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The Unlucky Ones

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Tracked Tag: onemorerollofthedice Sons and daughters of the unluckiest man. {Independent TNBC OC blog, multiverse and multiship, Please read the below information before interacting, and send a message if you would like to know more. 10 years...
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Bar fights & Neon lights ; Modern AU

thesundowncrew:
“Umm..” Wow her words were slurry. She must’ve had more than she could handle, Axel thought to himself. “Well, uh, I’d been waitin’ on ya order but I think you’re kinda done for th’night, sweets.” His way of saying ‘you’re fuckin’ wasted’ gently.
The bartender looked around, wondering if anyone looked like they were lost or searching for a friend, or looking to pick her up. But no one came. Axel could already hear Dillon sending more orders his way, but he couldn’t just leave her here.
“Hey, didja come with a group? Ya want me ta call them for ya or? H-hey? Sweets, you okay??” She looked she was falling even more out of it, like she’d pass out any minute. Not good, not good..!!
Was he spinning? Or was she sitting in a spinny chair? Maybe she was spinning in a regular chair. Or maybe, the room was rotating and she was sitting still. Regardless, he seemed to be all over the room as he spoke to her and she couldn’t seem to focus on him.
“I uh… Can I order some…water…” She slurred, looking unsure if water was the right word. It had to be. “A lot of water… Two water… Maybe three..”
Charlotte had never been that drunk before in her life. Her face was hot and she seemed anxious that she was having trouble controlling her movements. Being aware that she was drunk and having no way to immediately stop it made her panicked and it was showing.
At the mention of a group, Charlotte suddenly snapped up and drunkenly tried to push herself away from the table. “Umm they left but I- gotta go home so I’ll go home and get'em… then they can take me home because… Because I don’t feel good and I think I wanna go ho… Hom…”
Her hand grasped his arm to pull herself up, but as soon as she stood she went right back down and hit the floor. She was holding onto him so tightly that she almost took him down with her. If he’d never met a hot mess before, he was about to spend a lot of time with one.

“WO-AH no ya don’t!” Before the poor girl could acquaint her face with the floor,  Axel sent all his strength to his one arm to pull her up and steady her on her feet. Not much use really since her legs probably felt as sturdy as jelly. He could read her well, bartending would teach you that. The moment she realized whoever she came with were no longer in the vicinity and that she was in no shape to go anywhere. The panic in her eyes, her immediate brash behavior.

But Axel and Dillon were decent folk who made sure their bar was a safe place, especially for girls out on there own. They had a space upstairs, employees only, where they’d let drunks crash for the night if they couldn’t go home. Dillon said they ought to charge them like a motel but Axel was against the idea.

Dillon finally caught sight of Axel and his current predicament. After an exchange of nods between the two men, they understood and Dillon went ahead to cover Axel’s orders. “All right sweets, c’mon. Ya ain’t goin’ home tonight.” After making sure she had her belongings with her, he helped her take one step after another. It was a long, tedious journey but they soon made it up the stairs and into the employees’ lounge where a huge sofa laid waiting.

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The sudden jerking up from the floor made Charlotte a little queasy, but she held it back. She was wearing a cute shirt, she wasn't going to ruin it. At least she was concious of that. Barely able to stand on her own, she held onto the man for dear life. He had very nice arms.

"Bu- I gotta go home... My dog needs t'go out... I think 'mgonna..throw up... Maybe..." She mumbled as he basically pulled her useless legs up the stairs. She looked over her shoulder one last time as they ascended the stairs, but her friends were no where in sight. The feeling of being left alone almost made her feel more sick.

At the top of the stairs, she looked around the lounge. A couch that seemed comfortable, and thankfully there was a bathroom. Although she was slightly nervous that this strange man brought her upstairs with no one around, she didn't have a bad feeling about him. If he wanted something, he wouldn't have been so nice to her. She knew all about that.

" 'm sorry you gotta deal wi' me... I jus' need some water and um.. do you have crackers...?"

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Bar fights & Neon lights ; Modern AU

thesundowncrew:
@sfxrtunato
“There you are! Where were you, sugarbutt?? I was lookin’ all ova!” cried Dillon from afar, having spotted his colleague make his way through Friday’s crowd. Axel had never seen the bar so swollen with people before. Sure, Fridays were their busiest nights but this was taking the cake and frosting! Ever since they’d partnered and spiced things up since the old management, business was finally blooming.
“Shoulda seen it, Dill! Broke up a bar fight an’ they didn’t even get the chance ta step in!” Axel reported, wearing a slight bruise his arm rather smugly. Before becoming Dillon’s partner, Axel was the bouncer. Now they could afford to hire doormen of their own, but Axel still liked shoving people out the door when he had reason to. “Good thing I kicked ‘em to the curb ‘fore they did. They were already wasted.”
“Good! I don’t need some drunk swingin’ their limbs ‘round an’ ruinin’ everyone’s fun! Specially not mine and not tonight! Mm-mm no sirree sugar! No sir!” Dillon laughed back, tossing Axel his apron. “Now hurry up! These bottles ain’t gonna pour themselves!”
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“Yeah, yeah,” Axel chuckled back, immediately getting into the swing of things. He took care of the drinks as fast as Dillon ordered them. Once the previous orders were out of the way, Axel entertained the lingering guests. “Heyya sweets~ Ya been waitin’ long?”
“Alright alright, one more!” Famous last words. After that, Charlotte had stumbled away from the bar, and now she couldn’t find anyone she was with.
It wasn’t long before the drunk panic set in and she was asking everyone if they had seen her friends, and the last person she had spoken to said they saw them leave. They must have assumed Charlotte went home.
Shit.
She wasn’t sure how, but she found herself by the broken pay phones, trying desperately to stick a quarter in the taped up machine. When that didn’t work, she sat down at a table alone and waited. For what? She had no idea. Maybe she was waiting for some water. She forgot.
It wasn’t long before someone had approached her. She recognized him from the bar fight earlier. “M’ not waitin’ for anythin’…” She slurred, “What’re YOU waitin’ for…?”

“Umm..” Wow her words were slurry. She must’ve had more than she could handle, Axel thought to himself. “Well, uh, I’d been waitin’ on ya order but I think you’re kinda done for th’night, sweets.” His way of saying ‘you’re fuckin’ wasted’ gently.

The bartender looked around, wondering if anyone looked like they were lost or searching for a friend, or looking to pick her up. But no one came. Axel could already hear Dillon sending more orders his way, but he couldn’t just leave her here.

“Hey, didja come with a group? Ya want me ta call them for ya or? H-hey? Sweets, you okay??” She looked she was falling even more out of it, like she’d pass out any minute. Not good, not good..!!

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Was he spinning? Or was she sitting in a spinny chair? Maybe she was spinning in a regular chair. Or maybe, the room was rotating and she was sitting still. Regardless, he seemed to be all over the room as he spoke to her and she couldn't seem to focus on him.

"I uh... Can I order some...water..." She slurred, looking unsure if water was the right word. It had to be. "A lot of water... Two water... Maybe three.."

Charlotte had never been that drunk before in her life. Her face was hot and she seemed anxious that she was having trouble controlling her movements. Being aware that she was drunk and having no way to immediately stop it made her panicked and it was showing.

At the mention of a group, Charlotte suddenly snapped up and drunkenly tried to push herself away from the table. "Umm they left but I- gotta go home so I'll go home and get'em... then they can take me home because... Because I don't feel good and I think I wanna go ho... Hom..."

Her hand grasped his arm to pull herself up, but as soon as she stood she went right back down and hit the floor. She was holding onto him so tightly that she almost took him down with her. If he'd never met a hot mess before, he was about to spend a lot of time with one.

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Why do parents always assume their kid is lazy when they get bad grades? Like maybe help your kids by talking to them, not punishing them. This is how I failed math and didn’t even know I had number dyslexia for years.

When my sister was in high school she struggled a LOT with math. Like I know a lot of people find it really difficult (myself included), but I mean she was really really bad at it. She has always been a very smart, creative and sensitive person, but math made no sense to her, to the point where passing seemed impossible.

I will always remember that twice a week, around the kitchen table, my sister would sit down with my dad for hours, and they would try to work out her math homework. I should mention that my dad is an artist, and art teacher. Truth be told I think he struggled with math just as much if not more then she did. But twice a week you could hear them downstairs, going back and forth, trying to figure it out together. Some nights would be smooth and easy, some nights I could hear them arguing from one floor up about factors or equations, not in anger but in mutual frustration.

I remember the day that she passed. My sister couldn’t wait until my dad’s school day ended, so she called him at work. She gleefully announced to him “I got a D-!”. We could hear him through the phone as he exclaimed “She got a D!” excitedly to his class. Still through the phone we heard his students clapping, laughing and whooping in congratulations. Seldom has a grade in our household been so celebrated.

Just thought a shitty picture like this should be accompanied by a story about a person’s parents who actually gave a shit about helping their kid instead of mocking and punishing them.

Read the story

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sadunit

does anyone else constantly get the feeling that you’re running out of time?? and for no reason!! i could be lying in bed in the middle of summer vacation and my mind is like “hurry up!!! before it’s too late!!!” and i’m just like “hurry up and do what?? leave me alone wtf!!!”

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Bar fights & Neon lights ; Modern AU

“There you are! Where were you, sugarbutt?? I was lookin’ all ova!” cried Dillon from afar, having spotted his colleague make his way through Friday’s crowd. Axel had never seen the bar so swollen with people before. Sure, Fridays were their busiest nights but this was taking the cake and frosting! Ever since they’d partnered and spiced things up since the old management, business was finally blooming.

“Shoulda seen it, Dill! Broke up a bar fight an’ they didn’t even get the chance ta step in!” Axel reported, wearing a slight bruise his arm rather smugly. Before becoming Dillon’s partner, Axel was the bouncer. Now they could afford to hire doormen of their own, but Axel still liked shoving people out the door when he had reason to. “Good thing I kicked ‘em to the curb ‘fore they did. They were already wasted.”

“Good! I don’t need some drunk swingin’ their limbs ‘round an’ ruinin’ everyone’s fun! Specially not mine and not tonight! Mm-mm no sirree sugar! No sir!” Dillon laughed back, tossing Axel his apron. “Now hurry up! These bottles ain’t gonna pour themselves!”

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“Yeah, yeah,” Axel chuckled back, immediately getting into the swing of things. He took care of the drinks as fast as Dillon ordered them. Once the previous orders were out of the way, Axel entertained the lingering guests. “Heyya sweets~ Ya been waitin’ long?”

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sfxrtunato

"Alright alright, one more!" Famous last words. After that, Charlotte had stumbled away from the bar, and now she couldn't find anyone she was with.

It wasn't long before the drunk panic set in and she was asking everyone if they had seen her friends, and the last person she had spoken to said they saw them leave. They must have assumed Charlotte went home.

Shit.

She wasn't sure how, but she found herself by the broken pay phones, trying desperately to stick a quarter in the taped up machine. When that didn't work, she sat down at a table alone and waited. For what? She had no idea. Maybe she was waiting for some water. She forgot.

It wasn't long before someone had approached her. She recognized him from the bar fight earlier. "M' not waitin' for anythin'..." She slurred, "What're YOU waitin' for...?"

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Anonymous asked:

wow another misinformed person who thinks that straight aces and aros are lgbt. why am i not surprised. not every one belongs everywhere. you can accept straight aces and aros, but do not tell them that they are lgbt because they 100% are not. lgbt spaces are for lgbt people case closed. maybe you should brush up on lgbt issues before you invite straight people to be a part of our community.

Please take a step back and listen to how you just conducted that sentence. I’m not quite sure where you’re coming from in life, but it sounds like you’ve been through quite a bit with your identity. So have I. And when I found myself a member of the LGBTQIA+ community, I finally found a huge group of people who accepted me and supported me. I hope the same happened for you. And if not, I hope it happens soon, because everyone deserves that.

Consider people who observe no sexual or romantic attraction, which are legitimate identities, who feel wrong for one way or another. They’re asexual and/or aromantic, regardless of gay or straight, and that still falls under the A in the acronym, but I keep hearing that one half’s not different enough. Not oppressed enough. I would first say, none of us know everyone’s story, and there’s no way we will, so we don’t know what everyone has gone through with their identity. And second, when did this community become solely about how oppressed we are? [EDIT: Upon reviewing this, I should specify it is important to note the group was founded because of systemic oppression, and that is VERY important. I mean that we are also a group of support and lifting ourselves up and being proud of who we are as a diverse community, as well as continuing to fight the systemic oppression that faces many of us]. If we, as a group, achieve what I hope we can achieve idealistically and not be oppressed, are we still not a group to be proud of? Why wouldn’t we want this group to be an absolute celebration of all legitimate varieties? A celebration of all our unique experiences and struggles? They’re all different and valid.

Is this demographic of people with a legitimate sexual and/or romantic identity to make their own little group? To be made to feel like outcasts in the real world as well as in this group? I feel that this just furthers the negative, unfriendly attitude that already greatly exists in this world and I don’t wanna promote that. I just would think something like excluding would be for those who make us feel unsafe and that would only be on a case-by-case basis, not for a whole demographic who feel out of place and just want to belong, right? I don’t wanna be that way to people the way the world was to me. They’re not lgbt, but they are A, and that’s part of the LGBTQIA+ community, right? And of course I can’t change what you believe. And you’re right, I can accept them! I shall, because acceptance in this community is what inspired me and helped me when I felt lost, and I want to be that for others. [EDIT: I also want to stress that, the bottom line here is that all I’d like is for us to take time, ALL of us, asexuals and aromantics included, to educate ourselves, try to understand and respect each other’s individual struggles/experiences/stories, because they ARE all different. Empathy and trust is key because this line of distrust does not seem to be going in a positive direction. It seems to be leading to negativity, divisiveness, and name-calling and I don’t like seeing that. That’s not what I think many of us are trying to achieve. Sorry for typing so much haha]

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illinicoise

“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”

not even risking that shit

scrolled past this, re-evaluated my life, then SCROOOLLLED back up and hit the damn reblog button. 

Last comment same thing. Sorry to the next person who sees this. I just can’t risk it. I have things I need to do before my life becomes hell. Lol

^^^^🌚🌚🌚🌚

helloooooo there

I don’t want to reblog it but I have too much anxiety

I fucking hate you guys… *hits reblog*

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" I'm a being of pure power, I don't need sleep"

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@redheadedtwigs"Well, I'm not a being of pure power, and I need sleep. And I can't get that sleep unless someone, *cough* you, sleeps with me." Charlotte answered, sitting up on the bed with her arms crossed. Who pissed in his spooky-o's? Usually, he was so willing to cuddle with her, but he was being cold and distant tonight."Why are you being so stubborn tonight, love? ...Did I do something wrong?" She asked.

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3 am sentence starters
  • “ why are you awake? “
  • “ i can’t sleep. “
  • “ go to bed already. “
  • “ i’m a being of pure power, i don’t need sleep. “
  • “ i’ve been running on 5 hour energy all day, there’s no stopping now. “
  • “ i’m. so. tired. “
  • “ i had a nightmare. “
  • “ it’s nothing, go back to bed. “
  • “ when’s the last time you slept? “
  • “ you’re clearly exhausted. why are you doing this to yourself? “ 
  • “ wake up. wake up. wake uuuuup. “
  • “ i’ll sleep when i’m dead. “
  • “ yawning doesn’t mean i’m tired! maybe i’m just bored by you telling me to go to sleep so much. “
  • “ is something wrong? “
  • “ i just need to finish what i’m doing, then i’ll sleep. “
  • “ you said you were about to go to bed two hours ago. c’mon, time’s up. “
  • “ is it okay if i sleep in your bed tonight? i’m kinda freaked out. “
  • “ stop bossing me around, you’re not my mom. i’ll go to sleep when i want to. “
  • “ you’re pouring coffee all over the counter. “ 
  • “ why are you making hot pockets at 3 am? “
  • “ i don’t care when you go to bed, but do you have to wake me up in the middle of the night with your loud music?! “
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SEND “BEEP” FOR A RANDOM TEXT FROM MY MUSE.
I’ll randomly generate a number between 1-29 for one of the following:
  1. A funny text
  2. A sad text
  3. A scared text
  4. A late night text
  5. An excited text
  6. A taunting text
  7. An angry text
  8. A frustrated text
  9. A concerned text
  10. A loving text
  11. A confession via text
  12. An accidental text
  13. A wrong number text
  14. A text that wasn’t sent
  15. A text for help
  16. A helpful text
  17. A comforting text
  18. A drunk text
  19. A bad idea text
  20. A rude text
  21. A long text
  22. A one word text
  23. A text asking for advice
  24. A final text
  25. A flirty text
  26. A hyper text
  27. A weird text
  28. A sarcastic text
  29. A heartbreaking text
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angstmemes

Basic Angst Starters

because sometimes what’s left to the imagination is much more terrifying.

“Are you feeling alright? You don’t look it.” “I just heard something… Something bad…” “Why didn’t you tell me about this?!” “What’s all this blood?!” “Will you tell me what the fuck is going on?” “Don’t give me that look! It wasn’t my fault!” “You should probably sit down for this.” “Please tell me you forgive me!” “I can’t live without you!” “Oh god, It was a mistake coming here… I’m sure of it.” “What the hell happened to you?!” “Where have you been?! I’ve been waiting for hours!” “You promised you wouldn’t do this anymore!” “I knew not to trust you!” “What’s that in your bag…? Is that–? Tell me it’s not!” “Is this what a dislocated shoulder feels like?!” “How could you do this to me?!” “Wake up! Wake up!!! You’re having a nightmare!” “I feel weird… what was in that drink…?” “I don’t want to leave you, but you’re not really giving me another option.” “Please… you’re scaring me…” “Ssh, I heard something again. How aren’t you hearing it? It was loud… and getting closer.” “Are you okay in there? You’ve been so quiet.” “I came as soon as I could! Did he/she get to you already?” “I don’t know whether I want to do this. I don’t know whether I CAN do this.” “Do you remember anything?” “You have to tell me who did this to you!” “No, no, I’m not alright. I’m definitely not alright.” “What’s your fucking problem?!” “Are you crying?” “You’re freaking me out! Please calm down!” “I’m leaving. And I’m not intending to come back.” “You… are dying?” “Did you drink the whole bottle while tripping? Seriously?” “Do you have a deathwish or something? Jesus!” “Ever been held at gunpoint? Want to know what it feels like?” “Stop screaming! Shh, calm down! You have to keep quiet!” “When’s the last time you slept?”.

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Oh, serious questions? Boo. What do they do with themselves day to day? Are they in school? Do they help with Hallowe'en prep? Are they banished as well?

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@skeletonwithabowtieLAY THE QUESTIONS ON ME.Okay, this took a lot of thinking.The first thing I'll answer is, are they banished?I don't think they would necessarily be banished. The residents themselves would probably heckle them for being in the town, but they are allowed to be there. They're not bad kids, they are just burdened with Oogie's bad reputation. Also, because they're friends with Olivia, she wouldn't let her father banish them for no reason.Second question, do they go to school?Is there a school in Halloween Town? I have never really thought about that much. I don't think that my Oogie is patient enough to home school all four of them, so if there is a school, they would probably go to it. If there isn't a school, their grandfather would be the one to homeschool them because he's a very intelligent man.Third question, do they help with Halloween?Yes! To keep on the good side of the town, they do everything they can to help. Some years, they are chased off, but as they get older, they become more involved. The boys usually help with building and grunt work, while the girls will help the Skellington family or their father with whatever they need. I'm not sure if they would ever have specific jobs, but maybe we could discuss that ;DFourth question, what do they do with themselves day to day? This is gonna be long, sorry y'all.Dallas, being the oldest, has a job or two. At his default age, he works whatever he can. He is not harassed as much as his younger siblings, so a handful of residents like him enough to give him jobs when they can. Whether that's working at some of the small shops, helping Jack with things, or even doing some grunt work, he does what he can to help provide for the family. Eventually he becomes a cop when he's older.Marcus, Charlotte and Natessa are (assuming there is a school) students. Marcus spends most of his days going to work with Dallas, or staying home to protect his sisters. He spends a lot of time writing and learning music.Charlotte does... Whatever the hell she wants. More rebellious than the others, she gets herself into whatever trouble she can, and explores as much as she can. She hangs out with Olivia a lot when they're not busy.Natessa is found at home most of the time, since her siblings don't usually let her go to town by herself, fearing the residents won't be very kind to her. Sometimes she tags along with Charlotte on her adventures, or she goes of with Lock, Shock and Barrel. She is still under reconstruction, so I can't answer much on that. Thank you for asking, sorry for the long post!

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