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darlingkara · 8 months

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Nevermind the loose dirt. It's my 99 cent grocery store plant rescue that I am trying to save via better soil/re-potting and with bread ties, and my little tiny espresso. The stems were brown when I got it, but I don't think she is gonna make it. Taken a few days ago, but seemed like good photo for this post.

I woke up WAY too early. Again. I either stay awake for like 25 hours, and sleep 8, or the usual 16 hours and sleep about 4 hours. I have had 3 sleep lab tests done (albeit years and years ago) when I kept falling asleep. This was before I had this weird habit I have now. I slept normally back then. Diagnosis: Narcolepsy and non-24 hour sleep cycle (Circadian Rhythm Disorder?). I was a bit blown back, to be honest, especially by Narcolepsy. And guess what? The MD had to report it to the DMV, if I did not. If you have a driver's license, it is stated on it AND you have to be medicated while driving. The medicine was Dexedrine, or pretty much @mphetamine. Makes sense-- Can't be falling asleep while driving. I stayed awake, and my depression lifted. Any MD's reading this-- Please consider it for treatment resistant depression. I never felt hyper on it (I felt nothing, tbh) which would of course, lead me to being diagnosed with ADHD*.

So now, I am an unmedicated ADHD and sleep disorder gal of a mess, hahaha. But I am happy, or at least content. I think it has gotten better, or I have learned how to deal with it. I could not do now what I did in my unmedicated 20's-- Full time school, full time job and a kid. Nope. I have ZERO idea how I did it. The narcolepsy mostly went away. I WILL fall asleep at the theatre, so don't bother inviting me, especially in Plague Era that 99% of people refuse to admit still exists. And it is 50/50 in any dark situation, regardless of how well rested I am.

Luckily, I can now work when I want (other than 2 days a month), and do not have to drive. I do have to set an alarm for three days out of the week for class (it is used as a take a shower and get ready alert bc I keep waking up before it, lol), but luckily it isn't early. I LOVED driving, btw, and I loved cars. But as an American, what else are you supposed to do? Tangent, but... I would re-do SO much in the USA if given the chance. Like...Public transport and social housing. These are looked down upon in the US, which makes it seem SOOOOO odd to me now. Plus the whole gun thang. Sorry, but I will never change my mind. The 2nd Amendment was written for MUSKETS. We have drones now. If you feel the need to open carry a weapon of death to the grocery store, there is something wrong with you. Sorry, not sorry.

I am not exactly against hunting (if you do it for food, not sport). When I was about 12, we moved** to a mostly hillbilly area (not making fun of them-- I mostly like them dern hillbillies, and one of my BF'S was one since I was TWELVE... Though I have not been able to find her since 2021 or early 2022. Covid or went Trump, I do not know. I will continue my search. Her having the most generic name in the English speaking world does not help)). And well, my first look at hunting was not pretty. Dead deer legs, sticking out of truck beds. Like, everywhere. People told me this was normal. I literally vomited and remember thinking and saying, out loud at lunch, ''The fuck, this is NOT normal. Throw a TARP over it, for Christ's sake.''

*Btw, girls and women are SO good at hiding ADHD. We are typically not hyper or rowdy. If we are, it is within our safe spaces, with friends. If your sister/mom/gf/wife tends to forget things you have told her, seems unorganized or stressed over little things, gets bitchy before leaving the house with you, look into it first and do not get upset.

**I was not an Army Brat, but my family did move a lot (6 times, to different states), and it was not because of financial instability. Yes, my parents worked for the government, but not in any military way. So--I learned a new term-- TCK-- Third Culture Kid (also applies to adults). We are GREAT at fitting in anywhere, more empathetic, less racist (bc sometimes, even being white, people are racist if you are the minority. Trust me, I know personally, and it was horrible), tend to attend university more (not saying all should).. But of course there is a catch.

We probably have attachment disorders on all sides. I didn't get the overly attachment type, luckily. If anything, I need help attaching. And I do not have ''the itch'' to move. As an adult, I rented the perfect house for me and my minion at the time. Great school district, fenced in (by chicken wire on one side for most of the time) backyard, walkable to the downtown area in 3 mins, and I was allowed to plant a garden and paint, etc. I did have to mow the effing backyard when my weirdo neighbor went away every summer. Fucker never told me when he was leaving, but the grass length did. I lined the fences with gladiolas and ivy and had a gas BBQ and a nice table and umbrella. I would let my kitties out every now and then, but only when I was there-- they could escape if they wanted to. One was a serial killer, not even kidding. A Persian, fluffy, serial killer. I got minion*** a slip and slide, hahahaha... We threw some pretty good backyard parties. All of my neighbors were snobs. Like Harvard asshole snobbery. Anyway, I lived there the longest-- almost 11 years. My landlord wanted to sell it, and it was sold within about a month and a half. THAT SUCKED and was not expected... Thought I had about 5 or 6 months.

I had to go live with my mother, as she lived in the school district minion was in. Worst decision of my life. I love my mother, and she was really a great mother, but something went CRAZY in 2002 and again in 2014, that I am not yet capable of discussing on a public forum. Thinking of substack. Like a $4 a month thing. This is shit that horribly affected my life, and I needed therapy for-- as an adult. Shit that when I think about, even 8 years later, I still tear up. And I am NOT a cryer. As a mother, she was awesome! She told me to avoid beauty magazines, taught me how to plumb and do home repair, said chose your religion when you are an adult if you want to, and sooooo much more. My father was really great, as well. They stayed married for FAR too long. I think I was about 25 when they got divorced, but it was over my mom being selfish with her health insurance and cutting my dad off. He had a disabling heart attack when he was 42, and died in 2007. My mom cutting off his health insurance was fucking brutal.

The dude was ALWAYS on my side. So, I still say hello from time to time to my mother. Most importantly, I talk to minion, but he is busy working and crushing on some girl, his best friend's girl. They work together and he hates his job. He is waiting for her to give the okay for them to both leave and work somewhere else. I said DO NOT WAIT FOR ANYONE--- EVER!!! He sent me a pic of her and said that sometimes she drinks too much and gets sexual. I was like OMG.

She looks like me and that is what I did when I was younger. Freud, are you out there? It's me, Kara.

And I have lived here the second longest.

And I want to die and be buried here. Every year, there is a free concert, ranging from classical music to rock music, held at the cemetery.

5-30K people can come listen to music, drink a bit, dance, and have fun. That the cemetery I would like to be buried in.

If that is morbid to you, you are not invited. :)

***Minion is now an adult. I am not worried about his financial future (everyone born after The Boomers got fucked, let's be honest)because luckily, I am a Black Sheep, and he will get my inheritance. Good for him! Since I am 34-99 years old (haha), I will not tell you how old he is. Yes, I was married and he was planned. I was TOO young-- but when your spouse made $80k a year in the early 2000s, you figure, nice, I will just raise minion, and then finish school. That did not happen the way I had it planned. The ex husband is still wealthy and lucky, and it pisses me off. If you knew the full story, you would understand. Let's just say that one brutal character mentioned in today's blog had a lot to do with it, including my parent's divorce. I swear it is not some Jerry Springer shit, and they did NOT bang, and luckily, my father and I were together when we found ''the letters''. The Brutal one would end up doing MUCH worse things than having feelings for her daughter's husband, and yeah-- it is personal.

Life is 50% unplannable. I do believe in luck, and I do believe in you get what you give, although I LOATHE woo woo pseudoscience bullshit.

I will NOT be camming tonight. My theatre thing begins tonight. It is only once a month. Last week, I couldn't have a schedule because I still have periods, which are very predictable, but this every 18 days shit is a bit new. Usually its every 25 days, abnormal is under 23 days in between periods. Went to the dr, had hormone levels taken. Good news-- I am NOT an alien. Bad news is that the tests prove pretty much nothing. I am having about 5 more periods a year than normal-- so about half the year. Great. Of course I now have to a dailytake high-ish dose iron supplements. I believe I have peri or pre-menopause which literally NO ONE talks about, yet it affects HALF of the population. And pre or peri-menopause is WORSE than menopause. Menopause is easy street, so I have learned. Some days I am nice and patient, other days I want to bite your face off. Sometimes I am horny, sometimes I seem asexual. When my roommate/ex bf of like 12 years (No, we do not bang and maybe once a month I fall asleep in his room watching a movie), DARES to shut MY room's window or turn off MY fan, especially if I am sleeping and wake up hot, I am literally thinking:

''I could kill you, and if half the jurors were women 35+, it would be an excusable homicide.'' I am not a violent person at all, btw, in any way or sense. I am learning as I go along. Surprise, surprise, there is not a whole lot of research on it. Reddit's Menopause has been a Godsend.

In the one racist area I lived in, I was ''jumped'' by 3 or 4 girls who basically PLAN attacked me, outta the blue. I won. All almost 5 feet of me. I learned about adrenaline and JFC, I get strong and mean if I think I am gonna die. I kicked dirt into their eyes and kicked their throats. How fucked up is that? I was maybe 11 years old. I did not and do not know how to fight. Is is something instinctual? I have no idea and too many research topics as it is. All I knew was that there were three of them, one of me, and they were larger and taller than I was.

Anyway, off to shower and go to my classes. Idk if I will cam after the theatre or not.

And you would not believe what I found when I took out the garbage, shortly after writing this (within the hour). It is not a popular name here, afaik. I will post it on Twitter @DarlingKara.

#tck #narcissistic abuse #fights #jerry springer #e girl #perimenopause #amy

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p-redux · 2 years

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Finally home, as promised, here's the LATEST Monica Aksamit drama...

For those who don’t know, Monica is a 31 year old, 6 foot tall, American (of Polish descent) Olympic medalist in fencing, who mostly lives in New York. She and Sam Heughan used to mutually follow on social media, they flirted, DM’ed, and talked about getting together in person the next time Sam was in New York, but that didn’t happen. Instead of MOVING ON, Monica went on an all out campaign to PUBLICLY badmouth him. Sam's "toxic" behavior was that he "led on" Monica, kept promising to meet up, never did, then still kept contacting her after. Psst, Monica, come a little closer, let me whisper in your ear, “He’s just not that into you.” But Miss Thang’s Olympic size ego couldn’t deal with that and she proceeded to smear Sam in a MONETIZED $$$ podcast on Apple and Spotify, as well as other outlets. More on that later... Eventually it all died down and we all went back to forgetting about her...guess that was the problem. So, a few days ago, Monica decided to resurrect her beef against Sam 👇 Gee, what a coinky dink that she is trying to get attention again riiiiiight after she got eliminated as a contestant on the dating reality show “Joe Millionaire.” Hmm.

Click on Keep Reading for the rest of the post. It’s a long one, so put up your feet, and grab a beverage...

And guess WHO befriended Monica and supported her bashing of Sam? None other than the biggest Outlander fandom Sam haters--Cant Resist Temptation and her Minions, who consist of Ex-Extreme SamCait Shippers, Shipper Sympathizers, and assorted fandom Mean Girls. The comments below belong to Monica aka mon mons right here on Tumblr. She left comments on CRT’s Tumblr blog and is commiserating with other Sam haters about their mutual guilty pleasure--hating on Sam. 👇 It says a lot about Monica's level of pettiness that she’s talking to FANS...I mean who does that? And on top of that, fans who clearly have a bias and an agenda. JS. But speaking of agenda...Monica knows all about it...$

And of course, the worst of the worst dedicated Sam haters, CRT, Bootsauce and Frenchy rabidly jump in to express their support of Monica. Just picture the DM’s going back and forth between Monica and that group. I can almost smell the putrid froth from here. 👇 They’re all acting as if this is some #metoo type of abusive situation when the REALITY is Sam’s “just not that into you,” and Monica was butthurt and decided to make a mountain out of a molehill. Let’s save the outrage for REAL victims of abuse. I hate when women play victim when they’re anything but--takes credibility away from real victims. I’m not a Sam mommy, I don’t think he walks on water, and I know he’s not a saint, BUT what happened between Sam and Monica did not warrant her vindictive actions. And worse, she used Sam to get her name out there, give herself more visibility, and make money. Thirsty doesn’t begin to cover it.

But, let’s backtrack a bit and do a history lesson of how this all came to be. Like I said, a few years ago, Sam and Monica were mutually following on social media. If you do a search of Sam and Monica’s names on different social media platforms, you’ll see some interactions that were friendly and flirty. Tumblr limits screencaps to 10, so I’m not posting those, but they’re out there. At some point, Monica Tweeted that she needed help to have enough money to go to the Olympics (I can’t find that exact Tweet, so I’m assuming she deleted it). And Sam replied to her and retweeted her Tweet, thus giving her fundraising campaign FREE publicity, since his over 700,000 Twitter followers would see it. Monica got some hate from Extreme Shippers who don’t like it when Sam talks to pretty, sporty, young blondes, and she also interacted with some fans who showed her support. 👇 As you can see, her Go Fund Me campaign exceeded expectations, and in no small part to the boost Sam gave her by Retweeting on his account.

Weeelll, as the saying goes “no good deed goes unpunished,” and things eventually went south between our two blonde giants. Sam and Monica continued to DM and flirt and made plans to get together whenever Sam was in New York next, but an in person date never came to fruition. Sam is VERY BUSY, so I’m not surprised, BUT, the reality is if a guy is into a woman he will MAKE THE TIME to see her. When Sam didn’t follow through on tentative plans, THAT should have been the signal to any woman who has dated human men, that, say it with me, “he’s just not that into you.” But, guess Mon Mon didn’t get the ages old dating memo.

Should Sam have been direct and told her he actually wasn’t interested? In an ideal world, yes. But, as we’ve seen, Sam is a people pleaser, doesn’t like anyone getting mad at him, and on top of that, he’s a HUGE flirt, who doles out his ubiquitous “let’s meet for a wee dram the next time I’m in town,” to any remotely attractive woman. I’m sure he figured when he didn’t actually SEE Monica IN PERSON, that she would get the message that it was a no go. But of course, that’s not what happened. Should Monica feel disappointed and upset that Sam made it seem like they were going to get together in person, continued to contact her, and then flaked? Of course, that’s an appropriate reaction. But once she figured out there was not going to be any Samonica, she should have put on her big girl panties and set her sights on someone who actually wanted to be with her. And realized what smart women with life experience know, when a man is into you, he will make the effort to SPEND TIME WITH YOU. Now you know.

What is NOT an appropriate reaction is what Monica ended up doing and continues to do. She went all over social media badmouthing Sam, acting like he was killing puppies FFS, AND created a podcast where she directly badmouths him and MADE MONEY OFF OF IT. 👇 And she’s STILL badmouthing him. SMH.

In her podcast, she talks about all the men who have wronged her (Gee, who’s the common denominator here?) but it’s interesting that the ONLY one she has ever named is Sam, the one who is rich and famous and has tons of followers. Why hasn’t she mentioned the names of the other men? $$$ In the podcast, we find out exactly how over the top her reaction to what happened is. She admits that she used to “stalk” Sam’s whereabouts, she scoured the Internet to find out who else Sam had dated, going as far as reaching out to these women! (As an aside...2 of Sam’s exes she contacted blocked her). Well that sends a clear message on whose side they were on AND helps us gauge Monica’s level of crazy.

Eventually, after Monica gathered all her intel, she made the podcast where she PUBLICLY smears Sam’s name. Oh, and if Sam was such a terrible person and she didn’t want anything to do with him, how come she didn’t block him when she first made her podcast? (Now they’ve both mutually blocked) but as you can see below 👇 Sam “liked” one of her pics not long after all of this was happening. You can’t do that if you’re blocked. Also important to note, with few exceptions, ALL of Sam’s exes and ex flings still follow him on social media, including some of the women Monica talked to, like Georgia Ellenwood and Danielle Kling. If he’s such a "toxic" man, why haven’t THEY blocked him?

Monica has a right to be pissed off all she wants that Sam made promises to see her and then didn’t, but to then launch a public witch hunt against him is so OVER THE TOP and not commensurate at all with what actually happened. They never even met in person! The same way a woman has a right to change her mind, doesn’t a man have the same right? Sam thought he wanted to go on a date with Monica and then he CHANGED HIS MIND. That’s not a crime. Or are some women under the impression that once he tells a woman "we should have a wee dram when I'm in town," he is OBLIGATED to go through with it? That sounds like forcing someone to do something they don't want to do just because there was a previous expectation. And that's NEVER acceptable for women or men. And given everything we now know about how Monica behaves, Sam had good instincts that she was a train wreck and he thankfully dodged a bullet.

ALSO, she said Sam “threatened” her. It’s disconcerting that she used the word “threaten” to describe Sam and his legal team warning her that they would pursue legal action if she continued to malign him publicly. But if we’re going to use emotion-laden words, with viscerally aggressive connotations, let’s continue with “threaten.” SHE threatened him FIRST, she went after HIM. Um, she PUBLICLY smeared his name AKA his brand, of course he was going to defend himself. He had every right to have his legal team contact her letting her know that if she continued slandering him, they would report her to the Olympic Committee and Fencing Association for “conduct” violation. Read their rules of conduct and she violated them with her libelous words against another person. In addition, it would be understandable if Sam decided to have a cease and desist order sent if she continued to publicly slander him, since it could have an effect on his career. That's not Sam "threatening" her, that's Sam protecting his livelihood.

Here she is encouraging people to promote the podcast where she bashes Sam and inciting them to "blow it up ladies" IOW make it go viral AKA witch hunt against Sam. And notice the shout out to follow her on all her social media accounts and "support this podcast." $$$ 👇

Every woman Sam has actually been in a relationship with (not just hit on in DM’s) has nothing but nice things to say about him, and like I previously mentioned, the majority still follow him, that speaks volumes. Even, his ex Cody Kennedy’s mom, Jinx Kennedy, said “I don’t have anything bad to say about Sam, he was a gentleman,” and this was after Sam broke up with her daughter to go back to Abbie Salt! Again, that speaks volumes. Is Sam perfect? No. Can he be a douche? Of course. He’s a human male, they can all be douchy at some point from birth to death. But overall, he is a good guy, and the MAJORITY of people who know him attest to that. It’s sad that one bitter Betty, I mean miserable Monica took it so far, and for her own self-serving ulterior motives. $$$ I’m getting tired writing this...almost done.

Here’s something that’s ironic. Monica criticized Sam for messaging her and then blowing her off, yet here she is rationalizing why it’s okay for HER TO DO THE SAME THING. Hypocrite, much? 👇

And for someone who claims to want to keep her private life private she sure DOES the OPPOSITE. 👇 Again, hypocrite, much? And she mentions she worries men will want to date her for the “clout.” Um, NO ONE knows who she is except Olympics fans...oh wait, NOW THEY DO, because she made sure of that by ranting and raving about Sam “ghosting” her, MAKING MONEY off her association with Sam, and most recently, going on the nationally televised reality show “Joe Millionaire.” Which ironically is about MULTIPLE women trying to win the heart of a MILLIONAIRE...gold digger, give me my 15 minutes of fame, much? Literally 15 minutes on the show and she was the first one voted off by BOTH men. She claims it’s because they both thought she was too tall...yeah, I guess it didn’t have anything to do with her off-putting personality and the ding ding ding bunny boiler alerts going off in both guys’ heads at all. Sure, Jan.

Monica keeps Tweeting that she’s a “strong confident woman.” She can SAY that all she likes, but her ACTIONS have shown us quite the OPPOSITE. How she dealt with being rejected by Sam has solidified her reputation as a woman who is emotionally immature, petty, vindictive, bitter, stalkerish, fame-hungry, with a pinch of gold digger, and gives off red flags galore. Proceed with caution--if you piss her off, she’ll talk about you in her podcast and make money off you. Good luck finding any sane guy wanting to date this colossal HOT MESS now. Way to go, Mon! 👏

#samheughan #monicaaksamit #monica #bunnyboiler #joe millionaire #extremeshippers #exshippers #shippersympathizers #daniellekling #georgiaellenwood #codykennedy #jinxkennedy #abbiesalt #hesjustnotthatintoyou #meangirls #hideyourbunnies #hotmess #outlander #fandom

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katsuflossy · 4 years

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Their S/o Doing the Sweeney Todd challenge with Them

Pairings: Bakugo x reader, Todoroki x reader, Kaminari Denki x reader, Sero Hanta x reader

A/N: So sorry for not dropping any content this week. College is super time consuming and as I said before I hardly have time to wipe my ass. But I hope you guys enjoy this lil thang 😁

Taglist: @sunset-novice-writer @goatsenpaiultimate

💥 Oh, brother,...may the element of surprise help you with this one.

💥 The last time you did a TikTok around him you had the nerve “accidentally” hit him with your bag. Mans almost skinned your ass if you didn’t pay him in a bunch of hugs and all the sorts.

💥 So you decide to do the kissing Sweney Todd challenge with him at the table. You propped your phone and mans was not having it knowing that you’re doing another Tiktok around him.

💥 “(Y/n) put that phone down, I ain’t fucking doing it.”

💥“Please Kastu, this one isn't as bad as the last one.”

💥 “I don’t fucking care I don’t want to be in your Tiktok shitty woman-” Little did he know you already set the timer and the song began as he was yapping his mouth off.

💥 The first kiss had the man looking like a freeze-frame. He said:

💥 After every kiss, his tomato face percentage raised higher. And then the lyrics I- do you want his heart to go into cardiac arrest.

💥 Could’ve been a game fr: How red can the Katsuki turn.

💥 The goo-goo eyes you’re sending him ain’t helping either.

💥 After the Tiktok ran out, mans was still on the mannequin challenge (ugh 2016 come back 2020 is mad ghetto)

💥 He turns to you, blush subsided to only his cheeks and ears, and said:

💥 “Well, why’d ya stop? You missed a couple lyrics the first time.”

🧊 He’s an old man. Denki had to download Tiktok for him (he ain’t got no privacy settings in goddamn phone at all so Denki went straight to download it and some other stuff 👀)

🧊 His fyp lacks so much flavor like 😷

🧊 You had to step in to manage the account.

🧊 “Shouto, where’s the flavor in this? i don’t taste anything! i don’t taste sugar, honey, cinnamon, nutmeg-”

🧊 So when you set up the phone and told him to get into the frame, he thought it was just one of those “put a finger down” vids he’s seen.

🧊 Show this man some black tiktok creators please 😑

🧊 Three stages he goes through when you’re pecking his cheek, the one right under the scar

🧊 Stage 1: Freeze frame, stage 2: He actually freezes...like his other check had ice attached to it. And stage 3: He blushes and returns one peck back while you’re saying the last parts of the song.

🧊 Shoto, stahp you make my heart be on x games mode.

🧊 You post it and the comments are either coping over the cuteness of the vid or simping over Shoto EVEN THOUGH you’re literally kissing the boy

🧊 Consider privating it.

🎆 He’s friends with Denki bro he knows Tiktok

🎆 But all the training he’s doing he can hardly keep up with new trends unless its the super popular ones Denki rounds up everyone to do.

🎆 You said you want to do a Tiktok, he doesn’t care but he’ll do anything for you

🎆 The music start and the man already know this shit sounds familiar.

🎆 Started smirking like Sweeney Todd himself while staring at you pecking his cheek.

🎆 After all them pecks, he turns to you slowly, looking you straight in the eye before pulling you into a hot makeout session.

🎆 While he pounced on you, boy knocked over the phone. The phone was still recording after and all the camera could see was Hitoshi’s purple hair.

🎆 Comments kept saying yall took that shit to the bedroom 👀 ...I’ll leave it up to your imagination.

⚡️ Man stop playing wit my boy. He on straight tiktok, alt tiktok, black tiktok and the rest.

⚡️ So he knew it was the Sweney Todd sound as soon as that first note hit.

⚡️ I hc he knows tiktok sounds by the first beat and has never been incorrect once.

⚡️ You couldn’t even reach his cheek because he turned his head to meet you in a nice smooch.

⚡️ Girl you’re so shocked, couldn’t even finish the whole challenge so he took over for you.

⚡️ Lip syncing the song perfectly, pecking your lips the exact moments when he should and giving you award-winning acting at the end of it. While you’re still in a state of shock.

⚡️ Hold up… ain’t this supposed to be your tiktok?

⚡️ Doesn’t matter because you posted it and now y’all are at the top of the sound 😊.

🩹 Mans versed in his TikTok.

🩹 Like Denki, his fyp is just a jump from one section of tiktok to the next.

🩹 Sooo yeah he knows the Sweeney Todd sound

🩹 You had to catch him at the right time cause he’s one that doesn’t like to do tiktoks (Kaminari always ropes him in tho)

🩹 He’s lying on the couch, too distracted by his switch to see you setting up your phone before clicking the timer.

🩹 The sound of the timer gives him PTSD because all the tiktoks Denki puts him in are either pranks or dances.

🩹 Pleasantly surprised when your head popped up over the arm of the couch.

🩹 “What are you doing?” You threw him a reassuring smile.

🩹 “Just trust me, love”

🩹 The song starts and Sero is calmed to not hear “I MAKE A MOTHERFUCKA SAY OH YEAH” or any of the “my way or da high way” shits.

🩹 He’s the embodiment of a fire truck the way his face is red cause you’re peppering his forehead with all these kisses (i’m so lonely man).

🩹 As soon as you’re singing the last part he brings down your lips to his, snatching your breath away the minute they came in contact with one another.

🩹 He lets you go to sing the very last part of the sound but staring into your eyes, forgetting that ya’ll are on camera.

🩹 Basically the all the comments under that post: 🛥🛥🛥🛥

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thalmor-banjo · 3 years

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This is a vent post but I have to get this off my chest.

I have ADHD, but it’s undiagnosed by medical professionals. I think it’s pretty mild, but I still have issues with schoolwork, personal projects, etc.

I stim when feeling very overwhelmed/intense feelings. Sometimes it’s happy flapping from a good fanfic or amazing scene from my favorite show. Other times it’s angry jerks. If I stim when I’m angry everyone shuts me down immediately and says I need to, “Get control of your (my) emotions.” When I was small I wouldn’t hide my stimming and no one really thought it was anything unusual, but as I grew I learned to mask it (because I was intermittently taken to therapy for years). Now I mask in public but when I’m alone, it kinda just all comes out, ya know? And it feels good and happy and oh my god do I love it. But if I do it in front of anyone else (who doesn’t know, some of my close friends do and I’m comfortable being myself in front of them), they’ll look at me like I’m fucking insane.

Another thing, I get overstimulated occasionally. Most of the time I'm ok and can slip out of the situation, but sometimes I'm really really not. (Some background, I have an autistic sister, but outside of her specific situation my family is v ableist.). During quarantine I've stopped masking as much (because it's literally impossible to keep up 24/7) and it's been...detrimental to say the least. Whenever I visibly get overstimulated, someone in my family will notice, then they'll all intensify the behavior ("Exposure therapy is the cure for being overwhelmed"-my lovely mother). I hate it so much. Like I'm obviously in discomfort, can you fuck off???

This March something happened. I'm not sure if it was some kind of breakdown or what, but I just couldn't anymore. The whole day I was on edge, but being forced to sit in the cold living room, not allowed to listen to music or have a blanket, just being forced to work, it fucked with me. My thoughts were too loud for my head. I kept trying to work and they just would shut the fuck up. I tried to explain, but no one would listen. I lost it. Started crying, begging for my headphones. My thoughts were too loud and I couldn't push them down. It wasn't like they were meaningful, I just couldn't focus. It felt like they were ballooning up into my throat, blocking the words I so desperately wanted to scream. Instead, all that came out was, "it's too loud" or something of that vein. I had reached a breaking point. I can't even describe how it felt in words. I was so panicky because my family wanted this work to be done and I was trying so hard but my thoughts were too loud and I just wanted to be in my warm bed snuggled up but I couldn't because who knows why and I had to sit in this cold chair that was sticking to my thighs. The words to describe what I was feeling just couldn't come out past the great nothingness blocking them. They (mis padres) were texting the entire time this was happening. I found out later what they were. Here's my favorites, "she's (I'm trans and they misgender me constantly omfg but that's for another day) acting like River (a character from Joss Whedon's Firefly, one of my absolute favorites. They had just shown it to me the past week. The implication being I was acting out to get out of work, that I was just faking)," "If she (ew ew ew she/her get it awayyyyyyyyy) were a dude, I would punch her (again, they're implying I'm acting out for attention and trying to skip out on work while also being incredibly ableist.).". My parents, the people who have teared me since birth, let me shatter and crunch under their unsympathetic feet. When I tried to communicate my suffering, they turned away, assuming it was all an act and none of it was real. It really stung at the time, and I still don't trust them with a lot of my real thoughts.

Probably the final thing, hyperfixations. I don't forget to eat or drink when hyperfixating (although sleep can be an issue). Not sure why, but it just works out that way. Recently I fell head over heels for the Mandalorian. Space westerns are just my thang (looking at you Firefly). Mando is this battle hardened man who's so devoted to his religion and yet a little green baby comes along and changes it all. My favorite episode is Chapter 15, spoilers ahead. I hate Mayfeld, so much like oh my god. But he makes a good point about lines we're not willing to cross until lines get blurred. It really spoke to me. SPOILER When Din is forced to take off his helmet to do the scan, my heart dropped. I've had to break promises (that I've made to myself) to keep safe (ex: coming out in 2020). But it wasn't just some throwaway vow. This was his religion, his entire way of life. And his sect says you are no longer Mandalorian after removing the helmet, that taking it off means never putting it back on. It's incredibly moving and speaks to something in me; there's a reason it's my favorite episode (so far). And also part of it is that Pedro Pascal is really fucking handsome. Like IRL I'd probably have a squish on him more than anything else, but he's still really hot. Anywayyyyyyyy, back from the tangent, I've watched it at least four, maybe five, times. Chapter 15 is a good episode and it makes me happy. A note: my family (aside from one other member) is aggressively heterosexual and cisgender. Like any time I talk about the future they're immediately like "oh yeah, you'll tell your husband and kids about this later.". It grates on my nerves so much. Like I'm not straight, never will be, and would rather adopt and help (a) kid(s) that need a home rather than bringing another human into the world. Idk if it's just me, but the way they imply I'll have a heterosexual relationship as a cis woman who fucks her husband is just weird and uncomfortable. I don't wanna talk about my sex life with them, nor 1} who I'd like to fuck 2} how I'd like to fuck 3} when I'd like to fuck. Long story short I don't want them to know that I enjoy Pedro Pascal's acting because they'll fucking hound me on it. I wish I didn't have to protect myself and not reveal my thoughts, to keep everything rolling around upstairs from falling off my lips. Then they act like I'm unreasonable for not wanting to share what I'm smiling about. How my sister (who's also ND), starting seeing memories from her past lives. I don't know enough about that kinda stuff to say anything meaningful. I know if I'd have said that my parents would have scoffed and ignored me, but when sister says it, the words are coming directly from God's lips. But when I brought up reality shifting ( something I've been attempting since October), father asked if it was somehow possible for everyone to share a hallucination across thousands of miles. I just wish they'd treat me like they treat her. Like a human bean who deserves to be believed and respected.

I just wanna be able to stim and enjoy things I love without being "normal.".

Anyway, sorry for the long rant, thanks for listening/reading, here's a gif of this absolute human cinnamon bun of a human bean (description, it's Pedro Pascal glancing to the side, raising his brows, looking back, smiling, and then opening his eyes and mouth to make a goofy face):

#undiagnosed adhd #adhd inattentive #vent #adhd vent #trauma maybe???#family is exhausting

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Spots (Erik Killmonger fic)

So this is my first posted fic on tumblr, I posted it first on my black panther blog @trustedloss and now I’m posting it here. Hook me up with prompts and asks because I could use the practice and the ideas! Thanks for everything and enjoy.

“Did you know that black panthers have spots!” a little head of tight curls chirp from around the corner out of sight of the kitchen table. Erik listens with less than half his attention, keeping one ear on the simmering pan on the stove and the rest of his attention on cleaning and reloading his weapons. He does justify it with a low hum of acknowledgment, not so far off from the tone he’d got from his own father when he was busy. “Wow! Daddy, did you know that there are two types of panthers? Jaguars and Leopards, Jaguars are from America, like us!”

He can feel the monster stir at the accidental insult, she’s just a kid. A second generation that’s stepping on tradition she doesn’t know is being laid at her feet. He’s got a few years yet to teach her the right type of shit, like his father taught him. “We ain’t stayin’ we jus--”

“We just stoppin’ by, I know. Jaguars are st-ssstock-- oh,stockier and have powerful jaws, and they were everywhere! Arizona to... to Argentina but they went extinct in North America.” The little chirp lingers in the air before dying there. She was feeling again, her mothers daughter, always soaking in and expelling emotions. It was exhausting to witness and participate in.

“What you got fillin’ that head?” The gun pieces move fluidly in his hands, locking back into place and solidifying into shape after being cleaned. He wonders what issue he should get his cub once she’s older and can hold it right.

“They pick fights with things, they don’t care if it’s bigger or stronger or any thing.” hesitant silence begins to bloom as she shifts around to peek out at him with russet brown eyes, gauging his reaction ”Auntie Tee, says you cashin checks you can’t back, she sayin’ she don’t like when I come over here.”

His hands still,”Your Auntie talks shit alot,” he knows his voice is too tight, her eyes drinking every twitch and cadence change in, “Does it look like I’m done yet? Get back behind there.”

She moves quickly back out of sight “I didn’t see them! We can still tell Auntie Tee that you kept your claws put away.”

“Guns,” He’s quick to correct, ain’t no reason to play her games “Don’t let them hold your tongue you got shit to say then say it.”

“When you go and be king... you goin’ forget ‘bout me?”

Fuck. “Shit, sweet thang,” He leans his head back and folds his arms to think “...Do I forget you when I go hunting for Uncle sam?” He can almost hear the gears in her head turning, most likely tightening her curls with all the energy she was using.

“No” it’s said slow and thoughtfully like how she pours syrup on her pancakes “But, how we gon remember each other if you leavin all the time?” Her tone shifts just that side of sassy, testing Erik’s patience and walking the line just like everything else in Erik’s shit filled life.

“Whatchu thinkin?” Probably gonna be some soldier build a bear waste of money.

“A spot! So we can match,”

His blood runs cold and that monster clawing up his insides snarls. The beast grossly let’s its acid spit drip into old wounds he thought he had long since recovered from. It paces intrigued, ”Get over here,” he watches the hesitance, the slow deliberate movements as his little girl comes into sight, oversized t-shirt drowning her little form and a pair of ‘crazy’ leggings, because ‘Auntie says you crazy and I wanna be crazy too’ or some shit. The pattern was worn and faded and they still seemed too big on her little legs. His cub was tiny, too tiny.

When she settles in front of him head up, eyes on him just like he taught her, he tilts his head and smacks his teeth and grabs one of his knives out of its sheath “Aight, gimme yo arm”

It was a test, a sick game he thought would be entertaining, scare the kid enough to get her to back off and make his inevitable leaving easier. The thin brown arm is extended “Can I have it right here?” She has the nerve to point to the top part of her wrist the deepest shade of brown from playing out in the sun, she takes a shaky breath but keeps his stare.

Erik lets the sharp harsh grin curve his lips and presses the knife against baby soft unmarried flesh, innocent flesh, his flesh. He hears the gasp and stops his movements. She’ll cave first, this isn’t the first kid he’s maimed, won’t be the last either. For a moment, he wonders if her screams will sound the same as the others “You still want that spot,lil girl?”

“Yessir”, she says,twitching and jumpy, her eyes squeezed shut before fluttering open to peek at him,”Don’t miss, Kay?”

This lil shit. The beast purrs with pride, his lil cub has no fear. Erik steels himself and presses to make an incision, the whimper and pulling away is enough. He leaves her a tiny scratch, no more than a paper cut across her wrist “I ain’t finna mark you. You want spots you gotta earn‘em ,” He lets his cub go and flinches when she comes back to wrap her arms around him tight in a hug.

“I’ll earn my spots, don’t get a new princess.” She sounds so small, lip quivering against his chest as she starts to cry. He wishes it was from the scratch and not the deeper hurt it seems to be.

He slides the knife away and glares over her head, isn’t this just perfect. The first person he spares the pain and it’s her, he tangled his calloused fingers in her curls and presses her tight against him, safe, whole, protected.

“You are a princess, you know that lil’ girl? Ain’t no one gonna take that from you, ain’t no one can convince you otherwise, and one day Imma get you a proper crown and digs to prove it.” A promise he will keep, he hopes the meaning is communicated through his hold, that his words are punctuated by the rise and fall of his chest, that his sincerity is sung by his heart beat, “Save the tears for later, you’ll need’em.”

#dadmonger #erik stevens #black panther killmonger #black panther

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betweensceneswriter · 6 years

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Island Hopper - Chapter 1b : Care Packages

Gifts from someone Claire loves to pass on to the people they care about…

Note: Tumblr’s doing something strange with posts that use the “Keep Reading” tab, but if you click and open the story, it goes away.

Previously on Island Hopper: Chapter 1: Lukuun Lakatu (Very Handsome) Claire’s life is filled with blessings

To Island Hopper Table of Contents

To the Jimjeran Table of Contents

Island Hopper is book two in the Jimjeran series. These books are set in the Marshall Islands where Claire is a nurse practitioner serving in the Peace Corps. Jamie, Angus, and Rupert are teachers at the Peace Corps school down the road. The place is taken from my experience in the 90s teaching on the island of Arno, but it’s been a fun place to stick Claire & Jamie…

As Jamie and I sat on the bench with Katie, I could see the pick-up truck coming up the road toward us. With only a few vehicles on the island, the truck got a lot of use, whether as the local taxi, a moving van, or the pony express when it brought us mail on Mondays. This wasn’t a Monday, so I assumed it was traveling for one of the other purposes.

However, as it reached the clinic, it slowed down and then came to a stop. In the bed of the truck I could see three large cardboard boxes. I looked at Jamie to see if the shipment was his doing or if he expected anything, but he didn’t seem to have any knowledge of a shipment coming our way. I was even more surprised when the driver of the truck hopped out and one by one brought all three boxes out of the pickup.

I peered at the label of one of them and saw the words “Mercy Medical.” “That’s my clinic!” I exclaimed.

The boxes weren’t terribly heavy, so Jamie and I carried then into our house, Katie following us curiously. I opened the one that said “one of three” on top and found inside a short note from Joe.

Miss B

We were inspired after hearing about the challenges children are having with boils there and took up a collection. We even hit up the drug reps that showed up this month. I was tasked with getting the supplies for some “boil prevention” kits for you to give to families with children. I enjoyed buying mosquito nets, soap, wash cloths, and antiseptic. I’ve even enclosed some reels of cord, so the nets are easier to hang.

The staff love hearing about how things are going. They’d love to see pictures, too! Be sure to let us know if there are any other needs you have. We don’t often realize how lucky we are and how easy it is to improve someone else’s health.

And I’m not yelling at you at all. There was so much sparkle in this last letter, I could have read it in the dark! Jamie sounds like a good man, young as he may be. And the fact that he’s hot and muscular is doubly good for you, Miss Thang.

Joe

Joe had scrawled a goofy smiley face, and then signed the note.

Jamie had opened the tops of the other two boxes. “Look, Claire,” he exclaimed, gesturing for me to come over. “Can you even imagine how many boils these simple items will prevent?” One box was packed with row after row of tightly folded mosquito nets, and the other had countless bars of soap and antiseptic bottles.

It was startling how much Joe had to pay for postage, but since items weren’t readily available on Arno, and because it made the clinic staff happy, there was little to regret.

“Rupert and Angus are coming over tonight, right?” I asked. “Maybe we need to start making up some kits instead of playing games.”

“Aye,” Jamie responded. “Might as well put those two slackers to work instead of just feeding them and providing amusement.”

He stepped into the kitchen and started getting out the flour and bowl to make pizza crust.

“Are ye sure we can keep feeding them?” he asked curiously. I looked up from looking through the third box, where I’d found stacks of soft washcloths and towels, as well as another stack of flannel baby blankets. “I ken we’re going to be able to go shopping for groceries on Majuro when we get back from Guam, but we shouldna be letting them mooch without paying for supplies…”

“I like being generous, babe,” I responded, shrugging my shoulders. “And do the islanders ever ask us to pay them back for all the food they give us?”

Jamie looked at me sheepishly. “Hmm. Think I may have to stop calling ye Ri-pālle, hen. Now I’m the selfish one.”

He got an odd look in his eyes. “What you just said, though. That we don’t pay the islanders back. That’s right, isn’t it? We have Angus and Rupert over nearly every week. We should start inviting the locals over, too. How many times have they fed us, after all?”

“Invite them over for supper? Wouldn’t they hate our food?” I asked.

“No need to make anything strange,” Jamie grinned. “We make fish and rice here as well as the next cooking shack.”

I pointed to the king-sized bed at the center of the back wall, under the window that currently was showing a sunny view of the iar. “Will it seem like we are being ostentatious to have them in our house?” I asked. “Some of them sleep on mats on the floor.”

“Not all of them do,” said Jamie. “Plenty of them have been to Majuro. Others have family in Hawaii or the United States. Would it be awful to let them see our home?”

I looked around our small space. It was very ironic to me that when I’d first come into this apartment, I had thought it was like going to camp. Bare wood floor, walls with exposed frames and no dry-wall, open rafters, cabinets that were open air, a closet that was just a shelf with a bar under it.

Looking at the closet, I smiled. Life had been such a whirlwind that sometimes it was hard to imagine that Jamie and I really had only known each other such a short time.

“Do you remember the morning when you were jogging and I screamed?” I said. Jamie grinned back at me.

“How could I forget?” he said. “You’re as flushed right now as you were that morning.”

“Do you know what you interrupted me doing?” I asked him.

He furrowed his brow and frowned. “I interrupted you?”

“When you came back. You left, and a few minutes later you came back. To invite me to Samhain,” I said.

“Were you changin’?” he asked.

I started to feel like I didn’t want to confess anything to him. “Never mind,” I said breezily. “It doesn’t matter. So, I’m going to lay this stuff out on our bed so we can easily make up bundles.”

I looked back at Jamie and he was staring at me, eyes narrowed and lips pursed. “Now ye must tell me, Claire. What were ye doing that I interrupted?”

I shook my head. “It was nothing. Don’t worry about it.”

Jamie crossed his arms over his chest, stood up to his full height, and with eyebrows raised, gave me his best teacher ‘are you going to tell me the truth or are there going to have to be consequences’ look.

I shook my head and turned back to the task at the bed.

“Were you… touching yourself, then?” he asked, hesitant and slightly embarrassed.

I felt hugely embarrassed now. I wasn’t sure why.

I heard him approaching me from behind, and then felt his arms go around my midsection.

“Ri-palle,” he whispered in my ear. “You were lusting after me that morning, weren’t ye?”

“Yes,” I squeaked, then giggled as he nipped under my ear.

He laughed, held me a little bit longer, and then headed back to the kitchen. “We can discuss this more later, wee one. For now, I’ve got a job to finish and guests to prepare for.”

For the next hour until our guests arrived, I kept glancing up to see Jamie gazing at me with a smile. When he caught my eye he would shake his head and look away, unable to keep the grin from his face.

“Are ye truly going to make me work after you filled my belly with pizza goodness?” groaned Rupert. He looked down and patted his belly lovingly.

“We are putting together kits to give to young families,” Jamie said. “These simple things will prevent mosquito bites, and thus cut down on the number of boils and infections the children get.”

“Well, if ye put it that way,” Rupert grumbled begrudgingly. “But I dinna care for the way you’ve set this up, Claire.”

“What do you mean?” I asked. On the bed I had the mosquito netting in one neat pile followed by the towels and washcloths, the soap and antiseptic, and ending with the reel of rope Joe had included to provide for tying the mosquito netting up to the ceiling above the place the baby slept.

“I see it too,” said Angus. “You want us each to travel around your bed, each making a packet as we go.”

“Won’t that work?” I asked.

“Young lass,” said Rupert, “Ye of the land that gave the world Henry Ford and his Model T, as well as the first assembly lines…” he nodded proudly at me as I looked at him in surprise. “Ye didna think we Scottish children neglected to learn about the United States as we traveled through school, did you?”

“Work smarter, not harder,” said Angus, tapping his forehead with a finger. “Assembly line, lass.”

The boys soon had us each established at our own station. Rupert was unfolding each mosquito netting square twice so that it was large enough to create the packet. He handed those on, and Angus put on a towel and two washcloths. I added the antiseptic and soap, then gathered up the edges of the mosquito netting. While we had been setting up, Jamie had used his fishing knife to cut lengths of rope and used a lighter to melt the ends to secure them. Once the edges of the mosquito netting were gathered up, Jamie took the doubled rope and tied it around the gathered netting, ending with a rather attractive bow for such large hands.

We soon had a good rhythm going, and we would stop every once in a while to get new supplies from the boxes and pack the finished kits into one of the boxes we’d emptied first.

“Story time,” said Angus. “My students wore me out today, and this tedious task is likely to kill me.”

“What shall we tell?” I asked.

“First kiss,” said Rupert.

“You first,” I teased, holding the netting while Jamie maneuvered around my arms and hand to tie the rope.

“Of course,” Rupert responded. “For me, I was a dashing young fourteen-year-old. The lass was Mary Katherine MacKenzie. The ripe age of twelve. She was, of course, quite mature for her age,” he explained, using his hands to show us through gestures exactly what he meant by ‘mature.’

“Where did it occur?” I asked.

“Where did it NOT occur, more like,” Rupert bragged. “We kissed every chance we got. Before school, after mass. On the path to her house, in the shed at mine.”

“Did she let ye touch her bubbies?” Angus asked greedily.

“A gentleman never kisses and tell,” Rupert grinned, nodding ‘yes’ very clearly as he contradicted his own words.

“Okay, now you, Angus,” I directed. He looked thoughtful.

“Well,” he said, “There was my mum, and my sister, and my Auntie Jean, and my Uncle Henry.” The rest of us groaned, protesting.

“No,” insisted Jamie. “First real kiss. Sisters and cousins don’t count.”

“Well, then, I have nothing,” Angus joked. Finally we pried it out of him that his first kiss was with a girl he only knew for a week at sleep-away camp.

“Jamie?” Angus said, as we all turned towards him. He pretended to be fascinated by the rope in his hands, giving it his full attention as he used his knife to cut it to the correct length.

“Yes, Jamie,” said Rupert. “Time to spill it.”

“First kiss that mattered…” Jamie said, looking at me with that adorable twinkle in his eye. “Happened when I was twenty-two. I was on Majuro, and my uncle was in the next room.”

I leaned over and kissed him, and he responded by squeezing me with the arm that was not currently holding a knife.

“That’s cheating,” groaned Rupert.

Angus added indignantly, “Ye persist in disgusting us with your affection every single time we come to your house!”

I turned to them and rolled my eyes. “Okay, we’ve heard this before. We’re not likely to stop being affectionate with each other. So either stop coming to our house or get over it!”

Rupert grinned sheepishly. “We arena trying to overreact, lass. But truly, it just reminds us how randy we are and how unlikely we are to be able to do anything about it. So if you could occasionally have pity on us and not remind us that after we leave your house you’re quite likely to do the rumpy-pumpy, that’d be kind of you.”

“Really?” I said. “The rumpy-pumpy? All right, Rupert, out of respect for you, I’ll attempt to keep our affection to a minimum.”

“First kiss, Claire,” interrupted Jamie. “And you have to tell us the real one.”

“Well,” I said, climbing on the bed and sitting cross-legged, “My first kiss I was at the ripe old age of… seven.”

“Seven!” exclaimed Angus. “I kent ye were a floozy, but I didna realize how early it started.” Jamie gave him a dangerously fierce glare, but I could tell it was all meant in fun.

“What did you do to lead the lad on, lassie?” Rupert asked.

“Well, I had my hair in ponytails that day.” The boys looked at me slightly blankly, so I paused, split my locks down the center and pulled them to the sides in two handfuls above my ears. “And I was adorable,” I bragged, swishing my head back and forth and making the curls bounce. “I went out in the hallway to finish a project the teacher gave me, and I got this strange sense that there was someone behind me.”

“Who was it?” Jamie asked warily.

“Oh, it was Jacob Turner,” I said. “A first grader.”

“Robbing the cradle, even back then,” teased Rupert.

I shook my head at Rupert and finished my story. “Jake was planning on kissing the back of my head or something, but I sensed his presence right when he was going for it. So I whirled around and he kissed me on the corner of my lips. I was disgusted!”

After the chuckles subsided, I turned back to Jamie. “No cheating, babe. First kiss.”

“I was a little bit of a prat in grade school,” said Jamie. “So I didna have many chances for that. I had a girlfriend when I was fourteen, but never got up the nerve to try anything wi’ her, and then we broke up. I didna date again until I was sixteen.”

Angus was staring at Jamie. “It wasn’t?” His face asked a question.

“Laoghaire,” finished Rupert. I could tell by the blush on Jamie’s cheeks and the combination of surprise and horror on Rupert & Angus’s faces that there would be many more stories about this girl to hear in the future.

After Rupert and Angus had left and we’d washed the dishes, I grinned at my husband. “Fancy some rumpy-pumpy?” I asked Jamie.

“I’m thinking that you started a story earlier that I’d like to have you finish. I’m definitely interested in hearing about what I interrupted that day I helped rescue you from the spider,” Jamie responded.

“Well….” I began with a grin, well aware that both of us were probably going to get what we were hoping for.

Next in story order. Not a new chapter, but I’ll begin adding to the end again soon.

Chapter 2 : Snorkelbathing What do you do to combat the farmiest of farmers’ tans?

#book 2 beginnings #gotta re-introduce rupert and angus #jamie x claire #alternate universe #canon divergent #outlander fanfic #betweensceneswriter #jimjeran #marshall islands

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Spots

This is my first posted fic! Id love feedback and suggestions and just to be part of all the love this fandom has to offer! Thanks for reading hit me up, lots of love. Wakanda forever ~Trusted

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She moves quickly back out of sight “I didn’t see them! We can still tell Auntie Tee that you kept your claws put away.”

“Guns,” He’s quick to correct, ain’t no reason to play her games “Don’t let them hold your tongue you got shit to say then say it.”

“When you go and be king... you goin’ forget ‘bout me?”

“Whatchu thinkin?” Probably gonna be some soldier build a bear waste of money.

“A spot! So we can match,”

When she settles in front of him head up, eyes on him just like he taught her, he tilts his head and smacks his teeth and grabs one of his knives out of its sheath “Aight, gimme yo arm”

“Yessir”, she says,twitching and jumpy, her eyes squeezed shut before fluttering open to peek at him,”Don’t miss, Kay?”

#Erik stevens Dadmonger kill monger baby monger Black panther Marvel

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ok, i gotta get it all down before i forget (but could i really ever???) so here is an extremely long, very spoiler-iffic

loren’s spongebob-musical-sperience

i attended the 8pm performance on friday, 24th nov and it was....

AMAZING!!!

i have never ever had such a wonderful time at a theatre. so first off i was on the front row mezzanine toward the left with my bestie and my sister, so we were at a really, really good vantage point. we...we very very enthusiastic, possibly verging on obnoxious...but being so close to that barrier...well. we were basically hanging right over.

i’m just gonna go through the numbers. obviously i have seen the chi boot so i was comparing what i could to what i’ve seen. if you’ve seen the thanksgiving performance it was mostly that beyond what we’re familiar with with spongebob going through and meeting all his friends around town, and like. oh man, that new newsies choreography was AH-MAZING! it was all so funny, ethan’s little spongebob walk and the way danny sort of...rolled into his appearance when he gets introduced. then of course there’s the new krusty krab set which was SO nice (and gets even cooler later!) but there was a scene with squidward and spongebob getting a lot more into that dynamic from the cartoon, and this hilarious little bit where SB puts his hand down on the stove and then, when he notices that it’s burning...he flips it over so he can cook that hand nice and even on both sides. and there’s a part where he hangs his spatula on squidward’s finger while he sings a new and improved and even more emotional ‘please be proud of me dad mr krabs’ part.

so the order was different from chicago because it goes bikini bottom day -> no control -> B.F.F. whereas the previous order was B.F.F. before no control. no control isn’t a fave of mine but it was VERY fun to watch and ethan did extra little contorty gymnasticy bits along with his split :’) but at the end... so the crowd screaming melts away leaving patrick screaming in the middle in his house before SB finds him -- that was absolutely hysterical. danny had a lot more opportunities to shine as a comedian, so many more jokes for patrick and he was so, so, soooo funny. but anyways - B.F.F. was very lovely - though i noticed no best friend handshake this time around as i’d seen from the rehearsal footage. the new painted cardboard letters were so fun and cute looking and it was just a really fun number - plus ethan and danny’s harmonies at the hand were so lovely!!!

then there’s a bit more of everyone freaking out before we get to going get tough which was!!! mind boggling!!! i did not think at first that wesley could rap because the first verse started and seemed quite slow, and it sounded particularly empty without karen’s beatboxing. but then. oh BOY. it suddenly became amazing. first, he did a big ol’ dance break with the plankton puppet attached to his shoe and a little spotlight on him to make you focus on watching him dance and then-- and THEN. OH. MY GOSH. THE SUPER FAST RAP VERSE. ABSOLUTELY ASTOUNDING. my sis, pal and i were losing. our. minds up there. it absolutely blew us away. i need to just say that wesley is absolutely fantastic as plankton, and clearly love love loves getting to play him. his voice is almost a dead ringer for mister lawrence and his whole manner is just. hilarious. absolutely brilliant.

okay! the next number is simple sponge! i didnt notice any lyric changes but i did think it was absolutely hysterical the way krabs slowly backed up while quietly echoing ‘simple sponge, simple sponge’ - too funny. he stood at the back on the higher balcony in front of the neon krusty krab sign and really hammed it up for the ‘you are still a simple sponge’ parts. and the neon sponge dance, oh my lordy!!! it looked so so SO good live! they adjusted the shape for gary so he is more obviously a snail. and they did a little belt around SB’s waist at the ‘own dojo’ line. and boY!!! that ethan slater!!! absolutely slaying!!! he didn’t go for the super super high note but what he did do was still awesome and super powerful. love love love that boy. plus, he kept up using it as a way of pepping himself up, so on his way to different locations he was chanting ‘i am not a simple sponge’ to himself.

okay, next up was daddy knows best. so, by now we probably all know that jai’len absolutely SLAYS as pearl. honestly, the whole audience was completely losing it every single time that girl opened her mouth. she was utterly, utterly PHENOMENAL. i never heard a voice like that!!! but okay so first SB comes up to the krab trying to tell everyone that they don’t have to leave town because he’s got a plan. krabs is busy packing and pearl is trying to decide what to wear to the benefit concert. she brings out two pink prom style dresses, a long and a short, but krabs tells her she’s not going (this is an interesting dynamic to them that i prefer from the chicago - it seems less like krabs is uncaring and disinterested in pearl and more like he’s an overprotective dad - still well meaning despite his blunders. i also noticed he did not say ‘yeah’ when pearl asks ‘is money more important than me?’ in act 2 which made me feel a bit better.) ANYWAY. spongebob takes the dresses and slips the shorter one’s hanger over his head so it looks like he’s wearing it and it is adorable. then when the song is going on, krabs instructs SB to cover his eyes (and he does so, for the rest of the number) while krabs cracks open all the doors and set pieces and to reveal all of where he’s hidden his money, so it’s all this seriously shiny gold coinage and it’s absolutely brilliant!!! i did notice that this time around pearl did not do any overdramatic sobbing, which was a little disappointing, but her amazing amazing singing made up for the little lack of comedy. then it got SAD because pearl sits own on the corner of the stage, genuinely upset, but there’s a very sweet moment where SB sits down with her and tries to comfort her a little bit. it. was. precious, and made me think of all the times SB helps pearl out in the cartoon because. he’s the best big(little) brother ever.

and then... HERO IS MY MIDDLE NAME! oh boy. okay. so, when sandy’s running from the mob, holy heck. the theme there on racist commentary is...oh. my god. every time this was brought up i could not stop crying. so sandy walks into the centre of the stage and on the right, a couple fish spray paint the words ‘LAND MAMMAL GO HOME’ and!! god!!! it was absolutely heartbreaking, lilli’s acting at this point had me full of tears. she said in this quiet voice -- i thought this was my home and MAN. SO SAD. then it goes into the song and...patrick did not carry spongebob in this time around, so, bummer, and i noticed there’s a lot less physical interaction between the team of tres than before - spongebob doesn’t extend his hand to sandy and sandy knocks out a bunch of plus squirrels in cowboy hats instead of striking pat and SB - both are pretty dang funny though so its all good. during this performance sandy did not sing the new verse heard at the playbill preview event, so i was a lil disappointed in that too, but all the fun little moves and dances were still really good - and the team of tres high-five handshake from bikini bottom day happened again, except this time with sandy in the middle. would have been cool if they full circled it at some point with patrick in the middle, but it ain’t no big thang. anyway - hero is my favourite song and it was so fun to hear live -- again the harmonies were absolutely fantastic!!! PLUS. SO SO BADASS, and this made me cry too -- patrick and spongebob hold up the board that ‘mammal go home’ had been sprayed on, and sandy kicks it to break it in half, they cheer, and then the boys toss the board away. SO. GOOD.

and now! SUPER SEA STAR SAVIOUR! this one was AH-MAZING. the new costumes for the sardine followers are absolutely gorgeous and i massively prefer them, and the new choregoraphy. wow wow WOW. okay. so they added this dance break to it where they all bust out tambourines and patrick does a hamboning thing with the tambouring like in the first movie. i did not expect at all that this would be a thing because in chi during dance numbers danny was typically at the back but here!!! WOW!!! he has clearly improved so much as a performer and this lil tambourine dance was SO GOOD. and then of course his singing was amazing, he was nailing those high notes, and and and!!! he did this funny little thing where he blessed all the sardines by sort of karate chopping their heads a lil bit, and the whole thing was. so phenomenal.

then of course there’s the breakup scene, where they acted a bit... spongebob did not seem as much hurt and sad as hurt and angry, and they insulted each other a bit first - ‘at least i dont live in a fruit!’ ‘at least im not pink!’ (hysterical) before they go fine, fine, fine! and then...well. then spongebob gets sadder, and he sits right down in ‘defeat corner’ much like pearl did earlier after daddy knows best. then it goes into tomorrow is, which was absolutely as beautiful as i’d hoped -- lilli and ethan’s voices together are my absolute favourites and!!! it got so very emotional. again i noticed that krabs sticks very close to pearl in a protective way here, although i was again a lil disappointed that plankton and karen don’t emerge very obviously post-coitus... they still dont seem to have quite reached that point this time around. THEN ANYWAY INTERMISSION TIME.

this was where i freaked out a little, talked to a friend, wiped my tears, freaked out a little more, and then by the time i was done talking and freaking, patchy had hurried back onto stage.

so it seems jon rua cannot play the accordion, but they got around this by having him have written some sheet music he’d come up with on a piece of very piratey parchment, which was passed along down the on-stage band who pretty much just passed it along with no regard. nothing was really different about the poor pirates number beyond patchy not having the accordion, it was still very fun but over quickly enough that we could get back to the action.

then its bikini bottom day reprise which is much like in chicago, except allan k. washington now plays gary, so he sat off a little ways to the side on stage to do the meows whilst visible on stage. i have no strong feelings on this - i think its kinda fun i guess!

BIKINI BOTTOM BOOGIE WAS FANTASTIC. i never loved it that much as a song on its own and didnt enjoy it that much in the chi boot - i liked it a bit more on the cast album but HOLY HECK. ON STAGE. so of course pearl is singing along and that gives jai’len another change to shine shine shine, and holy HECK. okay. there is a part where kyle matthew hamilton does a skating trick on TWO SKATEBOARDS. STACKED ON TOP OF EACH OTHER. again -- i freakin lost my mind!!! it was unbelievable!!!

chop to the top was pretty similar to chi, a couple of lyric changes but they did much the same stuff - it seemed a bit slicker and all put together better than in chi, and there were a couple more projections to give the boxes more of a lava-y effect. the harmonies between ethan and lilli again -- absolutely a m a z i n g.

now we get to another part that made me very emotional but i held in my tears this time. it leads in with patrick and the sardines but this time around they make it more obvious that he’s thinking about spongebob when he recounts the memories of his stretchy couch, because he says ‘spongebob and i this, spongebob and i that...’ and when they ask him what more do you need he repeats it in this hearbreaking little way. yeah. what more do i need? before he goes into the song. its just as emotional as on the album, but on stage ethan and lilli do a little bit more miming that they’re climbing the mountain while danny’s singing. then there’s no dailogue lead into spongebob’s verse, he just goes into it. there’s something about danny’s face when he sings this song, he just looked like his heart was breaking. he’s so, so good. the emotion breaks just a little at the end - sandy sounds a bit more impatient than before when she says ‘come on spongebob, this mountain won’t climb itself’ and SB goes ‘unless--’ ‘no it WON’T, spongebob!’ so i ended up giggling there in a bit i didnt before. not a bad thing, but i did kind of want to cry during that number all the same.

anyway. THEN WE GO INTO THE SHOWSTOPPER. NOT A LOSER. it looked pretty much the same as in chi BUT. SO SO SO AMAZING TO SEE LIVE. nothing to really say except that it was utterly perfect, and so, so so very very sparkly and beautiful. and the audience applauded for AGES. gavin just stood there holding that final post as we cheered and cheered and cheered. so so so amazing!!!

then its back to spongebob and sandy on the mountain. they added a little thing for plankton and karen where they use an ‘avalanche maker’ which makes them the reason spongebob gets knocked out on the mountain, and. oh, holy goodness, okay, here we go. before i get to the reunion, let’s spin back to plankton and karen. who...so ppl have probably already talked about this but. big guy. big guy. he gets her to call him big guy, moans every time, and then they have this BIG DAMN MAKE-OUT. there’s this bright, glittery projection of hearts and sparkles as they do so, and it’s just. oh my god. losing my mind yet again. SO much cheering from the audience.

right, and back to the mountain. the audience reaction to patrick flying down on the jetpack. glorious. we were all loving it. and then the reunion, oh my gosh! very very heartfelt, they changed the dialogue so the boys say a lot more emotional and genuine stuff to each other before they hug (though it was quite a brief hug) (and they did not do the ‘we are back’ dance, they just did the ‘best friends’ dance which i dont think was quite as funny but okay.) then...then we have the final part with the volcano. it was especially funny here because both ethan and lilli did cartwheels, and then danny lifted his arms like he was going to do one too...and then just kept on running. brill. then spongebob climbs the mountain and my sis and pal were all holding each other in fear because at one point it really felt like ethan might fall. obviously he had his harness but still. TERROR. then when he threw the interruptor. BLINDING! but awesome.

okay. hurrying along to the best day ever. i started crying right during the speech and continued to weep on and off ‘til the end at this point. i noticed perhaps due to tiredness or maybe real feeling but ethan kind of dropped out of the spongebob voice and delivered the really powerful speech in a voice more like his own which....ahhh. it had me weeping. plus, sandy took on a little bit of the speech at the start, and i just love the demonstration of spongebob and sandy’s strong loyalty to each other in both songs, dialogue and action. anyway. then of course the song starts and i absolutely adore how they staged it -- spongebob has a little interaction with almost every character and a lot of the time tailored to who they are -- so he joins in with a sardine’s hand motion, obviously shakes the mayor’s hand very officiously, and brings a lot of the characters together before they all join hands -- and SB was stood between pat and sandy when i saw it, which i like better than when he was between sandy and the mayor because...agh!!! what if that was it for them!? the whole thing of the best day ever absolutely has me bawling almost every time i listen to it, because they all come together to be joyful one last time before they thing they could all just...die.

god, i wish there was a way i could re-live the end when they all celebrate though, because i could not take in everything. i noticed that pearl and krabs hug, and sandy and SB hug each other before patrick runs in to join them. and. OKAY. SO THE RACISM THING COMES BACK AGAIN HERE AND. BY JOVE.

so the whole time, it’s been jenkins that lead the charge against sandy, which is horribly fitting as he represents...every old white man running the world right now, so how important and monumental that he is also the one to tell her you saved us. but then...god... they ask what happens now and sandy says -- i guess i’m leaving. and jenkins asks her to please stay, reminds her that in their town everyone should be welcome. and she says--

she says-- i don’t know if i can trust you, these people, anymore.

cue TEARS. i was absolutely sobbing here. i mean, you’d think, right? in spongebob, it’d be easy. she’d just be like ‘okay, you’ve convinced me’, but she didn’t. it was such a raw and real moment and lilli absolutely killed it. SO emotional. and then ethan steps up and, again, in not such a spongebobby voice, in a much more mature tone, he begs her to give the town another chance, and the whole time he’s been reminding her that she never deserved it but he understands if she wants to go -- he tries one last time and the town comes together ‘til sandy agrees to stay.

then or course, the town makes their own band. this was SO lovely because sandy takes the second line instead of krabs, and all the instruments were painted and decorated to be super bright colourful, it was so gloriously chaotic and wonderful. then of course the theme song!!! me and my squad screamed out lungs out and waved and cheered like crazy and ethan totally caught our eye!!! big, blessed moment.

at the stage door...almost every cast member we spoke to was like ‘i saw you three up on the mezzanine!’ stephanie hsu was very VERY lovely and me and hailey spoke to her about the art we gave her, she told us it made her so happy which made us so happy, we talked to oneika phillips about her cool hair and her very cool wig and makeup, lauralyn mclelland noticed my blue eyebrows that matched hers, and kelvin moon loh. oh my god. he gave me a little 20 cent wahlgreens print he’d made of a fanart i’d done for him that he’d set as his twitter and facebook pics -- he said he’d made copies for his family, signed them all...then went back inside to his dressing room to get me one.

i managed to give some badges and fridge magnets i made to lilli, danny (i slightly brushed his hand with mine and!!! got embarassed but he was sooooo lovely) (on his way out he held the starfish magnet up for me to see like yeeeah!) and also to ethan, who came out last when a lot of the crowd has dispersed, so he was the only cast member we snagged a pic with.

but the real highlight!? TINA. FREAKING. LANDAU. was also there. she was just stood behind me in the crowd looking out for ethan to make sure he got through okay. i got a bit giddy and emotional trying to tell her how much the show meant to me, and we shook hands but...it was no simple handshake, no. she took my hand in both of hers and gosh!!! i’ve never felt more blessed.

it was honestly. the best, best, best day ever. i left with a t-shirt and a streamer worn as a scarf and a stack of rescued playbills, and everything was absolutely wonderful.

#the spongebob musical #a big ol' review #emphasis on big #this took me about 2 hours to type up omg #its just adoring nonsense #there's stuff i didnt love but i mostly tried to keep it out of this because #i just want to express #ive never ever EVER loved something so much #in my life

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Isreal, Australia and New Zealand.

BARBY CLUB, TEL AVIV, ISRAEl!

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Our second trip to Israel!

Complete with me nursing a really bad sore throat and chest;(

Not too many death threats this time I believe, what a world eh! Quite a long flight, but flies by with the boys. Immigration is easy until our sound guy gets dragged off for questioning about his granddad (who he never knew?).

He is kept for a long time, which is a little worrying, but is eventually let in and never really found out what it was all about?

His Big Bad Grandad sounds interesting!

The road works (in the centre of Tel Aviv at midnight???) hold up our arrival at the hotel for a couple of hours, with all the roads leading to it closed. What a mess! We end up walking, which with the equipment isn’t easy;(

A lovely day dawns and our wacky little hotel called Hotel Cinema, has film posters and projectors everywhere. I am in the actual projection room at the top of the old theatre, complete with hole for the lens to poke through, really weird. I grab a haircut by the Mighty Zohan and a lovely pizza. The area we are in is very vibrant, in other words …..Rocking! The gig looms and we being joined today by Hadar Goldman, an Israeli violinist from the punk band Ciam, whose other claim to fame is the purchase of Ian Curtis’s old house, 77, Barton Street, Macclesfield. Hadar wanted to open it up as a museum but has not been successful so far, sadly. Could be a job for me in my dotage as a curator, like Night at The Museum eh?;)

Anyway, he is very nervous but the lads are on top form and the gig goes great from start to finish. Hadar is great on Atmosphere and Autosuggestion, and the three hours fly by! The lads are off early the next day to OZ but I don’t follow until the night of the day after, so have a bit of time to kill.

It is Yom Kippur here and everyone seems really worried I will starve to death. So like a real student, I invest in two Pot Noodle’s and a load of chocolate and after raiding the breakfast buffet, I think I will survive;) I sleep again after brekkie and wake and walk down to the beach. Spending the whole afternoon just watching the world go by.

Yom Kippur lasts from dusk until dusk the next day and as the sun goes down the noise levels decrease, until the only sounds you can hear are the children playing in the deserted streets. Breakfast is provided on Sunday for us and my wonderful hosts have hired me a mountain bike for what is called ‘Childrens Day’ here.

I have not cycled for years so am a little apprehensive to say the least. I get the bike on the street and it is really strange…..There are no cars at all! The whole place is deserted with every shop closed. The only problem is my chest….I am like puffin’ Billy.

In the old days there would be no power or phones in the city I am told. The leaves soon settle in the road and it gives a post apocalyptic feel as I cycle along topless the leaves blowing round me. I go down through the deserted market to the beachfront, and there the place is completely alive, with thousands of kids on every size and kind of bike, motorised skateboards and tons of electric scooters everywhere. It is completely magical, it really is.

I AM SPELLBOUND;)

I love the bike and watching the kids in huge groups cycling along the freeways and empty streets is heart warming, it really is and I only give up because I am worried about getting sunburnt, heading back to the hotel for a hat and a T-shirt and a Pot Noodle. I go back in the afternoon suitably attired and ride and ride, until I have to give up because my arse is so sore (no 50p jokes please!). As the sun sets the city gets back to normal all too soon with the noise level rising to it’s usual roar by 7p.m. On the way to the airport for my flight to Oz the busy, noisy streets seem so coarse compared to how they were a few hours before, what a shame. I sail through Immigration/Customs, my granddad must have been ok? (Didn’t know him either;(

I begin a to long trip to Australia, one of my favourite places on earth.

METRO THEATRE, SYDNEY, AUSTRALIA

Throat and chest still bad but we persevere;)

I arrive the day of the gig so by the time gig time comes I am completely addled. It reminds me of being drunk, it really does. This Joy Division ‘2 album’ night was added at short notice after our Japanese gigs fell through, but is very well attended. Great to play Closer again, wonderful. Martin our new keyboard player is top from start to finish, a great response. I crawl off to bed exhausted. Not much time to relax because we are off the next day for a gig at….

CORNER HOTEL, MELBOURNE, AUSTRALIA

Lovely to be back, a beautiful city, very Parisien. It was here that I wrote most of The Hacienda Book funnily enough, when I was Djing at Parklife in 2008, you got the week off in-between so I thought it was a great time to start. Australia looms large in my books lives, as you will see later;)

The on stage sound is tough at this place, which I remember all too well from last time, but the gig goes great and is Sold Out! Too. Great reception for both Unknown Pleasures and Closer, yet again! An almost humane leave sees us off to……

THE STUDIO, AUCKLAND, NEW ZEALAND

Another beautiful country and now we have a lot of English friends living here now. Hi Carol;) Back to Substance tonight, which is nice.

I have to give in here, I am finding it hard to sleep my chest is crackling that much, so a trip to the Doctor’s beckons. Strangely both me and Pottsy have the same problem???

The Doctor says I am ‘crackly’ and he is ‘wheezy’,

‘Where’s Grumpy?’ I ask?

He doesn’t laugh;(

$350 Dollars light and we are both Amoxcycillined up and off we go.

Gig goes great from start to finish. Still struggling with my throat which is really annoying Grrrrr! I am waiting for the Biotics still to kick in. But I take it easy by cycling all over the place puffing gently. It’s my new thang!

It’s wonderful how both countries are completely suited, and go out of their way to encourage cycling. I follow the river past the Zoo all the way down to the centre of the city. Then get embarrassed because I am the only one topless? So head back. Hard on the chest again but well worth it! Grab a Kebab before the gig and I am ready!

The place is packed and gig goes great. The lads are on fire.

Ecstatic reception to both records!

Catch up with a few old mates, lovely to see you again Platty;) Next stop…

THE TIVOLI, BRISBANE, AUSTRALIA

Back to Substance and another Sold Out gig. This getting boring….only joking, after all our hard work it is the best compliment ever, thank you all.

Nice venue and everything goes well, recovering nicely;) Off early tomorrow so after more smashed Avacado we are off to…

THE GOV, ADELAIDE, AUSTRALIA

Another beautiful place.

Nice, quiet and very suburban. Lovely old theatre venue that is packed and of course….Sold Out! Bit of an altercation with some fans at the front, but it is soon sorted and the bouncer tells me it’s the same guys he threw out last time we were here….go figure? Very cold here at night in spring, so wrap up if you are visting. Up earlish to hop over to …….

CORNER HOTEL, Concert’s 1, 2, AND 3, MELBOURNE, AUSTRALIA

1.I feel marginally better today, thank god!

So have a lovely first day here, visit the Dior exhibition at the Museum along with The Great Wave exhibition by the Japanese Ukiyo-e artist Hokusa

A very cultural day indeed! Enjoy a lovely stroll back to the Hotel and struggle through a short gym session, which does make me feel better.

It’s gig time before I know it and it’s back to The Metro for the struggle with the foldback.

Gig is a struggle and I cannot get the vibe, but it goes down well I must admit. Nice early night.

2.Have a lovely Big Morning out for breakfast/Brunch with Viv (Big Day Out owner and very old friend) and one Zombie film later am ready for round two.

DING DING! Better gig tonight, great audience, sound still shit. The only place that sounds worse than this place is our very own Fac251 The Factory, where there is nothing you can do to combat it, believe me we have tried everything.

Lovely to see Viv Lees, with his son at the concert too. God we are getting old!

3.Last night and we turn down a bit onstage and magically it sounds better for it. Play really well and great reaction gives us heart for our long trek to…….

THE ASTOR THEATRE, PERTH, WESTERN AUSTRALIA

This is one of my favourite places on earth. It really has to be seen to be believed, and that’s despite nearly dying from food poisoning here once see Inside New Order for details;) I am so happy we are finishing here. Stay in a wonderful Casino Hotel that is HUGE! Great pools inside and out, huge gym and as I am feeling a lot better I get in there and have a great workout, so good to be back to normal. Finish off the day sunbathing with a Virgin Mary and with dinner at their very own NOBU, am ready for whatever the concert brings.

Tonight we are back at one of my favourite venues. It’s an old Cinema complex transformed into a great gig. The dressing room used to be one of the smaller theatre’s but they have normal dressing rooms now….Boo Hoo! Do the meet and greet like a Old Mancunian Santa Claus then it’s the show, Sold Out show did I say? Hee Hee!

The sound is great, the audience is great, band is great!

What a wonderful end. I thank everyone and we are done ready for home, but Oops…… I forget to thank Phil Murphy and Steve Jones and they will not let me forget it either, sorry boys;(

Nice to see Brian Jary (I used to sit next to him at Salford Grammar in 1967) and his wife, along with Ken and Georgina our old friends too;) Wake to a huge storm, which is beautiful to watch.

After a fantastic breakfast with the biggest Las Vegas style buffet I have ever seen, Dan our Tour Manager takes us to the airport for the first of our three planes home.

Thank you for such a fantastic time…..EVERYONE!

Cheers Hooky, ’17.

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WHIMSICAL ILLUSTRATIONS BY ESRA RØISE

It’s Friday Book Lovers & I for one couldn’t be more thankful! last weekend I was in Philadelphia with my boyfriend, a city that’s quickly becoming a favorite for its rich history, food, awesome human beings & of course home of Rocky! 🥊 this weekend however is going to be more chill, staying local with a trip to one of my tiny humans favorite parks that offers up some good waterside scenic paths to ride bikes. I anticipate some down time (perhaps a smidge haha!) where I can squeeze in reading, most likely while meal prepping. I’m trying to get into the habit of always having an audiobook playing while multi-tasking & so far its been fun & productive. This week was pretty big for the YA publishing world with the release of SJ Maas House of Earth and Blood & Cassandra Clare’s Chain of Gold! 🤗 although I can’t partake in the Chain of Gold excitement just yet since I’ve yet to read Lady Midnight, I am wishing all those who are, a great reading experience! 🖤

AN ANONYMOUS GIRL – By the time this post goes live I’ll probably have finished listening to this audiobook from Libby. For the most part I enjoy choosing thrillers blindly since Synopsis tend to give away too much. This has been an interesting listen, not at all what I expected & I’m not sure yet if that’s a good or bad thing. This is a heavy on narcissism read where the MC becomes extremely co-dependent in sick twisted triangle of sorts. Not in a romantic way at all but in a sick twisted spider caught in a web sort of way, my thoughts will be delivered in a spoiler free mini review.

HOUSE OF EARTH AND BLOOD – This beauty is FINALLY out in the world & yes I’ve dropped all other physical reads to dedicate my time to this story. I’m not very far in it at all but I do now have a Kindle copy which will make it easier to read on my down time. This is SJ Maas’ first adult Fantasy & so far I’m getting all of the Urban Fantasy vibeZ I’ve been craving with complex world building for the win. High hopes here Book Lovers! HIGH hopes *fingers crossed*

DOCILE –

“There is no consent under capitalism

Docile is a science fiction parable about love and sex, wealth and debt, abuse and power, a challenging tour de force that at turns seduces and startles.

To be a Docile is to be kept, body and soul, for the uses of the owner of your contract. To be a Docile is to forget, to disappear, to hide inside your body from the horrors of your service. To be a Docile is to sell yourself to pay your parents’ debts and buy your children’s future.” —I’ve heard from a few trusted friends that this is quite the compulsive read & I’ve really been craving my next sci-fi read. I’ve also heard this deals with very murky consensual sex

DEMON SLAYER VOLUME 1 – While In a Philly comic shop I was on my phone looking for some top Manga recommendations when I came across Demon Slayer. Instantly sucked in by the sibling relationship portrayed on the cover I went looking for the 1st volume which was sold out! turns out it’s a hit manga that’s already on Hulu & now I was set on getting my hands on it. I ended up getting a copy at a Barnes & Nobles where I read the first 20 pages & grew attached to the MC Tanjiro. More thoughts to come, I may just review this manga in batches as I go through the volumes which I predict will happen rather quickly 🙂

Gentefied (Season 1) was mentioned to me by Jessica a Bookstagrammer (Litnoob) I enjoy watching for their stories & in depth bookish thoughts. Gentefied is about three cousins with many differences who come together to save their grandfather’s taco shop (YUM!) which is struggling in a LATINX community faced with gentrification. I was looking for my next Netflix binge & am so very thankful for this recc! ❤

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tyrannobro · 7 years

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more oc thangs ewe cause @msrenai21 did theirs http://msrenai21.tumblr.com/post/161872687954/oc-stuff ain’t it fab i did my guzmeria chitterins op-http://mutedcat.tumblr.com/post/134298790244/ask-about-my-oc @mutedcat

Raf

What is their worst fear? Raf has a crippling fear of heights. When he was tiny he had gotten stuck in a tree and Guzma and Plumeria couldn't find him for hours

Does your OC have a temper? Raf actually does have quite a temper but its restrained underneath his cheerful personality and friendliness. You'll know when that temper is out if he says "what the hell is wrong with you"

Religious beliefs? Raf believes in the Tapus but has been through Baloo's stuff and thinks Yveltal/Xerneas/Zygarde are pretty cool

Height? As a tot he was 4'10" then he hit puberty and jumped to 6'2" and is still going

Weight? Dunno bro he was a kinda chubby kid with a squishable face and tummy then teenager happened and only his face stayed squishy

What is something that they really regret? He honest to gods had a period in his life where he regretted being born because of Emma and Kea but he got over it

Something they’re proud of? He's crazy proud of his sister Iris for all her accomplishments given how weak and reserved she used to be

What is something they really hate? Raf hates being looked down on. If he thinks you are doing this to him he will be far from amused

Now something they really love? Raf loves food. Any kind of food

How does your OC react when they’re embarrassed? He covers his face and turns bright red before trying to blindly escape the situation

Birthday! December 18th

Are they a morning person or a night owl? Raf is a midday person. He will sleep like the dead and be cheerful in the morning. Plumeria honestly struggles with all thoughts of how he can be like that without killing someone

Is there anything you would have changed about your OC? Originally Raf was going to be mute or blind as a result of his birth and Plumeria would be too distraught to have anymore children despite Raf and Guzma's best efforts to cheer her up

If you could compare your OC to an animal what would that be? A golden retriever puppy

Give me a description of their family Very... Diverse

Are they good with technology? Raf used to have a phone but he kept forgetting he had and it got broken

Describe some of their hobbies! One thing Raf loves to do is arrange flowers. Yes it does not help his case against Emma but he likes it

Describe their sleeping habits Raf sleeps like he died and is always sprawled out unless Iris decides to climb into bed with him then he just kinda curls up around her. Makes Camellia jealous enough to climb into bed with them and get dragged into the cuddle puddle

What are some of their strengths Besides physical strength, Raf has the ability to sort out any disagreement

What are some of their weaknesses He is far too nice and very easy to take advantage of

Do they suffer any mental disorders? (PTSD/Depression etc) Nope

Do they have any physical impairments (Blind/Deaf/Loss of a limb) Neh

Camellia

What is their worst fear? Camellia is afraid of constant mediocrity, disappointment, being alone and the dark

Does your OC have a temper? I feel like temper and aggression are two different things but she has both

Religious beliefs? Camellia believes in Tapu Bulu

Height? She peaked at 5'6" and is pissed about it

Weight? Is kinda stuck at average and also hates that

What is something that they really regret? Camellia regrets ever becoming aggressive. She isn't sure if she can stop at this point

Something they’re proud of? Her ability to strike fear into the hearts of others with a stare

What is something they really hate? Prolly herself or her paternal grandfather. Its a toss up

Now something they really love? Like Raf she loves food

How does your OC react when they’re embarrassed? Not sure how she manages to do it but she fluffs out and slowly backs away before anyone can see her

Birthday! January 28th

Are they a morning person or a night owl? Definitely a morning person. Waking her at night is impossible especially if she went to sleep with Raf and Iris

Is there anything you would have changed about your OC? Made her like Iris and not this destructive she-beast that she is

If you could compare your OC to an animal what would that be? Prolly a bear

Give me a description of their family To Camellia, her family is insane. But they're her insane

Are they good with technology? Camellia is technologically handicapped. If her life depended on sending an email or fixing a microwave clock, she would die

Describe some of their hobbies! Camella loves painting. She loves to find a place that looks really pretty and just attempt to mimic it on paper

Describe their sleeping habits Camellia sleeps curled up in a ball like a cat unless she's with Raf and Iris then she'll keep Iris squished between her and Raf where its safe and warm

What are some of their strengths Someone said they saw her punch a Machamp into submission

What are some of their weaknesses She's actually really sensitive. If you say something mean to her, she may not cry right there, she may not even cry while she's kicking your ass in a circle but she'll sob like an injured baby at home

Do they suffer any mental disorders? (PTSD/Depression etc) Besides her low self-esteem and self-loathing to the level of being a danger to herself... No

Do they have any physical impairments (Blind/Deaf/Loss of a limb) For some reason still unknown, Camellia is rapidly losing pigment in her hair and recently her vision has started to get bad

Iris

What is their worst fear? Iris is afraid of dying before she's 20, thunderstorms and water she can't see the bottom of

Does your OC have a temper? Not at all

Religious beliefs? Iris believes in the Tapus but thinks Shaymin, Celebi, Victini and Jirachi are adorable

Height? She topped off at 5'7"

Weight? Very very much underweight

What is something that they really regret? Like Raf she regrets being born because of how sick and weak she is and feared she was a drain on her family

Something they’re proud of? She's actually really proud of her battle prowess and started saying she can beat you down and not let up if she wanted

What is something they really hate? Iris hates being sick

Now something they really love? Iris loves fire types. She thinks the way fire can be used for so many things is really neat

How does your OC react when they’re embarrassed? She'll just freeze up and be unresponsive for several hours

Birthday! January 28th

Are they a morning person or a night owl? Iris is most alert at night and unless she's wrapped up like a burrito she'll stay awake

Is there anything you would have changed about your OC? She woulda looked cuter with fluffy white Guz hair

If you could compare your OC to an animal what would that be? A munchkin kitten

Give me a description of their family Iris thinks they're great

Are they good with technology? Iris is pretty good with technology and is probably the reason Guzma and Raf still have somewhat functioning phones and computers

Describe some of their hobbies! Iris does enjoy knitting and sewing

Describe their sleeping habits Iris sleeps on her belly most of the time and especially if she's asleep on Raf or Guzma

What are some of their strengths One terrified noise from her has the ability to summon Guzma

What are some of their weaknesses She'll get hurt trying to avoid confrontation and defeat the purpose

Do they suffer any mental disorders? (PTSD/Depression etc) Nope

Do they have any physical impairments (Blind/Deaf/Loss of a limb) Not sure illness counts

#my ocs #guzmeria #lookit my chitterins #the chitterins

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mollyshaj · 7 years

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31.

Ebony

“Alright Kaylin damn!” I shouted as I walked out the bedroom. “Steady repeating yourself like I’m dumb or some shit.”

“If you did it the first time I said it I wouldn’t need to repeat myself now would I?” He asked while following me. I turned around and looked at him like he was stupid; he clearly had life fucked up.

“I don’t know who the fuck you think I am but I’m not your child so don’t talk to me like you fucked my mama and created me nigga.”

“I’m just saying, they’re hungry Ebony they need breakfast.”

“So why wouldn’t you do it? I was asleep and you felt the need to come wake me up to something you could’ve done yourself. You’re really pissing me the fuck off you might want to leave me alone my nigga.” I went downstairs to the kitchen so I could cook breakfast for Jayden and Angelic.

The whole time I was making breakfast I was trying to calm myself down because I was beyond pissed off. First I barely got any sleep last night because Angelic was up talking about her tummy hurting and who do you think was getting up every time she came in our bedroom crying and whining? It damn sure wasn’t her father, it was me. Now when I finally get to sleep he wants to wake me up to make breakfast like his hands are broken.

Once I was done cooking the back, eggs and grits I made for breakfast I called Jayden downstairs and told him to bring Angelic with him. When they came in the kitchen I put their plates on the table and they sat down.

“You want juice LiLi?” Jayden asked her. Instead of answering she just nodded with her mouth full of grits. “Mommy can we have juice?”

“Yeah,” I poured both of them a cup of juice before sitting down and eating my own food.

“Ma, do we have to stay in the house today? Can we go somewhere?” Jayden asked while looking at me.

“I don’t know, where do you want to go?”

“How about we take a trip to six flags?” Kaylin said as he came in the kitchen.

“Yes! Can we go please?” Jayden looked between the both of us. I shrugged my shoulders and smiled a little bit.

“I guess we can do that, but hurry up and eat so we can get dressed and go alright.”

“Okay,” Jayden started eating his phone and Kaylin came over grabbing my hand.

“Let me speak to you for a minute. Jayden watch your sister; make sure she eats all of her food and not just grits.” Kaylin pulled me from my chair and out of the kitchen. “What’s wrong with you Ebony?”

“What do you mean?”

“What’s wrong with you? Last night was the first night you slept in our bedroom with me but you still got an attitude?”

“Kaylin I’m just…I’m sick of arguing with you. We’ve been arguing constantly for the past few months.”

“I know that and I’m sorry for anything I did to make you upset but you can’t keep avoiding me and getting an attitude to with me Hersh.”

“It’s just a lot on my mind and I’m trying to balance everything I’m doing as far as business and trying to take care of the kids and you. Then you’re on me about this baby thing.”

“I want to have a child with the woman I love, that’s wrong?

“No it’s not wrong but I’m not ready for another baby to be added in the equation yet. You’re always working, I’m always working and you have a problem with what I do.”

“No I don’t, i just don’t think it needs to be as much.”

“I could say the same thing about you. Kay I barely have anytime to worry about me. Even when I’m working that’s not really about me it’s about whoever I’m working for at the time.”

“You need a break baby so take one.”

“How?”

“You pick a weekend to do whatever you want to do; I’ll handle Jayden and Angelic. All you have to do is relax and worry about yourself.”

“You would do that?”

“Yeah, next weekend will be all about you alright?”

“Thank you,”

“No problem, and as far as the baby thing goes. I’ll stop being on you about it. You’re not leaving me so we have time.”

“Exactly, i mean if I end up pregnant it is what it is but i don’t want to purposely try right now.”

“I got you, I understand. Go get dressed I’ll get the kids ready.”

“Okay,” He kissed me on the lips before walking back to the kitchen. I went upstairs to the bedroom and was about to go to the closet so I could get dressed when I heard my phone ringing so I went to go answer it.

“What’s good Jas,” I said when I answered the phone for her.

“What are you doing miss thang?”

“Nothing about to get dressed so we could take the kids to Six Flags. What are you and my nephew doing?”

“He went with his father to get their hair cut. Why didn’t you tell me y’all were going to Six Flags? I would’ve brought TJ with me.”

“Y’all can go, get your ass up and dressed and meet us there dummy.”

“I’m already dressed, but that’s a good idea. Let me call Trey right now.”

“Alright I’ll see you later.” I hung up the phone and a bigger smile came on my face. It’s been a minute since I’ve had the chance to chill with my sister. We talk all the time but between the kids driving me crazy over here and the two year old running around her and her husband’s house we never find the time but today it was finally about to happen.

I got dressed and did my hair and makeup for the day then went to make sure Kaylin didn’t dress Angelic like a little boy while he got himself dressed. Once we were all dressed we got in the car and took that damn near two hour drive all the way to Great Adventures.

…

“I like doing stuff like this; it tires his little ass out. He’s going to be gone by the time we get back home.” Jasmine told me while we sat at a table eating funnel cakes. Kaylin and Trey took the kids off somewhere not too long ago which was fine with me because I was sick of walking anyway.

“I know what you mean, both of them will be knocked out by the time we get back home. I’m just glad we’re having a good time I was ready to kill that nigga this morning.”

“Why?” I told her about the problems Kaylin and I were having and it was good getting out to somebody I know would keep it straight. Not saying my friends don’t but Jasmine knows me differently than they do so her view won’t be exactly the same.

“Jas I honestly don’t know what’s wrong. We used to be able to talk some shit out and dead it right then and there and move on. Now it’s like the shit is so constant it’s almost impossible to do that. If we’re not arguing about him working too much, he’s mad at me for partying too much like I don’t get paid to do club appearances. I could see if I was in the club shaking my ass and dancing on niggas but I keep a low profile for the most part until it’s time for me to speak to the crowd.”

“Your career has changed Ebony; you’re out there way more. You’re always gone doing some type of photo shoot or doing some type of walk through and it’s not like you’re just doing shit in New York or on the East Coast you go all over the country.”

“I know that but its work for me it’s not like I’m sitting there like yeah I love leaving my kids and my man to go smile in the faces that I don’t even know.”

“Yes, but then you have the swim suit line and you got niggas damn near drooling over you all the time. If I hear your name in one more rap song I swear to God.”

“It’s not my fault.” I laughed. “I’m just…I don’t know what to do about this shit. I love him, I know he loves me. It’s just difficult right now.”

“That’s how relationships work Eb, you think me and Trey are always on good terms? Hell no, this shit is hard as hell but we just gotta work through it. You’ll get it straight.”

“I hope so.”

“You will, don’t even worry about it.” She hugged me then kissed me on the cheek. “Off that though, guess what I heard.”

“What?”

“Rio’s ass is out of jail.” As soon as I heard that name I got sick to my stomach.

“Ugh, do not bring him up. I saw his ass.”

“You saw him? When?”

“I took Jayden to get a haircut and ran into that nigga. We didn’t speak I just left.”

“Oh hell nah, did you tell Kay?”

“No I didn’t tell Kay. I don’t want him going after that psychotic ass nigga.”

“So you rather have that nigga come after you and not let your man know he needs to protect you? Ebony you can’t be that dumb. You’re the reason he got locked up.”

“No I’m not, he’s the reason he’s in jail. I didn’t do anything he beat the shit out of me for no reason.”

“True his actions got him there but your testimony kept his ass there. You need to tell Kaylin.”

“I’m not telling him, just leave it alone alright and don’t open your mouth and say a damn thing Jasmine I’m not playing with you.”

“Fine I won’t say anything but if the nigga comes anywhere near you I swear to God you better open your mouth or I’m whoopin’ yo ass myself.”

“Yeah yeah yeah, fuck Rio. Look what I posted. I gave her my phone showing her the instagram post I put up of Kaylin with the kids earlier.

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beautyis_ebony: zaddy duties

“That’s cute,” She smiled but raised an eyebrow. “You do realize I know you showed me this picture to change the subject. I’ll leave it alone…for now.”

“Jas,”

“What? You better hope I don’t tell your damn mother and brother that nigga is out and actually saw you.”

“Jasmine just leave it alone please damn. Do not get Darryl involved.” The last thing I wanted was Darryl getting involved. He’s worse than Kaylin. Kaylin would hire somebody to take that nigga out while my brother would try to do it with his bare hands and I didn’t want my brother fuckin’ up his life over that bitch ass nigga.

“I’m not but I got them niggas on speed dial in case.” I shook my head regretting I even told Jasmine I saw him now she’s about to be on my back about it.

Rio was the part of my past I was doing my best to forget about it and he wants to pop his black ass up. I met Mario when I was 19. We were together for two years before he went to prison. He was really sweet at first, he always took me out, bought me stuff, he was treating me like a queen but then it all switched. He started getting way too controlling. It got to the point where he would buy my clothes; he was dropping me off and picking me up where ever I went. I couldn’t even go anywhere without his permission.

The physical abuse didn’t happen as often as the verbal abuse. I can count on one hand how many times he put his hands on me. He didn’t do it much but when he did, he made sure I would remember it. The last time he put his hands on me, my neighbor called the cops because she heard me screaming and I ended up in the hospital.

Waking up seeing my mother holding my son while she cried was the wake up call I needed, I got his ass locked up. I testified and everything and he was sentenced to ten punk ass years but obviously something changed with that. I guess he got out on probation, I don’t know. I really don’t care I just want him to leave me the hell alone. I just hope I don’t have to deal with or see him anymore.

Brandi

Just as I was putting my books up my cell phone started to ring. I was about to ignore it until I saw it was Kaylin calling and since he had Angelic that means he wanted to tell me some shit about her, he was probably on his way back over here with her.

“What’s up Kay?”

“Nothing much, I was just calling you to tell you I’ll drop Angelic off to you in the morning. We took them to Six Flags and she’s knocked the fuck out.”

“Oh, well that’s fine. What time are you dropping her off?”

“Probably like around eleven or so, if I don’t drop her off it’ll be Ebony.”

“Alright well just call me when you’re on your way with her.”

“I got you, I just wanted to let you know what the deal was.”

“Well thank you, I’ll talk to you tomorrow or whatever.”

“Cool, good night.” When he ended the call I smiled a little bit. I was finally about to have a night to myself without studying or Angelic being involved. My face has been buried in my school books all damn weekend so it’s not like I got to enjoy my time alone.

For the past three years my life has revolved around school and my daughter. I barely had a social life and my love life was non-existent. I really didn’t care too much because those were the two most important things right now.

Angelic is the best thing that could’ve ever happened to me. I never thought I would be someone’s mother or let alone be good at it but I’m doing the damn thing. My daughter is in pre-school and she’s doing great there, besides the fact that she’s hyper as hell and can’t sit still she’s perfect. Plus she’s the reason why Ebony and I get along the way that we do now.

I thought I was going to hate that bitch forever in all honesty but I can’t because she treats my daughter like a princess and I respect her for that. It is weird when she refers to my daughter as hers, but at this point I’m used to it. She’s with Angelic’s father, they live together, hell he’s helping her raise her son so it’s only right that she does the same thing. I actually love her son, his mouth a little on the flip side but he’s a good kid. He loves Angelic and she loves him. I even had both of them with me for an entire weekend and he was helping me with her the entire time. I was nervous about it because I thought something was going to go wrong but it was actually fun.

Just the thought of them put a smile on my face so I decided to post an old pic I took of them.

baeitsbrandi

baeitsbrandi: big bro and lil sis love

After posting it I went through Instagram for a little bit but smiled when I saw that Ebony liked the picture. Yes she was following me just like I was following her. See what happens when you grow up and let go of bullshit.

I put my books and stuff away then took a nice long shower so I could go to sleep. Before I could even get in my damn bed comfortable enough my doorbell was being rang. “Come the fuck on man, damn.” I got up and went downstairs then opened the door.

When I saw Sade standing there with a smile on her face I got super confused. I literally haven’t seen or heard from Sade since the day I kicked her out my house, the bitch just dropped off the face of the earth out of nowhere.

“Sade? What are you doing here?”

“I just came back from Miami. That’s where I went after I left. Can I come in?” She asked. I wanted to say hell no and send the bitch on her way but for whatever reason I wanted to be nice.

“Yeah come on,” She came in and I closed the door then had her follow me to the living room.

“That’s Angelic? Wow, she’s so pretty.” She smiled at the huge picture I had of Angelic hanging over the fire place.

“Yeah that’s my baby. So what’s going on? Why are you here? Last time we talked you were screaming fuck me.”

“I know, I was on some other shit. After you kicked me out I stayed with Treesey for a little bit but that bitch was too nasty for me. I’ve never met a bitch who didn’t wash her ass on the daily, she never cleaned, barely had food and her house was just a hot ass mess.”

“You should’ve known that bitch was coming like that. All you had to do was look at her.”

“Yeah well after getting sick of being there I went down to Miami. Some girls I knew from around the way hooked me up with a job at KOD’s so I was down there stacking bread like crazy.”

“That’s good, I’m just glad you got that nigga out of your system.”

“Yes I’m over him, can’t stay the same for his baby mama though.”

“What do you mean?”

“She reached out to me a few months back on Instagram, bitch slid right up in my DM’s.”

“For what? You were fucking him while he was with her.”

“I know that, you know that, she knows that but she still reached out to me. We’ve been cool for a minute now and she hates Mariah.”

“Why though?” I wasn’t the closest to Ebony or her friends despite the progress we’ve made but I don’t have any problems with them either. I can’t understand why Carmen would have an issue with Mariah, it’s not her fault Tristan don’t want her ass.

“She’s salty they have custody of Damien now. She told me they took him for no reason and Tristan and his money was the only reason he was going to win but I heard she had some nigga beating his and her ass and that’s why Tristan took him.”

“Damn, that’s wild. I’m still confused as to why she’s cool with you. No offense.”

“Man your guess is as good as mine, I guess she feels like we would have a common enemy but I’m over all that shit. She’s going to make their lives hell though I already know it. Fuck that though, how have you been?”

“I’ve been alright, just school and dealing with my baby.”

“You went back to school for real?”

“Yeah, I’m in my third year. Trying to get this damn degree in marketing, the shit is annoying.”

“What are you going to do with it?”

“I don’t know yet, I was going to talk to Kaylin about that.”

“Ebony won’t mind?”

“No why would she? We’re good now.”

“For real?” She looked at me shocked.

“Yeah, we aint friends or nothing but she’s cool. I can’t be mad at anybody who treats my daughter so well. That would just be childish.”

“Wow, you really grew up. So Kaylin is your financial support?”

“For now, I’m in school full time so between that and Angelic I don’t have time to work. He understands that and handles things for me. She has no problem with it or me so we’re all good.”

“Damn things have changed huh?”

“Yeah,” I chuckled. “We all have to be adults at some point.”

“I definitely feel you on that. I’m not even going to bother Tristan or that girl, I heard they were engaged anyway.”

“Yeah, and they have a baby together. Just leave it alone, you have money saved up from Miami?”

“I do, I wanna open up my own strip club in the city but I don’t even know where to start.”

“You have to get a business plan together, then you have to figure out what kind of property you’re going to get. Are you going to rent a space or are you going to buy, it’s a lot of work.”

“I know that, how about you go into business with me?”

“Me?”

“Yeah, we know how clubs work we’ve both been through it and besides you just said Kaylin would help you.”

“Yes help me, now helping you is something way different. They don’t fuck with you like that.”

“Alright but this is business, just think about it and let me know.” She said then looked at the watch on her wrist. “I gotta go,”

“Where are you staying?”

“I found an apartment in Hoboken. Nice little place, one bedroom but it’s just me so oh well.”

“Well I’m glad you’re doing well Sade.”

“Me too, I’m happy that you and Kaylin are doing great. I’m proud of you.”

“Thanks,” I smiled then stood up with her.

“Do me a favor Brandi.”

“What?”

“Don’t tell anybody I’m back, and don’t tell anybody about me and that bitch Carmen being cool.”

“Why?”

“I just don’t need Tristan hunting me down threatening my ass for no reason.”

“I’m pretty sure he won’t do that if you leave his woman alone but alright fine.”

“Good, I guess I’ll see you around.” I walked her to the front door and watched her walk out to a black Audi R8. I don’t know whose car she was driving, maybe it’s hers I’m not going to assume. She beeped the horn then pulled off down the street.

I closed my front door and locked it thinking about how random that whole little visit. I would love to believe she’s up here really ready to go on about her business and wasn’t here for the drama but something was telling me that was far from the truth. Plus the fact that she’s friends with Tristan’s baby mama is even weirder, I don’t care what she says those bitches are up to something.

…

“Thank you,” I smiled at the Starbucks employee when she handed me my iced coffee. I walked out the door and was about to go to my car when I bumped into a hard chest dropping my cup in the process. “Shit! I just bought that!” I stomped my foot and whined like a little ass kid.

“Damn my bad shorty, I didn’t even see you.” A deep voice said. I looked up ready to snap but I stopped when I saw a fine ass man standing there. Technically he was a light skin nigga, but he wasn’t as bright as Kaylin or Tristan. He had a nice build, not too big or stocky and he looked to be almost six feet, plus he was cute in the face. Perfect package.

“It’s alright I should’ve been watching where I was going.”

“Let me buy you another one,” He offered.

“You don’t have to do that.”

“I know but I want to, it’s the least I could do.” He opened the door for me and we walked back inside. After he got me a whole new drink he walked out to my car. “So Ms. Brandi?” He looked at my cup making me laugh.

“Yes it’s Brandi,”

“Well Brandi, I’m Darryl.” He held his hand out and I shook it.

“Nice to meet you Darryl. Thank you for buying me a new coffee.”

“It’s not a problem, I made you drop yours. Hell I’m glad I did; now we got a reason to talk.” He chuckled. “This is forward but can I take you out?”

“On a date?”

“Yeah, you date right?”

“Yeah I mean…Not really between school and my daughter I don’t really have time.”

“Well do you have time tonight?”

“I wish I could but I can’t, she gets dropped back from her dad’s house today.”

“What about next weekend?”

“Yeah that’ll work.” I smiled. “Let me give you my number.” He pulled his phone out and I stored my number in before giving it back to him.

“I’ll definitely be hitting you up Brandi.”

“You do that Darryl.” I gave him another smile before getting in my car and pulling off. Did I really just get asked out by a fine ass man? Hot damn, ya girl still got it.

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Zodiac: Gemini Rising, Libra Sun, Taurus Moon, Pisces Midheaven, Wood Ox.

Height: 5'4 ½ (which is hilarious considering some of my hobbies and the impressions I apparently give people).

Last Thing You Googled: Deltoid ligament tears (and other medical stuff); likely factoids on some random soccer player. Possibly the history of a particular country or region or ethnic group. Or lyrics to some song.

Favorite Music Artists: Geez… lately? Uhhh let’s skim through my Spotify playlists… The Prodigy (kind of my game music), American Authors, Gin Wigmore, Lorde, Florence + the Machine, Alessia Cara, Cake, X Ambassadors, Gorillaz, Grouplove, Matt & Kim, Ed Sheeran, Fun, Gnarls Barkley, Hayley Kiyoko, Vance Joy, Janelle Monae, Smash Mouth, The Chemical Brothers, The Knocks, Powers, Citizen Cope, Jesca Hoop, and more.

Song Stuck in Your Head?: Last 24 hours? “Shape of You” by Ed Sheeran. (Would LOVE for someone to do a group and queer af cover of that song, man. That would make my month.)

Last Movie You Watched: My patient’s parents were watching Assassin’s Creed last night, and subsequently learned that I used to love/play the shit out of some of those games (I mean, who DOESN’T want to stick it to The Man with the cunning use of parkour?).

What Are You Wearing Right Now?: A red “Annie Get Your Gun” T-Shirt I got from a thrift store years ago, navy boy’s gym shorts, comfy grey Skechers cross-walkers, all the usual undies. UPDATE: I am now at work, wearing scrubs. Surprise!

What Do You Post?: Depends on the blog in question. My main is mostly memes, jokes, political stuff, and personal stuff. Very SJW and not hiding/apologizing for it one bit. But my sideblogs are far more… themed and the range of what is typically posted on them is… fairly self evident? (I have a sideblogs link/tab somewhere on here.)

Why Did You Choose Your URL?: My ex-wife once said my characteristic of “angry, radical compassion and acceptance” was “punk as FUCK!.” For some reason that tickled the fuck out of me. So when I started my THIRD new (and current) main Tumblr, while drunk, I decided to make that my URL. Except I was drunk. So I made a typo. Which I also found hilarious. So I kept it. So.

Do You Have Any Other Blogs?: Yes. See, I have friends who like very different shit and one would complain about me posting soccer shit while another would complain about me posting gory nursing shit, or obsessing over video games, or spamming them with queer shit from TV shows. So I separated all that out into sideblogs, with the idea that y’all can follow what you like, forget what you don’t. (All my sideblogs have “rei” in their title, if that helps.)

What Did Your Past Relationship Teach You?: Severe trust issues. To not compromise where I’m going and all that I am for the sake of another. To not let my caring of others get exploited by those I should be able to trust the most, and subsequently nearly destroy me. I’m in my thirties now and I’m tired and over and done with all that shit. I get a whiff of codependency from others and my ass is gone. My path is my own. If our paths intersect for awhile and you wish to walk beside me, keep me company for awhile (long while, short while), fine. But my path is my own. I will not stray from it again.

Religious or Spiritual?: Kind of spiritually philosophical and linguistically curious. I love stories and sometimes ponder on what it all means. (Was raised conservative Episcopalian with Mormon and Methodist family members on the side, though. As you can tell that shit totally stuck. *sarcasm*)

Favorite Color: Bluegreens (teal, cyan, aquamarine).

Avg Hours of Sleep: Dude, I’m a nurse. *laughs* *cries*

Lucky Number: I like 144 because it’s 12 squared or (2^4)x(3^2) which for some reason my brain feels is this whole, complete, perfect thing that can be broken down in so, so many ways. It has a good feel to it.

Favorite Characters: Oh geez… what kind of media? Should I just… okay Mercy and Tracer and Zarya from Overwatch, uh Disco Stormtrooper, Rey and her starbros, Xena & Gabrielle, Raphael from TMNT (he’s not angry he’s painfully compassionate!), basically the entire main cast of Sense8, Tigress from Kung Fu Panda, Garrus from Mass Effect (he my bro), Varric and Isabella from Dragon Age (also my bros; we know what’s up), the Doctor from ST:V, Legolas (his husband the dwarf can come too), pretty much every character I can think of who is an archer, the entire main cast of Person of Interest, Kara “Starbuck” Thrace (my beautiful fucked up badass puppy; damn to the depths of media hell whoever decided to chickify her), Sara Lance, and a bunch of others too…

How Many Blankets Do You Sleep With?: I have a sheet, a blanket, a comforter, 1-4 regular pillows, and a body pillow I may sleep with in any sort of combination depending on the temp and my mood. I like heaviness on my body and half-assedly sleep-grappling (hilariously my ex was the absurd intense cuddler, not I), but I also hate feeling sweaty or like I’m suffocating or some limb is falling asleep / going numb.

Dream Job: Anything that would allow me to travel, play, create, and influence people in a positive manner. There’s enough suffering in the world already; I’d like to be one to ease it, not contribute to it. Also, what is life without a little adventure and curiosity?

#for the record Tumblr is not fucking kind nor compatible with this sort of thing #especially on mobile #this was the biggest pain in the ass to fill out and format #I hate Tumblr sometimes #personal #here's hoping that one perk of this cut is I can more easily edit this shit later

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latesthollywoodnews · 5 years

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BTS' Jungkook FANGIRLS Over Ariana Grande, Stirring Up Collab Rumors!

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BTS fans know that Jungkook is a huge Ariana stan,

And it was a night to remember forever!

Jungkook attended Ariana’s “Sweetener” concert at Staples Center in Los Angeles and got the chance to see her do her thang in person for the first time.

But that wasn’t all! He also got to meet queen Ari and take some pics.

And he actually kept his cool in the presences of his fav celeb.

After the show, Jungkook took to Twitter to share some of his thoughts about seeing Ariana perform.

He wrote, “I felt and learned a lot after seeing her stage. I am really challenged by her stage and will try harder! #ArianaGrande.” Looks like Ariana’s performance truly inspired him, even though he’s a huge star in his own right.

But this fangirl moment was a two way street because Ariana was just as excited to meet Jungkook.

She posted this pic of them on her Instagram with the caption quote, “screaming. thank u soooooo much for coming to my show, Jungkook. it meant so much. love u sm.”

And it didn’t end there. Ari actually even made the picture of her and Jungkook her phone background.

So these two obviously love and respect each other. Can we please get an Ariana and BTS collab?

Fans on Twitter are also really hoping these two will work together.

One fan tweeted quote, “Ariana loves BTS’s music, BTS loves Ariana’s music. Are we ready to discuss the possibility of her and Jungkook talking about a collab back stage?”

While both Ariana and BTS are currently on tour, it seems unlikely that any new music would drop anytime soon, but hey a boy can dream.

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micstify · 5 years

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(not so much) Last Hurrah

So ELYU (long weekend) happened

Nov. 30-Dec. 2

ELYU turned out also as a surprise to me. I’ve been wanting to go there since earlier this year with Andi, Polix and Ms. Sheryl (my old colleagues) but for so many reasons hindi kami matuloy tuloy. I wanted to try surfing ever since I saw someone posted a kewl picture of her surfing in Mati, Davao and Siargao.

Powie asked our group to go to LU for my bday weekend and sakto LU is the one I’m eyeing since it is one of the many go-to’s surfing spot that is nearer than Davao and Siargao. Also, I have been hearing the buzz about LU from my friends and officemates who’ve been there. It was quite interesting.

No joke. LU is hyped! totoo yung sabi ng isa kong officemate, “sherep dun” and you’ll be pleading to go back for more of LU. Hindi ako nagsisisi na nagbooked ako ng bus ticket papunta dun at magastusan ako ng 5k sa isang long weekend.

I can’t find the right words to describe how happy I was to be spending my bday long weekend (lalo na with my bestfriends and ofc my boyfriend) at La Union.

The place really took my heart. The coffee shops, the waves and the sea foam I’ve always been dreaming of came to reality, and the people. Really, LU is the Place to be.

The golden hour in ELYU is so amazingly crazy, like the Gods is bathing you with gold gleamer that in any picture you get turns out to be a perfect painting of how the sun soaked you with God’s glorious glow. It was also a blessing to witness how the Sun sets here. I’m in awe how Mr. Sun can make the waves and seafoam a glowing canvass that in a span of just 2minutes it’ll leave you speechless and blessed. From that show, you know you’ll be having The great weekend.

So our first day the itinerary was Luna (Pebble beach & Bahay na bato)-Hello Kitty Cafe-Surfing-Flotsam

Before we went to Luna Beach, I got a traditional SPB cake and candle for brunch. We’ve been doing this for so long that I lost count of how many cakes I received with “Love, SPB” in it. Haha The long roadtrip going to the Pebble Beach and Bahay na Bato top off my best moments in LU, the 9 of us shared a pick up vehicle and braved the 30-minute drive to Luna. They say “it’s not about the destination, the journey is the best part” well yeh it’s true hahahaha Playing category while being in a sardine-stuck position inside the car somehow eases the roadtrip. But the Pebble beach and Bahay na Bato did not disappoint us. It was beautiful with all the art creations using pebbles inside the house. The trip really made me think that people of LU is really artistic. The Dal-luyon Cafe Gallery where we were staying at was a Gallery of good stuff local art so as the bars, restos, and coffee shops that can be found in San Juan, LU. The Bahay na Bato is standing beside what it looks to be the Pebble beach. It was a quite walk from the fences of the house to the Pebble beach. In a scorching heat, we witness how the waves range in rave that if any man dared to go to the beach or accidentally trip off from the mountain pile of pebbles that keeps us from the dangerous beach would be really be eaten by the waves and off to a fatal fate. Prolly the reason why the distance between the fences of the house and beach was quite a walk because tides are so strong. I wonder if the locals can braved that beach’s ass off.

The journey to Hello Kitty Cafe was an epic fail for we got lost a long the way so we decided to go back at Dal-luyon, took a quick nap and digged that surfing thang that afternoon. Shet surfing dreams came true on Dec. 1. Yaaas! I didn’t have the picture of my self standing on the surfing board that I wanted but I survived surfing and really enjoyed it. The experience was so surreal. It was a love-hate relationship with the waves that kept my adrenaline pumping. The waves was really hard on me. Literally smacked me in the face so many times but left a wide smile on my face. The best feeling that caught me smiling widely was the moments I can barely stand straight after the waves crushed me and swirled me 360 degress no shit and manage to pull of my paddle’s board leash. It was so so so so fulfilling to be able to stand until the waves died off few meters from the shore. sulit ang 400

Our last night was the main night of our ELYU weekend. It was so unforgettable to party with my HS bestfriends and dance wild at the dance floor. I wouldn’t have imagine my late 20’s old self will be partying and acting like crazy youngsters with my HS bestfriends until it actually came to happen. I felt young despite of being so pagod after tugs tugs tugs. It was very memorable like it top off my first prom experience with them. I never thought that my quiet-dainty bestfriend would actually asked our group to have another go and act crazy again at the dance floor for the second time around. so yeah LAVAAAARN ulit. It was crazy youthful-feeling night, I’ll never forget.

The other thing I really enjoyed in LU was our small coffee-dates whether it’s just the two of us in the morning or with our little group. Us exploring and trying out food, drinks and interesting shops in LU. I feel like the trip made us closer together. The spontaneous pigging out all over LU with him and with my bestfriends really made this trip extra special. We were not in a rush to do something which makes it very enjoyable and relaxing at the same time. Like we were just enjoying the laid-back vibe of the place and ofc each other’s company.

What could I say more? The place is full of character (not the IG-able character) but Artistic character. I mean every corner has an art in everything. The vibe is chill and sexy. The coffee was amazing. You can talk to almost anyone and anyone is open to everything.

To sum up, I had a really great time being with my bestfriends, sharing those amazing moments with them, trying out new things, laughing so many times, talking to them in so many different levels.

Instead of feeling old, the trip with them made me feel young and made my heart a little younger.

It was really a great goodbye to my 25years (you will be missed) and hello to many many more years to come.

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