#teenage frustation

[elsewhore]

staring at the computer screen, like

trying to find the purpose of life

[celibibratty]

sometimes I wonder what will be about my life?.....i don't mean in a very melancholic way, it's just it seems like mom and dad are really going to divorce/go to separate ways, i kinda not caring much about that anymore, do what they want, will just be...weird(idk why i found weird, in nowadays world have divorced parents is the most normal thing),..... I have afraid if they date other people, dad i doubt a bit i hope he be like his brothers(most of them are single) hope he doesn't get too...miserable, I don't know, dad it's kinda dumb, i worry a bit, i don't trust him being alone(specially cuz of his....mental problem, well, that's will be his responsability), but mom?, ugh, please don't, ugh, what if be one of those roleplay people that she Interact with?,........., (sigh), i focusing on my goals, my/our plan to the next year is to find a random job and save money to do some superior art classes and we are two, so, more money i guess( I accept anything that doesn't involve math and leaving late)

[kanene-yaaay-o-retorno]

bleh

[norman-fucking-reedus]

Oh nothing just thinking about how extremely sexually frustated and pent up season 2 Daryl gets and how he gets to release all that by taking you into his tent and fucking himself totally stupid

He’s just so angry and frustrated with himself, with the world. He doesn’t wanna think. He wants to forget. You’re so soft, so warm, he’s addicted to your body, the way it makes his body feel, the way he makes yours feel, it does something unreal to him.

Daryl’s rough but because he needs you so bad, he’s rough because he simply cannot get enough, and his greedy hands try to grab onto to more. Fuck, your body turns him on so much to the point he wanted to get completely nude himself, pressing your skin against his. Your hands never touched his scars, it made him feel safe.

It was like therapy for him, shyly dragging you away from the group into his little tent for a hot and needy make out session, tearing off your clothes like teenagers who had just discovered how magical sex could feel. He’d be so obviously hungry in the way he sloppily kissed you, his hands pinning you down onto the makeshift mattress so he can drag his wet lips across your jaw, licking the underside and sucking his way down your throat. He gropes your fatty hips, squeezes your thick thighs and runs his hands up the sides of your smooth waist, fondling your soft tits before shamelessly popping one into his mouth.

Daryl didn’t know the first thing when it came down to pleasing a woman, Merle always telling him how he just “fucks ‘em ‘nd goes” and “doesn’t bother with all tha’ extras” but Daryl didn’t understand what that meant. To him, sex was sex. You needed two people to have sex, that was two bodies you needed to please.

Daryl’s thrusts were messy and sometimes he needed you to talk him through it, tell him how good he was truly making you feel and how he could do even better. It was all that he needed, your voice filling his ears and completely drowning out any others. You filled all five of his senses, touch being the most overwhelming one. He needed to fuck until he just couldn’t anymore, whimpering into your chest as his hips stutter, cock twitching as he cums. But Daryl doesn’t pull out, no, he keeps going, fucking himself through his orgasm till his cock is sensitive and aching.

By the end, you’re both a complete mess, Daryl’s release oozing out of you and sticky where it had started to smear against your inner thigh, wetly smacking against his hip. Daryl simply wants to press himself against you after sex, peppering soft but firm kisses onto your sweaty face. He practically kissed you with both his nose and lips, bumping his face into yours. It made you smile, because it was like his own unique way of telling you ‘I love you’ without actually saying it, and he didn’t need to, never needed to. His body spoke loud enough for him.

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[ruwriteshours]

HIT THE BLOCK! SERIES

status: ongoing

summary: It seems as if the group can't catch a break; from having those five seconds of fame, to illegal money lendings to financial issues and now... they're studio is destroyed! Someone is out to get them and they're going to make sure that they'll get those bastards, along with making a name for themselves again... by signing a contract to become ballet teachers? Oh boy, how they've officially lost it.

or in other words..

a group of unprofessional dancers tries to manage a ballet class... who would've thought that it will somehow backfires?

➢ pairing: nct 127! x fem! reader(s)

(each member would have their own love interest so it's not poly)

➢ genre: street dance AU, crack, fluff, cheating, slight angst, toxic friendships, alcohol, swearing, smut (MINORS DNI)

inspired from the movie 'street dance' but VERY loosely based on it.

THE OPENING:

Life always had its ups and downs. It took Lee Taeyong through hell for him to understand. He was reckless and frankly, impulsive. He often thought things ideally, not thinking of the consequences. Afterall, he was only a teenage boy looking for a dream. Moving out when he was barely the legal age, ready to make those dreams come through. Little did he know, that he would make one of the most life-changing decision when he decided to audition to one of the most shittiest companies known to man-kind. Partly an exaggeration, but he would be lying if he said he liked being there.

Moon Taeil had dealt with hard decisions in his life. Leaving university to pursue his passion, not knowing if it would backfire on him.

Newsflash: It totally did!

But he was no quitter, an obstacle perhaps. Taeil tries to be a positive thinker. Practically having his life fall apart, from catching his cheating girlfriend, to blindly following Taeyong in a path to their new journey; consist of illegal gambling, unnecessary fights and late night smoking sessions. But hey, it was better than that shithole. Those nights where he would drink away into total abyss, forgetting about his shitty ex. Indeed, he is no quitter!

Years and years had passed by, Johnny Suh watched people come and go. Those eight years of experience taught him a valueable lesson. People are only temporary and he was not gonna take the chance to warm up to anyone anymore. He was officially done with that shit. You'd think those eight years would've given him some patience but Johnny is having none of it. Of course, it's no suprise for the hot-headed man to not hesitate to curse out his instructor before walking off, following suit with a group of people who share the same frustation: FUCK THIS!

In contrary, Kim Doyoung was the complete opposite. A little too patient for his liking, he hated that he held in most of his emotions. His pride was stronger though, more determined to prove those fuckers that he can take their mistreatment. Even when Johnny had practically forced him to stand up to himself, he refused to stoop low. Well, guess we'll see how tolerable he can get before it all blows up. And it's gonna be hell when it gets to that point.

Did I mention that he was a patient man?

Yuta Nakamoto has always had a flirty exterior. That was when he wanted something he knew he could get. Deep down, he was a master manipulator (of course, for a good cause). He knows his charms and it doesn't hurt to have a little fun with it. It becomes a little too tiring when it becomes easy, Yuta wasn't one to favour something being handed to him in a silver spoon. He wants to fight for it. He wants to have that taste of glory and satisfaction to a challenge. He is a hardworker, if you'd ask me.

Studying abroad, Jung Jaehyun wonders if he had made the right choice. He is a handsome man and a handsome man can make someone disregard their intelligence. He really did wonder if becoming a dancer would strip away his self-worth. The company practically set him up to be this hunky dude with no brains. Girls fawning and drooling on the floor over him. He hated that his job scope included fan service: AND HE'S NOT EVEN AN IDOL. Maybe one day, he'll show them that he is way more than his looks.

Dong Sicheng is hated by all. It's funny considering that it's not like he wanted to be here in the first place. In fact, that thought never crossed his mind until his friend encouraged him to, telling him he needed to let loose for once. He was semi-glad that his friend had pushed him into this path, but he wasn't so sure if he actually wanted it. Barely given the chance for the try-outs and yet was accepted pretty quickly. Maybe that's why he had so many issues with his steps, maybe then, he wouldn't have to deal with the constant insults thrown his way. Oh well, guess he'll have to try harder next time!

Kim Jungwoo was set up to fail. Or so he thinks. He's quite a pessimistic though, it might come as a shock considering his bubbly personality. A replacement, is what he felt. That small chance of recognition is purely by luck and it was very evident from the way everyone seemed to have these look of envy in their eyes. Even when he felt that shred of success, everyone seems to claw it all up and tear it down, giving him nothing but disappointment. Maybe he is a failure, afterall.

Fame comes in easy for some people, Mark Lee is one of those people. The people where other people think that they don't work hard for their position. When in reality, people like Mark are pouring their blood, sweat and tears for it. But in human's selfish nature, they always assume the worst of others. Mark Lee was never an exception and he had to live down to it. Fuck the fact he moved all across states to come here, fuck the fact that he spent nine hours training which, mind you: when he was only sixteen and fuck the fact that he had been hospitalised for weeks because of it. Who cares?

And last but not least, Lee Donghyuck—though would recommend to call him Haechan, youngest of them all. The mood-maker, they say. The jokester is what people think of him. It's not like he minded, until it became too much. He hated that people never took him seriously because of that. Even when he shifted his entire personality, everyone would crack a smile and told him to stop being a wimp. He was more than that too, you know. Well, at least his friends took him seriously and that was enough for him.

No thanks to the company, the group managed to uphold a greater offer for themselves than that shithole ever will. But they couldn't take the full credit, at least the shitty building did something right by bringing them together in the first place. The only thing they did right.

chapter i.

more chapters coming soon...

©ruwriteshours

[quitealotofsodapop]

Mihou: I don't wanna ruin our friendship! I mean a lot happened *mumbles*possession*mumbles* between us!

Plum: I mean, you don't have to treat him differently. Both of you are used to showing affection towards each other you don't need to change it.

((I imagine that peachbuds confession will just be like "You're into me" scene from the 2017 Jumanji movie. Except it's kiss to the cheek since Mihou might faint from overjoy.))

Plum just keeps finding Mihou listening to "Jenny" by Studio Killers in the dark and is like "oh dude, deja vu."

Meanwhile with the SWKs;

Shihou: "What does love feel like?" Peach, eating: "Feels like you wanna sit on the beach and eat fruit together forever." Smokey, dramatically: "That your very heart has been stolen from you and you hesistate to retrieve it." Dasheng, chuckling: "Like you would walk into Diyu just to see them smile." Ace: "Like you would die for them. Kill for them. Either way what bliss." Starfruit: "They can make you feel the best and worst things like UGH!!" *frustated loud groan* Cherry, tail curled into a heart: "Like you wanna burn heaven together while smooching." *giggles and kicks feet in air* Sugar: "When the thought of being two and us makes you smile!" Shihou, face red and determined: "I feel all those things about Mihou!!" *gets kinda sad* "But I don't think he feels the same way." All the SWKs who've seen Peachbuds interact: "Odds are; HE DOES."

Most of the LEMs overhear this convo and are like "Aww!!!"

And oh gosh the actual Peachbuds confession would be so awkward and messy. They're teenagers after all.

(The Jumanji confession scene in question)

Mihou & Shihou: *about to have a dramatic kiss moment* Ginseng, interupting: "C'mon! I dont want to see that - not today. While you two were professing your love for eachother, I found the Havoc Demon's cave."

Also the comparison to Jumanji 2017 is making me think of the "Baby I Love Your Way"/Dance Fight scene but with Mihou as Martha. He sees all his alternates as these beautiful warriors, femme fatale-esque fighters, or charismatic idols, and he's feeling like "oh... I'm just me." :(

All the other LEMs disagree full-heartedly. They think Mihou has figured things out a lot better than they did at his age. A big feelings/self-esteem talk happens where the LEMs talk about aspects of themselves they don't like/praise the "flaws" the others see in themselves.

[sara-likes-things]

I'm not even mad anymore i'm just so sad i actually kinda want to cry lol Teen wolf was such a big part of my teenage years and Derek and Stiles are still my favorite characters from those years and to see how they ended up on canon it's just so infuriating, Derek more, like I was pissed back then because they would always made him suffer for no reason and always made him look incompetent and no one showed empathy to him(except Stiles) but to know this continued on the movie is just frustating, he deserved a happy ending

[lionydoorin]

Ok so I wrote a throwaway line about how Kirby has a guitar she never plays because as we know, every gay person has a guitar and/or skateboard that they don't use anymore, BUT. I realized that she was probably encouraged to pick up an instrument to help with her motor control post-attack, and now I'm thinking about Tara trying to learn guitar to get her hand strength / motor skills back given the whole hand stabbing thing

EASJHDASHDAJASKHFHGHHJJJ...........

i think since she's left-handed she could still do the chords bc when ur left handed u can reverse the guitar or whatever i don't know Words but.

if she had to necessarily use her left hand to play the chords. the way it would be so frustating for a while, because she totally could Not move her fingers correctly nor keep them pressed to the strings to make the chords actually Work without her entire left hand shaking. she'd spend hours in front of her phone trying to make things right, tears welling up in the corner of her eyes because she's just so frustrated and it adds to her whole i just want to be a normal teenager thing.

imagine if kirby Did see her trying and decided to help her. she sits next to tara on the couch, helping her with the chords and giving her guidance so she can control her own impatience and give herself the time to learn.

the first time tara can get an entire song right, no matter how shaky her hand and how much it took her to move her fingers like she wanted to, she opens the biggest, cutest smile and hugs her tight, whispering thank you a thousand times.

and kirby is hugging her back, also smiling wide, mumbling a "good job, kiddo" on her shoulder.

[hiddencarpet]

1k follows!! Thank you everyone for staying here with me!❤️

I'm going to post an art raffle in upcoming days. ^^

I'd like to say something tho, as a word of advice for beginning online artists. This is going to sound pessimistic, but honestly i think more people should be mentioning it, even if someone could've thought that i should keep this post happy go lucky. If you aren't interested then please just scroll further on.

I have this blog since 2017, it's been over 6 years.

There always have been a lot of "how to get over 1k follows in a year" tips online. Even prior Tiktok there were lot of them popularity chasing tips. I'm not interested in having Tiktok or doing videos rn but it's not the point here.

I have been posting my art every 4-12 days with some breaks for about 3 years, (which i wouldn't be able to do without me developing a specific style, queueing posts and keeping artworks for months to myself to do finishing touches, and ofc having enough time for it). I Regularly posted art, even lot of fanart for some more popular fandoms. It did Not take 1 year, but 6, and i don't even know how many of my followers are still active.

Thing is, these popularity tips might help but don't have to. And in most cases they won't lead you to have 1k follows in a single year, but instead might lead you to a burnout, frustation, or injury if you aren't careful.

I'm into a theory that to get popular online most artists or youtubers needs around 10 years, often with lot of work. Sometimes 20. And sometimes popularity just never happens. People who get popular quickly are a minority. Maybe 1 of 50 gets there fast, maybe 1 in 100. A lot depends on luck, (sometimes regardless idea, topic or skill, though obviously those can help a lot. I wouldn't have 1k follows now if i hadn't helped my luck after all :). Sometimes people gain popularity by deeply involving themself with a community, or even get popular by writing silly and serious posts, though it also Has issues. After all the more you write the more likeliness you finally write something stupid and someone might even remember it to haunt you. Things you need extra energy, personality, or behavioral instincts for when you might not really have it.

And it's not like starting at an earlier age might always help you. I've been posting my art online even as a minor though it's not really there anymore. And i'm actually glad it never kicked off. The amount of stories on artist teenagers getting into awful situations or causing awful situations to themself because of their popularity and young age still quite haunts me. Sometimes kids are lucky and that's good for them! Personally I know i wouldn't be that lucky tho.

I guess i just want to say that, as someone who grew up a lot with popular online people saying "you too can be popular and earn money online with a little of work!", that sometimes it's best to just chill, have fun, do things without worry in your own pace and maybe look up other choices for your career rather than those related to your online presence. Especially when it's been getting worse each year and social media + AI issues will always be a little unsure, and hell knows what else might happen.

I wish i could say that things are going to go quick for me from now on, but i know it's not that likely. They might go faster but ehh, I'll just do what i'll do. It's been over 6 years. A hell of a journey :)

Meanwhile i'm glad to be there and happy and i Thank you all for your presence!!

[fabseg-reader]

I've drawn Marinette and Adrien's Opposite counterparts.

Opposite Marinette (a.k.a. M.D.C.):

-Description:

Opposite Marinette Dupain-Cheng a.k.a. M.D.C. is an orphaned teenage girl who comes at Fathom Academy of Paris where she has school fees funded by his legal tutor: Colt Fathom. She works as intern at the Hôtel de Paris. She's an ambiguous character. She's a Miraculous holder too (she doesn't own the Ladybug earrings unlike her Canon counterpart). She has the same appearance as Canon Marinette but she has a scar on the face because of a fire that burned her home and that cost her parents' life.

-Personality:

Before Marinette's parents deaths, she had the same persona than her Canon counterpart. Since the tragic event until now, even if she's respected by classmates, she's emotionless coldhearted, introverted, intimidating: A fearsome "Ice queen".

-Backstory:

In the Opposite Universe, Marinette has lost her parents in the bakery fire when she was 10-11. As the one survivor, She is taken in by the Fathom Family (and this against the agreement of his grandparents). Instead to be registred at collège Françoise Dupont, she is registred at the Fathom Academy of Paris as one of class representatives. She is the best student by excellence. Some people (like Adrien, Kagami, Fei, Luka, Cerise, Wayhem and Félix) work for helping her to retrieve happiness, faith and joy of the life.

Likes: -CLASSIFIED-*

Dislikes: people who resent pity for her, powerless status, lies, conspiracy, spying on her back, Rouge Chance, Alley Cat, negligency towards people, insecurity, fire (it's a trauma for her), rivalry.

Love interest: -CLASSIFIED-*

Opposite Adrien:

-Description:

Opposite Adrien Agreste (renamed Adrien Graham de Vanily) is a teenage boy who is Gabriel's and Émilie's son, later adopted by Colt and Amélie (meanwhile, it's Amélie who has his custody) and Félix's cousin (officially adoptive brother). He comes to Fathom Academy like Marinette/M.D.C. but (unlike to M.D.C. who is the model student) he is a dunce, a public troublemaker and a prankster that annoys too many people. He has a very bad reputation towards Parisians because of his behavior. Same appearance like his Canon counterpart expect for clothes (he sometimes changes his hairstyle too).

-Personality:

Before the loss of his parents in a plane crash, he had the same persona than his Canon counterpart. Devastated by the "accident", he's saddened. Adopted by his maternal aunt Amélie, sent at Fathom Academy by Colt but ignored by the latter, he's angered and frustated about his new life. In the present, he acts like a bad boy/delinquent just for fun. In reality, he is desperated. His actual persona reminds Félix and parts of both Chloé and Zoé from the Canon.

-Backstory:

In the Opposite Universe, Adrien has been devastated by his parents' death caused by an explosion inside the private jet. Adrien and her tutor Nathalie weren't on the plane. After the crash, Fathom family adopted the orphan with Amélie as responsible parent. However, Colt is too busy by working on commercial affairs he hasn't nearly time for his son/heir and his new "son". For attract the attention on him, he commits mischieves (prank, provocation, vandalism, outrage, theft and offence). In consequences, he is rejected, blamed and hated by almost all Parisians (both adults and children) but he acts to don't care what other people think of him (similar chilhood to Naruto Uzumaki from Naruto). Only people who are worried about him are his aunt Amélie, Félix, Kagami, Luka, Wayhem and Marinette/M.D.C. his crush.

Likes: Marinette, Rouge Chance, Félix, Kagami, Amélie and making pranks.

Dislikes: lesson givers, moralists, people who talk bad words about his deceased parents, Colt Fathom, Cerise, Alley Cat (unknowning Cerise and Alley Cat are the same person).

Love interest: Marinette/M.D.C.

*Top secret: If it's classified ? So, it's CLASSIFIED !

I'm joking. ^^

I leak present you Opposite Marinette/M.D.C.'s potential love interests (below):

Adrien

Luka

Lila Cerise

Fei Wu

Chloé

Full sketch here:

[bluepurple09]

i am very very upset about first kill being cancelled. it seems like such a simple and insignificant problem, because it IS. straight people get to see themselves in EVERYTHING, always. they don't have to look for characters that have things in common with them, they get to just put a show on and watch the characters they care about grow and go through things. they have every type of story: regular teens in high school, regular teens in magical worlds, apocalyptic situations, serious shows with life lessons, sitcoms etc.

but lgbtq people, especifically lesbians and sapphic people, get 1 in a thousand shows, and then have to watch every single exception get cancelled. as a lesbian teen, all that i want is to see myself in something as simple as the tv shows i watch, but every time i find something to care about, it doesn't last.

one day at a time made cry because it was so accurate. cancelled TWICE.

i watched everything sucks! three times. cancelled.

i am not okay with this, cancelled.

teenage bounty hunters, cancelled.

watched genera+ion twice and it also made me cry. cancelled.

didn't even start the wilds before it got cancelled.

first kill was a dream come true: something entertaining and not very deep, with vampires and other monsters, and queer fucking characters, like straight people have had for years. also cancelled.

it seems like lesbian representation is stuck. most movies we have still aren't happy, and all the shows get cancelled. even if they don't have necessarily tragic endings, we don't get to know the whole story. we can't be happily distracted from real life with these stories, because they don't get a fucking ending, which is a crutial part of every story, and this frustates me and many other people that just want enterteinment to reflect people like us.

[just-an-enby-lemon]

Barbara was never good in lying to herself.

It was why even without the events of the last month she would never had stayed a cop for long: to truly care about the people of Gotham and somehow remain in the uniform one needed to trick themselfs into belinving that things inside the system were getting better, that they were changing things and doing good. And while an excellent liar, she was an even better detective.

It was also how she knew, right now, that her motives going into Arkham were fake. Sure the case in her hands was hard, but she would never had become a private investigator if she wasn't able to quickly solve it, between the insane criminals and the incompetent police Gotham had a very competitive P.I market.

Honestly it was her worst lie yet. She had even choose Sharp's day off, because of all the wards whose her dad befriended, he new her best and would see right through it and she was not in the mood to worried glances and bad advice about how she should try to find a way to go back to the police and not mix with "these type or people" (and god did she hate that expression).

"Barbara, what brings you back so soon?" Nygma greeted. The same predatory smile of last time. But she knew better. The Hannibal Lecter imitation was so obvius in restrospect that she wanted to laught. "Is the Gotham P.D really that desperated that they need my help a second time?"

"Knowing the G.C.P.D? Probably. But I woudn't know much about it personaly."

He looked at her intently, curiosity clear in his brown eyes. And then smilled wide not even trying to pretend indiference, clearly understanding the implication. Why are you a police oficcer? He had asked the first time they met, in this same place, a month and a life ago.

"Finally!! I suppose congratulations are in order, hm? I always knew you were meant for better."

He meant it. He had belived in her for the start for some reason neither of them could truly comprehend and the realization hurted. Because Ed seemed even worst than last time, even though Arkham was suposidly better now that Bruce was trying and Strange was dead. He looked like a beat up ghost and she wanted to do something about it, but she knew she coudn't. It was frustating. To not be able to do something, anyrhing to help. Last time he hardly looked like Riddler, at least not like the bright green young man she saw on TV on her teenager years with such an intense fire in his eyes and a terrifying smile that made the suit, cane and gimmick stop sounding stupid and became nightmarish. This time he didn't look much like Nygma either. He seemed less intense, subdued somehow, controled. Not like the man who was pratically jumping during their investigation because he knew something she didn't, the man who hided behind her because of Ace of all things, that talked excitedly about entering a TV studio without a heist in mind. It was a scary vision on itself. She hoped the visit helped somehow.

"Most people said they were sorry or other valid coments about how losing a job sucks. You are the second to act as if it was good news."

"Second?"

"B was the first one."

"Oh, of course, silly me." And he was smilling. The stupid dorky fanboy smile he had directed toward's Bruce at all times during their little adventure. For the first time Barbara asked herself how could Ed be such a good liar when he was soo fucking expressive.

She ignored the voice in her head saying it was because no one cared to try and read him before.

"So" He broke the silence, pointing to the files on her hand. "What did you got me this time?"

-

Working with Ed was easy. And soon they were in a confortable rythm. Trading information and theorizing as much as talking (or listen to Ed talk) about random irrelevant knowledge and exchanging sarcastic coments that were more friendly than what their whole situation would suggest. After hours of her hacking and his discoveries (and riddles) and the conclusion to the mistery was pratically already there, she just needed to check in the adress they found. She smilled happy with the good work and the prospect of helping someone. A smile that disapeared as the euphoria of solving it give place to worry as Nygma suddently turned to her looking way more serius than before and she knew he was ready to point out that she never really needed his help, to ask what the fuck was she playing at, why was she there.

"Next time, could you bring an actual hard case?"

That was new. No questions or acusations. Not even a hint of suspicion in his tone. There was a hidden meaning, because it always had with them and maybe it always would, but Ed was actually very easy to read if someone really tried to and Barbara cared so she knew: he was asking her to visit again. It was all soo clear in his fear and hope and lonelyness.

She wished that she was as easy to read. That he knew for certain she was there because she missed him even if she shoudn't. That she was also lonely and it was this that united them: he had no friends and maybe neither had she because Alfred and Bruce were more like family and Renee was soo much more (or at least Babs wanted her to be).

"Sure. I'll try, but it does depend on my clients."

And he understood and smiled brigthly, finally having his intencity back. Barbara corrected herself. Edward had one friend and so did her.

[myershorror]

Ha, now I have to figure out hobbies for Ellie in 'Daddy Dearest'. Hobbies for Dabi's teenage daughter - besides her belittling and insulting him every single chance she gets! *growls in frustation as I am forced to pause in working on 'Daddy Dearest'*

[sjlordi]

Highschool Ground Haunting

In the province of Ōreko in the city of Hoshtaiko only 20 miles north of the provincial capital a series of vanishing strike a highschool that series of events shocked the calm and happy city of Hoshtaiko neighbor of the capital Ōreko

[C]The Ōreko Highschool Vengeful Spirit

Was the name given to the murderer behind the murders in the Ōreko highschool where five schoolgirls had been brutally murdered and found on the highschool ground rumors circulated that a vengeful spirit was taking away those who had angered the spirits of the highschool presumably haunted the Imperial Police didn't believe in superstition it was the doing of a murderer

[C]Disappearance of a girl

What became the province concern was the disappearance of a highschool girl who vanished one night in the city of Hoshtaiko a small city located 20 miles north of Ōreko after a series of vanishing in the city the imperial police didn't fully aknowledge a serial murder the police was investigating officially for teenagers running away but one disappearance would throw the imperial police to the pit and put in anger the city of Hoshtaiko in the night of december 1008 a girl was walking home to have dinner with her mother father and four siblings as she walked she was seen by witness being alone she brought sweets fir her sisters an event that would lead the clues the girl passed by the city and was almost home about an hour later her mother worried of not seeing her daughter called upon authorities who immediatly closed off the surrounding areas and searched the girl in cars the search went on for hours until authorities declared that the victim ran away wich greatly angered the family the girl wasn't known for being mistreated neither did she was disobediant there was no ways that the girl would run away like this the authorities decided to end the search wich frustated the families the day after the family reached out to the highschool and the girl friends and a large search was set at night altought girl vanished her sweets were found just a few feets away from the house meaning she had been abducted near the house the merchant who sold the sweets to the girl even told the family that she was alone and no person was seen apart of her on the road leading to her home

[C]Disappearances in the province of Ōreko

This disappearance was just the beginning of a endless account of teenage girls disappearing in the city of Hoshtaiko from december 1008 to january 1009 more than twenty seven girls and boys this time would disappear the common ground was that they were stalked and then abducted their fate was either kept captive or murdered and hidden in the forests of Ōreko

Investigation that its not connected

The disappearances in the surrounding of Hoshtaiko and Ōreko made headlines the imperial police sent multiple appeal to grant the cases provincewide coverage posters were distributed to local highschools and cities in hope of gaining clues but the pile of disappearances that insued made the concern over case grow into anger against the police incompetent chief the cases were a first time for the province even the neighbor provinces did not had those investigations in their history soon enough the disappearances would strike wider the region

[C]Corpse found in march 1009

In March 1009 in the province of Ōreko a hunter make a gruesome sight unto a pile of leafs a decomposed corpse of a young girl is found this is the first time a corpse is recovered immediatly the authorities are alerted by the hunter who give the spot where he found the corpse according to the imperial police the corpse has been decomposed for more than a year and had been brutaly murdered large wounds are scattered on the whole corpse authorities believe the victim was a missing girl who vanished around december 1008 due to lack of clues and evidences and no suspect being named the investigation grew into a cold case it was frustating for the Imperial Police seen as incompetent in all it's murders and disappearances investigations the case was cold for months until in september 1009 a breakthrough would give investigators a open window to catch the murderer in august 1008 a farmer reportedly were stolen his axe was stole and despite the case being treated the thief wasn't found but in september 1009 the axe was recovered near a starway under a raindam blood was covering up the walls the investigators traced the corpse and the raindam it was a few miles away and the axe was used to contest the wounds it was a match the weapon used for the murder was the axe and the investigators had now a weapon the Investigation focused then on the raindam what could have occured that would be this bloody the investigators believed the murderer used raindams to make his murders without being caught and thus would then hide the corpses in secluded areas for the first time the Ōreko Investigation Office had outrun both the Tomōko and Kyobun Office in a murder case at this point the investigators were divided could the case be linked to the Tomōko murder spree of 997 or the murderer was a copycat the investigators were inconclusive not enough evidences were recovered to have a link between the two cases

Corpse found in november 1009

The Imperial Police breakthrough gave a sighting of the murder scenes were along starways like in Tomōko the Imperial Police focused the search along the starway that crossed Ōreko and went to the north provinces the investigators searched raindams and fields that were along the imperial starway and in november 1009 intensive search brought to light another corpse the rain pouring down on the investigators that encircled the scene under a underground section of the starway a corpse were discovered but this time it was freshly found the murder occured a few days prior but no missing person case was reported since at least two months in the province the investigation concluded to the murderer being responsible yet again

[C]Nationwide Investigation

Tomōko Investigation Office approached the Ōreko Imperial Police to aid in the investigation with the Kyobun Imperial Police Investigating Office also involved in the investigation the news made headlines for the first time two provinces police investigating the vanishings case in Ōreko the murders had been updated in Tomōko the investigators compared the cases in both the provinces and approached the Kyobun Imperial Police Investigating Office who concluded that the three provinces cases were all linked both investigation office sent their most skilled investigators in Ōreko to use skills that were used in Tomōko the case remained open and with the investigators of the murder spree of 997 the Imperial Police gathered their intelligence

Murder spree at least 4 victims near the highschool ground

In december 1009 a gruesome discovery was found the morning on the highschool ground where most of the vanishings of young girls occured three girls and for the first time a male were found in their uniform murdered their corpses layed as a four branch stars with their feet at the center blood was everywhere and in the middle a white clothing was put on the wall next to it the murderer used the victim's blood to write "you won't catch me" the scene shocked the highschool authorities rushed to the scene and the investigators were fast to consider that the murderer was upset that now three police were after him it was a obvious sign of aknowledging the already proven fact that the murderer of Tomōko were hidden in Ōreko

[i--am-ironman]

my uni appointed a new president in the person of an active MEP for the far right government party who’s also a former minister of justice. what’s even more fucked up is that this is a christian university and they’re doing it in the name of religious goodwill, to “prevent the progressive expropriation of science,” and to “usher in a new era in the life of the university.” because the government is afraid of “quotas” and political correctness and discussions on gender because "arguments about the laws of creation and the most basic biological facts are not scientific achievements."

we have one (1) course on gender and family and even that’s in english meaning not a lot of hungarian students attend due to the laughable language ed here but our amazing, sharp, intellectual professors have to shut up and suffer in silence now, not being able to share even those few minutes of frustration they let us see time and again, having discussions about society, equality, fairness, and how things are slowly being twisted in every part of our lives in hungary. the government is meddling with the education of the coming generations, trying to shape their thinking in a way that will preserve the system they built even when they’re gone but still trying to make sure they stay in power for as long as they can with artificially creating groups in the nation and pitting them against each other. 

this is a tiny tiny cog in the system but i do believe details are important and they show exactly where things are headed and right now? right now we are at a point were fidesz has (more) subtly (than in the communist era) made their way into every part of our daily lives, is trying to gain control over them. in some parts of the world things are much worse, i know, but i’m afraid this is just the start here and the slide back into darker times and it scares the living shit out of me tbh.

[ikonist]

i feel like twitter kids/teenagers are using the term “hyper fixation” for kpop idols more and more and it makes me so... worried in a sense. although it might be true (and there’s nothing wrong with hyper fixation as a coping mechanism!) i feel like we should talk more about taking a mechanism that is supposed to give you support (and most of all a sense of security), and depositing that in real people that a) are public figures, b) are TRAINED to not show personal aspects and trained to have a persona in whatever piece of media they’re in, c) you don’t know in person. we really need to talk more about how kpop idols, instead of being seen as celebrities, turned into psychological support when they shouldn’t be.