#Week 132
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starofancunin · 1 month ago
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I can't bear to watch you die. To mourn, when there's another grave I can't bear to bring flowers to.
For what could I bring, my dear, that encapsulates all we are?
(A flowers—top left)
Asphodel—Death, the underworld; "my regrets follow you to the grave"; remembered beyond the tomb
Amaranth: Globe—Immortal love, hard working, unchangeable
Adder's Tongue—deceit
(B—right side)
Balsam flower—Impatience, touch me not; ardent love
Bird's-foot trefoil—revenge
Black-eyed Susan—justice
(C—bottom left)
Cypress—Death, mourning, despair, sorrow
Columbine—Folly; deceived lovers, ingratitude, faithlessness
Chamomile—Energy in adversity; mercy
Flower meanings are simply from the wiki list for flower meanings. Been listening to my wife's inhun playlist on repeat while making this piece~.
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k4sumii · 14 days ago
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I hope Aya will tell her everything and Mitsuki will let her know that she can't overexert herself so much and that she'll help her
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She's so worried about her girlfriend omg. This moment is so sweet and sad at the same time
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wolfsbaneandthistle · 4 months ago
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Gary!!! He lives in my head forever…..
Gary rounds out the team of mechanics that takes care of the Little Bird. A little fitting for the guy that’s mechanical himself. Gary is an Atistke, a species that modifies themselves to serve certain roles. Or. Modifies their young to fit into the Enithian Caste system? Either way, Gary is an E-255 model, commissioned on and made to repair a space station. When he was no longer needed on that station, he found more work on other stations. And other stations. And other stations, until he and Cereza hit it off.
The two of them travelled and worked together for years, even getting legally pair ponded, before being hired for the Little Bird. Gary isn’t particularly close to anyone onboard outside of Cereza, even though he’s friendly with just about everyone. Except T-132. Despite being the same species, those two seem to hate each other…
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cornandahater · 1 month ago
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A 457 ROLE REVERSAL FIC
gambling is fun but have you ever read a fic gihun being the frontman during Inho's games? ME NEITHER! PASS THE BOTTLE!!!
Summary:
"Killing you won't change anything.."
He murmured. "Even for you, it wouldn't change anything."
He looked up, searching for any semblance light in the man's eyes. Or darkness. Whichever one he could spot first. A pause. To Inho it seemed like eternity. Or maybe a microsecond.
"No, it wouldn't."
Came the answer.Inho wasn't sure of himself anymore. He didn't know if he had expected this level of self depreciation from the man who watched the lowest of society kill each other in cold blood.
The man who perpetrated it all.
The man who watched him, the lines he had crossed to cross the final one.
OR
Winning the games had cost Inho everything. Somewhere in the haze of despair and longing, he finds the subject of his new obsession– getting trapped in a cage of his own choosing. Him. The Frontman.Little did he know, the Frontman wasn't any less caged too.
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primordial0riginator · 2 months ago
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Oh my god
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bisexuel · 8 months ago
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i might have fucked up bad dude i just won't be able to learn this piece in two weeks. and if i do it'll take all of my time including practice for my concert next week
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malcriada · 1 year ago
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Help save Bilal's family!
i want to talk about my friend Bilal @bilal-salah0. for over a year now, Bilal has been living in germany, trying to adjust to his new living situation in a foreign country, learning a new language and working full time. 
when the war started, he was far away from home and his family and has been living in daily fear for their lives ever since. 
being forced to work long hours and promoting his family’s fundraiser at the same time, he has taken on more responsibility than anyone ever should. still, he managed to raise money for their evacuation fund and helped take care of his family’s daily needs with the money he was making while working. 
in a cruel twist of fate, all of this got taken away in an instant. he lost his job and his apartment and even his residence permit. which means he is at danger of deportation from germany that could happen as soon as next week!
i have been in daily contact with Bilal for a while now and connected him with some of my friends in germany. together, we are trying our utmost to make sure he can stay in the country. anyone who knows german bureaucracy knows what kind of hell it is. but we won't give up.
without his job, he was forced to dip into the money of his family’s evacuation fund to cover their daily expenses like food and shelter. this meant he had to raise his goal from €70,000 to €100,000. this was not an easy decision for him to make, he even asked for my advice on whether or not to do it, because he did not want anyone to think he was scamming people. 
even in such a desperate situation, Bilal does not want to be seen as someone who would ever take advantage of people's generosity
his family is comprised of 18 members, 10 of them are adults and 8 are children under 16 years old, some of them newborns who were born amidst the chaos of war and displacement.
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currently, he is sitting at:
€71,817 / €100,000
donations have been slowing down ever since he reached his original goal. i cannot stress how important it is that they pick back up!
WE ARE RUNNING OUT OF TIME! HE NEEDS TO REACH HIS GOAL BY AUGUST 15TH!
THAT MEANS HE HAS TO RAISE NEARLY 30K IN THE NEXT TEN DAYS. THIS CANT WAIT.
his campaign has been verified and can be found on @/el-shab-hussein’s and @/nabulsi’s list of vetted fundraisers here (#132, line 136) so PLEASE don't hesitate to share and donate.
With such a tight deadline, i cant do this on my own. So i implore you to PLEASE share this wherever you can– on your whatsapp groups, on your discord servers, please share his story on other platforms wherever you have reach! Please share his story wherever you can, so that we can ease this burden from his shoulders.
[ID: a gfm link with a picture of two small children sitting in the sand in front of a cooking pot. they are looking up a the camera, eyes half-closed. the title reads "Donate to Help Evacuate My Family from Gaza to Safety, organized by Bilal salah" End ID]
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timetravellingkitty · 1 year ago
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hey guys if you ever see this guy being a racist zionist in your notes instead of wasting your time arguing with them you can just block + report them (cause they keep harassing palestinians on their own posts) and donate to these palestinian fundraisers:
Siraj Abudayeh @siraj2024 - vetted by nabulsi - $6,604 CAD / $82,000
Wafaa Alnhal @wafs-posts - vetted by nabulsi - €33,823 / €50,000
Alaa Amsee @alaakh9 - vetted by ibtisams - €3,230 / €20,000
Bilal Salah @bilal-salah0 - #132 on this masterlist - €56,629 / €70,000
Shahed Muhammad @shahednhall - vetted by nabulsi - $13,861 USD / $50,000 [TIME SENSITIVE: SHE NEEDS TO REACH $30K BY NEXT WEEK]
Dina and her children @dina179 - vetted by ibtisams - $3,811 CAD / $20,000
Karam Rafiq al-Nabih @karamrafeek - vetted by nabulsi - €10,422 / €20,000
Mahmoud Abu Hamam @ma7moudgaza2 - vetted by sar-soor - $1,510 USD / $25,000
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theysangastheyslew · 24 days ago
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Annnnnnd we have
The Rest of It ✨
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Going off of the old guidebook, I think Hange would definitely be the type of parent who documents every milestone and is 1000% certain their kid is a total genius (except in this case they’d be right 🤣🤣)
Bonus:
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Inspired by a story that a mom once confessed to me ✨
Ok sooo I actually teased a wip of this like two years ago but all I had time to do for this month was the first four panels :') I'll try to post the rest in early June so I can focus on LH week stuff 🤞
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wcters · 8 months ago
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I CAN SEE YOU
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paring: carlos sainz x fem!leclerc!reader
summary: you’re the twin of arthur leclerc . . . and you’re dating your other brothers teammate, though he doesn’t know that
request: carlos x leclerc!reader fic pleaseee! reader is arthur's twin and is secretly dating carlos
warnings/contents: family fighting, jokes of assault
author’s note: for everyone who sent requests, i am slowly making my way through them, i just have a lot going on so be patient 😚 merci
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yourusername waiting for the weekend
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leclerc_pascale ma fille intelligente 😘
↳ yourusername merci maman ❤️
user1 she always slays
user2 cute and smart??
arthur_leclerc what’s got you so excited?
↳ yourusername not telling 🤫
user3 cutie ❤️
↳ yourusername miss you 😔😔 we need to do another study date
user4 what university does she go to?
↳ user5 berkeley. it’s in california
f1gossip
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f1gossip carlos sainz seen in california over the summer break. any idea who he’s seeing?
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user1 doesn’t he have friends in cali?
↳ user2 i think so
user3 he looks good ❤️
user4 he’s probably just visiting because he can
↳ user5 i would too if i had a jet at my disposal
user6 do you know where in caifornia?
user7 this is actually so random 🤨
user8 he looks so lost all the time 😭😭😭
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yourusername weekend you ❤️
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arthur_leclerc is that a man
arthur_leclerc who is that?
arthur_leclerc y/n
user1 arthur really panicking at the moment
↳ arthur_leclerc yes.
user2 you look so comfy in the second photo
↳ yourusername i was 😌
leclerc_pascale dis-lui que je lui dis bonjour 👋
↳ yourusername fera 🫡
↳ arthur_leclerc maman?
user3 . . . who’s that man?
yourfriend text me asap !!!!!!
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poopy 👺
poopy 👺
who was that man
i have no idea what you’re talking about
poopy 👺
yes you do
in your post on instagram
there was a man
it could be one of my girlfriends who’s masculine???
poopy 👺
😐😐😐
no it can’t
none of your friends look like that
how do you know that 🤨🤨
poopy 👺
that’s besides the point
why are you hiding this from me? i’m your twin brother
exactly.
charles, lorenzo, and you (especially) scare everyone off
poopy 👺
no we don’t
what about ryan? or jack?
poopy 👺
they weren’t good enough for you
they never are!
maman liked them and i did too and you made them leave
poopy 👺
does maman know about this one?
yes. now leave me alone arthur, i’m happy for once
i’m not letting you guys ruin this
carlossainz55
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carlossainz55 quick recharge before heading back for some more racing!
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user1 why did he in cali the time i’m not there 😭😭
user2 boyfriend material
charles_leclerc ready for another week!
user3 is that a woman???
user4 that is not a man’s hand in that last photo ‼️
user5 wasn’t expecting to see a soft launch today
user6 that last pic is so random but okay
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f1gossip carlos sainz seen in berkeley, california with a mysterious girl. sources say the pair would very close and cuddled up with the other. any ideas on who the girl is?
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user1 girl what
user2 really pulling out those dance moves 🕺🕺🕺
user3 that kind of looks like y/n leclerc…
user4 why is it so hot that he’s lifting her up like she’s a feather
user5 this is actually so random
user6 when did this start?
user7 doesn’t y/n leclerc go to berkeley university?
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yourusername last photo is us waiting for arthur
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arthur_leclerc i was not late you guys were too early
↳ yourusername 🤨🤨🤨
↳ charles_leclerc sure…
user1 where are y’all going now
↳ user2 probably the dutch grand prix? where else
user3 is arthur just chronically late?
↳ yourusername yes 😔
↳ charles_leclerc yes
↳ arthur_leclerc lies. all lies
user4 he really be kicking his feet
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f1gossip carlos sainz seen with the same girl he’d been with in california after the dutch grand prix. the couple was reported to be kissing and holding hands while out.
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user1 who is she???
user2 they’re very touchy
user3 he looks like he doesn’t know what’s happening
↳ user4 he always looks like that babe
user5 you have to admit they’re cute
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arthur_leclerc
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arthur_leclerc it’s my twin sisters birthday! lucky to have you as a sister. happy birthday ❤️
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yourusername i feel exposed and vulnerable
user1 stunnin since birth
↳ yourusername you know it 💅
yourusername thanks ig 🙄🙄
user2 THE GOGGLES
user3 gorgeous babes
charles_leclerc happy birthday little sis ❤️
↳ yourusername i’m still not forgiving you for the 3rd photo
user4 her and arthur were so cute as little kids ☺️☺️
↳ yourusername still are babe
↳ arthur_leclerc what do you mean were???
user5 iconic
leclerc_pascale joyeux anniversaire ma belle fille ❤️
↳ yourusername je t'aime maman ❤️😘
carlossainz55
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carlossainz55 feliz cumpleaños a mi bebé ❤️
happy birthday to my baby ❤️
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yourusername merci my love ❤️
arthur_leclerc It was YOU?!?!
user1 i’m actually shocked
user2 was not expecting this
user3 my jaw is on the floor
charles_leclerc we have to talk
user4 the leclerc brothers are planning an assult
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katmaibearfan · 11 months ago
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I've noticed that some people are unaware of Fat Bear Junior, the mini Fat Bear Week bracket for cubs, so here's a roundup of the three previous winners!
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in 2021, the inaugural Fat Bear Junior competition, one of 132's spring cubs was declared the winner, and its easy to see why -- 132 takes great care of her cubs!
photo credit: NPS/C. Spencer, taken September 13 2021. link to flickr page for this photo
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in 2022, 909's yearling (1.5 year old) won! this was the year that sisters 909 & 910 combined their families to form The Beady Bunch, and it sure seems like having two moms really advantaged her!
photo credit: L. Law, taken September 18 2022. link to flickr page for this photo
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and finally, in 2023, my beloved baby boy, 806's Spring Cub, won! i love him so much that i made propaganda memes for him last year, lmao.
photo credit: NPS, taken september 23 2023. link to flickr page for this photo
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meadowfics · 9 days ago
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night carnage
hwang in-ho x f!reader
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synopsis: carnage happened all around as you slept peacefully.
warnings: violence, death, the 2015 games, graphic descriptions. 18+
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you lie in bed, the thin mattress creaking beneath you. it was never comfortable, the way you feel like your back was pressing into the metal below the mattress.
the way your heart pounds so loud, it feels like it might burst through your chest. the dormitory is quiet now, save for the soft snores and occasional mumbles from the other players.
five days ago, you were just player 067, one of 456 strangers thrown into this hellish game, fighting for survival and a fortune you could barely comprehend.
now, only seven of you remain.
to say that you're terrified would have been an understatement.
this kind of unease settles into your bones and makes every breath feel like your last.
you didn’t drink the soju at last night’s feast, unlike the others who laughed and clinked glasses, their faces flushed with false hope as they beg the guards for more soju and rice.
the guards called it a gift, a way to “fuel up” for the final game tomorrow.
you couldn’t shake the feeling that it was something else.
as if it was a trap, a way to dull your senses.
inho, player 132, didn’t drink either.
you noticed his sharp eyes scanning the room as everyone else ate, his jaw tight, as if he knew something you didn’t.
you met inho five days ago, on the first day of the games.
you were both exhausted, battered from the red light green light game that really cemented your fear.
he grabbed your arm when you stumbled, saving your life as you nearly fell in front of him.
inho's grip was firm but not cruel, and his eyes held something you hadn’t seen in days: humanity.
from that moment, an unspoken bond formed between you.
unfortunately, you seen the humanity leave his eyes over the last few days. there was no more since you met him almost a week ago.
you didn't realize that he was the only player losing it.
you were too.
since forever, you didn’t trust easily. how could you now, in a place like this?
however, inho was different. he didn’t talk much, but when he did, it was with purpose. he shared his food when your hands shook too much to hold the spoon. he stood watch when you slept, his silhouette a quiet reassurance in the dim light.
you didn’t know his story, and he didn’t ask for yours.
it was enough to know you were both still here, together.
the dormitory is a vast, cold space, the walls were once lined with bunk beds stacked like cages. now, its only seven beds spread out.
the golden piggy bank looms high above, its glowing hue casting eerie shadows across the room.
as you notice most of the players asleep, you sit up, your back against the wall, trying to fight the exhaustion pulling at your eyelids.
sleep is a luxury you can’t afford, not with the final game looming.
the guards promised no violence, but you didn't believe that.
your nerves are frayed, each creak of the beds or rustle of sheets sends a shockwave through you.
you glance at inho’s bunk, a few beds down.
he’s awake too, his eyes glinting in the faint light.
he nods slightly at you, a silent acknowledgment.
you nod back, your throat too tight to speak.
the feast last night was strange.
the guards had rolled out tables laden with food....steaming rice, grilled fish, vegetables, kimbap, water, and bottles of soju. the other players, desperate for a moment of relief, had eaten and drunk with abandon.
you and inho had exchanged a look, both of you picking at the food but avoiding the alcohol.
“they want us soft,” he’d muttered under his breath, you had to read his lips from ten feet away to understand what he was saying.
inho's eyes flickered to the masked guards standing watch.
you’d nodded, your stomach twisting.
the guards’ generosity felt wrong, like the calm before a storm.
now, as you sit in the dark, you wonder if you should’ve warned the others.
what could you have said? they wouldn’t have listened.
they were too busy drowning their fear in soju.
your eyes grow heavy, the weight of the past days pressing down on you. you fight to keep them open, but they close involuntarily, your head dipping forward.
you’re still sitting up, your hands gripping the edge of the bed, but sleep is winning.
you don’t hear the soft thud of inho leaving the dorms with two guards, you don’t notice the glint of metal that he was gifted from the chairman himself upstairs for being such a 'favorited player'.
you don’t notice the way he stands, his movements silent and deliberate, his breath steady despite the weight of what he’s about to do.
the first muffed scream doesn’t wake you.
nor does the second.
the room erupts into chaos, but you’re lost in a haze of exhaustion.
your body is slumped against the wall, still sleeping.
inho moves like a shadow, the knife flashing in the dim light. one by one, the other players die as they've slept in their beds. some woke up, but were too drunk and tired to fight off the knife going into their necks.
five lives were cut in moments.
blood pools on the floor, seeping into the cracks, staining all of the bedsheets.
the air fills with the coppery scent of death, but you sleep through it all, unaware of the carnage unfolding around you.
when you wake up ten minutes later, the world around you is a blur.
your eyes are gritty, your head heavy, as if you’ve been drugged.
you blink, trying to clear your vision, and a golden haze fills your sight...the piggy bank above, its glow almost mocking.
you rub your eyes, your movements sluggish, and then you see it.
blood.
everywhere.
it’s splattered across the beds, dripping onto the floor, painting the walls in streaks of red. the bodies of the other players lie twisted and still, their faces frozen in expressions of shock, tiredness, and pain.
your breath catches, a gasp tearing from your throat as your heart lurches.
what?
this can’t be real.
it’s a nightmare, it has to be.
you were just awake, what the hell happened?
you pinch your arm, hard, but the scene doesn’t change.
your eyes dart across the room, landing on inho.
he’s leaning against the wall, his chest heaving, the knife still in his hand. blood stains his clothes, his face, his hands, but his eyes are steady, locked on you.
panic surges through you, and you scramble to your feet, backing away instinctively.
your hands tremble, your mind racing.
is he coming for you next?
you don’t know him, not really.
five days isn’t enough to trust someone with your life.
“stay back,” you choke out, your voice shaking.
your legs hit the edge of a bunk, and you nearly fall, your eyes never leaving him.
inho’s face softens, and he drops the knife. it clatters to the floor, the sound echoing in the silent room.
“I-i’m not going to hurt you,” he says, his voice rough.
he takes a step toward you, and you flinch, your body tensing.
he stops, raising his hands, palms open.
“I was able to do this for us. for you.”
you stare at him, your mind struggling to process his words.
“what… what are you talking about?” your voice is barely a whisper, your eyes flicking to the bodies, the blood, the knife.
“the next game,” he says, his breath still heavy, “they needed more than three players. now there’s only two of us. they can’t continue. we’ve won.”
you shake your head, your thoughts a jumbled mess.
“you… you killed all of them.” your voice breaks, and you press a hand to your mouth.
“i had to,” he says, his voice low but firm.
“it was the only way to get us out. to get you out.”
he takes another step, slower this time, and you don’t move.
into's eyes are intense, but there’s something else there.
something almost desperate.
“i couldn’t let them take you.”
you’re frozen, your heart pounding so hard it hurts. you want to scream, to run, to wake up from this nightmare, but you can’t.
your eyes flick to the knife again, now lying useless on the floor.
he threw it away.
he’s not holding it.
he’s not coming for you.
slowly, the realization sinks in.
he’s telling the truth.
he did this for you.
inho closes the distance between you, his movements careful, like he’s approaching a scared animal. you don’t back away this time, but your body is still tense, ready to bolt. he stops a foot away, his hands still raised.
“i’m not your enemy,” he says softly.
you don’t know what to say.
your mind is a storm of shock, and something else...something you can’t name. you look into his eyes, searching for a lie, but all you see is exhaustion and a strange, fierce protectiveness.
he’s not going to hurt you.
you know it now, deep in your bones.
inho steps closer, and before you can think, he pulls you into a hug. his arms are strong, steady, and you feel the warmth of his body against yours.
the blood from his victims stains your suit.
you don’t hug him back, not at first.
you stand there, your face pressed against his chest, his heartbeat loud in your ear.
you don’t cry.
you thought you would, but the tears don’t come.
it’s not sadness that fills you.
“we’re the last two,” he murmurs, his voice muffled against your hair, “456 players, and now it’s just us.”
you nod against him, your throat too tight to speak. you don’t know how long you stand there, his arms around you, the silence of the dormitory pressing in.
the golden piggy bank watches from above, its glow casting long shadows over the carnage as it fills up with more money, making a strange animated sound.
you try not to look at the bodies, but you can’t unsee them.
the guards come eventually, their masks expressionless as they survey the scene. you and inho pull apart, and you brace yourself for punishment, for execution, for something.
they don’t touch you.
they don’t even speak.
one of them gestures for you and inho to follow, and you do, your legs unsteady.
inho walks beside you, his presence a strange comfort in the midst of the horror.
they lead you to a room you’ve never seen before, a sterile black space with a single table and three chairs, two of which being unoccupied.
a man in a suit sits there, his face hidden behind a golden blinged out mask with even more gold trim.
he doesn’t introduce himself, but his voice is calm, almost bored, as he explains that the games are over.
with only two players left, the final game cannot proceed.
little did you know, this was the man who gave inho the knife to win.
you and inho are the winners. the prize is billions of won, and will be split between you. you barely hear him, your mind still stuck on the blood, and inho’s tired eyes.
when it’s over, they let you go.
you walk out into the world, the money deposited into accounts you didn’t even know you had.
inho stays by your side, at first.
a year later, everything changes.
you don’t know how it happens, only that it does.
inho disappears for weeks, then months, and when you see him again, he’s not the man you knew.
you figure out that he got a job. a job as the frontman now, his face hidden behind a mask, his voice cold and commanding. you discovered it after you received a card again, asking you to meet at a location for a meeting.
you don’t recognize him at first, not until he looks at you with those same sharp eyes.
you’re different too.
inho offered you a role...a black masked guard, the guard who oversees all of the other guards.
you took it, not because you wanted to, but because the world outside felt too big.
in some way, the games changed your mind about humanity.
after everything you’d seen, the money didn’t fix you, and it didn’t erase the blood.
you stand in the shadows now, your mask heavy on your face. every year you watch new players run through the same games that nearly broke you.
you don’t think about being a player anymore.
you don’t think about inho, or the knife, or the dormitory stained red.
you tell yourself you’ve forgotten.
deep down, you know you haven’t.
you’re still there, sitting up in that bed, sleeping through the carnage.
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author's note: I don't write for inho much, but I loved writing this one.
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pollackpatrol · 1 year ago
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Help a family survive genocide!
I've been talking to Bilal Salah @bilal-salah0 for several weeks now, and have watched as so many people helped his family. Unfortunately, the cost of survival in Gaza is rising, and they need aid now more than ever. Bilal is asking for €30,000 to cover the costs of survival. I know it's a lot, but €70,000 for evacuation has already been raised--I know we can cover the rest!
€1,712/€30,000
(€71,712/€100,000 total)
#132 on vetted fundraiser spreadsheet
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doyoulikethissong-poll · 7 months ago
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Ricky Martin - María (Pablo Flores remix) 1995
"María" is a song recorded by Puerto Rican singer Ricky Martin for his third studio album, A Medio Vivir (1995), and was released as the second single from the album on November 21, 1995. Musically, "María" is a Spanish-language flamenco, dance, and salsa song, featuring elements of mariachi, samba, cumbia, Latin, African, Caribbean, and Latin pop. On the remix, Puerto Rican DJ Pablo Flores upped the tempo and the sex appeal of the song, turning the slow-burn flamenco laced track into an up-tempo samba tune in a house bassline. The remix version became more popular than the original one. "María" became Martin's breakthrough song and his first international hit. It topped the charts in 20 countries, and has sold over five million physical copies worldwide. As a result, the song was featured in the 1999 edition of The Guinness Book of Records as the biggest Latin hit. It was also the Song of the Summer in Spain in 1996 and was the second best-selling single in the world that year.
In Australia, "María" spent six weeks at number one. It topped the country's year-end chart in 1998, and was certified platinum. The song topped the Ultratop Wallonia chart of Belgium for 10 consecutive weeks and was certified double platinum. It spent nine weeks at number one in France and was certified diamond. It went number one in Argentina, Brazil, Chile, Colombia, Costa Rica, Ecuador, El Salvador, Guatemala, Honduras, Hungary, Mexico, Panama, Paraguay, Puerto Rico, and Venezuela. In the US, "María" peaked at number six on Billboard's Hot Latin Tracks chart, giving Martin his fifth top 10 hit. The song also reached numbers two and eight on the US Latin Pop Songs and Tropical/Salsa charts, respectively. The first accompanying music videos for the original song and Pablo Flores remix were filmed in La Boca, a barrio of Buenos Aires, Argentina. Following "(Un, Dos, Tres) María"'s success in France, a re-made version of the video for the Pablo Flores remix was filmed in Paris and aired in 1998.
Although Martin was satisfied with the track and he describes it as a song that he is "extremely proud of", the first time he played it for a record label executive, the man said: "Are you crazy? You have ruined your career! I can't believe you are showing me this. You're finished — this is going to be your last album." In an interview with Rolling Stone, he told the magazine that "everybody got scared. They said, 'What are you doing? This is the end of your career. […] You do ballads, and now you're doing Latin sounds. The album is not going to work.'"
In 2018, Cadena Dial hailed the song as the most famous song of the last 24 years. In the same year, Rolling Stone ranked "María (Pablo Flores Remix)" as the 27th Greatest Latin Pop Song of All Time. Also, according to ABC, "María" was voted the favorite song of the summer of all time in Spain, based on a study in 2011. Amazon Music ranked the track as the 31st best-ever Latin hit. It was recognized as one of the best-performing songs of the year at the 1997 BMI Latin Awards. "María" was the main theme of the Brazilian telenovela Salsa e Merengue (1996–1997). The song is available on the main setlist for the dance video game Just Dance 2014. "María (Pablo Flores Spanglish Radio Edit)" was featured in the American animated comedy film Despicable Me 3 (2017).
"María" received a total of 71,8% yes votes! Previous Ricky Martin polls: #132 "La Bomba".
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re-lmayer · 7 months ago
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i desperately need help to stay off the streets
my last two posts (here, and here) explain how and why we got here. unfortunately, the situation still hasn't been resolved, and that caused me to have another mental health crisis episode. as it stands, i'm unhoused. i spent a night in a basement sharing a cot with my two-times rapist out of desperation to try and save money, but i frankly couldn't tolerate that, so i've gotten a hotel room
i went to the housing authority with my moving truck on the day i moved out, and flat out told them if they couldn't assure me i'd be housed asap that i would contact the media and do an interview right in front of their building with the truck. that finally seemed to light a fire under them, so i was assured they would make a contract and i can move into an apartment next week, although they couldn't promise an exact day
so, after renting a truck, hiring movers, and getting a storage unit, i'm once again broke. i guess because it's the holiday season, the local hotels are all over $100 per night. the room i got is $132, and i don't even have enough to stay until tuesday, no less hire movers and renting a truck again. i am in a shelter desert. i desperately need to get through this final stretch and into a new unit, then hopefully i can focus on trying to recuperate and seek more intensive behavioral health treatment. my family is abusive, toxic, and enablers, and i don't have a local physical support system, online is all i have. i don't know where else to turn or what to do but beg to try and get through this until my housing is finally stable. i have three emotional support cats as well, and i'm so terrified of losing them or them being hurt because i was a literal day late and dollar short
paypal is probably the best way to donate to me. in the state i'm in i unfortunately can't offer commissions right now. the free and most massively helpful thing anyone can do is share this post so folks who do have the disposable income to help can see it and reach out. all donations and shares are so meaningful, i've only been able to survive thanks to everyone's support, and i'm so sorry to be a burden like this. this is a genuine attempt at survival and trying not to succumb to my worst urges. the horrors persist but i'm trying to as well
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malcriada · 11 months ago
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TIME SENSITIVE, PLEASE HELP BILAL
We want to extend our deepest gratitude and thanks to all the people who came out in support of Bilal‘s campaign and shared and donated. 
I‘m really happy to announce that not only have some of the funds raised benefitted his family in Gaza, but it has also helped Bilal find a new place to stay, away from his terrible ex-employer and landlord, and has enabled him to extend his residency for another month. He  is no longer at risk of deportation right now. It’s only thanks to your incredible support that all this was possible.
But despite all these good news, we need your help again. 
There is currently no option to transfer funds from Germany to Gaza, as bank transfers to Gaza are being blocked by the German government. This means Bilal has to first transfer the funds to a bank in another country, and then from there to Gaza. The funds currently take a very long time to reach his family, and require Bilal to pay a high fee for the transfer as well. 
On top of that, his ex-employer and landlord had extorted a large sum (€4800) from Bilal – a sum he claimed he still owed him from the time he was employed under him. With no other source of income at the time, Bilal saw no choice but to pay it using some of the money from the campaign. 
Bilal feels extremely conflicted to be asking for help so soon again after reaching his last goal. But he unfortunately sees no other option due to the aforementioned problems. 
We need your help in fighting the repression from the German government and also making sure that the funds you helped Bilal raise also reach his family in full. 
This is why we need to raise €8,850 by the 15th of September i.e within the next 2 weeks. he currently has raised €101,150 of €110,000
This amount will help make up for the funds that were extorted from him by his landlord and help him pay the fees for multiple international bank transfers.
Please help Bilal reach his goal in time. You have gotten him this far, please don't let him down now. his campaign has been verified and can be found on @/el-shab-hussein’s and @/nabulsi’s list of vetted fundraisers here (#132, line 136) so PLEASE don't hesitate to share and donate.
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