#i know they just said 2024 but a bitch can dream

[freevoidman]

I want to play Missing Link NOW and I am NOT JOKING

[astonmartinii]

a spoonful of sugar | oscar piastri social media au

pairing: oscar piastri x fem chef!reader

cheffing it up all over the calendar

MASTERLIST | TIPS

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yourusername: WOAH WHAT IT'S OSCAR'S HOME RACE WEEK? that mean's it's time to whack out the aussie cook book mama piastri got me for christmas and man this fish has a cool name. BARRAMUNDI is a fish very commonly used in aussie cuisine (real ones know it from masterchef australia). so here i've pan seared it with some herbs and some lemons and take it from me it SLAPS, but you know what i hope slaps more? oscar this weekend... LET'S GO BABY

[as always this recipe is on my website and will be in my 2024 f1 calendar recipe book coming out soon]

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user1: FAVES OMG PARENTS

user2: my favourite thing is where i read intently all of y/n's recipe and continue to make pot noodles

yourusername: pot noodles are good i can't even be mad

oscarpiastri: can confirm it did in fact SLAP

yourusername: oh wow piastri stamp of approval that's basically a michelin star

oscarpiastri: tbf i would eat a roll of paper towels if it was you who gave it to me

yourusername: okay.... I'LL TAKE IT

user3: can we please study these people cause why is saying you'd eat paper towels is the pinnacle of romance

user4: i NEED the recipe book STAT

landonorris: i was on board with this whole cooking thing but FISH IS WHERE I DRAW THE LINE

yourusername: oh boy we got a BABY ON THE LINE

landonorris: i'm allowed to like what i like my MUM said so

yourusername: bro is an elite athlete and exclusively eats chicken nuggies

landonorris: @oscarpiastri tell your girlfriend to stop bullying me

oscarpiastri: i'm on her side buddy maybe explore the culinary world

landonorris: that's it i'm going to HR

yourusername: try it girly the mclaren HR team LOVE my food

user5: the dynamics since oscar and y/n got comfortable in the sport are my favourite things

oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri: first time on the podium at my home race and the feeling is unreal. so thankful to have my family and love of my life around me, lets keep building on this !!

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user7: THANK THE LORD MCLAREN KEPT THEIR SHIT TOGETHER IN 2024 OSCAR FIRST WIN COMING IN FAST

yourusername: I AM TOTALLY FINE ABOUT THIS AND I AM NOT SOBBING UNCONTROLLABLY BECAUSE I AM SO FUCKING PROUD OF YOU AT ALL TIMES I LOVE YOU SO MUCH

oscarpiastri: I LOVE YOU TOO SO MUCH AND I LOVE SHARING THIS WITH YOU AND SEEING THE WORLD WITH YOU AND REACHING OUR DREAMS TOGETHER

user8: are they good?

logansargeant: from the man currently waiting for them to go to dinner and can hear them yelling this stuff to each other... no they are not okay and i don't think they ever have been

yourusername: LOGIE BEAR I AM SORRY I CANNOT CONTAIN MY LOVE FOR OSCAR

oscarpiastri: jealous bitches gonna be bitter

logansargeant: ??? excuse me

oscarpiastri: i'm sorry i got excited... love you logan (just not as much as y/n)

user9: this comment section is once again making me want to sneak into an F1 after party :(

user10: they're just going to dinner they've not even started drinking yet 😭

landonorris: i am proud of you mate - why is y/n dancing around in the kitchen in an apron that says "this chef FUCKS"

yourusername: fashion. (it says oscar piastri in small print right under that)

landonorris: i didn't need to know that

oscarpiastri: let her dance it makes the food taste even better

landonorris: there's definitely no fish right?

yourusername: no fish by order of the fussy child

landonorris: bullying online and in person @maxverstappen1 @charles_leclerc @logansargeant STEP IN

maxverstappen1: eh i'm good i'm looking forward to dinner

charles_leclerc: you're on your own with this one lando

logansargeant: i've learnt not to cross y/n

user11: the piastris invited lando, logan and the rest of the podium? i am soft

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yourusername: a big post podium celebration dinner at the piastri house to celebrate oscar's home podium. first off, super duper proud. second, since it was a strictly no fish evening, i decided to go for classic aussie meat pies and grilled kangaroo LOL but there was only clean plates at the end so i'll defo consider adding it to the recipe book

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user12: i am getting a sugar rush this is so sweet

logansargeant: thank you for having me, a solid 9/10 - one point docked because kangaroos are cute

yourusername: wait until you run into one on a cold, wet evening

oscarpiastri: they are actually very scary and have a stealing problem

yourusername: tbf i think we all have a stealing problem

oscarpiastri: you definietly do ... cause you stole my heart

logansargeant: EW NOT ON MY COMMENT THREAD

user13: i'm so lonely

maxverstappen1: i definitely did not think i was going to eat kangaroo this week but here we are

yourusername: did you like it?

maxverstappen1: i was shocked at how much i did

oscarpiastri: babe get that on the review cover of the recipe book this guy got three championships that has to mean something

yourusername: good idea i'm on it

maxverstappen1: ???

landonorris: you fed me kanga and roo from winnie the pooh? Y/N YOU FED ME KANGA AND ROO FROM WINNIE THE POOH?

yourusername: you eat chicken all the time and you don't feel sorry for chicken little

oscarpiastri: she ate you up there PUN INTENDED

landonorris: i've learnt my lesson i'm giving up here

charles_leclerc: i for one had a blast and will be asking for y/n to cater my birthday party

oscarpiastri: FOR A PRICE

charles_leclerc: you her guard dog or something?

oscarpiastri: duh? have you seen her?

yourusername: i would love to (idk monagasque cuisine though so give me notice)

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yourusername: IMOLA, IMOLA MY HEART LIVES IN ITALIA AND MY STOMACH LIVES WITH ITALIAN FOOD. for real. the track is cute and whatnot but the real star is the pasta, the pizza, the gelato but most importantly the PASTA. here is two dishes that'll feature in the imola chapter: a burrata dish and a ragu !! oscar (and lando) certified so you know it's good, oscar even helped so it's defo beginner friendly!!

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user17: is it a collective f1 driver experience to be ass at cooking

danielricciardo: yes

maxverstappen1: yes

oscarpiastri: yes

landonorris: yes

charles_leclerc: YES

oscarpiastri: if i'm slow this weekend it's because i couldn't stop eating the ragu sorry mclaren

yourusername: i made sure no gelato until sunday so please don't take me out back and shoot me over giving him pasta

mclarenf1: bring some pasta for social media admin and no one has to know

yourusername: deal

landonorris: this is a public instagram comment section

charles_leclerc: why is mine always so darn crunchy

yourusername: inpatient, common amongst you drivers. oscar was once so impatient when boiling an egg he got it out and it was just watery egg

oscarpiastri: you said you wouldn't tell anyone :(

yourusername: no babe i'm proud !!! you've come so far

oscarpiastri: it's true i made my own omelette the other day :)

yourusername: and it was yummy

oscarpiastri: and it was yummy :)

user18: the positive affirmations in this relationship really keep me going

yourusername: he IS the MOST beautiful racer in all of the lands

oscarpiastri: she IS the PRETTIEST chef in all of the kitchens

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oscarpiastri: not the race we wanted in spain, but we're still in good spirits and in the conversation at the top of the standings! also helps that when you get taken out of the race your girlfriend shovels the BEST paella ever into your mouth until you finally smile

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user19: bro got a girlfriend and personal chef all in one

yourusername: food is my love language and when babe gets twatted into the barriers by SOMEONE i will personally feed him some of his favourite food

user20: she's holding back

yourusername: PR said i couldn't say anything...

oscarpiastri: i love youuuuuuuuu and i love your paella i think it's laced with crack

logansargeant: @fia GET HIS ASS

yourusername: LOGIE BEAR?

logansargeant: i'm sorry, we're pretty desperate for the p7 here at williams

yourusername: i respect that

oscarpiastri: Y/N????

yourusername: MORE PAELLA

carlossainz55: big respect for the paella, definitely looks authentic

yourusername: OBVIOUSLY IT'S AUTHENTIC DO YOU THINK MY QUALIFICATIONS ARE A JOKE

yourusername: lol sorry thank you actually SPANISH F1 DRIVER APPROVED PAELLA

oscarpiastri: @fernandoalo_oficial can we get another good review please and thank you

fernandoalo_oficial: looks good, need a taste to be sure

yourusername: it's coming your way (please return the tupperware tho please)

mclarenf1: you'll come back stronger oscar 💪

oscarpiastri: fuelled by love and paella

yourusername: fuelled by VENOM AND THE WILL TO WIN AND CRUSH THE COMPETITION

oscarpiastri: and that ����

note: here's a short and sweet one that MAY return to finish out this fictional season ... i also just love this kind of set up for an imagine. it's a lil short i know but the CHRISTMAS CRAFTS ARE COMING IN FAST AND THE CROSS STITCH CHRISTMAS CARDS ARE SLAYING THE HOUSE DOWN

[vampirememory]

quality ✧ do you need to lower or raise your standards? [Love PAC]

Hello! I believe this is my first pick a card of 2024, I hope you appreciate the topic I chose. This is something that I recently had to recognize and deal with myself, so hopefully you find this reading helpful.

Pick a photo or a number one through three and continue reading to find your reading.

One

No, absolutely not. If anything, your standards are too low. You are like me, at least myself a few weeks/months ago when I did not value myself. You need to understand that you are 100% valuable and loved, and that there is nothing that can depreciate your value. You may have been overconsuming readings, questioning as to why you continue getting into toxic relationships or completely lack a relationship and it's because you have a negative sense of self. Listening to self-worth or self concept subliminals may help you. You are worthy of a healthy, happy relationship but you need to be healthy yourself first. Now keep in mind, healthy does not mean without illnesses. I know from my experience with depression, I will never be healthy, but you CAN have a healthy outlook on life and a healthy sense of self, which is what you are looking for. Especially for my mentally ill friends, no one (not here, at least) is expecting you to be 100% healthy but to be as healthy as you can be, if that makes sense.

Two

Girlie, I hate to tell you but your standards are high as fuck. But is that a bad thing? You tell me. To be clear, when I say girlie I am 100% being gender neutral, this reading is for everyone ^-^! You're giving boss bitch energy, but are you actually a boss bitch? One thing about having high standards is that you also need to meet those standards yourself and you need to ask yourself "would someone like that want to date me"? For example, if you're really aiming for a basketball player or the top CEO, are you actually in a mental and physical space where that will happen? Are you out on the courts, networking and integrating yourself into sports environments? Are you working your way up to the top, making connections with higher ups and building a good reputation? I think you may have good standards, but you aren't reaching them yourself or not putting yourself in environments where you'll meet said person. Also make sure you are actually maintaining those standards too. If you think education is important, and you're actively in education and want someone else who is too, why settle for someone who hates education or isn't looking to educate themselves? Things like that make all the difference. If you want to talk the talk, you need to walk the walk too.

Three

This pile gives me much softer vibes than the other two piles. Your standards and romantic requests may be more traditional, you may want the house and the kids and the white picket fence and that's totally fine! I think you're doing well in terms of your standards, you uphold them and you aren't putting yourself in situations where you are with people who are against that dream or against those standards. I do need to warn you, however, that there are a lot of exploitive people out there, especially when it comes to wanting a more traditional homelife. Waiting is a completely fine thing to do. Don't jump at the first person that looks nice and ticks all the boxes because they may be lying. I don't see terrible things happening for you but I feel like I needed to include a warning. Just be careful and you'll get your wishes <3.

Thats all for today my friends! Check out my masterlist for my previous readings and remember to stay safe in this crazy world! Feel free to send asks with any topics you would like to see in the future.

[mcflymemes]

CHALLENGERS (2024) PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary.

who says i want somebody to be in love with me?

i don't want to fuck you to prove a point.

fuck me because you want to.

are you gonna do it or not?

tastes even better than it looks.

i just told you i missed you.

i really want to kiss you right now, but i'm worried that if i try, you'll think i'm the worst friend in the world.

you know, it hurts me sometimes how little you believe in yourself.

decimate that little bitch.

let's be honest, you gotta feel bad for the kid.

you're not a spring chicken anymore.

dude. he's a pancake. you're gonna flatten him.

how's this feeling?

we're ready for you.

so obviously this isn't the result you wanted today.

you choked.

i don't want you to embarrass yourself.

i'm just a little rusty. it's a confidence thing.

get your fucking confidence back. i can't do it for you.

i'm so sick of you using this as an excuse to have a fucking meltdown.

you said we could watch a movie.

you're evil.

i'm gonna quiz you on it tomorrow.

sir, i don't know who you are.

i don't think we have much more to talk about.

i haven't spoken to you in five years.

i was just taking a little nap.

move, or i'm calling the cops.

you were really something back then, huh?

we always talked about how amazing it would be to win this together.

i'm a crazy person.

any predictions about how that's going to go?

can you do me a favor? can you not, like... demolish me tomorrow?

shut the fuck up.

if it matters to you so much, i can just give it to you.

i need it to look like i really beat you.

don't guilt me with your dying grandmother.

she's the hottest woman i've ever seen.

you were... fucking incredible.

baby, we've got to get going.

i'm not going to that party.

are you that threatened by me?

we can't both just go in there, dicks swinging.

i'd let her fuck me with a racket.

hey, do you smoke?

of course they will remember you.

see, that's your problem. you think you're like an artist or something.

you just want to win because you love it when people tell you how talented you are.

are you on facebook?

i told you tennis was boring.

you just got this crazy look on your face.

are you on a date?

i don't kiss and tell.

why did you want to have dinner with me?

i think you might be the worst friend in the world.

i didn't know you were so concerned about my feelings.

of course you still have a thing for her.

we just had what i'm assuming is the best sex of our lives.

i fucked your brains out?

what do you think you need? a cheerleader? a fuck buddy? a girlfriend?

you're talented, you're charming, and you've got a big dick.

excuse me for inconveniencing you.

don't expect to sleep here tonight.

stop going easy on me.

i'll be whatever you need me to be. i'll fuck off if you want me to.

i need you here, actually.

you're referring to when i declared my love for you.

you're not in love with me anymore?

i've been dreaming about this for five years.

i'm gonna propose something to you, and it's gonna make you angry. it's gonna make you very angry. but you have to hear me out, okay?

i'm finally ready to listen to you.

how dare you fucking ask me that.

do you think it's cute what you're doing? do you think it's funny?

that's the stupidest fucking thing i've ever heard.

i've always wanted you.

you didn't do anything to me. i did it all to myself.

i think i've reached the limit of my willingness to have this conversation with you.

do you understand how embarrassing it is that you're here?

you've never beaten me.

tell me it doesn't matter.

will you just hold me?

i'm not here to fuck you.

i miss watching you play. you were so beautiful.

[ravennaortiz]

October 2024 Bingo Masterlist

Here is the final board! As a reminder all stories will be posted in October! I will make sure everyone get tagged in their respective requests and of course go by the tag list on google docs. Let me know if you have questions! Schedule below!

10/1- You are supposed to be dead. I promised I would haunt you from the grave didn't I? Featuring Gilly

10/2 - What? Nothing. Just you being covered in blood not your own is kinda turning me on. Featuring Juice

10/3- Can you hex a bitch for me? Featuring Happy

10/4- I hate pumpkin spice shit. Featuring Happy

10/5-I don't get why you're mad. Because you said you would kill me. Featuring EZ

10/6-How did you know that? Featuring Yandere Tig

10/7- You can run. But you can't hide from me. Featuring Opie

10/8- It was just a dream. Featuring Angel

10/9- I fell in love at the graveyard. Featuring Chibs

10/10- Who drank my blood? Featuring Manny

10/11- Is that scratching coming from within the walls? Featuring Opie

10/12-The next person to jump scare me is getting punched. Featuring Bishop

10/13- Run. Run as fast as you can. Featuring Dark Bottles

10/14- Leaf pile trauma. Featuring Coco

10/15- Why won't you let me inside? Featuring Kozik

10/16- Are you a trick or a treat? Featuring Angel

10/17- Full Moon- Featuring Juice

10/18- Such pretty eyes. Featuring Dark Juice

10/19- Pumpkin patch proposal- Featuring Creeper

10/20-Phantom love- 2 story day featuring Manny and Happy

10/21- Sooooo. Like do I still get three wishes? Again. I'm a a demon so no. Featuring Ratboy

10/22- Rose on the bed- Featuring Dark Guero

10/23- Chill! I'm not going to suck him dry. Featuring Angel

10/24- What do you think about a couples costume? Featuring Halfsack

10/25- Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Featuring Jax

10/26- My belly hurts. Featuring Opie

10/27- Kiss of death. Featuring Juice

10/28- You've never been trick or treating? Featuring Happy

10/29- Burn her! What? I was trying to blend in. Featuring Juice

10/30- Stop playing with the lights. Featuring Coco

10/31-Sequel to last years Ghostface

[obihoebikenobi]

Poolverine Series: to gain true love, one must first lose their wolvirginity, i don't make the rules

By: obihoebikenobi, 23.6K as of September 13th, 2024

It's a love story baby just get fucked. Logan and Wade's love story, written in somewhat disconnected parts.

I descended into Poolverine hell and wrote a 20K and counting series about these two fuckers. Featuring: softness, migraines, love confessions, domesticity, and fucking. All that good shit.

See summaries, relevant tags, ratings, and links to all fics on ao3 below.

PART 1: i wanna hold your hand (and colossal dick, eventually), 3.5K

Rating: M

Tags: alcohol withdrawl, vomiting, literally sharing a bed, bathing/washing

“Fuck you, Wade.” “If only,” Wade said, trailing a finger over a seam on the quilt with feigned yearning, “I long for the day you allow me the pleasure of ravishing your raw skin-saber, maybe with a side of penetration–” “The only thing I’ll be penetrating is your eye sockets with these,” Logan flashed his claws, “If you so much as speak to me while we are still in this bed tomorrow morning.” “Joke's on you, I will gladly and enthusiastically take any form of penetration, in existing or fresh new holes, as long as it’s from you, Peanut.” Logan’s head pounded, but he wasn’t sure if it was from Wade’s persistent blabbering, or the fact that the last of the alcohol was wearing off. “Go the fuck to sleep.” Logan downed the last sip of vodka and willed his body to cooperate. Withdrawal was a bitch. (one pull-out couch, two bitches, vomiting, and the works, now with fucking in part two!)

PART 2: a little bit more than hand holding, 2.7K

Rating: E

Tags: wade is obsessed with dicks, bottom wade, little bit of praise kink, logan just wants a kissi

“Oh so that’s your horny face then? Watery eyes, clenched teeth? Nothing hotter than a tortured poet with a heart of gold who cries during sex.” “Wade–” “If that’s horny I’d love to see your O-face–” Wade threw an arm over his forehead, gasping. “Can you just shut the fuck up for one goddamn second, asshole?” Logan dared a sharp glance in Wade’s direction, finding him sitting perfectly still with a pleasant smile painted across his face. The smug piece of shit knew Logan wanted him. Logan cleared his throat, “Now that I have your attention,” he started, earning a snort from Wade, “So we’re clear, the more words that come out of your mouth, the more likely I’m going to sleep early and no one's getting fucked.”   (wade loses his wolvirginity)

PART 3: lesser of two evils, right?, 7.5K

Rating: E

Tags: sub logan (kinda), crying during sex, soft, rimming, angst, praise kink

“When you’re done being a bitter little bitch, I’m offering you a massage, of the non-dick variety. Because I am a nice person.” It was, indeed, surprisingly nice. Logan stared at him, hating himself for actually wanting the fucking massage, because he sure as shit shouldn’t have wanted it. “I’m going to take that blank, lifeless stare as a hell yeah. So take off your shirt and come with daddy,” Wade pointed toward the bedroom expectantly, lips drawn into a wide smile. “Don’t call yourself that again. Ever.” What a little shit. (logan gets migraines, but also gets a massage, and an orgasm. it's a lot.)

PART 4: holding hands (gone sexual), 5.3K

Rating: E

Tags: discussion of consent and logan's past issues, insecure logan, bottom logan, domestic fluff, love confessions, praise kink

“Oh my god. Oh my god.” Oh for fuck’s sake. Logan probably shouldn’t have stopped considering throwing himself in a meat grinder– “Have I died in my sleep? Is this yet another whimsical dream where I have a house husband to take care of my every need and whim whilst I labor away every fucking single day, with so little appreciation, just to feed our child–” “Shut the fuck up,” Logan muttered, feeling the stain of red warmth over his cheeks. “I don’t know what I have done to deserve this, Peanut, but I am so fucking turned on right now. I might come in my pants. That happens when people are nice to me.” “Wade, it’s waffles–” “Don’t be a kink-shamer, baby girl. Benevolence and breakfast foods get me going. Don’t even get me started on sausages.” (logan explores his feelings with wade, makes waffles for wade, gets fucked by wade, falls in love...with wade)

PART 5: and they were boyfriends (and roomates), 4.4K

Rating: E

Tags: love confessions, insecure logan, drinking to cope, angst and hurt/comfort, emotional hurt/comfort

“I’m good.” For whatever reason, Wade apparently took that as an invitation to sit down next to him, and Logan growled, moving over so they weren’t touching. Wade shivered, scoffing at him, and kicking Logan’s foot. “Clearly not, Peanut. You’ve smoked a week’s wage of cigs in three hours and I’m fairly certain you’re still not unfucked up from all that cheap-ass donkey piss you call whiskey.” Logan was seconds, maybe milliseconds, from punching him in the fucking face–with claws–but he held back, knowing Wade only thrived on retaliation. “What’s it matter to you?” The words felt sour on his tongue and he practically spat them in Wade’s direction. “Well,” Wade took a deep breath, “I’m probably the reason–scratch that–I’m definitely the reason you’re clearly not good.” (wade takes a mid love-confession job, logan drinks about it. cue angst. subsequently, boyfriendship.)

[batboyblog]

Love for our DC boys and politics with a lens on realistic impact? Yeah I’ll follow that.

well thank you,

as I've said before in real life I'm a pretty serious person, and during 2016, the campaign basically took over my life (working on it) and so I made this Tumblr as a place to put everything not serious in my life, at first my enjoyment of comics, which I've loved since I was a small child, and later branching out into other things as well.

but you know real life, I'm a very political guy and I felt like 2024 was not shaping up the way I would like and weirdly of all the social medias, this is the one I'm the best at? and also lent itself best to long posts with links to back them up? and also its a basically forgotten social media as far as campaigns and politics go? like if you're on twitter or YouTube or Facebook you're getting bombed with ads, and the campaigns have accounts pumping out content. But in an election that could come down to less than 100,000 votes, what about the thousands of people who use Tumblr as their main or even only social? well I figured I may as well try? what the heck, be the change you want to see.

people too often bitch about "why don't Democrats do X!" well, political parties need people to do their messaging, memes, ideas, vibes etc spread people to people and can't be dreamed up in a smoke filled back room and beamed into brains. So This is my little effort at counter programing, and I'm very glad the doom is over and the vibe has shifted, I hope I can keep the vibe going and push people to get involved. For too long people have sat it out, getting involved will make you feel better and you'll get to meet and talk to the people who make choices, tell them what matters to you.

Volunteer

trust me its easy folks, just sign up for a convention watch party, and go hang with likeminded people and listen to the ways we're gonna change America for the better, just do that for me folks, and who knows I might be the guy you're having a beer with.

[liluchunnies]

I was ranting to my friend about mha being my new fixation and how I’m relapsing to that LIKE MHA IN 2024 that’s gotta be a new low for me😭✊

I was telling them how I miss 2020 mha because I REALLY LIKED WHEN WE HC THE LOV TO BE A FAMILY BEFORE SHIT GOT SERIOUS💔💔💔

And then I said smith like ‘I miss villain deku’ so I proceeded to go on an entire analysis as to why and how villain deku was made and looking back it, I decided to post it cuz this shit is way too funny.

SO ENJOY!! (this is like half satire)

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Okie so basically: U might think 'what does bkdk have to do anything with it?' Ya u've probably heard of it and say it was popular ERRR WRONG it was deemed toxic in the earlier seasons of the show since bakugo bullied deku in middle school and was still kinda an ass to him (it was only in like s5-s7 where bkdk became MUTUAL and had themes like loyalty and friendship surround it)

So whats that gotta do with v.deku?? There was a specific line bakugo said to deku which was "go take a swan dive off the roof and pray you're born with a quirk in your next life" so people wanted to be like "u know what this dude's life is so bad he needs to be a villain" and thats exactly what they made him (background of the context: deku was born quirkless so he's ostricized from the others and ur gonna say "hows a quirkless person gonna be a villain" deku's like REALLY smart he's a nerd who literally analyzes everyones quirk and has every single detail of it on his ntbk

And another plot hole they can add is making all might say a different thing:

(Background of the context: All Might is a famed hero and is, not surprisingly, also deku's fav hero so of course he looked up to him.

In canon, deku was saved by all might and thats when deku asks him "can i be a hero too even without a quirk" i forgot the specific details about it but he's basically made into all might's successor and that gave him a fighting chance)

Going back to the idea now:

In v.deku au, instead of encouraging deku, all might crushes his dreams and tells him "naw dawg u cant be a hero ur a quirkless loser" and thats another way they can diverge from the canon while still maintaning some aspects of the original to support their au

In most v.deku aus, he joins the LOV (league of villains) and sometimes in gacha vids, him and shigaraki are siblings

(Background of the context: in canon, all might passes down his quirk to deku which is called "One for All" now this quirk originated from a single person atleast 9 generations ago. That bitch had a brother who's quirk was stealing other ppl's quirk and he's like the main antag so the good brother was like "yo i wont let u do that" and wow golly gee wilikers guess what the evil bro's name is?? All for one which is just OFA but reversed.

So what does that have to do with deku and shigaraki?? If deku is all might's successor, shigaraki is AFO's successor. Also transferring or passing down quirks can like tie the past and present conscious of the users.

BUT! THATS NOT ALL!! Thats actually partly canon already and was used later in the series AFTER that fact was revealed!!

The actual popular reason/theory is that AFO is deku's dad and since AFO adopted shigaraki, that would mean deku and shigaraki are half-siblings)

Afo being deku's dad is STILL a popular theory till this day

omg I can’t forget about their matching red shoes

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No way am I taking this more seriously than my actual essays for school😭✊

[frogs00]

And they were roommates! Chapter. 1

Summary: Basically, an post-canon AU when the whole Mean Girls (2024) rent a house and live together, what funny antics will they get into?

“Why are you looking at all these expensive ass houses for rent?” Janis said, peeking over her friend's shoulder. “A boy can dream can’t he?” He said, nudging her playfully, she rolled her eyes playfully and offered a small smile. She watched him out of the corner of her eye, pretending to look at her phone. The friend group was going to stay close, considering that they were all going to college locally. This was comforting to her considering how much she adored her friends, most of them, but she still had mixed feelings for Regina. She cared so much for her but also found her unbearably annoying and arrogant.  (She had made appends. She had, she really had. She was proud of herself and Regina.) Suddenly something caught her eyes, “Scroll back, scroll back!” She said, rather loudly. Damian did as he was asked, and Janis pulled the laptop into her lap. Eyes scanning the screen. “What is it?” He asked, his tone slightly annoyed, trying to look over her shoulder. “We could afford this. The rent is not bad,” She said, returning it to him. Her eyes were wide with surprise, “All of us together.” Damian’s eyes scanned the screen, “Bitch, this is a five-bedroom,” He looked up at her doubtfully. “All of us,” She repeated, counting people off on her fingers, “Me and you, obviously,” She said matter-of-fact, “Cady, Aaron, Gretchen, Karen,” she hesitated, “And Regina.” “That’s ridiculous,” He said with a laugh. He studied her face, and she raised an eyebrow, giving him a face that said ‘seriously.’ “Are you serious?” He asked after a moment. “We’re looking for a place to go, and it’s close enough to all our colleges.” She argued. Luckily, they all decided to go to college locally. “We’d have to talk to everyone about it,” Damian mused, “but, I can’t say I wouldn’t be down, but doesn’t this seem unrealistic?” he started typing something out. Janis shrugged, maybe a little, but she loved this idea, “All the couples could share a room, and me and you. Regina rich-ass could have her own.” She said, considering the blonde was also looking for a place for rent, and talked about renting a penthouse. (Which was ridiculous for an almost 19-year-old, and Janis talked her out of it.) Damian snorted at that, “Valid.” “We should call everyone up, this is too good of a chance to pass up.” Janis bounced. Something she only really did when she was very excited (and around Damian, she’d never do something like that around anyone else). She texted their group chat, giggling like it was the funniest thing ever. Which it wasn’t, she was just nervous, or excited. Both. Are we seriously doing this? Janis glanced up from her phone before sending the ridiculously long paragraph text, Damian seemed to read her thoughts and nodded. She clicked send.

- “So I and Cady did the math, we can afford it,” Damian concluded, the group nodded along, murmuring amongst themselves. The only one not nodding or talking was Regina, who was sitting with her legs crossed, seeming to be deep in thought. “So, we can all live together, but can we live together?” She asked, and everyone turned to her. Janis noticed how confused everyone looked, and rolled her eyes, it was perfectly clear what she meant. She knew Regina— She stopped that thought, she didn’t know Regina that well. She knew her thought process very well. “We will all do fine, and I’m sure we,” Janis gestured in between her and Regina specifically, “Will tolerate each other, I mean, we’ve been around each other all summer, no issues…” She trailed off when Damian raised his eyebrow, “Little issues.” She corrected. Regina seemed to contemplate this, before nodding, “I never thought I’d agree to live with you, of all people, but solid plan,” She paused,  “I’m in, I’ll just have to discuss it with my mom.” Janis was surprised that she agreed to this so, She thought that the blonde would be the hardest to convince. “Great,” Damian said and turned to the other four people, “What do you guys say?” Seven people in one house, is this going to work? She worried, biting her lower lip, scanning the four. Cady was whispering to Aaron, while Gretchen was deep in thought, holding Karen's hand. Karen spoke up, “I’m in,” Gretchen’s eyes widened, and Karen noticed, “The money I have from working at the volunteer shelter is more than enough to pay my half, plus I’m taking a gap year.” she explained with that signature smile of hers. “Well, I guess that means I’m in too,” Gretchen said softly, sounding nervous but sure, “I already had money saved up, so it’d work.” She didn’t elaborate on it though. She knew she was well off, and had gotten a scholarship. Janis herself had gotten a scholarship, which she was so very proud of, she worked her ass off for it, and she was going to major in visual arts. The money was a struggle, she wasn’t exactly poor, but was by no means rich. Her mom was no help at all and had kicked her out as soon as she could, she had lived with Damian, which was fine, she was hardly there. She had a night job over the summer and had worked weekends at a children's center, teaching them music. She pulled herself from her thoughts and looked around at the chattering group. That’s everyone! She beamed as she realized, that Cady and Aaron already agreed. 

Regina was still very quiet, she was staring at Janis. Her face was unreadable, but her eyes were bright as if she was smiling. She met her gaze and they held it for a while before Regina mouthed ‘Good job, idiot’. It made her grin and roll her eyes. This is going to be great. -

This was not going great, they finalized the rental agreement, which was great.  But, now Janis was stuck emptying her and Damian’s shared storage locker, with Damian himself of course, but also Regina, who had tagged along because she had some furniture stored in the same place that she wanted for their house. “It is burning hot, couldn’t we have waited?” Janis groaned, carrying a box to a van. “No, actually, we couldn’t because you are the one who is too cheap to pay for another month.” Damian snapped, while Regina just hung back, leaning on her car, relishing in the shade that her Jeep provided. “Okay, yeah, you’re right.” She snorted, and Damian rolled his eyes dramatically. She pointed to Regina, “And what are you doing?” She asked, sassing her. “Waiting for Shane and his friend to get here,” She said and shrugged, picking at her nail. It wasn’t like Janis had that much stuff anyway, only about 6 boxes, collectively, they had a Van full of stuff. Frankly, we need to go through this stuff, what even is that? A Boa? She picked up a pink death boa and draped it around her neck. “Who’s even is this?” She asked, holding the edge of it in her hand, making Damian snort. “Who do you think?” He asked, raising an eyebrow at her. Regina watched her with amusement that Janis barely caught. “Mine, for sure,” She said, putting on a posh accent, “I just look gorgeous, don’t you think darling?” She puckered her lips and threw the boa over her shoulder. Damian rolled his eyes and snorted. “You better put that back when you’re done.” He said, and turned around, picking up a box of plates. Janis laughed and caught Regina staring, looking amused. “You’re such a dork.” She said, no malice in her tone, almost sounding…affectionate?Janis took a bow, “Why thank you, I try.” Regina laughed, a sound that made butterflies rise in her stomach, for reasons she’ll unpack later. She took it off and stuffed it back in the box of Damian's stuff, picked it up, “Bye sucker!” she stuck out her tongue and dashed past him towards the van. He called after her, something she couldn’t catch.  She placed it in the nearby van, and dusted off her hands, “That’s the last of the moveable stuff, now we just have to wait.” Damian nodded, putting the box he had in there and then reaching up and shutting it. They rejoined Regina who was just chilling, she couldn’t do much because of her back, but she didn’t have to. Janis wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, “Glad that’s done, when are the guys getting here?”

Regina checked the time, but as soon as she opened her mouth to speak,  a loud honk interrupted them. “Hey!” Called a booming voice from the car window, it was Shane, and Regina rolled her eyes. “Speaking of the devil.” She muttered softly, “Hey, Shane.” She added louder, smiling nonetheless. Janis rolled her eyes, not sure completely why. Janis didn’t hate Shane or anything. Regina and he were just friends, Regina made sure of that for god knows why (unreturned feelings or something Janis didn’t follow their falling out), but he was a cool dude. The two guys parked, and filed out of the car, he jogged up to them, “Hey Regina! Hey shortstack!” She greeted them both, and Janis rolled her eyes again, “This is my friend, Kyle.” “First of all, nice to meet you.” She said nodding at Kyle awkwardly, (Just because she was a lesbian, didn’t mean she hated dude, she just found them sticky, loud, and annoying, but they were fine), “And don’t call me that, I am not that short.” She added. “Agree to disagree.” Regina butt in making Shane laugh, Janis went to snap back when Damian poked his head out of the storage locker. “Yeah, Regina right, but moving on,” He said, giving them both a warning look, “let’s move this couch and table, then get going already, it’s hot.” He pulled out a fan from who-knows-where and fanned himself. This made action Regina snort, and Janis roll his eyes, but the two guys seemed pumped to help. Janis just stood to the side and watched the three move it. Janis would offer to help, but she wasn’t exactly the most physically strong. Once they loaded everything in, she bid the two goodbye and thanked them for their help. Regina climbed into her car, after supervising for about an hour (Or maybe just watching Janis out of the corner of her eyes, who knows?). Damian hopped into the driver's seat of the rental van while Janis hopped in the passenger. “To our new place!” He said rather dramatically, making Janis smile. “Away we go!” She added, and he put the car into drive, and they were off.

[itwasthisorthemilitary]

March 28, 2024

Class reached a fever pitch today and ended with a fight that has been a long time coming. We all dispersed, separately bitching to our closest confidants. After all was said and done I decided to go for a solo walk up the big hill. The clouds were rolling in and I just wanted to feel the breeze and rain, if it was ever going to come. I spent a good 45 minutes on the hill just by myself, eating a lemon I picked from a tree, petting a cow, decompressing. I came home relatively early and we had dinner very early tonight because of the activities commencing in the evening. Dinner was one of the top 10 I’ve had here. Sughedys can cook.

Then I got changed and headed to church for the washing of the feet and the silent procession. I had a really interesting experience at Church tonight. I walked down with my mom and Elianis and saw Megan sitting outside the church alone. Megan’s personality is best described like a wonderful camp counselor. She’s bubbly and more patient than any of us here. But tonight she looked so defeated. She explained to me that since coming to Panama she’s really missed going to church, especially as we approach Easter. But her family here isn’t religious so she didn’t know if/how she could attend the service tonight. She was close to tears explaining to me that she was just going to sit outside to listen in. I asked Sughedys separately if it would be okay if a Megan went home and changed and sat with us. I also asked to make sure that this wouldn’t rub Megan’s parents the wrong way.

I will never appreciate church the way Megan does, but I can appreciate the look on her face the whole service.

There’s also something to say about sisterhood in the church. Universally when put into a situation when it’s expected to be on your best behavior, suddenly everything becomes hilarious. Elianis and I were consumed by a fit of laughter.

The whole time it was so freaking hot (really had to refrain from saying “goddamn hot” there) and I wanted nothing more than to not be sitting there. It was a long night, I definitely didn’t feel God in that church, but I did feel tired. At the bare minimum, Catholicism in Spanish is relatively easy to understand so maybe the best thing I got out of tonight was some language practice.

March 29th, 2024

Today was one of those days that made me excited again. Second night in a row that I have slept SO well. Also, I slept in until 7:30 which is wicked late for me (clearly i missed the procession but no one cared).Today Caitlin, Audrey, and I went to Octavio’s farm for the day. Octavio is my uncle? Grand uncle? Whatever, he lives next door. I’ve never spent much time talking to him but today I really got to know him. He has a farm about 30 minutes away by car and he fully runs it all on his own with no help. It’s beautiful. He dreams of planting a lot more coffee in the coming years. We picked fresh pineapple off the bushes and ate them right there. We spent the whole day with absolutely no agenda; walking around, reading in the hammock, chatting, and then all the women prepared a huge lunch. It was such a chill day and now I have that nice sun sleepy feeling in my head. Absolutely no qualms with spending the whole day with Audrey and Caitlin, and we got a lovely change of scenery.

Many many photos to come

[summerwritesfics]

🗺️As My Memory Rests But Never Forgets What I Lost

Pairing: Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang Length: 1665 Words Rating: Mature Warnings: College AU, College Club, Musicians, Guitars, Arguments, Hobby Drama, Petty Fights, Past Character Death, Grief/Mourning AU-Gust 2024 Day 16: Hobby Drama

AU-Gust 2024 Masterlist

Notes: Honestly, I can’t believe I’m on day 16 already wtf where has august gone?? Title is from Wake Me Up When September Ends by Green Day, and the fic itself uses a couple of lyrics from it. (Originally the song I was gonna use was Boulevard Of Broken Dreams, but the more I thoughts about it, the more I thought Wake Me Up When September Ends works more thematically with Kuai’s backstory in this.)

“We’ve been saying we’re going to be playing Wake Me Up When September Ends for months! You need to choose a different song!”

“No, you do. We’ve been intending to play it since the end of May.”

“We’ve been saying it since March, fuckface!”

Kuai Liang did not look up to watch the argument, he stared at his guitar as he gently strummed it. He didn’t really want to be in the middle of this, even if he was in one of the bands involved. Music club had sounded like such a cool thing when he was looking to join college clubs. But then Bi-Han had wanted to join too, because god forbid Kuai do things on his own. And Bi-Han did not get along with many of the people in the club, least of all Hanzo Hasashi.

That said… Technically Bi-Han was right in this situation.

The Lin Kuei had decided that for the end-of-year concert the club put on, they would play Green Day’s classic, Wake Me Up When September Ends. They had been vocal about this, and said it from pretty much the start. The fact Hanzo and his band now had decided to play it was clearly just trying to provoke Bi-Han. Which was wild because usually it was Bi-Han doing the provoking but Kuai guessed Hanzo just decided to be a petty bitch in turn.

“Man, it’s like being back in high school,” Johnny groaned, leaning back in his seat next to Kuai. “I thought we’d be over this by now.”

“With my brother, not likely,” Kuai sighed, strumming a little tune on the guitar.

“Eh, I dunno, I’m actually kinda with him on this one,” Johnny said with a shrug.

“I mean. I am too, but don’t tell him that because we’ll never hear the end of it,” Kuai warned, knowing exactly what his brother was like. You gave him an inch and he’d run a mile.

“True.” Johnny made a loud groaning sound and slipped lower in his seat. They sat in relative silence, as just listened as the argument raged on, both Bi-Han and Hanzo throwing cutting insults at each other. “I feel like someone should probably step in and stop this though.”

“Not it,” Kuai quickly replied. Again, he really did not want to be in the middle of this. If he completely agreed with Bi-Han, he’d be expected to do the same every single argument. If he took a more neutral stance, Bi-Han would take it as an attack and Kuai would never live it down. It was genuinely a no win situation for him.

“Guess it’s up to me then,” Johnny muttered, pushing himself to sit up. “Hey. Hey!” He yelled, getting the two arguing men’s attention. “How about this, whoever can play it better will be the one to perform it in the concert.”

Bi-Han and Hanzo glared at each other, before at the same time they both hissed “fine.”

Then Hanzo smirked and added “but my band will definitely be better.”

Kuai felt himself scowling. He didn’t care about the argument, but something about that statement made him mad. The song was one of his favourites, it was the first song he ever learnt to play. It was special to him, which is part of why Bi-Han chose it. Hanzo’s cockiness made him want to put him in his place.

He began to strum the first few chords of the song, noticing how everyone’s head snapped around to him. He knew now he was the one being petty, but in the moment it felt good.

“Summer has come and passed, the innocent can never last,” he started singing, closing his eyes and shutting out the world. “Wake me up when September ends.” He felt his fingers glide along the neck, the music so familiar, just like an old friend. “Like my father's come to pass, seven years has gone so fast, wake me up when September ends.”

Deciding he had probably made his point, and not wanting to go into the full song, he stopped there. Finally opening his eyes to see his surroundings. Absolutely everyone was looking at him, jaws agape and eyes wide. Kuai didn’t understand why it was so shocking, to be honest. Everyone knew he loved that song, everyone knew he could play guitar.

Then, somehow, the answer suddenly hit him.

He’d actually sung. Bi-Han was the lead singer of The Lin Kuei, and Kuai never even so much as did backing vocals. He’d always been shy when it came to singing, so this was the first time anyone outside of the band had heard him.

And he genuinely couldn’t tell if the reactions were good or not…

At least… Until Johnny chimed up.

“Holy fuckin’ shit dude,” Johnny breathed out, looking at Kuai like he was in love. “Why the fuck have you kept that voice to yourself? You sound like a fuckin’ angel!” He looked over to Hanzo. “I’m gonna be real with you, man, but you are gonna have to pull off a miracle to beat that.”

Hanzo stared at Johnny, before his eyes flicked over to Kuai Liang. There was a strange air of regret to his posture, but more important was that he looked defeated.

“You guys can play the song,” he muttered, before stepping back and turning away. He walked over to the other side of the room, where his band looked like they were trying to cheer him up.

To Kuai’s surprise, Bi-Han didn’t say or do anything either.

The club continued on about as normally as it could after that. The air was still thick with tension but it was being somewhat broken by people asking Kuai why he wasn’t the lead singer, or just a singer in general. He could tell the questions were annoying Bi-Han from the frown on his face. He tried his best to explain he simply wasn’t confident in his singing, didn’t know how to care for his voice properly and just in general didn’t like the attention being a lead singer seemed to gain.

As the club drew to a close and he was packing his guitar into its case, he saw a shadow come up from behind him. Expecting it to be Bi-Han about to have a go at him about the singing thing, he decided to remain with his back to them.

“That song means a lot to you, doesn’t it?”

Kuai blinked, realising that it was Hanzo’s voice. He turned around, and indeed, there was Hanzo, looking at him with an expression that Kuai could not for the life of him read.

“What?” He questioned a little dumbfounded, because while yes the song was special to him, it was a bit of a weird way to start a conversation. “What makes you say that?”

“The way you played it. The way you sang it. It was like that song was a part of you,” Hanzo explained, and Kuai felt himself swallow and his heart rate increase.

“It was the first song I learnt to play, my Father taught me before he…” He paused as his breath hitched. Even now, it was so hard to talk about his father’s death. He brought Kuai his first guitar for his 10th birthday. Then one day, when he’d turned 11, his father was gone. Even now, it felt like this gaping chasm in his chest. “Before he passed away.”

“I am so sorry,” Hanzo said in a horrified tone. “Your brother’s been pissing me off, I just wanted to annoy him. If I’d known what that song meant to you, I’d have done it a different way.”

Kuai actually kind of smiled at that. It wasn’t that Hanzo wouldn’t have pissed Bi-Han off on purpose. He’d have just found another method to do it instead. That was beautiful, in a strange way.

“No, I get it, my brother can be a bit of an asshole sometimes,” Kuai agreed, really hoping Bi-Han didn’t hear him. “Although don’t let him know I said that.”

Hanzo grimaced before agreeing “my lips are sealed.” He let out a breath, before saying “but you know. You really do have an amazing voice. It’d be nice to hear it more in the club.”

Kuai gave a bit of a shy smile, “maybe.” He wasn’t sure how to take any of this, to be honest. He liked singing, and knew he could hold a tune okay. But he’d never thought of himself as being that good. At least not good enough to earn the reception he’d seemed to. “I mean I might have to, I’m starting to think the other club members won’t let me withhold it for much longer.”

“Yeah, you do seem to have amassed a lot of fans today,” Hanzo stated, glancing around the room. When Kuai did the same, he was relieved that Bi-Han seemed distracted by Tomas and Sektor.

“You included?” Kuai joked, expecting his cheeky question to earn an exacerbated tut or something. Instead Hanzo just looked at him with a smile as if to say yes. Kuai felt his mouth go dry. “Oh.”

“I’d better get going,” Hanzo awkwardly said as Kuai felt his entire face begin to go hot. “I’ll see you at the next meeting.”

“You too, Hanzo.”

He hadn’t realised he’d stopped breathing until Hanzo left, and he suddenly gasped for air. This whole afternoon there had been people fangirling over him. Why was Hanzo’s attention so much different?

He brushed his hair behind his ear, leaning down to pick up his guitar, throwing it over his shoulder. He needed to calm down before he spoke to Bi-Han. He had a bad feeling that knowing he’d had a friendly interaction with Hanzo would drive big brother mad.

Still, his eyes flicked over to where Hanzo was leaving the room, and his mind echoed back to Hanzo’s request to hear his voice more.

Maybe I should sing more often.

Maybe he should indeed.

[crazy56u]

Whelp, I just woke up, and (without naming names) I just saw a reaction that I am 100% taking with a grain of salt.

Let’s take a look.

Okay, if they’re bringing up the chip subplot now after it supposedly got resolved, that’s not a good sign.

Also, Ben got fucked out of saving Hannah’s husband. And having seen the synopses for the last two episodes of the season [sidenote, NBC, ya gonna fucking announce a renewal or… …?], long story short, oof.

And we’re at a funeral reading in 1953, and Ben may or may not be the maid.

Okay, no offense, that vase looks like shit.

“Is this a joke?” I know, right?!

Oh, so Daddy was too busy being Indiana Jones to remember how money worked.

“To my fearless Dina-” “It’s Dean.” …misspelling, or deadnaming? Is this a trans plot?

A ship in a bottle, I don’t know if they make those anymore.

And it goes smash. …revealing a map; okay, Ben won this will reading.

Addison, why the fuck do you continue to have the shittiest timing

“Hey, I know we’re supposed to be working, and Ben just leapt in, but you wanna ditch this episode?”

Okay, legitimately, I couldn’t tell if Ian was wearing glasses or not.

“I planned a wedding once. That led to me burying a not-dead man’s belongings in the park; the cops are still nagging me to dig that shit up.”

Yeah, remember, you have jobs?

“Are you sure I’m not rushing you?” You want to get married a day or so after proposing. What do you think?

Like, not to make a controversial statement, but Ross Gellar at least had the foresight to wait a few months.

“Do not wait to live your life. Otherwise, time travel will fuck you over.”

And the horrible vase is dead.

San Patricio… Quick Google search gave me this little number, so my interest is peaked…

…okay, I don’t think Wikipedia mentioned cursed jewels, so fuck me, I guess.

Okay, wait, I just realized: is Sarah played by Veronica from Riverdale?

How much longer until they realize the Accelerator isn’t doing shit, and it’s Ben?

I agree: Family bullshit is less enticing than being Indiana Jones. But unfortunately, it’s this show, so you should already know the punchline.

“[Dean] is the key to all this.” Like how Horace was the key to Halloween Havoc.

I love the Kramer entrance Ben just pulled.

Teamwork makes the dream work, and maybe Veronica can stop bitching.

I love how Will Man is intentionally withholding the lore unless it’s for dramatic moments.

Okay, quick math time; 40 mill in 1953 would be about… almost half a fucking billion in 2024, so…

This looks less like Mexico and more like The Darjeeling Limited.

Who sings opera while biking?

Yes, that’s right, make Addison bring up the wedding now of all places…

“Hey, I know you’re talking to ghosts, but check out the map!”

Well, given how the priest killed for those jewels, blood probably did get on them, so he wasn’t wrong…

That wasn’t “fashion advice”, that was “we’re going on a treasure hunt, don’t overload the fucking suitcase” advice, Veronica.

“Okay, maybe let’s stop deadnaming and let’s get crunk.”

[Okay, how have I not noticed the producer is named “Meg Fister” until now?]

Yes, Jenn, Ian does want to do their job, that’s not a shock.

“Look, if we’re still pretending 2023- now 2024- is supposed to be 2026, then Addison and Tom can get married. That’s the law.”

[I will fucking laugh if my long standing theory pays out, and Ben undoes the time skip.]

“Hey, Rachel, I just said a sitcom line-” “Ian, we are fucked, they remembered the chip subplot.” “I thought we finished that!”

…is Tom a puppet?

And, in a rather appropriate cutaway, we go to the bar.

A bar is not a place to yell, pleas calm down.

“Nadia, where did you learn Spanish?” “From a person who speaks Spanish.”

I don’t like how the bartender is immediately in the know.

And that satchel is going to get taken in 5… 4… 3…

Ben, with that type of scratch, you can change all their fucking lives.

“And what are we doing?” Not looking after a satchel?

Why does their dad look like Santa?

And it’s now a race.

Ben, he was clearly lying about not believing the treasure was real.

Sarah, you don’t just get to decide to abandon the episode after fucking everything up.

“I have a very good memory, and I’m friends with a ghost.”

Sarah, if you hadn’t left the satchel, this wouldn’t be as bad, stop denying fault.

Meanwhile, back in Subplot 2.

Look, Ian, if it makes you feel any better, given how next week involves a leap into the 1980s, dealer’s odds Ben accidentally erases Gideon from the show.

Meanwhile, back to the treasure; this is a packed week for everyone, isn’t it…

Well, this is Indiana Jones coded, so one of you had to do the snake line…

“Well, I am not climbing down that.” Okay, die then.

Okay, you won’t drown, but if you slip, you will break something. Small miracles.

So the jewels are a metaphor- okay, if the plot twist is that the dad hid the jewels back home, due to “home being the real treasure,” I will piss blood.

“Some say it was Saint Patrick. Some say it was Santa.”

Okay, I thought that was gonna be a zombie.

Either bartender wanted to cover his tracks, or bartender is under those rocks.

“Is there another option?” Get to fucking digging.

Sarah, legitimately, stop being a bitch.

God is getting angry now, that’s how much we’re approaching the Family Bullshit Event Horizon.

Okay, that’s peak comedic timing. “THE ROCK’S FAKE! :D”

Dad’s pun fetish, I swear to God.

Stephen King had once again gotten his grubby mitts into an episode of Quantum Leap.

They found the prop wall.

That was not fucking funny, that got me.

…well, I mean, to be fair, the key to all great comedy is misdirection… 🥁

And of course.

[I choose to split this up now.]

[zhongrin]

EBG 2024/01 LORE & THEORIES

a/n: forgive me, but my friends are just so talented and i had to take notes of these delicious delicious lores. i would encourage everyone to check them out and send them sabotages!! (i might update this if i have time)

last updated: 01/25

kurisu / @risustravelogue

original bias: wriothesley (+al haitham & zhongli) // assigned bias: itto

known facts/notes:

lore-related asks are mostly tagged with #kurisu's ebg 2024/01 lore

what are those dots on the header?? -> ... ......

header changed -> .........

it’s been two months & 1 week since she went to inazuma. her last letter was from 2 weeks ago

who is the ‘client’ in inazuma? 1) someone with connection to estelle (blacksmith in fontaine) 2) was a previous solo client of hers 3) uses he/him pronouns 4) used to live in fontaine (or sumeru?) but moved to inazuma

who is the one speaking in the purple text? morse code: ... --- --- -. -> SOON

itto and shinobu agreed to escort her to ritou which will take 2 days.

who is the person seen watching her? -> "scapino"

someone seems to be deliberately erasing her memory. by stealing her vision? IT’S ALBEDO ISN'T IT OMG THIS BITCH /silly -> this "scapino" guy has it so it's highly likely that he's the one who took it??

she has her vision now but her memory didn't return. so there must be something else blocking her memory from coming back....

"Your previous order regarding the letters still stands" -> ????

location: Higi Village, Yashiori Island

sayu is possibly a witness?

my theory:

all facts point that she doesn’t seem to remember her ACTUAL age because 1) she said she can’t drink, 2) she still thinks she’s living in sumeru and is going to school. but she does remember that she shifted courses - to ksashrewar - which means this is a wrisu (or haikuwri timeline?), which makes sense because she knew estelle well!! -> THEORY CONFIRMED SHE THINKS SHE'S LIKE 10 YEARS YOUNGER LETS GO GAMERS

'client' is sus. will need to gather more clues to identify him.

the purple guy watching her looks like they're wearing anonymous (like the hacker group) mask.... SUS

"scapino" is a character from commedia dell'arte.

"He was originally a masked character, although later versions usually have the actor simply powder his face". -> WHICH IS WHY I THOUGHT HE WAS WEARING A MASK IK IT WAS SHADOWED BUT THAT SKIN COLOR IS TOO PALE IT FITS IM NOT INSANE

"He is traditionally shown with a hooked nose and a pointed beard." -> SQUINTS

traits to note that might be useful: "Self-preservation and self-interest are his main concerns".

crys / @crystalflygeo

original bias: zhongli (+neuvillette) // assigned bias: kazuha

known facts/notes:

crys can ‘dream walk’ and like all adepti, can hear people’s ‘prayers’/'wishes'. [one] [two]

her names: crys, spring bringer, █ █ █ █ █ █ █ (7 characters)

she has memories from liyue AND fontaine -> crylilette timeline!!!!!

she currently has a geo and hydro affinity stones which might be able to help (bless moth!!!) → will need to think how to utilize them

kazuha seems to want to genuinely help crys, which is good. he could definitely be an ally.

a youkai stole her real name, we'll need to find it.

current location: they're in ritou

neuvillette seems aware of what's going on since fontaine has been raining a ton. or maybe he just misses her lmao drama queen /aff

my theory:

nothing concrete atm, but i suspect the moment she learned all of her names, she'll remember her memories. fantheory: it might be related to neuvillette instead of zhongli. -> confirmed. LETS GOOOOO WE ON THE FINAL STRETCH!!!

psy / @abyssmal-skies

original bias: ayaka (+al haitham & dainsleif & neuvillette) // assigned bias: jean

known facts/notes:

psy was in inazuma and now is in mondstadt

ayaka doesn’t exist but psy remembers her

'please send me home' / 'you should know what happens to characters outside their dimension' -> she doesn't belong in this 'world'

'the wind feels wrong' -> venti might have noticed an 'outsider' who doesn't belong to this world

references to yumemiru woods ("Exquisite in quality and full of moisture, people say that it can lull people into dreams as sweet as the warm spring")

references to the miasma we encountered on the sakura cleansing ritual quest

my theory:

the relic transports her to a branch in irminsul where ayaka doesn’t exist. possibly the ley line thing going fucky like that inazuma quest. psy getting trapped in the ley line where ayaka doesn't exist.

navina / @dxy-drxxm

original bias: venti (+al haitham) // assigned bias: ferrylady

known facts/notes:

oletus manors / idv!au

hunter!zhongli ('director') exists. also hu tao ('undertaker') but unsure if she’s a hunter or a survivor (probably the former).

jean seems to be a doctor in this au

survivor!ferrylady or ‘charon’ (embalmer) seems to have lived in the manor for a long time. was she brought here along with zhongli and hu tao?

ferrylady has a platonic relationship with the novelist and seems to think of them as a friend despite their 'eccentricities'.

survivor!‘novelist’ is navi’s persona here

how does venti come into this??

that reference to the matchmaking event over at @/throw-letter away hslkdfhsld

my theory:

nothing concrete atm

ps. if heavy lores aren't your thing, check out (and sabotage): @/cerberuscaeli | @/jingyuansbird | @/ryuryuryuyurboat | @/faesther | @/starglitterz

[yunwooz]

I so agree with your tag abt management putting their foot down and saying no....like thats what i've been saying !!! I hate the excuse of letting an injured artist perform bc "they rly want to" like BITCH !!!! IDGAF !!! Ofc they're gon wanna perform, it's their passion and for the fans, artists will always put those 2 before themselves....but company/management whtvr has more power and responsibility to take care of their artists...they can def say no and make their artists take care of themselves...it's instances like this where it's justified to use some force/power...idk feels like they just takin advantage and very careless when they let their injured artists still perform all bc artist "wants to"

Also batshit crazy theyre trying to have another tour next yr...."where to next" how abt to BED MF GO HOME GO TO SLEEP GET SOME REST aint no way they not hella exhausted rn 😭 Anyway.....i hope jongho recovers well :(

yeah imo that's NEVER an excuse like you as management have a job and responsibility to say no when the time comes. i know lots of people don't like the idea of management having the last say in things but i would much rather kq say no you cannot perform even if jongho wanted to perform than see him suffer and hurt the way he is now. it's his dream and his job and his passion.. imo there are very few instances in which you can trust someone to say no when they ride the high of their work the way idols do. it seems like a shitty excuse and very careless to not pay closer attention to the health of their artist when things like this happen. if i had to make an assumption i would say that kq probably asked jongho once or twice and he said no i want to keep going without actually taking the time to screen him for serious injury and instead did short-term minimal recovery options based on the use of injections and such

i'm feeling absolutely dismal about the 2024-2025 where to next bs bc break the wall will be an 11 month tour with schedules packed between.. it's total bullshit. i know these boys love performing and i know they love traveling but even just since kcon la multiple members said they STILL haven't adjusted to the jetlag or the timezone differences and haven't been sleeping at all and they're expected to put on a stadium concert??? and tours??? like? they're given no time to rest and adjust to their travels and then they go into these concerts on adrenaline and hype but that's not enough to protect their bodies or their mental health.

[skewbforty]

I don't know whether or not to believe in tarot cards. As such, I don't judge in your belief status in them whether you believe in them or not.

But it is interesting (at least, in my opinion) that the only reading I ever got was on whether I was ever going to shift, and it said to keep trying. Persist in the face of immense pessimism.

Which I had experienced about 5 months prior on the worst day of my life.

I don't want to face that again. But the only realistic way I can dig down into my subconscious mind and command it to shift me to my DR, also provides the risk that I may relive the worst day of my life, which was extremely traumatic.

But I'm doing it anyway. This is me. Persisting. Spiritual people are always telling me indirectly to make that leap of faith. Well, I'm taking that leap in 3 days.

Cause I'd live that traumatic day every day if it meant my gf was eventually happy for the rest of her life. Not that I'm only doing it for her. I'm doing it for me as well. But I want to believe there is, in fact, a place with greener grass out there. To manifest all the mental wellbeing I want. To go on adventures with her and to spend the rest of my life happily with her, with the sp I was lucky enough to find in this cr.

Do I know shifting is real? No. The person who traumatised me sure shoved the opposite idea down my throat like a sword. Cutting my insides as it slid down me. That there is no shifting, no vivid lucid dreaming, and no delirious behaviour that would suggest a DR.

But you know what I learned?

She's not a quantum scientist. She just thinks she has the facts in her head. Whereas really she just exists to get in my way. And that's a pretty pathetic life if you ask me. You don't see me going round traumatising non shifting believers. And that makes me better than her.

And I'm no longer gonna let that mentally fucked up bitch take away my happy ending.

I'm marking my calendar. 29 years after my birth to the day, that number being the result of my favourite number plus my gf's favourite number. The day a friend of my gf suspects I will succeed. The day all the significant events of my life have been pointing to.

5 August 2024.

Ready now.

[yourgamemasterthewhiterabbit]

Gr- the fuck why is there no yellow letter???-emlin [:(((] update February 18th 2024

-_- Tired and sore. Didn't do much between last update and yesterday. I wanted to clean and organize more but my joints are really fucked up, and the neighbour is a little bitch man. But today I re-organized some of the totes under the bed so I can start going through them one at a time, and so I can get some of the random other totes, tool boxes, furniture pieces etc under the bed... And then I put a bunch of the other stuff under the bed.

I emptied out at least 5.5 totes through all of this, and emptied about half of the stuff out of the rest of the apartment by getting it all in there.

I wanted to have more done by the end of this weekend because I wanted to be on form tomorrow morning to go replace my health card, but I still don't know where my birth certificate is, I still haven't found clear instructions about it online and etc...

I think I'm done for today if I want any chance in hell of getting out there tomorrow, but like, I would also like to get more done?

It's approaching 6pm though and if I make noise after that time, my neighbour might complain again.

The main goal right now is less to go through everything in detail and more to just get things either fully unpacked or condensed into fewer bins so I can get the apartment as empty looking as possible by having as much as I can either put away or in what is now effectively a closet area.

I'm kind of just mostly chilly and sore and have a headache and about 101 food cravings.

~*~ February 26th

I watched all of the wheel of time, all of the witcher and all 4 episodes of blood origins or what have you... In like 2? 3? maybe 7 days idk.

Mostly I needed rest and there's little point in rushing to get my card because whatever was in my wrist seemed to have torn open again, and the swelling was minimal and hiding the bump, and now that the swelling is going down I am not sure if the bump is still there, and cancer doesn't generally drain and go away. If it comes back I'll go in, but for now the main goal is still getting to full code purple.

I did some more cleaning and organizing today, but my brain feels super scattered and I'm extra tired.

~*~

March 18th

So it certainly feels like it's been over a month, keep coming on to update and then forgetting what I was even going to write.

I started being so sleepy and exhausted again that I was sleeping all day, then had that dream about a vampire or something telling me my adenosine levels were high, started eating more sugar and more phosphorus... And then had the energy to wash all the dishes I had fallen behind on while organizing and then mostly sleeping and watching tv since.

The problem was though that I then ran out of cream for my tea, and 3 days into that I woke up to the worst case of bulging fucking goiter I have ever had...

Because apparently I was -so- successfully avoiding any extra dietary iodine that 3 days in to no cream [my main source] my thyroid was swelling to try to get more iodine... Easy fix though, started eating ice-cream daily and canned tuna, etc... The problem is my tummy isn't the most happy because I have stopped eating the lactase in the de-lactosed cream and the ice-cream is just straight up dairy.

So on the bright side I am back to sleeping mostly just 8 hours a day by increasing my caloric intake and having more phosphorus, and I am *staying* caught up on dishes, but I really need to get cream and I am out of alcohol for disinfecting my teeth.

I don't know if I have ever been this consistently on top of dishes because before the plague I had roommates or partners constantly filling the kitchen with more and not washing their share. That had been a consistent fixture since I left home, starting with my first 'husband'. I was putting in the work and getting nowhere. The past 5 years have been overshadowed with recovery from fuckery, mostly said plague, and I have been in a cycle of catching up and falling behind again on damn near everything except laundry.

Now though, I wash the dishes from the previous day while I am cooking my breakfast at 5 am.

I am up to two big loads of laundry that I will probably wash in 4 batches [Or in the sink?], but that was mostly due to running myself down arranging all the totes and the bed and then being smacked down with chronic fatigue really bad, even before the goiter. First time I have had more than one load of laundry in like 3 years now.

If living alone means simply staying on top of all regular chores without much issue, then once I have this place fully set up, that -should- mean no longer struggling daily just to maintain my living space and getting back to creative hobbies like writing and painting, drawing etc... And finishing all my projects, if very slowly and around sleeping 10-12 hours every day.

Mostly, it's a relief to see that left to my own devices, even with long covid on top of CFS I can still manage to -if barely- take care of myself under normal circumstances and have a clean enough apartment. Even if that means doing nothing all day except making food, eating it and cleaning up. I just have to get past the added strain of moving in.

I'm also starting to notice that the whole "I'm less a 'needs a strict routine' autistic and more a 'I need to be controlling what I am doing at any given moment' autistic" thing might be in part due to chronic fatigue and having to live around other people.

See, I can't skip sleep or force myself awake without horrid migraines and narcolepsy & seizure-like symptoms, and everything wakes me up really easy or keeps me awake, so having to live around other people even existing -but especially making demands of me that might leave me exhausted mid-day or sore, or having allergy attacks, or otherwise stressed or run down, etc...- kind of means not being able to sleep at consistent times ever, or rest at consistent times, which makes having to do anything else on a strict schedule impossible to do without it interrupting me when I am trying to sleep or rest, which is rage-inducing, because I am exhausted, so I always hated the demands of a strict routine because it was always demanding I be awake while exhausted and demanding I sleep when I just got the energy to clean, and stuff like that, there was just no accounting for a regular schedule no matter what I tried... But now that I am actually 95% in control of my environment, I am finding more and more that I fall naturally into certain routines and would be upset if someone tried to demand I break them. I have been brushing my teeth more consistently because I do it before any time I lay down, and I have been doing the dishes every morning and cooking breakfast at a -mostly- set time, right when I get up and early enough to eat before low blood sugar makes me sleepy again. There are still days where I sleep in, or nap, but I know that as I recover that will happen less and if I need extra sleep I'll end up going to bed early instead of interrupting other routines that are helping me.

I am still trying to get myself to re-organize the bathroom again after the business with the totes, and still staring down cleaning the floors again, and still quite bloody exhausted, but I am starting to do little chunks of organizing or cleaning each day and having been eating and doing the dishes pretty forking consistently.

I need to go out soon for fresh veggies and cream. Though, tbh, if it wasn't for the cream thing, I would stay in hibernation for another 1-2 months.

~*~

March 20th 2024

I halfway reorganized the bathroom, cleaned around the sink, finally got to mostly cleaning off my floor, etc and so on and have been washing dishes daily and cooking 2 meals a day. That's progress.

I blame the increase in sugar and phosphorus. I keep finding myself standing in front of messes and automatically cleaning up the way I do when I actually have energy. I get really ADHD about cleaning randomly whenever things happen to be in front of me, and when I have enough energy overall things just get done at some point on a good enough schedule even if the way I am cleaning lacks any system or order. This is good.

I need to actually wash the floors with cleaner next, and wash some things and some laundry in the bathroom so I can finish tidying in there. Then there's still the business of finishing the re-organizing I left off at "good enough for now" when my neighbour last complained to the landlord about the noise of me cleaning my apartment.

Then I order alcohol, do some small groceries and get my health card renewed and then make an appointment for my wrist, where the lump is back again.

I found 4 games I wanted on super sale on steam and got them. one was 2$ one was about 7 one was around 12 and one was 25. I have plenty to play and stream for a long time now while I wait for the next zero dawn game to actually go on sale.

~*~

March 27th

Got some more organizing and resting done and then playing Sons Of The Forest became my entire life for a week. They did the peaceful mode well, there was actually no combat, just cut scenes. My only note is there was still jump scares that were intentional jump scares. I would personally include an option to turn those off, since some people may be playing peaceful due to heart problems etc...

Really pecking away at cleaning and organizing in a more sustainable way and starting to feel like I am getting some energy back since increasing the phosphorus and sugar/calories in my diet. Thank the psychic vampire in my dream who told me my blood/body levels of adenosine where high?

I did then promptly run out of cream, my main source of moderated iodine, and within 3 days developed goiter, severely. I manage graves disease-like symptoms of my immune system constantly tearing open my thyroid gland without actually killing it by restricting iodine to control the excess hormones that would otherwise release [T4, T3 mostly], and apparently I was doing a good job keeping my levels just high enough to avoid goiter because within 3 days of running out of cream, my neck was a puffy mess.

Now I still have pain in my neck and chest when I breathe or breathe too deeply, but I think it's residual swelling and autoimmune agitation left from the goiter. I immediately increased my iodine intake until the visible swelling all went away, and now I have done my first groceries for the year, including 4 things of cream and a bunch of dairy whipped topping.

It is 11 am and I have been awake since midnight, done my daily dishes, groceries, changed the "cycles" on a sink of laundry and cleaned the cat puke out of the window.

I also re-organized just enough this morning to have my living area back out of the storage pile, for now, because I knew I would come home with donuts and treats and want to play TOTK and eat them. I haven't played TOTK in months now, and then I couldn't because of the last re-organizings dumping everything into my little living area.

The grocery store renovated itself while I was in hibernation. The lady there was cheery and personable with me and says they did it last year. Their machines hate me. It wants everything in the bagging area untouched but they never make the bagging area big enough to hold your stuff, so the machine kept yelling at me :( The lady kept encouraging me to just ignore it and hit the button, which made it less stressful than usual.

Yesterday I cleaned some cupboard fronts etc... and ordered new whisky. Later this week I am hoping to organize more and procure a recycling bin. I'm developing a system for laundry that should be easier on my back than washing my clothes in a tote in the shower stall.

I'd be playing TOTK now except the red joycon isn't charged, I am hoping just because it wasn't clicked down all the way. But I have my living area back, treats, a clean kitchen, fresh veggies and fruits :)

~*~

April 5th 2024

It just didn't click down and charge properly. Joy!

So 'dishes caught up' now means daily. Daily. Not weekly. Joy of joy of not having roommates is when I do all my dishes all the dishes are done and no one else is in my way of there being no dishes or in my way of maintaining my health as best I can.

Been doing a little sink load of laundry daily, almost caught up. Now if I do a little sink load of laundry here and there... There will be no laundry. Ever. "caught up" had meant no more than 1-2 washer loads at any given time, and has for at least the last 3 years, but now "caught up" will mean all clothing hand washes within the week, whether or not a landlord provides me with functional washing facilities.

Today was garbage day. And recycling. Let myself sleep through garbage and recycling for the first time last recycling week because I was so exhausted and it just wasn't in the cards. I make so little garbage, but my tiny recycle bin was distressingly full. Now it is gone.

There is only the floor... Again. Again. Again, the floor. But that will be weekly soon now too. The floor cannot be more than weekly, I haven't the health for it.

And then there's the last bit of organizing.

And then my health card, and my taxes, and re-applying for COHB because apparently you have to re-apply yearly even though it's supposed to last 6 years? gee I hope they don't bone me on rent, haha.

And then there is the beginning of the donation purge.

I have been trying to play games on stream lately. Puzzle games and stuff with a creative peaceful mode.

I feel like I did nothing today, yet I did the weekly chores, laundry, dishes and made a big pot of soup I will be eating for days.

I want to spend time writing but I don't have the energy today, not just yet, but it does feel like I am catching up and recovering at the same time because I am taking things slow enough.

~*~

April 12th

I have filed my stupid taxes, done my stupid little laundry, washed my stupid little dishes and taken out my stupid little garbage >:(

Next I mayhaps wash my stupid little floor and cook a stupid little meal...

The weather is nice though, it's raining and I love that

~*~

Uh... April 29th 2024

8:20 am

Errrr I have been trying to sleep at regular times and that is going uh... Listen I have said before i have all the symptoms of narcolepsy, but now also I have horrible insomnia and am starting to get night terrors and sleep paralysis in ways that haven't been an issue for me since I had parents forcing me on a daily schedule for school... I'm going to follow this until I see how deep/bad it goes, and then try to assess from there how to manage my sleep "cycles"...

It's just, when you also have chronic fatigue it can be hard to define to doctors that sometimes the sleepiness comes on in a really sudden episode and is impossible to resist without getting a migraine... without them just brushing it off as part of the chronic fatigue. But I get these sudden sleepy episodes at random in addition to general fatigue, and I experience having fatigue or being sleepy as two completely separate phenomenons. Sometimes I am exhausted but just cannot fall asleep at all, and sometimes I'm not tired really at all but I am stupidly sleepy and just can't do anything to feel alert. Not sure what to do about it though because my metabolism issues makes taking any medication a challenge or outright dangerous.

I'm only sleeping 3-4 hours at night now though, and just lay there awake no matter what I try until after my morning alarm, so I eventually gave up and started napping during the day because otherwise I am useless for weeks at a time.

I am now doing dishes every other day and laundry in the sink every alternate day, and that's going well, and so long as I let myself nap I keep slowly chipping away at everything else.

I had gotten the groceries done but I need to go out again because I am out of cat treats and Pumpkin is refusing to eat without them.

I also had to get on putting up a kind of tent wall on the open side of my bed because Pumpkin decided to pee on my bed when he got mad at me. Now I have bedding to wash added to the pile :(

The mass in my wrist is pretty clearly fluid filled, and there's only one kind of tumour that can be soft and still be cancerous, and this seriously doesn't seem like it could be that. I still need to deal with it, but I think I have to get my health card after the next time I do groceries. The chest pain has fully cleared up now that my thyroid has been managed for a while.

I got the bathroom all the way clean and organized except a box I can't move out of there, 2 log ends and the shop vac and laundry. And then I spilled soil all over my toilet and had to clean it up. After a bit more arranging the shop vac will go next to my fridge... Sort of on my fridge, because that's the corner I keep the mop and broom, filters etc and the best place I have to put it.

Slowly I am handling one detail after another and I guess if I keep this up the apartment will be in code purple some time this year. The goal I guess is to get the storage downsized to just what supplies or extra furniture etc fits under the bunk bed and in behind my clothing rack so everything else can be open space. That would make this place livable long term and actually nice looking. Then I can worry about decorating etc... I do also want to bump the desks over toward the window up onto the wall bump though, so the bunk bed has room to actually rest on the floor, or otherwise make 4 proper feet for it instead of it being rested up on furniture to keep it a foot off the floor.

The big three next projects to fix the place up are:

-fix the chair frame and upholster it, in doing so use up the old mattress cover, some foam and the two sleeping bags

-use spare fabric and all the fluff I have to make a truly boyfriend/girlfriend shaped pillow and in doing so use up all the old spare pillows and batting.

-Repair and stabilize both my book cases and in doing so use up a bunch of scrap particle board so I can throw the rest out and get those painted.

Between that and moving my power tools into my green chest that should actually free up a lot of clutter. The next step then is designing a vest pattern and using up all the clothes and material I was going to make vests out of, going through my t-shirts and making 18th century style men's shirts out of that fabric, etc and so on until I don't have any bins of clothes or fabric left and actually have clothes I want to wear. I have started designing the vest pattern but I want to drape it in addition to making a block pattern, and see what the difference is, and then tweak the final pattern on my body before starting to make multiples. etc...

I am still using all of my time an energy to clean, organize and cook though. All day every day.

Also it turns out I can't have an RDSP at all unless I get 'officially' qualified for the disability tax credit. I ought to qualify, but if they deny me, it means I cannot save up more than 40k for a house without losing it or my pension, and so I'll have to mortgage a house in a way that is liable to turn predatory and could just mean going through all of that only to lose the house and end up with nothing after 10-20 years of saving, scrounging and work.

They really probably will try to argue that even though I am too disabled to ever employ, I'm not disabled enough to be granted the ability to plan for my future without employment... Because our government is like that. As official policy there's a huge gap there you can fit into where they just deny you future planning.

Covid is also fucking me over, because as much as I am disabled enough that having a care worker would mean a vastly improved quality of life, I cannot be risking my life every time they come over, and if I am not going to use services like that, it's very hard to demonstrate to my doctors that I need them, and that is mostly how you qualify for the tax credit.

So because I need to be left alone in order to be at my healthiest, I end up needing to spend my every spare moment just maintaining myself and my environment, and then also I don't qualify to be legally allowed to save up enough to try to mortgage a house ever. This means I have to be able to pay rent forever and if I ever do need a care worker, that will be the year I die of covid.

I can only hope that my health continues to improve a bit, that I get better once I am on top of everything, and that maybe the government increases our pensions enough to actually cover rent or a mortgage payment properly for a fixed rate 10-20 year mortgage. Basic income could save me, or maybe selling a book for enough money?

Otherwise I have no long term plan or ability to provide for my own future because they won't allow it and if I ever get forced into the wrong kind of rental situation I'll just be forced to die a slow horrible death from corona exposure. Our government is doing such a good job [sarcasm]. Everything is in shambles.

On the other hand if I do qualify officially for the tax credit, I'd get extra money and I'd be approved for an RDSP. I meet the criteria, it's just a question of whether a doctor will back me up on paper. I am already having flashbacks to being rejected for my disability pension twice over the span of 10 years of living on welfare.

But hey.... My dishes are done and my laundry fits in a tote, so... yay

~*~ May 23rd 2024

I've been rather distracted making sure my laundry and dishes stay caught up and that I try to get through everything else.

I was expecting to make more progress a lot faster and was hoping to be in full code purple by now.

Had the bright idea to try to fix my sleep schedule and put it to the ultimate test whether I could get regularly scheduled sleep if I really fucking tried to force it... I have been making separate updates for that and the impact it's had on what I am able to do in a day: The great regular sleep experiment of 2024... Mixed results. Ended up doing groceries for the past two Monday/Tuesdays.. or past 3? Whatever, I needed food. Next week is trying to get across town for my health card for sure. I'm too tired to even think, really. Maybe by next update for real I'll be properly settled into my apartment enough that the main priority can be donating a bunch of stuff and then diving headlong into physical projects to downsize the rest. I'd like to get you the shocking before and after photos.

I've been doing as much cleaning or organizing as I have had energy for.