I can’t believe this wtf <- girl who acts outwardly cold and aloof and pushes people away when her friend tells her that she doesn’t feel things as much/as strongly as other people do (he was not being mean, it made sense in the context of the conversation)
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Kind of fucked up that I still get notifications on Pinterest of people liking a comment from over a year ago where I said "would" under a screenshot of Walter White
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you ever just say something and go why did I say that
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zeezee are you shadowbanned because you don’t pop up when i search your username 😭
i think i might be shadowbanned 😭😭😭 my posts arent coming up on tags too LMFAOOO
thank u for letting me know meisha 💔
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Fuck me running i didnt sleep im going to commit crimes
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I can't believe I have to watch the match while writing an essay I should've done it earlier FFS
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I love that this fandom doesn't understand Baxter's character, I adore how they patronize him,a whole ass adult, for facing the consequences of his actions.
I love how people make him feel like a sad little baby when he leaves mc as if that's not something he made extremely clear. I love how people treat this 19 year old as if he's not old enough to understand the consequences of his actions. I love how Baxter is aware of his flaw's but feels like he can't break them because people only see him as a tool and this fandom reinforces that.
I love how people will get mad at Nico for doing the cardinal crime of being 6 years old but will baby a 24 year old Baxter. I love how people make him this charismatic rich guy when it's shown that he's a hot mess that doesn't know what he wants. I love that Baxter's whole character arc is about his self sabotaging tendencies and how everyone ignores that. I love that people fell in love with the mask he had for most of the dlc.
I love that this fandom lacks reading comprehension skills and understanding of nuance characters, great job everyone for not understanding how writing works :)
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"Trying to do right by me now will not lessen the wrongs you've done to me before. Your actions of comfort are mere pebbles against the cavernous valleys you've inflicted upon me."
She turns dead, empty eyes at him, and some part of him breaks. He knows he doesn't deserve any less.
"I will say this once more, my lord, as you have deemed to ignore my words yet again." She smiles softly, insincere.
"I expect nothing less than apathy, nothing less than being treated as a stranger, and wish it to remain so for the rest of my so-called wretched life." He winces, as a conversation they once had haunts him here, in broad daylight. He does not hang his head, though he wishes he could. He turns to focus on the cage before him, the beautiful bird that reminded him so much of her hair, her eyes.
He sees her delicate hand, dainty and oh so breakable, gently caress the bars of the cage. The bird stretches, tries to entice her to pet her, cooing softly. He can hear her huff a soft laugh, indulging the creature for a moment before she freezes and pulls away.
"I wonder, my lord, if you wish to cage me just like this bird that reminds you so much of me." Though her voice is thoughtful, as if she is merely thinking out loud, he can still hear the scorn. He tenses, because that was not his intention, because that is far from what he wanted, he merely wanted her to be happy---"I wonder, my lord, if you ever thought to ask the bird if it would like to be kept." His thoughts screech to a stop.
He hears her laugh, before softly asking him, "What a silly thought, asking a bird what it wants." A moment later, the soft clacking of her heels walking away echo in his brain. The door opens, but does not close. "Truly, because what else would a bird want but to fly?" The door clicks gently closed.
The bird coos and turns away from him when he reaches in, forlorn.
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