#Hot take lol

[iregreteverythingpleasehelpme]

one of my main issues about calling vocal synths 'virtual singers' is that it sounds less like you are talking about a vocaloid or synthv, utau, neutrino, etc, and more like you are talking about this bitch

[loveipromiseimnotinsane]

My first quarry playthough, I fucked both shooting parts in chapter 9 and 10 and got Kaitlin, Ryan, and Laura killed :( Not this time tho!!!! Started at chapter 9 and saved everybody!! And killed (almost all) the Hacketts!

[dbzebra]

🔥tournament of power (this is the most random thing i know)

It’s honestly a mess of an arc. Anime namely. Manga arc was just forgettable af

The recruitment / preliminary stuff is like 20+ episodes which imo it did not need to be at all. And the ToP itself just draaaaaaags. In OG DB, the tournaments served a narrative purpose. Testing Goku and Krillin and the “there’s always someone better,” Turtle v Crane rivalry and lead up to DKP, and finally the Goku v Piccolo rematch. ToP is just “survive and whoever loses dies” yet we all know the final wish is everyone gets revived anyway. You can say that about any arc but ToP is especially obvious

There’s some good moments, but man it blends together I can’t tell you much from it. 70+ new characters when like 60 of them are nameless fodder you’ll never remember let alone ever see again is just a strange choice. Yeah I get it, battle royale, but could’ve been done way better like cutting the roster in half.

UI Omen was cool af. I wish they kept that as the final design the whole time. But Goku ‘mastering’ it in like literally 20 minutes after being hit by his own Spirit Bomb (literally how? Also fuck Vegeta for not contributing) in universe while the gods took multiple eons and some still haven’t done it completely is just lame. So many instances in the ToP there are moments where Goku and Vegeta are about to lose “I’m all out of power I can’t fight” then power up to maximum 5 seconds after and are stronger than before.

Power scaling sucks. They changed how Saiyans get stronger in Super and it’s really frustrating. Goku in Blue gets bodied by Berserk Kale. Then in like 5 minutes after in universe, SS2 Goku is toying with both Kale and Caulifla in SS2, which are both stronger than Berserk Kale. Like huh? Make it make sense

And then SSBE aka Bluer sucks and legitimately don’t know how anyone could like that ugly overly bright form.

And now we’re almost 5 arcs later (counting movies) and we’ve literally never seen any of em again beyond mere mentions like “Jiren was tough” because imho they realized they fucked up and wanna move on lol

Lastly Jiren is the most boring foe they’ve ever faced and I’d rather watch Evolution because at least I can get entertainment out of that. All Jiren has going for him is saying it’s over when it’s not actually over, and the dub line “I trust no one, even dragons” because it’s a meme and I love it.

On that note though, the memes gave us stuff like “Hit’s clone” and El Hermano, Gohan Blanco, and Ultra Instinct Shaggy which was more fun than that whole arc even if it got spammed lol

[whitebalverines]

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[voltaical-art]

*Davrin carving his 30th wooden figure of the day* I'm fine.

[arhvste]

“this is killing me.” kuroo mumbled as he tossed his phone to his side. “just trust me bro,” his best friend-turned roommate bokuto grinned. “this works everytime for me i swear!”

kuroo sighed before grabbing phone again to refresh his instagram story views once more. several people had already viewed the post-gym mirror selfie he’d taken in attempts to garner attention from one particular follower of his; you. “maybe it’s too cringe…” he muttered while over analysing the photo that had already gained a couple of likes within the twenty minutes it had already been up for. “nah.” bokuto reassured him and pat his friend on the shoulder. “you look sexy.” kuroo stared back at the two-toned haired boy. “… thanks bro.”

this isn’t something kuroo would typically post but times were tough and he was desperate. he’d seen you around campus but luck was not on his side when it came to scheduling and the two of you barely had class time together. yet the little class time you did share, kuroo hung onto it tightly and would let scenes of these weekly one hour classes replay in his head more often than he’d like to admit.

“i feel like a modern jay gatsby,” the ex volleyball captain huffed. “my selfie is the equivalent of the wild parties he’d throw in hopes to get daisy’s attention except i don’t want to post every night, i’ve already made myself cringe with this one post.” bokuto stared back at his friend blankly. “yeah… whatever that means.” kuroo frowned back “it’s a classic, you should know what i mean!”

how much longer was he going to have to wait? bokuto had promised him quick results with this method and so far he’d felt deceived and lied to. if talking to you when he got the chance wasn’t enough to get a conversation going outside the classroom, then social media seemed like the next best attempt to start interacting more.

what were you doing? why weren’t you viewing his story? could you even see his story? did he accidentally block you?

these questions ran through his mind as he quickly rushed to check to make sure he hadn’t for some reason blocked you from seeing his story. he half wished he did because then at least he’d know what on earth was taking you so damn long to see the photo he was increasingly starting to hate more the longer it was posted.

“this is stupid.” he stated as he faced bokuto who had zero concerns in his method in gaining someone’s attention. “it works you just have to wait, trust me.”

kuroo frowned as the little red hearts of others who weren’t you fluttered from the bottom corner of the photo. “look!” his best friend grinned as he leaned over kuroo’s shoulder and pointed to the screen of his phone. “you’re getting likes on it!”

“what’s the point if they’re not likes from the person i posted this for in the first place.” kuroo grumbled back in response. he couldn’t believe he’d been subjected to such an attempt to gain some attention from you. it was ridiculous.

it had been about forty five minutes since he’d posted it and he was slowly losing his mind. sure, the post was going to be up for twenty four hours (if he didn’t give into the voices in his head telling him to delete it) so forty five minutes was nothing, but the minutes were beginning to feel like hours and he was dying inside. why weren’t you viewing it already and what could possibly be keeping you off your phone right now?

“this is stupid.” he decided as notifications from his old team mates started to flash up on his screen. the last thing he needed was lev replying with ‘looksmaxing’ to a post that was secretly dedicated to you. “no, it’s barely been up!” bokuto whined. “you look hot so you should get some replies anyway what’s the big deal?”

pinching the bridge of his nose, kuroo huffed. “the big deal is the person i posted this for hasn’t replied!” what was the point in making sure to go to the gym during a rest day just to take this photo if he wasn’t going to at least make his existence more known to you? he’d even worked his legs enough to the point of managing to achieve the sweaty but sexy look. the muscles in his legs were dying, but his dignity sure as hell wouldn’t.

the college student opened up his phone with the intention to end the mental war inside his head once and for all by deleting the post altogether. bokuto watched his friend in defeat but his eyes flashed. “yes they did!” he yelled and pointed to the screen as your name flashed at the top of his screen.

kuroo’s heart jumped at the sight of your profile picture he’d made a daily routine of staring at and the now blue dot indicating a message from your profile in his inbox. to think he was going to delete this post just a second too, what were the chances?

psyching himself up, kuroo took a few quiet deep breathes before letting the time next to your message pass for a few minutes. he wasn’t an instagram warrior by any means, but he knew enough about general rules in order to not look desperate online.

bokuto watched over his friends shoulders as the two stared in anticipation awaiting the message kuroo had been dying for. this was it. leg day two times in a row was gruelling and he’d regret it for the next few days but it would have been worth it. the countless messages from his old teammates mocking his attempts at a thirst trap could be looked past now that you had finally given into the bait he’d so carefully laid. this is what he’d been waiting for. days of preparing and deciding how to gain your attention had finally paid off and he was about to reap the rewards he’d sown.

clicking the message with baited breath, his heart raced as bokuto’s grip of his shoulder tightened. finally.

‘the label on your shirt is sticking out, make sure to cut it’

“a wins a win.” bokuto filled the silence between the pair as kuroo stared at his phone with a blank expression. “… a wins a win…”

[a-usernamelol]

okay here’s my argument for this:

Booksmart? Can he study and come to proper conclusions without being told the answer directly unlike most people? Yes, VERY booksmart- in another universe he could have been a Ravenclaw.

Streetsmart? Keeping himself and those around him safe and making good decisions in “the wild” so to speak? Absolutely not. Stupid idiot. He is GOING to get himself killed in the dumbest way.

Just saw a tiktok with the "he's tall, he's smart" trend about Sebastian and all the comments were like "Since when is Sebastian smart?"

And I'm like

What kinda Hogwarts Legacy have y'all been playing...

[myrkulitescourge]

the way that one line from the new epilogue in an astarion romance is going to HAUNT me

just. what a profoundly intense thing to confess to someone.

like, just these six months of newfound happiness with you exerts a force on his heart equal and in direct opposition to two centuries of endless torment, the gnawing hunger and exploitation. this flashbulb-bright fraction of his long life holds the same gravity to him as years upon years of darkness and suffering.

in all likelihood, he hasn’t even known his lover for as long as his worst memory lasted, that year sealed away to go mad from starvation and sensory deprivation, yet he still tells them this brief time has been so fundamentally and powerfully important that the weight of even that unimaginable hell is vanishingly small compared to this present he has now and the future ahead of them both.

how am i supposed to act normal about this.

[a-compass-without-a-needle]

This is what happened after 3.1 isn't it?

[polinsated]

[itsraining-honey]

hot opinions straight off the stove! 🥘🔥

[somereaderinblue]

My internal cheer when I saw Telemachus decked out in Athena's cape & helmet was so loud I'm surprised my internal organs are still intact.

And then I had this mental image of Athena rushing out of Apollo's infirmary & arriving at the palace in time to see Ody (the monster rawr rawr rawr) killing the suitors. So she swoops to Telemachus just as he returns, magics him into her armor & cape, hands him a spear, chop-chop, I dub thee Little Wolf & Warrior of the Mind now go do some father-son bonding via murder.

[bacchuschucklefuck]

they tried to rebrand as The Criminals but riz is literally the city council's treasurer and also turns out people in their late 20s don't really name their friend groups. so now they're The Intrepid Heroes

[warmfuzzyanimal]

mspaint commissions !!!! all 16 of 'em!!

[yeyinde]

now why would you hide these in the tags..

also thinking maybe reader is newcomer too, maybe on vacation. everyone knows not to mess with price, say things about it never ending well.

but reader pays them no mind, thinking that their overreacting. of course, they aren’t, and reader is forced to check out of their hotel and into their new forever home with price <3.

and he's your first experience with an alpha, too. like sheltered reader, surrounded by betas your whole, stumbling onto John Price, of all people. but of course you're curious. you've never met an alpha before outside of the ones in your school - all the same age, the same hormonal shifts at the same pace; it's just not the same, is it?

and despite the tug between you, he can see where this going when you start batting your eyes at him, and softening under the burn of his glare. you're not going to like it. you'd never be able to handle him. and he tries to tell you this. warn you away. find a beta, a smaller, younger alpha. he doesn't care - just stay the hell away from him.

but you've been doted on your whole life and English Burt Reynolds isn't going to be the first man to tell you no.

so you push. prod. dig a little deeper. lay it on thick until his presence, a novice in your life, triggers the first stirrings of a real heat. forced proximity. freak storm. one bed. he breaks before dawn, but before you can even start to feel triumph, the reality of getting fucked by an older, more experienced alpha rears.

maybe you realise this when he pulls his fat, angry looking cock out, and barks at you to get back on the bed because he hasn't even started yet, and if you wanna strut around town, aching for his knot, well. he'll give it to you.

problem is: he's too big. too rough. you've been treating yourself like fine silk, something precious, and what he gives you (after growling at your pussy that he can't wait to break her in) is nothing at all like you were expecting. and this idea of a heat making you malleable, soft and ready, falls to pieces when you remember that anatomy isn't magic and no amount of fever in your blood will ever soothe the ache of him eating you up like a man starved.

but hey. you got the big, surly alpha in the end, didn't you? guess no one taught you the meaning of a pyrrhic victory.

[rosenr0tten]

Meljay isn’t boring. Most people are just unwilling to discuss or engage with them in a meaningful way because of their own biases + inability to think of ship dynamics beyond their cookie cutter tropes