Ok So I Have Developed A New Obsession And My Lizard Brain Has Drawn A Connection Between 4 Unrelated

and go to hell

Demons & Drag pt. 3

DISCLAIMER!!!! TRANSPHOBIC SLUR IS USED. IM SORRY, I HATE IT TOO.

Also a Disney song is quoted. I didn’t come up with it obviously.

Surri sat in the back row of Leh, Jem’s club/bar. She watched as Anitri talked to some of the drag queens of to the side, noticing his occasional glances in her direction.

He had already briefed her on their target for tonight.

Lacy Budwick, a genocidal politician, who is allegedly supposed to show up here tonight for a meeting.

Jem insisted that the twins tell them when they plan to “get rid of” someone so they can advise them on where and how, mostly to ensure they don’t ruin anymore of their carpet.

Surri watched the specific drag queen that Jem had told her went by Mother of F’s, she was a tall lady with a white wig and dramatic green makeup. She had on a skin tight, emerald green dress that only reached her mid thigh. She had chains dangling around her neck and a smile on her face as she greeted patrons that came through the door.

After awhile, a lady in a power suit with blonde hair in what Surri could only describe as a Karen bob, with a scar along her jaw, walked through the door.

Target acquired.

“Welcome to Leh, I hope you have a wonderful evening, darling.” Mother of F’s said in a sweet voice to the woman.

“Whatever t****y, get out of my way.” Miss Bullshit spat.

“I beg your pardon?” the bewildered queen questioned.

“I said move it, t****y.” Said unwelcome politician.

Surri watched as Jem, or Coco Rose, seemingly materialized next to the two.

“Do we have a problem here?” asked the towering queen.

“The only problem is that this, t****y, won’t get out of my way.”

The flower covered queen looked down at Miss Budwick with a look of mild disgust.

“Excuse me, but we don’t tolerate that word choice here. I’m gonna have to ask you to apologize to this queen, for it is absolutely impolite and intolerant to degrade someone who outranks you; especially when they have done nothing wrong.”

“Why would I listen to a t****y like you?”

Upon hearing this, Coco Rose snapped three fingers and the lights shut off. A few seconds later, a spot light shown down on Coco Rose, center stage.

“Don’t you disrespect me little lady.”

Neon lights started to slowly light up.

“Don’t you derogate, or deride.”

The stage lights spread to show a very creole set.

“You’re in my world now, not your world.”

The two spotlights showed two of the other Queens, Delphine Lulu and Mother of F’s.

“And I’ve got friends on the other side,” Coco Rose said with a wink towards Surri as the other queens murmured the line over.

Surri questioned what the wink meant for only a second while the Queen continued their performance. They wanted Surri to act now.

She walked behind the bar, only getting a glance from Rue Dolly, the Queen on bar duty, before he went back to cleaning glasses.

She reached under the cabinet and found what she was looking for.

Arsenic.

Surri mixed a simple drink and shook the toxin in. She then carried it over to where Miss Bullshit was sitting.

Then returned to the bar to watch the magic happen.

After Coco Roses set was complete, Delphine Lulu took center stage for his set. Coco Rose made their way through the crowd, towards the bar. They met Surri’s eyes with a inquisitive look. Surri nodded.

She then felt her phone buzz.

She pulled it from her pocket to see Anitri questioning her on her progress.

“Just watch her and if she leaves follow her,” Surri texted in response, “She won’t last long.”

As the sets went on Surri helped Rue Dolly clean glasses while the temporary bartender was mixing drinks. On a normal day, Emily would bartend but from what Surri had heard from Jem, Emily was currently visiting her mother and would be back in a few days.

Surri felt a buzz and checked her phone.

“She’s on the move.” The text from Anitri read.

She placed the glass in her hand on the counter and slide out from behind the bar. She followed her brothers tail that she saw slip through the door. When she found him he was watching the intolerant politician, lean against the side of the building with saliva running down her chin as she clutched her stomach. She was only visible in the darkness due to the neon pink sign shining on her. Anitri nudged her convulsing body into an ally where she fell onto her side and let out choked gurgling noises, jerking and drooling until those noises stopped and the color drained from her eyes.

Another one bites the dust.

Anitri turns to Surri, a look that was hard to read in his eyes, and nodded as if to reassure her that the retched lady was dead.

Then they both headed back inside, took a seat in the back row and acted like nothing happened and they had been watching the show all along.

americans better be rebloging the donation and help links for mexico and colombia after all the help they recieved from latin americans w their own issues

any other hypermobile folks need to remind themselves to walk right? i need to consciously tell myself to bend my knees and walk heel to toe.

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Once I realised that I was Aro/Ace, I actually started to appreciate love and romance more.

Before, it always was this vague concept everyone was supposed to be a part of no matter what, but now it seems more like a fun way people can interact with eachother if they choose to do so.

Now that I no longer feel obligated to be a part of the whole romance thing, I'm actually more interested in stories containing romantic tropes. It feels freeing to no longer feel forced to picture myself in those situations.

Please help a black teen get out of their abusive home

tw: abuse, abusive home

“I go by Ana, I’m a black teen (I’m 19) and I want to leave my home since I’ve been abused mentally my whole life, a few weeks ago I was hit by my dad for the first time while he was enraged and under the influence of alcohol. My face is now scarred, I wasn’t even able to cure myself properly, my mom just gave me some bandaids and sent me to my room. I’ve been unable to scape since curfew it’s strict at night and it’s the only hours I’m able to leave the house so they won’t notice.”

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