#what's wrnog with me

[look-at-the-stars-tonight]

all my friends have their lives so mapped out and damn i wish i had that

[shinakazami1]

New Tales Ep 4 live review!!

- Before the intro sequence, I thought Anu didn't know Octavio friends? I don't know the timeframe in all this so it does feel a tad bit weird though, in this run I had killed Juniper so...

- Dear God Octavio not noticing it's Fran's Frogurt is so stupid 😭😭 literally no words. Till this exact moment, I could excuse a lot of the writing... Please.... He's not this dumb, right,,,, ouu,,

- "SAY UNCLE" "You're my sister and I'm your uncle" - I want to know the story behind this sm

- Fergus looking saved it with L0U13 free labour dance but.... Why did we even have the the mental worry, and then the stupid hitting Fergus butt,,, I know the games have this humour but this whole bit felt like not so well timed break

- This game cannot get where it is standing with the killing hmmmm, like no character in this run had a constant (though idk why L0u13, after his crisis, gets once again pro killing,, gonna try replaying better version)

- BROCK BACK AND HE JUST STRAIGTH UP SHOT ANU-PLEASE OFAIHFAS

- GUYS U HAVE THE GUN THAT HEALS 😭😭😭I know they wanted to make this joke but PLEASE

- I feel weird about FRAN being seen as newbie in business. Sure, she only knew one but she kept it going for a long time so I feel she knows a tad bit more seeing it's a fam business for years. Esp after that Susan talk in ep 1. She feels she should know sth more

- Bivington showing up,,, I did expect him to but I wonder. I can tell this is some setup but I wonder what type (future me I say hi) (hi past shina - dear god not one i expected, diluted elon musk oifashfiaos)

- can I propose an overpriced drink AS SIGN OF SUCCESS IS KILLING ME

- it's weird that any didn't realise she could use the lab for their project cud they need

- Anu from being a Newby to being a big fan of Maya Vaultfinder mega ultra player,,, I'm so proud

- JABBER PUBLIC PEEING AND SOOTHING MUSIC PLEASE WHAT WAS THAT WHY DID I STUMP UPON

- Anu being seen as genius and then most the work is just,,,, the goggles,,, the slapping,,,,, it's all so silly

- I was curious what would be Fran's wish and the synth sad music in there reminded me of Hyer Light drifter soundtrack. But Rita,,,

- BADASS SUPERFAN IS MY FAV character beside Rhys and all Tediore soldiers wjjwh

- Foopy PLEASE??? FOOP POOP??? The only thing broken is you HELLO - WHY WE GOT BOTH PISS AND POOP THIS EPISODE

- I wonder if Fran's focus on sexuality is a trauma response, too,, future shina here, but based on what you can tell LOUI3 I think that is the case

- 😭 Why did so many people know and could reference before Fran's traumatic experience tho??? Like it puts her so down and others just know it

-VVIP IS MORE LIKE WIP WORK WORK WORK and i got Octavio to sniff the substance cus I imagine he would try it sjshhehe

- VVVIP,,, WHAT'S NEXT A VVVVIP CUS I HOPE TO SEE SOME WWIPS,,, Also I made Octavio dance

- BADASS BEING FIRED NOOO I hope I will see him in fifth episode :0

- Susan having a gun. You go girl boss actually

- HELLO UNPROTECTED DATA STDs??? dear GOD I EXPECTED THIS AND YET I AM STILL BAFFLED

- THE FACT THERE IS A TRANSLATOR FOR YALL TALK

- I get why people like Susan, I love the translator bit, the bitchy high atittude, she gets it

- BRO THE FACT KATAGAWA SR IS NEXT TO RHYS IS LIKE 'haha remember how my son wanted to kill you well now another person does'

- "dangerous, yes?" girl it's a glowing rock

- I took around 20 screenshots of Rhys alone 😭😭😭I'm down BAD

- I wish got control of Octavio if he would say Susan is the boss... I feel it's a wasted potential

[lnane]

ik theyre trying to fancy up the menu but somebody should tell whoever wrote the school menu for the week to not use the word perfect

"cooked to perfection" "served with a perfect balance" girl you cant make those claims. especially not when theyre so far from the truth.

[samijey]

This is a spoiler, but not really. My TL spoiled something in regards to something Jey is wearing on Raw, and I'm just like 😭 My Sami/Jey heart. We are eating good tomorrow

I JSUT AASAW I T AND AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA YOU GOTYTA BE FUCVKINH KIDDING ME HES WEARING SAMI'S KEFFIYEH WHAT THE FUCK IS WRNOG WITH THEMM

[after-witch]

Could you tell me what's ur fav work of urs..and also underrated ones that you think deserves attention 😄😄

Ohhhhh what a lovely question, thank you for sending it, I really like talking about what pieces i like ;adf lol.

My favorite fandom piece:

This changes alllllll the time. Right now it's The Touch of Your Lips Dear with yandere Feitan. I like how twisted it is, I like the way I wrote Feitan as being like, kind of shy and awkward but in his own Feitan way. The mutual enjoyment of the torture session leading to sex? *chef's kiss* if I do say so myself.

For non-yandere, Tactical Compensation with Shigaraki. I just really like how casually cruel Shigaraki became, combined with the commentary on the general fucked up nature of the Hero system and how they treat people as expendable as well. I do have a part 2 that's been a WIP for ages...

Favorite piece with someone else's OCs

(okay I've only written one person's OC so this might as well be "Favorite piece I wrote with Lucas'):

Song of a Broken Heart. I have way more fun writing readers with Lucas when they don't end up brutally murdered, but I'm really proud of this one, although I do want to go back and rewrite a few scenes to be a little more visceral. It has one of my favorite lines that I've written in the past few years in it-- the sentence with "there was undoubtedly a final thought somewhere in you..." in it.

Favorite original piece:

One of my seasonal spirits, but it's so hard to choose. I think I'll go with Cold Snap because he's the original and I think the most like... twistedly malevolent but also gleefully affectionate in his own way. Plus he was inspired by a folk story that was adapted in one of my favorite creepy books as a kid (Short and Shivery) and you can't go wrnog there.

Underrated

... and this is really subjective I guess, since I keep thinking 'well is it an underrated fic if it got 100+ notes despite being related to a niche fandom?' buuut:

Pasteurized, from Doctor Sleep, with a reader who is kept as a source of renewable torture-induced steam food by the True Knot. Just an awful, fucked up scenario for poor reader. One of the few times I think one of my extensive daydream scenarios was successfully turned into a fic!

I don't write for Hetalia anymore but I always liked this piece I did with yandere Norway and a reader who can see magical creatures!

Down the Cellar Stairs. Not a yandere or romance fic, just a creepy lil horror story I wrote on Halloween night, inspired by old fashioned Halloween games. I really like the atmosphere and the structure of this story. The ending is really fun in a morbid way.

Round the Thatch-Eves Run. Underrated in the context of the seasonal spirits, I guess! I really like him even if he's a little more grounded and forest-creature-esque compared to the other more fae spirits. I put a lot of vague grief feelings into this piece so another reason I like it.

[marytimonyofficial]

made a gifset and it refuses to post properly and now the tumblr app doesn’t even let me post and i have to use web WHAT DID I DO WRNOG

[chronically-ryan]

going to therapy for two sessions was fun and all but like the worst part was when i had to answer questions about my past medical history and upon hearing that i had multiple chronic pain disorders my therapist asked if i had ever looked into getting accomodations for them because, ykno, they might still affect me

so then i looked into it because, why not, sometimes my body hates me and it would be really nice to have something to back me up when that happens (shout out to the middle of the semester er trip)

only to find out that the literal only requirement for the accomodation services is to have a diagnosis of a specific medical condition. and that being the only thing i dont have!!!

like i've seen so many doctors who can verify that /something/ is wrnog with me, but they dont know what, so they can try and treat me but i can't get a full diagnosis for the issue. rinse and repeat for 3 different chronic pain issues

so now i dont get accomodations for anything

[sergeant-donny-donowitz]

PT2: Adrenaline (CliffxFem!Reader)

Requested by @tealaquinn

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Your reunion with Cliff didn't go exactly as planned. You argued... which was the exact opposite of what you wanted. To Cliff, it seemed like that was exactly what you wanted.  ”Why didn’t you call me when you got back?” He didn’t even seem fazed by your reproach. He just asked blankly. ”Why didn’t you call me at all when I was gone?”  You had an answer. You didn’t want to hold him back. You saw the reports, you heard about Rick getting engaged and all, and you figured, maybe Cliff deserved to be free. After all, what you had together had never quite been defined as anything other than fun.  You loved him, and he loved you, but sometimes that just didn’t seem like enough. But you couldn’t tell him that. Not without breaking his heart.  So you walked out on him, leaving  But, you did everyone a favor, and took over for a while, and agreed to drive Rick around. Actually, Rick called you, wasted, in the middle of the night, asking if you could give him a lift to work.  So a week later, Rick was waiting at his front door. The ‘incident’ kind of jumpstarted his career again...which also jumpstarted Cliff's (once he was back on his feet). After that night, he became friends with his neighbors, who helped him get more casting calls, and a role in a whole new series. It was the first time you saw Rick since he was at the track. Rick, as Cliff's best friend, had an obligation to try and help him out. He also hated seeing you two that way. 

So he talked to you. "Y/n?" "Yeah?" You sighed as you pulled out of the driveway. "Why do you push Cliff away?" "Drop it." He shook his head, "I'm j-just tryna help y'yknow. I-I love both of ya, you know t-that." You sighed, and looked back to the road as you let go of the break, and drove down the hill slowly, "Yeah I know." "So then talk to me." "Talk, huh?" You stepped on the acceleration, and he clung to his seatbelt, "JESUS FUCKEN CHRIST Y/N WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU-" "Guys are scared of this." You put your palm on the dashboard of your car, as you slowed the car down, just in time for the stop sign at the bottom of the hill. "And girls?" You looked at him, waiting for him to react, but he didn't. He looked at you, both absolutely fucking terrified from that rush, and also wide with understanding. "Yeah? What about girls?" He looked back ahead, pressing his hand against  his pouding chest as he tried to pull himself together as his life flashed before his eyes.  "Well, when you love something you let it go, right? I can't be around as much as any of them needed me cause of this...everybody needs something from me that I can't give." You looked back ahead, and started driving. "Hey." "Yeah?" "Look at me." "I'm driving.” You muttered,  “One of us has to." "Y/n. You can trust me." He smiled, even though you couldn’t see it. You nodded, but never looked at him. "Sometimes I think I was meant to be alone.... that's the price of freedom, isn't it? Loneliness?" "Hey, come on now. N-no one's meant t-to be alone. That a-aint freedom either. T-tying yourself to that k-kinda thinkin'. It's ok t-to be lonely. Hell...everyone is at s-some point."

"Yeah." "You got f-family, don't'cha?" You sighed, and nodded slowly. He waited. “That's part of the reason I left, Rick. My parents, they had each other. My kid sister? Hell she got married a year or two ago.” You shook your head. You didn’t even bother to show up to the wedding.  You had a big race that day anyway...  “Me? Never had anyone to call my own, and never will. Not there. Y'know it's lonelier that way. When you're surrounded by the people you love, and still feel alone. That's so much worse. So I left... Never had anyone wherever I went, Rick. I was just there. I'm a fucking wanderer." "You've b-been in Tinseltown for a while for a wanderer."  You could hear the smile in his voice. But you shook your head, "Yeah. Maybe it's time for a change." He humored you, "Yeah? Where to? Back to the middle of nowhere? Maybe all the way to New York? Y'know they got rats over there. B-big ones." You smiled a little, and that put him at ease. He slumped back in the seat, which he hadn't done since you sped down the hill. He looked at you, "Or maybe it's time to settle somewhere. Got a n-nice apartment. Ya got a sponsor wh-while we w-were gone, ain't that right?" "Yeah..." "And you got friends on the track, and at the bar, and you got me. And you and Francesca are getting along well." You were waiting for it. The piece de resistance. "And you got Cliff..." It hit harder than it should have, because you knew it was true, and you knew he was going to say it. 

You slowed down on Sunset Boulevard, and pulled into the parking lot. 

Rick got out of the car, and closed the door. "And y-y'know Cliff's not scared. H-he's not like that... H-hell, he a-ain't scared of much, except losin' you." You nodded, but still looked straight ahead. East. You had a choice... You could drive, and not look back, like you did before.  "You c-can't want something, and be s-scared of it at the-the same time, y/n. That's not living." You looked at Rick for a moment, then asked, "Six o'clock?" He nodded, with a smile. 

That was your way of telling him you were staying, and he knew it.  "Six o'clock," he smiled as he stepped away from the car, and watched you drive away. ***************************************

You were working on the engine. You had a race coming up, and you had a lot on the line. "Changing the spark plugs?" "Can't have any of 'em misfiring." You heard him struggling a bit as he got closer, and stood on the other side of the hood, "Need help?"

"You should be at the hospital, you'll hurt yourself." He shrugged, "Some t higns hurt more than otehrs." You played dumb, "Then go inside and lie down."

He knew you better than that. He leaned against the car, "Y/n." You looked up at him. "What?" "I can help." You cocked your head to the side, the sun beating down on you. You wiped some sweat away, and nodded, "Alright." You handed him a wrench and he sighed, "That's not what I meant." "Then what did you mean?" "I can help." You sighed, and sat on the concrete, leaning against the car. "Forget it, Cliff. Forget everything. Forget about the bar. Forget about the track. Forget about m-" "Don't ask me to forget about you. You know I can't do that. Not anymore." "You're making this harder than it needs to be." "You know you dont want this to end." You nodded, "Ok. And what do you want?" "I want to know why you always push me away." You didn't answer.... Because you didn't have one anymore. Because he was back from Italy, and looking for you, and for answers. He sighed. He knew you were young, you had your whole life ahead of you. He was a washed up war veteran. You had fun together, but maybe that really was it. But he needed to hear it from you. "Look, if you don't want me around anymore, just say so, and it's over." You took a beat longer to answer than he would've wished. So he nodded, and turned to leave, but you shook your head, "No, stay...please." And that was all he ever had to hear.

So he sat with you, leaning against the car too. So you talked, like you did  a year before. This time, you talked about the things that mattered. Your heart, and his. Your dreams, and his. Your life together. Your fears. And his heart broke, because the last thing he ever wanted was for you to be lonely.  "Especially while I'm around." he nudged you, and playfully lowered his shades. You laughed and rolled your eyes. "Come on, darlin'. You can tell me." You sighed, and explained. He'd been married before, and you...well, "I don't know what I'm doing. I never do. I guess I was scared I'd do things wrnog. It always seems to be my fault. And you always know what you're going, where you're going. I don't." He sighed, and slipped his hand around yours. "Fancy way of callin' me old." You smiled, and rolled your eyes, "That's not what I meant." He laughed and shrugged, "Well,  you're right. You ain't my first love, but you're the right one for me." He winked at you, and you smiled, seeing through the wink, and into the painful sincerity in his deep blue eyes. From that moment on, nothing else mattered. And for a moment, you felt regret. You lost a year of love to your own fear, and you almost lost Cliff. You told yourself that didn't matter anymore. That was in the past. So you had all the time in the world to spend together... And he helped you finish up the car, until the sun went down. Then you went to the same old, run down dive bar, and sat at your regular bar stools, at the familiar counter, with your usual drinks: A Moscow Mule, and a Blood Mary. Drinks in one hand, and each other's hands in the other. It was simple, but it was the dream. And as you looked at Cliff's smile, you knew you wouldn't have it any other way. And as he listened to your laugh, and your voice, he knew he was right. You were defintiely the one for him. After all, you pumped up each other's adrenaline more than any stunt, or any race ever could.

[vanilla-tetsu-chan]

I didn’t want to break up i don’t know what came over me this isn’t what i...i don’t know, what’s wrnog with me?. Stupid...stupid, stupid...

[lonelinessisadisease]

Okay high-key I'm freaking out my face doesn't look like mine anymore it doesn't feel like mine either

Legit have never had a part of me that didn't feel like it was mine by this Does Not Belong Here I hate it get it out

I'm an identical twin I fucking KNOW what my face looks like and it??? Is not this.

High-key having an episiode this isn't okay I'd like my face back plseae.

My muscles don't quite work that way what the Hell this isn't right something's wrnog

thisisnt right

give it back pelae

I AM SEVENTEEN

SEVENTEEN YEARS OLD

I HAVE SPENT SEVENTEEN YEARS OF MY SEVENTEEN YEAR LIFE NOT KNOWING HOW TO SMILE RIGHT

MOTHERFUCKER

AND IT TOOK ME FIVE BITCH ASS SECONDS IN FRONT OF THE BATHROOM MIRROR TO FIGURE THAT SHIT OUT

I LOOK LIKE AN ENTIRELY DIFFERENT PERSON OH MY GOD

[officialpda]

alot of ;;people are mad ..for what i did and tat’s o..k. i don’t blame anyo.n;e fzor being angry at me .  i just want to s.ay s,o sorrzy, im; just .n,,ot l,oo  king for fo  rgiveness or ainother chance,, i justwante   dto s..ay so sorry beca  use i feEl, real,l,,y  reall ybad about everyt..huin that ahs happened and im just so sory for my a.ctioons and m..y b.ad beh a,viour. ii unnder..stan  d. ,,,that  i didd a lot of stup,,id sstufff, a..nd i f,,eel re;;ally bda for ,it. the one thin  g that everyone s.hould un;;d..erstand is .that i’m the one a ffault, i’m th..e one whh,,o messed pu in,, the rel  ations.hip.. and i amp ..re  all;y so sorry for it..

im jus  st reall;y, so so,rr;;y i.. d,idn’t intend harm on purpose. i w,asn’,t uawar,,e of my emotions at t,he tim juste.   an  d  i genuinely ddo feel bad ,and im just trying my be,,st to; work ,hard on ,,being;; a better, ,,person, an d;;im jusst really so sorry for being abucsiv (i never knew what i w..as doinng was wwrong;,   as no one had told me during the. tim juste, i was really young ..and i didn’t; k,,Now waht was  righ..t or wrnog, no o;ne ever, ,,toldd me ;;at all.) i’m so sorry fo;r my bad;; behavio;;r, dealing with my men,ta  lhealth is ab strug gle and, ssometi;m juste,,s it cna get;; out. of h  and bu,,t i’m  not. maki ng myself  th,e,, Victim just, im just just trying  to expl,,ain thate most of the dramma has ,to do wi..th;; m;;ew showingn , egative  gu,il.t trpipy emoti..ons. i  am  no;;t aware.. of my actions during a ba;d break..Downn or m;ental state, and im just not aware of tteh other perso..n’s feeling;s ,,hwen i eel   bad,. ;so i, get se lfish. and im just so sorry,

but.. no .wi realize my w rongs na i admit i was awfuul but,, i am real.ly  ;so sorrY for causing, trouble and making mistakes i s  holudn’t have done, i regret;; them  ve ry de;;eply and i kno;; wt..hey were stupid. i reaall,y  re,ally didnt mean toh urt anoyn,,e. i know i cant fixb it, but ii can still t;;ry to apologiz,e. i know not to m;;ake thhe same ,,mistakes,, fromm previous yyears ago aS information inn thIs rama, is very ol,d and `some iS fairly recen;t, but that’s no  excusee a,nd. i understand ww  h,,y pepole; are mad at me for ,,pas;;t mista..ke;;s.

im [just tryin to work hard oo,,n m  y  mentallillness .so i two;;n’t a  fmfect peole in futurre.  i wasn’i in control ,and i diddn’t mena to ,hurt. ppeople ;an d i’mm rea;;ally s;o s],orr;y fo r   it, i am working on it. ii’m trying. as i’m noot aware of ..myself when deaafling w  i;th negtive,, e,,motion;;ns,  i becom,,e very emotio,nally ddraining and,, gUilt t,rippy, thoough i d;;on..’t i;;nted,, harm on purpose.;; but im just s.o.. sorry.. ,,i won’t do it again,.

[s3r4n]

me playing the part where mae is at the party with her friends in the woods

~CAN WE NOT TALK TO THE EX~

NO

THIS CAN ONLY GO HORRIBLY WRNOG

MAE

YES BEER HAVE ANOTHER ONE, ANYTHING BUT TALKING TO THE EX

wait we stILL HAVE TO TALK TO HIM????

MAAAE

MAE NO

WHAT ARE YO UDOING  MAEEE

[wholesome-australian]

I watched Your Name and I really wanted to cry afterwards but I couldn’t sigh

[calumcest]

i hate squashies whats wrnog with you why would you ever combine raspberry and milk

you are literally committing crimes with this opinion how in fuck can you not like squashies i know i asked for opinions but i dont want this one. are you trying to tell me you dont like drumsticks?? you dont eat the milk bottles out of the supermixes first?? 

[valthornes]

ø ??

Send “ø” for a late night text.

[Text]: You know, I’m completely convinced now that aliens are real. [Text]: And no, I wasn’t just watching X-Files or War of the Worlds.[Text]: But I totally know what the apocalypse and end of the world is going to be.

Send “⁇” for a drunk text.

[Text]: Send nudes.[Text]: *help[Text]: A cab.*[Text]: Sonbody broke myheel and i walled 3 blocks in the wrnog direction.[Text]: K u could anwser me. K wahts the worse that could happen.