ngl i’m a little sick of people assuming the worst of like. everything about the purgatory event
some people not having much fun with an event that caters to a specific niche isn’t the end of the world, they’ll come back when the event is over
red team don’t have bad intentions, the characters just have a warped view of their own situation [example: phil calling them the underdogs when they’re in the lead] because of how the first day went and first impressions really matter
we don’t know what the stone eggs being destroyed means, and there is zero indication that it has any bearing on what happens to the real eggs beyond the accessories [which are far more likely to be psychological warfare/the eye just wanting to cause more suffering]
pierre didn’t have bad intentions when he started submitting tasks, he was doing what was best for his team
green probably aren’t going to get kicked out of the event, i assume they’ll be given something else to do like a side quest in the afterlife or something
the admins mess up sometimes but they’re not incompetent and they communicate well with their players, you don’t know what goes on behind the scenes so don’t make assumptions
literally chill
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There's a creepy-ass cirque coming to my city that's apparently part circus part cabaret part freak show and I am torn. Torn, I tell you. Because while it's right up my alley, it also looks exactly like something that would put me on the opening 5 minutes of an episode of Supernatural, Law and Order, or become a Magnus Archives statement.
The trailer gave very Circus of the Other vibes and I want to go so badly but also I value my life.
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When Ed ended his story about his dad with "the good news is my dad was a dick!" I felt that.
I have a lot of unhinged dad stories and they all kinda end like that...
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love at first sight is difficult for me bc I am so concretely a love grows person but I do get it. like obviously I get it I've had a million momentary crushes in my life, and I appreciate love growing from what you might've thought was a momentary crush. but bc of my chronic crush having I find it difficult to tap into the idea of like, well there was absolutely no one I was even thinking about, until you. and then you blew the whole thing wide open. which is of course what pride+prejudice/most of the Ali books/noorhelm/probably other stuff I love is predicated on. so I'm seeing that I do enjoy that trope, but I can't really get my brain around. like. what is appealing about it to me. I think it's primarily chemistry, which is suchhhh an important part of any successful romance, but chemistry is so hard to define. ugh. how I love to say oh the uncategorizeable is what makes the process of categorizing fun and interesting right up until im faced with that which cannot be named or labeled. FINE!
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so for the odessa thing i don’t really like her that much only cuz she reminds me a lot of this girl that doesn’t like me and i can’t get past the fact that she might be like that girl. as for the other people, they’re all jealous 13 year olds💀💀
You know what. This is so valid 😭
We all have those celebrities we don’t like for no real reason!
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Glad that ‘upset’ as a word exists. Good general, all-purpose term to use when you’re feeling bad, but you can’t quite place your finger on what exactly you are feeling. Am I angry, sad, envious, disturbed, lonely, bored? Who knows! Upset it is!
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the first time after they have sex buck tries not to be too clingy. holds onto the following moments post orgasm where tommy's still on top of him, inside of him, and they trade slow, soft kisses, panting into each others mouths. lets himself run his hands across tommy's skin, down his back, over his sides, memorising. but bites back his whine when tommy finally pulls away. he hums softly when tommy kisses his cheek and murmurs, "i'll be right back," and ignores the urge to grab his hand and beg him to stay. lets him leave the bed and tries to focus on something else other than the way his skin immediately feels cold. tries not to feel disappointed. reminds himself that everybody has different needs, it's not all about him. instead, tries to summon the energy to get his own legs working again so he can get up, too.
and then tommy's back. there's a cloth, damp with warm water, swiping gently across his stomach, down his thighs, cleaning him. he can't help the sound that escapes him this time when tommy wipes over his hole, still sensitive, even with as careful as tommy is. tommy runs a hand along his thigh, soothing, apologetic, says, "sorry, kid. you'll regret it in about five minutes if we don't clean up now though, trust me," his voice is raspy, still sounding as thoroughly fucked as when he was in the process of actually fucking buck. buck tries not to preen.
and then tommy's throwing the cloth across the room and buck hears the gentle thump of it landing in the laundry basket. thinks, stupidly, 'score'. and then there's a kiss being placed on buck's inner thigh, and then his stomach, and then tommy's making his way back up buck's body, kissing his mouth. buck sighs, melts into the kiss. doesn't grab onto tommy's shoulder, the back of his head, like he so desperately wants to. lets tommy pull away again, though he doesn't go far this time, hovering over buck.
"s'okay. you- you didn't have to do that, though. i- i would've-" and tommy shuts him up with another kiss. he's smiling oh so softly when he pulls away, has his 'evan' expression on his face, as everyone else has deemed it. flicks his eyes over buck's face, searching, says, "evan. i wanted to, okay? i like looking after you. makes my hindbrain happy."
buck laughs, feels warm in the way he's come accustomed to feeling when he's with tommy, and tommy's smile widens, like he's accomplished exactly what he wanted to and then he's flopping down next to buck, close, so close that their shoulders, arms, thighs are touching, pressed lightly against each other, but he doesn't move to do anything else. a minute ticks by and buck wants to shuffle closer, curl his body around his boyfriends and have tommy's arms wrap around him, engulf him in that way that always makes him feel safe, loved. knows if he asked, tommy would absolutely oblige because he's so good, so amazing like that. doesn't ask. doesn't want to put tommy out. stays where he is, settles for the points of contact they're already sharing despite the ways his skin screams-
"evan," buck startles, doesn't think it's the first time tommy's said his name. rolls his head on his pillow and finds tommy already looking at him, eyes crinkled in amusement. wants to reach out and run his fingers along the lines, ingrain them into his memory. doesn't, but tommy does. reaches out with both hands, pulls at him, gently but firmly, "come on, get over here, i wanna cuddle," he manhandles and rearranges buck how he wants him, until buck's lying half on top of him. head tucked under his chin, one of his thighs thrown across his legs and buck has to remind his dick that they've just had sex and to calm the fuck down because fuck- that's hot, but now's really not the time. one of tommy's arms falls across his waist, tugging buck impossibly closer, like he'd tuck buck inside his skin if he could. buck wouldn't stop him. tommy's other hand comes to rest against buck's head, fingers occasionally moving to pet at his mess of curls.
and buck tucks his face further into tommy's neck, takes a breathe, and another, surrounds his senses with his boyfriend. clings, because he thinks it's okay this time. tommy's clinging, too. lips press to the top of his head, dropping a kiss there. hears tommy's soft, "you okay?"
"yeah. yeah, i'm okay. just- this- this is nice. i- i really like being close to you."
"yeah? good. i really like being close to you, too, evan."
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