#anyway. rant over. i'm gonna be mad all day now but whatever

[wings-of-flying]

love it when my cousin cancels plans AGAIN

[0yuri-chan0]

~ Don't leave me ~

Wait.. Wait Sally Face fandom isn't dead? YES! No, because I love sally face like he a murderer but hes my murderer 💅 So you guys like demolished Levi Ackerman and I'm not mad about it. I know this is basic but he's gonna show you his face for the first time. Fluff with a pinch of romance because y'all eat that shit up anyways no more ranting. Enjoy!!

Paring - Sal Fisher (Sally face) x Gn reader

Warnings - None

Genre - Fluff

Yes it was true you and Sal knew eachother for the longest. It also wasn't a secret to the group you liked Sal, well everyone knew. I mean who wouldn't fall hard for the blue haired boy he was sweet and gentle, caring, selfless. Basically near definition of perfect in your eyes. But in his, not so much he didn't see himself like you saw him. He knew he fit the description of a kind soul but definitely not a beautiful one. It was all because of his face, sure you never saw it only Larry, Ash, and Todd had. And if your honest it bugged you a lot, not just because he didn't show you his face no, no, no not that. It was the feeling that he didn't trust you enough to do so. The feeling of sadness that washed over you every time you thought about it. He told you before that it was a hard topic for him to talk about. And you respected that; you really did, it just confused you why you hadn't seen it in all the years of knowing Sal Fisher. So of course you had to find out.

It was a normal day, well not so normal Larry couldn't hang out with you and Sal because he was with Ash at the towns oh so very small mall. Todd said he couldn't hang out because he had a science project which was fine before, you and Sal would hang out all the time doing whatever without the gang. You didn't know why this time was any different. It was awkward you both sitting in his room watching TV as gizmo layed on the bed next to you. Sal on your other side playing on his gear boy. You couldn't help but look at him stealing a couple of glances his way.

Not wanting to get caught staring at him like so many times before. You averted your gaze back to the TV. Now acting like nothing was wrong, it was eating at you and on top of that you didn't think he'd trusted you to show his face. You usually were a outgoing person, a person who voices their concerns. Being quiet was unusual for you and of course Sal noticed, I mean if he did he didn't say anything. You couldn't just blurt out "Sal why don't you show me your face? Do you not trust me?" That would make him anxious and you didn't want to do that to him. I mean who would do that do him? Not you. You looked back at him playing his gear boy. His long slender fingers pressing buttons skillfully might you add. A soft sigh escaping your lips. Trying to hype yourself up to ask him or at least express your feelings. Basically in that moment you were trying to grow a pair as fast as you could.

You opened your mouth and closed it. You needed something to say it could be like 'Sal I need to ask you something' then ease you way into telling him. That was your best option and only option, so you really didn't have a choice. "Sal." You called his name in a soft manner. He only hummed in response not looking away from his gear boy. "Why don't.. Am I the only one who hasn't seen you're face, Sally?" His fingers stop moving in result his character died. His screen showing a red 'Game Over' his head turned to you his eyes focussed on yours.

Did you mess up? Maybe but you really can't think at the moment. You turned your gaze to the floor and exited a deep breath through your nostrils. "What I mean is like. I feel like.. I know I'm. Probably the last to see your face in the gang and I know it takes a lot of trust to let me see it." And there you go, you were rambling nervously because he was looking at you. Your stomach doing flips and heart beating so fast it might give you a heart attack. "You want too see it.. My face?" Now those seven words stopped you from talking. Lifting your head up you looked him in his one good eye the other a prothsic. You nodded your head slowly. "I don't want to force you to show me your face. I want you to be positive you want to." You started picking at your hang skin on your pointer finger. "I want to" Was all he said before he uncliped both the buckles. He held the mask up on his face with his hand and looked down. The gear boy clearly discarded on the bed.

"Don't be scared of me [Y/n]" He said in a shaking voice already very nervous. You sat on your knees facing him on the bed you raised your hand slowly hooking your fingers under his mask. Your pace slow giving him time to pull away if he wanted. He didn't "I would never be scared of you Sal. Your my best fucking friend." He let out a sharp breath when you lifted his mask. His heart was pounding his plams sweaty. He quickly grabbed your wrist with his free hand. "Promise me you won't leave me.." His voice wavered while he spoke. Your gaze soften and a pleasant, calming smile appeared on your face. "I wouldn't dream of it." You truly did love Sal. You looked him into this eyes while he retracted both of his hands back to his side.

You slowly pulled his prosthetic away from his face. Once you saw his face your grip tightened on the plastic mask. His face had a lot of scarring. His nose was deformed as well as his jaw. His jaw was crooked his cheek torn showing some of his top teeth. You could tell chunks of meat were removed from his cheeks. You could clearly tell his left eye was a prosthetic, it being more dull and only staring straight ahead instead of looking at the ground like his other eye was. You brought your hand to his cheek gently. His flinched soon his eyes finally meeting yours. "You're beautiful.." Was all you could say your thumb stroking his cheek gliding over his scars gently. Tears falling from his eyes with ease his hand grabbing your wrist once more. "You really mean that?" He asked in disbelief once you muttered out those two words.

You nodded and leaned forward your lips connecting with a bit of difficulty. You knew this man was touched starved so you let him get use to it. His lips were kinda chapted and the kiss was kinda clumsy but it felt so good at the same time. You felt him visibly relax as you pulled away with a small smile on your face only to be pulled back by his hands behind your neck reconnecting your lips to his. The kiss got more desperate, and more needy.

You finally pulled away with a airy chuckle. "I mean it." He smiled it honestly amazed you how you never saw him smile but it was better then you imagine. "I want... Will you be lover?" You grin and kissed his forehead. "You don't know how long I've been waiting to hear those words." He laughed and grabbed your waist pulling you closer to him. "How long?" He said with a raised brow. "Too long" you mused and kissed him again.

At least you finally know what's under the mask and its beautiful...

Its finished! I had a hard time with this for no reason. Thank you for reading. I have another problem the you guys can solve 🙏 I have no clue what to write next so my request are open to you! Please use it 👀

[penny-the-pissed-poltergeist]

Volume 1 episode 4 rewatch thoughts

.Haven't commented on the intro till now for whatever reason, not going to say "this will be day" isn't an earworm but you can really tell Casey was a teenager when she sang it in some parts. makes we want official rerecordings of this and some of the other older songs with how much better she's gotten (Unless there are already ones and I just forgor)

.Wait, why is Yang looking for Ruby, didn't she want to avoid being on same team as her at this time

.Remember when Yang got mad when her hair was cut? You might think this is going to lead to some rant about how Yang's character has gotten worse but I'm fine with her growing out of that.

.I've heard people say Blake like, sought out Yang but it seems at lot more coincidental to me. (maybe something later shows that and I forgot, IDK)

.Weiss going "I could have killed you" to the girl that literally tanked an explosion to the face yesterday show how overconfident she really was

.Not seeing Ruby and Weiss mount the Nevermore on screen is really stupid

.Pyrrha sounds as much like a robot as Penny does sometimes. that could be a fun AU now that I think about it

.I'm just gonna point out how theHbomberguy video complains about the aura speech while ignoring that fact Ren's fight with the King Taijitu isn't put over it, which is something I haven't seen a single anti-critic point out

."The manifestation of anonymity" is a legit sick as hell way to describe Grimm

.But Pyrrha, you can't go "they are the darkness, we are the light" and then also go "everyone has a bit of both" when referring to light and darkness later, pick one (god it feels like I'm talking about kingdom hearts)

.Have Ren's bullets done any damage to anything ever?

.Shout out to that "make you explode like a balloon" aura attack Ren does, why did all aura techniques have to disappear post volume 3

.Pyrrha giving a speech about how dying for the sake of good is the ultimate way to immortalize yourself puts some of what she does later into context...

.Also if like one strong person can just unlock aura... why doesn't everyone get theirs unlocked? even low aura is better then none and it could still help with dangerous non-combat jobs.

.If Jaune is supposed to be the "Sokka" (the writers have straight up said that what he's supposed to be), then why does he have "a lot of" aura? doesn't making him "the special" defeat the whole point of that character archetype

.Did no one check Jaune Aura level at any point before initiation, shouldn't they have noticed that at some point, or was Ozpin just ready to let him most likely fucking die?

.I just noticed that Ozpin's eyes are brown and not green, did I get fucking "black spot on pikachu's tail"ed RN?

.God I wish Ruby and Weiss bantered more, the last time we got that was like volume 6 I think? Let them have a (at this point WAY more friendly) rivalry again!

."I'm not perfect.. not yet anyway" just love that line

.How is Jaune this dumb, just how

."Some girl's in trouble" Get it? he's effeminate that's a thing we need to make fun of him for... ugh

[strawberryfairi]

“I loved you then…back when I knew you”

Synopsis: 💎 When your old high school best friend, and admittedly, first love randomly shows up at your door one morning after a bit over ten years apart, your memories of him that you once locked away comes flooding back. Are you open to hearing him out after all this time? (In other words…will you take your man back or nah?)

♕Pairings: Kazutora X Black Fem Reader 🤎 🛑Content: 18+, Eventual smut, Some grief, Some angst ~Crossposted On: Wattpad ONLY ~Updating WEEKLY

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CHAPTER 4: FEELINGS

"No! You can't hide it, are you crazy?!"Miyazaki-chan exclaimed with wide eyes.

"What do you mean I can't hide it?!" Your face scrunched up in bewilderment.

You girls were all currently eating lunch in an open classroom, somewhere y'all were sure nobody (nobody as in Kazutora) would find you and overhear.

"That's not a good idea. It never ends well trying to hide it." Asuka added.

"Listen, if you try to hide how you feel you're just gonna look like a dumbass." Miyazaki-chan said, her tone serious.

"So what then, the best option is to just show it and look like an even bigger dumbass?!" You scrunched your face as you spoke.

".....Yeah!" They all nodded.

"Hell naw! That is so stupid!" You ranted, throwing your hands up.

"Hey! I don't know why you're freakin' out about this at week, like what, six?! Why didn't you see this coming?!" Hanako-chan accused, pointing a finger at you.

"What?! Who sees a crush on someone coming? Be for real." You rolled your eyes.

"Literally everyone except you, apparently! You didn't notice the way you've been acting around him? I mean damn, you've had hearts in your eyes since the day he first came to school!" Yumi ranted.

You slapped a hand over your mouth, letting out a deep gasp. "Did I really?!" You asked nervously, your tone much softer now.

"Yes!"

"It was pretty bad."

"Literally hearts in your eyes."

"Everyone noticed."

They all said one after the other. You groaned, covering your face with your hands. "I don't think this is good. I don't know if he likes me ba-

"He does." They once again all said in unison.

"I'm serious, guys!" You whined childishly.

"And we're serious too! I mean think about it, he always walks with you and he defends you all the time!" Yumi said, a slight swoon in her voice.

"Wait what? Defends me all the time? He only helped me once."

"No, that's not true, you're just never there." Hayashi-chan cut in. "Whenever he hears some guys talking about you in a way he doesn't like, he gets super mad, like, really pissed."

You were silent, taking in and registering what she just said. "Well..that's not a for sure sign that he likes me. We'll just have to see, I guess. I'll play it cool as best as I can." You shrugged, sighing in slight defeat.

Crushes are always such a hassle. They can be fun and exciting, but the anxiousness of not knowing how someone feels about you always kinda sucks. Most times crushes end up just being phases anyway, and honestly for your sake, you hoped this one was a phase.

The fifty minute lunch period was soon over, leaving you bored once again in your math class. It was pretty trash having to go from fun lunchtime to boring math, but whatever, that's life. You always sat right up front and to the far left side by the window. You had to be in the front in all your classes because it helped you focus and see better. You hated having to peer through all these different people just to see what's on the board.

At some point in the middle of class a crumbled piece of paper fell onto your desk, right on top of your binder. You looked around with furrowed brows, seeing no one looking suspicious in any way, before opening the paper.

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The next day had come around, Tuesday. It was officially four days into the month of October, and the weather's been much cooler now.

Kazutora noticed you approaching him in the hallway, which left him a bit surprised seeing as he usually comes and finds you. He didn't mind it though.

"Hey Kazi." You greeted him with a small smile. "What's up?" He looked down at you with a little grin. He liked that you weren't afraid to call him by his nickname in school anymore. You used to always save it for when you both were alone or walking home together.

"Uhh, so I actually won't be able to walk home with you today." You mutter, fiddling around with the hem of your skirt.

"Huh?" His brows furrowed.

"Yeah, one of my classmates asked to hang out with me at this park after school." You looked up at him with an apologetic tone.

Wait wait wait, what? Kazutora figured he must be trippin', 'cause did he just hear you say a classmate asked you to the park with them? Yesterday, the crumpled note you received in math class had been an invitation. It wasn't often someone from school offered to hang out with you, so you figured why not? Could be fun, who knows?

"Oh? Who is it?" He tilted his head to the side inquisitively.

You started to get a little nervous. His tone was absolutely not matching the look on his face. He sounded normal as usual, but his eyes looked like there was hellfire behind them.

"He's in my math class. He's really nice so I didn't wanna say no." You skillfully avoided saying who it was, and made sure to add the fact that he's a nice guy, hoping that would somehow make Kazutora feel better about hanging with someone else. From the outside, Kazutora had a pretty composed demeanor, but on the inside he was lighting the whole school on fire. Your words rang loudly in his ears, repeating over and over again.

He's really nice Didn't wanna say no In my math class Really nice

He...it's a he, and he's nice?! So nice, allegedly, that you felt you couldn't say no to him. Just so nice in fact, that you went and chose him over Kazutora. Who is this kid? Where the hell did he get the balls to ask to hang out with you of all the girls in this entire school?! Did he not know you always walked with him now? He really didn't know he'd called dibs on you, like almost a month ago?

"Nice, huh? You like him or somethin'?" He asked as cooly as he could manage, raising a brow.

"Well I mean, I like him but not like that, you know? He's sweet though, and it seems like he's pretty shy." You shrugged, trying to reiterate that your classmate really is a nice guy...again. You'd went and spoke to him for a bit after class, wanting to make sure the note was actually meant for you. He seemed genuinely kind, so why wouldn't you say yes?

It took every fiber of Kazutora's being to not clench his jaw in annoyance. Isn't this just peachy? You both might as well be two peas in a pod, running off into the sunset being shy and sweet together. He didn't like this at all, not even a little. He hated how it made him feel, imagining you being someone else's princess, even though the whole school already knows you to be his own princess.

Kazutora was jealous...as fuck, but he'd never admit that out loud. He hummed in response to you, nodding his head slowly.

"We can walk together tomorrow though, ok? Both to school and back; I promise!" You gave him another one of those sickeningly sweet smiles, placing a hand on his arm. In just that moment he was calm again, looking down at your hand sealing the promise you made to him. Then as soon as your hand left and you told him "I'll see you later" in that silky voice, walking down the hall to wherever you were going, the jealousy came crashing right back in.

He spent the entire rest of the day agonizing over you and whoever it was you'd be spending time with after school. It was causing physical pain at this point not knowing which kid it was in your grade that had the guts to go for you.

Shy my ass.... He thought to himself bitterly.

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At the end of the day, Yamagishi had come to your locker just as he said he would. As you both exited the building, all you heard were whispers and murmurs about why you weren't walking with Kazutora today, and if the two of you broke up. You ignored it, talking about how the day went with him.

Yamagishi really was a sweet guy. As soon as a conversation about something he's into came up, he'd go on and on about it, the nervousness completely out the window.

He took you to a nice public park. It was really beautiful, the autumn leaves were all kinds of burgundy, orange, and yellow shades, some fallen on the path creating this ethereal effect. There were so many people walking around here, some couples and some groups of friends doing the same thing as you and Yamagishi, walking around leisurely after school.

"I've never been here before; this is really nice!" You beamed, speed walking over to the lake in the center of the park. The park was built around the body of water, cute metal plates of the different species of fish in the water circled around the whole perimeter of the lake.

"Yeah, I like to come here pretty often and do homework. It's really cool-looking this time of year." He chuckled shyly, joining your side by the water. He was so glad you liked it here. He'd spent days trying to think of where he could take you to hang out where he could finally tell you how he feels about you. His friends had been hassling him for months telling him if he doesn't do it soon someone else'll come along and beat him to the punch and he'll regret it forever.

"Thanks for bringing me here." You smile at him sweetly, before turning your attention back to the fish swimming around aimlessly in the water. Yamagishi blushed hard, his cheeks turning deep pink as he looked at your face. You look so pretty standing there with such a peaceful expression, the wind brushing past the little coils in your updo. He loves how you always have such cool hairstyles, and you always make your uniform match your own personal style. Your skin is so clear and looks even softer, too. Then your eyes, that foreign shape and the way they always seem like they're sparkling, he loved it. He swallowed hard, balling his fists up in his pockets as he tries to build the courage to do what he brought you here to do.

"Um-

"Ooo look! They have a hojicha latte stand! You want some?!" You beamed abruptly, pointing to the right behind Yamagishi. There was a small line of people, all waiting for a hot cup of hojicha (Note: Hojicha lattes are a tea latte made from Japanese roasted green tea leaves~).

"O-oh, I can get you some if you want?" He offered sweetly, a bit disappointed at his spoiled chance. He'll find another opening though, for sure.

"No no, you don't have to! I can-

"I want to." He cut you off, giving you the cutest smile, "Wait here, I'll be right back!" He called over his shoulder, already jogging over to the slightly growing hojicha line. You laughed lightly to yourself, waiting patiently for him to come back with your drink.

He came back fairly quickly, handing you your drink. The both of you walked around in a tranquil silence, at least, it was tranquil for you. Yamagishi on the other hand was freaking out mentally, completely shook that one of his previously wildest dreams was actually unfolding in real life right now. He'd feel like an absolute failure if he went home without confessing to you, he has to do it, at least really try! Maybe after he confesses he could hold your hand like a couple. Maybe even kiss!

"Oh, you know what, I heard the school is gonna be doing a really nice autumn festival in Novem- You cut yourself off, noticing some random tall dude aggressively bump into Yamagishi's shoulder, spilling his drink all along his arm and part of the front of his shirt. His face contorted in pain as the hot beverage made contact with his skin through his clothes. Your face scrunched up in anger and shock, your head snapping behind you to glare at the guy who did this. He was super tall, probably a little over six feet, wearing some all red outfit.

"Hey! You just made him spill his drink all over his shirt! What is wrong with you, you don't see all this space to walk around?!" You ranted, gesturing towards Yamagishi's stained shirt. The tall guy turned around, an annoyed look on his face.

Yamagishi's eyes widened in horror, immediately recognizing the symbol on the guys outfit. He knew a lot about all kinds of things gang related, so it didn't take him long to register that this was none other than Osanai, the current leader of Moebius.

"Huh?" He says stupidly.

"hUuuH?", You mocked him, becoming more annoyed by the second, "Apologize to him!" You demand, your demeanor completely serious, stepping up towards the gang leader boldly.

"Why doesn't your little boyfriend speak up for himself, huh? You got a problem with me, pussy?" He asked smugly, looking past you and straight at a petrified Yamagishi. You scoffed, appalled at how rude he was being.

"N-no sir!" Yamagishi frantically answered before turning and grabbing your hand, "Come on, we should-

"Well how 'bout this, I got a problem with you. Don't talk to him like that!" You said fiercely, taking your hand out of Yamagishi's, walking over and shoving a hand in Osanai's chest. You weren't exactly sure why you were reacting like this, maybe there was some unmanaged anger about that situation with that rapist weeks ago that still lingered. Maybe you were tired of guys acting like they can just do whatever they want and get away with it, picking on people who weren't as strong. Highly likely both. The tall guy bursted out into laughter, looking down at you like you were an ant.

Suddenly, he snatched you by the front of your shirt, making your heart drop as you yelped. "You've got some guts, girl. You realize who you're talkin' to?" He asked menacingly, he was so close your noses were nearly touching.

"Let go." You gritted out angrily, standing your ground.

"Don't hurt her! Let her go!" Yamagishi cried out, pulling you out of his grip and shifting himself in front of you.

"Hey, we got a problem here, boss?"

Another boy, tall, with a friend both dressed the same as Osanai strolled over casually. They looked intimidating, just like this one who started everything.

"Yeah, seems this little miss wants some trouble." He smirked deviously, talking over his shoulder. "Oh yeah?" The other less taller one spoke, chewing some gum lazily. Your heart was pounding, pumping both fear and high levels of anger through your veins.

"If you want a problem, I can hand you a problem!" You snapped from behind Yamagishi's shoulder. The tallest one snickered, then pushed Yamagishi out of the way like he was nothing, making him fall to the ground. Osanai gripped your jaw tightly, two fingers forcing your lips to pucker out in an embarrassing way. Then, he nodded towards Yamagishi, letting the other two stomp him out right in front of you. "You shoulda just kept your mouth shut, bitch. Now you can watch your punk ass boyfriend get-

You cut him off with a hard slap, using your own hot hojicha cup to hit him in the face with. His head slightly turned to your left, eyes wide as the drink spilled along him and your own arm. Osanai let go, letting you stumble back while panting heavily. "To think I was gonna let you off the hook." He chuckled dryly. Your heart dropped. What the hell kind of situation is this?! You can't fight him, Yamagishi sure as hell can't fight, you're stuck. Your whole body was shaking, hands trembling just like six weeks ago with that college aged creep. You didn't wanna be hopeless like back then, you wanted to fight for yourself, protect yourself. You balled your fists at your sides, preparing for a fight.

You heard Yamagishi yell for you to just run away, but fuck that. It'd be terrible for you to leave him. Clearly no one else around had the guts to help y'all, so you'll just have to do what you can.

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Welp....the fight didn't last very long, nor did it go well for you. Yamagishi had somehow managed to weasel himself away from the two guys attacking him, placing himself between you and Osanai just in time to take the punch he was about to throw at you. His body fell to the side and hit the ground like he didn't weigh a thing. You could tell Osanai was a fighter for real, he had insane technique. Just as Yamagishi fell out cold, Osanai readied another punch, this one finally managing to hit you directly in the face. You fell down right with Yamagishi, wailing out in pain like a baby and cupping the left side of your face gently. Osanai and the others threatened to do worse if we ever tried them again, then left on their merry way like nothing happened.

The two of you got back to your house late in the night. Your mom was fast asleep so you were able to sneak him into your room without waking her up. You handled the both of your wounds gently, taking the most time on Yamagishi as he received the worst of it. He apologized to you over and over and over, tears flowing down his face like a waterfall. He felt horrific that he couldn't save you, and felt pathetic even more at the fact that he barely even did much at all. You were braver than he was in his opinion. You held your ground against a man while all Yamagishi wanted to do was get outta there as fast as possible. He felt like he didn't deserve someone as strong as you, and he especially didn't think he deserved a girl he can't even protect.

"You don't have to keep apologizing. Honestly, I should've just listened to you; we should've ran away or something. Neither one of us knows how to really fight, and that guy seemed like he was a boxer or some kinda professional." You mumbled, gently placing some circular shaped bandaids on his arms. He frowned, not really feeling any better about the situation. You let out a deep sigh, placing the first aid supplies down, looking him in the eyes. "I-I couldn't do anything. I wanted to save you, but I'm not strong like those guys." He stuttered, frantically wiping away at his continuous tears. Your heartstrings pulled at the sight of him, making you tear up your own self.

"You're not necessarily as strong or super tall like them, but you did stick up for me. You defended me the best that you could, and I appreciate that a lot. You're way better than them, Yamagishi. They're physical strength is all they have so they just go around hurting people to make them feel better about themselves. But you have more strength than them by a long shot, 'cause your brave and respectful; compassionate. You got a gold heart." You smiled softly, hugging him from the side gently.

Yamagishi's heart skipped probably five beats in a row. He couldn't believe you still thought highly of him even after what happened. He melted into the hug, slowly resting his head on your shoulder. You patted his back a bit, pulling away from the hug. He took the small window of silence between the two of you to do what he planned to do this whole time.

"I-..I really like you-

You cut him off, leaning forward and planting a small, sweet kiss on his cheek. Yamagishi gasped, stiffening up instantly as he fell dead silent. His heart was racing ten miles a second.

"I know." You speak softly, "But, I like you more as a friend."

"Oh.." His heart sank, eyes cast downward in disappointment. As fast as his dream came, it dissipated into mist, drifting away rapidly in the wind.

"You'll find someone that loves you, and when you do, you'll make her really happy! I know that for sure." You assure, giving him a light smile. It was hard for you, turning down such a cute sweetheart like him. Honestly it worried you about your own little crush situation with Kazutora.

You very well may be joining Yamagishi in the unrequited love parade soon.

🩵A/N: Thanks so much for reading y'all, and I hope you guys are enjoying the fluff section of the story so far! Please like and reblog and whatever else lol, love y'all🧚🏾‍♀️

[golbrocklovely]

i need to vent.

why do people think sam needs to defend kat? i keep seeing people getting mad at sam for doing nothing. why? they broke up and i don’t think it’d be a shocking statement to say they’re definitely not friends. that ‘we’re friends forever’ period of the break up is well and truly over. so why should he lift a finger for her? and if we’re to believe rumours, her new song is abt to trash him to the high heavens. im on neither of theirs side, i don’t care, but i just think it’s immature and dumb for people to be mad at someone for not going to his exes side and defending her honor against something his new beau MIGHT be saying about her (if she has, i havent seen it. but im also not looking)

same goes for colby not defending tess. again, why? why would he? doesn’t make a bit of sense.

theyre big girls, they can take care of themselves. they definitely don’t need men to come to their rescue. its petty online back and forth catty behaviour, no one’s dying. if they really gave a shit they’d all block each other and move on.

which brings me to one final point. it’s utterly insane fans bang on abt m and k being clout chasers, their friends being clout chasers, and all this other crap but then are obsessively stalking their socials. you know that saying haters are the biggest fans? they’re proving that to be true ten fold. if they hate these people so much why doesn’t it occur to them to block/mute and ignore them entirely? they’re just giving them the clout they’re supposedly shaking. “theyre clout chasers” SO STOP GIVING THEM ATTENTION

end rant

little bit of an older ask, but figured i would answer it now anyway

i agree with you somewhat, but i also get both sides.

personally, i think once things end between you and someone you were with, whether it was years or a couple weeks - whatever, that person is no longer owed anything from you. you no longer have to be loyal to them, and vice versa.

however lol

i feel like if you were with someone for years, especially so publicly, it would make sense to defend them at least slightly. bc, especially in this case, snc are known to lurk and to see everything. so they know how much shit has been thrown kat's way. and you would think that if you saw your own fans throwing shade on a person you literally had plans to make your wife, you would at least consider defending her.

tie this in with fans assuming that his now new gf is making fun of kat, and you get a recipe for drama.

personally, i get why snc, but in particular sam, stay silent on shit. it would bring more attention to it in the long run if he were to make a post saying "hey guys knock it off". and i also think that kat might not want him to say anything, and at the end of the day that's her call to make.

i think a lot of this drama is so nonsensical to me. it feels like high school, but in a dumber way. and i've said the same thing as you countless times. if the girls truly get under your skin that much, just block them. it is so easy to ignore them and pretend they aren't there. i literally follow both girls and i still don't realize when they post or what they're doing.

i'm not gonna try to make sense of any of this, bc i simply just don't think like some of these fans. and i'm fine with that lol

[bakingkai]

First of all...💦💦💦

Like, wtf how is he so hot and sexy it literally kills me every day! I have never ever been more attracted to a human male than I am to this man. There aren't enough words in the English language to describe how much he has me in a fucking choke hold! Screaming, crying, throwing up, etc. over the fact that he'll never be mine tbh. I'm legit in love with a Korean man I've never met but have known for about 5 years or some shit like wth man I can't!

Sorry for the rant, but he's unbelievable. Anyways...

I find myself imagining Huening as a horseback rider like one of those fancy, posh pompous guys who do competitions in dressage, show jumping, and shit. He'd look so gorgeous and hot atop a horse, I think. I imagine him being so smug and stuck up, saying he's gonna win that blue ribbon and shit. He eyes you from across the riding course, and his glare sends shivers down your spine and your pussy. After the competition, he finds you, and it's like a slow-motion scene where he just walks up to you and grabs you by the chin and kisses you and then says. "That doesn't mean that I like you, loser." He smirks when he sees how hard you're blushing and how flustered his kiss made you. He goes to an all boys school and you an all girls so you two meet up in secret and fuck. Omg I actually need to stop 😂 Idky. This fantasy is everything, lmao. That's just one of my many ideas that I have yet to put into a full story. I also randomly like the idea of airplane pilot Kai, bully Kai like enemies to lovers, I guess, and also really possessive bf Kai.

Also, for some reason, in all of my imaginings, Taehyun hates me like fr, and it's hot lmao like he just straight up is cold to me and doesn't want anything to do with me. Soobin is definitely businessman vibes like wearing a suit and briefcase and a fancy watch and corporate office and shit. Back to Terry, tho me and that man have had mad beef for like 3 years or something lmfao I feel like he'd throw hands, and I'd just let him tbh. Beomgyu and I... we aren't really compatible. He's not unattractive, but I've legit never had a fantasy about him before ever, so Idk, man. Now Yeonjun is a definite baddie like bad bitch like girl gimme fashion advice and tell me the gossip tho but he also good looking. He's the guy you meet in Paris or Italy and have that sexy fling with and then find out he's a big-time model and whatever. Anyways, thanks for reading this 5AM random rant/hard thoughts ish. I do take requests and all that shit but it'll take me a lil bit to write stuff because my life is a chaotic wonderland 😂

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[clover-46]

Is this because of their posts about the war in the middle east? I know that almost made me unfollow them.

If it makes it any better, they deleted their posts about supporting Israel. They also had a post for a moment about how they were misinformed and after doing further research they switched their stance, apologizing for anyone they had hurt, and how they were going to take down all posts about it in an hour because they didn't want to talk about something they didn't fully understand, and accidentally spread propaganda. So all posts about it are gone and they did change their stance.

I don't know if that helps any but I don't want you to lose a friendship. You and Messenger seem like really good friends and good friends can be hard to come about in this world, with as crazy as it's getting.

And I'm doing alright. Just staying busy, y'know? I hope you did well on your exam though!!

- 🙊

i didnt mean to rant for this ask but whatever i’m gonna put it under a cut anyway

warnings: talk about israel and palestine, mentions of death of children, mention of ethnic cleansing, mention of colonization

i know they deleted their posts but if they truly think they made a mistake they shoulda kept up their apology. i didnt even know they made an apology post until you said that lol

when they made the first post about it i had to think about what to do. then they answered an ask and made another post about it…. and so blocking just seemed the best cause i couldnt in good conscience continue to interact with them and act like everything was fine. i also talked to another moot who was moots with messy also and we both just were like yea… we gotta just cut em off

it really sucks to lose a friend i trusted a lot but i’m not afraid to cut people off if they believe ethnic cleansing, colonization, and genocide is ok. i’ve seen so many horrific fucking videos of what’s happening rn. i literally scrolled through tiktok after tiktok two days ago of parents sobbing for their dead children, so much pain, grief, and suffering. i’ve also seen a lot of graphic videos about it on instagram. this isn’t even a war, it’s a genocide. the feeling of hopelessness i felt was very intense so yea!! i’m honestly kinda over dropping them by now it is what it is yk

i’m not mad at you for sending this btw lol i’m just a little exhausted. but anyway i think i did pretty well on my exam!! i feel like i got at least a b (:

[a-person-who-didnt-wanna-be-here]

Small (not so small now that I’ve actually written it) GO2 Rant because I’ve been seeing this a lot

(Spoilers. Duh)

I see two responses to Aziraphale taking the offer in heaven:

One:

“Aziraphale wants to make heaven better for Crowley, they just misunderstood each other, he wants Crowley to be happy! He didn’t choose heaven over Crowley!

And two:

“Aziraphale is TERRIBLE and never thought he and Crowley were friends and he LEFT Crowley for heaven because it was easier!!”

And I’ve only seen a few people ask for a middle ground and nobody has elaborated so welcome to me elaborating on my middle ground.

Aziraphale messed up.

Whatever you say, he messed up. Regardless of his motives and feelings, he chose to go to heaven.

I think he did, at least in his head, want to do it for Crowley. I think he wanted to see Crowley as happy as he was the day he made the stars. I think he wanted to take all the suffering Crowley has been through away.

And that’s a sweet thing, but when you get down to it,

Crowley said he didn’t want that, and Aziraphale went anyway

Regardless of what Aziraphale thought, or wanted, the point comes down to, Crowley was clear that he did not want to go

“And you told him just where he could stick it, then?”

“I'm not gonna be joining their team. Neither should you.”

“We don't need Heaven, we don't need Hell, they're toxic!”

“We need to get away from them”

“Tell me you said no.”

You can say Aziraphale wanted to make heaven a better place - I think he really did. I think he had good intentions, taking that job. He wanted to live in a world where he didn’t have to constantly look over his shoulder for loving Crowley (whatever kind of love you want to argue it was, Aziraphale loves Crowley). I think a lot of the fan base can understand that (looks at all the lgbtq masses )

But no matter how you believe Aziraphale was thinking, that doesn’t change the fact that Crowley was more then clear that he did not want to go.

Aziraphale, supposedly wanting to make Crowley happy, looked him in the eyes while he begged him to understand why he did not want to join either side, how he wanted them to stay together

And he chose heaven anyway.

I think Aziraphale has buckets full of religious trauma. I think he wants to believe he can make it better. I think he wants to make Crowley happy.

So I’m not mad at Aziraphale, per say. But I do think this is what he needs to wake up and realize how wrong he is. Crowley isn’t coming to save him this time, because however he wants to spin it in his head,

Crowley told him he didn’t want to go to heaven, and Aziraphale went without him anyway.

That’s a mistake. However you cut it, however Aziraphale feels. Crowley deserves one hell of an apology for it. And I hope Aziraphale realizes he was wrong.

Anyway that was a lot longer than I intended it to be and I have buckets of homework so enjoy my half edited ramblings XD

[arandombiped]

gonna get a little personal on this one, so I’m putting it under the cut

it’s a bit of a play on one post I saw forever ago that was kinda like “at least I’m not 14” also! If you can help me find that post I would love to give credit where credits due. This is kind of my long rant on how i survived being 14

(ALSO!! cw/tw for covid/pandemic, sh and sui ideation)

I saw something once that said something along the lines of “life is hell right now, but at least I’m not 14.” Not in a way to diss 14 year olds (or anyone who is a teenager), but as a way of saying, “being 14 sucked.”

when I was 14, I struggled with passive suicidal ideation. I would often count the days between times I would sh to keep a streak. I was trying my hardest to want to keep going. I had very recently realized I was queer, and my life as I knew it had already been thrown out the window by Covid. Because when I was 13, I was ready for life to be over. I had tried asking for help from my parents, but I was told I was “too young” to be depressed. My world was falling apart, and I didn’t even know who I was anymore.

being 14 sucks. You’re stuck between being a kid and being an adult. you have 4 years until you can make the Big Decisions and be independent, but you have to survive that long. You’re just trying to figure out what’s going on. And also pre-algebra got thrown in the mix somewhere just for some extra spice.

Let me offer an honest ounce of hope. I am 17. I have less than 6 months until I am an adult. It gets better.

My parents didn’t take me seriously, but guess who did? I did. I talked with school counselors until I could convince my parents that therapy could help. Barely anyone was there for me when I started exploring my sexuality and identity in general, so you know what I did? I got a TrevorSpace account. I found my first online family. My friends didn’t know how to handle queerness in their lives, so you know what I did? I taught them. If they didn’t accept it? They were no longer allowed to be invasive of my generosity.

A lot of this is work, and I know it’s hard and it’s stressful and it’s vulnerable. But I got to know myself, and I grew to like them quite a bit.

If you are 14, stuck in a rut, or otherwise just here, know this: it gets better. Take a minute to see the person you are. Think of all the things you want to do. Nothing coming to mind? That’s fine too. After working a couple of jobs, I’ve realized a lot of people (even adults!) have no idea what’s going on. Most of us are making it up as we go.

My best advice? Let time pass. So far, you have a 100% survival rate, and I strongly believe you can keep that up. Gravitate towards what makes you happy. Pick up whatever hobby, drop it in a month (or a week), buy a fun snack, wear whatever clothes, cuddle a plushie, find a neat fandom, try out new pronouns, date whoever, don’t date anyone, get a new name, whatever floats your goat. The pain wants to last, and it might stay around for a while. Hell, I still have days where I think I’m better off dead. But as Cave Johnson once wisely said,

“All right, I've been thinking, when life gives you lemons, don't make lemonade! Make life take the lemons back! Get mad! I don't want your damn lemons! What am I supposed to do with these? Demand to see life's manager! Make life rue the day it thought it could give Cave Johnson lemons! Do you know who I am? I'm the man who’s gonna burn your house down - with the lemons!”

all that to say, life is worth living. You are worthy of life. Even if you don’t think you are, well, you’re here anyway and you might as well combust some lemons. You deserve love and care and support. Not everyone is going to give it to you, and some people are going to make things worse. But you really gotta get mad. Life isn’t fair. So scream your lungs out and cry and crawl your way through and just generally be mad about it until you can make it fair. Because one day you will be able to. (I, personally, will be doing a lot more social justice work once I’m not in a conservative household. I’ll probably dye my hair ten million colors and get my relatives mad at me, but what do I care? They won’t get to have an opinion once I’m older.)

Being 14 sucks sometimes, so you have to make it to 15. then 16. then 17. then 18. fight your way there, then you can do anything.

Stay alive. Stay strong. Stay safe. Keep going. It’s not easy, but it’s worth it. It’s so worth it.

Sincerely, 17

[applepies-and-starlight]

Mot sure if this is gonna go to my main ir priv blog but whatever i'm tired and my glasses are off so ic an't care

Vent ahead agian ig

Something i noticed with all of my actions so far is that i want a reason to be soecial/useful/someine worth your attention

I get very jealous very easily because of that

A girl in my elementary school had this one pretty akirt with butterfly patterns and eberyone thought she looked pretty, so i begged my mom to get it

I stopped wearing it after 1 and a half years

This doesn't just extend to smaller things, jt also extends to bigger things

Current biggest offender is trying to figure out if i'm plural or not when i'm 90% sure thst the answer is thst i'm singlet, i just wanna have tje chance to have it because a friend who had it got attention in a discord server for a bit so i want it too, even when it genuinely hurts the person

Eben tje act of writing this post is just a bid to get your attention since if i'm postinf this on main (i am. I'm stupid, but i'm self aware) since i just want y'all's likes and sympathy or some shit

I'm bery worried that i drain on others a lot for tjeir sttention, is that weird?

Fuck i'm crying. Welp.

This post might get progressively more disjointed from here on out, be warned ig

Anyway i guess i just want to be special or something. I dunno why, probably has something to do with how i was raised or something, everyone usually ignored me or didn't give me encouragement unless i did something extrodinary or caused a fuss

Probanly thought i was fine on my own

Who the fuck decided it was a good idea to tell a 7(? 8?) year old that you can't quit a school because they need to be the role model, that's kinda fucked up

"Your mom brags about you behind your back" well she called me stupid and lazy and useless on multiple occasions so excuse me if i habe trouble seeing it

I kinda wish my girlfriend sees this but also i hope they don't because they don't deserve to witness the emotional wreck that's my mental state

Admittedly i do hate them... not nessecarily in a bad way, it's just that i'm very well aware that i'm cjrrently Like This because i vented at one point (don't rember when) and they validated those issues so now my brain's just trying to chase that 'high' again

Relapse, basically

They're not your therapist you stjpid piece of grey matter (not like we'd get one anyway)

Still posting tjis om main because. Again. Attention wjore.

Honestly tjat's what i feel like i am these day, y'know, an attention seeking whore. I'm jjst supposed to sit there and smole.or sometjing, or tend to eberyone's needs

I always get anxious or nervous whenever someone sjakes their head around me and i immediately start to fuss over them to make sure all of their needs are met

What do you want from me i'm not a mind reader, though psychci powers would be cool because i get to clean, cookc, wash dishes, and do my work all at the same time so nobody will get mad at me for bei f lazy

I imternalize things too easily maybe that's becUse i want to be special

One of my many excuses is "eberyone likes a good underdog story" bit i'm not good or an underdog

Born into basixslly previlage and being served my.sjit on a silver olstter i'm just a worthless nibody tbj

Well fuck soiraling again

I can't read this post for shit my glasses aren't on sorry guys

Why are you still reading this

All of my faults and embarrasments still haunt me to this day theh occasionally come up in my head and i need to slap myself to shut up about it

Why am i still hung up over a spelling.mistake for rogue and rouge why do i still remmeber that

Eberything j make is so ficking bad man it's all just shitty stories that coukd easily be made up by some random 13yro on wattpad

When i was little i would cry a lot and my mom would comfort me for the first 15 seconds, then she'd get mad and scream at me to shut up

I don't like the word rant being used because i associate that with my mom yelling at me in the car over something i don't even remember anymore and when i try ro defend myself she says "i'm rantinf you're not supposed to interrjpt when i rant"

I'm sorry i take out my anger on everyone else i'm sorry i keep throwinf tantrums everywhere i'm sorry for being a little kid

I don't think developing the mindset of "everyone here is royalty while i'm just the lowly scum of a sercant" in middle school is a good thing

I am tempted to put in the tag i use in my priv blog for scattered thoughts just so people will get curious, click on my priv, then start giving me pity, but i don't want that blog to be percieved

Not all self harm is cutting on razors, sometimes it's hitting youself on the head so hard that your once perfect memory is now fuzzy arojnd the edges

I might've given myself brain damage because i literally can't comprehendnsome things anymoee

I still feel like a teenager what tje fuck do you mean i'm an adult i was literally in my first middle scjool yesterday

Traima is so ficking funny what do you mean the upperclassmen teasing you that you had a crush on a guy you asked for directjons for gives you some form of disgust towards attraction to men and Also makes you afraid of relationships?

Wjat do you mean having your (previously not) ex vent to you nearly-daily will give you unbridled anxiety that you're piling all your shit on your current partner

If it wasn't noticable, i'm deliberately making tjis post insanely long so my firldriend doesn't read it

Why the FUCK are YOU reading this????

All my thoughts ae already scattered i forgot my original thought process whu the fuck are you stoll reading

Even something as small and petty as taking away thr wifi from me already has me considering killing myself...(/srs)

Why is brain /srs what the fuck is wrong with you

I need to cut my tongue out maybe if i stop talking it might help

My mom and dad get angrier when i don't respond, i'm sorry thwt i get nonverbal when yelled at, that's on me

Trauma is so silly what do you mean the fact that your mom threw a tantrum and ripped up one of your favorite books that you read while you were taking a break from studying because she assumed you weren't studying the entire time haunts you to this very day

What do you mean this means you have a horrible sense of object permanence that's compounded on with the constant house moves that makes you literally unable to progress when you need to use things up

Mom never bought me a new copy and never apologized to me <3

I want to be special i hate being normal

I try to be normal so hard so everyone can give me compliments on how good and perfect i am

How the fuck is a bratty spoiled nepobaby 10 year old who threw a chair at her lowerclassmen a good person? I dunno, next question

I want to kill someone. I don't care who. I just want to feel the blood on my fingers as they drive an axe into someone's heart

Was i groomed as a kid? A family friend kept blowing raspberries into my armpits as a joke but honestly looking back on it it felt deeply incomfortable even as a kid, but i never said to stop because he said it was just playing

I considered him a dad too...

I hate my body i hate myself can someone please jjst destroy my voice box

I want to vomit

Maybe if i get sexually assailted i can say i'm special but thar isn't fair for those who struggle through the traima

I'M TRYING TO BE NORMAL I'M TRYING TO BE RESPECTFUL CAN'T YOU SEE THAT I'M DOING MY BEST I'M TRYING I'M TRYING I'M TRYING PLEASE LOOK I'M NOT LIKE THOSE IDIOTS OVER THERE WHO ARE SAYING ALL THOSE BAD THINGS THAT YOU HATE LOOK AT ME LOOK AT ME LOOK AT ME

no amount of likes will substitute for genuine love. Dumbass.

I need to tear my eyebakls out

I've been writing for over an hour

Please just use me as your fuck doll please plesse please i'm not even horny about it i just want to be useful

I am normal i am nice and perfectly normal

Wow tjis post is long

Why don't i have a system (you're putting those with the struggle down for your gloriifed idea of it)

I want ti be special have i said that i want to be special yet?

HOW MANY TIMES TO I HAVE TO REPEAT MYSELF BECAUSE YOU GET IT LOOK AT ME PLEAEE LOOK AT ME

I'm very ugly don't look at me actually

Fucking contratian

Go to sleep asshole it's 1:34am and the pokemon need you

I like to boast because it makes me feel like i'm good in at least One thing

I think i pissed off my girlfriend

How do you salvage a friendship?

My last ex soured my childhood memories and i'm not sure how to feel about that

I kept promising to myself that if loving them was a sin then i'd happily fall into hell with them... look where that got me

Bitter choco decoration~

This doesn't even have anythibg to do with the original subject anymore

See this is what i mean by wanting attention

I wonder if anyone would read this. Probably not because who wants to read a vent that's as long as a fanfic

Put a gun in my mouth and shoot me i'm better off dead all this money that's used to keep this useless sack of shit called my body alive and functioning is just a waste because i won't akojnt to anything good eventhally

If i write a fake conclusiob to this would anyone read it?

I don't know hinestly and i'm just tired

I'll keep going with these less insane thoughts until you can"/ see them if tou scrolled all the wau down and skipped everything

If you're reding this because you skipped everyhing don't read what's above

I think i just wen through a meltdown typing this out

Reblogs are off as i type this but i'm tempted to turn it on

What was i talking aboht again? Oh right ti be special

Idrk what to say, honestly. That's the reasoning my braincomes up for it, usually i want to stand oht from the crowd, to be different and cool and beloved

Why am i like this? I don't know. I miss being normal honestly

I want to cry, i need to cry more accurately, but i've learned that crying is bad and gets you yelled at so my body doesn't cry

Instead, it throws temper tantrums and makes eberythung Worse!

I'm tired. I dunno what to say anymore. Just gonna end this post here.

Bye, or something

[sigilmain]

Okay gonna rant coz I already did all this math for something else and I'm mad anyway.

Minimum wage in my state is $10.10

Many places used to do the thing of saying part time and then having it be like .1 hours under what is considered full time but they can't do that any more due to new laws saying if your average weekly hours are above a set amount for a 4 week period they have to give you benefits so rather than do the math they just hire at 15-20 hours a week

Which means to get full time 40 hours a week you need to work two or three jobs and hope the schedules don't overlap and if the schedules do overlap hope the places don't go "show up or get fired"

Now for math! If you are lucky enough to get 40 hours a week at minimum wage you're making $404 a week, or let's say $808 every two weeks as is the usual pay period

Keeping in mind that's before taxes come out; after taxes according to a calculator found on my state's official .gov website that's $632 every two weeks, or about $1,264 a month

The average one bedroom/one bathroom apartment in my area runs $1,000 a month on average and that's without utilities

On top of that, unless you have someone to cosign for you since they still have this outdated image that your rent should be no more than 1/3 of your income if you're not making at least $3,000 a month they will usually deny you

So to afford a one bedroom/one bathroom apartment you either need to share with 2 other people or work 120 hours a week at 9 different jobs without scheduling errors; keeping in mind there's only 168 hours in a week, so that work load leaves you 48 hours per 7 days [about 6.8 hours a day] to sleep, eat, shower, transport yourself to work, clean, do laundry, go grocery shopping, etc.

And let's say you do manage to find 2 people that you're willing to share a single bedroom and bathroom with [assuming you're just working 40 hours a week] so the rent goes down to $334 per month [rounding]

Of the $1,264 you've made that just leaves $930 per month to pay for a car/gas or transport like Uber since my area has 0 public transport, utilities [since those aren't covered in the rent], internet and phone bills, an groceries.

My last roommate's car bill was $300 a month, gas to get to and from his job that was just a 15 minute drive was nearly $100 a month. And can't forget car insurance, which you need to be able to legally drive! The cheapest car insurance in my state is about $80 a month, so there goes $480 leaving $450 behind if you're lucky to have a job that's so close by and not a 30-45 minute commute like my mom had when I was growing up

Utilities averaged around $100 a month and the internet $80 for stuff that didn't shut down the second we were both trying to watch videos on our computers, so let's say that's $180 divided by 3 people coming out to $60 a month which leaves $390

The current cheapest price I can find for cell phones is $30 a month through Cricket. Yes other places offer cheaper, including Mint Mobile at $15 a month, but those places only come at that price if you pay multiple months [usually 3-12 months] in one big lump sum. So let's take the $30 a month, leaving now $360 a month left over

I shop for myself, and my grocery bill averages $70 a week right now because of inflation. That's with me buying store brands, buying stuff to cook myself if the component ingredients are cheaper, doing meal prep, buying stuff that's on sale, having access to my house mate's store card that gives discounts on store brands because he works there, coupons, and every other money saving method that's reasonable for me. So $280 a month for groceries, and let's bump that up to $300 to account for times you gotta buy things like laundry detergent, deodorant, shampoo/conditioner, and things like that. We're down to $60 a month

$60 a month that you get to set aside to have savings. No going out to dinner, no subs to streaming services or your favorite video game or whatever, no accounting for pets or renters insurance or random expenses or your roommates eating your food or health insurance [since your jobs will likely fight you on providing it] or doctor visits or needing maintenance on your car or anything else

Working 40 hours a week with at least two jobs, often three, will leave you $60 a month to spend on non-bills if you share a one bedroom/one bathroom apartment with 2 people and the rent and utilities are paid equally between everyone and you have no surprise expenses

And people wonder why my generation and those younger have just given up on everything. This is the kind of shit that's happening to us and we get blamed for being lazy or not wanting to work but the reality is we know it doesn't matter; even if we do work we won't make enough and when we say we're struggling we'll still be called lazy when it's not our fault our government benefits too much from corporate greed to do anything meaningful about it. And why I'm just....tired. So, so tired.

[separatist-apologist]

During my re-read of ACOSF, I was re-examining my feelings about Cassian. Up until the hike, I was starting to wonder if maybe I was remembering him all wrong. Cassian has his bad, stupid, ugly moments but they're par the course for SJM heroes and tbh, not half as bad as Rhysand/Rowan. Cassian is struggling with his own feelings and his inability to just say what he needs to say in a way that doesn't come out as offensive or hurtful. It's forgivable, I think.

But now I'm at the hiking scene and I forgot how foul this whole thing is. He's been, in his head, all but thinking about how much he loves her. Needs her. Wants her. She's everything to him, he'd curl up and die if he lost her (his thoughts when she's lost in the bog). He'll take whatever she's offering from him just to have some little piece. Desperate and earnest to see her show up to yoga with him, encouraging her to reach out to her friends, telling Rhysand to leave her alone.

Only to turn around and treat her like trash. Throwing that pack at her, laughing with Rhys that she's gonna HATE hiking, that it's her punishment after Rhys, only hours before, promised Cassian he would kill her. He knows fire troubles her and keeps one going for days and doesn't ever examine the link between his own fire and her constant flinching or how she's curled up in on herself. He thinks about it constantly over 400 pages, how she refuses to sleep in front of fire, how strange that she begs him/the house to make it stop. He knows there is trauma around it. How she's barely eating. That she doesn't speak for days.

And it's troubling and awful to read. He's supposed to love her but it doesn't feel like love. And then it gets reframed as "for her own good" and "cassian knew what she needed" just like Feyre a few pages back immediately forgiving Rhysand for keeping the news she'd die from her but saying she's "furiously angry" with them all. He knows best and Feyre submits to this judgement. Cassian knows what Nesta needs, and Nesta submits.

That hike doesn't solve shit between Cassian and Nesta btw. She's still all set to marry Eris because she thinks Cassian's TOO GOOD FOR HER and she's NOT WORTHY of him. The man who didn't care if she didn't talk to him for days and only felt sorry when she fell face first in the dirt from dehydration and exhaustion. Who took his girlfriend on a hiking trip against her will, he's loving and kind and sweet ONLY because the author says so. Cassian is an asshole. Keeping this scene makes Cassian's behavior feel sinister. He's nice until he's not. He wears his heart on his sleeve until he's mad.

Feyre was over it. She told him to bring Nesta back. Cassian decided to do this on his own to score points with his best friend/frat brother and to exact a little revenge that wasn't his to dole out. Anyway I guess I'm back to ranting about Cassian. The Archeron sisters deserve better, these men are serving dust.

[imagine-straykids]

★ Sincerely, Lee Know | Ver. 01

★ Summary: In an alternate universe where Lee Minho AKA Lee Know is a sassy blogger. You get to see with your very own eyes everything he documents on his blog, whether that's his thoughts on a recent movie he had just watched, his experience eating at Taco Bell for the first time, or the bitch he almost had to fight, Lee Minho will stop at nothing to get his points across.

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Hi, my name is Lee Know, or I guess if we're getting personal here: Lee Minho. Although I prefer Lee Know because people always get me confused with the actor Lee Minho.

I rant and complain A LOT, but I don't think I need to tell you that, because you'll be finding it out for yourself later. But I have the mouth the size of the pacific ocean, and holding back is the last thing Lee Know does. So if you're a sensitive little bitch, then do not continue any further. If you still do and proceed to come for me, then well... that's between you and god.

More about myself? Well... I'm just your average everyday guy, but better. I like to listen to music and dance on my free time. And when I'm not doing that, then I usually hang out with my crew. They can be real idiotic and sometimes I wonder why am I even putting myself through their shit, but they are the real homies. Have been with me since forever and I know they will always have my back, so watch out.

Why I started this blog? Well, funny story. I got into an argument with Chan one day, btw shoutout to @christopherbangcorner go follow and like his stuff. I know he told me to not tell anyone about his blog but I could give two shit. Anyways, we were arguing and he said to me "You run that mouth of yours so much, why don't you put it to good use for once." so here I am. So if you're interested, keep reading. If you're just coming here to hate on me, then well... that's going to be difficult because I'm quite a likable person if I say so myself. I'm just kidding... ish.

Anyways. That's that. Proceed with caution!

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rant #1 2:35 p.m.

I swear, hoes these days be thirsty asf. Me and Hyunjin just wanted to go to the convenience store to get some things Chan's lazy ass ordered us to, and we legit got followed the whole way there. ARE PEOPLE LITERALLY THAT JOBLESS! Leave us alone next time or don't say I didn't warn you when I whip out my asian slipper and slap every one of you so hard you're going to regret ever meeting me in this lifetime. And like, aren't you guys supposed to be in class right now? Go back, Jesus. Bet every one of y'all are failing. How would your mothers feel if she knows you're ditching class to go chase some dicks.

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Yo, I just suddenly remembered the rudest customer I ever had. So I used to work at this Boba shop during my high school days, and this motherfucker with his cupcake shaped hair jimmy neutron looking ass came in and started yelling at me for getting his order wrong. Like bro... why you tryna fight a 16 year old about a $4 drink. Chill tf out. There are children dying in Africa. Now that I think about it, 16 year old me was on some adult shit. 22 year old me now would've spit in his drink.

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Learn to wear a goddamn mask. I will not repeat myself. You ain't no Rosa Parks, you just a stupid headass. Do all these people really think they're doing sum?

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[thelegendofj]

Not that it really matters, but for the record, I'm not a "tw*tter refugee"- I've always despised that place. I have dropped in there every now and again (but had to limit my time on there for mental health reasons because something on there would make me feel like crap literally every time. Tumblr has similar issues with certain attitudes etc. but it's still easily one of the better 'social' sites on the whole internet) and semi-successfully made an experimental account there with the specific intention of curating the HELL out of it and only 'allowing in' anything/anyone with good vibes, but... yikes, I don't think that's possible anymore, and I refuse to even slightly support musky odors in any concievable way.

I've been on Tumblr since... geez, 2011...? And only really left my main account for a while because of the NSFW ban, not that I even chose to post any to this account? I checked in on it every now and again, but It always felt way too quiet. I lost some great internet buds who left because of that ban, and my trans internet experience got exponentially worse because of it too. I'll always miss those pre-NSFW ban days, it's not been the same since. I have also still been hanging out on my less than SFW side-accounts to keep whatever I could of that former trans-validating online existence, but I made a point to distance myself from "main" tumblr because it just depressed me by that point.

I might be back a bit now. I have been for the past week or so. Largely out of spite against tw*tter and the stinky whiny babyman, but it is a bit more alive here now.

There's still some attitudes and vibes I don't fully gel with, but maybe that's a me thing. Recently realised there's like a 99% chance I've been suffering from bad ADHD my whole life, and especially the rejection-sensitive-dysphoria part of it. I don't intend to start arguments or anything like that, some things just scrape against me really bad, and I'm always aware that I hold some opinions that would be openly mocked on here if I dared mention them (nothing bigoted at all- I'm a big supporter of LGBTQ+/PoC/disabled/neurodivergent/marginalised people/*insert whoever the right hate here* etc. etc. etc.) and always will be) and that makes me really uncomfortable, but it should just be in a 'we're not all gonna think the same' way, not a 'person A doesn't think person B should be allowed to exist' kinda way.

Basically, I regularly seem to have slightly unpopular opinions because I'm a weirdo kook who's always exploring new and crazy ideas, and that makes me always feel a little on the defensive. I'm sensitive, I'm maybe over-optimistic/utopian/head in the clouds, and I'm gonna keep pushing for things to be better for everyone in whatever little way I can. I have to hold myself back like a rabid dog from getting mad at stuff online on occasion, but that's not what I wanna be, I just struggle sometimes.

This has turned from an explanation about my social media life to a weird rant about online discourse and my struggle with it, but that's just... how my brain goes sometimes.

Though both are important, I really want to focus on bringing/encouraging the good rather than just attacking the bad. I may slip sometimes, but that's my aim, anyway.

"Be excellent to each other! Party on, dudes!"

- Bill and Ted knew what was up.

[aerltarg]

Maybe this is a stupid question, buuuuut:

I just can't imagine a world that Rhaegar comes back from the Trident, wins the war and becomes king. No, I'm not a anti Rhaegar, matter of fact I like him very much, I'm just can imagine how would Lya, little Jon, this whole affair, would settle in the capital. The norm that fics (at least those I read) tend to follow is to make Rhaegar:

1. A douche, paranoid and destiny-obessed king.

2. Completely incompetent, aloof monarch, that deep down has a heart of gold, but can't really be understood.

I mean, isn't he supposed to be a scholar since he was a kid? What's are your thoughts about it?

oh, yeah, i can totally understand this! it's is the whole point in canon actually, "the wrong man came back from the trident". you would expect a hero win against his antagonist and have a happy ending w his lady love but it doesn't happen. instead the subversion happens to them with rhaegar being killed by robert who becomes obviously a shitty king and lyanna dying after him. they were never supposed to have happy ending, they were created as tragic and doomed and dead from the beginning for the whole plot to start, jon to have his parentage mystery and dany to take the passed baton as the last dragon, prophesied savoir and the heir who has to carry entire house on her back now.

as for the realistic rhaegar wins aus that's the difficult question. tbh we just don't know enough abt their situation, plans and wishes. you see, e.g. in agot we can be right in ned's head and see his motivations, what he was thinking abt, what he was planning, what he was hoping to do. but if his story was told the way rhaegar's was i bet he would have his own crowd of haters and ~intellectuals~ jumping out every two seconds w their "hot takes" how actually all hints abt what rlly happened (ned being a good man w his own sense of honour, justice and experiences affecting him and the deal w cersei's children) doesn't matter and he was an ambitious prick, planned to grasp the power by being joffrey's regent and make his daughter sansa queen. (you can actually insert there any bullshit and still don't reach the level of stupidity of such "hot takes" this fandom loves so much lmao). also he would be blamed to the hell and beyond for being too stupid and not foreseeing the future and actions of other ppl bc ofc after everything happened it's so easy to say what was so obvious to notice. also they would say that the deaths of his men and horrible fates of his kids are 100% his fault and even straight up say he killed them lmao. i can rant abt it for hours so yeah. this is a situation w too many unknown variables bc it depends too much on actions of too many characters we don't know enough abt. the only thing it's possible to tell for sure is the fact that there couldn't be any perfect solutions since things got too complicated at this point.

such fics as you've mentioned tho are just a part of this dumb fanon where rhaegar is "too prophecy obsessed"/"incapable of love"/shrodinger's rhaegar both smart and stupid at the same time/whatever/all of this combined lmfao. the man was notably intelligent from the early age as you've absolutely rightly mentioned, his guesses abt himself being tptwp have nothing to do w egocentrism as some parts of the fandom would want us all to believe unless he wouldn't be so reasonable abt it and later on, after so many years, wouldn't have changed his mind and thought his son could be tptwp.

and literally fuck all antis that think you shouldn't consider prophecies that hold real power in this fantasy world lol. you know, aegon the conqueror was said to be motivated (or at least partly) to unify westeros by the prophecy and still got the treatment of perfect/maximum close to perfect figure of a leader everyone should look up to from the narrative and grrm. prophecy obsessed much, huh? i don't even talk abt all these parallels between him and rhaegar grrm put there not for bitches to ignore them completely! and i will never get tired of reminding that dismissing prophecies is UNWISE for targaryens of all people. the house whose story is built on the dream of young daenys and her father aenar that listened to her despite common sense (or what local "anti magic"/"anti prophecies" clowns consider to be common sense). targs would be as dead as the rest of dragonlords if not for daenys the dreamer. who else in the world has as many reasons to take prophecies seriously as them?

yet antis out there act as if rhaegar is one dimensional weirdo whose every character trait is abt mf ~prophecy obsession~. like how can they miss one of the main points so badly?? the game of thrones distracts ppl from the real danger beyond the wall, yk, the one rhaegar was aware of and meant to deal with. there wouldn't be such a problem if he became king and had as many years of head start before ice zombies apocalypse as ignorant bobby b did. rhaegar had to die just for westeros to sink in shit and our main heroes to save everyone to make this story more epic LMAO

so yeah, too many ppl portray rhaegar as this one dimensional robotic creature without any knowledge of what feelings are idk even for what reason. it seems these ppl can't read for real bc rhaegar was not only intelligent af as well as dutiful ("it seems i must be a warrior" but "he loved his harp more than his lance") but also. ugh emotional?? my boy had constant emo sessions w brooding at ruins of summerhall, sleeping out there beneath the stars all alone and writing songs that made all women cry. does it sound as someone who "isn't capable of love" lol? folks act as if he was completely heartless from the day he was born (bc he didnt play w other kids ig??) but in reality their emotional range is less than the one of a spoon in comparison to rhaegar's lol. i'm not even gonna address the horrible attitude of demonizing him for his implied depression, vile clowns never listen to themselves when they talk abt targaryens and their "madness".

tldr; these fics are mostly lame af and suck at characterization if they're making rhaegar like that lol. anyway his character isn't abt being a good or a bad king, it's abt being a would-be-king for characters in books and readers in reality to sigh over his tragic aura and pretty aesthetic abt how it could've been. however, grrm clearly doesn't write rhaegar as evil or incapable as some parts of the fandom would want to try to persuade others. realistically speaking in the scenario where he wins there couldn't be any perfect decisions but it's a territory of speculations on thin air and lit nothing more since canon doesn't provide us with enough information to rlly theorize anything instead of building biased headcanons some ppl call "analysis".

but remember what barristan said about rhaegar while practically watching him all his life, from a literal baby to the man grown:

“I know little of Rhaegar. Only the tales Viserys told, and he was a little boy when our brother died. What was he truly like?”

The old man considered a moment. “Able. That above all. Determined, deliberate, dutiful, single-minded.” (ASOS, Daenerys I)

“Prince Rhaegar’s prowess was unquestioned, but he seldom entered the lists. He never loved the song of swords the way that Robert did, or Jaime Lannister. It was something he had to do, a task the world had set him. He did it well, for he did everything well. That was his nature. But he took no joy in it. Men said that he loved his harp much better than his lance.” (ASOS, Daenerys IV)

[melaninenthusiasts]

Maldonia | Prince Naveen

Prince Naveen x black reader

"We are never doing this again," I say as I finished getting dressed at the foot of Naveen's bed now sliding the remaining of my dress down.

I don't know how we even got here.

Well, let me re- phrase that:

I know exactly how this how we got here.

A typical drunken night of passion on the night of Maldonia's Independence Day. We were at a party and there we're drinks. Lots and lots of drinks.

And he was just there with that gorgeous brown skin and pretty long eyelashes and charming accent just tempting me to go there with him.

Naveen chuckled to himself at my statement. "You said that after the first round and the second" he licked his lips. "And the third"

I slipped back on my heels. "Well, I mean it this time," I say looking back at him deep into his eyes.

That sexy smirk on his face rose again.

"Wanna go another before we make that official before I go?" He suggested to me.

Wow, I really forgot he was leaving.

I chuckled to myself. "No"

This man is so cocky.

"C'mon, it'll be like goodbye sex. You know I'm leaving for New Orleans."

"To find you a privileged princess," I smirked.

"Ha ha, very funny" he says watching me get dressed. He just layed there in the large bed half naked.

"One day your gonna find a woman who's gonna make your work for love" I say to him and he listens. "Not me though, that shit would be exhausting." I add.

"I'm Prince Naveen of Maldonia. I never work for anything. Women practically drop their panties at the sight of me. Kind of like you did last night."that sexy smirk rises on his face again.

I playfully rolled my eyes at him.

That got me thinking about last night and how everything went down.

There I was at the Independence Day party with my two bestfriends having fun until they ditched me to dance with some guys.

There were our traditional Maldonia colors everywhere. In confetti, people's attire, and of course the drinks. Peach and purple with the Maldonian castle on the flag.

As of now, I was at the bar sipping my Maldonia Martini that was a peach Crown Royal with purple crystals on the outside.

I just wanted to hang with my girls but I guess plans change.

"Another round of shots!" The life of the party, Naveen orders the employees behind the bar.

"Hey, Ria. Enjoying the party?" He looks over to me with a kind smile.

He had just came from being danced on by some women on the dance floor. He's what you call a Ladies' Man.

"The name is Aria, we're not in academy anymore. " I snap stirring my drink.

"Oh okay, my bad" he throws his hands up in defense.

We have known eachother for as long as I can remember. We went to academy together and our families are pretty close-like weekly family dinners close. Ever since his parents cut him off, Naveen has been searching for his Princess Charming. He knows that I don't have the amount of dough of his liking. I dodged that bullet with him. He wouldn't dare do that to me anyway. Whoever he plans to marry for money is their problem.

That's why today he is having his last hoorah for good times sake before he jets off to America—New Orleans.

I was apart of the few people in his circle that new of this. He will be missed-even with his slightly conceited, spolied-self.

"You know Navé, Im gonna miss you Navé. Underneath all of the glitter and gold, there's a nice,kind man." I say to him and he smiles at me.

"I guess I deserve that for calling you by your nickname. I'm gonna miss you too." He says.

"I know your friends ditched you but why are you not out dancing?" He asks. "Let me be your wingman. " Navé says and I shake my head no

"C'mon Ria, you gotta loosen up. There's plenty of guys out here for you to mingle with," Naveen says to me as he waits for his drink beside me at the bar. He was so busy ranting to me that he forgot that he was waiting for a drink. He's a prince, he never does that. Naveen gets what he wants when he wants it. That's just how it is with him.

"Wait, why am I waiting?" He says to himself causing to laugh at him. "What a man got to get another round of shots around here!" Naveen yelled loudly at the bartender.

I laughed at how irritated he was getting on waiting for his drinks. Unlike his usual V.I.P treatment in clubs and venues, this was already an exclusive party. So everyone basically got treated the same.

"Round of shots for the Prince!"the mixer fixed his shots to his liking.

"So what happened to Brandon?" He asks me referring to my ex. Naveen and I haven't seen eachother in a while so we were catching up.

"Brandon," I corrected him. "And he cheated. It's whatever."

"Are you serious? If I ever see him I'll-" he started to get mad. "How could he do that to you? You're gorgeous, sexy, and kind of nice" I chuckled playfully hitting him at that last part.

"But seriously...how?" He scoffs to himself in frustration.

"Here," Naveen passes me the Maldonian alcohol in the shot glass.

"To my last hoorah and getting you a night of passion," he says before linking arms with me as we both through our heads back taking the shots. I immediately felt the burn go to my throat. We unhooked arms.

"Woo!" Naveen exclaims in excitement.

"So, how you feeling about leaving?" I ask him.

"You know, I'm actually kind of scared. I've been here my entire life and never been on my own before. It's about damn time." He says admittedly.

"But I'm hella excited for New Orleans. The culture, the scenery, the music. I just need a new environment."

"I get that. But you'll be fine. Just do whatever your heart tells you."

Before I knew it, we talked some more and he helped me muster the courage to dance with someone as he did the same. I was on the dancefloor grinding my hips on a man I had just met.

Naveen locked eyes with me as he looked unamused by the girl grinding on him. The stunning woman felt all on his body pushing herself onto him but all he could do was gaze at me.

The man I was still dancing on hugged my waist squeezing me tightly as we motioned to the rhythm of the music.

Once we both then switched partners to dance with eachother.

"Let's go," I pull him closer to whisper in his ear. His lingering eyes gaze deep into mines in desire. I then took his hand leading us out of the party.

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"I-I'm gonna do you soo hard," I slur out to him tugging his shirt closer to me. I chuckle drunkenly and started nibbling on ear. Sending teasing pecks on his jawline, I felt a smile rise on his face.

"Fucking would be nice, eh?" He says to me with that charming accent.

His hands trail from my waist to my ass squeezing it passionately. My lips gravitated to his getting lost in them. The kisses grew from being innocent to sloppy.

We were now the leaning against the wall of the private elevator of his Royal Suite. We had entire suite to ourselves. And I was going to make sure to christen all of the rooms.

I got excited as we were rising up to our floor. Sticking my tongue down his throat with my arms around his neck, Naveen picked me up to wrap my legs around his waist. Without breaking the kiss,he managed to unlock the door.

We were now in the spacious white livingroom area accented with golden decorations. I threw my head back as Navé sent teasing pecks all throughout my neck.

"Are you ready for this?" He murmurs as his lips brushes against the skin of my neck.

"I should be asking you that question" I say I he lays us on the couch.

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We got a little hunger after the first round. Here we were in the kitchen area looking for something to snack on.

With nothing but Naveen's white button down and a pair of lace panties on, I searched in the large refrigerator for a snack.

Naveen comes over behind me shirtless with his arms wrapped around me. He started sending teasing pecks on my neck.

I then grabbed the bowl of strawberries to take a bite of one. He then ate the remaining of it from my hand.

He then let go of me to grab a few things as I sat on the wide kitchen counter.

I continued eating strawberries as ge turned around with a few things in his hands. Whipped cream, honey, and chocolate syrup.

"For the strawberries, " he says and I chuckle. Naveen makes his way over to me standing in between my legs.

I grab the spray can of whipped cream and eat some. I nod my hand at how good it was.

Naveen then takes the can.

After spraying a bit of whipped cream on my neck, he licks it off.

I giggled at the sensation.

"You like that?" His eyes lingered in mines.

"Yeah," I smiled.

Naveen then snaps me out of my thoughts.

"Can I atleast get a goodbye kiss?" Navé asks. "One for the road?" He pouts his lips. I couldn't help but eye his built physique.

This man is so greedy I swear.

I roll my eyes making my way over to him sitting down on the bed. I gravitate my lips towards his once again feeling his soft touch. His tongue waved it's way down my throat and I couldn't seem to break the kiss. His hand felt on my thigh urging me to go there again.

"Okay, maybe this one last time," I chuckle to myself.

"Arania" he said before I could leave. I looked over to him. "Yes, Navé?"

"You we're the one who got away. How did I loose you?" He asked me and I had no words.

Hearing him say that was everything but it wasn't enough for us to be anything. We both knew that.

Lost for words, I just shrugged. "I don't know" I say.

"Have fun in New Orleans. And remember what I said." I say before exiting his spacious bedroom suite.

THE END

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