#this rlly shouldn't be difficult

[dragoneer99]

the video game industry should be the easiest industry in the world to boycott because you literally DO NOT NEED new videogames. you will not curl up and die if you don't drop 80$ for a fucking preorder or 60$ on release.

You don't HAVE to buy the game. But the consistent cycle is just: Article drops revealing massive labor abuse and disgusting exploitation in game company -> game company releases new game anyway to generate hype -> thousands of people buy it at full price and then whine on twitter if you remind them what the company did.

Blizzard gets sued, and we find out a woman was sexually harassed so much she committed suicide, but then overwatch 2 drops and I guess everyone let their moral backbones slough out their assholes and spent full fucking price so Blizzard learned nothing.

Bethesda harasses a transgender employee and holds her god damn healthcare hostage to keep her from talking about it, but then Starfield drops and suddenly everybody HAS to drop 60$ stop being such a joyless communist!!!!!!!1!!1!

idk man it should be easy to just. not buy the game.

[starlyhta]

tbh i’m still trying to figure out if my ciri is bi or gay.   this shouldn’t be so difficult.   :/

[kittycomrade]

Xc

[chowadoe]

so more on that role reversal au...

Shadow (created as a Weapon Against Humanity) who was eventually raised, and exploited, by G.U.N to become Humanity's Ultimate weapon and Sonic, found by Robotnik

some more expanded thoughts below ^_^

SHADOW - G.U.N AGENT

Shadow was initially created with the intention of being a Weapon Against Humanity. after a life-altering incident, G.U.N. takes Shadow into their custody, raising him to become one of their top agents, exploiting him.

he's constantly under government surveillance... inhibitor rings (developed by G.U.N.) are clamped onto him like a shock collar so he is unable to tap into his full power. (Shadow has neither tested nor does he know the extent of his strength.. he has never tried removing them. G.U.N. is the only one who can remove them.)

the hypocritical method in wanting their weapon (cough trained dog) to exercise and develop restraint on his own terms, and yet forcefully acclimating him.

Shadow’s aware of his past. Definitely struggles with Existential dread about why he’s on Earth and what he was made for. he wants to (and feels like he should) do good, but if he was initially made with destructive intent… is he compensating this way? is this what he really wants? no.. he shouldn't think like that.. Maria would want him to be good..

If not to make the world the better a place, if they still treat his kind as inferior and sometimes, even a threat to the whole human race, does humanity and this planet still deserve its rite for redemption? What is humanity? Is that something he’s capable of, as a weapon of mass destruction?

what is he trying to prove here? His docility? His ability to be obedient and be, by human standards, good? what does that mean in a world that may never accept them, and much less him- a synthetic and all-unnatural organism forged from humanity’s worst and an alien race only capable of Evil and wrongdoing. a being so perfectly suited for any and all forms of persecution. Humankind’s scapegoat. He thinks about Maria.

Maria remains a guiding light. Back then, she would sneak Shadow out to gaze upon the Earth, her former home. She misses it, the lush greenery, the sun, the people. she hopes that Shadow will get to experience what it’s like.

au shadow is emo edgy in a sad wet adult 40yo cat leon kennedy kind of way. au sonic is emo edgy like a 14yo that found out you could buy a tattoo gun on amazon without a license. I know nothing about resident evil

when he's not on a mission, he's usually in his "room" (extremely generous word for containment chamber/training facility.) he's like a hamster in a cage with toys to play with . (treadmills. race tracks. dummy robots. Ak-47s.) He's allowed to freely roam HQ from hours 6am-10pm, and if not, he is usually escorted by a guard, unless its Rouge sneaking him out. But beyond that, it's not like the ultimate lifeform needs that much sleep, and it'd be bad to have their ultimate weapon roaming the halls without supervision. but let's say there's the occasional nocturnal scavenger providing him a bit of nightly mischief that even the most complicated most difficult to navigate ventilation system cannot keep a natural-born burrower out..... (haha)

SONIC - ACCOMPLICE

Robotnik’s “accomplice” (adoptive son?)

Sonic goes along with Robotnik’s schemes but has his own ulterior motives .. after all, working under someone is still infringing on his sense of freedom, independence, and pride.

He only rlly helps out Robotnik out if it helps him… robotnik makes some new tech that tickles his , esp if smth that happens to enhance his existing abilities. sure he’s more than capable of doing things on his own but what’s better than to play with his new toys with his already existing toys (GUN. shadow.)

and if he manages to break them in a day then he’s found an issue that robotnik needs to troubleshoot immediately. eggman should really be Thanking him!

his only known goal atm is to find things that stave off his boredom. from what Shadow's gathered at least. but maybe there's more...

has a very bad No Good Fixation on shadow's inhibitor rings for whatever reason. wonder that could mean.

Still fucking around with roles and nothing's rlly set in stone. Im just kind of giggling kicking rocks and throwing pebbles in the water to see what lands ^q^

Rouge is still there! A contractor for G.U.N. A Recovering/reformed Jewel thief who joins the task force (maybe?) 

the gang is also there! still brainstorming roles though. emrmmm

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

aita for reading my boyfriend's vent blog without its permission?

i (17FTM they/he) have been dating this guy (17NB it/its) for about 2 weeks now and during which our communication has already been pretty bad. we met through tumblr and there is a 17hr time difference between us. it has bpd and some other mental health issues, which have made communication difficult. it doesn't tell me when it's splitting or otherwise agitating, and instead ignores me, which make me panic bc i have been ghosted by multiple different previous partners. for a while its vent blog was linked in its pinned post, but after a little less than a week of us dating it removed it. i had been using it as a way of keeping track of it's mental health, bc as i said before it refused to lmk when it wasn't doing well. upon asking if it was ok or anything like that it would just say it was fine. even when it had been venting abt being rlly not fine. after a while it caught on that i had been stalking its vent blog and yesterday deleted the blog to make a new one, so i couldn't find it. luckily im a super sleuth and found its new blog through its mutuals reblogs and such. it was formatted the exact same and had a similar color scheme. bingo. the blog was full of posts abt how mad it was abt me snooping, that i had broken its trust, and that it didn't/couldn't even love me. it has gone through my vent blog multiple times as well, which i know bc it posted abt it on its blog. so, i decided to confront it. i msged it saying i was sorry and that i had gone through both vent blogs, and i understood if it never wanted to speak to me again, etc. once it woke up (again, 17hr time difference) it just yelled at me abt how i had broken its trust, which i owned up to and kept apologizing. i brought up how it had also gone through my blog, but it hasn't msged back or read my msg. it deleted its tumblr halfway through the argument. i have no idea what its doing or how it's feeling and its very scary for me. ik i shouldn't have invaded its privacy like that, but it was out of love. i want to repair our relationship if possible, but im afraid it might be too early in the relationship to fix.

What are these acronyms?

[fairyhaos]

seventeen and pottery

the struggles that svt would go through during a pottery class masterlist

seungcheol:

accidentally presses down too hard on the foot pedal, almost sends his lump of wet clay flying into hansol on the other side of the room. kneads the clay so thoroughly that the instructor tells him that if there were any air bubbles in there then he's probably destroyed them twice over by now. makes little sounds of surprise every time the wheel goes a little too fast for his liking. creates a very smol and thick vase that looks like a large cup more than anything, but is vv proud of it :) 

jeonghan:

almost died trying to get the air out of his clay. complains that his arm is too weak to do this and he shouldn't be doing this with his injury. manages to convince the instructor to do all the kneading for him n also gets him to throw down the clay onto the wheel after seeing how much seungcheol struggled. likes the feeling of wet clay in his hands a lot, and probably spends half the time just playing with the clay as he builds it up and presses it down and builds it up and presses it down and builds it up and—

joshua:

makes exaggerated noises of effort as he's kneading the clay. compliments the instructor's sexy arms as he's giving a demonstration. laughs at seungcheol's clay almost flying off the wheel, gets distracted and almost has his lose balance too. also somehow his vase ends up looking crazy good???? finishes early and tries to help save dokyeom before he goes even further down the path of wet misshapenness that he's found himself lost in

junhui:

has So much fun playing with the pottery wheel. loves the feeling of wet clay too, enjoys the act of building it up and pressing it down. didn't enjoy the kneading as much, saying it hurt his forearms too much :((( laughs at the wonky shapes he manages to make his vase, ends up going with a cool contemporary look that was definitely intentional and didn't happen bc he almost slapped it off the wheel in his excitement

hoshi:

was lost from the start. enjoyed the kneading maybe a bit too much, wasn't paying attention when the instructor was explaining the next step. his clay was sitting wonky on the wheel and ended up splattering him with muddy water every time he tried to shape it before the instructor came around and fixed it for him. tries to paint everyone's faces with his dirty hands. keeps rambling about how handsome the instructor is, has to start the building up process a total of 4 times bc he keeps getting distracted

wonwoo:

honestly, using his hands in this way isn't his forte. was pretty good at the kneading thing and could center the clay pretty well, but getting the right pressure on the foot pedal was a bit difficult. his wheel's movements were rlly jerky bc he didn't want to send his clay flying into the wall (unlike some people's). gets too worried about making the walls thin and having it rip, ends up with a rather chunky looking vase but he's still so so proud of himself

woozi:

all the members tease him about how kneading the clay must be a piece of cake for him. jokes that this is about all the exercise he'll need for his forearms that week. is one of the members whose clay somehow manages to fly off the wheel and splatter against the wall, has to start the kneading process all over again. somehow makes a bowl instead of a vase, but he's not too fussed bc at least it means he can actually use it

minghao:

watched tons of pottery videos before their session, but had never even touched anything like a pottery wheel before. severely underestimated the amount of strength needed to knead the clay, was bullied by the members bc his spindly arms probably couldn't do it. manages to make a rlly fancy looking vase with a bulbous bottom and a narrow, tall top. is really pleased with his creation, has already booked another session in the studio

mingyu:

complains that his arms hurt as he's kneading the clay. keeps having to build up and press down his clay constantly bc he can't get as narrow an opening as he needs. blames it on his fingers. is in a competition against all the members (for some reason??? and he's the only one who even knows they're competing) and tries to make the best looking vase. ends up with a slightly lopsided vase, but is so pleased with himself bc it looks perfect in his eyes

dokyeom:

struggles The Most. knows he'll get lost easily, listens to the instructor so intently that he feels like his ears will detach from his body. accidentally presses down on his clay too hard and presses the pedal too firmly, ends up with a pancake of clay on the wheel that he has to peel off with his fingernails. the instructor is almost Permanently hovering above him before he has to go attend to hoshi's mishap n so he ends up with a joshua Permanently hovering over him instead. gets clay water all the way down to his elbows. and on his cheeks. and on his canvas shoes. it's everywhere, really. 

seungkwan:

tries his Best™. gets stressed out whenever the wheel starts going too fast, apologises to his clay when he feels like it's going out of control. has to do the building up and pressing down process several times bc he keeps accidentally wrinkling the clay while pressing it down. is in awe of joshua's perfect little vase, whines for an entire ten minutes and then strives to make one as pretty as that. doesn't feel like he gets anywhere near to that standard, but is still pretty happy for it being his first attempt

hansol:

the only member to have actually done pottery before. but like all of these weird experiences that he's somehow had in his life, he doesn't remember a thing about it. is another person who accidentally makes it fly into the wall, is a little flustered but overall rather chill about the process. makes a knobbly looking vase that kinda resembles a pickle, is infinitely pleased w himself

chan:

honestly is just there to Have Fun. looks around the studio in utter awe, makes small talk with the instructor while he's going around and observing them all, n manages to learn everything about him from his education to his inspiration to everything that he's ever made in the studio. is pretty good with the wheel, maybe a little wobbly in pulling up his vase but still rather confident. manages to get clay on his cheek, which seungcheol's points out to him and proceeds to 'help' by smothering his face with his own clay-covered hands

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[h4itani-4ddict]

Reconciliation in the Cold - Maried!Nozel Silva One Shot

Synopsis: Nozel and Y/N argue, Nozel tell his s/o mean things but at the end they reconcile and apologize

Pairing: Nozel Silva (Black Clover) x female! reader

Genre: Angst to Fluff/ SFW

TW: Nozel being mean (saying "I hate u"), argument, crying, emotionally intense, conflictual relationships, communication difficulties and relationship problems, reconciliation (idk if that's all ???)

WC: 416

A/N: I rlly dont like the end bruhhh (btw english isn't my first langage)

There was a palpable tension in the halls of the Silva mansion. Nozel and Y/N stood in the living room, their faces filled with annoyance and frustration. Sharp words filled the air, fueling the raging argument between them.

"Nozel, how can you say such things?" Y/N exclaimed, tears welling up in her eyes. "I don't understand… I thought you loved me."

Nozel crossed his arms, his gaze cold and distant. "I fail to see why you complain so much. You're always so timid and sensitive. I can't even express my frustrations without you bursting into tears."

Nozel's words struck a chord deep within Y/N, leaving her feeling deeply hurt. She always tried to appear strong in front of him, but his words had touched a sensitive nerve. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she felt misunderstood and rejected.

"If that's how you see me, then maybe… maybe we should take a step back," she whispered, her voice broken.

Nozel hesitated for a moment, his eyes meeting his s/o, filled with sadness and vulnerability. He realized the impact of his words and the pain he had inflicted on the person he loved most in the world.

"Y/N, I… I didn't mean that," he murmured softly, his voice tinged with remorse. "I'm sorry… I'm just… frustrated, and I don't know any other way to express it."

Nozel's sincere words touched Y/N, a glimmer of hope flickering in her broken heart. She knew Nozel struggled to show his emotions, but his admission of fault gave her hope for reconciliation.

"I understand that you have difficulty expressing your emotions, Nozel, but that doesn't mean you can hurt me without consequences," she replied, her voice trembling. "I want you to understand how much your words can affect others, especially me."

Nozel lowered his head, ashamed of his past actions. "You're right, Y/N. I shouldn't let my frustration dictate my words. I sincerely apologize."

Y/N approached him slowly, placing a hand on his arm. "I forgive you, Nozel, but I want us to work together to improve our communication. We are married, and that means being there for each other even in the difficult times."

Nozel looked up, determination shining in his eyes. "You're right, Y/N. I will be the best husband I can be. I promise to make an effort to open up more and show you how much you mean to me."

His s/o offered him a faint smile, feeling their hearts mend. They embraced each other tenderly, seeking comfort in each other's arms.

"I love you, princess" Nozel whispered against her hair. "And I'm sorry for ever doubting us."

Y/N buried her face in Nozel's chest, feeling her heart settle. "I love you too, Nozel. Promise me we'll always work through things together, no matter the challenges."

Nozel tightened his hold, whispering softly in her ear, "I promise, Y/N. I'll never hurt you again. We'll face every trial together."

In that moment of intimacy, Nozel and s/o realized that their love was stronger than their differences. They were ready to face the future hand in hand, proving that even the coldest of hearts could be warmed by the fires of genuine love.

A/N: I've already said it but I really hate the end, like it's so cringe bro... But hope u liked it

masterlist - requests

[venusjaynie]

thank you lovely 🧎‍♀️ I rlly like ur idea of billy being so touchy with reader in front of the fruity four. ignore this idea if u don’t like it but.. how abt cockwarming with billy while hanging out w them? U both have a blanket wrapped around u and u are sat on his lap and he slips himself inside of u because he’s so horny for u. U wanna move but he won’t let u because the others will get suspicious. eventually he can’t take it the tension anymore turns you around thrust into you chasing his high at a relentless pace while you suck his neck whilst the others realise what’s happening and are in awe of how good billy as he degrades and praises you?

LMAO I need to touch some grass 😭 ignore this if it’s too long HAHA

oh my god. this is amazing. i changed the ending slightly just because exhibitionism isn't really my thing, but i hope you still enjoy it!

billy hargrove x fem!reader

cw: 18+ MDNI cockwarming, p in v sex, dom!billy, sub!reader, jealous!billy, brat!reader, degrading, edging, (tiny bit of) hair pulling, unprotected sex (wrap it before your tap it!), petnames (sweetheart, dollface etc) fluffy ending because i'm a slut for fluff

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You and the rest of the older kids are in your living room, having a pajama night - not party, which Eddie was adamant about- and the seven of you were spread out across the floor, sofas and armchairs. The movie you had been watching was now long forgotten, and the group of you were idly chatting and laughing.

Billy wasn't wearing a shirt, and his lower half was clad in pajama pants. Only pajama pants. You had asked him to put boxers on, but he was against the prospect of "caging his manhood" as he put it. You decided not to comment on it anymore, but the thought of him being completely naked save for a thin layer of plaid material practically had you dripping.

Billy has been clingy and possessive all night, and it's not that you necessarily mind, but that you'd rather him express his jealousy in the comfort of your bedroom (which, in his defense, is just upstairs) and not in front of Nancy, Jonathan, Steve, Robin and Eddie. He says he thinks Eddie has a crush on you, but you disagree. You've tried, on multiple occasions, to tell him that Eddie's your friend, and the friendly feeling is mutual, but he won't hear any of it. So, he's had you in his lap for the past 25 minutes, and every so often you feel him shift and readjust himself beneath you.

"Billy, how's things at the workshop?" It's Steve who asks Billy about work.

"Not bad, man. Pretty busy at the minute, but nothing I can't handle." He laughs lightly, but it quickly cut off as you subtly grind down against him. The blanket covering you both hides your movement pretty well, and the only one who has a real reaction is Billy. He coughs: a warning. You know you shouldn't push him further, but you can feel him getting hard, and you can't help but encourage him. You roll your hips slightly, and instead of facing the group, you turn to straddle him. He freezes up, and his eyes close for a split second, before he regains his composure and acts as though everything is normal.

Your arms are wrapped around his neck, and you movements are becoming more frequent, more consistent. You do your best to not make it obvious, but it's getting increasingly more difficult as Billy's reactions to your movements become more visible. You think you can see Nancy glancing over at the two of you occasionally but you don't have it in you to care at this moment.

After sometime, you cease your movements, and think that Billy will stop being so jealous.

You're wrong.

As you go to turn back around to face the group, Billy slips his cock into your cunt, and you go stiff.

"Shit, Billy." You half whisper-half moan into his ear, and he smirks. You don't more out of fear that the others will realise what's going on. You just bury your face into Billy's neck, and close your eyes tightly. He doesn't reply, but you can feel him smirking against your shoulder. You decide that if he gets to put his dick in you in front of everyone, you won't make it an easy feat for him.

Your lips attach to his neck, kissing it gently, moving upwards behind his ear, and you feel his sharply exhale against your skin. Your kisses slowly turn into biting and sucking little hickeys here and there, and you know he's becoming more pent up by the minute, but that doesn't deter you any.

Billy's sweating, his forehead is glistening and his palms are becoming clammy. He grabs your hips as a silent warning, attempting to pin you in place and slow your discreet rocking back and forth, but his actions do little to stop you.

He can tell the others are growing suspicious as Nancy's asked him twice if he's alright, and Jonathan has been wearily glancing over every so often.

"Fuck, you gotta stop, darlin'" He whispers to you, his voice quiet but demanding, however you shake your head in response, showing no signs of stopping.

"Isn't this what you wanted?"

"You're a fuckin' brat." His grip on you is probably strong enough to leave bruises, but that only makes you want to tease him further. You grind down some more, and leave some hickeys on his collarbone, right where you know everyone will see when he's on duty tomorrow at the pool. His left hand leaves your hip and reaches up to roughly grab your chin. He brings his mouth close to your ear, and bites your lobe, before dropping his voice and whispering,

"Bedroom. Now." And your heart nearly out of excitement.

You slowly pull off of him, emitting a breathy groan from the back of Billy's throat. Once you're sure he's pulled his pajama pants over his dick, you slide off of his lap, taking the blanket that was previously covering both you and your boyfriend, and excuse yourself, making up some batshit lie about how you need to look for something in your room.

When you leave, Billy waits approximately 17 seconds before Billy announces to the group that he thinks he should help you look. Eddie throws him a suspicious glance but doesn't say anything directly to Billy, instead whispering something to Robin. Billy isn't too sure that the group believe your lies, however he doesn't really care.

He makes his way up the stairs to your shared bedroom to find you lying on the bed, with a look of anticipation spread across your face. He smirks, and slowly stalks over to where you're lying, shorts and panties off and legs spread.

"I'm gonna fuckin' rip you apart, dollface." He takes off his clothing, and puts his big hands on your waist, lining up his rock hard dick with your entrance. Billy wastes no time in thrusting his cock into your pussy, and you could scream at the sensation. He fucks you hard, pushing his dick into you so he's balls deep, and then pulling almost the whole way out so just his tip in still in you.

"Fuck- Billy- Oh God!" You practically wail, your hands in his hair, tugging slightly on his curls.

"Gotta be quiet, sweetheart. We've got company downstairs, remember?" You do your best to nod at his words, even though you're struggling to comprehend what he's saying as he roughly shoves his dick into your weeping cunt. You can feel his balls slapping your skin with every thrust, and it gets you closer to your climax every time.

"Billy, I need to- fuck- need to cum." You're panting below him, so close to reaching your high, but he just laughs.

"You've been a brat tonight, don't you dare cum before I do." His words make you whine, but he doesn't seem to care, thrusting into you harder and wrapping your legs around his waist. "Saw Eddie starin' at you tonight. Bet he'd love to be where I am right now."

He uses his hand to move your chin, forcing you to make eye contact with him, and he almost cums at the mere sight of your watery eyes and pouty bottom lip.

"You rather have him fucking you?" You shake your head, but he tuts at you. "Nope, gotta use words, baby. You want Eddie to fuck you?

"No! Just want you, Billy." He smirks, and leans down to kiss you.

"Why's that, doll?" You try to answer, but the feeling of Billy gripping your hips hard enough to leave bruises has you speechless. "You don't think he could make you feel this good, huh? He couldn't make you cum as hard as I do?" You shake your head and tilt it back in please as Billy sucks and bites at your neck. "That's right, sweetheart. He couldn't please you how I do. Could never make you feel this way, ain't that right?"

"Yeah, Billy. He couldn't make me feel this good- fuck!" Billy's movements don't slow, but the slight stuttering of his hips tell you that he's reaching his high, and you arch your back, letting out a guttural moan at the feeling of his hips smacking against your thighs.

"Darlin'- shit- I'm gonna cum." Billy's hips rock against you and he plants his face in your neck, thrusting his dick into you and fucking you through his orgasm. You expect his movements to relent, but he keeps going, and you can't hold on much longer.

"Oh God, Billy- I'm gonna cum- Can I cum? Please?" His thrusts are slower now, less rhythmic, and he nods into your shoulder.

"Yeah, baby, cum for me. Just for me." At his words, you let go, and he kisses your chest, and your shoulder, working his way up to your lips, leaving markings on your neck and collarbone.

"Shit- you did so good for me, dollface." Billy connects his lips with your, kissing you softly - a stark contrast from his movements mere seconds ago.

"C'mon, let's get you cleaned up and then we'll go back to the others."

"Oh my god, I forgot they were here." Your cheeks heat up in a sort of embarrassment, but Billy just smirks at you.

"Hopefully they know what we were doing so Munson doesn't try to make a move on my girl. And if he didn't figure it out, the hickeys on your neck should relay the message."

"Ugh, I hate you." You swat at his shoulder, but he catches your hand before it makes contact with his body.

"No you don't." He lifts your hand to his mouth and kisses all the way up your arm, and you can't help the butterflies in your stomach from fluttering around.

"I know."

[butchsophiewalten]

haii i like JUST watched the walten files… idk if this blog is still alive, but im tryin to learn the lore and if u could give me a run-down of like the timeline/lore i would rlly appreciate it ^_^ TY!!!

Well i'm definitely still active, but this is kind of a tall ask! Also pretty complicated since there's a lot of fringe stuff that I care a lot about but probably isn't actually that important for a new fan to familiarize themself with right away, and sometimes it's hard for someone like me to differentiate that from the essential stuff. That said, I've written a lot here so it's going under a cut.

Just to cover all my bases: If you've just watched the series for the first time, be sure that you're also checking out the two hidden videos. They're both present in the Official Playlist in the order you're meant to view them, but there's really nothing wrong with watching both of them last, you shouldn't be that confused. These are technically and literally bonus content, but they ARE lore-important.

Also, a mutual of mine, @gir-posting put together a neocities site a while ago specifically with the intention of helping people who are new to The Walten Files get their bearings with it, and you can find that here:

Just as a note and to add my own pedantic criticism, this page eventually guides you towards the series' companion website, Findjackwalten.com, and provides archived links of all* the iterated versions of that site's pages. It's a LOT, don't worry about catching up on everything, it is literally all just bonus content to make the wait between episodes more fun. The Twfinfo page here also calls it an ARG, which i would not consider it by any stretch of the word's definition. It's just a website.

*some pages were never archived and Twfinfo is also missing the most recent findjackwalten update from August 15th.

I recognize that literally none of this is what you asked me for! This is because I honestly have a really difficult time trying to summarize the events of The Walten Files. But this is the part where I try:

In the late 50s, two college friends named Jack Walten and Felix Kranken came up with an idea for animatronic performers that, through the years, would eventually morph into the concept for Bon's Burgers. Sometime between 1968 and 1972, Jack and Felix's company, Bunny Smiles Incorporated, would partner with a company called CyberFun Tech to assist them in their Bon's Burgers project, providing them with resources and engineering expertise to create those animatronic performers they had envisioned. After lots of work, Bon's Burgers was set to open on June 1st, 1974.

This is the part you probably know. On May 2nd, 1974, Jack asked Felix for a favor he was needing. He was doing overtime at the workshop trying to get things ready for the opening, but his two youngest kids, Edd and Molly, needed someone to drive them to a school party they wanted to attend. His wife, Rosemary, couldn't take them, because she was taking his eldest daughter Sophie to the dentist. Felix agreed to the favor. You know what happened then.

This is where it gets fuzzy. After Edd & Molly's disappearances, the Bon's Burgers opening was postponed to June 28th. It seems like Jack and Felix more or less continued to collaborate on the project until Jack's disappearance on June 11th. We have no idea what happened to him after that.

The restaurant opened. At some point presumably between Jack's disappearance and the 30th of June, the animatronic Bon went strange. The lead engineer, Susan Woodings, decided to examine him after noticing some "irregularities" during his performance during the day, and he violently attacked her, then stuffed her damaged-but-still-living body into the animatronic Banny, where she eventually starved to death.

Bon's massacre would continue with the elusive employee, Charles B., who we continue to know next to nothing about except that he ended up in Boozoo, and would finish with Rosemary Walten, who had been returning to the restaurant regularly with hopes of finding her missing husband. The screams heard during Rosemary's attack and dismemberment were reported by the neighborhood and led to the restaurant's immediate closure. All of the restaurants assets, including its animatronic performers, were relocated to a storage unit in the middle of a nearby forest.

Over the years Felix pulled a lot of cheap merchandising schemes to try and keep the Bon's Burgers and Bunny Smiles brand relevant in the consciousness of Brighton. Lots of toys and direct-to-video cartoons and even a reasonably popular television series. In the late 70s he put forward a plan to fix up all the animatronics and reopen the Bon's Burgers restaurant in a new location. The first version of the plan went really terribly, since they just went and hired some teenaged engineers and put them on crunch time to try and fix everything wrong with four half-decade old complicated machines. One of those engineers, Ashley Parks, ended up poking around in some back hallways she wasn't supposed to see and was killed by Bon for snooping. She ended up in the animatronic Billy, who was present at the old Bon's Burgers location but has been kept suspiciously separate from the other animatronics for years.

Flash forward to 1982. Sophie Walten, the only living member of the Walten family, has been living with medication-induced amnesia for years. This is until her girlfriend Jenny introduces her to the BunnyFarm arcade machine, which has just been installed in the basement of the hotel where Jenny and she live. Through the machine, the spirits of her dead friends and family begin communicating with her, and she learns a lot of the information I just relayed to you. And that's where we are, really.

[biribaa]

This Diary Is Not Yours

(Yandere!Doc x reader)

TW// Yandere behavior, manipulation, cussing in the narrative, death, rlly small mentions of vomit, small amount of blood

9/04/XXXX

It's been a week since the friend of our feline hero sacrificed itself to open the blast doors over our city. Finally without Zurks and Sentinels to worry about, everyone is free to go wherever they want now. Not everyone wanted to leave the city, of course, for example, Momo was not yet ready to face the torment he faced the last time he went to the surface. But ignoring that, many were excited to visit the outside world, just as I was.

Everything was so green and healthy, no sign of human life and no sign of our cat friend. I've always been interested in technology, but I always thought vegetation would be interesting too.

So with that idea in mind, I stole earth and started making a sketch of what my plantation would look like close to home, who knows I might find another cat, so I can feed it with those vegetables!

9/09/XXXX

In beautiful 5 days, I managed to make a simple planting, managed to get water and find some lost seeds in abandoned places and started to plant.

Some funny thoughts popped into my head, am I a parent for plants too now? I feed, care for and love these plants, are they my children?

A horrible thought crossed my mind! If they were my children, I would have to feed them to animals and watch them being brutally devoured! I better not have strong feeling for these plants...

9/21/XXXX

A human! A human!

Many rumors have surfaced that a human is walking around Walled City 99! I can only imagine how confused this human is, surrounded by robots that don't speak the same language as them, poor human.

I mentioned this to my friends, so far none of them have seen anything but rumours. I also asked several people and only a small number of people(3 people as I recall) saw this human. According to them, the human had (H/L) (H/C) hair, their skin was (S/C), and was apparently (woman/man/androgynous).

I have a strange unexpected urge to try to look for this human, maybe I'll teach them our language and let them live in my house, and as a gift, I can feed them my vegetables

I told Seamus to check my vegetables daily and water them, after that I will be away for a long time, after all it shouldn't be that difficult, just walk and ask.

And of course, I'm taking my diary to write down my adventure

9/22/XXXX

I found the human!

I expected a longer adventure than just one day, but what matters now is that I found them. The human is called Y/N, and all the tips people gave me fit them perfectly.

They were clearly exhausted and confused with everything, they are so lost...

I noticed how scared they were, so the first thing I did was teach them the basics of my language. It took a few minutes but now they knows the basics like "Yes" "No" "She" "He" "They" "Me" and etc. Most of the time Y/N makes hand gestures, but they try to speak

At this very moment as I'm writing and walking, Y/N is firmly by my side and doesn't abandon me at all, I don't blame the human, I'm the only robot that actually tried to help them.

I hope Y/N lasts a long time...

9/28/XXXX

Everything is going great! I found some warm clothes for Y/N and a blanket for them. I'm so glad they liked the clothes I found.

Theres more, Y/N has been learning more and more words of my language, I'm glad to know that, I hope that in a few months Y/N will be able to speak for at least be able to socialize with others

I already introduced Y/N to my son Seamus and some of my friends like Clementine and Momo, unfortunately I couldn't bring them to Zbaltazar, I really wanted to see his reaction to a human, but i told him about Y/N, he said they seems like a really nice person. While for Clementine and Momo, they got along really well, especially with Momo, Y/N and Momo talk to each other a lot now.

What I fear the most is the fact that my vegetables aren't getting ready... I need to find a way to not let Y/N starve to death.

10/03/XXXX

Everything is going perfect! The vegetables have grown, Y/N is learning more and more of my language and is finally getting used to everything.

I feel that everything will work out in the future if I continue on this path.

2/10/XXXX

...

I fear I have to admit that I feel certain feelings for Y/N

Specifically romantic

I know this isn't the first time that a robot and a human have been in a romantic relationship, but even so, I feel a fear every time I think about the moment I have to confess to Y/N

It's been so

So long, since I saw a human like Y/N, someone extraordinary and admirable

[Scribbles and scribbles in the diary]

Words

Words can't describe how much I love Y/N, how amazing they are, I feel so much joy in helping them with food and a place to sleep. Maybe I like the feeling of someone depending on me? No... These are selfish thoughts, all I feel for Y/N is 100% love

I can't wait for the day where I'll finally be together with Y/N ​

Doing all of Y/N's hobbies together, trying Y/N's favorite foods, talking about Y/N's favorite topics, I've had a lot of time for myself, it's time for Y/N to have all my attetion. I would honestly do anything to make Y/N feel loved by me, caress Y/N's smooth skin, run my fingers through their hair, kiss their warm lips with my screen and whisper anything that makes them happy. Anything, anything to make them feel loved.

2/25/XXXX

I don't like how well Momo and Y/N get along, how they get along better than me and Y/N. And Momo knows how much I love and adore Y/N, and still, he does this to me

So I decided to return the favor he did for me for free

As I'm the person Y/N trusts the most since they set their foot in this city, I told them how "fake" and "manipulative" Momo really was, I hated lying to Y/N, but it will all be worth it

Momo clearly noticed Y/N stopping talking to him out of the blue, and when he found out about everything, i got shocked at how angry and aggressive Momo got with all of this, he even went so far as to push me. But all that would just be another lie I'll tell Y/N how "awful" Momo is

I lost a dear friend, but who cares? We're talking about Y/N here, so for them, I'd do anything

4/15/XXXX

They accepted

They accepted my feelings, after months of secretly admiring Y/N, leaving them only as my darkest desire for so many times, they finally accepted.

Y/N's lips are amazing, sometimes they're cold, and sometimes they're warm, other times moist and other times dry, it was wonderful. But the main thing, they touched me. They touched my waist, my shoulders, hands and neck. I never felt so well embraced by such delicate heat

I could write for hours and hours how good it was to feel Y/N's heat

6/12/XXXX

I believe Momo told my son all my situation with him, because Seamus is not talking to me much and seems uncomfortable with everything. But he seems to be ok with my love, at first it was weird for him to consider Y/N as a new parental figure, but over time he accepted it easily

But as long as I always wake up to see Y/N's delicate and beautiful face next to me, everything is more than perfect.

7/04/XXXX

GREAT, now Zbaltazar knows everything! Momo or Seamus, or maybe the two of them told him, I really need to do something about this before the three of them contain it for everyone until it gets to the Guardian.

The lie and manipulate plan isn't working anymore, I need to take this to a much higher point, I need to make a plan to eliminate them

7/05/XXXX

Elimination plan(Momo):

I'll have to be more than patient to eliminate Momo

I'll have to wait for Seamus and Y/N to leave the house for both of them to make sure I'm home, then I'll have to go to Momo's house hidden, I have to take a weapon, preferably, something too heavy for me to hit Momo on the head and already be dead, and then, coming home. Sounds simple, but is definitely going to be stressful.

8/07/XXXX

It was a success, I'm shaking I actually did it, but it was a success, Momo is dead, i killed him, if the Guardian starts doubting me I will definitely burn this diary and find another one.

I've decided that I have to wait a month to do another elimination for everyone to calm down and not get up too alert.

I want to save Seamus for last... He's my son, I'll have a little more hesitation with him

Elimination plan(Zbaltazar):

It'll be quick, I need to find a time where he's not meditating, and where he's alone too, that's all he needs to do, what I need to do is make sure no one saw me leaving, pick up a heavy stone, and find Zbaltazar. Zbaltazar has never been into a fight, he's not that agile, so if he tries to counterattack, it'll be a light punch like a feather

9/08/XXXX

Again, it was a success, several people at Antvillage were devastated by the great loss, and since I am a "friend" of Zbaltazar, I pretended to be too, and Y/N comforted me with hugs and kisses... I should pretend bad things happened to me more, I love to cuddle with them after all

Now it's Seamus' time, this is the death I'm being most hesitant to commit, but it's for a greater good he would never understand

Elimination plan(Seamus):

I will wait for Y/N to leave the house and go somewhere far away, they have a lot of friends, at one time or another they will go out to visit them. And in the meantime, I'll get a heavy object, it won't be the same rock, it has to be something else, and I'll use the gun on Seamus when he least expects it, I'll have to take the body to somewhere far away, some cave or something. And when Y/N will I say that Seamus left and that I don't know anything

Phew, I can't wait to pretend I'm devastated by his death and Y/N comfort me, like the perfect person they always was, and always will be

–––

You closed the diary in your hands, your heart felt like it was frozen, and at the same time, racing. Your skin was pale and your eyes shocked.

What. The. Fuck

The person you trusted all this time did all this?! Manipulated you dozens and dozens of times just to be with you?! And... And.... Momo and Zbaltazar... Even his own son! You have to stop this, you have to report to the Guardian, this is crazy, Doc must be sick! All this time you loved a crazy companion, this whole situation made you want to vomit.

You looked around you, paranoid about the place you are, to think that you ever felt comfortable in this place made you sick, to think that this place with those lights and this mattress on the floor was the place of your first kiss with Doc, that was the place you felt most safe. You left the mini room with the diary in hand and faced the hallways filled with shelves with an abundance of books. You quickened your pace to the nearest door with your heart almost out of your mouth, you put your hand on the doorknob and–

The door opened, and it wasn't you who opened it. And there he was, him

Instinctively, you tucked the journal behind your back, but the rest of your body felt paralyzed apart from your hands, which were shaking like an earthquake, and your lung, it seemed to be being clenched by fists.

"There you are, dear!" Doc exclaimed with a bag dangling from one of his arms. "Guess what I just harvested. I have a tip, it's one of your favorites!~" The bigger robot coos, this is the only time you genuinely didn't like the fact that Doc was slightly bigger than you. Now, it just made you uncomfortable and scared. And you could barely answer Doc, your tongue felt stuck and your vocal cords frozen

"O–Oh, u-u-uh... Erm, p-potatoes?" Your voice came out weak. You prayed that your stutters didn't make your situation obvious.

"Yep! Do you want baked potatoes for dinner?" Doc queried, closing the door behind him

"Uhm..." You forced a smile "Y-Yeah! Sure why not—" "Mm? What's that on your back, huh?"

Your blood froze, and you swear your heartbeat went to a thousand, shit.

You clutched tight to the hidden diary, begging that it would ease you more, but with Doc staring at you, you felt like you were being forced to fall off a cliff, and your feet were on the edge.

"Y/N? Dear? I don't want to scare you but your hands are shaking and they're pale..." The machine gently held your free hand, as if it were a fragile jewel. While for you it was like a knife to be pocking your hand "Is everything ok? Something happened? Look, you can tell me if you want..."

At that very moment, you were about to cry in terror, your chest kept going up and down, this is a nightmare, a nightmare

"I–I need to talk to the Guardian, Doc" You removed your hand from Doc's palm

"Ahm? Why? What happened Y/N? You can tell me." He placed his hands on the sides of your arms dropping the sack of potatoes on the floor "Why all this fear? It's not like I'm going to kill you, dear, I just want to help..."

Good wordplay Doc, now your whole body won't stop shaking, you have nowhere to run, if you run, he'll attack you, he killed your friends, he killed your friends, the person you trusted the most killed them, they don't exist anymore...

calm down calm your despair this is all not real it's a joke it's a joke it has to be a joke you've got to get out of here you've got to get out of here. YOU HAVE TO GET OUT OF THERE! NOW

Unable to do anything, you look at the floor, and you started to cry.

Doc's "heart" broke as he saw your tears run down in your soft cheeks, his screen showed nothing but sadness.

"Oh Y/N..." He tied two arms around you, giving you a warm hug "There there, calm down—" But, he felt something on your back, that "something" being the item you craved more than anything he doesn't find out you're hiding from him. Doc accomplished some things while hugging you, the item you were hiding, it looked thick as a book, you know, it even looked like a diary

"Is this my diary?"

Run

You pushed Doc against the door behind him with all your might with a loud bang, and without a second thought you ran into the maze of books. You know everything, that was the thing Doc least wanted to know about you. He placed a hand on his chest due to the pain of the push, and started running towards you, to have you in his arms once more.

Your plan was simple, make Doc run to you to leave the door undefended and use it to escape.It didn't matter how much your heart beat, how much your legs shook, how much you panted, you ran and ran and ran to not become another victim, you still couldn't process all the past events, As much as you're afraid of Doc now, you didn't want to believe it, you didn't want him to kill Momo, that he killed Zbaltazar, that he killed his own son to have you

You could hear his footsteps, thump thump thump. You entered a aisle of books, as you ran, for a brief moment you looked back, just to check that Momo wasn't there. He was

When you looked back, you only saw the floor and your whole body aching, you tripped over a pile of books in the hallway, but you don't care how much your nose, lips or teeth hurt, you don't care how much blood you drop, you need to run from Doc

You stand up with determination, you almost feel his hand on your shoulders again, and his footsteps are louder, Doc is definitely close to you. You ran on a path that led towards the same door that Doc came out of, by that time you already felt blood in your mouth, but you were close to your exit, your salvation, nothing mattered, you just needed to get out of there alive and with the diary and that's it.

You saw the door, your heart and lungs were blessed by a brief moment of hope, you readied your dominant hand and reached for the handle, one of your fingers felt the knob-

BAM!!!

Your eyes closed, and there was only black and a headache now. You were passed out by a hit on the head with a thick book, all this, done by Doc

–––

Your body is in a state you didn't want to leave, it was a bed, everything was so warm, no cold fingers or heart shock, everything was calm, perfect, no Doc, you were saved right?

You opened your eyes, only to find what you didn't want, you were in the same little room where it all started, the same mattress, the same lights, the same books, and his arms, Doc's, were hugging your waist

You went back to hell without end, your heart skipped silently, and you didn't move

Doc's head was wedged into the side of your neck and his legs were hugging your legs, if you were going to make any kind of sudden movement he would wake up

No. No no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no. You don't have the patience for this, you HAVE to get out of here, you HAVE to get out of this kind of hell, this nightmare.

You lightly moved your hand to Doc's hand which was on your belly, you took his hand gently and–

You gasped in shock, feeling a pain in your wrist, it was Doc's hand, gripping your wrist tightly, making your body shudder in despair, begging for nothing to happen.

"Angel, I just want to let you know, I'm wide awake, and I'm not some kind of idiot" He laughed "You know you won't be able to stop me, just go back to sleep, my angel, you look very beautiful sleeping, by the way..."

———

Sorryabout mistakes the new episode of OSNI got me cryng way too much i just fucking brok with allthishit i need therapy

[cogbreath]

ngl even tho i had faith in both you and allah that whatever you had done would not be the end of you i WAS worried still so yeah like everyone else is saying i'm also rly glad that you're recovering. congrats on surviving life's bullshit yet again my friend. may the next one maybe be less painful tho bc that did/does not sound like a fun time

jazakallah khair ❤️

and i do wanna apologise for worrying you guys. we all do know that i didnt mean to but i do understand how even when we r aware of that, it can still hurt and be scary to see someone u care about end up in a situation like that and it can be confusing and frustrating cuz of the fact its so clearly not a good thing to do to oneself. but im rlly rlly thankful that despite all that you guys have it in your hearts to be so so gentle and kind to me which seriously means the world to me

im not entirely sure how bad my situation really was, because it's honestly difficult for me to remember how much i actually ended up drinking, my memory is rlly blurry about it but i do know that i did pass out for a while. i wasn't exactly worried at first that i felt that i needed to puke and legit was shocked when i started seeinf it turning red n shit. i wanfed to believe that somehow it was just something i ate that was also red but when i started tasting the taste of iron i Knew. because it seemed to be becoming more and more bloody i was like. "o fuck." i was still aware of ans believing in the resilience of the human body, reminding myself that people have literally survived getting hit with a particle beam in the head, but nonetheless it doesnt change the fact that vomiting blood is something associated with fatal outcomes. i guess honestly it really doesn't matter either way what the true severity of it was and i shouldn't trouble myself too much about trying to figure it out because no matter what, it was a dangerous and bad situation to be in. also im not detailing more now about what happened so as to be shocking or graphic but like i just want to be honest about it so i can help process it and help u guys have more clarity on what happened now that im not as delirious and panicked as i was when it all went down

i wasnt scared to die and honestly no matter what never will be because of the way my brain is wired about the concept of death, but what i was most scared of was that ppl i care about and that allah would be mad at me. so it helps a lot to have that affirmed that nobodys mad at me and nobody thinks that i'm stupid or had it coming

sorry if this is more than u expected as a response, but you guys are some of the only people i can feel comfortable being truly deeply honest with. i dont ever intend to trouble you with things that arent your job to manage and i dont intend to freak people out. but maybe thats not nice to assume thats what anyone is thinking. ily

[whumpshaped]

I grin and haul them up again, whisking them away. The chair they get set down in cages them in with the arm rests, against the nice table, and it is surprisingly heavy. Maybe they're just too weak.

"For you." I agree as I dig through some stuff that might be fun. Thanks, paranoid uncle. Not so paranoid after all. They can catch a glimpse of silver in the drawer, like any sane human might have, but also some things that seem... less common. Hopefully. That might be a muzzle, or it might be tangled wire meant to be woven into ropes. "Lucky for me, though. Cute aggression is a bitch."

(i don't rlly know tumblr rp ettiquite so feel free to delete if u dont want to. but if u do i will sign off with the eyes hehehe)

-👀

(ps im imagining helle with the bells in their hair lmao, jingly jangly)

The bells in their hair jingle happily as they're dragged around, as though they have no idea what's going on. Helle yelps as they're shoved into a chair, but they try their best to at least get comfortable. It's difficult with their hands tied like that.

Red eyes follow your every move as you ponder your options, and Helle starts to get very restless. This all reminds them way too much of punishments with Lady Marie, and they don't like it. Panic they've scarcely felt during the past two centuries is beginning to take hold of them, sinking its claws into their stomach first, then slowly, painstakingly, crawling up to their lungs, their heart, latching onto their windpipe and closing up their throat.

This shouldn't be happening. No human should've been able to overpower them like that. No human should be able to withstand their exceptional magic, the thing they've relied on for as long as they can remember. They try the rope again, more insistently, very distraught when it refuses to give.

"Before you do anything, I would like to remind you that there is no way I have just lost my powers forever. Now, I am not upset with you, not yet. Maybe you should keep it that way," they suggest helpfully. "I would hate to see you cry and beg for mercy when I eventually get out and start to tear you limb from limb. It would be so silly. Why not keep the nice, friendly relations?"

[cows-wearing-my-sweater]

definitely would like to hear your take on this situation! if you feel like sharing ofc!! i feel like everyone shares the same discourse of disappointed but not surprised 😭

i'd love to share !!! i started typing this all out and realized i was not gonna be able to keep it nice and concise so i do rlly apologize this is long LOL

my first point is that just nothing has made my blood boil more than the people who, in defense of matty and in an attempt to ridicule hurt fans, say "this is what you get for idolizing someone," or "but he never claimed to be a good person -- you shouldn't have gotten attached." because while these may be true statements to a certain extent at times, they completely deflect from the actual issue, which is matty's actual behavior

i think a lot of my feelings on this circle back to my own experiences of being in fan spaces starting from like. age 12 all the way up to now. it is so genuinely difficult for young girls especially to enjoy anything without having it minimized or ridiculed simply because it attracts predominantly teen girls/young women. and so when a band like the 1975 shows up, it's wonderful because so many young people feel so welcome and accepted in that space. matty himself has reiterated many times in interviews that he has respect for the intelligent young women that make up the fanbase, and that you can't take your fans' intelligence for granted.

that's part of why it is so disheartening when time and time again he's so ok with openly making lame, weirdly misogynistic jokes at the expense of so many people who care so much about what he does. and it is true that maybe no one should be surprised, but it's so shocking that he has shown zero sign of maturation. he's nearly 34. there's no excuses for him atp.

my friend and i were talking about this, and it came up that matty is in a position of power where he will never have to take substantial action on his own claims of caring about women, or any sort of marginalized group for that matter. it's so deeply frustrating to see that he is clearly capable of compassion and understanding, yet he makes the active choice not to follow that, because he has the privilege of treating everything as a joke.

you can call it a bit, a joke layered in irony, as much as you want, but after awhile it begs the question: is it really a joke anymore? does this really not reflect who he is as a person? because i, personally, am done with people who hide behind the excuse of irony and satire to explain the shit they say. just because it's a joke doesn't mean it's fucking funny!!! like, at all!!!!

not to mention the fact that this band would NOT be where it is now if it weren't for the young women that put so much time and energy into showing the band support and love. and how fucking awful does it feel to have that returned with what i can only rlly describe as the kind of comments a 17 year old little white boy would make. feels awful

[short-black-diamond]

Im sorry if i shouldn't be venting cuz this is a vent🙏 but i just wanna get this off my chest- just ignore it :)

I've been feeling more lonely internally, there's moments when I'm happy ofc- but the loneliness always returns and i don't think anyone will ever love ( why should they?? 🤨 ) but its rlly sad cuz im a romantic 😭 and i used to feel worse ( it got slightly better ) but it still sucks. and my friend is being different and a bit difficult for my lil heart 😅

e. g. we used to always call or text, but now she either replys dryly or ignores me ( ON PURPOSE ) and irl she justs gives a mean stare ( she does that most of the time but it feels a lil mean cuz I'm always just givin a lil smile )

and today in the entire hall, the teachers allowed us to sit where we wanted to. and everyone had like a fren grp, it was just me and my 2nd bestie ( they're a homie but the 1st one hits diff )

WORST PART I CANT EVEN CRY😭 THE LAST TIME I CRIED WAS 1-2 MONTHS AGO OVER MATH💀

sorry to kinda dump this...

- 👻 anon

(did you take the ghost emoji because of halloween or just because you felt like it?)

I feel like crying when I think about the word math.

---

I feel flattered by the fact that you used my unbox to vent, my love. I just hope that your "friend" won't be mad at you for long?

Would you know what the possible reason might be? maybe something happened to her at home which she doesn't want to talk about, or you guys had an argument where one of you guys said something insensitive?

If she does not want to talk to you, I suggest you let her be and also only speak to her when she starts the conversation. it is best to leave a person alone for a while, maybe they're going through something too at the moment?

I just hope that you won't stay alone for too long as it is not healthy, you know? I want you to be happy. maybe go and take a walk at the park or in the forest where many people walk around and enjoy the fresh breeze of air?

Talk to people, we humans need to be social, you know? it is not really healthy when a person stays alone for too long, my love. I hope you have other people to talk to, you know?

But, feeling alone sometimes if okay. I felt alone most times, and I just decided to write down stuff here in tumblr, and now I have adopted to kids, and am friends with a cool artist from my favourite webtoon.

I hope getting online friends is a good way for you to cope and relax? It also helps me when I bake something and concentrate myself on the ingredients and the way the bake should be prepared.

I don't know if what I said was helpful or not, but I hope I could. If you want to vent more, the box is always open, and also write down if you want me to answer you again or not }

-your diamond.

[zingaplanet]

What are your thoughts on Rafole? I fell down a rabbit hole on everything regarding them and their relationship and it’s very interesting how they went from being quite close to not…

My darling I love u but I'm trying to stay djoko-free and drama-free so I'm rlly not the best person to ask this hahahaha. Either way I don't think I'm qualified to speak about their relationship simply because I don't know much about it? I'll give my best perception but honestly take it with a kilo of salt lol. I seem to remember there was a falling out over Djokovic's father at some point (or was that with Federer?)

All I know is Novak's relationship with Rafa wasn't the only one that kinda suffered this fate. I don't think Novak was ever close with Roger to begin with, but pretty sure him and Murray used to be quite good mates (they were kinda childhood friends on the tour and played doubles) but that kinda fizzled out in the end. Nadal, Djokovic, Murray were kind of a strange teenager friend group at some point, simply I assume cause they're basically just from the same generation on the tour (they played together since juniors as well) and used to play video games n football together i think.

A bit strange cause I don't think Rafa and Andy's friendship ever really got strained. But then again it's completely understandable within an environment as competitive as them (considering the Nadal-Djokovic rivalry is much more competitive and tbf to Andy maybe, I too would find it difficult to be besties with somebody who beat me 6 times in an AO final 😭).

Don't think there's any point in guessing round the dynamics of the men's tour's locker room throughout the years. It definitely is fascinating, tennis is prob the only sport where you have to share locker rooms with your rivals every day of the year, something here and there are bound to happen, I guess. I bet you there are a shiton of gossips more scandalous than the royal family there throughout the 2000s but I also guess that there's a kind of unspoken code of conduct that you shouldn't ever talk about it? Which is why even the retired players never really did (look at A-Rod he's the biggest gossiper there is even he never said anyth about shits going down in the locker room lol).

Whether it was simply them growing up, having families, becoming more serious in their careers and hence more competitive with each other then grew apart or was there an actual internal friction/conflict I don't really know. Not that we'd ever know for sure I think, they'll prob never ever disclose it for PR reasons (maybe when they're retired). For me, Djokovic seems like quite a lone wolf on tour (?) which is quite sad, but maybe that's the way he prefers to stay competitive. He generally seems to have a kind of joker persona that's either well-liked or a bit divisive n he seems close with his Serbian countrymen although never really to the level of friendship with any specific one of them like Nadal did with Marc Lopez or Federer did with Wawrinka. This is all just my perception of course n could be 1000% wrong.

Anyhow, as the two remaining of the big 3 and looking at the way they interact (in laver cup and in charity matches in the AO for instance) i think it's obv that their relationship has grown into one of massive respect for one another, there's still a hint of kind of an old banter there sometimes (look at when they partnered up for the AO relief last year), but it doesn't seem like they have much of a personal relationship nowadays beyond that of respectful, competitive rivals who drove each other at the last leg of their careers.

Rafa and Andy are different tho, quite evident in the way Rafa invited him to his insta live and them interacting by challenging each other to play playstation afterwards. Even in Novak and Andy's insta live, I seem to remember there was a section where Novak said he was actually really glad to be able to do this instalive with him cause they "never had the chance to talk about this kind of things (personal stuffs) before" seemingly kinda hinting that they've been cordial and friendly these days but they never really ✨️ held each other's hands✨️ if u know what i mean lol.

Ok i could do a full on analysis of their interactions or instalives but this will take me 5 lifetimes lol. All in all, I just wanna be honest that I don't, emm how do i put this, really get Djokovic? I can't seem to get a read on him as a person, which is quite strange. I read politicians' faces for a living and I feel like you can always tell what someone is like based on their public persona a little bit cause nobody can hide that well without injecting a bit of themselves into their PR front (Federer is like the most PR perfect guy ever but even sometimes he slips up). Djokovic is just... really hard to read? Although ppl see him as the joker etc I always kinda feel that he's a very closed off person, at least with his personal thoughts. I don't really know what's going through his mind when he does certain things sometimes. But hey, each to their own right?

Again anon, you have alas triggered again this aimless rambling of mine, but there you go, one must eat the fruit that they've picked, (What even is this saying lol, sorry!)

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some of them do transition. I've seen it.

you shouldn't be allowed around animals.

Tw (transphobia!!)

Oh good for them that’s so silly goose core! If you still have their info I’d luv to meet them, I’m proud of them for transitioning, that’s rlly difficult in a society like the one we have :)

And next time you feel like arguing try suppling actual evidence to support ur point besides the opinions you treat as fact! Luv u sweetie!!🩷💚

At this point I’m doubting you even have alters who are animals cuz of the way you treat trans species ppl like damnnnn ToT