#but apparently fuck how I feel because he’s going to do whatever the heck he wanted to do and I don’t want to get into argument with him

[candybunnieholic]

It’s freaking 9am in the morning and my little brother is either watching news or listening to some podcast while I’m trying to sleep which is hard to do because our room are close to each other so I can hear everything since it’s not the first time but at least it wasn’t loud music.

[tojjist]

telling your fwb that you're going on a date w some of my favs!

includes: Itoshi Rin, Fushiguro Toji, Jing Yuan, gojo (seperate, not in order)

summary: you tell him you're going out on a date to see his reaction. includes fem! reader insert. slightly suggestive - honestly borderline smut, some possessiveness, one mention of cheating but it's a joke

note: characters n reader have mutual feelings, mostly acknowledged. i'm thinking of making this a series so drop your fav characters please! minors, blank and ageless blogs dni

↳ITOSHI RIN

his initial reaction was to just roll his eyes at you.

"you're not funny. who would even go out with you?"

by now you're used to rin being an asshole. he's got a smart mouth and he knows what to say to get on your nerves. so you keep it to a simple, "not you, apparently," to shut him up.

and it does, for only a few minutes.

"why am I only hearing about this now?"

it's ironic how suddenly he's so in your business, unhappy with how you didn't tell him beforehand. rin tries so hard to keep himself in check, not giving you the reaction you wanted. but it devastated him; on his bed, in nothing but a pretty bra and a pair of panties, talking about some other man?

no, rin was not having it at all.

you almost snicker when he says you shouldn't be going out with 'other guys' because you two were having sex. but his argument quickly dies down when you remind him of the first rule he set when you started your nightly- and sometimes daily- sessions: "we're not exclusive"

he thinks of pushing you down the bed, getting his hands all over that pretty body of yours. you won't resist, that he's sure of, but he can't risk seeming desperate, especially not in front of you. that's pathetic.

he mumbles a few things along the lines of 'whatever' and 'let him fuck you with his micropenis'.

but rin is petty, he really is. at least when it comes to you. so he quickly turns to the silent treatment - as if he wasn't mostly silent. he wouldn't text you or respond to your calls for two whole days, which is more reaction than you would have liked. a lot more.

until you were out with some girl friends and you receive a notification.

Rin [2:34 pm]: how was the date.?

once you tell him it was a joke, and how he took your bait like a fish, it's safe to say he was less than pleased. the first thing he does is to invite you over. and as absurd as it is, he tells you to go to his place that very minute. which you don't mind too much.

rin made sure to remind you that no matter who you run to, he'll always be the only one who can please you so good. he's the only one who knows exactly how make you quiver and cry in little time. afterall, your pussy has long since been molded to remember him. aching for him every minute you wake and every second you sleep.

rin made sure you know your place. under him. no other man.

↳ SATORU GOJO

gojo knows he's lucky, he really does. no woman took him the way you do. no woman understood him the way you do. no woman excited him the way you do, in all ways a man could be excited.

so when you tell him that? it's safe to say gojo was about to burst.

of course he is. you're his girl, whether you like it or not - which you do. you can't just go to another sleazy man when you have the strongest himself wrapped around your finger. that's unfair. and your reason? because you wanted to settle? heck, he'll 'settle' for you. he just needed some more time. can't you give him that at least?

"oh? with who?" "he's not a sorcerer, i don't think you know him."

first of all, why would you assume he doesn't know anyone who isn't a sorcerer? that's rude. although he doesn't, it's still rude. and why would you even go out with a non-sorcerer? what could be so special about him that gojo can't offer?

but gojo can't let you go. call it what you want, he's not planning on letting go.

he's not a jealous man. he's the strongest, he has everything a man could want. jealousy is a feeling he's yet to meet. but now it burns in him. although gojo's eyes were ice blue, now they're burning. and the hottest fires always burn blue.

as if second instinct, he's quick to pull you onto his lap, earning a yelp and a wide-eyed look. it's enough to know he's getting what he wants. his fingers reach for that clothed, soft spot between your legs. his long fingers begin to move, slow and steady, making your hips moves softly to the rhythm he's created, begging for more fritction.

his lips ghost against your ears, not exactly touching the sensitive skin but touching it all the same.

"i don't think i know him, no. but i'll make sure you forget him. you don't need a guy like that."

↳FUSHIGURO TOJI

he stared at you for a few seconds, his gaze unreadable. toji is no fool, and he won't play your little game. especially not by your rules. toji is not bound by law, jujutsu, physical limit, or society. he won't let you mess around. not when he's so desperate to see you, albeit afraid of the commitment. not when he left his entire life, slowly becoming the perfect man so he could give you everything.

"what a silly joke. you know i'm not that dumb, don't you?"

he knows he's right when you stop for a fraction of a second, trying to contain your pretty smile. you deny, telling him that you're completely serious. you wanted a relationship, and you wanted to finally be able to be at 'peace'.

"oh really?" he quirks a brow, a look of clear amusement on his face. "that's too bad, i don't think women who cheat can find peace."

"it's just a single date, toji. i'm not cheating on him." "not yet," he flips you around so you're laying right under his bulk form. you giggle, and it confirms his suspicions further. you were just testing him. good, he'll make sure this stays just a joke.

"hmm? are you jealous, toji?" "of who?" he's quick. he's smart. and he won't let you mess around like that without getting something in return. he leans in, close to your neck. one of his hands find your waist, softly caressing the skin with calloused fingers. "we both know who you'll actually be with tonight."

↳JING YUAN

the general was in love with you. absolutely, utterly, completely in love. he couldn't admit it, not to you or to himself. but as your nights with him turned from one while you're drunk to more than he could possibly count, you infatuated him. you invaded him, corrupting his thoughts and time and feelings.

yuan wasn't sure if he was right for you, although he knew you were right for him. he didn't want to jump into a relationship he was unsure could last. yuan didn't think he could give you what you want, and you sure as hell wouldn't back down from what you deserve. that's why he admired you so much. you weren't easy. you won't allow him to bend you to his liking. you were a challenge he enjoyed.

"hmm? who's the lucky gentleman?"

jealousy was obvious, clear as day. disdain dripped from his usually sweet words. yuan was not taking the news too well, and it shows despite his soft smile.

"kaoru," you say a name he doesn't know. "do you know him?"

"i don't recall someone with such a name," he confessed, his eyes narrowing in thought. he tries but he doesn't know anyone wit that name. "is he good looking?"

you smile a little at his reaction, pleased with the jealousy he's showing. "i don't know. he's not my type, but i'm exploring options."

"what am i then? an option?" you almost snicker at the amount of petty in his question. he wants to confirm his worth, make sure that he's above comparison to you.

"don't be cruel, yuan," you give him the satisfaction of an answer. "it's not like that."

yuan tries to convince you to stay, kissing all over your neck just how you like it, reminding you who you're with and how you need not find another man because it is yuan you belong with. before he knows it it's heated, and he finds himself craving you more than ever.

"i want you," he whispers, one hand tangled in your hair and breath ragged.

"i'm yours to take, yuan."

usually, that's enough for him. but jealousy thrums in him and he pushes a little of you, his expression dark but it's not lust this time. "you're not," he breathes. his eyes study your feverish eyes. "you're going out with another man."

your eyes widen, you were so lost in him you forgot.

"shut up," you pull him towards you, mouths meeting in a lewd kiss. "it was a joke. "

likes and reblogs are highly appreciated!

[inexplicifics]

Oh my gosh, inex! and i thought *MY* Wip list was long! Just what you posted was 46 wips!!!! i think I'm at about half that for *active* Wips (and i lost count of stuff i had ideas for and filed away and never got back to). (one of these days, my muse will return in more than intermittent bursts)

Anyway, a while back, I had started my first Valdemar fic, got sidetracked for whatever reason (probably that muse taking off again), set it aside and then because of you, i managed to get my inspiration back and finished it up! Which caused 2 sequel ideas to bloom (we'll see how they go) as well as a complete separate crossover idea.

So i think you can see where I'm going with this - Vanyel's always been a favorite of mine in that world and so I'm interested in your Vanyel fic :D (heck, I actually reread what you had so far recently!) Not sure you've had time to poke at it recently, but if you have, I'm definitely keen on it.

-Pherryt, because apparently you can switch blogs for replies but not for asks.

Yeah, I have Wordy Bitch Disease pretty badly, and an unfortunate habit of getting new ideas pretty much daily. It's a problem.

Valdemar was a childhood formative influence, and frankly Vanyel needs some fix-its, so if I can dump the poor traumatized bastard into Kaer Morhen with slightly less trauma than canon, it seems like a good thing to do!

Here's a bit I wrote relatively recently:

Vanyel lifts a hand in a tentative wave. The wiedzmin feel muted but definitely cheerful against his Empathy; they both wave back, and reach the steps in a very short time, dropping down to hunker on their heels a polite distance away. Axel says, “Hello!” - In Valdemaran. “You speak our tongue!” Tylendel blurts, excitement flaring up through their bond. Axel shakes his head. “Hello, goodbye, yes, no, Companion, Herald, food, ale, privy,” he rattles off. Vanyel laughs. Those are the most important words to start with, he supposes. Cedric smirks and adds, very smugly, “Fuck.” Tylendel falls over into Vanyel’s lap, laughing too hard to even make a sound.

[suzukiblu]

WIP excerpt for @my-perfect-storybook-love; the one where Kon is in the wrong Gotham, and so are a whole heck of a lot of other people.

The aid workers and Mallory’s parents come to an agreement, and they all come back for the Mallorys, who throw themselves at this reality’s version of their parents and cling to them. Their dad scoops them both up, and their mom puts her hands on the local Mallory’s shoulders. 

“Thank you,” their mom says to Kon, who doesn’t really know how to answer her. 

“No big,” he says. “I like kids.” 

He does not, actually. He doesn’t dislike them, they’re fine; he just doesn’t love them or anything. But he definitely, definitely knows how it feels being a stranger wearing someone else’s face and brand-new to a huge and intimidating world that you don’t know jack shit about. 

And he’s still a Super, wrong reality or not. Still can’t let people in need down, if there’s something he can do for them. 

The Mallorys and their parents go to check in properly, and one of the aid workers spares Kon a grateful smile and starts to open her mouth to say something, and then gets interrupted by a van pulling up to the parking lot a few yards away. 

That wouldn’t actually be an interruption, if not for the refugees being let out of it. 

Kon never knew Jon Kent when he was ten, but he’s seen pictures. He looks nervous and afraid, unlike all the photos of him grinning on Ma and Pa’s mantel and walls and in Clark and Lois’s apartment, and unlike the determined expression in the action shots the newspapers published a few times, but he’s still unmistakeable. 

And also, the kid takes one look at himand bolts right for him. 

“DAD!” Jon cries, and throws himself at him and his arms around his waist with definitely Kryptonian strength. Fuck, Kon thinks as he reflexively grabs onto the kid, and curses every single idiot at Cadmus who decided he had to look exactly like Clark. 

Then again, he guesses it’s better than looking like Lex, so never mind. 

Apparently this Jon is not from a reality with a Conner Kent in it, though, and now he’s got to explain himself to the kid without blowing Superman’s secret identity in the middle of a fucking interdimensional refugee camp, so fuck his life. 

“Sorry,” Jon mutters, flinching back. “Sorry, I know you’re not. I didn’t mean to–to call you–”

Thank fuck, Kon thinks in relief, then immediately switches into work-mode and scoops him up into his arms, stroking a hand down his back reassuringly. Okay, the kid does know him, then, he was just freaking out a bit. Kon doesn’t blame him. He is also freaking out a bit, personally.

Or more than a bit, maybe. 

“You’re okay, kiddo, I’ve got you,” he promises. “Are you hurt or anything?” 

Jon blinks twice, then just bursts into tears and clings to him, burying his face in his shoulder and shaking with sobs, and Kon immediately and instantly swears himself to full custody of his interdimensional . . . nephew, or whatever Jon technically is. Whatever, this kid is his kid until further notice. Who else is gonna take care of the only other Kryptonian-human hybrid in this refugee center anyway? 

Nobody, because Kon is not letting anybody else do it.

[unhingedoveractivemuse]

Title: What He Wants

Pairing: Evan “Buck” Buckley/Eddie Diaz

Notes: Flufftober Day 17 Only One Bed

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“So…” he says slowly, taking in the sight in front of him.

Buck grimaces, staring at the absolute mess that is Eddie’s house. ”I think a pipe burst.”

”You think?”

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It wasn’t a pipe.

It was three.

Eddie was not going home anytime soon, considering the repairs that would have to be done and the water damage that the house had sustained.

Dios, he’s going to have to deal with the fucking insurance.

At least he has Buck.

Buck, who he is going to live with for the time being.

And who still does not own a couch.

(Well, there's a loveseat, but there's no way Eddie can sleep on that.)

“Are you sure about this?” the blonde asks for the nth time since they’ve gotten Eddie settled in. Once it hit him that there was only one bed and no alternative options for sleeping, Buck became unsure about the whole arrangement.

“Why wouldn’t I be?” Eddie parries, setting his phone down on the bedside table, and moves to change.

“I mean, I’m…you know. Bi.”

”So? Unless you’ve already found some new guy to date, I don’t see a problem with sharing a bed.”

His best friend blinks at him like he’s trying to comprehend how Eddie’s so okay about this, and Eddie gets it. Some people wouldn’t feel okay with sleeping in the same bed with their best friend who happens to be into their gender.

But it’s Buck. His best friend and partner who he trusts above all others.

Eddie would have had second guesses if Buck was still with Tommy, but Buck had broken it off with the pilot after some information about his ex that Gerrard (of all people) dropped and a subsequent steep decline in that relationship.

So, since they’re both single, Eddie doesn’t see a problem.

Actually…

”It will be a problem if you’re going to sleep in your slacks and polo, though. Heck, I might have to reconsider our entire friendship because no sane person will sleep in that.”

And that draws a laugh from Buck, the blonde’s frame relaxing as he realizes that Eddie really is okay with sharing the bed.

”Well then, how about I go change and we pull something up to watch on YouTube?”

”Sounds like a plan.”

And thus, something new between them buds beyond their knowledge.

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The thing is, he really missed Buck when the blonde had been focusing on his relationship with Tommy. He never quite noticed how the sunny presence had become an essential part of his life, only realizing when it wasn’t there as often.

(He’d never admit it to anyone, but he’s pretty sure he was jealous of Tommy taking up so much of Buck’s attention when it was his first.)

So now that they’re living together, he basks in his best friend’s presence.

It’s easier to laugh with Buck around, easier to smile, and easier to be himself without the burden of being a father, a firefighter, or a significant other.

They spend their time together doing everything and anything. They catch up on documentaries that Buck didn’t watch (Tommy was never interested apparently, which is ridiculous) with beers in hand and lounging on the bed. They cope with Christopher’s absence. Buck makes them breakfast in bed because he’s always going to be the early riser of the two of them. They sit together in bed as Eddie watches Buck go through Duolingo to brush up on his Spanish. They go out hiking, biking, and whatever other activity Buck thinks of.

Even when they’re not together, they’re together, texting constantly no matter what they’re doing or who they’re with.

He can't help but want to keep this because it’s been bliss despite the hole in his heart reserved for his son.

If someone had told him that he’d feel like this when Christopher walked out of their home to head to El Paso, Eddie would have laughed in their face. But when faced with reality, he can admit it's true.

The ache is less. He feels less lonely. He looks forward to going home to the loft.

And what a tornado of feelings did that thought bring up.

It’s not like Eddie never thought of Buck as part of his family or that the blonde’s presence in the bungalow makes it even homier. He’s just never really thought of it outside the context of the bungalow.

Now, he’s coming to realize that home is the people. Christopher is home, which is why Eddie was always reluctant to go back to the empty bungalow.

And Buck is home. It doesn’t matter where they’re living. As long as Buck is with him, as long as he’s going back to Buck, that place is home.

It’s with that revelation that he and Buck start looking into fixing up the bungalow. The professionals have already gone in and replaced all the pipes that needed to be replaced and the wall that had to be taken down was almost repaired.

Now it's up to them.

They're sitting side by side on the bed again, pressed together shoulder to hip, legs outstretched, browsing through an online catalog for a hardware store.

“Okay, so the flooring should be easy between the two of us. We should have that done…three days or so after the wall is done,” Buck says. “What we need to decide is what flooring we're going with. So-”

Eddie listens as Buck rattles off information about different kinds of flooring and the pros and cons of them. Carpet versus floorboard versus tile. Light versus dark. Mopping versus vacuuming. Furniture consideration.

It's nice, he thinks, relaxing against his best friend. Buck's voice always did something to him and it does again without fail.

“So, what do you think?”

“Floorboard. That way Christopher can't complain when I turn on the vacuum. And something lighter so I'll be motivated to clean.”

He's good with keeping things clean in general. Kinda have to with a kid around, but, apart from making sure the pathways are clear, cleaning the floor has never been something he particularly enjoys.

He doesn't have to see it to know Buck’s rolling his eyes. “I'll do it for you. Go with a dark color. Gives it a more sophisticated, cozy feel.”

And that-

Buck just casually saying he'll do Eddie's chores and giving input as to how the house should look…

It's doing things to Eddie's heart.

“I don't know,” he says past the loud beating of his heart. “I was thinking about getting a darker couch. Wouldn't that clash?”

He startles when Buck jerks, turning around to look at Eddie in betrayal. “Wait. You're getting rid of the couch?!”

“Uh, yeah. It got soaked too, remember?”

“I liked that couch though!”

“It was already molding when I let the workers in yesterday.”

“Maybe someone can get it out?”

“I might as well buy a new one. It was already second hand anyway.”

“Can I have it then? That way I can get rid of the loveseat.”

Eddie snorts. “You want my old, moldy couch rather than your fancy, leather loveseat?”

“I'm not attached to it. I just got it because Natalia liked it. I much rather your couch. At the very least we can sit on it comfortably.”

“You are not moving a moldy couch into the loft.”

“But-”

“No.”

Buck pouts, which should not look so adorable on an adult male, but is.

“We can go furniture shopping,” he suggests. “You can pick out my couch and yours.”

“You'd let me do that?!”

Eddie smiles at the bright happiness exuding off of his best friend at the simple but meaningful gesture. “Of course.”

“What are we waiting for then? The store isn't closed yet!”

He laughs even as Buck drags him out of bed, a warm feeling filling every nook and cranny of his body.

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They get to the furniture store an hour before they close. It's late enough that there isn't anyone else, but also late enough that the salesperson looks absolutely devastated that there are customers.

Buck waves the man off though, reassuring him that they've got it, and proceeds to act like a kid in the candy shop, dragging a willing Eddie along.

“Eddie, come on, try this one!”

“Oh, that one looks nice.”

“I don't know about leather.”

“The universe is telling you to get a light colored couch, I swear.”

“It's so comfy. I could sleep on it all day.”

Any other day, Eddie is content to just listen to Buck's rambles, only humming at the right spots and occasionally letting his opinions known.

This time, he stops Buck completely.

“How about you don't pick a couch for the loft?” he blurts out the suggestion, stopping in his tracks as Buck starts making a beeline towards a maroon couch. "And don't pick my couch based on how good it is to sleep on. You won't need it to sleep on."

His best friend stops, turning frantic, wide, blue eyes on him. “What-”

“Move in with me.”

It's an idea that's been swimming in his mind since he came to realize that Buck is home too, and, the more he thinks about it, the more he's sure there's more to those thoughts and feelings.

It wasn't easy to accept the idea even as he finally and hesitantly placed a label on it, his want waging war against his upbringing.

But isn't that what he's striving for? Figuring out what he wants and learning to accept them?

And maybe it speaks a lot to the depth of his true feelings that they were easy to accept once he got past that hurdle. Once he allowed himself to think about what he wants and not what anyone else will think, the answer came easily.

It's Buck.

He wants Buck. He wants Buck to stay. He wants to be partners in everything with Buck.

Heck, Buck has already filled in that space by his side that he's been trying to fill for years.

He just needs to make sure Buck would even reciprocate his feelings and make it official.

“You see me,” he tells his best friend. “You see me and accept me. These last few weeks…I could finally feel like myself. Not a father. Not a firefighter. Not a boyfriend trying to impress their girlfriend. For the first time in forever, I felt like me.”

“Did you just quote Tangled?”

“Maybe I did, but it's not a fairy tale. It's true. It's the truth and it's with that truth that I can finally admit some things.”

“What things?” Buck asks barely above a whisper, something akin to hope in his eyes.

“I want you to shop for a couch for us. I want you to pick the flooring for us. I want you to pick the decorations, the shelves, the coffee table, and everything for us.”

Eddie takes a tentative step forward, within arms reach. “I want you to pick me.”

Buck gulps, stepping forward and closing the rest of the space between them. “D-do I have to pick a bed?”

“No. It didn't get flooded. But if you do want to get a new one, you can. Just make sure it fits both of us.”

He sees the moment Eddie's meaning really sinks into Buck’s mind, so it doesn't surprise him when Buck reaches and takes his hand.

“So you mean…please mean what I think you mean, Eds.”

“I mean I'm pretty sure-” Oh, why was he still denying it in any shape or form? “-actually, I am sure that I love you.”

The smile that draws out of Buck is so bright that even the sun can't rival it. “I love you too. Gosh, Eddie, I love you so much. I wanna kiss you so badly.”

“I'm open to that.”

“We’re in the middle of a furniture store!”

“So?”

Maybe a younger Eddie would have been appalled by the idea of kissing here, but he wants to be a new Eddie. He wants to be honest with himself and be the best version of himself he can be for his partner. He wants to embrace “carpe diem”, seizing the present and what he wants.

They aren't promised tomorrow after all.

So if he presses his lips to plush, pink ones in the middle of a furniture store?

Well, it's what he wants.

[fictionfixations]

Book 7 JP spoilers (recent-est i think)

(recently found out how to do keep reading bits.)

i. have been told what happened

you know this groovy with him crying

i know context now

and

oh my god

my. heart. ughUISHfdi rOOOOK.

(m gonna be honest rook was never my favorite and i honestly didnt know how to feel about him. [to be fair i hated sebek at one point but now im like a huge sebek fan so.] but i think when this gets onto EN and i play through it im just gonna be a huge rook fan man.)

like

okay

so i know what happens in the story

(also i love this so much this is now in my mind, rook's actual room pre-nrc [except vil's not in an RSA uniform LMFAO. actually if it was PRE-NRC i dont think either of them would have enrolled at a school yet, unless neige is older than vil, or unless RSA doesnt do the same enrollment ages or whatever like NRC)

ACTUALLY SCRATCH THAT NEIGE IS IN HIS 2ND YEAR???

??????? people notice so much oh my god..

wait....

actually do you think neige joined a school because he saw vil join one?? cause. i think he really idolizes vil. (actually kind of makes me think of cheka idolizing leona)

huh. random thought.

i mean i only know a summary of it (im fine with spoilers ngl and i dont care even if you shove like a fully translated post of the entire chapters and stuff.. i just like seeing story that i dont mind rereading)

but like man. its gonna break me when we're there for that moment. (in EN)

i

dont want to say anything in case there's an EN person here. and i mean if they're spoiling themselves all the more power to them but i also feel like its one of those things that are a LOT more impactful when you encounter it for the first time so im just. not gonna try to learn more about it and wait. (although its like. JP is in Part 8 i think, we're in Part 4??? that seems so far away sob. but also we gotta finish lilia's dream first so...)

im just. sadge. (also idk what vil's dream is but i think we end up seeing it. unless it was actually a render of him from rook's dream, which i wouldnt think is too far off. but also--)

THIS IS APPARENTLY CANON?

I SAW IT AND I THOUGHT IT WAS A JOKE BUT THEN I RAN INTO IT AGAIN??? and its like. LISTEN. he looks so goofy i cant... epel. i love you. but oh my god (i cant take you seriously im SORRY im DEAD)

also he's still in pomefiore which is cool (he accepted his cuteness! although i dont know how much of a weapon his cuteness would have now..?. you think he snaps out of it cause ppl might laugh at him [and then he beats them up] but he still gets irritated cause what the heck im not cute anymore--- [..wait. i was never cute. what am i on about.] ...i keep overusing the word cute and i know he wouldnt use it himself but i have a very small vocabulary.)

im just.

i dont know how to feel about this ??? (it feels more cursed than hatless rook. i can at least pretend he isnt hatless. but like. epel..)

also vil in rsa /neg /hj (the rsa uniform looks so bland and i like him in darker colors)

okay im gonna be honest i have a dislike against RSA. and thats honestly because im petty and hold grudges.

also i like my villain boys and i just want them to win (..yknow. i really dont think GloMas counts when the RSA boys were actually nice enough to like. ..take hits for them??? and then we were planning on leaving them like LMFAO 'not my problem')

so yeah.

actually wait if rooks dream takes place in VDC how the fuck

WHO IS NRC TRIBE????

CAUSE VIL'S IN RSA WITH NEIGE?? HELLO??? WHAT.

WE'RE NOT WINNING WHAT THE HELL

(unless our role in the dream is to drop a jawdropping performance [idfk do we have diasomnia boys minus lilia(? i honestly dont know how lilia's dream ends and if he joins us) and malleus???)

but listen. if vils the best. and neige is the best.

we're so. not winning..? (i was going to ask if it was gonna be like rook this time voting for NRC and thats how we win. but like. HELL no are we gonna have it be split 50/50 again like that)

anyway i am still very excited and so pumped and oh my god fhsuihe

i find it so funny that at the start of the post i was so crushed like 'oh my god...' cause angst and then here i am doing a complete 180

EDIT: hold on. i didnt think to think about it but now that we know what his room looks like

thats his bed. you can see the neige part. and that thing he's holding onto is like the movie poster (or i assume its a movie poster) with vil and neige

ngl i saw some people linking it up to like the hunter crying on snow white's dress

which. i never saw this movie so like (i dont even want to know what happened but also these movies are OLD. also in like sleeping beauty?? i saw the animated of once upon a dream or something like that and mans just comes up to her out of nowhere. no warning and holds her and sings and im just like brUH if you did that id fucking hit you like WHAT???)

also i just noticed his muscles goddamn.

[queenvhagar]

if they decide to make daeron a bastard imma scream... aside from the fact that it makes alicent even more of a hypocrite daeron being valyrian looking is actually pretty fucking important. in the books jace and daeron are only a few months apart in age and everyone was like "omg look at the queen giving birth to another targaryen looking baby while the princess had a baby that looks nothing like her or her husband!" also how the heck did daeron get a dragon if he's a bastard!?

first they give us no nettles now possibly this shit... I'm so over them adapting grrm's work into a version of whatever they think is cool.

also who the heck was princess aeriana. ik some folk are saying that it's possibly a made up character before aegon's conquest ... but the targaryen's weren't royalty at that point so wtf are the show makers high on, and i'm still mad at the stupid northern plot where they have jace talking about how aegon the conqueror went up north, plus cregan talking about how alyssane and jaehaerys visited winterfell during his dad's time which again makes zero fucking sense ... it was during alaric stark's time and he's probably cregan's grandpa or smth.

don't get me started on how they switched up addam and alyn's ages, plus didn't give us anything on marilda of hull ... oh and rhaenys apparently is totally cool with corlys having bastards and even thinks the boys mom must have been so pretty ...

this season is so boring and overall without context. daemon spends his time being high on harrenhal. alicent is going through major depressio arc. helaena is her usual mumbling self without any agency of her own. aemond is terrible. rhaenyra is ... idk what they're doing with her but i don't like it. aegon ii seems to be the only remotely interesting character but now he's gone.

so glad there's only one episode left of this disaster to get through ... can't believe they made us wait so long for this shit ... personally won't be waiting for season 3 because at this point it's probably going to be just as boring.

so disappointed we never got to see... jace negotiation with manderly's, sara snow, nettles, rhaenyra going mad with grief over luke, b&c going according to the books with helaena offering herself instead of her children, daeron in oldtown, book! accurate alyn and addam and daemon doing something instead of imagining how it'd be to fuck his mom...

sorry for the rant lol everything's just piled up for me since i waited until now to watch the shows and avoided spoilers to the best of my abilities. please do feel free to delete if you wish.

When people tell people that Game of Thrones was slow paced and technically very little happened and this season is just like that and to cope... nope.

As you mentioned in the second to last paragraph there were so many interesting things they could've done with this season to fill the time and expand on the story and characters... Instead there are 3 locations where morning scenes happen that don't grow the characters at all, nobody has any realistic motivations or emotions and reactions to events (and if they do they're framed as incorrect, like Jace or Aegon). It's oversimplified and redundant. No thoughts to be provoked. No depth to explore. No arcs for characters except maybe Daemon but it's been stretched way too far out and made irrelevant. No intrigue or politics. No scheming. Characters seem displaced from the setting...

I hope season 3 is the last season, and I won't be tuning into any other ASOIAF adaptations based on the crap fanfic quality of this one that they're trying to present as profound, deep, groundbreaking television.

[uh-mxtx]

Modern MDZS au where WWX gets in a debate with college professor LQR about LGBTQA+ stuff, probably bc WWX is “corrupting” LWJ with the gay agenda. And stealing all of LWJ’s turtlenecks, for some odd reason! The boy clearly can’t take care of his own clothes, they’re all tattered and his hair is a birds nest.

Anyways, LWR is going on about how the homos are lecherous filth that have fallen to temptation or smth while covering up their transgressions by naming themselves odd things. Really, LQR asks, “what even is a pan-sexual?” (Or some other such thing that shows he doesn’t actually know anything anout being queer)

“Oh, you don’t know?” WWX asks, eyes wide and innocent and CLEARLY up to Some Shit. “Professor Lan, Professor Lan, Professor ‘show your sources do your research’ LAN. Do you not know what we’re debating about?”

LQR huffs and starts saying something about family values and continuing on bloodlines, but WWX is grinning like the cat that caught the canary.

“Professor, have you ever actually researched this? Or are you just wasting my time?” (An actual LQR quote from earlier in the semester)

LQR puffs up, and he’s all “of course I haven’t-“

“Well then, Sir,” WWX interrupts, manic joy written all over his expression, “may I just say that you have the audacity of a white man insisting that Mandarin is just a type of orange.”

The bell rings before LQR can get a word in, and WWX grabs his bag and books it to the door.

“I’ll send you some reading, Professor Lan! Let’s do this again when you know what you’re talking about!”

And with that he’s gone.

Now, WWX is only a little bit of a hypocrite, bc he definitely thought he was straight and only just managed his Revelation of “oh heck Lan Zhan is so pretty he turned me gay?” *research montage bc he actually has resources (and NHS definitely helped.) “Oh maybe girls are just pretty and I’m demisexual.”

However, the fact that he only JUST did this, means his ADHD self still has all the tabs open. And, like, he did say he’d send stuff, and this is Lan Zhan’s uncle. So, he compiles a helpful list of sites and articles, includes a link to a place where you can ask questions to the Queer Council, and sends it off.

LQR is initially going to ignore it, but then his scholar brain gets the better of him. WWX had made a point, he was woefully unprepared, and so with the intention of finding points to throw in that little brat’s face, he braces himself for horrible outlandish untraditional family-breaking nastiness, plus whatever else WWX might have put in there (ancestors if that horrid boy sent him PORN he’ll have him expelled) and opens the links.

He finds a bunch of actual helpful websites.

Definitions for all the names, labels, flags. Helpful tips for understanding yourself. Pictures of couples holding hands, smiling happily.

“Love isn’t just for procreation.”

Resources for kids who’s parents kicked them out. Survival tips. Unsafe areas.

And, because I’m personally a big fan of Demisexual WWX, a whole bunch of websites on the Asexual spectrum. You know, where people say, “oh yeah, apparently other people actually DO feel that urge to have sex with people. The songs aren’t making stuff up y’all. We’re just built different.”

LQR: nani tf?

Thus begins a confused deep dive into asexuality, what it means, allosexuals and all that jazz. LQR actually does end up asking a question on one of the sites, something like:

“I always believed that people who allowed themselves to be lustful and fall into bed with others were simply unrestrained. Is it true that some people feel an actual need for this? I have felt attraction for a woman before, but I never felt the need that some popular media attests to.”

There’s a bunch of replies, but one sticks out to LQR:

“Gonna be crude for a sec, excuse me- did you actually want to bang her? Or were you friends and heteronormative society insisted that boys and girls gotta want to fuck?”

LQR, who as a young man looked at CSSR and thought “If I have to marry, I wouldn’t mind her”: 🤯🤯🤯

Oh no.

He has to face that smirking little brat WWX.

[three-bunnies-in-a-trenchcoat]

Anyway this is normally where I "analyze" Ghirahim's fight like the obsessed person that am, so!

Honorary mention to his earlier dancing and dramatic emerging from behind a pillar

Wiggly fingers. Like is that necessary?

Link's so fucking angry I love it

No comment

His whole existence? That's... kinda sad, dude. Pick up a hobby. Learn to knit or something

TOSS THE ZELDA

I like how he completely gives up on being civil. Like he never was but hi yes thank you for uhhh offering to show me to my grave

Yeah buddy you were a fool

The diamonds look a bit like fire here, which is interesting considering he is sort of forging himself into the sword spirit form

HEY the mural of Demise appearing is directly behind Link in this shot!!!

Clank clank clank. The fuck are your feet made of, man?

Some semblance of dignity- BUDDY THAT WAS NOT DIGNITY

G. Guilty pleasure?

I do sympathize with him here because Link is annoyingly persistent

Ok so I. Did not remember that Ghirahim briefly showed his sword form. That's interesting.

The diamonds on his skin are kinda cool, ngl

Like how Link is surprised very briefly and then just immediately goes back into pissed off mode

By the way where the FUCK did the second ear come from? Was it always there but he just pinned it back or something so it wouldn't mess up his hair? How come he has ears and Fi doesn't?

The endless plunge is a stupid as fuck name

Absolutely HILARIOUS that Ghirahim had Link's death planned out in a specific way and then Link decided, nope, that's my plan now

So apparently Demise just like. Eats people. Okay.

Cool as fuck boss arena, though

Music is just so good in this game

I like how he just punches Link now. No fancy style, backhand slaps, just straight up fucking decking him

Also he leads with whatever hand is in the direction Link is heading (such as Link goes left, his right hand).

However, if you stand still, it's with the hand in the direction Link is facing

His right hand punch comes from underneath, while the left hand is overhead

The downward plunge into a fatal blow is kinda cool ngl

KICKS YOU KICKS YOU KICKS YOU

(This is the same move he used against Groose and the old woman at the Gate of Time)

He always kicks with his left leg

MAGIC HANDS

By the third platform, he prefers kicks over punches

What the FUCK is up with his skin. Why is it red under the black? What the heck

Why didn't he just start with the sword?

He doesn't do any fancy moves, just a simple sideways slash, an overhead slash, and a stab forward

Oh god not the daggers again

WHAT THE SHIT HE CAN DO SKYWARD STRIKES OF HIS OWN?

Ok so he doesn't do that weird super speed dodge anymore, just blocks mine with his sword. Same with arrows, the clawshot, the slingshot, and the whip

The bug net mutes the music lmao

Bombs make him jump back? I think?

He still licks the sword because yeah. Why not.

Ohhhhh I don't like that sword. For one it is ugly. Where did your good taste go, man?

Anyway just a basic sideways and overhead slash

Even his voice sounds weird and metallic. Fuck dude do you need a cough drop?

I feel kinda bad for him. Like he's clearly a good fighter, training for thousands of years, but Link still someone manages to defeat and, in this case, drive him near to death

What is he? THAT'S WHAT I WANT TO KNOW (wild gesturing to my several fics where Link is in some way not human or ridiculously overpowered)

The laugh and the ominous music 10/10

Like seriously Skyward Sword has the best music of any Zelda game imo

I do like how the Imprisoned is in its first form, only legs. Nice detail because it's the first time its broken out

(Also, no spike, which was actually never down in the pit to begin with)

Poor Zelda

Anyway Ghirahim has fangs

World's worst magical girl transformation

Y'know, after all that Ghirahim did, I think he deserved at least some acknowledgement instead of just immediately being forced into sword form. Shit, man, Demise did not deserve your loyalty

Actually wait where was the second Ghirahim during all of this? The one from the past? Did he just not notice what was going on?

Such a cool fucking sword honestly

Demise is weirdly polite

Bag of flesh? Couldn't think of a better term?

GO GROOSE GO

The little sigh of relief...

Angry Link <3

HE'S SO FUCKING SMALL

He's polite, but you can tell he doesn't think of Link as nothing more than an annoying bug

Oh, hey, the name for the past Sealed Grounds is Hylia's realm. Neat.

Anyway. In conclusion I think Ghirahim should have been gayer and more dramatic. Fun fight, though

[thefatisland]

I found a Formerly Fit example from the webtoon, “My Life as a Loser 2”. The first chapter has the main character having gotten overweight since the end of its previous.

Very interesting! Thanks for sharing! I had found another webtoon with a similar weight gain through a Youtube video, and it made me realize how this seems like a "vaguely" common thing among these specific creations - it echoed also some of the weight gain/loss moments of "Lookism" (which, as an aside, I used to enjoy but grew to hate so much)

[Okay, brief rant about Lookism - I originaly dug the concept, you know, it felt fresh and weird and unusual, and yeah it was dark but it covered some serious and needed topics. But on one hand the whole thing grew so much dark and about evil people and stuff that I remembered I joked a long time ago "Does the author of Lookism actually hate South Korea? Because from the way he keeps describing everything wrong with it upped to 100% degrees, you'd think Korea is just filled with bullies, rapists, mafia, serial killers and disturbed psychos. And on the other hand what I actually grew to hate is how this webtoon was so fucking inconsistent. The tone kept switching from serious to goofy to family drama to action movie to lifeschool slice of life to pure horror, and the plot went fucking everywhere, it was like a blended mix of every type of manhwa around, it made zero sense in the long run... Anyway, I don't like Lookism at all Xp Though it does have one interesting character in terms of weight gain and body sizes, too bad he is in one of those "Bakugou" cases where the author makes you want to enjoy him as a side character and a "goofy" sidekick when he starts out as the worst piece of scum ever... Another thing I hate about Lookism - for a comic supposedly anti-bullying, it seems to forgive bullies and teach a "don't stand up to bullies, just be strong enough they won't bully you" type of logic... Anyway]

Okay I found back the other weight gain example I found - it is from "Wind Breaker", a webtoon about bicycle competition apparently? And there's this side character that undergoes a "Let's gain mass to be stronger", except he just becomes very fat, and to do a bicycling race it is not the best thing. If you google "Wind Breaker weight gain" online you'll find tons of vids or TikTik/Instas/whatever that all go crazy about how the character turned fat for a while...

But yeah I kind of see these three instances as answering something quite similar in those webtoons. Some sort of, I don't know... There's something there.

And oh wait... Oh shit I remember now! Okay so, the thing is that I am reading the chapter as I write this, and it just clicked that I used to look at this webtoon! X) Not this one but the previous "My Life as a Loser". I started reading it when in its prime when the first series was still going on - it wasn't finished and I didn't follow up with the rest afterward... I had forgotten all about it X) And damn, they don't joke on the "fanservice". What the heck this is basically all a lot of us had been looking for... You've got the belly slam, the stripping, the butt-crack showing, the after/before comparison... I feel like things are culminating

[As a French person, it truly cracks me up that the definition of a "rich meal" includes just tons of baguettes in baskets Xp]

[what-if-i-just-did]

Destiel Prompt List 2. Canon divergent of a classic Destiel scene.

Trigger Warnings: Feels, being swallowed by a sentient being of nothingness

A Kiss in the Place of Words

"I love you."

No. No no no no no. Nu-uh. Nope. This is not happening. Fuck, no way, this is not happening. He can't leave. He can't just say that, say all of that, and leave. That's not fair.

"Don't do this, Cas."

Don't leave me. I don't care about Chuck, and Billy, and every other fucked up thing in the world right now. You can't leave me, you just can't. Especially not after- after- shit, man, after everything you just said.

That sound- I turn around, and I can see the black goo coming, trying to take Cas away from me. I love you too, dammit- why can't I talk?! If anything has every mattered, it's that I need to tell him, need to tell you, I can't just let you leave without knowing-

Billy bursts through the door. No! "Cas-" And I'm finally about to tell him, and it won't be as, as, as whatever the heck the word is as everything Cas just said, but I'll have said it. But then, "Goodbye Dean." And he pushes me to the side. Billy walks in- like I care right now- and I'm trying to catch my breath, and the Empty reaches for Cas-

Yeah, I'm not having that. In one motion, I'm on my heels, and pushing off the wall, and I practically tackel Cas as he's taken, so, now we're both being taken, and okay, I didn't think this through. At all. But I'm not letting go. I'd rather be in the Empty with you than have you leave without me telling you.

"Dean! ? What.. why...." Cas still has tears in his eyes. We're surrounded by nothing. I mean, surrounded in it. Nothingness. It's black, it's so fucking black, and I'm scared. This is not a place where humans belong. This is not a place you should be awake in. And still, I'm here. But that doesn't matter right now. I'm here for a reason. Cas.

I try to think of something to say. The obvious one is I love you too, but apparently I'm still too emotionally stinted to be able to say that, so, you know, I try to go for You can have me, of course you can have me, or Me too, Cas, or anything, really, but nothing works. Fuck it. This works in movies, why not with us.

I kiss him instead.

And you know, I try to make it say everything I can't (I love you, You idiot, Don't leave me, I'm sorry), try to make sure it gets into that thick skull of his, because if anything I'd been worried about being too obvious and he thought he can't have me and how did I let that happen. And then eventually, we break for air (Is there even air in this place?) and I realise holy shit I just kissed Cas like I actually did that I just made out with Cas why do I sound like a teenage girl wait who cares I kissed Cas and he kissed back. "Me too, Cas. Of course, me too. I need you." My voice is scratchy- how long were we kissing? I rest my head on his shoulder. "Need you. You- You changed me too. I- I- I- GgGHHh! I- you too. I... oh Hell" I give him another soft kiss, just a quick one before looking into his eyes, trying to say it like that, then, if my stupid mouth can't co-operate.

Yeah, it isn't anywhere near Cas's frikkin' monologue. And I haven't really said it, not quite yet. I'll get there, I think. But I think he, maybe, gets it now. And yeah, we're, kinda stuck in the Empty, but who cares. I've got Cas. For real this time.

"Dean...", my name sounds like a fucking prayer out of his mouth.

And, oh yeah. I'm never letting him go.

[slow-button-off]

this is going to be long, you might not read it and i might not make sense but i need to take it out somewhere so

babyfication of literally ALL drivers happens nowadays, even max and alonso. all over tiktok and twitter.. personally speaking i hate the level it's reached because some fans refuse to treat the driver as humans and reach insane levels of shipping drivers together. ive seen such werid tweets it makes me ill even tho im part of the same generation looool.

it's just that since there's a perception that apparently *charles only has fangirls* and *young teenage girls support him because he's good-looking* he gets the same treatment from the other drivers' fans and media.

lol at them because firstly these men always fucking always admit he's good looking. secondly they prove that they ALL are misogynistic creeps who can't accept the fact that a woman who supports a good looking man (which they'll never be) have more knowledge about a sport than they do.

the constant he's depressed at ferrari narrative is all over the world by now, it's naturally understandable why the media behaves like that no?

i don't know who the fuck considers carlos an alpha male when that guy literally has the most ''i don't know what I'm doing here im clueless" look on his face. yesterday he was almost on the verge of tears on the radio. BUT since he's spanish he's considered an alpha apparently like alonso. alonso doing these tiktoks is considered funny but if charles ever does the same he'll be crucified w the words focus on driving. max gets told off by kelly in whatever clip of a documentary i saw on twitter, and i fully support everyone who bashes her because heck yes she is wrong. there everyones feeling bad for max and understandably so but god forbid that was charles in the clip i fucking bet half the qts from men would be for him to grow balls and stop her from pointing fingers.

at the end of the day it all comes down to one perception that he only has fangirls. which is so so so untrue. so wrong. BUT even if he does, it's okay. people don't want women to enjoy sports. are we not supposed to support an athlete at all?

deep down it's all the men showing how misogynistic they can be, this time, it's by targetting charles because that's the way they think they can reach majority of the female fanbase.

sorry once again this was extremely long charles' lack of luck and stupid takes of twitter have driven me crazy

Genuinely I read all of them and I love reading all of your guys thoughts! It's just if I don't have the brain to respond immediately I just forget.. and I am really sorry about that.

To the babygirlifying can get a bit much too, but with fans overall I am fine because I feel like most of them do know that they are talking about grown adults. Or at least it is somewhat in the back of their heads. But also it's fans and fandom is allowed to be a bit strange sometimes imo.

Yeah, that weird reaction to Charles having fans is so wild. You'd think he was just pretty but trundling around a minute off of the field with how convinced some people are that he only has fans because of his face.

Some of them are so adamant that I am convinced that they only have an issue with him because they are jealous. Also like what do they want him to do? take off his face? It's not like he is going out of his way to look the way he does it's just his fucking face.

It always makes me wonder about how the brains of men work if they always assume that women can't find someone attractive and still hold other positive opinions of them. Like are men that blinded by peoples attractiveness? They can't grasp that someone being nice to look at is quite often just the cherry on top of many other things.

The depressed at Ferrari thing can be funny but like anytime he isn't smiling in a picture it's because of Ferrari apparently. that's a bit much. I don't really feel like that's the media narrative tho. or maybe I've just not seen that stuff.

Overall I don't think that what drivers say in the car and even to a certain extent in the post race interviews should be held against them. Obviously as long as they are being respectful. But a race with all the adrenaline is a very emotional situation for them and I think that's fine.

But yeah the double standard is what pisses me off. Carlos being upset means he is the only one that cares but if that had been Charles the narrative would've been completely different. I hate all of the narratives I just don't get why they are so weirdly different.

I think it's a mixture of he is pretty, he has a lot of fangirls (and anything that women especially young women like has to be bad) and the fact that he is kind.

But it's so funny because he has always been infantilised to a certain extent in F1 but like in 2018/19 the whole thing used to be that Max should learn from him because he is so much calmer and so much more in control of himself. But even though Charles himself hasn't changed that much it's apparently the opposite and it's bad or he doesn't have control over himself.

People on twitter having dumb opinions is annoying but doesn't bother me nearly as much as the fact that this weird narrative about him is also being perpetuated by the pundits. By the professionals.

I'm glad that he doesn't seem to be too bothered by that, like it probably annoys him a little but he isn't like upset about it and he isn't going to change because of it.

I just wonder if the pundits are aware of what they are doing and why they are doing it. and what they would say if they were confronted with facts and how they keep contradicting themselves.

again, don't worry about the length I love reading thoughts like this. I just need to find the time to give a proper response.

[swordswoman97]

Okay having finished the Zora's Domain main quest I have thoughts. Below cut for spoiler reasons and because I have a lot of thoughts.

So Yona. She's sure... There I guess.

Look I'm not the first person on the website to complain about Yona, but I still have things to say. I would however like to preface this with the fact that while I do enjoy Sidlink, it's more in a "oh that's a nice ship" way than an "OMG I SHIP IT!" way. I'm also 100% not a Sidon simp. I get why y'all are so into him, but there are other characters I prefer. However, I definitely understand the frustration with Yona, and I have my own issues with her inclusion.

Now I'm not entirely convinced Yona was included just to spite sidlink ships and even less convinced it was just to spite the people who found him hot. Especially considering, I doubt they didn't see the thirst art for Ganondorf and that didn't stop them from letting the designer go whole hog on making him physically attractive. But I'll admit I can't 100% rule out the possibility that sidlink shippers contributed to that decision.

Instead, Yona almost comes off as just being a narrative shortcut by the devs to try and add some explanation to Sidon not immediately jumping into trying to investigate with the player and possibly to try and make it look like Sidon has changed in the 3-5 years since BOTW which, tbh wasn't even necessary. Zoras live a long ass time, I'd guess somewhere between 300 to 500 years. Sidon and the other Zora not actually changing that much as like people would make sense. In Zora terms it hasn't even been that long. As for the arc thing, you could have gotten the same affect by making Sidon afraid of failing his people or heck, if you wanna keep Sidon's fear of losing more people he's close to, have him know about Dorephan's state and have Sidon afraid that if he doesn't keep the water flowing into that chamber clean, he'll lose his father. Same damn affect.

Then you have Yona herself. For one thing she is so flat. Her only personality seems to be that she's nice and she's in love with Sidon. That isn't a character. Then there's her backstory. While more domains of zora makes sense, it's more the fact that any of these domains are still in contact with Hyrule's Zora's Domain that falls flat. We know Yona and Sidon met before the calamity, but you expect me to believe that any of the other domains kept in contact while Hyrule was crawling with guardians, let alone apparently visited enough for Sidon to not completely or at least mostly forget Yona? Where does she even come from? Across the sea? In the sea? Past the desert? Across that giant bottomless pit surrounding Hyrule on two sides? How did she even get here considering everything else going on?

Plus, one of the new monuments (why were those replaced anyway?) confirms that their marriage was arranged, and makes reference to Sidon viewing Yona as a sister... Nintendo what the fuck?! I don't care if Sidon's feelings toward Yona have become "complicated" or whatever he calls it, Sidon marrying someone he viewed as a sister is fucking creepy.

And then their relationship doesn't even seem meaningful. Now part of it is probably the fact that by the time we see Yona and Sidon interact I was already pretty iffy about the whole thing, but the limited screentime we get with them does not work to sell me on the fact that this relationship is actually romantic. They call each other an almost sickening amount of pet names but that just feels weird due to it. Like, there are times Sidon came off less as actually in love with Yona and more as trying to force himself to be. Like this relationship is way too forced to feel like anything but a slap in the face.

Plus tbh while I haven't finished the game, they might redeem themselves later, Yona is just a part of the growing feeling I'm getting that the devs just didn't consider how things fit into the already established lore. Like, why is Ganondorf knocking around when Hyrule is being founded when Hyrule was very much already a thing when Ganondorf first showed up in OOC. How does Sidon have a childhood friend from another domain with the calamity causing problems for the last 100 years? Why do the sages all have the exact same weapons as the champions? And the same models? Like... were these speeches originally supposed to be given by the champions and they switched it at the last second and couldn't be bothered to make new models? I love this game, I am having so much fun, but this story is just... I have so many questions. I really hope things start making more sense as I get farther in.

[hollowhereitcounts]

Stupid cunt.

Fucking piece of shit.

Nag hooker.

That’s what I get called. I try and talk about the fact that these things are not equal. That this is not ok. I try and tell him that just deciding to take a 2 hour break when we have a child is wild. He wants to tell me he plays with his son all the time and I never do. I’m just taking care of him?! Like I’m carrying THE ENTIRE load of care. When exactly can I play. The five minutes he decides to play is when I can finally put laundry in but go off I guess.

I sometimes genuinely wonder if he still loves me. I listened to our wedding song this morning. I was happy. I keep thinking about how much I love him and then this happens and I don’t even understand. I’m literally an idiot. I keep coming home like a fool every day hoping things will be different—completely believing the ideas in my head. Reality hits so hard

Stupid worthless cunt. Disappointment as a wife.

His words. Not mine. I am not always thrilled with myself but I wouldn’t say that about me.

“You didn’t tell me what needs to be done.”

Bro. Literally what the heck? You are an adult man. You should know. You should not be looking at me a to assign you chores like your freaking mommy?!

Like I’m really happy you play with our son but you won’t feed him. You won’t change him. You won’t dress him. Won’t rock him down (anymore)…? But yeah you’ll push him around in his car for 25 minutes. Pardon me if I feel the scale is a tad unbalanced.

I can’t believe he equates me occasionally forgetting to flush the toilet and accidentally leaving the basement light on with him straight up DIPPING most evenings. Like yeah. They’re the same. For sure.

I don’t even know what to think. He is just trying to hurt me when he says these things. I thought I was special and strong enough and chosen… and whatever else. Surely I can help…

Nope. I just get told that I don’t respect him and I don’t ever treat him right because apparently wanting to not carry the majority of the load of housework, meal prep, and child care is basically Bad Wife 101.

Everything would be so much easier if you just recognized that the day isn’t over until he is down. Occasionally needing a break is one thing. But it’s every other day. Come ON.

I told him I would document this. I’m tired of this. I’m literally tired of this. He doesn’t believe me. I am so so tired of this.

[blog-reflection]

ONE / Thirty Three - What If?

What the actual fuck am I suppost to do?

I am screwed. I noticed that while being at Royal Holloway I have missed over eight messages from Ethan. It was just the casual stuff and, to be host, he’s been texting me cute stuff all the time by now but how shity does it look if I didn’t even respond on the same day. Not gonna lie I feel terrible for not releasing that. In reality, my brain is just a massive messed up pile of whatever a brain is made of. The investigation that happened truly bounced my mind off of anything related to my real life, to my friends, to Ethan. I don’t even know what I am supposed to do with Jesse to be honest. I get Lucia and honestly she is right. I just can’t stand to be the one who, yet again, falls head over heels for a guy I don’t even know. Don’t get me wrong, Ethan and I have been chatting quite a bit but we only have seen each other on the day we met. We didn’t go on a date, we haven’t talked properly. Heck I didn’t even manage to visit him at work to fetch a coffee. Nothing. And the next time we will see each other we will already have our first date. 

I honestly don’t know if I’m too fast with anything. I feel like I kind of act as long as the feelings are there. What if the feels for him linger off? What if Ethan finds another one and completely forgets about me because I’m so shitty in terms of answering? What if I bore him? What if…there are so many what if’s in my head right now if I’m completely honest. I just… I guess I’m just afraid of getting close to someone considering my last relationship. I only ever had one, but that was already enough. After that one I decided that a relationship isn't the thing for me. I installed grindr and went more for casual meet ups with any stranger who was close and hot enough to spend time with. I met a cool dude but that was it. Most of the people were one time only things and I say as it is, I’m not ashamed of it. Many, including Jesse, would’ve called me a whore just because I had some time with so many guys. In reality, I enjoy nothing out of it. 

But let's get back to the topic. Ethan. I decided to answer, asking him about his week and how he is feeling about the ice rink situation this weekend. I just wanted to make sure he’s really up for it. Judging by the time he should still be at work, I guess I just have to wait for him to reply to my message. In the meantime, I browsed to the other chats I had. 

Lucia had, again, asked me if I already messaged Jesse about how I am in love with Ethan and what the news is. Gosh sometimes I hate when people enter my life for so much attention like piss off I am not that interested that your mind has to be constantly running around me.

The group chat of Jesse and Petal had dozens of messages, but since I wasn’t pinged somewhere I just left it and waited till they would ping me. To be honest I am kind of really hyped to meet petal. I was thinking about having some time with her while Ethan would get to know Jesse. I mean I told Ethan alot about Jesse but not the other way around. I just really hope that the plan will work out the way I have it in my mind. I mean sure I can never be 100 percent sure but I just hope it all works out.

Nonetheless, the ice rink seems really cool. It opened a while ago in Brighton but I was yet not able to actually get a good look at the place. Tickets have been booked out so fast, it was already hard for Petal to get ours. I just hope it's not too full so you don’t bump into strangers time and time again. I literally only want to spend some time with Ethan. 

Even better, Petal already agreed on coming to my place so the two of us could have an awesome sleepover. We asked Jesse to but they are kinda busy with their studies since they have to hand in an essay before monday and apparently they are running really really late. I asked Lucia if she had to write an essay like that too but she didn’t. Maybe it’s some extra work or simply because Lucia and Jesse have different curses. Actually, I think that might be the reason. Nonetheless I couldn’t care less about any of that. This is the exact reason why I could never have studied. I just think learning and writing so much knowledge isn’t really for me yet I am in my room typing an essay or blog to keep ya’ll updated on my life with, honestly isn’t even that special to begin with. 

Alright, I got away from my PC since Sarah called for dinner. She made some pasta which was delicious as hell. She also got some white wine along with the food so we spent the evening really chilled out, just the two of us drinking wine and eating pasta. After dinner we both sat at the sofa and watched an old movie till both of us fell asleep.

Looking back at it, today has been a blast and a lot of socialising. I think I need that. Nonetheless I am more than happy about the next few days. Soon Ethan and I will have our first date.

I hope everything goes swell. 

[rowanthestrange]

Eh, citation needed to be honest. The episodes so far:

“Season One” with 14:

-Both the conceit of the whole thing and details of Episode One relies on a firm remembering of characters and details of a story from fifteen years ago. You weren’t watching back then? Rip. You forgor? Rip. The most unjumping on point conceivable for Season One Episode One babyyy. How are there 14 Doctors I thought there could only be 13? You don’t get an explanation. The Doctor’s just gonna talk about being really fucking old now when you thought the Doctor was 900. Are you watching and not a legal adult yet? Well hope you heard how fun 10 and Donna were and went back to watch the old stuff, or else you get the fun job of quickly picking up on new old characters. We’ve brought back a famous comic alien. What do you mean you didn’t know there were comics.

-Episode Two: Hey did you guys skip the 13th Doctor’s series as casuals are renowned to have done? Sucks to suck. The Doctor isn’t a Time Lord? Abandoned? Adopted? Oh you’re confused? Tough, I’m not going to explain the whole thing. Take it as read or do the homework.

-Episode Three: Congratulations, if you weren’t there to be traumatised by Donna’s ending fifteen years ago, you don’t know what’s going on but it sounds bad so you’re just going to have to roll with it. Also enjoy this very rough explanation of a character that’s about 60 years old that’s all you’re getting. What do you mean creatures outside the dimensions? If you didn’t watch the middle bits of Classic Who I guess just skim over that, just nod, just nod.

“Season Two” with 15:

Church and Episode One: Haha I mean it, go back and watch the 13th Doctor, this abandoned baby Doctor not being a Time Lord plotline is going to persist, and I hope you got the subtext Chibs was laying down cus we’re gonna carry on as if you did. Don’t know why the Doctor’s able to blow regeneration energy into a butterfly cus it’s apparently not a limited resource? We won’t be explaining. Just smile and wave. The show says it all links together but you don’t know the Doctor’s backstory enough to know what that means? Smile and wave.

Episode Two: We will be persisting with the niche Classic Who callbacks. Here’s a character mentioned last seen 60 years ago. Don’t know if you should know who these characters are? Don’t worry about it.

(Everyone’s talking about Mel in the trailer and you still don’t really know who that is? Don’t worry about it).

((Haven’t been noticing the same woman appearing as a background character over and over and over again? Don’t worry about it.))

Like I get it. But the amount of stuff a “casual” already has to look past and adjust to and fill in for themselves in Russell’s work right now is bananas. But they do. Why?

Cus it really isn’t that hard to introduce niche characters or concepts in a way that normies understand. At all. We do it constantly. Russell is an expert in it because that’s what he had to do with everything from Autons to Rassilon for four years to literal children.

Like even our most niche of characters - no-one has ever needed more than 30 seconds to get the character of Iris Wildthyme across in any media she’s ever been in. Popular niche characters are popular because they boil down to a few simple elements that Are Cool. A good character is easy to get across even for someone of no prior knowledge.

The amount that Casual Viewers don’t understand in NuNu-Who is huge, but Rusty is a master of getting them to ignore that feeling and learn on the job enough to get through. And perhaps enticing them to find out what they’re missing and start the journey to being a fan instead. The Casuals almost never understand the actual macro story or people in it, watching it just gives them happy feelings. And so long as you do that — as Rusty is a genius at doing — he has proven time and again you can do whatever the heck niche thing you want that they were never going to fully understand anyway. A good writer can write for both at once. And he does. Never forget, this is the man who rebooted Doctor Who with fucking Autons instead of Daleks.

As ever, when theorising the Dr who fandom would do well to remember that the show is made first & foremost for casual fans lmao