#PRIORITISE IT DAMNIT

[da-shrimping-station]

I sure damn hope that at least a portion of merch sales goes to better English translation...

English is not my first language and whenever I read any post from PB or anything in the game, I need to stop and think, "Am I stupid or is the EN translation/wording/phrasing off by a mile?"

I gotta sit down to double check if I'm getting what they're tryna say yk? And some of the translations/phrasing are just,,,,,wtf??? It takes me out of the story sometimes and honestly, if we do a lil drinking game w it, we'd all be dead from alcohol poisoning 💀

I've read texts w worse grammar and all that but the difference is that PB has the ways and means to have better localisation for the game! They said that the Animate collab w Summer Raphael was more successful than they initially thought and good for them! BUT PLEASE USE THE FUNDS WISELY YK?

They've got another exhibit coming up and they did mention that there will be goods for sale...

[burningfairytales]

People look at Bokuto and see a happy-go-lucky, carefree ray of sunshine and think, oh, he is a fool.

I mean I know people love him, but I am so, so upset that that is what he is reduced to.

Because Bokuto may be simple-minded, but a fool he is not.

(Let’s not even talk about the fact that Fukurodani seems to be a renowned private school and Japanese high schools have entrance exams. We know this, because Kageyama failed to get into Shiratorizawa, okay. He failed the exam.

So Bokuto getting into Fukurodani doesn’t exactly scream “idiot” to me. So he struggles with Japanese and Maths. Hell, if everyone was deemed stupid who didn’t excel in literally all of his classes, this would be a world of fools.

He also goes on to college and graduates. So he doesn’t know how taxes work. Hell, Sherlock Holmes didn’t know the earth revolves around the sun. People retain knowledge of stuff that they care about damnit. No one gives a shit about taxes.

I’m not calling him a genius here. He’s probably not exactly a top tier student. But please stop dumbing him down.)

But what I’m really talking about is that Bokuto is people-smart, okay. Like tell me he didn’t know exactly what made Akaashi tick. Tell me he didn’t know exactly what was wrong with him the second Akaashi started faltering.

He knew.

And he called him out on his bullshit in the exact same way Akaashi calls him out on his.

(It’s not just Akaashi btw. He knew exactly what was going through Yachi’s mind during the dumpster battle.)

And listen. During the training camp arc, Fukurodani vs Karasuno, where we first get to see Bokuto’s emo mode? It’s heavily implied by both Takeda and Ukai that Bokuto isn’t aware of how the team dynamics work, and as a reader, we believe this - because Bokuto appears to be so simple-minded. Because there don’t appear to be any hidden depths.

Because we never actually get to see the world through Bokuto’s eyes, but rather always Akaashi’s.

But being simple-minded doesn’t make you an idiot either. It just means that you have a different way of prioritising.

And then later, Bokuto has his moment. His “time for me to just be a regular ace” moment.

And we find out that he did know. He was completely aware that his team (and Akaashi, in all his well-intended manipulation) were coddling him.

(Don’t come for me; I ADORE Akaashi.)

Point is, he knows. And it was fine, because hey, it was easier anyway, and he knew he could count on his team to have his back.

But then Akaashi falters, and his team is struggling, and it’s Bokuto saying “you had my back all this time. Now let me have yours.”

Bokuto is not oblivious and he’s not a fool. His cheerfulness and optimism aren’t a sign of ignorance. They’re carefully cultivated. Because he knows what being lonely is like. He worked so, so hard towards his dream - not just to go pro, but to have fun playing volleyball. To become better at it so that he gets to enjoy it just a little bit more.

His good-heartedness is a goddamn choice, not some cradle-given virtue.

In this essay, i will-

[shee-im-bi]

Umemiya Hajime x reader

*all characters are aged up. this plot hold place years after the original plot*

angst, mention of violence, not proof read

"who was it?" he muttered, his sense of urgency ringoing out to you as he closed the door you'd once opened - forcing you back into the apartment.

He halted upon the sight of your injuries, eyes narrowing as his pupils roamed you up and down , assessing the sloppy bandages you hadn't tied propa of keeping the situation hidden from him. He was quick to find the bruises under your shirt, his fingers latched around around the hem as he sighed upon your condition. He scowled at you once you locked eyes.

Umemiya knew the exact reason as to why you hadnt bothered to tell him first. He hated that. You were his girlfriend- yet, you always seemed to prioritise Bofurin's duty to the town which led you to think that you' only bother him if you were the only person in danger.

"I'm your boyfriend, god damnit." His gaze subtly softened as he pulled you towards him. "Don't just hide this from me."

He paused. wanting to regain his composure - swiftly kissing you in the process, hoping it would take your mind off the pain briefly.

"How can I protect you when you can't even tell me this?" He mutters to you, breaking the kiss. "This doesn't concert the town of Bofurin, it's between you and me. Tell me who it is."

You lowered your head and shook it slowly, unable to look him in the eyes "I- I'll only be a bother, Ume.." you said softly, voice arely above a whisper.

He was quick to react as you refused to meet his gaze, holding your chin between his index and thumb, lifting your head forcing you to look at him, his frown only deepening as your voice was barley audible.

He was trying to be patient with you - but his blood was boiling, the sight of your wounds causing him great distress.

"No" he spoke between gritted teeth "You're never a bother to me. You're my girlfriend."

Your breath got caught on my throat and you averted your eyes looking everywhere but his "B-but you'll be busy from you duties at Bofurin and I don't want to do that.." you said, taking a step back slightly from him, hands intertwined together and eyes shaking nervously, the earlier events and pain starting to get to you.

"Stop it." his stern voice called out, as he pushed you against the wall, preventing you from taking another step back from him.

If you new there was anythung that would trigger the side of Umemiya he only showed you - it was being stubborn and refusing to open up to him about your worries.

Both his arms pressed against the wall on either side of you, traping you between him and the wall to prevent you from running away.

"Do you really think I prioritize my duties over you?" He asked, voice stern yet so soft as to not add on your distress.

you shook your head slightly "n-no..." you said softly, eyes finally finding his and breath getting stuck in my throat when I do so "but you'll end up injured .. and I don't like seeing you injured and full of scars" you said, voice soft "and you might get stabbed too.." I whisper the last sentence

He felt his breath hitch on his throat as you finally looked yup at him, his eyes darkening as they noticed the slight look of fear in your eyes.

He paused at your words, listening to your concerns - and he could feel some of his anger wash away as he realized the real reason you hadn't told him.

"Do you know how much it pisses me off when you look like that?" His right hand moved from the wall to cup your cheek in his palm

"When you have that look in your eyes like you're worried about me...?"

"But I am!" you retorted back, voice quivering but stil raising a few notes "I am worried about you. Do you know ho w=hard it is to patch you up and act like veerything was okay whnen it wasn't? Do you know how much my heart aches when I try to pat some alcohol into your cut just for you to wince from the pain? It hurts so much seeing you in that state, Ume. I don't want to see you in that state anymore." you rambled, blinking in hopes for tears that are threatening to escape your eyes to go back inside only for them to fall out.

"But if you want to know who did this, it's the stupid new gang that's down the shopping street."You confessed after moments of silence, Hand gripping into your arm in hopes of grounding yourself and not break down.

"And if you're going to them, make sure to come back uninjured..." you said, voice calming down and eyes finding his softening ones.

His heart ached as you confessed everything, the tears in your eyes causing his hands to clench. He felt a pang of guilt as you mentioned tending to his injuries, the mental image of you forcing a smile on your face as you helped patching him up causing the pit in his stomach to grow.

He was never good at handling tears. Especially from you.

Moments of silence pass by until you decided to break the silence "you can go after them if you want" You sighed and dropped your head, indicating that he could go after them

He knew that tone. There was no denying you were holding yourself back from telling him to stay - but he knew you didn't want to seem selfish and overprotective, even though you're the victim here.

"Hey..." he calls out softly as he leans forward slightly, his forehead resting against yours an an effort to get you to look at him.

He knew what you were doing.

"Look at me." he said in a low voice only for you to hear in this empty apartment.

You stayed silent for a few more second making him frown as you ignored his request. H e knew what you were thinking, that you would cry if you lookmed at him and that he would feel bad.

And yet, he didn't care.

He wanted you to cry. H e wanted you to rely on him. If that meant you needed to be tearful to do so, then so be it.

His voice was stern and unwavering as he spoke "You're too stubborn for your own good" he sighed, head still leaning on yours

You clenched your jaw, holding back an upcoming sob "I... I think I'm..." then sighed, unable to form a sentence at the moment, but Umemiya stayed silent, waiting for you to gather yourself

You took a deep breath and spoke up "I... just want to hold you right now.. can I?" you finaly said after long seconds od silence, Looking up to meet waiting his grey eyes.

There they were. Your eyes.

He felt like he could finally let go of the breath he didn't know he was holding.

His heart skipped a beat upon seeing your vulnerable state. "Of course..." He murmured, his arms moving to pull you against him.

Upon feeling the contact with his body, you finally broke down, sobs and wails echoing throughout the apartment. The whole events of that day falling on your mind, the pain from the bruises and cuts you got that morning dawning in on you and pain invading your system.

It was as if your brain was finally able to realize what has happened to your body.

"I'm sorry.." was all you could manage to get out between your cries "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." you said, fists clenching his white shirt and tears staining it.

He held you with a firm grip, feeling you finally letting go of your pent up emotions, the sounds of you deep sobs breaking his heart into pieces.

"Don't apologize.." he muttered against your ear - his voice gentle yet firm as an attempt to sooth you. He began to pat your head gently, trying to calm you down.

"Don't apologize - you didn't do anything wrong..." he whispered, kissing your hair.

After a while of sobs and consolation, you decided to speak up "I..." you paused for a second "I want you to go teach those idiots a lesson" you said, voice small yet audible

Umemiya paused upon hearing your request and you didn't have to tell him twice to be out of the door.

[f4y3w00d5]

(ooc: GOD DAMNIT IT KEEPS FLIPPING)

(anyways artistic representation of me forcing clone 007 to socialize with you. Was supposed to be better in almost every way and have a close up second panel but I have stuff to do. Like finals. And yaoi fanfic. And fanart. And also cringe shit.)

AHHAHAHAHAHA YES SOCIALISE WITH ME

and uhh prioritise the finals and not the yaoi-

[l-norris]

Austrian GP 2024 Recap

ITS MY HOME RACE!

This includes the sprint race, so you've got a longer one coming.

Also, I passed my exams with honours even though I prioritised the Spanish GP over studying. Priorities.

DISCLAIMER: Remember that this is just for shits and giggles, I'm not trying to actually hate on any of the drivers cuz all (most) of them are very dear to me

As always, Numbers in brackets = Laps

SPRINT RACE

- Formation lap complete

- Alex starts from the Pitlane once again

- Had to look at J*s Verstappen

- It's lights out and away we go!

- Nevermind, start was aborted for some reason.

- Extra formation lap

- What the hell happened?!

- Confusion

- Apparently it was because of Alex' car overheating?

- Nope, it was photographers.

- Alright, now for real.

- It's lights out and away we go!

- Meh start for Lando

- McLarens side by side

- Max pulls away

- Lando catches up by the end of lap 1

- DRS enabled

- Alpines both bottled their starts lol

- Lando fastest lap (3)

- Top 3 fight!

- Max goes wide literally almost every corner

- Lando was first for 5 seconds

- Oscar now second! (5)

- Get him Osc!

- Max complains (7)

- God damnit why are Lando and Osc fighting

- Carlos up in fourth (8)

- George overtakes him immediately

- Carlos in a Mercedes sandwich

- And Max pulled away a little again

- Checo made a trip into no-mans-land

- DRS train from 4th down

- Max broke the DRS window😮‍💨

- Alpines fighting each other

- The graphics are broken so the laptimes may not be accurate lol

- Lando catches up to Osc (12)

- The boys are fighting

- Danny overtakes Logan

- Osc has his elbows out

- Lando has two track limit warnings (19)

- Yaaaawn

- Just remembered that Qualifying for the actual race is today also

- Nico locks up and overtakes Fernando

- He may have accidentally pushed Fernando wide

- might as well just end the race (22)

- not like it's only one more lap lmao

- remind me to never watch sprints again

- finally it's over

- this was so painful and boring

- "Solid effort" mans didn't do anything except complain and drive

- 🙄🙄🙄

- I'm so glad this is over.

- See you for tomorrow's race!

RACE

- Guanyu starts from pitlane

- Literally everyone on Mediums except for Guanyu

- Formation lap starts

- Nothing notable as always

- Praying for good start from Lando

- Formation lap complete

- It's lights out and away we go!

- A lot of people going wide into turn 1

- Max is up and gone

- Checo pushed Oscar off the track

- I don't like this race already

- Charles damage

- Charles has to pit at the end of lap 1

- Sigh

- Lando fastest lap (3)

- Horrible day for Tifosi 3.0

- When will Charles get lapped this time?

- Oscar passes Checo :) (7)

- There go my hopes and dreams of a McLaren 1-2

- But hey we still got 62 laps to go

- Yaaaaawn

- Kev and Danny pit (11)

- Both on hards

- Nico and Fernando pit (12)

- Haas boys pulling each other along with DRS constantly

- "Kevin save tires" "No fuck that" LMAO KMAG THE MAN THAT YOU ARE

- Max complains about wheelspin (14)

- A WILLIAMS OVERTOOK A FERRARI.

- This must be a feverdream

- Charles really gave away all his luck for Monaco

- Charles pits again

- Oh brother.

- OH BROTHER.

- Pitlane window open

- GP HAD TO EXPLAIN TO MAX THE FERRARI IN FRONT OF HIM LMFAO

- Fernando dive-bombs Guanyu

- Lewis and Checo pit (22)

- Max and Lando pit (23)

- Fernando 10 second penalty

- Oscar first for now

- Literally everyone complains (It's the Austrian air)

- Lewis 5-second-penalty

- Max unsafe release mayhaps?

- Under investigation

- 6,9 second gap between Max and Lando (nice)

- Max gear problems? Stay in seventh something something idk

- "Predicted to finish in the points even without safety car"

- are you sure about that Bryan

- Checo 5-second-penalty for speeding in the pitlane

- Alpine French civil war 2.0?

- Lando fastest lap (34)

- Charles pits again... and we got a problem.

- Oh dear.

- Ferrari when I catch you Ferrari

- Just had to go and get Charlie lapped.

- Max "struggling with the tires all of a sudden" Verstappen

- Alpine French civil war still going (41)

- The boys are fighting

- Pierre won the war (for now)

- Charles is suddenly in 12th

- Maybe points are still possible after all??

- OSCAR P3

- Alex 5-second-penalty

- Max "I can't hold this much longer behind" Verstappen

- Max "Tires are fucked man" Verstappen

- Sorry this is the only interesting thing happening rn

- Lando and Max pit (52)

- Max slow stop

- We're so back

- Checo 5-second-penalty for speeding in the pitlane

- My man you're supposed to be fast on the track not in the pitlane

- This is getting exciting!!

- Both Haas terrorising Red Bulls

- Lando almost in DRS window

- Lando in DRS window!!! (54)

- FIGHT!

- AAAAAAAAH!

- Max "something is wrong with the car" Verstappen

- Max doesn't like his options

- Lando closing in

- Lando track limits

- Oh no

- Lando went wide

- My poor heart

- It's getting spicy

- OH FUCK

- CONTACT BETWEEN MAX AND LANDO (66)

- Both have a puncture🥲

- Lando retires😭

- it's so over

- BUT OSCAR WIN MAYBE?

- Virtual Safety Car (66)

- Oscar is my last hope

- Max 10-second-penalty

- Not like it changes anything

- George win confirmed

- "Yabadabadoo" George is a Seb kinnie confirmed

- Holy shit this was chaos

- I don't know how to feel about this

- At least Oscar got P2

- Honorable mention: Checo still finished behind Max after all that

- Siiiiigh

- I'm sweating as if I was sitting in a racecar myself

- feel free to add on... :)

Hoo boy... this was a day. Yep. Mhm. A day.

Lots of penalties, lots of chaos, divebombs everywhere, the holy quartet of drivers being done with their teams (Kmag, Estie bestie, Charles, Fernando), Checo still finishing behind Max after the man literally murdered Lando and had a puncture... I could keep talking, but this is already half a book, lmao. If you read until here, you're cool :)

[wisecrackingeric-2]

((Redoing this cuz TUMBLR FLAGGED IT DAMNIT))

20 Questions for Fic Authors !!

Thank you S O SOSOSOSOOSSOSO MUCH @sunhatllama & @courtofparrots for tagging me!!!!! :DDD

1. How many works do you have??

36!!

2. What is your AO3 word count??

202,659!!!!!!!!! God fucking damn!!!!!!!!!!!!!

3. What fandoms do you write for??

Just Resident Evil!! :D

4. What are your top 5 fics by Kudos??

1. All You Have To Do Is Ask

2. Your Drunk Words Are Sober Thoughts

3. Leon (Finally) Gets Top Surgery

4. Anemoia

And Love Me Like There’s No Tomorrow in that order!!

5. Do you respond to comments??

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES EVEN IF IT TAKES ME FOREVER I ADORE COMMENTS THEY KEEP ME GOING

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending??

OOOOOUGHH this is hard because I am ALLERGIC to writing angst BXBDHENSJ I don’t know why I just struggle to do it!!!! I always feel too bad for the characters!!!!! But if I HAD to pick I’d proooobably say It Was Only Yesterday for @aquarelacosmica because old age is sad I guess BXNENNEDJ

7. What is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending??

Literally all of them HDBEHENDJJ happy endings are guaranteed with all my fics but if I had to chose my favourites, they’d be, in no particular order;

1. Marido

2. Matteo

3. Beautiful Boy

4. New Years

5. I’ll Help You Pray

And 6. Save A Horse, Ride A Cowboy!!

8. Do you get hate on fics??

Not so far thank god!! I’ve definitely received WEIRD or overbearing comments but no hate!

9. Do you write smut??

My only NS f W fic is Feeling Loved, and it’s more a piece on Luis’ chronic pain and self esteem after RE4 than it is smut I’d say!! It’s very near and dear to my heart <3

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest crossover you’ve written??

I’ve never WRITTEN a crossover HOWEVER I have PLENTY of AU’s in my art tag!!! I’d love to write my Warriors Serennedy AU out someday though!

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen??

Nope!!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated??

I’ve actually been asked by somebody before if they could translate my fic one time!!! I don’t remember which it was, but I had to politely decline since I didn’t know the language and wouldn’t be able to crowd control the response, but they were super duper polite and kind about it!!!!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before??

I’ve never co-written a fic per se but I’ve definitely had my friends bounce ideas between me and help me with proofreading!!!!! Ily guys <<<<333

14. What’s your all-time favourite ship?

leans on the suspiciously serennedy-shaped box standing in my room Why do you wanna know?

15. What’s a WIP you’d wanna finish but doubt you ever will??

I have quite a handful that I’ve started but unfortunately lost the momentum for and can’t find it again.

Writing is a lot like art for me- if inspiration strikes I have to do it THEN AND THERE or else I’ll lose the groove for the kind of style/inspo I wanted to do it in, and unfortunately I had to give up quite a few fanfic projects this year to focus on art and also mainly cuz the beginning of this year has been VEEEEEERY tough and I always prioritise my art over writing unfortunately!!

I’m proud of myself for finishing (I’m Just A) Sweet Transvestite though- that one was made through blood sweat and tears :,)

16. What are your writing strengths?

UHHHH NO CLUE!!! I’ve been TOLD it’s how I characterise my characters and how I write dialog, but I think the easiest thing for ME is describing scenes so I dunno!!

17. What are your writing weaknesses??

Can saying ‘everything’ count HFNEHENDJ I’m more of an artist than a writer!! But I think the thing I struggle with the most is stretching out important emotional beats. And also commas.

18. Thoughts on writing dialog in another language??

I do it all the time for Luis so Hell Yeah!!! Thank you Wilfreeeeeeeddd for helpiiiinnngg <<<33

19. First fandom you wrote for??

Also Resident Evil!! Serennedy has a violent chokehold on me

20. Favourite fic you’ve written??

(I’m Just A) Sweet Transvestite !! I am S O proud of myself for finishing it man!!!!! I went through HELL and back writing it and I made something that means a lot to me!!!!!!

Tagging @blveherb , @geddy-leesbian , @leonsbunny , @hamartia-grander , @ugetelynx , @theprestigegirly @mooseonahunt and anyone else who wants to join!! :DD

[ishouldreallybeelsewhere]

i didn't know tumblr had a limit on tags until THEY DELETED MY CONCLUSION OF THE FUKCING THING I WAS WRITING WHEN I POSTED IT DAMNIT

i mostly just discussed the different lenses through which one my experience a text (tv shows are included as texts) and how tumblr specifically primes its users to view things through the lens of a fandom culture that prioritises shipping and simplifying characters over genuine analysis of the text, stripping it down in a way that is fun, but inherently limiting. I said a bunch of other stuff that was important to me but i can't remember it and now it's gone forever so who cares

[zhengzi]

damnit, i have a strong compulsion now to attempt learning japanese again

even though im trying to prioritise chinese and korean atm...

[marveltaughtmetoread]

Do you know how low the bar is for me to like a straight ship in Action, do you know how low it is:

Don't distract me with her decolletage (sure it can be written to be in character but how many stories actually even make it part of her character and how many stories still prioritise the fan service over the rest of her character)

And actually have the pair supporting each other as equal partners, none of this he's the action hero, she's the emotional support, no I want both of them to be action heroes, who are working together because it suits them god damnit

Do you know how many Action stories have achieved that

Well I just got excited over an action comic achieving it, so you know

[stromeuh]

bowness might not be the best coach but he sure as hell is a great person who cares about his players 

[voidoftetris]

GOD i just rewatched man who would be king i forgot how good that episode is. enhanced by my knowledge of the events of november 5th

[meddlecine]

You haven’t studied, and it shows.

“What caused the jaundiced appearance in the patient?” the consultant asked expectantly of me.

“Errrr,” I paused, trying to give off an air that I had at least one piece of relevant information inside my head. The 5 other med students in my group stared nervously at me, probably grateful that they weren't being asked this question themselves. Or maybe they were nervous that I couldn’t answer such a simple question.

I looked up towards the ceiling as if that’s where the answer would be. (Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.) An uncomfortable amount of time had passed in silence, and disappointingly, the answer still hadn’t magically appeared in my mind. Eventually, I looked back at the consultant and muttered, “I’m not sure, sorry,” as if he didn’t already know that I had absolutely zero idea.

Without any acknowledgement, he fired out the next student’s name. “Right, Oliver, what’s the answer?”

“Excess bilirubin,” Oliver confidently answered without missing a beat. Damnit. I did know that one.

The cycle of questions continued over and over and over, the consultant either being so skilled at hiding his disappointment in my lack of ability to answer a single question today, or, he simply did not care. For weeks now I’d been prioritising my job and clients over my studies, and today, it showed.

We headed back to the elevator. “One last one for today,” he began. Oh gosh. Here we go. “What food is high in potassium?”, he asked. Finally, something I could answer.

“Bananas!” I spat out, beaming with pride that I could show that I had a glimpse of knowledge. Still counts as a win, right?

But... lesson learned. So, here’s a question that you can all answer. How should you never, ever turn up to the wards?

I’ll tell you: completely unprepared. 

Take it from someone who just spent the whole day feeling woefully out of her depth. Let’s hope that I manage to get my act together before our next placement day...!

[megadan94]

"Looks like mittens is getting... distracted"

This line is important, because it's the only time Odalia expresses an objection to Amity's friendships without a facade.

She's not talking to anyone but herself, and it's her initial reaction to this situation. Every other time she's expressed such an objection, both in 'Understanding Willow', and later in this same episode, she's having to justify her objections to someone else, after presumably having had some time to think of excuses and prepare a speech.

Because of this, I think that line is most representative of her real reasons for not wanting Amity to be friends with those three, and it's... Absolutely Horrible!

Like, all Luz&co have done to cause this is be good friends to Amity, enough that she's emotionally attached to them, enough that she'd want to save a photo of them, and more to the point, enough that she might prioritise them over her parent's interests. The fact that Amity has friends, has anything she cares about that isn't school, career, and helping the family business, is a BAD thing to Odalia.

Imagine that kind of mindset! Imagine seeing your own child make a friend, who's supportive, kind, and all around good to them, and the only thought that comes into your mind is "damnit, now they'll be less focused on helping me scam customers into buying my faulty products", and that angers you enough to sabotage their friendship. That's... evil!

What really drives home how evil this is, is that the archetype we previously thought she was; the snooty, overly judgemental, prejudiced, upperclass parent, was an act! An act that she puts up to disguise the fact that she just wants to isolate Amity, to deprive her of finding joy in anything that she herself doesn't benefit from. She's such a horrible person, that she has to put up the facade of a different type of horrible person just to make herself look better!

[aworldoffandoms]

Prompt No.34 it has always been you for Ethan×MC😄

Authors Note: This one is angsty and fluffy at the end. It took me a while to figure out how to write this prompt. I hope you like it nonetheless! This is the last prompt aswell. Thanks to all who have read and reblogged and/or commented on each one! Your words make me want to write and write forever! Thanks for making me smile 🥰

Thanks for the prompt, @sanchita012​! I hope you enjoy 💕

Prompt is: it has always been you

Prompt is in bold.

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Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC [Nicolette Valentine]

Word Count: 1, 270 +/- 

Rating: G

Warnings: Angst. And fluff too...at the end.

Summary: Ethan is devastated when he finds Nicolette has packed her things. What will he do next?

I’m tagging my OH tag list but please let me know if you’d like to stay on it or would like to be removed.

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Disclaimer: All rights reserved to Pixelberry and all characters belong to them.

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LAST CHANCE

Ethan’s heart threatens to shatter inside his chest as he stares at Nicolette, her bags packed as they rest in the entrance of the condo they have shared together for the past five years. Her face is resigned, but the warmth of her gaze almost drowns him. 

He knows why she’s doing this but the look on her face, like he was the centre of her world even when she was hurting still shook him. It’s what almost pulls him under the crashing waves of misery that surrounds him. 

He doesn’t deserve her. He never has. 

“Nicolette...please, don’t go.” 

Ethan’s voice is small, vulnerable, like that of someone begging for the last scrap of food. It’s humiliating to him but he can’t help it. He doesn’t want his wife to go. He can’t fathom the idea.

Nicolette gives her husband a small smile, the corners of her lips lift up in a rueful grin but she shakes her head. “I need to go, Ethan. I can’t live like this anymore.” 

“Of course you can, honey, I—” 

A sharp shake of Nicolette’s head cuts him off and he stands there helpless as he watches his wife gather the last of her belongings, slipping her phone and purse into her satchel.

The next words out of her mouth are gentle, almost as if she doesn’t want to frighten a small child but they ring inside Ethan’s head like a foghorn.  

“No, Ethan. I don’t. I feel like I haven’t been a priority in your life...not for a while anyway. We are both doctors, yes, and our schedules are unpredictable but I need a partner who can separate himself from his job and...you can’t do that.” 

A rush of defiance blazes through his stomach and he stands up straight, fingers curling into his palm. “Don’t you dare say that I haven’t prioritised. I’ve been doing the best I can.”

Nicolette’s mouth twists into a scowl and her green eyes flash with anger. “Well, you haven’t been ‘doing your best’ hard enough.” 

She folds her arms against her chest and continues, her eyebrows furrow in displeasure. “If I have been first in your list of priorities then why have I been coming home to an empty house and have spent the last few months sharing a meal with no-one but myself wondering when my husband will be home? How many times must we do this, Ethan?” 

A rush of guilt hits him and he staggers back against the ice in her words, the stone-cold truth hitting him in the chest. The chill seems to sink into every nerve of his body and he forgets to breathe as he shudders.

Damnit. Why does she always have to be right?

He’s made the mistake one too many times of being so consumed with his work that he often forgets he has a wife to come home to. There is always a part of him that thinks that she’ll understand because he’s helping people and it’s the duty of being a doctor that demands his attention so she’ll easily forgive him because it’s her duty too.

Ethan also ruminates that because he’s been a lone wolf for the better part of his life that it’s easy to slip into that mindset of getting the job done and Edenbrook being his main focus, however, as he thinks that now, it’s a piss-poor excuse. 

This is his fault. 

A heavy sigh leaves him and he runs a hand through his hair. His heart beats a million miles and almost pulses right out of his chest. He needs to centre himself before his knees give out from under him from the crushing sadness that’s enveloped him since he arrived home to find Nicolette packing her things. 

He decides to try one more time. 

“Please, Nicolette. Don’t leave. I don’t know what I’d do without you. I love you.” 

Nicolette’s eyes water and her lip quivers. Her chest twinges with pain and she breathes in a shuddering breath. His words are raw and full of desperate need that it strikes her like a thousand knives right through her chest.

Don’t say that to me, Ethan. It hurts.

“Ethan…” 

She whispers his name and Ethan takes the chance to gather her in his arms, his arms pulling her to his chest. He holds on to her, so tight that he worries that she can’t breathe but when she relaxes against him, he closes his eyes and just soaks in everything that is Nicolette. Her strawberry and coconut-scented shampoo, her perfume, her petite frame that fit perfectly within his arms. 

He lowers his head so he’s nose is against her neck, her auburn hair covering his face like a fiery silky curtain. He takes a deep breath and speaks against her skin. 

“Nicolette. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry for failing you. I know that I made this mistake yet again but... if you left I don’t know what I’d do. You are everything to me. I know my priorities have been shitty but no matter how much of an idiot I am, you must know that it has always been you. You are my wife. I’m the stupid jerk who doesn’t always see that and now I’m running the risk of losing you forever and it would break me if you walked out of that door. I will shatter, Nicolette.” 

Ethan’s last words seem to linger, as the apartment grows quiet. Nicolette thinks over his words, her arms still securely wrapped around him. Nicolette further melts into him and Ethan hopes that she has taken his words to heart because they were the god to honest truth. 

She pulls away from him and stares at him, her green eyes glassy. She runs a hand down his jaw and Ethan leans into the touch, his own eyes closing against the warmth of her hand. 

Nicolette clears her throat. “How will I know that you’ll be here? I can’t keep clinging to hope when it turns out to be unfounded when you don’t come home. I don’t want you to change fundamentally, Ethan. I just want you to be here. I miss you. I want my husband back.” 

Nicolette’s voice cracks at the last few words and Ethan’s heart cracks along with it. His eyes snap open and finds tears running down Nicolette’s face and he quickly wipes them away and tries to also wipe away her fears because this was on him. 

“I know, Nicolette. You have me. You have always had me. Body and soul. I will spend the rest of my life being the best husband I can be for you and if you find me slipping back into my habits again feel free to smack me upside the head. I’d probably deserve it.”

Nicolette grins and she leans forward to press her forehead against his. “Well...that’s reassuring I suppose.” 

Ethan lets out a short huff of laughter. “It’s the truth. I love you, Nicolette. I’d take anything you throw at me if it means you’ll stay.” 

Nicolette wraps her arms around Ethan’s torso and lays her head against his chest, the flutter of his heartbeat a steady rhythm against her ear. She closes her eyes and melts into his embrace. “No matter what you’ve done, I love you, Ethan. That’s not going to change.” 

They stand there for a while, both drinking in each other before Nicolette suddenly pulls away and fixes him with a glare. “Promise me that you’ll make time for us. I need you here, Ethan. Bring your work home with you if you want. I just want you here with me. That’s all I ask.” 

Ethan is nodding before she finishes her sentence and he tucks some flyaway hair behind her ear. “It’s done. I will never spend another night in my office again. You have my word.” 

After searching his face for any faults or signs of reluctance and finds none, she nods. 

“Okay.”

Ethan smiles against her hair, his heart feeling lighter and his soul brighter than it ever has been. He’ll never take her for granted again.

“Ethan?” 

“Yes, my love?” 

���Can you help me unpack my stuff?” 

Ethan kisses the crown of his wife’s head, squeezing her tightly to him before letting her go.

“Gladly.”  

[fuckyeahscienceparty]

Would medic and engie give eachother a Lil special treatment on the battlefield. Like engineer using the wrangler to keep enemies off medic's back specifically, medic prioritising engie for heals. The good shit. (Also pls Just Imagine medic going for a panic kritzkrieg Uber on engineer and engie, who was just minding his business whacking his dispenser, just going apeshit on the enemy team cause damnit he's not gonna let medic down)

while they're both reasonable enough to realize that they're two classes that really don't have to interact with each other if they can get away with it, i think they still look out for each other admittedly more than they would admit

engie is almost always watching medic's back. obviously his main goal is making sure the enemy team doesn't make their objective and that comes first and foremost, but if medic's made it known someone specifically is giving him a hard time or if he's running past and there are enemies after him, he will not hesitate to focus them

medic on the other hand knows there isn't really a whole lot he can do for engie battle-wise (since he's got his dispenser and, uh, Big Gun) unless his nest got destroyed but if he has time, he can't help but pop in and overheal him and see how things are going before running back in to make sure everyone else is still alive

also i can only imagine that going smth like:

medic: *running and screaming and ubering the first person in his peripheral vision*

engie: ???? doc what on earth are you-

medic, frantically motioning to the pack of enemies coming for his ass: i dOn't KNOW. I DON't KNOW!! OK!!!! JUST HIT SOME SHIT!!!!!!!

engie, cracking his knuckles: yeehaw, ok

[dhwty-writes]

Spare owbabh? Please good author, can you spare some owbabh? 🥺🥺🥺

My dear reader, please accept this humble offering I lay before your feet:

It didn't take long for the door to open again. "Finally!" Jaskier meant to say as he turned on his heel. What got out was more of a garble: "Hngh." Geralt looked... dashing. There was no other word for it, truly. Well other than 'otherworldly beautiful and I can't decide whether the outfit choice was the best or worst idea I had in a long time and shit, I really should have taken that into consideration; he's not yours to keep, Jaskier, get it together, gods damnit!'

Yeah, dashing was much easier than that. Blue suited him, but Jaskier had already known that. He had chosen the outfit for their last ball together as well, after all. But in contrast to that disastrous outfit, the witcher wore clothes that actually fit him, instead of too small things Jaskier had pulled out of his bag. And on top of that, the witcher had the audacity to smirk. "You approve, my lord?"

"I do," Jaskier managed without embarrassing himself further. "We should go," he decreed. "The Count and Countess will make their appearance soon; it is considered terribly impolite to arrive after them."

"And you're only aiming for impolite?" Geralt teased.

It also comes with a sincere apology. I know that I haven’t updated in over two months and I know that that should be more and enough time to write two passable chapters, especially since I wrote ten times as much in the months prior to this accidental hiatus. However, I have to admit that the two chapters are not finished yet.

There’s a lot of stuff happening in real life right now that, unfortunately, has to be prioritised over writing fanfiction. Additionally (and I’m honestly not quite sure how it happened) I had kind of a drop after finishing my secret santa fic (AKA the reason why I didn’t write in december). The reason why I didn’t write in january is just that there seems to be nothing at all inside my head that begs to be written. I tried to write some things, hated most of it, posted some of it. Took me some time to figure that out (and I’m still not done doing so).

All in all, I am kind of a mess at the moment, I’m doing my best to get that update to you as soon as possible, but I won’t make any promises, since I don’t want to break them. But you can rest assured that I have not abandoned that fic, I have not abandoned that universe, and I have certainly not abandoned writing for this fandom in general. There is some process, albeit it’s slow. (There has been significant process in worldbuilding that is entirely unrelated to the story. Like, how Lettenhove was built, the history of the Pankratz family, and so on, and so forth. Would you guys be interested in that?)

Again, I am very sorry for the long wait, although asks like this warm my heart. It’s good to know that people still care about this fic, even though I haven’t been the best author lately.

Thank you, dear reader, and all you others who are with me for this journey out there. Hang in there, there will be a continuation <3