#I think ive done this before so imma do it in reverse >:)

[save-the-villainous-cat]

Hello I really like your works and idk if you have done something like this before but could you do some Hero comforting Villian after they lost their memory?

Tears welled out the hero’s face as they put their arms up. A sad attempt at keeping themselves alive.

“Please,” they whispered. “If you must. Then make it quick.”

Ever since the villain had started attacking them, there had been a flame in their eyes. It was so violent, so unsettling, it made the hero shiver in fear, and right now, this blaze developed into a blazing fire.

“Shut up,” the villain hissed. They could do it. They could end the hero’s life quickly right here, right now — straddling their hips, weapon in hand. A human that had turned into a monster.

“I love you,” the hero said.

A crush that had turned into a nightmare.

“Stop—” the villain punched them “saying—” and again “—that.” and for the final time.

The hero knew what pain was, knew it better than anyone else in the city. The hero knew what loss was. And yet, what exactly was this?

They felt the fear and humiliation drowning them in a thick liquid of blood and innards as desperation and grief mixed together a poisonous pill for them to swallow. They let out a wet cough.

Face pulsing, body covered in blood — they were ready to give up. What did it matter? What did it matter if the only person worth living a life with had turned against them? Had lost all their memories and wanted to kill them now?

“I love you,” the hero repeated, wheezing. Because that was all there was left. Despite being nearly dead, they loved the villain.

The fight had been anything but short and the villain had always been the stronger one out of the both of them. Long story short. The hero was bleeding out quickly.

“I don’t even know who you are,” the villain spat. “But I know I have to kill you.”

They’d met when the hero had saved them unintentionally during a mission. The villain had been imprisoned and the hero had just decided to break that door open. Lots of bickering. But also the first time the hero had developed a crush on someone.

“You’re hesitant.”

“I am not.” The villain grabbed a knife, pushing it into the hero’s skin, provoking to cut their aorta.

“Your hand is shaking. Your hands always shake when you panic,” the hero said. They closed their eyes and imagined what it would feel like if the love of their life would cut their throat.

“What?”

“You like canned soup,” the hero said. Another tear streamed down their face. Exhaustion. “You wake up at 4:30 each morning. You hate running. You hate the news. You hate television and you hate hotdogs.”

The villain stared at them, restraining themselves. Deft hands were holding their weapons. But their eyes showed a penchant that was familiar to the hero.

“You love snakes. You like fog. You love tea and you love poems,” the hero whispered. “And I love you. Truly. Dearly. Completely.”

They laughed tiredly. “I’ve never told you before but…it’s true.”

“You’re a target I need to kill,” the villain said. “You’re nothing more to me.”

And the hero laughed again. They reached out a hand and their fingertips brushed the villain’s cheek, smeared a bit of blood over it.

“Oh, my silly villain,” they said. “Who did this to you?”

Their thumb brushed over the villain’s skin lovingly, slowly.

“Let me help you. Please.” The villain took their time, staring at the hero with an expression that indicated yearning. Contrary to the hero’s expectations, they didn’t push away their hand. They let it stay.

They closed their eyes, pained.

“Like I said, I don’t know who you are,” they said. Eventually they stood up, eyes going over the hero’s wounds.

They threw a burner phone to their feet, looking at the hero.

“Call yourself an ambulance.”

And with that, they vanished.

[thinkingnot]

hey, please consider deleting your reblog of that cat donation post about Pirate the cat. it's fake and a scam.

the account (@ hinderswives) was created 1 day ago and you can find those cat images on a reverse google search. did you get an ask from the op asking you nicely to check out the pinned post (and not to publically answer the ask)? I did, and it's the second almost identical one ive gotten in the last few months, also by an account that only existed for one day before posting the help request (who had never interacted with my blog before, either).... basically, this is 100% a scam.

They ask you to reblog their post *but not answer their ask* so that anyone who follows you thinks that you know this person is legitimate (which is exactly the opposite of the real situation). They ask you to use 'friends and family' on PayPal so you can't get your money back if you figure out it's a scam (always be suspicious of people who do this!)

i found your reblog by going through the notes on the scam post. i'm going to send this ask to other people who reblogged it, too. (in anon mode so that the scam op can't block me, which happened last time before i could get the warning out, rip).

please don't let your followers be tricked into wasting their money! there are plenty of real people and real cats that could use their help out there, if they want to be generous.

consider posting this ask too, cause a bunch of people have reblogged the scam post from you so it might be good if they see this, too.

thanks.

okay i am making a rule for myself to only rb those kind of posts from people i know personally 🥲 (i saw a blog i knew rbing it and thought its legit)

to be safe imma find and remove my previous rbs (sorry for the ones bothered by this)

its a scam fr guys i looked them up just now and the blog doesn’t show up anymore they blocked me after the deed’s done

[yourbleedingh3art]

Seshposting

Pre sesh: Just got done playing w a baseball.Listening to slimesito.On the toilet. Swear to god ive been to the bathroom nine times already I havent eaten anything or had anything to drink since last night But yet i have to piss every 15 minutes on today of all days When im wearing two mf belts i have to hurry to unbuckle before Piss dribbles down my FUCKING leg.Stole somebodys lipgloss off the ground bc it was Hempz. Imma weedhead need my own strain - duwap kaine (Now he's on)

Sesh start time: 2:21 pm i hand ground some weed bc idk where my grinder is rn im waiting to hit the first bowl till 2:22 AYY it changed to it rn Time for bowl #1 in my pipe

bowl #1 2:22 highness scale of 1-10: 0, it hasnt hit me yet, i literallt havent even exhaled bowl #1. Note my "bowls" r like half size bc its easier for me to clear each bowl in one pipe hit so tht way smoke doesnt waft from the weed and i minimize the smell (Smoking in the college dorm life) Random observation: There is an empty paper towl roll, incense, a press on nail, 2 incense boards, a green rug, a kleenex ashtray box, a towel, toilet paper, a toilet, and a shower On top of the floor. That is my environment. (Yeat is playing)They say yeat keep on evolving how u so steady wid it!

bowl #2 2:26 highness scale 1-10: 4 That one made me drool spit Eyes water throat burn As to be expected but ewwwww Owwwie Considering getting some water... Listening to a stupid soundcloud lawyer ad rn OHH YES NOW THE YEAT IS ON! I DONT GOT NO COMMENT...IONT GOT NO COMMENT! Such a good concept to center a song around bc literally No comment.... like sorry I just be seeing stuff and it's like ok no comment. Literally no comment. Comment but am i going to sya it no im not. No comment. Or can i even be bothered to care about this no i cant. No comment. Did i even hear what u said No was i even listening... NO Comment. Like such a good phrase..... Maybe i more than a 4/10 high but it feels crazy to change it now hmm i guess it's 2:31 now so 5 minutes have passed (that math took me a hot second tbh like not a long time but not quick either) Okkkk 3G is such a crazy song yeat and uzi Like i dont fw uzi voice like that im sorry his music usualyl just falls outside of my personal taste But sometimesss he makes a banger anyway who am i arguing w anyway idk how I feel about 3G it's kinda lit tbh growing on me like mold rn And officially chaning my rating to 5 on the highness scale. I am trying to reason with myself if i should smoke more or not like yes i only smoked 2 half bowls but i. ground so much ore weed up but also i feel like a good level of high for 2:35 pm on a thursday u feel me? I dont have ny classes today left idk and i did take my italian quiz... shit... Smokin more (I pulled up bust a nut and then she thank Meeee-yeat *scream crying*)Ooh ooh yea I pulled upo smaosdakMachetes ooh...ahh..zahh!!WeeoOowowooeeoowowowowwoeeeeeeeeoOOEoeoeoeoeoeoeyaayay... ahh... (kant relax by yeat.) I so high listening to ome soundcloud edit remix HuananaamamaHunonhehno heh no heh type song osqaidhuf ahhhh it sounds like that deadass but like slowed down and randomly sped up its hype...I guess lmao this is straight paper garbage shredder trash tbh im just high

^Like that. ^^#Real. ^^

Do u see how much i procrastinate inbetween bowls like wow. Ok anyway. THIS FUCKING SONG IS STILL ON ITS SO BAD I am not turnigng it off too high to do that of course but wow Oh it eneded and went right into an ad

FUCK YOU SOUNDCLOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUD!!!

OOOH now fginally a good song is on yesssssssssssssssssss yes Ok yes.

bowl #3 2:41 highness scale like idk that bowl was lame still a 5/10 if anything Im sober now. No im lying of course but that bowl somehow had the reverse effect of getting me high .. Like now im like yeah i .. ahhsdahvsajiJDHSJFJAIOSsihfeodekfjhjdhd LMAOOO THIS DUWAP SONG CA ME WONNN NVMMM... EMPIRE BY DUWAP KAINE. Ok i think im about done live posting one more bowl and our lovely sesh will be done. Duwap kaine is fuckoing crayz bc empire 1:49-1:55 like omgmgmgmgmgg that part goes sooo <3 perfect

party in the back ft ooskully by jewelzworld is so good like oooooooooooooooh ok thank god music hitting rn.

bowl #4 2:49

bowl #5 2:52

im high.

I hate CONNER.

kay modern family and ignore everything time.

SESH EL FIN ... 3:07

[embeknorrig]

quarantings

I feel like a complete idiot. maybe this is the first time for a very long time i can journalling freely without starting off saying "I know i gotta do something else but imma make a quick expound" :/ like i said in the title, i feel like a fool. this feeling is far from brand new to me, but this time i am actually stuck. i mean i know i got things to do but i cannot seem to do it. maybe i need motivation, maybe im still so full of myself thinking i have time. but god knows i dont. i have been wasting so much time of life winning people's approval. there was a big period of time when i was completely dependent on human interaction. i thought i couldnt thrive without it. i held strongly to a belief that human is the greatest fun. how do i feel about that now? I am adverse to it. but i dont think i am anything near as dependent as i was before. it sucks how life took so long to teach me valuable lessons. maybe i shouldve known since the couple first errors, but i was so persistent. i was blinded by movies and books and media and lies and so i believed if i kept trying i would find the right best friend, the boyfriend to love me,.. the people whose support is just my kind. even tho now i havent found any of that yet, but i feel like i dont need it. because oh my god, i have lived my whole life without it. so do i really need that? was there any a time when i look back thinking i couldnt have done it without certain people? i dont think so. i think the only thing human taught me is how they keep letting down but i keep running back to them. so the only lesson learned was that i am a big fat fool. my eyes are burning bc i was crying so much. the older i get the less i cry, not that i became emoionally stronger but bc it took so much strength to squeeze these tears out. since 2019 i noticed that my body was badly damaged after every tearful night. its so funny how back in my teengae years i could easily cry to bed and wake up tomorrow operating just fine. now i can barely get thru a day without an advil. i think ive had brain damage throughout the yrs in the US. i think i am heavily infected by the american idealism. this isnt what i set out to write at all. i was being remorseful about my failure life. i wind up here in a beatup town, counting every penny every day, planning everything just to watch them fall apart... refusing social interaction and living like a bat. i barely eat anything good for the past months and i dont rmb what its like to be free. the bright side is ive finally discovered my skincare routine after 10 yrs battling w stubborn acne. i might finally be able to get clear skin back once and for all. but is this what life supposed to be? why am i so stuck and what could i do to reverse this situation. am i fighting my battle? is this really worth all these tears and damages?