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I don’t think people realize how freaked out fanfic readers get when their favorite author(s) doesn’t update their ongoing schedule ON TIME.
And it’s not cause we want the chapter…it’s cause we’re so fucking worried about the Author.
Like— OMG ARE YOU OKAY? YOU’VE BEEN GIVING US THE TRAGIC UPDATES OF YOUR LIFE IN THE NOTES THE PAST 10 CHAPTERS?! WHY STOP? ARE YOU DEAD? DID YOU GET STUCK IN THE WALL LIKE YOUR CAT?? HAVE YOU EATEN?? HAS YOUR BRAIN EXPLODED??
Readers no longer care about the story when they don’t get their usual update. We panic and flag S.O.S as we track down our wayward author who has been both blessed by the universe with a creative mind and cursed all the same with the worst luck.
So any authors who are reading this please understand— when we comment “hey are you okay?” in your comments. No, we are not asking about the chapter.
We are legitimately concerned for your wellbeing. Do not force yourself to shit out a chapter just to appease other ppl when you yourself are not in the mental state to enjoy it or even write it to begin with.
so while i do think hinata loves parties and dancing and all that - i mean just look at him, he is the most extroverted energy-filled guy, ofc he loves parties - he does all of it stone-cold sober like there is no universe where hinata gets drunk on nights out, don't you know he has training in the morning?? also like the main reason people drink on nights out is like as a social lubricant or to relax and let loose, and hinata - besides being mindful of his health - does not need anyyy help in that regard that little sunshine is just as bubbly and enthusiastic as a normal person might be three drinks in
Villain ignored the fact that Hero had snuck in. She was already there- no need wasting breath on how. “I don’t remember having a problem.”
Hero was sat on the windowsill as Villain now noticed. Her feet dangled against the wall, beside the sink. “You try too hard. You feel yourself slipping into a good mood so you destroy yourself for it. Darkness is comfort.”
“Poetic,” Villain remarked.
“I’m serious.”
“As am I.”
Hero sighed from her place in Villain’s home. “Why do you do it?” she asked finally. Villain could tell the question had been weighing on her. All those times she fell behind on his schemes- when she’d look him in the eye, and Villain could see there was something missing. It had been an answer. “What are you trying to prove to yourself?”
“You’re troubled.”
“I’m not,” Hero argued. “You are.” But Villain knew better.
He sat at the kitchen island. Putting an arm out in a welcoming manner, Villain invited Hero to sit, as well.
She shook her head at first. Expected.
“I won’t bite,” Villain assured.
Still, she seemed uncomfortable. Villain didn’t push any further in that regard, but he did say, “Tell me, then.”
"What?"
Villain blew a cold breath against the surface of his coffee before taking a sip. "Tell me what doubts you're having."
With a scoff, Hero kicked her feet against the wall, propelling herself off the windowsill and onto the ground. Her feet landed with a soft thud. She raised a finger but Villain cut her off-
"You're defensive. That means I'm right." He took another long sip of his coffee. Hummed. "Did you expect me to be bothered that you broke in?"
Given her strawberry cheeks, Villain imagined so. He shrugged. It wasn't his problem; he was just making coffee. What could Hero do to stop him?
"Listen," Villain said, "I'm not in the mood for an emotional interrogation, so why don't you sit down and I'll make you a warm mug of coffee."
When she didn't respond, Villain volunteered himself anyway. He stood from the kitchen island and abandoned his mug to pluck another from the cabinet. "French vanilla or caramel macchiato?" he asked, as he then opened the fridge.
"Neither?"
"You drink your coffee black?" Villain wasn't sure why this made him smile, but it did.
"If it's not a dark roast, yes."
"It's light."
She nodded. "Then nothing in it. Please. Uh- thank you."
"That means you'll have a cup with me?"
Hero nodded. When Villain placed the mug in front of her, she watched the steam rising from it- considered it as if it were poisoned straight from the pot. "Villain?" she said, and swallowed. "I have something to tell you."
i was GOING to say that i understand the importance of the intense cop training now because
BRUH. no good asian kid hears a spooky voice calling your name and fucking looks around for who's calling. no, you shit yourself and nonchalantly walk away and don't fucking look
but ACTUALLY, you know what, a hot lady in a skintight outfit would have got me too
Tell me why it took me two years to realize you get something off of counterhit close slash anywhere on screen. I was sitting in training today like "This sucks the 5P > 6K gravity on wallbounce is so bad now you can't get a Rainwater pickup" which is when I applied the classic Axl rule of "Sometimes just doing 5P will give you the most beautiful gravity you've ever seen and let you combo for free" and then my corner combo was working and then I was like "Can I get something other than c.S > TKB > Oki in mid screen" and I am so mad. What the hell dude. Most intelligent Axl player I'm gonna scream.
Some protips if you're like me and hate the post wallbreak situation in this game: you can always jump over during the timestop and send them the other way with TKB and just set up oki with Whistling Wind for a reset - damage is about the same anyway cause of the scaling by the end of the combo near the wall. I like to go for resets and sideswaps rather than wallbreaks with Axl against opponents who have too many resources to make your safejump reliable or against Sol Badguy who just doesn't have to hold an area shift wallbreak cause he's Daisuke's special boy (I love him too Daisuke but that doesn't make it any less bullshit (blazing)).
neurologist says my optic nerves are fine/same as last few appointments but still tells me to start taking 12 diamox a day and tells me to get out before i can ask why . also diamox like. cannot fix an issue involving my veins. but idk im not doctor so whatever
im 100% not taking 12 pills a day tho thatd hurt me. past few appointments hes just been rlly wanting me to have more diamox even tho he keeps saying im in remission but he wont answer when i ask why i need the meds then
william nylander resonates with me in a very specific manner and i don't even think i could put it into words properly so i won't even try but just know that in terms of temperament and personality — at least the way he presents himself publicly — he is just! for me. you know. a guy for me to hold in my heart and not even be able to talk about in any meaningful way because i feel so protective over like... not even him. but my own feelings in relation to him!!!
what’s really embarrassing is my roommate on the phone with his mom saying “yeah i’ve been getting really sloppy i haven’t cleaned in a week it’s terrible” and my side of the room is just like that. all of the time. and i feel guilty but he also hasn’t ever said anything to my face he moved my stuff some at the beginning of the year but has never talked to me about it and i’m also so fucking ill that i just cant really handle adding that to my list while trying to also not fail school. so here i am being a terrible person i guess. did i tell you guys about turtle-person. have i showed my bracelets. i’m gonna go to sleep but in the morning i need to show my bracelets
Turns out my tap water has had abnormal levels of chlorine for the past few days.... Which makes sense since i have all symptoms of chlorine poisoning includong super blurry vision and burning stomach and lungs and skin but i have nothing to wash it with because all my water is FULL OF CHLORINE!!!!
Hey y’all! Do you have any recommendations for shower chairs? Like, features to look for, definitely look for one with this, definitely don’t want one with that, stuff like that