#look how afraid I am of anyone beefing with me

[pixies-and-poets]

Wow, I haven't really followed the paper mario fandom, although I loved the games. But that sounds really bad. If it's not too personal, what sort of things happened? (if it is i totally understand if you'd rather not talk about it)

Wheeew! Let me tell you a sad story. At least what I experienced from my perspective.

So, I first got into the Paper Mario fandom not long before Super Paper Mario's release. This was back on deviantArt, mostly. I adored the first two games, and when I heard about SPM, I was skeptical at first. It was more like a platformer? Why was the art style so strange? ...But when it came out, it ended up being my favorite! I knew that as soon as I finished it.

Of course, not everyone felt that way, and there were already people who didn't like SPM because of how different it was, or the story didn't resonate with them. But to be honest, I didn't interact with those people very much. I was mostly friends with other SPM fans, and at the time, if they liked that game they probably had played and liked the first two as well, or at least one. It was a happy time as far as I was concerned. Most people, even if they didn't like SPM, seemed to think it was just going to be some kind of weird spinoff and they'd get back to the traditional gameplay soon enough.

....And then years later, Sticker Star came out and its complete blankness of story and personality hit us all like a speeding truck. This is when things fell apart pretty quickly. Pretty much EVERYONE in the existing PM fandom hated it, for good reason in my opinion. This is also where I became more sharply aware that certain people had a resentment towards SPM, since it was either seen as the "beginning of the end" as far as the gameplay starting to go off the rails, OR people outright blamed the story for being too out-there and emotionally charged which caused Nintendo to put the brakes on all that and go in the complete opposite direction (which was backed up by dev comments that came out around the time).

So from here on out I started to feel more and more like a weirdo for maintaining that SPM was my favorite, and a game that means a great deal to me personally. But after Sticker Star, the PM fandom just became an irreparably damaged and bitter place. Initially, the blame was put on Miyamoto because the understanding at first was that he had mandated the PM series 1) put less emphasis on story and 2) no longer be a typical RPG, really, since the Mario & Luigi series also existed to fill that niche. There were a lot of ageist comments made about Miyamoto in particular. Over time, as more info came out, the blame largely shifted to Kensuke Tanabe.

Things only got worse when Color Splash was announced and it looked like more of the same. People said the worst things about the devs, especially the people in charge, and looked for any reason to hate the new game and wish for it to fail. Even though Sticker Star and the soon-to-be-released Color Splash didn't have many defenders of their own, a lot of the larger Mario/Nintendo fanbase began to grow tired of old-school Paper Mario fans, as they... we... started to develop a bad reputation. And with good reason! Looking back, the complaints were understandable but the behavior was often unacceptable. And you know what? I got caught up in it too. I'm not gonna pretend I was above it all. Those were easily my worst days as a fan of anything. I didn't go out of my way to be vocal or mean about it in Nintendo's replies or anything, but whenever I did bring it up personally or on my own stream or discord or whatever, I was bitter. In the past few years I've sometimes come across old comments I made that I'd cringe at now. You might think of me as someone who is largely positive and tries to focus on spreading joy and dwelling on what I love, not what I hate. But the PM fandom at that time was bad for me. Between the Sticker Star and Color Splash days, I was definitely not the kind of person I try to be now.

When Color Splash came out, I didn't even play it for a couple years. But in that time, I largely stepped away from keeping up with the fandom, and I mellowed out a lot, and continued to grow into the person I strive to be today. And then when I finally did play Color Splash in 2018..... I liked it!!! The writing, the scenarios, the general creativity and even the gameplay are just SO FAR above Sticker Star and I think most people didn't even give it a chance, and because so few people own a Wii U, it might be forever doomed for people to just assume it's a slightly better Sticker Star unless Nintendo ever ports it.

And by the time Origami King came out, I was soooo done talking about the series and debating it. I had just totally burnt out. But I was at least tentatively looking forward to the game itself. And whlie I don't love every choice made for Origami King, I liked the experience as much as Color Splash, if not more. It's a nonstop interesting game with utterly fantastic graphics and music, and further steps back in the right direction as far as characters and lore go.

And that brings us to today. There are people, sometimes people that I myself have known for years, who NEVER stepped away, who never stopped acutely feeling the pain of the Sticker Star days, and wage a campaign of complaining to Nintendo to this very day. Meanwhile, Origami King (and to a smaller extent CS and even SS- what I'd call the Real Paper Trilogy) has a sizeable fanbase of its own, especially among younger players. Oldschool PM fans tend to see fans of the newer games as simpletons who have no taste, and fans of the new games often write off people who miss the old style of PM as boomers who can't accept change and are forever bitter and annoying. And then SPM fans just kinda feel like our own thing sometimes, the black sheep of the family. But as someone who likes (almost) all the PM games, I've had people be rude to me just for talking about any side of the issue. One time I was talking about how much I liked Profesor Toad from Origami King only to have some stranger, unprompted, reply to me about how ALL OF TOK'S CHARACTERS WERE SHIT AND THEY ALL SUCKED AND HAD NO PERSONALITY and I'm like no??!!?!? That's not true!!! That's not true AT ALL! I didn't stream TOK when it came out, I wouldn't fucking dare, because when I did play Color Splash for the first time it was on stream and I had to deal with at least one person coming in and being like "why are you playing a terrible game?" despite my repeated warnings that I didn't want to get into a debate on the game's merits. And on the other side of things, I've seen people come up with the most specious arguments to claim that TTYD is actually a Bad Game because it has some backtracking or whatever and that PM as a series was never actually good. There's just... so so many frustrating things I've encountered in the fandom that I'd have to double the size of this answer, which is already a novella, to enumerate them all.

But yeah. I kinda want nothing to do with it anymore. I'm just going to keep appreciating Flavio in my own time.

#alter answers #bramble ramble #I'm not about to tag this with PM because I don't want to get into arguments lol #THIS IS JUST MY PERSONAL EXPERIENCE #look how afraid I am of anyone beefing with me

[brujahinaskirt]

30 kcd2 trailer reveal little things / reactions:

Loving the increased Istvan / Henry parallelism

Loving the return of the red PTSD nightmares and so pleased WH isn't watering the game down, keeping up the trauma narrative realism, etc. I expected no less but still delighted by it. I love games that allow characters (esp male characters) to feel things, genuinely, and writing that treats the emotional invitation of its own storytelling with respect.

Good lord, the symbolism returns--as it must in a proper medieval game--but I shan't look too deep yet.

SKALITZ FLASHBACKS. HENRY'S PARENTS' WEDDING PREQUEL CONTENT? W H A T. I never thought we would get to go back; I am so thrilled to learn more about that time. I would have gladly gobbled up a Martin prequel. TELL ME HER FUCKING NAME, WARHORSE, YOU BASTARDS.

where is radzig

Mystery possible new love interest option? Or did Lady Stephanie visit the face sculptor?

And Theresa... where?

Mother of god, the forests and animals look incredible. I'm going insane. Let me pet things please.

How many times can Hans eat royal shit and live in one livestream? Let's find out. One, two, three...

The crime and punishment mechanics are definitely more complex at a glance. This is a good thing but I wonder how much was cutscene flavor and how much will really have an affect on the gameplay/reputation/etc.

I'm extremely afraid for Hans's survival. Not because of his constant trailer beefing (and he really took every opportunity to wipe out) but because of that shot with him doing the big dramatic eagle wing spread on horseback. You can't just do that and not expect to be punished by the narrative, bro.

MUTT IS BACK MUTT IS BACK MUTT IS BACK

is that pebbles? MUTT IS BACK please be pebbles

Henry's new hair is awful and I will be changing it two seconds in.

In general, Henry looks way more mature/stressed. Hard to say if there was a timeskip and Henry is now actually more mature or if the increased graphics allow him to look more like his voice actor, who is older than Henry. Either way I will be content. Will not catch me changing my son's precious face!!!

CROSSBOWS, HAND CANNONS

Istvan is pure fire, holy shit, cannot wait for this performance. Erik looks like a soggy newspaper. What happened king?

radzig? hello? anyone hear from this guy? typical for him to ghost

FIVE HOURS OF CUTSCENES???? YOU KNOW YOUR TARGET AUDIENCE. IT IS ME. I LOVE TO WATCH THINGS

Theresa's gonna be in it though, right? They wouldn't do us like that right?

Really excited to see them taking a page from RDR2 and incorporating a temperament-based reply system for non-dialogue initiating NPCs. I really look forward to all the added sandbox immersion enhancements from the first game, and I hope women are incorporated in a broader work spectrum for better historical accuracy.

WAS THAT GODWIN?

Is Hans going to teach Henry how to swim for real, as in a gameplay-altering swim mechanic, or is the topless on the riverbank scene just throwing a meaty bone to the hansry shippers (i am gnawing, i am growling when you try to take it away before i choke myself with it)

I love hearing devs and actors talk intelligently about the writing and character development arcs. Obviously they thought about it deeply in KCD1, but it's nice to see devs of an "action" game treating its narrative seriously, as artwork. Regardless of how the fandom idiots interact with it.

Hans singing a facetious little ballad for Henry (presuming it makes it into the game and isn't just trailer fodder) regenerated my cells. He DID promise in KCD1 (if you lose the tourney after agreeing to be his champion) that one day people would sing ballads in Henry's honor. Probably he did not intend for them to include the word "fuck" at the time.

This is going to be the grown up bromance we deserved in kcd1. Honestly it's so validating to see the second game recentering on that relationship and deliberately using it as the primary storytelling vehicle. KCD1 was pretty imbalanced in favor of Hans content, but it would have been better served by the game storyline fully leaning into the importance of that relationship, rather than trying to juggle it as a side-arc with several other arcs (and thereby creating an imbalance). KCD2 looks like it's built around the backbone of Henry and Hans's friendship and how it has profoundly changed them both/propelled their arcs in somewhat different directions.

On that point, Henry seems to have completely adopted Rattay colors now, but it's possible that's due to him operating as Hans's page (squire?) where we left them in KCD1. WHERE IS RADZIG

Calling Henry an orphan is a LITTLE generous given he was a whole ass adult man when his parents were killed, don't you think.

Calling Henry a lover is VERY VERY GENEROUS

I'm hyped.

#kingdom come deliverance #kcd #henry of skalitz #kingdom come deliverance 2

[archoniluthradanar]

You can't be dead if you're alive

You can't be dead if you're alive

Vampires believe themselves to be dead. One mate will try to change their view.

Aro del Volturi x First Person POV

oooooooooooooooooooo

I am a human who lives in the Volturi castle. When I was found just outside the garden walls, sick and in need of help, a Volturi guard picked me up and carried me inside. His name was Felix. He was huge and strong, yet gentle as a lamb with me. I was cared for by a woman named Chelsea in a room she said was mine. It was beautifully appointed, and I spent time there, recovering. When I was almost well, a man visited me, a face I didn't know. He was not as tall as Felix, but had pale skin, shiny black hair that hung below his shoulders, and red eyes. He was dressed in an expensive-looking black suit and said his name was Aro, and that he was in charge around here.

I never questioned Felix's nor Chelsea's red eyes. I was afraid to. But they were kind to me, so what did it matter.

Aro sat on the side of the bed to my left while I sat up against the headboard.

"How are you feeling, my dear?" he asked.

"Much better, thanks to you and your family."

He smiled when I said that. Then he began to ask me about myself. Where was I from? Were my family still alive, and would anyone miss me if I never returned home. That question I found odd.

While I regaled Aro with my life history, I found myself unable to take my eyes away from his. They were mesmerizing, beautiful, and seemed to look into my very soul. When Felix brought in my supper on literally a silver tray, he looked to Aro who gave him a very slight nod and rose from the bed. He took my hand and kissed the inner wrist.

"Enjoy your meal, my dear. We will talk again." With that, he left me alone with Felix, who set up the tray and allowed me a glance at it. "Is there anything else you need?" he asked me. I looked over the tray, seeing beef tips in a rich gravy next to a mound of buttery mashed potatoes. Sauteed string beans completed the supper. There was a small green salad and what looked like a pudding parfait in a tall glass. At the upper right of the tray sat a glass of red wine.

"No, Felix, this is plenty. Please thank the chef for me."

"I will. Enjoy your meal." He started to leave when he stopped and turned around. "I think Master Aro likes you, miss." He gave me a smile and left.

I dug into the salad when I really wanted to start off with the parfait first. Everything was so delicious. I had fainted outside the castle walls, but not from hunger. Chelsea had told me a doctor had been sent for and that he said my vitals were fine. He advised them to keep an eye on me, which they were, in spades. I was barely ever left alone. But when Aro came to see me the first time, I found I wanted more visits from him. He had me completely entranced. When he smiled at me, it went to those red eyes of his and I melted inside. And then Felix tells me Aro likes me? Likes in what way.

I set the tray at the bottom of the bed, then sat back against the headboard. How long was I supposed to remain here. No one seemed in a hurry to see me gone, yet I didn't want to impose on them for long. I had to get back home in any case.

I guess the Volturi had other ideas about this.

Over the next few days, Aro would visit me often, when he was free. We would talk in my bedroom about everything under the sun, until one day, I felt well enough to venture outside. He took me to a garden where a gazebo stood. We went inside and sat on the marble benches.

"It's lovely here, and smells so good," I said, looking at all the flowers. When I glanced over at Aro, he was staring at me. I felt my cheeks go hot, but I stared back. "What's wrong?"

"I want you to stay here, with me, in Volterra."

Well, that was to the point. "Stay here? With you? In what capacity?"

Aro let out a laugh, an odd laugh. He took my hands in his, cold as they were. Red eyes, cold hands. My mind had begun questioning a few days into my stay here, but I hadn't asked them aloud to anyone. Now I had no choice.

"Aro, tell me first. What are you?"

He looked at me, as if conflicted. Then he said it.

"I'm a vampire. One who loves you.'

I heard his answer, but my mind chose to focus on 'One who loves you'.

"You...love me?"

"Yes, I do, and I want you to remain here in Volterra, forever, as my mate."

Forever. Now I understood. He was a vampire who wanted a vampire mate. Meaning I would have to allow him to turn me into one. I wanted to say no never, I need time to think about it, maybe. Instead, I said yes. He stood and picked me up in his arms, easily swinging me around. When he leaned in to kiss me, I accepted it with pleasure and more.

From then on, I was treated like anyone else in the coven, a word I found out they used to describe themselves as a group. Aro moved me to his chambers, and would eventually change me, so he said.

One afternoon, I was alone and bored. Marcus was in the garden, gardening alone as he preferred. Caius was upstairs with Athenodora. The guards were goofing off in the training room. I went in search of Aro and found him in his office, working on some papers. He looked up at me and smiled.

"My dear, what are you doing here?" He swept a hand toward the sofa, so I went to it and sat down.

"Everyone is busy, Aro, and I have to admit, I'm bored. When will you be done, my love?" I crossed my legs to try and get his attention. He favoured my legs, he'd told me once. He glanced over at me, smiled and went back to work. "Five minutes, my dear, and I will be all yours."

I had wanted to watch a TV show I used to watch in the states. The Walking Dead. The longer I remained here with these so-not-like-Dracula vampires, the more I found out about them. I was shocked to find out they believed themselves dead. Dead and soulless. I was going to get Aro to watch an episode with me to show him the difference between dead people who still "live", and their kind.

Finally, true to his word, Aro slipped everything into the top drawer of his desk and stood, taking my hand and leading me from the office. "Now, my dear, what have you in mind for us this afternoon?"

"I have a show I'd like to watch with you. If that's alright. I've seen it in America, but I'd like to share it with you." Aro wasn't one for watching TV, but he would acquiesce for me on occasion.

Once we were in our bedroom, I turned on the channel I knew The Walking Dead was being shown. It would be in Italian, but I knew the general plot line and had learned some Italian too.

We lay back on the bed, comfortable with each other. Once the show started, Aro tried to distract me by pulling my shirt sleeve down and kissing my shoulder. Then he headed for my neck, his favourite place to nuzzle me since it was my favourite place to be nuzzled. I was not ready to give in yet.

"Aro, now watch this scene. These dead people are called Walkers. See how they pretty much stumble around like they don't know what they're doing. It's just instinct. You, however, are so graceful. It's like you float on air when you walk." My mate didn't stop caressing me as I tried to explain further. "Aro, I have never seen one scene in this show where a zombie was able to do what you're doing now. They can't feel love. They can't feel desire. Hell, they can't even get it up, while you have no problem with that."

Aro laughed. "I suppose you are right, my love. But our hearts do not beat. Justify that if you will."

I had no idea what to say to that. But did a beating heart mean someone was alive. Machines could keep medical patients alive, but once removed from the machine, the body would die. So was it correct to say a body with a heart that beat only when hooked up to a machine was still alive? Aro was now the one who had nothing to say.

"What if this venom you talked about was more like a virus that infects the human body when bitten, transforming it into something different, something superior to humans. A new lifeform."

He seemed to consider my words, before going back to nuzzling my neck. I could hear him inhaling my scent, something we both enjoyed. Aro had a scent that was spicy and herbal and all too delicious to my nose. I could assume the Walkers from the show did not smell nice at all, while Aro, Marcus, Caius and the guards each had their own unique physical scent that was both pleasant and an attractant. "Aro, Walkers stink like rotting flesh. None of you do. You all smell so..." He was making it difficult for me to think straight. "The dead can't learn, and you all are very into...oh god, Aro...um...continual education." I was about to stop talking and let him take me.

"Yes, my dear," he said knowingly, his hands now touching me in the way that blinds me to anything around us. All I wanted was his hands on me, and his cock inside me. That cock that had no problem making itself known.

"Walkers are truly dead. You are not," I managed to say, before he silenced me with his cold but loving lips. I think he finally was able to agree with me. My mate was beautiful and intelligent, loved art and the sciences, and was capable of turning me into a mass of pleasured nerves.

"Dear one, I am convinced. I can't wait for you to see how right you are. Please, name the day."

I pushed Aro onto his back and straddled him. Now it was my turn to distract him. I grabbed the remote and turned off the TV, ready to prove to my mate just how similar to his old human life he still was. I said, "Our next discussion, you're not a soulless monster.", then kissed him until he wrapped me in his arms and shut me up for good.

#the volturi #volturi fanfiction #aro volturi #the walking dead #Vampires are not soulless monsters

[the-geek-librarian]

12, 15 and 25 for Vanica, Dante and Zenon :D

HELLL YEAHHHHH THE BITCHES LETS GOOO. HI CY :DDD

12. What's a Headcanon you have for this character?

Dante: He can't cook for SHIT. like as much as I love him (which is more then I will ever openly admit) bro can't make a sandwich or boil and egg so Vanica runs him out the kitchen with a wooden spoon. Also he can't drink. Homie is a lightweight and he hates that so much

Zenon: He really likes dancing! Though no one (except Allen) knows about it. Not even Vani and Dante. Plus he has a REALLY big sweet tooth, if their is a box of sweets in his field of vision he will leave nothing for the rest the siblings (this annoys Dante beyond belief )

Vanica: She is (somehow) a really great cook! She kicked Lucius out of cooking duty a month after she learned the basics. Dante has made the "Haha, your a woman and you cook" joke only once in his whole life because Vanica put rat poison in his food and uhhh it wasn't a nice experience. And she can sing too! Most of the time she acts like she can't just to annoy ppl

15. What's your favorite ship with this character? ( Doesn't matter if it's canon or not)

Dante: OHHHHHH BOYYYY UHHH. Sweet rat man, I love you (regrettably) but your ass is so fucking bitchless. The closest thing he has to a relationship is the fact that he is fuckbuddys with Lucifero, I won't count Yami x Dante as a ship bc it's literally just rat man being a weird ass mother fucker and getting his ass beat which is funny as shit. However I will say he is pansexual and he will get into a relationship with literally anything and anyone.

Zenon: There is only one correct answer. Allen x Zenon for LIFE. Because come on BC fandom that man is not attached to Wemon in any way, only thing he feels for them is fear bc of Vanica and his Mom. But moving on they are soulmate-coded and I will die on that, Golden retriever bf and Black cat bf

Vanica: Listen, all of Vanica ships are fucking soulmate coded ok??? (I'm dilulu shut UP) and I love them with my heart (except Vanica x Acier, not soulmate-coded but annoying cat x Tired mother of 4). I have three I would die for bc I am insane. 1) Vanica x Megicula and Vanica x Lolopechka really they give off SUCH old married couple energy I wanna DIE. 2) Vanica x Lolo x Gajah, it's the "We can fix her" mentality AND THEY SECSIDED THE MOTHER FUCKERS. They are very funny and funky but not everyone's cup of tea but it's ok.

25. What was your first impression of this character? How about now?

Dante: My first impression was "OHHHH, he looks cool! (I also like the beard shot me) wonder what he can do" and now it's "Cring ass motherfucker pls stop being weird for the love of god (affectionately, I'm afraid), can you not have beef with an 18 year old?". Can you tell that I like him but wanna throw him of a clif?

Zenon: First impression "Emo boy, with a sad backstory incoming" I didn't care about bonehead at the start, I thought he had BANING magic but beyond that meh. And now "UHHH BABY BOY LIL WET CAT MAN BONE ASS IDIOT. can someone get this mans husband pls?" now I put him in my pocket and take him as far for house Zogratis as I can

Vanica: First impression "WEEEEEEE WEMON, IF HOT WHY EVIL???" I was uhh it was love at first sight honestly, same with Lolopechka so now I call them BOTH baby girls. Now "Oh baby- I would feel bad for what I put you through BUT I DONT SUFFER, then I wack her with the angst stick in almost all my Aus" really can you get more baby girl then Vanica? ( yes you can but SHUT up) she is both insane and has her mental health hanging on a thread, she really needs some tits to lean on and a tea to drink.

Thank you for the asks Cr!!

Asks for this are always open for any fandom I'm in!!

#black clover #v answers #vanica zogratis #dante zogratis #zenon zogratis #The Zogratis siblings #Really #they all need therapy

[sleepysaltuna]

have I ever mentioned that the side characters were also my comfort characters? because they are and I currently am fixated on them hehehehe

so here’s a lil redesign of the side characters!! check under the cut for some comparisons and headcanons I have for them!

Sierra Watson ❤️

- girlie is AWFUL when it comes to crushes and romance. she cannot for the life of her figure out her feelings nor can she tell when someone likes her. she’s also a terrible wingman so please don’t ask for her help because she WILL end up just blurting out “oh [name] has a crush on you!!” to your crush

- she likes dressing to the nines for no reason. clearly.

- gossip is her middle name. she loves talking trash about the other cheerleaders but the feeling is mutual because they usually trash talk her behind her back

- wears a facade 24/7 because she’s scared of not being accepted for who she is. Vince and Tomoko get to see the real her more often than her other friends and family do though

- her hidden talent is writing! put a book or computer in front of her and suddenly she becomes a modern day Shakespeare. if you somehow do find her wattpad account you’d better be prepared to sign an nda because she does not want ANYONE to find her cringe. not even her best friends know it exists and she plans to keep it that way.

Tomoko Tanaka 💙

(credit to @/lizwuzthere on AO3 for her first name!!)

- she has all of the tea. somehow knows almost everyone’s secrets and is able to tell you who has beef with who, who likes who, etc. she runs an anonymous blog where she talks about all of the drama going on between her classmates. only Raf knows she’s the one running it, but the two came to an agreement that he won’t tell anyone so long as she never talks about his friends or family

- a kogal! her natural hair color is black, but she bleached and dyed it to the color she has now due to wanting a less gloomy color for her hair. she has a collection of clip in extensions which are dyed in various colors to match her the main color of her outfits. this is the same case with her eyes! they are brown, but she has a collection of colorful contact lenses that match the color of her extensions and her clothes. right now, she’s really into blue

- she used to be a cheerleader but quit because she couldn’t stand some of the other girls. she does continue to attend the practices just so she can watch and support Sierra

- she’s half Japanese and half American, but because she lives with her father instead of her mother, she uses her Japanese name more. her full name is Tomoko Allison Lee Tanaka. in all honesty, she likes being called Tomoko more than Allison and will no longer respond if someone does call her Allison.

- this girl is immune to the desert heat. or is she? no one really knows but with the way she dresses, it’s amazing how she isn’t melting like a popsicle left too in the sun. however, she’s never seen without a cold drink in hand

Vince Lancaster 🧡

(credit to @/williamtrasheater for inspiring me to make him a lil more punk-ish fashion-wise!!)

- the bodyguard of the group. will punch you if you so much as look at his friends wrong. he towers over most of his classmates and even some of the teachers too and he’s not afraid to use his height to his advantage. he’s also strong but he holds back in a fight because he genuinely does not want to fatally hurt anyone.

- speaking of which, he’s a big softy under the asshole facade he hides himself behind. unfortunately his current situation does not allow for him to show off that softer side often - his “friends” have created a monster out of him and expect him to fit that mold or else. right now, Sierra and Tomoko are the only people who get to see softy Vince

- he knows cars. very well. he fixes his own car whenever it breaks down. currently, he’s a receptionist at the local auto repair shop but he spends more time helping the mechanics than answering phones

- he smokes. it’s a nasty habit he was (pressured) to pick up by his “friends”. he has enough self control not to smoke around Sierra and Tomoko and he also refuses to smoke in his car because they frequent it often

- he used to be Jack’s closest friend way back when they were kids but unfortunately, due to peer pressure, he made a mistake that costed him his friendship with Jack. it’s a mistake he deeply regrets now but again, due to his situation with his “friends”, he has no choice but to do nothing and let his guilt eat away at him. he can’t even be nice to Jack because they’re always watching.

#transformers prime #tfp #tfp vince #tfp sierra #tfp sierra's friend #tfp tomoko #tired of tagging her as just sierra’s friend so #now she gets to be tagged as tfp tomoko idc #redesign #tfp redesigns #❀saltuna arts❀ #❀saltuna rambles❀

[its-murderous-business]

Alright, I apologize to my Taylor Swift hating mutuals but I am once again going to do my new album live-blogging. Everyone gets one problematic fave and she’s mine. Let’s go.

Apparently there’s two albums? I don’t keep up with the fandom bc tbh it scares me but maybe this was a known thing and I missed it. Or I guess there’s one extra super long album?

Is fortnight about that nazi guy from the band who she dated for a hot minute? I don’t know if the fortnight thing is a metaphor?

Not sure how I’m feeling about the vibe off the bat

I have no idea who any of these people or places referenced in this song are.

Ok this one’s def about Joe Alwyn or whatever his name was

The Lover parallels are very sad

God I wish there were lyrics listed

Florence + the machine!!!!!! She’s actually in the song not just backing vocals

What happened in Florida? I know the Alwyn breakup became public while the tour was in Florida but I don’t know if this song is related to that

Ok Who’s Afraid of Little Old Me is kinda a bop ngl

Ok this song is definitely about the racist nazi guy right

Fascinating look into her mindset during/after the break up while she was also on tour. Sounds like she was Not Doing Well.

She really said L + Ratio and your dick is tiny

Literally no clue what Clara Bow is about

Olivia Rodrigo did the play on words of “get back at you/get back with you” better imo

Is there anyone Taylor Swift doesn’t have beef with?

Uh-Oh blorbo coded song!

The Manuscript is also VERY good

And that’s all for my reactions! Not my fave album and a very depressed vibe but still good!

#taylor swift #murderous babble

[six-improbable-things]

Been watching The Fall of the House of Usher, and I have uh... mixed feelings. I think it's because this is the first horror media I've ever actually watched. But um, they did manage to hit on basically all of my (not many) fears over the course of like, 2 episodes.

Spoilers for episodes 1-4 under the cut. TW for discussion of murder, animal death, and general horror themes?? Also, please no spoilers for episodes 5 and beyond!!

My pets dying

Getting mauled by a chimp (yes, I'm afraid of chimps. No, I'm not afraid of literally any other animal. It's been a thing for YEARS now.)

Not a Major Plot Thing, but also just... injections and needles.

On the other hand, I'm living for the Poe references. Like, Madeline using The Cask of Amontillado in her little "pep talk" to Roderick. The fact that there's an in-universe reason it's called Rue Morgue. (Plus the fact that the murderer was an ape remains unchanged...) The raven... I'm excited to see what becomes of Goldbug and (hopefully) The Tell-Tale Heart. (I know Goldbug is a thing, obviously, since that's mentioned from the first episode, but idk for sure about Tell-Tale Heart. I just assume that it must be because it's one of his most iconic stories.)

Also... Verna (if that's really her name) is killing me. I'm fascinated by her. It took me until the end of the 3rd episode to realize that she was also the Red Mask, and I wouldn't have figured it out if not for the fact that the characters starting piecing it together. (I'm awful with faces, I'm sorry. I think Juno(?) looks too similar to Verna's og appearance in the bar.) (As a side note, I'm also awful with names, and I usually have only just barely learned a character's name when they die, lmao.) At first I thought she had some kind of personal grudge against Roderick and Madeline, but then she told Camille that it was "nothing personal" which would be a lie, even if her beef was with Roderick. So idk. Maybe she's just some kind of "punisher of the wicked". (In which case it wouldn't be personal, it would just be paying a price / doing a job.) Since you know, she met Roderick and Madeline the night they clearly did something Not Great. (Potentially killed/framed Gris?) But also maybe Roderick and Madeline just stumbled into the wrong place at the wrong time. When they first met her, Verna said the bar was a midnight place, if only for the night. And Roderick and Madeline remarked that the bar seemed oddly uncrowded. (Not to mention that it was nonexistent when Madeline went back in present times.) So maybe they just stumbled into a trap laid for anyone, or maybe it was a trap specifically laid for them. I guess I'll find out!

I don't really like horror media, and I don't see myself watching more after this. (The only reason I decided to watch this show was because I enjoyed reading Poe's works in school, and I was intrigued to see how it would all fit together into a show set in modern times.)

But I am very intrigued to see where this all ends up. And to see how Roderick got from passed out on the sidewalk with blood pouring out of his nose to in his ruined childhood home with Something down in the basement... (I don't think it's actually Madeline, at least not normal, not dead or otherwise fucked up Madeline...)

#morrigan.text #morrigan watches #the fall of the house of usher #the fall of the house of usher netflix

[oneshortdamnfuse]

are we allowed to ask about the anon hate huffpost wrote about or no...

Oh my god, so yeah - HuffPost essentially wrote an article about anon hate I received. It was technically a rape threat I received after I had called someone out for the way they were talking to/about asexual people. In response to that anon hate / threat, I wrote up a post about sexual harassment and corrective rape as it’s been directed towards asexual people. I post this on my M/arvel blog, mind you - this was like 2012? 2013? Maybe? I am in college at the time. I go to sleep. Wake up to hundreds of new followers and a lot of messages. I have no idea what’s happening, until I find out that this whole thing was published in a series HuffPost was doing on asexual people.

They took screenshots of my blog (embarrassing). They used my real name. I’m not even “out” to most people let alone my family at this point. Like, literally did not ask for permission. Not only that, but they screwed up the order in which things were posted. I received the threat before I made the post about sexual harassment and corrective rape, but they made it seem like the threat was sent to me after I made the post which doesn’t seem like a big mistake but it just alters the context and made it look like I was asking to be sent threats after such a controversial post.

I doubt anyone I knew personally read the article, but the series they did on asexuality got so popular and at the time there were very few high profile articles about asexuality. For a good while, I was afraid of people who I didn’t want to find me, finding me. Also, really? It’s just embarrassing to bring all that traffic to a fandom blog. I understand everything I post is public, but it would have been nice to be asked if / what I wanted to share before posting it. Even if the article was sympathetic towards me, it would have been better to get the story straight. Anyway, that’s how my beef with a hateful anon went public on HuffPost.

😩

#asks #weirdest time of my life #rape mention

[rubytuesdaysofficial]

I have SO many questions I'm afraid to know the answers to what cowboy song what cowboy sushi roll what the fuck is cocomelon?

But also a cucumber sandwich is nice is just it's simple got a crunch why u hate cruch snack

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=L0fRoqoraAI

that song. it sucks.

so about the cowboy sushi roll, that's a long story. so I love sushi. however I am allergic to shellfish, gourds, and melons. you can imagine how difficult it is for me to eat sushi without dying. so I go to this local Japanese restaurant I've never been to, and most of everything has shellfish or cucumbers. VERY BAD. but I find this one roll, called a cowboy roll. I'm not allergic to it. I order it and tip the waiter. I wait 8 minutes and return to the car with my sushi while my mom attempts to inhale a Chinese egg soup that I cannot spell.

this roll looks very pretty. it has rice coating the seaweed, normal for american styled rolls (see respectable california roll) it has rare beef, mayo, and some green veggie that I forgot. it doesn't matter because you could only taste the mayo. it was delicious with soy sauce because it completely masked the mayo flavor so you only got texture. and it was a third mayo. a lot of fucking mayo. you might as well have eaten an entire jar. I hate it.

anyway I haven't met anyone who even knows what a cowboy roll is, but I'm ready to kill if that moment happens.

cocomelon is a baby video company on youtube. it's silly little songs for 2 and under. this is the video I watched. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Qoxl_azjR4Q

fuck your cucumber sandwich

#txt #ask.txt

[demon-of-the-ancient-world]

Specific things I've noticed about the zodiacs (based solely on people I've met)

I don't know a huge amount about astrology, nor am I an ~astrology person~ but it's just fun sometimes, my ADHD/OCD brain likes to Sort Things don't @ me

Aries

(Me)

Start a lot of things but don't finish a lot of them

Encouragers. Can and will convince others to forget the bullshit and Just Do It

(Depending on the person and the thing, this can end up making them Very Bad Influences)

Either takes their sweet ass time while other people are begging them to hurry up, or are being super impatient and not waiting for anyone else

Quick decision makers

Sometimes they seem like they're never satisfied

Don't overthink too much, they aren't big planners and instead like to go with the flow

Taurus

Niche interests they're very passionate about

They really are That stubborn

Get emotional when they can't get their way (or are in the wrong)

Four out of the six Tauruses I know are the youngest sibling in their family so. Idk what that says.

Really good senses of humour

Good tastes in music/musically inclined in some way (and good at it)

Generally more chilled out than you'd think unless they're mad

Gemini

Honestly I don't know many Geminis but here it goes

Good with kids (or at least being around them for short periods of time)

Determined, driven

Limitless imagination

Generally lighthearted and make a lot of jokes, but can turn serious real quick

Not afraid to swear in front of literally anyone

Cancer

Actually more like how you would think Leos are than actual Leos

Like the spotlight and good at being in the spotlight, good performers

Spontaneous

Emotional but hide the depth of their emotions (which can sometimes lead to being passive aggressive)

Good leaders but willing to take the back seat

Have beef with a lot of people but good at being polite in public and pretending they don't have beef with said people

Can sometimes be a little inconsiderate/not the most tactful

Leo

Usually loud

Can be very overdramatic

But this makes them great storytellers

Love to bring people together, the kind to host a big party and invite Everybody

Hold serious grudges - if they decide to cut you out you're done

Finishes projects way more often then Aries, they aren't always good, but they're finished

Has absolutely unhinged playlists in the best way

When something goes wrong they kind of sometimes make it everyone's problem

Will get along with pretty much anybody, tend to have pretty diverse friend groups

Virgo

A little shy, but when it comes down to their most authentic truths they know who they are and aren't afraid to show it

Very open about their interests/likes/dislikes and don't care what you think

Can be know it alls, but only about things they're really passionate about

Nerrrrds

Don't pick fights unless really provoked, tend to silently judge instead

Will discuss one subject for a Really long time

Actually really sweet most of the time, *wouldn't hurt a fly* energy

Libra

I only know one Libra?

Good friends, very loyal

Super chill, very open and accepting to most people, don't get into a lot of fights

Big into music

They don't have huge egos but they have a lot of natural confidence

Scorpio

Can be surprisingly silly when they want to be

Hard to get to know emotionally

Very firm decision makers, plan EVERYTHING out

They know exactly what they want

Occasionally a bit clueless about things outside their immediate circle of interests/friends/lifestyle

But can also be very worldly and cultured

Interested in and curious about pretty much anything

But when they don't care about something they Don't Care

Sagittarius

VERY inquisitive

Will ask you deep ass questions and when you answer they just kind of look at you with no expression and you start sweating

Don't like being challenged or contradicted

It's hard for them to be emotionally vulnerable

Will start a thousand projects and half finish all of them (like even worse than Aries at that)

But whatever they're doing, it's bound to be really interesting and unusual

Capricorn

Weird. Like, really weird and in really weird ways.

Often really quiet and then you get to know them and find out they've got some wild hidden interest that they're really good at

Don't take nonsense

Sarcasm off the charts

On the flip side, they can be very talkative and open about their interests when they get into it

Either hide the Really Deep Stuff or talk very bluntly about Really Deep Stuff without bothering to make anyone comfortable about it

Will try to connect with you in obscure ways (like just coming up to you and handing you a single earbud and then playing some Absolutely Insane song with no warning - it's happened to me) instead of just talking to you normally

Aquarius

Very concerned with the feelings of others and how other people will perceive a situation

The worst thing they can think of is hurting someone else by mistake

(Which sometimes prevents them from taking care of their own wants/needs instead of acting for other people)

Also super nerdy and unashamed of said nerdiness

Can have chronic bad luck in relationships

Not afraid of acting silly in front of people, it's very hard to actually embarrass them

Will try to befriend anybody, has no concept of cliques they just dive right in

Pisces

They really do kind of live in their own little worlds, whatever that looks like

Original and unique perspectives

They can be a little judgy

Pretty blunt at times

Sometimes take jokes too far

But they really do just like to have fun

Actually have pretty strong opinions, they just don't always voice them

#astrology #zodiacs #horoscope #idk guys this isn't what i usually post but #*shrugs* #just based on people I know/have met

[semimedieval]

some addendums

"Rim! But that's actually a fake name, a code name if you like. Cause names have power so you don't just want go and give your name away to everybody" wait i did not fuuuucking know this line that rim says in 2.0 is fucking attributable back to 1.0 and to moopy. wow.

2. THE BOYS ARE FIGHTINGGGG

WOLFLOVER21: (Hey guys hard to say this but I don't think I can keep up with this fast pace!) SCRATCHLOVER999: I can hardly keep up too. TOESOCKSQUEEN: It only takes like 5 minutes to reread things. :) RASSBERRYCALLING: Hey my caras practically the main one right now and even the pace is so fast, I ain't top dog any more.

everyone is showing themselves excellently here. my own comments, if any existed, have been lost to scratch 2.0 update selective deletion. jack wins "scariest" - his 12 year old self's "i'm going to put a smiley face at the end of something kinda mean" strats scare me to this day. rp structure precludes "main characters", the word augustine is looking for is "plot driver", but we appreciate his diplomacy in reaching out to the other team. the katia jack and augustine school of friend group beef: "when you guys are being mean to virginia it is for petty and ridiculous reasons and you should apologize right now. when i am being mean to virginia my rage is holy and righteous and it is the only reasonable thing to be doing." so it continued for like two whole years.

3. rim asking monoceros "did you burn down goatville and if so why" was deeply embarrassing to me even at the time because my ass did NOT have a good answer for him

4. monoceros says he "used a fire extranei" to set fire to goatville, a fact that never reoccurs and is worth considering as an alternate plot for adventure 3.3 but i'm on the fence

5. captain pathetic perking up when he hears vague reaffirmations that his girlfriend has not dumped him yet (she has expressed no intention of doing so)

Chuji turned her attention away from James and quietly walked across the room. "Quartz honestly.. You torture my obsidian to much." she giggled. Obsidian perked up slightly and smiled at Chuji.

Also: this follows a completely insipid argument between obsidian and quartz that (if you adjust for Bad Writing Behaviors) reveals sad and real things about Quartz being very afraid of anything bad happening, from death to mild inconvenience, to the only family she has left. And also: "tozi stared at the wall, wanting them to shut up." omg the boys are fightinggggg what will happen????

6. as a final note before i start reading this summary of contributions: checking in with the quartz and spark show.

"Are you okay?" She placed the back of her hand on Quartz's forehead. "Nope. Not a fever." "Nothing like that," she muttered. "Just a bad mood..." "What is it? You can tell me. We're best friends remember?" She grinned. "Of course. But don't tell anyone." Quartz looked down. "I acted like a bit of an idiot in the morning today, sort of overreacted." she began. "But it gets the message across.. I'm worried about Obsidian. He's the only family I have left, and I love him more than anyone on earth." "He used to be so happy, but now....It's Chuji isn't it?" "Maybe," she replied, kicking moodily at a stone. "Tozi, that is. Don't get me wrong, I'm glad he's back,but... Well, Obsidian had always reacted to Tozi in strange ways. Ever since he came." Spark looked at the ground. She loved Tozi, but knew it would never work out. He loved Chuji and that was the way things were. Quartz glanced sideways at her. "We're wallowing in self-pity, Spark," she laughed. "BACON!" Spark giggled. Love wasn't everything, she still had a great best friend.

Then they yell a bunch of other ~omgeh so random X3~ words like "biscuits" and "totoro" because sometimes they are mild to moderate self inserts of how jack and katia see themselves at age 12. and within that context, it's quite sweet. the end <3 next time on the ill advised aote reread: the infamous poppyworth scene, and then OMG! LUPUS AND KY BROKE UP LAST NIGHT

#og rp lb #rereads

[humansun]

nothing is aligned my friends

Written June 14th, 2023 at 12:50AM

Wow! Look at me! I am on this document. I never thought I’d make it, but here I am.

Yesterday, I was very sick. Bed-ridden if you will. It was pretty much awful. I haven’t gotten a positive test from the covid tests, but for some reason, I feel like it’s covid! It just feels horrible to be sick.

Yesterday, I was thinking about how perhaps the reason why I feel so down about myself is because the main way I was able to get serotonin or joy in my life was based on my productivity and accomplishments. That’s interesting, isn’t it? Maybe the way other people get serotonin and joy is because of other aspects of their life that bring this to them.

That, or we live in a society that rewards productivity and having a full-time job instead of those who try to find a different path to their success. Perhaps this society rewards the traditional definition of success. I could be very very wrong, but it’s fun exploring what the possibilities of my emotions are. Maybe I’m just victimizing myself because I feel bad about myself in this situation.

Because what I’m going through specifically is extremely difficult. And it is. 

I have half a month to finish everything I said I’d finish or else I won’t have boba for the rest of the year. That sounds awful, but at the same time, so needed. I need a taste of punishment. LOL I need some humbling, disciplining for not getting my work done. Shake. My. Head.

There’s something about Asian American content nowadays that feels catered towards middle-class, educated communities - and not saying that people outside of these communities can’t watch, but it feels catered to those folks. People who go to UC’s or have college degrees and are making money to pay for these subscriptions.

It’s interesting. I also came across that pinterest post that was highlighting the hierarchy of humor. What. It’s fascinating to observe objectively the world we live in, specifically media. It’s interesting critiquing it myself and trying to understand what about AAPI media nowadays that doesn’t necessarily sit right with me. Who in Hawaii actually lives a life anywhere similar to Doogie Kamealoha? I’m not sure anyone.

But at the same time, it’s a process. Things can’t change overnight. What do I even want to see? What can I even make that could be half as good as Beef? I’m not sure anything!

I’m learning more everyday that it’s not always about AAPI media, but it’s about what I want to engage in as a creator myself. What stories and energies am I attracted towards as a partially eccentric person myself? I’ll admit it - I didn’t realize cream cheese was literally cheese in cream form until earlier today. I also learned that I have intense cuteness aggression for my Fuzzy Fish aka my boyfriend. What is happening. Who am I. What am I doing?

Will I change unless I actually change? The answer is probably no. I will probably be doing and thinking the exact same shit when I’m 30 unless I go through something intense or super changeworthy. And I don’t have that yet?! Do I sign up for a meditation retreat? But what if it’s a cult? Ugh.

This is my brain. Hello. Yes. This is what I think and especially so when I am sick at my sister’s home, quarantining from my family in order to be a good daughter. I love the narrative of pulling myself up by the bootstraps and doing things because other white men did it with their $3-$10k to make their own movie, yada yada yada. Obviously, there is good stuff in there but at the same time, how anxious were these men? Do they walk around afraid someone’s going to kidnap and rape them? No. 

I’m screaming from the inside out. Nothing is making sense. Nothing is altogether. There is no light at the end of the tunnel. I’m just dancing in my seat. That is the moral of the story. I’m going to watch Kung Fu..KUNG FU WHAT. KUNG FU HUSTLE with my sister next week and suddenly I will be injected with all these creative juices and my life will change. That is what is going to happen. Yay. Life is solved. Everything is wonderful. I am blessed. Gratitude. Meditation. Anxiety-free brain. Whoooo!

Written 1:15PM

I keep getting distracted by random youtube or instagram or any social media content. Woo! Life sucks.

Guess what though! I was listening to a podcast about anxiety this morning and have decided to go sober on the following things:

Caffeine

Alcohol

Drugs

With the exception of celebrations like weddings or someone’s birthday.

Written June 14th, 2023 at 9:47PM

The constant feeling of impending doom when night falls is annoying. I’m getting the energy endlessly sucked out of me. At least I’m prepared though.

I have never loved anyone the way I love my Fuzzy Fish. 

He is the epitome of a wonderful human being who brings me immense feelings of delight. I wish one day to hug and squeeze him until he suffocates from my physical affection.

Today was oddly productive - especially because I’m sick. I spent most of the day figuring out what I could do to be even more productive! Look at that. When you thought it was over, it wasn’t. 

There’s still plenty more to do though, which I will prioritize since I do want boba for the rest of the year. My goal is to not get sucked into content and distractions that keep me from doing my work. That will get me no where in life. It’s truth.

Anyways, plenty of meetings tomorrow. It’ll be a fun time.

[sellieellie]

things went downhill fast.

the night before mother’s day, my mom gathered us all in the living room to tell us she was diagnosed with breast cancer earlier in the week. it’s very treatable but it’ll be painful and we never know when it could come back.

she was acting nonchalant about it but i know she’s doing it so we won’t be scared. im still scared.

she tested positive for covid the next day. i’ve been taking care of her. my sister tested positive too. all of our mother’s day plans were cancelled.

she’s recovering but it’s hitting her a lot harder than my sister. i’ve never seen her look so worn out. it worries me a lot. i wonder if she’ll be like this until she recovers from the cancer. i wonder if she’ll be like this forever.

i feel selfish for feeling so scared because im not the one who is sick. i hate seeing her like this but i know it must be infinitely worse for her, feeling awful but trying to stay strong for us. i feel guilty for how little grace i’ve been giving her before i knew.

i also feel conflicted. because i know that she’s given me plenty of issues but now i feel even guiltier than before for blaming her since she’s been sick.

im just scared. i haven’t told anyone yet. but moms having surgery soon and they’re gonna wonder where i am when im taking care of her, so i have to. i just hate to put such a damper on things.

im seeing everyone tomorrow. i think that’s when i’ll tell bella at the very least. i know that she’ll tell jason, who might tell his friends. i might leave it to bella to tell the others. idk. i don’t know how many people i can break this news to. i haven’t quite processed it yet. im afraid i might not until i say it out loud.

we’re letting go of will. he betrayed our trust in a way im not sure im ready to talk about. i think i have some other things to process first. for now i’ll just say, i feel manipulated and lied to and i hope he stays away from women for the rest of his life.

this next problem im gonna talk about seems trivial to the rest but it’s kinda nice to focus on something that doesn’t really matter. every time i say something in the big gc, spencer stops responding. im not sure why he has beef with me again. i can’t figure out what i did wrong, he is so wishy washy and it’s so frustrating and im so sick of it. after things ended with us, we talked about it, apologized to each other, and i thought we were good, but i guess not. he got a girlfriend at school so idk why he’s still focusing on our “beef” (which is completely one sided). i just don’t know to fix this. i feel like my presence is a bother to him and so i never respond in the gc and i feel anxious when i go to hang out with friends. idk.

i started my summer job again and i fucking hate it. my supervisor changed and he’s a micromanager and is working me to the bone. i also found out that my coworker who does the job i started out with (i now do more difficult things) gets paid $3 more an hour than i do. so that’s wonderful.

my dad is moving this weekend and im the only kid who won’t be too busy to help him. my sister lives an hour and a half away and the other will be working. so it’ll just be me, him, and his neighbor’s moving company. not really looking forward to it.

we’re supposed to go to our of state next weekend for a funeral. an uncle on my dads side passed unexpectedly a few weeks ago. i feel so bad for that side of my family. they seem to be in a lot of pain about it. i didn’t know him too well but i do know he was very loved.

anyways.

there’s just too much on my mind right now. i have a lot to process and think about. my heart drops every time i look my mom. seeing her weak breaks my heart. i’ll update later if i find the time.

[badluckblackjack]

Alex here. So this is going to be a bonkers thing to post but I need to throw it out there or Im not going to be able to continue my day which would be bothersome. Right now I feel like i can’t move on because i can’t make it right with anyone except the canonmates I have. And god i’m so fucking lucky to know them. Being able to make peace with Karl Wilbur charlie and george of all people… god i’m the luckiest guy on earth which is the funniest thing ever considering the url i chose for this. But i’m a greedy bastard and you all know this. I want to be able to be friends with everyone again and listen to how they feel. Tell them how I feel. So throwing it out into the void helps because maybe someone important will see it. Below the cut i’m going to continue talking and i’m going to try not to feel mortified for posting this. The soundtrack to this post is message in a bottle by the police.

Basically as a blanket statement im sorry. And not in the shitty half assed way i did it in source. Believe me i have personalized apologies for all of you people. I think about you all the time and i know what ive done wrong... I still struggle with taking accountability and blaming other people, i wont lie, but god im trying so hard. I want to be better for you all.

For most intents and purposes i am better. I think in this life im more like Tubbo or Aimsey was. I know the right thing to do is to keep striving to be kind. Never give in. Power is never what i needed and nobody else needs it either. We just need to work hard to protect ourselves and our loved ones, and accept each other. I still have my moments but. You know.

I got so far with this and now I dont really know what to write. I dont really know what to do except go down the list.

Tommy i should have been better to you...i should have been there more. Having abandonment issues isnt an excuse for leaving you alone. And im tired of people acting like i was soooo good to you! like for fucks sake man i really wasnt, i did the bare minimum maybe 25% of the time, most everyone else just somehow sucked harder than that. I really dont deserve that praise. But this time around I know what i would do. Im not afraid to cut in and defend you because i dont have my own personal beefs wrapped up in everything. I just want to help you now like i should have then. And if you dont need my help then we could goof off. Or you could not talk to me at all, thats genuinely fine too. Im sorry i was so selfish. You deserve good people in your life. You deserve security, safety, and good fucking friends.

Tubbo im sorry im such a stubborn ass. None of how i treated you in las nevadas was okay and none of what happened was okay. It was just as much my fault as it was wilburs. And...listen man, I dont know. I know youll feel weird that i said this, and youre free to feel weird, or be mad, but. That festival was the worst day of my fucking life. I have never felt so stupid, useless, and incompetent in my entire life. Because you were my best friend. I should have gotten us out of there way before then. Im sorry i got us into that mess. None of what ... you know, he did is an excuse for that. So.. i wish i could go back and undo it. Or something. God im fucking crying writing this HAHA i love you toby i hope thats proof.

Jack , youre probably looking at this like im insane if youre reading this, but i just want you to know, you didnt deserve what happened to you, and im glad you were my friend, and also im sorry i stole so much of your stuff. I liked your pants that you would wear.

Fundy... you know its complicated, i know its complicated, its fine. For what its worth, im sorry for never being a true friend to you. I hope that wherever you are youre happy. I really, really dont expect that you would ever want to talk to any of us ever again besides probably Eret, but just know, my door is wide open to you. Through everything, im still wanting you around. And i can do way better this time. Ill take care of you as much as i can.

Ranboo, you deserved better. Im sorry i never got to know you very well. Im gonna be honest, pretty much everything you do makes me angry, but it just makes me angry because it reminds me of myself? If we were to speak i would get ahold of myself and not take that out on you, because you dont deserve that, but I dont really know how to apologize without bringing that into it. I see so much of myself in you. Youre growing. Im proud of you. Keep trying your best. This sounds so fucking condescending AHAHA sorry buddy.

Technoblade, you were a victim, and you didnt deserve any of what I did to you. you werent even a person to me, you were a symbol of everything that made me hate myself; you were actually powerful, i was scared of you, and you were mentally strong, too. Its not okay to treat someone that way. In this life ive been able to let go, so you dont have to worry about my annoying ass on your case anymore, ever again. Youre really cool. I want to be able to appreciate that for what it is without letting how much i dont like myself get in the way. Pride is stupid! You are awesome.

Purpled... Im never going to do anything like that again. You have my word. And for what its worth, im sorry. You didnt deserve any of that. I think youre really cool, and I always have thought that, so just... stay swaggy? I dont fucking know. Go keep doing awesome things. Im not going into detail here because Im trying to spare you the annoyance lol.

Nikki, I love you. Our friendship is basically the nicest memory i have of the whole fucking server. Im sorry we werent closer and didnt stay in touch. YOU WERE IMPORTANT TO ME. so fucking important. Also karl misses you too but dont tell him i told you. I hope you are doing something creative lately. My current demeanor is similar to yours back then so I think we could get along preetttyyyyy well again....wink...please be my friend again. If i sound desperate its because i am. WINK.

Okay...Bad. Let's get into it. I still think i was right to try to stop you, but I was wrong for holding a grudge, and i was wrong for trying to tell you that you should be striving for your own power or something stupid like that. The way to feel at peace with yourself is to hang out with your friends. You know this, i know this, we both got BRUTALLY taught this lesson over and over, so lets either just silently acknowledge this and never speak to each other again or bury the hatchet and be buddies.

Connor if youre reading this i love you.

Sam, we had the most unhealthy dynamic on earth, and I think its best if we probably never speak to each other again just because I still feel really unresolved about everything so I know im going to accidentally end up trying to forcefully recreate how it used to be. But, i shouldnt have pushed you around, and Im sorry. I shouldnt have done what i did to dream either but I dont think an apology is enough to even begin covering that. Just know... i know it was wrong and its never going to happen again. I wont let it happen again. I have control over myself, at least, and nothing that bad is ever going to happen again.

Foolish... I care about you so fucking much. Im sorry for pushing you around, too. I should never have manipulated you into joining my country, and I should have never lashed out at you either. This is going to sound stupid but it felt like if I was actually nice to you and treated you how I wanted to treat you, then when you inevitably left it would just be another time i got my heart broken after giving it up. by this logic at least if i was mean it was still my fault and i had control over the situation. Its fucked up, and sucky, and you deserve better, so much better. So, im sorry, and i hope things are going well for you. I hope the people around you appreciate how fucking awesome you are. Im not afraid to say it now, youre fucking AWESOME, youre the coolest motherfucker around. Thank you for everything youve done for me.

Tina, i didnt meet you in source yet, but I know i loved you. So just know that. Lets be friends? Karl misses you.

Sapnap...I dont really know where to start here because theres so much to say. Im sorry i left. Im sorry i didnt believe you when you said karl was sick. Im sorry i didnt try harder to come home. Im sorry i was so fucking scared all the time, and emotionally unavailable, and just...terrified. Our timing was weird and I hope we ended up getting it right at some point... but for now youll be pleased to know, Karl is my best friend now. We still have issues every now and again, were both emotional little shits and struggle to communicate, but hes my best fucking friend, okay? But a piece of our hearts are missing, so just...were waiting here, buddy. Theres a spot at the table for you. We both have hella trust issues so it might be hard for us to actually believe you when you say youre Sapnap but its worth a shot right? Maybe thats too presumptuous. Idk, i just love you. Come be my friend again, okay?

And finally... to myself, im sorry. I didnt deserve what happened to me. So ill keep trying to stop telling myself that i did deserve it, because i didnt. I dont need to be perfect. I dont need to be powerful. Its okay to just be my silly, anxious, ditsy, emotional, annoying, fun loving self. Its okay to just be.

if you read this much you are a brave soul. See you next time i have a letter to write. For now, alex out.

#dsmp kin #dream smp kin

[softjakehoon]

My Roommate Who Uses an XL Condom pt. 1

pairing: Jay/Reader

includes: slight edging, deep throat, cum in mouth, rough sex, breeding kink, roommate sex

warning: this is a written smut, if you don’t like reading stuff like this, scroll down for your sake please it’s not that complicated, thank you. 

also, this was inspired by a manga called "Joushi no Asoko wa XL size" and it's the part about the xl condom thingy, which would be on the second part though. and of course, our y'n being a product reviewer. the rest are based on my imagination.

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You've been searching for a part-time job for a couple of hours now, but most of the jobs available are full-time shifts. You're in your fourth year in college and you're pretty much occupied with all of the school works and activities that's why you resigned from your previous customer service job. You have no choice but to choose a job that will allow you to manage your own time. It's not like you wanted to do this out of boredom. You have to support yourself to afford your tuition fees and daily expenses. Your parents are both senior citizens so you had to work right after you turned 18.

"Product reviewer? No way, this sounds too good to be true."

One-week deadline per product.

Flexible work schedule. 

Salary offer $1000 per review.

You didn't hesitate to submit your application. You have to get this job or you won't be able to pay rent. You don't even have anything to eat for this week. You sighed at your current situation. You went to the shower room to clean up before going to bed. 

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You woke up around 8 am, starving. You went to the kitchen to find something to eat. You were surprised to see the fridge full of actual food to eat. 

"Am I dreaming? How is the fridge full of food when it was empty last night?" You grabbed a tub of marinated beef and began cooking. 

"Fuck, when was the last time I ate meat? I've only been eating ramen and junk food lately. No wonder I feel like shit." You laughed at your own misery. You were cut off by the sound of the door opening. You don't remember inviting anyone over to your apartment. You don't have a roommate as well so you started to feel nervous. 

"Who is it?" You shouted while chewing on the meat you wrapped with lettuce. 

You turned your head around to see a man around your age wearing all black and a frown on his face. 

"Who are you?" He asked you back. 

"I asked you a question first. Why do you have a key to my apartment?" This time, you went to speak to him up close. You're near-sighted so you wanted to see him up close. 

"I'm Jay. I moved in last night. Are you my roommate?" He kept his cold expression. 

He's handsome as fuck, but cold as hell. You thought to yourself. Too bad. 

"Oh, that must be why the fridge is full this morning. Fuck, sorry I cooked the beef bulgogi just now. I will pay you back once I get paid from my job." You looked down from embarrassment. 

"That's alright." He didn't even bother to ask your name and went to his room. You didn't want to bug him about it since you still owe him a tub of beef so you just shrugged your shoulder and finished your breakfast. 

While eating, you checked on your email for updates. 

"Holy fuck." Your jaw dropped upon reading an email. It was from the company you applied to last night. You got the job, and you're starting today. 

You signed the contract immediately and submitted all the needed requirements. Your first product will arrive in the afternoon so you couldn't help but be excited while washing the dishes. 

After doing the dishes, you decided to do the laundry. You've been going braless in the apartment when you were still alone but you have a male roommate now so you can't do that anymore. You needed to wash them. 

"Fuck, I ran out of shorts as well? What have I been doing all this time to forget doing my laundry?"

You decided to wear an oversized almost see-through white shirt and black underwear. 

While you were putting your clothes in the front load washing machine, you heard him pretending to cough. 

You dropped the clothes upon hearing that and looked around to see him piercing you with his eyes staring straight at your body. 

"What do you think are you doing?" He said, raising his eyebrows. 

"I'm doing my laundry. Are you blind?" You looked to your side, afraid of meeting his eyes. 

He stood in front of you, "I'm not. In fact I'm very much pleased of what I'm seeing right now." You gulped when he touched your chin and forced you to look into his eyes. 

"What are you doing?" You're starting to get nervous, or turned on. You don't know anymore. Is it because you haven't had sex for so long now? Fuck, you know you can't have sex with your roommate. You know damn well how it would end since your ex was also your roommate before. 

"I'm making you look at my face. Ever since we met you've been avoiding my gaze." He smirked at you, turning you on even more. 

"T-that's because you look scary, dude. Geez, get your hands off me or I will punch your face so I won't have any reason to look at it." You tried to push him away only for him to corner you on the wall with his arms locking you in. 

"Don't call me that. Or I will kiss you right now." You knew he wasn't bluffing. But for some reason, you wanted to kiss him as well. So you called him that. 

"Stop playing around, dude. Can't you see I'm busy doing someth-" You were cut off by his lips on yours. It stayed still for a short moment as if he was trying to see how you would react. But when he sensed you closing your eyes, he began to move his lips along with yours.

It was a sweet and passionate kiss as if he knew you all his life. It felt so good, you couldn't help but pull his hair, making the kiss deeper. His right hand holding your face along with your jaw, his left hand holding your waist, keeping you close to his body. You could feel your core starting to get wet from the heat that you're feeling, making you rub your thighs together. Taking the hint, Jay placed his knee in the middle and closed the distance between your body. You're now grinding on his thighs, desperately looking for friction and release. 

"Are we just gonna kiss all day or are you going to fuck me?" You pulled away from the kiss and chased your breath.

"I thought you said you're busy." He smirked again. 

"Well now I'm not." You kissed him again, this time with so much lust and desire. Jay is incredibly handsome, he's tall and has a nice body as well. Normally, you don't hang out with guys like him because you know they're always into pretty girls, but you don't want to think about it for now. 

"Relax, baby. I'll get you nice and ready first." He grabbed your breasts as soon as he removed your shirt, sucking on your nipples while his right hand palming your core. 

"I guess I don't even need to. You're soaking wet already. Is this all for me, babe?" He removed your last piece of clothing and slipped two fingers inside you. 

"Fuck, Jay. Shut up already and put it in.” You can't help but moan as he slips his fingers in and out of you.

“Stop bossing me around, brat.” There was a sudden change in his aura, his fingers thrusting in and out of you now roughly. 

“Damn it, I wanna cum on your cock, please. Fuck me already.” You begged. You’re about to reach your climax under his touch. All of a sudden, he removed his fingers making you bite your lips in frustration.

“What the hell? Why did you sto-” You were cut off when he grabbed a fistful of your hair, pushing you down on your knees. He immediately removed his belt and tied your hands with it. You stared at him with your puppy eyes while waiting for him to remove his clothes.

He pumped his cock a couple of times before squeezing your cheeks, a sign for you to open your mouth. You were taken aback by the size of his cock in your tiny mouth. You can’t even touch him to support yourself, so he was holding you by your hair and fucking your mouth as he wants. 

“See, this is what your mouth is for. It’s not for you to talk back, or be a brat. This mouth is meant for my cock.” Tears pooled in your eyes as the tip of his dick hits your throat every time he would thrust. You were able to get rid of your gag reflex, thanks to your ex.

“Fuck, how are you so good at this? I fucking love your mouth. You’ve got no gag reflex? Fucking insane, ahh.” He’s growling at this point. You can tell he’s close as the veins in his dick are getting more prominent and it’s twitching inside your mouth.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” After a couple of thrusts, he came down your throat. You gladly swallowed his cum, making sure nothing goes to waste.

“Shit, brat. You better remember how I taste.” He said, untying your hands from his belt. He helped you to stand, kissing you while placing you on top of the counter. 

He took no time in aligning himself into your core. He gathered your wetness using the tip of his dick and finally pushed it in. You can definitely feel the stretch but the pleasure goes beyond the pain at this point. You were moaning softly against his ear. 

“Fuck, you feel so tight around me.” His thrust getting steady and rougher each time.

“You feel so good, Jay. I’m gonna cum.” You’re finally getting the release he denied you earlier.

“That’s right, cum on my cock.” You moaned in response. Your walls tightening around him even more, making him meet his nearing climax for the second time.

“Cum with me, Jay. Come inside me, please.” You were on birth control anyway. You were on an injectable contraceptive and it’s still in effect ‘til now. You will probably need to ask him if he’s fucking around later on but you really wanted to have his cum inside you. Hearing you beg for his cum was music to his ears. After easing you from your high with a couple of thrusts, he came right after. You felt his dick twitch inside you, his cum spreading heat in your walls. He pulled out seconds after, making his cum leak out of you.

Jay swore he took a mental image of it in his mind. You looked so hot, all fucked out because of him. You, on the other hand, waited for him to help you get off the counter.

Which he didn’t do. He put on his clothes and went straight to the bathroom to clean himself. 

“What a jerk. Did he just leave me here after all that?” You tried not to feel too disappointed. Still, it made you feel angry. He could’ve at least helped you. “I’m never having sex with you again, asshole.” You said just enough for him to hear you in the bathroom.

Author’s note: Jay’s point of view will be on the second part. He’s a gentleman pls.

#enhypen smut #enhypen hard hours #enhypen jay #enhypen jay x reader #enhypen jay scenarios

[angy-mouse]

mouse- just a simple lurker here, but this simple lurker is begging you to do anything monster manor related. When you're feelin up to it, of course!

Get better soon! :D

I wrote this up super fast bc its an idea I've been playing with for a while, i was also toying with the old myth that if someone who loves the werewolf says the werewolf's name and throw their clothes at them they'll be able to change back, but i couldn't make that fit. sfw but very cute i like it and if you wanted nsfw just request again theres not a limit /lh

It was a standoff. You, arms crossed with a scowl firm on your face. Dream and Corpse, failing to appear nonchalant as they piled Dream’s tail in front of the attic door.

“I am not leaving Sapnap to suffer by himself all night. Move.”

“He’d kill us if we let you up. No way.”

Ah, the age-old battle. ‘I love you and want what I think is best for you’ versus ‘I don’t give a damn what you think is best for me if you don’t get the fuck out of my way-’. You were on the opposite side just last night when Punz decided fuck it, he wanted to know what garlic bread tasted like. 

“So, what? I’m just supposed to be okay with sending my partner away to suffer once a month for the rest of our lives?” They exchanged a look that clearly said, ‘fuck, the one flaw in our plan.’ “You’re all allowed to take care of me on my period, but I can’t do the same for any of you when you’re plagued by biology?”

Dream was clearly torn between his love for you and his loyalty to his best friend- Corpse was ready to let you do whatever you want. Dream finally huffed, shoulders slumping. “... He’s afraid he’ll hurt you.”

“Do you think he would?”

“No, but you try talking sense into him.”

“I will, thank you.”

Corpse stifled a laugh as Dream slowly processed what he’d just said. “Love you, good luck, maybe bring him some jerky,” he tossed out, pressing a kiss to your cheek as he left, cleansing his hands of the situation. Dream gave another huff, shaking his head with a small smile that he tried to fight.

“You’re too smart, you know that?”

“Too bad you love me and can’t get rid of me!”

“Yeah, yeah, just don’t let him use you as a chew toy.”

“How exactly would that be different from normal?”

You collected an armful of supplies before climbing the stairs. A bag of beef jerky, two water bottles, a blanket and pillow, and your laptop. You figured if he really was as animalistic as he seemed to think, you could toss him jerky bites and put on that sensory video with the dancing fruits. And if he was blowing it out of proportion as you suspected, you could… hand feed him jerky and watch the dancing fruit… No one could judge what you did in your free time.

You could feel your heart crack as you peered into the attic, Sapnap handcuffed to the old iron bed frame on the far wall. He was fuzzier, that was for sure, thick blankets of hair hiding the skin of his chest, arms, and legs. He’d grown a snout- that would be interesting to try and kiss. You were willing to bet not pleasant, but interesting.

His head snapped up with a sharp growl that faltered as he realized it was you. “Stop that,” you huffed, setting up your equipment in the center of the room to start. “Growling at your girlfriend- who do you think you are?”

“What are you doing up here?”

You sat criss-cross-applesauce in your blanket nest, cracking open the jerky bag. “I’m keeping you company,” you said, making sure to keep your voice even and very matter-of-fact. You could see in his eyes the way your tone affected him: this is what you were doing. It was simply a fact. Not a big deal.

“I told Dream-”

“I’m already tired of discussing this,” you decided. “Let’s skip the pomp and circumstance and get to the solution already.” “That you were going to hurt me. Why? You wanna hurt me?”

“No!”

“Then why would you?”

You could tell you were confusing him. Maybe he’s never had anyone talk this through with him, maybe they gave up where you were more stubborn- whatever it was, he had ‘you’re not following the script’ written all across his very fluffy face. “I’ve trashed rooms during the full moon, I’m clearly not in control of myself and I don’t know what I’m capable of.”

You thought about it for almost a minute as you chewed your jerky. “... Do you always lock yourself up in rooms like this?”

He blanked. “Like what?”

“Empty.”

“I guess, yeah. I don’t wanna break anything expensive-”

“You’re an idiot,” you decided, moving your nest to be able to cuddle into his side. 

“What the hell-”

“Do you know what happens when you leave a pet dog in a cage with no toys, food, or anything?”

“That is not the same thing,” he indignantly huffed.

“Why not?”

“Because I’m not a fucking dog!”

“What makes you different from a dog?”

“I’m fucking smarter, I have self-control, I-” He froze as he laid eyes on your ‘now you’re getting it, dumbass’ expression. “... Oh.”

“Yeah, ‘oh,’”

“... You’re human, you’re not supposed to know more about this shit than me.”

“I think you guys overcomplicate things,” you laughed, throwing half of your blanket over his lap. “You need a widdle ol’ simple human to point out the obvious.” Your nose wrinkled as you eyed his cuffs- he looked far too much like Jesus for your taste. “Where’s the key for those?”

“Gave ‘em to Dream,”

“They don’t look too thick,” you mused. “Can you just break them?”

“Uh, no, sugar, that’s kinda the point.”

“Well, sorry, smartass, but I can’t give you a kiss while you’re-”

Snap

You let out a laugh as his tail rhythmically thumped against the floor, remains of his cuffs hanging off his wrists like bracelets. “Gimme kiss,” he purred, nosing against your temple, tongue peeking out to lick your cheek. 

“Alright, come here, you big goof,” you hummed, pressing your lips to his fuzzy cheek then to the bridge of his snout. “No making out when you’re like this, I don’t know how I feel about the whole ‘no lips’ thing yet.” He simply gave a growling grumble and flopped onto your lap to nuzzle into your stomach, tail going strong as you scratched behind his ears. “... You wanna watch the dancing strawberries?”

“... Maaaaybe.”

#angymouse #minors dni #squeakin #sapsqueaks #monstermanor