#but on Sunday bc family emergencies

[carlav-blogs]

Goodbye Padfoot

[a-wins-a-win]

mouse's attempted B;APO timeline

aka i was writing an irrelevant detail in a silly little fic and it occurred to me that oh wait i could actually think about this!!

credit where credit's due - i am using this timeline right here (from @hearmyvoicee) as a base, but i have some particular thoughts/interpretations of my own + felt like using 2001 dates! (bc why not, ya know? keep it basically of the time it opened) so this whole thing is mostly for my own reference, but if it makes sense to any of y'all as well? great <;3 [keeping it under the cut for my own sanity + yours]

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Sunday, January 7 [the feast of the Epiphany is celebrated on January 6th, or the closest Sunday to that date - in the case of 2001, that's the 7th]

Epiphany

Monday - Friday, January 8 - 12 [ i swear on my life someone mentioned to me once that it's generally accepted that You & I spans several days?? i cannot find who or where but someone tell me i'm not going insane ]

You & I

Friday, January 12 [the friday is entirely arbitrary, just seems the type of day you'd hold auditions - give it a week to stir interest, cast on friday, start up your rehearsals from the next monday onwards] [i have never been in theater though, so don't hold me to that]

Role Of A Lifetime

Auditions

Plain Jane Fatass

Thursday, February 22 [to me the phrase "we'll meet in Tanya's room on Friday night" implies that it's not yet Friday + in theory the song takes place during study hall, so an actual weekday? so to that end it could be any day monday-thursday, the specifics not mattering in particular, but i arbitrarily went with thursday so that Ivy’s birthday lines up right]

Wonderland

Friday, February 23

A Quiet Night At Home

Rolling

Best Kept Secret

Wednesday, February 28 [borrowing from the previous timeline for this one - the Lent + Ash Wednesday significance makes sense] [to that end, Ash Wednesday 2001 was in fact February 28th]

Confession

Portrait Of A Girl

Thursday, March 1 [in Wonderland they reference the fact that "Ivy's birthday's in a week", ergo wonderland date + 1 week]

Birthday, Bitch!

One Kiss

Are You There?

911! Emergency!

Friday, March 2 [peter mentions 911! Emergency as being "last night"]

Reputation Stain'd

Ever After

Saturday, March 10 [generally, the Spring Break week is from March 11 to March 17, so in my head it makes sense for them to be leaving for their spring break the day beforehand - ergo, March 10th]

Spring

One

✨ spring break / intermission ✨

Sunday, March 17 [the sunday makes sense in my head to mirror Epiphany]

Wedding Bells

Monday, March 19

In The Hallway

Monday, March 26 [ as claire says - "gone a week, i miss you already". so if classes started again on the 19th + 1 week is the 26th ]

Touch My Soul

See Me

Warning

[sidenote, easter 2001 was sunday april 15. to that end, to account for the Easter Monday holiday, likely they had the 16th off also]

Friday, May 18 [okay listen!! i know it crowds A LOT of act 2 together but!! the way sister chantelle says here "if you decide you want to get together one more time" implies to me that they aren't going to be having more Official rehearsal time before the play actually gets performed] [it all has to occur between monday may 14 & sunday may 20 for jason's "graduate next sunday" line to be technically correct] [rory's decided that they'll "meet back here. seven o'clock" - which i was always under the impression is the supposed to be rehearsal that sets up Promise] [Nadia's "call me tonight, or tomorrow, or whenever" to me implies that she won't see him tomorrow? so probably they don't have any classes or rehearsal the next day]["i know it's late" in Cross is such a little detail, but to me it just ties it all up]

Pilgrim's Hands

God Don't Make No Trash

All Grown Up

Promise

Once Upon A Time

Cross

Saturday, May 19 [saturday night seems a reasonable time to put on the show, right? like in order to make it accessible to family + friends outside of the school?]

Two Households

Bare

Queen Mab

A Glooming Peace

Tuesday, May 22 [a {catholic} person is buried between 2 and 7 days after their death, typically around 3. i always got the vibes that Absolution was supposed to take place on/around jason's funeral, ergo the play + 3 days]

Absolution

Sunday, May 27 [going with the assumption that they graduate on the last sunday in may, in 2001 that date was the 27th]

No Voice

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wanna make it super clear that i a) am australian and b) am not catholic and c) have never been to boarding school or in theater so a lot of dates were found via google search, and/or arbitrarily assigned weekdays

also also at the end of the day i'm not sure the specifics of the timeline super duper matter, it was mostly just for fun - but like. feel free to share ur thoughts!

[icharchivist]

so little insanity moment i hope you'll excuse me a sec, related to Mystery Blorbo.

so yesterday i had a Icha Insanity Level 10 Moment where i kinda spiraled down crying and all about Mystery Blorbo literally all day that led me, as one does, to spam my bestie who knows about them 30 messages including at least 3 different homemade memes i've made about them, while i also collected various pictures again of Mystery Blorbo.

And, as a normal person does, i realized i could make a collage of the pictures i had in my files about them and put it on my wall.

so i start selecting which pictures i want to print in a word document (it takes 22 pages, i put multiple pictures by pages tho) and then look for my Blu-Tack (? google translation says it's how you say it the paste that fixes papers on wall) but i can't find it for the life of mine.

so i figure my masterplan has to wait, and ideally, while i go buy some Blu-Tack to a stationary store, i might as well use their printers to print pictures bc my own is bad with colors in general.

except as one does, it obviously haunts me all night, and i wake up uneased thinking i need to at least find the Blu-Tack today. Plus i need to do some restock on meds and grocery shopping anyway.

I prepare myself to go, and since my family just decided to annoy me today, i needed some comfort and i put my little custom made Mystery Blorbo plush in my bag to accompany me, but then i realize it's Sunday, and on top of that, a holiday, so the majority of stores are closed.

I figure my plans have to wait tomorrow. But for some reasons, i'm in full state of unrest. I can't focus on anything i just want to go hunt for it.

So i figure, screw it for the stationary shop, i can find some Blu-Tack on some hyperstore, and a couple of them are still opened today (ironically, not the one closest to my home that i would have gone to otherwise, so i have to look for an unusual store for it). So here starts my quest for it.

I blast my Mystery Blorbo's playlist in my ears (as i always do), and i go out full of Mystery Blorbo's thoughts in the quest of Blu-Tack so i can hang Mystery Blorbo's pictures in my living room.

First store i go to, where the Blu-Tack is next to cooking objects, they ran out of Blu-Tack. Shame.

I decide not to give up though and start going through more stores. 2nd Store i go, where the item is near the bathroom supplies? no luck either.

I think about going to a 3rd store at the opposite of the city, because one of the other bigger store i could go to is usually closed on Sunday. But, while i'm way underway, halfway between the store i disregarded and the store i was going to, i have a slight moment of "but i should check if it's REALLY closed though", and turns my feet around to check that store.

what i didn't consider is that today being a holiday where we usually consume a specific cake -- the store in question was actually opened. to sell emergency cakes.

When i go to this store, i usually go to the floor with food on it, so i never linger on parts of the store with utility objects, which is two floors above. but i know my way to it, and i move up.

And so i move to the Blu-Tack corner. Which is, unlike every place i've been before, in a corner with various hobbies related things surrounding the aisle.

and legit just next to it, there's an item i can't enter into details about --- related to Mystery Blorbo, that has no business being here, that i legit ALMOST BOUGHT ONLINE TWO WEEKS AGO. AND THEN I DIDNT. BECAUSE I THOUGHT HAVING IT DELIVERED HERE WOULD BE A PAIN. and also the one store i found it on wasn't really trustworthy.

literally JUST NEXT to the Blu-Tack. JUST next to it. Like ONE STEP away of distance from it. I could see it from standing in front of the Blu-Tack.

And i'm trying to keep it vague because the less you know about it the better for me (don't try to guess please), but it's not something i expected to find here. Like, it's not from something i'd expect to find easily in stores. And the item in question is also supposed to be pretty niche and only found in very specific stores, but this specific version was not on shelves last time i checked because it wasn't popular even in its niche.

I had a demented plan of making a collage of Mystery Blorbo, then had a nice so full of unrest i remade my whole plan, improvised because today everything is closed and nothing should have been doable, went to stores where i wouldn't have found the item that happened to have ran out of Blu-Tack, thought about going to a store THAT IS USUALLY CLOSED on Sunday and is only opened for the holiday, on an aisle i don't even usually come CLOSE to, to find the fucking Blu-Tack that started my journey, all that while blasting my Mystery Blorbo songs and holding my Mystery Blorbo plush in my bag, and it's at the end of this absolutely insane journey i found an item i've been CONVEYING that i was told wouldn't be found on here because it's too niche to be there, RIGHT. HERE.

Am i insane or is this insane. Like i remind you the whole thing with Mystery Blorbo is that they first started appearing in my dreams out of nowhere, haunting me, giving me legit fever dreams when i didn't buy something about them i found so much so i almost sleptwalk my way into going to buy it 4 TIMES in the same night, that i learnt they've showed up multiple times in the last decade of my life at various moments that made me curious in them but not enough to get into their stuff, that i had actual magazines full of articles that talked about him at my mom's place, hell pretty recently i also found times in my childhood (very early) where i almost got into something adjacent to it (my bestie says it counts because when i recalled the details she was crying laughing at how specific it was), also while i happen to own stuff related to the motif linked to this character from waayy before that, and much more things i can't even start to point out to lest i remove the mystery all together---

And then after another unrestful night thinking about them and making insane plans about them, which i was supposed to postpone but was too unrestful to postpone, i fucking find. This thing. in the most crazy level of circumstances there is.

also another layer is that i've been talking about the item to my bestie and was lamenting how more expensive it was online (esp with delivery fees) than in store, and my bestie, bless her soul, had had plans to find it for me ------- but she couldn't find it anywhere online. (like i tried to dissuade her but she's too sweet)

(small explanation to friend about my reasons for finding it)

(the typos are kept for autenticity as i was in a hurry, on my phone, and also genuinely shaking)

so long story short i'm adding this to the list of "i think Mystery Blorbo is haunting me because this is not normal" that keeps growing every single day. i feel ill.

[blueink3]

Omg I think every day about the fact that carlos told no one (NO ONE?) about the break up and just how alone he must have felt as we would’ve thought that the 126 are tk’s friends and would take his side and he wouldn’t wanna rock the boat. I think so much about tk finding out about that, and also canon divergence playing on this fact. My fave I love to torture myself with is where Andrea goes to their loft and he tells her they broke up and he breaks down. I’m genuinely surprised not more people have written fic about it bc it’s so angsty and good material (and genuinely surprised there aren’t as many canon divergent break up fics too, my guilty pleasure). I would love love love to read your fic. Also, what was the other snippet you revealed from it? I’d love to read♥️

“TK! You got a visitor!” 

TK drops the inventory clipboard on the floor of the rig, frowning as he pokes his head out the back door. “I do?” 

Marjan’s eyes are wide and her expression is tight as she stands next to the truck in the next bay. “Uh huh.” 

“What is it? Why are you being weird?” 

Intrigued by anything remotely resembling hot goss, Nancy pushes past him and hops down from the rig, hurrying around the corner and stopping dead when she catches sight of whoever this mystery visitor is. “Oh.” 

TK grabs his phone where’d he left it on the pile of clean puke buckets, frowning when the screen lights up with a string of notifications: 

[Missed Call] Carlos Reyes

[Missed Call] Carlos Reyes

[Missed Call] Carlos Reyes

[Carlos] Please pick up your phone. 

[Carlos] TK please.

[Carlos] It’s an emergency.

His heart thunders, and he barely has a second to contemplate what his ex could need him so urgently for before he hears it. That voice. “TK!” 

His head snaps up and he shoves his phone into his pocket, as he blurts out, “Andrea! I mean - Mrs. Reyes. Um.” What’s the protocol here? He glances at Marjan again, but she just subtly shakes her head in a move that is no help whatsoever.  

“TK, mijo, you’ve been hiding from us,” Andrea says scoldingly, even as she steps forward through the bay door and wraps him up in a hug. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t sink into it, breathing in the scent that reminds him of the ranch and Carlos and home. “I know you had to work over the holidays, but you’ve missed so many Sunday meals. How else am I supposed to give you your present?” she pulls away and cups his cheek with the hand not holding a neatly wrapped box. 

Behind him, he can hear Nancy whisper, “Oh my God” as the confusion in his brain morphs into a kind of numb white noise. 

Mijo. Mijo. Mijo. 

He doesn’t deserve mijo. 

Brakes wail, a light bar shines, and Carlos tumbles out of his cruiser a moment later, brown eyes wide with panic, breath puffing in the cold January air as he strides over to them. It’s a good thing TK’s mind is already blank because it’s the first time he’s seen his ex-boyfriend since he came to collect the last of his things, and the fact that he’s now close enough to touch is nearly enough to send TK to his knees. 

“Carlitos, what are you doing?” Andrea asks with a laugh. “You didn’t have to come. I told you I was in the area.”

“And I told you you didn’t have to do that,” Carlos grinds out, licking his lips and refusing to meet TK’s stunned gaze. 

“Ahh,” she wags a finger at him. “First it was the move, then it was work. Just because you want your boyfriend to yourself doesn’t mean you can’t share him from time to time with the rest of your family.”

The word skids across TK’s mind with all the grace of a pair of screeching tires. 

Boyfriend. 

Out of the corner of his eye, he can see Judd grab Marjan and Nancy by an arm each and steer them back towards the kitchen, and thank God, too, because this car wreck does not need more witnesses.

He finally chances a glance back at Carlos. 

He’s beautiful. 

He’s terrified. 

And TK knows. He knows that this could go one of two ways. He could break Andrea Reyes’ hopeful heart, or… 

He could break his own. 

After all, it’s already shattered. What difference would it make?

[zot3-flopped]

Had Travis gone, he could have been fined or at the least benched for a bit. He was able to go to Argentina bc it was a bye week. That's really the only time they can travel without some kind of special permission. Which is usually only given for their child being born, close family member dying, or some big emergency. There are very strict rules. Being with his gf for her birthday doesn't fall into any of those. Being a professional athlete comes with a lot of discipline. Plus they are playing around Boston on Sunday, so they lose any Saturday practice time and would be making that up today and tomorrow.

It sounds like a nightmare existence.

[lilolilyr]

What the last show you HAD TO BINGE, as in you physically couldn’t get yourself to pause it (and even bathroom breaks were only on an emergency basis)?

I don't really... Do that? I've had this ask in my inbox for like a year now waiting for an opportunity to answer it properly, but no xD I think the last show I watched more or less in one go (so like... an episode or two a day over the course of one or two weeks) was either Hannah or Good Omens, both in 2019 (just the first season of each was out at the time, I've not continued Hannah since but I do plan to watch GOmens S2 once it's out though mostly because @neil-gaiman is perfect advertising and now my curiosity beats my inability to commit to a show)

I'm not sure whether I've even finished a single show since then! I'm in the middle of most star trek shows, I haven't even finished my fav DS9, I'm at the beginning of Witcher S2, watching random eps of NUMB3RS and Rizzoli&Isles whenever I'm at my parents' place bc they're slowly going through the pile of DVDs (calling the show after the Rizzles shipname for brevity's sake so much now my dad does the same, I'll call that achievement accomplished) and sometimes rewatching randoms eps of shows I already know...

And I think the last TV I've watched at all was LotR Appendices stuff with @toboldlynerd uhh what was that two weeks ago?? So yeah, no actual binging to be found here xD I'm always fascinated by people who do that. There's a reason I like shows with episode-long story arcs best - I want to go to sleep after finishing one! Then again, I'm totally capable of binging when it comes to reading: both when it comes to books (Eifel-Krimis, Discworld, Agatha Christie,...) and especially fanfics, I've binged the entire Ava/Deborah tag on Ao3 through continuous reading within 2 weeks (during semester break - so i really didn't do much beside reading, at one point I realized a week had passed bc dance practice was again and it felt like I just went there the day before bc everything blurred together!)(and without watching the show beforehand or at all), and currently the only reason I'm not binging through @purlturtle's amazing Star Trek self insert series anymore is that I'm with family and can't be glued to my phone to the point of not noticing my surroundings which is what would happen if I continued reading that right now xD Sunday I'll be back at it tho! Anyway, so I'm just not a binge person when it comes to TV for some reason? Still, thanks for the ask! <3

[punkbarbarian]

multiples of 6 for kai and will!!

6. how have they changed in the last year? how about the last five years?

kai: in the last year, i think kai has started to become more open about how they feel and have gotten better (at least a little) at communicating with people. in the past 5 fears they've changed a lot. 5 years ago they emancipated themself from the foster system and has been through a Lot Of Shit. they've definitely grown, i think for the better

will: i think will has been stuck in a routine for a while now, only recently being broken by coming to lost. even like, 6 months ago he was pretty different. he was alone for a pretty long time and didn't let himself open up to people, but now he has started to

12. how have they altered their body? piercings, tattoos, biohacks, or other modifications—anything. why (or why not) did they (or someone else) make those changes?

kai: absolutely covered in tattoos, mostly done themself. they're friends with a few artists so they also have some done "professionally." they have a lot of piercings in their ears and also their eyebrow, nostril, septum, and lip! they did this because it looks tight as fuck

will: will doesn't have any tattoos or piercings! he likes them on other people, but personally doesn't want any

18. what dish brings back the best memories for them?

kai: beef ramen that their grandma would make them when they were sick as a kid <3

will: sunday morning breakfast - scrambled eggs, bacon, & biscuits. he and his family would always eat breakfast together on sundays, even after he got married to his husband! it was their weekly ritual

24. are they close to any family members?

kai: he was very close with his grandma before she passed bc she was the one who raised him. they're an only child and didn't know their parents so they're not close w any biological family. he does think of the party as family though <3

will: he was very close with his parents and siblings until he left his hometown. he hasn't been in contact with them for over a decade

30. how do they handle confrontation?

kai: immediately squares up and tries to out-confront the other person. they also may try to lie their way out of a situation depending on the type of confrontation

will: tries to diffuse the situation and listen to the other person. unless they're wrong, in which case he will roast their ass

36. how do they fidget?

kai: always tapping out a song on their fingers, tapping their toes, picking at their jewlery and clothes

will: taking things apart and putting them back together, playing with his hair and beard

42. can they dance?

kai: absolutely not, unless moshing and intense arm swinging counts

will: enough to get by but not enough to tell someone else what to do

48. do they relate to anyone in their group? conversely, which person do they relate to the least?

kai: i think kai relates the most to nettle, but also sees parts of himself in bo and nox (all autistic party will have some overlaps lol). in general, i think they relate the least to bo bc they are really such different ppl. based on height alone

will: cass because they're both older and are generally tired of everyone's shit, also morel bc of how matter of fact they are. probably relate the least to divine because of. everything about her lmao

54. how important is money in their life? do they save up for ages, or spend quickly?

kai: thinks being anticapitalist is an excuse to be absolutely terrible with money. they are so chaotic with their spending and probably don't have a credit card because it's supporting a predatory system

will: actually knows how to save up money and reasonably spend in order to keep enough in case of emergencies

60. what do they have faith in? what keeps them believing?

kai: above all has faith in themself. they've made it this far, so there's no reason to not keep going

will: believes in good always conquering evil, even when it doesn't feel that way. hope is a driving force for him

66. which fruit do they like most?

kai: dragonfruit!

will: granny smith apples!

send me character asks!

[thedeadthree]

19-23 for the beloveds bella and petra <3

HI ALYSSA MY DEAR i hope ur doing well! omg ty so much! i need to yell about the girls i stayed up until 4am finishing the sandman hkjasn so ty omg <3 and in honor of the bella’s sandman verse takes the stage! <3

autumn themed asks 🍂

19. what would be their plan or weapon of choice in a zombie apocalypse or alien invasion?

BELLONA: g*un kjsamk her wraith abilities aside, i think bella would likely go for the tride and true baseball bat that seems to work well for most in the event of the zombie apocalypse (and bc she’s an avid appreciator of horror movies it’s the only thing she would think of jjanxks).

PETRA: she would honestly try to engage in conversation becoming the aliens liaison “manipulating” her way to the top of the hierarchy ajnxasaj. her weapon of choice in the event of a zombie apocalypse would be her tried and true ritual dagger.. for summoning demons to k*ll the zombies of course! <3

20. what family traditions do they remember from their childhood?

BELLONA: her fathers family is as old as new york high society itself, so her memories of family tradition are steeped in obligations and beautiful but old, dusty homes with myriad of skeletons in the basements. not to mention her parents until she was 11 belonged to a spiritist cult which would later take her as their ritual sacrifice, giving her the wraith powers but tethering her to purgatory. traditions included gala attendances, the debutante balls, and charity benefit balls, and the like. bella and her friends in her childhood also dabbled in the occult, participating in full and new moon rituals!

PETRA: raised away from her aristocratic parents being the result of an affair between two families she was whisked off to be raised by her disgraced grandmother, the traditions of the upper crust in prague did not become familiar to petra until adulthood? and a virtually solitary childhood traditions usually centered around occultist and infernal traditions which her grandmother practiced! holidays that were associated with the occult or days holding meaning to demons and the like. she did look forward to the sunday markets her grandmother would take her to she was little, the pomegranate crepes her grandmother would make those mornings were to die for <3

21. what role would they be in a horror movie (final girl, the jock, etc.)?

BELLONA: literally the first victim.. but not THE first victim of the film? like the reason the place is haunted in the first place? shes the monster in essence? but also like.. shes got her reasons u know?

PETRA: the final girl AND the one who was summoning the horrors in the first place ksajnkjns (darn demon summoners ajnska)

22. if they had a familiar, what type of animal would it be?

BELLONA: her familiar would be the ghost moth! associated with being the souls of the dead and emerge in the twilight hours to haunt..! (maybe even one of the signs of bellonas presence is the sight of these moths..? maybe?)

PETRA: so one of the animal companions that i haven’t named yet is actually in her last picrew! though if i had to associate HER with a familiar (that u can be sure she will summon ajhnsjka) that would be a crow! sort of screaming by how much that makes her a parallel to dream in the sense he’s associated with ravens omg.. crows symbolize emotional and spiritual change! and with the way im planning her arc i couldn’t have pictured better <3

23. what’s their craft of choice (sewing, painting, etc.)?

BELLONA: her true love of tattoo art is proven by her being covered in tattoos all drawn by her..! so i would have to say her craft of choice is that! (it counts right?).

PETRA: demon summoning. she loves to sketching in one of those antique leather-bound journals! sigils, wards she plans, nature she spends a lot of time sketching nature when shes not summoning demons or absorbing soul of the dukes and lords of hell kajnskans..! (dream do not look into the latest entries of her sketchbook no that’s not you no ur seeing things akajkn)

[cheesebearger]

i was 7 or 8 when 9/11 happened and honestly i recall nothing about the event at all. i do remember how, in the aftermath, my muslim friend's family decided to move to the uk because of how impossible it was to live here afterwards. and i remember the way adult white people would speak about the event as though they were personally affected even when they weren't - in fact, one eighth grade teacher of mine lied effusively about her personal involvement in 9/11 (i thought she was being truthful but im on the spectrum - all my other friends were able to clock her as lying so i'm trusting their judgment on the matter). and maybe it's because i'm someone who thinks grief is a personal thing, and that it's rude and weird to grieve like you're family to someone you don't know - but it feels to me like a kind of "stolen valor" in the dumbest sort of way. there's this desire by older white people to try and involve themselves in 9/11 because they've made it part of their identity, and in that way they are perpetuating the paranoia and fear of the other in every action they take. the crocodile tears for 9/11 aren't even for the people who died.

so my personal opinion on 9/11 jokes are: they're funny. bc it is more than just a tragedy, it is now a figural Event in White History. while i understand the reasons behind 9/11 (the "terrorists" were well educated men who believed skyscrapers were symbolic of the imperialist war machine - a tower which cannot in any way be safely evacuated in event of a real emergency and filled with people who do non-jobs all to produce capital for the landed elite) but the people working in the towers were, at best, merely accomplices to their own oppression. killing them accomplished nothing. and propaganda of the deed has the unfortunate after-effect of being great fodder for growing a politics of fear.

so by mocking 9/11, all of the political power associated with the Event which is used as the Justification for War, is similarly mocked. and it should be mocked, and must be mocked. if the twin towers had simply had a fire, it would have taken hours for the building to evac. and do you think that would have led to any kind of change in the US about the safety of skyscrapers? or perhaps a limit on their height to maintain adequate evac time? of course not, it would have been handwaved as an "unavoidable tragedy" or something like that. there was no way anyone in that tower would ever have gotten out if they weren't close to the ground, plane or no plane. and that is the risk of every skyscraper, the risk of the capitalist machine which seeks to maximize the minimum at the expense of the flesh of the bodies that labor and produce. so mock 9/11 as much as you want and mock every person who talks about it in the soft, hushed tones of a devotee at a sunday mass. they don't give a fuck about the people who died, the only thing they care about is their perceived "nation" and its perceived "safety" from "invasion."

[doriansbutt]

A couple months ago, beginning of July, I had to work 8-9 days in a row to cover my coworker’s covid leave. I am someone who can barely handle working 5 days a week let alone in a row. So I went to our calendar and asked for just a simple 3 day weekend the next chance that was available. That’s today, tomorrow, and Tuesday. Mon-tues are my usual days off so I literally just asked for one Sunday off.

Cue this morning. I’m awake early bc I forgot to turn my alarm off. I get a message in my group chat. The baker had a family emergency and couldn’t come in. And no one could contact our manager. The only other person in the store waited until fifteen minutes before the next person would come in (four hours after baker starts) to call her up and explain the situation.

The next person in is the cake decorator. She is 8+ months pregnant atm. So she goes in and nothing has been done since the closer left last night. There’s nothing for the opener to do since no product was baked. Decorator hasn’t baked in 3+ years but she starts trying to get some stuff out while also trying numerous times to reach manager. And messaging in the group chat.

It’s my goddamned day off and every time I ask for time off it’s either denied or something else happens and ruins it. I was NOT about to volunteer to go in for that shit. But she won’t stop saying how fucking angry and pissed and “livid” the manager is about all this and he had to go in on his one day off a week to cover this. Would he still be this angry if I hadn’t seen those messages this morning? It is not my responsibility to cover someone else’s shift for a position that’s not even mine. The STORE needs to do better. Am I sorry for leaving a very pregnant woman in a lurch? Yes, of course. Am I sorry for actually getting to spend some alone time with my goddamn fiancée because I always work weekends and they don’t? Hell no! I rarely ever get to have this kinda quality time with them and I am NOT sacrificing my happiness for some shitty retail position I don’t even want and am actively looking to leave.

But yay. Guilt-ridden time off. Love it.

[wintermiffy]

I spent Thursday-Sunday in Staten Island of all places with my friend. Made worse by sleeping in the same bed together every night that by Friday when we went out I almost said that I like him about six different times. I spent a good hour or two in my head, thinking about how to say it over and over. But it felt pointless. He’s on the fence about his relationship and about moving and leaving “friends, family, and me” but (surprise) he’s not happy living in this country. He has friends and a gf in Spain even though he’s not completely sure if that’s where he needs to be, it’s probably just fear holding him back. What good does it do to stay hey don’t leave, I like you. Maybe down the line eventually one day something else can happen between us?????? I mean it felt so childish and selfish to center myself and my feelings. It also felt like undeniable rejection and what if our friendship didn’t recover? And these last few months he’s here are then diluted with how weird he feels around me bc he knows I have feelings? I’ve never been in this position before, of having nearly a four year friendship turn and gross feelings emerge out of it!!!! Before I could distinguish everything he said or did from the basis of our friendship and now I’m reading into things in a particularly dumb way. Like how in the middle of the night he touched my shoulder and left his hand there or we fell asleep facing each other and looking into each other’s eyes?????? I mean what in the hell I know it doesn’t mean anything but then the stupid part of my brain keeps saying what if it does? What if it does?

[idletransgenderfication]

this close to just dropping everything but japanese even tho my stepdad is forcing me to be a full-time student still bc my other two professors have turned out to be total bitches

[tsunderedoctor]

Hey purple, I’m baaaack!

So I’m having a pretty shitty day. Yesterday, my dad told me to “be considerate” after I left the refrigerator door open for 2 seconds just to refill my water bottle. Normally, I just let their words fly over my head bc that’s the only way I’ve survived so long living with them. Although, this time it really hurt me bc him and my mom do it constantly, and sometimes even I have to close the door behind them. I was tired and I already had a argument with my mom just moments before I didn’t feel like getting in with him at that moment.

I thought the hurt feeling would’ve gone away by now, but it’s still festering in my mind. I thought back to all the time where I was practically the only considerate one in the family. To the point where I’m basically a people pleaser so to be told to “be considerate” really irked me and almost made me cry from frustration. My parents still have this view of me as some privileged women who doesn’t know the hardship of life, and it really annoys me.

So I was hoping you could do an emergency request for me with Marco, Sanji, and Shanks with a s/o who is normally upbeat just getting more short-tempered before breaking down and being comforted by them? It’s ok if you can’t and I’m sure I’ll get over this, it’s not the worst thing they’ve said to me so I’ll live. It doesn’t help that my birthday is this Sunday though.

I wish you a happy holidays and a joyful day/night!

I'm sorry you had to go through that. I know apologies don't make it go away, but do know I feel your pain and I'm here for you. I hope things start working better and you are able to leave that toxic environment.❤️❤️

Marco the Phoenix

The two of you sat in silence, the stress of losing your former captain getting the best of you. Earlier you had snapped at one of the new recruits, they didn’t mean to set you off, only mentioning the older man who had died protecting those he loved. You weren’t ready to accept his death so early. 

Marco had pulled you away, giving the newbie a smile that it was fine, both knew they didn’t mean any harm, you were just upset. Now you both stood in his office, him waiting patiently for you to talk as you stared stubbornly at the ground. 

“It shouldn’t have happened.” Your voice cracked in the silent room, your glare was enough to make the floor shrivel if it could. Marco only nodded, understanding how you felt. Feeling the waves of your emotions finally come undone, you ran over to the man, hugging him tightly, the tears finally falling.

His arms were quick to wrap around your shaking form, he stood quietly, giving you the chance to cry out how you felt. He had taken over the role as captain for now, and as captain he would let his crew grieve the death of their beloved father figure. He would be the rock you all need right now, no matter what. “It’s okay, no one will die again on my watch.”

Vinsmoke Sanji

The blond was arguing with the green haired man once again, though it didn’t usually bother you, today it seemed to leave you on edge. Snapping at the two men to knock it off, Zoro only grumbled, trying to go back to sleep as your blond lover looked heart broken over you yelling at him.

“Y/N-swan...” Running over to you, he was quick to wrap his arms around your waist, not wanting to be separated from you, like a lost dog who imprinted on it’s new owner.

Sighing, you petted his head softly, the look on your face was enough to let the man know you were upset. You hadn’t meant to yell at him, sending him a soft sorry, he only shook his head, more worried about your wellbeing than you yelling at him. “What’s wrong?” 

Shaking your head, even you didn’t understand the need to cry in the moment. Pulling you to him, the position had changed as you held on to him. A hand quickly going to your head as he whispered words of comfort to you. “It’s okay, I’m here with you.”

"Red Hair" Shanks

Taking a swig of the beer in your hand, your captain and lover gave you a worried look. You had been drinking more than usual and the man didn’t know the reason why. When he had asked, you told him not to worry about it. He had blinked and you had bit your tongue to fight off apologizing, you were annoyed with him enough, you didn’t want to say sorry now.

Eventually he took the bottle from you, your drunk hiccups echoing in the now quiet room, the rest of the crew left, feeling the tension between the two of you. “What’s wrong?”

“You just had to go and be an Emperor, don’t you care about what the others think? About how they feel?” Glaring at the empty space in front of you, you refused to face the man as he sighed, somehow knowing this talk would come. It was quiet for a long pause, both parties stubborn to give in, both thinking they were right. 

“I won’t leave you, I won’t die, believe in me.” His usual chipper voice now held a serious tone as he grabbed your hand, holding it in his own. Feeling some tears fall, you wiped your face as he pulled you off your stool into his lap, letting out another drunk hiccup the man only chuckled, you can barely hear him calling you his baby before your eyes closed, head comfortable in his chest.

[martsonmars]

Six Sentence Sunday

Thanks @moodandmist @mostlymaudlin @urban-sith @dragoneggo @captain-aralias @forabeatofadrum @johnwgrey @theotherhufflepuff for the tags! Loved your snippets as always.

I am not writing much again, sadly, but I'll try to find some sentences to share.

One sentence from a fic I'm writing for @facewithoutheart @sillyunicorn and @you-remind-me-of-the-babe for one of those Tumblr prompt asks. I haven't forgotten about it, it's just hard for me to put words together lately.

In retaliation, one weekend I had to fly back home for a family emergency – which turned out to be Fiona getting arrested for protesting half-naked in front of 11 Downing Street for the legalisation of cannabis – he locked the sweaty costume in my wardrobe, and when I got back to the dorm I had to wash all my clothes three times to make the smell go away.

And then... I haven't written anything new for my beloved secret fic (let alone for stuff with deadlines... like EGF...), but I'm obsessed with it (shared it here and here), so have 5 sentences from Secret Fic bc sharing keeps me excited to write it. They're from different parts of the fic, in no particular order. All random. Under the cut with the tags.

My best guess would be Niall sending me a poor excuse of a Christmas dinner through an unlucky delivery service, but I doubt even my best friend would go so out of his way to make sure I’m not feasting on deer corpses alone.

Food kept him occupied for a while, after that – Snow’s an excellent conversationalist when he has his mouth full and can spit crumbs and drops of his meals all over the table and his commensals, but nothing can overcome granting his undivided attention to his plate.

You can’t change on your own a destiny written for two.

But I’ve always been weak – as a person, and for him – and as much as I thought I had left the peak of my bad decisions at school (together with that one low grade on a Political Science essay and my unhealthy obsession with making my dead mother proud) I could never turn my back on Simon, nor walk away from a good mystery.

(There’s an entire list of things he wants to do, and it’s funny in a tragic way that the first time he lets his mind run through its items is while they’re standing on a battlefield, and not during one of the countless sleepless nights he’s spent looking at the other boy’s dormant shape in their shared room at the top of a tower.)

No pressure but much love @wellbelesbian @tea-brigade @sillyunicorn @facewithoutheart @palimpsessed @otherpeoplesheartachept-2 @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @fatalfangirl @prettylightsbigcity @whatevertheweather @jbrrring @confused-bi-queer @bookish-bogwitch @letraspal @takitalks @otherworldsivelivedin @excalisbury