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afrodominicana · 9 months

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Final Friday

Today's the Final Friday of the year. Gonna do something I haven't done in almost 20 years...blog.

On this Final Friday of the year, my first, official Tumblr post. Not a reblog, not an Instagram picture, not a comment on someone else's brilliance (many brilliant people in these here Tumblr streets). My first post, my own words. Let's goooo

What inspired me to write tonight? A desire to get words out faster than I can write on paper. An eventual desire to make words leap off the screen, into your eyeballs, sear them onto your brain. Before this metaphor gets further away from me...

I've always been a good writer, got a way with words. I write better than I speak, even without editing (last paragraph notwithstanding). I used to write poetry, stories, essays. Only poems for fun, but I my stories and essays were bomb. My sister loves to write, has written whole novels, many times over. She inspires me.

They say your 30s are for rediscovering what you loved as a 13 year old. When I was 13, I wrote poems. I loved to read. I would do full-on regular push-ups in gym class, though I never ran the track. At summer camp,I shot arrows, shot a rifle, shot pictures with a film camera. I loved boy bands and boys. I loved DMX and Ja Rule and TLC and Destiny's Child and 702 and Brandy and Monica. I loved Backstreet Boys and Britney Spears and Christina Aguilera and Eiffel 65. I loved my agenda, planning things out. Imagining my future with elaborate descriptions and drawings of the rings and jewelry on my hands. I loved pressing shift F7 in Microsoft Word to look up synonyms and impress my English teachers with my expansive vocabulary while writing essays. I wish I had done the same with Spanish.

As a thrice 13 year old, 3 years removed, I can get down with that, with rediscovering who 13 year old Elizabeth was and how 36 year old Elizabeth can be. I just turned 3 dozen years old 2 weeks ago. Best believe in 3 years, I'll be thrice thirteen.

The new year is around the corner. But my new year already started. Birthdays are personal new years. And they count more. Elizabeth math: 36>2024

A holiday I've always wanted to celebrate during this time of year is Kwanzaa. Last minute Liz looked to buy a kinara (Kwanzaa candle holder) on the 26th. On a sunny afternoon, I walked into Sister's Uptown Bookstore, a Black-woman owned bookshop on 156th and Amsterdam (take the C to 155th Street and walk up and left). The store employees were chatting with a customer, who had a kinara and candles in hand. I suspected they were the last of their kind in the store. I asked the lady at the counter, and she said, "We just sold the last one. It's great that so many people are coming into Kwanzaa this year. Things are flying off the shelves." I bought two books instead, one by a Haitian author, and one by a Dominican author. Books by authors from the same island.

My search for a kinara led me to the Malcolm Shabazz African market on 116th and Lenox (take the 2 to 116th Street and walk towards 5th Avenue). As I strolled under the arched canopies, I sidestepped Muslim men prostrated in prayer, facing east. Noticed the name Fatoumata on one of the signs. Bought two dresses from two separate vendors, promising myself to haggle the next time I shop there.

Finally, I ventured north towards the South Bronx's only bookstore, the Lit Bar. On 133rd and Alexander Avenue (take the 6 to 138th Street and walk down). There, I marveled at the little Black girl painted on the wall. Treated myself to a 5 year one line a day diary, a tote bag, a glass of Moscato, and a plate of fruit served in the cutest way. Go to the Lit Bar! Buy a book, buy a glass of wine, get lit!

I did not find a kinara, but I found much more.

Today's nguzu saba, one of the 7 principles of Kwanzaa, is UJAMAA, cooperative economics. To build and maintain our own stores, shops and other businesses and to profit from them together. In short, #BuyBlack and reinvest back into the community. Another way is a susu. All members of a group of people contribute the same amount monthly to a pot, which goes to one person. The next month, it goes to another person, and so on and so forth. Imagine all we can do if we pool our collective resources, intellect, and creativity together.

#BuyBlack #Kwanzaa

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thevenomouspinks · 2 years

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LETS GOOOO!!! We are hitting the road with one of the bands that has influenced us since day one, @bouncingsoulsnj & w/ our buds @antiflag & @awilhelmscreamofficial !!!!! 🤯 Tickets on sale this Friday!! Link in our bio! @covertbooking / @sbamrocks #thevenomouspinks #sbamrecords #punkrock #covertbooking #punknews #bouncingsouls #antiflag #awilhemscream #tour https://www.instagram.com/p/CnkKiuQPgNK/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#thevenomouspinks #sbamrecords #punkrock #covertbooking #punknews #bouncingsouls #antiflag #awilhemscream #tour

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wickedhawtwexler · 2 years

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ok ladies and theydies we are in job application lockdown mode. my resume is done, my linkedin is updated, i’ve been studying for technical interviews, i have a list of 20 jobs i want to apply for, i’ve just got a few hours left of work to do on my personal site/portfolio and then i’m READY let’s DO THIS!!!! 😤

#i'm submitting applications starting FRIDAY let's GOOOO 😤#i've fucking got this y'all. any company would be so lucky to have me work for them as a data scientist #i've got a bs in math & cs and a master's from a ''public ivy'' & have spent four years basically being a data scientist already #i have leadership experience & have been a volunteer educator for almost a decade so they know i'm good with people #my portfolio is full of creative & unique projects that i actually really care about #it's gonna be great. i'm gonna nail this. shut the fuck up annoying critical voice inside my head ur not welcome here #this has been Let's Get Psyched Up™ with morgan cosima-scully. phd program dropout and aspiring data scientist #we will now return to our regularly scheduled programming #m.txt

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trigun-manga-overhaul · 2 years

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Big News: More Content, Big Decision for the Project and New Scans

Having been the first to translate Trigun again after almost 20 years, it feels appropriate to announce that we’re going to be the first to cover completely untouched Trigun content, making it accessible to everyone!

We will be scanning and translating all of Trigun: Multiple Bullets! Only a few chapters are available online, for both the Official translation and a Scanlation. However, we’ll give all these chapters the full Overhaul treatment.

We are also going to cover Japanese Omnibus only extra content that has never been translated before!

In connection with this, it has come to our attention that in order to share Overhaul on other platforms, such as Mangadex, Mangakakelot, etc., we can not use pages made from the English version, meaning Overhaul as it stands now is not allowed on other platforms.

However, having made our first scans, we can say for certain that we can provide even better quality pages made from scans of the Japanese version of the manga. That would also allow us to upload Overhaul everywhere.

So from now on, we'll do Overhaul all over again, cleaning and typesetting everything again with our new scans. Another three years, let's goooo!

And let me tell you, the new scans are PHENOMENAL!

I (as in D, the project leader) have been working on these scans, testing new pages and cleaning them up. They have turned out amazing, much, much better than what we had before.

Here are a few examples:

Example one.

Example two.

Example three.

Roadmap for the Future

We'll finish the original Overhaul as planned, releasing a chapter a week until it is finished.

We'll begin work on Trigun: Multiple Bullets, hopefully to be ready for upload by the time the first Overhaul Friday run is done.

We'll begin work on Overhaul 2.0 and begin uploading that once we are far enough ahead for a comfortable release schedule. More information on this in the future.

We're still looking at Overhaul in different languages, having made a few test chapters in Spanish. Other languages we wish to cover in the future are: German, Russian and French.

THE FUTURE IS LOOKING GREAT FOR THE PROJECT! WE WANT TO THANK EVERYONE FOR THEIR SUPPORT!

#trigun #trigun maximum #trimax #fan project #manga #trigun overhaul #trigun ultimate #trigun ultimate overhaul #infodump

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skzfelixity · 4 years

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omg if you could pls do some So Mun hcs! any idea you want to do is fine <3

Yes ofc!!! I’ve been wanting to write dating headcanons so let’s goooo I hope you like it<3

Dating So Mun would include:

You are 24/7 together.

You got a carrier rack for your bike to explore Jungjin with him.

Imagine his excited face when you told him, he was thankful that you thought of him.

Going on lil bike adventures to see the sunset and the pink clouds in the sky.

Your hearts racing while biking downhill.

Consists of a lot of screaming.

“Why are we going so fast?!”

“That’s how we die?!”

Eventually you stopped getting scared, he could trust you after all.

Mostly indoor dates though:

Watching a movie in the living room, his grandma often joining you and his grandpa trying to drag her away to let you have some alone time.

Failed almost every time.

You didn’t mind her though, she was adorable.

Spending a lot of time with his grandparents. Cooking, eating and talking with them.

“Our Mun has found an angel.”

Observing him draw, praising on his drawing skills.

He has drawn you but he will never tell you, maybe in a few years.

C U D D L E S

A lot of cuddles.

Every friday after school he drags you to his house just to cuddle.

He needs cuddle sessions to live so cooperate.

Sharing your worries and problems with each other<3

Him being insecure about his leg.

“You might need a guy who can actually run to help you.”

You were beyond devastated. After that you made sure to remind him that you will always love him, no one else and no matter what.

School? We hate.

School with So Mun? We love.

You pick him up to go to school every morning.

Holding hands on your way there, in the hallways, in the cafeteria, in the library, in the rooftop- LITERALLY EVERYWHERE.

Ungmin and Juyeon always joke about how annoying it is.

You are basically glued to each other.

Sharing food and books.

Hanging out in the rooftop is your thing.

You don’t keep secrets from each other.

So he told you about him becoming a counter, earning himself a warning.

The sight of him being able to walk without limping brought you to tears.

“Now I can protect you better than anyone!”

Introducing you to the other counters:

“But why did you choose him?”

Motak being Motak decided to tease the mini him.

Ms Chu would have smacked him but she was too focused on you.

“Oh you’re Y/N! You’re prettier than he described!”

“You talk about me?”

*instant blush*

Coming to the restaurant to see him since he was busier than before.

So Mun ignoring people calling his name just to speak to you a little more.

Free noodles because you’re family.

Ms Chu suggested you work with them since you were almost every day there.

So Mun is always by your side when serving, in case someone tries to hit on you.

“I hired Y/N to have extra help, not you being distracted!”

His eyes never leave you so he dumps into tables, customers and Hana a lot.

You manage the restaurant alone when they leave for a mission. Jangmul joining you on rare occasions.

So Mun secretely wishes for you to become a counter too, he wanted to go on missions with you. But on second thought, he doesn’t want you to get hurt so things are fine just how they are.

Gives you his red jacket, thinks you look adorable in it.

Sleepovers happen a lot since you started working on the restaurant.

Falling asleep in his arms while he goes on about the last evil spirit he captured.

He usually sleeps after you do but there are days when he is very exhausted so you play with his slightly curly hair, careful enough to not hurt him until he falls asleep.

He doesn’t get jealous easily, you remind him that you love him every day anyway.

But he found himself irritated at Hyeoku for asking your name.

“So Mun, he just asked my name!”

“Next time he will ask for your number!”

Kisses and hugs you when Hyeoku is around.

Dance performances in his room, with his grandpa telling you to leave the door open and Mun closing it a few secs afterwards.

Randomly voices his desire to have kids with you in the future.

He deserves the world so please give it to him:(

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cottoncandyreaper · 3 years

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((Feel good Friday here we goooo!!! @skitteringjunbug got me hooked on doing this now 😂 also! Editing was done by @kertneyk 😍😍😍))

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I was exhausted; more then exhausted, honestly, but that was the only word that my skull could summon in its sleep deprived state. Not that it mattered, the three year old that whined and wandered around the main floor was my utmost priority. Weird little kid wouldn't just let me hold and rock her to sleep, instead she insisted on pacing the rooms. Though honestly, I guess it shouldn't be too weird, she hated cuddling when she was like this. The insomnia that plagued me seemed to have its claws in her too some nights. Poor kid, my sleeplessness rubbed off on her in the worst possible ways.

"Winfred...ya want some milk?"

She looked up at me, her hazel eyes big and watery and her cheeks still red from an earlier tantrum. The thought of milk in her belly seemed to ease her mind and I couldn't help but smile as she waddled to me in the too big for her footie pajamas, babbling and tugging on my pajama pants.

"Ya can talk, crazy girl. What do ya want?"

She made an angry noise before answering in the softest tone possible.

"Milk...pwease."

"There we go dollface."

Reaching out with my magic and outlining her in a red glow, she was brought into my arms. We make our way to the kitchen, and once there, I set her on the counter as to gather the needed things. She tiredly babbled as I went about Finding the one pink as hell sippy cup, cleaning it, filling it almost all the way with milk and sending it off into the microwave. The moment that was done, I had plucked her back up, settling her against my chest while it nuked away. She liked watching it spin on the tray around and round till it dinged and immediately started making grabby hands for it.

"Ya know ya need a lid first."

Parking her on my hip I eyed and grabbed a lid with magic while she whined so pitifully, kicking her feet and trying to force some tears out.

"Nah kid ya better stop that or ya really are gonna have a bad time with Daddy." I warned her.

Making sure the lid was on as tight as I could manage without breaking the thing, I surrendered it over, and watches her snatch it. I sat her down and she ran back out to the living room. Hey she knew what she wanted and I couldn't blame her for that and since she did do me the lovely favor of going without me I made myself something a bit more on the alcoholic side, taking my time strolling back. The only light giving anything a form and shadow was the muted TV I had turned on a while ago and stopped it on a kids show, it was my failed first attempt at getting her to go back to sleep though it did keep her attention as she stood on the other side of the couch swaying gently with a half empty cup and drowsy look to her eyes. Thank the stars. It was cute watching her since with little control of her magic I could see it, it sparked to life in her eyes with all her baby emotions; something I could really just watch forever if I had to be honest with myself. Falling into the cushions of the well worn couch I started making a nest on the floor chucking some blankets and pillows to the ground as each added item gained her attention more and more.

"Come on baby bones...you're so tired Daddy's startin' ta wonder if you could be a insomniac."

Grumbling at me her attention resumed to the tv for the next ten painful minutes, she worked on emptying the sippy while I worked on my glass with my sockets gazing over at her every few moments. As the episodes changed from one to another she finally made the move getting over to the bewildering pile of everything soft in the living room. She sat her cup down on the floor and crawled in, falling onto her belly and looking like a ball of baby just all curled in on herself.

"Bout time sweetheart."

It was more to myself, obviously, yet I still got some grumbled words thrown my way, earning her a chuckle or two; who knew attitude was inherited? With empty glass and cup gathered and placed on the coffee table, I slid off the couch down to the ground, laying behind her propped up on my olecranon while rubbing up and down her back softly.

"Ya ready to go to bed?"

"No."

"Ya wanna stay here?"

"Yeah..."

"Alright we can stay here."

She mumbled something incoherently wiggling around again then settled still allowing me to rub her back as she did so...but this wasn't going to last. If I let her sleep out here I'd hear it from Boss in the morning for sure regardless of the blankets around her.

"Don't beat Daddy up for his bad singing okay baby bones?"

I whispered hoping she didn't catch it as a lullaby her mom used to sing came to mind. Stupid song got her to sleep everytime she heard it, easier then fighting her to lay in her crib in silence at least.

"Hush now, mo stóirín

Close your eyes and sleep

Waltzing the waves

Diving in the deep

Stars are shining bright

The wind is on the rise

Whispering words

Of long lost lullabies

Oh won't you come with me

Where the moon is made of gold

And in the morning sun

We'll be sailing

Oh won't you come with me

Where the ocean meets the sky

And as the clouds roll by

We'll sing the song of the sea."

As the last words slid out, I let the room quiet down as I remained still, my hand had stopped moving a bit ago but stayed where it was solely out of fear of waking her up. I could see little fingers twitching off to the side as the slow rise and fall of her breathing signaled she was out.

"Your mom is probably laughing right now at me for having to sing, ya know that?"

Whispering as I moved her pressing her tight to my chest with a random blanket in hand I stood, only to fall back onto the couch. Those stairs were too much to climb tonight. Getting her positioned and tucking the blanket around her legs I crossed my ankles getting comfortable.

#underfell #sans #undertale story #undertale au #lullaby #writers on tumblr #underfell sans #female writers #babybones #Youtube

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robinofinashiro · 4 years

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request: “could I request some more highschool au of Reiner x reader? :) maybe something with jealousy or a bit of angst (such as a popular girl being jealous that they’re together?)”

note: IT’S HERE!! TODAYS THE DAY!! LETS FUCKING GOOOO!!! but damn, i can tell yall are thirsty for more AoT content now bc that’s all that’s in my ask box rn, LMFAOO. it’s okay tho bc I fell yall.

requests: kinda open?

pairing: reiner braun x fem! reader

both you and Reiner walked down the hall, his arm wrapped around your shoulder as he spoke to you about his upcoming football game. you were half listening, more focused on a play you had to preform for extra credit in one of your elective classes.

you wanted the extra credit to boost your GPA so you figured that taking a part in a roll in a English class play would be the most beneficial. you were the main love interest, someone with minimal lines to begin with. the main character was the guy you were supposed to be in love with and he did the talking for the two of you.

“hey Reiner!” you heard a girl scream from behind the two of you. you stopped as Reiner turned around to smile at her. you weren’t the jealous type of not, not by a long shot, however; this girl came around the two of you a lot. she seemed like she knew Reiner for a while but you had yet to introduce yourself to her, “thanks for helping me in class yesterday....it was nice of you to stay behind,” she giggled.

you tried to keep your cool, not trying to let your jealousy get to you. Annie could see you repressing the emotion as Bertl looked to Reiner. you continued to watch their interaction as you realized Reiner wasn’t looking to finish the conversation off early.

“hey, tell Reiner I’ll catch up to him later!” you told Annie, looking to clock quickly, “I need to meet my English partner before class starts!” you mentioned before running in the other direction, hoping you didn’t make it late for class.

Annie rolled her eyes, clearly seeing the intentions of the girl talking to Reiner. she could see that the girl was jealous of the relationship you had with him and with the few times she was around the two of you when she came up, Annie could see you getting annoyed with her.

after Reiner finished talking to her, he quickly scanned to find you, “where’d she go?” Reiner asked. Annie sighed, “to class. she was going to be late and you know she hates being late to any class.” Reiner could tell Annie was annoyed at him but didn’t bother to pick at the reason why.

Reiner waited for you by the door of the classroom. he could see you reciting lines for the play you were in and bashfully smiled at seeing you. the boy on the other hand, he found himself getting annoyed with him. he knew the boys name was Colt and was in a few classes with you.

the bell rang, making him jump a bit at the sound. you packed your things slowly before making your way out. you made your way over to Reiner, quickly grabbing his hand, “how was class?” you asked him. he shrugged, “fine, boring as usual. how was English?” he asked back.

“great! we were just practicing for the small play we have due on Friday. you should totally come and watch! I know Mr.Smith wouldn’t mind you watching! plus, Bertl and Annie are coming to watch!”

Reiner nodded as he kissed the top of your head. nothing made him happier than knowing that both of his friends got along with his girlfriend. he knew they could be a little bit rough around the edges but you seemed to be getting along well with Bertholdt and he saw you and Annie hanging out each others houses a few times.

“Reiner, should we be heading to class? we have that war presentation to work on!” you heard that girls voice say. you felt your eye physically twitch in annoyance. Reiner nodded, “hey, you wouldn’t mind me going to class a few minutes early, would you?” he asked you.

the girl had an annoyed expression written across her face, almost as if she was jealous at the two of you. you looked up to Reiner, “what else would be new?” you responded, not waiting for his response before leaving.

Reiner looked at you stunned as the girl herself stood in silence for a moment, “what a girl you have there, Reiner,” she said, playing up her cutesy voice. he didn’t pay no mind to her, “maybe I should go see if she’s okay,” he told himself.

the girl immediately perked up, “nonsense! she said it was okay so we should go to class!” she tried to compromise.

Reiner nodded, taking his friends advice as they walked down the hall together. the girl had her arms on his left shoulder, hanging onto him as he remained silent almost the entire time. once they got to the class, they saw Annie and Bertholdt walking their way.

Bertholdt immediately saw Annie’s face change as soon as she saw the girl hanging off of Reiner. “hey Reiner, where’s ( your name ),” she asked the blond. he pointed to the back of him, “she walked to class already. she seems like she isn’t having a good day though,” he murmured.

Annie laughed, “I wonder why,” she said fully glaring at the girl. Annie and Bertl walked a bit ahead of them, Annie purposely shoving her with her shoulder, “watch yourself,” she told the girl in her ear before walking at Bertholdt’s pace.

Bertl immediately tried to calm her down as Reiner didn’t even catch her doing it, his brain still wracking for what could have upset you. the girl now going back to talking as she looked up to Reiner who wasn’t responding, “hey, Reiner, are you okay?” she asked, “if you want to skip class and you know, talk instead, we totally can,” she offered.

he shook his head no, “lets go to class, I’ll just deal with his later,” he told her before trying to snap out of his gaze.

Reiner hadn’t seen you for the rest of the day and your texts the rest of the night were at a small minimum. you were responding very half-ass and he could still tell whatever was bothering you was still there.

even this morning when he offered to give you a ride to school, he mentioned that you had already gotten a ride from someone. you didn’t tell him who but from the few snap videos he saw you post in the morning, it was a guy. he just couldn’t tell who.

when he got to school, he saw you waiting for him in the front like you usually did. okay, this had to be good right? you were still waiting for him!

“hey sweetheart,” he whispered, bringing you in for a hug and kissing the top of your head. you smiled, “hey, did you eat breakfast?” you asked, grabbing his hand and walking inside.

he nodded, “yeah, had a protein shake and a granola bar. you?” he asked. you nodded this time, “yeah, Colt and I caught breakfast at the McDonalds by the school. lets go before we’re late to class,” you mentioned to him as he hummed.

Reiner didn’t like the idea that you and Colt went to school together and even got breakfast on the way. that tradition was usually left for the two of you on Friday mornings.

the two of you walked, talking about whatever came up as you reached your AP Physics class. just as you were about to reach up to give him a quick kiss, you heard that god awful voice behind you. you felt yourself physically get tense as she called Reiner’s name.

“oh, she’s with you,” she said, giving you a look before looking up too Reiner, “want me to walk with you to math?” she asked him. Reiner waited a moment, “uh sure, let me tell her goodbye,” he said, turning around. that was when he realized that you had already stalked off and inside the class room.

he felt that sense of confusion again. Reiner had texted you during class, not receiving a text back from you in the entire 50 minutes. once the bell went off, he immediately grabbed his things, rushing to your class to see you.

you were still in the class, thankfully talking to the teacher when you saw him. your anger grew again as you tried to leave the class, trying not to talk to Reiner. you weren’t a jealous person, not by far, but the girl was constantly around the two of you and you couldn’t remember a single time in the last two weeks when you and Reiner talked to yourselves without her interrupting.

“hey, what happened?” Reiner asked you, cornering you in a semi-empty hallway. you rolled your eyes not in the mood to talk but you figured Reiner would just keep bugging you, “your friend is who is bothering me! she is constantly around-,” you were promptly cut off by her voice as she walked towards the two of you.

this time you turned around, immediately putting your hand between the two of you, “you’re going to have to give me a minute,” you practically screamed, “seriously. you can have him but you know, for once, give me a second alone with my own boyfriend,” you stated as she remained stunned in silence.

“she’s going to be the reason why we break up,” you told Reiner as his face dropped at what you were saying, “yeah, your little friend interrupting us every time we’re together is getting real fucking annoying and she’s lucky she hasn’t gotten punched yet. just know that you’re on thin ice, both of you, and honestly, if you want Reiner, you can fucking have him! remember what I told you when we first started dating! our relationship can easily end and I wouldn’t care because I don’t depend on a man to keep me happy. I can easily toss you to the side without giving a fuck, clearly like you are with me!”

Reiner’s eyes widened, not realizing the amount of anger you were clearly holding against him. he wanted to reach out to grab your wrist but Annie had walked into the hall at the right time, taking you away as you tried to keep your tears at bay.

Bertholdt looked at his best friend, shaking his head disappointedly, “we told you Reiner. more than once, actually. that girl was not sitting right with any of us and look at what that caused,” he said.

he nodded, not knowing what to say. he tried to process what you were saying and what you said was actually true. the girl, now that he thought of it, was constantly around him. trying to flirt with him and talking him away from you while she gave you a dirty look when the two of you were together. since Reiner was a relatively popular guy, he knew he had to keep up this nice persona for the team and maybe that was what made him not see the girls intention.

the rest of the day went in a blur. the girl no longer around him much as Reiner tried to get your attention every second he could. blowing up your phone, trying to catch you after class, even seeing if he could drive you home but by the time the day ended, you were hopping into Colt’s car and on your way home.

the entire night was spent with him in bed, cursing himself out as he knew he had to fix this first thing in the morning. the good thing with that was that your English class was now your first class of the day because of the play you had to do. he knew if he brought your favorite coffee and snack, that could be a way of him starting to apologize.

the morning came as he held your snacks and drink by his chest. his friend no where in sight as he booked it to the AP English hallway. you were fixing the dress you had to wear for the play as Colt was talking to you from the hall. he could tell whatever it was the two of you were speaking about, it seemed rather entertaining as you laughed at whatever it was he was saying.

he waited for a few minutes, watching you walk into class as he saw Bertl and Annie walking to him, “you actually had the audacity to come?” she said a bit bitterly. Reiner nodded, “I have to apologize before I lose her. you know how she is. I could be instantly dropped and she could care less if I’m hurt or not. I want her, no, I need her by my side and I want to make this right,” he exclaimed.

Annie and Bertl were a bit surprised at his friends command. “she was extremely upset at you yesterday so I hope you know you have a lot of work to do on your end to actually make this work,” Annie spoke before walking into the class.

Bertholdt looked at his friend before nodding and walking in with him. you saw Reiner walk in with Bertholdt, your anger instantly rising as you tried to compose yourself. Colt walked behind you, putting his arm around you, “relax and focus on the extra credit,” he whispered while the Mr.Smith turned the lights off and focused the few small theater lights on the small make shift stage.

the play some play about love and tragedy that Reiner could have cared less about, however; the way Colt was speaking to you and holding you in some scene made his blood boil. you looked like you were enjoying it as you looked at Colt with heart eyes he felt.

it wasn’t until the end of the play, Colt holding you close as he sang a song (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FaOo8m0kNvI) to you that Reiner almost about had it. the way you were dancing and kind of singing with him made Reiner want to jump over the desk to kick him a few times. the two of you holding each others hands and faces a few times, sometimes your faces almost touching is especially what killed him.

as soon as the play finished, the few people the class clapped as you both bowed and walked into the costume room to get undressed from the clothes. they were a bit uncomfortable but you were glad the play was over with and you could finally relax.

Annie and Bertl pushed Reiner over to you the moment after Colt left you. you stared at Reiner with a mean expression, really in no mood to speak to him, “can I ask why you’re here?” you said.

Reiner sighed, closing the costume room door close and looking at you, “I want to apologize. I know you don’t want to hear it but please let me say this. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for her to get in our way. I didn’t really realize it until you and Annie pointed it out. I guess with being one of the most ‘popular’ guys here, I just assumed she was being nice or I had to be at least. I didn’t mean for her to get in our way and I swear I don’t even like her. she’s kind of annoying if I’m being quite honest,” he explained before taking a breath and continuing, “anyway, I bought you this in hopes you can take this as the beginning of my apology. I know I’ll probably have to work for you taking me back but I’ll whatever it is you want me to do, just please give me a second chance,” he practically begged.

you stared up Reiner for a few seconds, leaving him in suspense before sighing, “you know what Reiner? fine, you have one chance and that’s it. if she or anyone else gets THAT close with you again, I swear I’ll get their kneecaps and before I do that, I’ll get to you first,” you said.

Reiner nodded as he thanked you profusely. you shoved your bag to him, forcing him to carry it as you grabbed the semi-warm coffee, “you can walk me to my next class,” you said as you opened the door.

the walk to your next class, you ran into the girl as she tried to look down at the ground and trying not to catch your eye. you laughed to yourself knowing what you must have said to her more than likely scared her off of Reiner and yourself all together.

but it wasn’t all your doing. Annie might’ve had a few words with her after school knowing that if you didn’t intimidate her enough, she more than likely did the rest of the job well as she was now not even giving either of you the time of day.

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why the hive fckin suck at its job: a rant

spoilers for tgwdlm ahead!

first of all, it's important to consider what exactly the hive's job is. my answer is... who the fuck knows. literally. what is the hive's aim. what do you want Paul? more like, what do you want hive? let's find out!

it kinda evolves, as the play progresses. the intial aim of the hive, and one that does actually remain consistent is the constant burning need to grow and devour and gain more and more (insert capitalism metaphor here).

however, this is distorted by the people it possess who influence that aim, as we'll see later.

also the fact it crashes into a theatre displaying Mamma Mia gives the hive the motive it need to fit the world around it to the structure of the musical. having no originality of its own, the hive instead just picks up what is given to it. kinda like an evil baby.

it wants uniformity, that is indeed its ultimate goal and desire, no duh. it thinks it can achieve that through musical theatre, shame that the hive is dead wrong. cause the hive fucking sucks at its own job / aim / ultimate purpose / one concrete goal that motivates all its actions.

can't maintain control over its subjects

okay, so, the hive wants uniformity. it wants everyone to be dancing to the beat of its own tune. right? yeah. shame it literally can't keep its own possessed subjects in line at all. at the risk of sounding like the 10th doctor waxing lyrical abt humanity for the 50th time, humans are really difficult to control cause we're not really motivated by an altruistic allegiance to one primary good. we've got icky emotions that often move us to do stupid unpredictable stuff way more. it makes me wonder if the reason the hive wanted to use musical theatre to try and persuade ppl was cause it seems to think that is how theyll get emotive humans; through emotive songs. anyways. let's look at some examples shall weeeee?

Mr Davidson:

so, Mr Davidson. funnily enough, he's the guy whose in part acting as the hive trying to figure out what it wants through his interactions w/ Paul. every person it possess gives it just a bit more humanity and curiosity abt the world it is currently taking over. at least I think so. hence why as the musical develops u get character's like possessed!Alice wondering 'why does it hurt to love?' - the change in music and mood to something much more introspective really suggests to me that the hive is beginning to question the thoughts and emotions of its human hosts.

Mr Davidson is a family man through and through, he loves his wife Carol. she's his muse, his source of light. his feelings for her are not concrete or easy to explain and solve - hence why his sudden ahem demand of her is so hilarious and also jarring. it completely clashes with the 'I want song' which is simple, and often pushes forward a wider cause. not so with Mr Davidson, he just really loves his wife man. enough to break a frickin alien possession.

tbh I think its hilarious that (at least to me) the hive has to force him to forget and continue with the song, like, he straight up is just talking to his wife in that phone call, talking, not singing. so, no possession until he reverts back into song. ergo, the hive cannot maintain the uniformity it wants. even from the get go when theoretically its control should be stronger cause it has less ppl to co-ordinate. bad. at. its. job.

Paul:

this one hurts folks. yes, I know it's generally agreed, though somewhat debated that the state of Paul by the end of the tgwdlm is not purely possessed. I agree. once again, the hive is unable to truly enforce uniformity.

at this point, the motives of Paul and the hive are kinda just mixed, neither fully human nor fully alien. hence the constant shifts between pleeing for her to get away, to hide, to stay safe: 'what if the only choice is you have to sing to survive' and just full on old style hive nastiness 'let me puke in your mouth and just open your food bin girl' (so romantic 🥰 /j).

the hive has gone away from its original aim, and become something... different. no longer stuck to just one type of genre or style of song, it's really clever to show the developing complexity of the hive by showing how it is now juggling lots of different motifs with references to all the old songs from before recontextualised in a new way - its learning. evil baby... no longer uniform.

general miscommunication:

there are several instances of the hive not fully having uniform control over its subjects. for instance, right after not your seed with the three teens having to like... calibrate. they aren't just completely connected then?? also, this is a very small thing, but uhhhh at the end of inevitable when Paul is about to say the apotheosis is upon... the chorus interrupts him with USSSSSSS. interruptions??? not very in sync of u hive.

I think this inability to exert uniformity is also shown in the contrast between genre of musical theatre. my alien abomination cannot decide whether it wants to be the more modern edgy rock musical (join us (and die), not your seed ) or super happy go lucky old style musical theatre (lah dee dah dah day, and inevitable). it tries to do both, even while trying to encourage union, and sticking to one thing. hypocrite!!!!!

2. aims are guided by the people it possess

so, I mentioned this a bit already, but the hive isn't only mutating the humans, the humans are mutating the hive right back. this is more an interesting observation than any actual analysis but let's goooo.

greenpeace girl:

I think it's very likely that greenpeace girl is one of the first to be possessed. This is probably easily debunkable but whatever this analysis is flying by the seat or its pants anywayyyyy. why? cause where else would it pick up that whole 'this planet needs fixing' thing? it's interesting too, cause it morphs from expressing the desire to join hands and sing together, unity and peace with no actual action behind it. this then goes right to the other end, with the hive going 'fine I'll do it myself' and trying to save things by enforcing a dictatorship on the world. it develops and changes, and strays from its original means of accomplishing its aims! speaking oooooof...

3. inconsistent in means of accomplishing aims

okay, ur an evil hive mind. u think musicals are the way to win over these silly humans cause they're all weak and emotive and seem to respond to them. but, wait! schwoopsie! you haven't realised that for emotional depth and growth to mean anything, you need there to be established development and well... growth. otherwise the sentiments are as vague as the ones expressed in What Do You Want, Paul?

this show has genuine emotional moments, just not really during the musical numbers WITH EXCEPTIONS. any strife is smoothed over quickly, and so the development and change that would have to go into such growth is just gone. (see, You Tied Up My Heart) all so it can achieve its own desire to grow and grow and grow, maybe a metaphor for art being killed under late stage capitalism??

what actually matters is the impact the songs have afterwards, in causing a death - because we have a bond and care abt these characters. those short scenes between Paul and Emma are actually way more resonant than any song. except... inevitable, and also not your seed a bit. at this point the hive has learnt a thing or two, and can actually twist human emotion a little. but for it to do that, it has to reject the uniformity it prizes, and be adaptable. point towards being more human than it first thought? methinks so. and yet it's just not enough...

it's also why let it out, to me, feels really ingenuine. Paul has expressed himself in much better ways already. what they're doing is clearly paining him, and hurting the guy. he's terrified bless.

you can't force someone into being emotional vulnerable, man.

it's why all the deaths for the characters who are forced to express themselves are really violent, involving them being ripped open - literally forcing them to expose themselves from the 'inside out' as Alice reflects in Not Your Seed. you can't force genuine emotional connection, it has to be fostered, shown in the much more affecting relationship of Paul and Emma. the only reason the hive actually has power over our characters is because of these genuine emotional connections, which it tries and often fails to take advantage of, resulting in just resorting to brute violence. messy hive, very messy.

at the core, the musical's a kinda attack on that toxic positivity mindst: trying to force people to reach the sort of easy solutions by sharing feelings in a way that feels pretty invasive and deciding you are instantly fixed. the problems these characters face are jarringly not really what you'd expect a character in a musical to face, cheating, a lot of it, mid-life crisis. problems that are bland, or wayyyy too real. this is purposefully done, to reveal just how silly the hive's aim to use musical theatre to solve everyone's problem is. life is more complex than that smh.

4. a human can write a much more expressive, and genuine song than they ever could lol

u know which song I'm talking abt. what more is there to say. so much for making persuasive songs to tempt people over.

5. make me sad cause they took some perfectly nice ppl and funked them up 😭

this was a stupid point lol. basically I'm just bitter that this hive took a bunch of perfectly okay ppl and gave them hive brain. screw u hive. I swear I'm gonna watch Black Friday soon, cause I'm sure it's gonna completely destroy every thought I've had so far, but whateve,,, just take this as a look at tgwdlm like it's a stand-alone piece.

these guys are supposed to all be 'individuals' on one level, but also 'appendages of a much larger organism'. there's a little too much individualism and fracturing to be cohesive enough to do that I feel. the hive to me is not an infallible, unstoppable force, in fact, every human it takes over only brings it closer to understanding us. so that's maybe a slight positive note??? idk ?! I just have lots of thoughts and feelings abt this musical even if this doesn't make sense I'm proud i wrote it down hehe.

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