#im dense its not ur fault

[alynwrench]

THANK YOU!!! I'm chugging a glass of water as I type!!! :)c YOU AS WELL!!! or else.

[puppyparkmoving]

in regards to the “safeship” idea: i’m worried that some people might try to turn this into a “no villain / morally grey characters” kind of thing. i don’t think that’s your intent, but i’ve seen enough discourse regarding these types of characters to make me a bit weary. like, i don’t people labeled as proshippers just because they have villain f/os.

I really dont care sorry. I ship with villains and i dont get confused for proshitting becuz i dont consume or excuse actual abusive content or fetishize immoral things. This issue ur describing is different from this situation.... Completely.... I know some ppl r rlly high n mighty n treat villain shippers like garbage or whatever but not only am i outspoken abt ethical and moral villain shipping being ok (im the one who made the poaitivity banners....) But also its not my fault if someone is so dense they misread the blatant intent being literally exactly what it is. It is literally JUST to make sure fucking sexual abuse survivors can get on tumblr too. Two separate issues conpletely. If someone doesnt want someone with villain f/o's interacting they can be a big girl and put it in their dni and ppl can just respect it and block them and vice versa. It has nothing to do with the far more dead serious issue i am trying to remedy.

[legal-poppy]

congrats to me, i have been barely productive all week, but i have read 1.5 books and started christmas shopping. and reorganized my spotify and pinterest. but nothing else oop-

[primalsouls]

white rabbit pt 4

langa hasegawa x gn! reader (pt 1 - pt 2 - pt 3)

anon: will white rabbit have a part 4? ( if yes pls pls give them a happy ending hehe ) but its oki if you dont want to, no pressure! i just really enjoyed it and i love ur writing btw :)

⚠️ : im terrible at picking up what's a trigger, so let me know is there's anything uncomfortable!

theme: general

note: ooh my heart 💔 rip white rabbit 🐇🙏🕊 anyway, here's pt 4! :> i hope you like it and enjoy it! and thank you for reading! let me know what you think. :) i really like this chapter the most lol

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"Leave... Wonderland?"

"Forever?"

Reki and Langa stared at Adam with frowns on their face. Eyes widen at the words. Whispers surrounded them quick, destroying the small silence that gave the words to settle in for everyone. Blue eyes looked back at the [h/c]-haired skater. Their head still hanged low but he could see the sheer rage their fists held.

"He's saying that... [Y/N] [L/N], the White Rabbit, is leaving S." Miya repeated.

"Forever. Meaning.... They're kicked out." Shadow sighed, shaking his head.

Hearing those words, [Y/N] gritted their teeth and unclenched their fists. They looked up at Adam, a pleading expression on their face as they pulled their hoodie back.

"P-please... I don't wanna leave." They said, voice cracked in the beginning. Langa's heart broke at the sight. But before he could do anything, Adam walked up to them. "I'll do anything, please. Let me stay!" They continued but they flinched when their board was taken away from them harshly by Adam.

"A bet is a bet. Besides, it's about time S gets rid of its pests." Adam grinned. He snapped his finger, a couple of men bringing in a can of gasoline and a box of matches. Their eyes widen. Langa and the rest of his friends stood frozen, unable to believe the scene before them. Silence took over the crowd. [Y/N] knew they couldn't do anything to stop Adam from destroying their skateboard. "You should have won and this wouldn't happen. Remember, it's your fault." He said quietly. And with sheer power, he lifted the board and broke it in half with his knee. [Y/N] stared at him with wide eyes and mouth gaped slightly in shock. Tears pooled up and streamed down their cheeks one by one, one after the other.

"N-no... please, don't..." They whispered, a hand reaching out weakly but it didn't move much. [Y/N] was too shock to move any more than an inch.

Adam threw the broken board on the ground. He was handed the gasoline and the box of matches. He poured the liquid over the pieces, his masked eyes never leaving his younger sibling's face. Their look of terror filled him with chills. He loved it. Such as he loved the finish touch to the punishment. With elegance, Adam pulled out a match and stroke it on the igniter side of the box. Fire bursts on the matchstick. Adam flicked it onto the broken board like it was nothing and within seconds, flames burst to life, consuming the skateboard.

Langa watched with horror. [Y/N] didn't deserve that. They didn't deserve to leave. A bet wasn't even established. So, why? Why was this happening? His eyes went up to [Y/N].

"White Rabbit-"

"They're no longer go by that title." Adam interrupted coldly. "By losing this beef, no only are they banned from S, their title is no longer theirs to claim. White Rabbit is dead." Langa's eyes widen as his frown deepened. He couldn't believe it. This was not supposed to happen. Not supposed to lead to this results. No one supposed to be kick out or strip from their title. Adam reached a hand out. Langa saw how tensed [Y/N] got as the hand grew closer to them. The gloved fingers gently held into the S pin. It was on their collar of their hoodie but the next second, it wad ripped off from them. He threw it into the flames.

"I... I'm sorry..." [Y/N] apologized. Langa didn't understand. There was nothing to apologize for. Was it for Adam? For losing the race and everything they built for themselves? [Y/N] kept staring at the board, not noticing Adam turned his back on them. But his last words lef them in breaking in pieces.

"And don't bother coming home. A wild animal like you don't belong there. Never had and never will." As his final saying, Adam picked up his board and walked away but stopped to face Langa with a smirk. "Oh, and once again, my dear SNOW, congratulations." Langa blinked, watching Adam disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Damn..." Shadow muttered.

"Vanished from S... what a turn of events." Miya commented quietly.

Reki frowned at Adam's disappearing figure before he turned to Langa and [Y/N]. Everyone else slowly departed. Reki walked up to the two skaters, the broken board still caught in flames. Tears continued to spill from their eyes, Reki saw. Before the two could say any sort of comfort words to them, [Y/N] turned away from them and ran, ran as fast as they could. Away. They needed to get away and breathe. They couldn't breathe properly. Their chest was killing them. Sobs caught in their throat when they tried to cry. It hurts them. Their heart hurts. Everything was always their fault. They deserved. They believed they deserved it. They weren't a Shindo. They were a pest in the family. That was why Adam-no-Ainosuke told them not to come home. He was kicking them out. He was probably make up a lie to their aunts to make it seem it was their decision. For the better of the Shindo Family, they would say.

Life truly wasn't fair.

"C'mon, let's go!" Langa said, getting ready to chase after them but Reki grabbed his arm, pulling him back. He winced, the grip on his arm reminded him of the injuries he received during the race. "Wha- what? We have to go after them, Reki." He said, pointing towards [Y/N] running off.

"But you'll hurt even more with injuries like this. Besides, it's not our business. What happened with them was between them and Adam." Reki said. Miya nodded as he walked up to them.

"He's right, Langa. We should stay out of it. They're no longer of importance." Miya added in, crossing his arms over his chest. Langa frowned at the two boys.

"It's probably not the best time to even go after them. It's best that we mind our own business for now." Shadow advised, the other two boys giving affirmative responses. Langa tried to come up with reasons to go after them, but Reki shook his head and led Langa awau from the factory, pointing out the cuts once again. That was the last time Langa saw [Y/N].

The past couple of weeks, they were no were in sight. No familiar white hoodie resembling a white rabbit was found around S. No one spoke about them. It was like they never existed in the first place. As if S never heard of a skater called White Rabbit. Langa tried to find ways to get into contact with them but whenever he mentioned them, he was ignored, shut down, avoided. He was worried for them, for their safety. If Adam truly meant his words, then where would [Y/N] be? Langa wanted to make sure they were okay. That was all he wanted to know.

"[Y/N]... where are you?" Langa muttered as he walked through the park. He was planning to meet Reki at their usual hangout. Although, he wanted to clear his mind out of [Y/N] and the events that occurred. It wasn't their fault. It was his. If he never beef against them, Langa would had still see them every night at S, even from a fair distance to admire them. They would still be in his life, somehow.

"Ah, sorry..." A tired voice said. Langa looked down, not realizing he bumped into someone. He did felt something hit him as he walked, but he didn't pay too much attention. Langa opened his mouth to apologize instead but words were caught in his throat. His eyes widen. He couldn't believe it. The board in his hand dropped to the ground beside him, both hands reaching up a bit.

"It's you..." Langa whispered. Confusion replaced the apologic gaze on their face. "White Rabbit." When the title left his lips, it was their turn for their eyes to grew wide. Langa smiled brightly. "It's you, White Rabbit. [Y/N]." Langa was happy. He found his white rabbit once more. But no more words left Langa's lips as a hand slapped his cheek. It took him a second to register the outcome. A shaky hand of his reached to touch the burning cheek. He flinched when his fingers came into contact. "Wh-what?" A handprint appeared as a light red shade on his cheek. His eyes focused on them. They didn't wore their signature hoodie. Only a black one with dark blue jeans and white Vans shoes. Their eyes were still the same crimson color but filled with anger. And sadness? Langa parted his lips, unable to say anything.

"Don't call me that name. Because of you, I'm no longer.... that..." [Y/N] spat out, glaring dangerously at Langa. "You took everything away from me. You ruined my life!" They yelled, all the feelings they tried to bottle in exploded. Langa watched with a shook expression as they ranted off on him. He may be dense to others' emotions but he could pick up the hurt in [Y/N]'s voice. The way they trembled with rage. He didn't like that. Langa didn't like seeing them upset. Especially when hd was the one who caused it.

"I'm sorry."

[Y/N] paused, staring at Langa with wide eyes. Their frown grew deeper as they tried to find any sort of pity or joke in his baby blue eyes. In which they felt like they were looking at the ocean. So blue. Like the sky. [Y/N] shook their head rapidly, gritting their teeth.

"Oh, shut up. I don't need your pity. And I doubt you're sorry! Because of you, not only was I kicked out of S, I was kicked out of my home... Not like it ever felt like home anyway..." They said, mumbling the last words but Langa caught them.

"Wait? Home... Where were you staying at?" Langa asked, voice filled with concern. [Y/N] scrunched their nose, eyes narrowed. "I swear, I'm not pitying you. I'm actually... worried. I've been worried for a long time now. Ever since you left S." Langa said, looking away from them, sudden feeling timid for no particular reason. They raised a brow, watching Langa's movements to fact-check his worries. There was no hint of him lying. But they still kept their guard up. "I even asked around back in S for the past few weeks. Not one single person said anything...It's like you-"

"-never existed." They continued for him softly, eyes casted down to the ground. Their features relaxed but Langa noted the sadness stayed. No anger in sight. They sighed tiredly, running a hand through their hair. "Doesn't matter... Just stop it." [Y/N] crossed their arns over their chest, raising a brow. "Beside, the hell you kept asking about me? Aren't you happy I've been kicked?"

Langa shook his head right away once the question next their lips.

"No. I'm not happy. In fact, I..." Langa took a deep breath, trying to think on his words before they left his mouth. "I'm not enjoying myself." He mumbled, making [Y/N] take a step closer to hear him properly. They tilted their head, lips tugged down a bit as they urged him to repeat himself and keep going. "It makes me sad not to see you at S anymore. I didn't want any of that to happen. I didn't even know what was going on." Langa shrugged, looking at them with a pout. A pout they found adorable. He looked like a kicked puppy who didn't like the fact their owner left their home everyday. [Y/N] mentally cringed at the thought. What were they thinking? This was the same guy who went up against their brother and banned them from S. They hated him. They were supposed to hate him. [Y/N] clicked their tongue, throwing Langa off the sense, wondering if he said anything wrong. A faint red hue decorated their cheeks. They turned their back on him, hugging themselves.

"Whatever. Whether you knew what was going on or not, doesn't matter. My board got destroyed and I can't go back to S. Everything happened..." [Y/N] whispered, arms slowly fell back to their sides as they watched the sun beginning to settle down for the rest of the day. "I've got nothing... I've got no one-"

"You got me." Langa butt in. The words made them do a double take on him. It caught them off guard. And Langa continued to surprise them. A determined glint in his eyes as he stepped closer. "Reki can build you a new board and we can all skate. Together. We can skate outside of S, anyway. It'll be fun!" Langa bounced a bit in his steps, smiling brightly. "We can hang out together. And if you don't have a job, you can work with Reki and me. You even move in wi-"

"Stop..."

"We can go to school togeth-"

"Stop it."

"You got us! So, you don't have to wor-"

"Shut up!"

Langa blinked, taken back by the sudden outburst from [Y/N]. He focused back on them, confused why they told him to quiet down. Their brows knitted down, hands clutched by their side. The sunset shoned behind them. The soft breeze brushed against their figure out. And if Langa squinted, he could had notice their faint blush reddened slightly. They looked cute. He wanted to see them blush again.

"Just... why are you doing this?" They asked, their eyes looking anywhere but Langa. They were shy. They found it unbelievable but it happened. They were shy.

Langa stared at them for a moment, making [Y/N] nervous.

"Because I like you."

Those words froze [Y/N] on the spot. Their eyes widen, lips parted slightly. The words ran through their mind like an echo. Langa's charmed smile implanted with it.

"And I want to be your friend."

Impossible.

"That's..." [Y/N]'s face was burning up. Cheeks redder they matched their eyes. "That's stupid." They blurted out quickly, taking a step back. Langa frowned a bit, not unexpecting that sort of answer to his confession. A confession they weren't sure if they were happy about or sadden by it.

"No one wants to be my friend. No one likes me... That's what they always told me." [Y/N] took another step back, brows knitted down but not in anger but in sorrow. Every step they took back, Langa takes one forward. "I'm unlovable... I don't... deserve it." The young former skater shook their head, as if snapping into reality. Tears welled up on their eyes. "You don't like me. You don't. You don't, you don't, you don't, you don't," They repeated quietly, hugging themselves as the tears rolled down their cheeks. Langa panicked. He didn't wanted to upset them. What they said made him wonder who told them such statements. They trembled and he didn't know what to do.

Except for one thing. And he hoped he don't get slap doing so.

Arms wrapped around their frame, a hand on their head as the other rest on their lower back. The hand stroke their head as the other ran their back in a circular form. Langa closed his eyes, hugging [Y/N] closed to him.

"Shh... shh... It's okay, [Y/N]..." He whispered. "Whoever told you those things, they... they don't know what they're talking about." Langa took a deep breath. "But I'm telling the truth. And you do deserve it." He pulled away a bit, cupping their face with his hands and made them looked at him. "I like you. I like you very much. And even though I want to be more, I do want to be your friend." Langa smiled genuinely, blue eyes staring into red ones. "So, please... let me be your friend."

[Y/N] stared at Langa, stunned in his embrace. The blush darkened as Langa continued. They couldn't believe it. Their heart pounded little by little with every word Langa spoke. The hands on their face felt nice. The comfort hug was something they never experienced. They only got hurt by the hands of those who dared say they loved them. But, for whatever reason, they trusted Langa's words.

"Please... don't hurt me..."

[freezeriafan]

Honestly i wish i knew whats going on with emery too. I feel like shes simply just a nasty person with no personal baggage. People like that exist - amii

PEOPLE LIKE THAT EXIST .... and i love that abt her i never want that to change .... But despite that I Just Keep Thinking abt what kind of person a sour nature like that would create...

UGH it's not your fault that i wrote paragraphs musing abt ur oc Emery . I just have a lot of thoughts . I'm like ... a fan. These are my fandom thoughts . IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT .. if u read it tho tell me ur thoughts bc you know emery more than i do obviously . IDK WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT but i say it anyway. Welcome to the shitshow

A lot of the time ppl perform behaviors bc of a root emotional cause but maybe it's reversed w Emery. She's already naturally a c*nt, she's stubborn, she's conceited, she's belligerent, she's inconsolable, she's egotistical; she always thinks she's right and always thinks that everyone is wrong; she refuses to change and learn and grow, and she refuses to believe that other people may be right sometimes and that they have their own valid feelings.

And's that's so funny she's so full of hubris im not advocating that that ever changes ever....I'm not even gonna say how there probably are a lot of things in her upbringing that shaped her nastiness .... bc i dont really care at all of that for her idk...she's not real.... But I do keep thinking abt what a nature like that would do to a person .

She has no close friends bc she drives them off and bc she needs to be better than everyone. She probably just believes that that's how life works; I don't know if she knows what real comradery feels like, what playful fraternizing is.

By nature she never admits fault and always pushes the blame onto someone else; this means that she never has to reconcile with shame or guilt or embarrassment. This creates a person who CAN'T reconcile with those things, she never built a tolerance, no idea how to even begin handling that. If she's always right why would she feel shame? And in the instance that she does something regrettable - If she's always right then why would she do something that causes shame? That's just not in line with her self image at all. Was is someone else's fault, or is she a powerful individual with deliberate volition? If she's always right, how does she address real internal confliction? If she rationalizes it all away at the first hint of self-doubt, then how long can she actually tolerate a healthy amount of shame when it arises?

I think it was brought up before but maybe not that while she's stubborn, she Will change her opinion if it keeps her in the right. So like if she does something unwonted or that would put her in the losing end of the argument, she will change her tune in order to preserve herself. That fluidity is more sustainable and realistic then being one way and always one way, but that two-facedness WILL drive everyone away and will weaken the stability of the hill she's trying to die on.

BUT EVEN WITH THAT FLUIDITY OF VALUES, If she's hellbent on being right all of the time and asserting herself first, then there's never room for honest listening and mindful growth. So she's essentially been climbing through the multitudes of life as one shape. Awful. She must feel like a lobster stuck in its own shell but she wouldn't know enough to know it. She never introspects enough to realize when she changes her opinions and when she doesn't, much less notice when the person she is now just isnt working. Doesn't she get bored of that? Does she ever want something different?

If she did begin to tire of herself, how would she rationalize that? What would it look like?

If she did want something different, would she get it, and then change her tune to match? Where are her limits? Is she just a shifting morph of desires? I mean that's a valid philosophy abt humans, that everything abt us is just the result of desires. But Emery definitely acts like she's solid and that she knows best and that she's reliable, unlike some other snakes in her life, an that incongruity is noticeable.

Even if she's full of self-serving fire by nature, I keep thinking about how she's a mean angry person STILL ... at her age... like she never mellowed out... never stopped putting her fire out there....like it never really got out there. Was never really heard? Never really got to burn? Does she crave vindication? Is there an ounce of something sympathetic in her character? What sort of reverence and attention does she need that she hasn't already bullied her way into getting?

I know she's incredibly self-serving, but has she ever shown herself sensitivity? I don't think she knows what tough love is when it comes to herself. It seems she gives herself everything she wants, all the rights to argue and to stand her ground, but never the softhearted consideration of how she's a multifaceted individual, and never the forgiveness after a healthy amount of self-doubt.

IDK. But I do keep thinking about the idea that the human brain can only put off something for so long. For example people can repress things for a long time or overwork themselves for a long time but there will be a point where their subconscious snaps and demands to be heard . That's when ppl have breakdowns, and they can be out of commission for years; it's an incredibly tough state to be in.

and idk I Keep Thinking abt how Emery cannot be so stubborn and insensitive forever something has GOT to happen at some point. She wouldn't listen to external forces, something inside has got to shift .. she's got to start reconciling with SOMETHING .. she's a grown ass adult she cant play the fool and play the victim forever .. she cant pretend she doesnt know the push and pull of life.... nobody is really THAT dense are they ?

IDK !!! I think I'm just approaching this at the completely wrong angle. She probably gives a little and then just reclimbs the podium to where it had shifted to; she has a superiority complex that really isn't that complex; she doesn't like to share her victories like how Quinn doesn't like to share her prey; she's of a generation; she's not interested in learning new things or changing her ways; she's a c*nt and that's FINE. Ughhhhhhh . She's on her way out anyway . Thanks for the homophobic papa louie oc . Gives me smth to rant abt . THANKS. Bye

[quidfree]

Someone asked u for ur book recs, so I’m here to ask for your anti-rec list. Are there any popular books/authors that you dislike?

Btw I’m late but ur fem tdbk? Genius

oh my god anon this is so funny

i'm actually struggling to answer because while i have attempted to read a lot of popular books i have also abandoned said attempts on page 5 because i can't stand bad writing, so it's hard to remember any examples off the top of my head. and i'm pretty tolerant where classics are concerned- old or dense writing styles don't really throw me so long as the story is good. @ audience please send me your hated books/authors so i can give my two cents.

in terms of classics i am a big 19th century realism/naturalism hater bc i can only suffer through so much over-descriptive repressed bourgeois prose about listless middle-class women lusting after bland men to fill voids in their lives and then dying dramatically. une page d'amour is my number one enemy in this vein- rarely have i come across such intensely frustrating female characters, and that's saying something. something about the whole 'mother and daughter who are obsessed to deranged levels w the obnoxious male lead to the extent that the sickly daughter essentially offs herself bc of her jealousy' vibe, you know. and zola doesn't even have the decency to throw some social commentary in there to distract from the misogyny. flaubert is the worst offender of that category of authors though- un cœur simple is so condescending a look at the serving class' inner lives it still makes me want to brain myself despite being like 10 pages long. also despite my admiration for rabelais i hate his works bc i hate weird bodily humour- i feel similarly about chaucer. outside of french classics i found 1984 really annoying to read because the main character is so intensely weird about women, and of mice and men is at best just okay in my eyes. also i'm sorry but i can't get through most of plato without rolling my eyes. it may just be philosophy ptsd but socrates is so very annoying.

otherwise just a lot of YA is really... bad. i don't even mean the super obvious shit like twilight, i just mean... i remember reading stuff like 'fangirl' or any john green book (especially the 3 books that aren't fault in our stars) and just feeling my soul wither at how incredibly unlikeable everyone was. also! many moons ago i used to like the mortal instruments for its characters and it was incredibly hard to read because the writing sucks. while im at it simon v the homosapiens agenda was also bad. ditto the divergent series. and whoever tried to convince tumblr that captive prince was not insanely bad and weird should cross the street if i see them around.

anyways im sorry i can't think of any hot takes off the top of my head but i will attempt to do so if i next come into contact with a bad popular book. what's your anti-rec list??

also re: todobaku girls- thank you, i love them, and am always happy to talk about them. send prompts!

[lilyandherboys]

#team blupin pt ii

James Potter to “team blupin”: you all left the chat without plotting yesterday

lily: wait you were serious about this

an actual genius: prongs is always serious about match making

an actual genius changed James Potter to “more of a belly button”

more of a belly button: wow thanks pete

more of a belly button: ANyways lils you made a good start with the conditioner

more of a belly button: now remus will always love sirius’ scent thats some solid classical training right there

lily: classical training?

an actual genius: james once spent three months studying Muggle psychology to try to figure out why you wouldn’t date him

lily: and he didn’t figure out that that’s exactly the reason right there

more of a belly button: hello obviously it worked you’re dating me

lily: and when did i start dating you

more of a belly button: after i learned the psychology

lily: pete is he always this dense

an actual genius: usually more

more of a belly button: first of all rude

more of a belly button: but im right

lily: leave those two alone they’ll figure it out on their own time

more of a belly button: :’(

more of a belly button to wut: pls tell lily to take her feet off of me

wut: tell her yourself

more of a belly button: im nOT talking to her

wut: why

more of a belly button: …

more of a belly button: undisclosed

wut to lily: why isnt jamesie talking to you

lily: i told him i wasnt participating in one of his schemes

wut: whats the scheme

lily: …

lily: undisclosed

wut to “big mood”: party at the mckinnons’ place tonight be there or be square

wut: except rem ur already a square but i expect to see u there

traitor of the highest order: wow

traitor of the highest order: just for that you’re not getting my defense notes

wut: *gasp* judassssssss

an actual genius: what time

wut: ill pick u all up at six to pregame

more of a belly button: on ur bike?

wut: james (mom) potter will pick us all up at six to pregame

lily to “team blupin”: ok so i know i said i don’t agree with this

lily: but wow was last night a mess we need to get them together

more of a belly button: im glad you think so lil but not right now

lily: why not

more of a bellybutton: i feel like vomiting my liver up

lily: its not my fault you drank too much i thought you were always ready to plot

an actual genius: yeah james cmon

more of a bellybutton: rude goodbye

an actual genius: wow ok

traitor of the highest order to “ merry easter!!!!!”: merry easter is not what you say sirius how drunk were you

wut: drunk enough to know thats genius

wut: where are we meeting on the platform

traitor of the highest order: just go to the usual car

more of a bellybutton: lily and her girls are coming too

wut: obviously

an actual genius: mum packed us fruit

wut: wow how exciting

an actual genius: and fudge

wut: i take it back share with me petey

an actual genius: too late

an actual genius: see you at the station

A/N: pt ii - more of a filler, the good stuff is coming with the next update. Click here for pt i and here for James (mom) Potter

[kosherfelldragon]

Ok im fuckn done y the fuck does this idiot have his hair stuffed under his gigantic super villain cape which is probably as heavy as the compiled weight of all the clothes i wear in a goddamn week????????

Let me tell you something my hair is as thick, dense, and heavy and ryouma’s and before i hacked it all off, it was almost as long as this moron’s hair is. And i may be bananas but i am not psychotic enough nor am i dumb enough to have long hair like that underneath the collar of anything

Like when u wear it like this u cant prevent ur hair from yanking ur skull back every time u lean back against something. Enjoy ur whiplash u stupid motherfucker

And when ur hair is thick it hurts even more not to mention that having that much in the back of ur clothes feels like u have a dead cat shoved in there or something

And dont fucking tell me that it would look ridiculous going over a popped collar as big as that cause its ur own damn fault for thinking that it looks cool and getting it in the first place

I mean just look at this loser

[otterplusharchive]

I'm sorry for venting out of nowhere but I'm suddenly remembering some stuff and idk how to feel about it. I mean, I know, but still it's kinda weird. when I was in high school (like 4-5 years ago) I made a really good friend and we talked a lot and he was so nice and I legitimately cherished him but. he started acting weird, paying for food when I didn't ask, buying me gifts out of nowhere, and I'm not so dense, I already knew what that meant. he also started being really touchy (1/?? sorry)

im going to answer all ur asks in this one pls feel free to talk more if you need to you dony have to apologize, im really sorry that this all has happened to you at all because this guy is SUPER weird and out of line and he had no right to treat you like that and im very mad on your behalf that your friends remained friends with him and invited him over despite all of this, you deserve better and you shouldnt have to see him again. your safety and comfort are always a priority and you arent doing anything wrong by not having feelings for him and not wanting to be around him and the fact that he would even say anything about harming himself to you is SUPER shitty and manipulative of him. please dont beat yourself up over this all, its not your fault and he shouldnt have done any of this