#can’t belive summer is ending already

[hornyseason]

Something for the new followers 👀

[ariscats]

Jameson analyzes part 2: Traumas (or a very long rant against Emily Laughin, who I cant be bother to learn how to spell her last name)

“Cause I've made some real big mistakes/ But you make the worst one look fine/ I should've known it was strange/ You only come out at night/ I used to think I was smart/ But you made me look so naive/ The way you sold me for parts/ As you sunk your teeth into me, oh/ Bloodsucker, famefucker/ Bleedin' me dry, like a goddamn vampire”

So there is this girl, who comes at his house every summer and has a heart diesse. She cant live so everyone has to do whatever she asks to make it up for it. Then one day she gets a surgery and now she gets to live, and who is her ticket to living? Jameson and Grayson.

Emily is his first kiss. However, 3 seconds after SHE KISSES HIS BROTHER WHO HE ALREADY INSECURE ABOUT BECAUSE OF HIS F. GRANDFATHER. And you have to be pretty dumd to not realize that what emily really wanted in the scene is Grayson to kiss her and she just used Jameson because she could (I still can’t believe that Emily did “loved” Gray more than Jameson).

Then she moves to his city and goes to his school. And, as far as a bitch she is, she must have been rl something because she became the most popular girl at school.

(Now, this is where things get tricky. I’m going to use the version fo what I believe happened. If you have another version you can picture like that)

Then they start dating. They borh want to live and do things because they can rather because they should. She got her golden ticket to freedom and he got the attention he’s been craving his whole life. They do everything together because she wants more and he wants more and nothing is never enough for them. So Jameson takes her to do everything they have the right to because Jameson is, at te end of the day, a good boyfriend.

But, its still not enough for Emily. Because she goes after fucking Grayson AND HE DOES THE SAME TING AS JAMESON BECAUSE THEY ARE THE OPOSITE SIDE OF THE SAME COIN.

Then they start fighting. Best friends for their whole life, but they slowly start to hate each other because fucking Emily turned everything INTO A GAME, MAKING LOVE A GAME THE SAME WAY TJEIR FAMILY HAS BEEN TRAUMATAZING THEM THEIR WHOLE LIFES. AND SHE KEEPS A FUCKING SCORE OF WHO HAS MORE POINTS, BY VOICE RECORDING.

Then one beautifull day Rebecca decides that betrayl by both ends doesnt hurts and tells Jameson about the scores and sends him the audio Emily made.

Jameson Hawthorne had to listen the girl he ruined his life for for over a year sumarize him and his love as some points. He breaks up with her, and she decides to go after Grayson. And then she jumps. But he is also there, because love and family are never that simple and jameson is a tiny bit (read in the level of therapy) of a masochist. And then SHE BLINKS AND LAUGHS AT HIM AND WHEN HE FINALLY MANAGES TO GO AWAY SHE START HAVING HEART PROBLEMS. BUT SHE HAS PLAYED HIM SO MUCH THAT HE DOESNT KNOW WHAT REALITY IS ANYMORE, and she hadnt had any heart problems for the past 4 years. So he leaves and she dies, and hell breakes lose.

He lost a girl he has know his whole life. He just “learned” that his love arent worth more than some points, he just got out of a increadibly toxic relasionship that ruined his life. The healthy thing would have been if he had some safe space to talk about what Emily did to him and have a strong support system. But everyone he knows is muroning her. They see her as an angle, so everything she did to him goes under the traps because how do you even dare to say something about dear angle Emily. And he has to live with the fact that he belives he killed her. And he cant also talk about anyone about that, for obvious reasons (but his grandfather knows and uses that against him).

Remember what I said about him being a masochist? Now is the era of his great self destruction (with an almost suicide attempt there, that his grandfather was present again and used that agaisnt him, *again*). Its all buttom up in him and he feels angry and sad and nothing. And between these 3, he chose anger. Also, Thea blames the Hawthorne for a death they didnt cause because who dares to say something bad about angles emily? So she puts the whole school agaisnt him and makes school unberable to him. Everyone likes to joke about Jameson missing school but has anyone ever wondered why he hated there so much? He didnt skiped class because he was a rebel 😝🤘but because everyone f. hated him and made his life hell.

[metalmusicwhore]

vent post kinda? or maybe it’s a rant idk just feelings ig AUUGHH

I really REALLY don’t wanna fucking go back to school I’m actually so stressed out. I have like no friends even the ones I do have I haven’t talked to like all summer and this fucking cheer team im on is gonna be the end of me I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD. The girls are so fucking rude I have no ABSOLUTELY ZERO friends on the team nobody fucking talks to me the coaches yell constantly ANDFUCKING SINGLE ME OUTLILE MAAM MISS GIRRL THIS IS SIDELIND FUCKING CHEER IVE BEEN A COM CHEERLEADER FOR OVER FIVE YEARS DO FUCKING TELL ME HOWW TO DO SHIT YOU SAW ME AT NATIONALS DONT DO THIS SHIT TO ME YOU FUCKING WHORE IHATEYOU STOP FUCKING TELLING ME THIS IS HARDER THAN COMP CHEER ITS FUCKING KOR AHEOEBAMDD

I really wanna quit the team but I fucking can’t my parents won’t let me because they’ve already payed for it like I know it costed hella money but don’t you think my mental health and me still being alive matters more DONT YOU THINK THAT YOUR OWN KID YOUR FLESH AND BLOOD MATTERS MORE THAT PAPER WTF ACTUALLY WTF IVE BEEN DOING THIS SHIT FOR YEARS I WANT A BREAK IM SO TIRED OF IT EVERY TEAM IVE BEEN ON THE GIRLS ARE RUDE LAST TAM I WAS ON WAS BETTER BC I HAD MY BEST FRIEND BUT I MOVED AWAY AND NOW INHAVE NOBODY I CANT DO THIS SHIT ANYMORE LIKE I ACTUALLY CANT

MY MENTAL HEATH IS DEGRADING BC OF THIS MY SH PROBLEMS ARE COMING BACK AND I CANT EVEN TELL MY PARENTS BC THEY FUCKING YELL AT ME SAYING THAT IT HURTS THEM MORE THAT IT HURTS ME LIKE HHHUUUUUUUUUHHHHH WTF DO YOU MEAN YOU DICKHEADS WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN I CANNOT DO THIS ANYMORE ACTUALLY WTF

IM SO TIRED OF FEELING THIS WAY I CANT GET AWAY FROM IT SSSIIGH HUGE FUCKING SIGH I JUSST WANT THINGS TO GO BACK TO NORMAL I JUST WANNA FEEL NORMAL BUT I FUCKING CANT IM LOSING SLEEP OVER THIS IM MOT EATING BC IM SO STRESSED ABOUT EVERYTHING

My parents tell me ���you’re only a teenager you have the rest of your life to look ahead you don’t need to be stressed about anything” YES I DO YES I FUCKING DO YOU DONT KNOW WHAT ITS LIKE TO STRUGGLE LITERALLY STUGGLE TO NOT KYS EVERYDAY YOU DONT KNOW WHAT ITS LIKE TO GET MADE FUN OF FOR HAVING SH PROBLEMS YOU DONT KNOW WHAT UTS LILE TO HAVE UOUR OWN BROTHER RAT ON YOU ABT YOUR SH AND HAVE YOUR PARENTS YELL AT YOU FOR HOURS NOT EVEN HELING JUST YELLING AND MAKING YOU FEEL WORSE ABOUT EVERYTHING

THERES NOT GONNA BE THE REST OF MY LIFE IF THIS SHIT KEEPS UP I CANT EVEN TALK ABOUT IT MY MUM FUCKING LAUGHS IT OFF AND SAYS IM FUL OF SHIT LIKE I CANT HAVE MENTAL HEALTH ISSUES BITCH I FUCKING DO IVE HAD THEM FOR YEARS YOU FUCKING FAG WHY DONT YOU BELIVE ANYTHING I SAY AASUUUGGHHHHAHAKEHKWAOJDLSKALS MAKES ME SO MAD SO FUCKING MAD I CANT PUT IT INTO WORDSAAAAARRRGGGGGGGGAGAGEUJEJEKWKWORJDJN

I actually can’t fucking do this anymore I’m trying so fucking hard not to kms rn I’m so scared to do it but I can’t live like this anymore I can’t even talk about it without being yelled at I need help but I’m scared to talk about it with my parents BIGGEST FUCKING SIGH I HATE EVERYTHING RN I CANT BE HAPPY I CANT BE SAD I CANT DO ANYTHING PLEASE JUST KILL ME NOW IM NOT FUCKING JOKING ITS MY TIME TO GO ITS BEEN MY TIME TO GO IVE SERVED MY TIME ON THIS PLANET JUST FUCKING KILL ME ALREADY ITS NOT THAT FUCKING HARD PLEASE IM BEGGING AT THIS POINT I CANT LIVE LIKE THIS

[narcosmx]

narcos mexico headcannon list: enemies to lover edition (pt.1)

a/n: cleaned out my classroom yesterday which means my summer break has offically starteD so lets cross our fingers that my motivtion matches the free time i now have

anyways here’s this little shindig for the following request... i just did two on this post because i wanted to put something out quickly��

Hi may i request a“enemies to lover“ for boys.love your works ❤️😘

amado:

amado would be so fun to fuck with, you can’t tell me otherwise because no matter how much he claims to be done with you, he lives for the fucking chase

so that’s how i kind of imagine the enemy stuff starting not so much as enemies like you hate each other but goD YOU ANNOY THE SHIT OUT OF EACH OTHER 

no matter where or what, you are there ready to roast amado’s ass 

your daily goal is to have him groaning and running his hands down his face in frusturation and looking up at him with your big old giddy smile 

so i was thinking, who would annoy amado the fucking most and fucking get this

being related to pablo fucking acosta because that is the same vibe he’d have with you 

it’s the vibe of like getting on amado’s last fucking nerve and not giving a shit because you know he’ll be chasing after you the next day anyways 

whether it be that you’re his daughter or his niece you can defintely tell you’re related to acosta

having that fiercly fucking independent streak, wild at heart with a truly i do what i fucking want attitude

which is even more fucking fun when amado needs your help finding your dad, fucking wrangling your dad in or when he’s put to task to make sure nothing happens to you 

like acosta is going over to texas and you catch wind that he told amado to keep an eye on you your temper truly shines through 

“estas en serio???? tienes el pinshi tontin como niñero?? ni madrES” and storming off 

and acosta’s fucking amused like “chin.... pues suerte tontin” he says patting amado’s chest with a laugh knowing how firey you can get and leaving before you can come back to give him some more

you never make anything easy on amado not for a fucking second 

intentionally doing the literal opposite of what he is asking you to do 

like he’s like acosta left me in charge of you so please just fucking listen 

laughing it up because you’re like are??? you fucking ??? joking??

nearly fucking begging you to just chill, take it easy at home where he knows you’re safe and what do you do :))) nothing amado says and going out to do whatever the hell you want  

i laugh at the idea of amado rolling up to pablo’s ranch to check on you and he ask one of the guys where you are and they’re like oh she left like an hour ago

amado is out here looking into dead space as if he’s looking for a camera from the fucking office 

massaging his temple and looking at the guy like are you stupid???? and the dudes like fuck you i’m not getting my balls blown off

amado’s out here ready to tug out his hair as he’s out looking for you and finding you at some bar or whatever 

you’re dancing or taking down some shots and spot amado 

groaning seeing him, storming up to him already yelling at him that he’s not going to take you home and you can do whatever you want

but honestly amado is just standing there with his hands up already surrending 

 “you win, sta bueno? i can’t control you so just let me stick around and keep an eye on you”

you have your mouth open already ready to yell a response but hearing him you like smile and kinda cock your head at him and are still a bit suspicious but like “hm okay”

and that’s kind of when your relationship starts to change; he got to you because he’s not trying to bend you into his expectations, he just realized it’s easier to let you have your fun and be there to supervise as opposed to making you go harder because it’s not allowed

realizing that amado is actually pretty cool and relatable; he’s sarcastic, teasing, chill and up to anything 

ending up drinking and hanging out with amado for part if not most of the night 

and that’s when teasing changes from wanting to make his life hard to like ?? wanting him to beg 

that’s when the teasing of like “i know where my dad is :))))” starts and amado is like perfect, tell me where and you’re like :))))))) n ope :))))

because you love amado groaning and being like “por favor, no seas asi, hermosa” 

you want him to butter you up, coo at you, grab at your hand and give you a little pout 

this becomes a regular thing, amado knows he can come to you for favors he needs and it just grows from there to teasing about it to being like 

:)))) and what’s in it for me :))))

and amado being like :))) lo que quiere la reina, tu nomas me digas :)))

and it started with him saying that with a small chuckle and moves to him saying it with a smirk to saying it in his like lust filled tone, hovering over you and backing you into a wall

it’s not like you can pinpoint exactly where each stage started and ended, it was something that kind of just evolved

wow and just going to making amado’s life a living hell to bringing him to his knees for you 

benjamin

okay i don’t know why i am fucking digging these involved relationships where you are connected to them through someone you know but fuck it we keeping it up 

get this being dina’s best fucking friend, being her main bitch; you’re over here hyping her shit up, encouraging her to make her moves and to go after these ideas she has 

you are the opposite of benjamin when he’s like wtf stop trying to get into the business you are like ‘NO MI REINA TU VAS A SEGUIR Y YO TE AYUDO’

being constantly ready to fight benjamin, playfully putting your fists up to make dina laugh and being like ‘i’ll fight him right now, bring him on’

but you’re benjamin’s worst fucking nightmare because you’ll defend dina to the death when you go into protective best friend mode but benjamin feels he can’t say shit to you 

benjamin wants to keep face; like present himself as like respectful and wouldn’t talk to you the same way he talks to dina 

it’s not always yelling and popping off on benjamin, truly it probably rarely that really 

it’s a lot of under your breath snarky comments that make dina and pancho snicker and benjamin like having to take this whole ass shaky breath to calm himself down and snapping at pacho and mon being like ‘wtf are you laughing at’

but what is always most effective with benjamin is like outsmarting him ??

like calling him out when he’s contradicting himself, when he’s not making sense, like out reasoning him

just calling out benjamin and he turns to give you this little glare and you just give him a smile and tilt your head letting him know you’re not going to 

and benjamin being out here front as if he doesn’t low key get turned on seeing you get worked up but also seeing you show off your intelligence and the little smirk you get when you can see it on his face that he knows you have a poiint 

idk i lowkey feel like he’d feed off having someone that can like push him a little intellectually and in his conservative ass beliefs

and i just benjamin developing his little fucking crush is something that makes me so fucking soft 

ha ve this little thought of like benjamin asking about you but like trying to mask it in annoyance 

like when he sees dina without you he’s like “that’s a fucking miracle, where is she? did she finally get tired of fighting me on everything”

but when you’re around he’s not as like vocal, goes back into his reserved state and kinda just rolls his eyes at you when you walk through the doors like you’re already part of the family 

the way you know that benjamin is softening up on you and is showing these little hints of liking you is when he slowly starts to get out of his like stuffy, reserved mode

teasing you and at first you honestly just think he’s being an asshole but then you see him give you the softest ghost of a smile and you’re like oh shit he’s actually kidding 

like you walking into the house and him rolling his eyes and being like “don’t you have your own place, i’m sure it misses you” and then gives you his faint little smile and chuckle before quickly looking away from you wow

shy boy benjamin has be feeling some sort of way 

benjamin is out here beliving that he is hiding this shit so fucking well but dina notices immediately; she notices the small shifts in benjmain AND HER CROSSING HER EYES AND RAISING HER EYEBROW AT HIM LIKE HM INTERESTING 

but like the little things, benjamin hanging around when you’re there as opposed to leaving right away like he did before, not responding when you have a point he just huffs and takes the loss

when he starts giving in to your comments when you’re calling him out that’s when all his other siblings are like THIS BITCH IS HEART EYES RN 

THE NEV ER EVER EVER ENDING TEASING FROM ALL OF HIS SIBLINGS ESPECIALLY DINA 

she’s like “oh la que no te gustaba” and the smirks she gets when all benjamin can do is tell them to shut the fuck up 

and dina is out here like fuck yeah someone to put min in his place so she’s all for it and the fact that dina knows you better than you know yourself so she notices the little changes in you to 

like the way you clap back at benjamin goes from like angry popping off to ending with a smirk and a shrug, or playfully getting all up in his face and poking his chest 

I SCREAM DINA AND MON DEF SET YOU GUYS 

like dina tricking you into going to dinner with her and mon getting min to go to set you guys up on your little dinner date where you both act annoyed as fuck but end up nearly leaning across the table to be as close to each other as you can 

wow i love that idea so much, setting them up on a date where you’re both huffy with arms crossed until you are like FINE I GUESS NOW THAT WE”RE HERE to the two of you melting and holding hands across the table bYE 

[livvyofthelake]

what your favorite stranger things ships say about you

joyce x hopper: you probably just think winona ryder and david harbor are cool, and you’re right. we all know they’re endgame, and you’re like, why even try to resist it? yeah they have flaws, but you do not care and this show is about d&d monsters and you think will and eleven should be siblings so let’s just do this already, you know?

joyce x bob: rip bob. you really liked seeing joyce happy, and there’s nothing wrong with that. however, he is dead, and you should learn to move on from it. 

lucas x max: you just think they are neat. and you wish lucas has more screentime in st3, and more development in general. you are correct. 

dustin x suzie: you thought the never ending story scene was cute, and you don’t think st3 was that bad. you’re happy that these two nerds found each other at summer camp, and who wouldn’t be?

eleven x max: so you like madonna, and you thought el’s outfits in season 3 were bomb, good for you. you have never once belived that max mayfield is straight and that’s valid. 

will x mike: i bet you get/got good grades on your english essays. to ship byler is to be a crackhead, bless your heart. with every new piece of st4 information, your theories get more insane. however, some of you have a tendency to be Too Old, and you should check yourself for that. please stop being too hard on mileven shippers, the fact that you are gay does not automatically make you right. congrats on your english essays tho

steve x nancy: you probably just want steve to be happy, tragically, being in a relationship with someone who does not love him will not do that, get well soon. also, you’re het <3

nancy x barb: you believe strongly in the rich girl/ weird friend dynamic, and you thought barb was cute. you were doomed from the start. 

tommy h x carol: you think they were fun and you miss them. you’re probably gay and also homophobic :)

steve x jonathan: your brain is massive, your meat is huge, and your third eye is WIDE open. you see this garbage show not as what it is, but as what it could be, if it was written by cool people and not two guys who are still upset about being losers in high school. you will never be satisfied with the narrative of the show, but that doesn’t matter because you can live off your own dreams of what could have been. you tragic bastard, keep being a fucking genius. 

mike x eleven: you think you’re stanning an endgame couple, and you’re probably right, but you have forgotten that people do not marry the person they dated when they were 13. you think season 1 was sweet, and you loved their dynamic because it was genuine and nice. i can’t verify this but you probably hated the lost sister episode. please stop being mean to the byler shippers, you are more alike than you realize. 

jonathan x nancy: you are too tired to care about a non-canon, non-endgame ship, and you decided to settle. they’re kinda sweet, they have a nice vibe most of the time, and you like that natalia dyer and charlie heaton are a couple in real life too. or, you are just boring. 

steve x robin: brain worms. worms in the brain. het. :(

robin x nancy: you are a well meaning lesbian. there’s no hope for you at all and i’m so sorry <3 

[tayyibesteatutorials]

5 Days in August

There are exactly five odd aspects of Severus' life, with the only common attribute being the time they took place.

Four of them he considers a tragedy. The last one remains a mystery he has yet to understand.

All the same, it starts in August.

5

In the summer of 1969, Severus escapes his house before the sun rises, arms full with heavy books with thick binds. Despite the season, there is a certain chill that hangs in the air, haunting the skin that’s exposed to the wind.

Severus doesn’t go back to get a jacket. Mostly, he lies to himself, it’s too late now.

Mostly he’d rather not go back at all.

Cokeworth is, unironically, is not worth much in Severus’ eyes, but if there is one thing he’s thankful to have, is that behind the rows of houses beneath a veil of thick smoke, there is some peace. Where, if one crosse the brick borders of the lines of houses, led to a clearing Severus learned to place his solace.

Other kids come here, of course. Mostly to play, they lie. Mostly to bother Severus, as though there’s something remarkably freakish about him.

There isn’t, Severus lies. There isn’t.

This one memory comes as the sun leaves. Pulling its rays harshly from the sky, an abandon dance while Severus has to walk back home, more than half of the books already done.

This one memory comes when he meets Lily, the sky a murky grey growing dull and they stare at each other for a long time, as though they this is how its meant to be.

“Are you alright?” asks Lily, and even years later, when Severus thinks about it in the depth of the night, he shakes his head, because he wouln’t shake it back then.

No. He really wasn’t alright.

4

Hogwarts, for all its glory, isn’t worth much either.

Dumbledore was a man Severus belived he would admire. Dumbledore was strong, Dumbledore was bloody amazing.

And Dumbledore, for all its glory, wasn’t worth much either, as Severus learns once again before the end of the first year.

“I don’t want to go back.”

“Mr Snape, no student is allowed to stay at Hogwarts in the summer.”

“I don’t want to go back. Please, I-” Severus bites the inside of his cheek, fumbles with his hands, and doesn’t care if he breaks Slytherin decorum, “Please don’t send me back.”

Dumbledore’s eyes twinkle, as they often do, as he smiles, and pulls out a bowl.

“Lemon Drop?”

That August, Dumbledore comes for a visit.

Severus expects its for him, and unapologetically, a grin does form on his lips. Hope does spread warm in his chest and he does rampage down the stairs, not caring for what his mother might say and throws himself out the backdoor.

Dumbledore smiles, and pats his shoulder.

“Good morning, Mr Snape. All well, I presume? Would you please direct me to Ms Lily’s home? I’m afraid I must have missed the Apparation address.”

Severus is numb as he leads him to the Evans. Numb as he receives a glare each from the family, except for Lily, and numb as Lily tells him that Dumbledore came to kindly ask Petunia to send the letters.

It’s because of the shock, Severus lies, and stops thinking of it right there.

3

The summer after fifth year, Severus wants to grow bold. Well, bold or stupid. There isn’t many lines to seperate them, these days. Perhaps there never were.

He fights with Lily in the compartment, because Severus had to admit that he was tired, so very tired to put up with Potter’s and Black’s bullying. Because Severus had to admit that the way things were going, he’d rather sit with Slytherin that put up with this at all. Lily leaves, slamming the door behind her after calling Severus selfish.

Selfish.

She’s lying, Severus tells himself, and continues to tell himself as the train passes his station and pulls into King’s Cross, as he treads the platform after everyone leaves, as he steps out the station and into the streets of London.

She’s lying, but Severus can’t bring himself to believe it.

He does find work for the summer, fortunatly, with a war vetran who can’t look after himself, least the people around him, but offers Severus a roof over his head and two meals a day if he helps him through the summer.

Severus agrees, though its not much, and learns nothing from the man until its time to leave.

“Careful, young man. Who your mind, heart and money lingers with is that you love.”

Severus forgets the words as soon as he’s back in the Hogwarts Express, alone, and Lily cames barging in, a smile on her face.

“Hey,” she smiles, siting beside him, “How was your summer? I din’t see you much.”

Severus doesn’t think he’s grown bold at all.

2

The summer after his sixth has to be the worst.

Lily is gone.

Eileen is dead.

Severus almost died.

Tobias kicks him out the the minute Severus blocks his belt.

Severus leaves, no trunk, only wand, and finds his way in the house of two  fellow Slytherins, who open the door with much surprise, “Severus?”

“Narcissa, Lucius,” Severus says, his hair and clothes wet from the rain, “I need your help.”

1

August 1980 and Severus agrees to Dumbledore’s wishes.

August 1980, and Severus trusts Dumbledore.

October 31, 1981, and Voldemort is gone.

And inside, beside a crying child, so is Lily. Crumpled in a heap, empty eyed.

There isn’t any words to escribe grief.

Severus lives through it, all the same. He cries as the boy cries behind him, screams and the boy screams alongside him. And when no amount of tears bring Lily back, Severus stands, whips his wand out and is about to hex the boy when he notices the eyes.

The hand falters. With a gasp, Severus pockets his wand, fingers pinching his nose because he was just about to hex Harry Potter. Harry Potter.

There is a sound from downstairs. Shouts and a crashing door, and before Severus can think, he’s scooped the boy in his arms and soon enough, somewhere far, far away.

0There are exactly five odd aspects of Severus' life, with the only common attribute being the time they took place.

Four of them he considers a tragedy. The last one remains a mystery he has yet to understand.

They’re not necessarily in that order.

*

Worked the whole morning to write this, Wifi wouldn't let me load. Hope you enjoyed. :)

[belphegor-omega]

Prologue Script

skämta

Dev Log: 09.06.2020

Bittersweet Labyrinth, Prologue script:

Screen: Busy Street (Autum) 

Mc: Here I am, again... It honestly feels like nothing has changed. The same strong feelings I once felt on my first day of school came rushing back with every step I took towards this dream of mine that was finally coming true. Who would have ever thought I would end up here. Definitely not me, neither did my parents, but look at me, spending the best years of my life in Sweden.

Mc: Ever since I was little I remember being very attracted to art and paintings especially, yet I never saw it as something that could possibly become a career, well that is until I got into highschool and decided that I would love to become an art exhibition organiser. People would always say I’m so foolish and naïve when talking about it, yet I never gave up. I took swedish as my third language in highschool as a way to get closer to my goal, which at the time was to be accepted at the “Unga Kejsare” University of Arts and Design, a very well known and praised university from Stockholm. A lot of very important people I look up to had graduated from there. And after 4 years of intense studying, as if my life had depended on it I succeeded. Neither me, nor my parents had expected it, but one summer morning I received an email congratulating and asking me for my confirmation. I was thrilled, never have I felt such overwhelming happiness until then... My life finally seemed to be falling in place. But little did I know that it would all lead to me  shaking nervously at the thought that I will be studying here along so many incredibly smart people. Did I really belong here? The beautiful, tall buildings and massive streets made me feel so small, as if I was only a child lost in the endless corridors of the school, searching for any familiar faces... What am I even doing in such a foreign place? ...

Mc: “No, enough with the overthinking y/n, pull yourself together! You will do great, and It’s only the first day what is there that could go wrong?” I whisper to myself as I anxiously cling onto my bag. Reaching the bus station, something felt off. Where are all the people that I would usually see here? I pulled out my phone, a bewildered expression resting on my anxious face. My eyes fell directly to the clock at the top of my screen. 9:32... Damn it, I missed the bus, how else was I supposed to get to the campus... I can’t belive I’m going to be late to the opening ceremony. Truly an achievement. The campus was about 3 kilometers away, so I figured I’d walk, with a bit of luck I might get there in time. “Good job y/n, you dumbass, you really can’t last one day without getting into trouble.” Quickening my pace all I could think of was how was I going to survive 4 years here? ... Stop thinking like this, all in all I’m going to do what I always wanted, past me could only dream of being where I am right now, I have to get my thoughts straight and focus onto what’s more important. 

Mc: After what seemed to be the longest 30 minutes of my life, I was finally at the front entrance to the campus. A bit late, of course, but I made it. While slowly entering the main building I felt my heart race. “Now, onto the main auditorium!” After scanning the hallway for a few seconds I noticed a huge wooden door with elegant blue ribbons loosely tied onto it. There we go, something is finally going right today, or so I thought. I turned on my heels, and while going towards the door I felt myself lose balance when a tall figure pushed me aside. Looking up, I was met with a pair of alluring hazel eyes glaring at me in a hateful demand. 

jk: What are you waiting for? Get out of my way.

y/n: Excuse you? Not even an apology or anything?

jk: You’re the one who bumped into me, now move!

y/n: You almost threw me onto the floor and this is what you decide to say? Who do you think you are?

jk: Skämta! I don’t have time to argue with air-heads like you, don’t wait until I become hostile and just move aside already.

y/n: (Prideful idiot...Did he really just call me a “fool”, someone really needs to teach him a lesson) Why don’t you just walk by me? But maybe hitting a girl would make you feel better?

jk: And what are you trying to insinuate, brat?

y/n: (Is he serious?) You’re weak! 

y/n: (seeing the change in his eyes I started regretting my choice of words, as a deeply haunting look appeared on his face. It almost reminded me of a dangerous predator.) (As he rose his hand I could feel my heart drop... what did I get myself into. Expecting to get slapped I closed my eyes awaiting for the impact, but then I heard a loud noise echo in my right ear. I opened my eyes, my heart still racing and I was yet again met with the same hazel eyes, this time a disturbed look was laying deep within them. His hand, slammed against the wall centimeters away from my face, I felt small, powerless...)(I froze on the spot not knowing what to do, I could see slight satisfaction in his eyes, he won and he knows it, but it's not over yet... I'll prove it.)

[aanonymu-s]

1, 13, 24, 35, 41, 42 /j, 63, 70?

1. What's the real reason you're confused right now?

Honestly I'm confused by the idea that an AP course supposedly doesn't count against my ability to graduate, then being told that if I fail this class I will need to do credit recovery or I can't graduate

13. What time do you got to bed?

During school: anywhere from 10:30 to 2:00

Weekends: 2:00 to 5:00

Summer: I have no fucking clue lmao. Sleep schedule is a reck rn

24. Is there someone you wish you could fix things with

35. How many days until your birthday?

113 days

41: Do you think age matters in relationships

Yes, but the acceptable age gap varies depending where in someone's life they are;

In school, two years tops

One in highschool the other in college: two years if they were already together before college.

In college: 3 years most

Out of college: 5-6 years most

42. Are you available(/j)

Yes

63. What was the last movie you saw?

Tremors 2. I didn't enjoy it, but movie nights with dad normally aren't fun anyways

70. Are you monogamous, or do you belive in open ended relationships?

I belive in open ended relationships, but if my partner doesn't then I'll keep it closed for them.

[tostito-road]

I love cookies, and you. (Soumegu oneshot)

Two days before Valentines day, and souma was hurriedly rushing through the hallway. A bowl and a spatula in hand, doging students left and right.

To be completely honest, Souma hadn't taken that bowl and spatula with so called permission. He was trying to sneak the equipment into his room so that he could make Valentine's day cookies for megumi there.

The truth was that he had been planning on using the dorms kitchen, but a last minute exam from Yuki meant that she would need the kitchen to practice.

Souma knew that the school's kitchens would be packed with people making their own confections for Valentine's and he was rather adamant in keeping his plans a secret from the others. So in a last attempt at making it work he had been sneaking supplies from various kitchens for the past week and borrowed an easy bake oven from ishiki, who for some reason had one.

Only ishiki knew of his plans and he knew that he was not the best at keeping secrets. But he only had two days and time was clicking, and he still needed to gather the ingredients. So when clases were over he rushed to the kitchen to try and gather the things he needed.

Souma entered the kitchen and started looking for the ingredients.

Vanilla, salt, sugar, flour, he counted the ingredients in his mind like he had done a thousand times before when making this recipe.

It had a special place in his heart, because it was a recipe that his mom had left him behind. As he gathered the stack of ingredients he cursed himself for not thinking to bring a bag, he just hoped nobody saw him.

Right as he walked to the door, it opened on it's own, and a very surprised Megumi and Takumi looked back at him.

"Souma? What are you doing here?" Megumi asked.

Before Souma could answer Takumi stepped in. "I asked him if he could bring me some ingredients, I'm trying out a new recipe tonight."

Megumi looked over at what Souma was carrying. "Are you making cookies?" She asked Takumi.

He looked at Souma dead in the eye before he answered. "Yes."

"Oh! That's so exciting, they must be for Valentine's. Do you have someone you like?" Megumi rambled.

Again, a stare that said, you owe me one was aimed at Souma.

Takumi coughed and blushed from embarrassment. "Yes."

"That's so nice." Megumi took a deep breath.

"Well, I just came back to drop off a book." She walked inside the classroom, left the book on the shelf and walked to the door. "Well, I'll let you guys be."

"Bye Souma." She flashed him a smile and Souma could've sworn he saw her blush, before she dissapeared into the hallway.

And then it was just Souma, his big pile of ingredients and Takumi.

Souma broke the silence with a snicker.

"So, I guess you have a crush now?"

Takumi's face light up like a red traffic light.

"Shut up, I was doing it to save your dumb ass."

"I'm guessing Ishiki told you."

"Yup, he's not really a secrets kinda guy." Takumi said.

"We'll now that you're here, how about you help me carry this? It's a good thing Ishiki told you." Souma said. "I don't think I would've made it past the door."

Takumi took half of the mountain. And the two walked the way back to the dorm.

The next morning, souma woke up around 5 am to grab the remaining ingredients from the kitchen before anyone noticed him.

Some butter, some milk and eggs.

Now to work.

So souma spent the majority of the afternoon, trying to figure out the easy bake oven machine, which Ishiki had left without instructions.

It had burned his firsts attempts, but once he got the hang of it, he felt like a god. Such a tiny machine contained so much more power that he could've imagined. It was a technological innovation. How had he not known about this before?

So he baked the entire afternoon, trying out all different shapes, adding different flavors. And when his butter coverded self finished grapping the last of the cookies in a beautiful small box, it was already 1 am, he wrote a little note on the box and realized that it would look so much cutter with a nice ribbon on top, so he quested into the kitchen to get a ribbon and to find something to drink as well.

As he got closer to the kitchen he noticed that the light was on.

"Weird, Yuki, should've been done with her examination already." He wondered out loud.

He peaked into the kitchen and found a literal chaos, bowls and spoons scattered all over the place, flour sprinkled onto every surface and what appeared to be Megumi sitting on the floor.

Souma leaned closer and noticed that she was asleep, her shirt was stained and her hair was covered in flour.

He smiled, and then he saw a little box, similar to his but bright red laying on her hand. On the top, a card read. " For Souma, Love, Megumi."

His face turned tomato red. And then he heard a voice.

"Souma?" Her sleepy eyes were looking at him. Then in a second she realized the situation and also turned bright red.

Impulsively, Souma handed her the little cookie box that he had made.

"Happy Valentine's." He said softly with a smile.

Realization crossed her face before she reached for it with a laugh, that laugh that always got to him, and his heart squeezed out of love.

"Thank you Souma, Happy Valentine's." She said, handing him the red box that she was holding.

"Thanks." He grinned.

"Wait! I have an idea." Souma stood up, poured two glasses of milk, sat back down in front of Megumi and handed her one.

"C'mon, try them." He pushed.

Megumi opened the gift box and stared down at a bunch of golden glazed cookies in heart shapes.

"They're so cute!" Megumi exclaimed, before trying one.

"Oh my god Souma! This is amazing!"

"Well you'll be surprised to know that they were baked in an easy bake oven." He said proudly.

"No way! I used to have one of those." Megumi giggled.

"They're amazing, I can't belive I didn't have one before." He exclaimed. "How about you? I thought Yuki had been the one using the kitchen for her test." He asked.

"She did me favor. There was no test, I just wanted it to be a surprise. So she said she would cover for me."

"Woo, I really fell for that one."

Souma picked out a cookie from his box and indulged. It tasted of sweet summer nights, the kind that you just wanna lay in forever.

"This is so so good!" He exclaimed.

"Really? I'm glad you like them."

And so he sat next to her and they talked the whole night, and ate cookies and laughed. And had the best Valentine's day ever. And that's why when Megumi fell asleep on Souma's shoulder he didn't mind, and when he ended up falling asleep on her too, she didn't mind.

And that morning when Fumio found them in the morning and yelled at them for the mess in the kitchen, he didn't mind, and when he offered to clean up with Megumi since he so proudly stated that he had been the subject for which the cookies were made for, he also didn't mind. Because any moment that he could spend by her side and make her laugh, was a moment well spent. And he wanted all those moments he could get. And that's why at the end of the day he asked her to be his girlfriend. And she loved him back and because of that she said yes.

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One shot of soumegu, dedicated to my friend, love you bish, you can have my cookie anytime you want.😏 @timouke

[caffineandanimals]

Rules: Answer 21 questions and tag 21 people you want to get to know better.

I was tagged by the lovely @keiko-is-me! Thank you so much for tagging I really wasn't expecting it!

Woot woot it's oversharing time!!!

Nickname: I don't really have a nickname with my friends, my dad likes to call me flumpy, after the sweet flumps, because I was small and pink I guess??? Or smth, that was his explanation anyway. My oldest brother likes to call me and my other brother sprogs, for some reason I still don't know.

Height: oof as the smallest, the youngest and the only female of my siblings, I'm forever salty at my height of 5"3' despite the fact its pretty close to the average height of women in the UK as far as I remember.

Last movie I saw: I... does Disney Mulan count??? I watched it to procrastinate PPE revision. If not then it was probably Thor Ragnarok with my dad???? Ehhh I don't watch films all that much anymore.

Favorite artists: oooh on the risk of sounding like I haven't left my edgy teen phase, my favourite band are Imagine Dragons, though I do have to agree with @keiko-is-me Lady Gaga is also one of my faves. I don't tend to pay attention to the artists themselves all that much really, so I don't have much to offer on this one.

Song stuck in my head: I'd have to say the song that's currently stuck in my head is "Riot" by Hollywood Undead. Though "Ready as I'll ever be" from Tangled the series is a pretty close second despite the fact I've never watched the show, song's just really catchy.

Do I get asks: Lmao naaaah; I mostly just reblog stuff despite the fact this is the site I'm most active on, I tend to just go through other ppls blogs instead, so I don't really get asks or have any reason to.

Other blogs: I DO!!! IN FACT HAVE!!!! AN ART BLOG!!! In which I don't post as nearly as much as I would like because I don't like my art enough for that, and I'm currently busy with A levels so the amount I draw's gone down. Sad times fam.

Following: I follow 702!!! Das a lot. Love you all despite the fact most belong to fandoms I haven't touched in a while, they all mean a lot to me in that I can scroll though them and see my phases, like my dgm phase and my naruto phase ahhh good times, I had fun.

Lucky number: I don't really have one??? But if I had to say what appeared off the top of my head, I'd say 7, for reasons I'm not expanding on in case anyone I know irl has Tumblr and can find me from this.

What I’m wearing: Ayyyy I barely ever leave my pyjamas though I do change them often, my current set its maroon lounge pants and a black top, comfy and warm.

Dream job: As some one aiming for uni I've had a lot of time to think about this and I've discovered and decided on Radiotherapy as my dream course and job! I have my offers back now I just need the grades! Oooooh just thinking about it is exciting!!!!

Favorite food: I would have to say it's curry rice and chips from the chippy! Though it has to be mild curry, because I can't really stand spice well no matter how nice it is.

Dream trip: It was here that @keiko-is-me mentioned she would like to visit England! Though I'd have to ask where specifically? Probably London right? Though as a proud Scouser I'd have to recommend a stint in Liverpool as well. And whilst you're in the UK you should check Wales and Scotland too; both are breathtaking places. Personally its been my dream to visit Japan at least once in my life since my older brother's done it and loved it. I'd love to go to South Korea again, just maybe this time in the summer?

Play any instruments: Years ago I was learning to play piano! But in the end as my SATs drew near I got too busy and gave it up, its been a long long time :(.

Languages: ahhh as a native English speaker we can check that of the list??? I did GCSE Spanish!!! And got an A!!! Somehow!!! I'm not very good don't let my grades fool you also its been over a year since I've spoken any and what little I knew has slipped away :((( I really love languages but with A levels I can't afford to pick it back up yet. Let alone a new one. Watch me do just that tho lmao.

Favorite song: "Warriors" by imagine dragons has been a favourite of mine for a long long time and I never get tired of it, that song is perfection. Their song "Beliver" is a pretty close second. I'm gonna stop here or I'll end up listing a load of their songs at you and we don't have time for that.

Random fact: I write fan fiction! Or I used to. Not very well either my first fic has already been revamped once and now I'm doing it again because is there such thing as ever liking your work?

Aesthetic things: Vintage is Stunning I have to agree with @keiko-is-me. Catch me outside in all black often though. Leggings, knee high boots, black t-shirt, dark red jumper and a beanie is what I live in when I have to go outside without a dress code. Otherwise for more formal occassions I have these stunning ankle boots with flowers embroidered up the side that I love but hurt my feet if I wear them too long.

Whoa look at that, a tangent. Are you still shocked tho.

Also there are most definitely not 21 questions here but eh.

Tagging: I'm not going to tag 21 people and I don't expect most of them to reply but just to get their blogs out there:

@paperdarkfish because as one of my favourite authors and artists I must know more and I feel they deserve more readers and followers.

@chimelon who created one of my favourite AUs of Scum villain and I just want to know more please.

@meltesh28 who creates STUNNING art and deserves all the likes and reblogs in the world.

@duanmujinghua who is also an amazing artist and has a patreon I can't subscribe to because I'm poor I'm so sorry.

@fruitpastillesposts who is one of my other favourite authors who I found when I was just entering the world of fan fiction!

@neonplusfire who makes amazing art though the one i tagged is probably not their main blog its still just as good and their's some art their too.

@h3l3n4m0rt3mf4ng1rl who does art on occasion and gives me the quality mxtx content I need to survive day to day life.

And last but definitely not least

@kikuue who has a very light hearted, cute and relaxing blog that I could scroll through for hours!! And have before!!! In which I liked so much stuff they asked if I was ok!!! Cute animals!!! Supportive posts!!! More cute animals!!! Stunning! Draw dropping! Amazing!

[aliasseries]

Castle Rock 1.08 “Past Present”

As I did with Sharp Objects, I would like to talk about the series in general first since I'm starting the review in the episode eight.

For a Stephen King fan (as I am myself) this series is probably everythinh you could dream of. It have the mystery, the horror, the suspense and intrigue that give you Stephen King's books. For King's fan Castle Rock isn't a strange town since it appear in many of his books and stories. It is also realize some details of certain books while you are watching the episodes. Also the photography in this show is spectacular and the music lead you to more tension itself. The actors are all so perfectly cast up, but for me Bill Skarsgård is doing a marvelous performance and he is doing, in my opinion, one of the best jobs of his career so far. I think there's nothing he can't do. That two genius like J.J. Abrams and Stephen King join together to create this show is something that alredy hooked you. For me this is another good revelation this summer.

The firtst season of Castle Rock has ten episodes and it was already renew for a second one. Now the review, hope you like it!

Castle Rock 1.08 “Past Present”

SPOILERS

The episode begin by telling us the story of the married couple who bought the Lacy's house. How the went to Castle Rock because the wife cheat on her husband. So they made the house as a bed and breakfast.

While they are fixing the house, they go into the basement and there there's a bunch of paintings about “the kid” painted by Lacy. The man gets his eyes on one particular painting in which we can see “the kid”'s profile with a dark background. They had the first guests which seem to be a couple who are cheting on their respectives partners. At night we can hearing making love and he is hearing them and then the wife wakes up to screams and when she enters the room she see her husband cover in blood and the two bodies in the room.

The next day they clean up and the husband cut the two bodies in pieces. While he is putting the bags with the remains in the truck Jackie came to the house to tell them that she is a taxi driver so they can help each others in their bussiness. She left abrutly because they owners are nervous and kick her out. Then she found a jewlery in the frontyard and she gets suspicious.

The we go to seeing a lot of flashs during them we see Henry and Molly, then Molly wakes up and goes to the trailer where Henry was lock up to hear the schizma.

She brings him home where he find his mom in bed sleeping and the he founds “the kid” in the kitchen and he ask where Wendell is, when he gets into the house but Henry send him to his room while Henry follows “the kid” while asking questions. “The kid” lead Henry to the garage and show him the body of Alan, he tells him that his mother get confuse and she killed him. Wendell is looking to them throught the window and decides to call the police. When “the kid” hears the police sirens he looks at Henry and says: “I waited for you. I waited 27 years. I rescued you from that basement and I didn't ask for any of this.” and then left. The police arrive and Henry goes chech on her mom and she tries to tell him about “the kid” being his dad but he is confused and she thinks that she kill “the kid” and not Alan.

He goes down and talk to a police woman that ask him if he knows who she is but he can't remember so she tells him that she is the mother of a classmate and how they use to call him “the black death” and that since he is in town a lot of people died and a lot of things happen.

Henry want to Wendell leave town and comes back to Boston so he brought a bus ticket and while Wnedell is in the bus a bird fell from the skie to the bus window and while the bus driver is cleaning the window Wendell star to hear the schzima. Later in the episode we can see Wendell leave the bus and coming back to Castle Rock by walking.

Henry asks Molly if when Lacy's house was on sale she enters in the basement but she said that the widow didn't had the key. Molly later at night calls him and leaves a message telling him she can't be alone, the reason is that she is seeing images again, so she will drive to his house.

Henry is driving to the bed and breakfast and knocks the door but nobody answer so he broke the outside lock and get into the basement, he doesn't see anything special but he goes upstairs and goes around the house and when he gets into the master bedroom he sees lots of Lacy's paintings about “the kid” he stars to see the dates on the paintings and we see a lot of them and then he look one painting in particular because the painting is like the picture on the flayers of Henry when he disapear but with “the kid”'s face and the date was the same date of when Henry desapear, 1991.

Then the owner gets into the room and Henry apologize and say he leaves but in the stairs was the woman with a knife with which she stab Henry the three of them start to fight, first the husband gets a cut in the neck and then the wife who die in the bathroom. Henry runs to his car but the husband follows him with the knife and while they are struggeling in the floor Jackie hits the husband with an axe and kills him.

While the police and the ambulance is there Henry gets a call from the priest saying that his mother is there and she was confuse about where Alan was and his death so he quickly goes to his car and drive away while he is following by the police since he is suspect.

Molly is driving to Harry's house when she realize that in her parents' house, which is on rent, there's light, so she stops and enter the house to see “the kid” in the stairs. She asks him what is he doing there when he stars to explain how was the house when she lived there, then he gets up and goes upstairs to Molly's old room, she follows him. He, again, describe the room and what she did there with the flashlight and then he says poiting out of the window “that's where you died”.

This episodes let us with even more questions and doubts of was going on there. You can imagine or suspect some things but there's always something new. “The kid” is one of those doubts who he is? And how he know so much? It's very important the things that he say to both Henry and Molly, specially Molly. I belive there's something that connect Henry, Molly and “the kid” somehow. Also a special mention that he was all the episode walking around with a wound and nobody notices it. Something important too was Wendell hearing the schizma, it could be a conection between father and son? The final quote “That's where you died” make me think on an posible other dimension, other Castle Rock and that maybe that's the reason “the kid” doesn't age. In this episode as in the previous ones what we get is more questions and I think that the answer to all the questions so far are not gonna be reveal till the last episode. There's only two episodes left to end season one and, to be honest I don't want it to finish but at the same time I want to know if my suspicious are true and what is going on in Castle Rock.

[mandilo]

Stage and Musical ask game

i was tagged by @allyyyyy0619 and this idea is really fun ! i really likes going over all that i remmembered. And remember this is my opinion and doesn’t mean i am more right than you !

1) I am quite recent on the internet, i came to this wonderfull world from being an Xjapan and a tokusatsu fan, the first contact with musicals was 1 or 2 years ago through a french youtuber who made fun of shonen anime and showed a little tennimyu. I found it funny but not i don't like sports shonen very much. I started really looking into hakumyu a little under year ago because i wanted to look into more roles played by junya ikeda, and it was a whole new world opening for me.

2) The first question leads naturally to the second : the whole reason i started japanese musicals is a lack of Ikeda Junya series or movies... He is a good actor and i love his communicative smile and energy.

3) For stages i loved, it’s more complicated but i’ll stick to streams or dvd out this year :   

- Tousute saien (thanks in part for the subtitles since it's one of the first butai i watched and loved so much i tried some without)

- Tousute 2 (i loved the dvd version more than the stream and am impatiently waiting for the subs)

- Pattaliro even if i need subs for the madness of the middle portion i laughed so much seeing it. 

- Rengoku ni Warau (The previous stage is stellar and this one is on par with it and has a very good cast)

4) Concerning least favorite, i'll repurpose the question as the ones i couldn't watch until the end but it doesn't mean it's bad, just not the ones i loved  and could not tear my eyes from despite my limited japanese :

- Black rose alice (hard subject matter)

- Digimon butai (on my to watch list since summer but the puppets bug me)

- Diamond no ace stages (a sport that i know nothing about the stage lost me completely)

5) For the musical that were released(stream or dvd) this year the top 3 is difficult but these are my obsessions :

-  i need to cheat on the date for this one : the entirety of Toumyu since i fell in love with shunya at first viewing and the entire first team in general.  

-  Hakumyu harada-hen (first stream purchase ever after loving the first 6 hakumyu)

-  Ensemble Stars Judge of Knights

- B-pro theatre comes at quite close 4th place...

6) Least favorite musicals is easier, again it doesn't mean bad just those i watched at most twice and don't plan seeing again :

- Rusted Armors, probably because of the “rap” portion and the struggle to record it.

- Heinemyu i don’t know why, i’m just okay not seeing it again

- Kingpri (i can't get “behind” a certain scene)

7) Favorite actors frankly i have to do 2 rankings, my darlings and the genuinely good actors i like  :

1 Ohira Shunya

2 Sakurai Keito

3 Kashiwagi Yuusuke

4 Higuchi Yuta

But when it comes to best roles this year :

1 Suzuki Hiroki

2 Aramaki Yoshihiko

3 Suzuki Shogo

4 Kuroba mario / Ryuji Sato (can’t choose)

8) For me Mario, Ryuji and Tsubasa in a smaller mesure are out of this pool. Rookie or rising star actors :

1 Kashiwagi Yuusuke (not had the best choices in stages but osomatsu-san seems a winner for him)

2 Sana Hiroki (this kid has a bright futur)

3 Ohira Shunya (i think he is about to outgrow the rising star category and i have high hopes for him)

4 Spi   (i can’t belive Toumyu was one of his first japanese musicals)

9) For butai related drama/movie i won't be original but only for this one a won't cut on the 2017 date :

- Five (mario and ryuji of course)

- Hakuoki ssl series and movie (and tengentally the stages)

- Ayamekun (because of mario)

- counting sheep and shake the balance  (someya toshiyuki, tomoru akazawa and chantomo)

- messiah polar night (well i'm still trying to collect the pieces of my heart over this one)

10) For the  best singing voice these are the names that imediately pop in my mind :

- suzuki shougo

- sato ryuji

- ogoe yuuki

- sakiyama tsubasa

- spi

11 ) I’ll be brutally honnest on the one that had to grow on me : 

Toumyu mihotose live portion has taken a lot of time in the year to grow on me  but let’s admit it’s not a good idea to watch touken ranbu sai 2016 and mihotose back to back because of the godly level of ryuji/mario/ogotan/shunya.

12) Well, hard question this one since i barely watch anime and read manga but for the properties adaptations i am curious about  :

- Donten ni Warau gaiden (more of the series of warau is good)

- Final Fantasy would be fun

- XXX holic maybe already done i don’t know !

13) I'm not in a lot of fandom but hakuoki and touken ranbu are very welcoming

14) I’ve been in the fandom for around 10 month only.

15) As a recent addition, i love how open is the international community on tumblr. I have been really nice welcomed and found people to discuss with and i will do my best to be less shy when toumyu comes to paris again ! 

[the-duckpond]

Tokyo mirage sessions #FE

Duckpondanimations summer games 2020 Part 4 Tokyo mirage sessions #FE

I haven’t played many JRPGs. I don’t have anything against them. I just don’t like anime that much, so I just think that I wouldn’t enjoy them much. If the Paper Mario series doesn’t count, then the only JRPGs I’ve played are the Persona games. And despite being anime inspired, I quite liked the Persona games. I figured that after playing trough Persona 3, 4 and 5 I would be able to tolerate a higher level of anime. So I thought that it might be time to try out some other JRPGS and see if I would like them. Tokyo mirage sessions #FE seemed like a good choice to start with, since it was developed by the same studio, and seemed to share a lot of DNA with the persona series. But I didn’t end up liking this one as much as I liked Persona. Right off the bat, the story and characters didn’t grab me like the Persona games did. I felt that the anime influence was much stronger with this game, which led to the game feeling like a dumb cartoon. This isn’t a deal breaker, since the Persona games also had their fair share of silly moments. But it didn’t help the game to a good start. Also the dramatic and grand anime dialogue felt a bit silly at times. It feels more at home in Persona. Because in those games the characters hold dramatic speeches about very big things. Like how people only belive what they want. And accepting that you have to be willing to take responsibility for your own life. So it seems a bit silly in comparison, when a character has a dramatic monologue about how much they want to sing and make people smile.  

Another thing that felt somewhat off to me was the combat. Which is a shame, since that’s what you do for about 50% of the time in JRPGs. The combat is the standard turn based JRPG combat. But this games gimmick is, that if you hit the enemy with an elemental attack they are weak to, you can trigger a session attack. A session attack means that all of your party members come and hit the enemy one by one. But which party members can participate in the session is decided by which skills each party member possesses. So you can’t do anything special to set up a session attack during battle. You just hit the enemy weakness and watch the party do their work. Which is kind of silly, since surely you would hit the enemy weakness regardless of whether of not it triggers a session. Also, sometimes, completely randomly the game let’s you perform a super powerful special attack that pretty much guarantees that you win the fight. The combat feels a bit luck based sometimes, since there isn’t much strategy involved in planning sessions and the game can randomly decide to just hand you a free victory. But you can’t count on luck all the time. The game can be very challenging, so you have to be on your guard. You’ll get your ass handed to you if you just take it easy and wait around for a lucky special attack.

These next complaints are irrelevant to anyone who plays this on the switch. So that’s pretty much everyone. No one should own a Wii U. I only kept mine to flex on Anthony Burch. The Wii U gamepad is only necessary for reading text messages you receive in the game. You can ignore most of them. But sometimes you have to read a message to progress in the story. The gamepad also has a map screen. Both of these things could have just been on the main screen, but they decided to put them on the gamepad for some reason. The game has loads of menus for managing your characters. There’s equipment, status, skills and the usual JRPG stuff. It would have been really easy to navigate these menus with the gamepads touch screen, but that’s not an option. They didn’t make full use of the gamepad and instead put in some dumb gimmicks. So for the most part having to use the gamepad is just an annoyance. You also can’t use the gamepad for off TV play, and using only the pro controller is not an option.

There are some other small annoyances I have with the game. Like how you can’t skip session attacks. It’s nice seeing you party go crazy in a boss fight. But watching them beat down enemies that are already dead during normal battles gets old fast. Also whenever you go to the bloom palace, that is this games version of the velvet room where you upgrade your abilities. You have to fast travel to your office, wait for the loading screen. Then you walk across the room and wait for another loading screen to get there. I really wish that they let you fast travel straight there.

But I’ve ragged on the game enough, let me tell you what I liked about it. While the characters are all dumb anime caricatures, they are all unique and memorable. I actually ended up liking them much more over the course of the game. The battle animations look pretty and have a lot of work put into them. The game itself also looks nice. Nothing mind blowing, but it’s perfectly serviceable. The music in the game is generally pleasant to listen to. Which makes sense for a game themed around music performers. Also there are multiple animated musical numbers. They might be the highlight of the game for people that are into that kind of thing. While I eventually grew to somewhat like this game I can’t really recommend it. I didn’t feel like it was that good. But that might just be because I’m not a big fan of JRPGs or anime. If you have a higher tolerance for anime, and enjoy JRPGs in general you might like it more than I did.

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I need serious help.

So hi guys, usually I wouldn’t bring this up but I’m at my wits end and how the last 2 days have happened and treated me I need help. I tried doing my own research but I’m just not getting the answers I need.

So basicly a run down of what’s going on with me as I’ve never talked about it here before.

My names Meghan, I’m currently 15 years of age and have recently come to the conclusion that I am neglected and emotionally abused in ways and held up to double standards. And the simplest way for me to say I noticed is to say that a family member who I see mabey 2-3 times a year told me she saw I’m neglected by my father and semi neglected by my mother.

I don’t think I wanted to belive it for a long time but, here I am. It got really bad 2 days ago and I’m struggling with how I’m going to deal with this situation as I can not stay at home for another 3 years. I need an out once I’m 16.

Here’s what I need to know that I can’t find a definite answer for about the state of New Jersey and it’s legal laws,

1.) If I leave home, (aka) run away can I be forced back? 2.) Is there a legal way to leave home if running is NOT a viable option? 3.) Is there any public licensed places I can go if I run or have a legal way out? 4.) Is there a way to avoid investigation? /note here, I don’t think the level of neglect could hold up in court. Sometimes I don’t think they know there doing it but it is blatantly obvious to a family member, friends and now me./ 5.) What legally makes up a neglect case? What charges can be made / what evidence is needed to make a case? 6.) Will I still be able to attend school if I find a different residence to live in? 7.) Is there any way to be out of here before 16? 8.) Does anyone have an experience with running and being free…?

I’m serious about this and seriously need help. I can’t keep doing this. There not taking my mental health seriously and I needed out of this toxic house 6 years ago when this all started.

Below I’m going to explain and list my experiences with the Neglect and border line emotional abuse, please tell me if this would hold in a court case. And if you’ve made it this far reading I really appreciate it.

1.) At around 11 or 12 I told them I wanted to commit suicide and they told me “It’s a cowardly thing to do.” And the “Cowards way out.” Then then proceeded to ignore the entire situation for months until out of the blue they brought me to a therapist. 2.) At 14 they guilt tripped me into confessing my Sexuality and then told me it was invalid because “God said this…” ect, ect. And then in the following months created a wall in where I was an outsider and sent me to a therapist to discuss my Sexuality. 3.) They always put my younger sibling first in every sense of the word. He plays baseball and he is never allowed to miss a practice, he’s exempt from specific chores because he had “practice”. My father generally takes his side and punishes me when my mother’s not around to defend me. 4.) My father doesn’t give me his attention. He just doesn’t. He worked multiple jobs and went to collage when I was a small kid and now as an almost adult he’s working a teacher’s job and working a differnt side job during the year. In the summer he’s traveling almost every week. My mother is traveling for work almost every day as well and returning late in the evening. This is yearly for her. I’m generally competing for any attention but as mentioned before my brother receives the eyes of them both. A prime example is today. My brother had a tournament almost 2 hours from here so we stayed over night at a hotel yesterday night and then went to the double header the next day, he’d been stung by a wasp the previous day and his leg was swelling. Once we came back from the tournament my mother brought him to urgent care as it was swelling even more. /note, I was the one who did the research to finding out it was a wasp. Everyone thought it was a bee. It wasn’t./ Turns out he needs crutches and is prohibited from walking unless it’s to get to a bathroom. When my father returned from Delaware as he’d been traveling, the first time he addressed my brother was to find out if he was going to travel almost 2 hours to support his team mate’s. Now how this proteins to me is first off, my younger brother is 13 and not great at defending himself so I stepped in. I told him what the doctor had told my mother that she had already told him. That he can’t get up. I was dismissed imeatly until my mother stepped in. 5.) And last but not the least what so ever, is the fact that my friends or a few of there parents are not fans of my own parents. They give the encouragement of “It’s only X amount of years left till you can leave home.” Or “My house is always open.” The problem is I’m too terrified to ask for there help, let alonfle leave and get myself or them in legal trouble.

So if anyone can help me please, please add on to this. Tag me each time if you need to. Send me a private message if you have to just please I need help. I can’t keep doing this. I’m not gonna make it past 16 at this rate and I just need and out and my questions answered.

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For the unusual questions thing: 1, 2, 4, 21, 25, 28, 29 30, 50, 52, and 61? (I’m sorry I know this is a lot, there were just so many cool questions. Just answer whichever ones you feel like)

It's totally fine 💕 thank you for asking all here they were so interesting :D1. Do you ever doubt the existence of others than you?If I'm being honest, yes. I do not do this all the time like it's not something I believe deep down but sometimes life is so weird and it just makes no sense and then I start to think such things. Because how could life be like that if it all these billions of stories mashed together o.fluencing each other. Idk It's sometimes a bit overwhelming2. On a scale of 1-5, how afraid of the dark are you?Depends I guess. I am not really afraid of the dark in general but if I walk home it creeps around me and makes me uncomfortable or if I am home alone it sits in every corner just waiting for a noise to attack me. I guess that makes a 2,5/54. What is your favorite word?My favourite German word is polynomdivision because it's so melodic and soft. My favourite English word is necessary, I don't really know why. Or hope. I feel such a strong bond to this word.21. If you were the opposite sex for one day, what would you look like and what would you do?I guess I'd look like a nerdy and less handsome mash up of Aragon, Jack Sparrow and Newt Scamander. Like a skinny boy with glasses, messy middle lengthed brown hair probably with braids and beads I'm it to give it an alternative vibe and colourful weird clothes. I don't know if I would do anything specific or totally different than normally. I would have to go to the boy's restroom and such things but there is nothing else I could do as boy I can't do as girl. So yeah. I'd probably masturbate to know if it feels any different. 25. You just found $100! How are you going to spend it?I wouldn't spend it in the first place but save it but if I had to spend it immediately I would buy a train ticket to the next bigger city and look for books, dvds, secondhand shops and sweets and then I would call my best friend over for a DVD night or something or I call her before shopping and we could look together for stuff we like. 28. You discover a beautiful island upon which you may build your own society. You make the rules. What is the first rule you put into place? No matter what differences we might have, we are all humans. So treat everybody like that.29. What is your favorite expletive?(I had to look this word up... There is so much in the English language I still don't know it's amazing)I like 'damn' I don't really know why or whether it counts as an expletive or not but I don't care. And f*ck. because I was always told not to curse and say 'shit' or anything but this little word doesn't feel so bad at all. So it's my all-round expletive30. Your house is on fire, holy shit! You have just enough time to run in there and grab ONE inanimate object. Don’t worry, your loved ones and pets have already made it out safely. So what’s the one thing you’re going to save from that blazing inferno?Tough question. I thought about it for a while now and I think I would grab my sketchbook and the small teddy bear my cousin made for me some years ago. My phone would be in my pocket (I carry it with me all the time jeez) so I wouldn't go for it.50. What is the most unusual conversation you’ve ever had?At first I didn't know what to say at all. But the something came up in my mind. Something I bannedHowever. I think it was just weird because it made me so uncomfortable and comfortable at the same time and it was the first time I talked to somebody who was interested in me.It's been this summer. My best friend threw a party and there was alcohol and many people I didn't know. And there was this guy who was quite tipsy and who couldn't believe asexuality existed. I was the only one sober at that time and he hit on me quite subtle and we were walking down the street together. He asked me all his weird stuff with kissing wether I like to, wether I had my first kiss, or wether I masturbate (because I'm asexual...) and so one. It was so so weird. The end of the story is we kissed (he was my first kiss) I'm still ace (against his hopes..jeez) and I don't really know what people find in kissing. 52. How long could you go without talking?I talk to myself daily to make thinking easier or to make time pass faster. So not so long. And my mom is quite social and if I don't talk at least a bit she freaks out. But it's not like I really need to talk to other people61. Do you often read your horoscope?If I read the newspaper or something I'll always look for it. But it's not very often maybe once in two months. Here in tumblr I sometimes look for my sign but it's not that I belive in this very much.. Just curiosity

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Blog Update and... Mun update?

This is mainly a mun rant so... Yeah readmore I guess

So it’s no secret that my activity and especially rp quality has dropped significantly if you compare to how I started out... Well there is a reason for that... It is incredibly personal and petty and stupid but whatever.

I suffer imsensely of a heavy depression backlash. My last year wasn’t... the best to keep it short (also lbr nobody really cares). Lot’s of school issues and stuff and I have heavily reverted back to old, very very unhealthy habbits in the past months. I’m on new medication and now with summer vacation at hand I almost feel... weirdly pressured and overwhealmed. I won’t dwell too much on it (as I believe that nobody gives a fuck about my personal issues), but it has been only enhacing my anxiety here on ryxji. 

I was always someone who would rather rp her own things. I could never understand people saying it’s hard to rp OCs. Yes you have to work double as hard for recognition, but for me it was always a nice thing because it was my own, it was like you know working for myself...

Rping canon muses is something I am a) not used to and b) usually not too comfortable with.

So far I only have rped a handfull of canon muses, while my OC repartour has been up to probably 5 times the count of my canon muses. There are many reasons for that

1. I feel pressured to uphold a standart of quality I can not always provide. There are probably a hundred of the same canon muses around and while everyone is “hey it’s not about competition!” “I don’t mind rping with many of the same muse!” it will always be a challenge. People follow and interact with who they are interested in. If you are one of many it’s not uncommon for people to rp with others than with you, because they deem someone else more worth their time (be it bc they reply faster, have a nicer writing style, prettier aestetics, write much more, etc). I know it can be subtle and unconscious but it happens.

2. Comparrison is a thing. While as stated above competition should not be a thing, it certainly is for me. I have a nature of always comparing to others, as a way of improving, but it is also a majour factor of why I feel alone and insignificant on my blog. With my depression hitting hard lately I have an issue of seeing twinsies that surpass me in many aspects. Of course while they are inspirational and a push to get better, they are also an incredibly unreachable goal for me. And that definitely doesn’t help my mood and motivation.

3. I have personal standarts for quality. Yes I know I talk a lot about how others are the reason I feel uncomfy, but that’s not the issue. It wouldn’t really bother me if I didn’t have this perfectionist view on whatever I do. If I rp a canon muse, I always compare myself to others and try to uphoald “canon”. I want to give the muse I rp justice. I don’t want to make them something they are not. I want to hold true to what the initial creators wanted to depict and that really leaves me in a predicament because I always tend to go into a different direction.

4. Self Pressure is something I suffer from. Just like my impossible standarts, I do have incredible pressure of myself I want to uphold. I tire myself out. I have a perfect picture of how I want this blog to be and if I can not provide that I get frustrated with myself and basically kill off my own motivation. One of those “rules” is that I want this rp blog to be mainly rp related and with the much of personal rants I already put out I feel like I am just making excuses and whining all the time.

5. Service Mentality. It’s not just about standarts and perfectionism. I belive it’s because of my mum, but in regards to myself I have a service mentality. If I have an rp blog, I run an RP BLOG. There is no time for needless mun stuff or anything, just focus on rping and doing what an rp blog does. Keep your pages clean and updated, rp, write starters, do replies, etc. If I can’t do my job it’s no wonder nobody will want to rp with me. If I go to a restaurant and have to wait an hour for my damn soda I do not intend on paying and will leave not coming again. My mind is all I have to do my damn job.

And those are just the points I can think of right now...

And yes, don’t think I don’t know about all this “you’re too hard on yourself!” or “rping is for fun, mii!” I know that well. Very well, but it’s hard to take that mentality when I am just so used to the self sabotage.

When I started off I was almost overwhealmed of the attention I got. I had to actually tell people I am busy and couldn’t respond to them. Now when I am online people see me but they don’t see me... And why? because in the end we only care for those that give back.

Not all your rp partners are your besties and friends. They are aquaintances at best and you want to write with them. You don’t care about their personal life. You do you and they do them. As an attention whore as I am this is very hard on me to be honest. I am like a damn rabbit. If I don’t get loved I will die. But I understand why I am alone

People believe I am too inactive to rp

When I am active it’s very sparse and not quality content

People don’t care because they don’t know me or do not want to know me

there are far better rpers of my muse

I am too “unique” and don’t uphoald ic standarts

I am way too whiney and post too much Mun stuff

Timezones

Reasons why I personally feel pressure when on here?

I want to put out my best (If it’s not perfect it should not be on here)

I get overwhealmed easily by my own pressure and start to sabotage myself

I am clingy, easily getting jealous and petty

I compare myself a lot to others

I want to provide a good service and uphold to my own standarts

I don’t feel as creative anymore as I used to

I grow more and more antsy with the fandom and topics of discourse

Trust me. All I want is fun on here but I can’t really uphold to it right now.

Idk what words to close this on just

I’m sorry I turned out not to be the great rp blog u wanted me to be. I’m really sorry....

I’m sorry