#I don't know if its that I don't want to see a 2nd movie ruin the books further

[discjude]

sigh

[lime1991]

hold on i have to recraft my trolls age hc... i just learned there was a brozone website and on said site we have:

January 2nd 1999 is, maybe, Branch's birthday? And instead of being like "awesome im a big brother" Floyd just goes "thank god im not the baby anymore" after hes born.

Baby Branch's oldest message is this:

February 26th 1999. He's over a month old at this point, but the phrasing of "tonight's show" leads me to believe he was part of the band from literal birth (also why Floyd's first reaction to his birth is "thank you for saving me") and therefore this isnt his first show.

The last logins for all of the brothers is March 11th 1999

And just a day before, according to John Dory, new merch dropped

Soooo i think its safe to say around March 11th 1999 is when the band broke up after their ruined performance, which makes sense that it was also the last time any of them logged into the website. (though i think it would be sad and sweet if it showed branch had logged into it sometime recently but whatever)

So that brings me back around to the age thing.

The trollspedia page states Poppy is around 21-23, and I agree and am more inclined towards 22-23 personally. Seeing as Branch was born in January 1999, he'd be 24 in 2023. But the only thing that confuses me a little is Branch saying its been 20 years since the band broke up:

For 1999 to be 20 years ago, that would mean the movie takes place in 2019. And... honestly that's not too far off from 2023 so i don't mind that being the case, its always vague about what year its meant to be, a lot of animated movies are like this. Also i wanna bring up that the song Bridget and Poppy sing in the beginning (Good As Hell by Lizzo) came out in 2019, SO... its not impossible that the movie is meant to take place in 2019.

SO... with this all in mind... my new theory/headcanon:

As of 2019...

John Dory - 39 Bruce - 38 Clay - 33 Floyd - 28 Branch - 20

And as of 1999...

John Dory - 19 Spruce - 18 Clay - 13 Floyd - 8 Branch - 2 months

ALSO lets not forget the fact that troll age stages are different from humans', a 2 month old is singing and dancing in a boyband. They tend to mature past their actual age really quickly.

(i know these are country trolls, but the idea is still there. as soon as they pop out the egg, trolls are basically toddlers)

And I've tried to keep my theory compliant with what the wikia says (like how Clay's 1999 self is referred to as a teenager, therefore i made him 13) because i believe theyre mostly right. however. i also believe the movie takes place in 2019, not 2023. even if that wasnt the intention of dreamworks, they wrote in the script that its been 20 years since 1999... that can literally only be 2019 lol.

But if we want to imagine it takes place in 2023, heres age hcs for that too:

John Dory - 43 Bruce - 42 Clay - 37 Floyd - 32 Branch - 24

Btw this means, in my hc, Poppy is 19 in 2019 and 23 in 2023, as is implied in the wiki. Which makes sense to me, because Branch is obviously older than her by at least a year. With my hc that Bruce and JD are only a year apart (again, in compliance with the wikia that claims JD was a teenager in 1999 and therefore not 20 like i want him to be. and making the "heart throb" not a minor bc thats weird to me) the moment where Poppy calls JD the "old one" but later fawns over Bruce is made extra funny when the two of them are so close in age.

But i want to say for the millionth time so nobody gets confused bc of all these numbers: I THINK BAND TOGETHER TAKES PLACE IN 2019!!! not 2023. And don't even ask about how the first movie truly fits into this, I DONT KNOW, they definitely did not fully think through a trilogy in 2016. Some things are just a product of when they came out and thats ok.

[tcookies777]

I’m sorry to see those entitled readers that are b!tching about the ending of act 1 and the lack of smut. I hope you can take a good rest and ignore them. At first I was sad that it’s gonna be a really long time before the 2nd act start but now seeing these people constant b!tching about the pacing, I hope you take a break as long as you want and hopefully those readers turn to dust by then. I know you said you will finish this fic but If I were you, I would have stopped writing (Please don’t abandon this fic though🥺) so these little sh!ts get nothing. I’m sorry you have to constantly deal with these people for such a long time now but thank you for not giving up on TAOL.

On a side note, the animation quality for Sasuke retsuden……it’s over for us💀 . We can only rely on the manga now.

There are many times when I just want to abandon TAOL. I have all the outlines for the chapters done like a movie script, so technically I can read the story just fine for myself. There are also plenty of other fanfic projects I've been eager to work on.

But then I am reminded of a story that I was telling another reader in a chat just earlier:

The whole time the writer had been updating the fic, she had been secretly battling cancer too. Of course, that's not something you'd want to tell your readers and neither is it their business to know. And sadly she received very few comments when updating. Most of the readers wanted to wait until later in the story or at its end to comment at all.

But the moment she stopped updating, everyone came out of the woodwork to flood her comment section demanding when the next update is. They were getting sick and tired of waiting. It was a mystery fic so many questions they had about the story were left unanswered. So the more they got impatient. When the author didn't respond (because she had died of course), they started flooding her comments with hate, harassment, and insults, and such entitlement to make your lip curl in disgust. Out of the whole sea of vile comments, only 1 reader had bothered to stand up for her. To this day, it's still the most toxic comment section I'd ever laid eyes on.

Every time I think of that writer, I think of all the other writers who had abandoned their fics. They already have so much to deal with in real life, and constant harassment or entitlement from even 1 reader is more than enough to wear them out. So they quit the fic. I've heard some writers even fake their own deaths just so that they can abandon their fic and avoid harassment from enraged readers. Some writers, unfortunately, even commit suicide because of all the online abuse.

So while I do take breaks from the fic for my own sanity and health, I don't want to abandon the fic because it feels like I'm letting the haters win. And also I've been receiving so much support and kindness from so many readers like you. I know very well that only like 5% of my audience are trolls and haters - everyone else has just been wonderful. Like I said in that Love Note, it's not fair to punish all of you guys just because of the crimes of the few.

As an aside, I want to apologize that you guys even had to see this whole mess in the first place. I hate that it's ruined the fanfiction experience of so many readers.

Also, I haven't seen the animation for Sasuke Retsuden yet, but now I am terrified after seeing your Ask 😰 I already had low expectations to begin with because I actually don't like the current animation style for Boruto. Especially the faces... they look so weirdly chibi because the jawlines are rounded too much for my taste.

Idk maybe it's Dad weight 😂

But also, I was still hoping that the animation team behind the Shinden season would animate Sasuke Retsuden. I mean Shinden season animated many of the other Retsuden novels anyway. The Shinden arc was like the peak animation.

But you're right, at least we still have the manga :')

[bf-skz]

24 to 25 days of SKZMAS | December 21st - Jisung

pairing: Han Jisung x Reader

genre: mutual pining

synopsis: Jisung and his crush work desk by desk at the marketing department of JY Publishing. Jisung is completely unaware of the mutual attraction but seems like only these two are oblivious to the sparks between them. They migth need a Christmas miracle to realize their romance is not hopeless after all.

warnings: light cursing, slow burn

words: 1177

21st day of SKZMAS

December 21st

“Why the long face?” Jisung asks, nudging Felix with his elbow. The two of them are decorating the hallway on the 2nd floor, and despite Jisung's love for slacking off, he is glad to help Felix. Especially since his bestie has bailed out on them.

“I'm fine!” Felix says, giving him a big fake smile and Jisung is having none of it.

“Don't try to fool me, I am the master of fake smiles.” he says, maybe more proudly than he should.

“But really! I'm okay, I can do this.”

“Are we talking about decorating or…?”

“Ah, I… guess we aren't.” Felix says, his smile somehow sadder than before and Jisung knows he was right. Felix is bummed out.

“I'm here to listen.”

“Yeah.” Lix says and there is a moment of silence before he goes on. “I think I was being an idiot.”

“What makes you think that?” Jisung asks with a hum, in no way hinting at the contrary.

“Well, I think I should've talked to them. About my… feeling, you know?” he mumbles, measuring the garland on the side of the elevator before cutting it to size. “I don't know, it seemed stupid at the time… like, is confessing and getting it off my chest worth potentially ruining our friendship?”

Jisung thinks about his answer for a second.

“Well, I think secrets ruin a friendship more than anything.” he says eventually. “Especially if it's something you have to live with every day. You are clearly into them, and they are into you! And hey, I can see why. You're handsome, funny, and the kindest guy I've ever known.”

“Ah, stop that…” Felix says weakly, but his lips pull into a smile.

“No, I mean it! I bet they would love to be with you!” he enthuses even more. “Like, the play-flirting and all has to mean something, right? Even if you're generally not that oblivious to things, love is, like, a code language of its own! All the little touches and inside jokes and looks? That's some spy movie shit right there.” Jisung nods along wisely. “And before you know it, you are in the storage room on the 3rd floor, getting tipsy and almost making out before someone walks in on you.”

Felix blinks at Jisung, utterly confused.

“What?”

“What?” Jisung asks, with a frown.

“Making out in the-”

“Y'know, hypothetically.”

Felix is about to say something before he spots you approaching the two of them. He would signal at Jisung to stop talking, or at least keep it down, but if anyone, the two of you would need a wake-up call.

You notice the two gushing excitedly and you so badly want to eavesdrop. Jisung has been even more nervous around you ever since your almost kiss a week ago and you wonder if it actually means something for him. He still hasn’t asked you out, not even for the office party so it is safe to say that you are more doubtful about your situation than before. 

Jisung quickly whips around as he catches sight of you, his pretty smile turning into a nervous giggle. 

“Hi! Uhm, how is the decoration in the bathroom?” he asks, obviously trying to change the subject between the two of them.

“It’s like a pine tree threw up on it.” you announce proudly. “What's up with you two?”

“We were just talking about love.” Felix says, and Jisung gives the funniest little sound at that. Like a mixture of surprise and a burp getting stuck in his throat.

“Oh?” you tilt your head. “Is it about your friend?” You look at Felix. “Because they are so in love with you… ah, I miss talking to them.” you sigh and the two look at you as if they see an alien for the first time. “What? Was I not allowed to make friends?”

“No, that's- I mean sure! Yeah! Friends are great!” Jisung says, nodding along.

“Have they, by any chance… said anything to you?” Felix asks curiously. “About, well… me?”

“Only good thing, for sure.” You shrug. “I assumed you were a couple just the way they spoke of you so highly.”

“Oh, jeez.” Felix huffs, burying his face in his hands. “I'm such an idiot!”

“No, hey, you can still save this!!” Jisung says and exchanges a look with you. “You could, uh, try calling them-”

“I did. I do, like every other hour.”

“Um, might be drastic but go to their house and trap them in a corner? They wouldn't have a choice.” you suggest, lifting your hands.

“Well, we are actually neighbors…” Felix says unsurely.

“See? Perfect! You can just say you got confused on the way home.” Jisung says simply.

“Do you guys really think I should do that? Should I go and bother them till they want to talk to me?”

“I would for sure. I would want someone to go the extra mile for me to show they like me.” you admit, glancing over at Jisung. “And who knows, maybe basically living next to each other was the reason why you fell in love with him in the first place. I mean, uh, with them obviously.”

“Oh…” Felix says, catching the small glance and it makes him smile softly. “I see. Well, this is really good advice, isn't it, Jisung?”

“Yeah, uh, I couldn't have said it better myself.” Jisung says, and he is not sure it's still about Felix's love life.

Soon, you are done with decorating for the day, and Felix heads home right away to fix his relationship. You are left behind with Jisung, who seems to be deep in thought.

“You have been unusually quiet today.” you tell him as the two of you pack away at your table. “Is something wrong?”

“What- no! I'm fine.” Jisung says, giving you a smile. “It's just… I don't know.” he hums, because are you the right person to talk about this with? “I just see all these coworkers – my friends – have relationship problems… and it makes me think it's lucky that we're both single.” he says, pretending to busy himself with a box of garlands.

“A-are you?” you stutter, feeling your heart break into millions of pieces. “I mean, yeah, I get it.” you say quietly, worrying your lower lip between your teeth.

“Right? Because you see how Lix is, and Seungmin is also lovesick recently, Chan has problems at home and Changbin also broke up with his girlfriend.” Jisung says, as if he is trying to justify it for himself. “Relationships are hard. I'd rather have a bunch of friends than mess it up for everyone.”

“I guess.” you mumble sadly. “But I miss being loved the way a partner would love me.” you add a second later. “Sometimes, I just wish we were dating.” you say, thinking there is nothing to lose. 

“Yeah… I do, too.” Jisung says, catching your gaze before he picks up the box of decoration and turns around. “C'mon, let's put these away. I can't wait to get home.”

to be continued...

[plague-of-insomnia]

hm idk how ur gonna feel abt an ask like this but i do want to get smth off my chest & u seem p safe. feel free to delete if u want

i saw a post recently talking abt how "gay" got used as a slur a lot more than people acknowledge. and it got me thinking of my school years & how often it got thrown around.

thing is. and heres where my train of thought goes off the rails. i actually experienced the word "incest" as an attack more than the word "gay"... which. ill explain. but it really got me thinking on this whole purity culture & demonising of incest depicted in literature & yknow taking things too far with whats considered incest.

bc at the end of the day. the reason incest is illegal (mostly) is to prevent inbreeding & the health issues that come along with that. if ur not blood related then theres no problem.

and like. the reason i got called incestuous and generally ostracised was bc i was close with a boy in my year. like we dated for a week as 14 yros do. and at some point i discovered that hey. his last name is the same as my aunts and lo and behold hes my 2nd cousin thru marriage or smth. so. not incest at all.

anyway that p much ruined our friendship (& it was a friendship. i broke things off before i even knew we were related bc i just didnt feel the same way and we stayed friends for a little bit) all bc some kids couldnt let it go that we had the vaguest relation to each other. he got bullied for the rest of our school year & ive felt horribly guilty for leaving him bc i wanted to be "cool" & ended up without any close friends like we were.

sorry if thats a weird thing to put in ur inbox.

Hey, anon. I don't mind this ask. I hope you don't mind me replying publicly. (In future if you don't just say so.)

This post will be a bit long, so I'll go ahead and put it under a readmore.

TW for discussions of "gay" used in a negative way, and discussions of the use of the word "incest," and its association with child sexual abuse, though there's really nothing terribly bad here as I'm not going into detail on any of thse topics. (If you need something tagged, though, let me know.)

Now, I'm old as dirt by tumblr standards, and I remember VIVIDLY the word "gay" being used in a negative light. As a kid, I didn't really see it used as a "slur" per se, but it was used to mean something was bad.

Like, if you saw a movie that sucked, you'd say "Man, that movie was so gay." It meant something like "lame."

So obviously, it wasn't a good thing, and when I got a bit older and was explained why using the word was bad, I stopped, and fortunately most other kids did too and it mostly faded from use (in that sense) at least as far as I noticed.

(I'm not saying gay hasn't been used as a more nasty slur/word ofc, this is just my personal experience with it.)

Granted, keep in mind when I was in high school, our LGBTQ+ club was just the "Gay/Straight Alliance." Back then, it was basically, you were gay/lesbian, or you were an ally. We never talked about trans people or nonbinary people or ace/aro people. Ofc every one of those identities/kinds of people existed, but as far as my world went, they didn't. Most of my circle of friends was queer in some way, but many were closeted or semi-closeted for various reasons.

Anyway, sorry for that detour. Now, as to your incest situation. I'm sorry that happened to you. It definitely wasn't fair. You didn't have any way to know if you were related, and if/when you did it was "easy" to end the relationship. But kids are kids, and they always love to find a way to single people out, and they probably didn't really care what the actual truth was.

Even if you'd discovered having a similar name was total coincidence, I'm sure they'd still have bullied you for "incest."

I wasn't bullied for it, thankfully, but I did have a classmate in high school with the same last name as mine. My name is very common in some places, but where I lived at that time it was not, so everyone assumed we were fraternal twins. He was a nice enough guy, but I really didn't want people to think we were siblings. But no matter how many times we both explained we weren't related, no one believed us.

Sometimes, once someone makes their mind up about something, there's no changing it.

As for "abandoning" your friend because you didn't want to be left out and regretting it, I get that too. There was a guy I dated when I was around 16, and we were very passionate, but I think honestly I entered a major depressive episode and lost all interest in everything, including him, and... anyway, I regret how things ended between us even today, many, many years later. I wish I could shake my 16-year-old self and tell them not to be so cruel, but we can't change the past, only learn from it and move forward.

With regards to antis/purity culture taking incest so far, I do agree it has gotten ridiculous. As you said, the reason incest is taboo is because of inbreeding, because if your (general you) DNA is too closely related, you increase the chance of having major/significant diseases due to a lack of genetic diversity. But antis tend not to understand the WHY's behind things (since they also believe pedophilia is bad bc it's disgusting, and not because it hurts children, who become real grown adults).

But I have seen some really wild takes called incest. Like a ship from one fandom where the male and female characters are friends. A lot of people consider it "problematic" apparently, because they have a "sibling-like" relationship. They did not grow up together, they aren't related, and yet that's "incest" according to antis.

I do want to mention another reason that incest can/is considered so bad, and it's because, despite what antis may think, most sexual abuse of children comes from someone close to them in their lives, often a family member or close friend. So for a lot of people, when they think of "incest," they closely associate it with sexual abuse of a child. It's possible that's why antis get so upset about it. I don't know. But that is another aspect to it. (Ofc for you, in your past situation, you were both around the same age, so that's not the case, but that association is there.)

But, in the end, in fiction, it doesn't matter, because there are not actual children who can be conceived or harmed, and so the whole purpose behind why incest isn't allowed in many places in modern times doesn't exist.

I hope you're doing OK now, anon. Don't be to hard on yourself. A lot of people have done things when they were young teens they regret and wish they could "undo," but as long as you learned from that experience so you could become a better person than that 14-year-old version of you, I think you're doing OK.

Sending you some hugs. <3

[secret-ssociety]

a great part to being latin american, I think, is finding your culture somehow absorbed in americanisms. and I mean, being latin american, not 2nd, 3rd, 4th, 5th, etc. gen immigrant in the US, not knowing more than a few words in your parents' language and only having picked up that part from your identity when being latino became a trend on tiktok and only to the extent you could look a little like Maddy from Euphoria listening to Selena Quintanilla.

no. I mean growing up in the streets of México City in houses that aren't made of clay on top of an ancient aztec cemetery, as if all our continent wasn't itself an indigenous burial ground. I mean having deep within your veins the knowledge that fabelas are much more inclement than they look on whatever action movie that takes place around the carnival of Río. I mean squinting at the sight of Bogotá being presented as a tropical yet slightly desert-like town as if the city wasn't so cold it has its own type of flu.

I mean having the deep post-colonial experience of placing your forearm next to the mestizaje page of the history text book and think your skin colour is enough to tell the recipe of your mix. I mean that weird sense that all definitions of communism for us can't not be ambiguous because all the left wing leaders that have rised to power have been mysteriously killed and the ones who have succeeded are so bizarre they almost look like a satirical comedy on real life.

I mean looking for representation in cinema or literature and only finding the works of american authors who feel the need of advertising the fraction of latin blood on their veins (because only unbeknownst colonized people put percentages to their bloodline) who tell stories of a character with light brown skin who understands their parents' spanish but can't respond in the same tongue and live through the most whitewashed version of our myths, because for some reason la Llorona decided to pack her dead children into bags and move to Boston.

I know that the narrative of the immigrant and their children is important, but the narrative of the ones who stay is also important and it is strange to feel the need to say that latin people exist outside of the united states.

maybe this neo colonial rage comes from watching Encanto and having the deep colombian urge to gatekeep it from everyone whose ignorance could ruin it, but that urge was followed by the realization that I don't know enough about my own identity to know what I'm gatekeeping, because I'm looking for books of my land in articles written in english and that itself is proof that I, too, have fallen for it. raised by disney channel and nickelodeon, I have nurtured from my culture on the same level a white individual consumes from it.

and once I see the voice I've acquired, I cannot unsee it: it is my cousin who was born in the capital of vallenato, child to a woman from the very home of cumbia, who now as an adult dismisses all the music of his homeland because it could never offer him the same that Eminem offers him. it is my old friend who thinks watching the victoria's secret runway rubs off of her skin the wayúu ancestry.

and while I'm in this process of educating myself in art and wonder, I can't help but notice that out of all my stories, it is the ones which have a deep latin american influence, the ones filled with references to our culture that have the less engagement, almost as if they had passed under the radar.

and that angers me.

it angers me to the point I want not to write another character who wasn't born and raised in my country ever again, to the point I want to fill all my stories with hints that make everyone who reads them have to learn about the bloodiness of our myths, about the curses of our soil and the silent pains we inherit, to the point nothing I ever write can be read without the knowledge of how latin american magical realism has evolved into the gothic spectrum.

it angers me to the point I want to yell to everyone that the bandits that displaced the Madrigals from their village had a political affiliation that can't be ignored, that abuelo Pedro was murdered in a river because that's where we find our dead, that Macondo is and can only be in Colombia because the banana republic wasn't in central america.

it leads me to a state of wrath that I want to scream in people's faces about the Manigua, the spirit of the jungle that lures the white man into its foliage and feeds of their vital energy, and about the ancient belief that if we go into the river on holy thursday we'll turn into monsters that are half fish.

it makes me want to shove my history and my culture down the throat of everyone who consumes my content the same way other people's cultures has been pushed down mine.

[rosesanthology]

Not as Bad as i thought | Matsukawa Issei x reader

Okay so i've been thinking about this scenario for a WHILE now and im,,,,,not mad at how it turned out ? Lmao y'all see for yourselves

- songs :  • savage remix by Megan Thee Stallion feat Beyonce

                 • kimi no nawa theme song

- weather association au : dusk (i dont even know if that's seen as a weather but oh well-)

[Tags] : @raevaioli asked sooooo👀 @haikoo

- you weren't really sure how long you've been walking for

- you tried to recall the events from today with much difficulty as you strolled on the sideway at 4pm, still in school uniform but much messier than when you first got out of the house this morning, backpack lazily thrown over your left shoulder

- "and there goes a perfectly good weekend" you sighed, not talking to anyone in particular but yourself or maybe the occasional stray cat

- your house wasn't even close to the way you were going and you couldn't care less

- your phone had data anyway you could just search your way back in google maps (｀ε´)

- plus it's not like you walked across the whole country and you already called your mom to make up some excuse

- "we'll talk when you get back." She had told you over the phone , you were pretty sure that the school had informed her of what happened

- thinking about it made you sick to your stomach so you opted on just focusing on how much of an anime MC vibe you were giving off right now instead !!!

- i mean, basically running away after school to go on unplanned walks with a messy uniform while listening to the new savage remix by Megan and Beyonce ???? Pretty badass ngl (◡︿◡✿)

- if only your balance wasn't -2/10 then maybe you could even skateboard and act like you were in an indie movie

- but back to the matter at hand

- the anger swelled up inside you as you started to think over what had happened

- you were in the midst of a chemistry class and you had been paired up with none other than your toxic ex who made you feel like crap for the most random stuff

- you were literally just vibing trying to adjust the microscope and he just HAD to shove you out of the way because, allegedly, you "didn't know how to do it", causing you to back into another girl's test tubes and bunsen burner !!!

- WORSE IS THAT THAT GIRL STARTED YELLING AT YOU FOR RUINING HER WORK !!!! like damn it's not your fault

- luckily the teacher was kind enough to aknowledge your apology and scold the girl for yelling but still !!! You were angry !! (⋋▂⋌)

- so angry that you may....have started crying in class just cause beating the living hell out of your ex was just not something you could do and not get at least detention for-

- the embarassment of it all had caused you to storm out of the school at the first chance you had, not wanting to murder your ex or anybody else if they made any comments

- you were taken out of your internal turmoil in the middle of the sidewalk by the smell of the sea and well,,,,,the sight that was literally right in front of you

- not to be sappy or basic or anything but a good sunset never failed to make your heart go doki doki from the pretty colors(●´ω｀●)

- you didn't even notice time passing or the sky painting itself like that

- weird huh

- what a world we live in

- anyway you truly felt like things were meant to be at the moment you set foot on the soft sand (you'd have taken of your shoes if it wasn't for your socks preventing you from it)

- in this moment of awe you stuffed your phone and earbuds in your bag and made a run for the water !!!! Excited to see the cute riples of foam closer !!!

- and then you fell.

- FACE FIRST IN THE SAND BABY

- and you would have been fine if it wasnt for the loud sound of someone SNORTING AND CACKLING BEHIND YOU LIKE ?????

- FIRST OF ALL YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE ALONE ????

- AND WHO TF DARED ???

- THE GUY DIDNT EVEN HELP YOU HE JUST CAME UP TO YOU AND LET OUT A

- "Damn ive never seen anyone so eager to bite the dust !" And then laughed again !!

- ●︿●

- thats where it dawned upon you that this guy was one of the third years from your school's male volleyballl team !!!! If you remember correctly his name was Matsukawa Issei but did it really matter ???

- it was someone from school who was laughing at you ???? You Y/N L/N

- the embarassment came crashing onto you like the waves on the shore and in a second you were sobbing

 - the hot tears were rolling down your cheeks at high speed and you swore you heard Mattsun gulp when be realised what was going on

- "w-wait sorry...i didn't mean to make you cry" he didn't really know what to do so his hands were just hanging in the air as he knelt down in front of you

- ⋋_⋌ you mustered up the energy to glare at him thru your glossy eyes but really it looked as intimidating as a hamster- haha what no, the middle blocker's heart totally did NOT skip a beat with the pouty hamster + sunset color palette combination !!!! Not that you'd notice anyway

- instead of kneeling there awkwardly he opted for picking up your backpack before sitting next to you, putting his knees up to his chest and staring at anywhere but your very embarassed self

- "i really mean it you know ? Sorry for making you cry..." MATSUKAWA ISSEI STOP BEING A SIMP FOR SOMEONE YOU JUST MET CHALLENGE YOUR SUN PISCES IS SHOWING KING

- "its not entirely your fault...." you managed to say between hiccups, "ive kinda had like....a really really bad day"

- ".....i see" i sEe HeAdAsS you should have thought about it before laughing at Y/N like that !!!

- after that you didn't really know what to do

- i mean yeah grabbing your bag, flipping him off and then going back home sounded like a tight plan but at the same time,,,,,the sound of the waves was calming and the sun was pretty   (●´ω｀●)

- and little did you know that as you were too focused looking absolutly enamored with the sun itself Mattsun was looking at you trying to think about how the hell he was going to keep the conversation and the vibes going when you're just sitting there looking like THAT

- it was like that one scene in Kimi no Nawa when Taki and Mitsuba see each other for the first time sodjdisnakaka

- except that he was the only one staring but that didn't really phase him

- "you know-" ah here it comes

- he started talking so he'd have to go thru with it until the end

- he weirdly enough did NOT want you to turn to look at him because he knew that if you did the words would get caught up in his throat and- oh no you did

- oop the sand looks very interesting all of a sudden wow :0

- "you know when i have a bad day i usually come to sit here and watch the sunset"

- "okay and ?"

- GOSH Y/N LET HIM SPEAK PLEASE HE'S HAVING A HARD TIME

- "and it feels nice....like today for example, i just lost a volleyball match against some other school, Karasu-whatever you probably don't care but....after living such a hard loss it feels nice to look at the sky painted in all these colors you know ? Plus you don't have to talk so it's great it's as if you were on top of the world-"

- he was cut off by the sound of your laugh

- "ARE YOU MAKING FUN OF ME ???"

- as you struggled to catch your breath you looked at him and smiled

- "you know you're not as bad as i thought !"

- huh

- you were definitely something :\

- spiking the ball right thru Matsukawa's chest and straight to his heart

- "My name's Y/N L/N im a 2nd year ! also don't worry i wasn't making fun of you at all i just can't believe that you exposed your simp card so proudly to someone you BARELY know"

- "well i felt bad because-"

- "it's cute (▰˘◡˘▰)"

- OH.

- MY MANZ WAS AT A LOSS OF WORD

- WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT MAKING FUN OF A GIRL FALLING WAS ALL IT TOOK TO MAKE HIS DAY A 100 TIMES BETTER

- HE WOULD HAVE TO TELL MAKKI ABOUT THIS ASAP

- you snapped him out of his daze by pointing out that your mom would be worried if you walked alone to your house at night

- "sooooo is it my cue to walk you home ?" smooth recovery from him, you must admit

- "should we get boba on the way ?" You said standing up and dusting your shirt

- "you bet."

[falconlord5]

War World

Is Batman the only who can breathe in space!?! Kidding. I actually like that this show put its characters in space suits.

This opening sequence feels like a reference to Armageddon or one of the other dozen asteroid impact movies that came out in the late 90s.

Written by Stan Berkowitz

Directed by Butch Lukic

Ah, galactic slavers. You know, just once, I'd like to see science fiction that doesn't have any slavery at all.

That guy doesn't look like he weighs seven hundred of anything

You know, for all that I have a serious fucking temper problem, I've never actually met anybody in real life who's face I instinctively want to punch. I instinctively want to punch Mongul's face.

Interesting definition of democracy, Mongul.

Those darn energy shields, they ruin everything

Not you, John

So, bread and circuses comes from Juvenal's Satires and his argument is mostly full of it. Juvenal was, frankly, a deeply bigoted Roman conservative and he hated the idea that the lower classes got anything (he also hated women and Jews. Wonderful guy, really) and accused the Roman populace of selling out and contributing to its decadence and decline. Juvenal, for point of reference, wrote in the late 1st and early 2nd centuries C.E., i.e. when Rome was on the rise.

Hey, Superman knows the Heat Metal spell!

Not often you find Superman bloodied

Don't gloat until the enemy is dead, you moron!

Superman created by Jerry Siegel and Joe Shuster

Batman created by Bill Finger

Wonder Woman created by William Moulton Marston

Animated by Koko

[purposelynana]

What Did I Watch: #13

Wisher, how I wish you could be better. It got an interesting premise, badly execution. I hate every character who was in it. They would be making terrible decisions every time. But it got so much potential, how I wish it would turned out better on the 2nd half. (It didn't.) Like, I never watch something where I hate every single character, before this. Hahahaha. Maybe it's the purpose.

Even still, I wonder ah when will China be ready for truly sci-fi thriller not only with great production but also with great storytelling. Time will tell.

The ending seemed hinting on 2nd season. Well, I don't know if it could happen after the 1st season get butchered in Douban. If it does happen in the future, please get a better screenwriter.

fcc should stick on singing, but then he got no income because china has tendencies just to kill idol's career hahaha.

On other side, I finished Danger Zone and I felt so hollow. Oh my god. What an ending but somehow they intentionally prolonged the series because the whole thing about Yang Yulu seemed a bit vague. I still didn't quite graps why exactly she did what she did. She was trying to avenge herself or is she just helping Mu Xue Song? So what's her point? I don't seem get it.

Thankfully the suspense level not once felt like it was slow down. I was so tight on my seat, watching patiently what's the endgame for our favorite ragtag team. In fact, if there will be 3rd chapter, I don't mind. Because everything sewed together not perfectly rather than enough for us to wait every single damn week. It was that good. My standard for a good drama maybe get lower every year but at least Danger Zone didn't felt like I'm wasting my time, which is it's a goos indication why you have to watch this now.

Besides, our DILF looks so charming. Damn, Vic Zhou.

I watched the first 5 minutes of Psychologist and as a person who are struggling day to day basis with anxiety and panic attack, all I can say is please go to hell whoever wrote this. It was insulting to me. To me who actually pretend I'm okay every fcking single day. To me who have suicidal thoughts every single day. It was insulting to see how we, people with mental illness be treated as same as serial killers wow do you have any empathy or what eh?

Then I figured out why this drama became something not exactly trainwreck, rather an uncomfortable pain during long trip on a train. After 6 episodes, I conclude this series is cold and detached. If I watched this with the same feeling, cold, detached, totally not giving a slightest care, I can finish this.

But then, it felt I violate one of the basic foundation of why arts (movies, series, musics) created on the first place. It supposed to entertain us. I'm not entertained. In fact I'm disturbed. Why there are so many people defend this drama when it didn't have a tiny bit pity to the people with mental health illness? The truth is, the people behind this should apologize because perhaps, like me, so many people just watching this for the sake of FOMO ah and that's just downright bad.

If you're looking some drama with mental health issue on its core, you should check out this instead.

What else?

I watched Love At Night for its kiss scenes. Yes, I'm that shallow. I tried watching To Fly With You for Wang Anyu and I was barely hanging. I'm not built for this kind of genre after all, even if it starred my favorite actor. I want to drop Rainless Love badly because it was boring, everyone seemed to running on circle with no way out. And Jirisan still rules.

Yet, the one who made me realize, damn life is beautiful, is not dramas full with artificial sweet. Not bloody thriller. Not smarty political show. It is a story about first love with its simplicity and true suspense without never lost its momentum.

Saiai is the moment. They are the moment. Please drama gods let them be happy. With Yuu too, because that boy has suffered enough.

When was the last time I have fun watching something that obviously gonna ruin me for good? Years ago.

[unextordinary-blog]

My year in one post: 2017

okay so its starting to get closer to the end of the year lets have a recap of 2017.

january: I don't have a job anymore, I am not going to school at the moment, I am moving for the hundredth time, and I have to give up my dog and cat, then someone loses my cat. ( so its safe to say january was definitely not my month) but bright side this is the month where i start to talk to my "future" husband. well sort of (this will be explained in a later month).

february: so it's a new month. I am jobless with no prospect of going back to school until the next semester. on top of that our landlords are total pieces of literal dog shit (like im not kidding they have about 5000 dogs in their house and it smells like dog shit) anyways life is starting to look up JUST THE TINIEST BIT because ya girl got a date. i am dating. newly dating. and on top of that i still don't know that my future husband is single yet. (he doesn't like the idea of me dating)

march: we have officially moved into my moms boyfriends house and i already hate it. Its awful i have no closet, no space, no job, no pets, and no will to live (except for my future husband). Its safe to say my life lowkey sucks because not only do i have a curfew now? I have to pretend to not hate my life and i actually have to get out of the bedroom im staying in (yea thats right im not allowed to call his guest bedroom "my room") my moms boyfriend is a total dickwad. he gets what he deserves in later months tho. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ( WAIT A MINUTE I just got some info that karma was doing her job all along and i completely forgot part of living with my momster and her dickwad was that I had to do all the chores around the house and dickwad left $200 in his pocket when i was doing laundry and i found it. in my defense i tried to tell them about the money but then they got on my ass for talking to them while they were talking or something so i shut up and spent some of the money on a tattoo. it was the best revenge ever. I had been planning on getting one for months and dickwad and momster HATE tattoos and he technically paid for mine and it was great)

April: HOMAGAWD my life is looking up. I got a job, my "future" husband is visiting and the guy I'm kinda sorta "dating" is a good kisser but i swear to y'all if i hadn't already been on like 4 dates with this guy i would have thought he was catfishing me (he ends up ghosting me anyways so whatevesss). My momster and her dickwad of a boyfriend don't like my new job because it doesn't pay a whole lot? ( oh i forgot to mention they want me to pay rent for the "bedrooom" I'm sleeping in; y'all this room is literally a bed, a dresser drawer, and MY TV) ALSO did i mention this guy is total pack rat (THE BEDROOM IM IN HAS ALLLL OF HIS JUNK IN IT) and there's no central heating and I'm sick. I have bronchitis and we barely found out. meanwhile my supposed "mother" thought I was just being annoying with my coughing and her stupid boyfriend literally had the AUDACITY to tell me if I don't get rid of my cough by the end of the week then he was going to "do something about it". (LIKE IM SORRY I HAVE BRONCHITIS IF I COULD WAVE MY MAGIC WAND THAT I JUST RANDOMLY PULLED OUT OF MY ARSE AND MAKE MYSELF BETTER I WOULD SORRY MY ILLNESS IS INCONVENIENCING YOU). this man is weird he has like every book written by trump and is a civil war reenactor and has can goods from before I was even born because he doesn't believe in expiration dates. so I didn't want to find out what he meant by that so I booked the quickest doctors appointment I could get. I had been sick for 3 months by this point. also I paid over half the rent at my old place but I was always making like $1000 a month sooooo I could afford it. anyways my "future" husband and I have an amazing 3 days when he visits it was like no time had passed and it wasn't until he was gone that I realized that I couldn't live without him anymore.

May: ITS OFFICIAL BITCHES my "future" husband is now my boyfriend, it literally took him an hour for me to say he was my boyfriend. twas a struggle. but pretty much since the day he left we hadn't gone a single day without talking via text or calling each other. we thought about waiting until he came back to texas to date, but that would be two years and we weren't having that because we would have ended up waiting for each other instead of dating long distance which is kinda a waste of time. anyways I am no longer sick. at least I don't think and karma is just DOING ITS WORK on my mom and her dickwad boyfriend. My mom was being treated like she deserved by her new job and dickwad had lost his chief position because hes an alcoholic asshole with little man syndrome now he is paying over $10,000 for a DWI lawyer. meanwhile i was thriving I was getting more work I was looking into ways to pay off my school my life still sucked and the only reason im alive is because of my "future" husband.

June: did i ever mention that june is my favorite month of this year. love is in the air bitches. june is the month for marriages and engagements. SPEAKING OF ENGAGEMENTS yea that's right he proposed AND ON TOP OF THAT he surprised me with a visit and i nearly had a heart attack and it was a great few days. then my momster ruined it by being her and by hating me as per usual we weren't asking for permission at this point to get married we were just going to get married whether she agreed or not. and i was moving out and my "future" husband and i had a 101 plans (also i dont like the word fiance its dirty and gross) our 101 plans obviously fell through you can plan all day long and life is just like "LOL gurl you thought" but it all turned out fine in and in our favor in the end. we are very thankful for the people who stuck by our side when things were getting tough and sooo grateful for all their help we wouldn't have been able to do it without them.

JULY: ITS OUR WEDDDDINNNGGG MONNNTTTTHHHHHHH!!!!!! I had never thought "hey you're going to be my husband one day" when I saw my husband for the first time in the 2nd grade. he apparently did, he thought i was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen and was happy i had moved to his town. that innocent love obviously turned into something more as we got older and he always knew that something special would happen with us there had to be a reason God had kept us close all those years. we were married july 10th in a court house with our high school friends my momster and her dickwad boyfriend and my new family that consisted of my husbands parents and siblings while my maid of honor watch via facetime (she had work and the ceremony lasted like 20 mins) leading up to our wedding he "proposed" properly on the couch while we were watching a movie and his best friend was so upset that he was not included in the proposal. we promised to include him on our 5 year anniversary at our vow renewal. we were married on the 10th we had our honeymoon that night in galveston. on the 11th we went to our best mans house, watched hoarders all morning, played ping pong, went to go see a movie with our old clique from high school, slept on a too small air mattress with a too small blanket in freezing cold room and woke up early. he dropped me off at my momsters and we said our teary eyed goodbyes and said we'd see each other again in december and I watched him drive away to the air port. I turned 20 the next week and I had 1 good day then on the 18th my mom decided to yell at me and fight me about money (remember how i said i was trying to pay off my college stuff well my mom knew that. it was no secret. well i found a way and i had gotten the money the week i got married and i paid it off and put the rest in savings and refused to touch it) well my mom yelled at me until she was blue in the face because since dickwad fucked up his finances with his DWI they were now strapped for cash and wanted me to pay for everything and I refused. just because we said I'd move in december doesn't mean plans are set in stone and if I would have paid them in advance I would have never seen that money again. the risks were to high for me to pay that much in one sitting. so we argued on the 18th she didn't talk to me for two days then on the 21st she gave me an ultimatum and told me to pay or get out. meanwhile my husband and I were thinking ahead and I was already packing and by the 22nd all i had in the bedroom i slept in was a duffel bag of clothes and hamper full of my bedding I told her i was moving out on the 23rd on a sunday and by the time they got home from church me and everything i had would be gone from that house. remember my husbands best man and best friend and the small air mattress and cold bedroom?

August: they both had a house together and that was the house i stayed in until the second week or two of august i spent almost a week with my dad and his family so i could say my goodbyes. i came back to the guys house for 2 days finished packing said my goodbyes to all my friends and then my dad was there with a jeep for all my stuff and we would start our long trip to VA. the first day we drove from TX to atlanta then the next day atlanta to VA.

I was finally home. there he was my knight in blue digital camo. we'd only been married a month and already our plans were askew. my dad stayed for 2 extra days and helped us get settled into our new apartment then left.

september: we are 2 months into our marriage and our first month living together. these next two months will be the hardest months in our marriage. we're getting used to each other getting to know our homelife quirks it is a difficult transition for both of us I am used to an abusive passive aggressive household where i lock myself in my room and he is used to empty barracks and going out everyday just so he doesn't have to be in the barracks all day. it was hard but we wouldn't want to bicker over mundane things with anyone else.

October: its spoopy time and my husbands birthday is this month we have a tv and new bed for our master bedroom we have a cat but Im pretty sure we got him in september. we're not really fighting as much at least not about stupid things we know what pushes our buttons and we're communicating better. I have to turn down my first job because its too far of a drive. ( we immediately regret it) the hubs 21st birthday rolls around we have the worst mexican food ever and he has the strongest margarita in the world it was really a great night. Halloween we sit on the couch watching movies and just stay in all day.

November: my husbands family have informed us that his little brother will be graduating from boot camp this month and will be going to school on a base in VA and that they were coming for thanksgiving. so we get the house in order for our new guests. we buy everything from a thanksgiving ham to new towels when they arrive his parents are sick with the flu and my husband still has work the next day on thanksgiving. his mom and i spend the entire next day cooking and getting everything ready. when my husband gets home we have dinner and watch a movie or two. the next day is my husbands day off and we all had planned on eating out so we had lunch then went to the beach for his mom and then my husbands base to give a tour for his mom (insert eyeroll here the woman takes pictures of quite literally everything its almost annoying)and then finally we go back home so we can get his little brothers stuff and we can drop him off at his new base. (which is a whole lot more difficult then it should have been.) they end up giving him a weekend pass but by then we're all dead tired and want to go home but no, we go bowling on base until its time to take his little brother back to the barracks. then the next day is even more annoying my husband picks up his little brother and some breakfast and we trudge to a museum of an old ship for about 2 or 3 hours. keep in mind my husbands parents are still sick with the flu and everyone is tired except his little brother and my husband has work at 3am the next day. on top of that his parents need to get on a plane this same day and my husband and i need to drop off his little brother back on base. needless to say it was another long day and we finally had our house back my poor husband had work at 3am and around 9am i hear him come home apparently since he didn't leave early on thanksgiving he got to leave work early that day which meant we got the entire sunday to ourselves. it was a long weekend.

December: its only the 13th and we have been married for 5 months now and it will almost be a year since we started dating. (how time flies) his best man is supposed to visit in january and we are both so excited.

so much little stuff has happened this year that would make this post even longer. we got a motorcycle, my husband is trying to pick out a car for me i thought about doing online college, we both haven't really thought about what we want for christmas and our cat has fleas so its been a very eventful year.