#probelms

[catonthe6-blog]

A Morning in June - 𝕋ℍ𝔼ℕ (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1262954019-a-morning-in-june-%F0%9D%95%8B%E2%84%8D%F0%9D%94%BC%E2%84%95?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=catnamedgoose&wp_originator=pMjP%2Fkc%2F6o34s7mXtQds6c%2BUAC93m4OsURyjHQPD9XuL%2BjUjAYOG1XyZ7gSl5s8Imc0zsmAk9tnEm8bM6VwrYfaD1j475sPbYO92GlpSyIJ5k4NciiP6oNqyc%2F7tx%2Bts "It's okay, it's okay... Just get out of here." I note, for the first time, that he has a handgun in his right hand. Compared to what Liam is carrying, it looks like a toy. "Go!" I go. The gunshots, screams - all still echoing in my ears. After surviving a brutal school shooting, Anna struggles to keep it together. With the help of a psychiatrist, she revisits her past with all its problematic relationships, a broken home, the boys she crushed on and who hardly notice her existence, and her interactions with Liam Wolfe, the boy who killed five people one morning in June.

[potatobugz]

here's a few things I drew 2day. no I am definitely not starting a nother project what makes you say that

[yandere-daydreams]

i'd hate to be publicly unhinged but is there anyone else in the world who has actually read house of leaves and can anyone please tell me why it's Like That

[uiiyru]

Edd writing Matt: he is stupid but sarcastic

Tom writing Matt: he is stupid and full of himself but super stupid

Matt writing Matt: he is a homosexual that likes kissing Tom

[moesartblog]

I cant speak for anyone else obviously, but being a fat butch in fandom feels like this way too often

PLEASE stop calling female characters (or often feminine men) butch just because they have ONE trait thats not as feminine as the rest of their design.

[marinetteplztakeabreak]

Was going to make felix and kagami kiss in my feligami fic but what if they simply made romantically charged eye contact. Thats like the same right (screams)

[mrkanman]

hello dont starve youtuber. in front of you is the dont starve wiki entry for wx-78. you have to make a five minute video about them. every time you use the incorrect pronouns for them, you will receive an electric shock of increasing intensity. the choice is yours. good luck.

[destielmemenews]

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[thatoneluckybee]

Ma'am that is my emotional support background character with no dialogue

[takearisk-xo]

what’s the opposite of lost the plot? where there is *so much* plot to set up that it’s nearly impossible to fit it all in one chap? drowning in plot??

i’m drowning in plot.

[catonthe6-blog]

A Morning in June - 𝔼𝕡𝕚𝕝𝕠𝕘𝕦𝕖 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1264347355-a-morning-in-june-%F0%9D%94%BC%F0%9D%95%A1%F0%9D%95%9A%F0%9D%95%9D%F0%9D%95%A0%F0%9D%95%98%F0%9D%95%A6%F0%9D%95%96?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=catnamedgoose&wp_originator=pvhyy3wvH65EobUdAxiKJX51nxrVpsGnoHHe4vsI%2F98nrjT%2BY00LRaHm3yrtt0GMy9iFN4q1DdQRjH3PtPGdjJ4Y4vIIdMfEoVc21e1ITg7iwJB3lEo44Vrc3Rl5b3l3 "It's okay, it's okay... Just get out of here." I note, for the first time, that he has a handgun in his right hand. Compared to what Liam is carrying, it looks like a toy. "Go!" I go. The gunshots, screams - all still echoing in my ears. After surviving a brutal school shooting, Anna struggles to keep it together. With the help of a psychiatrist, she revisits her past with all its problematic relationships, a broken home, the boys she crushed on and who hardly notice her existence, and her interactions with Liam Wolfe, the boy who killed five people one morning in June.

[rapidhighway]

Why does everyone here come to me for family advice and then immediately ignore itttt 🙄🙄🙄🙄

[mahirublue]

The fact that I just saw another spicy/suggestive artwork of P then this followed😂

*slams both hands on the table* Alright! I'm gonna do it! Gonna need some time though...

[blueberry-macaron]

What r ur thoughts on Lukzoe?

Here r mines:

First, If the writers want Luka to NOT be a threat to the L////S all over again, then I expect them to do it in some other way instead of making Luka fall for a diet Marinette

Second, if the writers did Kagami dirty by making it look like she hasn't moved on from Adrien by making her date his twin cousin, then i'm pretty sure their gonna pull the same stunt with Luka (Maybe that's why they gave Dietnette the same traits as Marinette. or they'll probably plot twist it and make him fall for socqueline because of obvious reasons)

Third, (which is probably the most obvious point) Giving that we were shown blatant, subtle but small hints (Y'know, the same type of shoes, highlighted hair, crazy accessories, rips in their jeans, same aesthetics and etc and etc and act) It's SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO obvious that their getting hooked up so that in the end, "EvErYOnE WiLL Be HaPpy In ThE EnD"

*Disgusted face*

And the worst part is that most (Not all) Lukzoe shippers are L/////////S shippers who r suddenly pitying Luka after bashing him and calling him names like "GaRy StUe" or "ReBoUnD" or "ThIrD wHeEl" and starting to ship him with miss-Diet-Marinette-who's-only-purpose-is-making-Chloe-look-bad

And then there's Lukzoe shippers who only ship them just to spite Lukloe and Liluka or only because they have the same shoes, or because of their aesthetics

Yeah idk I don’t really have an opinion on the ship other than it‘s giving „shipping the leftovers so they don‘t stay single“.

I don‘t really mind them, they‘d probably just be a cute and unproblematic side couple but their dynamic is too boring and nonexistent for me to actually be invested, like yaass queens give us ✨nothing✨

At least Lu//cloe and Li//luka have some spice to them bc nice and chill person x morally problematic person is a funny dynamic which I can see people wanting to explore.

But honestly I‘d much rather see Luka with Zoe than Soqueline who‘s literally just a Mari clone😭

[presidentbungus]

Marcel has a way of getting things done, no matter what anyone else really wants to do about it. Tavish isn’t all too sure how he ended up here, one of two seated on a luxury private jet, chugging a steady stream of cocktails he’s already forgetting the prissy names of, using up vacation days he hasn’t had since the lawsuit, but every time he looks up at Marcel sitting across from him and slowly poring through a pile of travel magazines it just makes sense.

And well he knew what he was getting himself into in the first place—you can’t really trust a lad with a watch collection, who fancies sunglasses indoors as a slick and appropriate fashion choice, to not want to spring a trip to somewhere stiff and wealthy at nowhere, equator at every feasible opportunity.

What he lacks in natural cuteness the man makes up for in the strange ability to make anything and everything sound like the most important, life-changing thing you’ve ever considered doing. Not to mention all the well I’ll just go on my own, Tavish, another lonely soul adrift in the whirlpool of solitude, Tavish, and you can stay here and keep working since I know that’s more important to you than anything else, anything at all. And so, curse his natural susceptibility to guilt, Tavish found himself here about an hour later, since all his things were conveniently already arranged in a suitcase on his bed. What a surprise.

Something about dating the French. Marcel looks up at him, and slowly outstretches one expertly fitted leather glove across the aisle, sets it down on his hand, and says: "Tavish, mon beau. Look at this."

And then an awkward shuffling-around of the magazine he's holding with only one hand, until Tavish can see a limp page advertising--well, he assumes it's advertising some sort of spa getaway, using a lot of words he doesn't really recognize, and a completely unrelated picture underneath of dolphins turning in the waves. "The Pacific Pearl package," another pertinent tap at a flowery subsection, "one of the highest-reviewed couple's massage experiences on the continent."

'Highest reviewed'. Tavish knows he's talking it up but on the off-chance he's not he decides it's not worth the risk of breaking his poor wee heart. "Mmm. Wow," sucking down something green out of a cocktail glass. Tastes like watermelon. "That sounds great."

And here Marcel's eyebrows pitch just a little bit and oh, here it comes. "Of course, we would have to give up bungee-jumping if we wanted to slot this into the schedule--"

"Nope. Good try." There it is. "Bungee-jumping is non-bloody-negotiable." Tavish sets his glass down on the table so he can point accusingly, since Marcel's still rubbing treacherous circles into his other hand. "You gave me two… experiences to plan," god he hates that word, "and by god, we're stickin' by 'em. And that also goes for--"

"Scuba diving. I'm aware." Marcel wilts, just a little. "With the sharks. And the jellyfish. And the--"

"Anemone, killer minnows, flesh-eating sandskippers, vicious brain-melting amoebas, I know, Marce."

"You need to relax, mon coeur. Not… get your adrenaline pumping out in the wild. That's all I'm getting at."

Tavish sighs. "I can relax and have a little fun repeatedly jumping off cliffs, those two things aren't mutually bloody exclusive. And you," he says, triumphantly, "you gotta live a little. I can't be the only fun one in this relationship. It's stiflin' me growth as a person."

"I'm fun." Marcel rears back, maybe genuinely offended, though of course you can never tell with him. "I'm very fun."

"Well let's prove it, then."

Marcel opens his mouth, and then it flops shut and he leans back against the seat, pulling his hand back and crossing his arms.

It might be a bad time, but Tavish quietly adds: "Thoughts on parasailing?"

"You're on thin ice."

"Understood."

[entishramblings]

something very terrible of me is that I unintentionally quote fic in my everyday life. I fear and tremble at the day where some random bitch looks back at me and says “you read XYZ”