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skz317cb97 · 1 year

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Love Letters to Who

Hyunjin x Female reader

Word count: 4.9k

Synopsis: Your 21st birthday you were gifted a mysterious journal. If you thought you were shocked when you saw a reply to your first entry from someone, you just about shit when you saw words appearing on the page out of nowhere, right in front of your eyes! Who was owner of those words? Who was H.H?

A/N: 18+ ONLY! Here's our Hyunjinnie's! Only one more left! But don't fret! I've gotten a lot of really great requests while I've been working on this series and still plan to do a part 2 to Everything in it's Place so there is plenty more to come! Thank you everyone who has followed along! If you enjoy this part please give it a reblog, like, comment, jump in my an ask box, I love hearing from you guys! Thank you again! As always warnings and smut below the cut!

Warnings: 18+ ONLY MDNI! Cursing/strong language, mentions of controlling and toxic behavior/relationship, oral (m&f receiving), cum eating, unprotected piv sex (please use protection), coming inside. I'm pretty sure that's it. The soulmate series has been fairly tame smut wise I feel like but if I missed something, please let me know and I'll add it immediately!

It had been a long day but a great one. It was your twenty-first birthday and your family and friends had been over all day celebrating with you. Finger food, cake, presents, the whole nine yards. All of your friends were gone now, your dad had left and your mom stayed over a bit to help you clean up. Just before she left she walked past the table that all your presents had been on and stopped.

“Oh hey! You missed one!” She grabbed the small gift and handed it to you. You looked for a tag with a name but there was none. You shrugged and ripped it open to find a beautiful leather-bound journal. In the corner there were small gold letters, your initials and H.H. You weren’t sure what that meant but it was a wonderful gift, you loved to journal. Your mom left and you got washed up, in pajamas and in bed. You scrolled around on your phone and made a post thanking everyone for coming and for your gifts.

‘Oh and to whomever got me the journal, it had no name but thank you so much!’ Maybe whoever got it for you will comment. You put your phone on the charger and pulled out the new journal and a fresh pen. You opened it to the first page and wrote the date.

‘Today was my twenty-first birthday. It was wonderful. My friends and family were here and I’m very thankful for all of my gifts. It was almost perfect. It would be nice to have someone to share my evening with. To curl up in bed, laugh and talk, make love, fall asleep holding each other. I guess for now, for me, it’s not meant to be. It just makes me a little sad.’ You signed your initials at the bottom of your entry, closed the journal and set it on your nightstand before laying down and going to sleep.

The next day was back to being like any other. You woke up to your alarm, went for a jog, took a shower, had breakfast and went to work. You worked all day, over your time as usual, and then went home. You made something for dinner which either meant you put something small together or accidentally made a feast. It was hard cooking for one.

You watched a few episodes of a show you’d gotten invested in, then it was time to shower and go to bed to do it all again tomorrow. You crawled into bed and grabbed your new journal to write about any small triumphs or losses during your day. You opened it and you were about to flip to the second page when you noticed writing at the bottom of yesterday's entry that wasn’t yours.

‘Not sure who wrote the first entry. It’s strange that it was their twenty-first birthday today too. That evening does sound like a nice way to end your birthday though. I wouldn’t mind ending my birthday like that too. I’m sorry they had to be sad at all on their special day. I hope they find someone kind to fall in love with so they can have a birthday like that next year. In fact, I’m going to use my birthday wish for them and wish that very thing. Whoever you are, wherever you are. Happy Birthday.’ H.H. You were so fucking confused. Had someone broken into your apartment? Why would they take nothing and write in your journal? You turned to the next page and started writing.

‘I think someone broke into my apartment! Maybe one of my friends? Nothing is missing but someone wrote an entry in my new journal. It was nice but extremely weird. Like I just don’t know why anyone would do that. Everything else about today was totally normal other than that. Maybe I should get some security cameras just to be safe. I should mention it to mom and dad but I don’t want to worry them. I’ll look into cameras tomorrow. Now I feel like the bed will seem bigger and lonelier tonight while I worry about who was in here. Hopefully I’m not gutted in my sleep.’ Your initials signed the entry and you closed the book.

Tuesday was a copy paste day which meant it was exactly like your Monday. You had checked into some cameras, at least for the door and the living room. You were so busy the rest of the day you had forgotten about your journal until you were climbing into bed again. You grabbed it and immediately turned to the second page. Just to see. Just to laugh at yourself for thinking someone broke in just to write a cryptic entry in your new journal. Just to laugh... but you weren’t laughing. There at the bottom of the second page, under your entry from yesterday was the same handwriting and while beautiful you were officially freaked out.

‘Gutted in your sleep?! Jesus Christ! That’s fucking terrifying! I think I have a theory that I plan on checking tonight. If I’m right, I might scream and burn this thing! We’ll see I suppose.’ H.H. You turned to the next page. You wrote the date.

‘I don’t know who the hell keeps-’ You stopped writing when words that were not yours started scribbling across the page out of nowhere. You dropped your pen, slammed the book closed and threw it.

“What the fuck!?” You rubbed your eyes and looked at the journal on the floor across your room. You didn’t just see that. It was a trick of the light or a long day. Yea, it was a long day and you were just seeing things. You were certain when you went and grabbed that book and opened it that it was going to be a page with a date at the top and half a sentence.

You slowly walked over, knelt down, and picked up the journal, then went and sat back down on your bed. You closed your eyes and opened it. You slowly opened them and you were in disbelief. There on the page, in the same writing from the two days before...

‘Do you see this?’ You did, but what were you seeing? More words started appearing.

‘If you are seeing this, please, write back.’ You picked up your pen.

‘I see it.’ You waited and then words started appearing again.

‘Holy shit! Okay so do you need like help crossing?’ You scrunched up your face confused by what they were asking.

‘What do you mean? Crossing what? Like a bridge?’

‘How can I help settle your spirit? Is there a message from beyond that you would like me to pass along to a loved one?’ Oh for fucks sake. They thought you were a ghost.

‘I am not a ghost!’

‘Oh no you didn’t remember that you died! Were you gutted in your sleep?! Oh god I’m so sorry!’ You shook your head and scribbled.

‘No no no. I’m just not dead. Not a ghost.’ There was a long pause before the next words appeared on the page.

‘Are you sure? On a scale of 1-10 how certain are you?’ You pressed your fingers into your eyes taking a deep breath. Be understanding. It was a super crazy situation.

‘I’m sure. 1,000. I’m very much so alive. You said your birthday was the other day too. Did you get a journal?”

‘Yeah. Did you send it? What the hell is going on?!’ Whoever was writing seemed like they were starting to freak out a bit. You tried to calm them down.

‘No I didn’t send it. I’m not sure what’s going on. Let’s try and keep calm. My name is y/n, what’s yours?’

‘I’m Hyunjin. How are you so chill about this? This is the craziest thing that has ever happened to me!’ You weren’t really sure why you weren’t freaking out yourself.

‘I don’t know how to explain it but it doesn’t feel like it’s supposed to be a scary or ominous thing. I don’t understand what’s happening or why but it kind of feels like we were meant to get these books. I don’t know I’m sure that sounds crazy.’ It definitely sounded crazy. You didn’t know this man at all why would you both get some magic book that allows you to write to each other?

‘So what do we do?’ Why in the world was he asking you? You had no idea.

‘I don’t know. I guess only one of us should use it. Since you used your birthday wish for me you take it.’

‘Well wait now. Wishing you well and me keeping some magic journal isn’t exactly a fair trade’

‘Really Hyunjin it’s okay. Besides it’s only a magic book if we both write in it. Enjoy and happy birthday.’ You signed your name, a small heart, then closed the book and put it away on your bookshelf. You grabbed another journal and made an entry in it about the magic journal and Hyunjin and then you went to bed.

For the first few days after, you found yourself looking over at the bookshelf wondering if Hyunjin was using it, tempted to look inside, but you had told him he could use it and that would be invading his privacy, his innermost thoughts and you couldn’t do that. So you left it. About a month after your birthday a guy accidentally bumped into you coming out of the café, making you spill your coffee.

“Oh my god I’m so sorry!” You looked at the, luckily, iced coffee down the front of you and sighed.

“It’s okay it happens.” You went to walk off and get clothes that were not saturated in bean water when he hurried to stop you.

“Wait uh... I feel terrible really. Let me make it up to you!” You started shaking your head.

“No really it’s not nec-” He put his hands together.

“Please, let me do something... uh... let me take you to dinner?” You stopped surprised. You figured he’d ask to replace the coffee and you were prepared to say no again but he asked about dinner.

“Dinner?” He nodded, smiling.

“Yes! Please! Let me take you to dinner to make up for being such an absolute klutz.” Wow. He was really cute and he seemed nice. Hyunjin had used his birthday wish for you, maybe the universe was putting it into play.

“Okay, dinner.” He smiled ear to ear and gave you his phone number so that you could make the arrangements, after you got out of your wet coffee-stained clothes that is. The cute klutz's name was Ian and the dinner to make up for exploding your coffee on you ended up being the first of many. Weeks, months went by and lots of other firsts came and went. First kiss, first time sleeping together, first Christmas as a couple.

Things started out perfect and you were so happy. Then over a period of time, you started to see another side of Ian. It started with him getting irritable and he’d do little controlling things. They were always so subtle and the way he would suggest something questionable he always made it seem like it should be so reasonable.

You put up with a lot for quite a while but after five months of it, when Ian asked you to move in and you said no, that was the last straw. You’d been at dinner and he’d quietly accepted the no while in the restaurant but once dinner was over and you were in the car, he lost it. He was yelling as he drove recklessly through the streets, narrowly missing a few cars and running multiple red lights.

You were scared he would crash you into someone on purpose out of sheer anger. Somehow you made it to your apartment without wrecking. When he came to a screeching halt out front you immediately got out of the car and bent down looking in mad.

“It’s over Ian. We’re done!” You slammed the car door shut and he started to get out of his car.

“Wait... baby!” The babies were starting and you weren’t waiting. After that car ride and the things he said, you were done. You went inside your apartment and you heard him speed off, his tires chirping. His texts and calls started right after and you just turned your phone off. He’d give up eventually. You laid out on your bed and cried, angry with yourself for letting him fool you, angry for fooling yourself.

Deep down you felt it. It wasn’t right, he wasn’t ever going to be the one no matter what you had tolerated. You knew you did what was best but you still felt the void it left too. For the first time in six months, you went over to your bookshelf that you kept the journal on and grabbed it.

You walked back over to your bed and sat down with your legs crossed and the book in your hands. You sat there looking at it for a good while. You just needed to pour your heart out and you could do that in any one of your journals but you wanted to do it in this one. You flipped to the first blank page you found and started writing.

‘I didn’t read any of your entries I promise. I just had to...I don’t know what I thought. I guess I thought your wish had come true. I met a guy and I thought the wish really came true, but it ended up being a horrible mistake. I think about you all the time. I don’t know why when we only wrote each other the one time and I know this might be strange to say but I miss you.�� You signed your name and a heart and closed the journal putting it on your nightstand, then went to sleep.

The next morning you woke up and your eyes were immediately on the journal when they opened. You sat up and grabbed it but hesitated to open it. What if he didn’t write back? What if he was mad that you wrote in it again when you said you wouldn’t? What if he thought it was weird that you said you missed him? How can you miss a guy you don’t even know?

You took a deep breath and opened the book to the last page you had written on. There underneath your entry was Hyunjin’s beautiful handwriting and you could feel a weight lifting off your chest.

‘He didn’t hurt you did he?! I’m so sorry it didn’t come true. If I’m being honest, I miss you too and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you. I don’t know why I can’t get you out of my head when I don’t even know you. Go to the page after our last conversation and start reading the entries.’ H.H. He wanted you to read his journal entries? You were confused. You went to the page he told you and started reading.

‘It’s been a few days. I’ve opened the book here and there to see if maybe you had written something. I don’t know, I feel like if I'm not using it for its intended purpose then I shouldn’t use it and its purpose was for me to write you. I don’t know why. I hope you’re doing well wherever you are and I hope one day you open your book and see this. Until then I’ll write to you.’ You turned the page and there was the next entry.

Hyunjin telling you about his day, and then questions about things he wished he knew about you with space left beneath for your answers. He would tell you his answers as well, his likes and dislikes. You went through, day after day, it was all always written to you.

Poems he’d read, work he’d finished, random silly things about his days that usually made you laugh and then questions. You read every page, answered every question and by the time you got to where you had written again you felt like you had known Hyunjin your whole life. You looked at the last words Hyunjin had written on the page.

‘I think we should meet.’ Your heart skipped a beat and you started to panic. Meet?! It seemed so sudden, so fast. You had only just ended things with Ian but something was drawing you and Hyunjin to each other and not just the journals. You decided there was no use fighting it.

‘When? Where?’ Hyunjin told you to meet him Sunday at eleven at the café by the park. You would get coffee, go for a walk, and talk.

‘How will I know it’s you?’ Hyunjin thought for a minute.

‘I’ll wear my hair pulled back.’ Sunday was only a day away. You panicked most of Saturday and rifled through your whole closet deciding what to wear. You decided on nice but casual, you picked a wide necked oversized sweater and a tank top with some jeans and tennis shoes.

Sunday you were walking up to the café when you saw a guy sitting at an outdoor table reading a book. He was hands down the most beautiful person you’d ever laid eyes on. Two beauty marks adorned his face, one on his cheek, the other under an eye, he had lips that looked pillowy soft, and long blonde hair pulled back. There was no way that was Hyunjin, but what were the chances of two guys with long hair pulled back showing up at the café at the same time. You slowly walked up ready to make an ass out of yourself when you realized it wasn’t him.

“Uh... Hyunjin?” The man looked up from his book and his eyes locked on you. His mouth was slightly opened and he didn’t say anything at first. You just stood there, you didn’t know if it was him or not. Finally the man shook his head and smiled at you.

“Yes! Sorry! Yes, I'm Hyunjin. You must be y/n.” He stood and leaned in to hug you as you put out your hand, then you leaned in to hug him and he stuck his hand out. You both laughed and leaned in for a little hug then you joined him at the table he’d been sitting at.

“What would you like? I’ll go order it for you.” You gave Hyunjin your order and he went inside to get your coffee. You pinched yourself as you sat there waiting to make sure you weren’t dreaming. The man that penned at least a hundred and fifty-three pages, written to you, was not only intelligent and kindhearted he was also insanely gorgeous.

It only took Hyunjin a couple minutes to get your coffee. When he came back he sat across from you and set your drink down. You had a little small talk as you sat there and you were nervous. You didn’t know why you were nervous, but you were.

“Do you want to go on a walk in the park?” You weren’t sure if he was picking up on your energy but a walk sounded perfect.

“I’d like that.” Hyunjin put his book in his messenger bag and hung it around himself. You both grabbed your coffees and took the path that led to the flower garden in the park. As you walked around you were able to calm down a little and it was easier to talk as you both admired the flowers.

You got quiet when, part of the way through, Hyunjin’s fingers wove through yours and he held your hand as you continued to walk along the path. After a minute he stopped and faced you. God he was beautiful and with the flowers and the perfect weather he looked ethereal.

“y/n I want to say something but I don’t want to freak you out.” You nodded.

“Okay, just so you know if you’re trying to not freak me out, saying that is not a great start.” Hyunjin laughed nervously.

“I suppose not.” You grabbed his other hand and squeezed them both gently.

“Go ahead Hyunjin, I’m just teasing. It’s okay.” He took a deep breath.

“I... I think we might be soulmates.” You wanted to act shocked. You wanted it to be a startling hypothesis, but it wasn’t. In fact, as soon as he said it you felt like an idiot for not realizing it sooner but not everyone has a soulmate.

“Oh my god! Of course!” He breathed a sigh of relief hearing you agree. He was worried you might not believe him, that you might reject him. He also didn’t want you to think that just because you were soulmates you had to rush anything. There was still so much to learn about each other.

You both were so caught up in the moment you didn’t notice the grey clouds making their way in. Then suddenly the sky opened up and it started to pour down rain. Hyunjin gripped your hand tighter and ran for the closest building with an awning. You were both soaked laughing, you looked up at him and saw stray wet hairs stuck to his face. You pushed them back, your fingers tracing his skin and your eyes watched as his tongue darted across his pouty lips.

You couldn’t take it anymore. You stood on your toes, wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him under that awning in the rain. Then Hyunjin wrapped his arms around you and kissed you back. It was like fireworks were going off. It was so different than your first kiss with Ian. That first kiss with Ian was when you knew it wasn’t right that he wasn’t the one, but your first kiss with Hyunjin? Felt like coming home.

On your and Hyunjin’s twenty second birthday you spent your shared day with both your families and friends. When the day was over and everyone had left, you laid in bed together, laughing as Hyunjin dramatically recalled how he reacted to the entry you had written about hoping to not be gutted. You laid your head on his chest and as your laughter died down you could hear his heart thumping. Without a word you sat up and climbed on top of Hyunjin straddling his waist, then leaned over and kissed him. Your lips parted from his only enough to speak.

“Happy birthday Hyunjinnie.” You kissed him again and he held your face as he deepened it. He pulled away breathless.

“Happy birthday baby.” He kissed you again and started running his hands down your body. They traveled under your night shirt and he gripped your soft breasts as his tongue explored your mouth. You sat up quickly pulling the shirt off over your head and then leaned back down and claimed Hyunjin’s lips again.

You started pulling his shirt up and your lips left his long enough to pull it off. You were grinding your hips into Hyunjin’s, hands gripping each other, teeth biting, tongues tasting. Hyunjin sat up wrapping his arms around you and then suddenly you were on your back under him. He pulled down his sweatpants and kicked them off as he reached into your panties and started teasing your clit with two fingers.

“So wet for me already?” You pushed at him.

“Hyunjinahh! Don’t tease!” He smiled before kissing down your neck and shoulder, the two fingers still gently rubbing your arousal over the sensitive nerves.

“No teasing tonight baby. I’m gonna make you feel so good.” He kissed down your chest and started sucking on your breasts. You wove your fingers through his hair as he kissed and sucked at your nipples. You moaned when the two fingers he had been rubbing you with slid inside you.

Hyunjin made his way down your body as he fingered you and when his face hovered over your clothed core you thought you might lose your mind at the sight of him. He pulled your panties to the side and when he started to eat you out you gripped his hair again, tighter.

“Jinnie! God yes! Right there!” Hyunjin pumped his fingers into you and licked your clit before kissing it.

“Right there jagiya?” He started sucking on your clit and you aggressively shook your head.

“YES! FUCK YES!” Hyunjin took his time. He’d mapped your body out countless times now and he knew how to drive you to the brink of madness from pleasure alone and he was going to do just that. His fingers worked inside you brushing against your g spot as he continued to lick and suck on your clit you could feel the building climax inside you.

“Please... please... please...” You plead with Hyunjin needing the release you were desperately close to. His pillowy soft lips latched around your clit again and when he hummed against you, you went plummeting into your orgasm.

“Hyu-Hyun-Hyunjinnie! Oh my god! Yesyesyes!” Your hips tried to grind up against his face but his strong hands held you down as he continued to guide you through your climax. He gently took long slow licks up your glistening cunt as you started twitching from the overstimulation.

He gave your pussy one last soft kiss and then climbed back up towards your face, your lips. His pressed against yours, so plush, as the fog in your head started to lift. You started sitting up prompting Hyunjin to as well, although he wouldn’t stop kissing you. He loved the way you tasted. Your skin, your lips, your cunt, he could never get enough.

You guided him to sit back against the headboard, his legs spread. Your lips only left his to leave a wet trail of kisses down Hyunjin’s neck and chest. His fingers threaded through your hair as you made your way down his body. When your lips hovered over his throbbing cock you looked up at him, licking your lips. He couldn’t help the shuddering breath he took at the sight of you between his legs. He gently traced his fingers down your face, biting his lip.

“Please baby... suck on it.” You nodded smiling and put the tip in your mouth, running your tongue around it and sucking like Hyunjin had asked of you. He moaned and pulled your hair up into a ponytail with his hands so he could see as you started to work your way further down his shaft. When you gagged on him, you pulled off stroking him, looking into his eyes, watching them glint from the pleasure you were giving him.

“I want you to cum in my mouth Jinnie.” His jaw dropped surprised to hear you say that. He’d never done that before.

“I... are you sure?” You licked your lips looking at him and nodded. Hyunjin nodded back and you started sucking his dick again. You bobbed up and down, using your spit to stroke what you couldn’t fit. His tip kept pressing against the back of your throat and Hyunjin thought he would lose his mind it felt so good. His breath came faster as his stomach sucked in and out.

“Fuck! I’m gonna cum!” You hummed giving your permission again to cum in your mouth and the vibrations from your lips pushed him over the edge. He whimpered and his body stiffened, as well as his grip on your hair as he started to spill into your mouth.

“Oh god! Oh fuck! Jagiya mmmm!” His head thumped back against the headboard as you drank down every drop of his cum. You licked the tip one last time and looked up at his fucked-out face, head tilted back. He took another deep breath and looked down at you again.

When he saw that sweet face of yours, his heart melted. He was yours. Always. He loved you so much. He pulled you to sit in his lap and he held your face as he kissed you. You sat there like that for who knew how long. Arms wrapped around each other, slowly, softly kissing.

After making out a while, you slid your panties off, leaned forward and gripped Hyunjin’s cock, pushing it inside you. You both held on to the other, moaning as he filled you. You slowly started working your hips against his as you looked into each other’s eyes. It was so intimate, so sensual.

“I love you Hyunjin.” He kissed you and every time he kissed you it felt just like the first, fireworks. He pressed his forehead to yours as you continued riding him.

“I love you too y/n, I love you so much...” He held you as your bodies pressed and rubbed together, sweaty, hot. You made love like that for what felt like forever, for what felt like would never be long enough. You both were holding the others face, foreheads pressed together, eyes locked on their love, their forever, as you came together.

Tears streaked your face as your trembled through your climax, Hyunjin’s warm cum filling you. He wiped your tears and hugged you closely. You rested your head on his shoulder as Hyunjin softened inside you, both of you basking in the warmth of the other. When heartbeats and breathing returned to normal you curled up together in bed. Hyunjin’s birthday wish for you had come true after all, in ways he never had imagined.

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bludermaus · 3 months

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For a romance added so late in the game dev cycle, The Emperor is a great romance!

Now hear me out! I know everyone here loves the romances and me too! Lae'zel, Karlach, Wyll, Gale, Astarion, Shadowheart, everyone is great and fantastic BUT... slightly rushed IMO?

When I first played the game I almost didn't romance anybody because the game expects you to start it in Act 1 and like.... I don't know about you folks but I don't romance character in games just to check it out, I need some attachment to them, some emotional investment first, and asking me to do that in Act 1 - which is very early in the grand scheme of things - was a bit too soon for me.

So here I am, chastised by Withers for not romancing anybody, literally calling me maidenless, we finish Act 2 and all that and then we meet The Emperor. Okay, dude was actually a squid, that's a cooler reveal than I thought, let's be cordial and carry on following mission squiontrol.

The thing is... there was already some attachment to The Emperor by that point. Yes, we did only talk to him through the Dream Guardian illusion but... you've been with him for dozens and dozens of hours in a way, then you have some conversations with him. He opens up with you, you have the chance to be nice to him, maybe hold his hand in a conforting manner, give him a hug when he's the Dream Guardian shape.... there's a very real and amazing emotional buildup to the romance scene.

Yes, it is open to those that have been antagonistic to him (which I think is stupid, the romance scene shouldn't exist if you've been a dick to him, not just stab him in the creche) but like... if you've been nice to him, hugged him, listened to his venting and sadness about Stelmane's death (regardless of their true relationship, he is legit sad about her passing), held his hand, comforted him... like, it is a very very nice romance.

Also add to the fact that you can just show him that you like him for what and who he is, tentacles included. If you ask him to be the Dream Guardian during the romance scene he's way more forward and active with the kissing and all that... but if he is himself, the squiddie, he is... kinda shy? He's allowing you to go first and lead on, almost as if he wants to enjoy this, he misses someone to connect with but isn't used to doing that as himself, there always had to be a layer of deceit and protection for himself before... but now with you he can be himself.

And I think that's beautiful for such a late-included romance.

As much as I'd love Larian to include more Emperor content, I'm quite happy with what we have........ although maybe remove the "I will erase their memory of our night together" line from the game, it wasn't there before and it's kinda weird. It feells like a cop-out for not wanting to record Lae'zel roasting you for Fornicating With A Mind Flayer™️ and I'd have loved to have seen her do that!

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wheelerpilled · 3 months

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I was talking to some people who are DEFINITELY general audience....I forgot some of the GA doesn't even know rinkomania happened on Wills birthday? And if they do know that then some BELIEVE the Duffers just made a genuine mistake? (Its 100% NOT a mistake btw!!!!!)

Then I remembered that it's actually not even a huge detail in the show and thats part of what I love about ST

there are SO many details and hints that have been layed out, but it's usually something the general audience doesn't seem to catch, it's a show that knows it's fans are so dedicated into leaving no stone unturned that they leave things like this for us to find, stuff you don't notice just by watching it casually, like yes- it's still a very enjoyable show that way and you can be a fan and not in the fanbase who obsessed over it and scans every scene...but it's just nice how they keep us guessing and leave so many theories available, it's unpredictable, it's great, it's fun, and I love that they leave so many ambiguous loose ends for us to think of stuff for the next season!!!

I love stranger things because it's the only show that's got me fully invested in finding these details and trying to piece together my own theories, it's got me willing to sit down and think/analyse, even if it seems silly and insignificant, the only other form of media that I've been this in deep with is the saw franchise...which is why I'm going to be so sad when the show ends because there is going to be no more of that, this show has consumed so many of my thoughts for YEARS and I'm just going to be devastated when theres nothing left to try guess anymore, no more details to look at, nithing. I love seeing everyone's observations from the show because so many are well-thought out and awesome!!! I'm just going to miss the fanbase SO much because it will eventually die off and I love it here so much

Does anyone know any other Fandoms that are kinda similar to the ST fandom, one of which also has alot of details to analyse and theorize about, because when ST ends I need something to obsess over, but I don't know WHAT!! I know there probs will be ST spinoffs of some sort in the future but I love the cast so much and I'm just so attached to the series and the fandom 😭😭

LMAO that's all

#you guys are all so nice i love you #like please never leave #never stop making content #stranger things #st5 #stranger things 5 #mike wheeler #will byers #byler #eleven hopper #steve harrington #eddie munson

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cummin-n-cryin · 1 year

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Hello! I hope you're doing well~ Thank you for your hard work! I had an idea in mind but I struggle to imagine it so I thought I would send an ask ^^ ! I wonder how would Idia and Azul would act/react to their crush (gn neutral or female reader, as you prefer) being in the same club as them? Board game club sound fun hehe! It can be yandere (for the spices >:)) For Idia, I can see his crush being all sweet with him, scared for him since he's oh so anxious and trying to get close to him. Maybe it can be in the same situation and so Azul would be jealous of the special attention for Idia. And their crush would be so invested into the club activity, bringing sweets and so on to make the meetings nicer and they would try to be nice with everyone to tie strong links between the club members.

Sorry if it's bad or if it's too vague or too specific I dont know ^^' If you don't like it, feel free to ignore it. Have a nice day and stay hydrated! Take care~

~Thank you for your request!

Club Activities

Idia + Azul x gn!reader (not separate)

Tw: yandere, obsession, drugging maybe??, a little suggestive at the end, If I've missed something lemme know!

Wordcount: 851

Side Note: Thank you for sending this to me! I'm gonna go with the idea that the reader is being crushed on by both Idia and Azul and their both actively trying to get reader with them. First part is not much yandere second part is a lot more yandere. I hope this was okay!

You're so sweet, bringing in snacks for your fellow club members and trying to get along with everyone. With someone so kind in the club, how could you not catch the eyes of Idia and Azul?

Idia absolutely adores you. You're different from those other normies, unlike them, you actually understand him. You're also not loud like some of those extroverts. You bring him snacks and try to hang out with him as much as you can so he doesn't have to be all sad and alone. You always worry about how he's doing and it warms his heart.

Of course, Azul watching you act so sweet to Idia would make him jealous! Azul joined the Board Game Club to help improve his business skills but now it seems he's playing more in an attempt to impress you.

Everytime you compliment Azul, he always side eyes Idia and gives him a cocky grin which never fails to make Idia scoff in annoyance.

However, as much as they both want to be with you, they're both very insecure about themselves.

Idia doubts that he would be a good boyfriend for you. I mean, he spends so much time just withering away in his bedroom playing video games and if he's not doing that he's watching anime or working on his newest project. He's also just so gloomy all the time. Why would anyone want to date him?

Azul is more insecure about his appearance. He knows that if he put in the effort he could be a good romantic partner for you but the words of the children who bullied him in his childhood still haunt him. If you knew what he really was would you still accept him?

Though funnily enough, no matter how insecure Azul and Idia may be, they both believe that they would be a better boyfriend than the other. This causes them to frequently compete with each other. Whenever they play a game together they always try to one up the other, especially when you're around.

They're both quite different when it comes to trying to gain your attention.

Azul is classy and suave, it's all about timing for him. Every accidental fall, bumping of shoulders or brushing of hands is well planned in advance. Every little thing he does, no matter how insignificant to the normal eye, is planned to make you fall in love with him. He plans this like a game of chess, always trying his best to be at least five steps ahead.

Idia however, is not as well planned or smooth. Idia is much more awkward and clumsy. He stutters over his words as he compliments you. His hands shake terribly as he tries handing you a gift he made, almost dropping it in the process. His hair tints the slightest pink whenever you talk to him. Poor Idia's just trying his best.

If they're both yandere, bruh the tension is insane.

Azul frequently tries to rope you into contracts and deals with him. His words serenade your ears as he whispers promises. Promises of things that he swears only he could ever give to you. His body slowly leaning closer to yours with each word that leaves his delicate lips. His cool hand gliding over yours in an attempt to make you trust him.

Idia watches from a distance, gritting his teeth as his blood burns with jealousy.

Idia always realizes whenever Azul is trying to get you indebted to him. He will always warn you against Azul's words, pulling you closer to him as he tries to shoo the sneaky octopus away.

Though, while Idia might look better as he awkwardly invites you to play video games with him, believing Idia's any better than Azul would be a mistake. He mostly tries to make you trust him by gifting you things and while the items he gives to you may seem completely normal at first, they definitely have a camera hidden inside them. Don't get mad at Idia though! With that octopus trying to steal you away from him, it's only right that he makes sure you're safe!

After a while of going back and forth, one of them will eventually try to use underhanded tricks to gain your favor.

Azul will more than likely be the one to try to give you things like love potions to make you choose him over Idia. Though, once Idia realizes why you've been spending more time with Azul, he won't be against joining in too.

Now you have both Idia and Azul giving you drinks and candy bars laced with their own love potions. All in an attempt to make you finally choose one of them.

But, they're both just so attractive and you love both of them so much! How could you possibly choose?

When they see you acting so desperate for both of them they finally come to a compromise and agree to share you. Not too soon after, you may quickly find yourself pinned between the both of them. I'm sure we can all imagine what happens next. ;)

#yandere twst x reader #yandere twisted wonderland #yandere twst #idia shroud #idia shroud x reader #azul ashengrotto #azul ashengrotto x reader #tw yandere

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charlotte-y7 · 1 year

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Homura answered my question about Kirari's spin-off. The original Japanese audio was very long, so I selected only the part where they answered Kirasaya and transcribed it using voice-to-text technology and used ChatGPT to translate it. Afterwords, to ensure better understanding, I also did some editing and added annotations. I hope you enjoy reading it.

Is it like saying you want to read a Kirari’s spin-off like Midari and Twin? Thank you very much. Kirari is great, right? You probably like the spiciness/ zing between the president and Sayaka, so if you do a Kirari spin-off, it's natural to come out at the end and you may have that kind of feeling. But when you think about it realistically, Kirari can't lose in the spin-off, right? That’s invincible in gambling. Writing about it wouldn't make much sense. So what to write? It might turn into a story where you just write about the lovey-dovey between Sayaka and Kirari. Indeed, it would be a difficult content to create.

Little by little, well, regarding Kirari to Sayaka, I have something to say.

In the spin-off novel that I wrote, I added their interactions with a sprinkle of trip and purification techniques, but particularly among women. (Note: It may refer to the scene where they washed each other's backs in the novel about hot springs)

I put my heart into it, of course, and thought about each characters, but I couldn't imagine what the president was thinking, so I couldn't grasp it. Well, I wrote a spin-off novel in which I put in a lot of Sayaka's interaction. Therefore, I thought about Sayaka and even put my heart into creating her lines. As a result, I became too emotionally invested in Sayaka and when she is involved in the main story, it becomes a bit painful. It's not that I don't want to see it, but it's just that my emotions while reading it become kind of...not unbearable, but sad. I don't like being tossed around so much, Kirari. Well, it's more like admiration for how difficult it is. Yeah, that's right.

How many other followers the president has. I say "followers," but there are probably many who are just not interested and cannot approach her. Do they love her? When you think about it, is Sayaka okay with just being there, considering other people's feelings? As a secretary, is it enough to just exist in that role? Well, I guess it's not easy to get noticed if your abilities aren't really high. Sayaka probably doesn't sleep much, and she's also studying. Oh, I remember something from a bonus novel I wrote. I think I described her as being really busy. No, she's definitely like that. I'm sure doing well in her studies, and she's the top in her club. In that case, it would be better for Sayaka to miss the perfect score. She probably arranges everything, like Kirari's lunch. That's definitely busy. If the president goes somewhere or has a meeting with someone, Sayaka will definitely follow her. As an assistant, she probably doesn't have much private time, right? So, if I were to categorize it, it would be interesting to do it from Sayaka's point of view. I might want to see it a little bit. If you want to read it, please contact Square Enix's Gangan Joker editorial department. So, that's about it for today, right?

Well then, instead of advertising, or rather as a way of promoting it, I just want to say that the way Kirari and Sayaka interpret 'this'. In the volume 6 of the main Kakegurui series called 'Tower of Doors' and this 'Perorin' thing. (Note: 'Perori' is an onomatopoeia expressing the sound of licking.) If you watch it, I think everyone who's interested has already seen Perorin. It was definitely shocking. As I mentioned before, it's Naomura-sensei ’s forest. (Note: Mr. Naomura is the illustrator of Kakegurui. I’m not sure about 'forest' It’s maybe referring to the field of lilies), so I was surprised too. It was like 'Pero' with a licking motion. It was quite the impact. There's also another 'Perorin', and even the second 'Perorin' seems to suggest something in the advertisement. But it might be too early. This is an advertisement saying that. Yes, that's right. Well, that's all for today. Thank you very much.

#kakegurui #kirari momobami #kirasaya #kirari x sayaka #sayaka igarashi

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assorted thoughts on that Cut article...

It is, imo, very juicy bait for the audience (outrage gets clicks, baby) so I'm somewhat skeptical as to how much the author actually believes what she's writing vs. what she's exaggerating for effect. But maybe that's me being optimistic. Her framework falls squarely w/in a very common heteropessimistic attitude about women's relationships to men.

Call me naive but the idea of a woman's youth (and implicitly beauty, although of course they're not the same) as a form of power is so hollow. Even as a power, it's a very fickle one. Sexual attraction is an incredibly powerful force but men aren't magically compelled by it, and there's nothing to stop a man from treating a woman very badly even if he does want to sleep with her. And youth fades eventually--and for everyone, not just women.

Despite being (mostly) a hetero woman, the standard framework of heterosexual dating has always felt strange to me; articles like this one remind me of it. The whole idea about women having to "fix" men is so condescending (and yet I remember a few oblique references in this vein from the bridal party I recently attended, so it is a real thing!). Are some men in their 20's immature? Yes. Are some women in their 20's also immature? Yes. And age doesn't necessarily mean maturity, either. It's not like men being 'bad' at laundry is some innate character flaw; it just means they never learned certain skills. Women don't innately grow up knowing how to do laundry or pick out couches.

She frames relationships thru an economic lens, of tallying up potential 'flaws' and only wanting to 'invest' in relationships where she doesn't have to give 'too much' that so misses the... poetry of love: loving someone not in spite of but because of their flaws and foibles, or affection as something not to be traded but freely given. Aren't relationships more than the sum of their parts?

Beyond the marriage question, how the writer equates a good life with material wealth was very sad to me. I certainly understand wanting to have enough money to live comfortably, and even more to live well, but is traveling around the world & eating fancy food & drinking good wine really the best pleasures life has to offer?

#also: the author is only 27. frankly she's still very young!#who knows where she'll be in 5/10 years or how she'll back on this article then #and I do realize by posting I'm also contributing to outrage bait so. she got me I guess!

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damn-it-a-hogwarts-legacy-blog · 8 months

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Omg thank you for answering my ask! 😭🩷

To be honest, as much as I don't want the notion that Ominis died alone in the 1920's (or worse, probably killed), I also have the morbid curiosity to actually know what happened to him; canon-compliant wise. I mean, I could understand why the developers said he died just before Tom Riddle was born. It was out of convenience for the actual HP plot, that Voldemort truly was the last Gaunt out there. I think that's lazy writing but what's worse than that is the fact that Ominis seems like a character that was made to "fill in the blanks" of other people's stories. And that hurt me more than anything.

I suppose this is the reason why I'm personally as invested in the whole Gaunt family line as you are. It's either I'm in denial that what we know about his fate is truly what it is, or there's definitely something more to this. I believe there is a reason why Ominis is blind in the whole HL lore. If Avalanche decides to continue this game into a franchise, it would be extremely wise on their part if they dig super deep into all the characters' background — especially Ominis' and Sebastian's. There's too much plot holes in this that I can't imagine the developers leaving unexplored.

As a lot of people say, having the Gaunt Manor scrapped in the storyline was a bad decision because Ominis' character is such a goldmine for all of us. Just my ramblings I'm so sorry for spamming you 😖

I'm extremely happy to talk to you about all of this—no need to apologize, thank you for the second ask!! 💚

Yeah, the fact that Ominis even exists surprises me, given how much thought they put into adhering to canon. They were so careful with so many details that I also simply can't accept something wild doesn't happen with this boy in one way or another. Unless I missed a social media post, I don't think the devs have ever explicitly said he dies before Tom Riddle and it's purely extrapolation based on book canon? I'm very bad at keeping up with social media tho so if an official source did explicitly say it somewhere please let me know haha.

He definitely feels like a character that was just made to fill in gaps for other characters for sure, but it makes me happy that, as an NPC, he's second only to Sebastian in terms of fandom popularity. But I can understand why it would hurt anyway. I've definitely felt that with other characters in other fandoms and it's not fun.

I'll be real, I have been participating in fandoms for a very long time and I have a strong track record of being head over heels for the characters that audiences aren't supposed to get attached to (villains, unpopular characters, narratively insignificant characters, characters who die... usually all of the above...). Eventually, I learned that canon could make me sad and dampen my enjoyment, which has happened a couple times until I actually left those fandoms because I was too sad, or I could just say "well nuts to that, I don't like this one thing, so I'm doing my own thing." I absolutely understand the need to hold onto that canon compliance tho, I certainly used to be in your position with this kind of thing. And if more focus on canon compliance is what makes you happy, absolutely go for it—we all need to approach the source material in the way that makes us happiest. Fandom should be about having fun, after all :)

For me, I enjoy the mental exercise of remaining as canon-compliant as possible while also filling in the gaps with whatever I want. Like oh, canon very clearly implies Ominis died in/before the 1920s? Well to that I say "everyone else in-universe merely thinks he died and he's actually living a very happy, quiet life in the countryside with his spouse and kids because it makes me happy" lol.

Thank you again for the ask! I love getting to yammer endlessly about stuff like this with others and I adore getting to hear others' perspectives on this stuff. My inbox is always open for convos like this 💚

#hogwarts legacy #ominis gaunt

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Stopped by the "Wine Festival" happening south of Dammon's new shop. Got some free wine for camp supplies! Shoutout to the one drunk guy who called Hector smelly. >:|

The festival is taking place to a building that seems like it might be an orphanage.

"Have you seen him? Have you seen my dad?"

"Who's your dad?"

"His name is Jacek. He's a super brave knight. We came here together, but he had to leave. He said that Cora would look after me. She's really nice, but... I miss Dad."

Narrator: There's a sadness in her voice that betrays a wisdom beyond her years. She knows her father's not coming back.

:( Poor kid. This one's a bit interesting for Hector since his own experience was not entirely far off from this; he himself was left at the monastery after his mother died and his dad (who was a monk there, but a very ill-disciplined one) disappeared completely rather than take responsibility for him. Hector doesn't actually remember either of his parents, though, like this little girl does.

(Interesting additional thought which I had not considered before - I find myself wondering if Hector's particular attention to his own self-discipline/self-control is not only just the teachings of the monks but also relates back to him having heard stories of his father's failings in this regard. Certainly if he and Karlach were to have children he would be very invested in being part of their lives, as his father was not. And he definitely feels very bad for this kid who has neither a parent's guidance nor the disciplined environment that he had to replace it.)

"I'm sorry," he says gently. "It's not easy to lose someone you love."

The child looks at him with a surprisingly keen expression. "Has it happened to you too?" she asks, her eyebrows furrowing together. "I'm sorry. It's the worst." Then she grins suddenly.

"Perhaps Cora can look after you too? She looks after all the kids who've got nowhere to go. She's helping me write down all of my dad's stories so everyone will know how brave he is."

Hector finds himself smiling in response to the girl's obvious spirit in the face of her adversity.

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There's another kid here who immediately demands "Are you an orphan too?", to which Hector's available responses are:

None of these are really Hector-y; I think he would probably just explain that yes, he was as well. But 2 is the MOST Hector-y if we assume he's making a lighthearted joke.

"Adults have parents too," the kid points out. "Cora said so. I miss my parents. Especially mum. She made the best apple pie."

We do get kind of a cute dialogue option here: "My friends are all the family I need - do you have friends?"

The kid considers and then perks up a little. "I've got Molly. And Cora. She makes a really good pot roast. Don't tell anyone I said this, but I actually think it might be better than mum's."

Hector definitely has come to think of the party as a family to a degree that I don't think he ever really even did with the monks at the monastery, so it's nice to get the chance to articulate that.

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There's some letters upstairs indicating what happened to the first kid's father. He was at Waukeen's Rest, the burned out town we visited back in Act 1. :(

And a letter left by the dad himself, before he left:

The Cora in question is outside at the festival but sadly we can't talk to her, which is a shame because Hector wants to donate her some money.

We can also break into the basement wine cellar and steal valuables if we want, but Hector is not going to do that. (Did accidentally steal a painting off the wall though because the game wouldn't let me put it back. XD )

#bjk plays baldur's gate 3 #hector carlisle

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bengiyo · 1 year

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Unintentional Love Story Eps 7 & 8 Stray Thoughts

Last time, everyone finally expressed their feelings in the open, and Hotae rose in the rankings. We had some incredible hands content thanks to a pottery wheel. We left at the beach trip, and I'm waiting for the company issue to come for the fore. I continue to struggle at recalling the previous events of this show each week with any specificity.

Episode 7

Oh right. Wonyoung thought he was maybe alone in his attraction.

I really like the way Taejoon talks to Wonyoung. He's a considerate and gentle man.

Why are they hiding from Hotae??

Donghee is so valid for being annoyed that his party is a bust.

It really is a relief to have a character like Wonyoung that can explain his own feelings when asked.

Holy shit Taejoon is cheesy and I love it.

I'm kinda over the manager's calls.

Flirting when both people have admitted they like each other is just so much more fun to watch.

I've admittedly been struggling to stay invested in this show, but seeing a lonely character come out of his shell for the man he likes is something I very much enjoy.

I feel like I recognize the Yeonghee actress.

This man gets so jealous. I'll accept it for BL, but y'all need to trust people if you want things to last.

Of course Wonyoung can't just come clean without additional mess stumbling through the door. I hate this dude. I don't remember his name, but he's slimy.

"We dated for five years. I can't say it was a good relationship, but it was a steady one," may be one of the most jaded lines I've ever heard in a BL. We need so many more older characters in the genre.

Oh, Wonyoung. I know the timing seems wrong, but I really want you to tell him the truth.

I gotta be honest, the heavy drinking in K-BL really bothers me.

He really put this man to bed under blankets with a whole cardigan on, only to be like, "Endure it."

I feel like Taejoon is right to be so bothered by the sudden disappearance.

This whole process to tell Taejoon the truth is taking too long for my nerves.

Mhmm, and he didn't tell him before the manager showed up. Tedious.

Episode 8

I don't even feel sorry for Wonyoung about how any of this is going to go down. I only feel for Taejoon, who feels betrayed and used once again.

The disappointment on Taejoon is palpable.

Oh shit, the storming back in was so intense that I started holding my breath. Taejoon has been so gentle this whole time, so the loss of composure hits hard.

Oh, Wonyoung, "you can't fool me with those crocodile tears."

I'm excited to see how these two reconcile, because finding the lamp he made for him left outside was devastating.

I love Taejoon. He is bitter and hurt, and this is going to be Wonyoung's problem too. Still, it hurts that he has to accept that he can't avoid the art world. I appreciate the poetry of giving someone who betrayed you what they thought they wanted.

Watching Hotae and Donghee interact in all this green has me thinking about @respectthepetty describing Green Boys during Our Dating Sim. I feel like this is an untapped space I'd like to see from Thailand and Japan as well.

I'm certain some viewers will struggle with Taejoon's behavior, but I get him completely and will defend all of his responses to this situation.

Oh what's this weird green spec on the screen around 22:20? Was there a problem with the lens and they missed it?

I love Donghee as well for continuing to push both of them.

I don't like Wonyoung returning to a company that thought he was part of a corruption scandal under circumstances like this.

The shot of the two of them looking at each other with other blurred people walking past is one of my favorites in romantic cinema.

I love when sad characters retreat into a tough persona and lie about not having anymore feelings for their person anymore.

Oh, Ji Wonyoung, I like the way you fight. I'm glad we had an old friend who had a crush on him return just to remind us that he's sincere.

Cha Seo Won is pretty good. I'm enjoying him a lot.

It's interesting how this is one of the longer shows we've had in a bit. We're getting towards what I think folks want from a full length K-BL. I like a lot of the ideas here, even if I think the show is a bit slow in a way that doesn't always feel contemplative.

#unintentional love story #korean bl #bl series #Ben watches

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methinmycoffee · 1 year

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~~Spoilers (S26 E6)~~

A season finale to be remembered (forgotten). Eh, here's what I thought anyway.

Let's start with the positives:

I honestly enjoy Rick. He's funny, entertaining it's nice to see Garrison's impact on a positive influence in his life. I'll touch more on him in the negatives, but for now he's a generally good character. Me yelling "DUMP HIS ASS!" at the TV is good, because it means I am genuinely invested in this relationship. Even though I think Rick is far too good for Garrison, I don't mind that they're together. It's the new Clybe, a garbage fire reality TV couple.

Funny. Hehehe. I very much enjoyed the comparisons to like, a party addict but it's just Trump and he's getting a bunch of people to rally with him. Especially the scene in the bathroom where it’s like two guys doin’ it but they’re just screaming about America.

Stan is a nerd, but in a fun way. Good for him. A little out of left field, but good for him.

I enjoyed the parallel to Randy and Garrison's relationship. Especially at the end, when they reveal that Randy needs Sharon like Garrison needs Rick. Even though it's not healthy or fun for Sharon and Rick to deal with their partners, they're sort of stuck babysitting man-children they feel responsible for. Deep, but sort of fun and not as serious as I'm making it sound.

Let's middle with the negatives (idk man):

I DO NOT LIKE RANDY! Why did they do that to him? Honestly my Quest For Rankings(tm) has made me a little sad because I miss the old Randy. Since when is he an asshole with little regard for Stan's goings on? Since when is he a party guy who only cares about tits and booze and really hates Sharon and Shelly? Since he started to suck, around the time of season 20 but really going in full swing around season 22. This Randy was especially insufferable, and I do not enjoy him and Stan having a dumpster fire relationship.

Style feel divorced now. Matt Stone's characters had zero lines in this episode, so idk what's up with that, but Stan got to pick one person to play with all spring break and he chose To(l)k(i)en? Not in my canon. Seriously, I feel like this section should be longer because I’m so mad. I don’t like the change. I don’t think To(l)k(i)en doesn’t have a place in the show, but it’s not as the new Kyle.

We don’t need another bad relationship. Idk, I like Rick, but I think that maybe instead of constantly creating identical, toxic relationships where characters who used* to be fun become angry and bitter just like the aging writing staff. Give us some Stendy resolution. Give us a nice Sharon and Randy (shandy? Handy?) episode. Make a Creek episode at all. I know I complement the parallels between Garrison and Randy’s relationships, and it works well for in individual episode but imo it’s a little bit too much for every couple to constantly hate each other now. Matt and Trey must be having trouble in paradise.

*note: this is very in character for Garrison, actually. But maybe just set all that aside for a while and give us a good old fashioned Stan and his current lover (Kyle, Wendy, To(l)k(i)en even) against a clear evil without an agenda. Throw in Cartman and Kenny too.

And We’ll end with some Nitpicking:

This is honestly our season finale? This is it? A pretty decent Garrison plot and a shitty Randy plot? No main four classic adventure? No check-in for Cartman and his regular house? No hard reset away from Stolkien and back towards Style or away from Tregridy? Okay. We’ll see how the Paramount specials pan-out then.

I’m so tired, man.

The house party was a weird thing that came out of no where. Like, Randy threw water on a stripper that he hired to harass his son and his “friend”, and then the pimp(?) (not really sure, but I don’t think that’s how strippers work) was like “I’ll shoot you” so Randy said “I have drugs in the barn” and then Andrew Tate(?) was like “Okay let’s get hammered then.” And then he invited everyone he knew to a random weed farm in rural Colorado and they had a party? K.

A final thought:

I don’t usually do this. But I feel like this over-analysis was a little meaner than I usually am with these. So I’m going to put this out there: I don’t mind this episode. (5/10). It’s not evil. It didn’t kill my first born. I think Garrison’s plot was solid and in line with his character. I am just tired of toxic relationships. I don’t think this is specifically on Garrison, in fact I think the problem is more with Stendy and Shandy or whatever. I don’t like that Randy sucks now, and I didn’t like his half-assed “boys should be boys” attitude. I believe he can be done correctly, but something different needs to be done.

Also I don’t hate To(l)k(i)en, I’m mostly just mad at what’s been done to the show, and his shift to Stan’s best friend is part of it. I don’t mind Stolkien either, I’m not opposed to it, I just personal don’t think that To(l)k(i)en is that interesting and I miss the before times.

This is a call to the South Park team! You can be good. You can do good. You can write good (well). I have faith in you. If I was the only one who saw these problems, then the issue would lie more with me, but I’m not and I don’t think it is. But I have Faith! DikinBaus was good! Cupid Ye was good! Deep Learning was good! You can do some Deep Learning yourself and process what about those episodes worked, and we can get some kickass specials this summer. I believe in you! <3

#sp spoilers #south park #sp spring break #oh my lord I’m so tired #I didn’t write this one on the bus on the way to school #it’s spring break so I’m writing this at midnight #I’m tired #sorry if this one is a little meaner #honestly I just feel like the writing team can do so much better #that’s why I’m a little disappointed #this isn’t Family Guy #(even though I also kinda like that show)#this is South Park #this episode is about as good as Japanese Toilets for reference #anyway stay safe out there #<3

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Consequence (Joel Miller x OC)

Summary: What if Joel survived his injuries from the Abby and Fireflies attack but ends up with really bad amnesia. He can’t remember his wife, Ellie, or the Outbreak; only before. How will his family bring back the man they once knew?

Pairing: Joel Miller x OC

Notes:Thank you to everyone that commented on my last Author's note; I'm definitely interested in doing a 'What if' spin off. The idea is very interesting to me but I'm also so invested in continuing and finishing this story especially because we still have a way to go as well. We're back to with Joel in the next chapter and I think you folks may notice some very interesting things are happening to Joel now. Hint hint hehe anyway hope you enjoy this chapter.

Chapter Eighteen

Joel wasn’t at St Mary’s Hospital, as if that was any surprise with how their luck was going since they left Jackson. Ellie hadn’t uttered a word since they’d left, save for her outburst at the Ski Lift outpost but since then; once again, not a word. Her guilt still having a choke hold on her. That feeling of inadequacy and unworthiness rearing its ugly head. She’d long forgiven Joel for what he’d done after she realized the lengths she was willing to go to get him back to being himself again. And that anger…that anger after seeing him suffer at the hands of the Fireflies ignited something fierce in her. To the point it scared her a little; her mother had gone as far as pointing out that she had inherited Joel’s anger and his unshaken desire to protect his family, no matter who or what got in his way. Like father like daughter she thought in spite of her sadness. God she missed Joel. It had been hard enough when her pride had been in the way and then having to live through the pain of him seeing her as nothing but a stranger. But now; to know that he was gone. Out here right now, may it be two days ahead of them or two hours…it made no difference to her. Joel could be anywhere, in any amount of trouble or injured and there was nothing she could do about it.

She felt just as powerless as she did back at the Baldwin Lodge.

She watched through the window as the broken and overgrown sights flew passed as they dove on. Dina had long since fallen asleep on her shoulder and though Ellie had tried to get some sleep herself, eventually she’d given up on the idea completely.

Her mom and Tommy had been at each other’s throats non stop since their argument outside of Jackson. Now it seemed they’d gone the other way and instead were refusing to speak to one another. Both sat in the front of the truck as Tommy drove with his brow creased in a cold stone frown; his hands clamped to the steering wheel with his ironlike grip. The ride was silent for what felt like hours, the tension growing thicker by the second the more the two adults in the front blatantly avoided having to so much as look at the other. Ellie couldn’t help but roll her eyes at their childishness. She understood they were both worried about Joel in their own ways, but to go as far as bickering with the other, even over the most insignificant things such as what lane to take on the highway was getting ridiculous. The teen rested her head against her arm as she leaned into the window; her cheek pressing into the glass while her pale green eyes watched out. Her gaze sharp the more she kept them peeled for any signs of movement.

The truck jostled as they rode along the remains of broken tarmac and pot holes left in the old roads. She hissed a curse under her breath as her head bumped against the glass, rubbing a hand along her forehead. Dina stirred at the unpleasant movement, rubbing at her sore eyes. Bloodshot and dry from a nap that clearly hadn't given her any rest. Her tired eyes met Ellie’s as she offered a small smile, the redhead moved to smile back but something caught her eye as her gaze shot passed Dina and over her shoulder through her window on the other side.

“Stop the truck!” She yelled suddenly. Both adults' heads snapped back to address her request. A wave of confusion and concern flooded their features but Ellie didn’t have the time to explain as she yelled again for Tommy to stop the fucking truck!

He did. Slamming the breaks until the whole vehicle creaked and came to a stop. Ellie flew from the truck, grabbing her bag and her gun in the process. Never even bothering to stop and check to see if anyone was following her. She slowed as she approach the large mass she’d seen from the window and her whole body went cold when she finally got close enough to see what it was.

Duke. She recognised him by the branded ‘J ‘on his hind leg. He was laid in a pool of his own blood, his back leg torn and broken. His shoulders were bitten and bloody. As was his neck. Chunks torn from his flesh and fur leaving them bare and bloodied. She stood frozen as she stared at his body. The world only coming back into focus when she heard hurried footsteps behind her.

“Jesus.” Tommy swore. Running a hand over his face to try to shake the worry from his brow. It didn’t work. Ada leaned on her knees to inspect the wounds, her hands running along Duke’s leg and neck. “His back leg is broken, he was bit multiple times and probably bleeding out. My guess is they were ambushed by infected. Must’ve spooked him.” She concluded. It was only in that moment that Ellie realized her mother was right. She hadn’t even noticed the bodies of infected that littered the ground around Duke. There were trails of blood marking the floor. Stains scattered from where the clickers and runners had been shot point blank in their heads. Some in their sides leaving them wounded then seemingly stabbed in order to finish them off. Had Joel done this? She wondered. Ada rose to her feet and turned towards her and Tommy. “He was put down, it was quick.” Tommy nodded in agreement. “Joel wouldn’t have let him suffer. He must’ve fought off the infected then taken off on foot. Good to know he still remembers how to kill shit.” He grumbled.

Tommy turned to scan the ground for any sign of a trail. Stopping when he came to another strained blood trail. Both Ada and Ellie shared a look as he pointed off into the direction of the freeway. “Look, those bloody boot marks must be Joel’s. He headed that way. Maybe now he’s on foot we’ll have more of a chance of catching up to him.” For the first time in a long time the man actually sounded hopeful. Ellie moved to head back towards the truck. “Alright then let’s get going and maybe we can-” Ellie didn’t get the chance to finish her sentence as Dina doubled over heaving. She clenched her stomach as she vomited, the teen rushing to her girlfriends side. Softly rubbing at her back as she emptied her stomach. “Hey babe, you okay?” Ellie asked in concern. “Yeah I’m fine.” She dismissed with an unconvincing smile. “Sorry it’s just the smell…I’m fine. We can keep going.” Before the teen could ask if Dina was sure, her mother had already strided over to them and raised her hand to check Dina’s temperature. Her forehead was clampy and warm. “I don’t think so sweetheart, you’re burning up.” She said affectionately. Her hand moving from her forehead across the top of her head and through her hair. “We need to get you somewhere to rest for the night.” Ellie nodded in agreement, grateful for mother’s concern. Tommy however, huffed in annoyed frustration. “You can’t be serious! Ada the girl says she’s fine! We need to move now.” He insisted a little too harshly. Ada scowled at her brother in law, taking a step away from the girls. “Dina is sick. She needs rest. It won’t make a difference if we make camp for one night Tommy!” She argued. The man huffed as his hackles rose in anger, he stormed across the broken bodies of infected and stood toe to toe with his sister in law yet again.

Here we go again…Ellie thought sarcastically. She was getting so sick of their arguing.

“It’ll make all the goddamn difference, we have a chance to finally catch up and you want to stop?!” He complained bitterly. Ada glared back with nostrils flared and lip curling. “We haven’t stopped since we left Jackson. If we all collapse from exhaustion then none of us will be of any use to Joel! We’re getting in the truck and we’re finding somewhere secure to camp. If you have such an issue with getting some sleep then by all means take the first watch! But either way we’re stopping! End of story!” She snarled at Tommy as if almost daring him to argue back, thankfully he backed down and turned on his heel. Stomping back towards the truck getting into the driver's seat and slamming the door closed behind him. Ellie rolled her eyes again. It was going to be a long night.

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It had taken some time but they’d finally managed to find somewhere safe to camp just as night was falling. On the outskirts of the town, they moved away from the road and further into the forest. Ellie shivered slightly against the dropping chill as the night air began to set in. The gentle wind idle in the treetops overhead. She watched the perimeter from time to time to make sure the coast stayed clear. Tommy was already an hour into his watch, eyes fixated on the treeline, rifle loaded and ready to shoot; should he need to. He hadn’t said a word since leaving the town and Ellie wished he would lose that heavy scowl he was carrying. He looked so sullen and affronted, he looked…well, if she was being honest…he looked like Joel.

Ellie tried to brush off the heavy feeling that pulled at her chest again, turning her attention towards her mom. Ada was huddled by the camp stove, checking their supper and holding her hands over the stove's small flame in a feeble attempt to keep warm. She pulled her jacket tighter around her frame. It seemed way too big for her and it was only when Ellie really took notice, she finally realized that the jacket her mother was wearing was actually Joel’s. She must’ve taken it with her when they’d left Jackson. The teen was rather surprised at herself that it had taken her so long to notice. She guessed her mind really had been a mess when they’d left home.

Ada stood and walked across towards Dina, sat in the truck's backseat wrapped in a blanket. “Hey” She greeted softly, offering the teen a dented travel mug. “Made you some herbal tea; should help to settle your stomach.” Dina smiled gratefully as she took the mug. “Thanks.” She whispered as she took a sip. “How are you feeling?” Ada asked scooching in to sit by her feet.

“Better, or at least better than I was. I guess seeing Duke like that was…you know…” She grew quiet and Ada nodded with a knowing look in her eyes. Her brows dropped, shoulders slouching in sadness. “Yeah I do. Never gets any easier but knowing Joel, he would’ve stayed with him till the end so that’s something I suppose.” She signed sadly, eyes watering the more she thought about Joel. Her worry driving her sick to the point she couldn’t sleep even if she wanted to. Dina dropped her head in guilt, her stomach churning at the thought of them losing time because of her. The nausea was beginning to creep up on her again so she took a large gulp of the tea. It felt like she was swallowing a rock. Coughing slightly against the burn in her throat, she leaned forward poking at Ada’s shoulder to get her attention.

“Look I’m sorry that we had to stop for the night, I know you guys would’ve preferred to keep moving; especially Tommy. “ She apologized timidly. But Ada shook her head defiantly. That sweet motherly warmth in her eyes as she patted Dina’s leg gently.

“Don’t you worry about Tommy.” She said moving back to tuck the blanket under Dina’s legs to keep her warm. “He’s got a lot on his mind and he’s worried about Joel. But that still doesn’t mean I won’t kick his ass if he keeps snapping at everyone.” She grinned cheekily and Dina couldn’t help but laugh in spite of herself. Ada checked over the teen one last time, before leaning across to place a kiss into the crown of her head. “Now get some sleep sweetie. We’ll see you in the morning.”

Ellie watched from afar as her mom tucked Dina in and kissed her goodnight and smiled. Just when she thought she couldn’t love her mother anymore. The way she’d accepted Dina in their family meant so much to her. Ellie really did love her. And once they found Joel, they could be a proper family again. And hopefully she could put to the test just how good of in-laws Joel and Ada really could be. Though Ellie had a sneaking suspicion they be awesome at it. As Ellie moved to take over the watch from Tommy, she thought about all the things would say to Joel when they finally found him. But one thing seemed to overtake everything else in her mind the more she thought it though.

She just hoped she’d finally get the chance to tell him before it was too late.

#the last of us 2 #the last of us #the last of us fanfiction #joel and ellie #joel x oc #joel miller #ellie williams #fanfiction #starlessskies writes #consequence

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tchaikovskym · 1 year

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Cunk on Earth review

I kept seeing fragments of this on tiktok and was honestly sad i had seen almost all of it there :d

Anyway, I loved this

Captivation: 10/10. I was very invested, at no point did I pick up my phone to do other things. I even scrolled back if I missed something. It's how good it was.

Narration: 10/10. Oh god. The questions, the jokes, the humor, all while keeping it actually educational. The stupid questions, that were actually well thought out. The witty remarks. It was great.

Visuals: 10/10. Very cool. Loved the display of what they were talking about AND the jokes they did with it.

Soundtrack: 10/10. Loved what they did with the period music and the running joke with pump up the jam. man.

Objectivity: 8/10. It goes outside the lens how history has been presented (at least to me in school, museums, etc). They do this in an entertaining and funny way. However, I must admit it does use a certain... rather pacifist standing in their jokes, which I can relate to wholeheartedly. (Examples: "America became known as the land of the free, which must have come as a surprise to all the slaves."; Interviewee: "I'm afraid that nuclear war and the threat of nuclear destruction remains very much with us." Interviewer: *starts crying*) So yeah, a bit partial about this one, however overall keeps a neutral/hilarious stance on things.

Arrangement: 9/10. It was really good, following through history in pretty chronological order. However the last two episodes kind of broke off the flow for me, but only a tiny bit. I don't know if it was possible to arrange differently, but yeah, a little irk for me.

Message: 10/10. It's been a wild ride for civilization on this planet.

Overall score: 9.6

recommending this to everyone

#erin reviews #cunk on earth

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twiststreet · 1 year

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Movies in 2022 Summary Post

Top 10 Newly Released in the U.S. Movies - 2022

Tár

RRR

Everything Everywhere All at Once

Nope

Top Gun Maverick

The Worst Person in the World

Avatar 2

The Fabelmans

After Yang

Decision to Leave

Top 5 Old Movies I Saw for the First Time in 2022

The Martin Scorsese short film What’s a Nice Girl Like You Doing in a Place Like This (1963)

Celine and Julie Go Boating (1974)

Black Christmas (1974) (absolutely *not* the remake)

In the Line of Duty 4 (1989)

Spencer (2021)

Honorary Mention: Watching all the Twilight sequels finally, and in particular, Breaking Dawn, Part I, which I thought was the most... memorable of the movies.

Worst Movie: Wakanda Forever. I thought they blew it, in every conceivable way (except they’re continuing to have Winston Duke in those movies, though even then, not enough Duke).

Favorite Performance from Some Guy: Benny Safdie snatching Claire Denis’s Stars at Noon in the middle away from the stars of that movie.

Favorite Performance from Some Lady: Setting aside Blanchett and Michelle Yeoh, of course-- Annie Mumolo in Confess, Fletch, taking over that movie entirely in her scene with Jon Hamm.

Favorite Scene: Colin Farrell drinking tea with a robot in After Yang.

Biggest Audience Reaction: I didn’t see RRR in the theaters, so for me, the biggest reaction I saw was actually the Christian girl scene in The Fabelmans. People cheered Lynch, but that scene had my audience in its hands.

Favorite Action Moment: RRR is RRR, and I'm not denying RRR, but for me... it was the 10 seconds or so of the Crab mech chasing the little kids in Avatar 2. I don’t know why. I just... I knew intellectually the kids were safe, but I simultaneously on a visceral level was like “fucking run! run from the crab robot, kids! crabs hate humanoids, we all know this!” That was the moment where I really locked in on “Oh, Cameron’s just the best to ever do action” that I walked away from that movie with...

Favorite Line of Dialogue: it’s a pretty basic answer, but I'm just going with “I’m Petra’s father.” Just the delight you could feel from the ladies in my audience, during that movie...

Closest I Came to Sobbing: the rock scene in EEAO.

Furthest I was from Sobbing: Wakanda Forever. A guy actually died and still, I got nothing out of that movie. They just really blew it every which way...

Best Surprise: Ke Huy Quan, in EEAO.

Worst Surprise: I liked the movie but if you could’ve seen the fucking look on my face when The Worst Person in the World turned out to be about the romantic failures of a sad Gen-X man who’s interested in comic books no one likes, and old songs no one listens to anymore... I thought that movie was going to be about a girl or something! No warning! No quarter asked, none given...

5 Movies I Didn’t Get Around to in Order of How Much I’m Guessing I’ll Dig Them (I missed more than this, but these were the 5 where I was most like, oh damn...):

Causeway-- Turned this one on to see Brian Tyree Henry go, but had to turn it off due to bad timing...

The Menu

The Eternal Daughter

Triangle of Sadness

Banshees of Inisherin

My Guess for Oscar for Best Picture: I think Top Gun Maverick will win, which I have no objection to. The politics are somewhere on the spectrum between “silly”-to-”very bad”, but having seen it a second time now, it’s... I think what they’ll want to celebrate come Oscar night-- one, financial success when the industry’s starved for it, and two, big Hollywood emotional storytelling that actually connected with people, not just lame dorks or goody-goodies, and three, it’s an example of the primacy of the theatrical experience, when everyone is terrified that’ll go away, and four, it’s a Movie Star movie, in an era when movie stars are ceasing to have meaning (or we’re ceasing to be able to generate them anyways, and over-investing instead in people who aren’t stars like Margot Robbie or the MCU actors). The only strike it has is that it’s a sequel (plus, it has Don Simpson’s name on it which makes me feel a way).

Top 5 Movies I want to see in 2023 (Assuming Continuity of Life, Continuity of Civilization, Etc.):

Chris McQuarrie’s Mission Impossible: Dead Reckoning Part I

Greta Gerwig’s Barbie

Wes Anderson’s Asteroid City

M. Night’s Knock at the Cabin

Peter Parker’s Into the Spiderverse 2

Anyways, those are my lists...

#movies I saw in 2022 #insomniyeah

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It is the 4th of July! Which is a strange holiday and felt less than normal. Like I felt like there wasn't as many fireworks in the week's leading up and I didn't see as many things in stores and I just feel like the world doesn't care about any holidays much anymore like it kind of feels like what's the point even. I tried to have a good day though but man was it hard at times.

I slept okay last night but the rain was very loud and pretty scary. They over the ear headphones were a very good investment and made my evening a lot more pleasant. I thought I fell asleep around 11:30 but I must have fallen asleep earlier because apparently the power went out last night and I never noticed. Some of that is that I had my battery lamp on and it wasn't that warm in here so I guess I just didn't notice the fans going off. But I missed it completely.

The only reason I was really aware was because my walkie was dead when I woke up. And apparently it had only come back on a little while before we all woke up. So there was no breakfast and there wasn't much of anything. I wandered to the office to figure out what was going on. And to let Heather know that the our building is continuing to flood. I actually just noticed how much mud is underneath the one shelf. It is not good. I'm going to have to do something about that at some point. But she said that we'll come up with a plan on how to make it better and save the building is best we can.

Then I went to the lodge to see if there was yogurt because that was all I wanted for breakfast and I don't have any of my own yogurt left. But then I remember that there was no power so they weren't putting food out. But just as I was there a truck was coming up with the breakfast items they purchased to hand out to the kids and I helped Heather open up all the containers and all the boxes. And I separated bananas and then once all the kids were seated I walked around handing out go-karts. And I got my own Go-Gurt. Which wasn't my favorite flavor but it was still nice. And made me feel a little bit better.

My first program was very late. They ended up only having about 25 minutes of art but I'm glad they came. My real frustration though was that one of my looms from yesterday went missing. So I couldn't use them. So I decided to create cardboard looms for everyone and that worked just fine. Honestly it might have been better because then they got to keep them if they wanted to. It's just like a lot of creating that I don't love that I would have liked to do during my prep week but there's not a lot I can do about it now. It's fine. It was just frustrating. I hope it comes back.

Blanche did feel very bad that They were so late. I think because the power went out their phone had died and they didn't have another alarm. And I'm just glad that they were able to come at all. They were nice girls. And my next group that came was nice as well and honestly everyone did a really good job today. I didn't get as much sewing done in the morning because I had to make so many cardboard pieces but everyone was really sweet and I had a good time.

Lunch was terrible. I'm really glad that I brought mac and cheese with me because I knew how disappointed I was going to be in the food. And I was disappointed. They never brought me a vegetarian option so I just had one of the sad sandwiches that they put out which just had bologna lettuce and tomato on it. Some of them had cheese. I took one of the ones with cheese and I took the bologna off and it was fine. I'm glad that I brought my own food though. Because I don't think I would have made it through the afternoon.

I would come up to the arts building just to have my half an hour alone and just about 5 minutes into that Someone knocked on the door to drop something off. They were very apologetic for messing with my darkness time. And then almost as soon as I sat down someone else knocked on the door. Except this time it was my group that wasn't supposed to be there for almost 20 minutes. And I was like no this is my break. And they looked shocked that I would not just let them come in. And I was like no no this is my break. You need to take them somewhere else. And they were like what and I was like no and I closed the door.

And then I had a very mini meltdown because I was just so frustrated that people can't respect the schedule. I don't know what to tell you at this point like I'm not just going to start my programs early because you are here and I'm especially not going to let you come early if I have another group here. Which is what happened later in the day. I had my bond coaching group and they were very good and it was very fun to sit and work with them. And just talk about nothing and everything and just enjoy a break in the afternoon. For them. And I'm sitting back there and there's 15 minutes left in their program and we were about to clean up in like 5 minutes when my next day cramp group shows up and I'm like you are too early. And they're like well we're here. And I'm like I'm with another group. What do you want me to do you need to take them to do something else. And it was only five of them but you still need to go and take them to do something else. So they did and they would come back but while their kids were pretty good they had very filthy mouths and I had to keep telling them that things were not camp appropriate and I was just shocked that that was happening. I kept telling them absolutely not the conversation is over and they kept trying to push but I was not flexible on that.

We finished up the day and I had heard that we were going to be having a pool party tonight for the 4th of July. I had planned on going swimming at 4:15 but then I was like well maybe I'll wait but then I got very very hot and I decided I would just go down there and stick my feet in the water and read my book while they did pool canoes.

But the water felt so nice that I decided to get in and then CJ was there and the horse girls come up in the barn. And we swam for a while and it was just really nice. Eventually me and CJ got out and we sat and some chairs to try to dry off. And we just talked about stress and all the things that have been kind of going wrong with camp this year and ways that we thought maybe we could fix it for ourselves. And pretty soon I decided I needed to go have a snack.

almost immediately my body was like oh snack we're going to fall apart. And I started shaking and getting very woozy. And so we went up to the arts building and I made a peanut butter sandwich and I gave CJ a piece of cheese and a pretzel and it helped us feel a lot better.

Eventually we went down to dinner. And it was actually really good. There were biscuits which were excellent but would have been better with jelly. I asked the kitchen for a jelly but they said they only put jelly out of breakfast which I think is stupid. And they had tater tots and green beans and I had a little bit of pasta salad. I tried the vegetarian chicken dish but it was highlight or yellow and very gross. So I did not eat that. I'm going to possibly talk to the office again tomorrow because the vegetarian options have been so bizarre. But I honestly was full at the end of my meal for the first time in like a week. So that was really nice and then I decided I would go parts and crafts to read for a while until the pool party.

It was pretty fun. I swam with CJ and Annabelle for a while. They didn't let us in the pool until about 8:00. So we all sat with our feet in the water and just talked and we played together ball which was very funny. And I told a child that the lordship he bought on the internet was not real and he kept calling me a dream killer and I said yes I absolutely am going to kill your dream you are not a Lord. And he's like well it's on my learner's permit. And then he beat me at tetherball and he kept calling me the dream killer. Which I thought was hilarious. And swimming was so nice. I did get mascara all over my face but I didn't even care I was having such a good time.

I got a little too cold after about an hour though and I got out and took a shower. But then the shower water made me smell like metal I have no idea why but it's very gross. So I'll probably go home tomorrow night to take an actual shower because that was disgusting. I told Cece who runs the pool this year And she said that that was very concerning. I am also very concerned that the water would smell like metal.

Eventually after sitting with a couple counselors for a while and giving someone the light up bracelet I found ( she's from Turkey and I wanted her to feel welcomed on her first 4th of July), I went up to the hacienda so I would have a good spot to watch the fireworks.

But that meant I missed the popsicles. Because I didn't know there was going to be popsicles. I tried to text CJ but she did not see it. I yelled down to Tony and he was going to throw one but I was like do not do that I will not catch it. And so he came all the way up to the top and brought me a popsicle and it was very sweet of him.

And the fireworks were fun. I was pretty sure they weren't going to be the best fireworks because Cody went and bought them and he's a fire marshal. But he got a couple good ones. And I enjoyed it and I enjoyed all the kids getting very excited. I still did not like that I smelled like metal though and I came back up to the art building to wash my face and try to get some of it off.

Putting on my daytime lotion that smells like oranges helped a little bit. But now I am just really ready to rest. I feel so beat up. I'm pretty comfortable though and while I'm annoyed that there is mud in my building. I feel pretty positive and I'm hoping that tomorrow I can just continue feeling that way. And things will be good.

I hope that you guys all have a good 4th of July and that you are being safe. I hope you take care of each other and take care of yourselves. Good night everybody.

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