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I was tagged by the flamazing @feedingmyinsomnia <333 and i will tag...if you want!... @perfectpiety @amethyst-fox-jv @ayerlind @sitkowski and anyone else who writes who sees this! but you don’t have to, just feel honored that i tagged you ;)
ao3 name: catmanu!
fandoms: currently writing in the football (as in soccer) rpf fandom, but always have other things on my mind as well.
number of fics: i’ve written SO many in my lifetime and most have never been published anywhere.
fic i spent the most time on: technically “exit right” because it took me like...a year and a half to write it? in terms of like...period of time spent actively writing it’s definitely “trophy boyfriend.”
fic i spent the least amount of time on: either “fly faster!” which i wrote in like, an hour or “jet ski još čeka” which i wrote over the course of a day.
shortest fic: my shortest standalone fic on ao3 is “the world drowned” at 370 words--my ancient shireen baratheon/rickon stark futurefic
most hits / most kudos / most comment threads / most bookmarks / highest total word count: ok im leaving out the drabble collections. omg without even looking i know this is all gonna be fuckin... “captivated” because i’m The arya/jaqen person on ao3 even now. let’s see. most hits: “captivated,” most kudos: “captivated,” most comment threads: “trophy boyfriend,” most bookmarks: “captivated,” highest total word count: “trophy boyfriend.” sigh
favorite fic i wrote: omg i think i made a post like this recently? most recently my favorite fics are “trophy boyfriend,” “5.VII.,” “ça c’est ma dope,” “what we do in the élysée,” “victory rain,” “the heat of it all,” “soy loca con mi tigre,” “chief of the armed forces.” in the past i love all my arya/jaqen stuff so much. i really do love most of what i’ve written that i posted, but these stand out to me. oh, and how could i forget-- “modernity towering in front of the sky.” still slaps tbqh
fic i want to rewrite/expand on: everything i’ve written is its own thing. i don’t usually write things that require a sequel or anything, so there isn’t really anything i can think of?
share a bit of a wip or story idea you’re working on:, ok, so, ahhhh. i post a lot from my current big ass wip “mare liberum,” but another thing i’m agonizing over is my šluka (šime & luka) longfic “we light up the world.” i thought it was going to be a fun little jaunt but it’s killing me because there’s not much of a precedent for it and i honestly have no idea how to write the pov. F in the chat for my pov. but sigh, i’ll stick a bit of it below; read at your own risk...
Tonight there really is a reason for him to be available and he’s had enough rakija on an empty enough stomach (what was the last thing he ate? How come he can’t remember?) to feel like putting his hand on Luka Modrić’s strong heroic leg and leaning into his face till their noses touched just like on Zadar beach and saying…well, he’s not sure what he’d say. But he has to pretend he’s sober because Luka is pretty sober and his whole family is here anyway.
Fuck it! They should have just done the grapes thing!
Šime pulls out his phone and makes Deki a Happy New Year! video instead. It feels really good to talk to Dejan, even if he can’t talk back.
He gets an idea in the middle of this. “Hey, look,” he says to his phone. “Look who’s here with me. Wait for it…wait for it…HEY…CAPTAIN!”
At least Luka looks happy to see him, and that makes him feel warm all over, warmer than you get from drinking alone. He turns away from Vanja. “What’s up?”
“Wanna say hi to Dejan with me? Say hi, Captain Luka.”
Luka smirks. “Are you two live? I don’t want to be in any of your lives.”
Šime clutches his heart. “Did you hear that, Deki? Our captain doesn’t like our lajjjjjjvs. Think we should—mutiny.”
Suddenly Luka’s bony chin lands on Šime’s shoulder. “Happy New Year!” he yells in Šime’s ear. Šime doesn’t really mind. “Are you back in Croatia? How many times have you bullied Davor this—oh, you’re not live.” He ruffles Šime’s curls. Dejan’s not going to be too thrilled about that, but considering he and Šime are both, well, married—and not to each other—Šime figures he can’t reasonably complain about someone else touching his ljubavi’s hair. And he’ll tell Deki that if he does. “You should have told me. I feel stupid.” He winks.
“Well...you said you didn’t want to be in any of our lajjjjjjvs,” Šime sings. “So, now you’re not. See?” He sticks his tongue out at his video for Deki. “C’mon, brate, I’ll show you who else is here.” He moves away from Luka quickly. Just in case.
He isn’t sure how much time has passed, but he’s definitely helped himself to another drink or two or more than two, and suddenly Luka has appeared next to him. His hair looks so soft and fluffy and beautiful and Šime just wants--really, really wants to take Luka in his arms and put his nose in his hair and just hold him for a long time. Rest his head on top of Luka’s head, maybe. Whisper we’re so lucky to have you. Please don’t ever retire, play until your bones turn to dust. Please don’t leave.
“Hey, do you want a ride home?” Luka asks. All of a sudden he puts his arm around Šime and Šime pinches his leg pretty hard to make sure this is real. Luka’s arms are—tricky. When you first see them, you don’t realize how strong they are. But when you feel them, you know. And when one of them is wrapping around your shoulders like a big, heavy snake, you really know. “I don’t know how you got here, but you shouldn’t get home that way.”
Šime snorts. “Thanks, Mom. Since when do you care…I’ve seen you way more drunk than I am right now.”
Luka is playing with the ends of his hair. Why is Luka playing with the ends of his hair? He pinches his leg again and it stings a little, but, is he dreaming that he’s pinching himself? Did someone put something in the rakija? He stares around the room wildly for a second, wondering who in there’s trying to get him in bed. “Yeah, but I had people to take care of me, then,” Luka says. “Even if people was just you and Domo holding my legs.”
“Mmmmm,” Šime agrees, remembering much more about those days than just that.
“But especially you. You always look out for me when I get like…” Luka gives him a wet kiss on the forehead and lets go of his shoulders. “So let us drive you back.”
“Uhhhh.” Šime stares at Luka till his eyes cross. Wow, he’s definitely more drunk than he thought he was. “Okay,” he says.
Sofia is asleep by the time they leave. Vanja carries her to the car. Their older two’s eyes are closing as they walk, so Luka holds their hands. Šime walks a few steps behind them, feeling kind of like the family dog. It’s not too late to call an Uber, right?. He really should just call an Uber. He will, actually. He pulls out his phone only to realize that making Dejan a video had used up all the battery.
“Go on, sit in the front. Come on.” Šime blinks. Vanja is smiling at him.
“No, that’s...You should sit next to Luka. I’m totally cool with sitting with the kids! They’re all so awesome.”
“They’re all so asleep,” Vanja says. Šime peeks into the car. In the back, Ivano and Ema have already passed out. “Take the front. You’re our guest.”
Šime flops into the passenger seat. He doesn’t want to be rude to Vanja, or make anything even more awkward. But it’s just that up here Luka’s cologne smells so strong and it would be so easy to reach over and just touch him while telling him he still thinks about being a Zadar kid with him just about every week. And he’s so bad at resisting temptation when he’s drunk. Mmmmm, my sinner, Dejan would say sometimes. My beautiful sinful sinner, God, my beautiful perfect—
“Hey, got a playlist?” he asks quickly. If he gets hard thinking about Deki this won’t get any less weird. “How about some Marice, mariceeeeee--”
“I wish,” Luka says. “But the kids…” Šime watches how the streetlights light up all the interesting angles of his face. “Once they’re asleep, you’ll do anything to make sure they stay asleep. You know how that goes.”
Šime swallows around the guilty lump that’s suddenly appeared in his throat and he nods. He keeps his eyes fixed on Luka’s face. Each time a car’s headlights flash across it, it changes. Sometimes he looks much younger than he is. And sometimes he looks…older than 34. Like an eternal captain, like he’ll somehow be Šime’s leader forever even after he retires.
“Luka, stop talking to him,” Vanja says from behind him. “He looks about as exhausted as the kids.”
“What? That’s like asking me to stop playing football,” Luka says. “I could never stop talking to Šime.” And keeping his eyes on the road, he takes one hand off the wheel to rest it on Šime’s leg. “We go way back. Zadar kids and all.”
Suddenly words are hard. “We, uhhh—yeah. It’s not like I knew you back in the day. We don’t go back that f--that--we…”
“What did I say?” Vanja said. “Your best right-back’s falling asleep.”
“No, ‘m…’m not, I…” And Luka is gently squeezing his knee, and--
“Maybe help him get inside,” Vanja is saying. Šime blinks. Somehow they’re back at his place and he has no idea how it happened.
“Hey, did I snore? Did I talk in my sleep or something?”
“Nope,” Vanja says. “I hate to say it, Šime, but you’re pretty boring when you sleep.”
“Oh?” He yawns. What is he, an old man all of a sudden? A few drinks and this is what happens to him? “Dejan says I’m cudd--”
“Okayyyy, out,” Luka says. He’s totally covering up a laugh. Shit! “That’s a good idea, Vanja. I’ll get him inside. Can’t lose a defender, right?”
Šime says goodnight to Vanja, who now definitely knows he and Deki are fucking, but she’s a pretty chill person, so it really could be worse. His legs wobble underneath him, and he bumps into the warm hood of the car.
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Numbers 40 & 56, Stuckony Get creative here, surprise me 🖤
40 & 56: “I made this for you” & “It brings out your eyes”.
This became long, like ca 1800 words, and woops, it kinda turned ABO with Alpha Bucky & Steve and Omega Tony. There is no smut but mentions of sextoys and a heat. It’s a worn trope but one I have never written and I wanted to take a shot at it.
Okay so this is the first time I write Stuckony and tbqh I am not really happy with it. But this is good: I’m learning and what I’ve learnt is that more than 2 characters confuse me so that is something I have to work on. Yay for progress, amirite? Anyway, I hope you’ll like it anyway. I realise ships are what I need to work on since I apparently have way easier writing reader inserts. (I do love writing Tony though, because he is both my baby and kindred spirit)
Ridiculous. Just ridiculous. Grown ass Alphas, tripping over themselves like they’d just barely popped their first knot. Tony sighed, mildly exasperated. He knew he smelled good, damn good thankyouverymuch; he also knew his oncoming heat was slipping into his scent, turning up the cloying sweetness to, as they say, eleven; Tony also knew that he wasn’t the first omega Super soldier one and two had come across so really, there were no excuse for their behaviour.
He strolled into the kitchen, sleep rumpled and still in his PJ’s, only smiling once he caught sight of the freshly made pot of coffee. Bless Bruce, he thought, just bless him.
He made grabby hands for the pot and started clumsily search for a clean cup. The scent filled his nostrils and he gave out a happy little hum, toes waggling as he took his first sip and then outright groaned. Oh, yeah. That’s the stuff. He took another sip, and then a big gulp, making little happy noises at the warm feeling in his belly and the prickling in his mind as his brain cells slowly came back to life.
He downed what was left in the cup, his taste buds having been scorched beyond repair eons ago, and filled it up again. This time around he tasted the richness in the flavour that was very new and very pleasant. Really bless Bruce, he would have to put that on a T-shirt and wear it every damn day, that man was truly a genius. He licked his lips and leaned back against the counter, humming a little with every sip.
“Ow!”
Tony’s eyes snapped open just in time to see Barnes retracting a sharply pointed elbow from Cap’s ribs. They both looked slightly odd, and slightly.. flushed. Hm, interesting.
“Morning, Cap. Sarge.” he nodded, raising his cup.
“Good morning, Tony,” Steve smiled but looked a little sheepish, “although it’s more like noon.”
“Healthy sleep schedules are for amateurs.”
Barnes snorted at that, but still looked slightly.. off.
“Listen, are you two okay?”
They both shared a look.
“Yeah, Tony..it’s just.. we thought,” Steve began, glancing at Barnes as if looking for help but the Sarge just held up his hands, “you smell really nice, by the way, and we-”
“Hold up. Are you two serious right now? I thought maybe I was imagining things but you’re actually serious? A little bit of omega pheromones and you two just let your hormones take over the by the wheel?” Tony turned to fill up his third cup of coffee with shaking hands, because really, ”I’ll tell you what, I’ll just keep to my workshop and my suite until my heat wears off and you two can behave like people again, sound good? Yeah, thought so.” And then he was gone, storming off down to his workshop, telling Jarvis to black out the windows, locking everyone but family (i.e Pepper, Rhodey, Bruce) out and blasting his music high enough to rattle the walls- if it didn’t scare Dum-E it wasn’t loud enough.
He had left Dumdum 1 and Dumdum 2 sitting at the kitchen table looking every bit as stupid as they ought to feel. Had they actually fucking propositioned him? Just because he smelled damn near delicious? Thanks but no thanks, he was more than just his biology even if they weren’t, and he could perfectly well get through a heat without an Alpha.
After all he was used to it by now. He hadn’t shared a heat since before Afghanistan; somehow intimacy had started feeling a lot more intimate after that and he just couldn’t bring himself to share that with anyone. Although he had to admit to having had some rather filthy and sappy fantasizes about the aforementioned dumdum 1 & 2, but he wasn’t gonna give in just because they felt a biological pull. If anything was to ever happen it would be because they wanted Tony, not Tony the Omega. And as that was as unlikely to happen as Tony waking up popping a knot, he’d just have to make do- and keep away.
He sipped at the quickly cooling coffee and groaned as he started to feel the telltale ache building low in his gut. Just perfect.
~~~
A couple of days, a string of broken toys, 7 showers and 5 different sets of sheets later Tony’s heat finally cleared; and he was relieved to the point of tears.
It had been a rough one, with his lizard brain chanting at him to go to the very eligible and very wanting Alphas who’d so clearly expressed interest.
Breed, breed, breed.
Ugh, disgusting.
He went through his regular routine before leaving the bed: yawn, stretch like a cat, roll and stretch again, unavoidably get tangled up in the sheets, detangle, yawn, stretch and repeat.
When he finally emerged from his penthouse, clean shaven and some fresh clothes (yeah, he was not gonna miss the sweating) he was met with two super soldiers blocking his way to the kitchen, and in extension, the coffee.
“Do you two have a death wish?”
“Bruce told us your heat had cleared.”
Traitor. All previous thoughts of blessings of his ex best friend have hereby been redacted.
“So the death wish is a common theme then.”
Both Cap and Sarge looked at him like he’d grown another head.
“Right now you’re the only thing standing between me and my coffee after a frankly unpleasant heat so either move or be moved.”
Barnes smirked then in a way that said he’d really like to see Tony try but Steve elbowed him before he could say anything.
“Yeah, alright but can you just please listen first? What I tried to say before, what we tried to say before, it came out all wrong and-”
“Fine. Coffee first. Then I’ll listen.”
Steve managed to pull off nervous and completely exasperated at the same time. Had Tony been fully awake he might’ve actually been impressed.
The two of them sat patiently waiting for Tony’s brain to come back online and when he looked up from his first cup of coffee he found himself in a comically deja vu of a situation.
“Well, isn’t this familiar?”, he sipped slowly on the scolding but delicious coffee- okay, so he might forgive Bruce, a little.
Barnes cleared his throat and planted both elbows on the table.
“See, Stevie here has no game, he is about as smooth as a pineapple, I mean,” he chuckled leaning forward like he was telling Tony something really funny in confidence,” you should have seen him back when, five feet nothing trying to sweet talk the omegas I set us up with. Scent be damned, nobody believed that little punk to be an Alpha.”
Steve looked less than impressed.
“Yeah, real funny, Buck. Can you cut to it?”
Barnes scowled lightly at him but continued.
“What we wanted to say, tried to say, before was that.. we want to court you.”
Nothing could’ve prepared Tony for getting a nose full of coffee. He spluttered like an enraged cat.
“You what?”
Both of them looked like they could barely contain themselves, their lips twitching as they tried their best to look sympathetic and sincere. Tony was having none of it.
“You can’t be serious.” He dabbed furiously at the coffee stains on his neck and shirt.
“We are, we just didn’t know how to tell you and then you started smelling all sweet, syrupy and delicious.” Bucky answered, a bit of heat creeping into his voice. A frankly mouthwatering grin on his lips.
Tony swallowed thickly, glancing at the Sergeant. Well.. wait, what?
“We? As in you both? And who courts anyone anymore?”
This time Steve spoke up, looking slightly embarrassed.
“We do. Where we come from.. it’s what you did when you were sweet on someone. And we also think you deserve it,” the words started rushing out of Steve and Tony just gaped while Bucky had the look of someone watching a trainwreck in the making, “ you work so hard and you hardly ever get any credit, you’re kind and generous and expect nothing back and we know your heats have been taking a toll on you. But that’s not why we want you,” he hurried himself to add, “even if you never want to share a heat with either of us we’d be just as happy to just be with you.”
Steve shrugged, apparently done. He looked down, a hint of pink tinting the tips of his ears. Barnes just smiled in a way that honestly just looked heartbreakingly hopeful.
So this was it then, this was Tony’s life.
He had a hard time processing everything, and more than half of what had just been said didn’t make a lick of sense, but he’d be a fool to look a gift horse in the mouth.
He would be lying if he said he didn’t feel a warmth fluttering in his chest the way the super soldiers at his kitchen table were looking at him all expectantly. He licked his lips slowly, nervousness hammering behind his sternum.
“Fine.. I mean yeah, okay.. Sure, why not?”
The smiles he got in response were bright enough to put the sun to shame.
“So you’ll go out with us?” Barnes asked.
“Saturday good?” Steve added.
Tony huffed a laugh, rubbing a palm over his face.
“Yeah, yeah, that’d be great.”
He couldn’t really stop the mirroring smile tugging on his own lips.
Ridiculous.
Suddenly he was crowded against the counter. Barnes put a hand in his left pocket and fished out something silvery and shining. It was a simple silver chain with what looked like a smoky quartz pendant dangling on it.
“I made this for you,” he held it out in question and Tony hesitantly bowed his head a bit so he could clasp it around his neck.. ridiculous,” Steve drew the design.”
Cap looked like Tony’d just granted them the world when he looked back up, chain snugly placed around his neck. He took the small pendant between his fingers.
“It brings out your eyes,” he explained, warmth colouring his voice.
And then he leaned in, lips just barely brushing Tony’s own, and he would be loathe to ever admit to the moan that he let slip out. Next was Barnes who was a little less sweet and a bit more demanding but just as toe curling. Tony made a little trilling noise in the back of his throat. His cheeks heated but the two Alphas just looked at him like he was simply adorable. He was only a little annoyed with how good that felt.
But, yeah.. this could work.
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6/20/17
hell of a day, folks. hell of a day. as some of you may recall it is extremely rare that i am genuinely angry--last time was about six months ago, and the time before that? four years. unfortunately it does have a tendency to make up for lost time bc i have been known to fly into a rage (none have been directed at other people since The Dark Times, which we’re not going to talk about today)
so basically: we’re doing locker room clean outs, right? like we go through and we cut all the locks that are still on lockers (we gave them upwards of a month’s notice to clear them out) and then bag the stuff up and label it in case they come back like “uh hey my locker is gone and also all my shit”.
yesterday went pretty smoothly, but lucie and emma weren’t there today so it was me, Charlie, Lani, Ali, John, and Briana. A brief breakdown:
Charlie is our staff facilitator, a position which was invented specifically for him because he is one of the most dedicated employees this facility has ever seen, and was passed over for a lead position when Ray (our boss) selected the two people who he had worked with the most--which were unfortunately just the people who had been kissing his ass the most, Adam (a condescending misogynist who hasn’t been in the building for upwards of a month) and Lani. Charlie actually does his job, which is saying a lot at the CRC tbqh. Charlie is my adopted son and I love him, damn it. As staff facilitator, he basically runs the ops staff (me) and does what needs doing. He also does every part of Adam’s job that hasn’t already been pawned off onto Lani.
Lani is one of our two leads. She is very, very young for a lead and socially reads somewhat like an anxious child who can read the vibe, but has no idea how to respond to it. She’s very friendly and loves to give compliments, but hates all negativity. It amplifies her awkward fidgeting by like a hundred. She’s John’s long-time girlfriend and has recently (since her promotion) become friends with Ali.
Ali is the worst.
John is very hard-working, genuine, and generally a positive person. The only fault I’ve noticed is he follows direction without consideration, so he can be pulled in several conflicting directions.
Briana is the younger sister of one of our former ops staff, and basically lives in the awkward zone Lani sometimes inhabits. She’s very young, a moderately hard worker, and desperate for approval but not recognition.
picture the scene... a humid, smelly locker room covered in discarded pieces of trash and waiting baskets. the morning begins with lock-cutting, which continues unimpeded for the better part of an hour and a half, until Lani has to go upstairs for a meeting.
chaos descends.
charlie and i had just finished cutting through a lock specifically designed to resist cutting, and subsequently had to cut off the latch of the locker because we twisted it so bad. (this locker had been locked for the entirety of my CRC employment, like... there was a card in there that expired in september of 2014.) we were trying to cut other locks but our arms were under a little too much strain, so charlie was like alright, i’m calling a break.
so we all rest for about fifteen minutes. charlie went somewhere else so the break room was me, ali, briana, and john. it was..... hell. ali was like “hey where did lani go” because she doesn’t actually listen when lani speaks, so i was like “she said she had a meeting.” Now, a little more background: Ali is being trained in admin functions. This is essentially a meaningless distinction in regards to hierarchy, and instead reflects pay scale. Emma is also being trained, and doing much better, and I’m going to start training next week. if they’re asking me to do it? it’s not about hierarchy. anyway. Ali started fucking power tripping. she was like “oh well is it an admin meeting” and i was like “no, charlie didn’t know about it” because charlie, as staff facilitator, must be present at admin meetings. ali has visibly decided that not only is staff facilitator a fake position that she won’t recognize, but that her actual fake position conveys real power, and says “yeah but if it’s admin then i should be up there“ like no, ali, you really fucking shouldn’t. you are living in an Assistant TO THE Regional Manager world, my dude! anyway she kept asking me fucking questions about it and eventually i was just like, “dude, if you were supposed to be there, lani would have told you” and she stopped.
oh i forgot to mention, during the lock cutting phase i asked her why she had the american flag on her cast and she was like “oh because i love america” and i was like “oh cool so you hate the flag? that’s what this is?” & charlie and i had to explain the flag code to her. not the part about not using it as a costume or whatever: The existence of the Flag Code. it’s also just like a really fuckin’ ugly cast, it’s more stars and bars than stars and stripes... she fucking voted for trump though so hey whatever’s racist enough for you i guess
at the end of the break, charlie comes into the breakroom and says, quote, “let’s get jiggy with it” and gestures to the locker rooms, so i like get up & we get back to work, right?
the others stayed. either they didn’t understand the pantomime, or they weren’t done talking about mediocre horror movies, which they’d been doing when i left.
so twenty minutes later, after our allotted fifteen minute break, they mosey back on into the locker room and begin bagging. charlie’s more irritated than i am at this point--i was mostly like, alright, whatever, at least i don’t have to listen to them circle jerk it for another twenty minutes. it took all three of them, working together, to bag one row of lockers, in additional twenty minutes. contextually: they had to empty a grand total of three lockers. the majority of the twenty minutes was spent either gaping at a jar with some spit in it, or by ali complaining that her leg was on fire. i should add that she’s in a cast because she broke some toes about a month ago, she’s got one of those little cart things that she’s wheeling around on rn--not a wheelchair, like a scooter with a high bench. anyway she physically couldn’t cut the locks and so had been sitting around the majority of the morning distracting the others, and was now spending the noon complaining for anyone within earshot, which was everyone.
charlie and i, meanwhile, had finished cutting all the locks, and were now onto the bagging process. we cleared four rows in addition to the six additional locks we cut while they were all working on their three bags.
i was mostly tuning them out and focusing on the content of the lockers, because charlie was getting the stuff out and i was writing it down
at the end of this twenty minute interval, they approached charlie and me and said ray had given us $20 dollars for lunch. ali suggested the greenery (our campus cafeteria), which is ludicrous for a number of reasons, foremost among them being that the greenery Sucks, and that it costs $10 per person and there were five of us. i suggested pizza but charlie was like ehhhhh bc we had pizza yesterday and normal humans don’t subscribe to my unholy eating regimen--but it was too late. they’d already seized on the idea. so at 12:26 (i checked my phone) they left.
a half hour later, as we were wheeling bags back to the lost and found, we saw them talking with lani in the hallway. they continued to talk until about 1:08, at which point state troopers were doing a patrol of our building as part of their wider sweep of campus, because i guess that’s where we’re fucking at right now
while they were gone, some serious shit happened, and i’m gonna copy and paste it from facebook bc it’s A Lot:
charlie and i were cleaning out the lockers and heard people throwing weights. we were like "uh, what the fuck" so charlie went up to check it out. he found 3 athletes working out and he was like "yo... we're closed." this guy is like "oh, the coaches let us in, you can go check with them" and charlie's like "uh yeah okay i'll go do that" and as he's walking away the guy calls him a bitch
like you can't even say it to his fucking face? christ dude
so charlie's not a fucking twelve year old & just keeps walking, he bumps into ray who apparently did let them in, lets him know the situation.
five minutes later i am Incensed on my son's behalf and they're still throwing weights, so I go up there to ask them to stop, have some words if necessary, you know
two of the guys are chill about it but this third one is like "uh, weights make a noise when you set them on the ground" like yeah thanks man I haven't worked in a gym for three years or anything i had no idea. i continue to tell him to set them down & not pick things up if he can't fucking lift them, he gets increasingly belligerent and brings up charlie "disrespecting" him and "coming at [him] like [he's] a liar".
so I'M like "oh, you mean my supervisor, who you just called a bitch?" and he goes off about how he doesn't do anything to us, he's never done anything to us, like we shouldn't be wondering why he's in a locked building filled with dangerous equipment with no supervision, or asking him not to damage our fucking floors
he kept turning away from me and putting his earbuds in to front like he doesn't give a shit about me but he just came off like a fucking coward. he also wouldn't say bitch to me? like he said charlie "was being a B-word" like jesus christ dude you aren't entitled to be here! it is specifically against the rules and i have no idea why they let you in, so if you insist on being here, how about not verbally abusing our staff facilitator and treating the ops staff--who is seconds away from peeling you like a god damned onion --like a five year old
i ended this in a full-on rage tbqh. like thank god i did eventually develop some impulse control or i might have murdered that guy in our weight room.
came back down and was just real, real fuckin’ mad, told charlie what happened, tried to channel fury into productivity (surprisingly effective, although my hands were shaking which may have affected legibility) and tried to talk myself out of breaking something.
oh also the guy explicitly told me “we’re enemies” like DAMN dude you have no idea what a can of worms you just cracked open. you wanna be enemies? ohhh i’ll be enemies. y’all can add this asshole to that murder suspect list from yesterday because it’s all downhill from here my guy
well. anyway. about 2:06 john is like “hey clare your pepsi’s in the breakroom” (i asked them to just bring me a pepsi wherever they were going) and i was like “cool i’ll be right there.” i still needed to calm down before being in a room with anyone even mildly irritating so i did a couple more lockers and waited for charlie to finish wheeling the bags out.
we step into the break room and ali’s like “did you remember to put the bags in the same place” with no preamble, like A. of fucking course we did, this isn’t rocket science, B. you never told us that in the first place, C. you have absolutely no authority over me, and charlie outranks you. like yes she’s one of those people who just everything they do is annoying? but this was like... an explicit show of dominance, because lani was in the break room, and ali wanted to show off to her. tashina had also turned up and was the only one who seemed to notice that charlie and i were both seething--charlie was like “okay well i’m going home” and she told him to relax (in a slightly awkward but well-meaning attempt at saying ‘hey i can see you’re upset but probably don’t wanna talk about, take it easy out there’ that charlie interpreted as ‘calm down lad’ until i was like no, she was trying)
so then ray (you may recall; our supervisor) shows up to grab a couple slices of pizza, asks how everything’s going, and ali was like “oh yeah we did half” and i was so fucking done at that point, i just stared at her and said “no”
like nope, “we” didn’t do shit, and charlie and i got about a third down without you.
we talked for a while about operations... i mentioned the athletes to ray and he actually has a plan for it, i guess we’re going to meet with the teams before the school year and be like “hey, ground rules” which i think is a pretty good idea because the basketball guys are almost all dicks
ray mentioned at one point that he was probably going to base summer hours on who was turning up for these cleanouts, and tashina made a point of mentioning that charlie and i had been working “especially hard” which i really appreciated, because the idea of having to work a shift with ali over like lucie or emma makes me want to Die
so about 2:50 they’re like “okay well the pizza’s been gone for a half hour, i guess we should work now” and i was like man, you know, charlie is gone and i’m still really fucking angry, so i don’t think i should be trapped in a small, hot space with y’all rn & i went home
as i was walking back i actually ran into charlie, he had been on his way back because he had calmed down some & wanted the hours, but he was like yeah shit if you’re not there there’s no way i can handle them
so we were talking about the Parade of Bullshit that comprised our work day and somehow it turned into me going back to his place (he lives in my apartment complex but like three buildings over) to see his guns. i can now officially say i’ve held a gun, & it was just as surreal and terrifying as i imagined! i’m never gonna be a gun person tbh but it cool to see the differences between his, he’s got a soviet issue rifle (complete with bayonet) & then a more modern one that looks like plastic but isn’t
we just hung out for a while, his dog lucky wouldn’t stop jumping on me, which was all in good fun but i like moved my hand wrong and hit his tooth so now my hand hurts :/ he showed me the Last Of Us which i’d never really seen outside of gifsets & i was actually pretty impressed with the graphics! the animation was good too, which i feel like you don’t see in games so much. we got through the prologue part & then i gave charlie a ride to physical therapy bc he had forgotten the bus schedule changes for summer, & i was going that way anyway to get some bubble tea
i get to the mall, guess who’s out of boba!! i was like no.................. my heart can’t take this, but then alyssa checked & was like “yeah the next batch will be ready in twenty minutes” so thank god. thank heckin’ god. i grabbed some lemonade and pretzel bitz from wetzel’s pretzels--that fucking vine with the Indiana Jones song has been fucking haunting me by the way--and chilled in my car because my phone had died at charlie’s place and i needed to charge it up. went and got my bubble tea, got some gas, picked up charlie & then took him on some errands ‘cause like fuck the bus, right? hatched some good pokemon
came back home, relaxed with toby and my bubble tea & forensic files. finally achieved Calm.
decided at about 10:30 that i wanted ice cream & i was like shit if anybody deserves ice cream it’s me rn so i went to mcdonald’s & got a cone & two apple pies for a grand total of 2-something dollars. how am i supposed to resist going back there every day is the real fuckin’ question man
anyway now i’m super tired and i’m going to bed so like.... yeah
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since i FINALLY finished the comic page im gonna make the poor choice of playing zelda ALL NIGHT get ready for The Longest Post which is full of Big Super Spoilers
since lynel thoroughly kicked my can last night i need defense food and preferably stronger weapons
i technically already had more than enough shock arrows to proceed but i wanna kill him!!!!
LMFAO I JUST COOKED SOMETHING THAT GIVES ME 21 EXTRA HEARTS...HOLY FUCK
okay but in all seriousness i only have like 3 defense things........
i guess i'll try it fuck i dont feel like scouring the world for ironshrooms rn
ok. slept on the bed to get my stamina wheel & 3 hearts, will use my 21 hearts when those run out, got 3 defense things for about 14m of defense, I Can Do This
really i wish i had a one-handed weapon, two-handers are so slow :/
well here we go again :|||
lol why does my heartrate always go up for shit like smh.....
getting better at dodging
ooh he hates my ice arrows
HAHAHA I MOUNTED HIM
maybe i can get a snapchat pic
YES i did i didn't attack him in that perfect moment but hey some thing are more important
NOOO FUCK I DIED
I FORGOT TO REFRESH MY DEFENSE ELIXIR BC I HAD GOTTEN UP AND FORGOT IT WAS ALMOST OUT
JESUS FUCK
im so fucking annoyed lmao i was so close
oh well at least now i can use that whole mount
aaand again
oh. im out of ice arrows.
YIKES i forgot to refresh my thing again just for a sec and almost died
YES i got a perfect dodge purely on accident NICE!!!!
i can see everything from shatterback point, even naydra, but im too scared to jump while the beast is down there
no yk what fuck it. im turning this paraglider around
first tho i really wanna wait to see if i can catch another rainbow...they were so pretty and i lost the other pics i took when i died ):
oh!!! there it is!!!!! and i was just about to give up
ah it last such a short time - but it comes at the same time every day, around 4:05
i'm sure it won;t appear here anymore after the divine beasts knocks it off with the water though, haha
okay.......time to dive
/saves first
AHAHAHA I DID IT
WOW THAT THING IS SO HUGE UP CLOSE BYE
i mean it didnt even move im just Scared. ok
duuude i gave the lynel pic to the lady and got swim pants?! FUCKING SICK where do i get a helm
okay time to go free the divine beast!!
haha wait i came out here without defense stuff. i didn't cook anymore
oh well yolo
or actually this is a game so i live as many times as i want #determination
i do still have some extra hearts left, and stamina, and some healing items, and even some electricity elixirs, sowow!! okay! still huge!!!!!
ah i love sidon so much
he tries so hard and he's so ready and he loves his people so dearly
i bet he's gonna die lol
if it's like, a sage thing, maybe he has to replace mipha if she really is gone
jesus please don't die sidon PLEASE
OH MY GOD I GET TO RIDE ON HIS BACK?
JFC THIS MUSIC IS SO COOL!!!! AAAAKDSHFGKLJ
OH MY GOD HE'S TALKING!!! IN THE FIGHT!!!!! IM CRYING THIS IS SO COOL SKDFHBG
oh my gos he's talking he's talking there's voice acting im literally dying i cant handle!!!!!! this!!!!!! i lvoe him so much
omg omg
dude that was SO cool
and link got to ride on his back and then say goodbye!!! and sidon BELIEVES in him!!!!!!!!!!
god i wish i had gotten the helm before i did this haha i looked up the location but i don't think i can back out now
MIPHA?
MIPHA IS TALKING TO ME??
I CAN HEAR MIPHA'S VOICE
I'M CRYING I KNEW SHE WAS STILL ALIVE
i feel like she's about to die like the old man like Move On but
to see her again!!!!!!! im so emotional
oh my god oh my god
no okay i can leave and i need a second too im gonna go get the helm
apparently theres a quest you can do that doesnt give you the helm but tells you where to find it? but i can do that later rn i just want complete armor
alright nice full set hell yeah
HOLY fuck i was paragliding back and i tried to paraglide over the divine beast and it fucking OBLITERATED ME jesus CHRIST
dude there are these absolutely freaky eyeball things you gotta shoot to get rid of gunk and the music gets all creepy near them lsdksjfgh
oh no i found the cockpit but it's all closed up...is her corpse in there? her ghost? oh my god it says the terminals are unactivated
i'll be honest im a BIT stuck here i hate to have to use a guide, but
NO wait oh my god my runes!!! dumbass
i can lift the bars lol
oh my god the CONTROLS are on???
I CAN MOVE IT?? HOLY SHIT
this map is fucking 3D a 3D map!!!! in the other games they were flat holy shit!!!!
i can even see it moving on the minimap!!! holy FUCK
LMAO i was trying to move this crank with stasis and all along i needed to use magnesis. jesus
uh the music got freaky as fuck after i did the first terminal??? no?? thank you????
LOL YOU GOTTA RIDE THE TRUNK oh my god. oh my god.jesus christ
i am so small. it is so big. oh my god
I FEEL UNSAFE!
who is the boss of this dungeon? there's gotta be a boss
don't tell me i fight it
or the undead mipha
jesus god
i have had to ride this trunk 3 times now and i am not at all comfortable
reminds me of the big windmill in mirror's edge
okay yep i did all the terminals and now the music is downright terrifying!!! nice good Okay
HOLY FUCK WHAT IS THAT BLUE LIGHT
MIPHA?
NOT MIPHA!!!
"my demise 100 years ago" is she Really gone
omg no mipahs talking to me as i fight!!!
im straight up gonna look up what to do im too weak and defense-potionless to do this the hard way
ooh motherfucker doesnt like my shock arrows and lynel bow ahaha
huh that was actually like SUPER easy compared to some of the other stuff i've done
eeeewwwwww
MIPHA? ARE YOU ALIVE OR DEAD IN THERE? oh god oh god
holy fuck
i straight up just cried
she's a spirit and i thought she was gonna like, move on? which is sad enough
but no she's hanging around to pilot the divine beast from the afterlife
she even talked to it i was so sad it's been her only companion for a century of course she fucking talks to it
and i was staying strong!!! i was!!!!!
but she talked about how she wished she could see her dad again and i cried lmao why does this game give me dad feels of all things
i hope she gets to see her dad one more time too i'm so sad she's really dead and not alive like link
jesus fuck
oooh dorephan's talking about the master sword...gimme gimme gimme!!!
aww he was nice to sidon as everyone should be!!!!
holy shit he's really big?? i didn't realize it but he's like twice link's height JESUS
man. i am fucking wrecked lol
time to...explore...the rest of the province...i guess
i got a trident but i can never use it bc it will break. it was mipha's!!!!
on the other hand all three pieces of armor, my shield, weapon, AND bow are all zora themed i took a pic of myself to remember it by lol bc they will all break
i wonder where i should go after this...?
my brother went up to death mountain but i kinda want to do something different so we have something to tell each other about
but i kinda want to do the same so we don't spoil each other
i also REALLY wanna do the southeastmost province for some reason, all that water
tbh tho im getting ahead of myself i still have lots of this left to cover
it's getting harder to tell where i've already been, haha - when the things had borders and there was less visible that was easier
ooooh mipha's ability brings me back from death and she speaks briefly to me ;_; and it's active again in 23 minutes nice!
so i guess each champion gives you a different one and you can chose which to have active but tbh this one seems like it's gonna be the most helpful already
aww i did a little quest in kakariko to root out a theif and i love the way they built up dorian's past that's so cool
i think i was supposed to be able to pick up that yiga dude's sword tho and it glitched on me bc i was too fast :/
ugh i'm doing this oen shrine puzzle where you have to mount a male deer
and i finally mounted one after losing 10000 times and it was past some hills it wouldn't climb down
every time i find one thats close enough they fucking bolt im so fed up :|
and my sheikah sensor isn't picking up any more so i must have literally scared away all of them. fantastic. what a huge waste of time!! guess i will go somewhere else!
also can't solve the puzzle on how to open the shrine at veiled falls so im just batting a thousand today so much for sidequesting tbqh
FOUND A BLUE MANED LYNEL
SO MUCH NOPE
urgh and a blue hinox
exploring might not be worth my time either tbh
yeah no that's two shrines i haven't been able to open and this has stopped being fun, got one more ridge to explore before im done with this province - and some weird islands waaaay out there too but idk if i can get to them yet, and i'd just as soon wait until i unlocked the one next to them
yyyeah looking at them from here it makes much more sense to explore them when i get to that province
at least im all done with this one!! still plenty of sidequests and stuff, but those i can come back t more easily...it's harder to remember which terrain i have and haven't covered when i don't do it like this
i was thinking about how big the divine beast was when i saw it in the distance and
this sounds nuts but i bet im right - what if that flying island thing is a divine beast. WHAT IF
and that is The Day's Liveblog, more tomorrow, except probably not much bc of stream
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