“Although our summer is over, another will come soon. When it does, imagine me there with you… spending our days on the beach… watching every sunset melt into the sea… And gazing at the stars that fill our hearts with wonder… Because with you is exactly where I will be."
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Pov: it is 2016 and you are pressing the play button on what you thought was a 'fun summer holiday book' not knowing that this will change the entire trajectory of your mind, body and soul as you know it: 😄👉📱


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trying to cope after replaying ES by making shitty memes laughs in pain
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me rn
I'm rereading Endless Summer and like... I forgot how much I love Jake McKenzie.
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help it's 10:35 in the morning and i should be doing something productive instead i'm screaming at myself for being such a gigantic jake simp
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I’m sure this has been done before, I just miss old Choices right now.
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Can we take a moment to talk about Jake and MC?
I can’t help but love this man. Just look at that!!
I’m a sucker for light touches and meaningful looks… Jake delivers so well!! And we we weren’t even dating! (yet)
As you may know, I’m replaying this game, along with the wonderful story and the group dynamics, Jake is definitely the best part of this book.
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Violet Evergarden Chronological Index
My translations of the Violet Evergarden novels following its timeline, made for anyone who would like to would like to try reading it in the subsequent order of events. If you can, please support the creators by buying the official releases here. In case of wishing to re-translate this into other languages, contact me here. If anyone is feeling generous, please consider donating to my Ko-fi or PayPal. ( ╹◡╹)っ’・*
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Violet Evergarden Novel Index
Masterpost of my English translations of the main story. If you can, please support the creators by buying the official releases here. In case of wishing to re-translate this into other languages, contact me here. If anyone is feeling generous, please consider donating to my Ko-fi or PayPal. ( ╹◡╹)っ’・*
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i’m just glad we survived again. it’s not very fair to the others but… you guys are special to me.
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God I fucking hate Olaf the snowman so fucking much holy shit. Holy shit, every frame he's in, every scene, every gif, every jpeg, he's got this painfully vacant, stupid as shit, fuckass look on his stupid lumpy face. Absolutely no part of his ugly as sin piece of shit character design is endearing. His stupid fucking legs? Who the hell makes a snowman with legs. His dumb flaily fucking twig arms? His shitty, lumpy bastard head? The three thousand percent unnecessary dumbass shitass fucking SNOW BUCK TOOTH that no snowman has EVER FUCKING HAD IN tHE HISTORY OF GOD'S GREEN FUCKING EARTH? God, I hate him. I hate him so much. So FUCKING much. Every time I see a stuffed toy Olaf or an Olaf gif or a shitty goddamn commercial, it ignites my primal rage response and I'm overcome by the need to punt this shitty little homunculus into the fucking sun. "Bhurr blur, I'm Olaf the fuckshit snow fucker, I like warm hugs". Fuck you. Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you. You look like Tow Mater summoned a patronus. Your dumb fucking twig hair makes your whole shitty head look like a hairy skin tag. I hate your dumb fucking lumpy carrot nose and your stupid, empty googly eyes and your over-the-top goofy ass upbeat asshole personality. Any scene he's sad it invokes all the wrath and fury of a spoiled child having a meltdown over a chocolate bar in a w*lmart checkout line. And I know its irrational. That's the worst part. I know he's just a shitty fucking side character in a stupid fucking children's movie, I know it doesn't matter, I know I shouldn't care. But that's part of the problem. The part where no matter the might and fury of my hatred, the locus of my homicidal intent is alltogether inconsequential. I find myself laying awake in the dark in the early hours of the morning consumed by the spirit of Wrath itself, all the force and might of a flaming hurricane directed at a bottle of piss in a ditch by the highway. The absurdity of it all burns me to my core. What better things could this energy be directed towards? And yet my disdain for this stupid, useless, insubstantial failure of endearing character design utterly eclipses the intrigue of all other pursuits. I hate him. I hate him on a level of my mind reserved for the worst of the world's array of sinners, and I can't even begin to justify it. Shitstick the snow dick is, for all intents and purposes, the animated corpse of all of humanity's saccharine pretenses- every condescending, passive-aggressive statement of meaningless upper middle class suburban drama distilled into a single, hateable form. The fucking. Fuck. I have no words. There is no cuss or epithet in any language that can encapsulate the height of the emotions I am experiencing. God, I hate him so much. I hate him so, so fucking much. I want to light his ugly little dumpster body on fire. I want to graphically beat him to death with his own stupid fucking nose. I want to punch him to death. You know that weird feeling you get, when you see a picture of something so cute you find yourself overcome with the bizarre, inexplicable urge to squeeze it? It's EXACTLY like that, except instead of cuteness it's disgust. The wordless knowledge that his existence as a fictional work is evidence of all the failures of mankind. I find myself possessed by the will of a Holy Angel gone rogue with the belief that God has made a mistake, and I alone must correct it. This is the trial by which Samael himself fell from grace. This wild, meaningless rage. A thousand blades of shining steel cast with inhuman force in the direction of a plastic grocery bag floating on a breeze. What horrors must I have committed in a past life to be plagued by this torment now? I must Unmake this fictional snowman
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