#im going to go mourn in the corner now omg…

[aster-daydream404]

FUCK.

Don’t you just love it when horrible people ruin stuff for everyone else

[tojisun]

sunnyyy!! omg omg okay so idk what you put in your toxic dbf series but im sure its crack cause i know its freaking hurtful but i love it!! ur mind is >>>>>

alsoooo, i have this idea that i plan on writing for miguel but idk where to start SO IM GIVINF IT TO YOUUU!!

so lets call her bunny in this one. say bunny is enough of his shit, won’t let him do her dirty anymore because she refuses to be stupid. she’s no longer cassie howard and moves on to another man. a man who knows what he wants and who isn’t afraid to let her know that he wants her. he’ll cherish her, he adores the fuck out of her, he shows her off and he makes a promise to put a ring on her finger,

but simon doesn’t like that. not even one bit. and it ticks him off because why is he like this? why is he so worked up that she finds someone who finally treats her better than she can? yet, he can’t let it go. he lets her know. she has to know.

and so, at two am he comes knocking at her door. flowers in his hand, nicely dressed for the first time to let her know that he’s doing it for her and only her. not erin.

and it takes a lot in her to not slam the door in his face because she’s happy right now,

“you look at him the way i wanted to be looked by you, sweetheart” he admits, swallowing the lump in his throat. ��and i envy that.”

she stares at him with a deadpan look. not really feeling a single thing anymore, leading him to continue.

“i have no right to say that, i know but—“ he pauses to take a deep breath. “i want to be with you. i want to be your man and i want you to let me”

she doesn’t want him to

ANA?? ANA MY LOVE???? THIS MAKES ME VIOLENTLY ILL

thinking about this in the dbf!simon series??? oh but im absolutely sobbing // same timeline as this !!

thinking about how you cry and wail and mourn for the years wasted on simon. thinking about the way you crumple on your bed, curling underneath your sheets, your cries now having been reduced to silent tears—this doesn’t mean you feel any better. instead, you feel even more distraught, upset in a way that feels bigger than yourself.

thinking about the promise you make to yourself. how, when the morning breaks, you will move on. that no matter how painful it may be—and it will be—you will strive to let go of simon. truly and completely this time around.

and that’s what you do. you fall asleep in exhaustion, heart heavy and mind buzzed. in the morning, you blink your eyes open and lay in bed for a few more minutes, suspended above your heartbreak, before it all comes crashing down on you. tears trickle from the corners of your eyes but you stay resolute, strong grip corralling your grief into the corner of your heart, before you get your day going.

you start by throwing everything that reminds you of simon: polaroid pictures and framed photos, shirts and clothes and socks and lingeries, towels and bedsheets, trinkets and accessories from across the globe—little souvenirs he’s brought to appease you.

(in the long haul, many of them were actually donated, while some were sold. but today, as you submerged yourself in your heartache, you dumped everything in a black garbage bag. out of sight, out of mind.)

blocking simon’s number actually turned out to be last. you deleted the pictures you have with simon in your phone prior, and then blocked and deleted his number altogether.

you breathed in deeply once you’re finished and collapsed to your bed again, trying to ignore the bareness of the walls and the emptiness of your room (let alone your heart).

the tears come again—they will come more often than not—and you let them. you open the locked corner of your heart and let the grief out. you mourn for what was lost; for what could’ve been. but most importantly, you mourn for the ways you’ve let yourself be trapped in such an unhappy moment.

moving on comes slowly; it comes so torturously that you thought it would never happen. but it does, and it does so during one quiet afternoon.

on that day, you realize that not once did you think of simon. not once did the memories trickle in to rip you away from the jovial present. and as you stand there in your kitchen, the sounds of the microwave beeps piercing through mutedly, you feel remade.

you feel whole, once again.

-

simon noticed, of course. he noticed the way your messages stopped coming in, or the way you no longer use your dad as an excuse to meet simon, or the way you just fell off the radar.

simon tried to reach out to you once and realized that you’ve got his number blocked.

it’s whatever, he thinks. because simon has never known you well, has never tried to learn more about you, so he thinks that this—your silent treatment and your detachment—is all a ploy. something like you playing hard-to-get.

so simon doesn’t think much about it until days turn to weeks, and weeks turn to months, and months are slowly building up to turn to a year.

simon doesn’t hear from you and, despite all his posturing, he realizes that he’s missed you. so he decides to drive by to pick you up for dinner and maybe apologize for whatever it is now that he’s done.

he gets to your dorm and rings your room. the intercom scratches awake, the person from the other side, your dorm mate he’s sure, asks who it was, and simon tells them his name. then, he tells them that he’s here for you.

there is silence for a while, almost loaded in a way that simon knows it’s not the intercom breaking up, and he gets his answer when he’s given a curt reply of, “she doesn’t want to see you. bye.” there is the distinct screech and then the line drops before simon could even ask why.

and simon feels lost. untethered.

-

john is a good man. that’s the first thing you realized. it terrified you, at first, how much you looked forward to meeting him. how much of being with him—simon’s friend—makes you happy.

you waited for the other shoe to drop, shoulders perpetually hunched as though that can shield you from the inevitable of john leaving you. of john using you.

but john is so warm. john is so gentle and kind and patient and loving.

john holds your hand and you know he isn’t looking for more. he drops you off at home, tells you to rest well and to say hi to your dorm mates, before taking off on his bike.

john kisses your cheeks and you know he isn’t looking for something more passionate. more heated. and you crave for his touch, yes, but there is something so special in the way john shows his affection—all crinkled smile and quiet chuckles; all whispered words and promises fulfilled; all soft and tender and secure.

it was a love so different, so beautiful, so really it wasn’t surprising at all when your relationship grows, thriving alongside your healing.

(he promised, you know? he promised, as he played with your hand, that he’ll one day put a ring on your finger. your lips wobbled and you told him to stop making loaded promises such as that, but john just turned to you with a soft smile and said, “i look forward to the day we share the same vow, bunny. if you would have me.”

you hiccupped sob and threw your arms over his shoulders, nodding because, “i would. john, i would!”

he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close and sharing warmth with you. you burrowed your head on the crook of his shoulder, breathing him in, letting his presence wash over you.

john, you thought. johnjohnjohn.)

-

simon drives to you the day after he confronted john. he drives to you with all of his messy heart spilling from the ridges of his ribs, beating only one name—yours.

he’s never felt this way before. not with all the pretty people he’s gone out with, or his first love, or even erin. erin who simon once imagined a future with. erin who simon once loved. not even that could triumph over the expanding turmoil that simon’s basking in.

he calls on the intercom of your dorm again, begs your roommate that may you please hear him out, and then he sees you.

god, you’re just as beautiful as he remembers.

“love–”

“what’re you doing here?”

your words are soft, quiet, but simon isn’t fooled. he sees the anger in your eyes, the hurt having festered into resentment. he wonders how apologies could trickle from his lips—where to even begin?

“please,” you say when simon’s silence stretches on. “just tell me whatever you want and then leave.”

“this. this is what i’m here for. the anger in your eyes– it’s just–…” he breathes in sharply. “i saw you and john, you know? and the way you look at him, it’s how i want to be looked at by you, love.” he swallows the lump in his throat. “i didn’t know what i had until i lost you and i’m so envious of him, i am, so please.”

you stare at him with wide eyes even when your face is smooth of any emotion. simon wonders what you must be thinking but he bulldozes through, hoping that you can give him one last chance.

he promises this time, truly, he’ll be better.

“i have no right to say this, i know, but–” he pauses to take a deep breath, his fists balled tightly. “i want to be with you. i want to be your man and i want you to let me.”

a heartbeat passes, and then, “simon, you are a selfish, selfish man.”

your words are barely louder than a whisper but they scratch at simon’s heart. he looks at you, gaze turning desperate when he sees nothing but bubbling fury and disappointment in your own.

“how dare you,” you say. “you tell me that you saw me and john, and then what? instead of letting me go, instead of letting me move on, you come in here and demand that i return to you?”

“love, i–”

“don’t call me that!”

your anger tips over, now spilling out. he watches the way your eyes glisten, tears dripping to stain your cheeks.

“i’m not your anything, si! not anymore!” you take in a ragged rasp of air, choking on your sob. it tugs at simon’s heartstrings and he moves to comfort you but you pull away, sneering at him in your anger. you wipe at your eyes, scrubbing furiously.

“everything about what you’ve said just now, everything, was all about your wants. all about you. just like how it’s always been,” you murmur, the fight leaving you.

you looked small, hunching into yourself, and simon is hit with this feeling; something that lodges itself in his throat.

“lov–… i’m sorry,” he says because he is.

gods he is.

“just go,” you tell him, meeting his eyes for one last time because he knows that this is the end of it all.

you turn away from him then, closing the building door behind you. he watches from behind he glass doors as you disappear into the hallways and stepped into the elevators and, just like that, simon’s lost his chance of making things right.

ANA MY GOD THIS MADE ME FERAL!! i hope u would like this one bb :(( hope i gave ur vision justice

[soombee]

When the sun hits .. — 11. cold hands (written / 1517 words)

when the sun hits .. — soo y/n unfortunately has always had bad luck w/ love. she realized this when she hit the age when everyone around her had an s/o while she had no one to express her romantic feelings for. y/n found herself mourning when she saw a cute boy at the university's library checking out books and realized that she might never see him again until her first shift at Miraé Café .. ☆

wc ‼️ 1.5k words / 1517 words

#umisoomi: call me npc cause i aint playing💯💯‼️🔥 (guess whos back omg😜) + taglist is open if u guys wanna be tagged ^_^

__cafe mirae ( 02-13 . 22:09 )

“uhhh yn, can u come to the register real quick!” chaeyoung smiles suspiciously wide, like she was planning something?

“why do u look like that..??” you gave her the stinkiest side eye ever, “u look like you have sum up your ass and you’re enjoying it..” her face fades into visible disgust and blank stares. the awkward silence was deafening, you could barely stand it.. “ok nevermi—”

“GIRL JUST GO UP FRONT..” chaeyoung grabs your wrist and pulls you up, “hurry before he leaves!!”

you scrunch ur eyebrows in confusion , he?? is she sure she heard my name?? whatever,, while you were making your way to the register, thoughts just kept flooding on who he is, is it jungwon? hmm nah, hes at work.. riki?? maybe.. jeongin..? no. what was i thinking, he would never.. sigh . once you were near the register, you could see the customers .. and a blond guy with flowers..? his hair looks familiar.. im probably just tweaking

“uhmm, hyo, is there someone asking for me..?” tapping her shoulder, “yeah, that blond guy over there!” she smiles brightly while pointing at the guy with flowers.

“are u sure they’re asking for me???!” you’re confused, unfamiliar with his actions “did they ask for soo yn??”

“yes im sure, now hurry up before i push you into him.” she giggles as lightly pushes you towards him

you sigh, a wave of nervousness and confusion hits you, “uhh, hi!” finally having the courage to talk to the blond, “were you looking for me? soo yn?” he lifts his head up and your mouth went agape when you realized who it was.

“oh, hi yn!!” captivated by his dimples, jeongin’s eyes, lips, and spirit smiled at you all at once. your heart fluttered, it was contagious.

“h—hi jeongin, why are you here?” you ask him, trying to confirm what chaeyoung told you.

“ah, im here for you actually..” he fidgets with his fingers, “could you come here?”

hes actually looking for .. me?!?.?.!!

“sure,” you fix your clothes and your hair as you make your way to the other side of the register, the mix of your nervousness and the smell of coffee slightly made you nauseous.

“whats up..?” you take a glance at the bouquet and chocolate. asdomo pochacco!! so cute..

“fuck uhm.. shit hold on.” jeongin covers his flustered face, you found it cute how he gets flustered just by looking at you, “yn, will you let me be your valentine?” the cafe cheers him on, giving him confidence.

“OH MY GOD??” you bite your bottom to try to stop yourself from squealing, “i would love to have you as my valentine, jeongin!!” your eyes sparkled as the corners of his mouth slid upwards. “really!!?” he looks for assurance, “of course, it would be a privilege to have you as my date!” you wipe away his worries.

he approached you with stealth, his arms wrapped around you as tears flowed freely. in that moment, there in his arms, you felt a feeling you’ve never experienced in the 20 years youve lived. you felt warm and safe, his arms felt like security right then. they felt like a warm blanket fresh from the dryer on a cold day.

__ incheon ( 02-14 , 14:29 )

.. my love is a flower in your hands, 우리의 시간이야

lily of the valley by daniel has always had a special place in your heart, the song represents the love you want to give / receive and now you have a chance at that. you wait patiently for jeongin outside your house, you wanted to wear a dress but the weather didn’t agree. it was a whopping 27°f or -2°c but its okay, your makeup makes up for the outfit.

ring.. ring.. you snap back to reality, ‘the loml’ illuminates on your screen, “hihi jeongin! are you outside?” you fidle with a strand of your hair, “yeah, im here” his voice echoes out of your phone speaker, you look out the window to find him as he answers your question, “alright im coming out, see you in a sec!!” the butterflies in your stomach went rabid, you’ve never felt this feeling before, excitement mixed with nervousness. you’re lucky to have experienced this feeling with him.

you take one last glance at yourself in the mirror of your home, not far from the cafe, you looked cute but you were nervous on what jeongin will think of you when youre not in uniform.

you spot his notorious hair in the window of a dark maroon car, woah.. is that a ferrari f40?? “jeongin, hi!!” you run up to him, radiating a smile at the blond. “hi yn!” he quickly gets out of his car and opens the passengers seat, “you look lovely today!” his smile was soft and gentle, full of kindness and passion.

you were shocked that he made the effort to get out of his seat and open the door for you, “what a gentleman, inniee” you tease him, “thank you, prince charming.” you were careful while getting in the seat since the car had a low exterior.

bang! the drivers seat was occupied again, you can’t believe that you’re sitting in the car of the guy you thought you wouldn’t be able to see again. “here, i made you flowers!” he hands you the yellow and pink crocheted flowers. he’s so sweet, he reminds you of the song “bonfire” by wto.

“oh my god, thank you so much!!” you place your purse on your lap, “i got you some candy and flowers! some pretty flowers for a pretty boy!” you say, proudly .

“ahhhkxnd, you get me so flustered” jeongin covers his face, his ears are so red.. “thank you yn-ah” he reaches over to you to recieve his present.

__ songdo central park, incheon ( 02-14 , 15:32 )

its kinda cute how your first date together is on valentines day and you’re glad it’s going well! he had wonderful manners and matched your energy which you found really attractive. i cant believe a man is capable of making me feel like this..

while you were telling him a story, you spotted a tteokkochi vendor, “ohemgee, tteokkochi!!” you pointed at the man, “do you want some, innie? ill pay!” you put your hands on his shoulders and shake him lightly.

“its alright, ill pay” he grabs your hands and stands up, he dropped one hand but one still remained intertwined with his fingers, “cmon stand up, do u want me to carry you??” he said teasingly

“nope, ill pay! you’re already paying for premium ass gas for that damn ferrari.” you stand up on the bench you two were sitting on and hop on his back, still holding his hand, “lets gooo!” you point towards your destination as he has you in a piggyback ride, so romantic!😝

after you two order, the vendor gets straight to work. “here.” the man hands out the tteokkochi, “ohmygee yn, whats that!???!” jeongin points behind you to distract you while he pays for the food. “thank you!” he grabs the food.

“youre so annoying, i wanted to pay!!” you joke around, “ouch ynn, youre hurting me..” you both giggle, he returns the joke. you both warmed up to each other really quickly since you two had similar personalities.

( 19:32 )

“it got so cold brrr,” you hug yourself into ball, trying to warm yourself up.

“come here then,” jeongin opens his arms, “im cold too, yk.” the butterflies in your stomach intensifies.

you threw yourself on him and he caught you, never in a million years you felt that someones hug can make you so happy. you had a blushing smile the whole time being lost in thoughts of him. then suddenly, you felt cold again. you found your back side buried in snow while jeongin was on top of you. “jeonginn!!” you pull his head towards you, “look what you did, now we’re both cold!” you bury your face on his neck as he does the same, he smells like vanilla and coffee (or your favorite scent.)

“it’s alright with me, id rather be cold with you than not be with you at all.” you hugged the sweet boy tighter, he slides his hands under the layers you were wearing to keep you warm. “STOPP,” you wiggle in the snow, “YOUR HANDS ARE SO COLD OMFGJDHDJF” you squeal at his face.

you move your hand up to his face, “youre getting so bold yn.”

“SAYS U??” you say in distraught “your hands are literally on my thigh and waist right this moment, yang jeongin.”

“im keeping my hands warm while you’re flirting with me and making my face cold, soo y/n.” you cover his mouth with your hand but it backfires on you. mwah he kisses the palm of your hand. “u see what im saying??”

“whatever you say mister,” you hug his neck, “whatever floats your boat.” you creep your hand up his back under his sweater

“SOO Y/N!!” his posture straightens up.

whoops! ;)

???: is that jeongin with a ..girl?

im tweakin im geekin i cant say no 😓‼️🤦🙅 + dont mind thr dates / time i was 2 lazy to fix it

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[ofmermaidstories]

13, 16, and 23!

Also omg merm I read that…….. 20k review of Lightlark that u linked in an ask recently and goddamn. I am utterly fascinated and mourning the current state of the publishing industry 🫣

13. What is a subject matter that is incredibly difficult for you write about? What is easy?

Okay okay okay, like, here’s the thing: given enough incentive, I will happily ignore my own boundaries just to try something new. so if you were like, “Hey Merms, I bet you couldn’t write a Bakugou/Reader fic where Bakugou cheats on us and ALSO it ends with cannibalism” I would immediately rise to the defensive and be like, ok ur on. I would be incredibly unhappy doing it, and would do my best to try and make as many other people as possible unhappy too, LOL, but I would do it.

The problem is that it would make me miserable and peevish and depressed. Like, that would spill out from my writing time and I would go about the rest of my day—if not days—acting like I was the one who’d been cheated on and cannibalised, and simmering in that anger.

I like writing about intense things. I find it (relatively) easy to do. The difficult part is regulating how I feel about it afterwards, depending on what kind of intense it is. 🥹

(I do also wonder if this is an age thing, too. Like, When I was fifteen and a kissless virgin and writing fic, one of my most popular stories involved cheating. It was very melodramatic, and I would trot out the same trope/circumstances (our MC is cheated on by their beloved partner with someone said partner has history with) again and again over the next few years. I’ve never been cheated on! I mean, that I know of (🔪). But it was such an easy to-go for me, because it always meant instant emotional validation, right? Whereas now as an adult I prefer the relationships in my stories to either be the fun thing we’re chasing, or to be the supportive bedrock we need and NOT the source of angst, because if it’s going to hurt, then it needs to hurt in a im-going-to-cannibalise-you-and-then-kill-myself kinda way and not a we’re-gonna-break-up-and-you’re-gonna-be-a-jerk boring kinda way).

16. What’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever used as a bookmark?

A plate and it was one time and I was desperate (and in the kitchen).

23. Describe the physical environment in which you write. Be as detailed as possible. Tell me what’s around you as you work. Paint me a picture.

My desk is in the corner; it’s covered with letters and sketchbooks and magazines and I have four BNHA figures scattered around and one little Slyvanian baby in a blue duck costume and a ceramic jar that used to be an expensive candle that now holds a variety of lip balms and ibuprofen and also a random diamond ring that I don’t wear. I’m under a window—in the afternoon the light hits the wall and lights up my corner. Next to me I have a corkboard filled with cards and polaroids from and of my friends and also a bunch of postage stamps from Japan that I collected back when I was super into stationary.

But omg, pluvi, RE: Lightlark and the publishing industry—like, we all know that the publishing industry is there to make money, we get it. And I think that Alex Aster was probably, what, one of the first in that tiktok trend to be like, “would you read [insert tropes and Pinterest moodboard here]?” so I get it, on a purely business scale, why a publisher would swoop in and offer her money and then rush to get to get the book out. Like!!! Things and trends and interest move fast!!! You have to get that book into the hot lil hands of the teenage booktokers ASAP to make that 100k advance worth it.

But it’s so jarring to see in action! Because if Aster had an editor who cared, like, maybe a few of the bigger, more jarring problems would be tightened or changed. And idk, maybe it’s hypocritical to stand here in my un-beta’d, fanficy corner and be like, ���check yourself!!!!” but???????? I will always, always be more ruthless with a traditionally published piece of work because they simply have more resources to do better. They have more eyes on it (which means, theoretically, more helpful critiquing), they have the time to write it (theoretically thanks to that advance), like—there’s just more. I expect more because they have more in which to tell this story with. If you want my money (new paperback books in Australia are easily within the $18-$30 range depending on size and genre!!!) then you have to show me that you have cared enough about this product to make it satisfying to read.

[wrestlezon]

liveblog containment post for aew rampage 6/10/22

waow its eddie (vs hager...) here is a link to their intros. they did the "no time for intros on tv!!" thing eddie!!!!!!!!!!! kill this man ...............leg hold oh hes mad now. you chopped the wrong man hager is damp. i dont like this guy. boo hager NUT GRIP eddie that was great but: please grab literally anyone else's junk next time. thanks in advance >:( do NOT pin eddie excited for the hashtag ftretta match even tho i miss chuck severely im glad eddie pops his top down for us the viewers tho. dear chuck, please take some notes for when you return yaaaaaay eddie!!!!!!!!!!! because eddie won, i will not be mad.

oh. its a britt baker segment why is she butting into the toni storm thunder rosa thing... no.... please britt baker you SAID you'd CHILL. you'd let OTHERS have the SPOTLIGHT. you SAID THIS!!! really? would heel britt baker just go and do this? go on interviews and tell LIES?

this the show th' yall be waitin on adrenaline pumpin through yer chest this is make or break. my bones are made of stone so step inside the ring, im stompin through your soul this is rampage, screamin cause damage bump you with a vengeance... the finish to make you vanish boom boom boom boom sendin' back to the amateurs bringin back for a smackin' this a takedown (takedown) chyea ready for rampage this is rampage yeah uh this is rampage chyeah chyea this is rampage (lets go)

oh! ortiz video segment... buildup for that hair vs hair match

satnam singh finally in da ring! with uh. lethal those poor jobbers... tall man in da ring being tall uh huh. ok. well he was definitely in the ring and did moves

hookhausen segment! lmao. danhausen in the golf cart lmfao. hook in the. vehicle ok i love them. they are just two funny little rapscallions having fun

red velvet vs kris statlander!!! heel vs dark... kick ass, stat!!! aaaahhh!!! we love you omg. child sign HELL YEA STATLANDER COUNTER kill her stat!!!!!!!!!!!! murder!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! sorry velvet. youre up against kris statlander and i have allegiances climbing up the ring with velvet on her. just flipping velvet down. kris youre so strong catching velvet. big lift! kris statlander!!!!!!!!!!!!!! oh no!!! knee attacks!!! every time. we get got by the rampage commercial jumpscare big lift! corner fight!! what the! kicking out of statlander's big spinny move!! THE ROLLUP TO SUPLEX... TO BIG SLAM TO ANOTHER KICKOUT???????? aahhhhhh!!! what the heck!!!!! how many times must statlander fireman carry velvet before she wins nooooo!! knees to the back of the head! velvet doing cutter moves!!! face kicks!!!!!!!!!!!?????????? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA spinny kick: grabbed! statlander: yelling power punch! yay statlander wins NOOO BLUE KIERA ATTACKS...?? nooooo!!! violence!!!!! where is stats friends. where are her stable theres anna jay! no! theyre getting owned!! athena: to the rescue? lmfao WHAT THE!! INTERCEPTED BY EVERY OFFICIAL u_u i hope they get their revenge on the baddies someday

segment about the ethan page vs miro fight on wednesday! miro!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! oh no dan lambert alert -_- lmfao ok nevermind the camera zoomed in on ethan page and now hes off camera ethan page is cool and i like him. he has a hot bod AND charismas AND is good at talking. i wish he was not with dan lambert.

boom boom boom boom. send it back to the amateurs... this is rampage...

trent!!!!!!!!!!!! ftr!!!! backstage segment. uhh the other guys are there too ftr are so lmao @ this guy trent: yall hangin out with nerdasses

wednesdays gonna have some cool matches

oh! main event time! ftretta!!! vs aussie open! and ospreay trent and his goofy little waddle oh they too-slowed trent??? dont bully him i am missing the best friends. i am mourning. im bereft trents looking good btw. yeah i'll say it. hot a what. this is who i am now i say stuff like that. i talk about the hot men. can you believe that? its unbelievable. to just say that men are hot lmfao what is dax's little slaps here oh no! theyre beating up ftr! trents tagging himself in. is the bumpmaster going to be taking bumps oh hell!!! sick ddt from trent! he is just standing around while guys are fighting. shrug oh cool moonsault trent oh no! his ankle... no!!!!!!!!!!!!!! big corner kick from team njpw!!! look i know trent is just trent and thats ftr but could the enemy team not kill and then pin trent. please. for me and my poor heart theyre folding up trent into shapes. theyre putting him the corner and punching him. theyre chokeholding him!!! noooo trent!!! trent gets out! get em dax empire getting dismantled! triple suplex! four-- LMAO KICK TAG-IN? get em cash yesss i love tag team collab moves and ftr does them great oh no! now cash is getting murdered noooo dont pin cash!! noooooooo cutter finisher moves ! ftr do not lose against these bad guys who jump people in the middle of matches hurricarana! tagging trent in and he is on one leg. is this a good idea get em trent no his ddt got countered!! oh no!!! ospreay killing ftr NOT THE ROLL UP yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay trent got the big win! go trent woo

[booksweet]

YOU CALLED? IM HERE SWEET PEAAAAAAAAA. Sorry sorry i've been studying a lot since finals are around the corner and been practicing my instruments for college prep too! BUT HONEY BUBS DID YOU SEE THE LATEST SNK EP??? Spoiler but not rlly: I did NOT need to see a full size view of Zeke's ass like ooh my god 😭😭😭😭😭 That scene had me sobbing crying. How have you been? How's life and college and your bf, Nina, your aunt and everything else 💕💕🥺🥺💝💝💓💓💖 -cuddle anon

please, sweet angel, you came 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 * cries and sobs *

nahh, you don't need to apologize!! My finals are too on the corner–just now the sched got a little messed up because of covid– so I understand XD hope everything goes fine for you!! AND prep for college omg omg omg I'M CHEERING FOR U!!!

I haven't yet (hopefully I'll watch this week lol, I'll explain down there why) but I saw Zeke's ass HAHAHAHAHAHA mappa really gave us come cake 😭

quick explanation of what happened: we are fine, but mom got covid (no symptoms, thankfully), we are isolated (me,my bro and my father are negative) so no going out for a while for us (that's why I havent watched snk yet, me and my bf wanted to do it together with some good food loll but the worst is that my aunt passed away yesterday I until now I feel like it isn't real :') mourn is kinda hard for me so yeah I'm just going on

so far college is doing great! but with covid situation I'm worried about how I'll make it to the hospital to study and do my research projects, pandemic really messed up my major and I'm going to half of it with this... thing lol but I'm studying skhdkdhdks

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EPISODE SIX: “IF ONE MORE PERSON TRIES TO BUILD THE PEACE IN THIS HOUSE I'M GOING TO THROW THEM THROUGH THE CLOSEST POSSIBLE WINDOW” - ALIVIA HOH: SAMMY EVICTED: RANDY - 7 TO 4

So... as expected Ricky went and I'm in mourning. I love Ricky SOO much! with my WHOLE hort. Otherwise, this HoH comp is AWFUL, everyone is gonna be FIGHTING. For this week, I would like a Bryce/Jose HoH because I think I'd be safe and because they'd go after Blake/Alivia/Lynn. HOWEVER, then next week, I'd like Alivia to win HoH and get Randy out because I do NOT trust Randy. Basically, provided I can get past this week with all the messy twists... I feel cautiously optimistic? Like I'm playing both sides and hopefully that'll work to my advantage? Eek we will seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Another day another lost comp

SO, tea time with Ali! Except... not really. I'm literally about to set a BB Pokemon record because it is literally week 6 and I'm in 0 ALLIANCES. This is a MESSY MESS MESS. I wanna be in alliances, I want safety. Meanwhile, conspiracy corner... John was given the Jigglypuff, he didn't play it. The phrasing on the wiki & the posts were all.... off. I think Randy gave it to him, but I also feel like everything sketchy that happens is.... by Randy. Like I think Randy is the bot, and Randy is being this cracked mess... According to Sammy at least, the bot is now sending fake screenshots? WHAT KIND OF CRACKED JUJU IS THIS. I dont love this at all asjlkdfa In other news, Bryce & Jose _will_ be this season's F2 and I will not accept otherwise. Bryce is such a solid ally, like he is so sane, so nice, so good. Jose is the love of my life lkjafdsa, he is SO SWEET. like a good, wholesome boy right there is Jose. I LOVE THEM BOTH, THOSE ARE MY BOYS. I am a feminist, but I will convert to meninism if it means my faves make F2. ANYWHOMST. I love the hosts, Dennis added me to his Havana host chat and idk why he did that, since he _totally_ lays out his strategy in that... why did he do that, I am always booboo the fool but he can take that title from me for today. and thats how sue sees it, bye for now woooooooooooooooo!

I think I'm going home this week and I'm really worried. Like really worried, I've played badly and I'm now really expendable, and people are gonna send me home i literally spent a total of like 6 hours prepping for veto and I still screwed it up. I got 9 songs in like 7 minutes, but it took me like 30 more to find the last one ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh (unfaithful by rihanna will literally be my downfall). I'm really scared. I think I would have Autumn & Jose's votes, but against Ashvika I think thats when it dries up askjldfa. I'm really really scared, I'm not ready to go home, I am such a bad player :( I don't even feel like Bryce is in my corner anymore, and I think Autumn could keep Ashvika like except for Jose I feel so alone :( I love Jose so much, I'm so lucky to have him in this game with me, but I'm also so scared :( I'm not ready to go home :( But I've let myself down and played badly.

Can y'all believe my son Samuel future nominated me and I get to sit here in peace? Maybe we're related after all I'm so used to being nominated it doesn't even phase me. Like I forget that you can actually go home because I.... can't relate. People are freeeaaking the fuck out and I'm just chilling, knowing my ass is immune and that my silver power of veto will snatch wigs. So to pass the time I'm currently on call with my new alliance, Jose and Ali, and Ali is legit shitting himself I feel terrible. But like it's fine cause I pulled him off, he just doesn't know yet. I'm honestly just ecstatic that everyone I love is gonna be safe- me, Sammy, Ash, Ali, John. I really just need Jose to not get nominated and then this streak of ugly weeks will come to an end wooooo

im just... not a fan of ppl  SJDJHFSJDK everyone has such annoying ideas and im like... u do u but maybe dont!! Everyone keeps having opinions that are different than mine??? like cut it out. dennis cant literally do the bare minimum and not come across as sketchy for 1 second, and he also cant campaign to stay apparently??? hes a lot to deal with. and then randy is coming at me/sammy/zeezo and trying to seem smart for doing so, like wow you got us! go home maybe!! alivia has been very volatile all week and i have to deal with it. and ali is snapping because he thinks he would have gone home which i hope wouldnt have happened but i also dont know b/c theres an assumption that he isnt playing the game b/c hes vague and he might have went home because of it. but now he is being vague again and i think its prob b/c randy is campaigniing to him and trying to paint me/zeezo/sammy as a trio. when honestly we arent even.. theyre like a duo and im there!! also im a lynn warrior but we never talk so its awk. and also ali ratted to randy that if he wants to stay he needs LAB's vote and now alivia is mad he brought her name up and ugh ppl are doing so MUCH. also dennis just msg'd me like do i have ur vote?? who's voting me. MAYBE TALK TO PPL MORE AND NOT BE SKETCHY AND I WOULDNT HAVE TO BE THE MIDDLE MAN.

[ONE HOUR LATER]

omg..  i didnt mean those mean words. i love everyone in this cast. ali is so nice and trustworthy. alivia is feisty and full of energy, always keeping the game fun. dennis is actually like real fun to talk to and always feigns interest in w/e im saying (EXCEPT WHEN HE LIED ABOUT NOT HAVING LEGALLY BLONDE ON NETFLIX WHEN I KNOW HE DID). And randy has made this game so exciting!!!

[ONE HOUR LATER]

I TAKE BACK WHAT I SAID ABOUT ALI. HE IS FAKE FAKE FAKE SO FAKE FAKE FAKE. SAYS HE DOESNT KNOW WHOS HE VOTING AND CAMPAIGNS TO KEEP RANDY AND DUMB DUMB DUMB  JOSE FALLS FOR IT. IF RANDY STAYS IM SCREAMING

[30 MINUTES LATER]

i am so sad for randy he really wanted this and dennis is kind of ugh to work with but randy was just too scary. he had the best exit so far tho and ill miss him so much. ALI CHOKE AHAHHAHAHA YOU THOUGHT!! ALIGNING ALL THE FLOATERS NOPE!!! TRY AGAIN.  I LOVE ALI BUT I WAS LITERALLY SCREAMING B/C LIKE 5 MINUTES BEFORE THE VOTE ZEEZO IS LIKE DONT TELL ANYONE BUT ALI CONVINCED JOSE TO VOTE DENNIS OUT. SIDE NOTE i love john!!! he is so nice and ratted jose out like wig!!

woo okay soooo i haven’t been able to make one of these in awhile cause I’m on vacation so i apologize if this is long....so to sum up everything I won hoh with the help of zeezo and Bryce. I had to nom ali and ashvika because i knew it wouldn’t cause that much drama. Then....they both got taken off so I nommed Dennis and Randy. I wanted randy gone from the getgo because he is very smart and sneaky. I’m pretty sure he was behind the Nicolas Julia account as well which really made me upset. He also never responded to me but would tell ppl to pm him and yeah. Other than that, the conversations i did have with him were great, and he’s super nice and even made me the birthday video. I just wasn’t too close with him. I just made up a random excuse for Dennis because I had to hide the fact I’m in an alliance with Kat and Jose but also zeezo and Bryce. and alivia and John couldn’t have been nommed....so if i had to make another nomination it would’ve been Lynn and Bryce....so that would’ve been very very bad for me because like I’m also close to blake so i can’t nom him. Anyway randy was crying on call and it made me super super sad and i felt like a bad Person so i was like wow:/ I have to decide which alliance I’m gonna choose but it might be zeezo and Bryce because like Jose and Kat don’t tell me everything and don’t like agree with me about votes and i think ali autumn Jose and Kat voted Dennis. Idk I’m just so done haha 

if one more person tries to build the peace in this house i'm going to throw them through the closest possible window. i honestly feel like ali and dennis might have accidentally stumbled into the wrong game bc this is bb pokemon not whatever snowflake athena series you probably came from. i've tried to help ali throughout this game and explain to him that this isn't some summer camp where you braid each other's hair and make friendship bracelets but the kid just doesn't get it. i give up, and i think we need to focus on getting all the snowflakes and fatties out of this house as soon as possible. right now in the game i think that i might actually be in a pretty okay place. the house seems to be pretty divided vote after vote. there's the scammers, bryce, ashvika, sammy, and zeezo vs. the fatties: jose, john, ali, kat, and autumn. and as of now we outweigh the other house so we have a pretty good unofficially aligned group going here so hopefully we can keep that going!

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