#stop dragging him into stupid discourse

[calm-shy-social]

Can y’all stop harassing Neil Newbon…like it’s really disturbing at this point

[cinamun]

Another problematic hot take from yours truly:

There's discourse roaming around the web about whether or not Kendrick is 'taking it too far' and are folks 'getting tired of it' at this point. And how much dragging is too much dragging.

This is stupid and short-sighted and a reflection of the do-it-in-six-seconds-and-move-to-the-next-trend head ass society we are. This is not, nor has this ever been how hip hop culture works. Rap 'beefs' have a decades long history and some battles have lasted multiple albums.

This 'beef' started publicly in April, just a few months ago (although I'm inclined to believe it started well before then). That's not even long. Jay and Nas (Ether being the last most diabolical diss record before the euphoria/meet the grahams/not like us trifecta) went at each other for two albums (and everything between that).

The beauty of battle is you can skip, c-walk, b-walk, electric slide, wobble and do cartwheels all over your opponents grave and we're going to love it, analyze it and post 45 minute yt videos breaking down every second of it. What's so different about the unprecedented hip hop moment we're living in now is the brilliance in which Kendrick Lamar Duckworth used lyricism, his entire city + Canadian ex-patriots, visual art, the homies, double/triple/quadruple entendres, humor, shock and awe AND make us dance with an anthem for the summer. He wasn't lyin. He's what the culture is feelin.

This is not about 'I'm not American so I don't get it' or the fuckass 'kendrick fans' = 'swifties' argument (stop that shit, specifically). We are witnessing a rebirth of hip hop thanks to a little nappy headed nigga with the world behind him.

From Compton.

[garbinge]

Flower Shop

Richie Jerimovich x F!Reader

For @the-slumberparty's Bingo Challenge! Bingo square: Flower Shop A/N: This is NOT the same reader as my other Richie fics. I've decided to compile those fics into their own multichap because I've gotten some Bear fic ideas outside of that little universe I've created. ALSO, huge shout out to @kind-wolf for this idea!!!! Seriously sparked so much inspiration, thank you x 10000000 I hope you enjoy :) Warnings: Cursing, arguing, light angst, mentions of harassment, and someone being drunk and disorderly.

The Bear Taglist: @drabbles-mc @justreblogginfics @quixscentsposts @dadbodfanatic-x @adorable-punk-superheroes @lodeddiperrodrick @isalver @captainweasleybarnes @musicwithteeth

“We’re across from that stupid fuckin’ flower shop.” Richie spoke into the phone. “Yes, that one.” He was staring out the window at the shop he mentioned, annoyance growing as he stared out. “No, I don’t know if they’ve got white roses, look, will you just tell me when my meat delivery is gonna be here, I gotta fuckin’ feed people.” Richie had slammed his hand down on the table like the person on the other line could see his frustration. Before the conversion continued, Richie saw movement where he was staring across the street. “I gotta go, just deliver the fuckin’ meat.”

As you stepped outside of your flower shop, dragging to large potted plants to sit alongside the front door, you heard the familiar bell of the shop across the street. At first the noise went unnoticed, the first few weeks it was just part of the Chicago hustle and bustle but two months in, you began to notice it because it usually meant that someone was about to start yelling at you. 

“I thought I told you that putting that shit out on the street causes distractions and traffic!” The man yelled out to you. 

Right on schedule was the thought in your head as you huffed and stood up to yell back. 

“I thought I told you to mind your fuckin’ business, beef boy!” You usually had discourse like this on a daily basis but between the early start you had and the exhaustion from pulling these plants out of the back storage room, you were a little more rowdy today. 

“Beef boy?” He scoffed. “Stop blocking the sidewalk, you–you–flower fuck!” He tripped up on what to call you there and it made you smile. 

“T-t-t- today, Junior!” You mocked him back. 

“Are you making fun of me by quoting Billy fucking Madison?!” 

The cars of traffic were moving on the roads in front of you, the audacity they had interrupting your heated discussion. But nonetheless, you weren’t going to let it stop you from going back and forth. 

“Why are you such a fuckin’ jagoff?!” You called back out at him. 

The comment made the slightest smirk grow on Richie’s face, you were too far to notice it which he was grateful for but hearing the word that he called people so often out of someone else’s mouth was amusing. 

“I don’t know, why don’t you look in the mirror and tell me why you’re such a jagoff!” He lifted his hand up and pointed his finger, throwing it at you as he spoke. 

“Wow.” You started clapping. “Great comeback, what are we 10? I know you are what am I?” You called out in a immature tone. 

“I’m gonna go back inside and work because some of us put our blood sweat and tears into our jobs, while other people sit up on their bouqueted pedestals and fuck over us hard workers!” 

You had no idea what he was saying, what he meant by it but that was also a pretty normal and everyday occurrence so you didn’t think twice about it and just yelled out before going back inside your flower shop. 

“Go fuck yourself, beef boy!” 

These things happened pretty often, not everyday but often enough that your comebacks got funnier, they got more detailed, more pointed, on both sides. When you went out to water the plants on display in front of the store and Richie went out for a smoke break you yelled across at each other. When you both were at the window looking at the rain clouds forming or the rain drops falling, you’d throw middle fingers up and mouth profanities at each other. When you’d stay late and look across the street to see Richie there at the restaurant late, you’d stare at each other, give mean looks and turn the lights off to work in the back offices at your shop. 

It was strangely something enjoyable, for both of you. It was a way to get out so much frustration and build up tension that had accrued in the days. It wasn’t healthy, and you knew that but you weren’t exactly looking for the textbook solution to your problems these days. 

As you stood outside, past closing time, sweeping up the dead leaves and fallen petals from the day, Richie was out for what was likely his 5th smoke break of the day. It was late, and you both tended to keep it down when curfew hours hit, out of respect for the block, not each other. As you moved along your storefront, you heard a voice that wasn’t familiar. 

“Yo, can I please get some flowers, my girl’s mad at me and I need something to bring home.” The voice was slurred, the person sounded drunk. You looked up and saw the person who had stumbled up to your store. 

“I can give you a mix of stuff for $10.” You weren’t in the mood to cause problems so you thought this would be a good compromise. A bouquet like that would normally be double so you thought this was the perfect meet in the middle deal. 

“Nah, I don’t got any money. Just let me go in and grab something small, no biggie, alright?” The man started to push by and tried to get in the door that you had already locked.  

“We’re closed, I can go grab something for you, and you can give me $10 for it, that’s it.” Your voice was firm as you stepped in front of the door. 

“C’mon!” The guy whined. 

“Alright, new plan. No flowers, and you get the fuck out of here.” There was no whine in your tone, you weren’t playing games which is why the push you gave the guy was more aggressive than your initial block. 

While the push worked to get him away from the door, the man didn’t leave. 

“Pretty sure she told you to get the fuck out of here.”

That sentence was said by someone else and it made both you and the man turn to look at where the hardened voice was coming from. You saw the man from across the street, now much closer on your side of the street, on your sidewalk. He looked different closer up, you could see the features of his face better, despite it being late at night you could see things that the space hid. The bags under his eyes, the roughness of his stubbled beard, the wrinkles in his forehead and eyes, he was worn, he had been through a lot, you could tell. You also could tell that he had been used to these type of run ins, or you so assumed as you looked at the gun in his hand that wasn’t being threatened yet, but was ready in the case it needed to be.   

“But my flowers…” The man stumbled slightly as he spoke. 

“They’re her flowers, not yours. Go home, get the fuck out of here.” Richie stepped forward, using his body to show force and slightly raising the gun to let the man know it was there. 

And it worked. The man left, drunk and defeated, leaving you and Richie on the sidewalk in front of your shop. 

“I had it handled.” The glare you had was still on the man walking away and when he got out of your view, you turned to the person still next to you. 

“Most people just say thank you.” He scoffed as he put the gun in his back waistband. 

“You have a history of showing up armed and ready to shoot someone?” You raised your eyebrow and leaned on the broom handle. 

“No, I just–do you have to argue everything?” He was frustrated. 

“I just assumed that was our thing.” Your shoulders shrugged so nonchalantly. 

Richie let out a laugh and shook his head as he took a step off the curb and was now standing on the asphalt of the street, slowly making his way back over to the restaurant. “I’d buy yourself a piece, get yourself familiar with it, this block can get hot sometimes.” 

“Who says I’m not familiar?” You called out to him with a smirk on your face. 

“My mistake.” He lifted his hands up in surrender with a similar smirk to your own before turning around fully to step onto his side of the street. 

“Hey, beef boy!” The humor in your voice was being held back by a thin thread as you smiled through your words. 

Richie turned around, his hand on the door handle ready to enter back into the restaurant as he stared at you. For the first time ever, you weren’t going to yell profanities at eachother, give rude gestures or annoyed looked. For the first time you smiled at him and truly had no sarcastic attitude in what the next two words out of your mouth would be. 

“Thank you!”

[starrcult]

Random Chapter 1110 Rant/Ramble

Bro why am I seeing people say Sanji is bullying Zoro 😭

Sanji isn’t a bully. Those two always been harsh with each other. They both hold each other to a high standard. I understand the concerned about Zoro’s insecurities about being a burden but Zoro wasn’t performing his best. Sanji is seeing Zoro do something very ooc. Sure Zoro is the type to pick unnecessary fights but to drag it out during a life or death situation? Sanji was rightfully pissed off. If the roles were reversed and Sanji was dragging out a fight Zoro would react the same way.

So I need yall to stop babying Zoro and turning this into a ZS bad. I am seeing takes that Zoro and Sanji despise each other and have 0 understand for each other. If you felt Sanji was harsh that’s fine but he wasn’t in the wrong. Plus it’s just fueling stupid discourse.

My take away is I’m going use this as fuel for Zosan angst. Neither of them had been acting right. If y’all thought burden was to cruel for Zoro you wouldn’t be able to handle the fact in Japan Sanji said it in a more arrogant tone. He sounded more like his brothers. Sanji’s germa plot point is still going on.

Also I saw a theory that Zoro is still injured from Wano but is hiding it. I believe in the more meta explanation that Oda had to sideline Zoro until the climax but that’s another cool parallel to Sabaody. I fuck with it and hope it the case.

I think what could happen is post Egghead Sanji confronts to tell Zoro off. He can tell something is off with Zoro but Zoro would just tell Sanji to fuck off. They would get into a serious fight and start Elbaf with tension. Maybe during Elbaf Sanji goes full Germa and Zoro fights him and talks/beat him out of it.

This way that promise during Wano of Zoro having to kill Sanji if he loses his mind can finally come full circle. Also I think having a genuine Zoro vs Sanji fight would be heat.

[olderthannetfic]

Pronoun discourse is just as exhausting in person. A trans girl in my group project for History of Modern Europe refused to use he/him for me because "they/them is neutral" and I looked her in the eyes and said, "I will not reply to group texts, upload anything or share resources if you don't refer to me correctly. I use silence to train my dogs, I use it to train transmisandrists, too." She was furious and spent a few weeks misgendering me... until she realized I was serious and I would let all of us fail this group project because this he/him? Yeah, this he/him had a 100 on every single assignment up until that point and could take the grade hit. If other people can't, well, that's not my problem.

She learned to call me he/him with incredible regularity once her grade was on the line. Suddenly, two words weren't incredibly hard to recall and abruptly, not every conversation with her turned into her lecturing me on how trans women have it harder than trans men. We were able to talk about the actual subject of the group assignment and she was able to remember he/him.

Meanwhile, the cishet members of the group had not struggled to recall he/him for me once, nor had they turned group project meetings into discourse once.

Why are queer people always most vicious with their fellow queers? I'm in MONTANA, and the people worst to me aren't the fucking rednecks, it's other queer people. Rednecks don't condescend to me about how they/them is neutral and good and indicates they're trying their best and trans men have it easy actually. It's the city queers sitting there going, "Rather than just call you he/him and spend this meeting for our group project focusing on the project, I'm going to treat you like the enemy and lecture you." People talk about the concept of a 'queer community' but getting lectured about how trans women have it worse than trans men (because I guess my saying 'use my pronouns' secretly implies I think trans men have it worse? idk, I don't speak bullshitese) doesn't make me go, "Ah, yes. My community! I feel so supported!" it makes me go, "Oh, fuck. Great, I'm stuck talking to an asshole."

Between this, the lesbians I've met on campus who keep making, "gays can't do math or science or history or whatever other subject we're in right now" jokes who seethe with contempt for the privileged gay men, the cis gay guys terrified of doing something perverted who view drag, cosplay, wearing a skirt, wearing makeup or fucking around with presentation at all as not okay/possibly problematic and the NBs who cannot emphasize enough to you that they're one of the good ones who don't dye their hair or wear stupid shit or use neopronouns like the bad ones do, and the utter disgust they all look at anyone with who dares use the word queer, I'm beginning to feel like "the queer community" is one of those things you don't get access to until you're 30+. Alternatively "the queer community" appears to "antis, but with rainbows and flags and ew you think the rainbow flag is for everyone you're so problematic", which is... not great, honestly?

I know this will get a lot of queer people very angry but I'll say it: there are 492 anti-queer laws proposed in the USA, not counting the ones that have passed. We should probably focus on that instead of going for each other's throats and then saying we're a "community".

--

I don't think it will get many queer people around here angry, but yes.

We have more of a need to draw together into a community when everyone's dying of AIDS or getting beaten up or trying to stop laws that make it illegal for us to exist.

Some people have the privilege to shit all over that community. They don't see it as one, but it is.

[daughter-of-sapph0]

So what you're saying is it's okay for men to be in lesbian spaces if they are trans?

I mean, if they want to.

literally who gives a fuck?

you've probably never been to a bar because you're acting like a child. but if you have been to a lesbian bar before, you'd know there are drag queens and cis gay men and trans gay men and trans man lesbians and nonbinary he/him lesbians and straight trans women and bisexuals of all variety of genders at every single dyke nite.

"lesbian spaces" as you describe them are just events or communities that are primarily for lesbians, but are inclusive and accepting of everyone. you can't include everyone who is a lesbian while excluding everyone who isn't a lesbian when you can't even decide what you think a lesbian is.

mind you business, log off, and stop trying to involve me in your stupid discourse that most dykes literally do not give a shit about.

[ask-serendipity-sky]

That thing with Holland is so sick. I've been seeing armys do bs for a long time but this genuinely made me ill.

Harassing a queer idol because the fetishizers in your fandom won't stop harassing him? Of course he named them, he's obviously getting requests from one group the most. They're so proud of being the biggest kpop ship - they should own this too. Why act innocent and naive now? And they all managed to completely ignore the point he was trying to make about how insane it is that these people are trying to forcefully out their faves even if they were actually not straight.

I just unfollowed every army I used to follow. They're either shifting the blame onto him or staying silent. They'll speak about a bunch of things when they need to virtue signal and it costs them nothing, they'll get into fights about the most stupid stuff with other fandoms, but the moment you can actually use your clout for something and speak on how awful it is that your fandom is essentially bullying a gay artist who we know has gone through so much - literal hate crimes - because he came out, you're completely silent? ARMYs have lost all sense of proportion, logic and morality.

The hypocrisy also strikes me because they'll go around naming pjms every day of the week. They always drag Jimin into fanwars. I don't see anyone saying let's not use his name then other than by solos themselves. But this isn't even the first time they've shielded tkkrs. They'll drag up random accounts with hardly any followers and a handful of likes and talk about solos infecting the fandom but god forbid anyone talk about tkkrs unless it's in the most general way so that you can sweep it away as a shipping thing.

And this discourse about namedropping is also ridiculous. They have 70K+ Jimin anti tkk shipper and 300K+ tkk shipping porn accounts running around freely. They tag JK in all their gross edits on Tiktok. We all saw them waving around the tkk banner during Jimin's bday event. Nobody had much to say about it except Jimin biased.

Plus do they actually think Tae and JK don't know? They just need to look at their comments during their lives to find out what tkk is. What are they even talking about? They've nursed these Jimin anti delusional shippers in their fandom for years but the problem is when others point that out?

I actually prided myself on following a variety of people so I'm never too enmeshed in any one group think. I used to follow ARMYs, shippers, solos and other KPop fandom accounts from my main but I'm done now. I was actually so proud that the fandom was being so active in speaking up about the Palestine cause but if your sense of mortality can't tell you how wrong what is happening now to Holland is and if you are too scared to sacrifice clout to speak up for him, then I can't take anything you say seriously. Sorry to bring up a serious real world issue in the midst of all this but what happened yesterday just tells me that if you can't stand up for a queer idol for petty bs fandom reasons or because you don't want to get involved when you know it's wrong (because I was very careful in curating my tl so I know the armys I used to follow at least have that much sense) then there's no way you'd actually do anything if were to cost you something in real life.

So yeah I still listen to BTS, I still like all the members but I'm done with 'army'.

Hello,

This was a tough read.

I can feel your anger and dissapointment and the only thing I can say is that I feel the same way.

It's "small" things like these that tell you who people really are and they are a sign of the person you could become. It may seem silly because it's kpop but it's real people with real struggles with real hate.

You don't have to be army or pjm or a shipper. None of those names mean a thing at the end of the day. Support what you want and stand up for what you believe.

I get you 🫂

Thank you for sharing your thoughts.

[heartshapedcreaturefromcriptoon]

Yeah, so...Steven Universe Culture still attracts the most abrasive shithead tenderqueers from all sides, I see:

And saiscribbles is a goddamn idiot 40 year old turbovirgin and is probably a vaush enjoyer ...

Put her channel on my "do not recommend" like a week ago after this post happened , saw that Lily Orchard made another video about Hazbin, my eyes rolled into the back of my head when I realized I would probably have to keep lurking around Sais channel for a while anyway if I wanted to see sai covering that because "enemy of my enemy" is still my friend" kinda, got curious, opened a private window to see if she had reacted to Orchard's other Hazbin video yet, she did, chose to view that shit in a private window in case The Bad Baby Meteora Redesign V-Tuber decided to say anything especially heinous in her edging contest with Orchard, and I had to turn that shit off within the hour.. Because surprise surprise, saiscribbles is:

Ableist

Biphobic

ANTI KINK AT PRIDE ...

Which yeah, I just found out because she went on like a major kinkphobic tangent about it an hour into her reaction to Lily, which doesn't help since you can tell that Lily is definitely kinkphobic too, which I'm so glad I just have both channels on my "do not recommend" and now I definitely know that I won't be watching Sai again because at that specific point with Lily's covert anti kink at pride shit and queerphobia and Sai's outright anti kink at pride shit and queerphobia it really does feel like you're watching ...

Which really doesn't help when one of the abrasive lesbian muppets fighting with the other abrasive Indiana Grande lesbian muppet is already baby coded ...

2 Abrasive As Shit Abled-Bodied Butch Lesbian Muppets Who Refuse To Work On Themselves 1 Glass of Water... I wonder who will melt like Paper Jam Dipper first ...

I can't believe I had to use an Alex Hirsch gif again ...

Remember kids...

Daron Nefcy Says Kink at Pride:

Alex Hirsch says Cops at Pride:

Steven Universe cried out "Both Sides! UWU" and then Angel Dust sat down beside him during the parade in full Drag and Kinky boots and said: "STOP CRYING STEVEN UNIVERSE!!!! ;)" *STEALS YOUR VOICE IN ITALIAN* and then Star Butterfly asked Angel how to steal other peoples voices for chaos purposes and then they both started a riot...

Can y'all imagine being an adult and watching Hazbin Hotel while being anti kink at pride though? Or anti kink in general?

Because yeah, anti kink discourse of any kind? Also...

And the fact that I can even make jokes like this with the source materiel just proves how Star vs. The Forces of Evil is still THE GOAT, or maybe even the Rainbow Baphomet in the Gimp Mask that bridges between the dimensions that allow Star and Hazbin to fuck so much. No exceptions.

I wasted time watching a Steven Stans ableist, kinkphobic shit stream when I could've been finishing watching Sailor Moon...

And yes: Finally watching an anime in full for the first time ever, that you've been trying to access since your teen years, which just so happens to be one of the biggest inspirations for your all time favorite cartoon that only came out in your early 20s, in your early 30s, is still a better, healthier, use of time than being an abrasive bitch about Steven Universe in your 40s, no matter what side of that stupid discourse you're on...

[ayyeyenewspaper]

The Circus We Built: How We Cheapened the Drake vs Kendrick Beef

It’s time to be honest — the Kendrick Lamar and Drake beef didn’t ruin hip-hop. We did.

What could have been one of the most powerful moments in modern rap — two titans stepping into the ring, exchanging brilliant blows in real time — instead turned into a carnival sideshow of bad commentary, empty speculation, and mindless repetition. The rappers gave us a masterpiece of competitive spirit, and we repackaged it into clickbait thumbnails and podcast fodder.

From the moment the first diss dropped, you could feel the cultural tremor. That’s how it should be. Hip-hop was born from competition, from sharp tongues and sharper minds proving themselves over beats. But by the time the dust settled, the conversation wasn’t about the music anymore. It was about Instagram stories, YouTube algorithms, and whoever could yell the loudest into a microphone while saying the least.

YouTube, in particular, became an absolute wasteland of manufactured outrage. Every second of silence from either artist was filled by an army of creators breathlessly pointing at nothing, stretching their imaginations into conspiracies. Kendrick wore a hat? Someone uploaded a twenty-minute “breakdown” about how it “confirmed” a diss was coming. Drake posted a cryptic emoji? Another hour-long video. Even worse, creators started flat-out inventing stories — leaks that didn’t exist, “inside sources” that never materialized, secret diss tracks that never dropped.

It was pathetic to watch so many people pretending to decode secret messages that weren’t there, grasping at anything to keep the views flowing. And let’s be clear: they weren’t just riding the wave — they were polluting it.

The podcasters weren’t any better. In fact, they were worse. At least YouTubers sometimes admitted they were speculating. Podcasters sat in dark studios talking into $500 microphones, stating fiction as fact, puffing out their chests with the confidence of experts despite having no more access than anyone else. Each episode was another echo chamber of bad takes and bad faith, adding noise to an already suffocating conversation.

Then there was DJ Akademiks, who deserves his own paragraph. His streams during this beef were some of the most shameless content I’ve seen in years — screaming, laughing, embellishing every minor development into some dramatic cliffhanger. You’d think he was commentating a world war rather than two artists exchanging records. He played both sides, stirring the pot without adding a single intelligent insight to the discourse. For someone who claims to love hip-hop, he seemed more interested in exploiting it than respecting it.

Meanwhile, both Drake and Kendrick barely had to do anything. They could breathe, and the internet would collapse into chaos. Kendrick could stand still on stage for ten seconds, and half the industry would call it a statement. Drake could blink wrong and spark a thousand “think pieces” about what it “really meant.” We’ve turned artists into marionettes — every gesture, every silence, every lyric pulled apart and fed back to us as though we’re too stupid to just listen to the music.

The allegations from both sides were already serious enough without the unnecessary fan fiction that piled on top of them. Kendrick accused Drake of manipulation, hinted at questionable personal behavior, and questioned the integrity of his image. Drake retaliated by dragging Kendrick’s personal life through the mud, calling his character into question and painting him as bitter and petty. These claims deserved careful attention, but instead they were treated like juicy gossip for monetization.

Somewhere along the way, we stopped caring about who wrote the better verse or landed the cleaner punch. We started caring more about whose facial expression looked “mad” in a blurry Instagram Live. We reduced two of the greatest rappers of their generation into reality TV characters — and we applauded ourselves for doing it.

You can feel the rot in the way we discuss hip-hop now. Instead of appreciating wordplay or narrative, we obsess over screenshots and subtweets. We reward the loudest voices, not the smartest ones. The culture has been hollowed out by algorithms that care more about retention than reflection.

And here’s the most insulting part — the repetition. The mind-numbing sameness of it all. Over and over, the same empty sentences from different mouths: “It’s over for Drake!” “Kendrick’s cooked!” “Drake’s got the nuke ready!” “Kendrick just buried him!” Every day, new thumbnails screaming the same meaningless words, as if shouting them louder would make them true.

If you care about hip-hop, that should make you angry. It should make you angry that the moment we’ve been begging for — real competition at the highest level — was hijacked by grifters and gossip merchants too lazy to engage with the art itself.

What we witnessed wasn’t just the Kendrick vs Drake beef — it was our own inability to sit with art, to listen without turning it into content, to respect artists as humans instead of storylines.

So maybe the next time two greats step into the ring, we could actually listen instead of screaming. Maybe we could turn down the noise and let the music speak.

Because the truth is, and it’s worth saying even after all this: “Even in a world addicted to chaos, clarity is still an act of rebellion.”

⸻

📌 Hashtags:

#KendrickVsDrake #HipHopBeef #YouTubeCircus #PodcastNonsense #DJAkademiks #RespectTheCulture #StopTheNoise #ClarityOverChaos

[the-firebird69]

28 Days Later - Wikipedia

The Amityville horror the doctor killed the people in November 1974 but he left after staying there for 28 days after the murders no he was there for 28 days and murdered other people then he murdered the family within that time period that leads to February it only has 28 days but in leap year 29 and so people need to know when leap year is and this is disease but Amity means friendship and a friendly discourse and the guy is leaving it. And people are to read it and understand what it means. There was a guy as a Segway similar topic and he encouraged her son to go fast our son was watching them for cops and he was tired of riding slow and the traffic kind of couldn't catch up and it did but only like 10 cars went past him and he didn't notice it that much usually it's like 150 or more 300 they got really mad at the guy and found out that he's trying to entice our son to get an e-bike with illegal motors and it's to get the people to separate. He mentioned someone hit him and he sued the insurance he got the money and the guy who hit him so I told you not to talk about it. Any rain with the car back anyways. And it is Dave Dan and Tommy up and you keep shooting him taking his cars and killing people in his name and that's going on all the time and he went by that's our Sunday went by the shooting incident where Tommy have shot Dave dan. And he was saying stuff in police officer uniform and threatening Dave Dan and threatening our son a little and our son said you're a dead meat so they used to do this a lot they have a son show up with Dave Dan waiting for a light with ebikes. He was decent enough that he had a bike that doesn't make code and attracts too much attention and he looked really small on it but tell me f put him up to it yeah because he was there in the sheriff's van and I'll say he's after both. Yesterday and last night was shooting him to motivate Dave Dan there's a lot of people around them that knew basically we're sick of people you people are assholes to our son we need you out. A lot of leaders can't stand their own people because you keep running this stupid a****** plays they don't do anything to get you hurt and them and you won't stop people from doing it and we have to stop you. This morning we saw you get up and we'll try to stop him from paying rent they tried to get the rent to come out of the bike holder all sorts

Of wrong things out of you so it's on what you're up to we heard it all you began going after you and we hated it.

You're doing so little work we had to pick it up and you're missing huge things and I want you we can't afford to so I'm not really mad I said they can't do it they can't get Tommy about and they can't stop him they don't know what to do. Tommy F doesn't know what to do now this has been kind of dragging along and people are not solving it the oppression is getting worse the fighting worse. People think it's better.

Our son said something to the people on mystery ion he says we can tell who it's coming from we know how to see if coming from the Mac proper the issuing threats against us... Then you snuck this in we can see them there having to do stuff

True too

Thor Freya and it fits in with the threats on us

Olympus

[moonchild-in-blue]

Hey its anon again. Thank you for the reply. I was angry and rambly, but i had just woken up and almost immediately saw takes that pissed me off so i went off lol. Its just very frustrating seeing people act so awful towards others for interpreting up to interpretation art differently. While discourse over whether or not the music is romantic/sexy is not the only discourse about how to interpret sleep token, it really seems to be what has the most vitriol aimed towards people over. As someone who does very much embrace the romantic/sexy elements of sleep token, it makes me feel very unwelcome in the fandom because im supposedly in many peoples eyes just a stupid horny fangirl who is not a real fan or is a terrible person or whatnot. I can acknowledge these elements and appreciate them on just a surface level in a given moment, while also diving deep into metaphors and double meanings or whatnot in other moments. One day ill be like "oh this song gives me unholy thoughts", another day ill deepdive into the tragic meanings, rinse and repeat. Thats the fun of sleep token in my eyes, its many things all at once and can give you so many totally different emotions depending on what angle in certain lighting you look at it in in a given moment. Hell, i find the idea that the romantic/sexy meanings are only surface level to be false, ive changed my perspective on some songs to see them as hornier than i realized once other people pointed it out so no i do not think sexual interpretations dumb the music down and i think it makes the music so much richer in meaning. (I also honestly dont hate the "baby making metal" thing, hell even one of their stage crew called sleep token "sexy metal", its such a nonissue to me that i dont get why people get so angry over it) I wish we could just stop with the "dont romanticize/sexualize sleep token!!" stuff, and just embrace mature nuanced discussion where we embrace the variety of experiences we have with the music. (And even in cases where people say a song like atlantic is sexy, like, okay, weird take but you do you as long as youre not being shitty to other fans or vessel) I also honestly dont think its wrong to speculate on vessels life. I do it a lot, i want to know what this music means to him since its obviously so personal to him and i admire the vulnerability in his lyrics and stage presence. I do think the whole thing fans do where theyre like "this music is definitely about this thing that im assuming happened irl so im gonna be shitty to people for disagreeing on my interpretation because i totally know without proof vessel would be offended" is shitty, but thats because its infantilizing to assume a grown man needs to be protected from people enjoying the romantic/sexy stuff he puts into his art and because its just otherwise shitty to treat people like shit over assumptions. But yeah, theres lots of nuance in sleep token. Its a really bizarre art project with the anonymity and little communication with fans, and it leads to lots of disagreements among fans for how to approach it. Im not perfect either, i can be a bitch too lol, but we can seriously do better as a fandom to handle the nuance (again, im not immune to being shitty! Im only human and all! But i still do get very upset with the fandom a lot because of my Hot Takes on various things). Thank you for your time, and again thank you to everyone who call people out on being assholes over different interpretations (this got rambly again but idk how to trim it down oops)

I'm not gonna comment further on this, cus honestly there's no point to drag this on and I'm tired, so! You do you anon, yay for music etc etc 👍

[svalera21]

You worked enough in the Mafia. She was a good employee, and in one of the unmarkable days all this happened.

Three persons

The ordinary day, lightly celebrated the sun the ordinary working day in the PM as many could think, but until one moment..Who was in his office as if a bullet flies to her Alice.E:There Rintaro became small!What urgent!He doesn’t understand me!Who first thought Alice was laughing, but when she decided to check, she went for Alice. When she went to the office for Alice, she was very surprised. There was a small copy of the boss. The clothes were big for him and how it seemed to have happened a few minutes ago…K:Elis you know why this could have happened?E:Only that Rintaro met a strange man on the street and that I remembered it.

C: Okay, calls I have to talk to him.

Alice escaped for Rhyme, who approached the little boss and sat in front of him on a cortex, he who surprisedly dragged to her, his hands were swallowed from his small hands, and his eyes were brightly expressed by interest.

C: Hello Mary, do you remember something?

I just woke up.

He said with surprise, he really didn’t think that something was happening. Who breathed out with trouble looked at him and stood up.K:It will be necessary to strengthen his guard.There came Chuya behind him and Alice who fled to Koi. Alice explained everything to me. 

When he approached them, the guy said.When he looked at Ohio, he was more surprised, not so much he imagined him.

He will definitely need new clothes.

C: That’s right, it’s better not to say to the rest, we’re going to say more stupidity.

I propose to take him out of the PM office, I’t want someone to stop him in this way.

After the conversation they came to the conclusion that it was better for the boss to find a grandmother from the PM to whom you can trust and take away from here by putting enough guard there, he is too vulnerable in such a state.

 What with the latter they managed until Who left for children's stuff for Mary,Chuya began to select candidates under the choice of the boss's grandmother. Setting the list and later discussing it they chose 2 candidates.-who she could follow the boss until the one in such a state but leaving everything on Chou didn't want.-this, a girl with a strong ability,goodly fit with the performers and perfectly fit under the category.

waste of time.

Before Mori placed 2 photos with Koe and T.i.Ogay looked at these photos.He was moved to child clothes black pants and board shirt. Alice sat next to drawing, suddenly Ogay raises a photo

Looking at the photos, there was T.I.

Q: It means, as well as the word of the boss command 

OK, I’m going to tell her.

From your face

You were sitting in your office peacefully drinking the cheeks, writing the accounts, already considering how good it is to come home to dress up and go down with a girlfriend in a bar and so well to rest tomorrow. How he came to you with the discourse of dreams and writing accounts.

A: Hello Nakahara, what is it?

I said I touched the tea and put it next to the keyboard.

 A: You have an urgent and important mission, follow me.

Thus, she was tired of breathing out when she touched the last throat and went out of the table and went with Chua. When you came to the office you went in and I saw a little boss… With the eyes of five copies I looked at what on the Chui, what on the nearby Koi. 

K: You will have to watch for Mori, unknown how much, don't survive we will release you from your work, which was for all the days with which you will be a boss.

 We do not know how much it will be, so we will give you a separate house.

T: I expected everything, but not that, and how did he get that?

C: So far we don't know, but I think the hands of Esper.

The one we will definitely find.

I was angry and heard the hat repaid.

A: You can still pick up things, tomorrow at 18.40 a driver will go to your house. 

Don’t take this much, there’s everything you need.

T: Yes, and tomorrow means I can't come and today I'm out to prepare?The?

C: Ah, yes, but now you can do everything and you can just go.

I was going to go to write that unfortunate report.

Q: Happiness and tomorrow

T: Thank you, you can do everything here.

The girl left the office and returned to her and began to make accounts.

Three persons

After all, the girl was already home. Thinking about everything she was told today.

Thoughts:The little boss…I’m even surprised that he was trusted to me…I’m wondering why not Who?

The girl came home and clothed down behind the bed by taking a laptop and wrote to her girlfriend. 

 The best woman 💥🔥

 He raises!Sorry we will have to cancel the spa, they gave me an important mission to…

Good next time we go out!What about the mission?The?

If I tell you, the head will be cut off.

 Good luck, you’ll write it as soon as you finish.

Before talking to a girlfriend, you left to sleep.The next day you chose the necessary things, clothes, phone, notes and money for everyone. Just at 18.40, Chuya wrote to you to go out already. You came out with a small black suitcase. For you comfortable black pants, white ceds, up to yourself make up;).The girl throwed the suitcase and scrolled out to hear what to sit, sat on the back seat to the suitcase. They were driving about 3 hours. It was a 2nd floor countryside house, now you wanted the boss to be small as long as possible.. you lived in a small apartment, even if the salary gave you to buy a large apartment, you all regret, you have loved a small from childhood, but in the rockshi living was rarely for you, in such a villa..When she went out of the car she met Who. A: Go short to show the house, how soon Ohio will bring.When going to the house there was quite a lot of guard. When you came to the house, you were presented with a cook and a mountain. When you showed the house you were excited. On the 1st floor, the outlet to the children's square is a huge room connected with the kitchen, a huge bathroom with a toilet, and 2 private rooms both for Ohio and for you. The door to his room was connected to your wall, as if you were near. During the excursion Who said goodbye to you and went away, just at that moment came Mary himself. You also told him everything briefly, he often pulled you and your hand to say something.There was time later you put the boss to sleep and went on, immediately putting a small amount of things.

Day 1

The next morning you woke up from the alarm, at 9:39. Getting up, and leaving washing you made yourself more adequate. Until the end of awakening, you went out of the bathroom and went to the rintaro room. Looking into his room, he also slept. Going down and seeing there your chef who just arrived you had about set the time,when it should be ready for breakfast,when he went out of sight to the kitchen. You rose again to the 2nd floor, which is not usual, that you have to constantly climb the stairs here… When you went into the boy’s room, you carefully went to his bed to check. He sinked, taking the coat. The girl began awakening Ogaya.This was melting, and turning toward T.i, looked at her, half open and sleepy eyes.

Aaa?

Soon the boy spoke, taking the position sitting.

It’s time to wash, tomorrow is ready.

It’s not usual to say this to someone, more to your boss.

After you washed down, the breakfast was already ready. Sitting at the table and going to the meal, you tried the meal…What, and you would not refuse to eat it every day. Looking at the sea who was pleasantly eating, he seemed to like it too. I gave the rest of the food, and you put it in the roof, and the worker will eat it. Ohay bowed his legs on the chair, looking at you, he said.

I am a sweet cowboy!

I’m looking for something now. You quickly went to the kitchen to find out if it was sweet. He gave you a couple of chocolate. You are happy that you could find the sweetness he returned, you stretched him a chocolate, but when he wanted to take it you took your hand up.

What a magical word?

Please, you can chocolate.

He spoke with the hunt faster to get the sweetness, and thou shakenly gave him the sweetness that he began to eat, and the others thou took away later. After you and Mori went out to the courtyard, he immediately flew to different hills. And you had to run and run with him, because he invented a genius of how to engage in you, thieves. By the end of the day you were powerless, and he had it as if it had not ended!You were tired of swallowing on the sofa, until Ohai played the toys given to you.

Why do you look so tired?

He didn’t even realize that he was throwing you so.

You are mega active, so I think.

Mary sat next to you on the sofa, and when she looked at you, she stretched you from somewhere the stolen confection she no longer had.

I heard what you should share with those you are friends with.

Where did you get it from, Ohya?

In the kitchen a bag with them, go from there and take it until you left.

Something seemed to be brought up until you spent the last forces with him. You smiled and took his sweetness.

thank you

The girl immediately sent her, which was really delicious. You added him the cartoons, while he watched you watched him and what was happening on the table. After 2 hours, the story you’ve included has already ended.When you looked at the boy, he’s already asleep.How quickly he’s asleep, however…You’ve taken the boy on your hand and brought him to the bedroom, apparently the dinner is canceled for him. You covered him with a cover and returned to the kitchen and checked that the workers were already in the rooms, for personal tranquillity you went to sleep.

Day 2

You didn’t sleep early in the morning, the sheep slept not so well… You went into the room of Ohio, so that you could wake up noticed that he was not in the bed.Strongly scared you looked at the room, he wasn’t anywhere, but you heard him come out of the bathroom, as if not a stone fell from the soul, but the Everest fell from the soul.

Good morning Mrs. T.The!

The boy spoke gladly, he seems to have a good mood today. You smiled and came to him, throwing his head.

Don’t be afraid of me anymore.

What has succeeded already?

With interest, the boy asked, you just led him back to the dining room, telling him.

Warning if you wake up.

The Ugo

Breakfast went not very quiet,Rintaro all the time rejected the cooked meals, and after 3 meals you were even ashamed to say this to the cook, so you decided to scratch, what is a capricious boss, you won’t do it? You sat closer to Ohio, mysteriously smiling.

Why don’t you want to eat it?

No is! I want you to feed me.

You were ready to reject this statement. But without losing the catch, she said the floor with a scream, getting a chocolate from the pocket.

If you eat it all now, then a chocolate with me, a contract?

Mori thought, but a few seconds later said.

Well well!

It was easier than with other dishes… With the sick half feeding the boy, you went to the hall until he winning the sweetness. Here if you don’t change your memory there are great toys for him.

Wait here, I look like something!

I want with you.

There’s a surprise, you don’t want to break it?

New…

Well here and well.

Getting him on his head, you went to the worker’s house to ask where the toys lie. Showing and helping you get this basket, you thanked her.

Thanks to Kagu!(This is the name of the employee)

Please T.F.

Smiling to the girl, you returned to Mary who was lying on the sofa looking at the roof. Hearing the steps, he immediately looked to your side, and when he saw the toy basket fled to you, you put it in the center of the hall.

Mary started delivering different toys and so on. It seems that these toys were purchased on the edge, and here are swords, legos, machines, pistols, etc.

Ohay saw something on the bottom of the basket smiling and looked at T.I.

Close your eyes, please.

And why?

The surprise!The!

I am satisfied with the mine, Rintaro said. You just smiled and closed your eyes. You felt like something was put on your head.

Open to!

When you opened your eyes, you looked at the mirror closet behind. And when I looked at Mary, he had a sword in his hand.

Now you are my Princess, Princess T.I.

When you decided to play the boy, you scratched the entire acting game.

Then you are my prince, Prince Ogay!

Mary was quite, stood on one knees, seemingly from childhood he was a romantic.

Will you be my princess?The!

With enthusiasm, the boy spoke, you captured the game and replied to him by making himself a princess.

Of course, go on.

Smiling gently, the boy stood up from one knee and approached and hugged you. Your crown fell on the side, you broke the boy's hair. He stood up looking in your eyes.

We will always be together now!

Of course my prince.

Even so a little crazy, you went to watch the TV, more precisely, and you had already included wanted to go to collect the toys they had thrown out, but he got you for the hand.

Do not leave! You will not remove these toys. My princess does not have to do that.

It seems that he’s not all going to know about this game, but a little thought you took his hand into yours.

I'm fast, don't survive even such princesses, they can take care of themselves.

Well, you would not be against becoming a princess, but who will give you such happiness. You picked up the broken toys and brought them back. When you went to the kitchen at this time, warning about the dinner, you returned to the boy. Ohay looked at the story, and you started sitting to him too. After half an hour, you felt the smell of finished food put the cartoon on a break.

Time to Eat, Eat and Sleep

I want to sleep!

Here must

Ohay looked unhappy at you, and you went to the dining room. Poet this time without adventure you brought Ohio into his room and put him in bed, you were going to go, as he took you back in the hand.

What is Ohio?

She was surprised to ask him.

You can sleep with me, and then I have nightmares to sleep.

You were surprised by his words, but he was not able to refuse.

Good if you wake up immediately.

and go!The!

The boy was pleased. Leaving next to him you clearly realized that his bed was more soft. Good for life to him. You wanted to turn to him with the back, so that it would be more convenient to lie but the boy has already scratched, and straight on your hand… Something, but you’re surprised how quickly he gets asleep… Looking at the peaceful face of the boy, you’ve been kissed. Still, he is beautiful and cute, interesting,and he was in a relationship?And why do you worry about it?Banal interest.

You began to fall asleep, and you fell into the world of graces. You were awakened in the night, and when you were unable to wake up, you were pushed by Ogay.

Mm is?

Sleeping looking at him, including the night.

I have a nightmare, I am afraid.

The boy spoke a compressed coat.What's good that you slept under different. You broke your hands, so that he would take you, and when you were sitting more comfortable you began to lay him on the back, calming him.

Don't survive, it's just a foolish dream, I'm next to you I'll protect you.

But I have to protect you!

He said angry.

But while you are in danger, I have to help you so that you don’t survive.

The Ugo.

The boy went down, and pressing to you, he began to fall asleep.When you realized that you had to sleep so, you turned off the nightroom, and covered you with a cover, you also began to fall asleep.

Day 3

You woke up, and carefully out of the cover leaving the boy there. You washed and ordered breakfast at the chef.I went to wake up Rintaro.

T: Get up and get up

The MG…

In response, the boy turned and continued to sleep, you decided not to give up.

T: I go up.

You put the cover with him. Ohai opened his sleeping eyes, and he turned them to you.

M: Well, it can be a little more.

I don’t give it. – I give it.

M is…

The Zea boy stood up and went to the bathroom, after leaving it you went to the dining room, where you were already waiting for breakfast. You both started to eat.

T: This time you eat calmly.

M: MGH

Then the boy answered the food. After breakfast, you left the dish and went back to the room with the boys. Suddenly Kaguya comes to you.

A: One of the guards calls you, can you get?

Asked the girl, despite your back, Ohio who played in something and watched the cartoon at the same time.

T: It is completely! Only a second

The mountain climbed and went away from the field of sight. The girl came to the sea.

I’ll go while you’re playing.

M: I want you with me!The!

I’m fast, so that you sit here.

M is no!I am with you!

The girl began to go as the boy followed her.Well, let it go, the principle does not stop. When you came to the corridors you noticed your old friend, who also worked in the mafia. You were surprised when you saw that he was placed here, but immediately fled with a smile on your face.

Oh, I haven’t seen you here before!Have you put something here?

by I/D

I: So, just before that I got a lot of papers from me… Even if I get loans with mortgage.

Q: What do you do with it?The?

I: Everything goes on its way, and why have you not written to me so long?

T: Uff..Now work I was overwhelmed on my head, and now count mini vacation

I see you got well here.

T: T and T! I want to play, go away!

She wrecked the guy's good look, and pulling the girl behind her arms she unfavourably breathed.

Good luck, good luck, good luck, good luck.

You need her too, as I will see. - Before you meet! - The guy went away, and Ogay took you to the courtyard.

T: You don't call me like this.

I don’t like that guy!! He is bad.

The girl was sitting on the shorts, throwing the boy's macho.

T: You think he’s really good.

A girl smiled and said. The boy just turned his lips. But when he noticed the cattle, he immediately fled to her, and you followed him.After an hour, you sat on the grass, and the boy fell on the bowl, and laid out of her toys. You were immersed in your thoughts.As suddenly the voice of the boy shakes her from the thought. Who fled to her.

M: I want to be!When will we go?

T: Well, now I look like and it will be in an hour, will you suffer?

M : to go!The!

The boy came near, and T. went up to cook. And when you ordered at 13:50, when you forgot the lunch with the boy, when the cook went to the kitchen, you returned to the boy again. He walked on the grass.When he saw T. and he immediately stood up, and it was clear that he had already managed to do so.

T: Go and we'll dress up, and then you're all the puzzles, together and the bath.

M: I am so good!The!

Mori sat on the grass in the lotus position, apparently showing his rebellion. The girl approached him and sat on the shorts, despite his eyes.

Q: Go, you’ll take a bath and dress up, and in exchange with me before lunch chocolate?

The girl stretched her hand, the boy's eyes burned and he immediately grew her, and we said the deal.

I agree with Princess T.I.The!

Mary stood up, and I followed him. After Ogay smiled and T. and helped him pick up clothes, they went down to the dining room at the time, and sitting and eating the guy asked the question.

Who was that guy? you meet him?

With sadness, Mori said, taking the meal, he surprised you a little and at the same time disturbed his question.

Q: My friend, what are you interested in?

The girl asked him to mix the content in the plate.

A: So interesting, but it is still worse than me!

I don’t know, but you eat better.

Morry swallowed his lips offensive, he began to eat. After the meal you took the dish and went with Ohio to the hall.When you included some cartoon you began to watch it. At the time was 18:10, Mori, swallowed T. and didn’t wake him up and sat in the phone by putting a cartoon on a break. Kaguya came to you.

K: You are called I/D

Oh, thank you Kagu!The girl said, until the mountain silence dropped and went away. The girl walks to a re-staying man.

Q: No longer a little?

 The guy said irritation looking at you behind the back.

Noah, he is sleeping.

You’ve begun to bite, you’ve been sick for half an hour so exactly.How you suddenly feel that you’re driven behind your arms.

M: Princess T, I want to sleep, go to sleep.

He said the guy looking at the guy, apparently not a good look, the girl wrapped him on the shell and looked at him.

OK, I will put you.

M is no!I want you to sleep with me again, I don't want nightmares.

Success then T.I.

It is cool I.D.

The man went away.You went with the boy to the bedroom and put him next to you you slept.This night no one woke you up.

Day 4

So she woke up and went to wash, as a phone call is spread, taking the tube, she hears the familiar voice of one hat.

C: Hello, how do you live?

Q: It’s all about oil, and how do you do it?

Q: Well, so I'm calling you on the case, generally soon I'm going to go up and take up, Ohya we could find how to get the boss back.

T: Oh, I'm glad that it's so fast, now it's all ready!The!

I’ll be in 10 minutes, wait.

T: I am waiting

When you dropped the tube you went to wake up Ohio.

T: Stay up, they will soon follow you.

Mary opened her eyes and sat down to bed.

Q: Are you a snake?

The boy spoke sleepy, washing his eyes.

T: You are alone, don't survive it's okay soon.

Showing the class to the boy, he got up from bed and hugged the girl.

A: I will miss you.

T: I am also in this version.

The boy smiled and went to wash. After bringing him in order, you gave him to Qui.

C: Thank you, taxi will come soon and I hope you have collected things. 

I didn’t understand them specifically.

Q: Can there be a little more?I liked playing with T.I.

No, now we will come and return your former boss.

Mori swallowed his lips, and you just smiled and dropped it on your head.

Q: What luck you have there!

C: Thank you and you come.

Sitting in the car, Chuya said.Then you gathered your stuff and went out to a taxi, and went home again.When you came home tired you thrown the bag into the corner of the room and left to sleep in your not so expensive bed, but such a home bed.

I woke up the alarm to work. You with no strong desire awakened and turned it off. What to say to get to work, first of all, that you didn’t want, but how to move you should. Get up from bed and go to wash and gather, you dress like always a black shirt, black pants, white shoes.  After leaving the apartment and walking, you decided to walk. The last four days did not come out of your head, like mixed feelings, come back the boss, and again the past life, and like you miss the little boss, like you and the kids don’t like, but here is how he little looked, childhood innocence, so you thought.  

A few hours later.

You came back after the task, you went to your office to start filling the reports about this mission, but you didn’t think that you’d kill your white shoes, that you won’t lose, just whitening and the oxygen from the top crushing 5 times. But it looked like it should be so, who knew that people would not want to negotiate peacefully. Going to the office and sitting on a chair, you were crying. “Whoever has brought you, has passed into your thoughts.

T: enter

She said she was more comfortable sitting. In the office comes Gine, and you immediately wake up.

Oh, hello to Gino!

Hello T.I.

You and Gine don’t have a bad relationship, even consider the best friends. 

Q: Sitting, let’s tell you what you have done in the last few days?

The girl says, already opening the rubber, there you always had a good expensive alcohol, and suddenly, what? Gin stopped you.

I am here on the matter, but we can meet later.

T: Oh yeah, it means we’re going to agree.Tell what there is to be

Then he closed the bubble again, turning his eyes to Gine.

The boss called you, he told you not to delay.

T: Then I'll go, good day Gine

G: You too.

She left her office with Gine and went to the boss's office. By sure walking into the office of Ohio, the girl saw how he was filling something. As he came a little closer, the man turned his attention.

Oh yeah, I am glad to see you.

T: I also say you, especially in the previous state.

Mori stood up and approached you, you took your hands on your back looking at him, you had a lot of assumptions, why he called you.

Q: Do you not tell me what I was doing and what was with me when I was a child?

I thought a little about the days spent with him in my head.

Nothing special, count the usual routine with a small child in a rich life at home.

Nothing special, Princess?

Here the girl was confused and trying to show her that the norm did not decide to silence.

Q: Do you remember it all?

I asked T.I, with a surprise looking at the boss. He took her hand and kissed her back side of her arm.

M: As from nightmares helped I.D, everything was great.

He said Mary took both hands of the girl. That is, she became even stronger, but she didn’t plan to turn, not counting herself a loss, in this disturbing situation in which she initially lost.

My dear princess. I have long wanted to acknowledge you in my feelings, but I have not decided to think that it’s past year, but having lived the childhood joy I’ve lived with you, I realized that I can’t be without your promises. You are like a fresh air throat in my black and criminal life. So let us share our love in two and be happy in two. I can allow you everything that a simple medium-static guy in Yokohama cannot. You make me feel blessed, I know the essence of the world. Are you ready to go with me to the happiness of love?

From such a speech, the girl got out of speech, she didn’t know what to answer, everything was mixed in her head.But after a few seconds of silence, the girl decided to answer.

T: Oh, dear, Mary, I have to understand everything and put it in my head, and while I have everything up to the bottom… Give me time until tomorrow, and I will answer your question.

The girl's hands dropped down, and again sinking to her place.

M: I will wait tomorrow at my office at 19:20, without delay.

The girl quickly drove away from the office. Everything in the thoughts was up to the bottom, and there was no healthy thought. After returning to your office, you quickly wrote the last report and returned home. 

It was as if you fell down to your bed at home. Sitting on the back, the girl looked at the roof.

Q: What to answer?

After an hour.

You prepared your dinner, everything in your head was interrupted, you spoke yourself, bringing thoughts into the flow, preparing.

T: He’s scared of a lot, but I swear to myself that he doesn’t like me… How can it be my fate?

After that, the girl didn’t break the word to herself preparing dinner, putting herself the beginning of eating.Not under the youtube, series or movie. 

The next day

It was at 19.10. You slowly go to the office.You didn’t want to say what you wanted.But you don’t get away from the cruel reality. After coming to the office and hearing a favourable response, T. went. 

Mrs. T. I was waiting for you.

So, coming to the boss, uncertain first, but after becoming more confident, the girl looked at the red as blood eyes, and began to speak.

T: I’ve been discussing your words for a long time, there were doubts and no, but a common verdict came out.

The girl caught up removing her hands for her back making her more confident look.

T: I decided everything for myself, unfortunately your feelings are not mutual boss. No matter how you would try, but this is my firm and accurate verdict.

Ogay looked at the girl and slept to her ear.

Are you confident, Miley?

Speaking with a scream, burning the cold ear of the girl, the man said.

T: Yes

Trying to raise the voice, the girl answered.

A: I’m all just getting mutuality T.F.T. and you can be free.

T: Thank you very much.

The voice of the traitor dropped the girl away from the office. This is what the end she has chosen for herself, but is it true?She doesn’t know, but to change what it’s too late.

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Reblogging a part 3 here now that I've had some time to think about Jack Slash.

The thing about Jack Slash is that his goal is very poorly defined (or maybe I'm stupid). In my reading of canon (and I'd very much appreciate messages or replies to this post discussing Jack's motives and goals) he seems to want to be at the forefront of the public discourse on capes. He wants to be the Boogeyman that everyone worries about and thinks about. He wants every Cape out there, villain or hero, to feel the threat of his hand on their shoulder. He wants to take the Slaughterhouse 9 from being King's personal goon squad, or harem of murderers, and turn them into a cultural impact that will last for generations. I struggled with this as a reading for a while, and I often thought I just didn't get it.

Except, what if the point is that he's already done it?

The Slaughterhouse 9 are collectively a S-Class threat. Automatic kill orders for any member who joins up, like Burnscar (who is actually a fairly standard cape, all things considered). The willing members, like Crawler, Mannequin, Shatterbird and Cherish, are all unable to engage with cape culture as it exists in the cops and robbers dynamic. Bonesaw was converted, we don't know enough about Hatchet Face, except a pathological hatred of capes (no wonder, considering his power) and The Siberian who was probably invited personally by Jack, no trials needed. All of them exist in defiance of the clean idea of cartoon violence that the parahuman community engages in to keep the status quo somewhat stable.

So long as the S9 exist, there's a very real sense that your peaceful American suburbia or quiet rural town could suddenly be painted in gore.

But here's the kick, if Jack Slash wanted the S9 to be infamous, it's already done. Jack will live in the North American consciousness and in the parahuman community long, long after he is dead. So why is he Slaanesh's champion?

Because he's getting older.

Because it's the same old thing over and over.

Once the mystery of the Siberian was resolved, she stopped being interesting. I suspect Broadcast kept Jack from looking too closely at Manton precisely because if Jack knew about Manton, he'd rank Manton's safety lower, and the Siberian would eventually be caught out, die, and Jack (and Broadcast) would lose access to her invulnerability. Subconsciously, even without Broadcast, Jack knows he personally can't swing with the heavy hitters. Deep down he knows he shouldn't be getting away with any of this. But he's getting older. Bonesaw can't keep him young forever. Eventually she's going to grow up too, and the fairy tale will eventually end.

But Jack doesn't want anything to end. He wants to stay on top forever. There's a clear comparison to be made between King and Jack. Jack eventually comes to mirror him in every aspect. I feel that, by becoming Slaanesh's unwitting champion (which is very true to his character, the idea that something much larger than him is going to be his sugar daddy) he starts to get anything and everything he's ever wanted.

He gets younger, spry, sexy. He starts to indulge. I'll avoid listing his specific crimes, because that would be less effective than the imagination and I'd really rather not discuss things that require content warnings, except that he starts to emulate King more and more. There suddenly becomes no limit to his depravity. People, and parahumans, stop being puzzles and riddles for Jack, and they simply become things he can enjoy himself with.

I'd say he starts losing control over the Nine. Shatterbird starts to see how little he cares for the 'traditions' they established, and soon enough she's splintering off to make her own brand of the S9 and probably drags Burnscar into her camp. They're never as successful as the S9 were, without Jack and Broadcast, but they're still considered S-Class material. Hatchet Face might see everything he hates in capes suddenly come to the front with Jack. Maybe he tries to kill him, and loses, and that becomes the first in a line of betrayals and abandonment that leads to the S9 splintering. Crawler and Mannequin could both leave once it becomes clear that Jack isn't going to pursue their own specific interests.

I can't see Bonesaw and the Siberian separating, but I can't see Jack letting Bonesaw go with his newfound appreciation for 'art'. It becomes like the initial days with Bonesaw. Her anxiety and fear ramping back up, because he's pushing her more and more for new and exciting things. He's refusing to use her pain blockers now. Her mood spirals downwards because she's no longer doing enough to keep him entertained. The Siberian and Jack are sharing meals now, but Manton is increasingly being forced forward as the horrors kick him back into his own mind. He needs to get Bonesaw out of there. And Cherish gets one whiff of this gang and decides she can go to Mexico and learn Spanish (her power makes that easier!) instead of trying to join up since it's brewing into a Heartbreaker situation on steroids.

Maybe they don't all get away before he starts going off the deep end, but eventually his new version of the S9 would be populated by OCs that fit the new theme. It becomes more like a meatgrinder, chewing up recruits. He starts to have daemons joining in. I imagine a lot of similarities between Jack and Sigvald, his new warband growing with all kinds of fans and villains. He becomes a combination of pop idol and serial killer. I might have to think about this a bit more, but I feel like you're all getting what I'm trying to put down here. He follows in King's ideological footsteps in canon, so with Slaanesh we just keep going along that track, only faster and harder than King ever could accomplish.

This analysis might be weaker than the others, but nobody else really springs to mind in Worm who could be Slaanesh's champion.

Stay tuned for part 4, Taylor and her wacky adventures with Tzeentch.

So, warhammer fantasy? Plus Worm. Lets brainstorm a bit. A non-exhaustive list of who would become champions of chaos, or be chosen by the chaos gods to become their heralds, in no particular chronological order.

Khorne: The Butcher XIV aka Quarrel.

I can see The Butcher turning rabid one awful night. Howling about an infinite ocean of blood. Slaughtering the unpowered members of the Teeth. Killing those who try to reason with her. Infecting others with her madness somehow. Most of the Teeth capes flee north to Boston and Spree's clique when they're told to run by those Teeth that were there for the slaughter. Of those that were present, maybe half maybe more, flee to the New York Protectorate, begging refuge, begging Legend to kill The Butcher before she breaks free, something like that. Incoherent babbling about how she's slathered herself in blood and is killing indiscriminately - Villains, Heroes and civilians alike - piling the skulls of those she beheads in one spot and sits upon it like a gory throne. The Teeth are reforged in The Butcher's charnel house, quenched in blood. The World Eaters. She aspires to wash the entire east coast in blood, a massive sacrifice that will bring daemons through in their millions, and she'll begin in the largest city in north america.

Nurgle: Nilbog aka The Goblin King aka James Rinke.

A particularly terrible winter's night, cold and frigid in Ellisburg, NY, James is holding one of his favourite creations, Polka III, as she dies from disease. He's trying to tell a bedtime story to the rest of the creatures, all sharing their body warmth as best they can, but the cold is making his puppet shiver and he's constantly interupted by a cough that rattles his ribs and won't go away no matter how much he clears his throat. He's in tears over the sorry state of his garden. A like-minded figure sympathizes with his plight. He begs the empty air for something to save them. Something comes. The acrid, infertile land around Ellisburg, stripped of nutrients to create his fantasy creatures suddenly begins to spring to life all around him. Strange and fantastic new fruits and berries curl out of the ground. Caramel-sweet rivers start to form. Everything is verdant and green and hot wherever he walks. His cough doesn't seem to go away, but it doesn't bother him much anymore. Polka III is alive and well. And he's suddenly struck by so many new and wonderful ideas. He goes to the carcass pits and begins to create and create and create. And his Grandfather looks on with paternal joy.

Slaanesh: Jack Slash aka Jacob Black, the Slaughterhouse 9.

This might not click for some people. Personally, I think a man for whom every new terrible torment needs to be more thrilling, more horrible, more impactful than the last fits perfectly here. I'm not entirely sure how to write his first moments though. Broadcast nudges him one way, Slaanesh nudges him another. He starts to indulge more and more. A little less careful. Broadcast's balancing act starts to slip as Slaanesh's prodding throws the relationships of the Slaughterhouse 9 into new dynamics. I might have to come back to this one, but it was one of the first I thought of.

Tzeentch: Taylor Hebert

Now who else would like to see Skitter but with birds? Fucked up mutated birds. Introducing the Raven God and his new magical apprentice. I feel myself running dry here, but I think as our nominated protagonist, Tzeentch is able to lend quite a bit of weight to Taylor's character, and her eagerness to grab onto an escape from her wretched life with both hands and take it to its extremes. Though one thing I will mention is that one of Tzeentch's aspects is as a God of Hope, and that'd be fun to play with I think. Though that's an aspect of his Fantasy version, and I tend to think of the Fantasy versions of the Chaos Gods as more interesting tbh.

[gojoshooter]

Hi!! Thanks sm for your response! I'm glad you take requests since I'm such a fan of your work!

I was thinking about a scenario wherein Gojo Satoru always had the impression that reader hated his guts because they always bicker even at the pettiest of things. But one day, Satoru overhears reader gushing about having a crush on him (reader could be talking to Geto/Shoko/both etc) and they keep rambling about how much they like him and all. Meanwhile, Satoru's just 🧍‍♂️leaning by the doorframe with the biggest smug grin on his face (he actually secretly likes reader back). How it ends is entirely up to you if you'd take this request hehe

Just basically lots of fluff and the occasional comedy lol thanks so much for listening to my rambling (I just love him sm)

hi, thank you for the praise robynn! ’m so glad to know my works interest you, luv u & here's your req hc <3

Deer caught in Headlights : Gojo

Pairing : frenemy!gojo x highschool!y/n

A/N : here's another set of hcs about gojo bullying you like the jerk he is. ps. i tried to be serious

WARNINGS : gojo is a tease, but so are you

“i don't like him like that. absolutely fucking not, what the hell?” you whisper, mouth stuffed with icecream in the comfy bed of Shoko's room as Geto copied her bored expression—sitting & listening to your endless rambles on why you're not attracted to Satoru like that

seriously, they've lost the count of reasons why you gradually became a Satoru simp but oh have you

“goddammit! i hate him, i hate him and his dumb voice and his stupid muscles and his awfully attractive face! it's all on my desserts he ate to look li-... Geto, are you sleeping?”

you stop your very important discourse to give the best friend of your enemy & your thought dump a pointed look

“no, please keep talking. i only yawn when i'm super fascinated”

says him, that talk-back king of a bitch you're sure he got that from is best friend

he lies down the bed with a soft huff and if he notices Satoru’s tall presence by the door, he does nothing—nothing but a hint of evil amusement making his lips curve into a subtle smile to the thought of your pathetically obvious crush being exposed

he does nothing to stop you who's back faced the door, nothing when his best friend approached slowly with his hands inside his sweatpants as your embarrassing tirade continued

“-and Shoko, trust me. I'd have let him known about his ridiculous eyes that i dreamt last night if he wasn't such a jerk like h-”

“...what about my eyes?”

you flinch... no, no no no, fuck. even Shoko burst out at your comical whip of the head

with a stifling laugh that she tried to fight so hard, Shoko gets out along with Geto who may have wanted to stay just to watch the drama commence

“um-” you almost landed face first trying to drag your panicked little self out of bed as the slanting white brows raised at you amusingly

“mhm, and you hate these stupid muscles” “no! i mean- yes, n-”

“y/n, i expected more”

god fucking damn, what was his cursed technique? to flatter people? you pulled a passive-aggressive face in defence of your shattering pride, and begin “h-how long have you been standing there?”

Gojo answered your question with the teasing smile on his face, and he chuckled before asking with a tilt of his head to watch your reaction “correct me if i've been reading this all wrong but.... you like me”

your figure shrinks at the claim and that definitely satisfied Gojo, his breathy hum confirming it further

“mm?” he hums slowly, as if coaxing a child to admit their wrong doings “cat got your tongue y/n?” just say it, say it, say it. you breath in.

“i like you” “say that again” “...i like you”

you know he would not let you live that down even if you were to end up having kids—but fuck that, you thought, the cat's out of the bag anyway.

“dunno i had such a weird taste in men but i just really enjoy spending my time with you and you've really become someone special to me and-”

“don't even tell me, i already know. i just needed to get that out.” he knows he shouldn't be mean, not when he feels the same about you, but can he help his obsession with your flustered red mess of a face?

you know he's trying too hard to tease you. cruel fucking bastard. “wait until i kill you”

“yeah?~ what're you trying here? to make this seem like a lovers' quarrel?” he chuckles, prolly wants to redden your puffy cheeks a little more before giving in.

“i'll punch that smirk off your face, Satoru!” “try me, i dont need to try getting you on your knees before me”

“oh, do you think of that image a lot?” you say lifting an eyebrow, perfect chance to make him taste his own medicine.

oh. Gojo blushed.

“w-well, what i think is... maybe our feelings are mutual” says after clearing his throat as he slowly regains his composure. “i have this weird feeling when i'm with you, can't explain it, but it's a good feeling...”

your usual instinct of fighting began to fade at his words as both of you stood in middle of the room in an awkward state, trying to fight the urge to smile

“hah, can't believe i never noticed it before, but you're kinda hot when you're angry. maybe that's why i loved pissing you off”

yes, that's when Gojo managed to break your last straw and make you blush at the same time “well then, take this!” his infinity stopped your little punch

“meanie!” he chuckles again, holding your fist softly

“okay little baby, no sulking. if a punch makes you feel better you can punch me. lightly.” he said in his silvery voice as he turned his infinity off, kissing you nice and soft...

(you ignored his last word)

A/N : i hope people this is one ^-^ i personally enjoyed this heheskks likes & reblogs are appreciated! ♡

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Maria Elena Rios' official statement.

Disclaimer: Google translate is not always accurate.

Mexico City on June 15, 2023.

RELEASE

In my position as a woman and defender of human rights, I have made it clear and they have been able to testify that my person is based on solid principles such as consistency, truth and frankness.

Living in a country where we still have the need to continue changing the laws for a system that does not protect

to women and knowing that while we fight for this, at any moment male privilege can swallow us, is not easy. Despite all this, over the years I have built a voice and I am not going to allow a cowardly statement to try to reduce the violence that Tenoch exerted and continues to exert towards me for continuing to evade

your responsibility.

The statement that Tenoch made on his official Instagram account on June 12, 2023, shows the traditional and typical intimidation techniques of an aggressor and that come from the structures founded from the patriarchy.

Women who find ourselves in a vulnerable emotional process, when having contact with a narcissistic abuser, are dragged into a dynamic where the fear of mockery of our privacy stops us from donating.

The consensual acts at the beginning do not determine that they continue to be consensual all the time because removing the condom without warning IS A CRIME of sexual assault and in English it is known as stealthing.

After my public complaint, several colleagues approached me to share their stories and

unfortunately it is a Modus Operandi that Tenoch has exercised in a normal way for years and that

consists in:

Look for emotionally vulnerable women. Make her feel admired (you are a woman, you are pretty, you are intelligent, I admire you a lot, i have always dreamed of having a girlfriend like you, etc).

Fall in love with them

Earn their trust.

Use them as a sexual trophy.

Abruptly stop communicating and disappear.

Sometimes he goes back to look for her but only to have sex.

Disengage and not take emotional responsibility to later victimize yourself, if necessary.

They seek to clarify things.

This is preceded by a SECT, which apparently functions as a Collective, but which has appropriated an anti-racist discourse to gather a capital of followers and obtain personal ends named Poder Prieto, which protects it and will continue to do so because they are the The only people who can support him in his statements. Within the same group, women members, upon learning of my situation, told me things like:

"That's right, he's very stupid but he's trying to deconstruct himself, I'm sure," one of the actresses who founded it acknowledged before me.

-I listen to you and I listen to myself, I also went through the same thing but it did not affect me so much because I did not fall in love and I understood that it was a lie. Mana, it's that you were the new one in the group, let's say that you had to go through it mana and what he did to you is not cool but well, I'm just starting acting: Tenoch and Maya can recommend me-, another young actress confessed.

The same ones who turned their backs on me and attacked me to defend him.

How to denounce in a Mexican Judicial System if 94.8% of the complaints remain unpunished?

I am a survivor of an attempted femicide with 98% pure sulfuric acid, one of the most extreme towards a woman, after trying to reintegrate myself into society, I personally met Tenoch in December 2021 in a forum of "The first Prieto Festival but it was not until March 30, 2022 when

During a trip to Felipe Carrillo Puerto for a meeting of groups for human rights, we traveled together with other colleagues representing Poder Prieto. He courted me constantly and indeed, his friends from Poder Prieto are witnesses of that but they are not witnesses the intimate relationship I had with him.

During that whole week, I believed in all the nice things he said to me and I fell. I fell in love and it does not give me Shame because everyone gives what they have.

The statement that Tenoch issued tries to make me look like a scorned woman. It took me a lot of work to assimilate and process all these emotions but this does not mean what he wants to imply.

"What a coincidence that until now you say it" "Complaint in the Prosecutor's Office" "You want fame"

"You want money".

Tenoch, in order to victimize himself and confuse me, exerted and continues to exert Gaslighting on me (a pattern of emotional abuse in which the victim is manipulated into doubting their own perception, judgment or memory) and Pity Play (an attitude used by the abuser to distort the true story and appear as the damaged party and thus blame the other party) where the effect of "the flying monkey" arose, a term used in psychology to refer to who helps the aggressor to attack the victim and make her feel guilty. That They did it to me and I have proof of it, that is, all the violence that members of Poder Prieto exercised towards me to protect Tenoch and it is because of this situation that months later led me to leave that group.

In a despicable way, Tenoch tries to intimidate me by hinting that he hired a legal team to initiate the corresponding actions and protect his reputation. The civil route reconciles the parties and unfortunately the violence that I received and continue to receive from you, in Mexico is still not recognized and much less legislated as in other countries.

Psychopathic abuse is a characteristic that whiteness has against racialized people and Tenoch together with members of Poder Prieto, with the appropriation of anti-racist speeches, have exercised it with me and with other people.

Dare to talk about this situation is not easy and Tenoch with the intention of detracting from my statement and legitimate truth, with his lies he has generated hatred and puts himself in danger, since I have received threats to burn myself with acid from fans of the characters he has interpreted in the audiovisual medium. I tell them that I don't want money or fame. All I want is for this violence to stop and to be able to live in peace. The first step is to raise your voice to name them and put a stop to them.

I remind you that nothing justifies threatening, violating and intimidating women for raising their voices. The character is one thing and the person who plays him is another, and being dark-skinned never exonerates you from being a violator who abuses his power.

Companions, don't feel guilty if you also went through this situation with him or with other men. Unfortunately it's part of a shady system. Today we have to make it visible so that tomorrow it stops being an unpleasant reality.

Always firm, always strong because we are women and fear is behind us.

My immediate thoughts:

In my opinion the only situation that could be punishable by law would be the possible "stealthing". But that would be hard to prove.

Everything else is asshole behavior or fuckboy behavior but not a criminal offense.

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People mentioned the likes thing cause people were making up their own theories about him based on some stupid likes, that's why! They just wanted you guys to see how it literally means nothing cause she doesn't do it either and you all jumped to conclusions and called it an attack. I don't understand why for some of you calling out homophobia within this fandom means they're watering down racism when, in this case, have no correlation. You can have your own opinions of course but there's no need to overlook this issue. Also, nobody here defended the other cast members cause everybody knows but ok.

For me, it's not normal to be shady towards Simone to defend the white costar and pointing this out doesn't mean watering down the problem of homophobia. I have to be honest the exact opposite happens here a lot. I saw people cry about Simone never liking his posts when there is no need to drag her into it and I saw people dismiss what happened last year as "crazy conspiracy theories". That's disgusting and proves that when you're white and pretty people are always going to have your back and be ready to drag the woc into discourse. You all know what you did when you decided to point out she never likes his posts, stop lying :)