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Neil: *mocks Andrew’s salute*

Andrew’s mind:

The Foxes Playing Pass the Phone

(Andrew is sitting back and enjoying the show of finding out his teammates are fucking idiots again)

Kevin: I’m passing the phone to the person who used sarin wrap to dye their hair because we didn’t have tin foil

Renee: Ok, I can admit to my mistakes. And it was 3 am. I’m passing the phone to the person who studied law for a year only to find out that, no, you can’t actually sue someone who refused to give you lemonade at a lemonade stand.

Aaron: It was only two months and that kid was a fucking prick. I’m passing the phone to the person who thought that incest was an organ.

Neil: Yeah, ok, I was wrong. It’s a disease. I’m passing the phone to the person who thinks they can sing and that everyone wants to hear them belting the Star Spangled Banner at one in the morning.

Allison: You all just can’t handle my angelic vocal cords I see. I’m passing the phone to the person who flirted with a lifeguard and almost drowned because of it.

Nicky: He was hot okay?? I’m passing the phone to the person who asked why we can’t just print more money.

Matt: And I still didn’t get an answer, dickhead. I’m passing the phone to the person who thought they could be in Frozen on Ice and proceeded to twist their ankle the second they stepped onto the ice.

Dan: Listen, I needed a backup in case Exy didn’t work, alright. I’m passing the phone to the person who caffeine crashed the day we had a playoff match against the Trojans and nearly had to sit out

Kevin: It was one time and I bitched my way through it

You want to know what I just realized? How do Andrew’s arms not get all itchy and sweaty when tight armbands with knives underneath are literally on him 24 hours a day? Is it explained in the books?

Like I bet he’s always relieved taking them off and can finally run his arms under water and wash them with soap and shit. It’s probably his equivalent of taking off a tight bra after a long day or something, idk.

Also I haven’t read the books in a while so I’m so sorry if he wears them to hide his scars and I just forgot I just had a thought and wanted to share it. I like thinking about Andrew Minyard experiencing human inconveniences

«I've been running for a while, I like drinking all alone

I ain't got any friends, I don't even have a home

A pawn inside the game, and a bomb inside the war

I don't have a clue what the hell I'm searching for

I'm a wanted man

Blood is on my hands

Time to make a stand...»

—Outlaw, Adam Jensen

God just imagine being Janie sitting in her hospital bed watching the news and finding out that her old assistant coach is now starting striker all of a sudden and is in fact not going back to the greatest Exy team in the country but chose to stay with your shitty team, your replacement is not at ALL who Wymack said he was but is in fact a runaway son of a fucking serial killer and legally belongs to the MAFIA, the best Exy player to exist in Evermore kills himself because the Foxes actually beat the Ravens, the psycho midget goalkeeper wasn’t actually a smiley crazy guy but a stone-cold fucker who could 100% murder you with a single glance, his twin brother murdered a man and it was front page of every newspaper for like a month in South Carolina, your coach is actually the dad of Kevin Day and that Kevin Day didn’t break his hand on a skiing trip.

EXCUSE ME???? YOU MEAN TO TELL ME NOBODY’S TALKING ABOUT THE FACT THAT NICKY WANTED TO FUCK KEVIN??

So, India is dying.

Look, I know a good number of you are from the US and things aren't amazing there either, but my country is literally on the brink of collapse. So I'd love it if we could talk about that for a minute.

If you can't do anything else, please just read and reblog.

A second COVID wave has taken out the healthcare system. There are no more hospital beds. There's an oxygen shortage. There's a critical vaccine shortage. The Central Government has thrown its hands up and is passing the baton to the State Governments to do what they can.

There are over 16 million covid cases. A record 330,000 new cases reported yesterday - comparable to the US at its peak. 187,000 dead as of today.

There is no plan.

Mass cremations are taking place. The cremation grounds are running day and night and they are short on wood. People are watching their loved ones die while waiting for a hospital bed, and then they're unable to give them the proper burial rights.

Hospitals are overwhelmed. Patients are being confined, two to a bed. They're the lucky ones.

We are on the verge of people dying in the streets.

This is the second-most populous country in the world. The largest democracy. A country that encapsulates over 15,000 years of recorded human history and has endured everything from famine to invasion to colonisation.

We might be at the end. This might be the thing that does us in.

People are dying.

People are dying.

People are dying and there is no plan.

More good news? Variants are popping up. A double mutation strain has shown up. It is resistant to current vaccines. This will not go away. This is the devastation they warned of when the anti-maskers were out protesting the minor inconvenience of covering their face in public.

My country is on the verge of an emergency state. Our government has failed us. This is as dire a situation as it ever could be.

Look. I don't do much with my life. I write fics, some of you have read them and that's pretty much it. I spend my days with my head in the clouds because that's where I like to be.

But two days ago, my grandmother tested positive, had to be taken to hospital and the ambulance caught fire.

She barely made it to the urgent care she needs.

So, here I am, using whatever meager platform I have to cobble this request together. Because I have to do something.

If you can, donate.

Or spread the word.

Help. Please.

i never talk about these things but i can’t remain silent.

i know tumblr doesn’t give a SHIT when things happen in countries outside the “most popular ones” (such as the usa & england). it’s true, don’t lie to me. y’all don’t give A FUCK. not every issue and problem in said countries gets the appropriate exposure but in general shit shows up on the news WORLD FREAKING  WIDE. you set up donations, you help out, your spread the word, you say “pray for x”……

southern europe is burning. 

my country is burning.

people are dying - at home, on the road, trying to run away, in their cars.

yesterday my country had 300 active fires.

people are losing EVERYTHING they own.

i have a friend that is on a train right now passing through places that have been burnt to the ground and she says the smoke is so intense it’s getting inside the train and she can barely breathe.

and yet, even though several people (myself included) have been trying to bring awareness to what has been happening in southern europe… what we get from most of you, those not part of the countries suffering, is silence. we don’t ask for money, we don’t ask for shit other than a reblog to spread awareness… something you can delete in 24/48hrs if you wish. 

i don’t know what to tell you. i’m angry. i’m frustrated. i’m disappointed. i feel like i’m screaming into the void. “a reblog does nothing” - you know that’s a damn lie, you know exposure always helps, you know people start paying attention when posts on social media become popular. my country in particular is a small one, we get ZERO exposure. y’all are only starting to figure out we even fucking exist bc of the shit we’ve been winning lately. 

but hell, if the EU doesn’t give a shit, why should some user on tumblr dot com?

again, i don’t know what to tell you so i’ll let the images speak for themselves: 

An image captured by a Nasa satellite shows a thick plume of smoke blowing southward from the Greek island of Chios over the island of Crete

Torneros de Jamuz, Spain

Duca, Croatia

A helicopter from Italy’s civil protection service drops water on a fire near the railway between Venice and Trieste

Residents take refuge on the beach as a wildfire burns on the mountain next to the village of Lithi, on the Greek island of Chios

Men gather cattle during a forest fire in Vieira de Leiria, Marinha Grande, Portugal.

Charred trees are seen on the hills above the Cloister of Thivaidas on Mount Athos, a World Heritage Site in Greece

Portugal

Here's a love poem I put together using only lines from gay books because they are THAT lyrical

In order of appearance:

●Sappho (the title)

●The Raven King by Maggie Stiefvater

●Giovanni's Room by James Baldwin

●Carry On by Rainbow Rowell

●Tin Man by Sarah Winman

●Ash by Malinda Lo

●Prince's Gambit by C. S. Pacat

●A Gathering of Shadows by V. E. Schwab

●The Portrait of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde

●Red, White & Royal Blue by Casey McQuiston

●The Priory of the Orange Tree by Samantha Shannon

●This Is How You Lose the Time War by Amal El-Mohtar and Max Gladstone

●Call Me By Your Name by André Aciman

●The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller

●The Gentleman's Guide to Vice and Virtue by Mackenzi Lee

●Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe by B. A. Sáenz

●The Starless Sea by Erin Morgenstern

chaotic academia date except I’m highly caffeinated at 3 am and we make a long furby together, we’re both girls, we fall in love; we name him Dorian Grey as his beauty is his fatal flaw