#people think i am a girl and fucking morons have this idea that girl + boy = dating ????

[totheidiot]

the phenomenon of sitting next to your crush in a gay manner.

[oxydiane]

we talk a lot about how sasuke and naruto are so crazy about each other but there’s never enough attention on how the rest of the naruto cast Also thinks they are two fucking lunatics. like we are not alone on this. you have jiraiya telling naruto he needs to not go and chase a mf who tried to snatch his heart out his ribcage and naruto is like no i’d rather be a fucking moron for the rest of my life honestly. you have naruto leaving a mission and saying sory i cannot stay i need to go home and wait for sasuke and the fucking platypus looks at him ???? like he even had me confused where are you goin g to wait? ? why are you saying that like sasuke is coming back the fuck did i miss??? you have the kage summit arc which is just a whole bucket of ice being dropped onto you because you come in and immediately get slapped in the face by naruto letting himself be beat up because he won’t tell them where sasuke is??? like he has any fucking idea where sasuke is. and sai tries to make him come to his senses like naruto??? naruto WHAT ARE U DOING. it’s so bad they need an intervention. right after that naruto faces the raikage and gets on his knees saying i know my almost boyfriend almost killed your brother but i promise it wasn’t on purpose he was just being silly please don’t put a bounty on his head a war will literally ensue. and like. there’s LAYERS to this. 1. even RAIKAGE is like BOY what are you doing. STAND UP. 2. at this point you can count the people who like sasuke on the fingers of one hand like WHO is gonna start a war over him… naruto out there moving a war against a whole country by himself over his bf ok you go girl i guess. after this it gets even worse like gaara has to go up to him and be like SASUKE DOWSNT CARE ABOUT YOU. HE DOES NOT WANT YOU. and naruto just slaps his hand away in front of his family like rude?????? ignoring anything it is hilariouuusssss and then sai is like sorry. sakura lied to you they are actually off to kill sasuke and naruto gets a panic attack so severe he passes out. like i am not joking it was so bad his friends tried to kill sasuke behind his back. and then naruto escapes bedriddenment (is that a word?) after passing out from his panic attack to run and make sure NOBODY kills sasuke. like he’s on a RUSH leaping those trees he’s a boy on a mission. then after he gets there he’s like kakashi DO NOT TOUCH HIM. they launch themselves at each other bla bla gay monologues did you see what was in my heart and then. and then naruto is like. wait sasuke. and sasuke waits like sorry that’s such a little thing but it’s so funny to me like sasuke was just acting a lil murderous crazy manic wtv but naruto told him to wait and he waits. ok good boyfriend. anyways moving on naruto is like do you get it sasuke. if we fight again we will BOTH DIE! (everybody gets a ?????? bubble) i am the only one who can shoulder all that hatred. i will CARRY THE BURDEN OF YOUR HATRED AND WE WILL DIE TOGETHER! and . absolutely Everybody in that room just goes ???????????? what the FUCK is he TALKING ABKHT. everybody except sasuke. sasuke smirks and he’s like sure. they just talked about dying together and meeting each other in a different life where they’ll be free of their burdens and they’re just Fine and all ok smiling at each other and everyone is so fucking confused. like the entire supporting cast is with us side eyeing sasuke and naruto and thinking what in the everloving FUCK is WRONG WITH YOU????????

[anamericangirl]

The Israel vs Palestine conflict is such a long-spanning and insanely complicated thing that there's literally college courses that revolve entirely around the subject. There's people who have been studying it for 70 years who still barely understand it. There's historians with PhDs trying to piece together anything they can that could help them figure out a means to potentially instill a ceasefire or even peace altogether who have failed time and time again for decades if not literally centuries.

And yet people with 7 years of Twitter experience think they know enough about the conflict to pick a side and vouch for the destruction of the opposite side.

The amount of times I want to say "Shut the fuck up you fucking stupid idiot, you know literally nothing about this conflict, you have no idea what's actually happening, I bet if I asked your opinion on the Two State Solution you wouldn't even have a fucking clue what that means" on a daily basis reading these actual braindead moronic 16yo Twitter users' dipshit opinions who keep citing celebrity blue-checkmark Twitter posts as evidence to vouch for the eradication of a middle eastern country they don't even know a fucking thing about is STAGGERING.

I'm in my mid-30s and I stay out of politics on all sides because I am not qualified in any way to form opinions on matters so serious that they may or may not result in people being killed, and it fucking pisses me off that people half my fucking age are telling me that I should support Palestine or Ukraine or vouch for the genocide of Israel or join ANTIFA or BLM or put #FreeTaiwan in my fucking twitter bio.

You actual braindead stupid fucking morons have absolutely no clue what any of these conflicts actually mean, none of them have anything to do with you, go back to bitching about girls in video games being too sexy and shut the fuck up about actual real conflicts because you're a fucking moron if you think you know anything about what you claim you're in support of.

I swear to God if I see one more Twitch player playing Fortnite ranting about the Israel Palestine conflict and telling people that donations during their stream go to Palestine, Ukraine, Taiwan and LGBT activism centers, I'm gonna go feral. It is so unbelievably belittling to people who have spent their entire life researching and educating themselves on these conflicts to be able to build an understanding, that a dipshit who collects loli bestiality porn and plays Metroid Prime on Twitch thinks he's on the same level as those researchers.

PREACH! It's so fucking annoying how everyone suddenly thinks they're experts on this conflict when before October 7, 2023 none of them even knew it was happening and they're just cringey ass brain dead parrots saying what they're supposed to say without doing their due diligence to at least get somewhat informed on the matter before boycotting Starbucks, using hashtags and swapping the Ukraine flag for the Palestine flag and thinking they're doing something.

What really gets to me is when influencers I follow, like apolitical ones who are grown ass adults, jump on the bandwagon and are actually orchestrating fundraisers for Palestine and it makes me so fucking mad because they absolutely have no excuse for that. I just want to scream at them "hey! you know literally every cent you raise is going straight to Hamas and no Palestinian will ever get a single penny!! It's all going to buy weapons to kill Israeli civilians. YOU ARE LITERALLY FUNDING GENOCIDE AND TERRORISM YOU ABSOLUTE BUFFOON!!!" I don't have a shred of respect for people who talk about all the terrible things happening in Gaza but don't have a single word to say about the atrocities Hamas commits daily in Israel. Not one of them has condemned or even mentioned the attack on October 7th. Fuck every single one of them.

[littlethingsinlife]

i'm sorry (happier part 2)

A/N: I was not expecting the amount of positive feedback for the first part and I was even more surprised to see people asking for a part 2! It was originally created to be a one-shot but a part 2 really fit well with how the first one ended. Anyway, I just wanted to say thank you again for all of the love and support! I hope you all enjoy. I also want to thank my friend, @tummymoth, they really helped me flush out and refine my rusty ass writing (also let me word vomit at them till midnight sometimes).

Pairing(s): Past Lo’ak x Omatikayan!Reader, Ao’nung x Omatikayan!Reader, Slight mentions of Lo’ak x Tsireya

Warnings: Lo'ak's POV, Swearing, Ao'nung saying something sus ONE time

More Info: My vision for this part 2 was to create a reply in Lo'ak's pov. So we'll have a look at what he experienced and thought process (not too sure if any of that made sense) but I was inspired by Joshua Bassett's song "i'm sorry" and it played constantly as I wrote this. Hopefully I was able to do right by my idea haha.

Summary: 7,547

Part 1: Happier

Key:

(Y/N) = Your Name 

Lyrics = Bolded Italics 

Flashbacks = Italics

Na'vi Words:

Yuey - beautiful (refers to a person) 

Skxawng - idiot/moron

Marui - Pods where the Na’vi live

Ilu - sea creature similar to dolphins

Ikran - dragon-like creature 

Tulkun - sentient creatures similar to whales

Olo’eyktan - clan leader/ chief

I thought about what I would say

But I’m two years too late

I can’t imagine how you’re doing these days, hmm

Sure, it wasn’t perfect back then

I’ll be first to admit

But it was better than being strangers again, oh

It had been a couple of months since my interactions with (Y/N) dwindled to terse smiles and barely audible greetings. If you asked me to point out the moment our friendship started to change, I couldn’t tell you. When did our bond start to break? When did it even start to crack? We used to talk every day about all the things we did and planned what pranks to pull on everyone, but now? Now, she barely looked in my direction. Now, she wouldn’t even give me the time of day. 

I couldn’t remember when it started, but I knew that it was somehow my fault I grew distant once we arrived in Awa'atlu. I guess I was just so fascinated by the new environment and people, I didn’t even realize a rift started to form between us in the first place, much less that it started to grow. 

The night before we left to find a new home, I held (Y/N) as she let out sobs filled with fear and anxiety. It broke my heart, but all I could do was hold her and let her cry until she was calm enough to tell me what was on her mind. 

“I-I am afraid, what if the sky people come to find us again? I cannot lose any of you; it would break me into a million pieces,” she sobbed. 

“If they find us then we will fight and we will win,” I reassured her, gently rocking her back and forth. 

“You are an idiot, I was so close to losing you, to losing Kiri, Tuk, how do you think it would make me feel to lose the most important people in my life?” she sniffled. My chest ached at how broken she sounded, but the only thing I could do was assure her and offer her more words of comfort as I held her in my arms. 

“I promise that I will be with you throughout the journey as will my family. We love you, and even if you do not believe it, you are a Sully. And you know what my dad always says.” 

“Sullys stick together,” we chorused.

That night, I cradled her in my arms until she fell asleep. 

Fuck, I completely broke my promise to her, how could I forget? Shaking my head, I tried to reason to myself, “Maybe she just needs time alone. I’m sure she’ll come running back soon once she realizes that it's no fun without me, her best friend.” I felt a small, unfamiliar feeling in the pit of my stomach. “Right?” 

I’m drunk too late talking to the moon

Writing songs I can’t sing to you, ‘cause

“Bah! Stop lying, I know you (Y/N). You would have fought alongside me and defended Kiri. You are not the same girl I knew in the forest back home,” I muttered, rolling my eyes and getting up to leave. Honestly, who did she think she was fooling? The skxawng had the balls to insult Kiri, and all she did was sit back and watch. She didn’t even make a move to help until it was to help him by pulling me off. “Talk to me when you’ve come back to your senses,” I called over my shoulder, refusing to look back. 

“Lo’ak! Bro—” a hand roughly grabbed my shoulder, jolting me out of my daze, “why’re you just staring off like that?” I whipped my head to see who the hell it was that was bothering me, only to be met with Neteyam.

“Did you have to grab me that hard?” I hissed before my initial anger gave way to a heavy feeling. “It's nothing, just—just lost in thought” I sighed, shrugging his hand off my shoulder. 

“Right, sure, nothing.” he crouched down beside me. “Don’t think you can lie to me lil bro, you’ve been spacing out more than you usually do. I didn’t even think it was possible to be more empty-headed than you already are,” he stated. 

“Wha—no I haven’t,” I tried to argue, but of course, he wasn’t convinced. 

“Can you stop arguing with me for once and just tell me what’s going on with you, you skxawng?” 

I scrunched my nose in distaste and inhaled sharply, “(Y/N) and I have been…  distant,” I admitted, turning to look at him. “She won’t even look at me. She either only answers me with one word or doesn’t answer at all.” 

He nodded, motioning for me to continue. 

“I—the last time we talked, I said things I didn’t mean. Things that just came out because I was so frustrated and… and angry. It was the heat of the moment and I—” 

“What did you say skxawng, did you hurt her?” Neteyam interrupted, face twisting to show the beginnings of distaste.

“No, no—” I sputtered and raised my hands to calm him before he could go on an hour-long lecture that I absolutely was not in the mood to hear. “At least I don’t think I did… I just wanted to ask her why the hell she was helping fish lips, that’s all—” 

“You didn’t answer me Lo’ak, what did you say to (Y/N)? I don’t care why you did it, I want to know what you said to elicit such a reaction from her.” By Eywa, if he would just give me a chance to get to the point—

“I—I told her that she was not the same girl that I knew back in the forest..." my ears lowered as the weight of what I said slowly sunk in. “And that she could talk to me once she came back to her senses,” I whispered, internally cringing at my harsh words.. 

“You fucking skxawng—” 

“Can you stop calling me that? I already know, you don’t need to keep repeating it…” I scoffed, looking out into the ocean. I’m good enough at beating myself up over the hundreds of times I’ve messed up in this lifetime, I didn’t need another disappointed set of eyes on me.

My ears twitched at the deep sigh he let out. “Look, I’m sorry that I keep calling you skxawng but that is exactly what you are for saying something so hurtful to your best friend of all people. The two of you were inseparable the moment you were born. Even if you don’t want to, suck up your dumbass pride,” my ears flattened again. It wasn’t pride, I’m not prideful. It—it was me needing (Y/N) on my side. We used to always be on the same page, and when she said I was wrong for wanting to defend Kiri against those assholes, it felt like she was siding with them instead of me, and—

Okay, so maybe it was pride.

  “Admit that you were wrong, and go talk to (Y/N),” Neteyam insisted as he put a reassuring arm around my shoulders, jostling me around to prove a point. “Your friendship is so much stronger and Eywa knows that a heat-of-the-moment argument isn’t going to break that. You should have more faith in her.” His gaze sharpened before he schooled his expression into something calmer. “Just talk to her, yeah?” 

“...Yeah,” I mumbled, swallowing down whatever argument was trying to bubble up from my throat and prying his arm off me. “You’re right. I’ll just clear things up with her and apologize. Everything will go back to normal after that, thanks bro—for listening,” I agreed. 

Ever since that day

The things I didn’t say They haunt me, oh

And I know that I’m to blame 

So, go ahead and 

Blame it on me, oh

Our lessons on the ways of the Metkayina were finished, so it was rare for the entire group to be in the same place. But every once in a while, we all finished our chores at the same time and found ourselves near the shore where we first learned to ride the ilu, and sat around a fire hours before eclipse, laughing and exchanging stories. 

The rarity of these moments made me cherish them that much more, but two people continued to miss our not-so-scheduled gatherings the past two moon cycles. How was it possible that they were the only two to keep missing our hangouts? Were they together? Fish lips had better not be doing anything to (Y/N) or so hel—

“(Y/N)! Ao’nung! You guys made it!” Rotxo laughed. 

“Yeah, yeah, quit shouting will you?” Ao’nung shot back as he sat down next to Rotxo, (Y/N) smiling softly as she followed. 

“So, what’ve you guys been up to? We haven’t seen you in what feels like ten moon cycles.” Neteyam questioned.

“Teyam, you saw me earlier today, you literally helped me feed our ikran,” (Y/N) joked. ‘Teyam? When did she start calling him by anything other than his given name?

Ao’nung swatted her side with his stupidly wide tail and swung an arm around her shoulder with a remarkably punchable smile on his face “More like he was trying to make sure you didn’t accidentally give them your fingers for breakfast. They would’ve gotten indigestion.”

“Haha very funny Ao’nung,” she drawled, “I would’ve fed you to Tekay instead, but she would’ve gagged the moment she caught a whiff of you,” she scoffed as she quickly pushed him away by the chest.

“Wait… Do they even have a gag reflex?” Fish lips didn’t budge, he just had a dumb look of confusion on his face.

“No, but they would defy the laws of biology to gag just for you,” she quipped, sticking out her tongue and moving to push him away again, but the skxawng had the nerve to pull her into a headlock. 

“Oh, yuey, the ikran won’t be the only ones gagging on me tonight,” he argued with a smirk. 

Did I want to punch that smirk off his face? Did I want to gag? Both? Before I could make a decision, (Y/N) grimaced, pushing him away again and smacking him upside the head. 

“That’s actually repulsive. You’re disgusting.”

“Dude, keep it in your pants, her family is right there,” Rotxo laughed, doubled over as he struggled to catch his breath.

“Yeah, we’re right here,” I interjected with a smile—wanting to join in on the jokes that were being thrown around—but it was hard to keep my face from falling when I saw (Y/N)’s bright expression falter. 

“Anyway, what were you guys talking about before Ao’nung and I arrived?” she asked in a too-bright tone of voice she only used when she desperately wanted to change the subject. As if everyone came to an unspoken agreement to forget about the conversation before, one by one they all started talking about who they thought would win in a fight—Toruk Makto, or our Olo’eyktan, Tonowari. 

The sound of laughter and excited chatter faded as I replayed the previous conversation in my head. When did they start joking around like that? Why the hell did fish lips call her yuey like it was the most natural thing in the world? How come she smiled so easily with him but faltered when she sees me? She was probably smiling with him right now—

I looked over at her, a pit in my stomach already forming at the idea of her smiling at him, but she looked so distant, so withdrawn from everything around her. Before I could even blink, she put a delicate hand on Ao’nung’s arm to grab his attention and mumbled something in a hushed tone. After a few beats of silent conversation, Ao’nung nodded and gave her a look of understanding. 

Why did he look at her like that? How much time did they spend together to be able to understand each other with just a look? How much time have I wasted breaking my promise to her while she grew closer to someone else? 

 Standing up, I made up my mind that I would talk to her and clear up any miscommunication. There was no way in hell I was about to let fish lips ruin our childhood friendship. Before I could even get close, Neteyam pulled me aside. 

“Bro, why’re you glaring at everyone?” he asked with concern written all over his face.

“Glaring?” I tilted my head in confusion. “I’m not glaring, this is just my face.” 

“No, no.” He shook his head. “I’m your brother, I know your face. Whatever look you’ve been throwing at Ao’nung and (Y/N)? You may as well have been throwing knives at them.”

Behind Neteyam, I could see (Y/N) get up to bid everyone good night and slowly walk in our direction. This was my chance, I just needed this overbearing idiot to leave me alone. 

“Whatever look you think I’m giving to them, you’re wrong,” I denied. “Can you not act like this right now?” My tail flicked side to side impatiently, an obvious twinge of annoyance clear in my tone. I licked my lips nervously as I could hear footsteps coming closer. Leaning slightly to the side, I looked behind Neteyam to see (Y/N) and—

Ao’nung? What? Why is he there? 

“Good night,” (Y/N) muttered, not sparing us a glance as she walked past. I followed her every move and—as if everything slowed down—my eyes narrowed as they found Ao’nung’s hand placed on her lower back, leading her gently in the direction of the marui. 

I know that I’m too late

But I’ll say it anyway

I’m sorry 

I’m sorry 

I’m sorry 

Though it's far too late

“I did it! Did you see that Reya?” I shouted—out of breath—as I showed off the shell Tsireya threw. 

“Yes, yes you did it!” She exclaimed, excitedly wrapping her hand around mine. For someone who spent so much time underwater, her hand radiated so much warmth. So easy to hold. My heart swelled with pride as she continued to compliment me. “You’ve improved so much!”

“Yeah? Well, I had a great teacher,” I joked, nudging her softly with my shoulder. It wasn’t just her hands that were warm either, she just seemed to radiate it.

“Oh stop, you flatter me too much,” she denied, fidgeting with her hair. Was that a blush on her face? “C’mon, why don’t we catch up with the others? Private lessons are officially done for the day,” she announced as she led me to shore. Oh Eywa, she looked so pretty like this, with her hair flowing down her back and the way her eyes cast down when she became flustered. And her smile, it was a smile that could knock the air out of my lungs.

While we walked onto shore, we joked around and laughed with each other, talking about anything and everything. The ease of each reply and joke came as smoothly as gliding through the water on an ilu—as easy as breathing. Laughing at another one of Tsireya’s jokes, my eyes scanned the village as we approached it. Families were winding down for the day as they cooked dinner, although I didn’t see mine anywhere nearby aside from Kiri. 

My smile slowly dropped when I was able to make out Kiri looking frantically around as if she was searching for someone. Tsireya and I made our way to her, worry filling the pit in my stomach. As we got closer, I could see Ao’nung climb down one of the roots of the Mangrove trees and make a beeline toward her. My eyes stayed on both of them, making sure that fish lips didn’t do anything to Kiri. 

Ears twitching I was able to make out the words, “(Y/N)? Did you find her? ” from Kiri as they were carried on the wind toward us.

“Yeah I did, I was able to get her to eat, but she’s not looking too good,” Ao’nung replied with concern lacing his voice.

Brows furrowing, I pulled Ao’nung by the shoulder. “What do you mean she’s not looking good? Where is she? What did you do?” 

“What the hell do you mean? I didn’t do shit, freak.” I rolled my eyes at the insult. He couldn’t use that thick head of his to think of anything else to call me? From the pained look on his face, I could tell that my grip on his shoulder had too much pressure. Good. Served him right.

Before Ao’nung and I could continue our argument Kiri groaned, “Will the both of you skxawng shut up! I’ll go talk to her.” My eyes followed her retreating form as she went to talk to (Y/N)—tail lashing back and forth in agitation all the while—before turning back to Ao’nung.

Who the hell did he think he was? I’d beat his skxawng ass if he hurt (Y/N) in any way. He had no right to look so damn worried. They weren’t even close. What even happened? How long had she been missing for Kiri to go to fish lips of all people for help? Should I follow Kiri? Why didn’t (Y/N) come to me? She always came to me, and if she came to me now, I absolutely would have listened. Why—

“Lo’ak? Hey, are you okay? Lo’ak?” a hand softly placed itself on my arm. Closing my eyes in frustration, I sighed. 

“Yeah, perfectly fine.” 

Damn it, was that when it started? How idiotic and blind have I been that I didn’t even notice that her trust in me started to slip and die when it was right in front of me? Why didn’t I go to her and make sure she was okay? I should’ve punched that idiot’s lights out—

“Ao’nung! Stop pulling me you skxawng, you’re walking too fast, slow down!” a hushed voice chastised. 

“C’mon yuey, we only have about an hour before eclipse, we have to hurry!” His voice grated against my ears as he responded. 

“That’s plenty of time!” (Y/N) insisted. I could hear the laughter bubbling up in her voice as she chased after him. “Please Ao’nung slow down, I can’t keep up.” 

“It can’t be helped, you’re so short—” a whack could be heard. “Ow!”

“I’m as tall as Tsireya, you giant!” 

“Both you and my sister are short—Ow! Alright, just because you did that, you leave me no choice,” Ao’nung said, throwing (Y/N) over his shoulder with a laugh. 

The bickering voices got closer, and my eyes narrowed at the way he held her. My breath hitched as he whispered something in her ear that made her ears perk up and her eyes widen. What the hell was he saying to her? Before I could spring up from my spot, Ao’nung tossed (Y/N) in the water, her yelp quickly interrupted by the sound of her body hitting the water. 

I stayed in my spot as shock zipped through my body. Letting out a breath I didn’t know I held, her head popped out of the water, a playful glare on her face. 

“I told you, you left me no choice,” he stated, guffawing at her expression.

“Oh yeah?” she groused, spitting out seawater as she wrung out her hair. “Well fuck you too. Help me out of here?” 

“Only if you say the magic word,” he taunted, crossing his arms with a smirk. “Otherwise, I’m afraid my hands are tied.”

“Please, oh great son of our Olo’eyktan, help me out of the ocean,” she beckoned dramatically, sarcasm dripping from every word while she rolled her eyes. “It’s about time you recognized my proud lineage, forest dweller,”  he said as his chest puffed out with a hand reaching towards (Y/N). And there was that stupid smile on his face.

(Y/N) rolled her eyes, a mischievous smile spreading across her face as she reached for his hand, making sure to tug with enough force to unceremoniously yank him into the water. 

“So much for the son of a great warrior! Your instincts are shit!”

“My instincts are dull you say?” he questioned as his head popped up next to her. “We’ll see about that!” 

“Wha—AHHH—'' she wheezed. “No, please Ao’nung stop! That tickles!” Her arms flailed wildly in an attempt to free herself from his grasp. 

What the fuck.

  My ears flattened at an angle as I tried to process the scene unfolding before me. When did she start laughing with him? That should’ve been me she was laughing with. Not him, not the skxawng who had been nothing but rude to us since we arrived. What… what was I even saying—Fuck I didn’t know anymore. Why did I feel like this every time I saw them together… laughing and making jokes like we used to?

And it was me, it wasn’t you

It’s cliche, but it’s true 

I wasn’t thinking how I usually do, oh

And is your momma doing well? 

Or does she still hate me? 

But it was hard to watch me put you through hell 

I’m drunk, too late, talking to the moon, ooh

Writing songs I can’t sing to you, ‘cause 

Two weeks had passed since I started noticing the changes in (Y/N)’s relationship—friendship?—with Ao’nung. It was like every time I blinked, I could see her laughing loudly as Ao’nung tickled her with a triumphant smile on his stupid face. Since that day, I had been trying to find a way to talk to (Y/N), but she was never alone. She was always with him and when she wasn’t, she disappeared and I couldn’t find her no matter how hard I looked. 

Now here I was, wandering around trying to look for her as I rehearsed what I wanted to tell her. 

Where could she be? Dinner was in an hour and she wasn’t anywhere near our marui. I had to find her soon so there would be enough time for us to talk. I had to tell her that I miss her, that I was sorry for being so dumb, that I shouldn’t have let my pride blind me, and that I didn’t mean any of the things I said. 

There was only one place I hadn’t looked yet… hopefully she was there. 

As I was getting closer to the root Kiri stalked to, I could see two silhouettes beside each other. An all-too-familiar feeling bloomed in my chest once I registered that she was there with him. 

Her melodic laughter made my steps falter. I clenched my fists tightly, contemplating if I should go over there and pull her away, force her to talk to me, to listen. But I couldn’t, I couldn’t do that to her, not when she looked so content, so happy. 

Ever since that day 

The things I didn’t say 

They haunt me, oh

I know that I’m to blame 

So, go ahead and 

Blame it on me, oh

“Lo’ak? You said you were going to look for (Y/N) and never came back. She’s already in the marui helping mom cook,” Kiri stated, a twinge of annoyance lacing her voice. “Hey, are you listening?” She shook my arm slightly, making me jump out of my stupor. 

“Yeah, sorry, you said dinner was ready?” I asked as I stared off. 

The sand beside me crunched softly as Kiri made a move to sit beside me. “No, I said that (Y/N) is with mom helping her cook. Where is your head at?” she asked as she tilted her head to try and meet my gaze. “Are you alright?” The annoyance in her voice shifted to concern. 

“I’m fine, yep—just… fine,” I brushed her off, hoisting myself up to head towards Mom and Dad for dinner before Kiri yanked me back down. 

“Lo’ak, don’t pretend you’re okay when you’re not. Tell me what’s going on,” she urged. “Maybe I can help you with whatever it is that’s occupied your mind lately.”

I inhaled sharply, debating if I should tell her what had been muddying my mind, the reason why I had been so spaced out, why I had been glaring daggers at fish lips each time I saw his stupid face next to (Y/N)—how confused I was. 

“Stop with the thinking skxawng, you might hurt yourself,” she admonished. “Just tell me. It’s not like I can’t handle it.” 

Huffing, I rolled my eyes and turned away from her to look at the sea. I hadn't even said anything yet and Kiri was already making me feel idiotic. How was I supposed to tell her what's been going on like this? Maybe if I kept quiet for long enough, she would get tired of waiting for me to start talking and go on to eat dinner without me. 

A couple of minutes of silence passed. 

I could still feel her staring at me.

“I’ve—I’ve been conflicted,” I started, tongue feeling heavy in my mouth as I continued to stare at the shoreline. “I don’t know what I’m feeling.”

“What do you mean?” Kiri nudged my shoulder with hers. “Elaborate a little more, I can’t help if you don’t tell me the reason why you’re feeling confused.” 

“...Whenever I see (Y/N) with Ao’nung, it’s as if I can feel my heart aching,” I said, motioning toward my chest to prove my point. “There’s always a… a surge of anger that rushes through me. All I want to do is pull her away from him so then everything can go back to the way things used to be—for us to be okay.”

“Lo’ak…” If I was looking at her, I’d probably see Kiri tilt her head with sympathy. But sympathy isn’t what I needed right now.

“I want her to look at me and smile, to laugh with me, hug me—but now, whenever I get close to her, she’s next to him, laughing with him, cracking the jokes we would make to each other… I just—” I rubbed at my face in frustration. It wasn’t as if the words were hard to come by—I had spent so much time bottling them up that it was hard to stop talking. No, I just hated the fact that I felt this way in the first place. “I don’t understand why seeing them makes me feel like my heart is about to explode—why it makes me want to scream. It hurts.” 

“Lo’ak” she put a hand on my shoulder. “Are you—are you in love with (Y/N)?”

Love?

I sputtered in surprise and whipped my head toward Kiri to see if she was joking or not. What kind of a sick question was that? I wasn’t in the mood for any games. 

“What? No, she���s like my… sister?”

She rolled her eyes and sighed. “If you’re not, then why does seeing her with Ao’nung hurt you so much? Why do you care as much as you do?” 

“I shouldn’t!” I wrenched my shoulder away from her hand and stood up. The need to move around and do something—anything—was too much. There was too much energy thrumming right beneath my skin to sit still anymore. 

“That’s the problem! After everything I said to her, done to her? I don’t have the right to say I’m in love with her. She’s my childhood friend, Kiri. That’s all our relationship has ever been… I just—” I paused in thought and tried to calm down. “I didn’t realize seeing her have so much fun with someone else would make me feel so, so hollow—” 

“Let me ask you something, you have to promise to be completely honest with me, okay?”

I nodded, not even looking in her direction. 

“When (Y/N) tried to pull you off from Ao’nung that one fight months ago, what did you feel? Angry? Betrayed? Jealous?”

Jealous? Did she really think I was sulking for months because of such a petty feeling? I’m not a jealous person. I never have been. 

“Seeing her jump in to get me off him made me feel like she was siding with him and telling me that I was wrong. Her actions were clear as day to me, Kiri.” I started to pace around. “She was protecting him—caring for him when she should’ve been next to me, helping and supporting me. When she did that—I felt like the only person that’s ever been on my side—” I croaked and turned my head to look at Kiri as tears stung my eyes “The only person who didn’t see everything I did as some sort of disappointment or failure, abandoned me and chose someone else.”

“...”

“I know that I could’ve approached her a different way but how could I when I felt so broken?” I inhaled sharply, eyebrows furrowed. “ It’s all fish lips’ fault. If he wasn’t such an asshole, none of this would have happened, and (Y/N) and I would still be the same, she would still be by my side—supporting me, loving me.” 

“Why do you keep blaming it on Ao’nung?”

“Because it is his fault that things have turned out the way it has.” I threw my hands up, exasperated. What wasn’t Kiri getting? “He’s getting in between my relationship—er—friendship with (Y/N)! If he wasn’t there I would be able to talk to her and tell her I’m sorry, but she’s always with him—”

“Stop! Are you hearing yourself?” She nudged at my foot to interrupt and scoffed. “You’re unbelievable, you know that? (Y/N) told me what you said to her, how ‘she wasn’t the same girl’ you knew back in the forest. Do you know what happened when you told her that? Do you know how much pain she was in?”

Pain? I snorted, turning towards Kiri. “Now I know what you’re saying is bullshit. You know how (Y/N) is—if she really was pissed at me she would’ve come to me instead of running to someone else.”

“She wasn’t pissed. She cried because of you, Lo’ak. Because of what you said.” I stopped dead in my tracks to look at her. Kiri's eyes didn’t waver. Another heavy feeling settled on my chest and clawed its way up my throat. If you had asked me what it was, I wouldn’t have been able to tell you. Was I sad? Guilty? Angry? Was I jealous like she said?

I settled on anger.

“If you’re saying what I think you’re saying—”

“The person that found her that night, the one who comforted her? That was Ao’nung. He held her in his arms as she sobbed when I found them.” She stood up too, forcing me to stop pacing. 

“The last thing I want to hear about right now is him, Kiri. What the fuck—”

“Did you ever think about why she’s so comfortable with him now? Why they’re so close? While you ignored her for weeks, he made sure she was okay—made sure she ate every day. He didn’t leave her side until she finished,” Kiri pointed out, and before I could even think to open my mouth to remind her how shitty he was to her especially, she cut me off. “Yes, he was an asshole at the beginning, and yes he has a screwed-up way to show he cares, but he stepped up when you fucked up.” She poked my chest with a glare before she continued. 

“Oh, so I’m a fuck-up now?” I asked wryly. 

“You can’t put all the blame on someone that took care of your best friend. Stop being so blinded by your pride and hatred and see that you’re the real reason why your relationship with (Y/N) isn’t the same as it used to be.” 

My heart sank a little more as I scrambled for something to say. “How could you say that—”

“No, you do not get to interrupt me right now, Lo’ak.” Her eyes flashed with something closer to anger than annoyance. When was the last time I saw her angry? “Listen and listen well. When we couldn’t find (Y/N) and we were looking for her everywhere—he was the one that found her spot, the one she isolated herself to so she could cry alone, and no one would see how much pain she was in. And what were you doing in the meantime?” 

My ears flattened at her rising tone, and I was finally beginning to understand the weight stuck in my throat and chest. Not anger, not even jealousy.

“You were out there with Tsireya, stuck in your own little world.”

It was my fault.

“Don’t get me wrong, I’m really happy that you found her but you can’t have both of them. You can’t be that selfish. From (Y/N)’s perspective, you’ve already chosen the one you want.”

“It’s not like I’ve actually chosen anyone yet,” I tried to interject, but all the fight had left my voice as Kiri’s words dug into my skin and sunk in.

“Don’t you dare play with either of their feelings. (Y/N) held so much love for you in her heart, she allowed herself to break to the point of no repair because she didn’t want to show you how much it hurt her to see you at your happiest with Tsireya.” She paused before continuing, her voice losing its edge. “Let her move on, brother. And if it’s Ao’nung that makes her light up the way she used to, then you suck it up and let him. He was there when your pride wouldn’t even let you apologize or even look in her direction. Actually think about how she feels for once.” 

I hated the fact that there wasn’t anything I could say to prove her wrong. 

“It’s all I’ve been thinking about nowadays,” I muttered.

I know that I’m too late

But I’ll say it anyway 

I’m sorry 

I’m sorry, hmm

I’m sorry 

Though it’s far too late 

“I thought I was already doing that,” a faint voice huffed in annoyance. Turning the corner, I saw Ao’nung and (Y/N) standing on the beach together— far too close for my liking. 

“You were, but you got sloppy. Here, you have to move your hips like this,” he said as he corrected her posture. My ears flattened against my head as he put a hand on her hip and gently directed her movement.

Why did he look so gentle with her?

“Ao’nung,” (Y/N)’s voice rang out, clear as crystal despite her uncertain tone. “Are you sure you should be teaching me this? This is a traditional Metkayina dance, right? I’m…” she hesitated, her voice becoming smaller. “I’m not Metkayina—” 

“Yet.” He interrupted, holding her face in his hands. “You are not Metkayina yet. Once you become one of us, you will have to learn the dance to celebrate the return of our spirit brothers and sisters, so why not learn that now?” I hated how reassuring his voice was. The thought of how either of their eyes looked as they held contact made my stomach turn.

“Yeah… you’re right,” she mumbled with an unsure look on her face.

“Woah, hey pretty girl, look at me,” he insisted, laying his hands on her shoulders and bending his neck so they were at eye level. “I’m serious when I say you will become Metkayina one day, so don’t worry yourself over it right now. Okay?” Ao’nung tilted his head to the side, an unbelievably soft expression on his face. “You have me here to help you.”

“Alright…” (Y/N) mumbled, not convinced. 

“If you don’t get rid of that look on your face I’ll throw you into the water,” he said as his face shifted from sincerity to something mischievous. “Or worse… I’ll tickle you,” he threatened.

“You better not Ao’nung, or I swear to the Great Mother herself I will hu—AHH—get away, you skxawng!'' She laughed as she tried to run away, but Ao’nung grabbed hold of her waist and pulled her into his arms. And despite her words of protest, it was clear as day that she was leaning into him while they scuffled on the sand. 

“No!” she shrieked with glee. “You can’t make me go in there again!”

“I wouldn’t be so sure of that, forest dweller!”

A thought occurred. Should I go up to them? We never got the chance to talk, after all. I took a few steps in their direction before freezing. When was the last time I heard her laugh like that? She had the biggest smile on her face, and the one who made that happen wasn’t me—it was him. 

And if you ever hear this 

I hope you know that 

I’m not proud of who I’ve been, ooh

And if I see you again

I hope you know that 

I wish you nothing but the best

And my biggest regret

The afternoon was quiet, relative silence only interrupted by the crashing of waves. Without much to do, I just sat in our marui and lazed around with Tuk until a horn blew. 

“The tulkun have returned! Everybody—our brothers and sisters have returned!” Tsireya’s voice rang out, and when I poked my head out to see what the fuss was about, I saw the megawatt smile on her face, as she swam by on her ilu. 

The village came to life as everyone mounted either ilu or canoe to make their way to the tulkun. From here, I could see little more than a large group of dark shapes making their way through the water. Payakan himself was dauntingly huge, but to see a whole pod of them show up like this? It was spectacular. I watched the commotion unfold from one of the walkways, lost in thought before I felt water splashing at my feet. 

“Come on Lo’ak! Don’t just stand there, let’s go see the tulkun together!” Tsireya urged, still smiling. Shaken out of my stupor, I grinned widely—diving into the water and clambering onto her ilu. lu may be lithe animals, but I could still feel sinuous muscle under velvety skin as it made adjustments in the water to keep balance. 

“I’ll come, but only if you’re offering a ride,” I joked, gently holding her waist and playfully leaning onto her. The cool water around us made her skin feel that much warmer. It was nice. 

Before I could see her reaction—I would’ve bet anything at that moment that her cheeks had become flushed—we began to quickly make our way toward the rest of the clan and the giant tulkun. 

The air around me vibrated with the excitement and happiness of loved ones returning, and Tsireya was no exception—the speed of the ilu gave away her eagerness to be with her spirit sister. As we leaped into and out of the water, Tsireya’s laughter was carried by the wind and reached my ears. That, and the answering whoops and bellows of Metkayina and tulkun alike, was almost contagious enough to get carried away by the energy surrounding us. 

“My spirit sister is down there,” she said as she dismounted, sliding off her ilu and into the water. “Wait here, yeah?” she smiled at me before diving down.  

I was more than happy to watch the Na’vi around me. Looking around, I was in awe of the sheer amount of tulkun gathered in one area, and how each Metkayina was able to identify their spirit sisters or brothers so easily. Looking down into the shifting waters, I saw Tsireya catching up with her spirit sister, waving her hands around and swimming through the water alongside her.

All around, I could hear people telling stories and the deep, booming calls of the tulkun as they responded with tales of their own. New parents were showing their babies and calves, and as my eyes scanned the horizon, I could see small children holding onto the tulkun’s fins as they were lifted to the glittering ocean surface.  

Not too far away, I heard the sound of a body hitting the water and the sound of grating, but familiar laughter along with an indignant (Y/N) sputtering. 

“Ao’nung, what the fu—” 

“Hey, hey, relax! It’s just some water. There are children here, yuey,” Ao’nung chided with a shit-eating grin on his face. 

“The parents of those children are going to have to explain what it means to return to Eywa once I’m through with you,” she retorted, treading water and becoming even more unamused when he raised his hands in mock surrender. 

“Woah there pretty girl, you’re talking to the son of the mightiest warrior in all of Pandora—”

“That’s funny, I don’t see Neteyam here,” she interjected, pretending to search the waters around them before turning back to Ao’nung and tilting her head, “do you?”

“Just because you said that you can have fun finding your own way back to shore,” he said as he turned his ilu around.

“Oh, c’mon Ao’nung, don’t be like that,” she rolled her eyes and reached a hand towards him. “You’d really leave me here to fend for myself?”

He turned and wagged a disapproving finger at her, “I’ll consider forgiving you if you say word-for-word that I’m the son of the mightiest warrior in all of Pandora. I can’t have you slandering my father’s name, yuey.” She groaned and leaned back into the water. 

“You couldn’t pay me enough to say that load of bull—”

“Nope!” he didn’t give her a chance to defile the ears of any nearby children and crossed his arms. “I wanna hear you say it.”

“...”

“I’m still waiting.”

With a sardonic smile, she finally caved. “Why don’t I do you one better? You’re the mightiest warrior to exist since the time of the First Songs,” she declared, sarcasm dripping from every word as she slapped at the water for emphasis. 

“That’s what I thought, was that so hard?” Even if I wasn’t able to see them, I still would have been able to hear the stupidly wide smile that made its way across his face.

“Don’t be such a big baby and let me meet your spirit brother!” 

“Just because he’s here to visit today, I’ll let that one slide for now.” Ao’nung rolled his eyes, dismounting his ilu to join (Y/N). “Now hold on tight and hold your breath like how we practiced.”

We? Who the fuck was we? Why was he allowing her to meet his spirit brother? Why were they looking at each other like that?

I watched both of their silhouettes submerge and breathed deeply, forcing my thundering heart to calm as I slowly sank my head into the water. At first, all I could see were blobs floating around in the water, but once my eyes adjusted, I could see the fluid movement of Ao’nung talking to his spirit brother. Eyebrows furrowing, I swam a little closer and hoped that I would be able to see what was being signed. With each movement made, it was clear that Ao’nung was translating the clicks and bellows of the tulkun to (Y/N), and whatever was being said made her smile widen by the second. 

I couldn’t watch anymore as my chest burned from the lack of air and I resurfaced to catch my breath. For once, I was thankful for the lack of lung capacity I had. I climbed back onto Tsireya’s ilu. Seeing as she wasn’t back yet, I sat back and leaned on its neck to face the sky.

Did she always glow like that when she smiled? Whenever she was with him—she always looked so happy, so vibrant. Would she have looked like that with me by her side if I didn’t push her away? If I was there for her like I had promised? I wanted to tell her sorry—that I was sorry for taking our friendship for granted, for making her go through it alone. I wish that it didn’t take seeing her smile and laugh with someone else to make me realize how I felt.

I willed my tears to go away. 

Is this how she felt? Seeing me with Tsireya? Great Mother… I was truly horrible, wasn’t I? I wished things turned out differently. Maybe in another universe, I did talk to her—realized sooner, made her happier—but now? Right now, my heart was torn in two, watching as someone else picked up the pieces of the heart I crushed. No amount of words could fix what we used to have, and even though I wanted to whisk her away, tell her I love her—that I see her—that seeing her with him made my skin crawl, I knew I couldn’t. I was no longer worthy to be part of her life, because of me and my actions alone. 

I had become nothing but a stranger. 

Ever since that day 

The things I didn’t say 

They haunt me

I know that I’m to blame

So go ahead and 

Blame it on me, ooh

I know that I’m too late 

But I’ll say it anyway

I’m sorry

I’m sorry 

Hmm, I’m sorry 

Oh-oh-oh-oh, I’m sorry

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The way Condal, Hess and co write certain characters, especially Alicent, just makes them look like some kind of aliens who cannot comprehend the core of human nature and familial bonds (motherly love, sibling dynamic...) . I mean, fine, maybe they aren't parents honestly have no idea about their private lives nor do I want to know ), but that still doesn't justify the atrocious manner in which they have been portraying Alicent's relationship with her children. And I dislike the explanations that come from one part of the fandom (she married against her will, never wanted those children, never felt freedom...) I mean, I don't deny these, but they are not enough to explain or justify her weird (and sudden imo) detachment and dare i say, borderline hatred of her sons. Not to mention that this was the life of westerosi women, basically every one of them. Also, Ryan talked how Alicent and Viserys had "a loving marriage, just weren't in love " and generally holds Viserys in high regard, so he obviously doesn't see him as Alicent's abuser or anything. That's why i cannot understand what is the point of showing her so disgusted by her children and incapable of showing them love. Otto's influence? Maybe, but still not the greatest explanation. And she seems even harsher and distant to her sons this season than Otto ever was to her. She doesn't seem broken over Jaehaerys, she doesn't seem overly upset over Aegon (he's burned alive and is dying ffs and she won't shed a tear), Aemond is apparently an ireedemeable monster in her eyes fur some reason, even before RR... It's so frustrating that there are people who eat it all up and justify it as a genius and subtle storytelling with a lot of details that we "the whiners" refuse or are unable to grasp. Idk, I really liked her in s1 and although she was a bit inconsistent in ep 8 and 9 I hoped it would be retconed. Unfortunately, this season I'm watching a character I don't recognise anymore. And the worst thing is that she doesn't suffer from a lack of screentime like Aemond or Helaena do. Almost everything on tg revolves around her and yet I still have no idea what is her goal or who she is anymore.

Sorry for the rant.

Hello!

I could not agree with you more. Not sure if some kind of personal/family circumstances of HotD writers played a role in them fumbling the Greens family dynamic so badly but I am convinced that their "women good men bad" narrative policy did.

In "Driftmark" Alicent orders for Luke's eye to be cut out (and immediately, in public) - and then attacks Luke and Rhaenyra herself. But a few minutes (in show time) later she repents - and after that, apparently, she is all for "violence is reserved for men" agenda. That's where her disdain for Aemond (in whose name she was about to commit a public act of violence herself) is supposed to come from, I think. It doesn't even feel like she is horrified precisely by the fact that he might have almost killed (deliberately at that) his own brother. Lack of consistency and logic? Yes. Obliviousness at best, hypocrisy at worst (from Alicent, I mean)? Yes. But who cares, right? Alicent does not support the evil deeds of men - and that's what matters.

And her treatment of Aegon looks even more moronic. Girl, you put him on the throne against his will! After her meeting with Rhaenyra she knows it was a result of a misunderstanding (the favourite trick of this show, dammit - but it is a topic for a whole another conversation) but how is Aegon to blame for it?

I can relate to Alicent growing tired of being used and manipulated - but IMO (I agree with you here as well) this is not a good enough excuse for her to fully go into the "fuck yourselves, the lot of you" mode. But for the writers it is, at least it looks like it. They were trying to sell us the bullying of Aemond by Aegon (combined with the former's desire for power) being a sufficient motivation for Aemond to get rid of his brother (during the civil war where they are supposed to be on the same side no less) - and now they are trying to justify whatever Alicent does with her being a child bride and so on and so forth. I have no love for Viserys (or sympathy for Otto - where it comes to him pimping his teenage daughter out to the king) - but turning Alicent into this and expecting everyone to eat it up? Come on. Even some casual viewers are going "WTF" watching Alicent's scenes with her children, never mind those who are familiar with Fire and Blood.

And double yes to the point about the show very heavily focusing on Alicent to the detriment of many other characters (Aemond first of all). It feels like the writers believe that all that audience is supposed to know about Aemond now is that he is a bad guy - and they give him just enough screen time to show that. Meanwhile Alicent has loads of it - just so we could get a really good, really long look at her face and understand just how bad patriarchy failed her.

So, as I see it Alicent is now no more than a means to the end of hammering home the main idea of the show. How does she do that and what happens to her character in the process is unimportant - at least, to the writers and showrunners.

Sorry for the rant as well🙈

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someone hitting on you - with haikyu boys pt.3

characters: stalker!suna rintarou, employee!tsukishima kei, tutor!sugawara koushi

cw: fem!reader

tw: stalking, mentioning of violence

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stalker!suna

Suna wasn’t that kind of guy who would go straightforward for something he desires. Especially if that’s you. He’d like to play games as long as it entertains him. Rintarou would go everywhere you go just to explore the expressions of yours he’d seen before. Keeping his admiration for you in secret was like a drug. It was never enough. Every new shade of emotion, every new reaction would make him want more of you.

Suna would scroll your page late at night to see if there’s something he never noticed. He would go to the same places as you but make sure you wouldn’t see him. Even slightly. Rintarou loved being your shadow.

That one day you posted something about going to the casino night with friends of yours. That day Rintarou decided to make a game a little more spicy. Just add one more player to the game he adored so much.

That night you looked flawlessly gorgeous. Suna was craving for the moment he gives a slightest idea of something that only you could’ve known. To see not a fear in your eyes but a little note of innocent confusion. He knew it was going to be the most beautiful and precious thing he had ever seen.

And yet Rintarou saw you nervously smiling to a stranger. A guy he didn’t know. Why would he? You just bumped into this man and now politely trying to get rid of him. You didn’t see girls around. You were helpless. The dude was almost twice your height grabbing your hand to make you go with him.

Suna was thinking of how he was going to rip him apart. He had waited so much for you feeling not worth to even talk to you. And this motherfucker dares to touch you? No one could treat his desire like that.

But Rintarou also couldn’t manage to let some freak end his game like this. Suna quickly moved to the closest person to him and asked the name of the moron next to you.

“Hey, Troy, this chick bought you a drink.” Rintarou said it loud enough so he would hear. Fortunately, you didn’t look in his direction and rushed to meet your girls. Rintarou was relieved.

Troy approached Suna to see his drink. Rintarou grabbed his shirt and nailed him to the bar counter. Suna looked at his clothes surprised how he wasn’t ashamed to breathe the same air with you.

“See the suit i’m wearing? You know how much it costs? The amount that your mind can’t even comprehend. Tonight is very special. And i am not letting someone like you ruin this for me. Now take a hint and get fucking lost until I smash your face. Next time watch your fucking hands while you still have them” Rintarou growled.

employee!tsukishima

Almost every third man in the office tried his way of flirting with you. The more strict you got the more hot they thought you got. If you could you would fire every single one. But this option leaves like two-thirds of the employees. Things got better when you gave the cue that every inappropriate comment would dock the pay of the horny bastard that made it. But it never stopped people from discussing their hot boss behind her back.

Tsukishima wasn’t blind and knew that whispers weren’t even nearly describing your beauty in the way you deserved. He never crossed the line with you despite his desperate wish to do that. He always stayed formal and tried to do every task you gave. But every time Kei left your office he wasn’t able to get out of his head the way you bit your lips while being focused on filling out all the papers. Tsukishima would nervously take his glasses off and start to wipe it, helplessly trying to think of something else. It was hella cute. “If only she saw what she’s doing to me.” Kei wouldn’t let this thought go further.

Tsukishima was sitting in the break room pretending to be enjoying his lunch but actually listening to shit that some employee was talking about you. His coworker was saying how short and tight your skirt was, how needy you were if you had been wearing a skirt like this and how you would let just anybody to fulfill your needs. This passionate monologue of his led to the conclusion that he should ask you out. You wouldn’t say no anyway.

Kei was disgusted by every his word but tried to keep it to himself until this jerk started talking about actually asking you out. “It would be such a pity to see you go. You’ve served this company so well. Did this speech also came out of the wish for serving the company, especially manager of it? Then I actually think you should get a promotion. Firing you wouldn’t really be a good gesture of appreciation of your selfless sacrifice” Tsukishima smirked.

tutor!sugawara

Let’s be honest, yes, Suga was tutoring you because he wanted to help you but he also desperately wanted to spend time with you. He wasn’t sure how you felt about him so every time he told you a little flirty joke and you laughed at it, his heart would melt right away. After that he would keep convincing himself that it was nothing cause he obviously didn’t deserve you.

Koushi was sitting in the library impatiently checking his phone every 10 seconds. You were late and he was afraid that you changed your mind. “I am just her tutor.” Suga repeated it several times to calm down. Was he though?

You were actually running to the library. Just the image of Sugawara sitting there all alone was breaking your heart. But there was it. Finally, the library. You were so excited to see Koushi that you didn’t really see anything but the doors of the library. You suddenly bumped into someone.

“Hey, easy there. You almost killed me” a guy said. You felt really guilty and quickly looked at him “Oh, sorry. You alright?”. The boy smiled “No, really hot girl hit me with her cuteness.” You started to feel uncomfortable “Thanks, but I’m kinda in a rush.” The guy didn’t want to get it “What for?” You wanted to say something really mean but you promised you were going to be at your best behavior today cause, come on, it is Koushi we’re talking about.

Suga was worried that you weren’t replying his texts and decided to meet you halfway. He just left the library and saw you next to some guy. As soon as Suga was ready to get upset, you blurted out “There you are.” The tone of your voice brought him back to reality. His blood was racing with the thought that you were waiting for him. Not to just help you to get away from this guy but to actually see him.

“Sorry to interrupt. I’m sure you’re a great guy but I’d like you to give me my date back. “ Koushi proudly took your hand.

[thegreymoon]

The Story of Minglan

They are back in the capital!

And we can finally get back to the main plot! 🎉🎉🎈🎈🎊🎊

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Oh, thank god.

Which means that Granny and Minglan were gone for at least nine months, maybe more? Also, how did nobody write to Granny to tell her? Minglan seemed to have no issues sending letters, considering that she was writing to her maternal aunt all along.

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LOL, sneaky auntie Wei 😅

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You should have done that in the first place.

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LOL, I love Changbai 😂

Give him some good advice, Second Brother! He makes the worst life choices on his own 😔

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LOL, I had forgotten all about her and her worthless son 🤣🤣

For a low-birth concubine's daughter, Minglan certainly has many respectable ladies very eager to make her their daughter-in-law 🤣🤣 Pity their sons aren't so great 🙄

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LMAOOOO, THEN LET HIM STARVE!

Brat behaviour.

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Smh. This poor girl.

I wish Princess Pingning and her imbecile son all the worst. Evil fucking people.

***

Jesus Christ, he is a moron 😡

I have more regard for my Barbies' well-being than he has for actual human lives. Fuck him with a rusty pike.

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Her biggest regret in life is that she cannot fuck her son herself and must assert control over his sex life as much as possible by proxy.

Detestable characters.

***

Seriously, Minglan, I am as disappointed as your grandmother.

Your taste in men is atrocious.

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ALSO, QI HENG IS NOT GOOD.

He and his creepy mother give me all kinds of ick.

Princess Pingning would probably drown her in a well the first week because she would not be able to handle sharing the attention of her precious son.

***

Oh, Granny, she is a stupid fifteen-year-old. No matter what you taught her, her brain is still mush, and hormonal at that.

I am so aroace, it isn't even funny. The idea of sacrificing anything for some man is just beyond alien to me and I just cannot sympathise with Minglan here at all. Just imagine marrying into that house! How does she think it will go?

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Infinite stupidity.

I can't wait for all this to blow up in her face. She deserves it for this foolishness because she really should know better.

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Idiotic decision, really.

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Wait, who?

I can't keep track of all these emperors and potential emperors.

***

Is this one of those snooty women at the polo game?

Also, so many Imperial Consorts and no sons for the Emperor 🙄

[an-au-blog]

Thinking about Shuggy college au and got to thinking about the relative ages of other characters and now I’m thinking of end of High school aged Frobin. Robin is that loner goth girl turned popular goth girl that is still seen as a bit odd but she’s smart and helpful and has a slightly morbid sense of humor that just endears her to her classmates. Franky is that loud jock who comes to school in way too short shorts even when the weather doesn’t permit for it. You’d think he’s a huge dumbass from the way he acts sometimes but he actually knows a lot of stuff and gets decent grades and is pretty nifty with machines (Also sometimes babysitting his kid neighbor Usopp and teaching him how to not hit his thumb with a hammer). Both of them having this kind of „end of a slow burn“ relationship where Franky is trying to gather his nerves and tell his long term friend that he has feelings for her and it’s completely fine if she doesn’t, but also she’s going to move to college after the end of this school year and he’s afraid about what that means for them and not to mention he’s „smart“ but Robin is like „SMART smart“ and is going to study history and oh GOD what if this is the thing that makes them loose contact and Oh god, oh no, oh fuck.

… probably ends with her just spontaneously taking his hand and asking HIM out, completely oblivious that he has been fretting over this for almost an entire school year. Just felt like the right thing to do to her. A decision she made right that moment.

I... I never really calculated her years in the college au and at first I thought, pft, she won't be that old but then... like she IS around 10/11 years older than Luffy and assuming he's around 5/6 she'd be in her last years of school omg D:' I'm supposed to be good at math how did I not see this???

Also you have no idea how happy I am, this is my first frobin ask I was so happy when I saw it and then my happiness doubled because it's the college au hahaha :')

If I haven't given you a name, can I call you Franon? Or Fronan?? (haha cuz frobin + anon...)

(Edit: by the time I was halfway through writing this post, I realized I've written an entire subplot lol':))

Robin is definitely that weird kid in school that's a bit too smart for her own good and most teachers just think she's a smartass. The type that even though she moved schools and now she's pretty (and still a bit weird, just hides it better), she still has the outcast mentality. She doesn't know how to be herself and she definitely doesn't know what to do, react or even comprehend that someone wants to be friends with her. Let alone to be interested in her romantically.

Franky on the other hand is so outgoing because he's so weird. People will see him in a blizzard in his short shorts and sunglasses and go "how the heck are you not cold". He'd respond with "oh, I'm freezing! I have a parka and two cotton shirts under there!" and people would laugh along. The type to high-five and greet random people he's talked to once as if they've been friends for ages. I feel like he'd also kinda be the class clown but in a somewhat respectful way. There's a meme about someone calling Prometheus a mad lad and then Hermes a Chad, and I feel like that would be his vibe.

Also, I'm sorry Fronan/Franon, but I'm absolutely stealing the idea that Franky babysits Usopp and they have fun arts and crafts type of bonding. He'll need it for the stuff I've been planning for him and Yasopp >:]]]

Everyone assumes he's a moron, but it's until Robin sees him in one of his extracurricular advanced classes that she realizes he's not only smart but funny and fun to be around. It turns out that they also have a lot in common and quickly become friends.

Also him overthinking it and her asking him out is so on brand imo and I absolutely love it. And maybe here comes into play the fact that he's so friendly with everyone so he automatically assumes people like him so he doesn't know what signs for romantic feelings look like? And how she doesn't think anyone could like her in that way? I can imagine him trying to talk himself out of it because she's going places and what could he give her to make her be with him anyway. While she's sitting next to him already planning a schedule for their talks for their long distance relationship.

And of course, their long distance relationship works very well. They both love each other so much they try their best to have at least two or three nights to talk. In fact, their relationship has a very strong foundation of getting to know each other because of the physical separation.

Or so I'd like to think hehe :')

[sophiethewitch1]

gang i geniunely hate rereading my stuff. if any good samaritan out there would like to tell me whether reader was still wearing dick’s shirt at the end of chapter 6 it would be much appreciated and ill send you like. a spoiler or answer a question for you or something please i really really dont wanna do it 🙏🙏

So I saw your post and decided to reread chapter 6 to kill some time. I really think that Girl Failure is still wearing Dick's Beatle's shirt, because she didn't have the time to change clothes.

Basically, after Dick escorted her to her room (she forgot where it was), she immediately packed up her stuff, but she didn't change clothes, she only put some shoes on and got out of the Wayne manor asap. Then when she got in her new apartment, George suddenly appeared to her front door, and dragged her out to go on a date in a fancy restaurant. It also said in chapter 6 that:

Your focus on the picture, trying to decide whether his penis looked so unappealing before you’d learnt of his betrayal, has you distracted when one of the servers come around.

And, well, shirt, meet soup. Very, very hot soup. Everyone? Meet a screeching, klutzy moron.

So yes, poor Girl Failure really DID get dragged on a fancy dinner date, in a possibly one of the most expensive restaurants in Gotham- filled with socialites, politicians, and celebrities- while only wearing sweatpants and a black Beatle's shirt (both were stolen from Dick's closet)... Not like George gave her a chance though, nor did he seemed like he cared.

... I don't even want to imagine the stares

-🎲 anon

On the post someone else pointed out that along with this I also said reader was wearing a 'dress shirt' so i have indubitably fucked up but in fairness i am just a girl <3 <3 gonna have to do some edits/retcon and apologise to the people. im not sure if the idea of her going to this fancy upscale restaurant in sweatpants is too cruel lmfao?? like i need to give her a break... we are on the getting better arc next next chapter but like it feels like too much already.... urghhhh this is why i need a beta!!!!!!!!!

[celestiall0tus]

Has your opinion on Adrien changed after watching those episodes?

No. My opinion of him tanked long before I was fully apart of this fandom. All it did was reinforce how much I hate the writers. They shoehorn in pointless ass fights, bickering, half assed ideas, and it just pisses me off. Also, I'm more forgiving of his actions than Marinette's. Why to all this? Well...

One. The stalking vs not taking no for an answer. I'm judging these two as they are by far the worst traits imo the pair have. So, I'm more forgiving on Adrien's part as he's supposed to be a 14 year old boy. I dunno what 14 year old boys you've meet, but the fucking shitheads I get to hear about from my friend's girls (12 and 13) they are fucking morons that can't take a hint. Is it right? Fuck no, but I can overlook it more than fucking stalking. I don't care what people may think, but stalking is abusive behavior. Even if the victim is unaware, it is still abuse. Even the gremlin children agree and dont like Marinette for that reason either. I get she eased up on it and it was played for laughs, until Derision. And I'm very well aware everyone responds to trauma, but show writers, up yours!

Two, focus. So, this comes to Marinette being the main lead and she's the main focus. Unless you're Alya, you don't get much focus, this includes Adrien. Sure we get moments, but nothing we can linger on. Things are brought up, resolved, and we return to status quo, until season 4, kinda. Nonetheless, Adrien is quite honestly just another background character to me. A far cry from what we initially saw in earlier seasons.

And three, forgive me for I am sinning, but Adrien really is just the trophy boyfriend. I do disagree with Astruc saying he's Marinette's Ken because that is such an insult to Ken. Ken at least is more than just Barbie's arm candy, unlike Adrien who honestly just needs to look pretty and be nice. But for all the attempts at "development" I just see a boy turned into a prize just as Luka was made to be cardboard.

So, no, my opinion hasn't changed. Adrien simply exists and all those episodes showed me was how much more I hated the writing and presentation of Adrien through shitty ass writing.

[sakuramidnight15]

❤️‍🔥 You know let me send you two more cause I am curious...

Aiden Amelia and Julian Geoffrey... if you want to you can also only do one

-ihavedugmyowngrave-lordsparemya**-

"............... Wha- Aiden- You-"

"Yeah, I mean it."

This was an unprepared evening surprise for Amelia, who is staying with Aiden for the night since they were together... Until this came up. Amelia was eventually surprised to see this as her ears then ring the bell of what it meant, nonetheless coming from Aiden himself who spoke it bluntly while she was cleaning things up in her spare time for the night staying with him. Amelia then rambled silently in her mind and wondered where he got the idea of it as Aiden then patted her shoulder.

"Amelia?" His calm voice eventually startled her a bit, which the brunette then shook her head, wondering where to start the conversation.

"Oh- right. Sorry but, where did you...?"

"About that, Hibiki and Freya told me about it right after I noticed Kayne got claimed by Chouka a week ago."

"Oh... So Chou-chan did her bidding on him..."

"Yeah, so..... I don't mind if you claim me as yours fully, Amelia."

To make matters much more interesting to see between them, Aiden then held onto Amelia's waistline of her hips as the two fell onto the bed in his dorm bedroom, with the brunette half-myth taking the unexpected hold onto the formation she's doing while the purple-haired wolf didn't mind taking being the prey now, for he is aware of what his girlfriend's abilities were as half-myth. Amelia was caught off guard by his words, which the girl was a little pink from him but took a breath to settle it since she got his word.

She then turned around and held onto the wolf from behind, which he then knew what she was doing.

"Before I do it, are you going to be serious about this?"

"I am and will when it comes with you."

Amelia giggled at his reply till she exposed a bit of his neckline from his shirt which Aiden had noticed a bit.

Eyes closed for Amelia, her teeth then sank into his skin. Aiden then jolted at the reaction as he felt the feeling flowing in him, Amelia tighten her grip to keep Aiden's back balanced as he held onto the bed mattress sheets to keep it going, his eyes were closed shut but the feeling eventually welcoming for him which it caused his ears to twitch more than usual as his tail wagged along. His breath ragged raspy eventually adding a slight whimper in delight, then he felt a full-like scent of Amelia entering his body as he raised his head up high to the ceiling.

Amelia released herself from Aiden who was noa exhausted completely as she laid him on the bed as she covered herself and him with the blanket, the griffin then held him close.

"...official and settled.. good night.."

The two fell asleep as the warmth entered for the evening.

"What was that, you damn fuck?"

"You heard me, besides you know what I meant."

Both creations, such as the demon-kind like Geoffrey and Julian know what claiming meant for them. Although Julian liked marking his boss multiple times to core beforehand, but for that was not the real mark of claiming the deed between two people who are in a relationship. Julian had thought about after gaining a surprise sniff and notice from a certain claimed purple-haired wolf whose mark was visible on his neckline to his eyes, at last he decided to make his move but seeing the reaction is just what he needed for the motivation after he secretly locked the room they were in.

"Oh come on boss~ And besides, the previous marks were not me claiming you fully to be mine afterall~ You're not that stupid to know that."

"To think that morons like you want to get a hold of it, I heard that your sister has plans of claiming her partner before."

"She must have made the move by now or not, but I would rather not lose my chance of this opportunity. But instead I'd let you claim me instead~"

"....tch."

Quick as a flash, Geoffrey stood up from his chair and eventually took hold of Julian's collar as he then dragged the sinner demon down to a nearby couch in the room as the hollow demon took hold of the sinner demon down. But Julian didn't stop his smirks as he noticed Geoffrey taking the lead.

"You and your damn antics..."

"Your actions are enough to make me sweat..... I can feel my pulse rising for more...~"

Fast as ever, Geoffrey yanked Julian's shirt opened as he went for it the sheer second his fangs slipped onto his bare skin out in the open at full speed as Julian then can feel the fast desired feeling as he jolted immediately for the reaction, then he held onto Geoffrey to only leave marks on his back... But both demons didn't care as Geoffrey then went to his handle his bidding on Julian.

Julian himself knew the feeling of being claimed by the other very well, and then eventually went all out for it on the likes of his hot-damn of a boss like Geoffrey, the noises escaping from his mouth were louder than his previous ones from their previous nights they had, the possibility that the others might hear them from the outside of the room but none of it matters for them, to sharpen things up, Geoffrey took hold of Julian's leg as he lift it up and continued his bid which caused Julian to be more louder but still held on Geoffrey onto his life.... Geoffrey then released himself from an exhausted Julian who gasped for air, Geoffrey smirked at him in exchange.

"Heh....... official like we are."

[howaboutcastiel-personal]

I’m writing the note as like an exercise. I don’t really know. I just know I can’t sleep and my body is still in pain, even though it’s on a dip right now so it isn’t unbearable.

But yeah this is the note. I don’t know who it would even be for because at this point do I want them to understand? Would writing it help or would they laugh at me posthumously too? Like they would read it and go ha. Stupid girl. Silly girl. You’re so wrong and stupid and selfish. Haha. Jokes on you.

I honestly don’t remember how much pain I used to be in. But I know the pain right now is distracting at best. When it’s at its worst I just want to lay down and moan. I can’t read or write or even watch tv. Not to mention I’m not fucking interested in watching it anyway, and streaming services have made it so it’s going to take years just to get to see anything I’m excited about again.

The world really just feels like a trap. Right? It’s not supposed to be this hard to be alive right? Like who the fuck made it a challenge to live? I should be able to just garden and then sleep all day. It’s so stupid how we have to work a lot to just basically meet our survival needs.

And I’m barely surviving either way. I swear to God no one cares. I get that no one is supposed to care, but why do I have to hurt every day? My stomach hurts too much for me to be happy sometimes. And I’m on so many fucking drugs that I think what’s the point? I’m still so miserable and I’m on all of the drugs for what? What if I just stopped taking every single one of them? What if I was just rawdogging life one hundred percent? Would I feel better?

It’s so frustrating because I’m never going to love myself. When I was in school I was doing so well. I had a job. I had a full schedule. I had an internship and I was living independently for the most part. And I could clean and cook and feed myself and it was okay. And I was writing. I was meeting my goals but then I couldn’t drive and I was socially scared so of course nothing else matters and I am a complete and utter failure that doesn’t deserve to live.

And now of course I still feel like that but I don’t have a job anymore. And I’m doing all of the households laundry and about ninety percent of the dishes. I’m cooking dinner ninety percent of the time and I’m meal planning and I don’t know what else but the house is a fucking mess and if I wasn’t here it would be even more unlivable.

The best thing would be for me to leave and forget this place and just do things for myself. And I want to do that but I’m scared and they’re familiar even though they hate me. They don’t say no to everything and they can’t. Because they think that they’re good people. And they do everything for Ethan. And they helped chuck and reshon. And Nevaeh. And mom buys all those gifts for people’s wedding and baby showers. So like yeah i should ask them for things and not feel bad but how am I supposed to??

It’s not my fault that she feels obligated to do all these things. I should make her feel obligated to do more things for me. I should yell back when she yells at me. Why does she get to believe she’s a good mother? Why does she get to believe that she’s a good person? A smart person???? She’s a fucking narcissistic moron. She’s bipolar or borderline or something and refuses to get help and it’s everyone else’s problem and I’m fucking dependent on her like the idiot I am.

I would like to live… not alone. But with people I love and who love me. And who don’t yell at me and who actually like me and who understand that if I go too long being home alone I’ll get scared and want to die. Maybe like a polycule or just a commune or not even a commune but just roommates that I get along with. I’m just so stupid and cowardly and I don’t believe that I can do it. And change is going to happen regardless and I’m terrified.

It’s not that I’m even suicidal right now. I’m just in so much goddamn pain and I have no idea how to move forward or where I would even want to move forward. I’m not interested in things anymore!! I don’t want to cook as much as I used to and I don’t want to play house as much as I used to and I’m so scared of resenting everything but I already do resent everything. And I know I’m going to miss it when it’s gone too.

I don’t know what I want and I don’t remember what it’s like to have ambition that isn’t obsessive and compulsive. I miss having joy and thinking about my interests. I can’t even daydream about Cobb or Din because I can’t think at all, and I can’t stand watching them on television anymore. And there’s nothing new coming out to help. There’s radio silence because Hollywood is so fucking slow now and everything sucks and Joel’s gonna fucking die anyway. And who fucking even cares about Din anymore because Favreau sure doesn’t.

And I guess Raylan is gone which is fine. And Joel Hammond is gone which is fine. And the alien show is probably not going to be for me and fuck it, Timothy Olyphant isn’t even good at acting. We all know that. Cobb is probably gone, or they’ll fuck up his story on the one-in-a-million chance he ever comes back. Deadwood is fine, but I can only love it so hard. And I don’t know what else Tim would be doing. Oscar is going places I guess. There’s the fantastic four which I also don’t care so much about, but I’ll see it for Pedro. Moon Knight is still on that season two rumor but I don’t remember what it’s like to miss those boys.

And it’s not rewarding to self insert in the fanfiction anymore. I keep doing bad things to Din. Putting him in circumstances I’ve never even been in. I don’t know what else to do. It doesn’t matter if he was abused. It doesn’t matter that Cobb’s parents hate him. And the happy ending I have to write just makes me feel nothing, but I can’t write a bad ending either because I’ll be devastated.

I’m just nauseated. I’m sick to my stomach and I have this headache that keeps coming back and I can’t stop grinding my teeth. And after being so tired for my entire life I finally have energy thanks to the steroids and I feel like it’s a total waste. They aren’t making me feel better they’re just keeping me awake. I would get a job somewhere. I could work for Kamala’s campaign. But I’m just. In pain. And I’m scared. And stupiddd.

If I was going to say the things I wanted to dad. It would be that he’s a fucking loser. The things I hate about myself are the same things I hate about him but he knows how to drive. He can’t hold a job and he can’t learn new things without being too angry that he isn’t good at it yet. And he hates authority and he’s pathetic. He’s racist and sexist and homophobic and transphobic and he’s entitled. He’s entitled to lunch every day. He’s entitled to never having to do the fucking housework. I do more than he does to contribute to the household but mom still waits on him hand and foot.

And she’s barely any better. She’s more productive and she does things for other people, but her soul is so gross. She’s selfish and she thinks that she’s amazing. She thinks she’s the best person ever and oh so smart and so caring and everything she does is right and her way is the right way and she will laugh at you. I want to kill things when she laughs. It’s like she makes my ears bleed just from her fucking stupid witchy laugh. Why does she get to be happy??? She’s not funny. And not smart. Her interests are stupid and her habits are stupid. She has no real compassion and I swear every Good thing she does is manipulative and she does it for the sake of appearance.

And she wastes money. On stupid shit. And then makes me feel guilty for needing food and shelter and healthcare. She hates me and im never going to not be mad at her for hating me and I swear to god I hate her right back. Even though she helps sometimes. It’s like she helps so I can owe her. It’s like she gave birth to me so that I could owe her and I will owe her until we’re both deep in the ground. If I died it would be about her too. It would be something I did to her. And another chance for her to be a fucking. Victim. Of course.

I don’t know what justice would even be. It’s not like I want to inflict pain on them both. I just think they shouldn’t be allowed to be happy like this. It would be so simple for them to just turn on their fucking brains and learn how to be compassionate. Mom could learn how to actually love her children unconditionally. She could learn how to plan for the future and spend money on things that matter and be pragmatic about how she fixes problems. And want me to get better because she loves me and not just because I’m her burden and the disappointment she never fucking wanted.

Dad could change everything about himself. Stop being so selfish, and entitled. Get a real job, since they think I’m horrible for not having one and yet he’s a fucking failure. Go to the doctor for the things that are wrong. Stop being racist and hating queer people and learn how to respect women. And do chores without being asked and without bailing out and asking for help even though it’s simple fucking chores you never do anything for anyone you fucking evil moron. He could pack his fucking lunch. I swear to god just pack your fucking lunch and stop drinking coke.

They failed with the other one but I’m the failure ???? He’s racist !!! He’s crazy. He’s insane and he’s violent and sexist and one day he’s going to kill someone. Maybe Julia. And he’s an asshole and he stood me up on my birthday and why the fuck does he get to appear to be the successful one I fucking hate him. I want to hurt him. I do want him to suffer because there’s no hope for him and he’s dangerous. And just for the record fuck Julia too. But she doesn’t deserve to die and I hope he doesn’t kill her.

I want to stop hurting. Fucking listen to me !!! Somethings in there. Something is wrong and it’s hurting all the fucking time and STOP IT PLEASE. I can’t even sleep in peace. I’m fat and I can’t even be skinny like the good sick people are and fucking I hate it. I hate living like this why can’t I stop the fucking pain? I’m gonna get addicted to drugs because I can’t stop the fucking pain. I just want it to stop I want to fucking fix it why can’t it JUST GO AWAY?

The doctors don’t care and it’s all the way in Charlotte and they don’t answer my calls or messages and the next appointment is three months out and oh it’s probably anxiety or oh we’re not worried or oh the test looks abnormal but we’re not gonna do anything about it like can you at least fucking shoot me??? You’d at least put a fucking dog out of its misery can you please just listen to me??

I have to do the dishes. I have to do the laundry. It hurts. I have to eat. I have to lose weight. And fuck you it hurts. What am I supposed to do? You can’t work for the government and do drugs. You can’t work anywhere and do drugs. You can’t just not work. Nobody is going to love me. I don’t even remember what my personality is.

I don’t remember what the fuck I am? They don’t call me the name I like. I can’t tell them. And it’s stupid because I don’t even know anymore. The body is not even mine. I just live in it. And it kills me and I don’t want to even look at it. I keep dreaming about people who don’t love me anymore and I don’t know how to go back outside but I’ll die in here and that is worse and what the fuck am I supposed to even do

[fumikomiyasaki]

Meet + a library

Chizuko and Ismene (since both girls are bookworms on various)

Location prompts

Fuck it also for my selfindulgence I do three

Usually the Library in itself was an uninteresting location for him.... if he needed information he would go to other people and play his charms to get what he wanted... however he had another reason to go there that day... he knew his dear Onyx was lurking there a lot of times and his longing was more important than his lack of interest... and its not like he didn't read... his taste was just novels based on movies or things that help him with his acting. Eventually throughout NRCS halls he noticed something curious... slight stains on the walls, places that were off limits... like a destruction occured here. Yet some shelves where pulled up and filled again as he saw Chizuko with her back turned sit on the couch reading a deeper story, fully ignoring everything around her.

Yet despite him thinking he could surprise her she spoke up soon.

"You always have to follow me, birdbrain... what a pain."

"I only am here for a infamous Samurai novel for Nano... and who else to ask then my smart, wellversed dear Onyx."

"Ask someone else, I am busy..."

She continued to read on in her book and ignore him but Flynn still wanted to get her attention somehow even if it meant just looking over her shoulder and reading the paragraphs with her...

"I see his actions are very predictable."

"What are you mumbling about?"

"He says that sentence to fake his identity... he was the one who disspaeared."

"You... How did you know?"

"Cause I read this book a while back?"

She slightly hit him on the head. "Nobody likes Spoilers."

"My but you don't know if I am telling the truth, that is the fun in it."

"If you are only going to interupt me you can leave... stop bothering me."

"Or how about you take a break with me and won't tell you more about this book?"

"You moron... that is blackmail."

She was about to get mad at him again as he spoke up.

"I won't bother you anymore but I would gladly another day make you some of my own recommendations of books that do it better to be less predictable."

And with these words he left... she hated that she was intrigued what kinda books he meant... but decided to ignore him for now.

An annoyed sigh escaped Leroy... he wish he could have gone to a book store for Manga instead but it was a holiday so everything was closed... and so he decided to visit the Library instead and see what kinda gems of books they had to offer... he practically could hear Henrys voice in his head. "Make sure to learn about the new machine, maybe look at the manual." Boring...

Scouting the Library he was surprised to see Ismene here however... reading something in front of a shelf... a smirk left his lips... might as well sneak up and greet her... however in doing that she turned around as he leaned his arm on the shelf behind her and it let to her blushing cause he was so up close... seconds later he realized the situation too and backed off.

"S-sorry just wanted to surprise you..."

"I-Its fine... you just scared me by accident.... h-hello Leroy."

The two of them fumbled awkwardly as Leroy put his hands behind his head and smiled.

"Whatcha reading, Izzy?"

"Just some manuals on some parts."

"Not you too.. how can you endure some of this really?"

"Hm.... I j-just think reading it will make me understand how it works... sure its not like a good story but... its usefull."

"Fine... I should read some for the dorm work too but I just don't feel motivated."

She put her finger up as if having and idea... and then asked him to follow her to a table... so they could both sit next to another.

"How about you try to read it with me nearby and when you l-lose motivation we talk a little?"

"That.... sounds actually nice... alright I will do my best for you then!"

And so they both had a casual good afternoon where Leroy got more further than he did with his mindset before.

Her heart was a little uneasy taking this step... to return to "the scene of the crime"... she did love the library but since her overblot this was the first time she ever stepped back into the this place again... with a heavy feeling of regret... looking at some of the leftover damage she caused previously... as her head hung low... she was still a little weak on her legs... wounds haven't healed fully but enough that she could walk out the infirmary... yet as she turned around a familar face made her smile again.

"Keisuke... its good to see you."

"I... wanted to see you in the infirmary but... you can walk?"

"Lightly... I need a little walk at least."

He offered his arm which she leaned a little against... showing him a weak smile.

"To think how worse I could have destroyed this place... it frightens me."

"I... kinda guessed you would overthink things again so... I brought you something."

Keisuke took out a can Apple grape soda and handed it to her as she met him with a soft smile.

"You really went out of your way to get my favourite?"

"I had time between getting some surplies... but seriously you don't look so good, you should rest back in bed."

She sighed and slightly wrapped a hug around him.

"Thank you so much.... that you still care for me despite seeing me like this... Kei..."

His face was red a little from the sudden affection as he looked away from her.

"Its nothing... now lets get you back to rest."

[pesterloglog]

Dave Strider, Vriska Serket, Rose Lalonde, Tavrosprite, Karkat Vantas, Kanaya Maryam, Arquiusprite, Jake English, Terezi Pyrope, Gamzee Makara

Act 6, page 7457-7462

DAVE: is it time yet

VRISKA: No.

DAVE: oh

DAVE: how about now

VRISKA: No!!!!!!!!

VRISKA: Dave, we've 8een w8ing for three years.

VRISKA: Three years is a pretty long time. Long enough for me to have picked up the ha8it of calling them years instead of the far more sensi8le unit of measurement, sweeps.

VRISKA: I think you should 8e a8le to survive just a little longer.

DAVE: i still dont understand whats supposed to happen

DAVE: hes just supposed to like

DAVE: appear?

VRISKA: That's my understanding, yes.

DAVE: you mean

DAVE: here

DAVE: on this frog circle thing

VRISKA: I don't know!

VRISKA: Somewhere in this session. At which point, if he has any 8rain at all, he'll seek us out.

DAVE: so jade came on a gold ship through a tiny window apparently

DAVE: but john wasnt on it??

VRISKA: Well, his corpse was, somewhere.

VRISKA: 8ut that John doesn't matter anymore.

VRISKA: Kind of like how there was a 8ird version of you out there, now presumed dead, who also didn't matter.

VRISKA: The "real" John and the other Lalonde girl will spontaneously appear from a different reality.

VRISKA: I determined a lot of this through my time travel reconaissance work upon arriving in this session.

VRISKA: Sorry to steal all the timey thunder from the gr8 "Knight of Time", end quote, 8ut someone had to take the initi8tive and go on a fact-finding mission.

DAVE: no its cool

DAVE: you can have that thunder if you want it

ROSE: When exactly is this supposed to happen?

VRISKA: Soon!

ROSE: And she's...

ROSE: Unhurt?

ROSE: Will she remember our brief encounter?

VRISKA: This is a totally different Lalonde girl. Things went differently for her, so she'll have different memories.

VRISKA: I have no idea if you and she interacted at all in her timeline.

VRISKA: I don't know the full extent of John's alt-reality experiences either. 8ut apparently things went raw for them in a8out as many ways as you can imagine.

VRISKA: Presuma8ly 8ecause I wasn't around to keep everyone's shit in order.

TAVROSPRITE: oHHHHHH,

TAVROSPRITE: sNAP,!

VRISKA: ::::)

TAVROSPRITE: aHAHA, bUT YEAH, i AGREE WITH THE SENTIMENT LARGELY,

TAVROSPRITE: oF YOU BEING MORE COMPETENT, tHAN MOST PEOPLE IN GENERAL, vRISKA,

VRISKA: Thanks, Tavros!

TAVROSPRITE: }:)

KARKAT: HEY, LOOK

KARKAT: I KNOW I'M NOT CONSIDERED "IMPORTANT" ENOUGH TO BE "IN THE LOOP" ON CERTAIN KEY TACTICAL DECISIONS ANYMORE

KARKAT: AND THAT I DON'T REALLY KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON MOST OF THE TIME AND THEREFORE AM FORCED TO TAKE ANY BULLSHIT THAT HAPPENS WITH A GRAIN OF SNACK MINERAL BIG ENOUGH TO BLUDGEON A MAN TO DEATH

KARKAT: BUT IF IT'S NOT TOO MUCH TROUBLE VRISKA, MAYBE YOU COULD TAKE A MOMENT TO EXPLAIN WHY TAVROS IS NOW A SPRITE?!

KARKAT: AND EQUIUS TOO, AND ALSO, WHY EQUIUS IS WEARING A NEW PAIR OF MORONIC LOOKING SUNGLASSES.

KARKAT: THANKS IN ADVANCE!!!

VRISKA: Sorry if you're having trou8le keeping up with the times, Karkat.

VRISKA: I didn't explain it 8ecause I thought the nature of the development was fairly self evident?

VRISKA: I mean, no offense, 8ut I didn't hear anyone else voicing any confusion.

VRISKA: What a8out you, Kanaya. Did you think it was fairly self evident?

KANAYA: I Thought It Was Fairly Self Evident

VRISKA: Yeah. See????????

KANAYA: You Apparently Took It Upon Yourself To Prototype The Three Year Old Cadavers Of Two Of Our Deceased Friends

KARKAT: NO, I GOT THAT!

KARKAT: I'M NOT A FUCKING IDIOT.

KARKAT: I MEAN, WHERE DID YOU FIND THESE UNPROTOTYPED KERNELS? DIDN'T THESE PEOPLE ALREADY ENTER THEIR SESSION?

VRISKA: Yes, they did MONTHS ago, from the current frame of reference. 8ut this is a VOID session, Karkat.

VRISKA: I thought we talked a8out this?

KARKAT: ??????

VRISKA: A void session 8y definition is one where the players enter the game with the kernels unprototyped.

VRISKA: As such, it 8ecomes totally dysfunctional. It can't 8ear fruit, 8ecause there's no 8attlefield in Skaia, unless you go to the trou8le of putting one there of course.

VRISKA: Which the Condesce has already done for us! Via "Grim8ark Jade", prior to our arrival. Quite consider8te of her, really.

VRISKA: This is aside from the point though. The 8ottom line is, this session comes courtesy with four unprototyped kernels, waiting to 8e put to use.

VRISKA: So, not 8eing one to let a sweet perk go to waste, I took initi8tive and put two of them to use myself.

VRISKA: Really, this is some 8asic stuff, and I'm SURE we went over it all at one point during our trip.

ROSE: We did.

ROSE: Karkat, don't you remember when I walked everyone through this?

ROSE: I was making extensive notes in my journal. When I looked away for a moment, you and Dave wrested the tome away, and began scribbling phalluses in it while giggling like children.

KARKAT: UM, MAYBE?!

KARKAT: I GUESS THAT RINGS A DONG SHOUTER.

DAVE: (a what? dude lmao)

KARKAT: (WHAT? SHUT UP.)

KARKAT: LOOK, A LOT HAS HAPPENED IN THREE YEARS. WE'VE ALL BEEN THROUGH... STUFF.

KARKAT: AM I REALLY EXPECTED TO REMEMBER EVERY TEDIOUS MORSEL OF EXPOSITION FROM OUR RESIDENT LIGHT-BORES?

VRISKA: Rose, get a load of this ungr8teful philistine! He doesn't deserve our fucking acumen.

VRISKA: 8etween your nerdish o8session over the knowledge granted 8y our aspect, and my unprecedented a8ility to weaponize said knowledge with ruthless gamesmanship, we are dou8le-handedly saving the asses of everyone on this team.

ROSE: I'm glad at least one person here appreciates this categorical certainty.

KANAYA: (Hey I Appreciate That Categorical Certainty!)

ROSE: (Whom do you think I was referring to?) ;)

KARKAT: WOW OK, WHAT THE FUCK EVER TO THAT VAINGLORIOUS LOAD OF CRAP.

KARKAT: I'M STILL SPOUTING OFF HERE!

KARKAT: I THINK

VRISKA: That's fine, Karkat!

VRISKA: Take all the time you need to collect yourself, and continue frothing at the mouth whenever you're ready.

KARKAT: OK, I FIGURED OUT SOME STUFF I'M STILL EITHER PISSED OFF AND/OR CONFUSED ABOUT.

KARKAT: YOU SAY THERE ARE FOUR KERNELS HERE...

KARKAT: YOU KNOW, WE *DID* LOSE MORE THAN TWO FRIENDS ON THAT METEOR.

KARKAT: WHICH REMINDS ME, I GUESS I SHOULD SAY... HI TAVROS AND EQUIUS, AGAIN??? NICE TO SEE YOU GUYS BACK WITH US, SORT OF.

KARKAT: PARDON ME IF I CAN'T GET TOO SENTIMENTAL ABOUT THE REUNION, SINCE ALONG THE WAY HERE, WE RAN INTO ABOUT TEN DIFFERENT VERSIONS OF YOUR STUPID GHOSTS.

KARKAT: THAT KIND OF LETS A LITTLE AIR OUT OF THE POIGNANCY BALLOON, SORRY!

TAVROSPRITE: hEY BUDDY, };)

KARKAT: DON'T WINK AT ME

ARQUIUSPRITE: 🕶️--> Greetings old friend

ARQUIUSPRITE: 🕶️--> Not to worry, I have stored enough poignancy in my heaving, balloon-like pectorals for the both of us

ARQUIUSPRITE: 🕶️--> Though I should clarify that appro%imately half of my personally couldn't give the faintest fidgeting horse dump about you or your sentimental notions

ARQUIUSPRITE: 🕶️--> Also I am very busy here, so stop talking to me completely

VRISKA: Hahahaha!!!!!!!!

VRISKA: Oh man. Classic.

DAVE: haha...ha

KARKAT: OK, THAT WAS WEIRD?

DAVE: (um... yeah)

KARKAT: AND SPEAKING OF WEIRD, ONE THING THAT BUGS ME ABOUT THIS IS...

KARKAT: I GUESS IT IMPLIES YOU'VE BEEN HORDING THE BODIES OF OUR DEAD FRIENDS FOR THE PAST THREE YEARS?!

KARKAT: THAT'S A BIT FUCKED UP! EVEN FOR YOU.

KARKAT: AND NOT TO GET TOO MACABRE, BUT I WOULD HAVE THOUGHT THEY WOULD HAVE LIKE, ROTTED BY NOW OR SOMETHING.

VRISKA: Yes, there was some moder8te decomposition.

VRISKA: I did my 8est to preserve them for the journey, after quickly rounding up the 8odies while people had their 8acks turned.

KARKAT: WELL SHIT

KARKAT: THAT'S A HELL OF A MYSTERY, THAT I ALWAYS THOUGHT WAS A MYSTERY, BUT FOUND IT TOO DISTURBING TO CONTEMPLATE SOLVING

KARKAT: BUT DAMN IF IT DIDN'T JUST GET SOLVED, SO THAT'S FUCKED UP.

VRISKA: If you would stop 8eing a wuss for a half second a8out a 8unch of corpses, I'll explain my reasoning.

VRISKA: These are the only two sprites I had any intention of using for resurrection purposes.

VRISKA: I 8rought Tavros 8ack, 8ecause let's face it, that was kind of my fault, for unnecessarily impaling him with his own lance and all.

VRISKA: It was my responsi8ility to make amends for that! So I did.

TAVROSPRITE: aWWWWWWWWWWWWW, yEEAAAA-

VRISKA: Tavros, don't interrupt.

TAVROSPRITE: wHOOPS,

VRISKA: Then, I made Arquiusprite happen 8ecause, first of all, he's a national fucking treasure.

VRISKA: Literally everything he says is perfect and hilarious, and if I hear a single word to the contrary from the peanut gallery, the motherfucker with a 8eef rockets to the top of my shit list. So please, I enthusiastically invite one of you no-taste mouth 8reathers to talk smack a8out the A-man. Make my day!

DAVE: vris yo nobodys arguing with you on that everybody here thinks hes pretty cool

ARQUIUSPRITE: 🕶️--> 🕶️

DAVE: like just enough freakshow steps removed from being my bro i guess enough to make me not feel like-

VRISKA: Dave, don't interrupt either.

VRISKA: No8ody's allowed to interrupt me when I'm talking up Arquiusprite! That's the rule.

TAVROSPRITE: (owNeD!) (woW, oWned,)

DAVE: (oh stfu)

VRISKA: SECOND, the guy is a fucking tactical genius.

VRISKA: Totally conniving and calcul8ting, and unafraid to use methods that are just a 8IT morally du8ious to achieve his o8jectives.

VRISKA: And since I can't stick around for too long, your party is going to need someone like that.

VRISKA: 8esides, it seems like a really fitting f8 for Equius. He genuinely seems to 8e more comforta8le with this st8 of existence, and seems a lot happier than I ever remem8er him 8eing when he was alive.

VRISKA: So I'm perfectly willing to do him this solid. After all, he did help me out when I 8lew my arm off. So now we're square!

ARQUIUSPRITE: 🕶️--> You mean triangular

VRISKA: What?

ARQUIUSPRITE: 🕶️--> Triangular

VRISKA: I don't...

ARQUIUSPRITE: 🕶️--> It's the shape of my clopdamned glasses

VRISKA: Oh.

VRISKA: OH!

VRISKA: Ahahahaha! See what I mean, guys??

VRISKA: He's a fucking riot!

ARQUIUSPRITE: 🕶️--> Agreed

ARQUIUSPRITE: 🕶️--> Thank you for the STRONG endhorsement, lowblood slash person I've never heard of and don't care about

VRISKA: HAHAHAHA!

ARQUIUSPRITE: 🕶️--> I'll be finished my work here momentarily

JAKE: Excuse me...

JAKE: Mister arquius?

JAKE: What exactly are you... doing to her?

ARQUIUSPRITE: 🕶️--> I am disabling her tiara top

ARQUIUSPRITE: 🕶️--> It is e%tremely delicate work, not to be trusted to human hooves

VRISKA: Yes.

VRISKA: I've also decided it's imper8tive to reclaim Crocker from the Condesce 8efore she can wake up and cause more trou8le.

VRISKA: Her powers will 8e incredi8ly advantageous to winning the 8attle ahead. If you can keep her out of harm's way, in addition to providing her general purpose resor8tive capa8ilities, she also represents one extra life for every8ody.

VRISKA: And since heroic deaths could 8e getting handed out like inexpensive to8acco flutes pretty soon, I'm guessing this 8oon is gonna come in handy!

TEREZI: SO UM

TEREZI: WH4T 4BOUT OUR OTH3R D34D FR13NDS?

VRISKA: Huh?

TEREZI: YOU KNOW... N3P3T4, 3R1D4N...

VRISKA: Oh right. Them.

VRISKA: I was getting to that!

TEREZI: OH OK

TEREZI: 1 KNOW W3 T4LK3D 4 LOT OF STR4T3GY 1N 4DV4NC3, VR1SK4

TEREZI: BUT 1 R34LLY DON'T R3M3MB3R YOU M3NT1ON1NG 4 PL4N TO PROTOTYP3 OUR FR13NDS' CORPS3S

TEREZI: M1GHT H4V3 B33N N1C3 TO G3T 4 H34DS UP!

TEREZI: UM, NOT TO M4K3 4 B4D PUN, ON 4CCOUNT OF TH3 F4CT TH4T MOST OF TH31R H34DS W3R3 L1T3R4LLY S3V3R3D >:[

VRISKA: Yeah, sorry!

VRISKA: I had a lot of logistics 8uzzing around in my 8rain.

VRISKA: It's hard to keep you apprised of EVERYTHING that crosses my mind.

VRISKA: I promise I'll 8e as thorough and transparent a8out my motives as I can from now on, ok Pyrope?

TEREZI: OK >:]

VRISKA: So after prototyping Tavros and Equius, that leaves four remaining dead friends, 8ut only two empty kernels.

VRISKA: O8viously this presents quite a dilemma!

VRISKA: Well, ok, technically three and a half friends, whatever the fuck that means.

VRISKA: Nepeta, Feferi, Eridan, and Sollux's... dead 8ody? With his "half ghost" floating out there with Aradia.

VRISKA: I know that caveat sounds stupid as hell, 8ut let's not get hung up on it.

VRISKA: The fact is, we've got four corpses, 8ut only two slots remaining.

VRISKA: And there's no way I'm going to lump their 8odies into the same sprite to make a pair of freaks resigned to an existential hell worse than death.

VRISKA: Except in Arquiusprite's case, since those two nutjo8s mesh with each other's personalities so phenomenally.

ARQUIUSPRITE: 🕶️--> I must complimount the e%quisite judgment you've shown in this matter

ARQUIUSPRITE: 🕶️--> But if I may suggest, neigh, perhaps, command?

ARQUIUSPRITE: 🕶️--> You should prototype the two royal bloods and be done with it

ARQUIUSPRITE: 🕶️--> They deserve it

VRISKA: No!!!!!!!!

VRISKA: Arquius, your reserv8tion is noted, 8ut the hemospectrum is 8ullshit.

VRISKA: It's not going to factor into this decision!

ARQUIUSPRITE: 🕶️--> I STRONGLY disagree, but also, sort of don't care

ARQUIUSPRITE: 🕶️--> As you were

VRISKA: So considering there are four left, and I can't personally say that any is more deserving of life than the others, I intend to let them all rest in peace.

VRISKA: That is my ruling, and I'm inclined to call it final.

VRISKA: They can live out the rest of their afterlives in the dream 8u88les, which still need to 8e saved from Lord English, lest we forget.

VRISKA: 8ut of greater importance HERE is the fact that this leaves two empty kernels as a resurrection 8ackup, in case one or two of you jokers dies in the line of duty once too often.

VRISKA: 8elieve me, you'll thank me later for thinking this all through so well in advance.

TEREZI: OK, TH4T'S 4 GOOD R34SON TO H4V3 SP4R3 K3RN3LS, BUT...

TEREZI: M4YB3 W3 SHOULD B4CK UP 4 B1T!

TEREZI: 1'M NOT SUR3 YOUR V3RD1CT ON OUR D34D FR13NDS 1S TOT4LLY 41R T1GHT, OR TH4T YOU H4V3 TH3 4UTHOR1TY TO M4K3 4 F1N4L RUL1NG!

VRISKA: Come on, Terezi. I'm not saying I'm an "authority" on mortality here, I only said my ruling was final 8ecause my logic was so impecca8le!

VRISKA: It was kind of like, a figure of speech??

TEREZI: Y34H R1GHT

TEREZI: L3T'S TH1NK 1T THROUGH 4 L1TTL3 MOR3

TEREZI: SOLLUX'S H4LF GHOST 1S P3RF3CTLY H4PPY OUT TH3R3 W1TH 4R4D14

TEREZI: W3'V3 S33N H1M 4ND CONF1RM3D 1T OURS3LV3S, SO TH3R3'S NO R34SON TO CONS1D3R H1M

TEREZI: 4ND 3R1D4N???

TEREZI: H3 MURD3R3D F3F3R1, 4ND TR13D TO K1LL K4N4Y4 4ND SOLLUX!

TEREZI: H3 DO3SN'T 3V3N D3S3RV3 TO B3 1N TH3 RUNN1NG

TEREZI: BUT N3P3T4 4ND F3F3R1? WH4T D1D TH3Y 3V3R DO TO 4NYBODY?

VRISKA: Yes, this is my point exactly!!!!!!!!

VRISKA: I don't want to 8e the ar8iter of Eridan's value as a person 8ecause of the mistakes he's made!

VRISKA: Or Feferi's or Nepeta's or Sollux's or ANY8ODY'S!

VRISKA: The only reason I chose these two over others is on account of taking responsi8ility for some nasty shit I PERSONALLY did, plus also some tactical consider8tions for the gr8ter good, 8ut that's different.

VRISKA: I would think you of all people would 8e on the same page as me when it comes to taking responsi8ility for your own actions, while in the same stride, not judging other people for their misdeeds too harshly.

VRISKA: 8ut if you feel comforta8le continuing to crown yourself as the Queen of Justice, then 8e my guest!

TEREZI: OH G1V3 M3 4 BR34K

TEREZI: 1 TH1NK W3 BOTH KNOW TH3 JUST1C3 1SSU3S H3R3 4R3 PR3TTY CUT 4ND DR13D

TEREZI: SOLLUX *W4NTS* TO B3 WH3R3 H3 1S

TEREZI: 3R1D4N 1S 4 MURD3ROUS DOUCH3

TEREZI: TH3 G1RLS 4R3 1NNOC3NT

TEREZI: 1 S4Y W3 BR1NG TH3M B4CK!

VRISKA: Terezi, please. Let's not 8icker in front of the party.

VRISKA: We need to 8e showing solidarity here!

TEREZI: W3 DO?

VRISKA: Yes. We are equally important to the party as its overarching executives. The ones with the most experience in the department of guile and ruthlessness.

VRISKA: I may project my voice louder than you, and 8orrow the spotlight for a little longer, 8ut you were always the soul of Team Scourge!

VRISKA: I couldn't 8e doing this without you. I wouldn't even want to!

TEREZI: 4W

TEREZI: Y34H, OK

TEREZI: YOU'R3 R1GHT... 1'M B3H1ND YOU 4LL TH3 W4Y!

VRISKA: ::::)

VRISKA: I st8ted my case, 8ut if you REALLY want to revive them, that's fine with me.

VRISKA: I've got the torso parts with me right here, so feel free to round them up and prototype them any time.

TEREZI: YOU DO?

TEREZI: ...WH3R3?

VRISKA: In the hunger trunk!

VRISKA: I've stashed all the spare remains there to keep them fresh, along with our, ahem. Final living party mem8er.

TEREZI: HUH?

TEREZI: OH

TEREZI: OHHHHH

TEREZI: HMM

TEREZI: WOW, Y34H

TEREZI: 1 TH1NK, UM

TEREZI: 1 TH1NK 1'LL R3V1V3 TH3M... 4 L1TTL3 L4T3R?

TEREZI: Y34H.

TEREZI: L4T3R.

VRISKA: Suit yourself!

DAVE: so

DAVE: am i inferring correctly from some shit i just heard

DAVE: that uh

TEREZI: 1NF3RR1NG WH4T?

DAVE: that vriska is like the de facto team leader now

DAVE: or vriska and terezi...

DAVE: i dunno i never understood the scourge shit

DAVE: you two have always been like this scheming giggling enigma huddled together in peapod for hella self-tickled murderdorks

DAVE: couldnt for the life of me figure out what youve been getting up to on that meteor

DAVE: is this it

TEREZI: 1S WH4T 1T??

DAVE: the plan you were hatching all along

DAVE: is this like your big move

DAVE: your power play to usurp karkat as team leader finally

VRISKA: Oh 8rother.

VRISKA: Dave, no, this isn't a coup. It's just common sense rearing its ugly head for a change.

DAVE: oh got it

VRISKA: Good.

DAVE: wait no dont got it

VRISKA: Argh!

DAVE: it sounds like youre just like

DAVE: being the leader now cause you want to

DAVE: and making all the plans because nobody else wants to or really cares

DAVE: i mean not that i even care either i just want to set the record straight

DAVE: karkat are you cool with this

VRISKA: Sigh. ::::|

DAVE: karkat

DAVE: karkat

DAVE: karkat

DAVE: yo karkat

KARKAT: WHAT!!!!!!

DAVE: oh my god

DAVE: dude were you just not listening to any of that

KARKAT: TO WHAT?

KARKAT: WHAT

KARKAT: WHAT'S HAPPENING NOW?

DAVE: hahaha

DAVE: man how long have you been tuning all this shit out

DAVE: i mean i literally just said i dont give a fuck about any of the shit vriska is saying so maybe im not one to talk but at least i had the decency to actually be joking about that

DAVE: what the fuck are you even doing

KARKAT: SORRY!

KARKAT: YEAH, SORRY, I'M GUILTY!

KARKAT: I ZONED OUT ON SOME OF SERKET'S SELF IMPORTANT BLITHER, AND WAS CARRYING A *PRIVATE CONVERSATION* WITH THE MAYOR.

KARKAT: IS THAT OK??

DAVE: dude you dont have to get the go ahead from me

DAVE: shoring up a lil one on one time with the mayor is literally always acceptable

DAVE: what were you talking about

KARKAT: IT'S PRIVATE!

DAVE: i didnt hear you mumbling anything though

KARKAT: WE WERE MOSTLY COMMUNICATING THROUGH A SERIES OF SIMPLE GESTURES

KARKAT: I WAS TALKING SMACK ABOUT CERTAIN PEOPLE HERE, AND CHOSE TO REMAIN DISCREET ABOUT IT!

DAVE: no yeah i know what thats all about

DAVE: how when you talk to the mayor and most of the time words arent even necessary like he just *knows*

DAVE: man the mayor is just so wonderful i love him so much

DAVE: hey lets all take turns hugging him

KARKAT: NO!

KARKAT: THAT'S FUCKING STUPID, JUST

KARKAT: WHAT WERE YOU SAYING? WHEN I WAS SPACING OUT JUST THEN?

DAVE: oh nothing really

DAVE: just wondering how you felt about vriska usurping your leadership role

DAVE: and if maybe you wanted to throw a vintage shitfit about that or...

KARKAT: OH!

KARKAT: OH!!!!!

KARKAT: HAHA!

KARKAT: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

KARKAT: THAT'S A GOOD ONE DAVE!

KARKAT: WOW! HAHA, HA, HAHAHAHA! ME LEADER?? TOO FUNNY!

KARKAT: I AM ENTIRELY AND SINGULARLY BAFFLED THAT IT COULD STILL EVEN *OCCUR* TO ANYONE TO ENTERTAIN THE NOTION THAT I MIGHT STILL BE PLAYING *ANY* ROLE EVEN WITHIN SNIFFING ORBIT OF A LEADERSHIP POSITION OF THIS RIDICULOUS PARTY.

KARKAT: WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME I DID *ANYTHING* OF A LEADER-LIKE NATURE, WITHOUT BEING TRUMPED BY VRISKA'S MACHIAVELLIAN LIMELIGHT GLUTTONY?

KARKAT: OR FOR THAT MATTER, WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME THERE WAS ACTUALLY ANYTHING LEADERY *TO* DO, THAT DIDN'T INVOLVE SNUGGLING UP ON THE COUCH TO WATCH "GOOD LUCK CHUCK" FOR THE FIVE HUNDREDTH TIME?!

KARKAT: I HAVE SERIOUSLY JUST BEEN ASSUMING HER COMPLETE TAKEOVER OF ALL LEADERSHIP DUTIES WAS SOME FAIT ACCOMPLI SHIT FOR THREE SOLID YEARS, AND HAVE SINCE BEEN ENJOYING THE PEACE AND QUIET OF ZERO RESPONSIBILITIES, WHICH IS WHY QUITE FRANKLY, I HAVE BEEN ABLE TO KEEP MY BLOOD PRESSURE DOWN, AND NOW RESEMBLE THE LIVING EMBODIMENT OF PEACE AND FUCKING TRANQUILITY WHICH PRESENTLY BASKS BEFORE YOU IN A STATE OF FROTHING, EUPHORIA-HOBBLED TURDVANA!!!!!!!!

DAVE: ok so vintage shitfit it is

VRISKA: Karkat, that was a 8eautiful soliliquy of acceptance and understanding of your role, due to acknowledgement of your overwhelming personal limit8tions.

VRISKA: 8ut 8e that as it may, you still ACTUALLY DO need to 8e paying attention here, so you can keep up with the plan.

VRISKA: While I may 8e the leader now, this may 8e the last day I see any of you for a very long time.

VRISKA: Someone's going to need to step up when I'm gone!

KARKAT: ALRIGHT SERKET, THEN I'LL MAKE THIS A LOT EASIER FOR YOU, AND THE TEAM AS A WHOLE.

KARKAT: STARTING NOW, I HEREBY RENOUNCE MY ROLE AS A LEADER OF THIS GROUP, OR ANY, FOREVER!

KARKAT: VRISKA ALONG WITH HER TACTICAL VIRTUOUSITY AND MONSTROUS EGO ARE MORE THAN SUITED FOR THE ROLE.

KARKAT: AND IF, WHEN, AND TO *WHEREVER* SHE EVENTUALLY DECIDES TO FUCK OFF FOR MYSTERIOUS, YET-TO-BE-EXPLAINED REASONS, THEN ANYBODY ELSE WHO FEELS INCLINED CAN SLIDE RIGHT INTO THAT POSITION, SO LONG AS IT ISN'T ME!!!

VRISKA: Gr8! It's settled, I'm the leader.

VRISKA: I gladly accept the 8aton you are going to such lengths to pass to me, Karkat. Honored in fact.

VRISKA: Not everyone is nearly as passion8 a8out la8els or ranks as you. In fact, I'm pretty whatever a8out the distinction. 8ut your melodramatic endorsement of my a8ilities is appreci8ted.

KARKAT: LJSDLKFJASDLALKJASDKLSHDKLAHSFKLASHB

KANAYA: Excuse Me

KANAYA: Miss Leader

VRISKA: Hmmm????

KANAYA: Not That It Would Ever Occur To Me To Cast The Slightest Doubt On Your Strategic Expertise

KANAYA: But I Was Wondering When You Were Planning On Getting To The Actual Strategy Part Of This Meeting

VRISKA: Glad you asked, Maryam!

VRISKA: Way to keep the meeting on point. Remind me to give you a promotion.

KANAYA: A Promotion To What

VRISKA: Nothing. No8ody's getting a promotion, it was a joke.

KANAYA: Fuck

VRISKA: The answer is very soon!

VRISKA: As soon as Eg8ert and Lalonde get here.

VRISKA: Which should 8e...

VRISKA: Riiiiiiiight a8out...

VRISKA:

VRISKA: Riiiight a8out........

another second or two!

VRISKA: Riiiiiiiight...

DAVE: vriska

VRISKA: Riiiiiiiight!!! About...

DAVE: yo can we maybe bust out some refreshments while we wait for this totally imminent thing to transpire

DAVE: can i take a look in the fridge

VRISKA: There are no drinks in the fridge!

DAVE: whats in the fridge

DAVE: sorry i think i missed that part of the conversation

DAVE: oh

DAVE: yeah never mind

VRISKA: Shh! Sh, shh-shhhh, SHHHHHHHH!

VRISKA: Shut the fuck up.

VRISKA: They're here!

[deyadee]

Title-less

I thought I had finally found a job that I was good at something, or found a place on life where I didn’t hate myself or hate what I was doing. But life always has to always kick you in the fucking face when you find any last bit of hope.

I got promoted recently which made me feel like I was actually doing something right with my life. Like what I’d heard my whole life from people who didn’t pity me wasn’t always true. I’m just fucking useless and can’t get a damn thing right. It doesn’t matter what I do I always have to fuck it up in some astronomical way and prove that I’m just fucking any king bimbo with no looks. A complete fucking moron that’s barely capable of putting a sentence together let alone bumbling through any fucking task put in front of her. Why would you do that, _____? Do you not have any common sense? Why’d it take you so long to do this, _____? Are you fucking lazy or stupid? Or both? Why can’t you just get it right like 90% of the fucking population? Why are so fucking sense? Why are you so fucking incompetent in every fucking way imaginable? Can you go one day without disappointing your parents or lying to them every day so they don’t lose every last hope they had for their fucking failure of a daughter? How have your little sisters done more than you when you’re fucking 21?!

People keep quitting left and right. I only wanted to stay for a little while until I could put on my resume that I had manager experience then I could just get an easier job. Today I fucked up again and it was a mess and confusing and I didn’t know what was going on yet it was my fucking fault. Then one of the cashiers quit and I had to take up for her. There’s like five people left working here including me. Two above me and two below. I don’t want to keep working here cause I know it’s gonna be ten times more work, ten times more stress, and more failure to come. I don’t want to keep working but the idea of trying to find another job sounds terrifying going through the process again. I pretty much walked in and got this one. Being nice to customers and actually trying to do my job was pretty much the only reason I got promoted. Stay on the sinking ship or jump into the water below?

And tonight before we left we were doing a bag check. My manager (I have two and this is the one that doesn’t hate me) has been saying more questionable stuff that I’ve just been ignoring until tonight’s bag check when she said “You’re the girl who eats more crap than I’ve ever seen.” And at the time I just laughed it off but it fucking hit like a fucking truck. Yes, I will admit I buy a lot of shit, and I don’t eat in a healthy way but it still felt insulting. I just hate acknowledging what I eat or what I look like because even thinking of it makes me want to blow my fucking head off the second I get access to any firearms. I hate knowing that no matter how nice I am, no matter how hard I work, no matter how much I try to be a good person or what society wants from me I have and will always be seen as that fat stupid bitch. I hate looking in mirrors because I don’t want to see who I actually am. When I’m at work I can just pretend I’m average enough not to be acknowledged or at least seen as an equal individual to anyone else. But every morning and every night I have to go home and see that fucking double chin and lay down on my bed and mentally picture my repulsive self. What’s the point in trying? What’s the point in hoping eventually everything will just work out and all those romcom movie tropes will come true and I won’t just die a lonely loser? What’s the point in continuing if you genuinely have nothing to live and hope for? I don’t want kids. I don’t have some kind of dream job really. I don’t have places I wanna go or things I wanna do. I just want to melt away into the fabric of reality and disappear.

[meissashush]

🍄🌻🌾(platonic)🌿🌸☄️☄️☄️ for Ro.

🍄 What are your OCs favourite snacks? Their favourite comfort food which always cheers them up when they’re down? Favourite meal to make? Do they enjoy baking and cooking and are they any good in the kitchen?

Rosea is a sweets person. If given a choice, she'll near always consume something sugary over anything else. Chocolate especially, but sweet fruits and vegetables are also just as likely. And if it's also a carb? No questions asked, she's eating it. It's a no brainer that baked goods are a comfort food for her. Her favorite meal, however, is pretty much anything with chicken in it.

She can cook. She can even do so passably. Her enjoyment of it is more contingent on getting the food afterwards, however.

🌻 What little things do they notice about people or the world around them that make them happy? What tiny little treasures do they find in the normal every day that makes the world seem a little brighter for them?

Rosea is an avid people-watcher. Not really on purpose, more as a side-effect of always staying aware of her surroundings, but the attention to others in public spaces means she has witnessed a lot of somewhat private moments in people's lives. She loves seeing people just living their own lives and experiencing joy. From the awkward teen couple bonding over cute merchandise in the mall to the toddler seeing bubbles for the first time, it's those little moments of joy she holds close. It helps her get through her more isolated days.

🌾 Describe your OC through the eyes of someone absolutely head-over-heels in love with them (platonic)

You get the bonus of nonplatonic because I'm fucking moronic and messed this question up on Garbria's.

Also this question stalled me so long I'm just giving small blurbs so I can finally just post this.

"Oh man, this kid is going to be the death of me." - Nyx

"I've had this kid for ten minutes and if anything happened to her, I would kill everyone and then myself." - Cor

"Why must I be in love with an idiot?" - Ignis

"I will not strangle my girlfriend, I will not strangle my girlfriend, I will not strangle my girlfriend--" - Gladio

"How am I this lucky, man? How did I get a girl like this?" - Prompto

"Do the Astrals hate me? Why did I end up with a girl like this?" - Noctis

Bonus:

"Why are all Leonis's the same?" - Aeo, Regis, Clarus, Papavera, and every other person unfortunate enough to love them

🌿 What way does your OC show that they care without using words? What way do others show your OC that they’re cared about without using speech?

She's always been more of a 'do-er' than a 'say-er'. Blame it on the infamously taciturn Immortal, but she's not always good at saying how she feels. She'll show her affection by saving the better parts of a snack, waiting to watch a show, and going out of her way to make someone she cares about's day a little easier.

🌸 What are some of their favourite things and why? List as many as you can think of!

Sleep, pineapple flavored candy, chocolate, chicken patties, a train ride when its not crowded, chocobos, zus, mega-fauna in general, dogs, cats, maybe just all animals, except sabertusks the fuck is wrong with those things?, jersey knit cotton, hoodies, over sized t-shirts, tonberries, ulwaat berry flavored anything, coffee, warping, etc etc etc

☄️ Does this OC deserve better treatment from you? Do you make them suffer just a little bit too much? Be nice to them!

☄️ Does this OC deserve better treatment from you? Do you make them suffer just a little bit too much? Be nice to them!

☄️ Does this OC deserve better treatment from you? Do you make them suffer just a little bit too much? Be nice to them!

LA LA LA LA I CAN'T HEAR YOU OVER ME BEING SOOOOO NICE TO HER AND HAVING NO IDEA WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT

/)(>-<)(\ <- not listening