#<- really pissed me off not to mention they are a mod and they could’ve told me in DMs privately but no! they chose to kick me out of vc

[boinky-spoinky]

The number 1# thing I hate about self ship is that there’s a specific person who once kicked me out of VC all because I said I once made matching bracelets with Shadow (for fun) and the person kicked me out of the VC just to say they are uncomfortable with me talking about him 💀

Like dude, he’s a fictional character, if your uncomfortable by me talking about him you could’ve told me yourself instead of letting your “knights” talk to me about it, Jesus Christ you fucking dumb

Mind you I’m talking about somebody on self ship discord server who were “uncomfortable” by me

[imagineclaireandjamie]

Mod Lenny, I keep re-reading part 4 of The High Road and the Low Road hopeful for part 5. Is it coming soon? Thanks for writing!

The High Road and the Low Road - Part Five

After learning the truth from Claire, a furious Brianna runs to Craig na Dun to prove her mother’s crazy only to fall through the stones herself.

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four

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Young Ian looked smug about something. Jamie knew that was rarely a good sign. Having sufficiently scolded his nephew – who hadn’t even bothered to lie or twist the truth about having absconded from Lallybroch without his parents’ knowledge – Jamit turned his attention to the lass Young Ian had brought with him. 

She looked petrified, poor thing. Who was she and what had Young Ian told her as he brought her here? Why had he brought her here? No doubt part of her open-mouthed fear had to do with the yelling Jamie had just done in front of her. 

“Apologies, lass,” Jamie said, bowing his head in her direction. “I ought not to have carried on so in front of ye. I’m Alexander malcolm and–”

“I already told her that’s no yer name, Uncle,” Young Ian confessed. 

“Iffrin,” Jamie muttered under his breath. 

The lass continued to watch him carefully. I unnerved him, her gaze. There was something familiar about her… He must know some of her people – her father or a sibling perhaps.

“Ian says yer name is Brianna?” The name felt awkward in his mouth.

“Brianna,” she confirmed but with a different emphasis, a different accent. Her voice was quiet and unsteady. 

“I met her on the road from Lallybroch,” Young Ian explained. “She was lost and I told her I’d help her find her way to Inverness on my way back. I told her ye’d be fine wi’ her stayin’ wi’ us as I couldna leave her to fend for herself.”

Jamie kept his face controlled, motionless as he fought the urge to wring his nephew’s neck. His rented rooms were small and cramped and he felt no guilt making Young Ian sleep on the floor when he ran away like this – just part of his punishment really. But he couldn’t let the lass sleep so rough. What had possessed the lad to make such an offer?

“Ye’re lost then?” Jamie asked, turning to Brianna, hoping her plight would help to calm and refocus him.

But she only nodded, still too nervous or frightened to speak.

“Well, Ian’s right – I’ll no turn ye away do ye need a safe place, but it’s no the lap of luxury.” 

All he got was another nod.

Jamie sighed and reached past the shrinking girl to take Young Ian by the shoulder and pull him toward the back of the shop. “A word,” he demanded. 

“Where did ys find the lass?” he asked under his breath, his eyes drifting to watch her as she relaxed a little and began to look around the shop.

“It was near the fairy hill,” Young Ian explained quietly. “Craig na Dun.”

A chill went up Jamie’s spine at the mention of that dreaded place. Perhaps the lass – like Claire – had been ripped from all that she knew and was truly lost the way Young Ian said… Had she confided in his nephew? Would she need more help than the lad kent to offer?

“And ye say she’s on her way back to Inverness?” Jamie raised an eyebrow at Young Ian who tried his best to look insulted.

“Tha’s where she asked to be taken,” he explained.

“And so she will be,” Jamie nodded. “Because I’m going to see here there with ye.” (With a stop at the stones if it pleased the lass.) “Then I’m takin’ ye all the way home to Lallybroch.”

Young Ian’s face fell at the prospect.

“But Da’s likely on his way to fetch me as it is and ye cannae afford to take the time away,” the lad objected. “Really, it would help you and them back home more did ye convince Da to let me stay here and work wi’ ye.”

“I’m no interested in an apprentice as doesna do as he’s told,” Jamie countered. “Stop runnin’ away, help yer mam and da for a year wi’out complaint and then we’ll see if ye’re a fair prospect for me to take on. Now, we’ll leave tomorrow if I can manage the arrangements this afternoon. Day after if it takes longer to settle. And whatever this costs me in business, ye’ll be makin’ up to me should I desire to hire ye in future.” Jamie pointed a finger at an increasingly dejected Young Ian before turning to the lass to tell her the plan. 

She was standing Looking over the copy of Pamela from the shelf of popular titles he stocked for patrons to examine. And she was. There was an amazement and reverence to how she held the book, a care to how she turned the pages, a curiosity as she ran her finger over the seams and spine.

“Ye can read then, lass,” he said, unintentionally startling her. 

The book fell to the counter as she pressed a hand to her chest and muttered, “Jesus H. Roosevelt Christ.”

Jamie had been reaching for the book as he saw it falling but was lucky to grab the counter and brace himself as he felt the world shift beneath his feet.

“Uncle Jamie?!” Young Ian cried, dashing over to the man’s side. “Are ye alright?” He looked to Brianna, confused.

But her full attention was on Jamie and she looked frozen and maybe a little terrified.

Jamie brushed off Young Ian’s hand as he got his feet back under him, his own gaze fixed on Brianna, looking her over more closely. The familiarity he’d felt before… how had he misplaced it? She looked like the portrait of his mother still gracing the walls of Lallybroch. He’d always found something irresistible about the way Claire carried herself – not the self-assured confidence of a vain and beautiful woman used to being flattered (though Claire had certainly been the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen), but the confident bearing of a woman who knew and was sure of herself.

Despite the uncertainty and hesitation in her eyes, Brianna stood taller, rising to meet and hold his confused and hungry attention. It was something he’d seen Claire do a hundred times.

“Ye ken who I am?” Jamie croaked, then swallowed hard against the swelling in his throat. His hands felt clammy and shook as he tried to wipe them surreptitiously on his breeks. “Are… are you who I think you are?” he whispered.

“Are you Jamie Fraser?” Brianna asked, her eyes darting briefly – accusingly – to Young Ian. “Your nephew never did tell me your real name.”

“I am,” Jamie nodded. “And ye’re my… Claire – she… she told ye then? She sent ye?”

“She told me,” Brianna confirmed quietly. “She also told me you were dead.”

“Then she is yer daughter,” Young Ian piped up, victory rising in his voice. “I kent ye must be, soon as ye said yer mam’s name was Claire and that she was English. Ye’re the spit of Uncle Jamie and everyone at Lallybroch kens the stories–”

“Ian,” Jamie interrupted sharply. “Go see to the back.”

“See to what in the back?”

“Just go.”

“Ah… right. I’ll leave ye two to get acquainted,” Young Ian rambled, color rising in his cheeks and a smug expression blooming on his face. He disappeared from the room, though, and Jamie finally looked away from Brianna long enough to move to the front door and lock it against further disruption. 

“Is Claire… How is she?” Jamie asked, still too unsure what to make of the grown daughter standing before him. 

“Well, she’s probably worried and pissed at me,” Brianna said with a wary sigh. “My trip here wasn’t exactly planned – I mean, not just to Edinburgh but to seventeen-whatever year this is.”

“1766,” Jamie informed her. “It’s been twenty years since I bid yer mother farewell… I’ve thought of her – of both of ye – and prayed for ye every day since then.”

His voice was quiet and sad, broken and earnest. It tugged at Brianna’s chest in an unexpected way. She’d heard that sorrowful longing before. 

It had been in her mother’s voice when she’d told Brianna about Jamie – about losing him. 

She took a step closer to him and reached out to rest her hand on his arm. He stilled beneath her touch like an animal spooked and debating whether to flee or play dead. The thought helped put her own trepidation into perspective. He was just as intimidated by her as she was by him – perhaps more.

Brianna reached for what they had in common and found further comfort in speaking about her mother. 

“I’m pretty sure she thought about you and prayed for you a lot too,” she told him. “I didn’t know about you for a long time growing up, but since she told me… there are a lot of things about her and about her and Daddy that make more sense now.”

“Frank,” Jamie replied with a tamed disgust that gave Brianna pause. “Did he treat ye well? Both of ye?”

“Always,” she said confidently before flashes of doubt flickered in her now-untrusted memory. “At least… I know he loved me and never treated me… I don’t even know. I never doubted him or questioned that he – and I always though he and Mama were happy. Now… now I wish I’d listened to her more when she was telling me the whole story and that I hadn’t – well, let’s just say I could’ve handled the news about you better.” She flushed, remembering her behavior.

For the first time the air of sorrow and longing lifted and she noticed curiosity creep into Jamie’s face.

“Aye, I can imagine it must’ve come as a shock to ye,” he assured her, his tone slightly cautious. “I didna ken what to make of it myself when she first told me the truth of where she was from. Didna matter much to me either – I was already too far gone for her. But she didna seem to care o’er much for my askin’ her was she a witch.”

Brianna stifled a laugh as the mental image of her mother first as the Wicked Witch of the West popped into her head before it transformed into Claire as Glinda floating in her giant bubble. Traveling by bubble was far more appealing than the thought of touching those stones again.

“I may have called her a few colorful things,” Brianna confessed. “I don’t think ‘witch’ was one of them, though. No, I was thinking more about the poker I hurled through the window,” she added in a quieter voice.

His eyebrows shot up in surprise and then she laughed. The surprise faded to an amused and prideful smile.

“Well… that might be a bit of the Fraser temper,” Jamie told her with a knowing nod, then leaned conspiratorially forward. “Though yer mam did throw a bit of crockery now and again – usually at my head.”

It was Brianna’s turn to mirror his surprised and impressed expression. This time they both laughed, drawing Young Ian from the back room.

“Ye’re no laughin’ at me, are ye?”

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Ian had secured them lodgings for the night. They would reach Edinburgh the next day by his reckoning and he assured Claire that it was highly likely that Brianna and Young Ian had already reached the safety of Jamie and the printshop.

“Ye’ve heard it from at least three folks as have seen them making their way,” he reminded her as they ate from a tray in their meagre room. She would (reluctantly) take the bed while Ian and Roger made do on the floor with the pillows and blankets she insisted they take from the bed. 

“Aye, Claire,” Roger chimed in, “she’s no alone and that’s the key thing. She’s safe and we’ll find her.”

“I don’t doubt that,” she asserted, though with less conviction than she hoped to convey. “It’s just… if I’d known he was alive and that they’d be meeting one another… It’s not how I would’ve wanted them to meet is all. For them to be blindsided by it–”

“I doubt Ian managed to keep it secret from her, did he truly ken who she was,” Ian speculated. “He’s the Mackenzie knack for plotting mischief, but no the knack for carrying it out well. More like to muck it up, that one,” he finished with a laugh. 

He rose to carry away the empty tray over Claire and Roger’s objections. 

Left alone, Roger still kept his voice low as he asked Claire, “Have ye thought what ye mean to say to Jamie when ye see him? What it means now ye ken he’s alive?”

Claire face told him what he already suspected – she’d been thinking of little else.

“Ye said it gets worse each time ye try to pass through the stones, aye? And ye werena sure ye’d even survive a trip back… Maybe… maybe it’s because yer place is here with Jamie,” he suggested.

“And where would that leave Brianna?” Claire challenged. “She’s still not over losing Frank and everything she’s ever known has just been pulled out from under her. What kind of mother would I be if I abandoned her now too?”

“Maybe ye won’t have to choose,” Roger replied, hope and resignation warring within him. “Maybe she’ll want to say.”

“I doubt that very much.”

Roger looked at Claire until he caught her attention completely.

“She didna just pass through the stones and run straight back,” he reminded her. “Brianna chose to come to Edinburgh. And she’ll have met a father she didna ken she had. You didna think to stay until ye met Jamie. She might surprise ye.”

“I’ve lived longer with both Brianna and the pull of life on either side of those stones,” Claire pointed out. 

“And? What do ye think will come of it?”

“Heartbreak. Maybe not at first, but eventually. And the bit before the heartbreak has to be enough to help you survive it all.”

“Well,” Roger nodded and smiled. “I’ve heard ye tell plenty of yer time here before ye went back, so I think it’s a safe bet to say it will be.”

[the-peak-of-despair]

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu x Blackend!Reader

I NO LONGER HAVE ACCESS TO THE ORIGINAL ASK!

anon asked:  Hello! I really like your guys page! I was wondering if I could get some HC’s for a Fuyuhiko x reader? Say they are in a trial and they find out his S/O is the culprit? Angst angst angst? If not that’s fine but it’d make my day if you guys did it thank you

Boy howdy I do sure love me some angst, I loved this request ALOT so I wrote a full oneshot! Have fun crying! -Mod Akane

There wasn’t any denying it. 

You had killed Hiyoko Saionji.

Of course, you’d never planned to kill Hiyoko! Sure, she was kinda mean.. but you never wanted to kill anyone. But after Peko’s trial, she was saying all these mean things about Peko, and Fuyuhiko, and it just kept building up…

and you killed her. 

You were just listening to her ramble to herself about how horrible Fuyuhiko was and that Peko was useless, and you couldn’t stop yourself from just… picking up a nearby pipe and bashing her head in. 

You panicked, obviously, when you realized what you had done. You automatically threw the pipe into the ocean and picked up her body, deciding to set her back down in her cottage under the veil of night, using the key she stashed in her kimono.

It was another two days before anyone realized.. And then the trial had begun. 

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Fuyuhiko couldn’t entirely wrap his head around this case. It was borderline insane, Hiyoko had been dead for three whole days before anyone found her. He didn’t like the girl too much, but still, that was awful. He looked up at (Y/N), who had been twiddling her thumbs silently basically the entire trial.

That struck Fuyuhiko as odd. Usually she did her best to contribute whenever she could during the trial. She didn’t wanna die as much as everyone else. Yet still… silent as ever. 

“Hiyoko had her key on her, right? Could the killer have just taken the key out of her pocket to set her in her cottage?” Kazuichi suggests. Hajime hums in response as (Y/N)’s eyes dart over to Kazuichi. 

“That’s most certainly a possibility..” Hajime mutters. “But why do all that?”

“Maybe it was so we wouldn’t look where they actually committed the crime.” Fuyuhiko suggests casually. There wasn’t really much else to guess…

“Actually..” Kazuichi starts, scratching the back of his neck and looking away from the rest of the group, “I might know where it took place…”

“Please tell us immediately!” Sonia pipes in, leaning against her podium with her hands, as if she was leaning herself towards Kazuichi.  

“Y-Yes, Miss Sonia!” Kazuichi seems startled as he begins blushing. “Well, a day or two ago I was in Electric Avenue, on the third island.. And I saw a bloodstain, just in the middle of the ground. Nothing else was around, so I just assumed someone got hurt or something and moved on.. But it was a lot of blood.” 

“Well, why’d you wait so long to tell us?” Akane asks.

“I-I just forgot!” 

“Regardless, if you found it only a day or two ago, by that time the killer must’ve already cleaned up any other evidence.” Nagito sighs. “What a shame, I-”

“Don’t even start.” Fuyuhiko glares at Nagito. For just one trial, it’d be nice if he shut the fuck up. 

“Ah, okay.” Nagito says, and that’s the end of that.

“But if they cleaned up the crime scene, why would they leave the bloodstain..?” Hajime asks. 

Fuyuhiko honestly didn’t have any better answer than anyone else could come up with. He was suspicious of Kazuichi, since he was generally the only person who went to Electric Ave, but that wouldn’t help much to just accuse him out of nowhere. Lives were on the line, it didn’t offer any help to jump the gun and accuse people out of the blue.

“How about we go over the case from the start and see if we find any more clues?” Chiaki suggests. 

“What good is it if we still don’t know the murder weapon?”  Akane suggests.

“M-Maybe.. The killer threw the pipe away or hid it, or something?” (Y/N) adds. “Y’know, to like, throw off the trial..” 

“A pipe..?” Sonia questions.

Her eyes widened, realizing her mistake. “W-Well, I mean, the Monokuma file says her head was bashed in, a-and if she was killed in Electric Ave. like Kazuichi s-suggested, t-then it’d probably be a p-pipe lying around there!” 

“I-It w-would match t-then w-wound on her h-head..” Mikan mutters quietly.  

“Okay, so, say the killer whacks Hiyoko in the head at Electric Ave, right?” Chiaki starts. “And when they killed her they disposed of the pipe somewhere and dragged Hiyoko home, leaving her in her cottage until we found her three days later. What motive would they have…?” 

“Maybe they didn’t mean to kill her…” (Y/N) mutters. 

“What makes you say that?” Hajime asks.

“W-Well, none of us had any grudges or anything against her, right? Maybe it was a spur of the moment thing, like last time..” She trails off and Fuyuhiko winces at the mention of the incident of the last trial.

“That could be basically anyone on the third island three days ago..” Sonia mutters.

“Wait, wouldn’t that be breaking the rules? I mean if they disposed of it somewhere on the island, it could be a violation of the rules, and..” Akane trails off.

“Nope! The blackened threw the pipe into the ocean, technically not part of the land environment on these islands!” Monokuma interrupts.

“Pipe?” Hajime asks, glancing between (Y/N) and Monokuma. There’s no way…

“Whoops, did I say that out loud?” Monokuma nervously laughs before sinking out of the conversation. Fuyuhiko locked eyes with you..

There’s no way those are the eyes of a murderer. He knew you. He loved you, he knew.. You wouldn’t do something as reckless as killing Hiyoko..

..right? 

“So it seems this trial is about to come to a close..!” Nagito mutters. Oh dear god. He turns towards (Y/N). “Well, it seems you’ve dug your own grave, (Y/N)..” 

“Hey, leave her the fuck alone!” Fuyuhiko stops him as (Y/N)’s eyes widen in fear. “There’s no way she’s the killer!”  

“Then how would she know about the pipe, Fuyuhiko?” Hajime adds. “The evidence is starting to pile against her.” 

“You don't know shit! There’s no way (Y/N) would’ve done it!” Fuyuhiko argues, slamming his hands against his podium. 

“Why don’t we ask the girl in question?” Nagito suggests, and the eyes of the surviving students all fell on (Y/N), petrified with fear.

Her podium was directly across from Fuyuhiko’s. It was almost default for him to be looking dead at her. But the fear in her eyes.. Fuyuhiko almost couldn’t look. He hated seeing her like this. If he had any less self restraint, he’d probably run to her side and hold her close. But knowing his luck, he’d bust his stomach open or something stupid in the process.

“I-I didn’t kill her..” (Y/N) stutters, the emotion and fear of being framed building up and pouring out in the form of tears and sobs that made Fuyuhiko- and most of their classmates- wince. “It wasn’t me! Y-You’ve gotta believe me! Hajime, please..! Tell them they’re wrong!” 

Hajime looks away from her. “I’m sorry, but…” 

“You’re really just gonna stand there and look away?!” Fuyuhiko yells. “For fuck’s sake, she’s crying! All your evidence is circumstantial and probability!”

“Then if she can present an alibi for the day Hiyoko was killed-” Hajime calmly argues. 

“She was with me, damnit!” Fuyuhiko lies. He lies, almost on reflex, to find anything that would get them off her trail. There was no way she was the killer.

“I mean, you could’ve worked as accomplices.. Or if you did it..” Kazuichi starts to trail off, scratching the back of his neck once again. “I-I’m just suggesting!” 

“Why in the fuck would I kill her?! I didn’t even know she was dead until we found her today, just like the rest of you assholes!” Fuyuhiko argues. “I would’ve had no reason to kill her, and I’ve never even been in Electric Ave!” 

“One of you two did it, you’re the only suspects!” Akane argues. Fuyuhiko growls under his breath, pissed off to all belief. This trial was spinning in every way it shouldn’t. He can’t help but focus on (Y/N), eyes darting to every filled podium in the room as the room dissolves into argumentative yelling. Underneath it all you can almost hear Monomi muttering about how things shouldn’t turn out like this, but it’d be hard to hear under everyone arguing. 

“There’s 12 people in this fucking court room, and you’re choosing to single out two people who have barely even been on that island!” Fuyuhiko starts yelling once more.

“You don’t have alibis, (Y/N)’s been acting strange this whole trial, and you’re the only two people with any motives!” Kazuichi shouts, making drastic gestures with his hands the whole time. 

“N-No one else has given alibis.. This is simply unfair..” (Y/N) mutters.

“She has a point. We should wait to hear all alibis first before we point fingers. Where was everyone roughly around the time Hiyoko was killed?” Hajime questions.

“I was with (Y/N)!” Fuyuhiko insists.

“I was in the company of Sonia.” Gundham states, arms crossed. 

“Nekomaru and I were in the hotel. I saw Nagito there as well as Chiaki!” Akane adds. 

“Mikan and I were at the beach!” Ibuki exclaims. 

“I was in my cottage..” Hajime states.

“Well, I was on the second island, but…” Kazuichi starts. “I saw you, Fuyuhiko.” 

“What?” Fuyuhiko freezes. He can’t let this go now, if it gets (Y/N) in deep shit.. “No the fuck you didn’t!”

“You were in the diner! And (Y/N) wasn’t with you!” Kazuichi begins to argue dramatically, waving his hands around once more. 

“You don’t have anyone to back you up! You could be lying to pin it on me, cause you’re the only one who fucking goes to Electric Ave!” Fuyuhiko yells.

“Why are you getting so defensive..?” Hajime asks.

“Because it’s fucking obvious Kazuichi did it! He’s the only here who goes there, he’s lying about his claim, and he’s twice Hiyoko’s fucking size! He wouldn’t have a damn issue bashing in her head!” 

“Mikan and I were on the second island a swell.” Ibuki throws in. “We passed Kazuichi on the way to the beach, which means..” 

“You’re covering for someone, aren’t you Fuyuhiko..?” Hajime questions. 

“No, I’m not! Kazuichi is the fucking killer, let’s just vote already and get this over with!”  Fuyuhiko yells. He’s set and believes only Kazuichi could’ve done it. It doesn’t matter if Kazuichi can call his bluff. It doesn’t matter how much contrasting evidence they have against it.

Because if he doesn’t blame Kazuichi, that only leaves (Y/N). She wasn’t a killer. She was kind, and always loving towards Fuyuhiko, and… and that type of person doesn’t just take someone else’s life. No matter who it is, no matter who deserves it.. 

A part of Fuyuhiko knew he was being irrational. Somewhere deep down, he knew she killed Hiyoko. He didn’t know why, and he didn’t care. He would die fighting for (Y/N) instead of watching her be taken away… he didn’t want a repeat of what happened with Peko. He couldn’t lose both of them. 

He wasn’t going to let (Y/N) die. 

“Come on, let’s just start the fucking voting already!” Fuyuhiko suggests with authority. He didn’t care, for just a fleeting moment, he didn’t care about his friends, as long as she would be okay. 

The courtroom spirals into loud arguments and fights again. People arguing over alibis, over who was guilty, people siding with Fuyuhiko and people against his batshit logic. 

“GUYS, STOP FIGHTING!”.  A loud voice screams over the entirety of the arguments. It falls deadly silent as everyone turns to (Y/N). “It was me, okay!? I did it! I killed Hiyoko…” You exclaim, sniffling and crying from fear.

“(Y-Y/N)-” Fuyuhiko stutters, and the events of the last trial all come flooding back. All so different.. Yet still the same outcome.

 “Why did you..?” Hajime asks, before recollecting himself. “Why didn’t you confess earlier..?” 

“I-I don’t wanna d-die..!” She starts crying, tearing Fuyuhiko apart at the seams, the last of whatever stability left being ripped away. “B-But you guys started arguing a-and.. I d-don’t want my friends t-to get hurt cause I did something s-stupid..!” (Y/N) starts wiping away her tears. Whether she minded crying or not, whether she cared about appearing weak or strong.. She couldn’t stop crying. 

“...w-why?” Fuyuhiko mutters, looking up and locking eyes with her. “W-Why!? WHY THE FUCK DID YOU KILL HER!?” 

“I DIDN’T REALIZE WHAT I WAS DOING!” (Y/N) shouts, before a loud sob leaves her as she leans against her podium. “S-She..I ran into h-her at Electric Ave a-and she was m-muttering a-all these mean things..!” A large heavy breath through a snotty nose. “A-About how P-Peko deserved t-to die after w-what she did..! And th-that you should’ve died too..! A-And I got so mad, I just p-picked up whatever was n-next to me and I hit her- a-and by the time I was done I realized and..” 

“Breathe for a second..” Nagito mutters. “You can’t explain all of this when you can barely take in air.” 

“I know that, Nagito!” She snaps up her head to look at him, before staring at the floor again. “W-When I realized what I did, I threw the pipe into the ocean right o-off the bridge.. And I-I felt bad leaving her there s-so I took her back to her cottage a-and laid her down.. So she could r-rest easy…A-and I guess I l-locked the door on my way o-out of habit…” 

All self control left Fuyuhiko as he walked away from his podium and rushed over and basically grabbed (Y/N) by the collar, holding her head up and at his own height, regardless of how tall she was. “Why..? Wh-Why..?”

“S-She was so mean to you and P-Peko and I just- I didn’t mean to k-kill her- S-She was my f-friend-”

“Yet you killed her all the same. Jeez..” Nagito sighs. “W-” “S-Stay the fuck out of this Nagito!” Fuyuhiko snaps at him, eyes watering as he came to the realization that he was losing yet another person who he loved. This wasn’t what was planned. They were going to get out, and survive, and rule the Kuzuryuu clan, and.. 

“W-What’s wrong with you..? Y-You did this a-all to just defend me! And n-now you’re gonna die because y-you-” Fuyuhiko was trying to knock sense into you, trying to get you to justify yourself. 

“I didn’t want y-you to die b-because I- because I messed up!”  (Y/N) cries, Fuyuhiko’s grasp loose enough that (Y/N) breaks through and buries herself in his chest, crying loudly. Fuyuhiko can’t even pull himself to react. He knows he should hug her, or rub circles in her back, or anything, but he can’t bring himself to. 

The unyielding despair of losing both Peko and (Y/N).. Fuyuhiko knew damn well it was only what the mastermind wanted. Yet still... despair took him in a chokehold grip and suffocated him, nearly blinding the world he knew with black spots in his vision. Everything hurt.. He didn’t know if he was capable of crying anymore than he already was. 

“Gosh, all this sappy nonsense, every trial!” Monokuma complains. “Come on, everyone, it’s voting time!” 

Fuyuhiko can’t help but stare at his classmates as they pull their levers, all putting his precious (Y/N) on the chopping block.. They all looked like monsters in his eyes. If he were a sensible man who weren’t overtaken by emotion, he would’ve understood that this is what was meant to be done. Even before he was transported to this hellish island, that was how his life worked. When you’re the Ultimate Yakuza, you can’t get attached to people.

Peko and (Y/N) always felt like an exception, but…

clearly, he was wrong.

“Corrrect!” Monokuma’s everlasting, devilish grin seems to grow even wider, rubbing salt in the wounds. “Our dear (Y/N) has murdered Hiyoko! And she almost got away with it too, phuhuhu!” 

“YOU’RE A BASTARD!” Fuyuhiko screams, as (Y/N) pulls him back by the sleeve. 

“P-Please, Fuyuhiko..” 

He snaps back around. “W-Why..? P-Please, I-I- I can’t lose you too..”

“I’m s-sorry, Fuyuhiko..” 

“I’ve prepared a very special punishment for the Ultimate (talent)!”

“P-Please! I n-need you! Y-You can’t l-leave me too-!” Fuyuhiko is crying his eyes out, harder than he’d ever imagined he’s capable of. 

“Let’s give it everything we’ve got...!” 

“I-I’m sorry, Fuyuhiko.” (Y/N) bows her head. 

“Iiiiits PUNISHMENT TIME!” Monokuma shouts between the bits of conversations between the two torn apart lovers.

(Y/N) pulls Fuyuhiko close for a final kiss, and just as Fuyuhiko kisses back.. That stupid metal chain clamped around her neck. She takes in a heavy breath in shock, and then she’s dragged  away, just as Teruteru was….

No one spoke a word as they watched (Y/N)’s execution. Her mouth was moving, as if she wanted to say something, but of course they couldn’t hear.. Was she calling out for Fuyuhiko.? 

Even as her execution ended, no one spoke as they turned and caught Fuyuhiko, crying with his face in his hands as he was on his knees on the floor. Maybe the most emotion he’d ever shown...the trauma of watching both his childhood friend and lover dragged away weighed down and cracked the man’s very soul. It would take him a much longer time to recover from this...

[heartate-aa]

OK. LAST POST. I SWEAR TO GOD LMAO. i need to stop looking at this doc bc im gonna keep. talking. but. raphael mentioning the may incident with shit out of context and just completely fucking lying about it like. bro.

and then this para referencing the post i made on my lux blog which ??? for some reason?????? pissed them off enough to spam me with 40+ messages and i only capped the last bit of it bc i actually didnt read anything past what i had bc i was so anxious that i just blocked them and closed the chat lol

this set me off and led to me leaving her with a hardline message that we could never be friends. this is because she was playing victim on twitter, saying she needed me in my dms, and saying she was happy to be rid of me publicly, while we were still friends. not to mention, her private twitter was head to toe with her gushing about someone else. my problem was that there was no way to know the truth with her. was she sorry for how she treated me, was she my victim, was she happy to be rid of me, were we going forward on good terms? i felt that it’d be easy for her to manipulate me into forgiving her for the 40th time and staying with her. i also felt that there’s no answer she could’ve gave me that would’ve given me closure.

and this as well like. you’re literally a liar. i dont remember saying that i was happy to be rid of you like ??????????? what????? i literally spent weeks gushing over like, my outlook on life and my circumstances in life getting better and you literally told me that you blocked me because “i didn’t want to hear about how good your life was” and i have screenshots of this btw but i need to edit them to censor people’s names out but that’s it but i have shown people these images and they WILL be able to back me on saying that they are unchanged from before. you are literally. a liar. and the “someone else” i was??? gushing about??????? dude like HELLO im allowed to fucking be happy that i had a friend i really clicked with and was really happy to talk to. YOU LITERALLY. DID THE SAME EXACT THING TO MY FACE ON TWITTER AND IN MY DISCORD DMS. you literally ALWAYS assume that im romantically interested in people despite me telling you NO im not.

you literally got pissed off at me because i befriended instalok and you accused me of trying to date chris. when i got modded for karasmai, you accused me of trying to date him. after you doing that, i literally distanced myself from these people because it made you unhappy. you’re so fucked up lmao. you have always monitored who i spoke to and tried to control my relationships out of your own insecurity and i ALWAYS tried to reassure you and comfort you. i have literally never had feelings for anyone else nor did i entertain that thought. even now i still for some reason have love left for you and i’m not going to be ready to move on for a long long long time, nor will i be able to trust anyone or their intentions. i’m more aroace than anything anyways and i have always told you that you were always my one exception and that’s still true. i loved you so much. i never cared about dating until you and i dont care now. i am going to pull your stupid fucking doc to shreds raphael because it’s so full of shit.

EDIT: RAPHAEL SAYING THAT I THREATENED TO USE CAPS TO DRAG THEM BEFORE “IF THEY LEFT ME” IS A BLATANT FUCKING LIE LMFAO I SWEAR TO GOD IM GONNA DIG THIS SHIT OUT OF THE FESTERING CRACKS. THIS IS SUCH A LIE.

[cynthiaandsamus]

Game Blondes Crystal Clear Nuzlocke Part 2: A Shining Chance!

“Hey I’m blonde!”

“…I’m also blonde.”

“AND WE’RE THE GAME BLONDES!!”

(Game Blondes Logo by @game-overture)

“Welcome back! So last time on Game Blondes we started our freeroam Crystal Clear Nuzlocke, our rat died in our first battle but we got a lot of other pokemon to replace it, fought a dude with a Shiny Ponyta and made our way halfway across Johto to fuck around. Now we’re gonna go check out Goldenrod since the dude with the Ponyta mentioned it and see if we can start nailing down some badges.”

“Okay so just a note about this game, seems like the trainer battles scale to your badges but the wild pokemon stay around the level they would be… considering the Hoothoot and Psyduck you caught last episode were in the early teens and you still have zero badges.” Cynthia pondered.

“So technically I could just run into a field way down the line and catch something super powerful and ram through the whole game?”

“Well theoretically, as long as you could manage to catch it and manage to live with yourself for cheesing the game that represents my life’s work and career.”

“…fine, fine. Spoilsport…” Samus huffed. “Anyway, I’m making my way down from Ecruteak to Goldenrod, getting a few levels on Danny that Gastly from this guy with four Voltorbs that can’t even touch him. Gonna see if we can find that restaurant the DOOM guy mentioned and if not I’ll see if I can get a gym badge or something. Got a few levels on everyone from all the trainers on this route and got the TM for Rollout, that’s a fun move.”

“You won’t think so later…” Cynthia snickered.

“Well we’re in Goldenrod… shit this is Whitney’s town!?”

“Yup, welcome to Rolloutville, population you.”

“Should we save this gym for last for the memes? I mean that’d be an epic final battle.”

“I’m game, anything to put off going against that crazy cow lady…” Samus grumbled as she searched the town. “Well the train’s here so I can get to Saffron and Kanto, it’d be funny if I got Sabrina for my first badge, bet it’d piss her off to get beaten by a level 10 Gastly.” She chuckled.

“I wouldn’t tease Sabrina too much, she can beat you up without touching you…”

“I’ll hold off on it for now if only because I already have a lot to explore that I’m skipping over and Saffron is ridiculously big. At least I got a bike to travel it a bit faster. Oh and an Eevee sitting on a table, lemme take that…”

“Hang on, lemme see that Eevee real quick…” Cynthia took the controls with a grin.

-10 Minutes Later-

“HOLY SHIT IT’S SHINY! How’d you do that!?” Samus gasped.

“Weren’t you paying attention to the tutorial? Shockslayer said Gift pokemon have a higher shiny rate and the game saves before you pick them up for soft resetting, so if you get a good rhymn down you can reset a lot real quick and get a shiny.”

“That is so cool! I love you Cynthia! I got a White Eevee!”

“This counts as part of your birthday present, I’m not helping you any further.”

“Fine fine.” Samus grinned, absolutely giddy with the white fluffball. “I’m gonna name you… Norman. Cause you’re Normal-type and a smart little white fluffball and we’ve been watching The Promised Neverland lately.”

“Hopefully that’s not an omen for this Nuzlocke…”

“Ah shit is this accidentally in bad taste?” Samus winced. “Well time to go Underground and explore some more of the shops and punch some of these trainers in the throat.”

“…no wonder the Pokemon League denied your application to become a trainer.”

“Well I got a coin case and it looks like this guy is blocking the path to the other hallway so I’ll leave him alone for now, I’ve been warned that some of these guys have huge teams that can wipe me out…”

“Yeah, I read there’s a level 100 Magikarp somewhere in Kanto’s early game, so be on the lookout for steamrollers…”

“Well since I got the Coin Case might as well check out the game corner…”

“Holy crap you can just buy a Master Ball if you have enough coins! And a Lucky Egg too! I definitely don’t have enough time for that but that’s really cool!”

“And you can get some pretty cool pokemon too… too bad you already have Eevee so you can’t get any more pokemon for this town…”

“That’s fine, I’m very content with my Shiny Eevee, lemme get some coins though…”

(Mun Note: Due to Standards and Practices we are not allowed to show Samus gambling in case you’re in a country that hates it)

-One Gambling Montage Later-

 “Well I doubled my coins and officially hate gambling, so  let’s go check out the Department store, I’m sure there’s some cool stuff there, only got that, the Radio Tower and the gym left so almost time to be on our way.”

“Yay! Shopping spree!”

“Oh sweet, here’s the Tradeback NPC, he can evolve my guys, I’ll have to keep that in mind when I get an Upgrade for Porygon.”

“Well there it is, you just need more money…”

“Well I’ll save up and come back, I’ll let Polly stay as she is for now, can’t have my baby growing up too fast. We don’t even have a single badge yet.”

“Damn that’s right, we’ve just been derping around for an episode and a half…”

“Well we found a bunch of TMs at the shop here, keep those in mind, damn I really am broke…  Just gonna stock up on balls, check the radio tower and get out of here before Whitney crushes me for dawdling in her town…”

“Oh wow, an Event Move Tutor, you can learn all those weird moves they give out at events, give it a try and get your pokemon some broken moves~” Cynthia giggled.

“Well Polly learned Barrier, Norman learned Growth and Hooters learned Night Shade, so that’s all cool.” Samus grinned. “Got me some custom pokemon~ Making my way up the tower got a point for the Password radio game thing,  got a Sunny Day TM and a Pink Bow, that’s perfect for Polly, now she can feel even more like a girl and power up her Normal-type moves.”

“Your Trans Porygon is really cute.”

“Give the Amulet Coin Polly was holding to Norman now and at the top of the tower is this CHAOS guy who says he’s the new director of the station and wants to battle… here goes nothing I guess.”

“He… just has a level four Delibird… that’s not very intimidating for a custom trainer for this mod.”

“You have literally no badges and have been picking up pokemon left and right, feel like you’re a bit OP for this early in the game…” Cynthia sighed.

“Well he has a Cleffa too and I got some good money from it, guess that was worth it.  And I got a Nugget, so guess that was just a money pitstop. Well that’s it for Goldenrod, couldn’t find the restaurant but time to go to the next route and catch a new pokemon…”

-A bunch of pokemon Samus has already caught later-

“Oh wow a Ditto! And right next to the Daycare too! Guess I know what this guy was there for…” Cynthia chuckled.

“FUCK it took like all my balls but I got it… why did I want this thing again?”

“Breeding?”

“Breeding!? This is a children’s game I’m not gonna make my monsters have sex, what kind of sick fucks are you trainers?”

“Well you have it now so that’s good.”

“I’ll name it “Brothel” …for obvious reasons. I really need to get some badges so these trainers stop having level like six pokemon.”

“Then pick a gym already.”

“Fine, next town we go to I’ll fight the gym there. Just getting through this forest and catching this Oddish (nicknamed Oddball).  Got the Headbutt TM so I can punch trees like this is Minecraft.”

“Ahhh a Dark Souls reference last time and Minecraft now, soon we’ll be a regular mainstream Let’s Play streamer.”

“Awww man, Bulbasaur pops up here! We could’ve caught the mun if they showed up first!”

(Sad Bulbamun noises)

“This girl says Kurt knows about the Forest Guardian, so better head into town to see what that’s about… oh neat, I don’t have to wait to get Apricorn balls, this guy in Kurt’s house sells them for money.”

“And Kurt passed you off onto Professor Oak about the Forest Guardian thing… sounds like a fetch quest to me…” Cynthia sighed.

“Might as well squash some bugs for my first gym, I mean Bugs seem like a fitting start to me.”

“I mean Bug-types aren’t the most powerful but Bugsy does the best with what he can…”

“Alright Hooters, you’re a bird, you’re in charge of the bug squishing duty.”

“Well he’s got a Scyther at least, that’s cool, but he’s still no match for Hooters!”

“Wow that was quick, you and your boob-themed owl are unstoppable.”

“Well he did poison Hooters and get her down a bit, so if I’m not careful she could faint on the way back to the gym, but I did get my first badge so hopefully stuff gets more challenging from here~ One badge down, seven to go.”

“Fifteen.”

“…what?”

“Crystal Clear has both Kanto and Johto gyms in it, there are sixteen badges, you have fifteen left.”

“…well shit, I better get cracking…”

“Looks like you got a call from the Pokemon League too, they say if you’re in Johto to visit Sprout Tower to get something cool, a “FLASHy” reward… subtle and to go pay your respects in Ilex Forest, that’s probably to do with the sidequest we stumbled on earlier.”

“Well I’m starting to move up in the world, they gotta start recognizing me! Well might as well go down to this Slowpoke Well and catch something. Ooooh there’s breakable rocks here, I’ll teach Dudette Rock Smash and break one to see if I find something cool~

“OH FUCKLE, A SHUCKLE!”

“CRAP! I killed it, it gave me an Encore so I couldn’t get out of the loop… ugh, oh well, guess there’s no use crying over spilled Shuckle. Guess that’s all I can do in the Well without Strength for now… Might as well work my way back up to Violet Town and go to Sprout Tower like the League said, even if I don’t want to go in order, getting that reward would probably be good and get me some more pokemon along the way.”

“Well you killed that Zubat too, so no new pokemon on this route either.”

“WHY DOES EVERYTHING I TOUCH DIE!?”

“At least you caught that Whooper (named Whoop) in Union Cave.”

“Well Whoop de doo. A few battles later and I’m back in Violet City. I didn’t wanna do these gyms in order but I guess doing Flying-types second would be fine since I’m here anyway and have the pokemon for it…I need to get more badges to increase trainer levels so I’m not too OP right away.”

“Dudette, you’re in charge, kill these birds with one stone.”

“Well you’re the same level so I guess you’re not too overleveled, you just have a serious type advantage.” Cynthia sighed.

“Well took down his Pidgey but damn, wasn’t expecting Pidgeotto to have Mud Slap, Dudette’s in the red and her accuracy has gone to shit, better switch out. Do your best Poly! Alright! Two Psybeams and Pidgeotto is down~”

“Another badge and another call from the Pokemon League.”

“This time a warning about not watering wiggling trees, so you can probably get the watering can from that girl we saw in Goldenrod, plus a message about getting Cut from the Charcoal guy in Azalea Town and a note that Professor Elm is very generous so we should probably go back to him too.”

“Okay so we’re doing pretty good for this little neck of Johto, lemme make a list real quick of our goals.

1.       Go up Sprout Tower and get the reward

2.       Go back to Professor Elm and get a reward

3.       Get Cut from the Charcoal dude

4.       Squirt Trees

5.       Talk to Professor Oak about Ilex Forest shit

6.       ???

7.       Profit

“Sounds about right to me, looks like we have a lot to do… NEXT TIME ON GAME BLONDES!”

Samus’s Journey So Far:

(Color-coding the path by episode for now, may or may not continue to do this depending on if it’s a pain in the ass when it starts getting bigger)

Samus’s Current Team:

[sftswigan]

Manchester garage punks, Tinfoils, George from the band tells us about their latest single, their money raising effort for BLMUK and how a game of pool completed the band...

Alright hope you’re doing well through this shit time.

Can you tell us who Tinfoils are and where did the name come from?

TINFOILS are a mardy northern bastard garage punk band based in Manchester. There's three of us, and we've all moved here from Yorkshire.

The name came from when I was on an X Files hype. Thought it was a good name for a band, so I just got the Facebook, Twitter and Instagram pages before we'd even done a rehearsal! I think it was before we even met Will. I just thought it was a good name, the other two agreed and we ran with it.

Sounds like you had confidence in this band early on then. How did you find Will and what has he brought to the band?

I don't know if I had loads of confidence in the band before we started really, I just thought the name was cool! We didn't really take it very seriously for a long time, took us about 6 months to bother looking for a gig. Was just an excuse to meet and get pissed up at first.

Me and Alex had known each other for a while, and went to a pub in Fallowfield. We were having a game of pool, when two blokes came up and asked if they could play doubles because no other tables were free. We agreed, and one of them turned out to be Will. After that they invited us to some flat party, and at about 6 in the morning on some unknown persons kitchen worktop he mentioned he played bass. We met up a couple of days later and the rest is history.

He's an amazing bassist, and his love for funk has a massive impact on every song I write. Tunes always come out sounding better once I show them to Will and Alex.

Love the bass lines in your songs, The Abyss, especially. Could’ve been a different story if you and Alex decided that was your last game of pool and just handed it to Will and his mate!

Like The Blinders, you also (and I think one or two others have followed suit) made the journey from Doncaster to Manchester. How much of a difference has that made to you and the band?

Definitely! All credit for that goes to our mate Breezy to be fair, he was the one who suggested doubles. He drops it in to conversation every time he's trying to convince us to come out.

Yeah I moved from Doncaster about 5 years ago, I do love it to bits but I wouldn't have been able to do half the stuff I wanted to if I'd stayed. Wouldn't have met Alex and Will, and probably wouldn't have ended up starting a band. There are some decent bands in Doncaster but a lot of it was indie stuff at the time, which I do like but not something I was interested in doing. The music scene in Manchester is amazing at the moment, there's so much music and it's all really different and interesting. Best place for music in the country at the moment I reckon.

Manchester is definitely a great place for music but I think the UK in general has a really good music scene at the moment with loads of good bands about! Though places like Manchester have some unreal venues and bands love playing there.

I wanna talk about your latest single ‘Spitting’ which was released during lockdown. Absolutely love that track! You went to Magic Garden to record it. What did recording it there bring to the song?

Cheers mate, we're really happy with it. I think it added a lot going to Magic Garden, Gavin's brilliant. First of all, it's just way higher quality than anything else we've put out, and I think it manages to sound a lot like we do live. Gavin also suggested we add some vocals in to middle 8 bit, which was originally just instrumental. I quickly wrote something down on a bit of scrap paper in a few minutes, and recorded it in one take, and that's the take in the final song. It's the whole "lap me up I'm stagnant water" bit. We'll hopefully get some more tunes recorded soon, would love another trip to the garden. The music video for the song is just clips of our time at the studio mixed in with some live clips, had a really good time there.

I hear quite a few bands speak highly of him and his influence on their time in his studio. He does seem to get great results.

You recently released some songs on bandcamp that were live demos if I remember correctly. Are they going onto Spotify at any point and also will you be recording any of these? Peeping Tom is probably one of my favourites of yours.

Yeah they're a load of demos we did at Dead Basic Studios last year, we thought it was a shame to have them just lying about. We decided to put them out and donate all the money from Bandcamp Day to BLMUK, every little helps doesn't it. They won't be going on Spotify, but I reckon we'll probably record a couple of them properly one day. Peeping Tom's a bit of a favourite, would love to get that recorded in a studio but there's a million tempo changes so I think it'd probably be tricky to nail down. Its one of my favourites to play live, especially when we're headlining and get the chance for a self-indulgent 10 minute jam with a big sing-a-long. The demos will stay on Bandcamp for the foreseeable, but I think we'll probably take them off at some point.

A great cause, did you manage to raise much? Some really good tracks on there would love to here them recorded like you say.

So what are the bands plans once lockdown is relaxed to a point bands and musicians to get out there and do proper stuff without fear again?

Yeah we raised about £60-70 I think? It was only for the day, when Bandcamp waived their fees. Props to Lewis from Dead Basic for recording and mixing them all.

First things first we need to get in for a rehearsal! I've written a load of new songs which I'm looking forward to working out, I think it'll be a lot of new tunes in the set list when we're back gigging. Hopefully reschedule our tour that had to be postponed, play some tunes, get some recording done, and go out and see some bands! Just got to hope it's not too far off.

That’s awesome! Excited about the new tunes and future recordings...and gigs again obviously.

Hopefully you can squeeze a rearranged gig for us on the tour!

You mentioned how highly you rate the Manchester scene. Which bands should people go and see once bands get to gig again?

There's a tonne of bands to go and see, to name a few: Loose Articles, Blanketman, The Early Mornings, Swine, Springfield Elementary, Giant Boys, The Red Stains, Cold Water Swimmers, and loads of others. There's a lot of different styles about but I do feel like there's a sort of coherent feeling between all the bands around here at the minute. It got to the point just before pandemic where no matter which venue or what day, if you turned up you'd probably see something amazing. Fingers crossed it all survives the lockdown!

There’s some good bands there, really like Springfield Elementary and Swine what I’ve heard of them and also Red Stains. I need to check the others out but we’re very lucky to have so many good bands about and more people these days that are very much into new music!

We’re gonna end the interview with some quick fun questions...

Favourite album/EP of this year?

I'm gonna go with either Zero Dollar Bill by Do Nothing, or The Non-Stop EP by Buzzard Buzzard Buzzard. Can't pick between them!

Also really looking forward to Fontaines DCs new album, and Idles, and The Blinders.

If Tinfoils could tour with any band alive or dead who would it be?

Would love to go on tour with Fontaines DC, Idles or Sleaford Mods. If I had to pick between them, at the moment probably Fontaines. Loving their last few singles, and Dogrel was banging.

Ah wait, Thee Oh Sees! Maybe Oh Sees actually. Any of the above would allow me to die happy.

Is there a song that at least one member isn’t keen on in the set but are outnumbered?

I don't really like The Royal Baby Machine that much, but the other two do.

Chinese food or Indian?

Indian

Lager or Real ale?

Ale, but more of a standard bitter to be honest. Not West Coast passionfruit and jasmine infused with lemongrass IPA stuff, it's rank and I don't get it. Give me a pint of John Smiths over that wank any day.

Festival you’d love to play?

Wouldn't turn down Glasto!

Last one...

Best live band you’ve seen?

Best live band I've seen is probably Idles.

Alex, our drummer says Cabbage at Night & Day was probably the best gig he’s been to recently

Thanks to George from Tinfoils for chatting to us! You can listen to their music on all the streaming services and go and visit their social media pages. Here is their latest effor, Spitting.

[syrups-edit-corner]

The main reason people are asking you to stay out of fandom tags is probably because the way you add blacklist tags (with the dashes on both sides) doesn’t actually work to blacklist anything. You should either just tag triggers properly (as just the word, like “yandere” or “yandere tw” or just stop posting all together. They could just block you afterwards, yeah, but real people’s comfort in the first place matters more than being able to “piss off antis with my problematic ships lol!”

I do add normal words in the tag as well as my usual trigger warning tags (a good example is how I tag both age gap ships and //age gap//). I’ve made over 200 post on the blog, maybe more combines with my other blogs, and you literally the first person to complain about this, and I’m not gonna go all back through and change the trigger warning tags. Not to mention you could literally filter the tag “proship” and voila, there you go.

You could easily filter out ship names, the age gap ships tag, and the shipcest tag if you don’t wanna see that content, I adds those tags so people can avoid content of those things, not just the TW tags, cause TW tags aren’t the only tags that can be filtered out. And again, you could literally go into “filter content” and filter out my entire fucking blog, cause that’s a thing that works cause I’ve done that before! So that’s not a good fucking excuse as to why you can’t avoid age gap ships and shipcest ships cause tags are literally right there without the slashes on both sides. Those should fucking work still in the filter option

I don’t post solely to “piss off anti’s”. I only do that when they’re being nasty to me cause it’s the only way I know how to get back at them, I don’t post solely to make people uncomfy cause it’s not my job to curate other peoples online experience. I DO care about other peoples comfort, it’s why I add the trigger tags and tag things properly. but it’s not my fault for the first, oh, idk, 200 post or so that no one told my my usually //trigger// tags didn’t work. I even tagged this way on my my old account, and no one had complain ever, this is literally the first I’m hearing about it.

I literally post solely for fun and to make people happy. I made this blog, solely because people liked my moodboards, and I had fun making moodboards, I never intended for it to blog up, I never intended to get requests daily, I intended for this to be a casual thing so I wouldn’t hopefully get overwhelmed like last time.

I can start tagging things as tw [trigger] instead if you want, but I’m not gonna go through my entire blog and change all the tw tags on the posts, plus don’t accuse me of being an asshole when I’m literally just posting and do requests solely for fun, it’s also why I tag my posts as “ask to tag”, so people can ask to tag triggers they have.

You could’ve been less passive aggressive about this by just saying “hey, your trigger tags don’t actually work, so could you maybe change them so people can blacklist content properly?”. Maybe you weren’t trying to be passive aggressive, but the tone came off as that, and thus, I’m gonna be a bit bitter

Sorry for the long rant again, but I literally just took a nap, so this wasn’t really a good thing to wake up to, and I’m already having a bad day in general, which is why I was sleeping.

Mod Kokichi (Sarv shift)

[will-you-be-my-savior]

about 08/13/18

i just realized the asks from the 13th got deleted some how. 

Anonymous asked:

Has anything interesting happened lately?

Tord: Not much. Though Tom said his “Big Project” was almost done.

Tom: Almost.

Matt: Can I see?!

Tom: Sure Princey.

Tord: OH COME ON!

I’m curious about something. Why isn’t anyone asking about tom’s “project”? I’ve mentioned it before but no one has said anything.

Anonymous asked:

Alright. Hey does anyone have any ideas about Toms project is?

Tord: Everyone knows! Except me it seems! Princey keeps giggling every time I ask too! Which is starting to piss me off!

Matt: *giggle*

Tom: Shh don’t tell him!

Matt: Right!

Tord: … I hate both of you so much right now.

Anonymous asked:

If it helps, we don’t know too much about the project either

Tom: I’d tell you if you asked.

Tord: No that does not help! I’ve been asking for almost a week and i’m still out of the loop! You ask once and already he’s willing to tell you! I just want to scream at this rate!

Anonymous asked:

Hey Matt, can you tell us what Tom is working on?

Matt: Now that I’ve left the room, sure! Null is building Red this whole… thingy! It’s red and awesome and spiky! He’s calling it the “Suit”!

Anonymous asked:

But if it’s spiky how will he give hugs in it??

Matt: That’s a silly question. Only the top is spiky and they’re wide enough apart so that he won’t stab anything. But it’s not really meant for hugging in. Null said it was made to make him “do-able” and “moo-bi-el”! so he can keep up with us better!

Anonymous asked:

I guess it’s just too much for your little mind to handle tordie

Tord: Do not mock me… *glare*

Tom: You don’t have to be an ass.

Anonymous asked:

I mean, why else wouldn’t they be telling you anything about it?

Tord: Oh… OH You’re trying to make me paranoid! that’s hilarious! *cackle*

Tom: That is kinda funny. But no, he most certainly could understand every mechanism i’m putting together.

Anonymous asked:

Maybe he can understand the technological bits of it but can he understand something with as big a purpose as this? Or would it go over his head?

Tord: Wait… YOU KNOW?!! Damn it, Matt!

Tom: Hush. I would have told them too. They may even be bluffing. And no it would not go over anyone’s head.

Anonymous asked:

Maybe they could be making it to run away or even overturn your plans, who knows what they’re planning to do with it

Tom: How do you know I’m not? *smirks at anon*

Tord: If they are I’m doomed no matter what and I accept my fate. Fighting it would only lead to suffering.

Anonymous asked:

So you just accept that they’ll leave you? And you’d just let them overthrow your plans and ruin all the progress you’ve made in taking over the world?

Tord: You make it sound like I’d be happy or something. I’m just aware that there is nothing I COULD do to stop them and know better then to get myself brutally murdered for trying.

Tom: It wouldn’t be brutal.

Tord: Thank you… I think.

are you anons trying to mess with their heads? trying to use their relationships won’t do that. trying a more PERSONAL approach might bring better results.

Anonymous asked:

I suppose you won’t even be able to stop them, will you, especially when you don’t even put up a fight when they leave you for dead, unfortunate how your dream to improve the world, which you’ve worked so hard on, is really so fragile. They don’t even have to make an effort to shatter it

Tord: You’re right, but you’re also wrong. I wouldn’t be able to stop them, whether or not I fought back wouldn’t change a thing though. My “dream” as you call it is fragile and truly difficult to achieve, but probably not for the reasons you think. My goals would mean nothing to me without these two by my side. They are what make this war worth fighting for.

Tom: That was cheesy as fuck.

Tord: Oh shut up.

Tom: I can’t believe you actually meant that.

Tord: I said shut up! *throws paper ball*

Anonymous asked:

Well your real dream isn’t even that big, is it? And even more fragile, entirely in the hands of those you’ve betrayed, it’s inevitable for them to leave, you should really choose to strive for goals that are more realistic

Tom: Okay first off, what the fuck are you talking about!? Second that wasn’t him! I know that and so does Matt! And lastly, I ain’t goin’ nowhere!

Tord: Hey, it’s oka-

Tom: Shut up and let me defend you!

Tord: … Alright then.

you guys are thinking way too big. if you’ve read the chapters then you’ve seen what sets them off.

Anonymous asked:

Aren’t you? He’s left you, he’s hurt you, you’ve even left before, why not do it again, be free, maybe you won’t even take Matt with you, maybe you’ll leave him to fend for himself. I wouldn’t blame you, you’re mostly a monster and the rest, a drunk

Tom: …

Tord: … You’re an ass.

Tom: They aren’t wrong…

Tord: They are wrong, you just can’t see it sometimes.

Tom: You said I’m a drunk before…

Tord: Yeah and I was wrong, you’re trying to quit. You aren’t a monster and you aren’t a drunk.

Tom: …

Anonymous asked:

The three of you really aren’t compatible at all, it surprises me that Tords still alive at this point, I’d’ve gotten tired of being cooped up all the time and gotten rid of him. Congratulations on your patience, but what’s the point of waiting now? Even if he’s dead you can take any resources he’s been providing you, even without killing him, he’s gone so soft you could get anything you wanted out of him, why not exploit that a bit, go have some fun!

Tom: you don’t understand…

Tord: you’re completely correct except for one fact, I have most certainly not gone soft.

Anonymous asked:

Hah, feebly trying to defend yourself won’t work Tordie~ you’re the softest person here, don’t you remember when you’d kill to get what you wanted? Your most extravagant performance almost got rid of the so called “friends” you now cherish, I miss that, but it seems I have to turn elsewhere to be entertained now

Tord: That wasn’t me. I don’t need to defend myself when I did nothing to warrant defense.

Tom: …

(you’re so so close to setting him off yet so so very far -mod x)

Anonymous asked:

How was that not you? Tom, Matt, even Edd saw you, you even remember doing it don’t you? You have the consequences displayed there on your face, don’t you?

Tord: Just because my hands were used does not mean I was the one using them.

Tom: I could crawl into your skin, pull you out, make you watch, rip, shred, kill…

Tord: … Holy shit.

(i remind you “Harpoons” -mod x)

Anonymous asked:

Did you get scared off by Toms moment of adrenaline? I’ll admit, he’s still a decent aim in a pinch, though It’s obviously not perfect, it could’ve struck right through your chest, then you I suppose you wouldn’t be soft now!~

… i think i know what you were going for and yes that would have done it, but that last bit just really confuses me… “ then you I suppose you wouldn’t be soft now!” what is that supposed to be saying? try re-sending it but maybe edit that bit. -mod x

spooncryptid asked:

Did you get scared off by Toms moment of adrenaline? I’ll admit, he’s still a decent aim in a pinch, though It’s obviously not perfect, it could’ve struck right through your chest, then you’d have never become so soft and boring~

Tom: What?

Tord: …

Tom: What are they talking about? What do you mean by “decent aim”?

Tord: …

Tom: I haven’t held a gun in years. The last time I had to aim anything was wh-

Tord: …

Tom: … No… no I… I didn’t… did I? no. no! nonononononoNONONO! TORD TELL ME I DIDN’T! JUST SAY I DIDN’T!

Tord: …

Tom: … no…

(Tom and Tord are temporarily unavailable for questions)

spooncryptid asked:

Oopsies, looks like I’ve revealed myself

holy shit spoon!? was it you this entire time?!

spooncryptid asked:

Yep, not only do I spam you with likes, I also spam you with angst! Yay!

… i am thoroughly impressed. but also kinda irritated. though i really shouldn’t be when i helped.

spooncryptid asked:

Anyways, Matt’s unguarded, should I eat him?

… you can try… i’d rather you not… but you can try. (it would be harder then you think)

spooncryptid asked:

Mm, well while the others are busy let’s hang out with Matt, hey Matt, The bois are fine and I did nothing wrong, dyou like candy?

Matt: I’m not that much of an idiot. Yes I like candy. What did you do?

spooncryptid asked:

Nothing bad!~ do you want some licorice?

Matt: I can hear lies… no, Mag told me “never take candy or drinks from strangers.”

spooncryptid asked:

Well we don’t have to be strangers! You can call me Spoon if you like!

Matt: What did you do?

spooncryptid asked:

I don’t know what you’re talking about

Matt: … I’m gonna go check on them.

(told you it’d be harder then you think. he’s forgetful, not stupid. -mod x)

spooncryptid asked:

So you don’t want licorice, how about Swedish fish? Those are one of my favorites

Matt: *ignoring spoon*

spooncryptid asked:

Would you believe me if told you it wasn’t really me?

Matt: Maybe, if you actually believed that yourself.

spooncryptid asked:

Why believe Tord and not me?

Matt: What makes you any more trustworthy then him? I already told you I hear lies. What more do you need?

spooncryptid asked:

Ah yes, sniffing out my lies like a little bloodhound, amazing

Matt: More like a bat but that works I guess.

spooncryptid asked:

Guess you’ve figured out my evil scheme //sigh// ..dyou want a Swedish Fish?

Matt: Not from you.

(Matt has reached Tom and Tord. everything you worked for will have been pointless in 1 hour real time. Matt is now temporarily closed for questions)

spooncryptid asked:

Mm, Pau and Pat are open for asks, right?

yes. are you going to be the first to direct questions at them?

spooncryptid asked:

I mean who else is gonna eat these Swedish Fish with me?

… no one will eat the Swedish fish. if i’m being honest they make me sick ever since i was little and ate a huge bag of them all at once. every time you mention them i feel nauseous.

spooncryptid asked:

Aw gee, sorry, I’ll switch to uhh M&ms?

if you wanna. (they still aren’t gonna eat it for fear it’s poisoned)

dudawakmax asked:

HOLY HELL WHAT HAPPENED HERE? MY PANIC ATTACK WASN'T EVEN SO LONG! MAIS QUE PORRA?!?!?

… a lot… mostly spoon.

dudawakmax asked:

Omg, the poor beans!!! Did they hurt them to much? Oh for the lords from hell and heaven I hope not

they sent Tord into a flashback, tom into a panic attack and they made matt paranoid. you be the judge here i’m biased.

spooncryptid asked:

Hey, mr eyebrows, you want some free candy?

Pau: I find that mildly offensive. No.

spooncryptid asked:

Well that’s boring, what am i gonna do with all these m&ms?

Pau: that’s your problem.

spooncryptid asked:

It’s funny to imagine me as the cat thing in my icon doing all this

i’m just imagining your old one.

spooncryptid asked:

Pwease?? Just one, mistew?

Pau: yeah, no.

dudawakmax asked:

I want to help them so much but they will probably just look at me weird... I think I'm, I'm just gonna leave this here... *leave a cozy blanket* Sorry...

Matt: thank you. that actually helped a bit.

spooncryptid asked:

Mmm maybe mr patty cakes will want some

Pat: no, thank you.

spooncryptid asked:

I’m just an annoying cat sitting on your shoulder and chewing on your ear or screaming most of the time

i already have one of those in real life and no matter how much i love her i do not need a second.

spooncryptid asked:

Wow I’ve been rejected guess I’ll cry in the corner like the baby that I am

… i just don’t like being licked.

spooncryptid asked:

That was directed at pat but I guess it works cuz either way I’m a fussy baby that no one likes lol

Pat: I don’t like being licked.

spooncryptid asked:

I will lick you mistew patty cake

Pat: and i’ll shoot you freaky demon cat. try it.

(he’s smiling while he points the gun at you…)

spooncryptid asked:

Guns don’t kill me I just eat the bullets

Pat: … I’m gonna go find Tom. Maybe if I ask nicely enough he’ll eat you.

spooncryptid asked:

No you don’t need to find Tom or anyone, they’re doing just fine, he actually threatened to kill me already hahah

Pat: … What… Did… You… Do…

spooncryptid asked:

I didn’t do anything other than be threatened as I just told you

Pat: liar.

spooncryptid asked:

Ok fine, I may have offered a few other people candy as well, you caught me

Pat: don’t play coy with me you little rat! WHAT DID YOU DO?!

spooncryptid asked:

Wow, rat? That hurt my feelings, I don’t know if I want to be friends with you anymore

Pat: act like vermin and be called vermin.

everyone is available for asks. tread carefully.

Anonymous asked:

Hey, is everyone alright?

Tom: …

Tord: …

Matt: … we… we could be better…

Anonymous asked:

Is there anything we can do to try and make it better?

Tom: …

Tord: …

Matt: i don’t know… i don’t know what to do myself.

dudawakmax asked:

I think we should give them a break! Like, I don't know, you guys can go out, have a picnic, or whatever you want to, get a good night of sleep, and we will let you rest! What does it sound like to you?

Matt: you could… but this was done intentionally so what are the chances the person who did it isn’t gonna come back and start all over again?

Tom: they always come back…

Matt: Tom!

Tord: …

dudawakmax asked:

Tom! Its not healthy to think that way!

Tom: But they do…

Matt: Not always, and it’s not always a bad thing when they do come back! Tord came back! That was good right?

Tom: *nods*

Tord: …

spooncryptid asked:

I don’t even know who Vermin is, why are you bullying me??

vermin as in pests like rats. like i said pat don’t take shit. you pissed him off so he went for the metaphorical ball shot.

dudawakmax asked:

Things do get better Tom. You just need to believe in it

Tom: better… then worse… then better… then worse…

Matt: oh…

Tord: …

spooncryptid asked:

Yknow what mr patty cake, you’re being rude and I don’t like you, I’m gonna go.. cry? Or something, I guess

Pat: …

(pat thinks you act like a spoiled child. he pities you)

dudawakmax asked:

It may be this way. But sometimes things get better.... And better... And better. I know its hard, but I swear to you things get better. And you have your friends with you. I'm sure they'll help you no matter what.

Tom: …

Matt: Thank you duda but I don’t thi-

Tord: Better…

Matt: Tord!

Tord: Better like… finding tom… like being his friend again…

Matt: *slack jawed*

Tord: Like getting Matt back… like… this.

Tom: Better like this…

Matt: yes. YES! SO MUCH BETTER!

spooncryptid asked:

If you really pitied me you’d eat an m&m

Pat: I feel pity, I’m not suicidal.

spooncryptid asked:

It’s not like they’re poisoned or anything, I got em from the guy in the big white van

Pat: … why did i ever feel threatened by you?

dudawakmax asked:

Um... (Idk what else to say :P)

Matt: you’ve done more than enough! thank you sooooo much.

Tom: maybe you aren’t so bad… duda was it?

Tord: maybe we misjudged you.

spooncryptid asked:

I don’t know but I’ve gotten two death threats in the time that I’ve been here, which is a new record for me

Pat: you’re an idiot… but a harmless one.

dudawakmax asked:

Just trying to help, I know it feels terrible, and don't want anyone else to feel bad

Matt: thank you!

Tom: yeah.

Tord: what they said.

(aw they are blushing!)

spooncryptid asked:

I guess I’ll just eat all these m&ms by myself cuz no one else wants any

it’s not that they don’t want any, (Pau has a massive sweet tooth) they just can’t trust any food given as gifts. Tom is the only one immune to poisons so the others have to be really careful.

dudawakmax asked:

*jazz music stops* whAT!?!?! (This is way to cute. My little fangirl heart can't take this much of adorable characters)

Tom: And they ruined it.

Tord: Don’t be an ass.

Matt: I missed this.

dudawakmax asked:

Sowy! I just couldn't lose the chance ;)

Tom: it’s fine.

Tord: yeah, we wouldn’t be us if we weren’t fighting about something.

Matt: *pleased humming*

spooncryptid asked:

Anyways, you seem cool patty cake, but you called me a rat so now you’re my enemy, watch out for stray banana peels on the floor

Pat: … like i said, harmless idiot.

spooncryptid asked:

Bye bye! //waddles away and climbs into a trash can//

was that addressed at me or pat? if it was addressed at me check your inbox.

dudawakmax asked:

I'm just really happy you guys are feeling better. :D

Tord: we’re glad to BE feeling better.

Tom: hmm

Matt: *hugs duda*

dudawakmax asked:

Yay hugs! *hugs Matt back*

duda is now being squished! with affection.

dudawakmax asked:

Boop! *Boop Matt's nose*

the boop is returned by a mystery source.

dudawakmax asked:

What?

The sound of machinery can be heard. Tord winked at you. Matt is laughing. Tom is rolling his eyes. You are accepted as a friend.

dudawakmax asked:

((Can I boop tord?

he’d look at you funny but he wouldn’t stop you.

dudawakmax asked:

I love how Matt its like, the Dad friend™. I bet he would be like "those are my beans and I will protect them with my life". While everyone else its like "Matt its a little cinnamon roll who must be protected in all cust"

No on both counts actually. Tom is the dad friend and Tord is the cinnamon roll. tom is protective of everything he views as family and that includes Tord and Matt. Tord is not only physically weaker but he’s the only one who’s technically mortal and as such is capable of natural death. If anything Matt is the shoulder to cry on and the therapist of the group.

dudawakmax asked:

Nah. Tord is a SINnamon roll

that too.

spooncryptid asked:

I knew tord was soft

compared to the literally immortal beings? sure. but next to any other human he’d snap them in two. he lived with three godlike men and survived. he’s tough just not invincible.

spooncryptid asked:

So he’s physically the cinnamon roll?

sorta? Tom and matt think of him as something that needs to be protected. he can handle himself just fine. they just don’t want him to have to.

spooncryptid asked:

Mm, so it’s their fault he’s soft

sorta. he’s not soft. he has a sorta hidden power even! spite. he can do literally anything out of spite.

“tord don’t jump off that bridge! you won’t survive.”

tord jumps off the bridge and is perfectly fine, out of SPITE.

spooncryptid asked:

He’d prolly kill me out of spite

most certainly.

[junker-town]

THIS WEEK IN SCHADENFREUDE: Ohio State fans suspect a Deep Ohio State plot

J.T. Barrett blackmailing Urban Meyer? Kevin Wilson leading a coup? Your weekly tour of the best in college football internet anger plants its flag in Columbus.

Ohio State took a home pounding against Oklahoma on Saturday night, dropping the Buckeyes from No. 2 to 8 in the AP Poll. Buckeyes fans were so angry that this week, they’re all LOSING THEIR BLACK STRIPES and being featured on THIS WEEK IN SCHADENFREUDE. Let’s dive into the best of Ohio State’s post-OU internet scene.

We start our journey in Urban Meyer’s Twitter mentions.

Everyone was supportive of the man who’s now 62-7 with a national championship at Ohio State.

Meyer had criticized ex-OSU assistant Tom Herman in the press this week, after Herman said he couldn’t “sprinkle some fairy dust” on his new team at Texas to make it good.

I mean, other than faking a heart condition and leaving @UF in shambles with murderers and criminals. #dealwithit #fail #tosu

— Bob Loblaw (@guiltybyproxy) September 10, 2017

Just a reminder @OSUCoachMeyer you lost and you suck and are a terrible excuse for a human being

— Mock Wahlberg (@FredJonesWalter) September 10, 2017

@OSUCoachMeyer #notmadjustdisappointed

— Jason Guffey (@guffalito) September 10, 2017

WTF @OSUCoachMeyer You suck leave Ohio State good recruiter not a good coach

— BEAT ARMY (@lilbuck55) September 10, 2017

Buckeye Conspiracy Theory No. 1: Is J.T. Barrett blackmailing Meyer to keep the starting QB job?

The only way JT Barrett keeps his starting job is if he has some serious dirt on @OSUCoachMeyer #Buckeyes

— Alex (@10115721) September 10, 2017

A message board thread posits the same question:

What does JT have on urban Meyer? Why is he so in love with this below average QB? Does he want to win championships? This QB is not going to win ilia championships!!!

Buckeye Conspiracy No. 2: Is Meyer’s own offensive coordinator plotting to take the head coaching job?

The denizens of Buckeye Sports were restless, and some are buying that Ohio State’s OC is plotting to overthrow Meyer.

THREAD: “Absurd Conspiracy Theory:”

Kevin Wilson might be looking for an elite head coaching job, and what better place to consider than where he is currently located.

If so, would Wilson care if our fan base called for Meyer's head? Who would be next in line on Meyer's staff? Would Wilson care if our fans thought Meyer was over-riding his ideas in this dysfunctional offense? Maybe Meyer partially is, and maybe that would be justification in his mind?

It goes deeper.

Just a note, -long time Wilson confidant, Bob Stoops, was in the building last night. Who would Wilson be more loyal to?

Yes, this is pretty f-ing absurd I agree...and I would like to have more faith that backstabbing and conniving like this doesn't go on..but stranger things have happened.

Hopefully, Meyer watches his back.

The first person to reply was really, really sure that this is happening:

Not a conspiracy at all.

It goes deeper.

Weren't you watching last week? It's no coincidence that Wilson's former team had a 21-20 lead against OSU. There's been rumblings that IU had knowledge of OSUs first half game plan. Who else but Wilson could've supplied that information? There's lots of talk about how shady Wilson is in how he interacts with the rest of the staff. At some point Meyer will have to cut ties with Wilson before the end of the season.

Another member of that board suggests Barrett is aging in reverse, a truly devious maneuver against Meyer.

THREAD: “He’s aged 20 years in 4.”

JT looks old. Like a 39 yr old veteran with ice packs on both knees just trying to grind out one more season of glory before his body goes out to pasture. The problem is he's not 39. This is not a 16 yr NFL vet giving it one last harrah. This is a college football player who should be in the best shape of his life! What happened to this kid? He used to be able to run! Never confused for a burner but he certainly could pickup his feet and move making him effective at chewing up yards on the ground. Now he looks like he's moving in slow motion out there. His 40 time must've slipped from about a 4.6 to a 5.2 during his extended tenure at tOSU. Old grandpa looking QB smh. Old and tired

Let’s stroll on over to r/OhioStateFootball.

THREAD: “To all the JT fans, who said he shouldn't be benched...”

THREAD: “Save the Barrett hate”

The first comment:

Can we start now?

THREAD: “I'm an Army cadet and I'm planting a flag once Army wins.”

Try to stop me.

I can’t think of a more moving example of U.S. military personnel planting a flag. The Black Knights play at Ohio State next week. Baker Mayfield did this Saturday:

Baker Mayfield plants the OU flag in the Ohio State logo at midfield http://pic.twitter.com/Ovas203PqP

— Bryan Fischer (@BryanDFischer) September 10, 2017

Others at r/OhioState were furious.

THREAD: “Fuck Baker Mayfield and the Oklahoma Sooners.”

I never thought something like what Mayfield just did would piss me off so much. Don't plant shit on our field. Especially not on the "O". You RESPECT the "O". You piece of shit. Just take your W, go home and run around out there. You looked like a kindergartener out running like that. Learn to respect your opponents next time, asshole.

Later, a revision:

EDIT: I know we can be dicks too, I was just in the moment talking and getting pissed that's all

THREAD: “How I feel after the OSU Vs Oklahoma game.”

Via Haedman on Reddit

At the Bucknuts forums, users feared the mods were in on the conspiracy.

THREAD: “Barret is the Problem (respond quick!; mod deletion imminent!)”

THREAD: “Hey Staff

How about growing a SET and demanding to know from Urban himself when this crapshow offense is gonna stop and these 4 and 5 star recruits will be played to the strengths and potential??? 3 of the last 4 games and the same old crap offense!

The first response:

Well said! Sick and tired of hearing our "WHAC SOURCES", they are all full of shit! Please give me some honest intell on what the hell is going on inside the WHAC! Prince still sucks, JT is still inaccurate, and the WR still suck! It this staff didn't bring really good recruiting info. I would cancel my membership! Duane will probably lock this thread now!

THREAD: “Have Fun”

Recruiting after that.

Ohio State has the No. 1 recruiting class in the country and could finish with the highest-rated class in the history of recruiting rankings.

THREAD: “Urban needs to change ...”

Or be fired. I'm sorry, I can't watch this dogshit anymore. Fucking pathetic!

THREAD: “If you have 9 captains”

You have none... Is this any different than the old saying... if you have 2 QBs you have none... just something to think about...

Leadership is about what you do and not what you say... Urban has been talking a good game but for the last 3 years but you have to start wondering about his actions...

Can't he see that "his" offense has been figured out especially with a QB that lacks the ability to "perform" on the big stages he has been on... We should all be so thankful for Cardale Jones and Tom Herman in 2014 or we would be 0-fer right now on NCs... at this point in time unless something drastically changes we will not beat PSU or SCUM this year... just won't happen...

THREAD: Leadership

For a team with 9 captains, I'm not seeing a lot of leadership on this team. We played flat 90% of the game tonight.

THREAD: “Last post from me for awile”

THREAD: “This team sucks on defense”

We can't cover an old lady. I'm a life long buckeye and I'm done. Urban Meyer is the most overrated coach in college football. Losing to this shit is deplorable. Bye bye buckeyes...

Here are some comments on articles at Eleven Warriors.

I cannot imagine how fucking easy it is for an opposing defensive coordinator to prepare and coach against our offense. Our offense seriously looks like a Division 5 high school offense. It's absolutely pathetic and it's embarrassing. I REALLLLY wish I could be a fly in the wall in some of these meetings when we play legitimate teams. Their defensive staffs seriously have to laugh their asses off at how impotent we are.

And:

Urban is to blame for everything, you pissed the last 2 years, 2 years ago you screwed up against MSU, you cost your players and coaches and buckeye nation back to back nattys. Why don't you just call the damn plays. Too damn bad you can't coach as good as you can talk, you couldn't carry Nick's or Dabo's jock strap right now. If you can't do any better than this, then quit!

Facebook was a battlefield, too.

One user wrote:

They should fire Urban Meyer, bench JT Barrett, rip up the turf, get rid of Brutus

Photo by Jamie Sabau/Getty Images

Brutus, fleeing the vicinity

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The Buckeyes suck. TJ barrett can not hit the broad of a barn. And 4&5 star receivers who can not get open or catch the ball when they do.

Dikirim oleh Bill Lewis pada 10 September 2017

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Fucking pathetic display of awesome option football Urban I can't wait till they finally can your ass. Should've done it...

Dikirim oleh Shawn Smith pada 10 September 2017

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Cut his pay or fire him

Posted by Douglas Noble on Sunday, September 10, 2017

After a Big Ten title game loss a few years ago, Meyer ate a pizza ...

Surrounded by family, Urban Meyer eats postgame pizza very quietly in corridor beneath Lucas Oil Stadium. http://pic.twitter.com/80FtTVegWQ

— George Schroeder (@GeorgeSchroeder) December 8, 2013

... so some people tweeted his wife to make sure he didn’t eat another.

@spinnershells No Papa John's tonight. OK?

— The Cincy Buckeye (@TheCincyBuckeye) September 10, 2017

The good folks at Eleven Warriors made a 12-minute, 44-second video of nothing but sad Ohio State fans leaving the Horseshoe.

Everything here’s melancholy. But if Buckeye melancholy your thing, it’s great.

One commenter says:

Generally speaking, we have the most irrational fan base in all of college football. I could care less what they think.