#ess rants

[reddsl1mer]

hey guyz are you all dead

[chiisana-lion]

reading maitsuki niwatsuki ooyatsuki and shaking my head the whole time so people know i disagree with the notion of landlords being people

[bumblebee-chimera]

Evangeline: Cuz I got in a fight and I didn’t die!

Charlie: stares on in abject horror

Sera: nervous sweating

[jackies-shauna]

me when i remember that my girlfriend in fact could NOT see into the future and has dated people other than me 💔💔💔

[jaywritesrps]

Sobre Nostalgia, Chegadas e Partidas...

Por Jay Ferreira

Esses são dois tópicos que tão pilulando na minha cabeça tem um tempo, mas que só agora veio inspiração pra botar no papel. Podem ignorar se quiser. Se vc discorda, discorde ai da sua casa mesmo. Não precisa me mandar ask mal educada não.

Sobre Nostalgia

Dia desses eu tava de bobeira enquanto ajeitava a central nova do TBT e decidi olhar as tags de rpg. Reparei que tanto na tag BR quanto na gringa havia uma reclamação constante sobre como rpg era melhor, com tempos mais simples, onde ninguém tretava por besteira... Mas será que eram mesmo tempos mais simples ou é a boa e velha vovó nostalgia colocando os óculos cor de rosa em você?

Relato de alguém que estava aqui entre 2014 e 2017 (podem olhar na tag jay fala português porra ou Jay rants), esse passado simples, onde ninguém brigava e tudo era belo e mágico nunca existiu. Em 2016 eu tava recebendo chuva de hate por coisa que outra pessoa fazia, já existia famosa prática q muita gente ainda faz hoje em dia de se mandar hate pra hitar, já existia gente mudando de nick como quem troca de roupa, já existia gente criando central do cu pra ir na onda de algum rp q tava sendo sucesso... enfim, vcs entendem.

Esse é o problema com a nostalgia, ela te cega ao ponto de você ignorar que esses "tempos mais simples" nunca existiram. É mais fácil ver assim pq esse período de tempo já passou e o ser humano tem a tendência a ignorar os aspectos negativos do passado ou ampliá-los pra engrandece a si próprio. Nessa brincadeira, faz 10 anos que a tag Br existe como conhecemos hoje, o que mudou nesse espaço de tempo é que alguns de nós estamos percebendo que somos velhos demais pra essas tretinhas bestas da tag, que reclamar não adianta, se você não se propõe a fazer algo pra mudar aquilo e que tem gente nesse meio que não gosta de rpg, gosta é do hype de caçar encrenca.

Essa foi umas questões que quis tratar na primeira temporada do TBT, porque a nostalgia é perigosa, no sentido em que ela faz as pessoas ignorarem as red flags, em busca de um passado que só habita o mundo da imaginação. Todo dia estamos propensos a mudança, mas infelizmente, tem gente prefere ficar ancorade no passado, achando que o problema são sempre os outros, correndo atrás um lugar onde tudo era melhor e que nunca existiu. Como diria Belchior, "Você que ama o passado não vê que o novo sempre vem".

Sobre Chegadas e Partidas...

Tem um programa no GNT que gosto muito, ele se chama "Chegadas e Partidas". É basicamente a Astrid Fontenele num aeroporto, conversando com gente que indo ou vindo de algum lugar. É interessante pq gente comum geralmente tem histórias melhores pra contar do que gente famosa. Acho q é por isso nunca gostei muito de fazer personagens fidalgos (termo que vem da expressão "Filho de Algo" q era mt utilizada no Brasil colônia pra indicar gente importante, não necessariamente membros da nobreza), é mt fácil cair em clichês ou na trope do Ace (vem da expressão Ace of Spades, significa personagem fodão que é bom tudo e que geralmente é feito pra morrer e inspirar o protagonista) e assim, quando seu personagem é onisciente, onipresente e onipotente, qual a graça? Qual a graça de jogar com um personagem que tem toda vida que sempre quis sem destruir? Histórias tem que ter conflitos, pontos de confronto e mudança. Ou o protagonista muda ou elu muda o mundo a sua volta ou os dois.

Mas estou divagando, o meu ponto aqui é q no ep q estava assistindo, um dos enceramentos foi: a gente precisa aprender a hora de chegar e partir, não apenas de lugares, mas a também das vidas das pessoas. Foi ai q eu compreendi uma coisa que um dos players do TBT disse quando pediu unfollow há muito tempo atrás. Não dá pra gente ficar em lugares que não nos cabem, e ainda complemento esse pensamento com um nem tudo é feito pra você e por mais que você tente se adaptar, às vezes você só não tem mais energia pra ficar se esforçando pra caber.

Essa epifania foi o q faltava pra deixar de mão um rpg onde eu estava com meus amigos e focar no meu mesmo. Não que o grupo em questão fosse um lugar ruim, até tentei plotar e conversar de boas, só que assim... eu tenho 38 anos, trabalho num lugar rígido, que um peido fora do tom pode causar demissão, a última coisa q quero é no meu momento de liberdade, ter que ficar me adaptando pra caber no molde alheio, tentando agradar um grupo de desconhecido da internet. Eu cansei disso, sabe. Cansei de ser o "cancelado" como o blogueiro ao lado me chamou ontem, pq na boa, cancelado por quem, pode me dizer? Por um bando de gente que também tá aqui tentando esquecer a própria dor, ao ponto que fica tão cego por isso, que se acha no direito de ficar espalhando caos e destruição na vida dos outros? Se são essa pessoas que querem me cancelar, que seja sabe. Pra mim, é aquela parte do Pai Nosso: "Livrai-nos do mal, Am��m.". Não tenho saco pra ficar lidando com adultos com sindrome de regina george que querem ser prefeitos da coitadolândia a todo custo sem mandar tomar no olho do cu, pq senão vão achar que eu sou agressivo. Cansei de ser o cara que sempre pede desculpa, pra evitar discussão, quando eu deveria mandar era mesmo se fuder. Pq sempre acaba com gente dizendo q sou falso, isso ou aquilo, mas esquece das carazadas que faz com os outros por ai, porque o que importa é ser o Zé Tadinho de Mim da Silva.

Enfim, acho que o momento de partida da minha paciência chegou. Se vocês querem que eu seja o vilão, ok eu vou ser o vilão, usem as narrativas que vcs quiserem usar ai. Só tenham em mente que o karma demora, mas ele chega em alguma hora. A gente pode nunca saber, mas ele vai vir sim e como um soco bem forte e pra valer do The Rock.

Ps: O outro cara já saiu do prédio. Ele não anda mais por aqui, então, tratem de procurá-lo em outra freguesia.

[reddsl1mer]

it’s okay red i’m into piss too

love, a mutual who is not as brave as you

now im gonna be thinkinh about this all night 😔

[alullinchaos]

i'll say it. the reason the kids are using "pos" to mean "positive" and not piece of shit is because piece of shit is not a phrase that should have an acronym, actually. every single time I've tried to write it as p.o.s I delete it because that's a phrase that is supposed to pack some Punch don't tuck your cuss words away if you're going to say them fuckin' SAY them yknow.

[chiisana-lion]

discovered upon trying to make a mangadex account i, had in fact already registered with the email i attempted to with, and with that was hit with the realization that i did in fact already have an account from when i was 11 that was somehow simply erased from my mind completely for over half a decade

[glimpsesofeuterpe]

... so normal™ about Loкi doing time jumps

[neozhelps]

nossa esse primeiro ep do especial de natal de ordem. CABELUDO MALDITO VOCE ME PAGAAAAAAAAA

btw, interessados no rp de ordem, recomendo assistir esse especial! ele não tem ligação com a série principal e foca mais nas mecânicas que foram apresentadas no livro novo, sendo uma ótima introdução pra quem não conhece o universo!

[jaywritesrps]

[hawkinsglasscloset]

Now you go alone

Charm all the people you train for, you mean well but aim low

And I'll make it known like I'm getting paid

That's just the way life goes

I like to slam doors closed

Trust me, I know it's always about me

I love you, I'm sorry

[reddsl1mer]

Would you let Charlie hit it from the back while he’s wearing a slimecicle mascot costume (his icon)

most ridiculous question ive ever been asked.

yes???

[reminem69]

I hate this place

[nevoadecaipora]

Eu tenho um take meio controverso que pensei em postar mas lembrei que sou CLT e não teria tempo pra responder todas as pessoas que interpretariam cada linha errado de propósito

[coralinnii]

❋ You said what now? ❋

↳ He accidentally found out your feelings

feat: Ruggie ⭑ Chenya ⭑ Lilia ⭑ Epel

genre: fluff (uhh for the most part), humour,

note: no pronouns used with the reader, no explicit spoilers for book 7 in Lilia’s section, reader is referred as human in Lilia’s section, reader is implied to be a first year in Epel’s section, bad cat-related wording in Chenya’s section

Fun fact: while not obvious in the English translation, if you listen to Chenya’s Japanese voice lines, he likes to say “nya” at the end of his sentences.

Will I keep that fact in mind anytime Chenya pops up? Absolutely.

Also, I just started my college classes again last week (which is why I didn’t post last week). All of my classes are dense with text and quizzes so…I need to study real hard which will most likely eat up my time for writing. Good ol’ inconsistent me~

Although, I’m taking History and we focus a bit on the age of nobility and old kingdoms…so maybe some inspiration for my villain/ess!au series (or maybe not cuz history is weirder than one thinks…)

How it happened

Perhaps a little sneaky, Ruggie is someone reliable, resourceful, and fun to be around. You started to fall for him and even that sneaky side of his became endearing to you.

But bigger, financial priorities occupy the hyena beastman’s mind more than anything else. Unless he can make a madol from it or get a freebie, his interest in anything else is seemingly non-existent. It was rather easy to keep your feelings to yourself when the topic of love rarely, if ever, comes up.

So it came to a surprise to you when the shaggy-haired sophomore mentioned his coworkers at a part-time job he picked up in town.

He started ranting about how a duo at his workplace started an unlikely relationship a few days ago. According to him, the two were from two different worlds and didn’t appear to be either of their types.

“Doesn’t make any sense if you ask me” he mumbled, scratching his fluffy head by the sudden revelation at his job.

You nodded and hummed as he recounted his workday with you, but in all honesty, you didn’t share his confusion over the so-called sudden pairing. By the way Ruggie described the couple, it does sound like their personalities wouldn’t mesh well and would theoretically clash too much for anything to bloom between them.

But attraction follows no simple formula. No one can stop themselves from falling for someone. You yourself were an example.

“Love is never predictable, Ruggie.” you commented without thinking, perhaps too distracted by the cute love story of Ruggie’s coworkers or it could be that you’re drowning in the warm feelings from being so close to your crush that your mouth is running too comfortably on its own. “I mean, I never thought you were my type but I still ended up-“

You shut your mouth before you could finish but looking at the wide-eyed expression on Ruggie’s face, the effort was moot.

“You still ended up?”

…Shoot.

What happens now?

Colour him shocked. Ruggie never entertained the idea that you would like him, out of all people.

He could’ve pretended not to figure it out, or convince himself that it was a misunderstanding. But he knew when he saw your flustered embarrassment and your cute stuttering trying to come up with an excuse, there was no misunderstanding. You like him.

Ruggie has a good amount of ego and he wouldn’t downplay his boyish good looks (odds are it got him out of a few close calls), but in a school of celebrities, royalty, and guys with money coming out the wazoo? He knows when he’s outmatched.

To be honest, his brain froze for a moment at your slip up. He clutched his heart which stuttered out of beat, his ears and tail stood in attention like a meerkat. Jack was worried watching his upperclassman in such a daze while folding laundry, heck it even got Leona raising a brow over the uncharacteristic clocked out look on his shorter dormmate.

But, Ruggie is a workaholic hyena. Always planning his way to work up the ladder to earn some good madol. Even if he likes the idea of making a family of his own, romance wasn’t in his peripheral vision at the moment. Not while he’s working multiple jobs at once. He would honestly feel a little bad because he knows he’ll end up ignoring any poor soul stuck with him.

As bad as it is, he might at first think to pretend he heard nothing about your feelings. He couldn’t bring himself to make you go through that, to be in a relationship where work takes precedence over you.

But then he thought it wouldn’t be so bad…snuggling up to you during one of his rare free time. Maybe you’re the type to surprise him with lunch and he could rest on your lap while you brush his hair. Would you maybe rub his sore muscles after an arduous club training session? Having boyfriend privileges means no one can complain when he slides up to your side, keeping your attention to himself without having to share…

Screw it, he’ll figure something out. He’s a greedy hyena through and through

Shyeheehee! Better be ready for what you’re asking for. Once I’ve set my eyes on something, I’m not lettin’ it get away!

How it happened

This man is a literal magic trick, appearing and disappearing to revel in the shock of his unsuspecting audience. As elusive as he is, the times he does show up brings a shock of joy and excitement to you.

It seems that the purple-haired student has made it a habit to join the Heartslabyul’s unbirthday parties from time to time, enjoying the occasional chaos and keeping you company to your conflicted delight.

You didn’t know why but Chenya made it his mission to fluster you every chance he gets, with cheeky comments and sly touches as he leads you away from incoming mishaps such as a stray splash of paint or a flying slice of cake. You don’t know why but the cat-like menace has taken a shine to teasing you out of the blue. Sometimes he would suddenly whisper nonsensical riddles into your ear, or tap your shoulder to then poke your cheek as you turn. Small silly pranks that should annoy you but your body becomes filled with butterflies when he smiles that charming grin at you.

How maddening, you thought as you fell for another sneaky surprise from the impish beastman. Once again, Chenya appeared right behind you, smiling just over your shoulder which gave you and your friends a fright (for different reasons) to which he took pleasure in, judging from the mischievous grin on his lips.

Your shouting caught the attention of the other Heartslabyul students and recognizing the white jacket and castle emblem, their eyes boiled with competitive rage. An RSA student? On Night Raven territory?!

“Ah, looks like fun time is over. I’ll just show meowself out~” and like a mirage, Chenya’s figure disappeared as the NRC students failed to catch even a strand of his fur. Not even when he took a second longer to fade out just so he could teasingly tickle the tip of your nose with his fluffy striped tail.

The students kept on making a fuss, eager to teach the mischief maker a lesson for trespassing on rival territory. You sighed at the wasteful effort, assuming that Chenya would be smart enough to have left long ago.

“Why must my crush be such a frustrating person?” Angry hollers and Riddle’s commanding cease-and-desist orders overwhelmed your tired voice, and your soft words ended up softly carried off into the wind.

But your words caught the interest of a curious ear before it disappeared.

What happens now?

Curiouser and curiouser. He was not expecting such a confession. Though to be fair, he supposed you didn’t mean for anyone to hear it.

Chenya found joy being in your company. The shock in your bright eyes followed by your cute laugh sends a warm, giddy feeling in his heart that he just could not stop. He had a feeling he knew what these feelings could be but he was content with what he could get in the rare moments he can see you.

But now, when he realized what your cute reactions meant? That sends whole new exciting feelings within him. It’s fuzzy and warm as usual, but now also shocking and thrilling. The sneaky beastman is grinning for more than one reason now.

He won’t immediately confess back. Considering this wonderful predicament where you don’t know he knows of your affections, his playful nature compels him to milk the fun of this situation for all its worth.

If you thought his cheeky antics were bad enough, you haven’t seen his flirty side till now. Playful taps on the shoulders become sneaky grabs by the waist, and just when you think he’s gone, his signature grin would grace your vision as he fades into view, a little too close to your own face. Sometimes when he feels emboldened, Chenya would sweep you off your feet for a spontaneous walk along the sweet breeze.

When you’re finally at your wit’s end, when all his teasing and heart-fluttering gestures fills you to the point of combusting in flustered frustration, that’s when he’ll finally tell you his reciprocated feelings, perhaps while stealing a quick kiss when you least suspect it. All to see that terribly adorable look on your pretty face.

Every adventure requires a first step. I’m excited to see where we’ll go together from meow on~

How it happened

See, you thought he already knew. You swore he did. Why else would he tease you so much with his sweet compliments and flirty jokes? The mysterious senior spoke to you as though you were a naive child crushing on their older peer, which you supposed wasn’t entirely wrong.

The way he treated you with so much care and love that you wondered if he already suspected of your feelings and was being considerate to you. He listens to your rambles as though he has all the time in the world for you, compliments you on your achievements as though he’s genuinely proud of your hard work, and he jokes with you with that boyish charm of his. But the scarlet-eyed fae never pursued further with advances with you, which made you think that perhaps this was just who Lilia was, a strange but friendly man, unwilling to hurt your feelings. Were you grasping at straws and misconstruing his intentions?

With a heavy heart, you tried your best to give up your hopes but maintained a cordial bond with Lilia, not wanting to avoid the jovial fae so suddenly (well, without having to explain why anyways)

But one day, when you were walking with the smiling senior, he started talking about a souvenir shirt that Kalim had given him during their club meeting. It was a shirt patterned erratically with various colours and pictures of tiny bats littered about. It was an eccentric visual of fabric but it strangely fits the equally eccentric man.

“What are your thoughts? Would I not look absolutely adorable in this?” Lilia asked, holding the shirt in front in his uniform with a boyish smile, his fangs peeking out slightly. But you rolled your eyes as you sighed exasperated by this man’s antics.

“Don’t you think that’s unfair for you to ask me?” You looked at him with a pout, somewhat irritated at the mature fae you’re trying to get over. “Of course I’d said you would, considering how much I like you”

For a rare moment, Lilia turned wide-eyed at your words. “Pardon? Do you by chance… harbour feelings for me?”

Turns out, he didn’t know at all

What happens now?

Guess you can still surprise this old man. He had his suspicions but for all he knew that was how the youth were these days. He was fond of your shy expressions whenever he was around and he could hear the quickening of your heartbeat, but he didn’t want to assume. Perhaps you were just more on the skittish side.

In the centuries he lived, he saw love in many forms. In the recent centuries he lived, he got to experience some of those forms of love he’s seen, with the pain and joy that comes with it. To him, it couldn’t ask for more as he lives out the last few centuries he has left.

You however, were still vibrant like a freshly bloomed flower in its prime. Was that why he just couldn’t take his eyes off you? He couldn’t help but watch in admiration as you lived with almost enviable vigour. He felt pulled, entranced to be by your side for even just a moment, just to see that beautiful gleam of life (and love, he realized) in your eyes.

But Lilia felt a beat of guilt in his heart. Your life is so short in comparison to his own. You should be sharing your youth with someone as brilliant as yourself, not pining over an old soul like himself. Humans are fickle creatures but he supposed with such short lives, it’s best to be curious and experience all one can without regrets.

He would be honest with you, sharing his thoughts with you as though warning that your affections were better spent with someone that suited you better. It would be up to you to convince the stubborn fae that he was your choice, that you already decided he suited you just fine. All you’re asking from him is if he shared the same feelings as you did.

“I may have tried to get rid of my feelings before, but I’m choosing not to run away this time,” in your eyes, Lilia sees that same vibrant gleam that mesmerized him, almost breathing a new sense of life into him. “All I ask is if you feel the same way”

And he does. He’s lying to himself if he hasn't thought of a life with you where he could steal surprise kisses throughout the day, where he could bring you to soar through the night skies as he takes you to explore the world with him. He imagines a life of silliness but also a life of blissful content as he gazes at you like a beacon of light in his life, a new reason to live a bit longer.

Lilia feels ensnared by love once more, but the burning warmth in his soul is just too invigorating. He’s looking forward to this new chapter in his life, with you.

I do hope you’ve prepared yourself, my dear. Eternal love with a fae should not be taken lightly. But rest assured, I look forward to our new adventure

How it happened

You were Epel’s close friend and confidant, someone who he can share his achievements and woes with. Being so new to the college, the two of you depend on each other through thick or thin and along the way, you grew to see the lavender-haired freshman as more than just a companion.

He has a bit of a temper and is quick to the jump at times, but he was always there for you and even though he doesn’t always see eye-to-eye with them at times, he respects his seniors and takes their lessons to heart.

When he talks about how much he dislikes his height or his feminine features, you nodded along for his sake but you couldn’t tell him that you were actually in disagreement. You adore his fluffy locks that you occasionally got to touch with his permission and his light blue eyes felt like calming waves of the purest lake. Epel constantly swore to you that he’ll have his growth spurt and will even tower Leona in height, but you like how you could hold him close to you without issue.

You love all that he is, even if he’s not too keen on some parts himself

But you kept this all to yourself. You thought Epel had other priorities on his mind and you were scared that confessing would ruin the friendship you’d built with him. For now, you were content to be by his side for however long you can.

You were dead tired during a particularly harsh Flying class with Coach Vargas and you were barely conscious enough to keep your eyes open. It took everything you had to just nod along to whatever Epel was saying, something about some Savanaclaw students?

“Who they think they are, callin’ me cute like that? I outta rip off their yapper for underestimatin’ me.” You weren’t helping his point when you thought how cute his accent was as he grumbled about his day. You were falling in and out of consciousness but thought you should at least reply back to your friend…anything at all…

“I’m sorry…that happened…even though…I think…you’re really cute…”

You were already out cold to notice your friend frozen in place as you finished your drowsy comment, your head landing on his stiff shoulders.

What happens now?

ALDFIUAHLBWAIGLH

Congratulations, you broke your friend and you don’t even remember it. When you woke up, you couldn’t figure out why Epel was as bright red as his hometown’s apples. Epel couldn’t even bring it up without getting too tongue-tied, his accent sputtering out incomprehensible words.

The blue-eyed freshman was raking his brain for an explanation. You thought he was cute…really cute to be precise, but what does that mean? Did you like him? As in like-like him? Is it normal for non-countryside folk to just say something like that? But most students around here tend to mean it like an insult but you weren’t like them, you would never do that to him. So what did you mean by it??

Left without a choice, Epel thought about who he could ask about this, maybe one of his seniors. But he immediately reconsidered when he realized who his seniors were (Vil and Rook will never let this go and there’s no way Leona would entertain this conversation) and turned to the only adult he can trust, his meemaw.

In his letter, he asked his grandma what it means when someone you cherish calls you cute (not mentioning who) and after a few days of fidgeting and awkward encounters with very confused you, he finally got an answer from her.

“STOP SITTIN’ ON YOUR KEISTER TWIDDLIN’ ‘ER THUMBS! GO AND ASK, DAGNABBIT!”

And that’s how you were confronted by a flustered Epel about your cute comment one random school day. To be fair, you probably didn’t fare any better when you realized you let your thoughts slip out.

You may have confessed your attraction to him but Epel can still be the first to make the first move. Relationships and dating are all new to the petite freshman and honestly he felt a little weak in the knees, all the nerves wracking his body like his first broom ride. But the past few days, he couldn’t stop thinking about being with you, sweeping you off your feet, impressing you the only way he can, to have your eyes solely on him like he does when you’re around. Heck, he thought what it’d be like to grow old with you, holding you like no one else can as you spend day and night by each other’s side. All these thoughts and more is what spur him to take the next step.

I ain’t too great on love and romance, but I’ll work hard to show ya how much ya mean to me. I promise that!