#we need drastic action yesterday

[charliejaneanders]

On the climate front, new technology is positioned as a central part of the solution, but I’d argue it’s actually used as a delay tactic. A magical tech solution is constantly on the horizon, and it provides an excuse to not make the structural changes to our society that are necessary to address the crisis. It also happens to work out really well for vested interests like the fossil fuel and automotive industries that reap massive profits from the status quo. If we have any hope of staying below even 2ºC of warming at this point, we need to dispel the myth that tech will save us from the climate crisis and speed up our actions to rapidly cut emissions.

We Don't Need New Tech to Fight Climate Change

[sleepyrainart]

Little Bits of Valentine's.

A small series featuring little stories including either OP/JJk characters.

Summary: Valentine's day and you spend it with boyfriend. Including: Sabo, Ace, and Luffy.

Gender neutral reader.

Tucked tightly into bed. Your thick covers keeping away the night's chill. You're startled awake by your door banging open. The tall figure of your boyfriend, sheepishly rubbing his head.

You sigh, this was not an unusual occurrence. Rolling to your other side and snuggling back down. Ready to drift back to sleep with your boyfriend. Instead, your unceremoniously picked up covers and all. Your boyfriend grinning down at you.

“Sabo.” You whine as you wrap your arms around his neck. Keeping you secure. He walks with you in his arms. Not caring about how many people could see you in such an embarrassing position. “Sabo, put me down.” You whine.

But he doesn't release you. So you bury your face into his shoulder. Muttering, “Where are we going?” As he continues outside. Across a field of tall grass and up a hill. Carrying you all the way to the top.

Setting you down on the blanket. Before he's plopping down beside you. Head tilting backwards to look at the sky. You follow suit. Watching the stars twinkling on the violet backdrop.

It's a peaceful moment. Before, an icy breeze shifts Sabo's blond locks, rustling his clothes and your blankets. You notice he's not wearing his normal jacket or gloves. Sleeves rolled up to his elbows.

You unfurl the blankets. Inviting him into the warm cocoon. He grins, pulling you into his lap. Wrapping the blankets around you both. He's so big and warm. Reminding you of a big cat. “So, what's this all about?” You ask, looking up at him.

He rolls his eyes playfully, grin ever present. “Isn't it obvious?” You shake your head no. “I just wanted to spend time with my lovely girlfriend.”

“And we couldn't have done that in bed.” You ask, pulling him in for a light kiss.

“Ah, ah, ah.” He tuts, wagging his finger. “Today or yesterday.” He's not too sure. “Is special.”

“Special?” You ask, brows scrunching in confusion. He hums happily. “But every day is special with you.” He blushes bright red.

Ace is confused, why are his pancakes shaped like fish. “Thatch, why are they fish?” The shirtless man asks.

Thatch literally facepalms. “They're hearts Ace, hearts, because it's Valentine's Day.”

“Valentines?” Ace questions, before he goes pale. Oh no, he forgot. He looks at Thatch for help. The chef pats his back while laughing.

“Have fun.” Thatch replies, leaving him to panic alone.

Only minutes later, you pop into the kitchen. Immediately noticing your boyfriend's acting weird. Not sleeping or eating, unusual. You creep up on him. Jumping onto his strong back. Arms wrapping around his neck. He doesn't respond and you pout. Very weird, you think.

Releasing him to stand beside him. Still no acknowledgement. “Is he sleeping upright?” You ask yourself. Before stealing the piece of pancake from his fork. Looking down at the oddly shaped pancakes. You laugh, “fish.” Before looking at your boyfriend. Wondering if you should get Marco. No, he's normally busy.

Deciding what to do as you pluck the utensils from his hands. Eating the pancakes as you think. You need to fuel your brain. Sadly, after finishing the last pancake, you had no idea. It was then that Thatch joined you in the kitchen. “Ahh, the two love birds. What are you still doing here?”

“I don't know, I'm still hungry.” You reply. “Can I please have some more fish pancakes?” Thatch pinches the bridge of his nose. Wondering how two idiots joined his beloved crew.

Before kicking you out of the kitchen. Boyfriend following shortly after. “A no would have sufficed.” You say to the closed door. Huffing as your tummy growls. Ace lays flat on his face on the deck. Tapping his thigh lightly in hopes of waking him. It doesn't work. So you have to take drastic action.

Rolling him onto his back. You cover his mouth with one hand before pinching his nose shut. He sputters out of the stupor, arms flailing. Drastic measures always work. You think before releasing his face.

“Oh, hey, why are we on the deck?” He asks, sitting up and looking around.

“Thatch kicked us out, even though I'm still hungry. Will you take me somewhere?” You ask, throwing yourself on top of him. One of his hands rises to hold his hat. The other holding you close. Pouting up at him with puppy dog eyes.

He laughs. “Wanna take the Striker?” Conspiratorial smile in place. You nod, jumping up and pulling him up along with you.

Nami feels her forehead throb, looking at her captain. Whose face is a pulpy mess, courtesy of her fists. She couldn't believe this was happening. After all her efforts reminding him, nagging him to remember. He had forgotten this very special day. Feeling her ire rise just thinking about it. Wanting to unleash her violence.

Before she could, a comforting hand was on her shoulder. Looking up at the older woman. She gestures vaguely at their bruised captain. Communicating without words. Robin has a knowing smile. “Our captain is in luck. A small island close by takes Valentine's Day very seriously. They hold a festival for couples each year.”

Stars alight in Luffy's swollen eyes. Laughing his way out of the library to find you. Which is easy since you're enjoying the sun. Stretching his arms, he grabs the railing. Before catapulting over to you. His noodly arms snapping back into place as he kneels next to you. You're holding back a laugh as you see his poor face.

You caress his messy hair. “What happened?” You ask before answering your own question. “Nami,” you gently tug on a lock of his hair. Seeing how cute he was, even with a swollen face. Your cute aggression rears its ugly head. “What did my poor baby do this time?” You hum, brushing his hair.

He just laughs, “wanna come to a party with me?” He asks instead.

“Party?” You ask, looking around at the open sea. He nods, neck stretching to make it all the more exaggerated. “Sure.” You shrug. Only realizing your mistake when he's wrapping one arm around you. The other stretching across the vast blue. Stretching and stretching. Further and further. Then you're rocketing off the ship. Voice stolen by the air whipping around you.

He lands on an empty beach. Sand flying up at the impact. He detaches his arm from the palm tree. Looking around with you still wrapped in his rubbery limb. “Come on, I'm sure the party is here somewhere,” he says. Still not releasing you from his hold. He carries you across the small beach and into the grassy forest.

“Luffy, can you put me down?” You ask, starting to feel a little sick of staring at the ground.

“Oh, sorry.” He laughs. Setting you down before taking your hand. You slot your fingers between his larger ones. Pointing at anything interesting you see. Whether it's a pretty flower, colourful bird or weird looking creature. Luffy does the same thing. Releasing your hand to catch the weirdest looking bug you've ever seen. Before he spots his favourite beetle.

Releasing the bug and going after the stag beetle. Which frantically avoids his grabby hands. You laugh. Watching your boyfriend jump and stretch for the cobalt bug. Your laughter dies when your feet met sand. Your eyes find the open sea caressing the shore. You had not come across any party, or anyone else.

Luffy stumbles onto the beach. Holding the poor stag beetle victoriously. Eyes sparkling until he sees your face. Looking around, he notices there's no one around. “Where's the party?” He asks.

“I think you got the wrong island, baby.” He looks so upset. “Hey, it's okay, accidents happen and at least we're together.”

“That's not it,” he whines, almost sniffling. “I'm going to miss dinner.”

Thank you for reading. Hope you enjoyed. Also happy Valentine's/ Singles day.❤️

[evansblues]

Hi Over there, Red Flower back,

I wanted to add something to the two posts I did yesterday.

The film industry as we know it is going to change radically. At Covid I got the message that the entertainment industry is not going to be the same as before. At first I didn't understand it, I thought it would be a continuation of Me Too, but that it wasn't that. It's mainly the strike of the last few months that's revolutionizing everything. Everyone is finally realizing that something is wrong.

Film quality declines as Hollywood's structure collapses. Why is this relevant here ? What's happening with the Chris case is a reflection of the general panic sweeping Hollywood. Everyone who follows the EvansBlues page senses that there's something wrong with the situation, and that what's being presented to us doesn't make sense, but the people in charge of the story are carrying on regardless. They are out of touch ! The way it's all been managed from the start has been absolutely pathetic. Which means nothing is real with the exception of the repercussions this has on Chris's life. I've read several times here and elsewhere that he should do things differently, that he's on the wrong path… In reality, he's doing exactly the right thing ! He must change, he must never be the same again and to do that, he must destroy everything. The phoenix is the perfect analogy to steal from EvansBlues. When it's all over as far as this unfortunate failed pr venture is concerned (because yes, that's exactly what it is) expect desperate attempts by his team to get things back on track. It won't work of course, because they've gone too far, and that's when the drastic changes will come. Everyone involved in this will fall and we'll know it. We'll see it.

ASP will close. This site was a mistake from the start, because in reality it wasn't his idea but rather that of his collaborator, who once again wanted to use Chris's image to succeed in what he wanted to do. It's always the same story with Chris : everyone wants a piece of him and he just can't say no. But after his Tower Moment, he'll be saying no a lot, and he'll be respected for it…

He'll isolate himself, not against his will - on the contrary, it's his true nature even if some people say he's an extrovert, which isn't incompatible, but in reality he's made to live in a restricted circle. All the friends who took part in this circus will no longer be in the picture. He'll be very busy and he'll distance himself from them. From what I've seen, he doesn't understand these people and these people don't understand him either, and as he becomes more in tune with himself, he won't be able to accept this. He'll have new friends, very different from what he has now. Not many, but it'll be like a soul family reunion.

As for his family, what I understand is that they will be less in the spotlight. This has something to do with his meeting with FS. When he has a family of his own, his current family will take a back seat as he puts the welfare of his children and his wife first. He'll be very protective, even a little aggressive, because he'll put his family's needs first.

The current situation shows us the danger of not listening to our soul. If you want to help, do the opposite of what Chris is doing. Listen to yourself. Say no when necessary and don't let anything or anyone take over your life ! That's why he's a leader, a teacher, he's showing us through his actions the result of a puppet's life. Where other people's desires take precedence over your own. This is the lesson we've learned from him. Again, nothing about this situation is real. It's an illusion created to make money, but it won't work. In fact, that's why we're seeing a real circus going on in every direction. With EvansBlues' permission, I may expand on the latter in another post.

The post is already too long…

Thanks again EvansBlues !

Namaste. Infinite Gratitude ;)

You’re always welcome to share.

My favorite puppet. 🧛🏻‍♀️🥀

[wisemins]

EMERGENCY DONATIONS ⚠️ HOMELESS WITH CATS

Well my situation that I truly thought couldn’t get worse, my mother had to one up her fuckery from disowning me, to neglecting to alert my sister and our two cats that the constable would be evicting us yesterday afternoon.

We’re staying at a motel currently for only a night, with no money, waiting on our father to pick us up in the morning. Not only are we homeless, so is my father. My mother won’t be helping us any further. Until I can get my things at our old place, I have nothing right now besides a few sets of clothing and my phone. This by far has been the most stressful thing I’ve ever endured as it’s been one thing after another.

I am a queer disabled person who cannot currently work, I do not have an education due to neglect and I am recovering from being in a cult my mother indoctrinated me into. It’s been one thing after another for me and my family, and my mother has no remorse for her actions that have screwed us over royally. We have two cats who have adjustment issues, who as I’m typing this are under extreme stress due to the drastic nature of our situation. We need to maintain a safe temporary place to stay while my dad gets a place for which we could stay.

I dislike asking for this, as I know everyone right now is struggling— but I’ve hit rock bottom. I’ve been set up to fail by my neglectful and emotionally abusive mother. So I need funds to help my dad keep us going as he works long hours for not much pay. He wants to get us somewhere away from my abusive mother. I need to be able to provide for our kitties so they remain calm and well fed in this dire situation, and to help out with things like food and gas. Essentials that my sister and I could not grab on our way out are also missing.

I do not have a specific goal, my situation is just too unsure right now. But, if you could spare even a dollar, it goes a long way. And if you cannot donate then please share this by reblogging. Thank you for reading and for anyone else struggling, best of luck to you ❤️

Ways to help us out:

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Once again, anything helps. I plan on opening commissions once I have my drawing tablet back. But for now I only ask that you spread the word if you cannot donate. Thank you for reading ❤️

[beardedmrbean]

The pro-abortion radical group dubbed "Jane’s Revenge" that’s claimed responsibility for various arson attacks and vandalism since the leak of a draft opinion that would overturn Roe v. Wade published a new letter Tuesday declaring "open season" on pro-life pregnancy crisis centers. 

The letter spoke of a supposed 30-day deadline for all pro-life groups to cease operations and condemned those "who impersonate healthcare providers in order to harm the vulnerable."

"We were unsurprised to see thirty days come and thirty days pass with no sign of consilience or even bare-minimum self-reflection from you," the letter dated June 14 reads. "History may not repeat itself, but it certainly rhymes, and we’ve already seen such stanzas where medical autonomy is stripped away, humanity is increasingly criminalized, and merely surviving becomes largely untenable."

It then warns to pro-life groups "your thirty days expired yesterday." 

ARMED SUSPECT ARRESTED BY JUSTICE KAVANAUGH'S HOME IDENTIFIED 

"We offered an honourable way out," it says. "You could have walked away. Now the leash is off. And we will make it as hard as possible for your campaign of oppression to continue."

The letter described how "easy and fun it is to attack" and vowed to take "increasingly drastic measures against oppressive infrastructures" following the expiration of the supposed deadline, saying this time "those measures may not come in the form of something so easily cleaned up as fire and graffiti."

"From here forward, any anti-choice group who closes their doors, and stops operating will no longer be a target. But until you do, it’s open season, and we know where your operations are," the letter, disseminated to email subscribers and in the form of an "Abolition Media" blog post, reads. 

The group appeals to anyone "with the urge to paint, to burn, to cut, to jam" to commit violence. 

"The infrastructure of the enslavers will not survive. We will never stop, back down, slow down, or retreat. We did not want this; but it is upon us, and so we must deal with it proportionally. We exist in confluence and solidarity with all others in the struggle for complete liberation," it says. "Our recourse now is to defend ourselves and to build robust, caring communities of mutual aid, so that we may heal ourselves without the need of the medical industry or any other intermediary. Through attacking, we find joy, courage, and strip the veneer of impenetrability held by these violent institutions."

According to the letter, Jane’s Revenge is "not one group but many," and has disseminated "communiqués from the various cells" in locations mostly based in the Pacific Northwest. 

The letter claimed responsibility for various attacks already seen in the cities of Portland, Eugene and Gresham in Oregon, as well as in Olympia, Lynwood and Vancouver in Washington state. In Maryland, the group claims to have carried out actions in Reisterstown and Frederick. 

Other locations named are Madison, Wisconsin; Ft. Collins, Colorado; Des Moines, Iowa; Asheville, North Carolina; Buffalo, New York; Hollywood, Florida; Denton, Texas; and Washington, D.C. 

The Washington Examiner has documented incidents of arson or vandalism or both targeting at least 13 anti-abortion centers across the country since the leak of a draft opinion in the case of Dobbs v. Jackson Women’s Health Organization. In several of the attacks, mostly lodged at Christian faith-based pregnancy crisis centers, the building are tagged with renditions of the messages "Jane’s Revenge" or "If abortions aren’t safe, neither are you."

According to the newspaper, few of the incidents have resulted in any arrests. 

The Des Moines Register reported that vandals accused of breaking windows at the Christian Agape Pregnancy Center in Des Moines, Iowa, tagged the message "God loves abortions," and afterward a message online signed Jane’s Revenge claimed responsibility and encouraged attacks on churches. 

In a letter sent June 7, Sen. Jerry Moran, R-Kansas, supported by 15 other GOP senators, appealed to U.S. Attorney General Merrick Garland for information about how the Department of Justice is addressing "this disturbing trend of harassment, intimidation, and violence against religious and other pro-life organizations and individuals in the aftermath" of the leaked draft opinion. 

"We are dismayed that the open and public urgency with which the Department of Justice undertook efforts in the name of public safety last year is not being replicated currently to protect religious and other pro-life organizations and individuals," the letter says, claiming the DOJ "wasted no time" in publics responding to threats of violence against educations and school administrators related to COVID-19 back-to-school policies. 

In its most recent terrorism bulletin also issued on June 7, Department of Homeland Security warned of a "heightened threat environment" in the coming months, noting "individuals who advocate both for and against abortion have, on public forums, encouraged violence, including against government, religious, and reproductive healthcare personnel and facilities, as well as those with opposing ideologies.

Last week, a California man was arrested after showing up outside the home of Supreme Court Justice Brett Kavanaugh with a gun, ammunition, a tactical knife, zip ties and various burglary tools. The affidavit says the suspect dialed 911 and admitted to intending to assassinate the conservative justice to "give his life purpose" following to the leak of the draft decision on abortion rights. 

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How to get labeled a terrorist organization with just a letter.

[raitrolling]

Cracking Up

[Easy reading version on Toyhou.se]

The tweet was a half-truth at best. Velour did not have any private clients requesting an urgent last-minute commission, but he did need the couple nights off to recover before he could return to his jobs as a fashion designer and YouTuber.

The problem was that the truth was much stranger than fiction.

A notebook sat in the cuspblood’s lap, its cover unassuming from first glance. But if one were to flip it open and read its contents, they would find a series of disjointed thoughts scrawled onto the pages. A combination of facts related to the trolls Velour knew, and what appeared to be snippets from his subconscious mind. Occasionally, new sentences would make their way into the book, without the use of any writing implement.

It was a result of a powerful spell formulated by Jikiro and Hanabi, then cast by Velour, which partitioned off a portion of his natural magic that caused him to passively absorb information from others away from his own mind, and into the book’s pages. Something that had become increasingly more of a concern as his magic grew stronger and he took on more abilities not unlike the kitsune that should have raised him, and knew he needed to find a way to redirect the kinds of magic a troll’s mind would not be able to handle, no matter how drastic the action had to be.

In this case, the redirection spell knocked him out for a full day, and made him feel completely drained of magical energy for even longer.

He had left the Takami estate yesterday, finally feeling capable of getting out of bed and staying awake for more than an hour, but still spent his time at his own hive doing nothing but napping on the couch and snacking on fried tofu. Inexplicably, he always ended up craving that after using his magic, and even more inexplicably, it always helped him recover his energy faster.

Velour knew he had to recover as quickly as possible, otherwise his fans would start to worry about his long absence, and he could only doctor so many scraps of fabric into looking like extreme close-ups of his ‘urgent commission’ using Jikiro’s specialty inks before someone would notice he was lying.

And, judging by the knock on the door, someone did.

“Hey, you’re not dead in there, are you?”

Velour’s anxiety was almost instantly alleviated when he recognised the voice on the other side of the door, and slipped the notebook into his modus before he got up to let his neighbour in.

Aiolos looked none-too-impressed when his eyes met the cuspblood’s, and that sour expression turned to one of shock after he looked Velour up and down.

“Jesus Christ Vel, are those sweatpants? The situation is more dire than I thought.”

“Ah, nice to meet you again too, Aiolos,” Velour smiled sheepishly, brushing a hand against the offending garment in question. “I had some leftover fabric a while ago, so I thought I’d make something cosy to wear on my nights off.”

Aiolos gave him a look like he had just spontaneously grown a second head as he made his way into the apartment, and plopped himself on the couch like he has done hundreds of times in the past.

“I have known you since we were wrigglers, and I know you don’t just take ‘nights off’. You work yourself into a near-nervous breakdown stressing over deadlines weeks in advance! Also, what happened to that urgent client of yours?”

Velour went blank, realising he outed his own lie.

“Ah, well, I’m just… Taking care of my own health! Because this job requires my full attention, so I don’t want to make any mistakes because I’m a bit sleepy!” The kitsune troll clapped his hands together and put on a well-practised smile to try and cover up his blunder.

Aiolos quirked an eyebrow, not buying it for a second. “So, can I see the commission?”

Velour’s smile fell, and he sunk back into the couch like he was attempting to become one with it. The other blueblood snorted.

“Yeah, thought so.” He clicked his fingers, then pointed at Velour. “So, alright, spill. What’s got you hiding away from your hoity-toity celebrity schtick? I know this isn’t like you at all, so something’s up.”

Velour paused, looking down at his lap. He couldn’t lie to Aiolos, someone who has known him long enough to see through his lies immediately, but there’s no way in hell he’d believe the truth. He’s always been someone who scoffed at anything even slightly out of the ordinary, and he gave everyone in their old friend group a hard time for the tiniest things. Velour’s love of dolls and being scared of the horror movies they watched together when they were young, Liiore’s shyness and eventual decision to go anon, and Mikiel’s… Everything. 

But, what else could he say? If he just said he was feeling tired, Aiolos would push for a better explanation anyway, regardless of if Velour wanted to give one or not. He’s never been the type to treat someone overly softly, and tends to cover up his concern for others with insistent prickliness. He cares for his friends, but in a way that sometimes disregards their feelings because he refuses to come across as someone capable of being so mushy. 

It reminded him of his own moirail, in a way, but Jamie was much softer towards him. But, if Jamie could wrap his head around magic…

The cuspblood took in a deep breath. 

“You’re not going to believe me, but… I’ve been practicing magic.”

The silence that filled the room was deafening. Even the clock on the wall seemed to have stopped during this exact moment. 

Aiolos opened his mouth, gestured as if he was about to speak, reconsidered, made another vague hand gesture, and then finally opted to put his hand to his forehead.

“Velour.”

“No, I’m telling the truth, I swear!” The kitsune troll held up both hands in a show that he had nothing to hide. “And, well- I’d give you proof, but… The reason why I’m taking time off is because I cast a spell that was so powerful I’ve… Used up all my magical energy for the time being.”

He smiled sheepishly as a small chuckle escaped his mouth. He knew exactly how unbelievable it sounded, but what else was he meant to say?

Aiolos gave him a deadpan look, and there was another long silence before a loud sigh left his mouth. He shook his head.

“Alright. So. Let’s get this straight. You’re taking time off, because you’ve tired yourself out playing with magic. Like full-on, Harry Potter Wizards of Waverly Place magic, which we all know is definitely real.”

Velour averted his eyes.

“And you can’t prove to me that magic is real and you can cast spells, because conveniently you’ve used up all your magical energy?” 

Velour hesitantly nodded, still not giving his neighbour any eye contact.

“And you expect me, your friend who has known you for your entire life, to just believe that you’ve always been a ‘mage’, when you never brought it up before, ever?”

Velour gave another hesitant nod. “Well-”

Aiolos cut him off.

“Magic. Fucking magic! Good lord, what’s next? You have a matesprit, but they live in East Alternia and don’t like photos so I can never meet them in person?”

The look on Velour’s face was evident that he would have liked to correct his friend and tell him that actually it’s his moirail who lives there and it’s only a temporary residency, but knowing that would be a bad idea, he kept his head down and his lips pursed.

Aiolos groaned, throwing his hands up in disbelief, then - to the surprise of the kitsune troll - slapped one of his hands onto Velour’s shoulder. The cuspblood flinched. The other blueblood should have known that was his bad shoulder, but he had other concerns.

“Vel, you need help.” Aiolos’ tone was almost uncharacteristically concerned, had he not been speaking to his childhood friend. “Look, I don’t know what that psycho fish bitch put into your head, but-”

“It- It’s not that!” Velour waved his hand, attempting to calm the other troll down. “I’ve… Gotten over what happened with Veruco, at least as well as anyone could.”

“By what? Playing pretend? Getting really into larping as a wizard? Yeah, real picture of mental health right there, nothing says ‘I got over it’ like telling me you’ve become buddies with Ron Weasley.” The antelope troll scoffed. 

“I… Knew you wouldn’t believe me, but I am telling the truth,” Velour attempted to sound more insistent, but Aiolos has never been the type to back down.

“Uh-huh. Just like how you were telling the truth about your mysterious urgent client? Is he in the room with us right now?” He mockingly looked around as if he was looking for some sort of spectre, and the cuspblood looked down again in shame. “Look, Vel… You’re falling apart. You haven’t had a break from your own life since you were six, and now look at you. Getting caught getting cosy with your creepy fans and needing to make an apology video for it, believing in magic like a wriggler, hiding away in your hive and dressing like you’re just about to settle down for a sad romantic movie marathon while crying into a tub of ice-cream… As your friend, I gotta keep it real with you. Take a longer break, and get help, or I’ll make you get help.”

Velour scrunched up his face. He couldn’t deny that a lot has gone wrong in his life, and yet he kept trundling on trying to pick up the pieces as they fell. A break would be well-deserved, but… An extended hiatus would bring rumours and speculation about his current mental health, it would cause discourse amongst his fans that he wouldn’t be able to control, the media and paparazzi would get involved, and it would just explode way out of proportion.

Not to mention, apart from his current exhaustion, he felt completely fine. In fact, this has been the most content he’s been in sweeps. 

He shook his head.

“Thanks for worrying about me, Aiolos. But I’ll be fine after a few days, so I don’t think I need the break.”

Aiolos looked at him, then out of the corner of his eye spied Velour’s phone sitting on the coffee table. He smirked.

“Fine. We’re doing it my way, then.”

In a single moment, Aiolos had jumped up from the couch, swiped the phone off the table, and then bolted to the other side of the room to make space between himself and his childhood friend. Velour made a panicked noise that sounded like a cross between a gasp and a fox-like yip.

“Aiolos! What- Give that back!” He got off the couch as well, making a move towards Aiolos.

The blueblood snickered as he unlocked the phone.

“Oh my god, your password is still Liiore’s wriggling day?” He jeered, as he began furiously typing up a tweet from Velour’s account.

Velour visibly paled.

“I- I was going to change it, but it’s an easy combination to remember! It’s muscle memory, okay?” 

He made a grab for the phone in Aiolos’ hands, but the antelope troll was quicker, nimbly dodging Velour and dancing around him to reach the other side of the room, still typing away at the same time. He was clearly mocking the much slower troll.

“Aiolos, please. You don’t know what you’re doing,” Velour looked over at him, becoming increasingly more worried.

“Yeah, I do. It’s called helping you, because you’ve never been able to help your own damn self without watching everything blow up in your face,” The other troll grinned, but there was a judgmental tinge in his tone.

Velour continued to chase him around the room, Aiolos ducking and weaving around furniture with the phone still firmly in his hand, while Velour was struggling to keep up. Then, in a last ditch effort, he made a lunge for the blueblood, and tackled him to the ground.

“Hey-! Hey! What the hell are you doing, you fucking psychopath?” Aiolos tried to shove Velour off him, but he had already grabbed the blueblood’s wrist to move his hand away.

“Just- Aiolos! Give back my phone!” He whined, and desperately made a grab for it with his free hand, only to be kicked by one of Aiolos’ flailing legs. 

“I told you, I’m doing this for your own good! Besides- Ow!” Aiolos was cut off by Velour accidentally smacking him in the face mid-wrestle.

“Sorry!” The kitsune troll apologised, but was quickly back to trying to pry his neighbour’s fingers off the phone. “But, seriously! You don’t understand!”

“You don’t understand, you idiot!”

The two trolls continued to squabble, just like they were children once again. Velour didn’t like doing this, it reminded him too much of what happened between him and Mikiel, but he didn’t know how else to stop Aiolos. The blueblood kept up a good fight, but didn’t have to for long as the cuspblood was suddenly stopped in his tracks by a sound.

Both his phone and his computer lit up and rang out a notification tone. Then another. Then another. Quickly, it was becoming a cacophony of beeps and boops.

Velour froze, suddenly feeling a bit lightheaded. Aiolos took this opportunity to shove the cuspblood off him, and Velour barely reacted to getting knocked over.

“Aiolos, did you…?”

Aiolos sighed loudly, picking himself up off the floor.

“I sent the tweet before you tackled me, dumbass. What do you think I was doing while I was running around?” He replied, exasperated. 

Oh no.

Oh no no no. 

With the amount of notifications flooding in, all his social media pages must be getting inundated with messages from his fans. Not to mention any emails or messages from the media that are certain to follow. What is he meant to do? He can’t just rescind the statement and go ‘haha, sorry! My neighbour posted that :)’ because that would raise even more questions and make his fans lose faith in him for joking about something so serious. But… There’ll be so many rumours, so much speculation, so many interviews and people hounding him for more information, he’d have to make a statement, pretend that he really did have a breakdown and needed the time off, try to reassure his fans that he’s fine now while knowing that every word, every movement will be closely scrutinised as people try to figure out what’s wrong with him…

He felt sick to his stomach.

Aiolos watched his neighbour shudder, struggle to breathe, and fight his way out of a full breakdown. There is a look of regret on his face, but before Velour can notice it, he swallows down those feelings and covers it up with a judgmental frown. He can’t admit that he was wrong now.

“You’ll thank me later,” He said, but in a way that almost sounded like he was trying to convince himself instead.

Velour wasn’t sure he would.

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[clydesavage-thefox147]

I made a drastic mistake on Twitter yesterday. I said something that came out wrong and I shouldn't have said it to begin with. I was thinking of deleting it the second after I sent it but I was in a panic. But once Thomas replied to it, I knew it was going to be over for me. The fandom already hates me for bs in the past so I was just ready to take the L. Thankfully, Thomas was understanding and we came to terms, I apologized and he took it well. So far, only blocked by three new people, two I followed for a while and commented under a lot. I know it's a consequence for an action I took. But, it was a mistake. I didn't mean for it to come out the way it did. I was panicked when I typed that.

I am not in any way a doctor and I know I shouldn't claim to be. But I was going off of what Thomas has told us about his condition to do my own research to not only calm my nerves but also out of concern for Thomas. From what he has said, he said it came from sickness and worsens with stress. It was on the rest of his body as well. My assumption is some type of hives. Again, not trying to know what I'm talking about, just going off what I've looked into. Chronic Hives lasts a few months to the longest a year. So, this could call for some projects being postponed or rescheduled. Another thing that I believe is common knowledge is that running anything over a rash like an electric shaver or razor would irritate the rash and make it worse. Just wanted to worn him it could cause more harm than good.

I was genuinely panicking over things for several reasons. One was the concern for Thomas. I didn't want him to make a poor decision of this. I know I'm not his friend and just a fan but even his fans have recommended him stuff before for just sicknesses. I was and still am afraid that he could inflame the rash and worsen it causing more pain to him plus possibly more insecurity. He said it himself that it would only be for a small timeframe for the rash to heal so it isn't a permanent choice at least I hope not. I feel like shaving it all off would make the rash more noticeable and would surely cause more insecurity on him. Weigh the odds. Shave and risk inflammation of the rash more and make it more noticeable. Or don't shave and find another option like a new medication or hear something for another doctor. Sometimes doctors misdiagnose patients with something and give the wrong medicine for it. If you know this, another YouTuber by the name of JaidenAnimations had a similar situation happen to her. She developed hives from her stress from traveling for conventions and she was misdiagnosed before finally getting the right medication. I know I don't want to compare illnesses here but from my research it seems to be similar enough.

I was also panicking because I actually had the looming intrusive thought of Thomas being bald before and hearing he wanted to do it even for just a short while just triggered me. I have an intense fear of change that I know I need to get evaluated. I was like this with the beard choice too. I was just terrified things would change too much and scare me. He'd change too much. I know change is a part of life and I can't have much say but I can have concern. Another trigger was the fact that I had to shave my head when I was 2 when I was diagnosed with Leukemia cancer. I was like that for three years. Sure I was young and had no say but seeing Thomas bald would have just scared me. And this fear has happened to me before. I was in another fandom before Thomas'. From 2rd grade to 7th grade I watched a channel by the name of Good Mythical Morning. So from 2012 to 2017. Five years. I left when Link changed his hair because I love his old hair. And I'm not the only mythical beast who did. And now that I've been in Thomas' fandom for 5 years now and hear this decision made me fear that....I wouldn't love Thomas anymore. And I don't want that to happen. I know it seems my love is conditional here but..this is just my rampant fear of change because everytime there's a change in my life it's either bad or has a bad outcome. I was petrified, crying and hyperventilating over this. Texting my friends like crazy trying to find some comfort and help in this. It was horrible. I was literally sobbing over the thought of leaving the fandom. I don't want this to be that reason. My thoughts were racing, literally wishing I could go to Thomas directly and beg him not to on my knees sobbing. It was absolutely horrible. The whole day I was uneasy. This happened yet again...when I had my first bi awakening girl crush. Before I joined Thomas' fandom, I met a girl that I fell feeling for after a short while. One of the main things I loved about her was her hair. But when I heard she wanted to shave it off I lost it. Trying to be subtle to her about not doing it because I didn't want to be forceful. After a while she and I cut ties and that broke me. But she indirectly introduced me to Thomas' content. Then when "Moving On" came out, felt like Thomas knew what I was going through. He means so much to me to the point I literally was in tears concerned for him and begging he doesn't do it. I've literally have had intrusive thoughts of him flat out dying in the most gruesome of ways.

I had a concern about how this would effect filming. He said he wanted part 1 at least of the Sides season finale this year. And judging by that if this decision happens, it could postpone filming for it until the rash clears up and the hair grows back. Or even if he didn't shave it all off and managed to find a new thing to clear the rash he'd need to grow back the small amount lost. Again weigh the odds. Seeing it's already May with little updates on it and the fact he has other things he's working on in-between, somethings might have to be pushed back again which could include the season finale. And I know how fanders can get waiting impatiently for new sides content..and I didn't want Thomas to lose more fans, view and revenue because of this set back. I'm pretty sure Thomas will talk to his friend and team about this and how this decision could effect things. Seeing as with the beard, it was obvious it was gonna be shaved for continuity purposes. But this is bigger choice that could propose some issues. If he does shave it off, my guess it would take about 5 months to grow back the amount of hair we're used to seeing him have. Again..could cause a push back.

In short, I was heavily triggered by this decision he tweeted, I panicked over it, I have genuine concerns over his mental and physical health as well as business/project standpoint, and in the end I said what I shouldn't have in that one tweet reply and I am sorry.

I just hope that he doesn't do it for the sakes I mentioned but if he does that it's a non permanent choice(like he said) and hope he finds a cure for the rash and gets his lovely hair back again for the betterment of the future.

Again I am truly sorry.

[petitexmagician]

I started Furina's quest today and took bit of a pause because yesterday I did finish the AQ. So yeah I still got more thoughts.

And honestly yeah I think it's fair to view the Traveler twin in a negative spotlight for their hand in what was going on. Don't get me wrong even if Furina told the Traveler twin her true identity and the suffering she underwent waiting for Focalors plan to go through, reveal that she was told to wait and act like a god by her "mirror self", be given those few minutes before Lyney opened the trick box, the whole plan Focalors had wouldn't happen - Focalors was banking on Neuvilette to get his rights back with her gone to save the people her predecessor made. That was her whole design - so while the Traveler twin was hyper focus on what Furina was going to tell them - not the fact that they just had a hand in curbstomping her self confidence and world view to dust to the point where she was numb in front of people that were doubting her efforts.

It hurt even more that Furina saw Neuvilette and the Traveler twin as the only two people she can turn to - forget Paimon they're just a damn mouthpiece - though more over I want to put a bit of the slight salt to the translation staff. The actions of the cutscene betray the line "Wait I need to know what she was going to say!", the Traveler twin ran and reached out to Furina to make sure she wasn't hit by whatever the beam was going to do - because we see Furina sitting there without a scratch, of course they weren't going to make it or rather just take her hand to pull her out of the blast.

The situation was dire, people were going to disappear in the primordial sea, Furina had no choice but to keep quiet because someone higher then the Seven wanted a whole nation wiped again - and thats what the Traveler twin ended up learning from that single tear. They are in the wrong for pushing Furina to the point that they did - and it shows in Furina's Quest they feel guilty when they meet up with her to ask for her help and they should.

Even if everything was stacked where there was no winners, Nevuilette learned the hell Furina went through from talking with Focalors, the Traveler twin witnessed it - they took a drastic card and their emotions pay for it.

[cringeghostking]

everything everywhere all at once thoughts (NOT spoiler free)

i’m not a movie-goer. i think i’ve seen 3 total movies since 2020, including pre-pandemic, in theaters. before that, i only went if my friends wanted to go.

i went to see everything everywhere all at once due to a random retweet of a neil gaiman tweet from april 17 about how you should absolutely see this movie in theaters if at all possible, knowing nothing about it if given the chance. it leaves theaters near me on thursday, and there was a late-night showing yesterday, which is my favorite kind of showing to attend, so, hey. why not? um. 

bruh.

the core of everything everywhere all at once being, simultaneously: 1. one of the best visualizations of a queer kid’s mental health (the freaking bagel being built to hold the weight of everything she saw in the world so she could see if she “could finally die?” because she wanted the pain to stop?? her masking that pain constantly under a colorfully nihilistic exterior when it’s profoundly miserable to bear and she desperately hopes, in part, that someone [her mom] will face this “absolute truth” with her and show her a different way to view it/live it/bear it?) 2. one of my favorite depictions of the complex relationship between a child + their parents ive seen in visual media (”i love them, i want them to love me,they  hurt me trying to love and i hurt them back on purpose and i don’t know how to compromise to make this possible [because i haven’t realized compromise is even necessary]” going both ways); the fact that evelyn sincerely fucked up not just her relationships, but also the lives of her daughter + husband, and that despite that the consistent narrative thread through the whole of the movie is “im taking drastic action because you arent listening to anything else, but i just want us to talk“ 3. honestly the interwoven-ness of it all is part of what gives it its brilliance, that the evelyn we follow needs the perspectives of all these fragmented could-have-beens to broaden her own internal perspective, which allows her to reach out to her family and make the best of all of those paths for the life that she has. i also adore how well they portrayed the seductiveness of joy’s nihilism + depression bc!! yeah! that’s what it’s like! and how waymond’s core philosophy: yes, life is cruel, but i choose the beauty and the small joys and kindness anyway, because this world won’t make me hard, is consistently seen as weak and silly until, like...

honestly, i think that’s the hardest thing to do in this life. i think it’s a quiet resilience, but perhaps the strongest. + i adored that this movie seemed to agree. 4. the fact that even in her most “successful” lives, where if she’d done just one or two things differently the evelyn we follow knows she could have had all this---the fact that the movie takes the time to break down the difficulties that she has in these lives, or the joys in the ridiculous small lives; the fact that it’s always, no matter the measure of success, about the few glimpses where everything makes sense, and you’re never robbed of that no matter the size of the life you live if you’re willing to let those moments in...yeah. yeah. of course there’s so much more. the construction of the rock universe being voiceless, spoken in dialogue tags on the screen? i loved it. i also loved the font choice. the leitmotif in the fight scenes + the freaking hot dog universe with deirdre + at other junctures just. 

+++

after i saw the movie, i went to burger king because it was one of the few places open at 1am near me. i ordered, and as i pulled forward, i realized (panicking), that i...had completely left my wallet at home. so i don’t peel out of line, because, i dunno, that feels rude...there’s only one car in front of me, anyway. i pull forward, and sheepishly, apologetically explain that i don’t have my wallet, have a good night, i’m very sorry. “oh, hey, you just had the large fries and the chicken sandwich, right?” the manager gives me a kind smile. “here ya go. have a good night.”

alpha wang says he’s trying to bring the world back to Before, “how do we get back?” <to before all this mess, before we didn’t trust our neighbors, before we were so cruel to each other, before before before> and the answer, the dorky, clueless, lost wang provides: be kind first. even if you doubt there will be kindness given back.

[soil-just-needs-water-to-be]

Chapter 21 of Heart Out

Word count : 3329

Warnings : Mention of Violence , Use of the F slur , Light smut mention

I’m sorry if this is a really random chapter I just really wanted to get the next chapter up and I’m really enjoying this particular story arc

(Will you all let me know if you’d like the chapters to be longer and I can do that for you’ll )

Slight mention of violence and the F slur and some smutty ness

George's POV

I woke up that morning feeling pretty great about myself. I'd slept and I felt pretty fresh honestly.I haven't felt this good in a while. As I turn to face the other-side of my room my laptop is still on my pillow and Matty is still sound asleep looking so beautiful like WOW I'm sorry he just is so beautiful. The memory of the conversation I overheard last night comes flooding back to me and the butterflies starts fluttering around in my stomach and it's quite a weird feeling I haven't felt in a while. How can this actual angel be interested in me. I sit and overlook his features for a while, his hair so curly, his face so soft but scrunched against the pillow, the duvet wasn't fully wrapped around him and his chest is rising and falling steadily. He looks so small like I could just pick him up and whisk him away and we could just leave this place and be ourselves. I got dragged out of my thoughts by a loud knock on my door "George I need a word please", I roll my eyes on instinct of hearing my dads voice. "Get yourself dressed please and I'll be waiting downstairs".

"Alright" , that's all I'm giving him right now, he's already "chatted" to me enough and I'm not even going to bother with it today. I know what he's going to say and I know exactly how he's going to say it. I pull myself from my bed and start getting ready for the day. Before I begin to get changed I make sure I'm fairly decent I still have shorts on so I walk over to my mirror on the back of my door and snap a quick picture of myself but just of my top half and caption it "Good Morning love" along with a tagged sound of "talk like that" by The presets I don't really know why I picked that song exactly but I really resonate with it right now.I take my time getting dressed because I really can't be bothered talking to my dad right now he had a go yesterday and last night he really doesn't need to do it again. So either way once I'm dressed I skulk downstairs and sit waiting on the sofa for my dad to come and annoy me yet again I just sit on my phone until he's ready.

"Right George , I'm not happy with any of this right now", my dad is sat across from me in the arm chair staring right at me as he's beratting me but I don't even want to look at him so I pick my phone back up and nod along as he continues. "You've got exams next year, your 16 years old, I know you've been smoking and drinking when your round at that Adam kids house and I don't want you pissing your life away George", I've drowned him out at this point. I just want to leave I've never been really good with people telling me what to do. "George are you hearing me, I will have to start taking action if it gets worse, I will have to ground you" , this causes me to roll my eyes again and reply with

" mhm , okay, it's been like a few classes dad, it's not gunna have that much of a drastic downfall in my life", I swear my dad just over reacts about everything, he's just giving me dagger right now. Obviously that wasn't what he wanted me to say.

"Alright sorry dad, I'll take better care, can I go now?, I have stuff to do".

"Yes fine go , but one last thing these late night phone calls you keep having also need to stop , you are up at all hours of the night and keeping everyone awake"

"I don't even make that much noise", I rise from my spot dragging my rucksack with me and go to the kitchen to eat breakfast. Mums made waffles "Thanks mum".

"Your dads right you know , you do need to sleep more at night love , your staying up far to late". Oh my god can't people just leave me alone. I'm not doing anything wrong. I was just being a teenager I don't know anyone else who isn't like me. I roll my eyes again for like the millionth time today and push myself from the counter with a sigh "George come on don't be like that I'm just trying to help you excel"

"I don't need help , I'm doing fine", I do love my parents and I don't mean to be harsh with them but when they get like this , telling me what to do and how to live my life, it just boils my damn blood , I sigh while pushing myself from the counter," can we drop it please , I need to get to school" , I leave without getting a response, quickly collecting my things from my room . My jacket and shoe you know. As I go to leave I hear a soft whimper from Matty on the screen, as he turns around properly facing the camera still asleep. Perfect picture opportunity, I quickly pull my phone out and take picture before turning my sound down and leaving for the day.

I wait till I'm at the bus stop before I light up a cigarette, I then realise I've only got two left, no way is this getting me through the day.

"Yo, Ad, do you or Joe have any smokes, I have two left"

I slip my phone back into my pocket after clicking my music back on, this bus stop is far to busy right now it is every morning but the head space I'm in I could snap at anyone if they come to close to me right now. Everyone does keep there distance though so that's lucky. Just like yesterday I jump into the bus flash the driver my card and shove my lanky body into the corner while pulling my legs up so people don't even attempt to sit next to me. Adam texts me back 

" Yeh G, I've got some , not much but still enough", this makes me visibly relax a small bit, I reply back a quick thank you and that id see him later, then I slowly go back to my camera roll to check out the picture I took of Matty, Then something that isn't me takes over my hand and posts the picture to my private story captioned "This One Right Here Is So Pretty" after I post it a smile grows wide on my face because I'm not lying he is. It doesn't take long for a few messages to come pouring in, I know they wont be bad as its just people I trust on this story, There's one from Joel. Carly and Laura, my eyes grow to the size of bowling balls when I see Laura has messaged me, she hasn't spoken to me in two weeks. I immediately open it as it cant make my day any worse and I need to know if she's okay?. As I open it my breath hitches its just the eye emoji under Matty's picture 

"Hey you alrite?"

I see her icon flash up a few times before a reply comes through and its not even an answer just another question "who's that then ey?", Do I tell her ? or do I just swerve the question and ask how she is again. She doesn't need to know of anything between Matty and I yet since its not really anything right now.

"I asked a question first L, can you answer that first then we can talk about  other stuff ?", again her icon flashes up on the screen a few more times before a quick reply comes through.

“I’m fine George but no I don’t want to talk about other stuff I just wandered who that was but it doesn’t matter”, why is she always like this, won’t even have a conversation with me anymore. This makes me roll my eyes and just shove my phone back into my pocket because this will just cause an argument.

The bus stops outside of school and as I step off I pull a cigarette out of the nearly emptying box and light up. I can hear Adam and Joel before I see them arguing like they do over something or other. “Yo lads came yourselves , what’s got you so heated”

“Just a discussion about games man” , Adam turns around at my voice after claiming that he was right before asking me “you alright lad , you seemed stressed when you texted”, as he tells me this he hands me a handful of cigs “they’ll help ya”

“Just my dad , at my head before I’ve even had a second to wake up”, I take a long drag of my cigarette and pull my headphones out so to not be rude and walk with them as we make our way up the drive to the front door, As everyone goes in I hang back a bit and Adam comes back

“You coming G?” , his arm is sling around my arm and trying to walk me in “I know your dads pissing you off but come on , come prove him wrong you know what your doing” , I shrug a bit and go with him because he’s right I do want to prove my dad wrong but I honestly also just don’t want to be here just to spite him and show him I can make myself a living without needing school

“Thanks Hann, Im coming bro”, we walk through the doors and make our way to class, as I sink into my chair next to Adam in our English class. I see Laura come in through the door and she spots me giving me a solid side eye before scoffing and getting into her chair, I roll my eyes again and of course Adam saw the whole encounter and nudges me

“What was that bro?”

“Nothing she’s just being a nightmare, she saw my story and now she’s sulking” , I pull my phone out of my pocket and show Adam the conversation, as well as the story although he’s already seen it.

“We’ll she might just need you to explain what’s going on , you broke up a month ago and where together a while and she might need closure”, why does he always have to be such a grown up , I just need someone to agree with me. I love him man but he’s to grown up for this stuff. This makes me laugh a little.

“You know what dad your probably right”, We’ve always called him dad for as long as we’ve known him because he’s always just been so sensible and levelheaded it’s freaky sometimes. He just rolls his eyes at me for this as we eventually start the class.

Like most classes that involve a lot of writing it grates on me. Adam helps me a lot though it gets me through, mid way through class a message comes through from Matty I guess he’s not at school today.

Which I get. I open it and smile automatically at the reply

There’s a picture of Matty laying in his bed looking refreshed , all soft and cozy but with the biggest smile on his face “That’s not the best way to wake a man up G 🫠😉, I know I said it takes a while to get things going sometimes but stuff like that will surely work”. We’ll that’s always an opener for a morning , I reply back quickly with a wink

“I hope you like it”, I turn in my seat a little so that no one can see my phone and my back is against the wall. Incase his next reply is a little more forward, Can’t be getting caught with that. I spot his little emoji pop up in the corner.

“More than satisfactory Darling …but I may have to go sort myself out first before I chat yanno” , Wow , can’t do that right now bro , I blush to myself as I sink even further into my chair, still trying to work a little bit so I don’t get into more trouble.

“This is not the right place Matthew” , the picture I send back with this my mouth is wide open in faux shock and I’m making sure to get some of the classroom in shot so he knows where I am. And send it with a chuckle to myself. I really hope no one is paying attention to me right now.

There’s a short video reply this time , he sent a little message reply telling me that there’s no sound so I can open it without worrying , the video is just of him laying in bed obviously but he’s just slowly pulling the duvet further down his chest “You can’t be seriously telling me you don’t want to see”

I breath in trying to control myself he really is a little fuckin devil , this time though I do just send a message rather than a picture because I can feel Adam looking at me “Love you know I want too , but I’m in class right now”, I then just place my phone on the table and look to Adam with a questioning face and shrug.

“That him by any chance G?”, he’s smiling at me so he’s catching on very quickly but It can’t be that obvious right. So I just shrug again as a way of saying what do you mean by that,”you’ve gone bloody scarlet mate , it’s him alright”

“Whatever , you are exactly the bloody same with Carlz stop tormenting me alright”, we both start laughing at that because really we are just a pair of simps, the ending of the class rolls around quickly, I’ve received a few messages from Matty but I’m too nervous to open them because I know what he’s like, but when we’re all sitting out back at break time is when I decide to brave it and open them. There’s only three they can’t be that bad right.

The first

“Too bad , it could have been fun, messing with you while your at school , never done that with anyone yet but it’s on the bucket list😉”

The second came about twenty minutes after

A picture of himself fresh out of the shower , towel wrapped round his small frame “it would have been more fun if I had your input darling but Wow , that was very much needed ay”

The third just a simple “Sorry about that , anyway how are you?”

This causes me to smile and blush again, I don’t know why I know he’s a confident guy when he really pushes himself but he’s so gentle sometimes and just needs to be more himself , I send him a video back of myself and the guys just chilling “you I’m alright love , my dad was doing my head in this morning so I’m a little iffy but I’m fine , how are you feeling?” , as I send of this reply a bunch of lads from the year below begin to approach as and I instantly know this isn’t going to go well.

“Oh look it’s the fag and his body guards , he had to borrow the giant from jack to protect him”, Reece what a bellend man really needs to think up some new insults, I’ve always been labelled the giant from the beanstalk by this kid at this point, I don’t even think his little posey think he’s funny. Joel ignores them because he’s not one for really standing up for himself but I’m not dealing with there crap today

“Do you just wanna get lost Reece” , I don’t look at him to give him the satisfaction that I’m sure he’s craving, I just try to get lost in what I’m doing in my phone Matty has replied but I don’t really get a moment to reply when Reece pipes up.

“Not very friendly of you Georgie , also I don’t think little Joel here needs you too stand up for him he can very much do it himself” , he’s now crouching down next to Joel and ruffling his hair and Joel is just thrashing around trying to get him off.

“Reece seriously get your hands off him” , I hate this kid with every ounce of my being I swear to god , Usually I’m a chill guy , but Reece scratches every itch in the wrong way, so I lean over and shove him back away for Joel

“Not a wise move there Daniel,”, in retaliation he shoved me back, we look like children I can guarantee that but so what. A small argument ensues , but it quickly escalated as I saw his fist quickly come up to me and make contact with my face right in the eye

“Nah you’ll pay for that Reece”, this is when we start knocking three kinds of shit out of each other but now I can feel Adam and Joel trying to pull me off of him but I keep pulling myself from there hold , then I hear and younger kid calling for the head that’s walking around on the pitch and he quickly comes running over, and starts to get student support

“There’s a fight out on the back field I will need extra support to sort this out , right lads come on” , when student support make there way out I can feel them pulling Reece away from me and once he’s finally out of my grasp I jump out of his way and let the student support teacher take me off and I follow them back into the school I can feel blood dripping from my nose and I swear I have a bust lip and I’ll be definitively sporting a black eye tomorrow, when I get to the student support office I’m handed a box of tissues and asked to be sure I clean myself up while they find out what happened , I sit down on the poorly made seats and starts cleaning the blood off of my fave while I’m being spoken too

“What happened outside then Mr Daniel”

“Reece was just messing about with Joel calling him all sorts and it was just really irritating me and he swung at me and it just got way out of hand, I’m sorry Sir”, This day has just gone from bad to worse honestly “Don’t tell my dad please”

“I’m sorry Mr Daniel , you know we don’t tolerate fighting here , we will have to phone your dad and we will have to discuss exclusion”

“Fuck man” , I drop the tissue back on the desk at this and my head ends up in my head “that’s just great another thing thing he can yell at me for, will I have to go now then , and how long for”

“We’ll see you next week , let me phone your dad first please stay here and we’ll go and get Reece’s side of the story before we go any further though”

“Fine”

As he leaves I take my phone from my pocket again and actually read Mattys message “I’m doing okay, I was supposed to go to school today but I didn’t set my alarm and my mum said rest might do me well but it’s only 11:30 and I’m already bored out of my mind”, I’m glad he’s getting rest actually.

I reply back with a blank screen just saying that I’m glad he’s doing okay , and that I’m glad he can get rest.

With that I put my phone back into mt pocket and begin to clean myself up again feeling the blood running again. This isn’t happening today my dads actually gunna kill me

[excitingrbl]

(is it) happy mother's day?

yesterday I read someone state that mother's day is for everyone and no one should be excluded. before anyone runs to list all of the women that should be included, that isn't what that person was referring to. YES, ALL mothers should be acknowledged. this person was saying mother's day is for children, husbands, boyfriends, grandfathers, uncles, and everyone else who doesn't have children too. it was... absurd. I also acknowledge that people think trolling is an olympic sport and just be saying wild ass shit to see who it'll upset.

regardless, I see and hear similar sentiments DAILY that center everyone BUT the person the actual day is about... so I don't think everyone is doing it for lulz. mothers grow and carry human life in our bodies, while risking their own lives for months, then accept the bulk of parenting this tiny human BUT we MUST share this one day with EVERYONE. we really can't have shit, huh? LOL I have to laugh at things like that because people's fucking self-centeredness knows no bounds.

I want to be excited every year that mother's day rolls around but... my joy around the day is waning.

I'm not going to give a speech on capitalism despite the abuse of that system being at the core of most shit that aint lit. I will say that mother's day is a reminder of how much people don't really give a fuck about mothers. some might be confused like, wouldn't this day be a reminder of how much people care? I get the confusion but consider this... there are 364 days in the year but some of us have to wait FOR ONE FUCKING DAY to be acknowledged as worthy, important, and appreciated. it's giving performative. it aint giving genuine.

and it isn't that a regular ass person cannot understand what I'm saying. but just in case someone wants to feign ignorance, check this out. imagine your birthday... it's ONE DAY out of 365. imagine THAT being the ONLY time there's an outpouring of adoration, love, respect, consideration, kindness, and care. the display itself says people CAN do these things any other time of the year YET, they only value you enough to do it ONCE A YEAR. where is the value in that?

and before anyone swoops in to say, "be grateful", to that I say fuck you and this raggedy ass bread crumb of a performance. seriously. you don't think people deserve this more than once a year? ACKNOWLEDGEMENT BEYOND WORDS. yes, I'm aware this aint everybody love language so pay attention to what is and I'm saying, you only think they need that ONCE A GOTDAM YEAR?

what do you require to feel seen? loved? wanted? appreciated? imagine knowing that if you don't get it no other day from those around you, you'll definitely get it on ONE day out the year. that one day should sustain you until the following year so enjoy it while it lasts and BE GRATEFUL! the more you mull this over in your mind, if you don't see the problem with it, I have to question your levels of empathy and concern for others...and your damn self.

I guess what I'm saying is that since I've never been a fan of performative behaviors that don't align with day-to-day actions, I've drastically tempered my response to mother's day. this also aligns with my overall adjusting of expectations. people don't want you to expect much of anything from them yet, when you don't, they're upset. "you don't think I'm capable???" it isn't that I don't think people aren't capable BECAUSE THEY ARE. it's that there's no consistent track record that THIS is what they value being capable of doing.

I expect to be treated like the decent human being that I am and if someone can't give me that modicum of attention and respect, I adjust my expectations of and for them. they don't get my enthusiasm about something that has yet to happen because, will it? survey says: it hasn't consistently been a priority of theirs so move accordingly.

and that's what I will continue to do. if a different result is wanted, start doing something different to get the desired result. it isn't rocket science.

being a mother is important to me. if it wasn't, I would have given up on this role within the first two years when my sanity said this shit is for the fucking birds. I am not speaking from anyone elses place of motherhood; I'm speaking from where I was, where I am, and the rest of the journey I have to travel with the little support that I have. I fully understand that motherhood isn't solely about me. I'm a mother BECAUSE there is someone relying on me to do what I committed to when I decided to have a full-term pregnancy. I honor that commitment on a level that I wished others would acknowledge not just with "Happy Mother's Day!" but with the community needed to sustain the growth of myself and the amazing supernova I gave birth to 14 years ago. I've adjusted so much of my thinking that I can now acknowledge this commitment really aint got shit to do with nobody but me and the person I committed to... the kiddo.

it doesn't get any easier but that saying "it is what it is" definitely applies. the saying also allows me to center what's most important... and it definitely aint the lack.

so is it a happy mother's day? for some of us, no. for some of us, yes. and for some of us, we eagerly await the day of more balance and harmony within and around motherhood.

happy mother's day to every mother who needs to still hear and see it. happy mother's day to every mother that gains a little more fuel to move forward when it's said. happy mother's day even to mothers like me because at the end of the day our mothering doesn't end unless we want it to... and we're mothers 365 days of every year.

[watch-dog-with-a-blog]

episode 27 came out yesterday! this one was action-packed! let’s get into it.

the mysterious character chasing arrio down the school hallway really showcased how the magic works in the dimension he comes from. it seems like to use a spell, he has to crush a glowing rock/totem to gain its power. is this true for all people where he comes from, or would someone who has the spellbook he’s after be able to use magic freely without the stones, and thus gain unlimited spells?

and since he referred to arrio as “magite” in a previous chapter and in this one noted his bright orange hair, i wonder if that means in his home dimension, the magites are more naturally able to use magic, while the other inhabitants imitate that magic with their stones.

i also cannot emphasize how cool the fire effects were drawn this episode. the mysterious character making whips and blades out of his flames was so well-done!

we see glimpses of this new dimensions language, and i wonder if someone we’ll see enough of it to decipher it, or even get a full alphabet. world-building a new language is never easy but it’s such a key detail to stories like this so i really appreciate seeing that extra care and attention to detail.

jackie really came in strong when she drop-kicked the adversary here! i feel like she’s adapted much more easily to watch-dog’s training than quintin because of her cheerleading background; she already has physical skills, she’s just honing it in a different way.

and of course the “wham!” moment of the episode, quintin revealing himself to arrio. this is something i thought would happen, since quin is impulsive and once he judged that he needed to do something drastic for arrio to trust him, he’d come clean and tell him the truth.

arrio still isn’t in the best place because everything seems to be falling apart around him, so i still wonder if this reveal will do more harm than good for him. he still might push the twins away and have some trust issues since they kept something this big from him. i also feel like jackie will be upset because quin was so insisting on not telling arrio…and then he’s the one that goes and reveals it? it might feel hypocritical to her. and of course nathan won’t be happy about it. i really hope this doesn’t (pardon the pun) backfire on quintin!

[silvercrane14]

what are ur milgram theories? and character opinions?

Hello anon I’m gonna be completely honest. I’m not that smart and I also binged Milgram in a day yesterday so idk how much of this is gonna make sense

Haruka is my little guy. Kinda nervous to see what’ll happen with him and Mu in the 2nd trial. However, unless something drastic changes, I’m going with justified

002 girl (sorry I don’t remember her name. Yuko? Yuta? Sorry) is completely justified unless new info comes out about her

Fuuta I think needs to recognize how his actions hurt people before I’d be willing to give him a justified judgement. Love him tho

Mu kinda makes me nervous, especially her relationship with Haruka. However. I don’t think she’s entirely unjustified, but her attitude towards the life she took scares me. Like a lot of people have pointed out, she’s getting kinda arrogant. Not sure how I’d vote for her but I’m really interested to see how she’ll go

Shidou I think should be voted justified in trial two if only because we need his skills as a doctor. I think ultimately he should be voted unjustified though, since that’s literally what he wants. Also it’s implied he killed a lot of people

Mahiru I think was voted unfairly I think people misunderstood her. I also feel really bad since she’s all beaten up rn. My 2nd trial judgement will most likely be justified unless new info comes to light

Don’t have many thoughts on the old guy. Justified

Amane scares me rn. Idk what’ll happen if she gets voted guilty again- they haven’t said if it’s a 2/3 verdict or if it’s only the third vote that counts but either way idk what it’d do to her mental state. Kinda wanna see her go apeshit tho. Personally I think she’s justified considering the whole cult brainwashing thing but also. She doesn’t show remorse for killing the person (Bc cult brainwash) and so it’d be great if she’d realize that’s bad before the end

Mikoto. Honestly I just wanna see more of his character before making any solid decisions. Kinda scared for the way Milgram Project might handle his character.

Kotoko hashtag girlboss<3

Jk

I think voting her justified was a really bad decision (as seen by her actions) I think her crime is justified, but her actions certainly aren’t. I’d vote unjustified in the second trial

As for theories. I know a lot of people theorize Es is the eleventh prisoner due to the locked eleventh door and I think they’re probably right to some degree, as in Undercover there are eleven cubes (with Es holding the eleventh) however. Jackalope says to think of the prison as a clock. A clock has twelve places, not ten or eleven. Es even comments on this. Idk where this would lead but I think it’s interesting. Anyways <3

[crimechannels]

By • Olalekan Fagbade Tears as victims of Kaduna accidental bombing get mass burial Amid tears and sorrow, the victims of Sunday’s terror bombing of the Tundun Biri community in Igabi Local Government Area of Kaduna State by the Nigerian Army drone were buried on Tuesday. Meanwhile, President Bola Tinubu has ordered a thorough and full-fledged investigation into the mistaken bombing of Tundun Biri community in Igabi Local Government Area of Kaduna State by a Nigerian Army, which killed over 80 people and left scores of others with varying degrees of injury. He described the incident as very unfortunate, disturbing, and painful, expressing indignation and grief over the tragic loss of lives of many Nigerians. In a statement issued by his Special Adviser on Media and Publicity, Ajuri Ngelale, the president, while calling for calm, directed swift and comprehensive medical attention to be given to the surviving victims. He also prayed for the repose of the souls of those who died in the unfortunate incident. Also, the Peoples Democratic Party’s (PDP) presidential candidate in the February 25 election, Alhaji Atiku Abubakar, has called on concerned authorities to conduct a thorough investigation into Sunday’s mistargeted bombing of locals in the Kaduna community. The former vice president of Nigeria made the call while expressing his condolences to the families and victims of the accident in a statement on his official X handle. Lamenting the sad incident, Atiku said: “I am grieved by the news of the drone airstrike that killed dozens of people and left scores of others with various degrees of injury in the Tudun Biri community in Igabi Local Government Area of Kaduna State. “Ironically, the victims of this unfortunate incident were celebrating the Maulud anniversary. The incidence of miscalculated air strikes is assuming a worrisome dimension in the country. We need to develop counterinsurgency strategies that will insulate the civilian population from tragic incidents of this nature. “I call on the authorities to launch a thorough investigation into this tragedy to avert future occurrences.” While praying for the repose of souls lost in the incident, Atiku called for proper medical attention for survivors and assistance to families of the dead. “Meanwhile, no resource should be spared in medical attention to the injured and assistance to the families of the dead. I pray that the Almighty Allah comforts the bereaved families and grants the dead eternal peace.” Meanwhile, a group known as Future Nigeria Movement (FNM) has described Sunday’s incident as an unacceptable national disaster, insisting that President Tinubu, being the Commander-in-Chief, must not allow the incident to slide, but take drastic actions to stop the systematic carnage. The group, in a statement signed by its Leader, Livingstone Wechie, in Port Harcourt, Rivers State, yesterday, urged Tinubu to ensure that those found culpable are prosecuted accordingly. “He must execute his powers and address the nation on steps to arrest this catastrophe. We cannot move on as though nothing happened when our compatriots have been killed like chickens by a military that should protect and defend them.” FNM said the incident has further revealed the need to rework the nation’s military structure and infrastructure, as well as critically prioritise the advanced training and retraining of military personnel. Wechie said: “It is no longer news that most of Nigeria’s military hardware and technology have become grossly outdated and gone south. What has happened to the coordinates and other sophisticated devices that detect and determine targets that should now result in this national calamity and unexplainable international embarrassment. “President Bola Tinubu owes a duty to ensure, without prejudice, that any personnel culpable in this loss, either by omission or commission, must be punished and sacked, including any of the service chiefs. “If the president

fails to exert his powers as commander-in-chief at this auspicious time, it will cast doubts on his commitment and value for the lives of Nigerians. One had expected that service and other security chiefs should be resigning now as a mark of responsibility. The question now is whether our lives have become so valueless that the government will no longer show a necessary duty of care for our helpless citizens. “Fundamentally, corruption has become the mainstay of our security system as this ugly incident has, again, brought to the fore the agitation by frontline soldiers and watchers, that the war equipment has mostly gone south and can no longer contain the sophistication of the terrorists and insurgents. “It was in this same country, under the last administration, that the National Security Adviser raised the alarm that more than a billion dollars meant for military hardware could not be accounted for. Yet, the presidency shut him down till date. Ezoic “The 2024 budget proposed estimate for Defence is about N3 trillion, while that of 2023 was N2.2 trillion as it is back to back. Yet, nobody accounts for the utility just because the insurgency and security situation has become a big industry. If we must make progress, we must be deliberate and intentional without patronising negligence. “Whilst FNM calls for a national mourning, it expresses disappointment and condemns the Kaduna State government for its carefree response, stating that it will foot hospital bills, investigate to avert a recurrence. “This shows leadership failure and loss of value for the lives of citizens. This is too lame, inexcusably irresponsible and disheartening to say the least. We expect state actions to demand explanations and a statewide mourning.”

[themackenzieboydchronicles]

Charity Lays on the Pressure.

Mackron fanfic.

"I can't believe you just sat there and let Chloe pour that jug of custard over me yesterday" said Charity pouring a cup of coffee for herself.

"Well there wasn't much I could do" said Mack feeling guilty that he'd driven Lucy to such drastic action "And she is pregnant"

"Yes that was her saving grace coz if she wasn't I'd have lamped her" said Charity.

"You wouldn't have would you?" Mack asked.

"She humiliated me" said Charity of course I would. Now down to business. What should we do today it's my day off"

"What would you like to do?" Mack asked Charity as he thought she would go off on one if he suggested anywhere.

"Let's go to Leeds" said Charity "You'll need a new wedding suit and I need to look at going away outfits"

"Why would I need a new wedding suit?" asked Mack "I've already got one and what's a going away outfit?"

"A going away outfit is essential. I'm marrying the richest man in the village and I need to keep up appearences" said Charity.

"What for?" Mack asked. "I didn't know we were getting married"

"It's for when you book our honeymoon. I've seen a world cruise and it's a bargain at ten grand each" said Charity.

"Ten grand each?" spluttered Mack.

"I won't be able to afford a new wedding suit at this rate" said Mack.

"If you think you're going to wear the one you married Aaron in you can think again" said Charity "I've already spoken to Leyla and she's getting me some wedding dress brochures so I'll need your Debit card"

"I thought the bride paid for her own wedding dress" said Mack alarmed at how quickly Charity was moving things on.

"Not when her boyfriend is loaded" Charity replied as her phone rang.

"And I'm still married to Aaron" saud Mack as Charity's phone rang.

"Bugger" said Charity "I've got to cover for Chas. Eve's got a rash and she's taking her to the walk in centre in Hotton"

"In that case I'll go and see Moira and I'll pick you up later" said Mack.

Mack drove Charity to work and made his way up to see his sister.

"What brings you here. Thought you and Charity would be spending her day off in bed as she's telling everybody and their mothers that you can't keep your hands off her and your a three times a day man" said Moira sarcastically.

"That's a gross exaggeration" said Mack.

"Everything alright Mack?" Moira asked as Mack was a bit subdued and not his usual self.

"Everything is fine" Mack replied.

"Come on out with it" said Moira "Nate and Tracey think there's trouble in paradise Mack. Come on you can tell me"

"I don't know what I'm going to do Moira" said Mack. "She's started wedding planning and I haven't even asked her"

"Oh dear" said Moira "Is it really that bad?"

"Yes and it's worse since Lucy gave her a custard shampoo" said Mack.

"I heard about that" Moira laughed "Good for Lucy. And talking about Lucy I'm disgusted with the way you've treated her. She's carrying your twins Mack. You need to do better"

"I'm disgusted with myself" said Mack. "I love Lucy and I've got myself in a situation with Charity that I can't get out of"

"Of course course you can get out of it" Moira said "Just tell her it's over"

"I haven't got the nerve" said Mack "I've lost my confidence since Aaron beat me"

"That's another thing" said Moira "What Aaron has done to you is domestic abuse Mack"

"I still love him Moira" said Mack breaking down "How did I get into this mess?"

"Well if you don't know I certainly don't" said Moira "Anyway I've got to pick the boys up soon. But think about what I've said"

Mack walked back to the village feeling downhearted.

"Congratulations" said Mary who had just finished her shift at the Woolpack and met Mack on the way in.

"What for?" asked a downhearted Mack.

"You and Charity" said Mary "And she had us all enthralled about the world cruise. It sounds magical"

"Well I wish someone would wave a magical wand and make it all disappear" said Mack.

"Oh dear" Mary replied "So it's true then?"

"What's true?" Mack asked.

"That Charity has got her claws into you and she's making a bit of a fool out of you" Mary answered.

"Is that what everyone is saying?" asked Mack.

Mary nodded "Fraid so" she replied.

"Well we'll soon see about that" Mack thought to himself as he wished Mary goodbye.

20. 11.23.

[giuliamuzzarelli]

Manifesto of futurism

This manifesto has been written by Filippo Tommaso Marinetti in 1909. This was a really fundamental period in Italy and Europe.

The industrialization in Italy wasn't started yet and our politics was weak and unstable as much as our economy.

Marinetti was a philosophy poet and radical artist in his manifesto he created the movement of futurismo. In the beginning it contains 10 articles and we can clearly see the base of the fascist and anarchy movement, indeed he helps to elaborate it later on the fascist manifesto.

The writing style of the manifesto in Italian is really formal and doesn't leave anything to the interpretation. The mean of this manifesto was the completely rejection of the past. He wrote this sentence "time and space dye yesterday" with this he was hoping in a destruction of any symbol of the past or any building that represents our history for building a new, strong and revolutionary future for Italy, full of machines and completely industrialised.

He saw the war as a purification and he was in the front line during the world war I and was active politically even after.

The main symbol of his manifesto was speed, machinery, violence, youth and industry. The progress need to be present in Italy and he was thinking to show our capability to the other country. In Europe this manifesto wasn't take really seriously and also in Italy didn't receive any positive reactions in the beginning. He also create some theater opera that didn't receive any positive comments from the critics.

In the beginning the manifesto didn't have any positive artistic programme, and stated " art can be nothing but violence, cruelty and injustice" he also tries to modify the Italian diet say that we are what we eat and for example we shouldn't eat pasta because doesn't make a man strong and violent and we should eat more Italian rice (without any scientific base).

I choose this article because it is a fundamental part of the history of my country, Italy. It can give a hint of the following even that completely change Italy for ever.

To fully understand this manifesto is necessary to have some knowledge about the time when was write. In that period we was facing an economic crisis and was necessary a revolutionary and drastic change. This doesn't mean that a complete eradication of history and tradition was necessary. Indeed, we can only lear and be better from our previous mistake and our pass is our identity, is what make each of us different and peculiar. I'm not concord with the method he suggests and the silent violent meaning behind this manifesto, nothing good can be derived from violence and disrespect of everything. We can see the consequences during World War II where this extreme and not logically action take our country and Europe too.