#and hope y'all's days are going better than mine! XD

[shittygothbitch]

I do Not. Like this shift.

[nerdylilpeebee]

Got a new story idea and created a backstory for it. XD it's actually based on a really old idea of mine, but modified to hell and back.

If anyone reads this, I hope you enjoy the backstory. It's basically a summary of what happened prior to the story beginning, so ya know. Still, let me know what y'all think!

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The Elves of Sera are a brutal race. Powerful black magic users, and extremely long-lived, they rule over their home continent with an iron fist. Humans, beast folk, dwarves… all those deemed inferior languish in chains beneath their bloody rule.

Tho even among the elves, only the strong have agency. The weak are either killed off or are considered to be of the same caste as a slave, no matter what position you are born into.

This is the case even for the daughter of the King, Oberon. Syllia, having been born into the royal family, was of course spared the executioner’s axe, but with little magical or physical ability, could not be officially recognized as the Princess.

For much of the beginning stage of her life, she lived as an outsider in her own home. Neither her father, nor her mother Titania treated her with any kindness or compassion. In fact, among the castle’s elven populace, only two treated her like a person: her elder brother, Aien, and the head of the Royal Guard, Amarille. The latter becoming more of a mother figure to her than Titania ever could.

Over her first twenty years of life, Syllia quickly grew a rebellious streak, pushing against her family’s rules every chance she could. Eventually, this evolved into her leaving the castle for extended periods. Sometimes a few hours, sometimes a few days. And in those absences, she began to see how the other races were treated in their current system.

She’d seen plenty of humans, dwarves and beast folk before of course. Her family had several slaves on staff in the castle, but in comparison, the slaves elsewhere lived in horrific conditions. Starvation was rampant, their owners beat and sometimes even killed them in public completely without shame… it mortified her.

So, she decided to do the one thing she’d never done before: ask her father a favor. Obviously, this did not go over well. Enraged by her blatant disregard for her place, she was struck across the face and removed from the throne room by the royal guard. This only served to harden her hatred for their current system. Weak as she was, however, she was powerless to change it. But that would not stop her from trying.

With Aien and Amarille’s help, she began to train her magical ability. However, while she, like all elves, was gifted with a massive pool of Mana, she was not gifted with the ability to draw on it as effectively as even the most average elf. It quickly became clear this would be a long-term endeavor. One the current generation of slaves would never live to see come to fruition. So alongside her training, she began to publicly advocate for better treatment, and an outlawing of executions.

Her words largely fell on deaf ears among her own kind, but the slaves always listened. For the first time, they were seeing an elf publicly declare that they cared about their well-being, and while nothing changed for them due to this, a feeling of hope began spreading through the slaves. Quickly, Syllia became widely known to all slaves across the continent.

Years went by. As Syllia slowly grew stronger, her words held a bit more impact among the younger generation of elves, but still did little to change anything for the slaves. One day, in the midst of her training, the kingdom received word of a massive army invading from across the sea to the east. Entire cities along the coast had already fallen, and the army was pushing deeper into the continent with every passing day. According to the reports, they were humans, and killed every elf they found, while sparing the slaves. Supposedly, their leader was a human powerful enough in black magic to match Oberon.

Seeing their goals as perhaps a noble one, Syllia urged her father to parlay with them. Perhaps they simply wanted the slaves freed? She didn’t know for sure, but that is what their actions implied. Her father, of course, refused. Seeing them as a group on the path of genocide.

As he mustered his army, preparing to meet this force on the battlefield, Syllia sent a message to the leader of the army in secret, begging them to parlay with her in a neutral location: a small cliff side on the southern coast. The only people she told about this were the slaves she’d come to be in normal contact with, her brother, and Amarille, who obviously was adamantly opposed to the idea, but agreed under the condition she accompany her and the two carry with them teleportation crystals just in case. Together, with those terms agreed upon, they set out to meet with the enemy leader.

Upon arrival the sun was already setting, making her fear the leader wouldn't come for fear of an ambush, but Syllia was overjoyed to find that the leader had indeed arrived, and with only themselves and a small entourage. It turned out to be a young woman, perhaps barely older than Syllia herself. She was strangely pale, with dark brown hair and blood red eyes, dressed in adorned armor that looked more like decoration than protection.

She greeted Syllia, introducing herself as Queen Mira, and they began discussing her intentions. Much to the elves’ relief, Mira ensured her intentions were to free the slaves. Syllia agreed with her on how abhorrent the system of slavery was and how it needed to end, and Mira expressed how happy she was to hear her say that. They began to discuss terms of ending the war before it began, which of course involved freeing all the slaves. All seemed to be going well.

As their discussions came to a close, however, Mira’s demeanor shifted. She looked Syllia in the eyes and asked her if the slaves liked her. She seemed like someone the slaves would like. Syllia of course said that she would like to think so, yes. Without another word, Mira moved faster than even Amarille thought possible, plunging a suddenly clawed hand deep into the chest of the princess, the claws nearly touching her heart.

As the shock of what happened washed over her, all Syllia could do was mutter a quiet “huh?” as Amarille drew her blade and charged the Queen. With frightening speed, Mira removed her hand from Syllia’s chest and charged to meet the royal guardsman, catching her blade with her bare hand, tearing off her arm.

As Amarille screamed, Syllia’s legs grew weak and she fell onto her back, blood beginning to pool in her mouth and gush out of her wound. Very suddenly, the sound of tearing flesh silenced Amarille’s screams and as Syllia struggled to see what was happening, her mother figure’s severed head fell to the ground next to her, a look of anguished fear frozen on her face.

Mira now stood over her, looking down at her with cold glowing red eyes and blood dripping from her mouth. She smiled, showing a pair of sharp fangs, and kneeled down next to the princess.

“You’re all going to die,” she said. “Every last elf will be put to the sword. I��ll send your heads to the castle as a nice little message to your people.”

She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. They lied. And those fangs, those eyes… was she even a human?

Desperation filling her body, Syllia struggled against the numbness beginning to overtake her as her blood drained from her body, and forced herself to stand, just barely managing to do so as Mira watched on in amusement.

Clutching her bloody wound, and struggling to breath as blood dripped from her mouth, she stared down the creature in front of her. An intense fear filled her as she stared into those eyes, and she knew two things now: even if she were uninjured, she wouldn't be able to fight this… thing, and even if she could, she needed to escape more than she needed to fight.

As she reaches into the pocket of her robe, however, Mira was already onto her, quickly grabbing her arm before she could pull out the teleportation crystal hidden inside.

“Cute,” she said, slowly pulling her arm out of her robe, and taking the crystal from her. “You have a certain inner strength, little elf, to stand after such a wound. Perhaps killing you would be the boring option…”

Mira grabbed her by the throat now, pulling her head to the side, exposing her neck. Before Syllia could even try to resist, she sunk her fangs deep into her neck. They were cold, like daggers of ice piercing her skin, and the numbness in her body quickly overtook her consciousness and Syllia fell limp.

Mira let her now lifeless body fall to the dirt, smiling down at her handiwork as she licked the blood still present on her lips. She quietly turned and motioned for her entourage to toss Syllia from the cliff side, before retrieving Amarille's head.

From here, Syllia’s body would be tossed into the ocean, and Amarille’s head delivered to the capital with a mocking letter claiming that Syllia’s head would have been included, but they mangled it beyond recognition, so they didn’t see a point. Outrage began to spread among the elves, especially when Aien told his father what Syllia went to do, but it was nothing compared to the outrage among the slaves.

The princess, the only elf to show them compassion, murdered by a once-thought liberation army. And not just murdered, but apparently brutalized beyond recognition. Support for the invaders quickly died out as news of this spread throughout the land, which only served to delight Mira. The chaos this would cause would be palpable.

As the war raged on, the elves lost more and more land. Even with the slaves outraged at Syllia’s death, their desire to get revenge on the invaders did not slow their progress. Eventually, much of the continent became conquered, elves becoming an endangered species as their cities dwindled to a small handful. Within the year, only one city remained. The capitol. Oberon, Titania, and Aien led what forces they had left to fight against the invaders, but were quickly annihilated.

Now what few elves remained stood defending the, using every ounce of black magic knowledge and clever tactics they had to keep the invaders out, but there were just too few left capable of fighting. The invaders broke down the gates and flooded into the city, slaughtering every elf they came across.

As the city burned, there remained one final hold-out at the castle. A small group of elves, largely women and children, were desperately holding the doors shut. They prayed to the gods for mercy, even attempting to offer their surrender to the invaders, but both fell upon deaf ears. In a matter of hours, the castle doors fell and the extermination of the elven race was complete.

The slaves, of course while now free, were not happy with what had happened. A new war began almost as soon as the last one ended, with slaves revolting all over the continent. The invaders, worn down by the fighting, could only put up a meager defense as the slaves overwhelmed and slaughtered them. Mira simply watched as this happened, all too happy to slink into the shadows as her army fell to the people she set them up to save, relishing in every second of bloodshed.

Over the centuries following this event, the world would move on, with the former slave races forming their own kingdoms and having their own conflicts, slowly reducing the elves to a chapter in the history books.

Down on that southern cliff side, slumbering deep beneath the waves, lie the princess who died that day. The princess who wanted to save the slaves, and change her people for the better. The princess who, to the knowledge of only one, awaited the day she would rise from the waves once again, reborn anew into a world without her people. Reborn as a something no longer truly an elf. A vampire sired by the first of their kind so long ago.

The Sanguine Princess.

[quinloki]

I just wanted to come in and scream about how excited I am for between the three of us! For a lot of my time in the fandom I was blind and didn't see the appeal in the older one piece men as much, but I just turned 32 last month and I'm suddenly seeing the light. Marco had the best glowup and seeing him in Wano made me freak out. BTW I gotta say I love how you write dialogue cause I find myself looking forward to that almost more than the smut. Hope your day gets better and thanks for your work!

... y'all I thought I posted the first two chapters to tumblr and it turns out I did NOT.

Nor did I to Ao3.

I'm going to fix that right now. (I'll be posting it to @poly-thot-one-piece-edition since it's Marco x Reader x Shanks )

Ah! "I love how you write dialogue" \o/ Thank you! I am a decent hand at dialogue and banter I think ^_^ At the very least I do enjoy writing it =D

(I got sidetracked from answering this by a request from a friend of mine to try and dig up an OLD ASS art piece, and now I can't remember what else I was going to say! 😱)

But thank you again, and let me get those chapters posted before my easily distractable ass gets distracted again XD

[mistmoose]

The blower went out in my AC unit (which means no heater) and I can't get it replaced until after the new year... so we'll be freezing our toes off for a bit! Fun fun.

I plan to go out and get a couple of heating pads to put in the cat haunts so the babies will continue to be toasty warm when they're not already toasty warm sleeping on us and between us in bed.

There will be hot chocolate, sock warmers, and lots of burritoing in blankets for the next week+ and probably a lot of huddling in the office where the PCs live because WARMTH! xD

Hope y'all's day is going fabulously better than mine and continues to do so for the rest of December and beyond! <3

[crystalirises]

i am completely in love with your harry potter au, got any more crumbs? maybe some young georgebur falling in love? maybe some george x revivebur reunion?

(2/2) oh also I have this hc that not only did wilbur trust george with the hufflepuff cup horcrux just like bellatrix, but that he also made george's wedding ring into the ring horcrux (yk the one that poisoned dumbledors hand? except this one wouldn't be cursed obviously) so george would always have a piece of his husbands soul with him wherever he goes :,( <3 this is way to romantic in my head considering the fact that you have to murder someone and literally split your soul in half to create a horcrux🤦

hello! So this might not be exactly what you wanted cause I kinda like...

You know when you want to write but you're like... nah, I'm tired?

Yeah I'm currently going through that XD. My second year in college is starting next week so I've been busy with enlistment of classes and stuff. I did do something about this (along with other stuff cause I couldn't help myself and someone else asked before if I could make like a second prompt for what happens to Fundy after he got obliviated).

So yeah, this is like ten parts of drabbles that take place in this AU. Sorry if this isn't what you wanted. I'm very sorry.

Fair warning, some parts are dark cause... Georgebur are the villains and well they win and this is a Harry Potter AU, y'all know the villain, y'all know what his agenda is.

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31985884/chapters/82666897

I. First Meeting

“You’re all bark, Mr. Soot.”

He stopped, one foot already at the top of the stairs. Wilbur threw a careless glance back.

And, oh, he was glad he looked back. There were many students within Slytherin, and he only recalled the most interesting ones. George Lore had always been very intriguing. “How so?”

“You’re charming, but I’ve seen your… skills. You’re not very sharp.”

Wilbur laughed, moving back down the stairs to where George waited. He’ll show him sharp.

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II. Expelled

“George Lore, the only man I will ever love, I believe this is where we part ways—”

“Wilbur, please keep your mouth shut and assist me with my luggage.” Of all the replies, Wilbur did not expect that. He glanced behind George where a bunch of suitcases waited eagerly to board the boat that would lead them back to the train station. Wilbur was stricken. When they’d expelled him for the murder of some… honestly, he wasn’t quite sure who he had murdered - some nobody mudblood, that was all… one, he had expected George to track him down just for the sake of lecturing him on his stupidity. Yet it seemed, that wasn’t the case. “Well, Wilbur? What do you say? Do we head home to your family’s manor or to mine? Either works for me.”

“Love, as much as I would love for you to stay at my home, what are you… huh?” George rolled his eyes, huffing before finally placing his bags on the boat, muttering on how useless Wilbur was and how he really was just charms and good looks. Not to be upstaged, Wilbur immediately took over, carrying George’s heavy bags onto the boat despite his confusion. He bit the bottom of his lip, watching as George stepped on board, sitting down as he waited for Wilbur to get his own bags into the boat. “Don’t tell me you’ve snuck out. Think of your grades, love, you care so—”

“I care more for you than some school who accepted those filthy mudbloods in the first place.”

Wilbur smiled, “And that’s why I love you. Whoever I killed, they had it coming.”

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III. Isolation

George was growing tired of the same dingy walls.

He never thought he’d end up in Azkaban, but fate tends to surprise you.

They trapped him in there, thinking that the dementors would drive him to the brink of madness.

He’d be damned if they were to devour his happiness. His husband was dead, and so was their son. There was no happiness in his mind, and he could not bring himself to hope. Hope meant food for those damned abominations. He’d keep his thoughts and his emotions kept under lock and key. He won’t let them take what was left of what he remembers of Wilbur and their child.

He refuses to lose them again. Not again.

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IV. Loss

He wasn’t an orphan, but now he felt like he was.

Fundy rushed out of the house, hands wet with sweat despite the cold and rainy weather of London. His bag dragged across the pavement, his shoes splashing against the murky puddles. He didn’t dare to turn back, he couldn’t. Dream and Sapnap would be devastated if they knew what he had done, but Fundy couldn’t stay and endanger his parents any longer. He loved them, they were the best parents a kid could ever ask for. But Sally and Jared Salmon would be better off thinking that they never had a son and that their lifelong dream was to move to the Netherlands. Fundy walked faster, scared that he’d turn back the longer he stayed near the house.

He could feel the tears gathering in his eyes, but Fundy knew he needed to be strong. Sapnap and Dream needed him to be strong. They’ve all lost too much. He won’t cry until the war is over.

Who knows? Maybe he’ll actually like living in the wizarding world.

He just wished it didn’t have to come with the cost of his parents forgetting he ever even existed.

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V. Wedding Ring

George found it to be quite amusing, honestly.

You would think that the Order would know better. Incompetent fools, all of them.

He admired the ring on his finger, a small smile on his face. When they’d dragged him away to Azkaban, they had given him the mercy of leaving the wedding ring that Wilbur had proposed to him with. It was hilarious, if only they had known that they had been looking at a horcrux.

His husband’s horcrux. He shook his head, gazing over at the man who stood at the head of the war table. A map of Hogwarts laid on the surface, his husband’s focused gaze nearly covered by his curly, dark chocolate brown hair. He’d join in on the brainstorming once Wilbur had gained a bit of a plan. While George did adore his husband… he was more the charms than the brains.

For now, he keeps a part of his love’s soul close to his heart.

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VI. Knitting Habits

He’s never held a knitting needle before in his life, but he can’t say that knitting wasn’t fun.

“I never thought I’d see the day. You’re getting old, love. Should I get you a rocking chair too?”

George threw a ball of yarn towards Wilbur, eliciting a laugh as it hit Wilbur directly on the face.

“Ever the humorist, Wil. It would be funny if it wasn’t coming from a man who literally came back from the dead and looks decayed.” He sighed, leaning against the wall of the alcove. Wilbur was still mulling over their plans, a crease in his forehead. “I’m making a scarf for our little son.”

Now here’s to hoping that Fundy would like it. George did do it with the colors of their family.

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VII. Home

He trembled, the effects of the spell washing over him like a pile of snow.

George was whispering into his ear, but Fundy couldn’t hear him over the sound of his own breathing. Dream was dead, Sapnap got hit by a crucio spell, and George was taking him back to be tortured all over again. He continued to shiver, tears pouring past his cheeks no matter how hard he tried to keep himself from crying. The world around them melted back into existence, but all he could feel was his heart beating loudly in his chest and the arms wrapped around him.

“Shh, shhh, you’re alright, sweetheart.”

His captor pulled him along, keeping an arm wrapped around his shoulders, squeezing him every now and then each time he tried to put a bit of distance between them. He was led inside a room, and from the way it looked, Fundy could tell it wasn’t an ordinary guest room. It felt too lived-in, too personal. George led him to sit on the edge of the bed, gently petting his messy and dirty hair.

“It’s alright, Fundy. You’re home with dads now.”

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VIII. Scarf

Fundy scowled, the scarf somehow tight against his neck despite it practically falling off.

He felt George adjust it back around him, fussing over him like he was a child and not some captive that they’ve been keeping locked inside their room. Fundy knew he wasn’t the tallest, his best friends already joke - well, they used to - about it, but George was just a foot taller and still he somehow felt even smaller. He huffed, moving away until his back was against the wall of the alcove. George didn’t make a move to follow him, simply sighing before turning back to Wilbur.

He buried his face against the scarf, trying to bring himself comfort.

If he tried hard enough, he could catch the faint scent of ash and black licorice. Sapnap had worn the scarf at some point during the battle since he thought it looked comfortable to wear. Fundy had given it to him since he didn’t know where it came from and it had been too big for him.

What he’d give to go back to that time, instead of clinging to the fading scent of his best friend.

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IX. Very Dark Blue Eyes

There was a stranger in his room.

Fundy nervously fiddled with the end of his scarf. His wand was still on the nightstand where he had left it, and the stranger was blocking his way. He’d barely seen anyone for the past few months aside from his dads, but he could already tell who the stranger was. The stranger was his age and had long black hair falling past his shoulders. Fundy knew he was a Halo immediately.

“Holy shit… Fundy! Finally, I’ve been scouting the fucking grounds for hours! This place has terrible security, well except for the wards but they were easy to break.” The stranger rambled on and on, each word striking Fundy with more confusion. He wasn’t sure why he was acting like they knew each other. Fundy had no friends - aside from his Uncle Tommy but Uncle Tommy was awkward around him - so he wouldn’t know the stranger, especially since they were a Halo of all things. The stranger moved closer, wrapping an arm around his shoulder. “I missed you!”

“Who are you?” He moved away from the stranger’s hold, avoiding the stricken look that the stranger was giving him. Fundy scowled. Of all the times to leave his wand where he couldn’t reach it. “I know you’re one of those… Halos at least. Now, how did you get inside my room?!”

“Fundy…” Very dark blue eyes gazed at him, hurt dancing in their stare. “It’s me, Sapnap…”

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X. You’re a Wizard, Fundy

The letter came at some point during the night.

His mama had asked his papa if he’d enrolled Fundy in a faraway school by accident, but papa had said that he hadn’t. They were whispering about it during breakfast, throwing glances at him every so often as though they didn’t want him to hear. He pretended not to care, attention focused on his breakfast. Mama and papa weren’t arguing, but it almost felt like they were. He hoped that their conversation would be over soon, but it continued even after Fundy finished his breakfast. He left his plate on the table before walking out of the dining room and into the hall. Mama and papa didn’t seem to even notice that he had left. Now to find what was the problem.

He found the problem all too quickly, his scavenger hunt cut short by the fancy letter that had been left on top of a table in the hallway. Fundy held the letter in his hand, the paper coarser than most that he’d felt. He knew he shouldn’t be snooping, but his mama and papa never talked about something so incessantly, at least not something about him. He snuck back into his room, the letter clutched in his hand. Maybe he’d failed his entrance exam at the school his parents were enrolling him in? He pouted, but he’d studied so hard for it and it had been so easy for him!

Fundy didn’t know why his hands trembled as he tried to pull the letter open. Mama had folded it back to the way it had been, and he couldn’t really see the trace of ink at the back. A part of him wanted to hide it away, maybe then mama and papa would stop worrying about it. He didn’t know why, but a part of him felt like something was about to end the moment he opened the letter. He took a deep breath. He could handle long hours of studying, even though his mama and papa said it wasn’t healthy for him to stay up so late. He could handle what was inside the letter. With shaking hands, he opened it, scanning the life-changing words that were meant for him.

If he only knew what that letter meant at the time, then maybe he would have just burned it.

[abyssal-creed]

Day 19: Someone in your life who inspires you

Tbh there's not really anyone ~i n~ my life that really inspires me that I know personally,,,, but lemme just say,,, Bang Chan from Stray Kids. It might sound weird but out of everyone I can name his is just the first that comes to mind.

He's inspired me and indirectly helped me through so much in these few short years of listening to them, so I guess I'll just name a few hehe

Obviously he is a brilliant composer and artist. The sheer passion and effort that he puts into doing what he does is truly astounding (not that the other members aren't the same) and the way he has stuck with it and gotten better and succeeded has really helped me find the motivation I very very often need to do,,, well most things honestly.

He's a wonderful friend and leader, his patience and understanding and just g o o d n e s s as a person is extremely admirable and I deeply respect him and how he treats his members and others around him. A lot of people don't follow in his footsteps on that account.

Bouncing off of that,,, he (as it seems to me at the very least) is very open minded and as I said before, understanding. Fellow Stay can recall the amount of times he's talked about or referenced (not only on vlive but in their music too!) typically "taboo" subjects or topics that might be a lil uncomfortable for some: mental health, periods, and a very big one for me(!!!) when he called us baby stays and used more inclusive speech to be more inclusive. Better yet, I know you've seen (if not, well then ig you haven't but you should XD) the photos of them going to pride and if I remember correctly Chan has talked about coming out (responding to a stays message during live maybe?) and just accepting people for who they are— kinda goes with their whole I Am... series huh heheh

That last one was very ranty I'm sorry I'm at 2 percent and am just typing everything I think of down XDDD

Um I had so many other thoughts but I'll refrain for now and just wrap this up 💀

All in all,,, Chan has been a guiding light for me (and many other stay) when maybe we struggled to walk by ourselves. He's so giving and strong and has gone through so much to get where he is now and I'll always be forever grateful for clicking on that SKZ video and listening to what they have to say. Obviously I made it to where I am now with my own strength and will,,, but it'd be wrong of me to just refute the impact that Chan has had in my life. It took me a very long time to get where I am now, and I'm not perfect, or completely "okay" but I'm here, and I'm making it in this world. Without his words and music to guide me, I don't think I would've been able to find the strength to discover myself, to accept myself, to learn, to grow, and to better myself not only for those around me but also just for me. I can finally stand up (somewhat hesitantly but I'm still standing) for myself and fight for what I know is right. I'm learning how to be open, how to be vulnerable, and due to him I've found the words to explain my opinions and my identity to those around me even if I know they will be less than supportive.

I honestly can't think of a single person who has helped me more with finding myself but also providing that lil boost to get me back on my feet and running again than Chan has (altho unbeknownst to him). So yeah,,, the person who inspires me to live this life of mine to the fullest and with compassion and understanding? Bang Chan. I honestly don't know how I would have accepted my gender identity without him and his team as a fallback when I wasn't steady. I should've waited for his birthday to post this I don't think I've ever talked so much about someone damn chill babe 😩✋

ANYWAYS!!! I would like to at least in spirit thank Chan (and Minho, Changbin, Hyunjin, Jisung, Felix, Seungmin, and Jeongin) for being so open and honest with stay and for being such pure beautiful souls. No one is without their struggles but despite all of them you guys have fought past them and even helped stay when we're struggling. You're honestly a guiding light for me and many other stay and I hope we can give back even fraction of the joy and comfort that you have given us.

I'm done ranting now y'all I hope all that is legible and comprehensible lol anyways Ilove every one of you and I'm so proud of how far you have come,,, stay safe <<<33333 and good night! pr good morning/afternoon it's 545am for me rn VWUAHHAHA GOOD NIGHT

[crystu-cii]

OF COURSE!!!! I'd say you're hella close to it!!! Definitely closer than I am XDD 💖💞💝💕💝❤️💕💕❤️ A G R EED /hj XDD

Yeah ;w; oohh that sounds super interesting!! I can understand not pursuing a story tho, stories are d i f f icult-- XD fun, but difficult, and you need an attention span for them! (Why do you think I only write one page stories??)

OMS yessss that's so accurate tho-- like I haven't changed much if I'm being honest (I spend a LOT of time inside.. XD) awww-- I can understand that- in japan we didn't have a backyard, so I stopped going outside much at all-- occasionally I biked to convenience stores or walked to vending machines, that was cool, but no backyard :/ having no backyard sUCks, like where am I supposed to scream into the void?? INSIDE?? /j

OMS-- CRYS XDD what a Mood™ tho- "oh I'm gonna continue this thing!!" *does something else entirely*

XDD It was done Against My Will™ (get Against My Will on the album I Haven't Awoken Well Rested Since I Was A Child by the band The Bags Under My Eyes Aren't Makeup! XD) MOOD-- I spent the quarantine summer doing nothing but staying up until the sun rose and sleeping until it was at its peak- where did the time goooo

I AGREE HOW DARE HE- LIKE EXCUSE?? YOU TINY HEATHEN??? anyways now I'm trying to go back to squirting him with a squirt bottle to startle him(even tho he's a fan of water, the harsh spray startles him) but anyways thank you crysss I'm never getting a cat in my life now bc of this rude child (dogs are superior anyways /hj)

(and now time to reply to the OTHER ask cause I'm efficient and not going to send two separate asks to respond to things that can be responded to at the same time.. ....why did I even ramble about that wtf henry(huh I never refer to myself by name that felt weird))

Okay!! No worries dude, you can always take your time with replies, I just don't trust tumblr XD 💞❤️💕💝💝💖💕❤️💖 of course!!! Thank you!!! 💖💕💕💖💞💕

Oooh!!! That sounds super fun!!! Man I miss hanging out with my friends-- but my closest friend(lives in my neighborhood) has a parent who works in other people's houses, so high risk, and the rest live several hours away :)) but anyways yeah that sounds hella!!!! I love that y'all were just like "okay well. we're gonna hang out anyways." XDD

Aww-- I'm glad you are!! My brother and his bf were supposed to come but I think we have to postpone that cause someone in his workplace tested positive for covid :( YESS FOODDDD-- oooh cheesecake?? I've never heard of having it on Thanksgiving!! Usually we have pumpkin, cherry, apple, and pecan pies!! (We're having pumpkin and cherry ones this yeah!! Two pumpkin pies, a cherry pie, and a cherry cobbler--) I... Have never heard of pineapple pie in my life! Sounds like it would make pineapple-on-pizza haters burst into tears tho--

YOURE WHAT-- CRYS YOU HEATHEN IT IS NOVEMBER!!!!! /j I can't stand Christmas music, being a choir student made me not be a huge fan of it-- too much Christmas music.. ugh. (Straight no chaser is tolerable at least. And Pentatonix. And covers by artists I like. But if I have to hear Jingle Bells ONE MORE TIME--) YESSS BESTOW UPON ME THOU'S PRESENCE AND PRESENTS... Ooh nice!! Pfft XDD Yess- I have multiple on my wishlist-- mostly for the switch-- OMS I CAN'T BELIEVE I DIDN'T ASK FOR THSC-- MAYBE IM THE HEATHEN--

Okay, it's January 5th! Literally not even two weeks after Christmas-- Feel free to scream happy birthday at me :3 XDD now I'm curious, what's yours?

awhhh thank you ;w;; 💕💞💕💞💞💕💞

and legiT- and omg- also what i do a lot is thinking i have a story all in control but then i realise that i only focused on the main parts and nOT the transitions and all that shit and then i end up last minute thinking them- XDD and ngl one page stories sound SOO much better- imo- not just for writing- but for reading as well- whenever i go to see a fanfic I always read the ones that has one chapter- dunno how to fully explain it- possibly cause its satisfying to see a story actually have its end other than a long lasting series that will never end- XDD oneshots are my FUEL

buT WoW omg this topic has now made me realise how i barely go outside- XDD i wish there would be other thingd around my neighborhood other than a "park" that has DEAD GRASS and the sprinklers go off like every hour for some reason- duNNo what the builders were thinking but i guess i dont mind- i stay in my house a whOLELE lot xD

and YESS IT GETS ME EVERYTIME- "hey lets draw-" *-WRITES-* XDD AND ABHAHAHAHA (NOW ON YOUR LOCAL MUSIC STORES- XDDDD) and omG MEEE- the times i would usually sleep would be around 3 am to 6 am- ironically my mom has a more screwed up schedule than i do- and SHE STILL HAS- last night she told me that she hasnt slept in 48 HOURSSS- MaMAAA PLEASE SLEEP

GO AWAY CAT HEATHEN- XD and omG a squirt bottle of water yes XDD and awh i definitely understand now how youll not get a cat- sounds like a hecka pain ;0;; i never even had a pet before (or not that i would recall- oh wait i think i had fish but i have an embarrassing story that made my mom ban fish from the household- OH MAN the shame)

and yeahh oh man- i hope you are okay with all these topics XDD and thank you!! 💕💞💕💞💕💞💕💞

awwhh i see- i wish you can hang out with your friends without it being too risky! that reminds me of that one time where my friend said "hey so uh you guys can hang out at my house since at my parent's workplace someone was positive for covid" and then immeadiately after they were like "SO WE NEED TO GO TO ONE OF YOUR GUYS' HOUSE" and Im LIKE- UH- NOO??? nOt AfTEr you just say THAT- nuh uh- thankfully we didnt hang out that day- better safe than sorry xD

and omggg those pies sound AWWESOMEEEE- i always wanted to try pumpkin pie before but when i asked my mom that she was like "nO iTS diSGusTing" and im like "*visible confusion*" and lOwKEY SAME- pineapple pie just sounds a bit off but my mom was really hyped to make it xD i'd actually say its not that bad! but im still not a fan of pineapple so uhhh xD (aNd YEAH IT DOES feel like it would make those haters cry-- XDD)

and PFHAOHFA IM A LIVING HEATHEN- XDD omg at this time of year- it gets CRAZYY for me- first off- Tree is a true filipino- right when it was the first day october- youd hear them say "FUCK HALLOWEEN"(and id just whine to them like "BUT HALLOWENENENEN") and then their family set up a whole christmas tree and over-the-top decorations- and omg- if you hate christmas music- you would despise the philippines sO MUCH- when the FIRST day of SEPTEMBER hits- CHRISTMAS MUSIC ON ALLLLL THE STORES- it will drive you WILDDD ( yeah its actually a normal filipino thing- not that i ever went to the philippines myself at tHAT time of year- but my friends and family tell me all about it- filipinos are the true christmas maniacs XDDD)

and awhhh choir must be a pain ;0;;; that would remind me how on one concert- the beginners class of choir screamed on purpose even though they werent supposed to- the teacher got so pissed XDDD and YESSS PRESENTSSSS- and awh man- i actually dont own ANY consoles at all- so the only things i can ask for is steam games- last year for christmas i got just shapes and beats- which was WORTHHH

and oo YAY- now i shall mark that on my calander- XD and mine is february 7!

[artsyhamsterdraws]

My first Artist alley experience

So I did it. I survived! Can I get a wahoo yeehaw boiiiiii

*cough*

Anyway I wanted to write a "lil" thing about it all, like how it went, what I learned and shit like that. So here we go~

The convention I've been going to for a while now (3 times if you count this one) is called Närcon summer, and it's a "bit of everything" convention in Linköping (sweden) that happens every summer, but they also have one in the winter and fall as well, tho I've never been to those. (I want to try and get to Närcon Winter this time if it's possible).

It's pretty big. Apparently this year they got about 12.500 visitors over the weekend, so I got to meet a lot of people!

So, how was it?

Well if I wanna be short and straight to the point, it was amazing. I had so much fun and I can't wait to return!

Long answer? Well this one will go through the whole experience from start to finish. So buckle up kiddos this might get boring.

So for me it started even before the convention opened it's gates. During it I had decided to try and sell sketchbook commissions for 50 sek (like 5 bucks), because (1): It meant I would have something to do and wouldn't just have to sit at my table and stare off into space, and (2): Seemed fun.

I then decided to try and start selling them before the convention started, so that some people could come and pick them up day 1 if they wanted to. This worked, way better than expected. In the end I had 5 drawings to make before I even got there.

Here also comes the first thing I learned!

If you sell it for cheap, some people will tip you once they see the final result!

Not everyone paid extra, but I had a couple do it and that seriously almost brought tears to my eyes :')

I had reasons for selling them for so little, but I know that it was way too cheap considering the amount of time I put into each of those drawings. I just felt that; since basically no one knows who I am and this is my first time having a table, this would be a good way to get my name and work out there.

I mean, it did work since I sold 13 of them in total? Over 3 days? (I've never drawn that many things in such a short amount of time ever before).

At first I thought I wouldn't be able to sell more commissions once I got there since I already had 5 of them to do (3 of which I managed to finish before I got there). But apparently I can be fast if I need to? Suddenly they were all just...done and I opened up the commissions again!

Here are a couple of them that I remembered to take pics of:

It was a mix of fanart, original things and OC´s! Some of them I actually wanna make digital versions of cause I think they would look cool...

Once I got there I had to face one of my fears...my neighbors...  I had no idea what so ever who I would be seated with so I was afraid these upcoming 3 days would be filled with awkward silence and avoiding eyecontact. BUT! And that's a huge but (hehe)! They were great. Literally first second I met them I was like "yeah this is going to be fine".

We had so much fun, and once it got late we would sing Abba songs, and today I feel sorry for the people that had to listen to us... :P

I hope to meet them again next närcon, but the gods probably won't put us as neighbors again. They're probable mad at us for the Abba thing...

Oh and, they're both very talented and y'all should check them out! Here are their instagrams!

Literalpleb Apeachiations

Both had a bunch of fire emblem stuff, and apeachiations had some real pretty steven universe prints I wish I could buy but I don't watch steven universe so :(

Oh and I was given amazing gifts from them!

Then I bought these 2 key..chains...rings...I can't remember the english word....

Anyway I saw the Kirby one and knew I had to get it, and then I was talked into gettin the other one (I love it and wanted it don't get me wrong. It's a joke). I have yet to play the new fire emblem because my pre-order is back home and I'm at my parents place for another couple of weeks so :(

(I bought stuff from other people as well but I'll show that at the end!)

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Setting up the table was fun! I decided to bring my bookmarks and a couple of prints, + like 8 stickers of my hamster logo. I gave 2 of them away tho to my neighbors .

Oh and I put one of my cosplay rifles on the table as well because I decided it would be too much work carrying 2 around. x'D

It started out slow. Most people just stopped by and looked and then moved on. I sold maybe 1 print and 2 bookmarks the first day? I didn't expect much anyway since it was my first time there. Honestly I'm surprised one of my prints even got sold ^^' So I wasn't that put down by the first day...

But then it was Friday, the second day, and things started picking up! I sold out one of my prints! Someone even decided to buy that damn rifle I randomly threw on there, which was amazing. I still can't believe it?

Friday was also the day my friend and I decided to do our cosplay. I missed a couple of hours in the alley because of that, since we had to get back to the hotel and change and all. Tho we did it during the evening so that it would get colder outside and we wouldn't miss THAT much time.

The alley closed around 10pm so we left around 3 to change, got back at 7 and spent those last hours there. Once it closed we also stayed way later at the convention, just walking around and actually looking at things!

Ok back to artist alley!

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The last day I entered the building, and then only went outside once to buy a drink. Other than that I literally sat there a whole day. 10-10. (Don't worry I had a friend with me that came and went with drinks/snacks).

This day was by far the busiest! I had figured out already that most people wait until the last day before they buy a lot, which makes sense since you want to scope out the whole place before deciding on anything. Saturday (the last day) was also probably one of the days most one-day goers chose? I don't have evidence but that's the day I would choose if I only went 1 day at least...

I decided I would have sales on the last day. For example you got a discount if you bought a whole set of bookmarks. The commissions stayed the same price tho since it was already so cheap. ^^'

In the end I sold 45 bookmarks, the rifle, all my stickers, 13 commissions and all prints except for the 2 with the woman laying in flowers :/ My poor Selma (oc). Might put those on my etsy? I still have bookmarks there btw! Even though I sold a lot those did not sell out. xD

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Now, the last day was also the day I bought stuff from others. I decided not to buy anything from the big shops in the other building, and only spent my money on food and artist alley stuff!  Gotta support em fellow artists ya know!

I already listed the things I bought from my neighbors, but I went outside of our little hidden away corner too (I did not pay extra for like a good seat heh...).

I had table 74 (in the upper right corner)...so yeah we were very hidden. Considering the bad spot my table did very well!

Anyway, Here's the cool shit I bought!

The artists' Instagrams:

Linn Standal (Cinnapai)

Emma Lupine

Linda Lithén

I also picked up a bunch of business cards from people I couldn't buy from this time...

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So then. What did I learn for next time? Weeeeell...let's make a list I guess!

If you sell commissions for cheap, some people will tip you once they see the final result! (These people are very kind)

The first day is slow. Don't panic!

You always need to bring more business cards than you think. I thought I had enough but nope, they were gone halfway past the second day :/

Next time I'll bring more prints. (Only brought 2 of each, except for the spirited away one. Of that I had 4)

People make cute sounds when they see something they like :'D

Hhhh people are so kind!

Take pictures of your damn commissions!

Bring more drawing paper. (I had to buy a new sketchbook the last day cause I had like...one empty page left)

Leave a sketchbook on the table for people to look through

You're not as bad as you think you are.

People are very kind

Put the commission sign in the middle where it's easy to see it. A lot of people didn't see mine before I moved it.

Putting a sign saying "only one left" on an almost sold out item is good.

Keep track of which prints get the most people to stop. Make note of this and order more of them for next time.

Also take notes whenever someone buys something, so you know how much you sold!

Find something you can hang your prints on so you don't have to lay them on the table. There's not as much space as you think there is.

EAT!!! FFS!!!

Write down your instagram on your business card! (I forgot I had one xD)

Aaaand I think that's that?

Like I said, I had an amazing time and I really hope to do something like this again very soon! Hopefully I'll have time and money to get to Närcon winter. I'll at least try and grab myself a table just in case, and sell it if I can't go in the end. I probably won't cosplay there tho and only focus on artist alley. ^^'

Well, how the fck did you read all this? Impressive. I am impressed. Here's a picture of my cat as a price!

Bye!

[heartsoftruth]

Are we just not going to talk about the fact that Neymar tried to make his father look good by saying he didn't want him to move. 😂😂 nothing in the world will make me believe his dad didn't have a hand in all this oh ney u love ur friends and family way tooo much even tho i feel they at times take advantage of it i still admire u for this!❤❤

Anonymous said:Neymar is OBVIOUSLY protecting his dad as always because of all the things that have been said about him. Because that part of the message mentioning his dad was totally unnecessary but he did...Ney LOVES his dad well all know and always Jumps to defend him

Anonymous said:In his message, neymar specifically said that his father wanted him to remain in Barcelona, but it was Neymar himself that wanted to leave

True, I dont buy that bit either... But oh well I can't blame him for trying to defend his father who he loves dearly. I would do the same with mine. 

Anonymous said:Well because he left in a really bad note with the club (not the players tho I think pique might be 'angry') and besides his father is threatening to sue them for the loyalty bonus so can't blame them for not posting anything tbh. Sad but oh well he and his dad could have done this amicably from the start

Well they almost all did yesterday! :) Happy about that! 

Anonymous said:He's leaving alvaro too 😥

Yeah I also get that feeling? :(

Anonymous said:I'm lost and confused right now I don't even know who to follow. Or what blogs to follow, I know nothing about PSG so how do i keep updated on him up

Exactly. I’m also trying to find a few good ones. At least on Twitter. I mean enough Insta accounts, but I also need some real news haha. 

Anonymous said:Ash I just read something scary about Ligue 1 and now I am scared for Ney . Apparently the defenders are way more physical than la liga and injure players a looot. With the way Ney plays this will be a serious problem,...I rely hope this boy doesn't get injured or worse become a failure with this move. He is toooo good do this

I think it indeed is physical. I dont know the level of it tho... I guess we will find out... He will be ok. He is used to fouls on him. He jumps. 

Anonymous said:ofc he cares but lmao he still left because of moneyAnonymous said:😂😂😂 out of all the letters Neymar could have chosen he chose "M" 🤔😂

Ok no pun indented but these two asks compiled after each other 😂😂😂😂 Maybe the M was for something else? jisajfhjakdhfk Just joking. Just joking let me live xD 

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Anonymous said:Barcelona have a practice match today u have any idea if its gonna be on television??

Dont think it was aired. Only a highlight now on the site. 

Anonymous said:Y'all in all this mess and drama spare a thought for valverde he must have aged 40years more by now😂 seriously tho he has a huuuuuge task ahead of him

HAHA poor Valverde... What a way to start a season by having your 2nd best player leave... 

Anonymous said:all Neys statements at this point, including his goodbye msg, are carefully planned, superficial PR statements for press with no real explanation and reason, no one leaves Barca for PSG for challenge! No one!! cuz its no challenge! just anticipated BS... and everyone is bawling over it.. I don't get it. I don't believe half of what he says... he said things like this before which were obviously not true...

Think it’s to be a leader, maybe a challenge and money too. I mean 600k per week I would go live in Parieee. Tho if I already had his money and would be playing with Leo I wouldnt. xD 

Anonymous said:hello ash i am one of your biggest fan s but you may hate me bec i am well real madrid super fan . but i am here to say that i really feel that NEy will achieve the glory with psg yesterday i was surprised that am so sad for his leaving bec for a madrid fan his leaving is good like what ramos said i hope that he can win the CL even if he faced us i will hope to win so all ppl can learn that if you follow your heart you can do it i hope you all support him GLORY GLORY NEYMAR love ya all

asgddsgjhasd my fan?? hahaha. Im just a tumblr account darling. Nothing special ;) 

Well RMA fan or not I think everyone wants to see the best players in one competition. It’s sad he left, but we will get over it. Or like it said maybe not and then we all move along. 

Anonymous said:dont worry he'll do well!glad u found me mature but no honestly i think at some point we all need to stop with he is doing a mistake he wants to be the king so he is leaving. Truth is we dont knw y&we'll never knw obviously the way this happened it hurt ppl but lets be honest what other way cud this have happened? At the end like i said earlier above all he is his own person who has every right to decide what he wants from his life we need to respect that&move on. Bitterness leads nowhere😁

Exactly. We will never know his true reason (publicly). If he make a mistake he will learn from that one too. I can understand that no one understands it now, but maybe if he wins that CL.... 

I mean for now people can sulk and I think many will for a while... Barca will look different without him, play different etc It will have a big effect on our season, but hopefully we will recover from him leaving. And he will do good too.

Anonymous said:Imagine if messi decides to end his career at Argentina and leaves how will u feel at his farewell??

sobbing hysterically. But I know Leo won't leave for another team in Europe. Or something has to drastically change within Barca to force him out or something. 

@malak15x1 said:I feel lil better that he talk Apologize to us and I wish he was more honest but I know it's more business then anything .. plus I'm still hurt every time I see him I feel sad even I can see his beautiful smile again I feel it's what he said about "new challenge" true but I still feel like my boyfriend broke up with me and I'm watching him smiling While I'm eating ice cream with His Shirt 🙄 Sorry but I need to talk to someone lol

Aaawhhh. You can come talk to me. You will hopefully feel better within a few days I’m sure. He looks happy and I mean for him personally that’s important. 

It’s not best for our team to see him leave, but he wanted to go or whatever his reason was he decided to leave. We just have to accept that now. 

Anonymous said:did you see Neymar photos with Lele

Yeah. 

Anonymous said:girl what is ney eye color am so confused

Hazel brown. 

Anonymous said:do you have a link for a full transcript of the press conference? i would like to see all of what both neymar and that sheikh said. i read that he implied that there is something like a release clause for neymar but as they are not used in france im confused. and i also would like to read it all in the order it was said so i can get my own impressions rather then just excerpts... thx

I think you have to google it or you can watch it back online. He indeed said something about a release clause which it weird bc in France they dont work with that...  aka shaaaady. 

Anonymous said:okay ASH here we go now you need to choose between neymar and kevin coz am gonna take the other one ;)

Ney. 

@msn-forever​ said:Thanks a lot for posting so much about neys new adventure! U know it's hard to see him in another shirt than Barca, but anyway I still support him and always will. I'm glad u do the same! Don't be sad if some people don't follow u anymore. U do the right thing to support ney, not psg! Keep doing what u Do!❤

Aaawhh thank you for your sweet message girlie!!! Means a lot to me

Anonymous said:A lot of people been talking about how they see Ney joining Madrid in two or three years, and I'm not gonna lie, I do too. Do you? I think that I (and those other people) can see it because we're very disappointed at the moment. We're just hurt so we're expecting the worst from him. But do you really think he could go to Madrid?

He would be death to me. I think Barca at least put a rule somewhere he can never join them. 

Anonymous said:U guys that's all rabiot can do Instagram fun on field he just disappears under pressure😝 i mean psg team was eliminated by lio alone in the past not to mention an extremely injured messi who was limping soo yeah that team has some mentality issues😝 i am certain dani&ney are bought in to take care of that just like zlatan was once bought. Even ronaldinho😂

HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA. you made me laugh way to hard haha. 

I hate that guy so much already! Fuckkkkkk. 

Anonymous said:even if they got back it gonna fail well lets admit they are not made FOR EACH OTHERS MOVE ON GUYS PLZZZZZ

PLEASEEEEEEEE. 

Anonymous said:I was going through golden shoe winner list leo is getting last season. There is ranking there right? I mean some leagues are considered superior over the others hence have more points??

Yeah, thats true! 

Anonymous said:Yeah, the seats near the corner flag. Now I'm just planning on going to Paris to see him play, but I don't know when I'll have the time/money. Going to Barcelona is always my priority.

Yeah I’m going to Paris too to see him. I was going to Barca this year to see him since I saw everyone else up close besides him... I really want to see him so Paris it is again... 

Anonymous said:Because at one point barca has kicked everyone's ass😂 i mean arsenal is making fun of us arsenal like seriously?!😂😂😂 though on a honest this whole transfer has been pretty embarrassing for the club hopefully we recover soon.HAHHAHA, Let them all sit TF down. We will survive. Barca is more than one player. leo is still with us. The best ever. Anonymous said:I'm the anon that just asked if you were a PSG fan now, thank god you're not! I thought you were going to leave us too since ney left, especially since the world seems to be against us at the moment :( glad to hear you'll still be supporting Barça!!

HAHAHHAHAAH. Nooooo!!! of course not!! Visca el Barca siempreeeeee!

Im a net fan not PSG hahaha. I’m trying to see how that will work our xD 

Anonymous said:fuck i cant see him in that jersey so comfortable

Well... I mean I wouldnt want to have seen him sad tbh. That way I would have thought his father really forced him. 

Anonymous said:if Bruna couldn't move to Barcelona for NEYMAR, what makes you think she can do it now that he's playing somewhere else ??? if she does, then its truly bc of the city and not for him. they need to move on... its better this wayzsdjgjhasgjshad And she said she will work very hard in the upcoming months or something. At least something about work hard/a lot. So it won't work. Anonymous said:How many times did Neymar actually say "um novo desafio" during the interviews ? omgggggg boyhahahahhaha. Anonymous said:what do you think of Di maria ?

Please dont come to Barca XD 

Anonymous said:Who's snapchat was that from?What?Anonymous said:i know why they hate barca bec barca is fucking their ass and winning all of them

Exaclty hhaha.