#but i cant until ng+

[cinemacrypt]

So so so fucking angry tonight

[kuiinncedes]

I WILL APPLY FOR A JOB W A COVER LETTER TODAY

[grvntld]

i know it has been a while but i hv to let this out—my gosh im not ready for this pain jusq why naman kailangan mamatay yung grandpa sa story tapos bAkeht kaya talagang binasa ko pa every detail nung struggle sa ospital like?¿?¿?¿ why am i putting myself through this pain?¿?¿¿

[puppmeo]

Have you ever been assumed to be romantically attracted to someone and even just the thought of that makes you want to throw up . Anybody

[lycorid]

Gonna start playing Smite occasionally again I think. Plus it’s free and some of the modes don’t take super long so I can bait (read: ask) my friend into playing with me.

Arena is just super fun because everyone is bunched together so you can pull some absolute bullshit with characters and get away with it. Aphrodite is dumb as shit when you’re semi-competent and you link to someone else who’s semi-competent; the entire team dives on you both and you just laugh as you team wipe them because you’re literally unkillable. Joust is super tense unless you play with friends though because people get big mad over losing. The “Joust but with two lanes” (conquest?) is pretty fun though.

Also they added a whale that’s apparently really dumb so I want to try that one out.

[carrotpiss]

This is a bunch of sad lost and confused and frustrated and lonely sludge, advise not reading

[alienaiver]

HHHH FIRST OF ALL TJANK U THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!!! this is everything aND MORE 🥺🥹🧡🧡🧡 ilysm dira u write so well its alWAYS SUCH A JOY TO READ UR WORKS AND TAKES ON TROPES AND CLICHES THEYRE ALWAYS SO FRESH AND WELL DONE !!!' 😭🧡🧡🧡

Senpai - Komori x reader

for the Haikyuu Request Game - requested by @alienaiver

He heard the story, like everyone else.

That hotshot from Karasuno with the buzz head had managed to score the legendary beauty that was Karasuno’s third-year manager. 

Relationships between players and managers weren’t uncommon but as far as Komori knew, the girls were usually the ones that were younger.

But there he was, Tanaka Ryunosuke, the proof that exceptions confirm the rule.

If only Komori could have been as lucky, he thought, as you graduated and left the school.

-

He’s a first year and training camp is a terrible mix of consoling his cousin and trying not to fall behind.

He needs to prove his place on the court just as much as Kiyoomi but he needs to prove his place on the team a little bit more.

“Here, your water.” You smile as you hand out the bottles, golden sunlight casting a halo around you as you walk through the throng of people catching their breath.

He’s not been in love before, has merely fancied one girl over the other in Junior High.

But this, the rapid beating of his heart, the longing pull that starts behind his navel and steers him towards you, always towards you, this must be love.

-

“My girlfriend-” It’s not polite but Komori has learned to tone out Washio every time he starts a sentence like that.

“So, what do you think?” Washio’s grinning at him and Suna‘s smirking next to him like he knows exactly what’s going on but choosing to enjoy the show instead of helping.

“About what?” 

“What I just said.”

“I wasn’t li-” Komori interrupts himself by turning his head, still way too attuned to your sight. But could it really be?”

“Earth to Komori, are you listening?”

“You guys go ahead.” He grins and fears that it must look a little bit hysterical, “I just realized I urgently need a coffee before we watch that movie.”

“You’re right.” Suna’s voice drawls lazily as he eyes Komori, ever the instigator, “I’ll come with you.”

“No, no. I’ll get you one. I know what you drink anyway. Go on, go ahead.”

-

“Is he okay?” You ask when Sakusa hides in the corner yet again.

The worry is visible on your face, painting shadows where none have been before.

He’s seen you cheerful, has seen you determined, but never worried like this. It creates a strange feeling in his chest, pulling him apart in two very distinct directions.

He wants to see more of this, wants to explore all there is to explore, see all the colors of emotion you can be painted in.

And he wants you to be never worried at all. Wants the shadows to disappear until you’re bathed in nothing but light.

Your hand is warm on his elbow as the two of you look over at Kiyoomi.

His voice is thick as he speaks but for a different reason than you must assume.

“He’s not good with crowds.”

“What can we do to help?”

That’s how he knows that he’s lost to this feeling.

Because in all your struggles, helping others has always come first.

-

By the time he makes it into the coffee shop he’d seen you walk in, he fears you might have already left again.

But there you are, waiting for your drink, still as beautiful as you’d been years ago.

“Senpai?” 

Oh god, he shouldn’t have called out to you like this, your name would have been way better, right?

But you look up and he cantell you recogniz him, pleasant surprise washing over your face.

“Komori-kun!” You smile. “What a surprise!”

“I just saw you walk past and had to say hi.” He tells you, feeling surprisingly shy all over again. You’ve always had that effect on him.

“What are you doing? Can I buy you a coffee?”

You laugh, taking your cup from the barista just as he utters the words. 

“That’s very sweet of you. I was just out shopping but I have some time, we could sit down and chat a bit if you want?”

He nods eagerly, following you to a table.

“What have you been up to, Senpai?” He asks, too happy about the fact you’re willing to spend your free time with him to care about anything at all.

-

You’re giggling at the back of the bus, heads stuck together over a movie playing on his phone. Kiyoomi is sleeping next to them, his curled-up body the reason you’d come back in the first place.

Talking to you has always been easy, the only Senpai he’s allowed to call by first name.

He wonders if you know how he feels about you. If it’s as visible on his face as it is on the inside.

Second-year just started and he’s already dreading the end of it, having to go through another year without you by their side. By his side.

He knows so much about you now, has learned so much in one year of knowing you yet feels like he doesn’t know enough.

He knows why you decided to become a manager instead of a member of the Girls Volleyball Club but he doesn’t know how you feel when you watch them instead of playing yourself.

He knows you’re struggling with a chronic illness you’re still not fully grasping the extent of but he doesn’t know how you feel about it on your good days, on your bad days, on the days that fall in the middle of it all.

He knows that you love their team but he doesn’t know how you feel about him, just that he’s younger than you, will always be younger than you and all girls in his class are looking at the older guys instead, never the other way around.

-

“Oh no, I should get going.” You look at your watch with a frown on your face. “I totally lost track of the time.”

“Oh, we should, I mean, we could…” Komori’s stumbling over his words now, “I’d like to do that again. If you want, I mean.”

You smile politely. “It was very nice, but I don’t go out for coffee often.”

Komori’s thinking of Tanaka, of the rare exceptions proving the rule, and he takes his heart into his mouth.

“What about a date?”

“Huh?” You look surprised, but not in a negative way, and he soldiers on.

“I’ve been interested in you ever since you were a manager for us but I was too shy to confess to you back then. But we’re older now and we’re both single and I’d like to take you out on a date. Only if you’re comfortable with it, though. I don’t want to pressure you, Senpai.”

Your face had been open and curious up until his last word, your brows furrowing at the formal term. Komori knows when he’s fucking up and this seems to be the moment for him.

“Or you can take your time and think about it first,” he tries to save what he can. “I can give you my number.”

There’s a moment of stillness between the two of you, as if even the world is holding its breath to wait for your answer.

“Yes, that would be okay.”

His hand’s shaking as he scribbles down his number, his heart in his throat.

He’d never thought he’d get the chance to confess to you, not after you graduated.

But as you leave he can’t help the thought that this isn’t going to work out.

He’s just not Tanaka.

He’s not the exception.

-

It’s custom to hand your second button to the person you like the most on the day of your graduation.

But by the time he graduates you’re no longer a student at their school.

He plucks the button from his jacket the minute he steps out of the house, pushing it into his bag until it’s somewhere hidden between his books. He hopes that it will be out of sight and out of mind but he cannot stop thinking about it.

Not when Kiyoomi throws him a knowing look.

Not when seemingly everyone passing them wonders aloud who had gotten his second button first.

And it’s not that no one asks for the button.

It’s the fact that he’s learned what he wants and even if there might be another person out there for him, someone like you but not like you, they’re not at school with him today.

-

One day, two days, three days pass without a word from you.

Komori should have known.

“You seem down, man.” Washio blocks the door of the changing room, worry in his eyes.

“Yeah, you were so happy after you ditched us at the movies, what happened?” Suna’s trying to act as cool as ever but the fact that he’s staying behind with Washio tells Komori that his teammate is worried.

“‘s nothing guys.” He tries to deflect but Washio’s not stepping aside.

“Spill.”

And maybe it’s the fact that these boys have not been on a team with him in High school, have never met you before or known his awkward self trying to hide his crush, but as soon as the first words fall from his lips he can’t stop talking, pouring it all out.

“Damn.” Washio huffs out when he ends while Suna’s on his phone again, chewing on his lip as he types.

“That’s her?” He turns his phone to your instagram profile. It’s a picture of you smiling at the beach, volleyball  tucked under your arm. 

“Yeah.” Komori mumbles, worried for whatever Suna might say next. But he just pockets his phone and claps one hand on his shoulder, pressing the firm muscle as if to tell him, without words, that he knows exactly what he’s feeling right now.

At least he’s not going through this alone.

-.-.-.-

“My name is Komori Motoya. I played Libero at the Dōshō Junior High. I look forward to playing with you. Please take care of me.” He bows with the other boys but none of them stick out to you like he does.

It’s not that he’s got talent. Because Sakusa does too.

It’s not that he’s tall. Because Sakusa is taller.

It’s not even the fact that he’s cute. Because Tsukasa might be cuter.

You can’t tell what it is, but you can point out when it shows.

In the way his eyes crinkle when he smiles or his mouth curls when he thinks.

In the way he manages to make everyone open up - even you - and never seems to get tired of listening to his cousin's rants. 

You know he has a great future ahead and you wish him the best of luck, hoping against all common sense that your future might intertwine.

Sufferers of chronic illnesses and future sports stars rarely have many things in common.

At least you’ve had High School.

-

One hour. Two hours. Three hours.

You can’t take it anymore, phone pressed against your ear as you wait for the call to be picked up.

You don’t wait for your best friend to properly greet you before the words spill from your lips like the surge of waves.

“Do you remember Komori?”

“Komori?”

“Komori Motoya? Libero? Second Year? Do you remember him?”

“Please, I’d never forget that tall bean pole of sweetness. You had such a crush on him, it was insane. What made you think of him?”

Your chewing on your nails now, a trait you thought you’d gotten over.

“I met him today. We-we had a coffee together.”

“Oh, that’s cute.”

“CUTE?” You huff and apologize for your outbreak instantly, pacing your room now in another futile attempt to calm yourself down.

“He confessed to me. I don’t know what to do!”

“What do you mean? You say yes, of course.”

“But- What about never dating younger guys?”

“Please. you’re both grown ups now, that’s different. But tell me all the details first, I have to live through you, remember?”

-

“Here, take my jacket.” Komori’s jersey jacket envelopes you like a blanket, still warm from his own body heat. It smells like him too, a little bit sweet and a little bit citrusy.

You try not to dip your nose into it and fail but he’s not noticing it, eyes ahead as you walk, his hand a steadying presence on your back.

“I can gather the things myself.” You remind him. “Surely you need the rest after training.”

“It’s okay.” He smiles down at you and your steps falter the slightest bit, your heart betraying you by jumping at the familiar sight. “You would have to walk multiple times and with me we can get this done in one.”

And you think that’s it. That he’s just helpful like he always is. But he always, always cuts into your resolve with his words and his smile. Always, always makes you think that maybe, just maybe, you should give in.

“Besides. I like spending time with you.”

His hand brushes yours as you walk and you wonder what would happen if you just took it, felt the warmth of his pulse under your fingers, allowed yourself to be loved by him.

But your future is still dangling in front of you with its fangs revealed. The future is scary and unsure of many things but tests and doctors telling you all the things you won’t be able to do.

Love is often a fickle thing. 

You’d rather look back knowing you could have had him than look back and know that you lost him.

-

You give yourself 24 hours to think this over before you text him. 

At 23 hours and thirty minutes you decide that enough is enough and send him the text you’d spent thirty minutes revising with your friend yesterday.

There’s no answer.

No read sign, no dancing dots. 

You tell yourself that he’s probably still training and force yourself to put your phone away.

Two days pass until your phone vibrates with a message you’d almost given up on.

But as you open the text, you freeze in your spot.

“I’m sorry, you must have the wrong number. My name’s not Komori.”

He’d given you a wrong number.

But he’d sounded so certain, so honest…

-

“Never have I ever broken a bone.” He teases, eyes sparkling as he watches you take a sip of your soda.

The rest of the team is sprinkled across the restaurant, Sakusa just a few seats over talking with your first-year manager about the importance of sanitizing the volleyballs properly.

She’s clearly infatuated with him and he’s clearly oblivious to it.

“Never have I ever broken my word.” You test him and his mouth curls as he thinks before shaking his head.

You shouldn’t look too closely at his lips, shouldn’t think too much about his eyes, but the end of the school year is nearing, graduation looming over you and the sight of his face is the only thing keeping you sane some days.

-

Two days.

Two days you spend doubting yourself, your perception of him.

On Monday you give in to the quiet voice mumbling in the back of your brain, reminding you of hours spent in the gym with him, laughing at his jokes, marveling at how easy comforting others comes to him.

He’s a good guy, always has been.

You think of his shy smile as you type the numbers you’d googled earlier, think of him blushing as you listen to the ringing on the other side.

“EJP Raijin management, Nishida Sadao speaking, how can I help you?”

“Hello Nishida-san, I am calling today with an unusual request but I hope you can help me…”

-

You cry on your graduation day.

Most people cry on their graduation day. 

Some of them shed happy tears, and some of them get their heart broken.

You wonder if you’re the first to break your own heart.

When will the time come when you can trust your decisions?

When will the time come when you can allow yourself to live?

You tell yourself that you will find someone else. Someone like him but not like him.

-

You’re still wearing your office attire, well aware of how out of place you’re looking as the doors open and one athlete after the other leaves the gym, throwing you curious glances.

Every time you hear the creaking sound of the door opening, you stand up a little straighter, fight the nervous fidgeting of your hands and the urge to chew on your nails again.

This time, a dark-haired man steps out, golden eyes landing on you just like with everyone else before. But while everyone else had looked away again, trying to seem polite, his eyes widened in surprise and he let out something that sounded like a string of curse words before he slipped back inside.

A second later, the door opens again, this time to Komori who’s looking at someone behind him.

“Suna, what are you doing? What do you me-” He stops when he sees you, blood rushing to his face in a blush so vivid you’ve never seen before.

“Hi.” You speak first when he seems unable to open his mouth.

“I tried texting you.” You soldier on this time, tongue dry in your mouth, heart hammering in your chest. “But I got the wrong number. At first, I thought it might have been on purpose…”

“It wasn’t.” He bursts out, blushing even more as he stammers. “I must have… I didn’t… I meant.”

You lift the bag in your arms, a thermos peaking out of the top. “Do you want to go for coffee?” You ask, well aware that it’s well past 6 p.m.

But his eyes glitter as he steps closer, just like they did in High School when you handed him his water bottle.

“Are you sure?” He asks and you know exactly how he feels.

You nod, a smile pulling at your lips.

“After all, you still owe me your second button.”

-

Love comes to those who grasp it.

Love comes to those who are patient, trusting that when it appears once it will appear twice.

Love comes to those who know that right person wrong time is not the end of it all.

After all, time isn’t linear.

It overlaps like the petals of a rose.

-

Liberos are usually the shortest player on the team. Komori isn’t.

Managers usually fall in love with the older players. You didn’t.

How lucky to be the exception to confirm the rule.

But, as Suna thinks to himself, watching the two of you leave that night, there might not be a rule to this at all.

And if there is no rhyme and rule to this game, he might still have a chance.

[bbarican]

🗺️⁀જ✈︎ ---- daydreaming

hiya tumblr, whats up?

currently hanging out in my parents room kasi theyre already in italy by this time i think or atleast malapit na sila mag land for their annual getaway; theyre off to florence and milan and tuscany and then switzerland and im so so so happy for them

but that also means im here, responsible for everything from the laundry to food to making sure my brothers are okay (well atleast my younger brother) and on top of that i have work to think about too and tbh work is just not it right now, or maybe im just still really reeling from the fact na our team building triggered everyone so much na until now its just such a sore topic but at the same time i cant really not think about everything we talked about ng mga kaofficemate ko so yeah

also, i just hate how emotionally draining it is most of the time to be at work or to even think about it in general; i hope this feeling goes away cause i dont want to be stuck in a rut this late into the year where i just dont want to work at all

so yeah, im just glad na i get to see my bestfriend tomorrow kasi i think the universe knew na i needed to be with other people besides my officemates, kahit for like a few hours man lang; and im also really really really excited to see my boyfriend this saturday

sigh, sana november 6 na para my parents are back in manila; sana din christmas na cause id love nothing more than to just be with my family and boyfriend and best friends and not think about work and even my workmates, sorry not sorry

[cowboyballads]

yeah the consort radahn fight blows ass. maybe its because i should get gud or whatever. maybe i shouldnt have attempted to run dlc for the first time with my NG+ character. Alas, i am too stubborn and will power through it. I got him to like 3 hits until he died but then i got too greedy and was punished for it. Still amazed i even got him so close to dying.

Anyway what a boss fight. I cant tell if this is alienating fromsoft fans or if they love the challenge. I just personally do not find it fun or enjoyable. I also literally cannot mald during it either because im still reeling from how bizarre the fight is. i dont want to respec for this fight (i have 80 dex and 80 arc bc im a bleed tryhard) but ive been making hefty rot pots and wearing the tankiest shit possible. resorted back to rivers of blood rather than stick to the great katana i was using, but i think a thrusting weapon would do me better.

i love getting my shit rocked with thiollier and ansbach. truly my favorite npcs throughout the whole game. anyway those are my final boss thoughts for now. he will fall to my blade. whether that be tomorrow or the next month. he can kill me as much as he wants. I only need to kill him once.

[nightmarecrowsclaw]

Okay, so I also have the Fields of Mistria bug... Glad to give out a prompt (only if you wanted! Feel free to ignore otherwise!), but I'd be curious to see what would happen between your farmer and each crush during a night out at the inn, perhaps with a few drinks? Whichever format you want! (And, of course, feel free to only do one pairing if you tend to ramble like me - oops...)

A bonus of Vaniper is never unwelcome here!

God there are so much I could say about each one of these. Thank you so much for asking this. From here forward ill be calling my Farmer NG, which stands for 'normal guy' given his whole hiding his name thing!. NG x March The two of them are complicated. They would but heads most the time due to NG thinking March really has it out for him not quite understanding the whole acts mean but likes you thing. That is until NG is invited to the Inn to drink and March is there. NG isn't much for drinking, being quite a lightweight himself, so seeing March get drunk and open about his feelings? Well NG would get flustered as hell. Friday nights at the inn is one of the "oh god i like him" Awakenings for NG as he sees that March is more than what he thought. When it comes to after their first drink together NG would be a bit of a flirt, and somehow always says things that come off dirtier than they seem, or like they are making fun of March instead. NG x Balor Within my farmer backstory I like to think that prior to moving NG was a traveling artist who might have met Balor a few times in passing. So he would be more comfortable around Balor compared to any other person. When it comes to the two of them sharing a few drinks NG cant help but open up as his gratefulness to moving to this new town comes pouring out of him. Something about Balor feels genuinely kind to him, and so buying him a plethora of drinks as a thank you is something NG would do. As always he'd end up sort of a flirt, but given the nature starting out with any of them, it comes off as more friendly banter than serious. NG x Eiland NG would get so excited to hear someone go on about their special interest and thinks this sort of drink outingis just for that. To talk about all the things they love such as cool things they find. They cant help but spend long hours rambling with Eiland about every little thing, sitting and listening to them talk seems so easy when people talk about things they love. As the night goes on and NG has more than enough drinks his brain tends to wander more and he cant help but go on how much he enjoys having Eiland around and how he may never have stuck around if not for the pink haired boy. And as the night drags on longer his eyes just cant seem to leave the pretty boy and he cant help but voice how Cute and pink they are.

[fukashiin]

OHMYGOSH

“Cause I don’t wanna live without you..”

Jade leech x Reader

Gender of the reader isn’t specify so i use ‘you’ instead of pronounce.

TW: mention of wound and Blood

Unrequited love, Angst no comfort, OOC Jade

a/n: I actually never been proud of this shit of mine but i force myself to write angst no comfort HAHAHAHA @fukashiin for u, i write your most obsessed Eel twin angst fic

Suggested to listen this song

———————————————————

"If one of us dies...

I hope i die first." you sang softly, but didn't noticed your lover presence behind your room door. Jade concern but hide it from you, he's not kind of a person goes overthink but now, he is. Jade hoped you never die, not until you both grow old together he wanted that, grow old with you and still making all sweet memories with you until his last breathe.

But that hope of his...

didn't happened.

He watched you bleeding in his arm, the wounds are too deep to save you from blood lost. "I'm sorry, my love.. i couldn't keep our promise.." you spoke weakly and one hand cupped Jade's cheek, "I understand, my pearl.. it seems my hope and wish can't be fulfilled.. I don't know how it'll felt without you.." he talked uncharacteristically very soft and pressed his forehead to yours.

"My only wish for you now, go find someone new to love you like i did, my love.." as you keep talking, the more you cough blood. “I'm afraid i couldn't.. you're the only one i love...I can be in love forever if its you, my pearl." as Jade closed his eyes, tears already dripping to your cheek and hold you close to him, "I don't wanna ever learn... how to fall asleep without you.." Jade began to sobs, "Don't cry, my beloved eel... I'll promise you to be there for you.." you wiped his tears away and kissed his cheek and forehead.

"I promise to be by your side... Thank you for everything my love.." slowly closing your eyes and breathe your last second of your life, while smiling softly to jade. Who's now lost his beloved, The most precious pearl he ever found.

"Only if fate isn't so cruel to you or both of us.. I love you forever, my dearest pearl." He hold your lifeless body tightly, began to cry even harder. His only wish to be with you forever, It seems in the next life, he would make his wish happened.

[starg-rlll]

Ed vent warning

I just wanna start off by saying im sorry if you relate mls

Ive always had issues around my body, i grew up sort of oblivious of the severity of how big i always was compared to my bsf, she was always skin and bone, beautiful and somone i always wanted to be like. It wasnt until i was about 7 that I realised fully i was different, i tried to not remind my parents about food, when at my dads I'd avoid meals because he was always more forgetful. I couldn't help it though, forever known as the kid who would eat everything anyone didnt want, i wasnt a fussy kid so I'd have the unwanted lunchbox food on top of my food too, id eat adult portions at 10 yrs old. It never clicked fully i was f@t though, i was always the tall one, little and large was usually a nickname between me and friends given by our parents. Wasn't it just our height?

When i started secondary that's when things continued, i realised i also wasn't conventionally pretty like the other girls, i was always bullied anyway so i helped that with food, I'd binge and binge anytime i got, if i was bored id fill my boredom with food. Then i switched to c*tt!ng. That felt amazing, but then meals were skipped wherever possible, i tried everything to simply not eat so maybe i could get small. I gave up.

Here i am after things never really got better and I have just gotten worse, i met mia and ana again, they welcomed me with open arms yet those arms are full of disgusting fat and hate still.

I need to be small, i cant be disgusting anymore, ive got to get smaller before the end of summer, then just carry on till im skin and bone.

Perfection

[mariailoveyou-guerin]

also another season where they don’t k word the black woman without giving her any ounce of happiness ever just so 2 yt characters can find each other be happy and raise her black babies maybe I am the biggest Benedict s4 stan actually yes I love a Mr #Bridgerton thats not Colin! and the yt girl being one that hates woman/marriage and kids yeah like back it up y’all can give Cress another yt character whos a evil bully happiness but cant marina on🔝of taking her kids + labeling her bad mother so Eloise #Bridgerton who hates kids can be best mom ever be fr

the #Bridgerton writers room is a joke thing place I know they ain’t seriously not only about to make yet another black character be the horrible bad mom but also having her k word herself so 2 yt characters and one of them is Eloise who hates kids marriage and woman in general+

be the best mother of her black babies so people can say she saved them black kids from their horrible bad mother and they never had a real mother until yt Angel Eloise showed them love an what a mother is I will actually k word myself in front of you and change the trajectory of

y’all life if y’all do not say sike right now @shondarhimes @bridgerton I know y’all hate black characters (John what y’all made Daph do Simon) and black woman especially (case in point QC lady Danbury story Marina/Simon mom) because this is 4th black character y’all k1lling off

nah this can’t be real all that for Eloise #bridgerton and Cressida Cowper is insane of all the woman y’all could do all this for y’all picked the worst ones of them all nah Bridgerton Jess and Shonda are just jokes who hate black woman and black people the only real explanations

can’t believe I’m actively wishing for the downfall of my fav character show it’s really become that serious look what y’all made me become when all y’all could was give Marina a divorce and let her have the house and kids and called it a day but no what would #Bridgerton be

without black woman and black characters dy*ng so white people can be happy right @bridgerton @shondarhimes cuz that’s the only explanation for this whole Marina arc and arc for Cressida a pure evil cruel person get not only get happiness but a whole happy ending but Marina can’t

who’s never done anything? but Cressida who’s for years bullied and being mean cruel can? what’s the difference I wonder between them why can one get happy ending according to Jess N Marina can’t is it visible difference or?what is it 🙏🏾 let us know why one gets it the other dont

like just give Marina a divorce(show isnr historic accurate or book accurate anyways)have LW pen tell the queen who’s her BFF now to annual that wedding if y’all cant breathe without those 2people getting together just free my girl Marina from dea*th her and her kids from y’all

it is not that hard give the house to her since she’s lady crane +Pen gives her 20K as apology for what she did to her + #Bridgerton have 🏡 for Eloise and marina left over can move into eveyone wins y’all get y’all yt people together happy and marina is alive happy with her kids

[grvntld]

3 july 2024—what a day, oh mygosh!! 🥴🫠

started pretty chill, then went chaotic around dusk—i cannot even begin to tell you how it all went down without feeling like i was in that mess again. lol.

heads up: my story can be pretty gross for others as it includes 💩 lol so ya know youve been warned, proceed with caution—

moosey went out. told myself im gonna paint, i just hv to finish some home tasks and make sure the furbebis are a-okie. everything was going according to plan until naruga took a 💩 which was honestly wonderful bc izz the first time that she pooped wherein i was the one handling her, so yAs, hooray for that.

not hooray on the part where her poop was mushy, so some of it stuck on her bumbum and hair. cleaned her up real nice and good so that di siya bantot lol blowdried her hair while we were sitting sa couch din para fresh, and then as i was picking up the blower to put it back sa lalagyan, bigla naman nagpee siya sa couch, jusq, my goodness gracious.

picked her up right away the moment i realized na she had an accident sa couch. brought her outside since i know magppee pa siya, and yAs, i was right, she peed again sa labas, so okiE hooray. placed her back sa crate niya para makapahinga siya.

decided to put our couch covers and such in the laundry para clean and para di magstick pee scent and all that siyempre. everything was a-okie again, until nagkaroon ng slight flood sa bahay kasi my brain was not braining enough and so i forgot about the drain hose. huhu. nakakabit pa pala siya sa likod and hindi ko na-point sa drain, so oh my gosh, there i was, panicking and trying to make everything all better. obvs, i was so frkn stressed at this point.

one of my cousins then messaged me about us hanging out in a korean convenience store near us, and at first, i was like i cant huhu but then i also knew i needed that, i needed a break, so when everything was settled na, i zoomed whooshed to see them, grabe!

we then ate some noodles and all that while making chika with each other huhu i love them so much huhu ive calmed down na rin naman at this point wooh yay

[1-up-chump]

The day mk abandoned the kung fu death tournament high eastern fantsy aesthetic and then copied the Dcu/mcu aesthetic

Is the day mk fuckin died. It started with the cash grab crossover, then the dlc guest characters, and now this convoluted inconsistent assassination of characters.

Examples:

sin\del (was supposed to be manipulated by dark magiks from q=uan chi. Was never fuckin evil and never killed jerrod bc SH/AO KAH/N DID AND THATS SCREWING HIS CHARACTER OVER TOO all for some mommy dommy milf fantasy which is absolutely from a "hetcis man's" gaze dont fool yourself)

ku\ng la\o (turned him into a second banana cocky type and just keep killing him for shock value when before he kinda never got this treatment. He was is and always WILL be li/u kan/g's equal in skill and warriors heart)

ra\iden (a LITERAL GOD who was so strong he was only bound by the rules of mortal kombat and the elder gods and his soft spot for mortals and loyalty to protecting earthrealm, kind and wise. Turned into a supposed dEmi-GOd who was willing to use the realm that was his charge as a fucking bargaining chip to a man who's more untrustworthy than shan/g ts/ung, he's hardly around OR he's suddenly not as powerful until he remembers he can obliterate ppl with lightning, he's a cold hardass who's so alien to mortals emotions despite being around them longer and basically raising one like his own son)

li\u k\ang (turned into basically every shonen protagonist ever type levels of character development, gets fucked over in the romance department Although kit/ana has her fair share of problems with writing too, becomes a god in the most deus ex machina way possible and is so intrusive to kun/g la/o and his legacy to meddle with the great kung lao like some sort of savior bs)

sha\ng tsun\g before aftermath (having his whole ass character trashed to the side for some milf dominatrix fantasy in 9 is the only reason i fucking need here lbh)

son\ya (her whole character is stale and practically revolved around the fact she fucks and marries a dude she's so incompatible with just bc of "we need the original characters to make next gen characters we dont care if they're compatible lol" literally has an accidental pregnancy literally divorced jo/hny and then fucking dies, and then comes back anyways "but its the version fans like right oh btw shove in the fact that Son/ya's purpose is to malke cas/sie and thats it shes just mom character now but #gurlboss am i right plz buy game")

ja/x (gets traumatized to hell and back for very little payoff used as depression fetish exploitation, at least his tower ending is great despite the "#woke" bs, his daughter however has the most fucked ending to basically erase herself to make j/ax happy like???? Sonya literally has an avengers/justice league ass tower ending all peachy keen but the black woman cant have any happiness huh mmm sure ok yeah.)

Jacq/ui (honestly im not too into her character but when i heard about her tower ending it pissed me off so much and made me hate the writing even more like oh some characters get basically whatever they wanted no consequence but some characters are doomed to be fucked??? Like hello favoritism MUCH?!? -coughhanzosgodofwarripofftowerendingcough-)

with new characters added that have so much potential but poor execution (i mean seriously you wanna tell me ce/trion and kroni/ka actually killed the elder gods THE ELDER GODS AKA THE BIG POWERFUL DIVINE COUNSEL but have trouble with making rai/d/en and li/u fi/ght and kill each other??? Let alone try to kill one at a time??)

I do like some things like kolle/ctor and ge/rus and cet/rion like i like those characters but by god cetr/ion was wasted potential you cant drop her brother was fucking shinn/ok and then proceed to basically make her some weak errand girl who i feel in the end is making fun of the "divine feminine gaia" aesthetic like the writing wants her to be the bad guy but also sympathetic in the dumbest way possible and she sounds like someone on Twitter who just learned about the concept of "balance" and slaps buddha quotes incorrectly

Also i never cared for shin/nok until recently when i was like "hey wait no his concept kinda slaps actually"

At the end of the day we all have our opinions i guess. And mine is: mk new timeline is written by people who like superheroes movies when mk should be written by people who like kung fu movies

[cybernuggies]

Lots of people are disappointed/annoyed with Starfield's ending I but think it's fucking awesome and here's why. I need to talk about Starfield's main story before I explode, which I will do so under the cut. At this point in time I'm in NG+, but I'm aware of certain things that happen in subsequent playthroughs.

(Don't you dare read this until you've done the main storyline, it's not worth spoiling yourself.)

I get it, the Starborn are assholes. They are selfish. They're humans being predictably human- fighting over power and having opposing ideas on what to do with it, ultimately ending up in large-scale conflict and not taking consideration the individual people and their families and friendships they've annihilated in each universe. Because to them it's just one more round of the game.

I think your reaction to the 'ending' hinges on the type of player you are. Teaming up with The Hunter to play Fortnite battle royale with the other Starborn was one of most exciting things I've done in a game.

The fact that you're on a whole different playing field from the non-Starborn is such a power trip but it also makes your relationships and encounters in each playthrough feel more fleeting and less precious. Conversely, for some players this possibly makes the friendships even more precious. I think this was intended.

If you love base building and ship building and maxing out relationships and squeezing everything you possibly can out of a playthrough and treasuring your perfectly curated universe then of COURSE you're going to hate the idea of that just all vanishing.

I'm personally more interested in the meta-narrative and cant wait to go fuck up 9 more realities until I face what I hope will be the consequences of my horrible, horrible actions.

For other people I think it's completely valid to just remain in NG. You can do everything in the base game. You can stay there forever and have a fantastic time with your world.

All you are missing out on by not hopping into NG+ is more knowledge and more power- which is EXACTLY what draws humans to become Starborn (and do many other horrible selfish things) in the first place. And I think that is so, so fitting for the story Bethesda is trying to tell.