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ihaveatheoryonthat · 2 years

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This is based on @blaiddraws Fulcrum AU. Albeit a slightly outdated version.

Unfortunately, it’s incomplete and I likely won’t return to it for two reasons: I wasn’t satisfied with how it was going in the first place, and my interpretation ended up diverging substantially from their canon. Maybe I’ll take another stab at it someday, but for now this is what I’ve got ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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It was important to note that they hadn’t always been Reshiram and Zekrom.

Certainly, they’d been the ‘Vessels of Truth and Ideals’ their entire lives, but it hadn’t meant anything until Team Plasma reared its head. Emmet got prickly about white lies. Ingo was sensitive to dark thoughts. That was that, and they dealt with it the way generations before them had.

But theirs was the first generation to see the dragons awake-- to understand why the title [bequeathed] to the Hero’s [surviving] line was ‘vessel’ rather than ‘emissary’. It had been a steep learning curve, but one of the qualities to look for in a conductor was the ability to keep a level head in times of crisis. All there was to say on the matter was that they’d gotten through it.

Nobody else had to know that Ingo spent several days a year brushing out his twin’s shed fur, or that, technically, Emmet’s clutter of Joltik served a medical purpose now, feeding off of the excess charge that thunderstorms built up beneath his brother’s scales. They’d long since gotten used to it all.

Which was why it took Emmet completely off-guard to wake up with a) his head pillowed on his arms and also b) fur.

That wasn’t right.

What the heck.

He was pretty sure he hadn’t done anything to make that happen… unless Ingo had been telling the truth when he claimed [spoiling a Pokemon] had been Emmet sleepwalking. At the time, it had the subtle bite of a lie made in jest, but in hindsight, Emmet couldn’t help but wonder. He looked around the apartment, just in case, but everything was exactly the way he’d left it before his nap.

Slowly, over the course of the afternoon, he came to the conclusion that it must have been his brother’s fault. Emmet had been asleep, and all of the evidence suggested he’d stayed put the entire time, which meant he had an alibi. The only logical answer was that his twin had royally screwed up somewhere over the course of his errands; impressive as the [end results] were, Ingo was in for it once Emmet furreted out the exact nature of the [incident].

He didn’t spare a thought as to why he’d also been affected, so far away from the inciting incident. It was just common sense. They triggered subtle changes in themselves-- and, therefore, one another-- at least once a week out of excitement alone. Just Tuesday, he’d had to pat his budding muzzle down in the face of [idk], and looked over to find scandalized eyes peering out at him from behind the edge of a collar.

So, while Emmet couldn’t help but wonder, he had an idea what might have happened.

His money was on [idk].

Emmet’s claws slipped against his Xtransceiver’s casing, and he let it clatter to the table. Navigating its functions had been far more difficult than it had any right to be, and Ingo hadn’t even bothered to answer for his crimes once Emmet got the hang of it. Maybe he had his on silent. It would make sense-- while Emmet was here at home, stuck between forms, Ingo would be in a trickier situation out there in public. Hopefully he’d been out of the way when it happened.

He tried smoothing his fur down, hoping that the self-soothing might remedy the situation, but found no such luck-- despite himself, the fur along his neck bristled, undoing any [effect] the ministrations might have wrought.

And, as the hours passed, the inability to keep his fur flat turned into an anxious burn at the back of his throat. He all but pounced on his Xtransceiver when it finally rang.

Fumbling in his haste, he managed to pick up on the third ring-- after accidentally rejecting some manner of notification-- and immediately asked “What did you do?”

There was a long silence on the other end-- an oddity for his sibling-- and, impatient, he broke it.

“Ingo. What happened.”

A polite cough sounded, and then he was answered by a woman’s voice, “Out of an abundance of caution, can I ask who I’m speaking with?”

“I am Emmet,” He said automatically, before his brain caught up to what he was hearing; once it did, though, he found himself baring his teeth at the interloper. He glanced down at the Xtransceiver properly this time-- belatedly realizing he’d actually disabled video calls a moment prior-- to confirm the contact. Sure enough, it wasn’t a string of random numbers, but the single triangle he’d programmed in all those years ago. “That is not yours. Who are you?”

And that was how Emmet was introduced to the fact that Ingo was missing-- pokeballs and Xtransceiver left scattered in a side street for a random passerby to discover.

The question of what had happened redoubled in his mind, and he couldn’t go out and find answers, not like this. He couldn’t even visit the precinct to recover Chandelure and Garbodor. The thought smoldered, just as [keen] as the tension igniting on his palate.

He was only just recognizing the gaping void at his back, and he knew without further question that his current state hadn’t been a matter of harmless excitement. Something had happened to his brother, and he had slept through it. His twin was gone and he hadn’t noticed.

Furious with himself, but unable to lose any more family, Emmet’s shaking claws selected his next contact.

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Elesa was worried, and it had only intensified the more she got involved. The first clue had been Emmet’s refusal to turn video calls on when he’d contacted her, forcing her to interpret his [anxiety] through the lens of word choice and sentence structure. It got substantially worse when she reached the eastern precinct and realized that Chandelure and Garbodor were actually secure in their pokeballs.

When she’d been asked to pick them up, she’d half expected them loose, separated from their trainer by a series of unavoidable coincidences, and finding that it wasn’t the case sent a spike of trepidation through her. The feeling solidified into dread as she was informed that, “The Xtransceiver is still considered evidence, so unfortunately I can’t return it to you.”

She’d nodded, lost and numb, as the officer continued on, explaining what Pokemon they were bringing out and the process for psychic tracking in missing persons cases.

It didn’t make sense; she’d seen Ingo just that morning. They’d chatted briefly about [idk] before getting their respective drink orders and splitting off for the day. That was only a few hours ago-- there was no way he could have vanished in that amount of time, was there?

Distantly, she recognized that Emmet hadn’t breathed a word about this, that he hadn’t already been there, which meant he didn’t know. If the officer had told him about Chandelure and Garbodor, why had she left the investigation out? Did it mean Elesa had to be the one to break the news?

One trembling hand tightened around Chandelure’s pokeball as she scaled the last set of stairs leading to the twins’ apartment, and she came to the [idk] conclusion that she didn’t know. She didn’t know how to even approach the subject. She didn’t know if she could get the words out.

For all of the fear already swirling in her, a new sour tinge was introduced as she knocked without an immediate answer.

“Emmet?” She called [feebly], trying again, and [idk] at the hesitant response that met her. “I have Chandelure and Garbodor. L-listen, there’s--”

“Something you should know.” Came muffled through the door, and she could’ve cried in relief if it hadn’t been for the anger that twisted into the [idk] of emotion settled in her core. He’d known? And he hadn’t told her?

He said something else, but she missed it, too consumed with the extremes warring for dominance-- and when the door clicked open, she didn’t wait. She barged in and rounded on her friend, unsure what exactly she was going to say, but knowing she had to get it out before it exploded in her chest. In the end, neither of those things happened. She ended up staring, lips parted in silent [?], as she tried to parse the sight in front of her.

“Yes. Well.” Said what was either Emmet or Reshiram, looking awkwardly to the side as he pushed the door shut and spent a few seconds longer than strictly necessary locking it.

Elesa released the death grip she had on the two pokeballs and transferred Chandelure’s to her opposite hand, gesturing wordlessly toward the humanoid mass of white fluff.

“This is what I need to speak with you about.”

Caught between such sentiments as ‘what the hell, dude’ and ‘what happened to you’, the only syllable to escape Elesa was a dumbfounded, “What.”

Emmet ignored it entirely in favor of taking Chandelure and Garbodor back; the latter he released without hesitation, but the former he rolled gently between his palms, expression calculating. Eventually, he sighed and stilled his hands, wrapping them gently around the capsule.

Garbodor, Elesa couldn’t help but notice, afforded him a brief, albeit confused, look and warbled [idk]. It was answered by a hushed, “I am fine. It doesn’t hurt.”

The poison type tapped her fingers together as she scanned the room, and crooned again.

“I am… uncertain. Not here.”

Aside from the initial once-over, there hadn’t been any shock or hesitation in Garbodor’s response; more to the point, that had been a direct response to an entirely incomprehensible question.

“Did you understand that?” Elesa asked, momentarily distracted from her [distress] by the sheer absurdity of what was going on before her.

Emmet hummed a mild affirmative and went back to staring at Chandelure’s pokeball, eager to keep his eyes on something that wasn’t staring back, “Yep. That is not new. We have understood them for several years.”

Helpless to formulate another response, Elesa fell back on her earlier [idk] of, “What?”

[…]

“I have been like this all afternoon. I have been Reshiram for a substantially longer time.”

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Emmet was well aware that some history lived on only through folklore passed down in families. Much of their own [family’s] [lore] was oral tradition, told time and time again until each generation could recite it word for word, neither truth nor ideal warping with the passing of time; somehow, though, it had never occurred to him that he might find his answers in the meticulously curated history of a private practice.

The exact path he took to reach the terminal was a long and convoluted one, but half of pursuing truth was the refusal to back down and, ultimately, his determination landed him at the doorstep of the original Sinnohan settlers.

In this particular matter, his appearance only smoothed the way, and it wasn’t so much longer before he found himself handling the edges of a weathered photograph. Under different circumstances, the ancient Sneasel it depicted would have been an object of great fascination. For now, however, Emmet couldn’t care less. His eyes stayed affixed to the figure beside it, gauging the contrast between crisp black scales and dark, worn fabric.

Even beneath the veneer of Zekrom, Ingo looked incredibly tired.

It was both a relief and a[n ?] to finally have confirmation that his brother had been affected just as he had. [Relief] in that he wasn’t alone in this, that he wouldn’t be the sole reason they couldn’t match-- but [?] for how Ingo might have been received because of it. He’d been lucky enough to remain in Unova, where people already recognized and trusted him-- or at least his skill, and the [idk] that Reshiram represented. It was difficult to imagine starting anew without so much as a human face.

[...]

The Gliscor, however, was a surprise. Excadrill, Haxorus, Crustle and Archeops had been their friends since childhood-- well before the both of them inherited the dragons’ type vulnerabilities-- and had long since earned their trust. Gigalith had been a somewhat more recent acquisition, but knowing the circumstances meant that they could impress upon it how imperative it was to [idk]. As much as the Pokemon played into their little game of Collateral Damage Earthquake, they took great pains to ensure nobody was actually hurt.

Undoubtedly, the Gliscor would also be trained to his brother’s exacting standards, but paranoia pinged at Emmet regardless. The Clan’s stories implied that Ingo’s memory was woefully incomplete. How much did he understand about himself? Did he know the threat an untrained Mud-Bomb posed to him? It was common sense that you wanted to avoid being hit with a move, if at all possible, but knowing the stakes was an important part of [???]. Despite the perks of this in-between state, they lacked the null typing of other humans and the resilience of natural-born Pokemon, which made super effective moves a threat worth paying attention to.

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At this altitude, the Coronet Highlands weren’t blanketed in snow, but it was a very near thing. The mountain, not so far off, was draped in a mantle of white, and the chill resounded, even through Emmet’s fur. Occasionally a few flakes would fall from the cloud cover above, melting as soon as they landed on his person, but even when the icy water managed to seep down through his undercoat, it barely warranted a twitch of the nose. Cold only went skin deep when one was a fire type.

He huffed in irritation, exhaling a [cloud] of steam as [idk], and tried not to focus on the matter of type advantages; it had been bad enough slogging through the [idk] of the Alabaster Icelands, imagining what the trip might have been like without an internal pilot light to burn away the worst of it. Though lacking any true resistance, he’d been able to endure. He didn’t need to dwell on how it might have felt with a full-blown vulnerability.

The Highlands were better, at least. Still cold. Still overcast. Honestly, now that Emmet was here to judge the circumstance himself, he surprised to hear how active his twin had been according to the folklore. Between the cold and the lack of sunlight, any self-respecting, non-fire-type dragon would be three paces away from hibernation. There had been Nimbasan winters where Emmet had been on constant [idk] duty just to chase off the threat of torpor, and those days were mild in comparison.

Silently, he resolved to [reclaim] the [duty? Responsibility?] once he tracked Ingo down. He didn’t care how ridiculous it looked, he was going to drape himself over his brother either until the scales radiated his own warmth back at him, or something physically pried him off. It was entirely possible that both conditions would need to be met before considered it.

[...]

Despite being a single vocalization, there were layers to the word, leaving him uncertain what he really heard.

“...Emmet?”

“...Reshiram?”

When it came down to it, it didn’t matter which one was uttered to the world at large. The underlying message was there, and it was… so much more than Emmet could have hoped for. Ingo had never seen him like this, and had no memory of him from before, but something still shone through. Truth, perhaps, stoked by its avatar’s presence? Or maybe Ideals, finally cracking the ice?

“I am both! Yep!”

[...]

While there was a beat of confusion, it was very much not hesitation, and he automatically moved to accommodate. It was one thing to have his other half again, to finally see that aching void stitched shut. It was something else entirely to hold his brother for the first time in years. There was no doubt which took precedence-- because yes, he was Reshiram now, but he’d been Emmet first.

[...]

“You’re so warm.” He said with a strange intensity, like the concept had never occurred to him before.

[...]

He would grant the Pearl Clan this much: they had certainly tried to combat the cold on Ingo’s behalf. The tunic was thicker than he’d given it credit for-- better at retaining heat-- and someone had gone to the trouble of tailoring it to accommodate wings without leaving it open to the elements. Between that effort, the much-abused greatcoat, and what he could spot of the long sleeved undershirt, it was a decent layer of protection. Not nearly enough, but likely the best they could have done under the circumstances.

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“Ah,” He said in a voice so small Emmet almost didn’t recognize it as being Ingo’s, “Then our current state is my fault. I’m… very sorry to have caused the [trouble/inconvenience].”

Emmet stared at him for several seconds, and then grabbed him by the face, just to drive home how seriously he was taking this. “Do not apologize. It happened because you refused to be taken without a fight. Even if it was unable to prevent [idk] in that moment, it was a worthy ideal.”

#ihaveatheoryonthat pkmn #submas #writing scraps

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ronance4everbrainrot · 2 years

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Stranger things incorrect quote generator (Ronance Duo, Fruity Four + Max and Dustin and a surprise kinda?.. Idk lol)

Pt 5

Ronance Duo

Robin: Are you sure Nancy's even gay? They barely even looked at me.

(She is, she just doesn't want to be distracted by staring at you or smth)

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Nancy: I'm gonna get my pilot's license. I've already got a driver's license and a cosmetology license, that's two of the big five licenses.

Robin: The big five licenses?

Nancy: Driver's license, cosmetology license, pilot's license, fishing license, and… license to kill! I can't wait to get that one.

(I feel like she would have all of them for some reason, also, let Nancy kill a man 😪)

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Robin: Look, I’m glad everyone’s on the same page.

Robin: But it’s the last page in a book titled “we’re all going to die”.

Nancy: That’s not even clever.

(wdym, that's the most genius thing I've ever heard)

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Robin: I made tea.

Nancy: I don't want tea.

Robin: I didn't make you tea. This is my tea.

Nancy: Then why did you tell me?

Robin: It's a conversation starter.

Nancy: It's a horrible conversation starter.

Robin: Oh, is it? We're conversing. Checkmate.

(checkmate indeed)

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Robin: Nancy, you love me, right?

Nancy: Normally I’d say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere I won’t like.

(¯\_(ツ)_/¯)

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Robin: Nancy is playing hard to get.

Robin: Little do they know, I'm a master at playing hard to get rid of.

(I love that incorrect quote so much, it's so funny to me)

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Robin: Hey, random question, what are your favorite flowers?

Nancy: Peonies, why?

Robin:

Nancy: Were you going to get me flowers?

Robin:

Nancy:

Robin: ᶦᵗ’ˢ ᵃ ᵖᵒˢˢᶦᵇᶦˡᶦᵗʸ

(I just imagine the last sentence in that Dustin voice when he was lying to the police about "a little might swim" or what he said)

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Nancy: Bro, I had a dream we fucked.

Robin: Bro, relax it was just a dream.

Nancy: Huh, gay, I wouldn’t fuck you.

Robin: You wouldn’t?

Nancy: I mean, unless you want to-

(She does 👀)

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Nancy: When you said 'Magic in Bed', I wasn't expecting this...

Robin: *pulls out card from deck* Now, was this your card?

Nancy: Holy moly-

(I want a Magician Robin AU)

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Robin: We’re getting married, bitches!

Nancy: And we're about to make it everybody else's problem.

(I wouldn't be a problem to me)

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[Nancy just realized smth big in one of her investigation while she was renting a movie at Family Video]

Nancy: I think I just figured something out. I got to go.

Robin: Aren't you forgetting something?

Nancy: Uuh...*hesitantly kisses Robin's forehead before running out.*

Robin: No, pay your bill! Damn, who raised you?

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Nancy: Did you know you remind me of all 26 letters of the alphabet?

Robin: What? Like J F K W S Q X-

Nancy: No, like, U R A Q T.

Robin: Awwww!

(They both are A Q T)

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Robin, to Nancy: I'll be under the mistletoe when you start feeling desperate!

(Christmas with Ronance)

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[Fruity Four]

Nancy: You ever see something that changes your life and you're just like "huh.."

Steve: I saw you.

Nancy: Honestly that's so cute and sweet but it kinda makes this awkward because I was gonna show you a picture of Robin in a turkey costume.

(sorry for the kinda st*ncy, but that with Robin is so funny)

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Eddie: What are you writing?

Nancy: The government wants to know what kind of weapons we have in the house. I'm letting them know it's private information.

Robin, looking over Nancy's shoulder: This just says 'fuck around and find out' in calligraphy.

(stupid government)

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Steve: Why is it that I always lose things as soon as I need them?

Robin: Actually, it's not that you lose things when you need them. You lose them a while before. It's just that you LOOK for things when you need them.

Steve: Okay yeah thanks Robin, that's great but WHERE'S THE FUCKING FIRST AID KIT?

(I never thought about that 🤔)

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Eddie: Hey Robin, have you seen the photographer?

Robin: Nope. Have you seen the meat tenderizer?

Eddie, confused: What?

Robin, grabbing the meat tenderizer out of the drawer: No reason, cute girl things!

(Yep just cute girl things 😇☺️, also is Jonathan the photographer? 👀)

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Robin: STOP!

*Everyone stops*

Robin: wAiT a MiNuTe-

(Fill my cup, put some liquor in it 🕺🕴️)

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Steve: You know what I’ve realized?

Eddie: Some thoughts are better left unsaid?

Steve: Nice try, anyways-

(I wonder what he realized)

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[Nancy when Steve told her about the dream with her having his 6 nuggets]

Nancy, to Steve: How do you tell someone politely you want to hit them with a brick?

(I'd also like to politely do that)

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Eddie: I hate how you're just born out of nowhere, and you're forced to go to school and get education so you can get a job. What if I wanted to be a duck? No one ever asked me if I want to be a duck!

(let Eddie be a cute fuzzy duck 😔)

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Robin: How did you break your leg?

Eddie: Do you see those porch stairs?

Robin: Yes.

Eddie: I didn't.

(Oof)

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Eddie: You need to be more careful!

Steve, who was dragged into Eddie's issue: Careful? CAREFUL?! I'LL CAREFULLY WRAP MY HANDS AROUND YOUR THROAT-

(that was them when they first met)

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Steve: *Gives a bouquet to Eddie*

Eddie: You know I'm allergic.

Steve: That's the point.

(They love each other very much)

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Steve: Do you want to be the Sun in my life?

Eddie: Yes.

Steve: Good, then stay 92,935,700 miles away from me :)

(that smiley makes it so much better😂)

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Eddie: Deep down, I'm sure I was always pretty okay with you.

Steve: Thanks, Eddie!

Eddie: It wasn't a compliment, numbnuts.

(I feel like that's Canon but also definitely not)

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Steve: I think it’s time I get my life in order.

Robin, narrating: But they did not get their life in order. In fact, they got drunk last night and fought a raccoon.

(he lost for sure)

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Robin: Honestly, I am so evil. So full of darkness. I feed of the souls of the living I strike fear into-

Eddie: You sleep with a teddybear.

Robin: He’s my sECOND IN COMMAND IN MY ARMY OF DARKNESS!

(This is basically King from the Owl house)

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Robin: If I may interject...

Steve: Oh, awesome, Robin was eavesdropping.

(Robin was probably literally standing next to him while he was talking to Nancy or Eddie or someone)

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Nancy: Keep it running. *Tosses keys over shoulder into empty parking lot.*

(😶 you good, Nance?)

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Robin: To everyone who has treated me poorly; I am sexier than you.

(She is)

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Nancy: I keep a picture of all of us in my wallet. Whenever I face difficulties, I take it out and stare at the picture.

The Squad: Awwww-

Nancy: And I tell myself "If I can deal with these idiots, then I can deal with anything."

The Squad: Oh.

(She had us at the first half)

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Nancy: Don’t worry, I know exactly what I’m doing. Everything is going to be fine!

Eddie: How can you still say that?

Nancy: Because sometimes, when things get tough, denial is all we have.

(✨Denial✨)

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Robin: I know every song to ever exist it doesn't matter if it's from the past, present or the future.

Steve: Oh yeah? Then continue this.

Steve: I don't cook I don't clean-

Robin: So let me tell you how I got this ring.

Robin & Steve: .....

Robin & Steve: GOBBLE ME, SWALLOW ME-

(I love their friendship so much)

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Eddie: Talk dirty to me, baby~

Steve: The dishes.

Eddie: Wh-

Steve: They’ve been there for 4 days and it’s your turn to wash them. You still haven’t cleaned them and I have asked you to do so several times.

(Canon, Canon, Canon)

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Robin: What are you getting Steve for the holidays?

Eddie: I don't know. It's kind of hard buying a gift for your partner when they already got everything they could've ever wanted when they married you. So I'm not sure yet.

Nancy: I'm getting Steve a divorce lawyer.

(I think Steve was talking about you when he said "he needs to get his ego checked" or smth)

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Nancy, talking to Steve: Well Steve, whenever I’m about to do something, I think ‘would Robin do that?’ and if they would, I do not do that thing.

Steve: …

Robin, from the distance: They’re not wrong though!

(I don't know what to say)

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Robin: What time is it?

Steve: I don’t know, pass me that saxaphone and we’ll find out

Steve: *BLASTS the saxaphone*

Nancy: WHO THE FUCK IS PLAYING THE SAXAPHONE AT TWO IN THE FUCKING MORNING

Steve: It’s 2 am

(Let her sleep 😪)

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Nancy: What should I do?

Eddie: *holds out hand* May I suggest dinner with a friend?

Nancy: Well, none of my friends are available, so I guess I'll have to go with you.

(Besties, also Eddie be like "You wound me, wheeler")

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Robin: Hey, Steve, are you free on Friday? Like around eight?

Steve: Yeah.

Robin: And you, Eddie?

Eddie: Umm... yes?

Robin: Great! Because I'm not. You two go out without me. Enjoy your date!

Eddie: Did they just-

(Yes she did, enjoy your date!)

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Robin: I am going to need you to swear-

Steve: Fuck.

Robin:

Robin: ...swear as in promise.

(I also love this incorrect quote lol)

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Eddie: And now for a gay update with Steve and Robin.

Robin: Getting gayer.

Eddie: Thank you, Robin.

(I feel like they do that to annoy Steve for some reason)

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Steve: I think you're still suffering the effects of your party last night.

Robin: All I drank was Redbull!

Steve: How many?

Robin: Eighteen.

(I feel like she would)

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[+Max and Dustin]

Nancy: So don't panic but one of us is possessed by an owl....

Steve: ....

Eddie: .....

Max: ......

Robin: ..Who?

Nancy: That's the thing we don't-

*Everyone stares at Robin*

(gasp)

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*Everyone is standing around the broken coffee maker*

Nancy: So. Who broke it? I'm not mad, I just wanna know.

Everyone:

Robin: ...I did. I broke it.

Nancy: No. No you didn't. Dustin?

Dustin: Don't look at me. Look at Eddie.

Eddie: What?! I didn't break it.

Dustin: Huh, that's weird. How'd you even know it was broken?

Eddie: Because it's sitting right in front of us and it's broken.

Dustin: Suspicious.

Eddie: No, it's not!

Max: If it matters, probably not, but Steve was the last one to use it.

Steve: Liar! I don't even drink that crap!

Max: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?

Steve: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Max!

Robin: Okay let's not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, Nancy.

Nancy: No! Who broke it!?

Everyone:

Max: Nancy... Dustin's been awfully quiet.

Dustin: rEALLY?!

*Everyone starts arguing*

Nancy, being interviewed: I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it.

Nancy: I predict 10 minutes from now they'll be at each other's throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick.

Nancy:

Nancy: Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.

(Robin would be the one to take the blame, but only when it's Nancy tho)

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Dustin: LOWERCASE LETTERS ARE FOR THE LOWER CLASS!

Max: And here we have a capitalist.

Eddie: Did you just-

Robin: Let us all take a moment to appreciate that all of human history, human language, and the universe itself aligned to make this joke possible.

(takes a moment to appreciate etc.)

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Robin: I'm gonna need a human skull but you can't ask why.

Max: Only if you also don't ask why.

Max: *pulls four pristine human skulls out of their bag*

Robin: ...

Robin, grabbing a skull: This one will do.

(I'm not gonna question that... Just Mother-Daughter bonding)

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Robin: I'm never having a debate with Dustin again, they literally started their argument with "Riddle me this."

(I feel like Dustin actually said that in the show 🤔 idk tho)

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Dustin: A mosquito tried to bite me and I slapped it and killed it.

Dustin: And I started thinking.

Dustin: Like, it was just trying to get food.

Dustin: What if I went to the fridge and it just slammed the door shut and snapped my neck?

Robin: Are you ok?

(That's definitely a canon conversation)

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Steve: Yes, I'm adopting Dustin and you cowards can't tell me no!

(I loved when that happened in the show 🥺😔 such a precious moment)

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Steve: Have I ever told you that you cook well?

Dustin: Awww, no, you haven't!

Steve: So why do you keep cooking?

(Big oof)

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Max: Why should I make my bed, when I'm just gunna unmake it to sleep in it anyways?

Steve: Why should I feed you if your just gunna die anyways?

Max:

Max: I'll go make my bed-

(Steve stop being mean 😕)

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Robin: Where are your parents?

Max: What are parents?

Robin: That’s just about the saddest thing I ever heard get said.

(And that's how Max met her new Mother)

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Max, writing in their diary with a glitter gel pen: I'm losing my sense of humanity. Nothing matters. God is dead. There's blood on my hands.

(the pen is probably from a gift from El)

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Max: Sometimes I wonder if I’m hearing voices.

Max: Then I remember that’s the last bit of sanity I have trying to get me to fall asleep at a reasonable time.

(those two things (the one above) are what happened in between S3 and S4)

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Steve: Hey, do you know the password to Max’s computer?

Nancy: Fuck you, Steve.

Steve: Hey!!

Nancy: No, you misunderstood, the password is "fuckyouSteve".

Steve: Oh, no numbers? Not very safe.

(Lol, she did that after that "why should I make my bed" conversation)

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Robin: A pessimist sees a dark tunnel.

Eddie: An optimist sees light at the end of the tunnel.

Nancy: A realist sees a freight train.

Dustin: The train driver sees three idiots standing on the tracks.

(Dustin you smartass)

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Max: Do you think sex without love is a sin?

Nancy: If it is, I’ll see you in hell.

(Nancy is a lesbian confirmed 👍, not because she'd go to Hell)

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Eddie: Do you have a self-care routine?

Max: "Keep going bitch" said to myself in different accents.

(Robin taught her the accents)

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Robin: If you put a milkshake in one yard and crack open a cold one in another yard, which yard would the boys go to?

Nancy: Schrödinger's boys.

Max: FUCK!

Dustin: What about cracking open a cold milkshake?

Steve: As we all know, the milkshake brings the boys to the yard. The presence of the boys is a prerequisite for the cracking open of a cold one, but cold ones do not have any inherent boy-attracting abilities. Milkshakes, however, do.

Steve: All else being equal, the boys would proceed to the milkshake yard. While it is possible to announce the presence of cold ones in the hope of attracting some boys, the pull of the milkshake is much more powerful by comparison.

Robin: ...

Nancy: ...

Max: ...

Dustin: ...

Steve: Mind you, all of this nonsense hinges on whether or not the boys are back in town.

(Steve being 'smart')

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Eddie, to the Squad: I’d die for you.

Max: Then perish.

Robin: You will.

Nancy: Please don’t.

Steve: Cool.

Dustin: I’d die for you first.

(I'm sorry 🥺 it was just too perfect 😭 also it was from them first meeting so I think those would be accurate reactions, also Dustin 😭😭)

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[Surprise!! Robin and the Wheeler Girls]

Robin: *falls down the stairs*

Karen: Are you okay?

Holly: Stop falling down the stairs!

Nancy: How’d the ground taste?

(Karen is worried, Holly is annoyed that she keeps falling down the stairs, and Nancy is just used to it now and amused)

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Holly, talking about Robin: Is this a friend of yours, Nancy?

Nancy: Kind of? Not really. They're in my life and there's nothing I can do about it.

(^Nancy in denial)

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Nancy: Robin, what are you doing?

Robin: Making chocolate pudding.

Nancy: It's four in the morning, why are you making chocolate pudding?

Robin: Because I've lost control of my life.

Robin: Here's your pudding, Holly.

Holly: Oh that's okay, I'm not hungry anymore.

(that's cute and Robin would do anything for Holly, I love the fics with Robin & Holly bonding 🥺)

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Holly: I am darkness. I am an power. I am your worst nightmare. I could kill a man in more ways than you can imagine. I am the night. I am fury, I am a weapon, I am-

Karen: A doll.

Robin: A cinnamon roll.

Nancy: A sweetheart.

Holly:

Holly: ...stop it.

(That's the cute freaking thing I've ever seen 🥺)

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Nancy: Damn, the power went out.

Holly: Don’t worry, I got this.

Holly: *shakes rapidly and starts to light up*

Nancy: What-?

Holly: I swallowed a glow stick!

Nancy, on the verge of tears: WHY WOULD YOU-

(HOLLY NOO!! 😭)

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Nancy: *on the phone* Just snap his kneecaps and he’ll talk, I’m at a parent teacher conference.

Nancy: Anyways, you said Holly is enjoying finger painting! That's great.

(the teacher like 👁️👄👁️)

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Nancy: My life is a mess.

Karen: Nancy relax, go get a beer.

Nancy: I don’t want a beer.

Karen Who said it was for you?

(Lol)

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Holly: I don't know, it's not my cup of tea.

Karen: Well then whose is it?

Holly, staring at a cup of tea: I don't know!

(this was honestly unexpected 😂)

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[another Surprise?]

Argyle: If you water water, it grows.

Nancy: ...What.

Robin: They've got a point.

(so that's why Nancy said it last time)

Jonathan: I never tell people off the bat that I'm gay. I wait. I wait until they say some homophobic shit and then I laugh and am like "you know I'm gay right?" and watch the look of terror on their face.

Nancy:

Nancy: I like you.

(wlw/mlm solidarity)

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Hope you liked it 👍, btw my posts are irregular, but rn have literally nothing to do for weeks so I may post a lot (also it's summer holidays)

Anyway, lots of love ✨🥺❤️✨

#long post #very long post #?#i guess #ronance #nancy wheeler #robin buckley #steve harrington #fruity four #steddie #eddie munson #max mayfield #dustin henderson #karen wheeler #holly wheeler #stranger things incorrect quotes #inccorect quotes #stranger things

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Maybe I'm being repetitive here but do you have any idea why certain people are *so* against redemption for Tomura when it perfectly aligns with the core of the story + it's themes and has been set up for god knows how long? Not to mention that villain redemption isn't like... an insane thing? It's pretty common. I'm genuinely confused here and I don't really have anyone to ask so I'm curious on your thoughts

Agh there's no real answer to this

Personal taste, selective reading, misreading, all of the above.

I think most of it is personal taste and that therefore leads to selective reading and misreading. Because as someone who immediately wanted a redemption arc for Tomura the second I laid eyes on him, I looked for the signs of it and I saw them. If someone had no desire to see that or hated the idea of it right off the bat because it's not their personal taste, they probably won't see the signs of it (no matter how obvious they are) or they'll ignore them because they're in denial or something.

I see a lot of "what happened to just evil villains for the sake of being evil", and there's nothing wrong with wanting that. But imo that's a them problem and not a bnha problem. If it's so upsetting to them they should go read something else, but oh well.

You're right it's not uncommon to happen in manga, it's certainly not new. I do think that BNHA being SO BIG has resulted in a large fan base with a lot of people where this is their first manga. I feel this way for more reasons than one--outside of this redemption arc hating debacle. But that's one reason I see there being such a negative reaction to it.

I think this series has a unique issue also where people confuse "hero" with "infallible good guy whose perspective shouldn't be questioned". "Hero" and "villain" are legal titles within the world building of the story. "Hero" is not always good, in this story. Endeavor and Hawks are pretty clear examples of this. "Villains" are not always villains at their heart, or they are not always destined to remain villains, in this story. This story has those TITLES and ROLES simultaneously and I think people just...forget that. So then you have people screaming about how Hawks is a perfect angel despite the story literally screaming at you otherwise, same thing with Endeavor. Why this subversion of the hero and villain title is so upsetting to some people though, is really beyond me. I think it works really really well for a story like BNHA where the writing is anything but subtle, things are both literal and metaphorical at the same time, things are both "bad" but also "not" at the same time, things are both "good" but also "not" at the same time. But I think people started the manga and thought that "hero" and "villain" were going to be taken in the most literal direction and never veer from it until the end. And the story doesn't do that.

Also idk, the villains really are a driving force behind the themes of the story. Without them, the story wouldn't be what it is, there'd be absolutely no way to deliver the message the manga is delivering if not for them. They are quite a central point of the story, but they weren't always like that for the first good 2/3 of the manga. So I'd say maybe that shift in tone upset some people as well because I see a lot of upset about the side character 1akids being shafted ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

There're too many reasons, but the most general ones I come across are listed above.

#snk is another good example of people not being able to let go of the protag and antag role #protag does not always equal hero (cough cough eren jeager cough)#antag does not always equal villain #idk #I used to wonder the same thing but I have decided that people just set themselves up for disappointment and then get mad abt it #and try to act like horikoshi robbed them or something #anonymous #bnha asks

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marvelbeingmarvelous · 2 years

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⚡️Thoughts on Thor: Love and Thunder⚡️

(‼️‼️SPOILERS‼️‼️)

So I saw Thor: Love and Thunder today and I just…did anyone else find it rather middling?

1. Like, there was some good stuff, don’t get me wrong

It was entertaining enough while watching

I appreciated what they did with Jane (the whole thing was a really nice send off of her character, I think)

Christian Bale knocked it out of the park acting wise (and I’m glad to see the MCU putting more work into their villains’ motivations more recently)

Certain scenes like Jane and Valkyrie bonding or the end with Thor and his new adopted kid were cute to see

Since I actually read the comic runs they pulled the two main storylines from this time (the whole Gorr the God Butcher stuff and Jane-Foster-with-cancer-wielding-Mjolnir-and-becoming-Thor)—it was super cool to see where they recreated exact images/panels from the comics (e.g. the distress call videos and that shot of Omnipotent City)

2. BUT ALSO—there were a number of issues and things that detracted from the film

Like how some things felt very speed-run to get Thor to the place Taika wanted him at instead of really dealing with him where he was at (cough cough the quick-ditch of the “dad bod” and the Guardians of the Galaxy, and after Endgame made it seem like they’d be having more interaction than what amounted to an extended cameo)

The pacing felt kind of rushed, like we were missing some key connective tissue or just a few more scenes expanding on certain arcs/character moments (e.g. we see Jane go from staring at a myth book to staring at Mjolnir to apparently she’s been the new Thor for a decent amount of time? Or how Gorr the God Butcher kills all of one god on screen and then spends most of his time waiting, scaring kids with violent party tricks, and causing general destruction and not targeted attacks against gods on-screen?)

The movie in general tried too hard to make everything a joke (so that even when the “serious” moments were happening I was just waiting for the joke that would undercut it, or didn’t take it seriously point blank because the film had already shown me that it wasn’t taking any of itself seriously, either). The comedic tone worked better for Ragnarok—and less so here.

The writing felt weak and somewhat ham-fisted in areas, like the final confrontation in Eternity (like, yes, we get it, the theme is love, it’s in the title—idk man it just felt like it talked a lot more about love than it ever really dug in and showed it)

But yeah.

I’m curious what you guys thought of it. In my estimation, like I said, it was an enjoyable enough watch, but it’s definitely not one of the best Marvel films, and I’m not in any particular hurry to see it again. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

#thor: love and thunder #thor love and thunder #love and thunder spoilers #mcu spoilers #movie review #mcu thor #Gorr #jane foster #spoilers #mcu textpost #thor thor: love and thunder

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citrineghost · 3 years

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Struggling to stay organized because you have ADHD?

Well, I have a fantastic solution for you! There’s this bitchin site called Trello and I’m gonna tell you all about it

This is not sponsored, I just really like organization and Trello is awesome. And, as always, no readmore because this is targeted at ADHD people and y’all ain’t gonna click it

[ID: a picture of a website with many columns/lists. Behind the lists, there is a customized background. To the right is a sidebar showing that you can search Unsplash for backgrounds right from the site. Each column/list has a bunch of ‘cards’ on it. The cards each have a title and color coded label(s) /end ID)

Here’s a picture of my to-do board

There are some things blacked out, mostly just my avatar, name, and some original creative stuff I don’t feel like broadcasting.

So, Trello is broken up into different levels of organization. Let’s start with the most important level: boards.

Boards

A board is what’s pictured above. Think of it like a corkboard where you pin your notes. You can make as many of these as you want. You can title them, invite people to them, automate certain parts of them, and more.

On your board, you can make

Lists

Lists are those columns you can see on my board. You can title each list, click and drag them around to reorder them, set them to automatically label the things on them, and so on.

My lists on my to do board are titled with a time period for when I aim to do something. The time periods are large and vague, which makes them great for my ADHD. I can move things between them as I need, which is also great for my ever shifting brain thoughts.

But! What makes it great is that whatever I put in the left list, titled Next, I know is what I need to be focusing on at the moment. It makes it easier to ignore what’s to the right of it and let’s me relax knowing I won’t just forget everything I’m not prioritizing.

Lists are used for holding

Cards

(ID: A picture of a small window that opens after clicking on a card. It contains the title, the labels (with their names now visible), and a functioning checklist. There is also a place to type a description, a place to add comments, and a list of buttons on the side for managing the card and its place on the board /end ID)

Each card can be as simple as containing just a title (making it a simple entry on your list), or as complicated as housing photos, descriptions, checklists, labels, and comments. You just click the card and it opens the window shown above.

My card is for a tabletop I’m working on, nicknamed TAP. I have it labeled with all of the things pertaining to what it involves (world building, writing, in progress, spreadsheeting, and art/creative). These color coded labels make it easy to see what kind of cards I’m looking at when looking at the overall board and lists.

As I do things on the checklist, I can mark them off. You can even set it to hide completed items on the checklist.

When I’m done with an item on my to do list, I click and drag the card to the Done list (which is offscreen on the far right). If you don’t want a visible Done list, you can also just archive a card and it will disappear from the board.

You can also set due dates on cards, which will notify you when they’re almost due or when the due date arrives.

Customization

One of my favorite things about Trello is that you can customize the appearance of your boards! My ADHD brain can’t stand looking at the same thing constantly, so it’s great that I can change things up. Each board can have its own design too, so you can match the vibes of the board with the appearance.

You can pick from a bunch of solid colors for your board or you can use the connection Trello has with Unsplash to search and select free stock images provided by photographers.

Other Parts of Organization

Not only do you have boards, lists, and cards, you can also make Workspaces, which are basically categories to sort your boards into. If you use Trello for projects, and have a board for each project, you can sort your boards into a Projects workspace.

There is also a function called Butler, which you can use to automate boards. For example, you can set it to automatically create a card called “Pay Rent” at the start of each month.

On the right, in the same sidebar where you can see the background options, there’s also an activity feed, tracking every time a card is moved, commented on, added, archived, and so on.

Team Work

Not only is Trello great for keeping private boards, you can also invite people to them! That makes it incredible for household management, group projects, or even friend groups who feel like storing plans and personalized memes. You can literally use it for whatever you want and in whatever way you want!

ADHD Applications

So, now let’s get down into the specifics of how this is great for people with ADHD.

You can make as many boards, lists, and cards as you want.

This is a big one for me, because I really struggle with websites that limit how much you can do with one account and force you to make multiples and then juggle multiple logins and so on. Start a new project? Make a new board. Follow your heart. Be free. If you end up giving up on it, just delete it, or store it for later. You can Star the boards you actively use and just use the Star list to access the boards you need, so if you star all your active ones and then ignore the unstarred, failed projects, you can leave them to rot or abandon them until the mood strikes again.

You can organize in a way that works for you.

So many organization applications are made to work one way and that can be really difficult to navigate as someone with ADHD. So many people with ADHD have such specific needs in regards to how they organize that it can be really hard to find something that works. Half the time we end up just scrambling around from application to application, cursing them as we go because one has one thing we like, but it doesn’t have the thing this other one has that we like and nothing ever seems to just work.

Trello makes it possible to personalize how you organize and even change how you organize halfway through. I keep my to do list organized in 4 priority levels with the addition of a Pin list and a Done list. You could also:

Keep a list that works as a calendar, with a card for each entry, organized in order of date

Keep a list of reminders where automated weekly/monthly/yearly responsibilities pop up

Jot down reminders as you think of them

Keep lists of school assignments in the order they’re due

Use descriptions and photo uploads on cards to collect information or resources needed for said assignments

Keep lists of information that’s easy to forget or lose track of on paper like address history, work history, references, contact information, and so on (like I’ve done on my ‘Pin’ list)

Use boards for projects, to keep track of things like resources, due dates, meeting times, sending files between classmates or project partners, and so on

Use boards for planning events like weddings, parties, conferences, school dances, or whatever else you’re into

Collect resources, references, or recreational to-dos (like links to fanfiction you want to read)

Literally anything

You can separate everything onto different boards, making everything visible from the titles of cards, or combine it all into one, with lots of information available on a click

The sky’s the limit

You can automate repeat tasks.

ADHD comes with a lot of forgetfulness when it comes to regular tasks, such as weekly appointments, medication reminders, and a yearly charge for your Nintendo membership. You can put that stuff into your calendar, but that can also be tricky because then you have information spread across multiple platforms.

Just as easily, you can set Butler to make new cards with reminders on them.

There’s probably more but I have ADHD and I forgot

Just think of the possibilities!!

I used to get debilitatingly stressed out because I would have 10 things floating around in my head because I was simultaneously trying not to forget them and also stressing about them and I would make what I call “spaghetti lists” where I would list all the things I’m thinking of, just as a way to calm down and know that I won’t forget them, so that my brain could quiet down.

Since starting this board, I haven’t had to do that once because all of the things I’m afraid of forgetting are already listed, even if they’re on the list titled ‘ ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ‘ because idk if they’re ever actually gonna happen.

It can be incredibly stressful to see all of your to do items in one place, but since starting this, I have been less stressed overall, because I now know I can find them all in that one place. Learning to manage and cope with the stress of knowing I have a lot to do is easier than forgetting things and then realizing I’m late on something or things just never happening because I never remember them when I’m in a place where I can work on them.

And when you have everything in one place to reference when you have some executive energy, you can suddenly just start doing things. I have them labeled by type so I can go, “I’m in the mood to draw,” and then check all the dark blue labels for creative projects. It makes everything so much easier.

Anyway, I hope this is helpful to some of you, it’s genuinely been life changing for me

#adhd #actually adhd #coping with adhd #adhd tips #tips #advice #organization #organizing #trello #projects #to do #ghostpost #adhdghost

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waynedunlaptheorgandonor · 3 years

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so. that was some straight up horror movie shit, huh? for an episode with no daryl or princess i had a surprisingly good time

just gonna do a highlight reel bc it’s so very much past my bedtime

on mobile, can’t do a cut, sorry, etc

spoilers commencingggg

now:

-HOW THE FUCK ARE THEY GONNA KILL OFF DUNCAN AND ELIJAH (and that one chick, agatha?) IN ONE FELL SWOOP, BUT THEN LET SKYRIM NPC ALDEN SURVIVE?

-that’s some straight up bullshit, man

-fun fact: i 110% forgot that skryim npc alden used to be a negan brony until he talked shit about it in front of negan lol

-anyway, just had to get that off my chest

-negan’s role this entire episode, and actually this entire season so far, is “character with common sense who has been dropped into a scenario where everyone around him is acting like a white person in a horror movie” and it’s very funny

-“so we’re just gonna go /towards/ the screaming, then?” i lol’d

-the cut scenes between Maggie & Others being stuck in a psychological horror film juxtaposed with Carol & The Girls being in a late 90s horse girl adventure movie was very funny

-some of maggie’s scenes straight up freaked me tf out tho, ngl. it felt like that one episode of black mirror, the title of which escapes me and i’m too lazy to look it up, but you know, the one with the people in animal masks chasing the lady?

-it’s actually gonna bother me if i don’t look it up, hold on

-white bear

-anyway

-my face was like this for a good half of the episode:

-the reapers are super fucked up, dude, they legit freak me out. i am looking forward to daryl meeting up with leah and having to be like “oh! so actually you’re an insane person! good to know!”

-the score for the reapers is really good, too. better than the whisperer’s score and that one slapped

-rosita and carol’s interaction was very nice because it was refreshing to have carol interact with other women on the show, and it was also very funny because the entire interaction amounted to: “so i’ve been having some fucked up dreams about abraham” “that sounds unpleasant” “yeah, i think they’re prophetic” “what’s the message?” “who knows? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ idk why i told you that, lol, anyway, next topic”

-i’m sure that won’t become relevant later

-magna (i remembered her name) hugging carol and carol being like “literally what is happening?” was sweet

-i like, knew that they were gonna have to eat horse at some point, but having them bring the horses back to alexandria all triumphant and smiling, and then immediately cutting to carol slitting one of their throats and crying while covered in blood was -chefs kiss-

-the children were a fucking delight, ofc. hershel jr. is literally mini glenn, i can’t handle it. him and judith have great, adorable chemistry and i want them to be bffs

-(i like how they’re still giving rj one or two word lines bc he’s still a terrible child actor lol)

-did i hit all the parts i cared about?

-oh. i don’t care about gabriel that much (and kind of resent him bc i still don’t understand how rosita could be banging siddiq and then pick fucking gabriel over him, like wtf??) but him being like “god isn’t here anymore” and stabbing that guy was entertaining

-magna telling carol to not give kelly false hope and then carol immediately disregarding that and doing whatever the fuck she wants was very on brand

-anything else?

-probably, but my brain is fried and i’m p sure most of this review is gibberish as is, i don’t need to add any more to it

-i’m really digging s11 so far. gonna need me some princess to balance out the darylrrhea, tho i’m actually anticipating that to be juicy and since i’m avoiding all discourse i might be able to enjoy it anxiety free

-well

-anxiety limited

-i was also thinking about how carol still has leah’s knife. you think there might be a showdown between the two of them? or a “daryl has to pick who to save” sort of situation?

-don’t actually answer that, i don’t want to know

-but also 🤔

-i should really read through this and see if it makes any sense but i’m not gonna. sorry ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

k the end, bye,

-diz

p.s. are they gonna keep dropping episodes a full week in advance? i wasn’t expecting this one to drop today. i saw an article on my fucking chrome homepage (bc ofc i did), otherwise i wouldn’t have even thought to check. don’t they usually drop like the thursday or friday before? i’m getting rly mixed up being a week ahead of the actual air dates. amc premiere is a clusterfuck, but whatever gets me through the season faster i suppose

k the end for real

#caryl #twd #twd s11 spoilers #dunlap tp

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lilypixels · 3 years

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Izzy’s Dag-Dag The Artist… Tag

By @morgynemberisagenderfluiddaddy

~ Rules ~

Show us a rendition of yourself in your own art! Can be anything! Sims render? Random stick figure? Picrew? Go nuts! (Just be sure to tag the artist if you use someone else’s picrew!!!!) Tag the blogs you want to know, and don’t be a dick that’s it! Also, feel free to answer as vague or in-depth as you want. And if you don’t want to answer a question for any reason just don’t vibe with it! Skip it if you wanna! Also make sure you tag me and use #dagdagtheartisttag so I can see it!!!!!!!!

This is a bit long so i’m just gonna...

~Questions~

1.) Do you prefer to be referred to by your name or blog name? Both are fine! I don’t care much about what people refer to me as in general and have had someone on here call me lily once

2.) Where are you from? I won’t say exact, but I live in the middle of USA (I can’t wait to move-)

3.) Do you have pets? 👀 Yes! 3 dogs and 2 cats, tho only one cat is truly “mine”

4.) Tell us about your “dream”. uhh like where I want to be in life? what I want to do? um I’m still working on the exact job title, but I wish to do research at a natural history/science museum (sorta like archives or collections manager, but neither of those are quite right i think). Otherwise, I just hope to adopt and even foster kids cause my life would not be complete without little ones :3 (spouse/partner optional lol)

5.) Aside from art, what are your hobbies? Randomly researching things that grasp my attention, games...lots of games, reading, watching tv, coloring (wait does that count as art-), uhhh spacing out

6. )Does anyone irl know about your blog? yeah, but mostly just know about, not like see my posts i guess

7.)Do you know anyone from your blog irl? not outside of just chatting on discord

8.) What are some fun facts about you? I’ve had some poems published before (it was with entering a poetry contest), I have surprisingly good balance, my brain is not properly awake/functioning until 10am which has led to me almost using soap as toothpaste a few times too many, I have a birthmark on my finger (bonus: it sorta changes color/how noticeable it is depending on how hot or cold I am lol, i call it a mini thermometer cause of this), apparently Lion King was my Disney movie obsession as a kid...oh and I have a certificate in cryptozoology lolz

9.) What’s your day job? i work as a private nanny/glorified babysitter (i don’t live with them or drive but work regular hours through week and as needed; even join the occasional vacation with them)

10.) Do you have a celebrity look alike? i don’t think so; a girl in high school once said I look like Cameron Diaz tho-

11.) What’s your aesthetic? for my blog I think it’s becoming like dark academia meets cottage core?? idk for myself...who knows

12.) What kind of artist are you? the tired kind lol

13.) How did you get into your form of art? if we’re looking at sims, uhhh well I just happened to learn about cc one day, then happened upon simblr, saw edits, and thought I’d give a try cause I can’t draw but I need a creative outlet so this worked for me

14.) What do you watch/listen/read/anything else while you create? if I do anything, its listen to music; music is generally random based on what I feel like but more recently its been 2d anime groups (idolish7, hypnosis mic, etc)

15.) What is your favorite of your own creations so far? lets see...this, this, and this edit wise I think

16.) How would you describe your art style? idk chaos

17.) What is more satisfying to you coloring or outlining? coloring, I like coloring

18.) What meme would you use to describe yourself?

19.) What character from any media form do you most identify with? oh gosh uhhhh there’s a few but I’ll say Iori and Sogo from Idolish7 since they come to mind first lol. Iori is a fellow aquarius who hides his interests and agonizes over past slipups even a year later, others have legit moved on but he’s still stuck on it (that was true moment I was like “omg you are aquarius” lol cause yeah meee). Sogo i heavily relate to as well cause he’s,,,very nice and hides his own feelings, putting others before himself (but when right buttons get pushed, he can be scary lol) so yeah, those two

20.) If you were on the run, what would you change your name to? I’ve never thought of this...no clue

21.) Have you ever or do you want to change blog names? I have changed names, yes; I used to be silverine-sims but after a time i didn’t ~vibe~ with it

22.) God forbid Tumblr decides to pull a MySpace and lets us have page songs, what song would you choose? page songs like adding playlist to blog? i mean its possible already with bit of coding and I used to have one set up but uh one song huh? gosh um I guess Twisted Hearts by tasuku hatanaka; it was op for Moriarty the Patriot s2 and I’m pretty obsessed with it rn

23.) Oh yeah, I’m still on the MySpace train and I’m starting discourse! Who’s your top 8? my brain refuses to think and rank; i have trouble with choices and that extends to favorites,,

24.) Did you understand those references or did you have to look them up? (I’m fully aware I’m ancient, but are you?) i know of myspace but otherwise i have no clue what all it entailed

25.) One last question; why are you like that? I grew up watching Secret Saturdays, He-Man, Teen Titans, Danny Phantom, and Spongebob idk what to tell ya ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Dag dag?

Now tag tag!!!

I know not all of you will do this or was tagged by izzy already but I’m tagging everyone I can think of anyway-

@cyansimblr @neriney @lunchsims @waysims @klayde @sinfulwunders @void-imp @ladykendalsims @lazysunjade @almost-spring @smolteabirb @lunaziie @clumsyghostie and uh uh anyone else cause its too early and my brain just quit

#for the card thing #i was gonna do playlist but then id have to think more and choose a few songs from many #for characters itaru from a3 was another one #but two i picked maybe work more #also what does dag dag mean??#or is it a play on tag to rhyme??#tagged #tag thing #was gonna use simself for this #buttt i deleted after that one dream self tag #and photo from it wasnt cutting it #so used this picrew one #from another tag lol #dagdagtheartisttag

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dawnsrose · 3 years

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playlist ✧ pinterest

full name : rosalie annette bernadette corinne charmont  nickname(s) : rose , rosebud ( by her parents ) , rosie ( by aylin )  age : 20  birth date : february 4th  birth place : ulstead  siblings : william “ liam ” charmont , seviathan “ seth ” charmont   gender : cis female  orientation : panromantic pansexual  occupation : princess  face claim : emily alyn lind

rosalie charmont was born 90 seconds after her brother , seth , and it was almost as if she’d stayed hidden the whole time until then . she was just a tad bit smaller than him , yet the moment she came out of her mother’s womb , the little princess made sure people knew she’d arrived . of all three , she was the loudest , the one who cried the most , though the whole family saw it as a good thing . strong lungs for a strong little girl .

as expected of a princess , rose grew up kind and well - mannered , the picture of grace and elegance , having been gifted with beauty , a wonderful voice and a persevering heart . she would spend her days learning history , languages , math , the piano , the flute , ballet , ballroom dancing and at night , she would listen to her mother’s stories about growing up in the woods , and how she and her father met . naturally , the girl grew up a romantic , except she had a very idealized view of romance . rosalie has always been in love with love , but it is her kind of love .

as the princess grew older , she started sleepwalking almost every night , which instantly alerted the whole family . it wasn’t uncommon to spot her sleeping by the flowers when morning came or even in some less pleasant places , like the dining table or on the couch . her parents feared that her sleepwalking might have had something to do with maleficent , but it didn’t seem to be the case . either way , it was just something for them to keep an eye on , an extra reason for concern if you will , for more she grew up , so did her desire for adventure . she didn’t want to spend her life hiding from danger like her mother did , and promised herself that she would always be free no matter what .

unlike most of the charmonts , rose loves being a princess . she thinks it makes her all the more entitled to having everything she wants , except she rarely ever knows what it is that she desires . still , there are days where she wishes she could just not have any duties or responsabilities at all , nor a title or anything else . even so , she knows she has it easier than liam , who is perfect king material .

speaking of liam and kingliness , rosalie definitely isn’t opposed to sticking her nose into other people’s business --- especially her brother’s. with liam , she is constantly trying to figure out what he’s thinking , what his plans are , and how she can interfere with them ; for the better , of course . though she trusts her brother with her whole heart , she likes to think he lacks a certain je ne sais quoi sometimes , and that’s where she comes in . nevertheless , she has a lot of faith in liam and is always cheering him on .

seth , on the other hand , is what rose likes to think of as an extension of her being . she will often joke about how he could probably read her mind if he tried hard enough , which would probably be a double edged sword as she doesn’t always want him in her business , but refuses not to know what’s going on in his world . she loves hearing about his misadventures in love and reading his poetry , but would send a whole army after whoever breaks her twin’s heart if she didn’t know any better . she tells him everything , and feels lucky to call herself his twin .

because rosalie is extra as heck likes to be different from her brother’s , she decided she wanted to learn how to fight with a rapier instead of a regular sword . originally , she wanted to learn how to use a bow and arrow , but that idea was quickly scratched out after she nearly knocked liam off his horse . ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

she can be very dramatic , but only because she’s protective of her loved ones . in reality , she’s a huge softy who is fairly naïve and just wants everyone to be okay .

is always singing . always . she’d be an opera singer if she could , or any kind of singer really . legit used to perform at family gatherings and still does from time to time .

likes to tell people she’s actually a rose who was enchanted by a fairy and became human . she is not here okay miss rose is in her own little world .

she sleeps . she sleeps a lot . literally either wakes up at the same time seth does or waits for him to wake her up bc anybody else will just leave her grumpy for the day .

connections: juliet fitzherbert ( actual best friend , don’t tell seth ) ; ada teague ( “close friend” rose is dumb ) ; aylin moon ( friend + uwu feels on the inside ) ; flynn fitzherbert ( first love ) ; kieran vasilikas ( she’s trying real hard to befriend and support this man i swear ) + idk hit me up yall let’s plot ! also i probably forgot some i’m sorry hmu

#waltnextgen #i updated her bio a bit :3 so yay rosalie is back and better than ever !

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jisvnq · 4 years

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[ 02:11AM ]

title | sneaking around

genre | fluff, suggestive, humor, chenle's little sister!reader

warnings | a makeout that's barely there, and a few hickeys oops

word count | 1.8k words

requested | by anonymous

description | where you're chenle's little sister and secretly dating jisung.

z.txt | the text for the headers keep messing up idk why :/ but eh can't really do anything about it ¯\(ツ)/¯ so also idk how to properly write those spicy spicy scenes yet, i'm still learning and i'm doing my best to improve each time :D i dunno, this was supposed to be a timestamp but i got kinda carried away ajdbwjfn here it is!!

Jisung knew sneaking around behind his friends' backs was risky. He knew he'd get his neck snapped in half if he was found out to be dating someone without even his best friend knowing.

Oh, how he hoped to the heavens they didn't find out he was doing exactly that. And with his best friend's little sister out of all people.

"Meet me in my room after they fall asleep," you had whispered in his ear hours ago as you hid from your friends who searched around frantically for the two of you. "And make sure nobody sees you."

Jisung slowly and carefully pushed his best friend's head off his shoulder, watching in panic as the other boy's eyes groggily fluttered open.

"Hey, Jisung," Chenle slurred, still half-asleep. "Where are you going?"

"I– me?" Jisung stuttered, pointing to himself.

Chenle rolled his eyes. "Yes, you. Where are you going?"

"To the– uh," Jisung cleared his throat. "To the bathroom. I– uh, dinner didn't really settle well with me..."

Chenle nodded, waving Jisung off. "You know where the bathroom is, right?"

Jisung nodded, getting up fully and quietly opening the door. "Yeah. I do."

He waited until his best friend's eyes fluttered shut before heading out, closing the door and dashing into the hallway that definitely didn't lead to the bathroom.

Jisung's heart beat a mile a minute as he looked over his shoulder every few steps. If he got caught here, he was gonna be deader than the chicken they ate for dinner. And he was pretty sure that thing wasn't even remotely alive.

"Y/n," Jisung whispered as he knocked frantically on your door. "Y/n! It's me! I'm here! Open up already!"

He heard shuffling inside, and he cautiously looked behind him as if something or someone would just pop up out of absolutely nowhere and tell on him to your brother.

"Hm, I'm surprised you didn't chicken out on me," you hummed, opening the door, only for the boy to rush inside, making you chuckle. "That scared of getting caught, huh?"

"If Chenle catches me sneaking in here, you know he's gonna kill me," Jisung groaned, plopping onto your quite familiar bed.

"Why don't we just tell him then?" you inquired, sitting down beside him. "It's not like it's that big of a deal, you know?"

"Not that big of a deal?" Jisung said, giving you a funny look. "There's something called the Bro Code, Y/n. I'm not supposed to be dating anyone without the guys knowing, and sisters are supposed to be off-limits!"

You chuckled, when his eyes meet yours, pressing a small kiss to his forehead. "Oh, who cares about that silly little code of yours. Come on, Jisung. Lele won't mind. I'm sure of it."

"Chenle out of all people would definitely mind," Jisung said, raising a finger up with each statement. "One, you're pretty much a whole year younger than me. Two, I'm dating you without any of the guys knowing. And three, you're Chenle's sister. You're Chenle's sister, Y/n! Of course he'll mind!"

You rolled your eyes at the boy and pulled him up to sit next to you. "Jisung~ I'm telling you! Chenle won't mind~! Besides, the idiot had a crush on Renjun's younger cousin for like a year. He can't say anything."

"That was different," Jisung huffed, crossing his arms stubbornly. "Those were Renjun's cousins, not his sisters, and it's not like they were secretly dating now too. Chenle is so gonna kill me."

"Not if I can help it~" you chimed sweetly, crawling over to press a soft kiss on his lips and leaving him blushing furiously. "I love you~ my brother just has to come accept that. When we end up telling them, that is."

"You really think we should tell them?" Jisung asked you nervously as you climbed onto his lap. "Y- Y/n?"

"I think we should," you whispered, cupping his face with your hands. "If you want to. But I love you, and I don't think I'll be able to hide it from them any longer. You, Jisungie?"

Jisung felt his heart melt at the amount of love dripping from your lips as you uttered his name, the nickname he refused to let anyone else use. His eyes turning into beating hearts when they meet your similar ones.

Your lips curled upwards into a sweet, sweet smile, Jisung subconsciously mirroring it with his own. Jisung shook his head and you giggled, the sound echoing in his ears wonderfully.

Unable to bear the straining fondness for you in his chest any longer, Jisung leans in to press his lips against yours, hearing himself hum when you respond immediately to his kiss.

Your legs wrapped around his torso and you fell onto your bed with a soft thud, breaking the kiss to let out a few giggles.

"Shh!" Jisung tsked as you bit your lip to contain your laughs. "We're gonna get caught if we're this noisy!"

"Okay, okay," you grinned, copying his radiant smile. "Now, shut up and kiss me then."

"Good idea," Jisung chuckled, diving back in to press a deeper kiss to your waiting lips.

You wouldn't say you were the best at kissing, with the slight risk of getting caught always bugging you in the back of your head. But this time, along with a few nervous giggles, you seemed not to care for once, feeling the boy hover over you to press feather-light kisses all over your face and down to your jaw.

"So we're telling them tomorrow, right?" Jisung whispered, eyes locked nervously with yours. "Y/n?"

You nodded and gave him a reassuring smile, pecking his cheek while doing so and making the flush on his cheeks deepen. You chuckled. "You mean later today, Jisungie."

"That means it'll be alright if I do this then," Jisung hummed, trailing kisses back down to your neck.

"If you do what?" you asked curiously, before letting out a gasp when you feel him suck harshly on your neck. "Park Jisung! What was that?!"

"Just... something," Jisung grinned at you mischieviously, kissing the bruising mark lightly before moving to place another one.

"Jisung, if those things leave marks..." you tried to threaten, failing in your act when a little whimper escapes your lips at his actions. "We- we're gonna be in big, big trouble."

"We're already planning on telling them later," Jisung said with sparkling eyes. He leaned down to whisper in your ear, teeth gently grazing your earlobe. "We can have some fun tonight."

"Hey, Y/n?" the door burst open. "Have you seen Ji– oh, there you are."

"Chenle!" the two of you gasped, Jisung immediately climbing off you with burning cheeks.

"Wha- what are you doing here?" you asked, looking at your brother who had a sleepy smirk on his face. "H- hey! Answer my question!"

"I was looking for Jisung," Chenle yawned. "But he wasn't in the bathroom, nor in the gaming room. Decided to check on you if you saw him."

Chenle eyed you up and down and hummed. "Looks like you two've been busy. I knew you just called him oppa for show."

"I– what?!" you shrieked, throwing one of your pillows at your laughing brother. "Shut up!"

"And... you aren't at all mad?" Jisung asked confusedly, looking to Chenle who made kissy faces at you, much to your annoyance.

"Mad?" Chenle repeated, looking to Jisung this time. "For what?"

"For... uh... finding me in here?" Jisung coughed, blush rising back to his cheeks. "You know, with your sister? You don't have the urge to snap my neck in half?"

"What?" Chenle snorted. "Snap your neck in half for making Y/n happy? Look, I'm just a bit disappointed you didn't tell me about it, but I can never get upset at you two idiots for long."

"So..." Jisung bit his lip, looking to you before looking back at Chenle. "It's alright if we're, uh, let's say–"

"Dating?" Chenle finished with an amused grin, seeing his best friend's face flush red. "Yeah, pretty much figured that out. Also, Renjun and Jeno owe me, Hyuck, and Jaemin hotpot now, so–"

"Wait, you bet on us?!" you asked in disbelief, throwing another pillow at your brother. "You bastards!"

"Oops," Chenle snickered, tossing the pillows back onto your bed. "Anyways, I'm gonna go get some sleep, so you two better not do anything more than kissing. I might just take Jisung's PS4 privileges away next time the guys come over."

"My PS4 privileges?!" Jisung gasped. "Why mine?!"

"What, are you planning on getting them taken?" Chenle teased, making Jisung shut his mouth. "And it's yours because you're the older idiot here, and because Y/nnie gets sister privileges."

Jisung lifted his arms up in exasperation before letting them fall to his sides. "I mean, I don't plan on getting them taken now, but I–"

"Jisung, you idiot," Chenle cut the boy off, throwing a pillow to the younger boy's head. "That's my sister you're talking about, watch it."

"Alright, fine," Jisung said with a snicker, seeing Chenle give him a pointed look. "Nothing will happen. I am the responsible one in the relationship here."

"That is very debatable," Chenle said, making a face. "But I'm serious about it, Park Jisung. Try anything on Y/n and I'm kicking you out."

"Gotcha," Jisung grinned, saluting to his best friend who went out the door.

"Also," Chenle smirked, looking at the marks on your neck. "I think you should cover those up before Dad comes home for dinner later. I don't think he'll be as chill as I am about leaving you and Jisung alone in a room together."

"Y- your Dad's coming over for dinner?!" Jisung said, his jaw dropping as he stared at both you and Chenle in disbelief. "Oh my God..."

"Oops," you grinned sheepishly at him. "Forgot to tell you. He wanted to meet up with you all later today..."

"Ah, shit," Jisung groaned, plopping down onto your bed as Chenle laughed out loud. "Chenle, you are given full permission to snap my neck in half now. Please hurry on with it."

"No can do, bro," Chenle snickered, seeing the look of dismay on Jisung's face as he went out, closing the door behind him. "Y/nnie would kill me if I did. Gotta blast~"

"Y/n, will you–"

"No, Jisung," you sighed, shaking your head as you laid down next to him. "I am not snapping your neck in half for you."

"Well, fuck me then."

"Maybe when we're older."

"Y/n, no–"

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pedros-mustache-main · 4 years

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unable are the loved to die

idk what this is. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ happy hallowqueen!

title comes from an emily dickinson poem

it is his first time living alone, out from under the sheltering wings of his parents and released from the changeable moods and hectic schedules of his bandmates; and yet, he does not believe he is truly alone.

there’s something else—someone else—in the house.

brian can’t tell for certain, but he is fairly convinced it is an ancient being. or, at least something unfamiliar with modern amenities. in his first few weeks at the flat, he notices slight variances to his belongings when he wakes, or returns from the studio, or simply turns his back for a moment.

one morning, he finds his toaster-oven askew on the counter, though he knows he left it tucked neatly in its corner. the following day, he returns from a short grocery trip to hear music drifting from the turn-table in the living room.

so long as the being sticks with relatively harmless actions, brian isn’t worried. he can handle a ghost—or whatever it is.

months pass. brian settles into a new routine, as does his shadow.

he finds that the being enjoys candlelight; any time he lights a candle, a rush of air curls around his legs. from what? he isn’t sure, but he takes to leaving a low candle lit on a windowsill most evenings, and when the air turns frosty, lighting a fire more often than he normally would.

it likes music, too, flooding the room with a sharp chill any time he strums his guitar or plays a record. he finds himself playing long into the night, even after working his fingers to the bone at the studio all day.

in his bedroom one afternoon, he finds a wooden box stored high in the closet, covered in a thick layer of dust. he hadn’t noticed it before, busy as he is, but he has a few hours to spare, so he sits on the corner of his bed and pries the rusted lock open with his finger. within the box he finds an antique brush with stiff bristles and a silver backing. it’s heavy in his hands, worn with age and ill-use. there’s a pair of pearl barrettes, a long pink ribbon, and a dried, crumbling rose. there’s a name—soft and sweet—etched along the inside of the box.

he places the box on the mantle in his bedroom, over the cold, dead fireplace he never uses. he leaves the box open, drapes the ribbon over the edge, and wonders if, perhaps, his shadow once bore the name engraved within the solid wood.

that night, he wakes with a start. he’s not sure what draws him from sleep, but it doesn’t really matter—not when he sees her sitting at the foot of his bed.

she glows, radiates with a heavenly sort of energy that casts her features in a soft, hazy light. as he suspected, she is old, though her smooth skin and bright eyes tell him she must have passed only several years his junior when she had walked the earth. her clothing, though, is dated beyond compare: a flowing gown that clings to her bodice, delicate jewelry at her neck, thin stockings on her feet. she tilts her head to the side when he meets her gaze, and she smiles.

he loses his breath.

“hello,” she says. her voice is sweet like honey, dripping with poise and elegance.

brian pushes himself to a sitting position. he runs a hand through his sleep-muddled hair. “are you—” his words fail when she reaches out and brushes a wayward lock of hair away from his forehead. her touch is like a butterfly’s kiss, barely there yet strangely present.

“i’m sorry if i’ve been bothering you.”

he shakes his head earnestly. “you haven’t.”

“it’s been a long time since anyone noticed... well...” she ducks her head and presses her lips together in a bashful look that sends his heart into overdrive. finally, she regains her composure and twists to face him better. “what is your name?”

“brian.” he must sound like an idiot, only answering in brief, unimaginative sentences. still, he can hardly form a thought. he’s too struck by her, by the halo engulfing her, and the gentle sway of her eyelashes.

she tells him her name, and he is unsurprised to hear it is the very one carved in the box on the mantle across the room. he’s just surprised at how much his heart squeezes when her voice is the one to say it.

“you are a talented musician, brian,” she says. “my mother tried to teach me how to play the piano but i’m afraid i can only remember ‘yankee doodle’ now.”

he smirks at this. “that’s a fine song.”

“not compared to your tunes.”

he blinks, draws in a breath through his nose, then shakes his head. “how—when did you—” he chuckles at the ridiculousness of it all. “i have a lot of questions.”

“yes, i’m sure. lucky for me, i have all the time in the world to answer your queries.” she props her elbow the leg twisted beneath her and drops her chin to her hand. “what is it you would like to know first?”

brian swears he falls in love that very moment.

“why did you wait so long?”

“to show myself?” she laughs a little. “most people are frightened by me.”

“i’m not. haven’t been the whole time.”

her smile eases, softens, grabs his heart. “no,” she says slowly. “you haven’t been.”

“am i crazy for—” he shakes his head again. god, he’s mad, but...

“if you’re mad, then i am too.”

he lifts his eyes from the rumbled bedclothes. her stare is a perfect mirror of his own: entranced, caught between reality and something more, desperate, and yearning.

on impulse, he extends his hand. the glow of her arm wavers as she places her palm in his. he cannot feel her as he might another; only a gentle pressure against his skin assures him that, yes, she is there. yet it is the sweetest touch he has ever felt.

and if they are mad for loving one another, he thinks, then at least they are mad together.

#brian may x reader #brian may blurb #j blurbs

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nialltlynch · 3 years

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fic writer interview

I am late doing this (as is usually the case these days) but here it is! @hklnvgl and @semicolonsandsimiles thank you for tagging me (:

name: kk

fandoms: birdverse (but behind the scenes I dabble in other places)

two-shot: I don't think I've ever done one of these? oh, apparently I have. my "let's revive noah" thing. that sure is a two-shot!!

most popular multi-chapter: I only have the two both of them are unfinished dont look at me so I'll say once upon a dream. WHICH I do have the next chapter written out ... in my head (^: im very sorry I got side tracked. poke me about it in a couple days and maybe I'll have something asdkajsd

actual worst part of writing: the dark night of the soul moment when you're looking at everything you've written and you're wondering why you're even bothering and why you put so much effort into something that does not spark joy and the words just aren't coming together. I think for me what really makes this miserable isn't so much that the writing in and of itself is bad but the idea that because I cannot write, that means I also cannot communicate, and since writing is such a succinct way for me to transmit my thoughts and feelings it adds this level of hopelessness to it because when I get to this point I think that maybe I'll never be able to connect to people about anything and there's no way for me to ever bridge that seemingly endless gap between me and everyone else. (usually i eat some bread and go for a walk and things are okay after)

how you choose your titles: mostly song lyrics, and from there mostly songs by the mountain goats. my backlog of possible lines to be used for fic titles is at least 50% mountain goats lyrics...

do you outline: for longer fics yes. it usually is just a word vomit here's everything that happens in semi-chronological order and it's all one big wall of text that I slowly dissect into sections and then from there I make a skeleton. but long before ie ever actually get the words down, I solidify the concept/beats in my head over the course of many drives and showers and long work days. I also have a special folder for scenes that have Very Specific Vibes But Unfortunately No Context that I like to use for daydreaming.

ideas I probably won't get around to but wouldn't it be nice: there are so many, I assure you. a lot of them come from my randomized prompts which slams out some bangers tbh. not all of them will get written obviously. though I think I have a very manageable backlog as long as I don't get anymore ideas and it's been a very dry season for me the past couple weeks so maybe I can focus my energy on finishing what I have.

callouts @ me: framing is not a valid substitute for lack of substance. get good <3

best writing traits: idk bro you tell me ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

spicy tangential opinion: people interpreting the text/characters in a way that's different from you is not a personal attack on you nor does it undermine canon. the characters and story and world will remain the same no matter how someone chooses to interact with it. in these cases, block and move on. what is an issue, however, is purposely misunderstanding actual real life identities and maligning actual real life people in favor of your boring milquetoast faves.

thanks 💟

#tagged stuff #trying to catch up on some stuff!!#i feel so off my game alsksjd

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Hi 🙋‍♀️ my friend thinks that Dabi is going to be put down(killed) and Endeavor will be the one who’s going to do it as an act of atone. I told her that it was a horrific take because that would be a horrible way to atone and two your essentially saying that Endeavor should re-kill the son he failed and basically killed by his actions of neglect/abuse as a parent which would not be a good path to take! I also stated that three villains are being set up to be saved. She still doesn’t believe me, and asked if I could get a better perspective. So I’m here begging 🙏🏻 🥺 for your input please? Your definitely a lot more perspective and have a better eye than I!

Hey! So I’m going to answer everything, but first ask your friend to provide evidence of this, and to also explain how any of that would be even remotely acceptable to portray in a story that is aimed toward a very large, young, impressionable audience, in which a portion has undoubtedly experienced abuse in their own lives. How would those people feel reading that? What kind of message does that send? Horikoshi isn’t like a writing genius or anything, but he is not THAT incompetent. I mean...do give him credit where it’s due. He’s been building up their redemptions for a long time and he’s already established that as the next narrative challenge for Shouto, Ochaco, and Midoriya. I’m not going to say anything about your friend’s way of thinking because I can’t tell by the way your ask is worded if she believes that’s how it SHOULD go (which is....not good) or if she just has no faith in the writing (which is understandable but I’m gonna try to relieve some of those anxieties). In order to remain polite and civil I’m gonna go with the ladder and assume she just has no faith in Horikoshi, which is understandable, but not necessary! I hope you’re comfortable because this is probably going to be longer than I am anticipating, but oh well.

Anyway, I’ll start with establishing what is deemed acceptable in the world of BNHA as far as killing goes.

*clears throat* It’s not fucking acceptable. Never was, never will be.

Look, please pinpoint to me where a pro-hero in the story has killed a villain and it was viewed as acceptable. And before you point at Hawks, I’m going to direct you here, here, and here. And there are so so SO many more posts I could find and link you to that explain my point further on that matter, but I won’t do that unless it’s asked of me. Regardless, Hawks murdering Twice was not acceptable, it was not portrayed as such, it was not viewed as such by the characters within the story. Therefore, it was not acceptable. And I’m fairly certain Hawks has a really rough road ahead of him because of his terrible choice, so prepare yourself for that. But where was I? Oh yeah, establishing whether or not it’s acceptable to kill:

I mean there are more, but I don’t have all the time in the world. Tell her to read the story from the beginning and pay attention to what the story is telling its readers ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Now, we’ve established that heroes in BNHA do NOT kill. That is not what being a hero means in THIS story. Now, what else is something important in BNHA that has repeatedly gotten focus?

Family.

To me personally, the most important callout to the importance of protecting your family is here:

He’s calling out all heroes, but he’s saying this in front of Endeavor. Important. Note that. There’s an entire subplot dedicated to the importance of portraying that putting your family first is the utmost responsibility of a parent. Outside of that subplot, we are shown the very dire consequences of what happens when parents abandon and reject their children.

Exhibit A: Toga

Exhibit B: Toya, or Dabi

Exhibit C: Tenko, or Tomura

These adults are the result of parents who failed their families.

Look, regardless of what people want to say the story is about: whether it’s about heroes vs. villains (it’s not), or about Midoriya graduating UA and becoming the number 1 hero (it’s not), or about Midoriya mastering his quirk (it’s not), there is no denying that BNHA is about heroes SAVING others and parents protecting their FAMILY.

Horikoshi made it a point to establish a clear difference between the adults and the children in BNHA. He also made a point to show ALL THREE VILLAINS’ origin stories and showed us that all it took was ONE BAD DAY when they were CHILDREN. There is literally a chapter titled “All it takes is one bad day” specifically to drill this into your head. Toga’s life went downhill after attacking that boy in middle school from suppressing her biological nature for so long. Toya’s life went downhill when his flames nearly killed him. Tenko’s life went downhill when his quirk activated and killed his whole family. All it took was one bad day in these children’s lives to completely ruin their futures and take any and every chance away from them at a normal life.

So with the strong focus on heroes saving people and parents failing their children, why why WHY would it ever be acceptable for Enji to KILL his SON? That not only repeats the first mistake made (Toya’s death), but also negates ALL of the narrative focuses of the entire story. I just...that’s a very very deep disconnect that I can’t force closed unless your friend chooses to look deeper than surface level reading. And it’s not just BNHA that has narrative themes and focuses throughout the story. That’s ANY story you read. Well, any good story at least. I’m not a writer by any means but even I know the basic rules of story telling:

Leave a message for your readers. Give your story a goal.

Otherwise it’s just words and pictures on paper that don’t mean anything.

So I gave you the basics of what BNHA is about, now I’ll give the specific moments that directly tell you that Toya, Toga, and Tomura are going to be saved and redeemed.

Toya:

Toga:

Tomura:

Now....does your friend really think these panels up here just mean nothing? Because that’s not how manga works. The panels have meaning, especially the ones given the most attention to drawing detail, the ones given the most space on a page. All of these were given their own big moments in their respective chapters. Toga is going to be saved by Ochaco, Toya is going to be saved by his baby brother, and Shigaraki is going to be saved by our main character Midoriya. It’s clear as day right there.

Now I want to take it back to the Todoroki family for just a bit once more. Their entire subplot revolves around reunification. That has been the established endgame since Shouto’s origin chapters. And honestly? You don’t even have to be smart to figure this out. Like when you see Rei in the hospital, you already assume that she’s going to get out and come home at some point within the story, making the family whole again. THEN you learn about Toya and you learn that he’s ALIVE after ten years of being presumed dead. You really think HE isn’t going to be brought home just like his mother was??? Fam, that is the established goal of the Todoroki Family Subplot. There is no denying this, it is there in the text, and it is not even a little bit subtle. Horikoshi is not subtle. At all. With anything. Ever.

However, no matter how much textual evidence we are given, there are still people living in denial because it’s either A. Not the direction they want, or B. They really just aren’t grasping the writing. Either way, the redemption set ups are there, whether they like it or not. At this point I’m convinced that the only way to shut villain-haters down is to wait til the last chapter has come out and the villains are fine, Toya is reunited with his family, Toga is alive and well and finds community with the other kids (at least that’s what I predict), and Shigaraki is alive and well and surrounded by people who care about him, a family if you will. Other than just waiting for that moment, idk what else it’s gonna take for the bad takes to stop.

Now here’s my reality check disclaimer:

Horikoshi could screw us all and just kill the villains off. But that would be bad writing and also ruin the ENTIRE STORY. And believe me I will bitch and bitch until I am six feet under and I will continue to bitch about it in whatever afterlife awaits me. But seriously..he won’t do that. Not to mention I have a million other reasons somewhat unrelated to the writing but more so to Horikoshi himself as to why I believe with all of my being that the three villains are going to get a happy ending, but that’s a different discussion for a different time. This post is already long as shit.

I hope your friend will look a little deeper at the story so she can enjoy it for what it is. The story has flaws, the Todoroki subplot is definitely a MESS right now because of the focus on Endeavor 🤢, but I believe it will clean itself up and be great in the end. The redemption arcs of the villains are the most interesting thing about BNHA and I know I speak for a lot of others and not just myself when I say this but, the villains are the only reason a LOT of people are still even invested in the story to begin with. If it weren’t for them? We’d all be ghost. So, do with that what you will. I hope this helps ease your anxieties a little bit and helps your friend understand what to pay attention to in the writing.

#LONG ASS POST #SORRY #bnha #bnha meta #bnha asks #boku no hero academia #todoroki touya #todoroki shouto #todoroki enji #todoroki rei #todofam #shigaraki tomura #shigaraki redemption #shimura tenko #toga himiko #league of villains #bnha league of villains #bnha lov #anonymous

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neo-shitty · 3 years

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toffee!

hehe glad i could make you laugh, oooh that sounds awesome! yeah id love to be tagged it sounds great :)

YES the differences are so fucking weird. like, they do know they're the same age right? i feel like its just an exagguration of how much the persons role in the group matters, like we see chan being held up as such a mature, old leader while jungkook who is literally the same age, is still babied etc. like enha hyung line is basically the same age (if a bit younger) as chenle and jisung but somehow the rules are different?? as you point out, still legal but still bizarre. hehe yeah, i mean where else are we going to rant? quora lol. mmm, hopefully more people can just write less smut abt people who are barely adults

ah, no prob it didnt take long. yeah i think thats right (i keep forgetting you know my url lol) mmhmm :( i think if that happened irl there would be some major trauma going on. knock wood it never happens to you or me lol (/hj)

hehe same! oooh glad Redemption For Cheese was realised! yess we cant rllycomplain that theyve written/produced too much good music lol. yeah, ive dragged him into being a stay so *dusts hands off* mission accomplished. mmm yeah, they tend to have a certain vibe but tbh it couldve worked if they were any other group but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ahh ur one step ahead of me on the stages of listening to ssick i think, still not convinced but thats okay! hehe, it had to be said. yesss the itch in the back of my brain is very satisfied by sorry i love you, felixs vocals deserve to be appreciated! (side note i feel like hes trying to sing more like his speaking voice, sorta husky, but tbh i wouldnt be mad if he sang like in glow, his sweet honey vocals made my life lol. but i think ive heard him say he doesnt like singing like that cos it makes his normal voice less husky, so what can you do)

> YES SOMEONE SAID IT. seungmin rap KING, he sped thru that rap like it was nothing, he deserves more rap lines. i do like how they gave minho some melodic rap lines this comeback, my guy deserved to show off those skills that made him not be eliminated (flashbacks to stay collectively wanting to murder jyp) and we already know changbin can sing, my man murdered masked singer. hyunjin can obviously sing as can jisung and felix, and i want to hear chan rap more! i feel like he started as part of 3racha (as a rap unit not producing) and then just became a vocalist (which im fine with, but it could be nice to hear him flex his rapping skills) and was partially replaced by hyunjin. anywayyy

back to album talk. lmaooo sad music to twerk to PERFECTLY describes silent cry. yes secret secret is and will always be, a masterpiece. hehe glad i could make you laugh :) i just felt like they have similar vibes. putting off skz stuff bc of not having time to cry IS the kpop stan life summarised. oh my beloved track, red lights. ahh thats okay, we can have different opinions, but by god the lyrics are *chefs kiss*. *banging on table* TWISTED AU TWISTED AU TWISTED AU. yess id love to see ur take on it! sdfghjkl it would have been glorious

no no! not stupid, just able to predict my brainwaves. ooooh thats so cool! makes me want to go there (wherever there is lol) yeah the waves are pretty good here, but none of my familys a surfer, so we dont rlly enjoy the full potential lol. YES moving on to gone away, it is indeed a heartwrenching track, but the vocals and the bloody key change? makes me want to brave being sad just to listen to it. mmm yeah, good point :( i feel like ive just gotten used to overthinking so much so that it doesnt matter what mood im in, ill do it anyway, so might as well just do what i feel like doing anyway.

yeah i think ur right! it is quite comforting knowing that all the tracks will get the love they deserve. i feel like also people assume kpop is just one genre which is utter bs. there are so many different vibes and feels and songs, i couldnt get into kpop (of which i thought only the bright cheerful present day bts stuff existed smh) until i heard gods menu so... idk where i was going with this but yeah. :)

YES FUCK YG, theyre literally on the brink of being kicked out of the big three and they are holding their salvation hostage without letting them do ANYTHING. idek what thought process goes thru their minds but arghhh its so infuriating. yess lisa's cb will be awesome but ot4 is the gold standard here.

hehe, glad u could get to this point. no no! u dont sound like a cult member at all lol yeah, i loooove some of their songs but the whole 23 members thing is getting to me. thats prob a common problem with nctzens but what can i say? im a simple girl with a limit to how many korean boys i can give my money to. atm im just trying to get into ateez and finish memorising enhypen's faces. also kard is kinda sucking me into their fandom atm, as well as eric name lol. ah what can you do? ooh thats good!

hehe i love it too! its exactly like online penpals, that was rlly well put. aww ty! hmm im okay, recovering from a bad case of rsv so thats fun. im doing okay mentally, starting therapy soon (after having to convince my mother that its not just smth i can brush off). physically i wont go into, basically i should be doing stretches to help but they dont completely fix it so my lazy ass doesnt do them, plus i got told recently im going to be stuck with this condition for the rest of my life so thats fun! ah, before you type smth dw abt me ill be fine. the weather atm is cloudy but warm, its been raining on and off today which is good for the garden. uhh i just finished reading sunburnt veils and im in the middle of prom theory which is rlly good. ummm ive got a concert tonight? that i may or may not be able to sing in (bc of the whole rsv thingo) and uhhhh idk. my dog is cute? im drinking tea rn? ive got a school dance coming up?

wbu? hows ur day going, how are you? whats the weather like on ur end? done anything interesting lately? found smth that makes you rlly happy? just any random thing youve been dying to tell someone?

no no! dont apologise, i love these exchanges. i think im happy to continue them for a long time :) on the other hand, if you get tired of them, feel free to just not answer at any time. goodness gracious this was a long ask haha hope it isnt too annoying

<3 w.a. 🐺

sorry it took me a bit to reply, i was fixing my theme ;n;

yeah, i figured it was because of the roles too. my friends and i still get taken aback when 3rd gen idols are the same age as 4th gen ones. in my head it doesn't add up sometimes. PLS THE RANT AT QUORA SKJDK tbh tho it's just going to be normalized as the years pass? esp that the boys are growing older and the amount of explicit fics will just increase. i might have to start blocking tags.

i had to look up the previous ask to remember what we were talking about xd i hope the events in champagne problems never happens to anyone. realistically, it probably happens a lot. damn i really won't wish that pain on anyone. dragging your brother into being a stay i whEEZED JFKSA additional noeasy music enthusiast o.o and ALL I CAN SAY WITH YOU GUSHING ABT FELIX IS AHA WHIPPEEEED OML can't blame you tho, i also want to hear felix sing more in other shades (if that makes sense HAHA) i really hope they'll do the role exchange in the next comeback :( or like in the near future bc i know they can do it :( the day i hear seungmin rapping it i will respectfully pass away. minho was given more lines this comeback thank fUCK i could rmb my irl being vocal abt her frustration. i don't get why minho barely has center time/lines in title tracks??? like the line distribution in the past eras just made me ???? if seventeen can balance lines with 13 members why cant a group of 8 do the same? moving on. i haven't watched the stray kids show simply bc i don't want to cry HAJS but i've seen clips. imagine if skz debuted without minho and felix?!?!? i rmb another irl catching bias feels towards changbin bc of the masked singer only to find out that the man's a rapper. i love how skz's vocals were highlighted this comeback :c there were a lot of mellow tracks! i find it cute when chan sings/raps bc it gets kinda obvious that he's a foreigner? the accent (im not even sure if it's the accent) it just shows. "putting off skz stuff bc of not having time to cry IS the kpop stan life summarised." CORRECT.

abt the twisted au o.O i'll inquire my irl if she wants to write it or not. if she doesn't want to, i'll do it. i miss writing twisted aus <3___<3 and i also miss going to the beach with my friends :' ) but it's starting to get cold here and i don't think i'll be able to enjoy the beach as much as i would if i went beaching in the summer. so maybe next summer? gone away really has an sm-ballad vibe. the thing about skz being a self-producing group, their songs don't sound like typical jype songs? and i just appreciate that bc in all honesty im not a fan of jyp groups at all. PLS the overthinking. i wish i could mute overthinking.

anyone who assumes kpop is just one genre obv hasn't listened to a single track. if kpop was just one genre why do i like some tracks more than the others??? oh you've only recently become a kpop stan? tbh im not a fan of the bright songs of bts either. i liked their older ones *chefs kiss* really matched high school vibes. yg has good artists and they're just wasting the talent ~.~ that strategy they have will get tiring eventually. people will stop waiting on blackpink and move on to newer more active groups ://

HAHAHAH yeah the 23 members is pretty overwhelming! it was the reason i didn't bother stanning before quarantine started. i don't regret stanning tho, met my ult bias in that group <3___<3 i don't really purchase albums unless i like the tracks xd ohhh getting into ateez just in time for the comeback! let me know what you think about them! i was fond of them at some point but grew out of it. good luck with memorizing enhypen! it took me a while to distinguish to people there XD i haven't checked out kard yet but chan plays their songs during lives and they're sexc hype music me likey *u*

i had to look up rsv im sorry. i'm glad you're recovering! please rest more and don't stress yourself out. bro i wish i could go to therapy too bc i have weird issues i can't justify and i need a professional to tell me what's the reason behind it. stuck with what condition btw? what happened? i'm sorry in case i just forgot. yesterday was a bit rainy for me too :(( it's not the type of rainy that makes me anxious so B) oh concert! good luck and i hope you'll be able to sing but i also don't think it's best for you rn :c what's your dog's breed? and yes i just finished drinking tea too. AAAAA i miss school dances :(( the last one i was supposed to have was cancelled bc of covid.

i was less productive today and i'm teetering between being mentally stable and becoming a hermit again. i'm anxious with a lot of things atm so like : D not the best state. today it was a bit sunny but not hot hot which was nice. i changed my theme today bc i couldn't wait for sept. 1st. and no i haven't found anything that makes me happy HAHAHA shit like that's hard to identify. don't have anything to say too, i'm just thinking about why i'm procrastinating too much atm T_T and i'm listening to this rap song atm and one of the rappers sounded like han.

it isn't annoying! i enjoy the long exchanges but i do admit it takes me awhile to type down a reply. so if i get more busy, it'll prolly take a bit longer for me to reply.

#toff.asks #wild anon 🐺

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