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Emergency Financial Support
So right now my parents and I are broke. We can barely afford groceries and basic needs. We have no spare money to pay for plumbers to fix our bathroom or electricians to repair our outlets. We can barely keep up with our bills with our current house thanks to the fact that we are still paying for our old house. Our old house hasn't sold in months and we're starting to doubt whether or not it'll sell. We're currently paying for electricity and water for both houses. Even though we haven't been in our old house since July. Our new house is nearly twice as expensive than the old one due to the cost of living here being very expensive.
Yes, I have a part-time job. But due to the work laws in Washington for minors, I cannot work more than 20 hours a week. I make $15/per hour and I work two six hour shifts along with two three hour shifts. I work about 19 hours a week and I keep pushing the legal limit. I get bi-weekly paychecks, but taxes take nearly $50 out of each one. I should be making $285-$290 a paycheck. But the taxes turn that into barely more than $230. My mum has a job as well, but she makes even less than me. My dad has a full-time job and career. But the salary he gets means nothing in this state's economy. Pretty much 80% of his paychecks have gone into paying for the old house and the new house bills.
Due to the laws for minors in America, I cannot use any payment apps. I can't use PayPal, Venmo, Cashapp, GoFundMe, or Ko-fi. I cannot do direct donations. My commissions are still open and have been open for weeks now, but nobody seems to notice it anymore. I'm desperate for anything at this point. I'm down to $50 in my bank account and I keep having to pull money out of my savings to stay afloat.
Please message me for my dad's PayPal account if you want to donate money. I will take ANYTHING. I'll continue to do commissions as well. I'm sorry I have to beg like this but I'm scared we're going to starve. It's happened before and it could very likely happen again. I know this post will be buried under everything just like my commissions post was. But please, just share this and reblog this as much as you can. I don't want to fall into bankruptcy again.
Please share this as much as you possibly can.
#im scared#I'm really fucking scared#i dont wanna be homeless in this state#being homeless in arizona was safer than being homeless in Washington#im scared that if i tag this as financial aid im just gonna get a bunch of sugar daddies asking me to sell my body
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Oh Baby — Quinn Hughes
Summary: In which you go into labor in another state unsure if your husband will be there to meet your daughter with you
Content Warnings; Labor, Cussing, Needles
Pairing; Husband! Quinn Hughes x Fem Reader
“I’m gonna kill him! Jack, I swear to god I’m gonna kill your brother!” Jack rubbed your back reassuringly, “I know honey. But you can wait to kill him until after my perfect niece is here, right?” You gripped the sleeve of your brother in law’s t-shirt, “If you don’t stop talking Jack, I’ll you first!” A plethora of pain coursed through your body as another contraction ripped through you. Jack gritted his teeth as you clawed his hand.
Jack had always been the one of your two brothers in law that you were closer to, majority of that being the closeness in your ages comparatively to you and Luke. You were 3 years older than Jack and 5 years older than Luke. So you and Jack were closer friends. So when your water broke as you were meeting a realtor for a potential new location for your chain of restaurants, you called Jack knowing he was less than 3 hours away in Washington while Quinn was on his way back from Boston. You had checked into the hospital and gotten situated by the time Jack got to the hospital.
He rushed in holding your hospital bag for the baby, a bag for yourself and another bag of stuff for Quinn. He had called Quinn and reassured his older brother that you were okay, although Quinn could hear you cussing at your ob as she gave you an epidural block. Quinn assured his younger brother that he would be back in time to meet his daughter with you. As time progressed you began to lose hope.
You were in hysterics as you were finally pushing, “Jack I’m scared. What if I’m not cut out to be a mom? I mean I’m only 25 and we just got married. I’m scared that me and Quinn won’t work out.” Jack held your hand somehow tighter, “You are the most amazing person I know, you always know what to say Y/N, you are going to be a perfect mom. And you and Quinn are like a damn rom-com movie. You will be okay, the minute you see your baby girl you will know.” You sobbed as you forced another push, “Thank you.”
The door opened and Quinn rushed in, “I’m here! I may have a ticket but I’m here.” You looked up at your husband, “You made it.” Quinn pressed a soft kiss against your lips, “I wouldn’t miss this for the world.” Your OBGYN smiled, “Hey Mr Hughes, you made it just in time. Give me one more push and you’ll have your perfect girl.” You clutched Quinn’s hand, unaware of Jack who had taken out a digital camcorder and had started to record you and Quinn’s faces as you let out a groan and clutched Quinn’s hand as you pushed.
You collapsed back when you heard it, your newborn daughter’s cries. You felt your heart clench as the OBGYN spoke, “So dad, do you wanna do the honors?” Quinn’s eyes welled with happy tears as he nodded, “Your damn right I do.” Quinn took the scissors and cut the umbilical cord. With the doctors okay, Quinn held your daughter oh so carefully and placed her on your chest. You reached your finger out and your heart shattered and somehow felt more filled as your daughter’s tiny hand wrapped around your finger, “She’s perfect. Look at her Quinn. That’s all us.”
Quinn melted into you, “She might be the girl I love most in the world now.” Jack smiled with teary eyes, “So what’s my new best friends name?” You smiled at your daughter, “Lorelei Jacqueline Hughes. After my mom and my girls alleged best uncle.” Jack grinned at his newborn niece, “Rory Jackie Hughes. You are so perfect, and you lucked out in the parent department. You have the best mommy ever. Your daddy is alright.”
You smiled weakly at your husband, “I have never loved two people this much. This is the best and most fulfilling experience of my life. I love you Quinn Hughes, with all I am.” Quinn kissed you softly, “I love you too Y/N Hughes, will everything in my heart.”
#hockey player x reader#fanfic#hockey#nhl#nhl fanfiction#jh86#lh44#qh43#quinn hughes x you#quinn hughes x reader#quinn hughes#quinn hughes x y/n#mom#dad#newborn baby
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There’s No Escape (Part 1)
Summary: You are going through a rather nasty breakup as you escape your ex-boyfriend’s apartment while he’s away on a top secret government assignment. You move to a completely new state in hopes he won’t find you. You clearly underestimated his determination because he has no intention of letting you go.
Pairing: yandere!Leon Kennedy x fem!reader (afab)
Word Count: 1.1k (Next part should be longer! Wanted to get story building stuff out of the way before getting to the good stuff ;) )
If any of the warnings below trigger you, please kindly pass on this fic
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, actions depicted in this story are not condoned in real life; if you feel this way, please go touch grass
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT OR I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL YEET YOU INTO THE GODDAMN SUN. Thank you!
Warnings (may not apply to all parts): Sex, gaslighting, swearing, stalking, acts of violence, blood, dubcon, kidnapping, pet names (baby, doll, angel, sweetheart, etc.), PTSD triggers, unprotected sex, forced breeding, daddy kink, manipulation, oral (m and f receiving), choking, overstimulation, knife play, gunplay. Long story short, DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT. More warnings may be added in the future
A/N: @dollrxst, @hxllfiredoll, @nexyswrites, @ghostkennedy, @lipglossanon and like a bunch of others who’s fics I’ve consumed and have been inspired by, this is all your fault and I’m not even mad about it. Please excuse grammatical errors and such, it’s been a hot second since I’ve written stuff like this. Enjoy!
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It was now or never.
Leon Scott Kennedy, your soon to be ex-boyfriend, is away on some top secret government assignment and isn’t due back for about three days. You had been seeing each other for about six months and he insisted you move in with him after three months. He seemed wonderful at first, but living with him proved to be way more than you had signed up for.
He was bat shit insane.
You weren’t sure if it was due to unaddressed trauma from his line of work or whatever but his controlling and sick nature was ludicrous to you. He was controlling, manipulative and sick in the head. His idea of fun was holding a knife to your throat while fucking the absolute shit out of you. That was just the tip of the iceberg on the things he forced you to do for his pleasure.
Anything you absolutely could not live without was getting stuffed into your little Jeep Renegade. If it didn’t fit, it was getting left behind because you had absolutely no intention of coming back. Clothes, toiletries, some of your books, your video game console and games, a couple pillows and some sheets all got stuffed in. When you were confident you had everything essential for your impromptu move, you closed the back hatch on the Renegade and grabbed your purse, phone and car keys from the kitchen counter, making sure to leave the copy of the apartment key you miraculously found behind. You lock the apartment door and shut it. You lean up against it and take a deep breath before you rush back down to your car. You had a long ride ahead of you; Washington D.C. to Boston was about a 9 hour drive.
It was now or never; you weren’t about to squander this opportunity to escape.
🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤
It was dark by the time you finally arrived in Boston. You navigate the confusing winding streets and find your apartment that you got with your best friend, Becky. You see her come out of the front door as you pull up in your car and park. You see her wave as you step out.
“Hey, you made it! I trust you had a good ride,” she inquires.
“Yeah, long as hell, sorry I’m so late. What time is it?”
“It’s like 9:30, come on in! I ordered pizza for us,” she says, motioning you in.
You grab your purse, keys, phone and one of the pillows you had stuffed into your car and go inside the apartment. You decide you can unload your stuff in the morning. The kitchen is the first room you end up in and you set your stuff down on the small island before stumbling your tired legs into the living room where the smell of pizza was calling your name. You practically collapse in a reclining chair after grabbing a slice of pizza from the box on the coffee table. You let out a loud sigh of relief. You made it. You escaped.
“How are you feeling?” Becky asks before taking a bite out of her slice of pizza.
You finish chewing on yours and swallow hard, “I’ve never been so happy in my life. I’m honestly surprised I’m not dead from some of the bullshit Leon pulled.”
Becky shifts nervously on the couch. She was the only person you confided in about your sick, demented ex-boyfriend. You didn’t even tell your parents, you didn’t want to worry them.
When you moved in with Leon, he forced you to quit your well paying I.T. job and forbade you from ever leaving the apartment alone. He took your phone away, but you found ways to sneak it back so that you could at least contact Becky. You didn’t want to think about the things he made you do; it was an absolute miracle you weren’t dead or pregnant from the amount of abuse you endured.
“He hasn’t contacted you yet, has he?”
You shake your head, closing your eyes as you lean back in the recliner, “nah, he won’t be back from whatever assignment he’s on for another few days, and I blocked his number.”
“Good,” Becky replies with a nod.
“I’m going to hit the sack,” you say suddenly as you get up from the chair and begin to walk back into the kitchen to collect your stuff.
“No problem, I’ll help you unload your car tomorrow. I was able to get the day off from work.”
“Thanks, Becky.”
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It’s late in the afternoon when Leon finally gets home from his excursion, his forearms covered in scraps and bruises. He couldn’t wait to see his baby girl, his cock growing hard from the anticipation.
He fumbled with his keys in the low light until finding the correct one to unlock the front door to the apartment. He unlocks the door and opens it.
“Sweetheart, I’m home!” Leon calls out.
But there’s no response.
“Sweetie? Are you asleep?”
Nothing.
Leon could feel adrenaline rush through his veins as he starts to frantically search each room for his sweetheart. He became hyper aware of the dead silence of the apartment the further he searched. When he got to the bedroom, he ripped the closet doors open and found most of your clothes were gone. He ran into the bathroom; your toiletries were gone. Almost all your belongings were gone.
“No, no, no, no, nO, NO, NO!”
Where could you have gone? He never in a million dreams imagined you would ever leave him. You belonged to him. You were his everything. Everything he did, he did it for you, he did it to keep you safe from the disgusting world. Pure rage began to flow through him as he stalked back into the kitchen. Unsheathing his knife, he stabbed it into the center of the small dining table before he used both hands to flip it, letting out a primal growl as he did so.
“That fucking ungrateful bitch!” he growls before walking over to the overturned table to retrieve his knife.
“I loved you, took care of you, protected you… and this is the thanks I get…”
He pulls out his cellphone, dialing your number and putting the phone to his ear.
“We’re sorry, the number you have dialed cannot be reached at this time. Please check the number and try again.”
Taking a deep breath, he then attempts to send a text to the number.
We’re sorry, the number you have entered is not valid.
Breathing heavily, he puts his phone back in his pocket, balling both his fists and closing his cobalt eyes. He stood there for a moment, seething when he suddenly appeared to have a revelation. His eyes snap back open and he digs his phone back out from his pocket and opens an app. A smile slowly overcomes him as stares down at the phone like he was staring down at a long lost lover.
“There you are. Don’t worry baby girl. Daddy’s coming to get you.”
Part 2
#leon kennedy x reader#yandere!leon kennedy#leon kennedy#afab reader#gigabyte writes#there's no escape
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Hybrids Mafia Princess Pt3
Series Masterlist
Tag List: @a-beaverhausen @ranisingsnew @ronswhoree @susannahmikaelson @skulliecadaver-blog @yeaiamme2 @nataliewalker93
Compelling Tony Stark to plan the party was surprisingly easy.
Klaus had found that Tony was an exuberant, spirited and animated person who was much too into over indulgence so when he announced a birthday party for his dog, no one was shocked. His dog was old and a loved member of their family so it worked out and the irony was not lost on Klaus, knowing that James forcing his daughter to go to a birthday party for a dog after what he had just done to her dog was a cruel and painful thing that her father wouldn’t think twice about but that she definitely would.
Waiting was the only painful part of his plan and so he distracted himself by focusing on getting Y/n away from New York. Just from listening to her talk and watching her for the last few days he knew she loved rainy/cloudy weather, preferred having privacy, and wanted to be around nature. He had found a perfect house in Washington state that he knew she would love (and knew her father would have trouble finding) that was in the woods away from other people, in a rainy place with plenty of privacy and a maid and chef already hired to work the house. Not to mention he will have an army of Hybrids to help protect his mate as soon as he finds a wolf pack to turn (which in Washington won’t be hard). He bought everything she could possibly want and everything he thought she would like, especially as his Princess had absolutely no experience in sexual situations and he would be able to teach her everything he wanted. An inexperienced Princess with Daddy issues? She would be so eager to please she would give him anything he wants.
The party came about a week after him getting shot and he stayed off to the side away from as many people as possible unless Tony was “introducing him” to one of James’ friends, thinking it would be beneficial to have them compelled to like him at the very least.
From the moment she walked in, Klaus couldn’t tear his eyes away from her. He wanted to tear that dress away from her, she was gorgeous and he found himself mesmerized, even as he felt the glare James Barnes had set on him as Klaus wasn’t exactly being subtle about him ogling his mate. James directed Y/n into one of the rooms with himself and his wife while he went to schmooze with the assholes and Klaus waited, watching his girl and watching James as both himself and his wife began drinking with Tony (as Klaus had compelled Tony to do to excess) before approaching Y/n.
She was sitting in the corner alone with the long forgotten “Birthday Boy” who was a white XL Pitbull named Ghost.
‘Mind if I join you?’ Klaus asked and her head jerked up in surprise.
‘Oh, sure, if you want. Though I’m sure you would be much more comfortable over there.’ She nodded her head over to a group of women by the bar. Parties for people like these men always have the option of women to take home, many of the men never getting married and staying “terminal bachelors” as if it makes them attractive. Klaus believes it just makes them stupid. You have everything except someone to love you and give you a family but you’re content with whores for the rest of your short life? At least Klaus had eternity to find Y/n, when you don’t have that kind of time and you waste it you are just stupid.
Y/n had noticed the girls that had been watching him for the better part of an hour with flirty faces, twirling their hair but he never gave them a second glance which Y/n noticed immediately. Growing up here, every man, even the married ones, stared at those sort of girls at every party but this attractive seemingly single guy isn’t…it struck her as odd but she brushed it off until now.
‘No, here is perfectly comfortable, thank you…I’m Klaus. It’s nice to meet you.’ He held out his hand and when Y/n moved to take it Klaus pulled her hand close and leaned down, pressing his lips to her knuckles, never taking his eyes off of hers.
‘It’s lovely to meet you Klaus. I’m Y/n Barnes, though I’m sure you knew that.’ He could instantly see that she had issue with her name when it came to meeting people.
‘I did know that, Tony told me earlier when you arrived, why are you so sure though?’
Her eyes widened and she stammered a moment. ‘B-because-Well because everyone does. People want to get on my fathers good side and they act like getting to know me first will achieve it. A little advice, just so you don’t fuck yourself on this one. My father hates men talking to me, so getting to know me first is a terrible plan, he’s going to hate you before he even meets you so you should probably just go introduce yourself to him.’
Klaus found the sad look in her eyes to be heart breaking. Her entire life she wasn’t allowed friends, boyfriends, interaction with anyone who didn’t work for her father and even at these parties, something she should enjoy if not just for the human interaction, all anyone and everyone wanted was to get to her father. Men flirted with her and made her feel desirable just to pull the rug from under her by wanting to get on her fathers good side.
‘Thank you, that was very kind advice. However I have no interest in your father, I was just hoping to sit with a lovely girl and have a drink…can I get you a drink?’ She looked stunned but shook it off before nodding her head.
‘Sure Klaus, that sounds nice.’ He moved to the bar and got her a glass of wine and him a bourbon before returning to the couch, sitting on the opposite side of the dog, wanting her to move closer at her own pace knowing it will make her feel more comfortable. ‘Thank you. Are you a new friend of Tony’s? I’ve never seen you here before, the faces here are always the same so it’s easy to spot a new one.’
‘Yes, we met a few weeks ago and he invited me to this, said he wanted me to meet some of his friends. I’m a painter you see, and Tony has bought some of my work, he knows some other men here who love art and might like my paintings.’ Y/n smiled at that, loving that he wasn’t another asshole just trying to use her.
‘Oh wow, I would love to see your work sometime. I admit I’m not much of a great judge but I enjoy seeing how people’s interpretations of art differs from others.’ Klaus couldn’t keep the smile from his face, loving her honest and intelligent answer before standing and holding out his hand for her to take and she did, following him out of the room and into the den to see the paintings that Tony had bought from Klaus as an explanation as to why he’s here. ‘My God, Klaus! These are amazing…I like seeing artwork that makes you feel something…they feel angry but in a sad way, like…like a grasping for control sort of way.’ He watched her face as she looked at his work and he loved that he could make something that could make her smile. ‘Oh God, I’ve offended you, I didn’t-‘
‘Not at all gorgeous, you’re quite right actually. Painting is a metaphor for control. Every choice is mine, the canvas, the color. As a child I had neither a sense of the world nor my place in it but art taught me that one’s vision can be achieved by sheer force of will…you have no control in your life either, do you?’ She looked back at him away from the painting and he instantly reached out to brush away the tears in her eyes, hesitating only a moment as she flinched before gently brushing her tears.
‘How long did it take? Finding your place in the world?’ She asked and he wished he could give her an answer.
‘I have no place in the world…however finding people that you love and being with them makes it all worth living with the little control that you can have-‘
‘Why can’t I have all of it? My father gets to have complete control of everything in his life, and I’m just…’ Klaus took Y/n’s hand and pulled her to sit on the desk, looking at her firmly.
‘Listen to me Princess, your fathers control is an illusion, it’s called money and it’s not real. It’s a social construct that we put way too much worth on and pretend it means we rule the world. Your father is a billionaire, right?’ She nodded. ‘And with that he has men with guns to enforce his rules and push his sense of control on everyone, but if that money was gone that control wouldn’t exist. It’s not real. I mean look at me, I have billions of dollars in money, artifacts, paintings, jewelry, but I don’t try and rule the world. I control my life and what’s important to me, that should be enough…you should be enough and if you’re not then…then he doesn’t deserve you Princess.’
Klaus was sure to leave out the part about him planning to have an army and control much like that of her father but it didn’t matter, because he would do that and still take care of and love her the way her father didn’t.
The next thing he knew Y/n had grabbed ahold of his jacket and pulled him down to press her lips against his. He couldn’t say he was surprised, or displeased, resting his hands on her waist and taking control of the needy kiss. For having no experience she was actually quite good at it and she quickly wrapped her arms around his neck as he pulled her against his chest.
Just as Klaus was about to trail his hands down to her skirt they both jumped, hearing her name being shouted. ‘Hide!’ She whispered harshly.
‘Y/n-‘
‘No time for arguments, I’m not letting you get shot! Hide! Now!’ Y/n pushed him behind the desk and he sighed, crawling under it after pulling her in to kiss him one final time.
‘This isn’t over Princess, you’re mine now.’ He warned, enjoying the blush on her cheeks before she moved back around the desk to the wall where she looked back up at the painting before the door opened and Klaus could hear Steve’s voice.
‘Did you not hear me calling you?’ He questioned, exasperated.
‘No, I heard you, I just didn’t care.’ It took everything in Klaus in that moment not to laugh.
‘Y/n-‘
‘I would appreciate it if we kept all speaking to a minimum of what is absolutely necessary. Why did you come looking for me?’
‘Your parents are leaving, time to go home.’
‘Fine. Let’s go then, I want a shower and my bed.’ The door shut a moment later and Klaus moved quickly, crawling out and returning to the party before anyone suspected anything, watching the family leave.
He was happy to finally know what her lips tasted like on his own but it wasn’t enough. He would have her.
Tonight.
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Dungeons and Daddies Wiki Drama: A Greek Tragedy Told through the Medium of Forum Posts (Part 2)
Act 2: The Wax Melts, The Sea Beckons
In which the wings begin to fall apart.
Despite the drama unfolding over the November admin discussion post, wiki life continued. User posts showed cracks in the foundation. Something was rotten in the state of Wikia.
November 6th, 2023:
November 9th, 2023:
It seems that the administrators were deleting pages, instituting rigid new rules about how long a post could stay unfinished (and, apparently, what qualified as unfinished).
Enter anonymous wiki user Chekovsnakess.
November 23rd, 2023:
Chekovsnakess pointed out the issue inherent in the deletions- moderators wanted more people to engage with the wiki, but what's the point, when the page will get nuked?
Chekovsnakess: "The wiki feels more of the admins' wiki rather than a community wiki."
The admins didn't take well to this critique.
TwoRatner: "In no way have we, the admins, been hostile."
TheOneTrueGod41: "It can't be unprofessional if we absolutely mean it."
PawnSum: "Uh, you can't type fast or something? I can, so that shouldn't be a problem."
Also, iconic quote from PawnSum: "I literally broke my ankle and couldn't get home, so I understand what pain is."
PawnSum makes a good point- only they, a wiki editor experiencing mild criticism and a broken ankle, could ever understand true pain.
Opening a paragraph with "you also don't seem to understand that your opinions aren't facts" and closing it with "Please stop leaving and just stay!"
A masterpiece of salesmanship. Glenn and his high Persuasion rolls could only hope to reach the levels of charisma displayed by wiki administrator TwoRatner.
Other iconic TwoRatner quotes:
"Admins are like princiPALS after all, or a nice janitor."
"You want me to quick my job? I can't! I already paid for the funeral and now I need more money to feed my family."
After this, Chekovsnakess remained silent, perhaps choosing to disengage from fandom wiki drama and move on with their life. An unthinkable choice, to be sure.
More users turned to the forums to express frustrations with the wiki, falling on the administrator's deaf ears.
November 29th, 2023:
December 3rd, 2023:
With this, we segue to the moderator response to wiki user critiques: splitting the wiki into two websites with separate mod teams, one for season 1 of the podcast and one for season 2.
In haunting Anakin-like fashion, TwoRatner says "I promise to bring about a satisfying future to this wiki." A promise they would be unable to live up to.
December 2nd, 2023:
TwoRatner's attempt to bring peace to their new empire wiki would first involve mysterious user Largeo and a separation on par with the Great Church Schism of 1054. Equally important decisions with equally worldwide consequences.
TwoRatner made the generous decision to put this up for a community vote, with only one dissenter: Zilstreet.
Zilstreet pointed out the obvious criticism: wouldn't splitting a wiki for a single show between two different places make it confusing for casual browsers? What about characters that appear in both seasons? Was there a specific game plan?
This was met with a measured, thoughtful response from the administrators.
"When life gives you grapefruit, you make grapefruit pellets to shoot at your friends, because plastic pellets hurt." -HungerBunger, December 5th 2023
How dare Zilstreet not take into account HungerBunger's trauma and exercises in extending trust???
"It's very obvious. We clearly thought about this."
Indeed.
More users with suspiciously similar speech patterns chime in to support TwoRatner's proposal.
Interestingly, MotPot brings up jazz unprompted. Where have we seen that before? Honic Washington and The One True God 41, in Part 1.
Clearly, there must be a lot of overlap between jazz fans and D&D podcast wiki editors.
Marth8204 came out swinging, telling Zilstreet that they should be ashamed for having the audacity to ask questions about a drastic site change, but seemed pacified by TwoRatner's warning to "tone it down a bit."
TwoRatner imposed a deadline for users to vote on the change.
FunderStun also came out swinging- this time, against Gaycowboyrats (featured in Part 1) and... Amber Heard? Then they delivered this line: "There is no savior, so we have to be."
Again, poetry.
And again, I'd like to put a pin in the Gaycowboyrats reference.
Thus ended the split discussion thread, leaving me with more questions than answers.
Nicoh Watonshing seems to be referring to wiki security breaches. Was this an ongoing issue? Were admins getting hacked? If so, by whom? What could hackers possibly want from the wiki?
What happened between Brazil86 and TwoMarshall? What did Brazil86 do wrong? Are there any words in the English language that can strike as much fear in one's heart as "abnormally long Discord call"?
Note the TwoMarshall brother reference: this is very similar to references made by TwoRatner to a brother that died. How coincidental.
This period of forum volatility closely follows the themes established in Act 1: a strict, opaque sense of wiki justice, wiki moderator power as a status more important than wiki functionality, calling for more community engagement while largely ignoring community engagement when it happened, and making drastic changes in response to real or perceived wiki problems.
Here, we see more new administrator names pop up in the forums with similar styles of speech and occasional non-sequiturs, even after Honic Washington's (apparent) departure.
Here, we see new discontent in the moderator ranks- some apparent failure by Brazil86, and its severe consequences with TwoMarshall.
Here, we see two moderators (TwoRatner and TwoMarshall) with similar brother-related situations. Did TwoRatner switch accounts? Was this related to the alleged security breaches in the wiki?
Despite being active in the forums and wiki at large before this, Gaycowboyrats is now conspicuously absent except for the reference by FunderStun, who wants to remove Gaycowboyrats from his position of influence and "free" the fandom.
Has the Dungeons and Daddies wiki been subject to some kind of administrator security breach and subsequent overthrow, resulting in a schism?
Life seems to be giving this wiki a lot of grapefruit.
And when life gives you grapefuit, you make grapefruit pellets to shoot your friends.
Chorus:
A statement from Zil Street.
Interim attempts at community engagement by the administrators.
Stay tuned for part 3 tomorrow with the thrilling conclusion of the wiki split saga!
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tagged by the lovely @pascalpvnk thank you, honey!! <3
1. Were you named after anyone?
technically, yes? my parents had a ton of boy names picked out, but no girl names (this is funny to me now as someone that falls into the genderqueer/nonbinary camp) but my mom was working in the electronics department at fred meyer in the mid 90s and a customer came in with the name "erin" and she was reminded of erin moran from happy days and she went "i've always liked that name" and here i am lmao
2. When was the last time you cried?
uhhh i think a tiktok made me cry a few nights ago lol
3. Do you have kids?
(did i have to do all that for an answer? no, but i did)
i'd be down for being a different kind of daddy tho 😉😌
4. What sports do you play/have played?
i played softball for a little bit but i got bullied pretty hard so i stopped. i discovered music a couple years later tho so it worked out in the end
5. Do you use sarcasm?
clearly we've never met if you're asking lmao
6. What’s the first thing you notice about people?
eyes/faces
7. What’s your eye color?
blue/grey
8. Scary movies or happy endings?
9. Any talents?
i've been playing the violin (inconsistently) for 20 years, does that count?
10. Where were you born?
washington state
11. What are your hobbies?
video games, making gifs, and reading fanfiction
12. Do you have any pets?
yes, my little psycho baby cat, tilly
13. How tall are you?
5’2"
14. Favorite subject in school?
well, i'm currently in school and so far my favorite classes have been orchestra, human sexuality, and history of the far east. my current astronomy and humanities classes are pretty cool too!
15. Dream job?
growing up, it was to tour in a band, but now it's to be a part of a symphony that makes score music for movies and/or video games
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Nepo baby Donald Trump is a draft dodger who got his rich daddy to pay a doctor in the 1960s to write a note saying that little Donny had a "bone spur" which made him ineligible for military service during the Vietnam War. His "bone spur" hasn't prevented him from spending hours on golf courses or haranguing followers in lengthy speeches while hopping around on a stage.
And he's a notorious adulterer, not to mention adjudicated sex offender, who considers marital fidelity an optional thing the way he views laws.
But Trump is hypocritically castigating Nikki Haley's husband Michael for serving his country in a way Trump never could conceive of.
Trump attacks Haley for absence of her husband, who is deployed
Trump is also famous for calling veterans and Americans killed in action "suckers" and "losers".
John Kelly confirms Trump privately disparaged U.S. service members and veterans
Trump called fallen soldiers "suckers" and "losers" during his presidency, according to a 2020 report in The Atlantic.
During his term, Trump tried to camouflage his cowardly past by surrounding himself with generals (who ended up loathing him), decorating the Oval Office with military paraphernalia, and holding a half-baked military parade in Washington.
This is somebody who pals around with America's enemies like Kim Jong-un and Vladimir Putin while disparaging our long time friends and allies.
Trump is unfit to be a crossing guard – let alone the commander-in-chief of the United States.
This incident is yet another reminder of what a despicable and disgusting individual Donald Trump is.
#donald trump#nikki haley#south carolina#michael haley#trump disparages our military#trump hates people who serve their country#nepo baby#trump is a draft dodger#trump's fake bone spur#vote blue no matter who#election 2024
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Clean
Pairing: Sam Wilson x female reader (no other specifications)
Word Count: 650 words
Outline: Sam surprises you in the shower after a morning workout.
Warnings: daddy kink, fingering, nipple play.
Author’s Note: I miss Sam so much, I need to SEE HIM.
P.S: dividers by @firefly-graphics// banners by @maysdigitalarts
Main Masterlist ・❥・ Sam Wilson Masterlist
NSFW UNDERNEATH THE CUT. MINORS DNI.
Washington, 11 am
You just came home from your morning run ready to take off the sweat from your body. It hadn’t been long since you had moved into this city, your boyfriend Sam Wilson, Captain America himself dragging you there for business all the way from home. But you couldn’t be happier to comply. Your work allowed you to be remote so moving across the states wasn’t hard for you.
You toss off your clothes on the bin in the washroom and then head inside the shower turning on the faucet when you feel his huge hands pulling you closer by your waist.
“Sam.” You bemuse. He probably came home early and his inside the shower knowing you wouldn’t be far away.
“Cannot believe you’d take a shower without me.”
“Well, I didn’t see your car outside.”
“That’s right I left it at the service so now I gotta find a way to keep myself occupied all day long.”
“Oh, sounds like you are in need of a hobby.”
“Oh yeah, guess what my hobby is baby.”
“Breaking your poor girl’s back is not a hobby.”
“How about we agree to disagree?”
“Fine by me but I have to run to the grocery store later.”
“I’ll go.”
You chuckle because you know. You just know and he reaches for the faucet turning it on all the way while he steps back a little to take off his clothes. It was always such a nice sight to stare at him and his beautiful chest and his huge arms as he took his shirt off to carefully place it on the counter.
“You’re drooling.”
He chuckles when he catches your stare and you roll your eyes.
“I am perfectly dry.”
“For now. Sit still, daddy’s gonna wash you now.”
Sam carefully took the loofah and the soap and delicately with small gestures and movements started washing and lathering your body. Starting from your hands to your legs, to your ass where he spends an insane amount of time rubbing circles and squeezing them till he drags his hand to the front.
“Are you a dirty girl?”
He whispers hot against your ear, letting his fingers roam free on your pussy. The heat that had built up inside your body was insane.
“Sam, for fuck’s shake, don’t tease me.”
“I ain't teasing. I just wanna wash your pretty body. Don’t get any naughty ideas.” Your chuckle turns into a moan as he pushes his dexter inside.
“Damn, you’re dirty. Daddy likes his baby clean.”
“Sam…”
“Shh, shh, relax. Daddy’s got you.”
His finger leaves you, his hands roaming to your breasts now. He rolls your nipples inside his fingers as the water is washing the soap off your body. By now you can feel his erection getting stronger against your back but you also know that he can go for a long time. Sam doesn’t mind.
He wraps one hand around your breasts, water falling on both of you, his other hand traveling down to your ass. Squeezing it twice and thrice before reaching for your pussy. Your body arches naturally for him, you need his touch, you crave it. And he touches you, rubbing his palm over your lips feeling your neediness.
“Tell me, baby. How dirty are you?”
“Very. I’m a dirty girl, daddy, please!”
He chuckles deeply as he slaps you hard and then he lets you go.
“I gotta wash you first. Be patient.”
You comply and take a deep breath as Sam begins a complete assault on your body, tracing skin over skin, touching you almost everywhere, and then gently washing your hair. Heat and unique neediness have overtaken your body and all you can do is look at him and wait patiently.
“Daddy’s got you.”
Oh, he had you indeed. By the time he was done with you, the sun had set. You were truly his hobby.
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Flower In The Desert - Chapter 15
Captain Syverson Fanfic
Violet's heart skipped a beat as she heard the familiar footsteps of her father entering the office behind her. Swiftly, she stood at attention, her hand snapping up in a crisp salute as her father approached with a warm smile. "At ease, little one." Her rigid posture relaxed as she melted into his embrace, feeling the reassuring strength of his hug. He then moved around the desk and took a seat, gesturing for her to do the same. "How are you, sweetheart?"
She sighed, the weight of her deployment heavy on her heart as she wiped away a few stray tears. "I'm okay..."
"It's good to have you back safe in the States. Any incidents?"
"We lost Chutsky..." she sighed, her fingers nervously fiddling with the fabric of her shirt. "I'm gonna go and visit his parents."
"I'm sure they'd appreciate that." Her father tapped his fingers on the desk, his eyes watching her closely. "Anything else?"
"No."
Charles let out a big sigh as he stood and came around the desk to lean in front of her. "Really?"
Violet groaned softly, her eyes rolling in playful exasperation as Charles chuckled. "What did Eddie tell you?"
"Eddie?" He raised an eyebrow, amusement twinkling in his eyes as he observed Violet's nervous squirming and blush.
"I mean Captain Syverson."
"Hmm." Charles chuckled again, thoroughly enjoying his daughter's flustered state. "He told me that he intends to marry you when he gets home. And he asked me how I felt about that."
Her heart leapt into her throat, her eyes widening at the revelation. She cleared her throat, trying to convey a sense of calm despite the butterflies in her stomach. "How do you feel about that?"
Charles laughed heartily, crossing his arms over his chest. "I think that you're a full-fledged adult who can make her own decisions. I also think that Edward Syverson is a good man."
She chuckled, standing up to embrace him. "Thanks. I guess some things do bloom in the desert."
"I guess so..." He glanced down at her as she pulled away, a fond smile on his lips. "You love him?"
"I do," she responded without hesitation as he nodded with a sigh.
"Okay then. I actually have something for you." He took a seat behind his desk once more and pulled an envelope from his top drawer. "It's much too big for me. Even when I retire, I'm going to want something smaller."
She looked at him with a mixture of curiosity and confusion as she accepted the envelope, pulling out the deed to the house she grew up in. Charles had it built before he married her mother, envisioning it as a home for them to raise their kids. "You're giving me the house?"
"Yup. It's yours now. Do with it whatever you want. But I'm hoping that you'll keep it and raise your own kids in it."
"I will, daddy. Thank you..." She slid the paper back into the envelope, her smile radiant with gratitude and love.
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Violet sunk into the warm embrace of her bathtub, letting out a contented sigh. For the past week, she had made it a nightly ritual to soak in the tub since returning to her childhood home in Sugar Land. After spending a week in Washington D.C. with her father and then a few days on the Chutsky ranch, she relished in finally settling down.
The tranquility of her bath was momentarily interrupted by the ringing of her phone. "Hello?" Annoyance flickered in her eyes, but it swiftly transformed into excitement as she recognized Syverson's voice on the line.
"Hello, flower."
A grin crept across her face as she leaned back into the tub. "It's late there. Can't sleep?"
"No," he replied with a sigh. "I miss you."
"Me too... How's it going there?"
"Tensions are higher than they've ever been. Honestly, for the first time in a long time, I can't wait to come home... I'm on the roof while everyone is asleep." He sighed, his voice filled with a sense of longing.
She smiled at his admission, deciding to steer the conversation towards something lighter. "Would me telling you I'm naked in the tub make you more or less tense?"
Syverson growled through the phone, shaking his head as he found a seat on the rooftop, leaning against the rampart. "Vi..." he groaned, "it makes me hard, is what it makes me..."
She giggled mischievously, shifting the phone to her left hand as her right hand traced a seductive path down her chest and stomach. "And if I said my hand is between my legs?"
"Goddamnit woman..." He undid his zipper, freeing his now throbbing cock from his pants as he stroked it firmly. "Are you doing this to torture me?"
"Maybe..." She slid her fingers lower, brushing her middle finger gently across her clit. "What would you like me to do, Captain?" Her moans danced through the phone, provoking a deeper growl from him.
He gave in to the desire rising within him, his hand working fervently over his erection. "Run your fingers down and insert two of them. Fuck that pretty pink pussy of yours and think of me, flower."
She eagerly followed his instructions, her two middle fingers slipping into her pussy with a whimper. Her hips moved to meet her hand's rhythm as she heard him moan in approval. "Eddie..."
"Yes, flower?"
"Will you talk dirty to me? Tell me how badly you want me?"
His breath hitched, and he closed his eyes, losing himself in the sensuous sounds of her voice. "I want to take you here, between these stone walls. I'd make you ride my cock, pulling you down hard on it as you screamed my name for everyone to hear. Would you like that flower? Would you like for my cock to be stretching you right now as you ride it?"
"Yesss," she moaned, her hips lifting in the water as she found the perfect spot just below her clit. She sank back into the water with a soft cry as waves of pleasure washed over her. "I'm coming..." she managed to whimper as she heard Syverson grunting through the phone.
"Fuck, Violet," he growled, wiping his hand on his fatigues as he steadied his breathing. "I need you."
"Me too. When are you coming home?" She pulled the stopper out of the water, letting it drain, and then stood up to grab a towel as the phone went silent. "Eddie?"
"I don't honestly know yet. I'm hoping soon though... How are you settling in?"
"Good. I got a job as a doctor at the VA. I start next week. And Matt is going to come and visit me."
"That's really great. Give Ocre my best. I have to go. I'll call you again as soon as I can. Okay? I love you, Violet."
"I love you too, Eddie." She sighed as the line went dead and she tossed her phone onto the bed before entering the bedroom. She flopped onto the bed with a groan, wondering if she truly had what it took to be in a relationship with someone devoted to the military.
Chapter 16
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burr pt.2 electric boogaloo (this joke is only funny to me)
its politics time, because Burr had a really fucking long political career and i get tired just reading about it. (also here's pt. 1)
Washington and Adams Administrations
Burr said he found politics "a great deal of fun" so he entered the 1792 gubernatorial race in NY, but withdrew bc Daddy Clinton told him to. He was supported by Northern republicans, but was distrusted by Southerners (wonder why). According to James Monroe, my detested, it was better to select "a person of more advanced life and longer standing in publick trust, particularly one who in consequence of such service had given unequivocal proofs of what his principles really were." Now, you may be thinking that he must be talking about Jefferson, but this is Monroe, and he was probably just kissing his own ass, as per usual.
Burr sided with anti-administration forces who opposed Hamilton's financial plan and Washington's foreign policy. Burr also defended Albert Gallatin who was unseated in 1794 after Federalists determined he did not meet the 9 year citizenship requirement.
Burr voted against Washington's nomination of John Jay as envoy to Britain in 1794, and was one of the most outspoken opponents of the Jay treaty.
Burr set his sights on the presidency with an energetic campaign in the 1796 election, and Republicans endorsed him as their second choice (ie vice-president canidate), but it was still a little divisive. Most, if not all, Democratic-Republicans voted for Thomas Jefferson, and only half of his voters also voted for Burr. Burr finished fourth with 30 electoral votes.
Burr retired from the Senate in 1797, and returned to the New York Assembly in 1798, making several enemies during his brief term. As relations with France got heated over the XYZ affair, Burr advocated for defensive measures to protect New York harbor. This was reasonable since New York was very strategically important, but it's location made it vulnerable to a naval attack. This prompted accusations that Burr had switched parties to the Federalist side, and that he abused public trust for personal benefit, a common theme in rumors about him. Allegedly, he participated in private land speculation ventures in NY and sought to enact legislation removing restrictions on land ownership by non-citizens, which would increase the value of western lands. Basically, they thought he was trying to influence legislation so he could make money.
Hammy boy is back and this time he is working together with Burr. Burr and Hamilton secured a charter and raised subscriptions for a private company to improve the water supply of Manhattan. These were two incredibly intelligent and creative men, and that is greatly reflected in their choice for the company's name, The Manhattan Water Company (/sarcasm). Turns out, the extra money from this was used to establish the Bank of Manhattan, which was controlled by Republicans. Pretend to be shocked even though both of them lived on Wall Street.
Some weird shit went down with the Republican voters in New York in the 1799 election, and Burr was turned out of office. People were really suspicious of him, but he remained a vital asset.
Burr opposed the Alien and Sedition Acts, which won him Demo-Republican support, especially in New York which had a large immigrant population. This ensured that NYC elected a Republican delegation to the state legislature in 1800.
Election of 1800
Republicans wanted a New Yorker for their 2nd presidential choice (im saying this instead of vice presidential candidate and you'll see why). Clinton refused, so Burr was the next option. He was nominated on May 11, 1800. Jefferson claimed he harbored reservations of Burr, but he was acting all nice to him to ensure Republican victory. Jefferson was also very busy with his behind-the-scenes campaign, writing letters and encouraging press support that was critical of the Adams Administration. This is when he called him a hermaphrodite btw.
Burr had a far more active campaign technique. He visited Rhode Island and Connecticut in late August to secure Republican support. Burr's political prowess during 1800 raised suspicion among enemies and supporters. He didn't fit the stoic, unattached statesman who just let his supporters run the campaign for him. Burr campaigned more like a modern politician.
It was generally expected that each elector would cast one vote for Jefferson, one for Burr. Each elector had two votes, and they didn't distinguish who they wanted for president, and who they wanted for vice president. Whoever came in second would be VP, so the party would generally determine who they would advocate the most, and who they would advocate the second most. Basically they were like "this guy is great! this guy is also pretty good. also we HATE those guys (other party's nominees)" So, they really just hoped that Jefferson would get the most, and Burr would get second.
...but, uh, by mid-December, Republicans still didn't have a president in office. They definitely defeated the Federalists, because Adams and Jay had like. no votes. But Jefferson and Burr both had 73 votes, and were at a stalemate, which meant that the vote would be taken to the House of Representatives.
Federalists JUMPED on this opportunity, specifically Hamilton, who had already doomed Adams to lose the election. Some Federalists believed that Burr was more flexible and less partisan, and would be more likely to approve Federalist legislation. Other Federalists who supported Burr hoped that if the two parties were deadlocked for too long, Federalist-leaning Congress would resolve the impasse with legislation authorizing the Senate to elect a Federalist president. This is stupid and idk why people thought this was possible.
Hamilton launched into his smear campaign of Burr. He advised other Federalists not to trust Burr in very simple words, but in the background he was spreading awful rumors about Burr, which was pretty usual. The only difference from how he attacked Burr vs how he attacked Adams is that he didn't publish anything about Burr, but he would have.
The House of Representatives announced Jefferson was the winner on February 17, 1801. Burr made only a few comments and they were guarded, evasive, and contradictory. He seemed particularly angry that there were rumors that he was soliciting Federalist support in an attempt to steal the presidency, which he didn't do, but he happily accepted any Federalist votes.
"...take no step whatsoever, by which the choice of the House of Representatives can be impeded or embarrassed, [instead] keep the game perfectly in Your own hand." -advice from Federalist Robert Goodloe Harber against withdrawing from the election that Burr followed
Jefferson Administration
Burr was inaugurated as VP on March 4, 1804 by James Hillhouse in the Senate Chamber of the new capitol. He gave a brief address of "about 3 sentences" which was overshadowed by Jefferson's speech.
He immediately received a shit ton of letters from associates seeking appointments and demanding removal of Federalists. He handed these off to Jefferson, who removed the "midnight appointments" from the Adams Administration.
In fall of 1801, Burr campaigned for a naval position for Matthew L. Davis, and it was around this time that Jefferson began to distance himself from Burr. Davis' appointment was reliant on Clinton and De Witt for a NY appointment. De Witt talked mad shit about Burr, and Burr was so upset that he talked in the third person about it (he did this a lot).
"The handbills were numerous, of various descriptions, uniform however in Virulent and indecent abuse. [T]o Vilify A.B. was deemed of so much consequence that packages of them were sent to various parts of the country." -Burr
Burr lost like. all political relevance except for being VP. I mean, people still respected him because he wasn't bad at his job, but they were incredibly suspicious of his Federalist friendships, alienation from Republicans, and his now infamous opportunism.
On January 27, 1802. Burr cast a tie-breaking vote that undercut Republican effort to repeal the Judiciary Act of 1801, which provided reforms to the Supreme Court which allowed for a potentially Federalist controlled judiciary (shout out John Marshall). Burr voted for Republican repeal, and secretly informed Federalists he would add amendments to make it acceptable to moderate Republicans. He resolved the tie in favor of Federalists.
"I am for the affirmative, because I can never resist the reference of a measure where the Senate is so nicely balanced, when the object is to effect amendment, that may accommodate it to the opinions of a larger majority; & particularly when I can believe that gentlemen are sincere in wishing a reference for this purpose. Should it, however, at any time appear that delay only is intended, my conduct will be different." -Burr (apparently in 2020 I didn't think it was important to have dates for my quotes.)
After Burr announced a select committee consisting of 2 Republicans, 2 Federalists, and 1 moderate, The New York Evening Post wrote, "The Vice President was very deliberate. He took ballots of the respective Senators, examined them attentively, state the number of them, & holding them up in his hand, mentioned that gentlemen, if they chose, might come and examine them. Mr. G[ouverneur] Morris hoped never to see, in the Senate, a proceeding implying so much distrust." And i'd love to tell you what political party the Evening Post was associated with, but I didn't know how to take notes in 2020, and I'm losing my mind just a little.
Burr continued to be estranged from his own party, possibly to form his own, but no one really liked him so, tough luck. Burr contacted Jefferson, saying that he thought it was best for him to retire for the sake of the party, and wanted Jefferson to publicly give him his confidence. Jefferson said he had no influence in the last election, but he would in the next, which is weird and foreboding but aight. Jefferson didn't trust Burr because he was pissy that Burr warned Madison not to trust people (ie Jefferson) too much.
Burr retired without Jefferson's "mark of favor", and was replaced as VP by Clinton. After leaving the vice-presidency, he entered the NY gubernatorial race to have some kind of a job, since he was majorly in debt.
*wipes sweat dramatically* okay so i think i'll have 1-2 more Burr posts, and then we're onto Lafayette, which is going to be significantly more extensive because I've read two full books about him, and taken notes on him. and THEN i have to do Hamilton which will be. even more extensive. but we got this. okay bye see you in the next one
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So I read somewhere that Micky claimed to be part Native American in an interview once. (Specifically Chickasaw.) I was wondering how true that was and whether or not all the photos I see of him wearing Native America dress is appropriation or appreciation. And also whether or not this headdress is authentic.
Here’s the interview from somethingelsereviews.com (I won’t make you go searching for it.) The reply is in response to a question regarding his inspiration for “Mommy and Daddy”.
“You know, I’m part Chickasaw,” Dolenz adds. “There was a bunch of [Native Americans], I think it might have been in Oregon or Washington state. They had all been arrested for protesting fishing rights. It was something between them and the government about the right to fish their tribal lands. They’d been fishing in that particular area for, you know, 1,000 years. There was an issue, and they got arrested. Somebody came to me in Los Angeles and said, “they need some money to be bailed out.” I guess they knew I was part [Native American]. It was a lot of money at the time, like $15,000 or something like that. But I put up the money, and they were very grateful. They sent me some very beautiful Indian artwork. That might have been the inspiration for that.”
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³.⍭ 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐂𝐚𝐧 & 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐆𝐨 𝐖𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠
Title: Everything Can & Will Go Wrong
Rating: Mature, Explicit
Pairing(s): Omega!TJ Hammond/Alpha!Andy Barber
Character(s): TJ Hammond, Andy Barber, Douglas Hammond, Margaret Hammond, Elaine Barrish Hammond, Bud Hammond, Paula Duffy
Tags: a/b/o dynamics, hookups, mile-high club, scenting, knotting, bottom tj hammond, top andy barber, praise kink, mating cycles/ heat, anal sex, oral sex, no mpreg, alpha/omega. SMUT - minors DNI. fluff, daddy issues, helicopter parents, mentions/implied drug-use,
𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 | TJ, an omega, is on his way to his retreat home in Washington state to ride out his heat; The only stick in the mud is that he's being escorted around by Andy Barber, an alpha, who's no-nonsense and won't let TJ have any fun. Stuck with an unexpected layover in San Francisco, TJ already feels the start of his heat coming on and he's running out of time. Deciding to stay in a hotel for the night, their luck is even more jaunted when they only have one bed between the two of them. Right when TJ thinks things can't get any worse, the universe always finds a way to prove him wrong.
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The Table as Taylor Swift PT 2
California - the 1
never let him find out a about folklore tbh he would die on sight.
"I’m doing good, I’m on some new shit Been saying “yes” instead of “no” "
this line is about trying to be positive about change. california more than anyone else is always in need of change and even strives for it. he's hopeful when no one else is.
"You know the greatest films of all time were never made"
just like a movie that never came to be, californias hopes are trapped in a mythology. one not to be respected and adapted, but one to be mocked.
"And if you wanted me, you really should’ve showed"
he constantly is stating he has no friends, even despite the fact Oregon and Washington in various scenes admit to being his friend. he doesn't think they "show" it enough. when in reality, their attention just isn't good enough.
Massachusetts & Virginia - The Great War
they're my comfort duo i can make them have a duo song if i wanna
"Sucker punching walls, cursed you as I sleep-talked"
Virginia and Mass were close during the american revolution with a ton of the people who helped most came from those two states. i like to imagine this having them grow close, than virginia left the union during the civil war. the anger Mass must have had seems scary.
"Tore your banners down, took the battle underground"
the union needed virginia, mass needed virgina. he was just too furious to understand his own feelings. all he needed was too win.
"You said I have to trust more freely"
most definitely pre-civil war. the civil war definitely created trust issues within all the states, but these two especially. you can't just leave and except to beg back trust.
"Broken and blue, so I called off the troops. That was the night I nearly lost you"
i'm so normal about them (lie)
Texas - Seven
i picture him as the child being talked about in the song.
"Cross your heart, won’t tell no other."
a promise of secrecy, it's a promise that is broken only a few lines down. this reminds me a bit of california and texas' relationship which would have close before the party switch.
"Passed down like folk songs. The love lasts so long"
Gossip or Legend? both are someones secrets written in the sky for all to behold. folk music is passed down generation through generation, much like how texas mentions having "daddy issues" and turns into the monster he was born from.
"And I’ve been meaning to tell you. I think your house is haunted. Your dad is always mad and that must be why "
this line of Seven is in which taylor naviely puts a puzzle together. she's unable to recognise a horrible behaviour in someone meant to be fatherly so she assumed there is a kind of demon possessing the boys father. do i have to explain more pff
Oklahoma - Peace
a lot of folklore i know
"And it’s just around the corner, darlin. ’Cause it lives in me. No, I could never give you peace."
the inability to offer one stability. There will never be a forever “calm” in his life. he knows he could never think of promising someone such a thing.
"But I’m a fire and I’ll keep your brittle heart warm. If your cascade, ocean wave blues come."
the slightest bit of water is an instigator to fire, the whole ocean is an powering feeling. a powerless feeling for the fire.
"Sit with you in the trenches"
It’s notable that soldiers typically crawl when they’re in trenches to avoid being seen by an enemy fighter.
#taylor swift#welcome to the table#the table#wttt#wttsh massachusetts#wttsh#wttsh headcanons#wttsh california#wttsh oklahoma#wttsh texas#wttsh virgina#texas' daddy issues
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not now kitten, daddy is having a rivetting conversation with chatgpt about Jonathan Clark, the transgender husband of the first president of the united states, George Washington
#it takes some tactical rephrasing to even get it to talk about it but i've DONE IT#it made jon a violinist which is honestly a bespoke take#very inspirational#rayrambles
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i feel like i’ve spoiled you guys.
So now have some winged au angst
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Utah is absolutely terrified so showing anyone his wings(pretty common in the flock) because his parent always told him that the world was a wicked place and they’d kill any angel they saw. This also led him to be afraid of most people in general. basically for most of his life, unless he saw someone in a church service he was convinced they were dangerous
Alaska hides his wings because Russia thought they were strange and always told him how soft they made him look and how a strong guy like Alaska should’ve had the wings of a stronger bird.
Washington just doesn’t want to get blamed for anything else. originally he hid his wings due to general anxiety but now all he’s know for is spreading covid to the state house so he doesn’t want to add bird flu to that too
Oklahoma was the only member of the flock that was every truley proud of his wings before the statehouse. his father never took care of him very much (all the south have daddy issues it’s a fact) so OK used his wings to hunt before he became a state. Unfortunately once he finally became a state his wings became a problem, he flew away from his politicians too much to the point where they ended up clipping his wings. there are other incidents that i wont mention here but basically OK wings are covered in scars and he convinced the others to keep hiding their wings for safety
Louisiana was ashamed of his wings. his parents were super excited to raise a state but when his wings developed his father walked out. Louie blamed himself for years. it wasn’t until he met Florida that he showed his wings to anyone. Out of the flock hes the most willing to show the rest of the country (usually getting into fights with OK on the subject) He hates his wings but he feels stronger when he’s surrounded by his friends
#wttt utah#wttt washington#wttt oklahoma#wttt alaska#wttt louisiana#wttt florida#wttsh louisiana#wttsh alaska#wttsh headcanons#wttt headcanons
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sixteen miscellaneous fun language facts
for @lesbi-nyan
also sorry this came out sounding like a listicle
#1: the phrase "Mele Kalikimaka" in Hawaiian is literally just the phrase "Merry Christmas" in English, but with Hawaiian phonotactics (the rules of what sounds can go where in a language's words)
it goes like this (from Wikipedia):
Merry Christmas
↓ Every consonant must be followed by a vowel in Hawaiian. The T is removed, since it is already silent in English.
Mery Carisimasa
↓ C is not a letter in Hawaiian; the closest phonetic equivalent is K.
Mery Karisimasa
↓ R is not a letter in Hawaiian; it is equivalent to L. Y is replaced by E, the sound it already denotes in English.
Mele Kalisimasa
↓ S is not a letter in Hawaiian; the closest phonetic equivalent is K.
Mele Kalikimaka
#2: the word "orange" did not originally mean the colour or the fruit; it originally meant the tree
originally it was called the Orange Tree, and the fruit (this was back when "apple" was just a synonym for "fruit") was called the Orange Apple. Then the fruit name was just shortened to Orange, then the colour (which previously did not have a name and was usually either considered a shade of red or called "yellow-red") was named Orange after the fruit.
#3: the name "daddy long-legs" can refer to three different animals
one of them is also called a "crane fly" and is an insect.
one of them is also called a "harvestman" and is an arachnid but not a spider.
one of them is also called a "cellar spider" and is a spider!
#4: the word "temple" meaning the part of your head and "temple" meaning a place of worship come from the same root word
it originally meant "corner", and so your "temple" is the corner of your head; then it was used to refer to the corner of an altar, then the entire altar, and eventually the place where the altar was.
#5: the "ye" in "ye olde" is pronounced "the"
it comes from typgraphical limitations; when the printing press was invented, English had a single letter to represent the "th" sound, but the typographers, coming from overseas, didn't; so they used a Y instead because it kinda looks like the letter.
#6: F, Y, U, V, and W all come from the same letter
I'm not even gonna try explaining this one, just watch this video
youtube
#7: the name "Waluigi" is a pun in Japanese
okay so bear with me here
"Luigi" is Japanese for "Similar" (類似 ruiji, since in Japanese R and L are the same sound)
"Warui" (悪い) is Japanese for "bad" or "evil"
Thus the portmanteau: "Warui" + "Ruiji" = "Waruiji", or "Bad Luigi"/"Bad Similar", since he's the evil version of Luigi.
#8: nobody knows what bears are called
okay this sounds like I'm shitposting here but here's an xkcd that explains it:
#9: the reason that Americans spell "colour" incorrectly is that Noah Webster, who was a bitch, wanted to change English spelling to make it simpler
he didn't necessarily invent the new spellings but he did put them in his dictionary, which then became standard use in America but not in correct countries like Canada.
#10: "Idaho", the name of the American state Idaho, doesn't have a meaning
it was made up by some guy when they were trying to come up with a name for the state of Colorado. he claimed that it was a Native American term, but it wasn't, and he was full of shit. they did not wind up calling Colorado Idaho, but they did eventually use the name Idaho when they were naming places in the state of Washington.
#11: the term "nimrod" meaning a stupid person was originally used by Bugs Bunny and comes from the name of a Bible character
Nimrod, in the Bible, was described as a "great hunter", and so Bugs Bunny referred to Elmer Fudd as "Nimrod" sarcastically, but some people watching didn't get the reference and thought that "Nimrod" (like the similar-sounding word "numbskull") just meant "idiot".
#12: "yeet" has etymology
originally it was a portmanteau of "yes!" or "yay!" and "neat", and was used to express excitement or joy. then there was a popular vine that you've probably seen where someone throws a can and yells "yeet", so "yeet" came to be the sound one made when throwing, then evolved naturally to be a verb meaning "to throw something with force or speed".
#13: there's a word for being scared of the number 13: Triskaidekaphobia
it comes from "τρεισκαίδεκα" (treiskaídeka), meaning 13, and "φόβος" (phobos), meaning "fear".
#14: "portmanteau" originally meant a kind of suitcase
in the book Through the Looking-Glass (and What Alice Found There), the sequel to blockbuster smash hit Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, the character of Humpty Dumpty talks about combining words together, and he compares it to a kind of combination suitcase -- a portmanteau. then this became the standard meaning of the word, as portmanteau suitcases gradually fell out of fashion.
#15: "trans-exclusionary radical feminist" is a fucking oxymoron
if you're "trans-exclusionary", or "gender critical", or whatever goddamn made-up bullshit transphobes try to peddle these days, you're not a goddamn feminist. modern feminism is built on the literal blood, sweat, and tears of our trans family and you can't hide your bigotry behind linguistic tricks.
#16: william shakespeare invented the word "zany"!
how zany!
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