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Good news/Bad news

Good news: August rent paid and our lease is still intact!!

Bad news: Neither of us start work until the first week of September so we still need help with September :( we’re trying to come up with:

Rent $2,500

Utilities $710

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i am. so sorry if i have ever used the phrase “i have an au where—” and led you to believe that there is an actual fic out there for you to read rather than, at best, a post where i explain the concept, and at worst it is simply something that lives in my brain

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Congrats on your seat, Councilor! 🖤

(day 1: flowers)

@meloraweek

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Trying to get ahead of the curve this time; my wife is still job searching but in the meantime we need help with rent, utilities, and internet so i can continue to work myself.

https://venmo.com/u/celestialmonsta

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Trying to get ahead of the curve this time; my wife is still job searching but in the meantime we need help with rent, utilities, and internet so i can continue to work myself.

https://venmo.com/u/celestialmonsta

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Fan art by Ami Thompson

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Mutual Aid initiatives to donate to:

Ghazzah:

Revive Gaza Farmlands (top priority)

Dahnoun Aid

Sameer Project

Mona's mutual aid project (X)

MECA

Sudan:

Sudan Solidarity Collective

Khartoum Aid Kitchen

Period Care in Sudan

Al Abbasiya community kitchen (Al-Abbasiya / Umdurman based)

Basmat Wasl (Khartoum-based)

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radioactive decay

Okay so maybe The Most Unserious Universe means less 'heehee hahas' and more 'melodrama that could only be found on Univision'

A continuation of this

Seven Years Later

“Let me get a pack of the menthol Camel, a pack of Marlboros. Throw in a pack of Virginia Slims as well. Oh! And hand me that Black n Mild with the wine tip, I'm feeling nostalgic.”

The gas station clerk pulled the requested cigarettes from the case behind the register with a look of mild concern. Viktor tapped the handle of his cane impatiently. He swiped his card when prompted and held out his hand, awaiting his haul.

“You know,” the gas station clerk said as they handed him his bag. “Those things will kill ya.”

Viktor smiled with far too many teeth.

“Good thing I'm already dying.”

It was becoming a bit of a routine at this point. Telling random people that he was dying. Stage III cancer in the bone and tissue of his left leg. Of course it would be his left leg.

“My Táta was a Liquidator,” he told the cashier at Walgreens the other day. “You know, one of the people sent to clean up Chernobyl? Yeah. He signed up to go! Traveled a–ll the way from Czechia to Ukraine, they told him it was only some minor clean up left. Ha! He came home with that shit. It killed him with cancer 6 years later. It killed Maminka too, in the end. She did his laundry when he got back, after all.”

He wondered if Chernobyl was killing him too despite the years and the thousands of miles between them.

Viktor lit up his Black n Mild. It tasted like being 16. It tasted like humid Miami nights. It tasted like men that were too old for him. It tasted like shit.

He took the longest drag and took the longest route to the University’s lab, pain in his leg be damned.

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radioactive decay

Okay so maybe The Most Unserious Universe means less 'heehee hahas' and more 'melodrama that could only be found on Univision'

A continuation of this

Seven Years Later

“Let me get a pack of the menthol Camel, a pack of Marlboros. Throw in a pack of Virginia Slims as well. Oh! And hand me that Black n Mild with the wine tip, I'm feeling nostalgic.”

The gas station clerk pulled the requested cigarettes from the case behind the register with a look of mild concern. Viktor tapped the handle of his cane impatiently. He swiped his card when prompted and held out his hand, awaiting his haul.

“You know,” the gas station clerk said as they handed him his bag. “Those things will kill ya.”

Viktor smiled with far too many teeth.

“Good thing I'm already dying.”

It was becoming a bit of a routine at this point. Telling random people that he was dying. Stage III cancer in the bone and tissue of his left leg. Of course it would be his left leg.

“My Táta was a Liquidator,” he told the cashier at Walgreens the other day. “You know, one of the people sent to clean up Chernobyl? Yeah. He signed up to go! Traveled a–ll the way from Czechia to Ukraine, they told him it was only some minor clean up left. Ha! He came home with that shit. It killed him with cancer 6 years later. It killed Maminka too, in the end. She did his laundry when he got back, after all.”

He wondered if Chernobyl was killing him too despite the years and the thousands of miles between them.

Viktor lit up his Black n Mild. It tasted like being 16. It tasted like humid Miami nights. It tasted like men that were too old for him. It tasted like shit.

He took the longest drag and took the longest route to the University’s lab, pain in his leg be damned.

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Newton's First Law

Behold, I have started writing again. I have an entire plot (well, kinda) for what I dubbed the Most Unserious Universe: The Telenovela. This is just the beginning. Please enjoy and look out for that ao3 link!

It started with–

Sitting in front of the Dean's office with The Golden Boy of Piltover University and talking him down from a panic attack. Even though the threat of expulsion hung over his head as well. Even though his only offense was being gay at a Very Catholic University while Talis almost killed himself and any potential passerby with his unauthorized experiments. Even though it was obvious who the hammer would swing down harder on.

It continues like–

Three agonizing weeks of anxiety and worrying and pacing around Sky’s dorm in Manhattan, hours away from campus because of course he couldn't stay there. Of course. He could infect the student body with his homosexual miasma or something. Nevermind that his rat faced roommate Salo was fucking no less than four male professors. Three weeks of dodging RAs, campus security, dealing with Sky’s shitty Wi-Fi and trying to keep up with his course work. Trying to keep up with his sanity. 

It ends on–

An outstretched hand and expectant hazel eyes.

If you told Viktor a year ago that The disgraced Jayce Talis would be offering to room with him (“My roommate flunked out anyway,” he said), that he even would remember him, he would have laughed in your face.

But instead, there he was. His entire life’s dream hinging on a single handshake. And Viktor had no idea the changes, the heartbreak that one handshake would bring. 

Viktor grasped the hand in front of him and shook.

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Going on a tiny holiday, but not without leaving you with a lovely little Julian!

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i need feminism because when jesus does a magic trick it’s a goddamn miracle but when a woman does a magic trick she gets burned at the stake

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Newton's First Law

Behold, I have started writing again. I have an entire plot (well, kinda) for what I dubbed the Most Unserious Universe: The Telenovela. This is just the beginning. Please enjoy and look out for that ao3 link!

It started with–

Sitting in front of the Dean's office with The Golden Boy of Piltover University and talking him down from a panic attack. Even though the threat of expulsion hung over his head as well. Even though his only offense was being gay at a Very Catholic University while Talis almost killed himself and any potential passerby with his unauthorized experiments. Even though it was obvious who the hammer would swing down harder on.

It continues like–

Three agonizing weeks of anxiety and worrying and pacing around Sky’s dorm in Manhattan, hours away from campus because of course he couldn't stay there. Of course. He could infect the student body with his homosexual miasma or something. Nevermind that his rat faced roommate Salo was fucking no less than four male professors. Three weeks of dodging RAs, campus security, dealing with Sky’s shitty Wi-Fi and trying to keep up with his course work. Trying to keep up with his sanity. 

It ends on–

An outstretched hand and expectant hazel eyes.

If you told Viktor a year ago that The disgraced Jayce Talis would be offering to room with him (“My roommate flunked out anyway,” he said), that he even would remember him, he would have laughed in your face.

But instead, there he was. His entire life’s dream hinging on a single handshake. And Viktor had no idea the changes, the heartbreak that one handshake would bring. 

Viktor grasped the hand in front of him and shook.

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saddest thing that can happen is a cat so delicately and cozy putting their small apple head on your leg like a pillow to sleep while fully unaware that in like five minutes you're going to get up to go eat because they don't know human language or how time works

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Vol. 1 of NEW shoujo manga! 『My Science Partner Turned into an Eldritch Horror Then We Got Isekai’d and Now He’s My Husband?!?!?!』

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Newton's First Law

Behold, I have started writing again. I have an entire plot (well, kinda) for what I dubbed the Most Unserious Universe: The Telenovela. This is just the beginning. Please enjoy and look out for that ao3 link!

It started with–

Sitting in front of the Dean's office with The Golden Boy of Piltover University and talking him down from a panic attack. Even though the threat of expulsion hung over his head as well. Even though his only offense was being gay at a Very Catholic University while Talis almost killed himself and any potential passerby with his unauthorized experiments. Even though it was obvious who the hammer would swing down harder on.

It continues like–

Three agonizing weeks of anxiety and worrying and pacing around Sky’s dorm in Manhattan, hours away from campus because of course he couldn't stay there. Of course. He could infect the student body with his homosexual miasma or something. Nevermind that his rat faced roommate Salo was fucking no less than four male professors. Three weeks of dodging RAs, campus security, dealing with Sky’s shitty Wi-Fi and trying to keep up with his course work. Trying to keep up with his sanity. 

It ends on–

An outstretched hand and expectant hazel eyes.

If you told Viktor a year ago that The disgraced Jayce Talis would be offering to room with him (“My roommate flunked out anyway,” he said), that he even would remember him, he would have laughed in your face.

But instead, there he was. His entire life’s dream hinging on a single handshake. And Viktor had no idea the changes, the heartbreak that one handshake would bring. 

Viktor grasped the hand in front of him and shook.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jayce/Viktor (League of Legends), Jayce & Viktor (League of Legends) Characters: Jayce (League of Legends), Viktor (League of Legends) Additional Tags: Other Additional Tags to Be Added, it's an ever evolving thing, when viktor said in every timeline i took it as a challenge, so behold, the most unserious universe, no beta we die like singed should have, Everybody Lives, Everything is Beautiful and Nothing Hurts, Jayce Loves Viktor (League of Legends), Viktor Loves Jayce (League of Legends), they get to be happy, and silly, Viktor is a Menace (League of Legends), Jayce is a Dork (League of Legends), Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, this is going to be the most unserious part of the series, chapter count will change as we go along, also i am incapable of writing more that 1500 words at a time Series: Part 1 of Quantum Physics and Other Subjects Summary:

Glimpses of Jayce and VIktor's life if they were taking this journey in a clown car.