#i really need to make that post about how kuroba being '' normal '' works in the universe. there's like. nuances to it.

[flowerakatsuka]

i'm curious. you mentioned kuroba living in an iyashi-kei, so do they also see the characters differently (art style wise)? cause if so, i 100% understand why they fell for karamatsu.

YESSS, i think it'd be really fun if them being meant for another genre extends to how they see the world around them. i do wanna clarify that kuroba isn't exactly living in a iyashikei, they're more so a character meant to be a iyashikei protag stuck as a side character in a slapstick gag universe. if that makes sense? dude's basically in the wrong genre.

anyways, here's how i think they'd see themself & karamatsu!

i drew inspiration from a few different places, mostly seizo watase & studio colorido's work ( along with wandering son for the coloring style. ) and i had to keep osmt's colored lineart, i love it too much to get rid of it.

[aldreaoakley]

BEAUTY AND THE BEAST: Eisuke Ichinomiya

(Based off @catchthespade Fairy Tale AU post with a mix of a few versions of sourced story. I’ve read many versions of this story and I picked which parts worked, including some Disney and it’s Broadway counterpart. What I picked from @catchthespade‘s post is in italics. I can’t source every version of Beauty and the Beast so please forgive me.)

long story. don’t want to clog up anybody’s dash.

Frigid. With that lone word dominating her mind, ____ books it down the worn forest path. The snow falls in a relentless barrage, nearly making it a blizzard. Why did she wonder this far from the village to gather firewood? Then she recalls that most the trees near the village weren't good for burning and most comes from trading with another village that specializes in woodcutting. But this winter is more brutal than any written in the village's history. Much so that now everyone got instructions to limit how often the fires burn. And now here she is near the heart of the deep woods with a large bundle of logs and kindling on her back. As she comes close to giving up hope, she sees an abandoned castle that all villagers say a horrifying monster that preys on lost travelers dwells. It's not that she didn't have much a choice but all of them have been reduced down to two options. It was either freeze to death on her way back to the village or lose her life to the fiend residing in the worn down structure. Picking the latter of the two, she charges a desperate final sprint down the trail to the formerly grand oak doors. Using what strength remaining, she pulls the door open and shuts it behind her with a bang, grunting, then collapses to the floor. She pushes her heavy bundle off the same time a series of... CLIPPED FEET COMING HER WAY?! She turns to see a young man with a cross expression glaring at her. “You do know that trespassers won’t be forgiven, don’t you?” he scornfully asks.

With a fearful nod she manages to scramble into a kneeling position. "Mr. Ichinomiya I think it would be best that she," starts a warmer voice. The man turns to look at a candelabra with an irritated look. "It's not your place to talk Kuroba," he snaps, cuttings off the sentence. "Sir," comes a muffled voice. "I do believe he has a point. Before punishing her, would it be more prudent to let her warm up a bit?" The man pulls something from a waistcoat pocket at his chest. It's an expensive fountain pen that is worth more than the mayor's house. "What about it Kenzaki," he states. "Even I can see that she is unable to process everything if she's in her current condition," the pen talks. A terrified squeak flies from her throat. The objects are really talking! The man looks at her with a contemplative expression then sighs. "Fine," he breathes out. "Get someone to take care of her. I have other things to do." "Sir," the pen clips back then speaks some instructions to the candelabra with the man walking away. The candelabra raises one of his arms and flares the flame at the end. As she struggles to sit upright a tea trolley wheels in with a teapot on it. That's odd... -~-~-~-~-~ Eisuke sighs as he slams the door to his suite shut. He pulls Kenzaki from where he rests in his waistcoat pocket and onto a small hall table. As he storms up to a small antechamber, Kenzaki hops after him. Studying the luminescent vermilion rose in front of him, Eisuke frowns when he hears Kenzaki clearing his throat. "That girl is clearly in shock over what she's seen already," he voices. "And you were also rather rude about not saying your name." "Does it matter," Eisuke growls as he slams both palms onto the table in front of him. "I can't tell her about this damned curse or this rose either!" The rose... the curse... his life... all those have transform into almost wispy memories. How long has it been since that curse has been placed on the castle?... It was a day that was much like today when a knock was heard at the door. He opened the door to reveal an old woman in rags supported by a withered wooden cane. "Please sir... some shelter... from this bitter cold for a rose," the old woman begged as she offered the said flower. "A rose? And get some better clothes on before you can come in," he sneered back. Before he can shut the door, the old woman changed into a beautiful fairy. "For all the wealth you have, you will be forever trapped here with a heart of stone. Until you can learn to love, then his spell shall be lifted. This rose is your timeline. Be careful. It will bloom for years but if all the petals fall, you will die." "ARGH," Eisuke yells as he pounds the table where the enchanted rose now hovers just millimeters above it. "And I'm dying as well! We can't let her know. Alert the rest of the staff." After a long worrisome pause, a soft "Yes sir" reaches his ears. Kenzaki rolls off to tell head maid and chief butler, Eisuke sighs again. He studies the rose that was given to him that day and grits his teeth in frustration. The many petal flower glows in front of him under a glass dome save for three that fallen already looking whithered, their glow long gone. Three years... "Three years...," Eisuke mourns as he hangs his once magnificent head. "Only twelve left... she didn't tell me what will happen if it's time for me to die..." "What I didn't tell you," says a voice and Eisuke jerks his head to see the fairy again standing across from him. "What... what will happen during my final moments," he manages to whisper. The fairy's expression turns pensive before she finally answers, "The leaves will fall before that petal does. You only have six leaves. Think and chose wisely Ichinomiya." And with that grim warning, the fairy left. He turns back to the rose and makes a mournful sound. What is he to do now?! He normally makes decisions that are calculated and finalized by his instincts. This... This isn't something that he can easily think of an answer to. "It's hopeless," he breathes into the space in front of him. -~-~-~-~-~ ____ laughs with Chisato the teapot as she visits with her and Sakiko the jewelry box over a cup of tea that the former made. Eleven years since the start of her imprisonment in the castle ____ is getting comfortable with her new life. After being introduced to Eisuke by Kenzaki the fountain pen, the sole human explained to her that in order to compensate for coming in uninvited she cannnot leave the castle at all. It bugged her that he never mentioned how long she'll be staying at least she isn't alone. But ____ wasn't feeling annoyance towards it now as she laughs at something Sakiko mentions over what the head maid did with two of her cronies. Erica, Rina and Kana are a trio of feather dusters that do anything they can to vie for Eisuke's attention but the man never spares even a dime to their attempts, including their latest one of cleaning his spot before he sits down only turn sad when he didn't even sit at the chair they just cleaned so he can enjoy her coffee. According to Chisato, the usual coffee maker never makes it right for him that he complains like crazy. But that is something that _____ keeps to herself about what actually happens between them during breakfast and before a tea trolley servant wheels away from her room to... wherever Eisuke currently works or occupying at that moment. She manages to surprise him with the right amount of sugar and milk that he only requests her to make it. The one thing that Chisato nor Sakiko is telling her at all are how the hell the woodpile she was going to bring back to her village disappears to; how she has a small kitchenette in her room; why she often has elegant dresses and skirts ready for her or why they are all like this. "I still can't believe that they even cleaned the wrong room," ____ howls while the cup clinks against the saucer. "I know," Sakiko grins, "he clearly is not taking any of their shit." "Now don't talk like that," Chisato gently scolds. "Mr. Ichinomiya is a man who needs his space when he works. If those three are bothering him, there's a chance he'll kick them out." That still triggers the giggles. A knock is heard at the door and ____ opens it to reveal the candelabra she saw on her first day here. "Takahiro," Chisato yelps. "We don't have time," Takahiro sighs as he hops to the side. "He really needs you two to get back to work... and he needs to see you ____ in five minutes." That got her feeling worried. But thankfully with Sakiko's help, she manages to get presentable with only seconds to spare before Takahiro guides her to the office where Eisuke sits currently working. "Coffee," he mutters as soon as ____'s feet enter the door. She thanks Takahiro before shutting the door rather reluctantly on him. It wasn't long before the smell of coffee  permeates the room that she notices him looking albeit hopefully at her before he ducks back down resuming his work. She settles three sugar cubes and enough milk before setting the warm beverage in front of him. "Thank you," he nods after a sip. Like a kitten in a warm pillow, she curls up on a chair to read a novel left in the office intentionally, ____ notices that Kenzaki scribbles something that was instantaneously underneath Eisuke's hand within seconds. "Um...," she whispers gently. "Get ready to have supper with me in three hours," Eisuke interrupts. "Don't be late." "Is this a date?" "Of course. Just make sure you are ready." With a happy smile, _____ skips out of the room and searches for Sakiko and Chisato to help her. If she's going on a date with Eisuke, then she needs to look the best. -~-~-~-~-~ Already half an hour before seven and Eisuke readjusts his tie for the umpteenth time waiting outside of ____'s room. He can't believe that Kenzaki actually suggests that he invite her to eat with him instead of going to eat in her suite he routinely did after her first few months inside the castle. He actually prefers her cooking and coffee over the chefs' and their assistants'. But this time is different. They actually learn to cater to her tastes after she introduces the concept of an indoor picnic on a rainy day and pot lucks when everyone was stumped those handful of instances when the menu for dinner was left up in the air. And Kenzaki tells that to Eisuke who wants to do nothing more than to show her that she's been a more than a good influence over everyone in the castle, including himself. He normally won't make changes or do things at a common person's level. But with her, a lot of things were tolerable. Even sitting in the large oversized and velvet seats movie theater feels much better with her next to him, despite how she fusses over how he teases her reactions to the various films. But the only thing is he wasn't the most verbal so the most he can do is show her. He did let a smile form as he recalls that ____ mentioned a few times that his words aren't cheap. "Are you alright sir," Kenzaki wonders from atop a tea trolley with Takahiro next to him. "It's not like you haven't been with a woman before." "Be quiet," Eisuke frowns. "And one more out of you about that... oh uh... Ahem. It's passable." He really didn't like being interrupted but the sight of ____'s sudden appearance at her door got him to. Clad in a strapless gown of shimmering midnight violet bejeweled by minute diamonds with matching teardrop necklace, earrings and bracelet , _____ is anything short of stunning or extravagant. He then reaches into his pocket and nervously pulls something out. "M-may I put this in," he requests as a beautiful amethyst and pearl flower hair pin appears in his outstretched palm. Eisuke feels his pride and ego go up at the blush beneath the light makeup. "Yes..." comes the breathless answer he prays to hear. With a confident smile, Eisuke slides the pin into a small set of curls of her princess ponytail. Her blush gains a few more red shades as she looks down sheepishly. "You're my woman," he tells her, smile still present, "you need to be more confident." The smile he longs for appears and offering her his arm, they both stroll down the long hallways to the dining room. Smile growing wider, Eisuke could not help but feel amusement at her now tea saucer wide eyes at the meal in front of her. The cooks definitely did everything with elegance and a flavor so close to her's. Small chat over the meal on the topics of the movies and books they enjoy including their opinions on what they did and didn't like. Upon finishing the meal, she turns to look at him pleadingly. "Dance with me," she inquires. Despite his brief pause and some silent encouraging nods from the hidden staff, Eisuke accepts ____'s invitation to dance. They dance for what seems a day but in reality is a few hours. They walk to the gardens to cool but Eisuke notices that ____ is starting to look sad. "Is something wrong," he asks her worriedly. "I... I miss my village... and my family... I wish to see them again," she sighs mournfully. Eisuke pulls another item from his pocket and holds it out to her. "Then use this magic ring," he explains with the lapis lazuli accessory shining against his palm. "Wear it when you go to sleep and when you come back within a week, say 'I wish to be where my prince is' and you'll come back here." "A week," she wonders and he sees confusion in her face. "You're no longer my prisoner here and your debt is paid off," he tells her. "Your family and village mean a lot to you. Go visit them." With a small hug and a whispered "Thank you" Eisuke watches as she disappears into the castle again. "Does... does she love me," he mutters into the night sky. "And... will she come back?" -~-~-~-~-~ _____ cries as she sits in her own house a prisoner. Fred, the mayor's son, was vying for her attention and when he discovers that she loves another he immediately turned her into a prisoner. A week is nearly over and she has no idea how to escape. A knock echoes throughout the house and she overhears her older sister and brother defending her and her decision. It wasn't long before an angered yell resounds accompanying a loud door slam. "He really won't give up and he is going to find that castle," her sister explains. "We've done what we've could to stop him but he's now a monster," her brother sighs down at his clingy sister. "And even if we can send a message back to the castle, it won't make it." "He's gone as far as to monitoring our mail," her sister adds. "I'll make some supper... you really need to eat." With a reluctant nod, ____ did so within the confines of her room. As she eats she reflects on Fred's current behavior. Fred is indeed the mayor's son and the most popular vain daddy's boy there is but she can't accept his or any other male advances as she wasn't at that point. But here she is... "I miss you Eisuke," she mourns with the close of her bedroom door. She listens to her sister breaking down into tears as her husband comforts. She really can't do anything right now. Later as she is tossing and turning in bed, she sees Eisuke leaning against a wall, panting and breathing heavily in an attempt to support his now thin frame. She gasps watching him stumble to a balcony and looking out over it. 'Where... Where are... you,' a thin voice drags from his throat. 'You... you promised...' '____, did you forget the promise you made to your beloved,' whistles a disembodied voice. 'Eisuke has not much time left...' "NO," she wakes yelling. She looks at the ring and speaks to it, "I wish to be where my prince is." And just like that, she appears in the room during her many year stay. "____ THANK GOODNESS YOU'RE HERE," Sakiko panics. "Hurry!" She turns to see the jewelry box perching on her nightstand timing the same as the door banging open. Chisato rolls in on her tea trolley, lid off, accompanied by Kenzaki. "We don't have time for you to get dressed," she snaps. "There no time to explain either! Come on," Kenzaki orders as ____ jumps out of bed. The bells chime bounces as the tea trolley flies down the hall leading ____ to a set of double doors she recognizes as Eisuke's. The doors bang open and she follows the trolley but stops and gasps at an open door. There on the ground not moving is- "Eisuke," she wails and jumps to his side, cradling him in her lap. "No... no please... no..." -~-~-~-~-~ "...no..." Is he dreaming? Eisuke pries open his eyes weakly to see a face he never wishes to see tear stained. "...you... you came back... How...," he croaks. "Eisuke," he hears her sob. "I'm... I'm so sorry..." "It's... it's better this way...," he interrupts feebly. "I... I am glad to... see you... uuhhhh" A sharp pain jabs him in the chest as the last leaf falls with the petal dangling precariously from the center of the flower. The sudden pain was so quick that it forced Eisuke to close his eyes and collapse into her warm embrace. "No... no... Eisuke no! Please don't be dead! Please," he hears her wail. "I love you and wish to be with you... forever... please... please don't die..." He couldn't see it but he knows that the last petal has fallen when a- hang on! He's warm?! Eisuke's eye spring open in time to see ____ looking down at him shocked. "Eisuke," she whispers. "____," he responds. His voice! It's like he's- "You're alive! Oh thank god," ____ laughs. He smiles back and gently removes her tears with his hand. "Congratulations Eisuke Ichinomiya. You've finally found someone who loves you unconditionally." He turns the same time ____ did to see the Fairy who cast the curse on him in the doorway. "But," ___ starts. "I forbade them from telling anyone about the curse as it won't be very beneficial for Eisuke to learn what it truly means to love someone," the Fairy explains. "I had heard stories about a cruel prince that I decided to see for myself. Disguising myself I paid a visit. What I saw gave no justice to what I heard. His heart was stone and no emotions can be felt. I could not bear to see a man like him being unable to love and to judge so quickly that it was necessary to do what I did." "But what about the servants," ____ wonders. "She turned them into the items you met during your stay," Eisuke answers while helping both of them to stand. "Had they left it would have cause a problem." "Indeed," the Fairy sighs sadly. "But your quick thinking saved him and this castle." "Thanks... for cursing me," Eisuke admits gruffly. "Or I wouldn't have met ____." "You are welcome," the Fairy smiles warmly. "But why was he dying," ____ presses gently. "That was the only condition I set," the Fairy answers simply. "And when I visited you in your dream, Eisuke was already wishing you'd come back. But you didn't so I gave you that dream." "That was something I couldn't prevent," she sighs. Eisuke notices that she has her sleeping clothes on and with a few bruises causing him to frown. -~-~-~-~-~ With a sigh Eisuke pushes the last paper to the side feeling relieved. After ____ explained to him and the Fairy what happened, he immediately went to the village himself to deliver the punishment. He recalls the reactions to the town seeing his carriage pull up and him exiting with his fiancé in front of the mayor's house. The mayor was so shocked at who his son had harshly treated that Fred was immediately sent off to an isolated area to have his sentence. "Damn him. I can't believe he had the nerve to do that," he mutters as he studies he stack he'd finished. Fred had been quickly sent to an isolated house in the mountains with no company. Eisuke frowns upon the thought that the man had more of a monster than himself which was frightening. The familiar clink of a coffee cup knocks him back to the present. He looks up at his smiling wife with one of his one then at where her hand rests on her stomach. "How is he," Eisuke asks. "A healthy little kicker," she chuckles. At her response a warm feeling of satisfaction floods him.

EPILOGUE Eisuke paces in front of the fire place thinking when suddenly he falls over and starts tickling his son. "Eito," ____ scolds. "I've said many times that you can't interrupt your father when he's working." "But ____," five year old Eito whines. "Eisuke promised to play with me!" "Work has no respect for others Eito," Eisuke laughs, resting his hands from the sudden attack. "Now come on." "Where 're we goin'," Eito asks tilting his head. "To the gardens. Where else," he grumbles. As he walks by his wife with Eito darting back and forth every few centimeters, Eisuke cannot stop the smile that blooms on his face. This love is worth more than anything that can be physically owned.

Author’s Note: I haven’t played the substory for the three year anniversary in KBTBB since it’s not out in the America quiet yet so kudos to @yako-chi‘s posts related to the story. And I’ll admit I do mix my American English with my British English and other things  as well.

[s-hadow-chan]

Moving blogs + a reflection essay

tl;dr -- I’m moving my main blog. Because lots of my views on life have changed, my life has changed, and obviously my tastes in fandoms have changed. I’ll put the URL here later once I’ve made it. To see how I got to this position and where I am now, keep reading ^w^

Note: This is just my own opinion as to how I’ve seen Tumblr over the past few years. 

Well, it’s the start of a New Year. I haven’t been active much in 2017 but I’ll try and be active this year. Thanks to all the people who’ve helped and supported me this year and the following people who have made my life on Tumblr : *a list of people I rarely talk to anymore*

....Is what I would have said perhaps a year or two ago. I’m still glad I’ve joined this site and had conversations with some KnB fanatics like I was. However, I haven’t talked to them in a year. The only people I usually talk to on this site are basically nonexistent. I mean my friends from high school technically, but I talk to them irl during classes and lunch. The truth is that I have not been active on Tumblr for the past year. And my activity on the site was starting to wane in 2016 as well when I accidentally deleted my main blog last year when I was actually trying to delete a side blog I was working on. But that’s besides the fact as to why I’m moving. I’ve changed quite a bit since 2014 when I first joined Tumblr. My views of the world have changed, my life has changed, even the tiniest things such as my fandom tastes have changed. Because of this change, I’m moving to a new blog. Since you’ve decided to keep reading, I’m going to write a long detailed essay about the three things that have changed with me: my taste, my views on the world, and my life in 2014. You have the complete freedom to click out anytime ^w^

The fourteen-year-old me has a different shit taste in anime than the shit taste I have in anime now. Obviously, no one person can stay the same. If you’ve reblogged the little posts I’ve reblogged from other blogs (try saying that five times lol) notice how there’s barely any Hetalia or Kuroko no Basket or Haikyuu for that matter. Even when I’ve been active for the past few days, it’s been more positive posts, memes, and occasional anime of Hero Aca and such. So really if you want to know what I’m into at the moment, it’s Honeyworks, Hero Aca, Shigatsu wa Kimi no Uso (Your Lie in April), food, study things, any Makoto Shinkai film (doesn’t have to be Your Name but it can be) and always memes. And getting off from the high of finishing Yamada-kun and the Seven Witches, I’ll be looking for that too. Also, notice the decline in squealing yaoi fangirl that used to squeal in the tags section about two dudes cross-dressing. Ah, yes. The Hetalia days of where I’d ship APH America with everyone and just had a huge obsession with APH America. The title of my blog (on mobile anyway) is still a quote from the dub haha.  To be fair, that squealing, yaoi fangirl did have a brief revival when Yuri on Ice was still airing. I still have a soft spot for the anime as it was very good (and still is, Phichit will forever be an angel) and I absolutely LOVE Makkachin still. But for the most part, I have mostly lost the whole yaoi fangirl that I once was in Freshman year of high school who still loved shipping countries together. Why I deviated from Hetalia is another post unto itself.

I mentioned how I haven’t been posting a lot of kurobas lately. Yes my interest has waned in the show, but I still appreciate what it’s done for me in my high school years. I still have a quote from Aida Riko back in the earlier chapters of the manga hanging on my wall as I work on homework: “I want you to have a big concrete objective and the will to achieve it.” I won’t deny, KnB really helped me set the mentality I needed to tackle high school -- to keep pushing myself to become a better person. Whether I fulfilled that expectation or not is debatable. But as always, the inspirational quotes of KnB will undoubtedly carry me onto college too.

Now don’t get triggered when I say that Tumblr can really take leftist ideology to the extreme. It’s definitely right to treat everybody equally no matter their skin color, gender, sexuality, shape, size, disability, etc. Basically, everyone deserves to be treated equally. That’d definitely fine and it’s the right way to live life after all. However, it first hit me in Junior year that Tumblr was getting annoying. The whole “the straights are terrible” and “white men should burn in hell” preaching gave Tumblr the black and white views of the world without any grays (or greys however you spell it) in between. Now I’m a straight CIS female. I’ve got good friends who are asexual, bi, lesbian, etc. I will say this, but I doubt it will be heard by the screams of hate against a straight CIS gender like myself: I DON’T CARE WHAT YOUR DAMN SEXUALITY OR GENDER OR COLOR OR WHATEVER IS AS LONG AS YOU ARE A NICE PERSON! If you are a trans, gay Hispanic (an example, not pointing you out) who treats other people terribly, that means I will flip you off and beat your ass (to some extent of this statement). Not all straight people are bad and not all gays are good and it goes for every demographic that exists ever.

Though it may seem that I am blaming all of Tumblr for acting this way, I am. But I can’t forget that I too, once had a black and white view of the world. As a fourteen-year-old who was very much shielded from the world because of a private Catholic school with conservative parents who are very well off, I had an inkling of what the rest of the world was like. And I feel like the people on Tumblr were just as uneducated about the world as I was. By no means do I know everything about the world now. A seventeen-year-old who hasn’t even finished high school will never know how the me from four years from now feels. I am just saying that my opinion from leaning so far left a damn tree would break has become more moderate. This website made me think: gosh being straight and CIS is uncool and being a normal functional being with no anxiety or depression isn’t normal too. I need to be bi and genderfluid! That was stupid thinking. Right now, I’m completely fine with being a straight, CIS female with no mental illnesses such as depression or anxiety who will gladly respect your pronouns.

Now life is really crazy. It was crazy in 2016, and it was crazy in 2017 too. I don’t think I’ve ever mentioned that I’m from Las Vegas, Nevada now did I? Times have changed man. I don’t think I would have said that when I was 10 on a website lol. But yeah if you’ve somehow been scrolling this far down I commend your efforts. And I’m sure you’re getting really strained rn. So get some water, take a break, I’m sorry if you can’t get to a laptop or computer right now. Don’t read this in one go. If you’ve returned or decided to read straight on through welcome back or good for you respectively. Now I’ll repeat that again. Yes, I live in Las Vegas, Nevada. Right where Stephen Paddock decided to shoot from the 37th floor of Mandalay Bay onto the Route 91 Harvest Festival where over 500 people were wounded and 50 people were killed and where three students from my school were at on Sunday night (they were unharmed physically I believe). I found this out when I was tucked in bed at home, far from the strip checking my friend’s snapchats before I fell asleep. For the largest mass shooting in modern US history to take place in an area where my family would take our extended family to dinner or where we once had a New Years Eve celebration at the Vdara, is sickening. My cousins and I used to go to Mandalay Bay and hang out at the pool and stay the night because it was Spring break back when we were in middle school. My mom’s 40th birthday was at the Mandalay Bay. It’s terrible. I know how those people in Orlando and Colorado and everywhere else in the world feel when a mass shooting happens and completely disrupts your life. I’ve barely even been to the strip this year. The fact that a terror attack happened in my own backyard is beyond words. It makes me angry that some bastard decided to fuck up the lives of everyone in my city by ruining a good time at a concert. It makes me sad when I read a Washington Post later about a group of girls who went to a Lutheran school were affected by this event mentally and some even physically by this event. And that in turns makes me pissed off that some dude ruined the lives of teenage girls exactly like me, who were worried about the SAT and ACT and AP Classes and college. Fuck him.

So that’s my feelings on the shooting a few months late. But remember that I live in Las Vegas. You can’t just forget a mass shooting that happened in the city you live in. I’d mention how people would disagree with me that other events on the strip have happened such as a robbing at the Bellagio (it’s always the Bellagio man! That’s my fave part of the strip with the dancing waters and the seasonal garden inside like man they don’t deserve that) and etc. but feel free to disagree with me when you submit an ask dear anon.

Now on a somewhat lighter note, high school will forever be stressful. Going to the best high school in the state is stressful when all your friends have a nonstop grind to be one of the valedictorians (apparently you can have more than one?? I had no idea until I went to high school). Though I am nowhere near becoming a valedictorian, I still have plans to graduate with high honors ( wearing white for graduation) because half of the people graduating will wear white because it’s a magnet school dammit we’re kinda smart. AP classes have been part of my workload since Sophomore year which is right when I deleted my blog, but I managed to keep my activity up somewhat. Junior year slumped in my activity big time. APUSH is hard you guys. That’s it. I believe I posted a reflection at the start of 2017 detailing a bit more of this. But the difference this year is that I’m a senior in high school. That means college and scholarships. As I’ve mentioned before, I live in Nevada. I either stay in Las Vegas and attend the university there or I head up to Reno, which is like a 6-hour drive from home or just an hour flight. That means living in a dorm away from everything I’ve known. And that includes my boyfriend.

The biggest change in my life between Freshman year and now is that I’m taken! And honestly, it was the biggest fucking plot twist of 2016 (and the largest failed segway of 2018 thus far). I’m dating the largest weeb at my school ever and I’m happy dammit. Most of the time. I’ve learned a lot from being in a relationship like how to shut the fuck up and listen and appreciate more in life. By no means was my relationship perfect either. We’ve had a lot of fights. I’ve mentioned this in my reflection of 2016 at the start of last year so the rundown is that we’ve been together a year and a half now. I’m in a healthy relationship. Then college comes in and says hi. Now my boyfriend has decided to go to the university here in Las Vegas. I’m still very unsure as to where I want to go next. After all, the decision as to where to continue my education lies with me and I’m running out of time (I’m procrastinating on the decision right now lol). Four years ago, I had dreams of going out of state to either a UC school or the United States Airforce Academy in Colorado, until I learned that school outside of my state is expensive so I decided to stay within the confines of Nevada. 

And honestly, that’s where I’m at right now. Thanks for reading this long ass rant. I spent an hour or two typing this up. I just have a lot of feelings haha. I hope everyone has the best year ever. If this is after I’ve posted my new URL, go follow me there. But for now, thanks for all the support thus far and especially for reading this long ass rant. See you!