#which i can't afford anymore btw

[citruslullabies]

hii, I hope you're well! idk if you are still accepting requests, but if you are, i wanted to ask you for a dogday x reader inspired by the song "100 years" from the clover álbum (made by Or30) Where dogday before being...dogday, was reader's husband, who never showed up again after going to work one day, i think that song I would fit very well for this

(sorry for my bad english btw)

💜🐈‍⬛

Of course darling! And no worries, your English is good!

Trigger warnings: none that I can think of

Romantic/platonic?: romantic

Requested by: mauumeow

Category: angst

Ship (romantic or platonic): Dogday x reader

Word count: 1021

100 years

The cabin was still and quiet as you stood in the kitchen, dicing up carrots for dinner only for one instead of two.

The table had two chairs, and your bedroom had a bed meant for two and two night stands. Clothes meant for you and clothes meant for someone else who couldn't even wear them anymore, left untouched in your closet. You sighed and shut your eyes for just a moment as sorrow that attacked you every day came in for battle. It had been ten years, and yet you could still never get over him and it was pitiful for you to admit you still loved him.

You still remembered the day he left like it was yesterday, August 8th 1995. You were in the kitchen making breakfast for two, having two plates out and two servings made, two napkins and two forks. As you cooked your scrambled eggs and flipped your bacon, a smile creeped onto your lovely face as you felt arms come around your waist and a nuzzle against your neck.

“G’morning…” Your husband tiredly mumbled, his large hands delicate against you no matter how rough and calloused. You chuckled and glanced back at him, admiring how he looked so put together but acted as if he wasn't ready to face anything let alone the day. You continued to cook and pressed your lips against his temple delicately.

Adoration wasn't the word you'd use to describe how you felt, or love. Those words just simply didn't feel strong enough to use but you knew no other words for it. “Good morning, handsome. Sleep well?” You cooed to your husband that acted like a dog, loyal and loving every day and struggled to tear himself away from your side.

He nodded dazily, and smiled as he smelled the air. He reached over to grab a piece of bacon which earned him a swat to the hand, making him groan and pout. “You're so mean to me.” He complained. You simply rolled your eyes and giggled while continuing to prepare breakfast for the two of you as he took a seat and adored you from afar. You were his everything, even if you two got married later than some. You were 38 and he was 42, only having been married for two years but he wouldn't have it any other way. His brown eyes glimmered with happiness as he saw you approach with two plates, setting them down as you kissed him in which he happily reciprocated.

During the kiss, you separated your lips just momentarily to reply to his previous comment. “Love hurts, Rich.” You hummed before kissing him for just a moment more, taking a seat when you were done and left him in a daze. Even after being with you for so long and married so short, you still had him in the puppy love phase and he couldn't drag himself out of it. He playfully poked your ribs and started to eat his pancakes first. “Yeah yeah, I know.”

The morning went smoothly as always, with Rich scarfing down his breakfast and just adoring you while you finished up. Then his least favorite part came which was leaving, he sighed as you fixed his tie and hair while he was at the door. “Maybe I should call out today.. just spend the day here with you.” He murmured, causing you to raise an eyebrow and hum in amusement.

“Well, while that would be nice.. we can't really afford it right now Rich. Just go in and I promise, we can cuddle and watch a movie on our DVD player when you get back.” You said softly, since you still had a rented out DVD player to put to use. He nodded and gave you a kiss with a delicate squeeze to the hips, before leaving.

That was the last time you ever saw him. Now here you were in the kitchen alone in a cabin you two had bought together, 48 and getting grays and wrinkles. You still loved him after ten years and didn't dare touch anything that was his after he left, the thought of getting rid of anything hurt you more. It was 2005 and today marked 10 years, and honestly you hoped he came home most days. Others you honestly hoped you developed dementia early just to forget about him but it wasn't that easy.

You still felt his touch lingering on your skin, still felt his lips pressed against yours and your neck and the house still smelled like him in a way. Your loved ones had tried so desperately to get you to move on, go on dates and go to clubs but it never felt right. It always felt like you were cheating on a man that wasn't even there anymore.

You lost your appetite which was a normal occurrence since that day, but finished cooking before putting the leftovers in the fridge. Your body wasn't the same as it used to be, with age and loss of appetite from a broken heart. The floorboards creaked beneath your feet, aging with you as you waited and walked into the living room. You sat on your spot on the couch, looking over at the one beside you that you never allowed anyone else to sit in. With a soft sigh you glanced at the window and waited patiently, like you did that night. You waited for hours and didn't fall asleep, not once and you fretted the worse may have happened and maybe it did. Your heart yearned for him and it ached no matter what you did to fill it. Nothing could remedy it and you knew that.

You still loved him, but the memory of his face was fading and all you had to remember it were photos from your wedding but they hurt to look at. Everything around you caused you nothing but pain and memories that you wished you could claw out of your brain and start anew but you stayed.

You stayed and waited just a little bit longer hoping he'd come back.

Thank you so much for requesting!

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for making my dad pay my phone bills?

I (Adult F) live with family. I make minimum wage so I can't afford anything, but I want to be independent someday. My dad (63M) is responsible for paying all the bills in the house, and each of us his children would be paying for our own separate expenses. BTW, this arrangement is the norm where we live, because it's a patriarchal country.

I was jobless during the whole covid period, so my dad was paying for everything.

After I start working again, he told me to pay my own phone bill. I agreed, but wanted a cheaper plan because my current one has a lot of data that I don't even get to use because our house is out of service. I can only use it when I'm outside, which is rare unless it's for work, and our workplace bans phones on the hour.

Anyway, it was my father who got me this phone number, I don't want to change it because it's the number I'm used to and I'll lose many contacts if I change it, but when I called the company to get the cheaper plan, they refused because this number isn't mine technically. My father will need to go to their office in person, which closes very early, and it happens on the time he's working his side job and he work everyday there, he doesn't cancel unless he has an emergency, and he doesn't have any day off because this job is mostly a hobby he likes, not a steady source of income.

Which is why, I'm stuck with a phone plan I don't want. I do pay it, sometimes. I did so regularly, but one time I was late, and my father paid it accidentally. All the bills show up on his bank app and he pays them without double checking. One time he came to me laughing and said "hey, I paid your bill accidentally because you forgot."

I laughed back at him and offered cash in return, but he refused, he told me to just pay it the next time myself.

However, these days I just ignore the bill completely, because I started working in a supermarket, and when I find good deals, I buy grocery for the whole family. Shared grocery is my dad's responsibility, so I could demand him to pay me back but I don't because I'm making him pay my phone bills anyway but he does pay me sometimes. For reference, my phone bill is about 30$ but the grocery I buy is sometimes more, sometimes less, and sometimes nothing. It depends on the deals I come across snd the brands our family like. I feel guilty because my dad most likely has no idea he's still paying my bills, even though I'm helping him with grocery. I also don't demand an allowance from him anymore unless I'm in a pinch, even though I'm entitled to it since it's a cultural norm.

What are these acronyms?

[t-lostinworlds]

hello! gosh, i honestly have no idea what else to do anymore. i've been such a huge ball of anxiety these pass few days and i feel like i've got no other choice ://

so, enrollment for the next semester is this Monday (in 4 days), and idk why my school decided to do it during this time when most ppl don't get paid until the last day of the month/next month. as if that isn't enough, enrollments are also on a time limit and now that we get to decide our own schedules, it's also a race on who gets the subjects first. and if you can't pay for a percentage of the tuition fee upfront, you're going to get delisted so you have to pick your subjects again. the later you enroll, the fewer timeslots. so i could end up having a 6-9pm which isn't safe for me in this city especially when i commute alone. even worse, our tuition for this semester is much higher for some reason and we weren't warned about it.

i can't ask for financial aid from my school yet bc it's required to have at least finished 1 year before you're able to. i'm still trying to look for student/personal loan options bc most i've seen so far require a monthly that i just can't afford rn and it only covers 1 term instead of a whole year so it's not really that sustainable :(( (i don't live in the US btw so it's not a "start paying when you graduate" thing. taking out a loan means i still need to pay monthly while in school on top of other expenses, which as you can imagine, feels more like a burden than it is helpful.) i've also tried looking for scholarships but most only support stem/business courses bc this country isn't nice to artists so that sucks.

i honestly have very little money saved and with the sudden increase in tuition, it's hard to cover half of it even with my parents' help. and again, nobody is getting paid until next month so money is already tight as is with it being the end of th month.

so long story short, i need some help. the first installment for the fee (converted from my currency) is about $600. BUT. NO PRESSURE. i'm only asking those who have extra to spare. and any and all amounts are welcome. it's already going to be such a huge help. hell, even just a simple reblog to boost this already helps a ton.

but also, my commissions are open! so if u want to have a lil story in exchange for just a tiny bit of help, that'd be great too <3

here's my kofi and my pypl

again, no pressure! even a smallest amount already helps a lot. and also, pls do reblog to boost. i really appreciate you! i hope you're having a wonderful day <3 don't forget to take care of yourself too. sending you wonderful people love always ❤️

tagging some mutuals under the cut for a boost bc sometimes this doesn't show up in the tags anymore (but also you don't have too!! you can ignore this if u want alskalks)

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[phoenixyfriend]

Disaster Lineage for Squad?

send me a squad and I’ll tell you who:

Okay, so there are two angles to this, either full lineage (Yoda through Ahsoka), or TCW Disaster Trio + clones. I'll go with the former, since I think that's what you meant.

wears the heart-eye sunglasses Qui-Gon, absolutely. (Am I thinking of @necrophatic's icon with the pink star-eye sunglasses? Yes.)

always steals the aux cord even tho their mixtape ain’t fire Anakin.

which two members fight for shot gun constantly Anakin and Ahsoka fight for shot gun (on the occasions Anakin isn't allowed to drive). Neither of them is ever allowed to ride shotgun, though. That usually ends up

is the designated driver Anakin wishes this were him. It is not. Designated driver is usually either Dooku or Qui-Gon, mostly because Yoda refuses (his joints. They pain him), Obi-Wan doesn't like flying very much, and the kids are Banned. It is also because Dooku and Qui-Gon are both incredibly annoying backseat drivers, and Obi-Wan refuses to listen to either of them anymore. He is also an annoying backseat driver, but the elders are far more likely to drive anyway just to prove a point. Anakin and Ahsoka are still upset that Dooku refuses to get in the speeder if one of them is at the wheel, so they can't drive on Family Trips.

puts down the windows even though no one wants them out Ahsoka. It is TOO COLD in here, the A/C is on TOO HIGH and she wants the SUMMER AIR. Anakin: Or you could just put on a robe like the rest of us. Ahsoka: How dare you.

thinks that they know how to fix the car (but they don’t) Qui-Gon. Here's the others btw People who can fix the car: Anakin, Obi-Wan, Ahsoka. People who cannot fix the car, and know it: Dooku People who can fix the car, and refuse to: Yoda

memes in group chat Ahsoka and Anakin both. Ahsoka's memes are very moder. Anakin still uses I Can Haz Cheezburger

quotes Mean Girls Obi-Wan, but only when you least expect it.

falls asleep during the movies Yoda, frequently. He'd like to support his lineage's interests, but he is Old and Tired. Obi-Wan, but only sometimes. Qui-Gon scrolls through his phone if he isn't interested. Anakin falls asleep depending on his recent sleep schedule (frequently bad). Ahsoka falls asleep depending on how late it is because she's a teenager and also under a lot of stress. Dooku stays awake and pays attention, out of support for Youngsters and out of Spite With Desire To Bitch if the movie was chosen by Qui-Gon or Yoda. Obi-Wan's tastes are Appropriate enough that he's actually legitimately interested.

eats all the snacks Ahsoka. (She is Still Growing! She needs calories!)

plans all the trips I think it depends on the trips. It's usually Obi-Wan, maybe Dooku. On rare occasions, it's Anakin. Everyone lives in fear of those.

jumps on people no matter where they are AHSOKA

is a cuddler ANAKIN

goes over the money limit during the Holiday party Dooku. He's kind of the only one that can afford to. (Except Anakin if he is allowed Padme's credit card, but Anakin usually goes for handmade anyway.)

is the mom friend Obi-Wan, to his own horror.

[scintillyyy]

anyways i did skim through the first couple issues of gotham war because i thought maybe it'd be better to not just form an opinion based on osmosis and

bruce saying no names in the field? didn't realize this was a comedy event. we all know they don't care about secret ids anymore ❤️

like obviously selina's plan is meant to be full of holes and not near as good as it seems to be on the surface but i have an incredibly hard time believing that dick or tim would even entertain her point of view just because assaults and murders are down

because while i think the ethics of this plan and whether it's right to allow minor crime to stop major crime have been discussed ad nauseum

one thing i kind of get stuck on is that home invasion/burglary is not really a minor crime at all. it is an incredibly violating crime actually. just because it's non-violent doesn't mean it's not potentially traumatizing.

like. yes. these people are rich and can technically afford to replace lost "stuff"/have insurance policies on their jewelry (which has incredibly poor resale value btw). but it's not about the stuff. it's about the feeling of safety in your own home where you are usually at your most vulnerable. even if no one got hurt, even if all they took was stuff, even if you weren't even there at the time most people do feel like their house is no longer secure because a stranger was in it and they have a hard time mentally dealing with that. your home is no longer a place you can let your guard down. probably even worse if you were at home, asleep and vulnerable when it happened. your home is no longer a place where you can feel safe and relaxed after that. you might need therapy. you might have trouble sleeping, you might start having panic attacks.

and yea, maybe rick mcmillionaire there is an asshole who definitely needs to pay more in taxes. maybe his gains are ill-gotten and they should be taken from him. but does his 12 year old daughter deserve to feel scared by every creak in the house at night for the rest of her life?

idk i can't picture dick or tim being okay with that outcome just because assaults and murders are down. i don't think they'd be okay with creating a cohort of people who deserve to be a victim of a crime and all the trauma that can still occur from that.

idk. currently team dick, tim, and babs realize this whole thing is dumb and get the hell out dodge. they've done their time dealing with stupid in the 90s. everyone else can deal with it instead. they're on vacation.

[seleniancalamity]

heres another oc i made.. this time he's more Game Accurate :tm: here's my oc, 'nothing' aka sorrel

i wrote a shitload of dialogue for him too below the read more

his gimmick is that he doesn't have a gear. at all. he wasn't spawned with one. i know that's lore inaccurate but idc

he's also the AF1 protag (which does in fact mean he's stratosfear) in my adventure forward au

this wasnt balanced for gameplay at all btw i just did whatever im no game dev LOL

sorry if the formatting sucks also its not complete i ran out of steam at some point cause my fixation ran out right before i finished this :sob:

also sorry if the other phighters are ooc i dont know how to write anyone but subspace

basic - "Here we go again." "Just like old times, I guess." "Try not to be dead weight." "This place is terrible. I respect absolutely none of you people."

map dialogue - bogio skatepark - "I remember breaking a horn here as a kid." protect telamon - "Who the hell is Telamon, anyways?" roblox arcade - "..Not a fan of the green guy plushie in the claw machines. It feels ominous." roblox mall - "Fantastic! I can't afford anything here."

crossroads - "Never thought I'd be back 'home.'" "…" "I wonder if the housing prices here ever went down." "Another day, another 24 hours to waste." "All the coffee here is too expensive. yawn" "Finally, a bit of peace and quiet. Now if only I could get my head to shut up, too."

match outcome - victory - "You'll never underestimate me ever again." victory - "Next time, don't even bother." victory - "Don't waste my time anymore." loss - "Why do I even try." loss - "…." loss - "#### ###. …Seriously? I can't even say that?"

ally interactions - ban hammer [BH] - "They really let just anyone into Phights these days!" [N] - "Don't fly too close to the sun, Icarus." [BH] - "..Who the hell is Icarus?!"

skateboard [SB] - "Y'know.. A smile might be good!" [N] - "There's nothing to smile about in my life." [SB] - "Jeez.."

vine staff [VS] - "Please, try to take better care of yourself, I worry for you." [N] - "…Whatever."

[VS] - "You would benefit from talking to more people, I believe." [N] - "…" [N] - "Fine. I guess I'll try."

biograft [N] - "You remind me of something." [BG] - "WHAT DO I REMIND YOU OF?" [N] - "Doesn't matter." [BG] - "ANSWER UNCLEAR." [N] - "…"

[versegm]

I'd like the director's cut on the "you cannot afford to die" passage because. I read it like a month ago and I still can't get it out of my head GRARGH it's so good!!

Dunno how much I have to say about it because that's very much how I speak in real life, but I'll try!

I wrote that bit early in the lostbelt arc iirc. During Observer of Timeless Temple Guda states that they're fighting because they want to live, and that is still very true (cf garden of lost wills/lb6) but I think that at least in the early lostbelts there was also a big guilt component here. It's the sunk cost fallacy. If so many people died to keep me alive the least I can do is stay alive as long as possible.

"If you forget, where will [this dead one] go?" is actually a bit from the Apocrypha novel that has been haunting me since I first read it two years ago. I don't care much for the Apocrypha mages but this line. Dear god.

Repetition is in writing is always a good way to showcase spiralling and/or obsession and brother you can bet whoever with that mindset better be obsessed with the goal of staying alive.

"What are you willing to do to achieve your goal, what does it mean to want something more than anything" and "What makes a human, how far can you go until you can't call yourself one anymore" are both themes that are very dear to me. Which is why this is the lens I apply constantly on Guda btw. Lion in human hide, would eat the sun to stay alive, you know how it goes.

[advisortotheadvisor]

never not thinking about canis & relda's fight in the 5th & 6th books btw

I've said it in another post, but their fight about charming is less about charming himself and more a clear difference in values. canis wants to protect his family above all else and relda wants to help people above all else. there's no way for both of them to get what they want.

the tension between them in the 6th book is just a continuation of this tension, but slightly worse because now neither of them trusts the other's judgement. canis decides 'fine, if relda won't protect our family, I will' and does his best to make sure he - the person he currently views as the biggest threat to the grimms - ends up dead. meanwhile relda decides 'fine, if Mr. Canis won't try to help people in spite of the danger involved, I will' and does her best to get him out of jail without considering the consequences

at the end of both of these books, there's a part where they stop fighting and get back in-sync with each other because there's a bigger threat to face. and this, I think, is why they don't argue at all in the 7th book. there's a war going and they know they can't afford to be arguing with each other

but here's the thing - that underlying tension of 'I can't trust your judgement anymore' is still there. in the 7th book, canis brings up the idea of bringing out the wolf again and relda immediately shuts him down, but then in 9th book he decides he doesn't care what relda thinks is best and tries to unleash the wolf anyway. and you honestly can't tell me canis had no reaction to the fact that relda has repeatedly told him off for trying to give his own autonomy up to protect his family - only to turn around and do the exact same thing herself.

there's so much tension there and I think it'd be interesting to explore in a post-war environment. the question of 'should we help people or focus on our family' still very much hangs in the air and the two of them would have very different answers.

and of course, the tension is made worse by the fact that both of them have put the other on a pedestal for the majority of their relationship.

the books repeatedly state how important relda is to canis - which i wont deny. she's the first person to trust him and give him a second chance, to believe he can be more than a monster. however, i think the fact that canis is equally important to relda is glossed over

like after basil's death, she lost everything. her husband was dead, both her sons were gone, and nobody in town knew what she was going through due to her own actions. plus i imagine knowing that people you consider friends would turn on you in a second doesn't help matters. but canis was there for her when she had no one else. of course she would have rose-tinted glasses when it comes to him.

so the two of them having to actual deal with those differing values and tension instead of ignoring the other's flaws would add an interesting edge to their relationship

[not-poignant]

Hi Pia!! I want to support you on Patreon, but I'm unsure which tier to choose. I want to choose the Gary & Efnisien tier to support you as much as I can, but I'm hesitating because I know I won't always make use of the early access I would receive. I'm worried that getting the early access means I'm supposed to actually read the content during my early access time, you know? Objectively I know you would never ask that of someone, but I'm still worried that I'm not active enough to be allowed to subscribe to that tier, haha. Any thoughts? All the love <3

Hi hi hi anon,

First it's so awesome you want to support on Patreon!

Secondly, you can read whenever you want! Some people are signed up onto my Patreon for no rewards at all because they just want to support the existence of the writing they love, even if they can't get to it this year, or this month, or next month etc.

I don't track people by how 'active' they're being or anything like that, and I don't like... /thinks/ I notice my regular commenters and people who reach out, but I don't have a mental list of the people who don't, because those folks often don't want to be Perceived until they're ready, so I want them to have space to do that!!

If you feel like it would be a waste to sign up and support this Patreon and my writing, then don't do it! If on the other hand you just want the option to read more of it whenever you have the time and energy to read how you're comfortable reading, and can afford to support that happening, then you can support it! However it comes, I'm happy.

That content will always be there, and if it's not on early access anymore, that just means it's freely available for you to read whenever you like because at this stage I don't paywall my content in that sense.

And if one day you want to read something while it's still early access, you can!

There's zero pressure. I give folks early access stuff because I enjoy doing that and it's a part of this writing business that I enjoy, but what you do with that early access once you get it is up to you, even if it's just delete the email without opening it. I don't know who's doing that, I'm not tracking who's downloading what (I can't see that either btw, it's anonymous), and how you choose to use the Patreon if/when you sign up is totally up to you :D

Please please don't feel any kind of pressure - to sign up in the first place, to read on any schedule if you do, to read within a certain time frame etc. the Patreon account is supposed to work for you first, and me second, so however you want to use it is the way it's supposed to be used :D :D

[imaginesxthevamps]

Hi! Can I request an angst imagine where Brad thinks reader is a gold digger but realize too late he was wrong and then asks for forgiveness, with a fluff ending pls🥺

Thank you!

Expensive stuff | Brad Simpson

Word count: +/- 4.1k

Date: 16/09/2022

Proofread: yes (mistakes can still be there)

Warnings: angst, violence/fighting, swearing/cursing

Tags: Brad Simpson, The Vamps, imagine, xreader, one shot, fanfiction, angst, request, fluff ending

A/N: Here you go love! I've made this one kinda long so I hope you enjoy :)

I guess it's clear that I love writing angst ;)

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You and Brad have been together for over a year now. Everything in your relationship has been going like a dream. Both of you are utterly happy. You and Brad never felt love so strong like this. Though it's Brad that started doubting your relationship a few weeks ago. There is something in your behavior that changed what caused his doubt.

It started when you asked if he could pay for a very expensive necklace but he never saw you wearing it. A few days later you asked Brad to pay for an expensive dress for a certain party. The next thing he noticed is that you became less affectionate. You rejected Brad more and more when he wanted to have sex with you. It's making him insecure as it seems to him you don't care about him anymore. It seems like you only care about his money and nothing else. He is afraid that you're using him.

You're sitting in your bed with your laptop on your lap. You're looking for a new phone as yours just broke down. You sigh when you see the prices. There is just no phone that meets all your requirements that is affordable. You need one that is suitable for use in your free time and work.

"Hi baby", Brad says when he walks into the bedroom.

You hear him but because you're so busy you don't think about answering him.

"Y/n?", Brad says harder.

You look up from your laptop.

"I'm so sorry baby, I heard you but I was just busy", you answer him.

"With?"

"Looking for a new phone, but there is none that fits in my budget"

"Why do you need a new phone?"

"Because mine broke down earlier today, I already had that one for four years"

"So now you want me to pay for it?", Brad sighs.

"What? No, I could never ask you to buy something this expensive for me. I know I need a phone with some more expensive features for work, I can't ask you to pay for it"

"You sure? Cuz you already let me pay for that necklace you btw never wear and that dress which you only wore for that party", Brad says in an annoyed tone.

"What? That necklace was not for me, it was a birthday present for one of my friends. I agreed with our friends that I was going to buy it but I didn't have the money and yeah I needed that dress for the same birthday party"

"Excuses"

"You think I'm lying?", you can't believe what he says.

"Of course you are. I know your type. The first months everything goes well and then you only care about the money. You don't care about me anymore. You always say you'll pay me back but I never saw that money again. You only want me to buy expensive things for you. I bet that your phone isn't even broken", Brad rants in anger.

"What the fuck?! Is that what you think about me? That I'm a liar and a gold digger? That I only care about expensive things?"

"Don't say it's not true, you've been ignoring me for weeks. You're not even affectionate anymore. You don't even want to have sex anymore"

"Wait, because I don't want to have sex I suddenly only care about your stupid money? Wow, I never knew you would be so short-sighted"

"Short-sighted? Please, this has been going on for weeks"

"The reason I didn't want to have sex is that I'm stressed. I've been stressed for weeks about work and all my money problems. The reason I asked you to pay for these stupid things is because I didn't have the money. And yeah I feel embarrassed about it and yeah I don't want that my friends know that. You god damn know how I work my ass off. I'm sorry I'm not famous or some superstar who earns the big money.", tears are streaming down your cheeks now., "And btw I paid you the money back yesterday but you couldn't care less to check that first before accusing me"

"As if", Brad just simply answers.

"You know what? I don't need your stupid money or you anymore. We're done!", you turn around and leave the bedroom.

In a rush, you take the most important things you need and you storm out of the apartment. The door slams shut behind you and you storm to the elevator. You aggressively hit the buttons in an attempt to let the doors open more quicker.

When the doors finally open you don't even wait to step in until other people had the chance to get out. Everyone in the elevator gives you an annoyed look while you push the button to go to the ground floor. You don't care to look up to them. All you do is stare at the floor as tears are brimming in your eyes.

You make your way to the underground parking lot of the apartment. Luckily your car isn't parked far from the entrance. You take your keys out of your bag and you open your car. The lights of your car light up and you walk straight to it.

When you're in your car you don't hesitate a moment to start it and leave the parking lot. Outside the rain is pouring down and you can barely see anything on the streets. The rage you feel inside is making you drive faster than you're probably allowed to. Flashes of the fight you just had with Brad are rushing through your head. You turn the music louder to try to block these thoughts out.

After a 20-minute drive, you park your car before the house of one of your friends. You hope she will let you stay maybe for a few days until you've figured out a solution. You knock on her door and after a few seconds, she opens the door.

"Y/N? What happened?", she asks worried.

You're standing there with tears all over your face, your eyes red and your mascara running all over your cheeks.

"Brad and I broke up", you bring out in between sobs.

"Oh dear, come here", she pulls you in a hug.

Your friend lets you in and lets you sit on the couch. She sits down next to you, laying her arm around you.

"Do you want to tell me what exactly happened?", she asks carefully.

"Brad and I had a fight".

You tell her the whole story. Why he got mad and what he thinks of you. It hurts to go over these past events but it's also a relief that you can tell it to someone.

"I'm sorry to say it but Brad acted like a dick. You two are together for so long and now he pulls this? He has to know by now you're not like that", your friend says to you.

"Thanks, Lucy, for letting me stay"

"Always sweetheart, do you want to take a bath to relax?"

"Maybe that's not such a bad idea"

***

Brad stands paralyzed in the bedroom while he hears the door slam shut. He still has to process what just happened. He never thought you would react like that. He thought you would be angry but not that you would break up with him.

Brad walks to the kitchen where he sees your phone laying on the countertop. He tries to turn it on but it doesn't work. The screen stays pitch black, not even the name of the brand lights up.

"Damn it!", he curses to himself.

You didn't lie about the phone but that doesn't mean you didn't lie about the other things. Brad continues doing what he normally does, hoping you will return later that night. But little did he know you wouldn't return for a longer time...

***

After you get out of the bath you put on a pajama Lucy brought you. You look at yourself in the mirror and hate how you look. Your eyes are red and puffy, you look like a mess.

Lucy has made you some hot chocolate milk and some cookies when you come downstairs. She is sitting on the couch with a blanket around her.

"I thought that might cheer you up a little bit", she smiles.

You smile back and sit down. You pick up the mug with hot chocolate milk and take a sip. The temperature is just right to drink. You take one of the cookies and take a bite. It's only now you notice how hungry you are. It's already quite late in the evening and you didn't have dinner.

"Are you a little bit okay?", Lucy asks.

"To be honest not really, I mean you don't break up with your boyfriend every day"

"Oh, baby. I know Brad messed up big time but you're already together for over a year"

"I know, but if he can't trust me, if he really thinks I'm after his money, I can't be together with him"

Lucy nods understandably. Her phone beeps and immediately she takes it from the couch.

"Is that Con?", you ask panicked.

"Yeah, he wanted to come over but..."

"You haven't told him about me and Brad right??", you don't let her finish her sentence.

"No, I said I'm having a girls night. But to be honest I think sooner or later he will know it from Brad"

"I know, he is just going to tell everyone that I'm a gold digger"

"Hey", Lucy lays her hand on yours, "don't think like that. Maybe Brad will see how wrong he was"

"Too late, he hurt me, a lot"

*** 2 weeks later ***

You haven't seen Brad for a few weeks now. It wasn't easy as you stayed thinking about him. You thought he would look for you but he didn't. He didn't even care to call or send a text. You thought he would've figured out that you weren't after his money.

You're still living with Lucy. Connor knows what happened from Brad. He told all the band members when they were at the studio. Connor didn't know what to think when he saw you at Lucy's place after the meeting. You told your version and Connor immediately showed you his support. He said that Brad made the greatest mistake in his life and so do his other friends. Brad is just too stubborn to actually admit he is wrong.

***

It also wasn't an easy few weeks for Brad. In the first place, he was angry. Angry about what you did to him, that you didn't return to him. But he started to doubt his actions later. He is scared that he is wrong and that he messed up everything. Deep down he is scared to lose you after everything.

To drink his sorrow away Brad goes to the nearest bar in town. He hangs his jacket up on the coat rack and walks over to the bar. It's very crowded, the space is not so big but it's filled. People are celebrating the end of the work week as it's Friday. They are laughing and having fun. Only Brad is the one who doesn't look happy.

"What can I offer you handsome?", the bartender smiles.

"A gin tonic please, with a lot of gin", Brad answers simply.

"What brought you in such a bad mood?", the girl asks.

"Don't want to talk about it"

"So that means it's the girlfriend who did something, isn't it"

"I said I don't want to talk about it"

The bartender stays silent now and just serves Brad his drink. He takes a big gulp before putting the glass down again. The big amount of alcohol is burning in his throat, though it doesn't make him feel better.

"Can you pay for your drink?", the bartender asks.

Brad nods and takes his wallet out of his back pocket. He takes his card out of it and pays for the drink. Then he gets his phone and opens his bank app to see if the money is transferred. When he sees the interactions he can see that you paid him 200 pounds.

"This is the last money I had to pay you", you've added as the caption.

He scrolls through the history and sees you've given everything back he paid for you. She gave you the first amount three weeks ago.

"Fuck"

Brad puts his phone away. In the corner of his eye, he sees a man entering the bar. He is drawing his attention and then he sees it's y/n's boss. He walks straight over to the bar.

"Aren't you y/n's boss?", Brad asks bluntly before taking another sip from his drink.

"Ehm yeah, well I was, I fired her"

"What? When? Why?"

"You're asking a lot of questions buddy"

"So, answer them"

"I fired her a month ago because I felt like it. She was annoying me and I would never get her into my bed. She wasn't fun. I didn't say it to her, I fired her because of "savings within the company" you know"

"Fucking dick"

"And who are you now? Her brother?"

"Her boyfriend"

Brad is boiling from anger and punches the man in his face. Everyone at the bar is looking at what is happening. Before Brad can act the man punches him back right on the cheek.

"Fucking hell, who do you think you are!", the man says angrily.

Both of them get up and they end up in a fight. Some people are even enjoying the scene. Brad has to endure a few punches and scratches. The man that used to be y/n boss is stronger than Brad. Someone pushes both of them off each other. Brad falls to the ground and the man is looking at him with a big grin on his face.

Brad stands up and takes his jacket. He leaves the bar and gets into his car. He leaves the parking as fast as he can. The tires are squeaking. His cheek is burning and he is tasting blood which means his lip is bleeding.

When he is far enough from the bar Brad pulls over. He looks at himself in the mirror. His cheek is red, and his nose and lip are bleeding. The blood is dripping on his shirt. He has scratches on his neck.

Brad needs to see you. He was so wrong and he feels so bad for it. He hits the steering wheel with his hands out of frustration. There is only one place you could be and that's at Lucy's place.

***

"Do you think it's a good idea to also invite James, Kirstie, Tristan, and Sarah?", you ask Lucy.

"Y/n honey, it's your birthday, it's not because you broke up with Brad that you can't invite your friends"

"They are Brad's friends too"

"Yeah so, then he shouldn't have acted like a dick"

You smile at her while putting down some snacks on the countertop. Lucy has put some drinks in the kitchen. There is some beer, wine, and some stronger alcohol like whiskey, vodka, and gin to make cocktails with.

It was mostly Lucy's idea to throw this party. You didn't feel like throwing a party after everything that happened with Brad. A lot of your friends are coming and you're grateful for that. But Brad's friends are also coming and it feels so wrong not having him too. They became your friends too but it feels strange. A few weeks ago you thought you would celebrate your birthday with Brad but now he is not even coming to your party.

"Hellooo y/n, you still here?", Lucy waves a hand before your eyes.

You didn't even notice she said something to you. You were so lost in your thoughts. You only notice now that you have a bottle of gin in your hands and you're staring at it. Brad's favorite drink.

"Forget about him y/n, tonight is all about fun", she rubs your arm in a reassuring gesture.

The guests start arriving around 8 pm. Lucy lets them in and offers them a drink. Everyone has brought you a little gift. You're so happy to see everyone. For the first time in weeks, you can forget about Brad and actually have fun with the people you love the most.

"So how is the birthday queen enjoying her party?", Connor lays an arm around your shoulders.

"It's amazing, you and Lucy organized this so well. Thank you for everything", you hug Connor.

You hear the doorbell ring but you don't pay attention to it as you already see Lucy walking towards it. Maybe some guests are late.

***

When Brad rides into the street of Lucy's apartment he sees a lot of cars parked on the side of the street. Light is burning in the apartment. It's very crowded in the building.

"Shit, it's her birthday", Brad curses when he sees the date on his smartwatch.

He has to park his car a big end from the apartment. Brad gets out and locks the car. At a fast pace, he walks to Lucy's apartment. He can hear the music coming from there, indicating that they are having a party for your birthday.

Not long after Brad presses the doorbell Lucy opens the door. He can see on her face that she is not amused by his visit.

"Brad, I don't remember inviting you, nor does y/n"

Brad steps closer and the light from inside the building reflects on his face. Now Lucy gets a clearer view of his face and she looks shocked. Brad looks like a mess. His hair is a mess, his curls are hanging on his face. There is blood on his face and shirt. His cheek is turning a shade of blue.

"Please Lucy, let me talk to her. I don't know if she will ever forgive me but I have to try", Brad is desperate and the damage of the fight is kicking in.

"What the hell happened to you?", Lucy asks, still shocked about how he looks.

"I uhm tell that later, I have to see her please"

Lucy gives in and lets Brad in. She follows behind him. When he enters the living room everyone notices his presence. Everyone looks at him, shocked to see how battered Brad looks. You can't believe what you see. This doesn't look like Brad.

"Y/n, can we please talk?", Brad asks you in front of everyone.

"What happened to you?", you ask.

"I uhm, I got into a fight with your boss"

Everyone is even more surprised by this answer. They know Brad can lose his temper from time to time but he would never fight.

"Can we talk please, I know I've made a mistake", Brad begs you.

You can only nod and you start to walk away. Brad follows you while everyone is still staring at him. You decide that Lucy's bedroom will be a quiet place to talk. Brad closes the door when he enters the room after you.

"Do you have any idea how much you hurt my feelings by accusing me like that?", you start the conversation.

"I know, I realize that now", Brad says.

"How could you even think after a year, a fucking year, I would be with you for the money?"

"I know I was wrong, I don't know why I thought it. I was so convinced of it and I'm ashamed now. Maybe it's because I'm scared that people use me. I know it's not an excuse but I can't think of anything else"

He steps closer to you and takes your hands in his.

"I know I made a big mistake and I want to make it up to you if that's even possible and if you let me. I'm just so sorry and I hope you can forgive me"

Brad bends down on one knee while still holding your hands. Tears are brimming in his eyes.

"Please y/n forgive me for what I did, I just don't want to lose you. You're the most important person in my life", a tear is escaping his eye and rolls over his cheek.

You also feel the tears coming up. You want to forgive him but he has hurt you so much.

"I don't know if I can forgive you right now, I need some time. But I don't want to lose you either B, let's just take it slow", you say and Brad nods.

He gets up and hugs you tight.

"I missed you so much baby", he whispers in your ear.

"I missed you too, just never do this to me again", some tears fall down your cheeks.

You hug Brad even tighter. You can smell his familiar smell and you feel safe. God, you missed him and now he is finally back. It's still hard to forgive him but you know eventually you will.

"Let's clean your face up because you look awful", you smile at him.

You take his hand in yours and lead him to the bathroom. You say to him that he has to sit on the countertop next to the sink so you have better access to his face. In one of the drawers, you take a washcloth and make it a little bit wet. You wash the blood off his face. When you go over the little wound on his lip he makes a painful face.

"I'm sorry if it hurts", you say.

"Don't worry about it"

"Did you really fight with my boss?"

"Yeah, I saw him in a bar and I asked if he was because I recognized him"

"Why did you get mad at him?"

"He said he fired you"

You swallow the lump in your throat. You know he would find out eventually.

"And he also said he did that because he was bored of you and he wanted you in his bed"

"What?! That bastard"

"Why didn't you tell me you were fired?"

You look down, not knowing what to say. Your hand drops from his face but Brad takes it with his hand.

"I was ashamed I guess, I felt like I was nothing, he made me feel nothing. I hoped if I applied for some jobs and got accepted that I just could say I switched jobs."

"You know I would never have judged you"

You look into his eyes.

"I know, I just hoped I never would have to tell you and that I would find a new job in a week. I have been applying for weeks now but it's always that I have not enough experience"

"I know it can be hard to find a job, and I would have understood that you had money problems"

"I'm sorry"

"It's not your fault, maybe we have to promise to always tell each other everything "

He caresses your cheek with his hand. You can't stop looking into those beautiful brown eyes. His face is inching closer to yours and his eyes are fixed on your lips. You can see in his eyes how desperate he is to kiss you.

"I can promise that", you whisper.

"I've missed you so much", Brad says in a hoarse tone that causes goosebumps on your skin.

Softly you feel his lips touching yours. It lets the butterflies in your stomach go crazy. You push your lips harder against his so you can taste him better. You bite a little on his lip as you know it makes him go crazy. A small moan is escaping his mouth. He pulls himself out of the kiss. You see him rubbing his lip. Blood is dripping on his finger. You just made his lip bleed again.

"Oh no, I'm so sorry", you put a hand before your mouth in a shocked manner.

"It's okay baby", Brad starts laughing which makes you laugh too.

He takes your hands in his.

"Happy birthday love"

"Thank you"

"I'm sorry I don't have a present"

"That's okay, you being here is the best present I've received today to be honest"

"I'm glad", Brad smiles and puts his arms around you, and pulls you closer.

"I'll buy you a present tomorrow"

"You don't have to"

"I've been the worst boyfriend ever, of course I have to"

"That's true"

Both of you start laughing and Brad kisses you on your forehead. Maybe you didn't forgive him today but in the end everything will be fine and the both of you will come stronger out of this.

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The Vamps requests are open

[jennyislander]

The difference a good physical therapist can make

So I have a thing. What is it? No idea. It could be two things. Diagnosing it or them requires me to not be managing the health crises of other family members at a time when I can also afford testing, so.

Anyway, I used to walk four miles pushing a stroller uphill both ways and then make dinner and do laundry. (I was fat, BTW.) I went on birdwatching hikes and camped. But starting mumbleteen years ago, slowly increasing chronic pain and joint softness and muscle spasms and my heart occasionally going like a jackrabbit in spite of obstinately normal blood pressure stole it all away. Now I have to ration my steps in order to get the absolute basics done.

In the midst of this slow fall, I had to fire my doctor. I was describing my symptoms and she interrupted me and told me to join a diet club. I had belonged to that specific club for years. Being in the club had reduced my weight, but had not prevented my pain from increasing or my mobility from decreasing. She did not want to hear it. Fat was my problem. Fat, fat, fat! So I fired her and never got a referral to anybody who might have helped. I just lived with it.

But I at last have confidence that this is going to change.

I had an acute attack of shoulder pain and immobility that got me a visit to a different doctor and a referral to a PT that I could afford. And this PT listened to me say "I am tentatively sure that I have fibro and/or some variety of bendy people disease, but I can't get a diagnosis RN" and instead of clucking at me about my ass size, she accepted that I had in fact been fat back when I spent all day outdoors and in motion, and showed me--this is the biggie--how to start again.

I had tried to "get more steps in" and "be more active" and "do cardio" and all I got was white-out pain, increased stiffness, and sometimes my legs collapsing, which is a thing they like to do. I had been following plans that assume a certain baseline that used to be my normal but is now higher than I can reach. The PT helped me map out my new baseline and then laid out a plan for getting above it.

The path is different for everybody. Some examples from my path:

To build strength, I first lay on my back and pressed a broomstick straight up. Then I did the same exercise sitting, then standing. Then I switched to 3-pound free weights. When those are easy, I'll add more reps. When those are easy, I'll go to 5-pounders. And so on. And if, at any point, stuff hurts? I can go back a step. I have an alternative to giving up.

In the same way, slopes and steps are unspeakably painful for me to walk on anymore but I miss walking. My PT helped me figure out how to just add a tiny bit more walking to my day. I park in a neighborhood that is flat, has a sidewalk, and has a lot of houses on small lots. I walked to the first driveway and back until it was easy. Then the second. I am working on getting to the third driveway. 15 more driveways after that. Take it slowly, she said. Don't push beyond your comfort zone, that's how you hurt yourself more. Don't focus on numbers of steps or calories burned or anything abstract. There's the driveway. Can you get there and back today? No? Can you do any driveways today? No? Then go back to what you could already do before you started seeing me. Just walk around the car. Practice your good posture and let yourself feel how good it feels to move within your comfort zone.

I am never going to climb mountains again; I know that. But for the first time in mumbleteen years, I have a reasonable hope that someday--I am aiming for the end of next summer--I will be able to just go for a walk. Maybe even uphill.

A PT who understands that your goal is not to recapture your youth or get skinny or something else externally validated is worth their weight in gold. She is helping me reach my true goal, being able to move my arms and legs in ways that feel good to me, regardless of what anybody else thinks of my looks. I expect my circulation will continue to improve and so will my strength and endurance. Who knows? My free weight set goes up to 35 pounds. If I keep on adding a little at a time...

If you are looking for a PT, I hope you find somebody who looks at you where you are and helps you start from there. I hope you find somebody who cares more about your joints and muscles than about your butt or belly fat.

[arcanadreams]

im the a6/sorenn anon and while for now most content is on patreon(s), cal's ex info was definitely discussed on their discord, and some of the pegasi info (especially the youngest ones) used to be free to read on aerie's patreon (not anymore i believe. btw, someone literally had to remind aerie of tilaari!mc existence, she edited tilaari!bro one to add their relationship only after that😅😅😅), so im not leaking any behind the paywall info! dw yall are not missing much if you can't afford to be a patron now, their characterization is kind of weird tbh especially compared to the mc's ("traveler was raised as a humble noble" vs "sike bc everyone else wasn't but somehow they are all from the same household"😂😂)

but yeah, not only calderon's ex betrayed him for kmerii, but also his best friend (not sorenn, the other one duh) and im not 100% about this, but there was a free piece (preview, I think) which was heavily hinting he did it for her (aka cal's ex) lol! idk if any of this has changed since then, but man, what a personal life

also, i dont think cal and arlo really knew each other, cal probably just knew of him/who he was from sorenn or when he was in the palace with his mom. arlo prob wasnt even aware of his existence or didn't care asdfgh just still its weird that cal wouldn't know of kit!mc imo

holy SHIT, the fact Cal's gf (I assume Aeriie made it so she was his gf at the time of the betrayal bc that just. makes sense) and his best friend turned on him for the k'merri?? methinks they may have been the ones who framed him based on his in-game dialogue. YIKES, no wonder this man has like three sticks up his ass.

i wanna join the discord for info like this but i've never joined a public discord so i'm kinda scared to LOL, thank you so much for sharing!! maybe i'll muscle up the courage to join but idk.

also i agree with you on traveler making more sense being snobby. the only traveler who seems to have canon reasons for being less of a snob is kit!traveler, because Nikolle was the most well-adjusted of the queens before she got sick, and Sorenn was a pretty nice prince, so kit!traveler had him to look up to. personally i think it'd be super interesting if traveler's mom influenced their personality more. i also think it would be fun to play with the idea of traveler being a far kinder person when they don't remember their past, and then feeling conflicted when they remember their royal lineage because we know through dialogue that they were predisposed to dislike mercenaries already. how would their old personality rear its head? would it at all? just fun things to speculate.

to the arlo point, i went back and played both june and cal's route through episode 6 the other day and tried out every single hobby option on both of them LMAO i have problems. but anyway i believe you're right in that Cal knew of Arlo rather than knowing him directly, i believe he says something like "No offense but he always seemed like a little shit" and Traveler is like "None taken he totally was" LOL.

i can see why cal wouldn't know mc, but also HOW CUTE WOULD IT HAVE BEEN IF THEY SAW EACH OTHER IN PASSING AS KIDS??? UUUUUGH missed potential imo

[vivelegalite]

im having what may be the worst week in my whole 20 years on this earth, so here's a few byler thoughts i commented on someone's post and thought deserved their own post!!! if i got some things wrong, sorry im extremely mentally drained and my wifi literally stopped working halfway through this <3 feel free to correct me or join me in my delusion in the comments/tags/asks/dms though!!!! i need a distraction desperately so don't hesitate to interact!!!!

without further ado, here it is:

why the "i told you, joyce has this telemarketer job. mike won't stop whining about it" line is definitely about will, as evidenced by literally what the show tells us.

it's not exactly clear when watching season 3 what el's status is with the us govt following its finale. she's searched for throughout seasons 1, 2 and 3, but it's clear she was discovered following her role in fighting the spider monster and stopping the soviets. it's assumed some sort of deal is made following the battle of starcourt, allowing el to live as a normal teenager after the byers family relocates to california — dr. owens is said to help them settle in lenora, in a house they most likely wouldn't be able to afford without help.

i've seen points made for both will and el being primary reasons for the byers family leaving. will, obviously traumatised by the upside down and thus the whole town of hawkins, most likely wouldn't stand to stay there much longer without his mental health deteriorating. el is very much the same — the lab, upside down, the mall where she lost her dad are still fresh in her mind.

however, we also later find out about an apparent divide between the government and hawkins national lab, namely dr. owens and brenner. we learn that el is indeed still a fugitive, and she is still actively being searched for by authorities. that's the real reason for the move.

we've finally arrived at our point — letters, calls, and how mike kept in touch with both el and will.

in seasons 1-4 we are shown numerous times that phones are not to be trusted, and that phone lines are not safe. we know the people who were initially wiretapping hopper's and joyce's phones are the same people who then helped them escape, but after season 3 (timeline wise) and season 4 (when we are shown), this changes. dr. owens and brenner are no longer working with the government, instead operating in secret, meaning the means of communication they used to once take advantage of is no longer viable for el.

although this is only speculation on my part, i would venture to say it's pretty obvious.

government taps phones, it's a thing they do —» can no longer trust government —» knowing they tap phones, you shouldn't use them anymore.

this, however, isn't speculation: el is never mentioned in association with calls, only letters. season 4 opens with a letter from el to mike being read out, when she and mike fight she pulls out a stack of letters to prove he can't write that he loves her, and finally, will's line at the rinkomania:

"you've called maybe a couple of times. it's been a year, mike. meanwhile el has like, a book of letters from you."

will thinks mike is no longer interested in whatever he has to say because mike only called a handful of times within the timespan of a year (actually closer to 8 months, but...). he also pairs that sentiment with the fact that mike does keep in touch with el, exchanging letters regularly.

letters, because of the phone lines not being secure, are an El Thing™. we can gather from this line that calls are a Will Thing™, or at least they used to be before joyce got that telemarketing job (the timeline of which is unclear, honestly, given how the last letter el sends to mike in march mentions the job as though it was a new development, which does nothing to explain why mike failed to stay in touch with will since october. but that's another can of worms we don't have time to unpack now. my bet is on internalised homophobia btw).

thus, the line about mike whining about joyce's job? he regrets not being able to talk to will.

bonus: why doesn't mike want to write will letters, too?

i'd bet on a mix of the fanfiction staple aka "i couldn't write because i would constantly pour too much heart onto paper and/or sign the letter as love, mike" and (arguably more plausible) mike finding will's voice comforting.

i mean, come on, their whole thing is being afraid of losing each other. season 1 and 2 are literally about mike losing will and trying to get him back, first physically then mentally. season 3 is mike losing will metaphorically, growing apart because of his actions. in season 4 they acknowledge this — will saying he'd prefer to rip off the bandaid if he were to lose mike, and mike recognising that he lost will because he worried too much about el.

i feel like after all of this, ESPECIALLY seasons 1 and 2, it would be comforting to mike to actually hear will and know that he's safe and sound. if your best friend disappears for days and his voice is the only thing giving you hope about him being alive, i think it's understandable to prefer being able to hear him when he's gone from sight.

i keep imagining season 1 mike calling out to will on the walkie talkie, and can't help but think letters simply wouldn't cut it for them.

[sayakxmi]

[Magi reread] Night 15: Clear

Man, second to last chapter.

They cleared it!!!!

Listen, we all make fun of Alibaba, but Imma be honest with you, if presented with magic fire grandpa who doesn't seem to like me vs a shitton of gold and other treasure, I'd take the money, too. But on a sadder note, Alibaba gets the value of money very personally. Sure, it might not be the most important thing in the world, but he's lived through extreme poverty, losing his mother to an illness that maybe, just maybe could've been cured had they been able to afford any form of treatment. But they hadn't been. And he also had to fend for himself after leaving the palace. It's funny to see him like that, but he has a damn good reason to be like that.

Also, look at the smol Aladdin there.

Him.

Man, if somebody told Amon then and there that this guy currently with some gems in his mouth would be said king, he would've felt so insulted.

Ok, but I wish the "taking the place of beloved Solomon" was elaborated a bit more. (He's talking about Aladdin, btw. Which, now that I think about it, makes sense, since Ugo tried to make everybody believe Aladdin was Solomon)

I love Alibaba. Also, more Amon and the King Vessel he said he didn't want.

I love him.

Yo, half of the fandom, it's the guy you simp over. (Horrendous taste in men) [Yudja: Weird ass hands]

God, that guy.

They shook. But also that goddamn crown on Alibaba's head is so funny for some reason.

Aww, i've never noticed that Alibaba is holding Amon. Is that the moment he felt like a grandpa for the first time? [Yudja: More I think, like an annoyed mother with a young kid at the candy store]

Ok, Amon looks sick as hell here.

Ok, that's actually so nice that Aladdin and Ugo really are both helping with that gold.

Her!

Listen to your new family members, leave the bastard behind.

(softly) Don't.

(I need a hero playing in the background) GOLTAS

Ok, sorry to ruin the mood, but Goltas is kinda similar to "golas" which basically means somebody being naked in Polish, and now I can't unthink that.

Tell her, Goltas!

But also, man, an AU where Goltas leaves, too.

Is that a translation thing? I kind of wonder if in the official one he also say that they have ancestors from the same tribes. Makes me wonder if Kouga are related to Fanalis, now.

He did the thing!

Ok, that's a cool ass shot.

Another cool ass shot, but also, Jamil, shut the fuck up.

I know it's not the case, but he looks like his showing her thumbs up.

Metal Vessel: acquired.

There he is, half of the fandom. Your man. (I won't stop joking about horrendous taste in men, though I do feel like pointing out that I do like Judar. Not my fave anymore, but I happend to like most of the cast, him included.)

Adios.

[fuyuesu]

btw one thing i found interesting when looking at the descriptions for niki's kitchen bg and middle school live2d ingame is that it's all specifically described as being cheap?

like the way the shiinas' house is described is pretty obvious but i also get a very cheap impression from the way the clothes are described as being from a 'big-box retailer' and i just find it interesting ig? in the official eng tl, the line that the fan tl translates as "[my dad] can't even eat food properly anymore" is instead translated as "we couldn't even afford to eat for some time because of that" and i don't know jp so i can't tell which tl is closer to the original line's intention but . given the context clues of these descriptions the official tl seems to line up?? but again i legit dont know OTL i could be reading too far into things again

[judasvibe]

that post where some woman say 'learn to drive, it's an essential skill' having a billion replies about offended women with objections about why they can't or shouldn't learn how to drive is just....

sorry it's showing how so much of this website has zero practical life experience

because yes, it's fair criticism that those rare times you just HAVE to drive someone to the hospital or HUGELY benefit from being able to rent a van to move house don't justify the stress and expense of driving. you can live your entire life free of driving, and that's money you're not spending that's available to call that ambulance or movers

and if you're a student now, you probably can either live on, or ride public transit to, campus.

but the main reason people statistically have to drive isn't emergencies, sporadic life events, and spontaneous road trips. it's work.

not all jobs - depending on your area, not even most jobs - are well connected to transit axes. unlike past generations, you will be changing jobs fairly frequently (5 years or less at each job)

you can say 'well i'll just adapt and live close to a public transit line connected to/my workplace' but what if there isn't a combination available that satisfies your requirements on budget, commute time, and desired environment around your home ? what if there is, but you'd always be moving around for work and never having a solid social circle, and you want one even if you change jobs? you need a car.

you can say 'if you work in a city you don't need this!' which, true for now maybe. are you sure you'll be able to find both a city job, and afford a city flat, forever ? i hope you can but if you've had more than a student job, ever, you should know life's too long to bet on that.

idk man. i drive, i don't like it, but it is what it is. i work in a field that's primarily industrial. manufacturing plants usually sit either in a rural area, or close to towns much smaller than where i personally like to live. without a car i would have to - i HAVE had to - move somewhere i don't like, where i know nobody, and sacrifice a significant chunk of my former social life. could you do that for your entire life ? i couldn't and that's why i learned to drive and bought a car.

this is reality when you aren't 19 anymore, btw. that's why you need a license.