im so glad that vasco whisked machete away from everything (in denial) and took him to florence where they lived happily ever after (im denial) and im glad alonso wasnt ever mean to anyone (in denail) and and and (explodes) (this is a joke but also i wanted to say i love ur work and ur ocs :).)
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You know, every now and then I think about that potential alternate ending, a scenario where things come close to falling apart but somehow the final blow is avoided, very narrowly. And maybe the bad times have taken their toll, they've changed for worse irrepairably and have to learn to live with themselves now, but it's comforting to think that there could be some light at the end of the tunnel for them, some kind of karmic reward. That after years of living on survival mode they get some peace and succeed in buying a little bit more time for themselves.
I've grown sappy and as much as I veer towards and appreciate good tragedy, sometimes it simply feels earned when characters somehow manage to save themselves and each other from a hopeless situation right at the end, even if it's a little cliche and unrealistic. It's nice to daydream about that.
It's just hard to figure out how that aforementioned whisking away could be arranged though. They're pretty backed into a corner as far as I'm concerned.
best friend tendou is so odd. he's so odd. and he's so obsessed with you and he won't say anything. he's really been there for you through everything. pregnancy scares, black outs, breakups, birthdays, all of it, ever since the beginning of college. it's wrong to want you like this, but he does and he's so fucking obsessed with you he could die. he can't help it. and he sort of gets off on how wrong it feels... well, that and to the thought of you fantasizing about him, hand covering your slick center.
thinks all the time about what it would be like if you came onto him. if you crawled on all fours across the bedspread until your face was just in front of his and whispered that you know he thinks about you when he touches himself. tendou thinks constantly about what your eyes look like when you want to fuck someone, when you want to make them feel like a pervert for thinking exactly what you want them to. he can't stop.
he's seen you play with men like toys, teasing and taunting, and all he can thing about is being the next toy you play with. watching you with narrowed eyes and a slick smile while you go on and on and on about the most recent guy you're fucking. meanwhile, he's thinking about what it would be like if you leaned over and asked him if he wanted to be next.
watching summoning salt's tetris video n i had SUCH a love for competitive NES tetris during 2019-2020 n im trying SO HARD to not cry at mentions of jonas 😭😭😭 WE MISS U KING !!!!!!!!!
okay but a thing i think about every time we have one of those few day periods where the weather is not fit for even a dog being outside is how the hell are homeless people surviving this. like i said in a previous post it's currently -40 degrees with the windchill and i honestly cannot imagine how someone who does not have a place to go inside and spend the night is supposed to not freeze to death. it makes me upset every time the temperature drops like this, i cannot imagine how many homeless people will be frozen to death in the next 24 hours if they somehow haven't already. the fact that there are hundreds of empty houses sitting there empty with totally functional heating while people are DYING from the cold on a street corner makes me SO FUCKING ANGRY while at the same time my heart is breaking in pieces for them. rest in peace to every poor person who will not make it through the weekend. i am so sorry.