#i dont wanna work on this anymore goodbye!!

[avesdraws]

ANATOMY

[y-eontan]

is my period coming up or what the fucki is going on im literally so fucking upset over this for no fuckinh reason

[takeurexam]

guard down, because im safe around you

-sylus x gen! reader

>sylus is usually known for his cold demanour, his deal-addict dealings and being the leader of onychinus. he's known having his guard all the time, but when he meets you under the moonlight with fireworks, its as if he's a whole another person.

a/n: this can be mc or not :) i didnt think of mc, but if you want to, then sure

-inspired by nightplumes sylus like i love him that card is so good, and sorry if hes a little ooc

After your return to Linkon from the N109 zone, it feels awfully weird not seeing the dark skies, or the redish hue around the place. Linkon was... bright, compared to the N109 zone.

And you cant help but remember the oh-so annoying leader of Onychinus. You even feel yourself roll your eyes everytime you think of that man, although he was pretty much fine- he was annoying.

But you felt awfully bothered without him. You felt that the world lacked a little without the leader of onychinus teasing you, or making deals with you or some other people.

Well, he wasn't the only teasing man known to man, or unfazed.. and cocky, along with overpowered... but why was it that he felt different if you looked for someone like him? There were a lot like him in Linkon, yet he's the only one you wish to meet.

"Hey, you okay?" Tara bumps your shoulder as you stood there by the coffee machine, "You've been staring at the machine for like... two minutes straight." She tilts her head, with concern on her face.

"Huh? Oh yeah. Im fine." You honestly hope you were, because you dont wanna even think about the man anymore who scrambled across your thoughts.

"Sure? Well, see you." She shrugs and skips away from you as you blink into reality, remembering you still had work to do for the afternoon.

You sit down your desk, scrolling down your computer to see Linkon's latest news, chirping into the articles. A few more hours of work to go, then.

"Take a break." Tara nudges you, "Im gonna head over to the snack bar, you should get some air at the balcony." She points towards the snack bar, as you nod at her suggestion.

"Sure, eat well." You wave to her while she walks away. You prepare to stand up, along with a stretch and a yawn as you bring your phone and some snack to relax at the balcony for a while.

You make your way to the balcony; you push open the door to the balcony to reveal a snowy balcony with snow still pouring from the sky. You hug your coat tightly as you head over to the rails and admire the view.

The view was just the dark nights of Linkon, with the white snow dropping all around the bright city. You take a bite of your snack as you admire the view, taking in some fresh air, and not some from the office.

A caw suddenly interrupted your moment, as you see a familliar bird.. or crow, clawed over at the rails, staring at you.

"Mephisto?" You tilt your head, as you look at the mechanical bird, "Why are you here?" You touch it to confirm if it really is the mechanical crow, which indeed, it was.

"Sylus probably sent you out for an errand. You probably just noticed me over this balcony." Chuckling to yourself, you were reminded of the man you just mentioned.

You look over to the crow, "Its nice having company. Even atleast if you're a mechanical crow, its still quite comforting somehow."

The crow just caws as its head tilts, keeping its eye on you.

"I wonder, how is Sylus doing?" You stare back into the city view, "Its been a while since i've returned to Linkon. I haven't talked to Sylus in a while, which oddly feels weird." You start mumbling out.

"Its as if a part of me is still used to the N109 zone." You chuckle, "Im speaking nonsense now." You look over to the crow, "I'll be heading back in, Mephisto. Continue your errand." You walk away, but you dont forget to wave goodbye to the crow.

The time was currently 9:00pm, and you did your weekly overtime today. It was quite a tiring day, and you still had to drive your way home, despite being tired.

You grip the wheel of your car, as you start the engine; your phone suddenly rings unusually. But once you read the name, you dont hesitate any longer as you answer the call.

"Sweetie." There he was. The person your heart somehow missed- the one who your mind declined yet your heart was accepting, the Leader of Onychinus. His deep voice lingered around your ear.

"Sylus? Its about nine, what do you need?" You reply, gripping your phone in your hand.

"Meet me at the city lake." He suddenly announces, as your heart beats, "Huh?" You keep your voice normal, pretending that your heart was drumming hundreds per second.

"I thought a part of you missed me?" He chuckles against the phone, as you feel yourself go red, "No I dont- it was the N109 zone-" You pause. "How do you know I said something like that? Wait no-" You stumble with your words, with Sylus just laughing at you.

"Just go, Sweetie."

So here you were, driving 70km as you drove over to the designated location Sylus requested for you two to meet. Its as if you were late to work, and you drove so fast than you usually would, just for Sylus.

You find somewhere to park the car, as you notice his motorcycle parked nearby, which indicated that he was just somewhere close to you.

And there he was, his back facing you as he leaned over to the rails nearby the lake, he was wearing a brown coat which fit him perfectly.

His white hair was full of snow, which you let out a quiet snicker.

You approach him as he notices your prescence; oddly, you notice him flinch a little, which you assume his guard was down.

"You're fast." He comments along with a chuckle, as he adds, "There was a firework show in Linkon today, Luke and Kieran told me, and I suppose I needed a break." He looks at the sky.

"Did Mephisto tell you?" You cross your arms, he laughs, "I watch Mephisto fifty percent of my time. Of course, it would not go unnoticed that it saw a beauty like you, sweetie." There he is again, with his teasing.

"I didn't know there was a show today." You mumble, as you watch the sky in anticipation, "I've been so drowned lately." You sigh, breathing in the nice cold air.

As you anticipated, the fireworks suddenly erupted into the sky as you watch them, with your eyes sparkling.

Sylus dosent even bother to look at the sparkling fireworks. Why would he look at something else thats bright, when the brightest thing he could see was you?

When he notices you about to look back at him, he looks back into the sky, diverting his gaze from you.

"You really are dedicated." You giggle, as you notice the snow again on his hair, "Let me remove the snow on your hair." He smirks, leaning closer to you with his eyes closed.

Your mittens brush the snow from his hair, as he smiled with his eyes closed softly.

"Done!" You pull away as he does so too. He looks at you silently, a smile plastered around his face. "You could've just told me that you missed me, Sweetie." He brings up the balcony topic once again, as you feel your ears go red again.

"I dont miss you." You look away, embarassed.

"But I do." He blurts out.

You feel yourself slowly turn back to him, with your eyes widened, with his oh-so looking geniune smile around his lips. You feel your heart beating loudly that it would soon explode from your ears, and you feel your face fight the cold as you heat up.

"The N109 zone feels a little empty with you," He mumbles, awfully quiet. "I dont like feeling empty." He walks over closer to you, leaning towards you.

"So, let us fill that gap, right now." He leans closer to you as he presses his lips onto yours, snaking his hands over your waist, feeling your warmth.

You dont even process anything anymore except for his lips on yours, as you close your wide eyes, engulfing yourself into his lips, feeling the warmth of his lips cover yours.

Your arms wrap around his neck, as he deepens in further. The fireworks pop up once again, as two people stand under it, sharing their moment together.

bonus:

"What a nice kiss shared by those two." Captain Jenna, Xavier and Tara watch from the side, turning their gaze from the fireworks to the couple nearby.

"If only _____ was here. What a shame." Xavier crosses his arms.

"Wait."

The three pause, looking at the couple.

a/n: i usually write txt but i love this man so much bro 🙏 anyways, hope you guys enjoyed <3

see you soon, @takeurexam

[phagodyke]

it's the way everyone has to have a fucking opinion on it when it's literally a completely neutral personal decision not a judgement of anyone else or anything at all can everyone stop projecting on me and leave me alone I'm tired

wanted to go to the gym social tn but as I was getting my stuff together to go out, a friend said smth that rly pissed me off and now I'm too fucking angry to go out. fucks sake man

[softestqueeen]

Hi! I was reading through 500 celebration prompts, first of all: congratulations 🥳🎊🎉you deserve it ! I dont know how comfortable you are with writing post prision spencer, but he is the only one I can think of when I read prompts 2 "It won't be easy you know... trying to love me." and 6 "I- I don't know who I am anymore. I'm scared." . Maybe like before he got arrested they were starting something and he feels that reader is going to give up on him bc of what he did on the inside, and it’s hurt/comfort, you could totally come up with something better. Feel free to ignore 🤍✨

a/n: thank you sm for your request! so, fun fact i stopped watching cm after hotch left (s12) because 1) obv hotch left and 2) i knew my bbg was going to go through it with his mom and prison and stuff and if i don't see it, it doesnt happen. periodt. but, i'm still a sucker for hurt/comfort, so here you go, enjoy <3 warnings: very incorrect mention of events during the prison arc (your girl has no idea), hurt/comfort, mention of prison, mention of murder pairing: post prison!spencer reid x gn!reader I 1175 words special prompts I special masterlist

You and Spencer had only moved in together a few weeks before everything went downhill. Seeing your boyfriend in court, seeing the tears in his eyes once it was clear he had to go to jail almost broke you. Without the suppoert of the team - who suppoerted you when Spencer couldn't and were always there for you - you don't think you would have been able to make it.

But, finally, the BAU found a way to prove his innocence and got him out of that shithole. You were aching to see him, especially because he didn't put you on the visitors list. When you first heard that, you couldn't belive it. Why didn't he wanna see you? But after Garcia visited him and came back with a letter for you from Spencer, where he explained how he didn't want you to see him like this, you somewhat understood him.

It still hurt, but of course you respected his desicion.

So, when he came out about a week ago, you were overjoyed. You almost couldn't believe that you'd get to hold him in you arms again.

Of course you knew he wouldn't be the same man as before after these months in jail, but a small part of you still hoped that you'd get back to normal quite fast. Oh, how wrong you were.

When Spencer first came through the door - Penelope came to pick him up, he didn't want you anywhere near that prison - he practically fell into your amrs and remained like that for what felt like hours. Still, once he pulled away it felt too soon. He was distant, but not unusually so, more like when he had been on a tough case and just needed some space. So, you gave him what he needed.

After your time together you learnt how to read him quite well and with every shy smile he gave you once he realised you were profiling him, you felt like you got a little bit of your Spencer back.

But, you soon realised that he wanted a lot more space than usual. Even when his body language practically screamed for you to be close to him or at least be in the same room, he still kindly asked you fro space. Which was fine, until it wasn't.

You took a week off work to help him get settled in again and today was your first day back at work. Everything was fine and Spencer even hugged you goodbye before you left. You felt so special, as he rarely seeked out any touch these days. Nights that would have been spent cuddled together were now spent on opposite sides with Spencer as far away from you as humanly possible on the bed.

Checking in with him at lunchtime, he told you he had ordered in some food and was now reading some russian book you've never heard of.

You left work the moment the clock hit 6pm and drove home as fast as you could with all the traffic. Opening the door, you take off your shoes and place your keys on the designated hook.

Moving further into the apartment, you realise something is off. You don't see Spencer. Usually when he reads he sits in his favourite chair by the window, the old thing already indented from where he always sits. But he was nowhere to be soon.

"Spence, I'm home," you call out, but are only met with silence. Before you could worry too much, you opened the bedroom door and the sight that awaited you broke your heart.

There was Spencer, you sweet and amazing boyfriend, lying under the covers with tears running down his face. He obviously hasn't registered that you were home, hi hands pulling his legs even tighter against his torso.

You've never seen someone this tall seem so small.

Taking a step forward, you reach out your hand to him, not quite touching him yet.

"Spencer... what's wrong? Please, talk to me?" Once he realised you were there he almost jumped out of his skin in the way he jerked back. Eyes wide he quickly searched for the quickest route out of this situation, but he was quick to realise that he had to talk to you.

He let out a heavy sigh, before scooting back and leaning against the headboard, giving you the space to sit down on the edge of the bed, which he previosuly occupied.

Taking a deep breath he started to talk. "Uhm- uh- as you've probably realised, the other people in prison weren't the nicest to me and I- uhm-," Spencer was evidently having problems with finding the right words, but you were quick to assure him to take his time.

"So, I'll just say I had a hard time, I don't want you to know what they did to me, what I had to do to them. And I- I just don't really know how to act anymore, you know? I'm not- I'm not the same person that I was before prison and that uh- scares me a bit, I guess. I- I don't know who I am anymore. I'm scared."

If your heart could even break any more, it just did. Knowing how insecure Spencer had felt previously and how he had gained so much confidence since you've gotten together. To see this confidence shattered pained you so much.

"Oh, Spencer. I can't even imagine what you have gone through, but I'm so proud of you, you know?" at that he perked up, his previously downcast eyes now meeting yours, "I am proud of you. You did it, it's over and your're here now. You're safe you know and I'm so glad you're back. I love you so much Spencer and I will help you in any way I can. But please, you need to talk to me. I worry about you, because I deeply love you and I only want the best for you."

You could see tears glistening in his eyes again.

"It won't be easy you know... trying to love me."

"Spence, I don't have to try to love you, because I already do. I love you unconditionally, no matter how hard times may get, I'll always be there for you, okay? Loving you is not a task or a burden, but it's a choice. And everyday I wake up and I chose you," with your last word your finger pokes his chest and Spencer finally realsies that this is real.

He is not in prison anymore, he is free. He has you, the love of his life who also loves him back.

Spencer can't take it anymore, he throws himself into your arms and he lets the tears fall freely, soaking your shirt. You don't mind and you also know that he knows that.

This is not over and it will take a while for everything to get back to normal - or whatever normal will be in the future - but now you both knew that it was going to be alright.

the requests for this event ARE CLOSED! thank you to everybody who requested something, I'm now getting to the last ones.

a/n: i hope you liked this, if so please leave some notes, likes, reblogs and comments! feedback is very appreciated!

please also consider supporting my ao3: @ softestqueeen

regular requests open! (now also for the x files)

taglist: @silvermagnolias@milywatermelon@bigbananaa @mmmmokdok

[mcyt-parodies]

'its not like i like you' but boat boys lol joel is a tsundere or maybe its etho idk but they fit...im so sorry for spamming u with boat boys stuff lol hoope u dont mind

I don’t mind at all! I absolutely love them! This was super silly goofy. I hope I did the song justice? Sorry this took so long, I’m back on my grind though! Enjoy! (Also, the veil I refer to is a veil typically worn in Japan for women who work in the night life scene, I’ve seen some art of Joel with one and I absolutely loved it)

It’s Not Like I Like You: Boat Boys

Etho: "Hey! That's pretty good!"

Joel: "Wha-! No one asked you! !!!!!"

[Etho]

I've got myself just a little bit of love

That I wanna spend on you

But love, I'll never get that chance

To dance that romance with you

Oh, No, cause

You're always hittin'

And kickin' (HUGH)

And putting me down. [giggle]

I hope you don't mean what you say

[Etho and Joel] But I keep seeing you-

[Etho] stickin' around

[Etho and Joel] Like you/I can't get enough

[Etho and Joel] So I stay and I wonder

[Etho and Joel] How my hand would feel

[Etho and Joel] intertwined with yours

As of now though

Joel: "What are you doing?"

Nothing but closed doors

[Etho]

My boy’s a Dere

A Tsun-Tsundere

Just saying hi gets me a punch in the face

And if I should compliment him, he starts to chase

Joel: "Hey! That was a direct attack!"

Etho: Oh, no! The wild ogre found my hiding place!

Joel: "Stupid fox! Take it back!"

Etho: "So, uh, how’s it going?"

Girl: "Why are you talking to me!?"

Boy: "Wow, I see how it is."

Girl: "Go away!"

[Joel and Etho]

Can we get along? You're so headstrong

There's no way, go away, now so long!

Just talk to me and you will see

That's not fair, soulmates don’t matter anymore

[Joel]

I've got myself just a little bit of love

That I wanna spend on NOT you

Cuz Etho, I'm afraid you'll say

That it's not okay with you

Oh, Oh, cuz

You're always laughin', [chuckle]

And jokin';

You look like all washed up

But I hope you mean what you say

Etho: "I do."

And I wonder what you would think

If I let my pride down, let it sink

Could we hold hands, kiss?

Live our lives in some form of bliss?

Etho: "We could."

Joel: "Ah! I'm not talking about you!"

You're not my lover in this

[Joel]

I'm not a Dere

A Tsun-Tsundere

I have a heart, I'm not that mean!

I'm not blushing, I was just rushing and forgot the sunscreen!

Etho: [laughs] "Your smile is really cute, though."

Joel: You'll never see it from underneath the veil I now wear!

Etho: [sigh] "Alright. I just wanted to let you know."

Joel: "Uh-um hey..."

Etho: "Yeah?"

Joel: "Um-"

Etho: "Are you okay?"

Joel: "Yeah, um- well heheh."

[Joel and Etho]

Hey, hey are you free-free today?

Oh ho ho. Why do you want to know?

It's not like I like you okay!

Alright cool, where do you want to go?

[Etho]

We could go out on a boat and sail

Find a fox and

Feed it some juicy sweet berries

Joel: "No that sounds really stupid."

Okay well how about a;

Classic dinner by candlelight

Or scary stories til midnight

So then I could hold you tight

Ba da ba da ba

Joel: "And get bread crumbs on me?! No Way!"

[Joel]

Ooookay I think you're a little dense

I really don't like all this talk

You and I in the present tense

Ba ba da ba da

So listen here, boy

It's all just a big fantasy

You see inside of your head! No!

So just say goodbye!

Etho: [sigh] "Eh-whatever."

Ba ba da ba da!

[Etho and Joel]

I'm not a Dere

A Tsun-Tsundere. (My boy’s a Dere a Tsun-Tsundere)

Hey! I can kick your butt even in this dress!

UH! I digress! So let's just go to the park I guess

Joel: "Pffffft!You wouldn't even know what to bring."

Oh, come on, will you please just say yes!

Joel: "Ugh geez fin. It's not like I'll enjoy it or anything. You’re so obsessed" [giggle]

[lcvejoy]

as for the request--

perhaps some major angst building off of the angst fic (I'm bad with remembering names) where Wil is getting progressively more and more distant. less affectionate, being stand off ish. he focuses more on work and streaming and all of that than reader and reader starts staying out at the beach more and more to avoid it..

you can make the end fluffy or angsty I just wanna include

"You don't love me anymore, do you?"

"No, I don't."

i (dont) want you to stay

wilbur soot x gn!reader

word count: 1,320

tw: angsty. breakups. hurt/no comfort?? wil is kinda toxic. not proofread.

a/n: this is a pt. 2 to “i want you to stay”. i got a bit carried away. but i’m so excited that it was requested. it made me so giddy that i wrote this at work lmaooo - sorry if it’s all over the place

on your first date, wilbur took you to a pier. he asked you if you wanted to take a walk with him. it was late at night, maybe early morning by that point. the beach was vacant of people and the moon was reflecting off the soft waves of the ocean. you sat together, shoulder to shoulder, and you talked for hours about anything and everything.

you used to do that a lot - just talk, for hours, about anything.

the conversation that night turned into talks of the moon and the stars. how far away they are but how close they seemed, how beautiful they are when they shine together, how much you both wished you could scoop up a star and put it in a jar to take home. “if i could, i’d take every star in the sky and put them all into little jars for you” he’d said, smiling at you. you laughed “yeah?” you asked. “yeah” he agreed.

“and why would you do that for me?”

“because you sparkle” he gleamed, “if i had to compare you to any physical representation, it would be a star. you sparkle and you shine and you’re so goddamn bright” he rambled.

your face got so hot despite the air feeling so cold.

he kissed you for the first time that night on the pier. he walked you home. he called you an hour later, saying he missed hearing your voice. you talked for a few more hours before deciding to sleep. it was beautiful. he was beautiful. it remained beautiful for months.

wilbur went on tour as planned after he spent the night. it was a tearful goodbye, and he left with promises to call every day.

he kept his promise, calling everyday and telling you about each show, each crowd, each city - it’s good and it’s bad. he told you he missed you, that he couldn’t wait to come home. you told him the same.

“goodnight, star” were the words he muttered before ending the call each night.

when he arrived home, you met him with open arms. you brought him home. that night, he suggested a walk to the pier. “so you can see the stars” he’d said, “so you can see how i see you”.

the next couple weeks were great. it felt as though that 4 months of being broken up had never even happened. you felt secure, loved, you felt as though you and wil had finally met in the middle, no longer on different paths.

wil started streaming again. he was working on new music. he was busy. you were understanding, you were busy too. it was nearing exams, and each of your classes had begun to pile you with assignments and study notes.

but you both always made time in the evenings to talk about your day, to eat together, to lay in bed with a soft “goodnight” and a kiss.

until that eventually began to become less frequent. it started with late night streams a couple times a week, then morphed into late night streams and late night songwriting, then morphed quickly into late night streams, late night songwriting, and late night hanging out with friends. until soon, it became rare for you to even see wil at all.

there were arguments. the arguments always ended in apologies. you both always ended up cuddled in bed, dried tears on your cheeks, a promise to do better, a “goodnight” and a kiss.

but the late nights didn’t stop.

and eventually, you started taking yourself to the pier to look at the stars alone. so you could see yourself the way wil once saw you.

wil never noticed your absence. he was never home to notice.

until he was.

you’re on the pier. you’ve been coming to the pier every night to look at the stars. it’s the only thing bringing you comfort.

your phone rings, and the familiar contact appears.

“hello?” you answer.

“where are you?” wil rushes out, sounding almost panicked.

“the pier” you reply.

“i’m coming” he rushes. the call drops before you can reply.

wil arrives 5 minutes later. the walk to the pier is 15 minutes. you wonder if he drove. he sits down beside you, staring up at the stars along with you.

“you’re still just as bright as them” he says. you look at him, he’s already looking at you with a slight smile. you stare, there’s a beat of silence.

“what’re we doing, wil?” you mutter. his face falters, his lips moving into a straight line.

“what do you mean?” he asks.

“i mean-“ you pause “i mean i never see you. we barely talk and, when we do, we argue and we cry and you promise to do better but you never do. you’re never home. you asked to come home but you’re never there. you said you’d do anything if i just ask and i’m asking you to come home. t-thats all i want” you’re pleading, your eyes full of tears. he stares. he doesn’t hold much of an expression. there’s a stale silence between you that feels longer than it truly is. it’s just you, him, the moon and the stars.

“what are we doing, wil?” you ask again. patiently waiting for his answer. you have always been patient with him.

“i don’t know” he responds truthfully.

you look back up at the stars. they act as a painful reminder of what you once resembled. he once saw you that way - a star, a bright, glowing, shining, sparkling star. you aren’t sure how he sees you now.

“you don’t love me anymore, do you?” you ask, looking only at the stars while your tears stain your cheeks. you can feel him staring at you. you can hear his breathing - it’s steady.

“no” he whispers “no, i don’t”.

and with those words, your heart shatters. your world spins. the stars stop shining.

you nod your head, as if you understand but you truly don’t. you’ll never understand.

his breath remains steady. it never falters. you don’t look at him as you rise to your feet.

“where are you going?” he asks. you hear him rush to his feet.

“home” you say, wiping your tears as you walk up the pier.

“i’m going home” you reiterate.

you hear his footsteps behind you, following from a distance. you stop. he stops too.

“i’m going to my home. you can’t come home” you try to sound confident in your words, but they come out shaky.

“what?” he whispers, his voice now sounding more broken than before.

“darling, we can fix this. please. i-i didn’t mean it, really” he pleads, his words are rushed and stuttered, “fuck… i-i really didn’t mean it like that. i meant i don’t love you like i used to. i-it’s different, it feels different, b-but i still love you, i-“ he pauses, stepping closer, “please, star” he begs.

you turn around now. you look at him. you look him in the eyes. your eyes are wet with tears, your nose is running, your cheeks are splotchy but you don’t hide it. you want him to see it.

“will you still do anything i ask?” you question. he stares at you, you can see the tears in his eyes from the light of the moon but you never see any fall.

“of course i will. anything. anything you ask, i’ll do it” he breathes out. there’s hope in his voice.

“don’t come home. i don’t want you to stay” you say, almost demanding.

you turn on your heal quickly and walk up the pier, leaving him with the stars and the moon. you let out a choked sob, finally breaking. imploding into yourself like stars do. your light dying out, no longer shining, no longer sparkling. one day, you think, you’ll shine brighter than before, but not right now.

[roocomehome]

Goodbye? I don't think so. I hope not. A very, very long rant about storage (🙄), simblr and whatever the fuck else I go on about for a few paragraphs. Skip to the end at the gold text for a more.... "definitive" answer. Especially if you want to skip the nitty gritty and sappy wappy.

i dont know what to do anymore, I freed up 18 GBs of space it all managed to go down the drain in literally an hour, Im moving my blender things to my external HDD, because that alone is 20 GBs (because of Scene sizes), I just hate to free up the space because I dont want it to go right back down. This all sucks cuz I really really enjoy being on Simblr, but sims 4 just continues to be a nuisance, whether its actual problems or its storage problems, it just always finds a way, every year, to get me to suddenly decide that im retiring until my next bout of Sims 4 hyperfixation. I love all of you guys and I love seeing how you all enjoy my work, and what I do, and I love seeing your stuff, you all make such amazing creations, granted if I stopped playing TS4, it wouldnt mean I have to stop interacting on simblr, it just wouldnt be the same. A pattern I notice anytime I start a social media platform, is that something always finds its way into completely demotivating me from posting, whether it's just literal lack of motivation, depression, realizing a project is too vast for me, storage problems, it's always something and it's always when I finally get comfortable or happy on a platform, especially after making friends, not that im saying my friends are one of the reasons I leave, thats far from it. I REALLY dont wanna take a break from Sims 4, I really really genuinely wanna start posting my story (W.A.S), but I'm not like a Sims 4 youtuber, I can't remain dedicated to one game, I play other games, I wanna play the Witcher games (or at least try to play them, I kinda suck rn), I wanna finish Detroit become human, I want to 100% Beyond two souls (and DBH), I wanna finish Disco elysium (started and never fucking finished 💀), I want to play Baldur's Gate 3, I mean, I purchased it at full price and I can't even play the game??... 😮‍💨 You get the point. At this point I wouldn't consider this a "goodbye," note, not... necessarily? I just get so frustrated having no storage, not to mention the fact that I need storage to literally do the stuff I do, like make edits, make poses, make renders, so the fact that I can't even do that, is just like... what's the point of even having Sims 4 anymore at that point? But I don't wanna leave simblr, I don't want to stop creating. It's funny, as I write this, I continue to give myself more and more of a reason to leave, the only real thing that's stopping me is just the fact that there's so many nice people here, I know that if I stopped playing the sims 4, I'd probably move onto another game (BG3................,,,,,..) and leave tumblr, or, at least leave Simblr. Which as I (think) said before, that's sad, I'd be sad, I'd miss people like Lori (groovetrys) and Lauren (miralure), June (circusjuney), Jade (gamyrmaiden), Anna (holocene-sims), butter (buttertrait), Fae (acuar-io), Verco (vercosims) and god, so many others, and sorry to break the atmosphere suddenly, but as I'm writing this, I'm listening to "In another life," from Everything everywhere all at once and it's making this very emotional for me, so if it gets sappy I apologize.

And I guess to be... insanely honest, as much as I want to release my story (trust me, I REALLY want to), I'm slowly beginning to realize more and more how not-easy it's gonna be to make scenes, writing it is fine for me, its just setting up the scenes feels like i'm forbidden to a life of staring at a bunch of words (pose names) trying to figure out what's what, where is what, what to do, where is where, who is who, who is what, how is what, how and why, need I continue. Storytelling is so insanely important to me, I believe that despite how little I read and despite how terrible of a student I have been, and despite how poor my literature skills are, that storytelling is still so important, fuck it, poetry has been such an inspiration for me, but I don't fucking know how to write poetry?? I can barely understand poetry at times, but it's still all so beautiful to me, the concept and the fact that people use metaphors so meticulously to create an allegory for something beautiful, or traumatic or sad, like in not so berry, the concept of an ocean being alexanders "love," and cataleya drowning in it, and her realizing she's drowning in his "love," but when she wants to leave, she really wonders if she actually wants to leave, to conceptualize and create this awful relationship in the means of an ocean is so... well, not beautiful in a reality sense, but in a technical/literary sense, it's beautiful, it's expression, and THATS what im passionate about. Remember what I said about getting sappy? Yea, sorry about that. After a while, I wonder what good repeating myself does, I've said about 5 or 6 times that I don't want to leave, yet here I am, with the mouse over the uninstall button like an idiot about to press the big "DON'T TOUCH" button, perhaps it's the idea that after repeating myself over and over again, that maybe I'll make up my mind, do I do a coin flip? I never listen anyways, I always continue to flip until it lands on what I like. So... why am I still writing? To be honest, I should've stopped by now, but you can only stop a dam so much before it all comes out. I do this with my friends, when I'm sad, I pour my heart out until it's a repetitive and overcooked version of "I'm sad." I write paragraph after paragraph and I literally could've just said "I don't have storage. Considering leaving simblr," and the same message would've gotten across, and I apologize, if you're still reading this, for making such a lengthy post, but I couldn't quite help spilling a bit of water everywhere, although I guess now my little puddle of water has become a flood. I use metaphors a lot, I apologize... again.

So what does all this bullshit that I typed out mean?

I don't know. I wonder the same myself, I'm fighting a battle more fierce than the one I had with my period last week, "Do I uninstall Sims 4 so I can have more freedom, and enjoy more content? or do I continue this rigorous battle of needing storage for the sake of a tumblr page, my enjoyment for writing and other shit I do in the sims 4?" I cannot say I will take a hiatus, because I will procrastinate, and I will forget completely about posting, and tumblr in general. I do still, at the very least, want to release my Official Teaser for my story, whether it be my last post or not, and at the very least, I want to introduce you to the characters, whether it be my last post(s) or not. Not to mention the fact that I want to continue sharing about Roo even if it's not about sims 4 anymore, I mean hell, I haven't even finished off the Leo and Roo part of his timeline.

For an INCREDIBLY watered down answer on whether or not this is goodbye, I say to you, not in this moment, not definitive enough for you yeah? Well, that's the thing, I don't have a definitive answer, you could fucking tear apart this entire college essay mat-pat style, and still not have a definitive fucking answer, and that's because I don't, sorry to all the people who don't want to listen to me rant or who want a clear answer, but I just don't have one. I've been known to make impulsive and on the whim (when I'm really emotional) decisions, and this is a situation where I don't want to do that, because I care about what I have here with ya'll.

If this ends up being one of my last posts, I bid you all adieu, I love you all, and I thank you so so so much for the laughs, and for the mutual connection we may or may not have had, I do not know if I'll make any actual posts for the next few days as I consider my decision, I will float around of course and continue reblogging this and that, and commenting and liking, etc etc. There's also a chance I may wake up tomorrow and look at this and think I was just being overly emotional about this stuff, and that now I look like an idiot, which is the case 9 times out of 10.

[bigbumder96]

account introduction thing!!!??

ngl i feel a bit goofy doing this🙁

general:

name: darcie

age: im a minor😭

gender: girl (she/her :3 )

sexuality: lesbian

from/live in: england unfortunately😣 east london specifically, or essex depending on if u focus on the postcode or the london borough😭 officially its east london tho

interests:

tv shows:

- the inbetweeners

- white gold

- station 19 (still have to catch up on the latest episode lmao

- 9-1-1 (also still have to catch up one episode😭)

- fresh meat

- ted lasso

- heartbreak high (both the old version and the reboot !!! i dont prefer one over the other, although i do tend to post about the 90s one more lmaooo)

- friday night dinner

- this country

- call the midwife

- ackley bridge

- baby reindeer (i wouldnt exactly call it an interest, this show fucking traumatised me, but i watched it like last week😭)

- phoenix rise

- moment of eighteen (a k-drama btw!!)

- move to heaven (also a k-drama!!)

- there she goes

- benidorm

- skins (only gen 2 tho im afraid😞)

- the inBESTigators (dont judge lmfao😭😭😭)

- little lunch (i cant theyre js both such good shows)

- dodo (a cartoon)

- taskmaster (only season eight tho for the icon joe thomas‼️)

- mr bigstuff

- supacell

im currently watching derry girls and jamie johnson atm !!

films:

- the shawshank redemption

- the green mile

- goodbye charlie bright (my absolute fav omg)

- the business

- the football factory (theyre making the sequel to this at my school im so happy i love nick love films😍i didnt see nick love himself tho💔)

- good will hunting

- bohemian rhapsody

- dead mans shoes

- ferris buellers day off

- harry brown

- little miss sunshine

- the inbetweeners movie

- the inbetweeners 2

- white chicks

- the basketball diaries

- mid90s

- spiderman: into the spider-verse

- spiderman: across the spider-verse

music:

- alex g (fav song: too many to put here, but if i had to pick then prolly the whole race, trick, and rules album, as well as hope (the song) and bobby (also the song)😭)

- tv girl (fav song: better in the dark, louise, and daughter of a cop)

- the fratellis (fav song: for the girl)

- the killers (fav song: read my mind and andy youre a star)

- the smiths (fav song: girl afraid, bigmouth strikes again, and this night has opened my eyes. guys i swr i liked them songs before they got popular im acc rly annoyed at the tiktofication of bigmouth strikes again and this night has opened my eyes😣)

- queen (fav song: spread your wings and long away)

- the stone roses (fav song: i wanna be adored and made of stone. basic i know😣😣)

my ALL-TIME FAV - the jam (fav song: when youre young, eton rifles, pity poor alfie / strangle, david watts)

- oasis (live forever. icba to type ‘fav song’ anymore😭)

- mitski (why didnt you stop me, goodbye my danish sweetheart, me and my husband, your best american girl, once more to see you, etcetera…)

extras:

- im into football and i am a big arsenal fan !!!! my fav player is def martin ødegaard, and i may or may not be one of those deluded emile smith-rowe fans who think that hes gonna have a huge comeback and be like he was two seasons ago🤫🤫🤫

(edit: im gonna kms he left arsenal��)

i also support england as a country (obviously) plus a tad bit of dagenham amd redbridge, because they are my local ! (before you call me a glory hunter, ive supported arsenal since i was 3 because thats what my mum and grandparents support!!! also its a bit hard to support your local when not all the games are televised and you cant afford a season ticket, not to mention i had no clue who dagenham and redbridge were when i was choosing a football team, because i had no clue how leagues worked and i didnt gaf about football tbh💀)

- i like webtoons! my fav is jacksons diary, our walk home, and crystal city killers😱 (please does anyone have any cute wlw webtoon recs im so desperate)

- in year seven my drama teacher made us watch a play (on the screen, not irl) called slowtime but we didnt get to finish it💔my teacher spoiled the ending but i didnt care and tracked down the rest of that video bcs slowtime is such a good play i love everything abt it😍

- last year i was obsessed with this book series called football academy (written by tom palmer) and it was genuinely so good but there was nobody myp age cuz it was for kids💔i dont rly read them anymore, but the interest is still there if someone by chance has read them please contact me and have a conversation with me about it🙏🙏🙏

- i also have a very obscure interest about london boroughs??? like i dont even know a lot about them, i just love talking about/watching videos about london boroughs... i blame the lb guy on tiktok

i apologise as this was very long, and i probably wont even post that much😭 sorry for the yapping tho🙏🙏🙏

[zhvakinnn]

minahal kita higit pa sa sarili ko, Diyos ko

Jean x reader

Warnings: angst

A/N: the title was from a Filipino song i heard and aaaaaa i dont understand the words much but its making me sad:')

🍓as always i don't know much English so if something is wrong correct me 🍓

"I understand.." the only thing you spilled in your mouth

Jean just stand there looking down at you, guilty

How dare he, you love him more than anything but he ended up caughting someone's eye's

You've been together for 20 years and this is how he pay you

"I'm sorry"..." I know"

"(name) i-" he stopped and close his mouth when your about to speak he talks again

"(name) i know what you're thinking, that i didn't loved you, (name) your the one and only-"

" until i wasn't?"

"please let me finish.." you stayed silent there

"your the one and only in my life but...i-i just don't know ok when you've been busy in your work i feel like you aren't there anymore"

Now full of anger how the hell did he that to you before he even speak again you slam your palm on the table between him and you

"because i WAS working hard jean while you..you. You were just there i tried everything jean I've been trying. Remember that anniversary night when i was late i had to beg my manager to let me off early so i can go out with you and that's why the other day i was there all night because i have to cut my schedule that day, see while you're there whoring with some woman who will fuck other guy!"

"enough!" Now his the one who slam the table

"just stop.."

"stop what? Telling the truth? Jean i gave you my whole life... Minahal kita higit pa sa sarili ko...Diyos ko ( I loved you more than myself...dear lord) "

He opened his mouth but no words escape

"you can fucking leave now jean, i dont care where you go, or you i don't care about you jean so leave now, you are not staying here after getting the dick with somebody else than your wife"

He watches as you let the ring fall off your finger and threw it on his face

"i dont care if you sell the shit, and I don't care how expensive that is.. tomorrow were getting a divorced paper"

He took the bags and his hat and nodded at you

" goodbye ( name)"

he gave you a sad smile. But you gave him a bitter frown

"goodbye jean"

Masterlist | about me | rules

I'm learning Tagalog and I really wanna listen to Ben&Ben songs!

BTW thank you for reading hope you have a good day/night

[future-dregs]

Ep. 1 & 2 Bullet Points

I was gonna post my thoughts about the episodes in real time, but then I got caught up in it and didn't do that. So now, I'm summarizing.

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Sam had houseplants in his windowsill.

Can't decide if Dean was pacing around and making noise to test Sam/give him a heads up and see how he'd react, or if that was just him being a kinda inexperienced kid.

I like that Sam was fighting with his whole body. Like, he brought his feet and legs into it. Comes across more genuine that just punching. (Also his little end of spar pat on Dean's arm? Mwah. Falling back into the rhythms already.)

Sam kept his hand scythe. In the house. Didnt leave it as far behind you claimed baby. Because as Dean said, you know what's out there.

That's two "Sammy"s, an arm across the back of the diner booth and an in unison talking moment in close succession. Dean's playing for keeps.

John fucking Winchester. Freaked out by a vengeful womans spirit for real, or ninth level cat and mousing your kids?

Dean getting thrown and pressed over the hood of the car and his "squeal like a pig" comment are stacking up in my brain. Debating about if I wanna make a sexual abuse post or not.

Also, people have been saying from the day the show aired, but that is the second time Dean carried him out.

I dont want to talk much about Mary right now, theres some episodes in later seasons with her that I havent seen, so I dont feel I have enough contact to say something accurate. But I will say this- she knew better, and she should've done better, cause it ALL comes back to her and what she did and didnt do. She doomed her family, and everyone who touched them.

I think Dean was circling around to try again. In hindsight we know he was hanging out for hours before coming in (and oh how bitter bitter it is to see him young and "careless" like that, and have to amend it knowing how very very frightened he actually was) so I think it stands to reason that Dean would skulk around a little longer afterward as well.

Episode 2!

First off, really like that Sam's dream, though still with that beautiful early season low saturation, has more color, and brighter colors (pink in the bouquet, red candles, ect) than the real world does.

Also very funny to see Dean being the one who wants to open up and talk about feelings, and dealing with loss in a healthy way.

Also Dean offering the car to Sam for comfort because that's how Dean feels in control and comforted is killing me.

"Lookit this friggin bear!" My love my love I'm kissing you on the face.

Y'know you never see those shell necklaces anymore? But they kinda rocked.

Also I'm not gonna get pedantic about them getting the mythos wrong (don't get used to it, I LOVE being pedantic, esp with things I actually know about), so I'm not gonna mention it again, but oh! they got the mythos wrong.

Now. I've mentioned this briefly before, but its intriguing to me that in an episode about a corrupting hunger, we see Sam start down the path of vengeance AND get horny over his brother. He's growing enamored with Dean again, and he's watching him when he interacts with other people, looking for threats. Both physical, and not.

(I have a whole separate post in the works about Sam standing bodily between the victims and the threat, but suffice to say, babydoll I love you and you chosen efforts towards goodness from the bottom of my heart.)

Back to above point. Girl of the week kisses Dean's cheek, Sam comes over, sits on that side of him, and stares at that spot on Dean's cheek until he gives him the keys.

Fly by night away from here/change my life again/fly by night goodbye my dear - they knew how to use their music for effect. Also my introduction to Rush, years ago. Thanks guys.

So I think that about covers the thoughts I thunk while watching. Next time I'll try to at least make active notes if I'm not live blogging through it.

[jsabharmonichavoc]

Actual proper goodbye because a pinned post edit isn't gonna do it: from yours truly. Shouldve made this sooner but I didn't have the guts, way to go eli!

I've decided a long time ago that I genuinely dont have the passion for this project anymore. I still love this AU, I still love the story, but forcing myself to attempt to create something to put out for the world (which was the comic, but then became an animatic in an attempt to save my passion) really fucked me up mentally?? I always thought that if I didn't share my stuff with the world that I was putting a story to waste. A mid ass story in my case. I also just wanted to appease the masses that don't even exist, I was basically competing against myself if that made sense.

Please don't do what I did. I do not want anyone to repeat my mistakes, it genuinely took a toll on my self esteem and it was a very dark time mentally because of it. If you aren't happy with a story/project or lost interest, please don't force yourself to keep working on it/take a break. Art is supposed to be fun, not stressful.

I won't delete this blog, too precious for me to do, I'll just keep it up for archival purposes, still got some stuff I'm proud of. I'm gonna br active on tumblr and stuff obviously. I might get this story out one day, just on a refurbished blog that isn't this one. I can't stand to look at this blog. (/hj but also not joking)

If you wanna keep supporting my stuff, please check out my art blog, @elisartstuff ! I might post my JSAB content on there (its primarily OSC based but yeah. It's also flopping WAUH.)

Long overdue apology, I am. I am so sorry about that.

You can ask me shit idk

TLDR; Eli decides to end this blog because forcing himself to work on a mid ass story despite not being passionate about it fucked him up mentally.

Anyways as one of my fav songs go, "Good goodbye, again."

- eli / @irrelevaantidiot

(This pic is me with this blog)

[aettuddae]

i think this my first time being late to an update omg…🕷️ anon washed

starting off with business matter first…would it be crazy if i said this was my fav update 😭😭 i loved chapter 92 specifically because it forces serim & rina to both face their feelings (& doubts), intimacy could only go so long as a form of communication b4 they both were left unsatisfied (more so serim) its rlly sad even now karina cant fully accept her feelings using ning as an excuse to let their bond go (not rlly an excuse but how she self sabotage b4 anything could rlly happen) it was such a good chapter and i just like angst (obvs by now)

im rlly worred about ningning in all this tho…whether serim & rina end up together or she ends up with serim (with the knowledge that she will never feel how she feels for jimin) its a lose lose situation for her…unless im reading too much into it and shes not taking her time with serim seriously/just having fun

them saying goodbye to eo was amazingly beautiful i dont even know what to say…bittersweet i guess

KYUIN GIRLFAILURE WE LOVE U ALREADY 🫶🫶 also adding another delulu jimin into my bag thank u 💋 i think i say this about all the friendgroups in ur stories but I LOVE novaHIVI DYNAMIC ALREADY THEY FAMILY (havent stopped thinking about this group either like u cooked so bad here)

the difference between how anthology!kazuha and hole in one!kazuha act dhsbshsnsn

minjeong n milf 👍👍

i just wanna say i liked minkwan…i probably didnt say anything tho cause my peasized brain zeros in on yuri 😕

SUCH A WASTE ON CHITTAPHON NOOOOO U SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN I LEAVE, THE GAY BOYS NEED LOVE TOO 😭😭 (its also interactive too so the min i figure out how that works im getting my mean gay boy x loser gay girl both being down bad serve idc)

simon says is amazing…we just love father dem jointz over here and we thank god everyday sm passes him around like a groupie in that building

also so many anons are flirting with u now that means u made it…dont forget me when ur famous

- 🕷️

it's literally the end of the deal, it's so important, makes total sense !! and all of the events and circumstances make it more hard for them to be delusional about what they feel, serim couldn't hold it anymore. glad you enjoyed it, even if it was some sad episodes.

yeah, with the new update i just posted 😀 ningning's situation changes a little, since she's actually capable of trying and prioritizing her mental sanity, although it's probably gonna hurt for her in any scenario, she's more aware and ready than the other two

kyuin is a cutie that has barely learnt how to exist in society, we need to protect her 😭 i have already accepted i'm never writing a normal boring jimin, i always have to make her borderline schizophrenic 😔 so happy to hear you like novahivi's dynamic, you always focus on the things that matter to me 😅 i always prioritize the main character's friend groups a lot and i find particularly fun writing novahivi interacting with each other

shut up finally a kazuha that's not attempting to murder anyone (YET) (jokey joke)

minjeong and milf 🫴🏼

OH NOW EVERYONE LIKES MINKWAN GET OUTTA HERE, Y'ALL ARE TOO LATE

this blog is a woman's world i swear, readers don't even support gay men 😔 i will support any idea you have to get the gays thriving and vibing

father demjointz 😭 literally, i owe him so much, has given me my fav kpop songs

i will never forget you, spidey, you're literally my everything

[alpacinogirlfriendofficial]

theres this guy at work and he has it in his head that we are friends but its like I only talk to him bc I feel bad for him bc hes weird and noone like him so whatever he is moving abroad in 2 days and he wanted to take us all out friday to say bye but I couldn't friday so he said okay thursday then (last night) and he kept guilt tripping me like I didnt wanna go I barely like drinkint anymore I don't wanna drink but I ended up going and he kept ordering rounds and making me drink bc he "spent money on them" and at some point I said enough is enough like Im extremely lightweight stop pressuring me to drink. well turns out he knew that and he was only getting me drunk so he could kiss me outside which he did after I said I dont want to kiss him and then my friend who we saw noticed hes odd so she walked home w me (and him bc he wouldnt leave me alone) and she made up some bs abt me staying at hers in front of him thank god so we go to her house and hes like hugging me goodbye in front of her and he tries to kiss me again IN FROMT OF HER and I just turn my cheeks on both tries and just go inside and then i just cried for an hour w my friend then I went home. now I cant sleep and Im fucking working today and Im hangover when I didnt wanna drink in the first place

[lu-kario]

today my dear followers who did not ask for this,

A Very Honest Slenderman(2018) Review!!!

by a creepypasta fanatic and someone who needs to think about smth else to not k- moving onto the "review". (it's not a real review i'm just gonna shit on it obviously)

It's just gonna be a list of things I noticed that bothered me throughout the whole film and made it physically difficult to watch. That was the second movie that took me two days to watch not because I was scared, but because it hurt my brain to finish it. ((((also yes. i am very . VERY . late to the party. i know. don't worry)))

Starting off, the characters are not likeable at all. None of them. They don't behave like actual teenagers. Someone from that directing team was observing high school students for a week with a notepad and was done after thinking they did a good job. I may or may not be autistic and not behave like that either but I've been in high school and have seen stuff. Obviously.

Second of all who just watches adult vids and calls it a night with friends wtf-

Not important . Maybe someone does?? Also these teenagers are created to be so edgy for absolutely no reason ((pointing out that line from ginger girlie saying that the cat should've exploded at the end i'm so fkn glad she was gone first)).

Another thing. Let's get to the star of the mfing show,,, Slenderman .

What they made of him was some kind of a,,, dryad?? Like there's legit some Slenderman Tree in the woods that he walks out of to collect kids and bear them with his big ol' self. Don't get me wrong that concept would be cool on it's own if not the thing that. It doesn't suit him at all. And the Slenderman Summoning Video as well- wth was that . You're telling me some bells (something added for the sake of the movie I suppose bcuz i never heard of that) with added five stock images of what'd you get if you typed 'illuminati' giving you a high speed seizure attack are gonna summon this big boy? The reactions are so hilarious to me as well WHY WERE THESE GIRLS PANTING AS IF THE DAMN SLENDERMAN WAS THERE WITH THEM give me a break. That would hint at least Slendy is some kind of . illuminati-ish experiment left off in the local woods grabbing kids to expand the tree for decades? i suppose.

Mostly what they did with him is giving marble hornets series but make it a on-budget parody that relies for it's damn life on shock value- flashing images constantly, having those ominous shots to make you feel something and lemme tell you i did feel something(nauseous). Also having the original contest images in the film was fucking hilarious so uh +1 for that but that's the only thing i actually liked.

Yet another thing! Nothing in this movie felt genuinely connected to each other,, if it was an artistic interpretation or smth idk i think i wouldn't mind as much but don't be calling this a damn full fleshed out movie.

The Slendy in this movie felt like a totally different being than the original it was sad to watch.

the effects were ,,,alright? like nothing to hate but nothing specific about it to like . it was just alright at best.

very last thing unless i've decided i remembered smth else-

THE LIGHT WORK IN THIS MOVIE WAS SO FUCKING TERRIBLE I HAD MY SCREEN LIGHT SET ON MAX AND STILL COULDN'T SEE A DAMN THING AND GUESS WHAT? THAT WAS THRU OUT LIKE 80% OF THE DAMN MOVIE

enough of that no matter if you enjoyed the ranting have a great day dont watch this movie unless you wanna suffer uhhhh have this cool cat pic of my cat idk what to put here anymore

edit

oh yeah i remember now

WHY DID SLENDY WALKED SO SEDUCTIVELY.............WHAT,

bro was swinging his hips seducing the victims i am done goodbye

[arthur-lesters-balls]

catching up with wwdits and what the FUCK was this seasons guillermos family episode this is so fucking ?????what the fuck guillermo saying goodbye to his mother (AND THE WHOLE SCENE BEING IN SPANISH IM NOT HISPANIC BUT IM LATINA AND ITS JUST HHNGNGGNHNN) her telling his cousin he always does that and that he would be back next week the pendant???? burning his skin?? him crying on the elevator???? then he fucking goes back to the vampires house and the first thing nandor says to him is that they just proved they can survive quite well without him??!!!!?! this is so fucked up he had two families! and now hes an outsider to both!!!1 not just because he has to put distance between them to protect them and himself but also because they are all a fucking mess who need a good shake hhhhhhh im so fucking sad and then collin robinson had that shitty green shirt and when he was doing the weather cast you could see through him and it was so funny this whole episode was insane nandor getting interviewed exactly just like any local old lady would pointing to the house he lives and everything this plot line was as funny as the bloody mary email one its so unfair im not even able to say guillermo deserves better because this is a mess hes responsible for?????? every inch of this shit is kinda his fault????? because he cant decide what he wants he keeps working for nandor even though things are clearly taking much more time than he thought they would take???? then he goes sneaking behind his back AND IM NOT DEFENDING NANDOR I WISH I COULD HIT HIS DICK WITH A FUCKING HAMMER FUCK YOU NANDOR but. SERIOUSLY GUILLERMO? ok he didnt knew it was a fucking crime but how the fuck did he thought they would react anyways??? and i dont even know if i wanna see what comes next like i know he goes away at the end of the season because of the episode descriptions and wow more news at eleven who could've seen that coming he does it every season AND NOW IM TALKING ABOUT HIM LIKE THE CHARACTERS DO but that aside its the first time they're doing the groundwork like that since the beginning of the season i cant take it anymore im going insane and to make it worse theres not even enough curse words in english to express how im feeling fx vai toma no teu cu hein maluco vai toma no teu cu ô filha da puta vai te fode hein vai se fode hein vai pra casa do caralho hein eu te conheço nessa porra eu sei quem tu é nessa porra eu sei onde você mora nessa porra like how do i get this message across i cant even