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satanfemme · 4 years

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what your favorite headcanon people have made about the ultra vs / each v? also (if you would like to say) whats your least favorite headcanon people have made about them?

ok let me think! this is just off the top of my head so I might be forgetting some things but Lets Fcking Gooooo

vinyl: fav hc: saw someone a while back say that he used to make vinyl records in the city out of old x-ray scans (which is a real vinyl making technique afaik!) and that imagery has not left my mind since, even tho my vinyl hc is desert (neutral) born, its just so Good!!!!

least fav hc: a while ago a few people, in response to "all killjoys r trans" headcanons, said things like "all of them r trans except cherri" or "all of them are trans except vinyl" and HELLO???????? its HAUNTING to me what (internalized)transphobia makes people say, like 1. why must there be a token cis in the first place? disgusting. 2. why is it always those two characters... is it cuz they present so masc and u cant imagine a trans man looking like that? incheresting....No Comment. and 3. vinyl (and cherri for that matter tbqh) do NOT even look cis/traditionally-masc, like u really think a cis man could pull off heeled boots and a bright red jumpsuit? I HAVE to laugh. ffh fhfhdjfhfhfjdrhdnk!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

vamos: fav hc: my own hc but! neogender and pronoun collector vamos!!! love thinking of fae just. collecting shit! vaya does too to an extent but especially vamos does!

least fav: that fae and vaya aren't twins. I know them being related was never Confirmed canon but its so... Coded imo with how twins are commonly portrayed in media And its such a commonly accepted fanon thing (to the extent that just saying "the twins" is enough that people know who u mean) that it rubs me the wrong way for them to be seriously headcanoned as unrelated but mostly/especially when like. they're hc'ed as not being related so that they can be shipped. :/

vaya: fav hc: again my hc but I do still like thinking bout vaya as an artist, drawing comics and making zines, or at least contributing to zines, theyre the ultra vs token artist and!! theyre just so talented and good!

least fav hc: see above at vamos' hfgfh

volume: fav: Ive seen a Few headcanons like this but Anything about him living up to his name Gets To Me :'3 I Love him so much. Ive seen hcs like that he got his name from being scolded in city schools for being too loud ("volume!") and Ive also seen just "he lives up to his name, shouting and laughing" headcanons and theyre are just SO good and so tangible of a characterization

least fav: seen a few "he wanted to leave the ultra v's" headcanons and I Always hate those headcanons with any of the vs but with volume they just Suck, imo, cause hes in the comic so briefly that like. yeah. i Guess that couldve been the case. but why do u wanna headcanon that, like what does that accomplish when he already left the crew against his own will by dying, hello???? in my hc he did want something more and did consider leaving because of that quite a few times but the v's are his family so he would Never actually want to leave with any seriousness. imho.

val: fav: more of a "text-based interpretation of his character" than a headcanon but val being like That cause he's just. ill. instead of being """"evil"" will always always be such an important characterization to me like. ik Ive analyzed this before. what he did was wrong but his motivations are Super clear if u actually read his/the twin's dialogue and also just. contextually with how killjoys in general are. murder is... not the biggest deal to any of them. so like. bro he was just going Thru It, give him a break!!!! sorry I cant think of more coherent things to say on the matter rn but Ill fcking dig out that masterpost of analysis I made months ago if u want (thats rhetorically Im not gonna do that) I dont even care about woobifying him rn Im living my best life rn and its val velocity appreciation hours

least fav: similar to above but Genuinely when people paint him as an irredeemable villain it bugs the HELL out of me. yes he was an antagonist and yes he was mean etc etc I Know but people singling val out for killing random people as if all of the vs/killjoys werent on board (if not actively participating) with that rubs me the wrong way when, at least in my interpretation of the text, he was super canonically having some sort of breakdown while also being one of the Only killjoys who was trying to actively fight against their oppressors like if u want to hate him for something like him being mean to the girl then VALID, yeah, dick move, I get it, but if u say that him killing whatever random people cause he thinks theyre the spies killing his family means that hes obviously 100% some evil monster And Then u get joy out of just endlessly dunking on him and how much u hate him for being so evil and awful its like come ON. idk what to even say to u I know Im bias but that just feels Gross to me <3 just my opinion, val velocity did nothing wrong club, bye!

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cryoculus · 4 years

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More love for Semi please? Anything will do, your writing is exquisite in any form anyway :D

» Word Count: 1,857 wordsCross-posted on AO3

SORRY THIS IS SO LATE :(( I actually wrote three chapters’ worth of content for him already and you can read the whole thing on the ao3 link.(NOTE: This is based on the current events of the final arc of the Haikyuu manga. I tagged it as a spoiler but I won’t really go into the specifics of what’s going on. Semi is our main focus here ^__^)

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“Please?”

“No,” was your flat reply.

Semi heaved a long sigh, mouth twitching into an irritated grimace. You returned his reaction with a sassy look of your own—one, finely penciled brow quirked as bright, red lips rivalled the adamance that Semi brought about. While you were in no position to tell him to just go back to his cubicle and get today’s work done (you, sadly, held the same position in office), you at least had the right to turn him down. Your department had a monthly financial report coming up. Why on Earth did he want your help writing a song?

“Come on,” he groaned. “You know I’d eat my fist first before asking for your help, but our manager really digs your old pieces from college.”

Your eye twitched.

“Way to beg for someone’s aid in a time of dire need,” you bit back sarcastically. “Go do it then.”

“What?”

“Eat your whole fist.” You gave him a pointed look, even making a show of paying attention by putting your pen down.

Your co-worker let out a frustrated groan, fingers carding through his messy, ashen hair. The gesture made the tattoos on his chest visible for a second, before disappearing again behind his barely done button-up. It was a mystery, how a man like him made it as a public servant—with his flamboyant piercings and tip-dyed hair—but you supposed you should learn to look past physical appearances. The agency allowed it, so why should you make a fuss?

Ah, right. Semi Eita was the most hot-headed man in your department, and he had a knack for picking fights with you.

“If you get the balance sheet done by five o'clock, I might reconsider,” you told him, not really meaning the words, as you directed your attention back at the paperwork on your desk. Balance sheets are the toughest to fill out, since the data needed had to be collated from different sectors of the city. You highly doubted that Semi, with his thinner-than-a-strand-of-hair patience, could finish it in one sitting.

“Deal.”

Your gaze hardened as you looked back up at him. “Come again?”

“Are you deaf?” he asked, folding lean arms across his chest. “I said it’s a deal.”

You couldn’t help the snort that made its way past your lips. Whatever his reasons may be, it was painfully obvious that he was desperate. But still. You knew that he wouldn’t be able to carry out the deed in your given deadline, but instead of talking him out of his own agreement, you merely shook your head in acceptance.

Semi eventually stalked off to his cubicle; the one just in front of yours. There was a divider that separated each employee’s workspace from the others, and it at least granted some semblance of privacy from outside gazes. You’ve been to Semi’s cubicle a couple of times—more to coordinate paperwork than engage in conversation, really—and he decorated his personal space exactly how a part-time rock band vocalist would. Though he didn’t exactly put up posters and painted the walls black, he added his own flair to his desk with guitar figurines, neon stickers on his desktop, and a photo of his bandmates enclosed in a sparkly picture frame.

The only reason you bothered looking so closely was the fact that you also went to the same university together (under the same degree, too!) You’ve always been keen around him, with his loud way of living, as opposed to you, who’s always chosen to live simply and without pretentiousness. Sure, the disparity between your lifestyles had caused you to be at each other’s throats since freshman year, but it was still a surprise that your synergy was top notch. You would, as Semi put it so delicately, eat your fist first before admitting to the fact, but it’s a given that you preferred to work with him instead of other, unfamiliar people.

You sighed, brandishing a bored look at the bleak document in front of you. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to help him out…

But when you recalled every time he’s talked over you during board meetings, sneered at you when he got a higher score during exams, and his distateful behavior in general, you steeled your resolve.

Either he’s going to get that balance sheet over with or he’ll keel over. If he wanted your help, he’s going to have to work for it.

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You were in the middle of fixing your belongings when the sound of a stack of papers hitting your desk rang in your ears.

“There,” Semi said breathlessly, making you look up at him in surprise. He even tossed a flash drive on top of the papers he deposited, where you saw the city hall’s heading printed in full color. You reluctantly checked your phone for the time. 16:57, it said, in a mockingly bold typeface before shoving it in your pocket.

The damn guy really did get it done before five.

“The electronic document is saved in there, in case you lose the print.” He was panting at this point, and you had a vague idea as to why he looked like he just ran a marathon. The one printer in your department (this year’s budget was cut) broke down a few days ago, and the nearest functional one was at the Logistics office three floors down.

Still refusing to believe it, you peered at the documents he just brought in. You scanned each of the entries printed on each page. That’s when you realized that Sendai City’s expenses have skyrocketed since the new year because the list of expenses occupied a whole page alone. A worried sigh made its way past your lips, but at least the liabilities were cut down to a minimum. You heard that the governor of Miyagi was going to pledge a few hundred thousand yen for the city’s founding anniversary, too.

You paused. Blinking, you rearranged the papers neatly back into its pile—biting back the urge to clutch your wounded pride. Semi was looking at you expectantly, like he wanted you to praise his flawless bookkeeping.

In actuality, his determination was beginning to freak you out.

“Why do you want me to help you so badly?” you asked, voice almost trembling. “Seriously, dude. I thought we hated each other. Quit acting out of character.”

“I told you, our manager really liked the songs you composed back in senior year,” he drawled, tired of having to repeat himself.

Your face twisted in confusion. “Who even is this manager of yours?”

There was a half-second delay in his response, but before you could paint a reason for his hesitation, he immediately replied with, “Saito. Saito Makoto.”

You stiffened, gaze going rigid at the mention of that name. “Oh.”

“Yeah. If I manage to give him a piece by the end of the month, he’ll help us sign a contract with a big-shot record label,” Semi explained, oblivious to your discomfort.

“But haven’t you been writing songs since high school?” you wondered aloud. “That’s what you said during our Pol-Gov class ice breaker.”

He frowned. “You still remember that?”

Okay. You kept forgetting that your sharp memory wasn’t always a praiseworthy thing. You gulped, feeling the heat creep up your face. “Um, anyway, the point still stands. You’ve been writing songs for God-knows-how-long, and while I’m not one to dish out compliments especially to you, I’m pretty sure they’re okay if you managed to gather a decent fanbase.”

He rolled his eyes, leaning against the divider of your cubicle. “We’re a rock band. I write rock songs, but Saito wants me to write a goddamn love song.”

Typical Saito. Though he looked like a rugged high school delinquent, he was awfully sentimental when it came to music. He was the one who inspired you to write the songs Semi was pestering you about all day after all…

“Fine,” you relented. “I never go back on my word and since you did a…good job with this, I’ll help you out.”

His light brown eyes lit up for a moment, but Semi managed to mask his relief in a split second—containing his excitement in a single nod. “Are you free this Saturday? You can come by my place and we could start getting to work.”

Well, that was forward of him. You expected to work on the song in a coffee shop or something, but he went on ahead and invited you to his own humble abode anyway. You parsed through your weekend plans in your mind, and once you confirmed that you were free, you scribbled down your phone number on a sticky note. Almost five years of acquaintance and you’d never bothered giving it to him. Huh.

“Just text me the time and place,” you told him, pocketing the flash drive as you slipped the balance sheet in one of the empty folders in your organizer. “You better not pull anything funny and lead me to a secluded alley or something.”

Semi scoffed, folding the piece of paper and sticking it inside his trousers. “As if.”

You then slung your bag across your shoulders, grinning insincerely. “Glad we’re on the same page, then.”

“Yeah, whatever.”

With that, Semi exited your cubicle, leaving you no room to wonder why he didn’t even spare a quick ‘thank you’.

Just as you were smoothing out the creases on your pencil skirt, your phone began buzzing in the pocket of your blazer. Brows raised, you fished it out and unlocked it.

From: Makohey, wanna grab some dinner? its on me :3

Speak of the devil. You swallowed the lump in your throat, fingers shakily managing to type a coherent reply.

To: MakoYeah sure. Where to tho

From: Makocan we get some italian? ik u love the udon place across the street but akane’s having dinner w her friends there

From: Makocant have her seeing us together now do we

The way he put that so casually made your chest constrict with a too-familiar sensation. You heaved a deep breath, pursing your lips into a thin line as you sent a quick “Ok” text to end your conversation. Saito replied with those iffy heart-eyed emojis that he only ever used when he wanted something from you, and you had to compose yourself so you wouldn’t burst into tears right there.

“Oi.”

You almost jumped at the sound of Semi’s voice as he peered inside your cubicle once more. He clutched his suitcase in one hand, eyeing you curiously.

“What do you want?”

“You’re headed uptown, too, right?” he asked, and you nodded reluctantly. “Thought you’d want a lift.”

“Semi, just because I’m helping you achieve your dreams, doesn’t mean you have to be nice to me.” You laughed softly, tension easing from his uncalled for kindness.

He, however, looked unconvinced. “Do you want a ride or not?”

You raised your hands in defeat, managing a genuine smile. “Alright, fine. It’ll be a hellish commute anyway.”

You liked to think that that’s how you started becoming friends with your odd, hot-headed co-worker.

#haikyuu!!#semi eita #semi eita x reader #shiratorizawa #hqscenario #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu spoilers #hq headcanons #hq!! headcanons

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aridinosnore · 4 years

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mandalorian episode 8

“i just finished the season finale of the mandalorian sooo we gonna just put some stuff down that i loved (spoilers under cut obviously)

- first of all THEY FUCKING HIT BABY YODA LIKE THREE TIMES AND IT PHYSICALLY PAINED ME EACH TIME THEY DID PLUS THE CRIES HE MADE?? S T O P

- “you just wanna see it” i mean who wouldn’t wanna see baby and honestly this whole scene w the troopers made me laugh and when i saw at the credits that it was directed by taika waititi i said “ahh no wonder”

- IG-11 IS THE GOAT I LOVE

- ah yes our newfound trio still facing their doom and well shit they’re assembling some crazy weapon

- carasynthia dune of alderaan is my wife now

- DIN DJARIN we have a name guys ahhh

- im so glad we finally got to see the full backstory of din being a foundling and with him being carried off which will compare to,,, future scenes

- holy fuck i love this droid, the whole time i was just saying “they’re gonna get demolished by a fucking droid aren’t they?” as they proceeded to get demolished by the amazing IG-11

- also “oh i love IG units” same greef

- *din gets shot in the head* me: ITS FINE GET UP YOUR BESKAR ARMOR CAN STAND IT *cara pulls hand away from back of his head to show bloody hand* me: F U C K

- baby yoda and the force once again doing the absolute most, i love him and he rlly did that with the fire. then after that i was like “okay now heal your dad p le a se” but i knew he was gonna pass out and i slfkjsklfj

- okay the real star of this episode is IG-11 who is saving everybody’s lives out here but the “i am not a living thing” hurt me for some reason

- THE HELMET IS OFF i shit you not i screamed “IT’S PEDRO PASCAL” at almost 2 am in the morning whoops

- my optimism jumped out when i saw the pile of helmets and armor as i said to myself “it’s okay mando– they just– they just stole a shit load of beskar and then got new sets of armor made like you.. haha right?”

- why did i think the armorer was making baby yoda a helmet oh my god but “you are as its father” and “you are a clan of two” AND THE SIGNET IS THE MUDHORN (i think) ITS CANON NOW THEY’RE DAD AND SON

- HE GOT HIS JETPACK HE WANTED

- fuck ngl kinda gay for the armorer after that fight scene

- the talk between IG-11 and din tho,, “there is nothing to be sad about. i’ve never been alive” “im not... sad” “yes you are. i’m a nurse droid. i’ve analyzed your voice” i teared up,, but can we appreciate how great of an actor pedro is?? you can’t see his face and conveying emotion without the very thing that best shows it seems difficult but you can hear in his voice how deeply he is trying to find another way so IG doesn't have to self-destruct :(

- IG-11 is the true hero of this episode.. ik it was just part of his programming and protocol but still, he also helped din with his “no droids” policy and i think that’s why it hurt even more to watch their conversation

- “come on baby do the magic hand thing!!” *baby yoda waves* AHSJAHAHAHA GREEF IS ME DURING THAT FIRE SCENE

- jetpack action yesss but ik moff gideon is not getting killed off by having his TIE fighter blow up from a couple of explosives

- THE COMPARISON to younger din being carried by the mandalorian and with din now carrying his own foundling poetic cinema :,)

- he made,, a grave,, and kuiil’s hat i fucking cannot :(

- baby yoda wearing din’s necklace aww

- yup i knew that fucker was still alive also what the hell is that sword???... and roll the credits

anyways this was such a good episode i feel like it included so much that the fans asked for sorta in a way?? but not in a rushed and sloppy way unlike uh another thing but let’s not get into that!!! im a lil slow so is season 2 already confirmed?? i mean they did leave off on a cliffhanger sorta sooo im ready to see more of my fav mandalorian and baby yoda :)

#the mandalorian #the mandalorian episode 8 #the mandalorian episode 8 spoilers #the mandalorian spoilers #baby yoda #mando spoilers

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yimmick · 4 years

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man. i gotta put this somewhere so. (vent)

you know im trying really hard to get past the break up so i can stay friends w ex. i don’t want to cause any drama by talking about it but staying mopey in my head isn’t the best thing either. the ppl i would usually talk with.. well we’re in quarantine and i’m not a very good texter. i literally can’t talk to my ex about bc who does that. so a non disclosed third party aka in the the blogging void of the tumbles it goes :p

ive been staying off gc for a while to give myself a lil breather from whats been going on + me being stressed/depressed as all hell from like. a variety of reasons. i didn’t let ppl know so i hope ppl didn’t think i dropped off the face of the earth or anything.. it was kind of an ass move of me but idk.. i still needed it. i want to start coming back but im awkward as all hell but well. it should be fine i feel like im well known for disappearing unfortunately lol... when i decided to mb start coming back i immediately learned that my ex was dating someone else and tbh i could’ve guessed from the start that it was going to happen as much as she denied it. i knew it and i fucking hate that i was right. it feels awful.the day i found out was when i was finally finished with my hell week pt 1 too so i was expecting to finally chill out and start replying to ppl and thats the first thing i find out so like. lol. i wish i was over her already bc i thought i was getting there but as soon as i saw that i reverted. the whole break up processs im upset @ myself for bc i totally just shut down... instead of acting like a normal person and getting the proper closure i think i cried on her bed for like 30mins how... embarrassing is that... .. back then she said she wasn’t looking to date during college anymore and i took that at full face value but of course she was saying that to let me down easy. i know i know i know back then the jealousy i was feeling wasn’t unwarranted... i don’t even know what to feel like. i LIKE her new gf&her friends and i wish i could get to know them to but like for me it feels like theres this barrier of my ex between them and i don’t feel super comfortable interacting with them anymore. the fire stuff was honestly rlly interesting but i should probably leave the club since i don’t feel very comfortable anymore in there either. it probably is not a great idea to force myself in a position to interact w ex + new gf when im not ready at all.

i know i wasn’t great at the beginning w me not replying at all but man the first two months were great. i still miss it even tho i wish i wouldn’t. the last month was awful ive never been more dysfunctional before. we both told each other that we want to be friends and on some level i still do but rn with her dating the exact person i knew she was going to date again even thinking about interacting w her feels awful all the while i miss doing things with my friends.ikik ik they’re a better fit for each other too. i know. but i can’t help but feel like shit all about this. she did the same thing beforehand: broke up w her previous partner a month/two later, start dating another partner... i know 3 months wasn’t even that long but i guess since it was my first relationship it really meant a lot to me. she meant a lot to me & still does and sometimes i catch myself thinking back to if i did ___ right maybe we would’ve stayed t gether longer/she would still want to be with me but god, what an awful way to think about things. i don’t want to linger in the past like that and just hurt myself. i guess the pain rn comes from the 1) jealousy confirmed right 2) she’s moved on a long time ago 3) going to lose a friend/friend group? i don’t know. i just can’t bring myself to talk the gc more since they were her friends first. but the more i stay out the more i isolate myself. i really fucking don’t know anymore about what to do. i wish i could just talk to her straight abt all this fucking shit but i don’t think i can bring myself to message her and i don’t know if she’ll want to deal with an ex’s insecurities lol. not good w emotional stuff. its not her responsibility to reassure me but in some petty way i want her to recognize just a little bit of how shitty that was & how shitty she acted in the last month as vindication. it would be nice for me to feel straight anger just once instead of trying to make it go away all the time. but man. i miss her as a friend so much. i want to just go play a latenight game w/ her again playing thru fc and just sending her posts she would like was fun. i miss it. idk if i can go back until i can really just get over myself anymore but will we even be friends then? i really don’t know anymore. fuck complex issues xoxox

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harryisntstraight · 7 years

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I’m seeing your name on some blogs I follow, saying you’re a demon. Idk man, I kinda agree with you. Louis has never came out as anything besides straight. And I know some people don’t think their social media is accurate representations but that’s all we have as confirmation. I know a lot of larries are genuinely mad bc Harry is being over the top with his support but painting Louis as an lgbt god is kinda wrong. Seek acceptance in what you want obviously but at this point it doesn’t make sense

lmaooo asfhdsf honestly they can call me a demon all they like. i’m literally just out here rolling my eyes at people acting like someone that has truly done nothing in the way of public lgbt support is some kind of lgbt icon. and ik theyre gonna pull out the masterposts that are like he has a triangle tattoo!!!! five years ago he said he supports all fans!! he wore a rainbow apple tshirt!!! even tho 2 days after he wore it he lashed out on twitter and attacked the journalist who said it was nice of him to show support!!!! like god…….. in a way i genuinely feel sad for a lot of people that think like this especially those ppl that are lgbt bc i know what its like to be invested in someone and to so desperately want that support from them but eventually u have to stop projecting and i’m not saying you cant love louis for other reasons but basing one of the sole reasons u love him on how lgbt friendly he is is just……ultimately going to end up hurting you in the long run. but thats like… never going to get through to some people bc theyre trapped in this mentality of thinking that louis is a victim who’s trapped in the closet and trying so hard to show his ‘true colours’ and anyone who doesnt see that according to them is either a dumbass or homophobic and its like???? it’s just sad to see honestly bc they claim to be the biggest louis stans and the only ones who know the real him when in reality it’s like, you’ve built him up in your head to be something so different from what he really is down to his child being fake, his girlfriend being fake, his image being fake, his twitter being fake, the words he says in interviews being fake…..its like……whats left???? they’ve just taken away all the bits they dont like and turned him into something that fits what they do like and he’s not a person to them anymore. like if thinking this makes me a demon then i am perfectly happy being a demon lmao i least i know when to take a step back and can accept when something isnt what i thought it was

#anyway HIII YALL HOW ARE U GUYS #Anonymous

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dessertstims · 7 years

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Sooo.. a lil update. I’m still feeling poopy, but at least i’m severely better. On top of that an online friend ( a different one than the one I posted not too long ago who I lost cuz they were being a mean) who I had lost came back to me today!!!!!!! :D (backstory time under the cut)

I was playing this one game for about 5 months and got into competitive. I was fed up with a team of guys who kept bossing me around and then complained that they had to always tell me what to do after they trained me to confirm with them what to do before doing it so they wouldn’t get mad at me. I decided to make my own team with a guy, named C. I was playing with everyday and he introduced me to two others, lets just call em A and B. One of those two is the friend in mention, I’ll make the good one person A! So, we got 2nd place because of a teammates mistake during a tournament, luckily there wasn’t any prize that was lost because it was a pretournament before the season started so we didn’t feel as bad as we could have, but we also were super happy because we had only formed like 2 days before that pretourney. So we did really great for 2nd place! Unfortunately after that person B started 1. digging up history between them and C and it sounded pretty legit, but who knows. I feel like half was true, half was said to make them seem worse than they were, but sometimes people get a little... weird.. lets leave it at that.

2. They wouldn’t play normal mode in the game and only would do team ranked which wasn’t available all the time and so they basically wanted to stop practice with us and would get mad at our mistakes when they made the mistake that lost us the pretourney and they also made mistakes in practice

3. Not only that B started talking about other people they wanted on the team, when we didn’t need any subs, we all played every day and could make every practice without fail. They then told different people on the team they would choose to replace a different other person of the team.

4. After that they started drama with C over twitch.. they have a small following of like 5 friends who were unfortunately a bit influential and just well known in that games community because there was only a handful of us in the competitive community for that game.. if anyone plays and kept up with it its probably obvious who i am but i doubt anyone here will know tbh so idc. Anyway, B with their little gang harassed C, who was being a champ and taking it because he wanted to win, play with A and I, and he was just hoping things would get over themselves and end up working out.. but personally I think he was taking it really because of his past being creepy to B and found their reactions understandable. 5. Then what really crossed the line was how harshly A was harassed by B by B and their small gang and then they decided that they werent deserving of friends even though I tried my best to comfort them, they had just been so hurt and made up their mind they would never talk to anyone again and not play anymore online games or anything. They disappeared for months and I kept trying to see if I could find them on steam or discord when today they added me! I was sooooo happy! I was so nervous they hurt themselves or were really gone for good or that it just made a permanent negative impression, but they are back! They are like a ball of sunshine and anyone ever being mean to them is just BEYOND ME. It’s like kicking a dang puppy or something! She is just the most darling, patient, happy, chipper person in the world and I know shes gone through a lot and even helped me through a tough time too. I’ve never seen her but I don’t have to to know shes the most beautiful person on the planet and I’m so happy shes alive and safe and playing games that I know is one of the things she enjoys most in the world as I do. Yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!! :D I played a new game that ik she likes called path of exile for a couple hours with her today! :3 it was fun.

i wish my head wasn’t so cloudy with this sick tho e-e bleh. xDD <3 if you made it this far I hope you weren’t disappointed with this story time :P

#not tasty #drama #i'm still sick #tw: bullying mention #tw: video games

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