#lets hope this year is gud

[shuicheese]

HAPPY NEW YEAR, EVERYBIRDIE !! I hope we’ll all have a wonderful 2008!!

[nokkomo]

DRAGONS RISING SPOILERS and tap for gud quality :,>

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I know that everyone has finished s1 p2, but I put the warning just in case

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"So... Let me get this right. You're the legendary Green Ninja, leader of a group of elite fighters with god-tier powers, son of the evil itself, nephew and student of a thousands years old man, grandson of the guy that created our world and many more, and now, one of the seven dragons source decided to give you a portion of its powers making you so strong that you were able to stabilize reality itself?!

"Hum... Yeah, pretty much. Why do you ask?..."

There's no way that they didn't have this conversation the next day after they saved the world (If you don't know what is around Lloyd's face, that's cereal and his smol beard :])

I hope that I described the lore correctly cuz MY GOD, ANIME PROTAGONISTS LOOK LIKE WEAK FUCKS ASIDE LLOYD'S LORE AND POWERS AND ITS KINDA HARD TO GET IT RIGHT FROM MEMORY

Smol hc for Sora: Her cat ears are robotic, and their movement depends on Sora's expression/mod

[crackheadintheclouds]

Haikyuu!!- Bokuto Textfic [Part 1]

•[Unknown send you 3 messages]•

Unknown:

Hey hey hey Akaashi! 

Congratulations on new number 🥳

Not going to treat your Bokuto-san? ;) 

[Unknown saved to contact as Bokuto]

You:

I'm not Akaashi-san sorry

Bokuto:

Hah! Don't make an excuse! 

You have to treat me 🍝🥗🍱 lunch tomorrow

if don't then I won't spike the ball set by you. 

You:

Srsly I'm not Akaashi!

You have the wrong number Bokuto-san

I'm l/n y/n, a third year studying in your very own class

Bokuto:

I never expected you to play such prank 😳 but you should know your Bokuto-san isn't stupid 🤺

Agree or not, I'm going to need my treat sooner or later :D so be prepared 

You:

BOKUTO-SAN I'M NOT AKAASHI

PLEASE BELIEVE ME YOU HAVE THE WRONG NUMBER 

Bokuto:

Stop it Akaashi (。-`ω-)ｰ  or I will make you treat the whole team as a punishment 

You:

I-

I feel bad for Akaashi-san *sniffs*

Bokuto:

Hahaha 🤡 u deserve it for pranking me 

You:

You know what, I give up

Please stop messaging me or I'll have no choice but to block you 

Bokuto:

ὸ.ό becoming bolder day by day huh?

Don't you dare or I'll teach you a lesson tomorrow (๑•̀д•́๑) 

You:

How?

Bokuto:

I won't talk with you for the rest of the day

You:

You don't talk with me any ways so it's fine with me >:D

Bokuto:

😣 Akaashi what happened to you. Is this how you treat your senpai now? 

You:

*Inhales* 

 (○｀д´)ﾉｼSTOP! 

How many times do I have to say I'm not him?

If you don't believe me, why don't you just meet him and see it for yourself that this isn't him? 

Bokuto:

Really? Istg if this is a joke ill take my revenge >:) 

You:

Yeah take it glady. I hope you'll be surprised.

Bokuto:

I'm on my way to your house right now. 

You better be prepared >:) 

You:

No need coz I'm not him anyway.

Bye bye :D

Happy realization

A Few Minutes Later 

[Spongebob voice insert]

Bokuto:

OMG EBWVWGSVGS YOU'RE NOT AKAASHI??????????

I WAS LITERALLY TALKING WITH A STRANGER AHAVECSGSV 

NO WAIT

I WAS LITERALLY TEXTING A GIRL OMFGWCSFGWCG

You:

Yup lol, finally u realized

But technically I'm not a stranger since I'm your batchmate but still nevermind

Bokuto:

AVWCWTCHHWG

IM SORRY FOR THOSE THREATS THAT I THREW YOUR WAY 

You:

Its fine lol no need for sorry we're classmates after all

Bokuto:

No no Akaashi-san told me to apologize ;-;  and I feel guilty too 

You:

Is that so? Btw I'm sorry too I was a bit rude

(　；∀；)

Bokuto:

No I don't feel well. Allow me to make it up to you y/n-san. I'll treat you lunch 😤 tomorrow 

You:

OMG NO ISTG I'M FINE

NO NEED TO DO THAT PLEASE

Bokuto:

Shut up. Akaashi-san says I need to do it to have a clear conscience

You:

Do you do everything Akaashi-san tells you to do?

Bokuto:

Well yeah Akaashi-san is awesome 🤩🥰 my favorite junior and a talented setter. We're technically best friends. 

You:

Yeah I can see that 😄 how you literally dropped at his home at 12 am ☠️💀 speaks volumes of your friendship. It's kinda sweet :) thou

Bokuto:

YES 🤩🥰😄

Now tell me what do u want to eat tmrw :) what's your favorite food? Sweet or savory? I heard there's a famous bakery near school who sells delicious cream rolls and oh! I also heard a new ice cream shop, we can check it out. 

You:

Bokuto-san seriously there's no need for this 😅 I'm totally fine with the cafeteria food please 🛐 don't waste your money for my sake

Bokuto:

No y/n I'll take you tmrw,,,,,consider it as my treat for troubling you.If you don't accept, I'll be offended😤

You:

......... 

I guess I don't have a choice, do I? 

Bokuto:

No >;) 

You:

Fine then but I won't accept something expensive 👀

Bokuto:

Yay :D ill be waiting for u after class -,-

You:

I hope your fangirls don't kill me for this >:)

Bokuto:

WAIT WHAT I HAVE FANGIRLS?

😱

You:

Well 😀 what do u expect? You're an ace afterall.

Top five spikers in Japan so obviously u have fangirls

Bokuto:

HOW DID I NOT KNOW THIS 

Let me just show this to Akaashi-san real quick 🏃💨

You:

Well Igtg before my mom spots I'm still awake and stabs me with a knife so I can sleep 😀

Gud night

Bokuto:

But we barely started talking 🥺and you're already leaving? 

You:

It's past 12 am ☠️ what do you expect me to stay awake all night? Also we're going to meet tomorrow anyways so you better get some sleep too athletic guy >:)

Good night

Bokuto:

 Ohk Finee!!!!

See you tomorrow <33333

good night 

Sweet dreams ;D

[Bokuto saved you as L/N Y/N] 

[the-wardens-torch]

Pre-DT Muttering

Mostly complaints and worries. I haven't been playing the game much, but I did pre-order DT and will be poking my nose into it for a good sniff once the queues level out.

-For the EW pre-order, we got Menphina's earring, and we went to the moon. In DT we're getting Azeyma's earring. While I'd love to take a rocket right into the sun and end my existential suffering, I feel like this is a clever tie-in to the fact that Tural is based on central/south America, where the "people of the sun" (Aztecs) lived. And you would not believe how hard it is to find info on "people of the sun" without bringing up Rage Against the Machine.

-Yoshi-P said to brush up on the roles that each of the Convocation of 14 played. This does not bode well for me because I'm really really tired of references to the ancients was hoping this expansion would break free of them entirely.

-Speaking of "breaking free of things," I do still like the Scions a lot (and they've have had some amazing character development that I love to see,) but I kind of wish they'd just let us be for awhile and let us get to know some other NPCs that won't just become irrelevant by the end of the expansion. This expansion is promising a fresh start, but I'm not seeing it?

-And again with the breaking free point. Solution 9? Haven't the Allagans given us enough of that glowy future shit over the past 10 years? But that assumption might be unfair since it looks like more of a dark Bladerunner/Cyberpunk vibe than an "advanced civilization buried for centuries vibe. Either way I think I'd rather just go play in the dirt somewhere.

-I still don't like the premise of this expansion. I mean, having you play the role of a foreign mercenary hired to help a royal win a war of succession? As a deeply ashamed American, I can tell you that shit is just a bad idea.

-Wuk Lamat's ENG voice is just fine. I'm not saying its the best voice ever, but nearly all of the criticism I've seen of it is thinly veiled transphobia and please get away from me with that shit. I'm also seeing a lot of the same sort of hate for her that people have for Lyse Hext. What is everyone's problem with energetic jock girls who just want to help people? They just happen to help those people by punching other people and that's okay.

-Erenville is hot. You got me.

-Healer strike? I haven't been good at a healer class since pre-SB AST so I was indifferent to the whole idea. Then I saw the graphs tracking skill usage in Savage content for SCH for each expansion and... Oof. Best of luck to you all.

-I'll be going into it as a DNC main, which marks the first expansion since HW where I'm not going into it as a SMN main (I've been playing since shortly before HW dropped.) I don't think my FFXIV gamer identity will ever recover from the SMN changes. I'm maining DNC pretty much just because its easy. I'm not really good at any other class. I'm a middle-aged, married adult with a job, bills and back/neck pain. I don't want to spend hours practicing rotations until I git gud, but I also don't want to drag my parties down with my lack of skill, so easy peasy dancy squeezy it is. Maybe I should try BRD again since it was my original main before SMN?

-Pictomancer and Viper? Maybe once the novelty wears off.

[changelingsandothernonsense]

Part of an Ask Chain from @friend-of-giants shifted a bit because I can LOL Share 10 random details about your version of Teldryn in your fic universe! Anything at all. Back story, ideas, character design. Anything! As the wise corvid @paraparadigm has told me before, once you've got an NPC as a POV character, this version of them sort of becomes and OC after all. (:

Hey let's encourage my brain worms on a Saturday, it's free real estate! Teldryn is fun to write tbh, and just as fun to draw. So here are 10 things that have been floating around in my head (and some art because I said so). Chronological order and some non-specifics.

Under the cut because this is long.

He was born in Cheydinhal (still working on the year). His mother had moved out there to follow his father (who subsequently died a good 4 years in doing something suspect). She ends up moving back to Blacklight (she comes from a merchant family, and she may have also let her partner pilfer some of those goods prior to leaving for Cyrodiil since the smuggling of goods out of Morrowind was pretty lucrative and she wanted to please him). She did not receive a warm welcome but was still accepted back home so long as she worked off her debt. Teldryn gets his education in Blacklight. He's quite proficient in both Dunmeris and Cyrodilic and has very nice handwriting in both alphabets, that guy knows cursive! He does get some minor combat training, as well as training to help control his crazy explosive fire magic. He was being set up to work as an ebony merchant, and that was generally the main focus of his education but he had other ideas.

2. He moves back to Cheydinhal in his late teens. He had other ideas after all and a lot of connections to the Ebony trade. He falls in with his father's old crew, not necessarily by chance and starts redirecting shipments from Morrowind. His family finds out (after a good few decades of searching) and they use his mother to track him down (he no longer speaks to any of them because of this). It ends in his arrest and subsequent imprisonment (plus that crew may have thrown him under the proverbial carriage). He's transferred to the Imperial prisons and begins to think he's probably getting executed. He's then blindfolded and taken to a carriage. He's afraid that the Imperials are going to hand him back over to his family and they'd probably execute him anyway. He starts trying to plan an escape but fails, mostly because the irons he's wearing have a magicka drain enchantment so he can't just light the whole place on fire. He gets his nose broken for the first time and gets his first nose scar, the really long one from the base of a sword. He gives up when he's loaded onto a ship.

3. He'd never been to Vvardenfell prior to getting dumped in Seyda Neen. He's a bit confused with the whole situation, he was so convinced that he'd be taken back to Blacklight and punished there. Instead, he's given orders to go see some Imperial in Balmora who clearly has a skooma habit. He's instructed to basically "ged gud scrub" and joins the fighters guild but quickly gets bored with it. He does take to one-handed weaponry, and he has a talent for swordsmanship but he's bored. He goes back to Caius Cosades hoping for something fun.

4. He mentally checks out after contracting Corprus. Actually, he mentally checks out for the whole Nerevarine thing. The corprus changes him a lot he almost completely loses his sense of taste (from Divayth Fyr's "cure") and had to burn off the corprus tumours that developed on his arm (its basically a hand print) he has a scar on his cheek now from the removal of a smaller tumour, a large one on his torso that looks pretty nasty as just the burn scar but was horrid prior to taking the cure and another corprus scar on his right inner thigh. Fyr kinda let them grow over the course of a week and then gave him the cure in three separate dosages. I think the experimentation is what started his constant spiralling. He starts drinking a lot more at this point and finds himself in Vivec City.

5. He didn't entirely join the Morag Tong but he associated with some of their members quite heavily and may have done one or two contracts. Geldis becomes his longest and closest friend, and the two of them annoy the crap out of Aphia, who's stuck healing the results of their stupidity. He gets the nifty eyebrow scar at this point just because Aphia didn't feel like healing him after his latest bar fight. He discovers a love for extremely spicy food since it's all he can taste now.

6. He heads back to Cyrodiil after the events of Morrowind and finds himself in Kvatch restarting his ebony smuggling ring with some old contacts, though not the ones who let him get arrested six years prior. He runs into Jiub again and they kinda chill for a while. It's nice and he's less into drinking himself into a stupor 24/7. Of course, then the Oblivion Crisis happens, he watches Jiub get soul trapped by a dremora and does the thing he's become really good at. Fucking the fuck off out of there. He finds himself in the Imperial City and agrees to do a very large job for the Grey Fox. He steals an Elder Scroll from the Imperial Palace and sells it back to the Grey Fox for A LOT OF MONEY. He then gets the Guild to spread a rumour about him leaving to go to Akavir, so that no one will bother him about helping with the Oblivion Crisis. He actually goes south to learn swordplay, he also shaves his head (which he really didn't want to do, he loved that rat boi style) and begins hiding his face.

7. Azura instructs him not to intervene in the whole Red Mountain thing. He goes back to Morrowind anyway and finds it absolutely devastated, and a lot of people blame him for it. He's full-time covering his face now and, after getting Geldis and Aphia out of a nasty situation in a cave where they are the only survivors. They make it to Windhelm and try to make a life in the Gray Quarter, but it doesn't work out. Teldryn suggests Raven Rock, he technically built the place anyway and the Redoran run it now so why not? He and Geldis set up the Retching Netch with Teldryn's massive Elder Scroll fortune. So, he is co-owners with Geldis, though Geldis actually runs the place full-time.

8. Teldryn kinda gave the place its name. Yes, I have that story Geldis tells you be about Teldryn and his drinking issues. That was another rock bottom and Geldis kinda kicks him out/convinces him to take up mercenary work. He has a few patrons but they all tend to die whilst he's in their service. Mostly because he won't follow them into bandit camps or Falmer dens where they're heavily outnumbered. He fucks up massively in Windhelm and ends up being chased across Northern Tamriel on and off for 22 years. He ends up back in Solstheim, greeted by the world's longest facepalm from Geldis who ends up hiding him for 12 of those years. This is basically where Serious Mistakes begins, he's an absolute mess at this point. His messes involve sloppy spell casting and fire explosions.

9. Some random fun facts about him. I already mentioned his taste issue but he's also lactose intolerant (though I think that's just something that's more common in elves in general). He avoids all dairy like the plague. His love of overly spicy food (coz that's all he can taste) means that he must add chilli oil to everything. Geldis keeps an earthenware bottle filled with the stuff under the bar because feeding Teldryn means ruining everyone else's food. So, it's an edition during plating, if it's not added he'll bitch endlessly about it tasting like ash.

   Teldryn's scaring gets irritated easily and he's pedantic about bathing and smells (Fyr kinda messed with his brain on this point and corprus makes him feel dirty all the time). He drinks Spiced Skinpeel Simmer in the mornings to relieve the irritation. It tastes awful to most people but not having much of a sense of taste kinda helps.

    His mother seems to have survived all the events from the last 3 games. She sends him letters pleading for him to come home. Teldryn did come home one time during his 22-year hiding spree and it didn't go well. He loves Blacklight, just not with her in it. She sends letters to Geldis and they've piled up over the years. He stopped reading them, he doesn't want to talk to her, and he won't forgive her for getting him arrested and basically causing his life to spiral. Morrowind blames him for their destruction, and he blames her for his.

    He likes his things as is and uses objects until they disintegrate. His red scarf is 200 years old at this point and his shirt is about the same age, newest thing he owns is a pair of pants that’s about 100 years old. He loves his chitin armour more than most things and takes impeccable care of it, despite its age. Sydari will try to get him something new later and it’s met with a lot of confusion because “Why use the new thing when this shirt is so much more comfortable”. So, she steals it (for sleepwear, it’s very soft), which forces him into actually using new things… he does eventually steal it back.

He left most of the artifacts from his Nerevarine days in the care of Neloth, he told him to just “dump it, sell it, fucking experiment I don’t give a shit! I just don’t want anything to do with it anymore”. That is, he left everything except the Moon and Star Ring. He’d have left that too, but he can’t get the damn thing off his finger. It barely fits him (Nerevar being smaller than him physically in most ways, I like him being short tbh). He fiddles with it a lot because it bothers him so much.

You probably figured from the art that he’s a smoker, because voice reasons. Something something LORE something something edge!

10. And a description of him during the Fourth Era. So, I’ve mostly drawn him during and slightly after his Nerevarine days because I’m obsessed with the hairstyle. But he shaves off the whole thing during the Oblivion Crisis and wears it like that for a little while but ends up regrowing the mohawk in various iterations. By 4th era 199 (When the fic actually starts) he’s considering growing out the back again because he misses it. When Sydari first sees him without the helmet I’ll describe it as grown out and messy. He’s wearing a helmet all day and doesn’t have anything to style it with so it’s kinda lazily finger-combed back. When he gets the chance, he shaves the sides again and evens out everything but the back.

He has a few facial scars which I talked about above, one through his right eyebrow and two across his nose, he also has one on his left cheek. He’s got the hand-shaped arm scar, a very large one on his lower left torso and one large one on his inner right thigh. His nose has been broken on a few occasions, the first one being with the butt of a sword (as mentioned above, that’s where the long scar comes from) a few times in bar fights (and the eyebrow scar being from someone getting overly mad and pulling a knife on him, he’s lucky he didn’t lose his eye). The second nose scar was from getting it broken during a fuck up in Windhelm, which earns him another scar at the nape of his neck. His most recent nose break will be in 201 when Brand-Shei headbutts him in the face. Teldryn kinda deserved it tbh.

All my elves have piercings all over their ears because I can’t help myself. Teldryn has several, three on the right ear and six on the left. Aside from the moon and star ring on his left index finger (which is stuck), he wears a few silver rings on both hands which he changes about depending on his mood.

The face tats he got during his teens because he thought they looked cool, I have the mouth ones extend from his bottom lip down to about halfway down his throat. I’m kinda leaning away from body tats because I’m lazy and he’s got a lot of scarring anyway.

So here’s a mildly grown-out mohawk obligatory 4th-era Teldryn sketch. XD

So um if you read that CONGRATULATIONS! Welcome to the brain rot as is!

[crissiebaby]

The Padded Palace Act III: Chapter 4

DISCLAIMER: This story contains diaper usage, crossdressing, inappropriate language, humiliation, masturbation/diaper sex, and other ABDL themes. Be sure to check out the link in the description if you need to start all the way back from the first chapter in Act I! I hope you enjoy!

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“Old MacDonald had a farm!”

“Ee-I-Ee-I-O!”

“And on that farm, he had some cows!”

“Ee-I-Ee-I-O!”

Singing back and forth in tandem, Latasha and Skye were making the most out of their time on the road by singing along to a children’s CD together. While kiddy songs weren’t something that Latasha or even Skye listened to on their own, car trip sing-a-longs were a favorite pastime amongst the Padded Palace crew. It was the perfect exercise to keep Littles active and engaged, preventing any road trip boredom from causing civil unrest.

For Skye, she was more than happy to play along with her Mommy. It wasn’t even a half-an-hour after they departed from the Palace that all thoughts of her “feud” with Latasha over Connor were left in the rearview mirror, washing away any bitterness she may have felt toward her caregiver. Meanwhile, the nebulous anticipation of going to her first ABDL convention in a few years was slowly shifting to something more tangible as they drove closer to their destination. “Awe we dere yet, Mommy?” she asked as Old MacDonald began to fade out on the car’s stereo.

“Still a good couple of hours,” said Latasha, reaching down to the console and silently skipping the next song before it could start playing. Seconds later, a whimsical version of Baa Baa Black Sheep began to echo out of the car’s speakers. She signed with relief before continuing to speak, “How’s your diaper holding up, sweetie?”

Shifting in her seat, Skye’s butt could be numb and the noise alone would be enough to tell her she was drenched. Luckily for her, she was able to feel every squelch that her diaper created, causing her to blush like crazy as she responded, “I-Ish pwetty wet buh I fink I gud fo nows.” With her eyes locked on Latasha to make sure she didn’t see anything, the pervy Little’s hand slowly slipped between her legs as she ran her finger along the crotch of her diaper, biting her lip seductively.

Believing herself to be extremely stealthy, it would come as quite a shock if Skye were to find out that Latasha was well aware of what she was doing even without having to look. Crinkly diapers had a way of letting Bigs know when their Littles were getting too handsy. Luckily for Skye, Latasha had no interest in disrupting Skye’s fun. It was a lengthy trip for anyone, especially a Little. As a seasoned Big, she knew in moments like this, it was best not to discourage self-exploration.

Still, it hadn’t gone unnoticed by Latasha that Skye’s horny nature was popping up more and more recently. Whether it was during naps, at lunchtime, or in the nursery, Skye’s hands were constantly slipping between her legs to grab a big, naughty handful of diaper fluff. She’d considered sitting Skye down to address the subject but decided against it out of fear that Skye would end up regressing back to her old, isolationist ways. Though, if things continued to escalate, she’d be left with no choice. The best thing to do for now was to cut her off nonchalantly when needed without tipping her off to the reality of how noisy her solo play sessions were. And since they were alone and on the road until at least 6 PM, she had no issue letting Skye go to town on herself.

As her breathing picked up, Skye began rocking back and forth in her car seat, her hips thrusting as her sex drive overwhelmed her senses. Due to masturbating two to three times a day on average now, Latasha had one massively horny baby on her hands. Ever since that weekend with Carol and Ellie, her arousal had become too much to control, causing her to crave similar treatment whenever her kitten began to moisten. Only, as much as she loved Latasha, she didn’t want that kind of relationship with her, but with Connor. She imagined his hand on her diaper as she pushed herself into a climax, emitting the tiniest of squeaks as she exploded in her diaper.

“I’m gonna be stopping for lunch soon. Does a Happy Meal sound good?” said Latasha, waiting until she heard Skye finish before asking about food.

Sitting up straight in an attempt to act casual, Skye nodded shakily, still coming down from her pleasure high. “Uh, y-yes! Dat souns yummy!” she responded, feeling like the naughtiest girl in the world as she recovered from her “secret” orgasm. Looking out the window at the wide open plain filled with countless rows of corn, she sighed contently, knowing this would be far from her final orgasm of the weekend.

Seeing Skye’s satisfied expression in the mirror, Latasha could only smile at her precious, lustful baby girl. It had been far too long since it was just the two of them and with this weekend already starting on a high note, their time at CrissCon 2023 was bound to be a memorable experience. Her only regret was that Little ConCon could join them for his first con. She hoped he was having as much fun running the Padded Palace on his own as she and Skye were having.

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“This is pure misery,” thought Connor, sweat beating down from his forehead as he rushed back into the kitchen to check on lunch. It had been an eventful morning for the freshman caregiver, to say the least. After two months of working as Latasha’s pair of extra hands, he had failed to realize just how much of a Herculean task it was to operate an adult baby daycare center on his own, “Seriously, how did Latasha pull this off for months on end?!”

Opening the oven, Connor looked at the pan filled with sizzling dinosaur chicken nuggets, nodding his head affirmatively as he shuttered the oven again and began setting out plates on the kitchen counter. “Perfect, another two minutes and those should be good to go,” he said to himself, the tiniest feeling of relief creeping up on him as he’d nearly managed to cross one thing off his extensive to-do list.

“CONNOW! I NEED HEWP!”

As he set a third plate on the countertop, Connor exhaled solemnly, lowering his head as an over-energized Little’s voice bellowed out into the hallway. “One sec!” he shouted back, barely hanging onto the kind, patient voice he tried to maintain at all times.

Exiting the kitchen, Connor jogged back into the nursery to find Ellie and Stacy playing tug-of-war with a long, caterpillar stuffy that had all 26 letters of the alphabet on its stubby legs and the numbers 1 through 12 lining its back. “Teww Stacy ta give him back!” shrieked Ellie, pulling on the plushy with all her might.

Clinging to the caterpillar’s lower half, Stacy’s hold on the stuffed animal was nigh unbreakable thanks to the way she had it clamped between her thighs. “My tuwns nod over yet!” she barked back, lifting a hand off the fluffy friend and pushing Ellie backward with a big shove.

The direct attack caused Ellie to instantly release her half of the stuffy, sending her tumbling backward onto her padded rump. It wasn’t long after that the waterworks kicked up. “WAAAAAAAAAAH!” she yelled mercilessly, forcing everyone in the immediate area to cover their ears.

Braving the reverberation of Ellie’s cries, Connor approached the wailing girl and brought her in for a comforting hug. “Shhh, shhh, shhh! It’s okay. It was an accident,” he said, lowering Ellie’s tantrum from all-out screaming to sniffling in seconds. Patting Ellie’s back to console her, he closed his eyes and soaked in the momentary silence, using his hug with Ellie as his own source of comfort.

“Why does Ewwie gets da hug?! I da victim hewe!” shouted Stacy, dropping the caterpillar to her feet as he placed her hands on her hips in a huff.

Connor glared as he turned to look at Stacy, letting his emotions get the better of him as he found himself unable to maintain impartiality. “I don’t care who started it. You know better than to get physical,” he said, continuing to pet Ellie’s hair.

“Connow’s wite,” chimed in Riri, who was contently minding her business as she knelt in front of the easy-bake oven working on her overly-sprinkled cookies, “Pwus, chus did pwomise ta let Ewwie have it wike an howr ago.”

Sticking her tongue out at Riri, Stacy was less than pleased with how everyone in the nursery was gaining up on her. “Chu weren even a pawt of dis, sho shush!” she said assertively, pointing a harsh finger in Riri’s direction, “It don even madder anyways cuz Connow towd me I cood have dis stuffy aww day if I wanted! Wite Connow?” She swiveled her head Connor’s way, narrowing her gaze and shifting her eyes down to his crotch for a split-second as a rotten smirk grew on her face.

As much as Connor wanted to call out Stacy’s obvious bullshit, he knew outing her lie now would only result in her outing the pull-ups he was currently dawning. Begrudgingly, he had no choice but to relent. “Sorry, I-I forgot I said you could all day if you wanted,” he said, his heart filling with unfettered guilt as he stared into the shocked expressions that Riri and Ellie now wore.

“See? Towd ya!” said Stacy, presenting her tongue once again to Riri, this time in victory. Sniffing the air, her sadistic smile only grew as the scent of char filled the air, “By da way, it smewws wike sumfings buwning.”

With his eyes going as wide as the empty plates he had set out on the kitchen counter, Connor released his grip around Ellie’s shoulders and jumped to his feet. Dashing toward the kitchen, he beelined straight to the oven and pulled the door open, only to be met with a puff of smoke and two dozen nearly-black dino nuggies spaced out evenly on the metal tray. He shut the oven door quickly so as not to allow the smoke to set off the fire alarm. “Shit,” he muttered under his breath, leaning his head against the microwave that was built in the space over the stovetop.

“I-Is evewyfing okie?”

Whipping around, Connor was disheartened to find three sets of concerned, hungry eyes. Well, more like two sets. Stacy was still smirking up a storm, which somehow made Connor feel even more incompetent than if she just felt sorry for him. Rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly, he knew there was no way to cover up the mistake he had made. Flashing a wide grimace, he did his best to stay positive in the face of mounting anxiety, “So uh…w-who’s up to order pizza?”

TO CONTINUED…

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[eriexplosion]

My reward for getting my new apartment keys is finally getting to watch Ahsoka and I'm still just. So utterly delighted by Ezra's entire presence.

Saying "SHE DID? WHY?" to Sabine revealing that Ahsoka was training her absolutely fucking sent me into orbit. I love him so much.

THREEPIO SHOWING UP <3 He was a breath of fresh air after how mad THESE PEOPLE MAKE ME. Truly the New Republic is dedicated to doing the Least at every given opportunity.

Seriously never will they stand accused of doing anything remotely helpful.

I love Anakin's training holograms, and of course he left them behind Just In Case. I'm sure that he saw how hard Obi-Wan struggled immediately after losing Qui-Gon, I am convinced that the thought of doing the same to Ahsoka one day Haunted him. Of course, the circumstances he could never have predicted, but...

Every time I see the Noti I squeal they're so fucking cute look at those little GUYS.

Okay Baylan leaving Shin behind got me Emotional. He sounds so wistful telling her to take her place in the coming Empire. Proud of her but also sad. Whatever he's planning will probably render this galaxy obsolete either destroying her with everyone else or making it so she never existed depending on what path this takes, but he does care about her.

Makes me wonder how this plays into the overall themes - he cares about her, but is able to detach from that for what he thinks is the greater good. I wonder if he ever did think about letting go of this plan that seems to be years in the making, considered letting himself find actual fulfillment in being a master and teaching his padawan, only to make himself pull away from it for the good of the overall plan. Versus Sabine going after Ezra no matter what, because saving your loved ones over everything has been baked into Star Wars ever since Luke fucked off to save Han and Leia purely because he cared about them.

This is swimming in something approaching coherency but hasn't quite gotten there yet. I'm just emotional about the wars in the stars again and absolutely fucked up about how much I like Baylan as a character.

I love Sabine's reaction to Shin being just. *SIGHS* THIS LADY AGAIN. I want them to try and stab each other again and then Kiss.

No need to land! Oh not this again... YES THIS AGAIN. Ahsoka really is her master's apprentice.

GOD THE LITTLE FIGHT BETWEEN EZRA AND SABINE OVER WHO TAKES THE LIGHTSABER IS SO FUNNY. He's right though. He very much did not need it. I guess when you have nothing to do for a decade but train in weaponless fighting you Git Gud real fast.

I loveeee the effect on the lightsaber when he blocks it just with the force.

Ahsoka really swooped in like YOU ARE LIKE LITTLE BABY WATCH THIS and kicked Shin's scrawny ass huh

Ten seconds later she's offering to help her like trying to rescue a hissy kitten she found in the garbage. I love Ahsoka <3

GODDD THE WAY SHE HAS OPENED UP THOUGH. MY GIRLLLLLL.

Ezra holding the little Noti's hand's got me squealy I cannot fucking take these little crab babies.

HEY BAYLAN YOU HAVE ONE EPISODE LEFT I HOPE YOU PLAN TO EXPLAIN YOURSELF AT SOME POINT DURING IT.

[wpip-raham]

A question for Pip! Having been a fighter for as long as he has, was there ever an incident where the injuries to another person or the expectations demanded in the ring became too much? Does he enjoy inflicting that sort of pain on other people or does he consider it a necessary evil? Has there ever been a point where he considered stopping?

Answer below the cut:

Pip’s early years were hard-- he wasn’t a *fighter* per se before. Sure, he’d scrapped with his siblings here or there, and he was fighting with another squatter when he was scouted...but it’s not as if he just had this raw, untapped potential. The pit needed new blood and new entertainment to get the gil coming in, nobody -- not even Pip -- could say they *knew* he’d be any good at it. 

What’s separates him from others is his (actually very harmful) inability to back off. He’ goal driven to a fault, though he can’t articulate what the end-goal actually is, success is a part of it that he’s still chasing with every victory. 

And even on a micro-scale this mentality is visible. In a fight, he’ll go ‘til near death -- and has, often. Especially when he was just a kid picked off the streets. Certainly, those were the times where he questioned whether it was too much. But he hadn’t really many (apparent) options, and to accept that it was too much was somehow a reflection of himself-- and his pride won’t let him accept that something is beyond him. He’s known many a healer and many a healer has known Pip. His nose has been beaten in more times than he can count (literally, ‘cause the man’s not that educated), ribs broken almost biweekly...I mean, he could probably describe the feeling of choking on his own blood in gory detail because he lived that for so long until he ‘got gud’ so to speak.

His tenacity (if we can call it that) also makes it hard for him to know when to stop-- most fighters would likely know the feeling of blood lust, and Pip certainly is no exemption, and you could even argue that he’s got a predisposition for it. His line of work isn’t pretty, and death happens regularly (there’s no regulation against, say, lining your gloves with razors or rocks to tilt a fight in your favor). He prides himself on having a hand in only 2 deaths during his fights. The first stunned him. The second, he was still testing the limits on when to dial it back. But those two live on with him in a sick sort of fashion and certainly raised some questions about whether this was all too much. 

But does he like inflicting that sort of pain? Tough to say. There’s a thrill involved that he’s addicted to and he loves chasing that high. Does it have to come at the cost of his well-being or that of others? He hasn’t found a better way to scratch the itch so, maybe that says something about him. And I think he’s too deeply involved and too deeply ‘indoctrinated’ to be able to look back and say ‘this is a necessary evil’. It just *is*-- it’s what he does, has been doing, and likely will continue doing and...yeah, there’s elements of it he really likes. He likes the sort of people it attracts because they’re exciting, dangerous. He likes the chaos of the pit, the uncertainty. He likes the type of attention being a pit fighter garners, the looks he gets. He’s built himself a little pedestal and, by the twelve, he’s going to stand on it and make a spectacle of himself because it feels nice to be *someone*.  

Still, even he knows there will be an end. Pip’d never openly admit it, but he hopes he goes out in a bloody blaze of glory, seems only fitting. He couldn’t accept retirement, that feels too much like admitting weakness. So, he knows there will be a stop, one day, but he’s hoping that decision is made for him. He won’t go down easily, and ideally not anytime too soon. 

[wagonlitcommunitytheatregroup]

Translating "Viking" Fra Norge til Amerika

So long story short, my grandmother (Not related but close enough to be called my grandmother) gave me some of her family's old books as a gift. The book I listed in the title was written in 1894 and brought over from her grandfather, Thor, to Odin, Minnesota from Oslo. It tells the story of the "Viking" which was a replica longship that was sailed to the Chicago World's Fair in 1893 from Bergen. I have been doing my best to translate it with the intention of giving it to her, at least in part.

I don't know Norwegian, so I've been doing my best to type what I'm finding into Google Translate and edit from there, while learning to read the language along the way. I have only gotten through a page so far and I think I'm running into syntax issues and some words that the translator simply isn't understanding. I was wondering if anyone could read this and let me know if this feels like it's going down the right track and maybe give some clarification. I'm assuming some of my issues are due to the fact that this is written in a style that's over 100 years old and thus uses obsolete spellings or words. I'm vaguely aware of the language split that happened around this time and think that's what's causing my issues.

I'm attaching an image of the page from the book as well in case anyone notices that I identified a letter incorrectly.

This is what I have input into the translator based on my reading

Saavel på denne jom på hin Side Atlanterhavet blir jeg ofte møtt med spørsmålet: Hva fikk deg til å ta del i dette eventyret?

Som Svar på disje spørsmålet jfal Jeg tillater meg følgende forklaringer:

"Bergens Havnemisjion" beghndte jin Birfjomhed 21de januar 1890. Denne Misjions Formaal er at være hiemmeværende sømænd til støtte og hælp jaavel i legemlig jom aandelig henfeede. On jådan misjionsgren er her jædeles nødvendig. I en jom Bergen med jå livlig søjart er her til enjver Tid aj Uaret en hel del søjolf. Under jit dels fortere, dels længere Ophold er her mange aj dem, fom de timelig og aandelig trænger, at der ræffes dem en hiælpende Hånd. Dette jar "Bergens Havnemisjion" jorjøgt. Og det er mit haab og min Tro, at Gjerningen her gud vedfjendt jig, jå den er blevet iffe jå jå til Beljigndlje.

Men den har navt meget at, fjælig hvad bed øfonomijfe angår, jå det aj Mangel på Midler ojte har jaldt nofjå hårdt at holde Gjerningen gående.

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This is what the translator gave back with some notes I've added.

As well (I think this must mean "Even on this side of the Atlantic" but I'm not sure) on this side of the Atlantic I am often met with the question: What made you take part in this adventure? As an answer to this question, I allow myself the following explanations:

"Bergens Havnemisjion" (Bergen's Harbor Mission ?) began in Birfjomhed on 21st January 1890. The purpose of this mission is to be a support and help for sailors staying at home, both physically and spiritually. Yes, a missionary branch is absolutely necessary here. In Bergen, with its lively sea life, there are quite a few sea elves (Possible slang for sailors? It gave me similar results in Danish and Norwegian) here at any time of the year. During jit partly faster, partly longer stay, there are many of them here, for they are temporally and spiritually in need, that a helping hand is given to them. (This sentence seems to be saying that some are in Bergen for a long time, some for a short time and they require assistance or work) This year "Bergens Havnemisjion" was founded. And it is my hope and my faith that the deed here, God forbid, yes it has become iffe yes yes to Beljigndlje. (No idea what is going on with this sentence. I think something structural like word order is messing me up.) But it has known a lot that, as far as the economy is concerned, the lack of funds has made it hard enough to keep the work going.

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heyo vaygus 💪🏼 i jus woke up 🥱🥱🥱

nawrrr, i hope it gets better for you, make sure to have hella fun at hiking !! <333 that’s gud LETS. STAY. POSITIVE 💪🏼

OMFG YOU PLAY VOLLEY ??? I WANTED TO START A SPORT THIS YEAR AND I THOUGHT ABOUT VOLLEY ‼️‼️ how it is ? would you recommend ?

can’t wait for your 2 fics, but i saw you started a virgin series 😈😈😈 how do you manage to start so many series at the same time 😭

YES I SAW BRAZIL TOO BUT HAVE YOU SEEN SIMONE ??? AND LMAOOOO HAVE YOU SEEN THE GUY WHO GOT BETRAYED BY HIS OWN PENIS JAJAJAJAJAJJAJA the headlines were so fckn funny 😭 yeah the breakdancing was…peculiar 🥰🥰🥰

ohhh so that’s love and deep space i heard about it but i never knew what is it about, what kind of game it is ?

ahhh i think i confused you but i’m not writing smut i was just calling you sexy (if it’s okay with you!!)😞😞😞 but thanks for the tips i’ll try to apply them! i write for brazil hinata bc i have a crazy about him brainrot atm… do you have some dialogue tips ? or any tips i can use for the ambiance like how can i describe it smoothly ? sorry i’m asking a lil too much but i really sick at that and i think it’s gonna be my first long fic…😭😭

don’t forget to take care of you and not to overwork yourself, drink and eat sufficiently, hope you have better days begas!!💕💕💕xxx

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hiiii star i hope you slept well 💓!!

i’m doing pretty better now, i think it’s bc i’m approaching shark week soon 🫡 the cramps are killing me maaaan. i don’t think we’ll make it out alive but we’ll try 💔. MWAAAAH THANK YEW

YEAAAA i play volleyball. i’m my team’s setter and our season is about to start back soon so m excited for that. i missed it BADDD. it’s very fun especially when it’s competitive—i recommend!! beach volleyball is fun also

feheheh thank yew 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️💓 yes i did, y’know i really don’t know either! i have a habit of starting new stuff and not finishing the rest, i get bored so easily but i just had to </3 but i make sure to take lots of breaks ‘n pace myself :P

YESSS SIMONE IS INSANEEEE. she did so good m so proud of her. rebecca from brazil too i was stunned >>>> gymnastics is so fun to watch ahh. LMAO THE BREAKDANCING i’m surprising that’s considering a sport let alone in the olympics but yk 🧍🏽‍♀️🧍🏽‍♀️

ya !!!! it’s basically a gacha game and it’s kind of like genshin impact / obey me if you heard of that. it’s very story driven and it’s so good so far, you can wish for characters and battle to get rewards n it’s also super cute side tasks to build relationships with the male characters.

OH HELP IM EMBARRASSED. well 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️. oooh okay i see! for dialogue, i find it easy to describe dialogue by simple talking out loud to see if it flows well. i also use synonyms to build up my sentences and make them stronger. depending on the character, ill add humor / cockiness, etc. but its okay no worries !!! long fics yummy i bet it’d be amazing xx

BUT THANKKKK U i appreciate you sm <3 you too, luv 💓✨

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no really

REALLY

i was never good at online multiplayers. i was so bad at mw2 and halo 3 i had to play with vc muted just to contain my anxiety about getting shit on in game and verbally. i never expected the game to cater to me.

but fortnite

i tried

really hard

to get gud

and i did

this was before creative ever came out. you know what we had to do? we had to load up playground and farm mats to practice our builds and edits

and now epic games caters to bot ass noobs by giving them innumerable creative maps to help them practice builds and aiming, or to avoid BR altogether and just play stupid minecraft server game knockoffs like bedwars

and they still refuse to git gud. but they also refuse to give up playing BR

instead, they go on r/fortnitebr and cry and bitch and moan "wuaaahh a sweat killed me"

so throughout the years, epic has relentlessly catered to them by adding anti-build gimmick weapons and items

but not even that was enough, because the retard players can't even figure out how to use those items and weapons correctly, so the better players use those items and smash their faces in with them

so, finally, epic games gives them their shitty no build mode because they cried so loud, epic literally removed THE CORE COMPONENT OF THE GAME FOR THEM

which would be great, in theory. let all the big shitters play their no build mode and leave us alone

but no, the shitters continue to play build mode, and continue to cry about getting killed by ~*the sweats~*

so epic CONTINUES to add in anti-build gimmick weapons and items to BUILDS. THEY ARE ADDING IN ITEMS TO COUNTER BUILDING IN BUILD MODE WHEN A NO BUILD MODE EXISTS

fuck this fucking game and you stupid, shitty whiny cry babies. and epic games, you fucking weirdos, for making casual crybabies that have only been playing the game for 2 months your priority, instead of people that have been playing the game for 6 fucking years

the longterm players are the disposable ones, amirite?!

hope this game fucking dies and epic loses all their money

[celhouette]

Life

What am I doing in this life? I can't wait to just disappear completely and drown myself into oblivion. Everyone is having a hard time and no one could care less about each other. I constantly ask God past few months but now, I won't ask anymore. Even if I don't know the answers, maybe I will never know. If reincarnation is a thing, I don't want it. I just want to be in heaven and be with God. There are sudden deaths happening almost every second of every day, and here's me hoping that i'll be next in line. For now, having faith is indeed a challenge but who am I to complain when everything is already having a harder time? I am walking into the waters fixing my eyes on Jesus even if I don't know if I am doing it right. Wala koi laing ikapanghinambog sa Ginoo kay dli ko parehas sa uban na grabe ang pag serbisyo sa simbahan, or even grabe ang pag memorize sa mga nakasulat sa bible, wala koy laing ika offer sa Ginoo kundi akong pagka ako lamang. Akong kasing-kasing, huna-huna, espiritu ug kalag tanan2 na naa skoa, i don't even think about my future anymore and in my mind, if the Lord finally takes me away, I am not worried for the people I'll be leaving behind, especially my family. Kay kabalo ko na kaya nila maski wala ko, for sure manghilak pero i know kaya ra nila hantod sa manigulang sila. All I hope is to give my years to my nanay, tatay and two brothers so that they could live life to the fullest, healthy sila tanan, akoon tanan ilang sakit and even for my friends and strangers, it is okay if all my prayers don't get answered, as long as the prayers of my family and loved ones get answered and as long as it doesn't concern me. Ana ragyud. Sa karon I am living the day, bed rotting, sleeping as if I'm not gonna wake up the next day. Tanan naman sguro sd nakaagi ug pgka depress and i am not in the position para mag dungag2 pa. All i wish and hope ky maulian natong mga tawo na nag sakit, may it be physically, emotionally, mentally, spiritually or even having a hard time financially. Even if naay iring or iro na kamatyunon karon, I am willing to give up my own and let that precious animal live instead. Ug sa tinuod lang some people may view me or my problems as shallow but no one really knows the "real" me except God. Mao sd na ang rason wa nakoi labot kung unsay mga sturya sa mga tawo na nakapalibot skoa, ug gaka anad nako ug unsa ilang pagview sa kung kinsa ko, hala so be it. Dli na nako kapoyon akong kaugalingon ug explain kay mana nako ana ug gikapoy nako. ug dili maminaw ang mga tawo skoa ok ra.. Ang Ginoo najud bahala sa tanan. Ug byaan ko sa tanan, aw ok ra, ug mawala sd skoa tanan, ok rsd. Basta nakabalo ko na ang Ginoo kabalo sa kung kinsa ko ug gihigugma ko sa kung kinsa pd ko. I can't wait to be there Lord, kwaa nako gud hehehe kato akong prayer btaw Lord, please maski kato lang. dli na nako i detalye diri maski kabalo ko wala mn japon makabasa ani kundi ako ra kaugalingon but we don't really know the future dba, basin diay makabalik ug basa akong old future self diri and let's see what will be my realizations after. But sa karon, I am writing here para lng jd naa ko outlet and as if I am talking to you Lord. And I know na even if dili ko mag sulat diri, you still know me, you know my story and you know what I've been through, labaw na sa mga sturya pd na wala nko nahibal an ug mga butang na naka cause ug kasakit skoa. You know it all my Lord. Ikaw najud bahala sa tanan. I've been trying to fix my sleeping schedule but here I am again. gahapon sakto mn ako tulog ky nakatulog kog 10pm kapin tas nakamata kog 6am or 7 ba to, tas ga lanay whole day, tas nag nap nsd inig ka alas 12 sa udto or 1pm na guro tas naka mata nsd alas 5pm, tas karon time check 2:47 AM. unsa naman? kaya pa? might go for a walk later. watch the sunrise. might not. idk. Lord, I wanna see you. I love you. please hear that one prayer of mine. but ofcourse, let your will ALWAYS be done. I give up, I surrender, I already gave up months ago, but if you need me to surrender every hour of everyday, I will do it. Thank you Lord.

[2dkapsddr]

*==--[SLIGHT ACCOUNT UPDATE]--==*

Title: Unimportant Note Regarding Account Privatizing

Greetings, all! Sorry for the lack of updates recently, I've been really busy keeping up with general journal and life things, so I haven't been able to keep up to date with all my scores like I wish I could've done. Still, just in case there's more needed over the years, I wanted to make this update post and start an update log for this account whenever it needed a change, so here's the first one.

So then, this one's gonna be a brief and really minor change that won't really affect you unless you're one of my opponents in a tourney. While I like to keep my accounts and content accessible and free to view for both myself and anyone interested (hell, that's what this account was made for), I still realize the consequences that come with such a free effort. The most notable of these consequences came back to light when I saw a tweet about someone who lost a fighting game tournament due to their opponent watching a video with the same match-up as the tournament to study in advance.

While this is something I admit to doing when the opportunity is available, I kinda prefer right now to train and perform in tournaments the traditional way. Being the semi-underdog that I am (shoutouts to the PIU commentator at the MOTL5 who had no idea who I was), I like to be a sort of mysterious dark horse where any results I get are hidden and anyone who goes hunting for my weaknesses is hit with a "idk just git gud." It's a bit cheesy, I'm fully aware, but is it unfair to wanna win? Rather wouldn't have a handicap tied to my entry status when it's very easily avoidable by hiding my account and my scores in the process, kinda like taking a trip to a far-away mountain to train in secret before the big day.

Another reason for this, I guess, is because it really doesn't seem fun to be caught off-guard by something so calculated and targeted by my opponent. This point I'm debating because it sounds reasonable if you don't think about it, but then you give it a teensy bit of thought and realize, "Wait, isn't everything in tourneys calculated at that point? What makes this so much more different and unfair than the other preparations opponents make?" An extremely good point that I almost agree with, but in my own defense, I love the thrill of a completely random tournament where both players are meeting and learning about each other in the moment, maybe changing themselves up or making educated guesses on what strategies to use in real time. This isn't really possible in rhythm games, unfortunately, as you only really get two songs before the game's set, but it's definitely possible as I've proven to myself in my DDR performance at MOTL5, switching between MA and no misses when I deemed it fit for each matchup or difficulty.

So, yeah. If you're reading this before or after a tournament and later/earlier see my account privated, it usually means I'm preparing for a tournament and need the most privacy I can get to prepare myself for a tournament. I've often heard that rhythm games in a competitive scenario are more of a battle against yourself than your opponent, so I'd like to see how far that mindset goes in my future endeavors. If you're following the account already (thanks for sticking around!), you won't be affected by the sudden privatization of my account, but I apologize to those who are affected and hope you can understand my reason. Let's train hard on our own and meet in our fully realized state of power, ready to put on a show for the world to see!

[dillweedshole]

I'm just coming off a rage quit so don't mind me i gotta let off some steam:

That last trial completely fucking ruined the frontiers DLC for me. I don't care, fuck you.

I love the Titan fights. They are literally the best thing in that entire game. Wyvern's fight, however, is the fucking worst of the bunch. The attacks are annoyingly animated and poorly telegraphed, yet despite having the hardest parry window I've ever seen in my life, phase 1 goes down in a matter of seconds because the stomp attack is way too strong and way too fucking spammable. Having an infinite parry is boring, but I swear to god this fucking fight is the reason why. It's terrible.

"git gud" "skill issue" Did you not fucking read what i just wrote down? To summarize it for you: The game is unbalanced. That last trial keeps every single slight bit of jank that the main game has but now your parry window is stupid tight, and it really fucking shows how obnoxious the timing is on Wyvern.

Frontiers has jank, but I loved Frontiers' main game (i did literally everything you could do before the DLC came out). This DLC started fine but is wrapping up like total ass. I've about had my fill, I'm like that close to just uninstalling the game in favor of something else (I have it on my steam deck and that thing has a real storage issue.)

I hope that ending is worth it because if it's not this is the worst possible way they could've ended the game. Such a sour note for that little blue asshole's best game in years.

[wellnesscard]

omg my teenager coworker was talking about how theyre gonna make a five night at freddys movie im like ya it already came out i saw it - with nic cage? not in my top 10 its no time bandits but whateva. guess nododis seen that one tho. also why do so many ppl with like d.i.d. Obsessed with that franchise ? or maybe thats just tumblr. even b4 tumblr tho there was this girlie at my highschool who was like mental like insane not in reality at all n it was all she fuckin talked about? what specifically is the pull like creating this demographic . but it weirds me out so i dont actually want 2 engage in real five nights at freds only thru the sweet filter of nic cage am i safe ig. cos that was a knockoff? who made that movie it was so weird and not even in an awesome way like many other b movies. idk the whole concept like. and yk fs theres towns like that in america. but theyre just racist. this post is getting away from me . idk the insaneos just dont talk abt jeff the killer anymore maybe im just old . do any pardonmyfrench normal ppl like five nitez at fred. i mean ig my coworkers pretty normal from what i know. ig im probably just in such different spheres from the enjoyers of that n the only ones being crazy abt it is the crazies so. i feel like this isnt very pc im sorry like my brain dont work good too like its no problem to be mentally ill and have interests im just . it throws me thry a loop. that n like taylor swift continuously getting bigger status thru out what feels like my lifespan. like i remember singing 'our song' in first grade w classmates n its like yeah its gud ig im 5 i dont have a critiquing of music mind yet too much. its catchy. never thought shed still be around let alone with a cult following in the year 2023. was it covid? like i havent heard about nikki minaj in ages but taylor swift is being exponential as hell in like . all this. why is she in so many commercials. ok my neighbors just got home one minute and thirty seconds ago and theyre already using power tools fuck yea girls build a house for her!! or that could be a blender tbh i thought i heard hammering though. hammering and sawing. shit did i just stereotype lesbians. i shouldnt be allowed to have tumblr app when im home alone cos then i just type type type whatever i want and we end up with this. oh sidenote too, i have a thickass nodule on my thyroid im having checked today so like ig ilyk laterz if its really fucked. like i hope i dont get all goited up thatd suck. its so funny bc in my eating disorder in highschool i was like oh what a dream itd be to have hyperthyroidism, sighs wistfully. omg what if gods punishing me and i get hypothyroidism and get f*t. but its probably just a lump and its not the consistency of cancer so we good basically. just waiting for the doc to say that too haha! and im like 3 days off all alcohol even the light beers bc i am getting sick of never having energy and like i wanna make sure my life is good and its hard to take care of everything because ngl im a heavy drinker n once i have any alcohol im just like impatiently waiting for my next drink, so. and its expensive when you drink a 12 pack a day plus other alkie snacks such as shooters pints or beers at the bar. and i need to save for a cruiseeee devon n i have been married for almost three years n still havent went on vacation yet goddamn! we deserve it , and i was the sexiest in my life when i was sober for a year too so jot that down.

[bitc0insteven]

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+mood visualizer // davey - next in line

your home boi back at it again with yet another late af life update becos the ano the life kasi pare HAHAHHAHAH anywayss hello universe, been a whileee whiiiiie!

everything is slowly going bacc to normal and i am in a love-hate situation with this setting. i like dis shet because i can finally go out with friends and hug em and have coffee dates with em and yenno do typical things we do pre pandemic. but this red school thingy jahsfdgkjasfdgajksdf i dont even wanna talk about it man o my gawd. Kaya pala madali makapasok di2 kasi ang hirap pala makaalis HAHAHAHHAJGSDKJAGSDFKJASH 

// mechanicaaaal engineeeeringhuhu

Currently on my 5th year and all i can say is damn ang hirap naman papi lods HAHAHHA kung kelan umunti subj saka naman humirap ang everyone everytime everywhere at everything HAHAHHAHAHAH anywayss still lucky for my friend because they make all of this mess bearable. I am looking forward to finishing this course soooonest. Fingers crossed that everything will go as planned becos di ko na alam HAHHAAH 

PS2 and COMPRE be gud 2 me naman mga acla :))))))

// raaki chan

i love you my pup wala ako masasabi at di mo naman to mababasa pero i really enjoy going home because of u. i hope you grow fatter and fluffier and cute and plis wag ka na mag wiwi sa room ko lawak na lawak ng bahay HAHAH love you doggooo mwa mwaaa!!

// sad bois club

i cant believe that we are actually going different ways becos of this red school hahahah di na tayo nakakalabas masyado because of the schedule but im still happy that we doin the things that we have 2 do and prioritize the stuff that actually matter. 

for now tiis muna tayo sa ating dates sa jabi tuwing friday at madaming gawain sadya HAHAHHAh again, more kopi shap dates mga bayot labyu gaiz 

to Z4LDX thank you pi always lalo na sa pagkuha ng water lily forda PS2 mwa. Salamat sa pag dayo ng inom di2 sa bahay lagi labyu bhi3

to P4MC i labyu pero wag ka patamad tamad plizzzz i belib in u the bff almighty alam kong kayang mo lahat yan extra effort sa mga bagay bagay ang need u at tandaan mo all ears kami lagi labyu mwa mwa

// dabeh

i never told u eversince how i am thankful to have u as a brother. kahit di ako vocal ay i know that u feel it naman lagi ko sinasabi na i labyu at tunay yon HAHAHAH salamat sa pagsalo always rooting for u dabeh mwa mwa d2 lang ako kahit lagi ka naman natulog sa inuman di ka pa mautas HAHAHAHHAHAHAH

// mam :))))))

i know that everything is kinda awkward and unclear but i just wanna let u know that my intentions are clear and i reaaaaally like u pi wag mo ko sabihan na babae becos HAJHAGSDKJAGHSDJHAS BENT NGA DIBA TANGA MO NAMAN MAM HUHUHU MISS U LOVE U HAHAHA i hope that u achieve what u deserve dito lang muna ako sa gild tahimik na inaadmire ka hehehhehhehehe yun lang gl po hahajgskjaghsdjfkhasjhfd

// ailuuuughh

miiiiii hahahhaa wala na din ako masabi sayo lalo na sa kabaitan mo sakin hayss baka crust mo ko ha HAHHAHA i enjoy spending time with u esp yung mga kape shet naten i know you do great thought di ko nasasabi sayo. thank you always for having my back ill be you clyde, ill be your sonny! mwa mwa

// 04 fam

nothing makes me happier than seeing my friends achieve their goals. little by little napapatunayan na natin ang mga kakayanan natin. i am very proud of how 04 fam is doing in lyyyyf soon engineer na tayo lahat. next in line na tayo huhu cant wait!!! CONGRATS nga pala kay madam at rueeeeeel tanginanyooo mamaaaaaaaw!!!! SANA PALARIIIIN!

anywaaaays yan lang muna HAHAHAHHA brb ulit next year or years bahala na bye aral na KO EME hahahahahhahahahha MWA MWA GUYS C U SOON

BITC0000IN +030623+ // 12:59 A.M.