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vaultermagazine · 1 year

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VIsta Murrieta girls pole vaulter Aspen Fears gets a PR, win

Aspen Fears lands an interview with Milesplit.com after her PR to 13’4″ and the Masters meet win for CIF SS. In the moment, Aspen Fears with the big bend Aspen Fears Junior from Murrieta, CA. High School Vista Murrieta 2024 Aspen Fears pole vaulting at the 2023 CIFSS Masters meet with a new PR of 13’4″ and the first place win. Seeded number two heading into state with both vaulters sitting at…

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absentlyabbie · 4 months

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you know what i'm honestly tired of all this pre-release speculative outrage and agonizing over the netflix avatar.

i love love LOVE the original animated series.

i'm not expecting the adaptation to be its perfect mirror nor do i need it to be. the cartoon will always be there, perfect as it always has been. the adaptation not only can but should be something else.

okay, so azula and the fire nation have more season 1 presence, and the deadline-tightening of sozin's comet has been relaxed (for very realistic and practical reasons i think are in the best interest of the young actors tbh). i'm fine with that. is it wildly encouraging that there seems to be some misunderstanding around gender roles and the function of some sexism in the original show? not enormously, but also it's not like there weren't issues in the original. and it's not as though shifting those aspects of the story and characters means they can't still be recognizable or have satisfying arcs.

do i wish literally EVERYONE in the entertainment industry would stop riding GoT's dick as if it remains some phenomenal benchmark of "realistic" or "mature" fantasy? by fuck, i sure do. but i also know a lot of the folks who make these game of thrones comparisons are completely off base and just throwing a recognizable name around to try and catch and hold attention.

the trailer looks fantastic. the casting is solid (not saying perfect, but solid.) the show is not out yet.

maybe i just don't personally have the extra energy to burn getting super lathered up in advance over broad speculation, but i'm going to continue with my tentative optimism, pragmatic understanding it may disappoint, and just be willing to let the damn thing speak for itself and form my opinion based on the actual show when i can watch it in full with my own two eyeballs.

i honestly feel like fandom in general could stand to chill several degrees about adaptations and that this, like the new and frankly excellent percy jackson adaptation, are prime examples of how very over the top and precious we can all sometimes be when a new version of a thing we love is about to happen.

the other version is still there. this is, at worst, expensive fanfiction. and like with any fanfiction i'm not vibing with for a thing i love, i am fully capable of hitting the back button and returning to the source material i find more satisfying.

#i mean it wasn't the best sign when bryke noped #but in all honesty i haven't always like where THEY'VE gone with things so that's not a guaranteed fail for me #it's already proven it's going to pole vault way the hell over the movie abomination (bar IN the ground)#so yeah i'm willing to wait and see

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punching-pandas · 2 years

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Pole Vault Panda

#Punching Pandas #pandas #pole vault #olympics #athletics #fail #fat #too fat #fat belly #i need to lose so much weight #Inktober #Pak Panda #Nolen Lee #Inktober challenge

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sweaterkittensahoy · 3 months

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Taking prompts, eh?! Let's see....Bucky on a sports team of some kind and Buck shows up without fail to support his man without any knowledge of the game whatsoever, and everyone just thinks it's the cutest thing ever 😂

(No queerphobia here; just boys being boys and accepting of people in love; Buck's a captain here on purpose because they're in some nebulous point in training. That's right: No queer-phobia but I gotta be a factual dorkus somewhere.)

In training, there's intramurals. Basketball and baseball and football and even some track and field. A few of the fellas try to get Buck to at least run track, but he brushes them off.

He can't tell them the reason why. Just says they're not his speed and slips away. The answer is that his daddy bet on everything. Including him. And if he didn't win or take the fall? Hell to pay.

But Bucky. Bucky plays any sport he wanders by. He has perfect lay-ups in basketball and runs like a shot for baseball. In football, he's got the ability to plant himself and stay firm, no matter how large the guy trying to push through him.

And in track and field. Well. That's extra-special. He runs. He jumps. He does the hurdles and the pole vault. And Buck shows up to whatever game Bucky's playing because he finally gets to feel some of the joy of simply playing. Joy that Bucky brings to him at the end of the day, unabashedly dropping kisses onto Buck as part of his victory lap. Which is what it is even if Bucky's on the losing side. He's full of compliments on the team that beats him, and his love of the game as something to be loved on its own makes Buck feels safe. It always makes Buck think it's almost worth trying to play again himself. But there's the little boy part of him that simply can't do it again, and Buck is determined to listen to that kid in ways his father never tried to.

"Oh, Captain," Douglass says one day as Buck slips behind him to sit down at a track meet. "We made you a sign."

The boys delight in seeing him in the stands. When he misses games, he has to explain himself. How could he leave Bucky without a good luck charm? What sort of half-assed courtship was this? It always makes Bucky smile and laugh. It's like having a hundred brothers, and he loves them all.

Douglass's shit-eating grin gives him away even before Bucky unfurls the paper, but he makes a show of doing it slowly just to hear the giggles ramp up.

Marry Me, John Egan

There are hearts and flowers drawn around the edges. In the bottom corner, someone's done a caricature of Bucky and Buck. Bucky's flexing and blowing a kiss. Buck has heart-shaped eyes.

"Look, fellas, I'll ask him, but you know what a cad he is," Buck says.

The fellas laugh and agree. They laugh harder when Buck holds up the sign after the first pole vault and shouts, "EGAN! DO IT AGAIN, AND I MIGHT SAY YES."

Bucky reads the sign and laughs so hard he doubles over. "YOU FOOL!" he shouts back. "YOU'RE ASKING ME!"

"LOOKS MORE LIKE A STATEMENT TO ME," Buck says, craning his neck to read the sign.

"ALL RIGHT. FINE. I MAKE THIS ONE, WE'RE GETTING MARRIED."

The crowd cheers. The cheers get louder when Bucky clears the vault height like it's nothing. He jumps to standing on the bag and points towards Buck.

"YOU AND ME BUCK."

"YEAH YEAH YOU AND ME" Buck shouts back before he's utterly buried in a dogpile from the fellas. He grins to himself, wondering how loud the shouts are gonna be when the boys find out it happened weeks ago.

#masters of the air #buck/bucky #bucksquared #i would say it's out of character for me to write such heavy fluff #but i know me #it's not #it's really great to do it again honestly #buck cleven #bucky egan

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lackablazeical · 1 year

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Addams! AU snippet 7: 'Lair Games 1- Minefield Long Jump'

FULL CREDIT TO WRITER NewFallenLeaves ON A03! THE CREATIVITY? UNMATCHED. SKILL? UNMATCHED? GOOD VIBES? UN-FUCKING-MATCHED! EVERYONE GO SUPPORT HER! SHES LEGIT LIKE ON THE LIST OF TOP 10 BEST PPL EVER!

This snippet has Donnie so! Have some Donnie <3 my voidpunk king

Full snippet below the cut! ⬇️⬇️⬇️

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“And your choice for the first event,” April said slowly, “Is the ‘minefield long jump’?”

Raph gave a slow grin. “Start with a bang.”

Leo giggled, but April remained unimpressed as always. The fact that she had found all of them and failed to run away screaming at first contact was testament enough to her fortitude. She seemed just as unphased by the idea of death-defying, twisted olympics as anything else they had introduced her to.

Which was what had made them all so giddy when she agreed to video record their lair games excursion.

She flicked a braid behind her shoulder and turned the angle of the camera to point downwards, zooming on the layer of dirt that had been raked and smoothed across the dried-out sewer channel. “Where does one even find military-grade mines?”

“Salvage, of course,” said Mikey. He stretched, twisting one foot up behind his back and over his head at an impossible-looking angle, like a contortionist. “And Donnie makes replicas and fills them with shrapnel.”

Donnie tightened a bolt on the back of his knee. “Even more damaging than any from the world war eras. I add a volatile fuel composite to the firing pistons.”

“And who is the reigning champion of these…modified…olympics?” April swiveled the lens between the four boys.

Leo puffed up, about to answer–

“Raph goes first!” Raph barrelled forward, Mrs. Cuddles across his shoulders like a toddler clinging piggyback. He leaped, arcing over the long stretch of dirt. For someone so large, he went a surprising distance before both his feet slammed into the ground, sending up a spray of dirt and gravel.

In the silence afterward, Raph wiggled his toes. “Huh. No mine.”

“Good job, buddy!” said Leo.

Raph smiled, pleased, and gave a thumbs-up. Mrs. Cuddles slipped from his shoulders and landed in the dirt just behind him.

Click.

POW

A flurry of stuffing exploded around Raph like a snowstorm. He gasped, snatching at the puffs of cotton.

“Oh,” said April, sadly. “He lost his stuffie.”

“Not to worry, we have many Mrs. Cuddles replicas as back up,” said Donnie. “Raphael! Clear the field, the rest of us have turns to take!”

Raph ignored him and continued to painstakingly gather each piece of fluff from the little circle of destruction. Which turned out fine, because both Mikey and Leo were able to take their turns and jump well past his mark, anyway. They used poles to vault over him as he crouched in the pile of stuffing and tried to form it back into the vague shape of Mrs. Cuddles.

“If equipment is permitted, why didn’t Raphael use a pole for his vault?” asked April.

“He snaps them too easy,” said Leo, sauntering back from his jump. His blue flag marked the furthest distance so far, just past Mikey’s orange. He held out a new pole to Donnie, his head torqued sideways. “Here, Donnie. I brought you one from the spare rack. It was on the way back from the winning distance.”

“Too obvious, Nardo,” said Donnie. He waved Leo off and unclipped his tech bo from one of the compartments on his shell. “I will use my reliable equipment, as always.” He set his grip, got a running start, planted the bo, and leaped.

Leo clapped his hands over his mouth to stifle a snicker – a split second before it happened.

The bo crackled at one of its joints, snapped, and Donnie dropped.

Click.

POW

This time instead of a flurry of stuffing, there was a geyser of blood and oil.

“Leeeeoooooo,” said Mikey, “Did you sabotage Donnie’s tech again?”

“Who, me? I would never.”

As the spatter of fluids settled, Donnie sat up. April hurried over to assist him.

“No, no,” he said. “I’m quite capable of getting up on my own. House rules apply, after all. Survival means I get a second run.”

“Donatello,” said April. “You have no leg to stand on.”

He glanced down. Sure enough, his left leg had blown apart at the knee, leaving the dirt dark and clotted as it soaked up leaking fluids.

He sighed. “Of course. I’ve already lost sight in one eye and most of my hearing, why not add to the collection.”

Leo smirked as he skipped past Donnie towards the medal podium. “Better luck next year, brother!”

From across the canal, Splinter’s voice echoed: “Purple wins.”

Leo slowed, his smile dropping ever-so-slightly. In tandem, they all turned their gazes to the far end of the sewer pipe. The flag marker for the record jump - still blue – fluttered as a drainage pipe above it spat a slurry of sludge.

But well beyond that, jutting up from the muck where it had landed, was Donnie’s severed leg. Its toes twitched.

Leo’s smile completely disappeared.

Heaving himself up from the dirt, Donnie balanced on his remaining foot as his missing knee continued to spurt. He smirked at Leo as he hopped to go retrieve his limb. “Better luck next year, brother.”

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strangebiology · 2 years

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Do you ever find as you get older that “fail” videos get less funny

In addition to the ones that are actually worrying/show actual danger, even the ones that don’t do that are so meh

Like oh that guy hit the bar while high jumping or pole vaulting? That’s how it works though, you keep going higher until you hit the bar. Literally every athlete hits the bar at least 3 times per competition (in high jump anyway)

Someone slipped on the ice? Yeah it’s ice

Someone messed up an art project? I mean yeah, art is hard

“Failing” has become such a normal and standard occurrence in my life that it really doesn’t warrant laughing or even pointing out unless there’s a better way to do it. I don’t even mean that as like, I’m offended by it, just, I don’t laugh when someone blinks either, it’s not rude, it’s just silly to act surprised when someone does something so common

#not biology

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haunted-headset · 7 months

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Take My Hand I'm on the Run - Chp. 2 tags: @vibestillaxxx@joviepog@ax-y10@themonsterunderurmom @wilburstan@smolsleepykitten@funnyreally2009@crows-death@dykepunz@aresriiots@0miamor0 @cathers-world@defonotval@chipch0p@mazzistar16@unmellowyellowfellow@justalittlebitofchaos@thosecolorfulsheets@vopix@taylors-version-from-the-vault@aine-lasagna@merianakross@veeislost@urfav-sapphic-siren@shazbaz58-blog @wifiatthetrainstation@mcr-pr-fob@shd454@universe-friday@rqvii@idioticion@m0thza

☆Callahan's POV☆

Two hours after Astrid's POV...

Callahan sat on his bed, his stomach audibly grumbling. He had missed lunch at school that day due to his father's forgetfulness in buying groceries, a recurring issue. To add to that, he had skipped breakfast, & the hunger pangs were now so severe that he feared passing out.

"Callahan!" his dad shouted from the living room. "Get yo' ass in here!"

He stood up from his bed with a heavy sigh. As he rose, his knees almost gave out & he grasped onto his bedside drawer for balance. He hadn't had a decent meal in almost two days & had only been surviving on water. Consequently, he was famished & feeling feeble. After inhaling deeply, he gradually made his way to the living room.

"Yeah, Dad?" he asked, pulling off his red hoodie.

"Get the groceries," his dad said, taking a puff of his cigarette. His eyes were glued to the football game on the TV.

He opened his mouth to say something, but he decided not to. He was too tired to deal with his dad's bullshit. He put on his shoes & whistled for his dog.

"Pablo! Come here!" Callahan called out. The enthusiastic Bernese Mountain dog trotted downstairs over to Callahan & let out a bark. "Quiet down, Pablo. Sit," Callahan instructed, and the obedient dog complied as usual. Callahan then attached the leash to Pablo's collar, grabbed a grocery bag, and headed out the door.

As he made his way to the Niño Feliz Market, he saw a group of girls from his high school pass him. He saw one particular girl in general: Destiny Blevins, Sagitta High School's cheer captain & one of the most annoying girls in the school.

From their preschool days, Destiny had a crush on Callahan after he kindly offered her his seat on the rug. Unfortunately, as most people from school knew, Callahan did not feel the same way. Despite her persistent attempts to flirt with him, she failed every time.

"Oh! Hey, Cally," Destiny said with a giggle, stopping in her tracks. Pablo growled at the girl. Callahan sighed & waved. She curled one of her dreadlocks around her finger.

"So, how's your day been?" Cal said with a forced friendliness to his tone.

"Better now that you're here," she said with an overexaggerated giggle. He had to resist the urge to not roll his eyes. He simply forced a smile & said, "That's good! I've got to go now, so I'll see you around."

"Bye, Cally! I'll miss you," she said with a wink. She walked back over to her group of friends & loudly said, "Oh my God, he totally likes me! We're soulmates at this point! Do you think he'll ask me to prom? OMG, he totally will." He waited until they were out of earshot to laugh at how untrue this statement was.

When he finally reached the market, he tied Pablo's leash to a pole & went inside.

"Hola, Callahan!" Rodrigo, the store owner, said happily. "¿Cómo ha sido tu día?"

"My day's been good," Callahan smiled. "How's your day been, man?"

"Not terrible," he laughed. "Not too many people came in."

"Ah, that sucks!" Callahan said as he grabbed the necessary items for the week & one unnecessary item, which was a watermelon Monster drink. "Do you need any extra tips?"

"You're too kind, Callahan, but no gracias," Rodrigo said with a smile. Callahan came up to the register & bought the items. When he was about to leave, Rodrigo grabbed his shoulder gently. "You've got a heart of gold, Callahan. Remember that, mi hijo. & if you ever need somewhere to stay if that awful father of yours does something, don't hesitate to come into the store, okay?"

"Okay," Callahan smiled. "Thank you, Rodrigo."

"Anytime," he returned the smile. He added jokingly, "Now, off with ya! ¡Haz algo genial, muchacho!"

He laughed & shook Rodrigo's hand. In unison, they both said, "¡Adiós, amigo mío! ¡Aprovecha el día!" It was a tradition the two had created when Callahan was a young boy. He grabbed his bag of things, untied Pablo's leash, & went back home.

☆ ☆ ☆

It was 10 pm & Callahan was still awake. He couldn't sleep due to the sound of his dad arguing with his grandma over the phone. His dad was hurling every insult in the book at his grandma & he wanted to cry. He knew why they were arguing & it was such a stupid reason. His grandma had wanted custody of Callahan ever since his mom died of cancer when he was seven, & his dad didn't agree. So, every night, the two would argue until after midnight.

"Okay, I'm done with this shit," Cal murmured to himself, going downstairs. He went up to his dad & grabbed the phone out of his hand. "Dad. Enough."

His dad looked at Cal with red eyes. "What did you say to me, boy?"

"Leave Grandma alone," he said sternly. "She's a kind lady & doesn't deserve your bullshit."

He yanked the phone from Cal's hands, hung up, & threw it at Cal's nose. Cal heard a very soft pop & he soon felt blood trickling from his nostril. He stared at his father with shock & with fury. His dad was a bad, neglectful man, but he had never injured Callahan. Never in his life. He ran upstairs to his room & shoved a few tissues up his nostril to stop the bleeding as he quietly packed a suitcase. Pablo sniffed his hair as if he were asking, Why are you doing this?

"I made a promise to myself when I was younger that I would get away from this house if Dad ever hit me," he said to Pablo as if the two of them were having a normal, human conversation. "& I intend to keep that promise." He made sure all of the necessities were packed in his suitcase before peeking downstairs. His father was passed out on the couch. He ran upstairs, grabbed his suitcase, put Pablo on a leash, then ran downstairs & left, closing the front door quietly behind him.

He smiled & looked at Pablo. "We're on the run now, Pablo. You excited?"

Pablo licked his palm & Cal laughed. "I'll take that as a yes."

& with that, they left their old live behind & didn't look back.

#creative writing #original story #story #stories #fiction #fiction writing #novel #original writing #writing #writers corner #writers on tumblr #aspiring writer

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inadvertently-writing · 10 months

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Act? Scene None

Act I scene 1

Out of the box I step;

Progress, no progress;

Lost in the woods as I trek;

Out of the box, into the paper bag..

No light at the end of the phony tunnel

Phony light,

Camera,

And action as my cinematic stage presence

Lifts me beyond the lonely catacomb

Of my world…

Act I scene 50

Should I Bow, no one will applaud,

Silent response to my stage like efforts

The one-armed audience becomes the one hit wonder

In the cinematic production of one…

The change in direction that bequeaths me to fail

The canceled infection seeping to no avail;

Lost in the subway of nowhere running amok

Through the maze of the rat race that is offered to us...

Act I scene 60

Years, changes, bodily transformation

Illness, spots; once heeding the call now paying no heed…

Who’s next, I asked while waiting in the weeds that had grown oh so quickly and deterred my vision;

While staring out the window of age

Is it I, I asked so bitterly…?

Act I scene 70

As I limp to the line of fire awaiting my beckoned call

Call me what you will, I stated, will you call me at all?

Sitting by the window of my past, watching to see what the future will hold,

as it waits for its own day of reckoning…

Popcorn and soda for my cinematic debut:

The movie of the week, month year and decade

Starring this cast of one…

Irrelevant to and beckoning to none…

Act I scene 80

The playwright’s tribute to an

unprecedented life on the run from fear, reality

and all in that was in between...

The header taken 6 feet below,

Pole vaulting for an olympic rusty medal of no honor,

Stagnation at its best…

Lights, camera and….No action

By@inadvertently-writing ©

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vaultermagazine · 1 year

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Two Division Champions and FIVE athletes advance to Masters

Notably, advancing to the finals in the girls’ pole vault required a height of 11-6, a rarity in CIF-SS history. Such a qualification height had been achieved only once before, in 2018. Contributing to this achievement were five girls from the Southwestern League, including Aspen Fears, the defending champion from Vista Murrieta. Seniors Negro, Hansen, Rodriguez, Pepito, and junior Fears all…

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oscar-piastri · 6 months

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i loved max and his gazillion new records this season but next year needs to be an actual championship fight, hopefully between 1 & 16 (praying for redbull's downfall)

praying for 16 to be wdc

nah but at this point the season felt like pole vault with duplantis just dominating everything n starting the competition when his competitors were failing at 5.65m. u already know who was gonna win

okay hit me up with ur anon confessions about this f1 season

#cassy's answers #anons

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chryzuree · 10 months

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fore the modenr au chrysijacks in particularly! what are some misc facts about chrysi and jacks in hs! what were they like..skipped classes a lot? what kind of things were they into.. any fun little memories they think about? would either of them try to get the other to dance in the cold rain with them at night? who gets sick after..

I WAS THINKING ABT THEIR HIGH SCHOOL LIFE VV HARD TODAY, so this is perfect!!

chrysi was the horror friend in hs, obvi… but yk what?? jacks also had a pretty good idea of horror movies too!!! he and chrysi would have horror movie nights where they would swap who chose the film! jacks’s nights tended to have more romantic aspects to the horror, versus chrysi being like “i have got the movie for you!!!!!” and she puts on cronenberg or smth... jacks wants to die.

jacks was a theatre kid first & foremost, but he was also in track!!! mostly because chrysi did pole vault & they would go to meets together. they spent a lot of the time jst laying on the field or in the bleachers talking, watching more horror movies (david lynch this time!! jacks still doesn’t get it!!), or playing stupid parlor games w the rest of the team that almost causes a fistfight.

speaking of theatre kid jacks, chrysi would sometimes pick him up after rehearsal and then they’d go drive up to a lookout to stargaze 🫶🏻 she was DROPPING HINTS the WHOLE TIME.

okay, not quite high school age, but one summer, chrysi leaves taller than jacks. comes back to school and fuck OFF, he’s TALLER THAN HER NOW. she never catches up 💔💔💔

chrysi was very good at going to all of her classes, unless she doesn’t want to 🖤 then she’ll sneak out and go somewhere. jacks tends to rely on her taking him to and from school, so if chrysi’s skipping class, he has to skip class too. they go get smoothies a lot. also jacks gets grounded. still—his parents love chrysi.

jacks also skips all of his classes to hang out with chrysi. all of her teachers know him as chrysi’s little pet & they all endure him.. they gave up trying to separate the two of them. it’s easier to jst assign jacks little classroom chores to keep him from annoying the rest of the class.

chrysi and jacks absolutely share NO classes in their junior year (since chrysi was in a lot of ap courses and jacks was borderline failing high school). this became a real annoyance for the attendance office, since jacks would be sitting in chrysi’s ap lit class instead of his remedial math course..

on that topic, he gets rlly rlly into all the ap english class discussions. has he read the book?? no. he doesn’t even go here. but has he heard all of chrysi’s rants and internalized them?? yes, and he has a fighting chance in the debate.

chrysi was vv into horror (still is), reading, and 80s coming of age films <33 jacks was into chrysi, but didn’t know it 🤗 but also he was dabbling in fashion design (in the modern au, i’m tempted to make him end up being a high end fashion designer.. workshopping this, but the chrysijacks reunion is vv funny in this scenario) and he was obvi into theatre!

chrysi and jacks both think rlly fondly back on those evenings they would spend in the trunk of her car, eating takeout or jst chatting or watching the stars… jst the most mundane things that they felt the most comfortable doing… also, they like remembering going to malls and making fun of things. the mundaneness is so missed after they had their friend breakup (and… actual breakup?? sorta?? it was that weird in between stage of friends to bf/gf.. sad.)

CHRYSI IS DANCING OUT IN THE RAIN!! jacks has this gutter that gets blocked all the time, so he has a huge puddle in front of his house whenever it rains and chrysi would always play in it. he ends up coming out to dance with her too <333 it always ends in chrysi getting sick, bc she’s so frail sobsob. oh well!!! more excuses for jacks to go over and nurse her back to health!! normal friendship thing :)

#jacks would sometimes end dates early w his gfs so he could check in on chrysi after she got sick.. humiliating. for HIM.#clearly he’s jst in love w his best friend. you’re such an asshole jacks.#.asks #m.moon🎀#s.chrysijacks

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everything-is-as-it-was · 1 year

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Damn I just love my friends

I don't have many friends. But I love them. And I find it hard to tell them that so I'll just make a silly tumblr post about it.

I love the one who lives kinda far away and she talks waaay too loud but is always there to listen to me when I need to be listened to. She reminds me how valuable it is to try to be a better person each day.

I love the one who's leaving for college but is one of the funniest people I know. She reminds me to appreciate the small things in life, and that it's okay to take pride in your obsessions (*cough cough* Six of Crows, Young Royals, Call Me By Your Name Movie, etc) and that I'm not as crazy as I sometimes think.

I love the one who we constantly tease over having a late birthday, but she is so hardworking and puts her heart into everything she does. She has a lot going on at home but never fails to make anyone laugh or see the glass as half-full. She reminds me that you don't always have to take life seriously. Sometimes shit is just funny.

I love the one that seems quiet on the outside, but once you get to know her is so genuine and funny I'm jealous sometimes. I never fail to feel completely safe around her, a quality not many people possess. My dog also adores her so she automatically passed the vibe check.

I love the other one who is going off to college. She's pretty quiet, always under the guise of "I'm Tired," but one can still tell how much she cares from her actions. She fought to be able to induct me into this stupid theater thing at school, and her speech was one of the sweetest things someone has ever said about me. She came to the US as a young teenager and she reminds me every day that you don't have to be remarkable to be happy. I know that sounds like such a backhanded compliment and I don't mean it that way at all - but she helps remind me not to beat myself up for my failures because I owe nobody perfection. I don't know if that makes any sense, but I love her.

And my best friends.

One of them, whom I love, is the definition of a nerd. His whole family is made up of nerds, honestly, but it's one of the few places I feel completely safe. This guy puts his whole soul into things he absolutely does not need to, but he does it anyway because he enjoys devoting himself to everything he does. He caught covid last year and what did he do? He learned every single flag of every country on the planet, is what he did. He isn't perfect at it, but I have yet to find a flag he doesn't know. He learned Blender on his own, and has made really cool things with it. He creates, constantly. He is the only teenager I have ever heard of that actually enjoys shakespeare, and he is not shy about it. He could talk about any of his plays for days, and probably recite more than a couple monologues. He volunteers at the classical play theater in our area because he enjoys it. Honestly, I can't tell you the last time I gave him a proper hug, but I should, because I love him so much. So incredibly much. I hope we stay friends for many many many years.

And I love his twin sister. And calling her his twin sister really doesn't do her justice, because she's her own incredible person aside from her incredible brother. If he's the nerd of the family, she's the artist. She draws these incredible photorealistic pencil drawings, but can also paint like there's no tomorrow, but my favorite things are her sculptures. She made this house out of cardboard, painted it, gave it texture, cut out individual shingles for it, and made a dragon to go on top of it, Lord of the Rings style. The house even has a "stained glass" window and electricity. She spent hours upon hours laboring over this simply because she could. She decided her freshman year that she would begin pole vaulting, and now is damn good at it. Her buildings are always the best-looking on our collective minecraft server. She's a drummer and actually a really good actor although she's a techie at heart. And maybe I like her a little more and a little differently than I would ever admit to her, but that's okay. I value her friendship more than I do some silly feelings which will hopefully pass one day, because I love her so incredibly much, and with her, too, I hope to stay friends for many many many years.

I know not many people are actually going to read this and that's really not the point. I feel a little better just knowing my love for them is out into the world. I am trying to be a warmer, more genuine person. This is just one step closer to telling them just how much I love them. Because I love all of them very much.

#just having a moment #having a lot of feelings #I wish I could tell my friends this but ya boi is not used to being vulnerable #Nobody really talks about how difficult it is for guys to have true close friendships #People think I'm touch averse which I am a little but I want nothing more but to cuddle with these select people #the lack of genuine human connection is jarring sometimes. I love my friends but sometimes it feels like I barely know them #hence why I want to be more genuine and loving #etc etc yk #Could use a hug #shitpost #writing #creative writing #love notes to no one #feelings #idek what to tag this #six of crows #young royals #nightposting #friends

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1-70 for the ask thing 😋

01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents?

Yes. I'm very, very grateful.

02: Who did you last say “I love you” to?

Cat

03: Do you regret anything?

Usually

04: Are you insecure?

Why. Do I seem it

05: What is your relationship status?

Bad

06: How do you want to die?

Unembarrassingly

07: What did you last eat?

Dried figs

08: Played any sports?

All Star cheer, school cheerleading, track and field/pole vault, cross country, college club gymnastics. Honorable fail mentions to basketball and soccer... Not meant for balls, yo

09: Do you bite your nails?

Not anymore, but my hands are usually in my mouth, which is supposed to mean something.

10: When was your last physical fight?

None as an adult. I did go through a punching walls phase but my meds mellowed me right out...

11: Do you like someone?

I would do anything to have a crush on someone right now. Having a crush is so fun

12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours?

I've gone over 4 days without sleeping before 🫠

13: Do you hate anyone at the moment?

Just some random evil people in the world. Nothing personal

14: Do you miss someone?

Yeah

15: Have any pets?

Mocha

16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment?

Idk

17: Ever made out in the bathroom?

Do you know that feeling when you're at a really loud party and you close the door to the bathroom and the music gets all muffled and you see someone's reflection in the mirror and separate from your body? I think it's really rude to hog the bathroom at a party.

18: Are you scared of spiders?

Less than normal amount

19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance?

I'd start over

20: Where was the last place you snogged someone?

SNOGGED. . . ?

21: What are your plans for this weekend?

Laundry, rock climbing, run a 5k, pack for my work trip

22: Do you want to have kids? How many?

I wish... 2 or 3

23: Do you have piercings? How many?

Holes that are currently open on my body: 10 ear piercings and 1 belly button piercing

24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)?

Philosophy

25: Do you miss anyone from your past?

Yes

26: What are you craving right now?

I could eat everything in the entire world every single day, but I won't.

27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart?

I'm not sure because I've been informed that I'm unaware

28: Have you ever been cheated on?

Not particularly

29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry?

I wish

30: What’s irritating you right now?

Dish sitting next to me

31: Does somebody love you?

Yes

32: What is your favourite color?

Green

33: Do you have trust issues?

I have this thing called being crazy where sometimes I think everyone is lying to me or maybe my sister really gaslights me. It's a tricky situation we got here

34: Who/what was your last dream about?

I don't do that

35: Who was the last person you cried in front of?

Cat

36: Do you give out second chances too easily?

My life isn't really that dramatic so shit like that doesn't happen

37: Is it easier to forgive or forget?

Forgor bc I have memory problems. I don't mind forgiving either. As Lauren Conrad said, "I wanna forgive you, and I wanna forget you."

38: Is this year the best year of your life?

NO

39: How old were you when you had your first kiss?

Ten (I was a little slore when I was a kid)

40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked?

Gross

Is anyone gonna talk about how there's no 41 through 50?

51: Favourite food?

I don't have one bc I'm an adult.

52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason?

What a terrible thing to think.

53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night?

Moisturized my feet ten times

54: Is cheating ever okay?

I just had this argument with my sister thirty minutes ago omg

55: Are you mean?

Unfortunately

56: How many people have you fist fought?

LMFAO probably just my little sister

57: Do you believe in true love?

I can't think about that

58: Favourite weather?

Different weather for different activities. Jogging is 55-65, beach is 80+, walking around is 60-70

59: Do you like the snow?

I thought I didn't until it stopped happening

60: Do you wanna get married?

😣😦

61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby?

Yes

62: What makes you happy?

Moving my body

63: Would you change your name?

Yes

64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed?

Probably bc I don't really drink anymore

65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?

Fall in love with them or use it to my advantage. jk. This hasn't happened since I was like 12

66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around?

I used to

67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to?

The phrasing of these questions is so funny and 2012. my contortion teacher? Lol

68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?

My therapist. 🤢 I don't think deep conversations or introspection or reflection is even good for you (genuine).

69: Do you believe in soulmates?

No.

70: Is there anyone you would die for?

Not yet. That's too much of a burden to put on someone else.

#thanks for the ask!#long post

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Azerbaijan Grand Prix: Max Verstappen wins in as Charles Leclerc retires

Verstappen won the 25th race of his career Max Verstappen won the Azerbaijan Grand Prix and took control of the world championship after an engine failure on Charles Leclerc's Ferrari. Leclerc's second engine-related retirement from the lead in three grands prix leaves him trailing Verstappen by 35 points, despite six pole positions in eight races. And it continues the impression that Ferrari's season is falling apart after such a promising start as Leclerc's team-mate Carlos Sainz also failed to finish, following an early hydraulic failure. Verstappen led team-mate Sergio Perez to a Red Bull one-two, as George Russell took third for Mercedes, with team-mate Lewis Hamilton fighting back to finish fourth. 'It is more than significant. I don't really have the words' Leclerc immediately lost the advantage he had earned with a dazzling pole position lap as Perez dived for the inside into Turn One after a good start. The Ferrari then came under pressure from Verstappen, but was able to hold the Dutchman off until a virtual safety car period on lap nine caused by Sainz parking up in a run-off area. Ferrari leapt on the opportunity to pit for fresh tyres, which Red Bull did not, hoping that it would vault Leclerc into the lead - which a few laps later it did. As Leclerc dropped briefly down to third following his stop, Verstappen soon closed in on Perez and passed for the lead on lap 15, after the Mexican was told "no fighting". Perez stopped the next time around, and Verstappen two laps later. After the Red Bull drivers' stops, the race looked set to boil down to whether Leclerc, in the lead, could hold off the challenge of the Red Bulls, who would have a significant grip advantage. And that question would have been made all the more intriguing by a second virtual safety car when Kevin Magnussen's Haas suffered a failure in his Ferrari engine. But by the time the Dane pulled off, Leclerc was long out of the race, a cloud of smoke erupting behind his car towards the end of lap 21. "I am more than frustrated," Leclerc said. "The first stint we weren't particularly at the beginning but then I was catching back Checo. I think pitting was the right choice. We were leading and then I was managing the tyres well. We just had to manage the tyres to the end and we were in the best position to do that. Another DNF. It hurts. "It is more than significant. I don't really have the words. It is just a huge disappointment and I hope we can jump back from it and be on top of those things." From that moment on, Red Bull were in total control. Verstappen comfortably had the measure of Perez and the two cars cruised to the flag. The heat was on as cars and drivers lined up on the hot grid on Baku More to follow via BBC Sport - Formula 1 http://www.bbc.co.uk/sport/

#F1 #Azerbaijan Grand Prix: Max Verstappen wins in as Charles Leclerc retires #Formula 1

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So, yesterday I said I'd be doing an animal crossing character today. Animal Crossing is Nintendo's cute little life sim game that uses a real time clock. Currently Animal Crossing is represented with Villager and Isabelle two great characters to represent the series.

When people ask for new animal crossing characters, they typically go for like, Tom Nook, one of the shop keepers, or Redd. All great choices but locks the animal crossing characters to just the important characters. I think we should try to incorporate one of the actual villagers. Now, choosing a villager is something that should be obscenely difficult. But here's the thing, I think I've got a good choice myself.

I've chosen Kangaroo Villager Walt. So when making a move set for a villager, I think we shouldn't reference the game mechanics, but instead, the implied lore of the characters. So Walt seems to be implied to be a martial artist, or at least attempting to be one and not succeeding. That is to say, I think it'd be a fun idea to have him for lack of better words, a bit of a joke character. Where he's stumbling through his attacks often falling over if he misses. Here's a silly move set idea

Neutral B, he performs a roundhouse kick, if it hits it does massive damage similar in nature to Falcon Punch, BUT if he misses he goes into knockdown. If he misses in the air he goes into special fall.

Up B is a move he will always succeed at, and it's the only game mechanic reference, he used New Horizon's pole vault to push against the ground and move up, this doesn't put him in special fall. If used in the air it works identically down to him not going into special fall.

Side B is a move where he uses his tail to launch himself sideways. If it hits he bounces off the opponent similar to Falcon's Up B for lack of better comparison. When he misses he will fall onto the ground and once more go into knock down. if used in the air he goes into special fall if he misses.

Down B is him attempting to do a counter. If he succeeds he uses the attack he gets hit by to perform a counter attack. if he fails he flops on the ground invincibly. if used in the air he basically performs an air dodge if he fails to counter. If you hold a direction when you get hit thats the direction he launches them

His final smash would be him pounding the ground with his feet and you'd somehow end up on a boat... with Guliver and Walt, the boat crashes, Walt stands up first. enemy goes flying after somehow.

This was a fun experiment to write out. I can't wait to do more. I know my following is nonexistent but I'd like to do a poll for what franchise to do next eventually. I don't know what franchise to do next, I'll probably figure it out while I'm at work.

#super smash bros #super smash ultimate #nintendo #animal crossing #animal crosing new horizons #Daily post #Day 6

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Judges 3: 1-4. "The Tests."

Judges 1 states there can be no contests between Perizzites, "wild things" and Canaanites, "zealots" for the time and attention of a Jew.

Judges 2 says something called a Shoftim will free the Jew from their influences and tear down their Asherah Poles, the axioms that cause a disturbing intersection between religion and common sense to uproot the mind.

Judges 3 commences here:

3 These are the nations the Lord left to test all those Israelites who had not experienced any of the wars in Canaan

2 (he did this only to teach warfare to the descendants of the Israelites who had not had previous battle experience):

3 the five rulers of the Philistines, all the Canaanites, the Sidonians, and the Hivites living in the Lebanon mountains from Mount Baal Hermon to Lebo Hamath.

4 They were left to test the Israelites to see whether they would obey the Lord’s commands, which he had given their ancestors through Moses.

Obedience to the Laws of Moses creates the elevated pattern of thinking that culminates in the Jew. The Shoftim, the Judgements are the key to understanding how and what to obey in order to achieve the desired level of elevation. The process starts with Day 1: There is One God who creates the heavens and the earth by vaulting back the darkness from the Light, creating order.

All sound judgement depends on the owner of one's mind and self becoming skilled at Day 1. The Torah likens the process of taking ownership over the Light a war.

The enemies of the Light include:

The Philistines: "Tunnelers." Mormons and their friends in Hamas Hezbollah, and the Houthis are tunnelers. With them anything goes and there is no real logic behind their bizarre, violent, oversexed behaviors. Try and find it, and you will fail.

2. Canaanites: Orthodox traditionalists like the Evangelicals and certain sects of Judaism and Islam. These are the opposite of Tunnelers. They read and repeat religious scripture and uninventively try to conquer society in order to enforce their very rigid approach to religion. Mormons try to get away with whatever they want, Canaanites will try to box the rest of the world in, force it to conform regardless of the expense.

3. Sidonians: Hunters and Pillagers. "Hunts down problems rather than solutions." Republicans are good examples of Sidonians. They create all kinds of weird problems and redirect all of our resources while really good ideas and gracious activities get put on hold.

4. Hivites: "Tent Dwellers". Democracies are Tent Cities. They have great potential to change and grow but unfortunatley, if the people that comprise them are numchuks, like they are in America, Democracy is a recipe for failure and disaster.

The Torah decries rapid changes in leadership and government forces in favor of a Jewish Hebrew Monarchy that commits to waging life according to the stable forces named in the Torah which permit for the continual and progressive influences of civilization to maintain our international human climb towards the enlightenment of heaven.

They lived in the Lebanon mountains from Mount Baal Hermon to Lebo Hamath.

Lebanon Mountains= mountains of pure white= leprosy= lack of complete understanding and belief in God.

Mount Baal Hermon= isolated place where the Lord of Destruction resides.

The verb חרם (haram) describes to separate something from its natural economy and consign it to the afterlife. In practice this may either mean to grab hold of something and utterly obliterate it forever, or else set it aside for its forever keeping or some special sacred service (hence the word "harem").

The noun חרם (herem) may either refer to the act of designating something to the afterlife, or the item so designated. Perhaps a second but identical noun (or else this same noun) describes a fishing net. Such a net is of course an item with which fish are extracted from their natural economy and designated their afterlife.

One is not supposed to be tapped like a fish by a false god, one invented by man, people like Tony Perkins, Pat Robertson, or those freaky Mormons who will fuck the shit out of you and throw you in a ditch without a single glance backwards.

Lebo Hamath=

The particle ל (le) means to or onto and may describe a physical or mental motion toward or a behavioral effort, an evolutionary one or express determination or purpose. The name of this letter, lamed, describes a cattle prod or goad.

The very common verb בוא (bo') means to come, or rather: to move from a condition of wide dispersal toward a focal point of contraction. Noun באה (bi'a) means entrance or entry.

Noun מבוא (mabo') denotes the act of entering, or the place where the verb is performed, namely an entrance. A specific use of this noun describes the place where the sun "comes" or sets, causing this noun to be synonymous with the west.

Noun תבואה (tebu'a) denotes an item that experiences the verb, or specifically: a field upon which harvesters collect the yield in order to stack it at a central point of storage.

All of this revolves around the question of prophecy and false prophecy. A real prophet appears to vivisect human history, to try to force it to change. The changes almost always involve greater reverence for that which is unchanging about religion and life on earth. Cruelty has always been a misgiving of the human race, and it is forbidden by every religion in human history. Prophets are sent by God to address this lack of recognition and section periods of human history that are rife with cruelty due to false prophets originating fromt the four groups named above.

In this way, every Jew is supposed to be a Judge of Humanity, a major prophet.

The Values in Gematria are:

v. 1 These are the nations the Lord left to test all those Israelites. the Value in Gematria is 5776, הזזו‎‎‎, "move."

Moving is traumatic, it invokes insecurity unless the movement is in response to upward mobiltiy. Movement side to side within the labyrinth trap of historically incorrect ideas found in religion is decidely Unjewish.

v. 2: He did this to teach warfare. As stated, one combats that which has no foothold in the obvious. The Value in Gematria is 6418, ו‎דא‎ח, "to able to view the difference between the knowledge and the opinion."

v. 3: ‎The Five Rulers. There are Five Seraphim, the Hand of God, there are Five Books in the Torah, and there are Five Antigods that are found in this passage. The Value in Gematria is 6749, ו‎זדט‎, and zedt, "and you marched."

v. 4: Were left to test the Israelites. An Israelite is any one of the qualities of Jew named by the Torah. The rest of the Tanakh was written to turn these terms into peak levels of understanding about the Jewish Self. The Shoftim are a handbook of these characteristics as they pertain to "combat'' with the rest of the world.

The Hand of God must always reign victorious over the Hand of Baal. No matter when or at what point in one's lifetime or how often a Jew is called to wage this fight, this is a fact none of us must forget.

The Value in Gematria is 9800, טחאֶפֶסאֶפֶס, "or miss out."

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