#im like half joking but i feel like the reason this shit lives on like this is due in part to media proliferating it as Normal

[toytulini]

Media Depiction of bad things in fiction is not necessarily an endorsement but i think one i willstart #Cancelling for is depictions of neglectful pet care that is super common at least until hamster balls and fishbowls and critter trail things stopbeing fucking sold

[vitentia]

DEAR DIARY, DAY TWO OF HAVING A GIRLFRIEND….MIGHT DIE.

pairings ━━ jackson!ellie williams x reader

warnings ━━ tooth rotting fluff I fear

synopsis ━━ you like Ellie, ellie likes you, she grows enough tit to ask you out and surprise! you said yes! yet somehow you’re more nervous around your girlfriend than when she was your crush…AGH!

authors note ━━ did I go ghost for a year? yes. did I hear someone ask for more fluff/angst amidst freaktober on tumblr? also yes. I have come to provide🫡

IMPORTANT note — if you wanna request an Ellie or Abby fic, just pm me! I think coming up with all the fics on my own is the reason I burnt out but send me any ideas you have that aren’t smut bc I SUCK at writing that. Im also considering writing for arcane?? So yeah!

Cleaning horse shit isn’t the sexiest job in the world, which is why you were eternally grateful your girlfriend had been assigned to go on patrol with Tommy this morning. Even the thought of “your girlfriend” sent shivers down your spine and a red hot blush on your cheeks. You sniffled and wiped your cheek against your shoulder, conveniently the jacket your girlfriend, Ellie, had given you last night.

Again, you fought back a smile as the words “my girlfriend, ellie” popped into your head. Just 48 hours ago you were accepting the fact that you might have to yearn for the brunette from afar for the rest of your lives, and today you were biting your lips trying not to look too happy shoveling actual shit.

“Hey girlie!” Called out the man in charge, his big gut making it’s way into the shed before his head did as he leaned against his favorite horses stead. “You’ve been relieved. Tommy and Ellie are on their way back, just put the girls back where they belong and I’ll feed them, get it?”

“Got it.”

“Good.” He replied quickly before raising the pitch of his voice and cooing down at the large horse between his palms like a baby.

You snickered at his actions but couldn’t resist the speedy pace you walked at as you grabbed your hanging bag and ran towards the shed bathroom. As soon as you locked the door behind you, you immediately shoved off your almost knee length rubber boots and changed into your cutest (aka least creased) boots. Despite not having any perfume like they did back then, you did make sure to grab a special bar of soap before you left your house and scrubbed the lavender scent into your arms like your life depended on it. Looking in the dirty mirror, you tried to vaguely make out whether or not you looked presentable. You tried lowering the v-cut shirt you were wearing but immediately shook your head and decided against it.

Just as you were in between hyping yourself up and finding an escape route, the guards on top shouted out, stating that the doors were opening.

You were a nervous wreck. Constantly pushing your hair in front of your forehead and then behind your ear while simultaneously walking towards the front of Jackson where your girlfriend would be making an entrance.

With the sun beaming behind her head and shining her brown locks into a beautiful golden color, you had to raise your hand above your eyes to protect yourself. Has she always been this beautiful or are the God’s reminding me how perfect my girlfriend is?

“Millers! You’re back early.” A nearby card player called out, kicking his feet back against a wooden barrel with a cigarette hanging half out of his mouth.

“Yeah well, Ellie was killin’ them things left and right. Would’ve thought she had somewhere to be.” Tommy joked, sliding off his horse and giving you the reigns with a smile. For a second, your heart skipped a beat, believing she might’ve told him on their journey.

“Hey, if you’re a lousy shot, just say that.” Ellie teased him back with a shrug, remaining on her horse with no movement towards getting down. You looked up at her in confusion but as soon as your eyes connected, you immediately looked away, feeling your face burn.

“Yeah, next time I go out on patrol I know who to call.” The man chuckled

“Thank you, man.” Tommy beamed

“Not you, dipshit.”

You and Ellie let out a surprised cackle, and while you tried covering yours up with a cough as Tommy glared in your direction, Ellie couldn’t hold back her hearty laugh. She slapped her thigh and wiped an invisible tear from her eye as Tommy rambled on. While her uncle turned his anger to the card player, she caught your eye and motioned her head towards the stables.

“Lead the way.”

You nodded and lowered your gaze again, mentally freaking out as you guided Tommy’s horse back into her stable with Ellie following close behind on her own. Whilst you removed her gear gently, you could hear the clanging of Ellie following suit behind you. And when she finished, she simply watched you.

“You’re so gentle with them.” You jumped at her words, not expecting her to be so close as she leaned against the entrance of the stable. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.” She chuckled lightly.

“No, you’re good I, uh, I have this…idea that they’re so on edge from being outside that they can’t really tell when it’s time to relax and when it’s time to work. So I just try to make the transition easier, you know? No loud noises, extra treats, stuff like that..” You answered, giving the ol’ girl a nice rub on her sides.

Ellie hummed and leaned her body backwards, looking both ways to see if anyone was around before stepping into the stable you were in. Her steps were slow as she approached you and you resisted the urge to step away, not for any reason besides you literally thought you might combust being this close to her.

She stood in front of you, eyes staring deeply into yours while her hands remained at her sides. “I’ve been thinking about you all morning.” She said in a low voice.

“Really?”

“Of course.” Her head lowered to find your hands, she clasped both of your hands in both of hers as she admired you. “How could I not?”

Your mind was screaming, blaring alarms, and throwing burning papers in the air as the people in your head attempted to regulate…well everything.

You let out an airy chuckle and looked down bashfully. “Well, you’re lucky you didn’t see me an hour before.” She gave you a confused look, so you continued. “I was cleaning up after the horses.”

Ellie looked up at the ceiling and thought about the vagueness of your words before a smile grew on her cheeks. She lifted her hand to cup her cheek to look her in the eye. “I think you would’ve looked beautiful anyway.”

“Shoveling horse shit?” You snorted

She shrugged. “As long as it doesn’t get in your mouth, no harm, no foul, right?”

“Ewww!” You whined as Ellie laughed at your reaction. You shivered at the thought. “Too early.”

“Okay, okay, I get it.” She surrendered, admiring your entire face for a minute before looking behind her quickly. “Hey…” she whispered, almost nervous in a way.

“Hey.”

She moved closer to you, reaching up to stroke your cheek and hoping you wouldn’t notice the way her hand shook the entire way up. “Can I get a kiss?”

Your heart leaped. Your vocal chords were nowhere to found, so you attempted a simple nod. But Ellie smiled at you and shook her head.

“Can I hear you say it?”

You gulped. “Please kiss me, Ellie.”

With a wide smile, she leaned in and connected your lips so gently, you felt like you were being kissed by a fairy. She let you both grow comfortable in the kiss before pulling away lightly, giving you the same chance, and leaning in once more when you chased after her lips. The two of you remained in a tight embrace, neither pushing the others boundary too much but putting enough pressure to know she were there. For a minute, you forgot where you were.

“Hey girlie!” A voice boomed

The two of you pulled away in shock, looking between each other before you quickly looked around at your surroundings and hurriedly threw a brown bag in Ellie’s direction. She caught it in both arms before spinning around to face the burly old man who sauntered over.

“Williams. What are you doing in my shed?” He questioned her.

You popped out from the other side of the horse and patted her side. “Sorry, sir. She wanted to give the girls some treats for their hard work out there.”

He looked between you two suspiciously before crossing his arms over his chest and staring at Ellie with a look you couldn’t put your finger on. “So you’re the one who’s been sneaking my girls extra snacks, eh?”

Ellie’s mouth opened and closed for a second before sighing and handing him the bag as if she’d been caught. “Yep, it’s me. Sorry, man.”

He sucked his teeth and snatched the bag out of her hand, reaching inside to grab a red apple and bite into it. “You’re lucky you’ve saved my ass more times than I can count, Williams.” He pointed at her and then to you. “And you, stop bein’ so damn nice. Y’all are gonna fatten my horses up. Now, get.”

You and Ellie swiftly made your way out of the horse shed, walking side by side inconspicuously throughout Jackson. Your hands occasionally bumped each other and you both resisted the urge to grab it. Ellie, because she didn’t want her business out to the whole world, and you, because your hands were probably dripping from how sweaty they felt.

You’d never felt this nervous around anyone. The secrecy of your relationship made it all the more wild. And yeah, it would be nice for everyone to know that Ellie is yours.

It’s also just nice being able to tell yourself that Ellie fucking Williams is your girlfriend.

[spncvr]

waiting room | s. reid

summary: spencer can't seem to escape the girl in the waiting room

pairing: spencer reid x fem!reader

warnings: mentions of reid's addiction & tobias hankel, mentions of kidnapping and mass shootings (in, like, a joking way??) my terrible, terrible humour, ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE LMAO, this is deffo terrible, pls tell me if i missed anything!!

a/n: ok idk if i wanna continue this and make it a series so lmk lol (also im on writers block so i literally can't come up with SHIT)

SPENCER REID WAS a pessimist.

At least, that’s what he’d call himself. His colleague, Derek Morgan would most likely (and by most likely, he means, definitely already has) call him an overanalysing introvert. But in Spencer’s defense, there has never really been a good reason to go out and “live your life”. Consider this:

Go to the new coffee shop? Mass shooting.

Go to the mall? A child gets abducted.

Leave the apartment for a short while? A stalker finds out where he lives, kidnaps him in his sleep, and, in a nightmarish turn, auctions off his organs to the bidder in the black market.

Besides, his life isn’t some John Green book. There were no life-affirming adventures or poetic moments of self-discovery awaiting him. Carpe diem? A fanciful notion for others, but for him, not so much. Sorry, Mr. Keating.

Yet life—or more accurately, bureau protocol— had its own plans. Ever since the Tobias Hankel incident, a visit to the psychologist wasn’t just a request but rather (unfortunately for him) an order. Which meant, he’d have to risk his entire life to get up and walk for ten whole minutes just to sit and wait, in this glaringly bright waiting room, when he could have stayed at home and read the new books he’d gotten from his team as a get-well gift.

Speaking of which, why the gifts? He was fine. Physically, at least. But really, when have you ever seen get-well-soon cards in an asylum? Well, alright, maybe he was being a little bit dramatic. A visit to the psychologist doesn’t mean he’ll be institutionalised—but then again, Spencer Reid was never one to wear rose-tinted glasses. 

This is his third time in the waiting room, and she’s always there. He isn’t sure as to why she is, because, well, unlike himself, she was very clearly an optimist—and at least, from the looks of it, she hasn’t been kidnapped and drugged in the past month. But she's sitting there again, in the exact same chair for the past three weeks, along with a beacon of smiles where joy usually fears to trend. Maybe, he isn't as good of a profiler as he’d like to think he is.

“Dr. Reid?” the call of his name rips him out of his thoughts. He looks up to see the same kind woman he’s seen the past three weeks—not the one in the waiting room, no, he means his therapist.

Dr. Brown was easy to profile: She wore heels to make herself look taller, and she hated wearing glasses, apparent by how she would continuously place them atop her head instead of her nose. Her teeth were abnormally perfect, which meant, she’d had to wear braces when she was younger—which (from his humbling experience) means she wasn’t exactly the most popular at school. Perhaps, psychology felt appealing to her because she could help people like her. 

“How are you?” she asks, her pen clicking.

Usually, he’d offer her a meek shrug. The kind that could win awards for its commitment to non-commitment. Besides, he’s not one to talk about how he feels—there isn’t much to say, anyway. And let’s face it,  “How are you?” in the grand tapestry of human interaction is almost as genuine as a three-dollar bill. And, get this, the average person asks “How are you?” 6,739 times a year but only listens to the answer about half the time—well, okay, maybe those numbers might have been fabricated, but isn’t the sincerity behind the question also made up? But instead of telling her all this, he remembers what Hotch had told him, one, two, three weeks ago: that he ought to cooperate with Dr. Brown or the board won’t be happy. So, he kisses his teeth before he says:

“Fine. I’m fine.”

And the session went on.

PLS TELL ME IF I SHLD CONTIUE OR NOT LOLOLOL spam my inbox with ideas I BEG.

[mayearies]

✰ TASTE

‘you taste different, my love.’ -miles g. genre: fluff + suggestive

warnings: spanish (not sure if its accurate!), suggestive themes a/n: i forgot to put this in my notes so yall almost lost this one (idc if some of thr coloring is messed up im tired) (i write a lot of bold shit when im tired)

e42 miles was waiting for you to come back for your movie night. you were taking too long so he put on some random housewives show. he wasn't eager for you to get back, nor was he bored. this drama was actually entertaining.

—you came around the corner and leaned over the side of the couch to get a good look at his lightly freckled face. he didn't turn his attention towards you, but he knew you were there. "miless."

"mmm." "can i get a kiss?"

he looked at you with half lidded eyes and a playful smirk going against your cunning smile, "what makes you think you deserve one, ma? you did keep me waitin'."

you pouted. the reason you took so long was because you were preparing your hair for the hell of the night you would be in. it can't stay lookin' good for your man if you don't care for it properly. "this bonnet saves lives, y'know. it saves your life."

"you right. it saves me from seein' yo rabid racoon lookin' ass mornin' hair." "MILES-" "jokes. all jokes, mi princesa.♡"

he pulled you in from your chin into a quick kiss. but you tasted different to him. you tasted sweeter—more sugary. he licked his lips and squinted his eyes at the sight of your lips. "hm. hold on a sec."

he enveloped you into another kiss, but this one was slow and passionate. nothing new, but it did catch you by surprise. he didn't normally go back in for seconds like this so early. but what stunned you was him slipping his tounge into your mouth. making a small noise while doing so.

he felt eager to taste you for a reason that was unknown. it's like he was curious, even though you tasted relatively the same every time he kissed you. every cavern of your mouth was felt by him. he was somewhat ignoring the little noises you made from how rough he was being. then, he bit you softly before pulling away.

"you drank my coke, didn't you?"

still dazed from what happened, you asked him to repeat what he had asked. which he did, only that it sounded more irked than before. coming to your senses, your lips pressed into a fine line as you backed away slowly to which he followed you. "see, i was thirsty and i thought you wouldn't mi-"

“ay dios mio.”

✰ he would put you over his shoulder as you were a sack of potatos while playfully scolding you in spanish to his amusement. he loved teasing you to see your reactions, it was a hobby of his.

✰ he brought you to the couch. flopping you down as he laid on your chest, bringing the blanket up on both of you. this was also one of his hobbies—snuggling with you. his favorite by far. being close to you and feeling your heartbeat gave him comfort.

he booped your nose with his finger, making your face scrunch up. "y'know what this means, right? i get more cuddle time for goin' against me, princesa."

“yes, yes, i know.” “thank you my love. ♡”

© mayeluvsu

[lovebunnie]

“it’s not about canon fucking capital!” nandor spits in the air between them. guillermos jaw drops a bit, and it all starts to feel like a bit of a sick joke to nandor. its never easy, not with guillermo.

he shifts and narrows his eyes. “being a janitor had its good moments,” nandor admits. “i liked being the barrier between the cleanliness of productivity and the filth of failure. also those paper towels were very powerful, they didnt even leave any streakies!

“but…” nandor lets his shoulders drop and he suddenly cant look at guillermo. “being around humans all day is kind of shitty.”

guillermo huffs. “trust me, hanging around vampires all the time isnt all its cracked up to be either. ya know, i spent so many years cleaning up shit and say what you will about panera but atleast cleaning toilets there got me a free pastry-“

“why do you always leave me?”

it shocks them both into silence. guillermos jaw clicks shut while nandor hunches his shoulders, as though he could curl away from his own confession. he was literally commanding an army, but here was where words failed him.

guillermo swallows. “leave you? im right here.”

“no you are not,” nandor hisses. “you are with celeste and then you are with derrick and then it is freddie and laszlo and now you are with jordan.” he steps forward, which makes guilermo step back. conquering lands, even here and now.

“why must you always leave? why do you want to leave, and why do i want you to stay? it was not like this with other familiars, ill have you know!”

nandor thinks about all the snide comments made by laszlo and nadja over the years. their familiars were always easy come, easy go. but guillermo was always there. he would misplace an ugly sock or leave his toothbrush in the open.

guillermo has always been different. guillermo has always been the exception.

it makes all the leaving he does very painful. nandor doesnt know why.

“other familiars don’t pledge almost half their lives to one master,” guillermo counters. “other familiars wouldve left a long fucking time ago.”

it takes everything in nandor not to shudder at being referred to as master by guillermo. “i dont give a shit about other familiars. not even my own old familiars. they were just… blips in the radar.”

“and me?” guillermo whispers, finally reclaiming the ground covered by nandor and placing them almost chest to chest. “fifteen years for a vampire doesnt seem like much of anything.”

“you were my purpose, guillermo,” he says. “to make you into a fucking cool vampire. and then you decided it wasnt actually what you wanted and after that annoying ceremony that i put a lot of hard work into, you wanted to leave again. so now i have no familiar, no purpose because you are not a vampire. i have nothing.”

guillermo stays quiet for many seconds and nandor can see his eyebrows twitching in thought. it had been so long since nandor has stood this close to guillermo so if nothing else, the proximity was a nice touch

“my purpose was to be turned into a vampire, by you,” guillermo says. “and then i realized it would never happen unless i did something, so i did. but it doesnt change the fact that i spent so many years knowing that i…” he swallows and to nandors delight, his cheeks turn crimson under shitty lighting. “i was meant to be yours, turned by you.”

“you are driving me crazy,” nandor says quietly. “i do not know why you keep leaving me and why i care so much. you really hurt me, you know! every time you leave it hurts!”

“i know why i keep leaving,” guillermo says. “and i think i know why you want me to stay so bad. the reasons are pretty similar, if i had to guess.”

“tell me,” nandor growls, his hands coming up to grip guillermos biceps so that he cannot flee, not again. “tell me.”

with the same drive behind the words that would compel weaker men, guillermo looks up at him, and before nandor can even think about speaking again, guillermo surges up and crashes their lips together with his hands tangled in nandors hair and knocking the head piece off in the process.

before it can even begin, guillermo pulls away. he is panting and then pulling a vibrating telephone out of his pocket. nandor watches with blazing eyes

“its jordan…” he trails off, looking thoughtful while nandor feels murderous.

a small smile creeps onto his face as the still vibrating phone goes back into his pocket. “but I’ve got better things to do.”

guillermo smiles at nandor and for once, he looks settled, not ready to bolt. nandor knows the same expression is reflecting on his face as well.

as he makes his move towards a willing guillermo, he hopes the camera crew is more engrossed with whatever antics nadja and laszlo and colin robinson have gotten into.

[crushedsweets]

i am so so sorry for the sheer amount of headcanons i'm making you crank out, HOWEVER... i am so curious as to if you have any headcanons for nina and natalie as a duo. i love the way you perceive them and write them it genuinely makes me so happy

i had to doodle them . ok. lets go..

nat was one of the first people nina met from jeff, since she and jeff lived in the barn together.

nina thought nat was a lesbian when they first met . that is literally the only reason why she wasnt mad jeff was living with a woman.

although nina was like, one of the ONLY people to notice toby/nat tension and was sooo heartbroken when she realized they were never getting together..... but then was relieved they didnt get together when she got over jeff because 'well i can't be the only single one!'

again, natalie grew up with 0 girl friends, only hung out with her brother and boys. even after meeting the creeps, theyre still mostly guys. so she's just kinda really awkward and weird around girls. not in a like, 'oh girls r so annoying' way but like... she just doesnt know how to fit in. she just feels so different in the worst possible way and always has.

and nina is very girly, outgoing, touchy, friendly, cute, etc. so it was very like UMMM?!? idk. natalie kept snapping at her, assuming she was fake and weird and just trying to get something from nat, but nina was so persistent and just. friendly. it started making natalie feel warm.

nina's presence started to heal natalies inner little girl. she had it stolen from her time and time again, from her dad, her brother, her peers - the operator, too.

so the two are eventually actual friends. they'll text and play mobile phone games together. sometimes they'll just sit on call and nina will be talking her head off while nat does her own thing at home. one time nat was at tobys cabin and nina was talking about toby on speaker and toby walked in and was like 'hey nina' .... nina almost threw up she was so embarrassed.

nina loves visiting nats bar because everyone is always talking to nina and giving her attention and buying her drinks, and at first nat was irritated but it kinda got nat some better tips since the customers started realizing ninas her friend. so nat was pleased. LOL

nat was never the type to go shopping, but she'll follow nina around and sit while nina tries on clothes and carry around all her bags that she buys LOL... ninas made jokes about nat being boyfriend material and nat just flatout says smth about how nina should get over jeff cuz he would never.

nat is friends with jeff but she's oddly comfortable just telling nina that he's a piece of shit. and ninas always like NOOO U DONT GET IT U DONT SEE WHAT I DO and nats always just .. not... impressed..

nina's always inviting nat out to try new foods. nat grew up just eating bread and noodles with butter half the time so it's fun. nina always tries to pay bc 'well i invited you!!!'. sometimes toby tags along but he feels a way abt going in public places..

nina rarely visits jack cuz she has no reason to, but nat is friends with him so sometimes nina pops in and she's always like ^_^ HELLO TALL MYSTERIOUS SLIGHTLY MONSTEROUS MAN... <3... nat smacks the back of her head cuz she's being dumb and drooling over a bunch of rando freaks. ... . ok i love nina and she owes jeff nothing but she is def not loyal LOLLLL AND SHE HAS THE RIGHT TO FAWN OVER EVERYONE she's a fangirl at heart.

they watch a ton of shows together. nina got nat into horror kdrama stuff, but they have to watch in dub cuz nat cant read the subtitles fast enough . . . at first nina cringed but now she doesnt care.

nat's painted/drawn nina several times, and nina almost cries everytime. she's put the drawings up on her wall before but anytime nat's at her apartment, she takes it down bc 'i dont want my art on ur wall stop it' LOL... kinda rude but whatevs.

ugh theyre just so fucking cute guys im sorry i love them . holds them. brushes their hair.

[sweet-drmzzz]

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[lolmaddox]

I guess people liked it so heres part 2 but this time in Landos pov :)) enjoy

The stream is good fun and ginge keeps making him cry from laughter, so pulling an all nighter gaming sounds like a good idea.

Until he gets a text.

The last text he sent to Carlos was this morning when he got home from italy after the award ceremony. For some reason whenever they were on the same country a text was send letting the other know. That's something that never changed between them.

Now carlos was texting him to met up in half an hour.

Without thinking twice he sends a yes and ask for the spaniard to come to his place and carlos accepts before he can even close the chat. At least he seems as excited as Lando feels right now.

"You good there, mate?" Ginge asks finally getting his attention.

"Yeah, mega" he puts the phone down and Lando its almost surpised to still be streaming "im gonna go, its getting late"

"Surely not leaving me for a hot date"

"Are you jealous, baby?" He jokes and his phone pins with a new message. Shit. Carlos is watching his stream.

After he says his goodbyes and ends the stream Lando just sits there, still processing the fact that Carlos was watching him, seeing him tease ginge and fucking moan in front of twenty thousand people.

He hides the mess behind the closet door and jumps in the shower, he doesn't really need it but just thinking about hanging with Carlos after what he just did on stream has him restless. If he's honest with himself it also has a lot to do with his tiny box.

When he met Carlos that day at the mtc his world changed in more than one way. He started living his dream and what he thought he knew about himself changed, cause after just a month every dream was Carlos Sainz. His stupid big deep brown eyes and that long hair that always looked nice, even after a race wich to be honest was as annoying as hot. But things weren't as easy as a random crush, that was his teammate for the entire year. So he put all those feelings inside a box and pushed it far away, deep down in the dark. Trough the years it rattled and treatened to open whenever Carlos was overly friendly or too touchy to be just platonic, but Lando wasn't the best at social clues so it might as well have been him reading it wrong.

So Lando keeps the tiny box closed and secured.

He gets the notification that Carlos is here when he's fixing his hair, good enough.

Fit looks good, apartment is as clean as he could get it and the box is secured.

He needs to chill. It's just two mates hanging out on a random monday at midnight, just platonic, totally not a hot date as ginge said. Just mates.

There's a knock at the door and Landos heart races off his chest.

Totally chill.

Tiny box secured.

Just mates.

[mrstsung]

Hot take but i don't think mk12/mk1 will survive long enough to ever get "polished" to live up to it predecessors.

Wb is in the process of selling several branches of its gaming companies.

The dissatisfaction with mk12/mk1 is apparent. For various reasons but still dissatisfaction none the less.

People really think mk11 did worse is clearly gaslighting themselves into validating their poor purchases before the game could fully cook. Mk12/mk1 is clearly rushed. Even if you're not into fighting games,you can clearly see that.

Their pr and press doesn't really deliver and actually tell us anything. Practically hot air at this point. Disingenuous af. And empty promises.

Mk11 is by no means perfect. It had serious issues coming out and theb game devs struggled . But it had also a bigger budget,more time,and support. None the less.

Mk11 also had award winning actors and voice actors/actresses. That also helped their sales.

The story wasn't the best. Plotholes from hell. But it was fun and easy to follow. I would have to say that even non gamers would have fun. Because there's actually stuff to do. And you didn't have to wait for little pay off.

People complain about the grinding in mk11 but what are y'all playing for then?

Dont you want stuff to do in the game? Grinding how? The difficulty or the fact you gotta actually play a damn game and not "press x to win" ? Either way thisbis mortal kombat not some chill game like minecraft or animal crossing where you can turn off your brain and chill. Mortal kombat is a fighting game,fighting games have action,action is DOING SOMETHING! I can't believe i have to explain this but here we are.

Mk12/mk1 isn't doing good because it's a good game. No. It's barely scrapping by because nostalgia bait and clickbait. And by the time you realize that. Nrs already has your money and you get a box of air. Nothing but aesthetics,cosmetics,nothing useful. Peopel said the gameplay got better. But for what point? So we can play half baked versions of the characters that clearly nobody else actually bothered to research? New world ment new characters. And this feels more like taking what is and was and should be mk worlds. And wiping their ass with it and said "now fork over 100 bucks timmy"

Not even joking at this point.

Look mk11 for all its troubles in the beginning,it is nothing compared to the shitshow we have now.

The next game should do better than the last not the other eay around. But this keeps happening. A lot People wouldn't say the pervious games were better,if the new game was actually competent enough to stand on itself. It's going into its first year and people are already bored.

Why should mk12/mk1 be praised for mediocrity?

Honey nrs is giving you the bare minimum with this game. And people still wanna praise it.

Pffft.

What does it truly offer as a game that it's predecessors did not? Gimmicks and that shit doesn't count. What does it offer thats ACTUALLY DIFFERENT? Nothing.

Taking the same characters,same story,same crap,and changing genders,roles,and the integral parts of the lore. Doesn't make it a good game. Especially when it doesn't come from a place of genuine respect or care. They want you to buy shit. It's all about sale sale sale. Because they are not just money bankrupt but creatively so too.

I wouldn't mind mk12/mk1 if they actually had all and i mean ALL COMPLETELY NEW CHARACTERS. and fire god liu was put in an exposition role and not a playable character on the roster. Like raiden was long ago at some points. That would have been actually fitting. (My personal opinion but i like liu falling to the darkside so much and it's such a waste)

Again.

Mk11 had faults but at least im not bored to death.

[inkstainedhandswithrings]

S2 Ep14 of TBB Thoughts!!

oh frick, oh darn, oh heck

HOWZER HOWZER HOWZER HOWZER HOWZER HOWZER HOWZER HOWZER

I need to stop eating breakfast while I watch these eps, eventually im gonna gasp so hard I'll choke on some food (this is based on me almost choking on my food when HOWZER showed up)

So I knew Echo'd be in this one, but I was actually also a 100% Rex would be there too, so I was a little bummed about that? like why would they release Rex's poster now if he isn't gonna be in the ep? and like ik this is a show about the batch, so they wanna show off Echo and I love that for him bc I love Echo but like,,, Rex🥺 yanno?

that being said, Echo and his team infiltrating that ship, fcking GREGOR?? amazing, loving that shit, eating it up

another suicide? this is getting intense. like this season has given us deeply seeded political issues about clone rights, depictions of blood, brainwashing and two suicides?? like??? things are heating up, the writers are getting more real and I actually kinda,,, love that even though its intense

CROSS MY BOY🥺🥺🥺🥺

clone sipping coffee :)

ye :)

me @ howzer:

he knows someone, eh? THAT'LL BE MY MANS TECH :DDDD

ofc he snatched the gun, you rlly coulda seen that one coming dipstick

it struck me as really odd that Crosshair didn't shoot the female doctor. like the rest of the batch and most of the clones use stun guns ALL THE TIME whereas Crosshair has always shot to kill. again, "severe and unyielding", meaning he takes intense action, committing all the way all the while being so stubborn he hardly ever backs down. honestly, him sparing her is some serious character development. he recognised she was being kind to him and he decided that that was enough reason not to hurt her. either that, or he wanted to abuse her kindness later on

he never wanted to get out, he just wanted to warn his brothers, which is AGAIN SO DIFFERENT from the Cross we've gotten to know in these last two seasons. I actually don't think that's growth anymore. that's Crosshair standing by a choice that he knew was bad for far too long (SEVERE. AND. UNYIELDING.) and now finally admitting he was wrong and going back to what he always wanted and always knew to be right.

ALSO I JUST WITNESSED CROSSHAIR MISS A SHOT TWICE LIKE WTH??? THAT'S NEVER HAPPENED BEFORE

partially rebuilt Pabu :)))

Hunter being questioned abt being more than just a soldier lol

like sir, the answer is "I am dad, actually."

TECH AND OMEGA FLYING TOGETHER

CACKLING

HE ADJUSTED HIS GOGGLES TWICE IN LIKE 3 MINUTES

HE LOOKED LIKE HE WAS FEARING FOR HIS LIVE I AM DYING WITH LAUGHTER FCK

"Up. Up! Up, Omega, pull up!" <- im sorry but Tech's always been just,,, so cool in stressful situations, like almost dying, no biggie. falling out of the sky in a storage box and having a heavy object crush your leg, naaahh we got this. fcking staring a Zillo Beast dead in the eye as it growls at you, easy as pie. omega's flying? panic

"The Tech-Turn? really?" "Now that is not what it is called, but I rather like it. I suggest you proceed before I come to my sen-- AAAAAHHHH."

D Y I N G

did Echo only race Omega to torture Tech? yes, why do you ask?

okay listen I love him, but without his kama Echo looks half naked

TECH FCKING STUMBLING OUT THE SHIP I CAN'T

HUGGIES!!!! ECHO AND OMEGA HUGGIES!! :DDDDD

hmmm the summit huh??? interesting

Tech sounded so worried when he called Hunter over??? waaaaaahhh

Hemlock? more like Hemcock (yes I've been waiting a while to make that joke leave me alone)

YES CROSS IS WARNING YOU. NO HUNTER YOU CAN TRUST HIM GO AFTER HIM GO FIND YOUR BROTHER HE NEEDS YOUR HELP GODDAMN WAAAAAAAAAAAHGGH

Crosshair being offered his freedom and just stubbornly staring back? Severe and unyielding hero edition. I love him, Hunter go get him pls he needs you.

help why did this one feel so short

[i-love-dopamine]

this got long uhm talking about my mother under the cut

ik i make jokes about x thing being bad for my health but i am sure my mom isn't good for my health

ill feel so good for a whole week and start to feel like my relationship with my mom could work out when im an adult and then out of the blue ill get a little too comfortable and make a joke or a half joke (telling my grandma she doesn't know whats in my pants, saying hobie brown is a he/him lesbian, ect) and she'll get all pissy and be bigoted and lie her ass off

like just now i was talking to my mom about fictional characters, making jokes about getting attached to horror movie characters, etc etc, and it was starting to get back into banning shows i like territory because shes a control freak

i was trying to wrap it up on a positive note so we can all go to bed without headaches and made a joke about hobie brown being my wife (has made her laugh before) and she asked what he is. now this is an incredibly general term coming from my mother. does she mean queer? does she mean race? does she mean what animation style is he in? lets try something general. i told her hes *something* but im unsure what. she presses, asking again what is he. i make a joke about people headcanoning him as a he/him lesbian.

it goes down hill from here.

she says those two terms cannot co-exist. we walk onto the front porch, a sign we are about to have a Conversation.

i tell her no two people have the same concept of gender. she tells me that doesn't change the definition. i describe a trans guy who identifies as a lesbian. she tells me thats a woman. i tell her thats not- she cuts me off. she tells me we're all he/she amphibians who are fish and marry turtles. i grit my teeth, having initially thought her using that terminology was progress a month ago, and now seeing she uses it to disregard identity.

i explain that humans crave stability, having to reiterate multiple times, partially because her skull is thick and partially because she keeps interrupting me. i politely ask her to stop interrupting me and to let me get out an idea before she changes it.

i go into names, thinking she cares for them. she disregards most of it with the occasional "im pickin up what yer puttin down." I go into star signs, knowing she cares about those (she reminds me im a gemini so often its gotten a little dysphoric before.) Interrupted. Again.

she uses the term respect, a word I've grown to hate. my bones go into attack mode, and i still incredibly politely for the context explain i dislike the word and explain that love and human compassion is better. she agrees. we'll see if she was lying or not in the following month.

we reiterate that i dont feel like shes listening, and she reassures me in an un-assuring way that she does listen and that I've taught her things. i hope i can believe her.

i bring it back to stability and identity. after a minute of being interrupted more times than i can count with absolute gibberish about heaven and being an angel and identifying as a frog i ask her what she thinks of he/him lesbians again, praying to the lord above that if hes there to let her understand. she does not, furthur reasoning to my atheism.

more gibberish, and my dad shows up. my dad, while not tumblrina levels woke, is an incredibly smart person. at first hes been not the best in any term, but its been a couple years and hes gotten better. hes also, thankfully, delt with my mom for a couple decades. he starts tearing down my moms arguments at lightning speed, and my mother becomes irritated. fuck, i knew i probably wasn't making progress the way i was going but at least I wasn't worried shed go ape shit and take away my access to the real world. she calles the term unisex, i correct her to intersex only to be told i was wrong. so, she definitely hasn't been listening.

my dad and i both end up storming off to the living room. he gives me the run down of a new anime while i keep myself from crying. i go to bed and begin working on the words you're reading now. i hear my mother and dad argue over the same points i was making, with my dad on my side. all i hear is them calling me wise, my mom actually suggesting my phone is a good thing (HUGE progress.) My mother disagrees with something my dad says, and there's a brief conversation about Palestinians, probably referring to my earlier conversation with my dad.

anyway now im watching an anime w my dad and praying my mom doesn't start shit again •3•

[whumpshaped]

My new years resolution this year is to actually start writing my own stuff instead of just tossing prompts at you to see what you do with em.

With that in mind, do you think you could give me feedback on this trope? You're free to write something based off it as well, of course, and I'll definitely eat that shit up, but maybe just looking for feedback with get the gears going to produce something.

Thinking about characters A + B. They grow up together, the closest of friends. They do great things together, they create a legacy. But as time goes on, fame and fortune does something odd to character A. They become twisted, something quite unlike how they once were, some horrible thing eating them, mind and body and soul. This virus that eats at them begins to then eat at the ever present character B as well, who is faced with the awful decision of still supporting their friend and continuing this legacy, or separating themselves away even if the emotional attachment they have is more like an artery, and cutting it may feel fatal to them.

~𐂂

(Happy New Year, hope it's treating you well thus far! Sorry for always living in your inbox, lol)

BANGER new years resolution, 100% support!!!!! also please never apologise for living in my inbox. i have blankets and snacks here for a reason /j

it got long so putting it under a cut

ABOUT THE PROMPT...... AMAZING. first of all i always love life long friends being tested by fate. because theres so many things that can end/ruin a friendship! it can just be time, people changing, interests shifting and not aligning anymore, but it can be big arguments and big angst!!! and it's HORRID, it's like a breakup!

and because you were lifelong friends everyone is asking about it. B only ever appeared with A and vice versa, and now that they do their own stuff more and more often, everyone is staring and asking "wheres A?" and B just has to grit their teeth and be like "i dont know! im not their handler :)" and they try to make it sound like a joke but it comes out a little bitter.

people are looking at A and B's friendship and forming all these parasocial thoughts about them too. people think its the best friendship. most ideal. will last forever. they place both of them on a pedestal. they might not even realise how A is changing, or they might willfully ignore it because they also grew up with this friendship in a way, they grew up always seeing A and B together and they grew up seeing the two of them do great things.

and some people very much realise that A is changing. sometimes A is alone and does cruel things, and people wish B was there to stop them. why isnt B there? whats going on? but then sometimes B is there, and people see them turn a blind eye, people see B trying to intervene only half heartedly, and they dont understand. does B condone this? and B knows that A's change in behaviour reflects on them poorly, but what are they supposed to do? sever all ties with them? get into huge arguments in the middle of the street? theyre best friends. ..or they used to be. theyre best friends only in name anymore, only because B doesnt know what else to call their relationship, only because theyve never had to call it anything else for the past 30 years.

its uncharted territory, a life without A. its terrifying.

and if B does sever the ties, theyll have to learn to live without A. theyve never had to do that. they have to leave their legacy behind because its tied to A so closely, and now its tainted, and they cant bear to be recognised for it — but its not their choice. theyll forever be "A's best friend". a title once loving but now uttered with disgust because of A's actions. some people even detest them for severing ties, they think B shouldve stayed and helped A. how will A find their way back to being a good person now? without guidance? yet other people detest B for staying even as long as they had.

honestly, B probably changed a lot along with A while they stayed. they mightve tried to go along w it and act the same way, trying to repress the visceral disgust at their own actions. now theyre trying to make amends.

B has to start again. build their life from the ground up. leave the legacy behind. leave the memories behind. make new friends, create new memories, create a new legacy. will it corrupt their next best friend too? will it corrupt them this time? maybe a legacy is useless. maybe new friends are useless. maybe they should live as a recluse, with all the trust issues and social anxiety they now have.

and what about A? did they stop seeing B as a friend a while ago? are they just using B as a prop? are they just dragging B around everywhere because theyre getting increasingly suspicious that B might want to sever ties and leave?

or does it come entirely out of left field? because of course why would anyone want to leave them, theyre A, theyre awesome and perfect, theyre great. people would give an arm and a leg to be their friend.

does A resent B for displaying more morality? does A think its dumb? i imagine A constantly goes on these unhinged rants abt how heroes dont NEED morality, and theyre heroes now! theyre almost gods with that legacy theyre leaving behind.

when B tries to end the friendship quietly and sneak off, A latches on, sinks their claws in deeper. no one fucking leaves them. not on their watch. if it turns into a loud argument, A could get manipulative, blackmail B, say all the things thatd hurt them most because they have 30 years of data and information. or they might sever ties first before B has a chance, so they feel like the choice was theirs to make. but honestly they go through much the same experience. they snap at everyone who asks about B. theyre alone. theyre lonely. they get so much crueller.

eventually they cant refer back to the legacy anymore. no one cares. theyve changed too much. theyre barely the same person. its not their legacy anymore.

happy new year :)

[soupdeewoop]

Favorite lines from “The Secret of Us” 🌸

crossed lines, past lives, clear vision

held my breath for your reaction like the first time that we happened

we were fightin’ more than laughin’, black and blue, mm

fell hard then i lost your interest

all my friends they tried to stop me wanting you but i was never meant to listen, not until i found a reason

felt good about you til i didn't you felt nice for a bad decision felt good about you felt good about you

really got me thinkin, future plannin’ for no reason there were nights i skipped out sleepin’ cause of you and i had less than half of somethin’ what you gave was what i wanted til i realized i felt fuller without you

felt good about you til i didn't i felt good about you

look at me now said i wouldn't do it, but i hunted you down

you can just talk, and i'll stare at your mouth it could be bad, but i wanna find out

and i feel like i could die cause you're not here

god, im jumping in the deep end its more fun to swim in heard the risk is drownin’, but i'm gonna take it i'm gonna take it

isn't it fun? thinking im right when i'm probably wrong

you cant even speak but i think that its sweet yeah, i think that you're sweet

with the light on and you're not here

god, i'm actually invested haven't even met him

classic

i'm gonna bend ‘til i break  i wish you could hold me here, shakin’

why aren't you here in my bedroom? hopelessly boring without you

too soon to tell you "i love you" too soon to tell you "i love you"

wish that i was kidding i'm not, and i hate it

you're the risk, i'm gonna take it

i cut the rope and you fell from the tower i let it go for my peace of mind bit the bullet, it didn't hurt but i still hate the image of you kissing her chalk it up to "its all for the better"

are your conversations cool, like are you even interested? i know what you are, brighter than the stars tell me if she takes you far far enough away from all the baggage you've been carrying up another hill to all the girls who'll help you bury it they're just blowing smoke, i'll say what they won’t i know everything they don't

i sleep alone, im completely fine

if she's got a pulse, she meets your standards now? you feel nothing and yet you still let her

but i bet you're at her place right now you couldn't point her out in any crowd

and i find your books pretentious now at the time they'd fed the fantasy i was so impressed at your hotel took a drag and read aloud to me

and i bet you think about me now when you should be sleeping

and i know, i know, i know, i know and i know, i know, i (hey, hey, hey, hey) and i know, i know, i know, i know and i know, i (hey, hey, hey, hey) and i know, i know, i know, i know and i know, i know, i (hey, hey, hey) and i know, i know, i know, i know and i know, i

two augusts ago i told the truth, oh, but you didn't like it, you went home

i like to slam doors closed trust me, i know its always about me

two summers from now well have been talking, but not all that often, were cool now i'll be on a boat, you're on a plane going somewhere sane

and i'll have a drink wistfully lean out my window and watch the sun set on the lake it might not feel real, but it's okay, mh

cause that's just the way life goes i push my luck, it shows thankful you don't send someone to kill me

you were the best but you were the worst as sick as it sounds, i loved you first i was a dick, it is what it is a habit to kick, the age-old curse i tend to laugh whenever im sad stare at the crash, it actually works making amends, this shit never ends im wrong again, wrong again

the way life goes joyriding down our road lay on the horn to prove that it haunts me

hope that i don't, won't make it about me  i love you, im sorry

it felt just like a joke im sure you dont know were talkin’

i know your ghost i see her through the smoke

and if history’s clear, someone always ends up in ruins and what seemed like fate becomes "what the hell was i doin'?"

babylon lovers hangin’, lifetimes on a vine do you miss mine?

wonder if you regret the secret of us, us

it felt like somethin’ holy like souls pleadin, so it felt like what i've known you're twenty-nine years old so how can you be cold when i open my home?

give it ten months and you'll be past it (you'll be past it)

that night you were talkin’ false prophets and profits they makin’ the margins of poetry sonnets you never read upon it

the curse of a miracle, curse of an oracle youre incomparable, fuck it was chemical you (you) plus (plus) me (me) was

mistaken for strangers, no way in us, us the pain of the rain of the fain of us, us

the outline, well, sometimes do you miss us, us? (us, us, us) the best kind, well, sometimes do you miss us?

no, i know i'm a walking contradiction and it shows

and i've never craved someone's attention as much as yours, thought i should mention that

 i bet all my money that i will lose to you and hand you my life

dont love you yet, but probably will turn me into something tragic just for you, i let it happen

i lack context so i've made up all these lies it's the only thing that helps me sleep at night

and now i'm looking in the mirror you made me vain, i can't believe i have to be heard

here's to hoping you're worth all my time (ah, ah) i might barely know you, but still

you've turned all my skies to pouring rain locked me out the house again is this how you see me now? im reeling and i might break the windows, let myself back in lost it for a minute there get my shit together, its whatever, but i could die knowing that you're probably out somewhere while i'm in my underwear eating through my feelings, i'm still reeling, but its fin oh, thank god that you're not seeing this i'll spare you from everything if you would still have me, i'll be waiting all my life oh-oh

whatever, i let it happen whatever, i let it happen whatever, i let it happen i let it happen

i took a train to boston and i wanted to cry

i'll date for like a summer and i'll leave when i'm bored this train is full of strangers but i might like him more

when i left him there to feel it couldn't guess when i'd be leavin' for

no chance i waste my twenties on random men not one of them is cooler than all my friends

i feel like i'm home, there's a bar down the road i'm wasted with the sister of a boy that i met through someone back in college, she's a weird intellect she liked to tell the truth and she was harsh but direct her boyfriends all left, she had that effect

but that's just tough love and you're lucky to receive it, right?

i guess it's always funny until it's not

no, i'm not gonna miss the way he'd kick me in my bed while sleepin'

and i'm not gonna miss his old inflated ego, shallow thinking and i'm not gonna miss denying that i got my own damn reasons

not one of them is tougher than all my friends and i hate to leave him bleedin' but i know, know what i'm leavin' for

i swear to god, i haven't thought of you in ages

i understand, i changed your plans, i had to, baby

and i think that you earnestly have waited on apologies but i can't pretend that i'm sorry when i'm not sorry

so aren't you sad about the fact that you can't write me? i cheered the loudest for you when you won your trophies

and don't you feel alone at night or sorta kinda daily?

and we don't even know each other now and i'd blow all my plans if you'd meet me out

we could talk, we could get it, we could both calm down down (down, down)

it all changed for me and i told you (down) (down, down) you had the wrong idea about me (down) (down, down) and all i ever did was consider you (down) (down, down) until all i could do was consider me (down)

you don't know how to step outside yourself

you really thought you would get what you wanted (down) down, (down) down (down) down, (down) down 

you were the shoreline you were the crash and now i break

gave you i, gave you i, gave you i, gave you i

am i what you wanted? was i self-appointed?

all of my dark blue covered it for you but i'm just so embarrassed now

and you did all that i wouldn't do, erasing lines around us i held my head, i used to hold you, but now i'll walk around us and i can't lie and claim confused when i know just what happened you got bored, and i felt used, now i'm all sad about it

would it have killed you to explain that you weren't ready?

and, still, i gave you i, gave you i gave you i

my honest commitment i sat and listened i was your floorboard, holding it down

and could you not deny the truth? 'cause i know just what happened you got bored, and i felt used, now i'm all sad about it

when did you slip through my fingers, did i ever have you? was i just a placeholder to fill the hole inside you?

i held my head, i used to hold you but now i'll walk around us

and i won't lie and claim confused when i know just what happened

oh, you got bored, and i felt used, now i'm so sad about it

it's a normal thing to fall in love with movie stars when the lights are low and red at all their favorite bars

and the plotline was rare, swear i felt you right there maybe that was the beginning of our love affair

 did my pacing and reeling i even think it looked cute at times i know there's more than that feeling i didn't know it for most my life

you were great, what a show, but i don't recommend getting close, that's how it goes but i'll see you again

couldn't you go quiet? no one noticed, i did but i notice everything, so you're not different

i practice speeches in private i was impressed with my every line i think we call that performing that's not how i want to spend my life

getting close, should have known but i'll see you again

and you changed my life, but i guess i'll see ya 'cause it's over now, so i guess i'll see ya

he made you live out that nightmare and you nearly lost it you made a joke and you watched it go over his head

good luck, charlie i hope you're happy this isn't what you wanted you know that it's her or nothin'

you can go home at night and you might really not need her but you feel her everywhere, she is the love of your life

now it all comes down to you

good luck, charlie i hope you're happy

you openly admit you're far away from healing and i hate to pull the plug but i think i get your deal

you're the saddest, but a good kid almost loved you, but i didn't i could laugh now, how we tried to play those parts

and it's half of you that hurts sometimes, the half that i don't get i swear that i'm not mad at you, but i can't share your bed now

that you blew up on a tuesday how does pain taste when it melts into your tongue?

it's a pain that i caught you at a bad time it's a shame that i memorized your outline you were straight up with me, you were so kind but i knew what you knew, honey, great minds it was harsh 'cause i lost what i wanted i was brave when i kissed you in london we're collateral here, man, we got hit hope you find somewhere safe for your baggage every page that i wrote, you were on it feel you deep in my bones, you're the current and i showed no restraint, it was something i was scared until you made me love it

chances are i'll be here, we could share a lifeline if you feel like fallin', catch me on the way down

never been less empty, all i feel is free now

smoky, dark, crowded room, i need nothing under pink light in june (ah-ah-ah)

i burn for you and you don't even know my name if you asked me to i'd give up everything

break my heart and start a fire, you got me overnight

(just let me be) oh, close to you, close to you, close to you

you pull me in and touch my neck, and now i'm dying

you should be mine for life, i'll be signing every dotted line (ah-ah-ah)

chemical override, ultraviolet you could be mine tonight

pull the trigger on the gun i gave you when we met i wanna be close to you

just let me be close to you, close to you, close to you

[winwintea]

okay since tumblr is being a bitch and hates me i will resend what i sent because fuck tumblr j’m stronger an di will copy it so if it doesn’t reach you i don’t write it again okay anyways

so it is not like i SHIP SHIP them like it is just fun and game yk? Me and my friends think like this like we make stupid ships and it becomes an inside joke😭 like once we put all our ults together and made them in one school with personalities beef gangs like it is so fun and we also made couples😭😭 it is so random but here are the ships we amde so far for this universe😭

karina and mingi- it is sooo random but it is the fashion it couple in school theyvare chill with each other if you are with them believe ne you are third wheeling mingi is so head over heels for karina like she is a queen to him yk what i’m sayin’? Like everyone loves them and they are so popular🤭

sunghoon and lia -also random but the calm smarty pants couple they are always in the library studying and always matching sweaters somehow and honestly no one has ever had beef with them they are in their own world

jay and mina - yk this wasn’t even planned😭😭 it was a joke jay being an english teacher and mina is also an English teacher then BOOM 💥 they become a couple and they are even married they are living happily all the students love them🎀

jiji- this was the first one and it has a long lore for some reason😭 like at first they were friends because their mutual friends (heeseung-sunghoon-intak-wonbin-sion) introduced them to each other and they got soo clos ethey always hang out rumors were always around the school that they are dating but nothing is true they are just close then one day someone spreads a rumor that heeseung and jiung are dating and jisung gets this weird feeling he doesn’t know if it’s jealousy or what it was anyways heeseung denied it everyone is okay but then one day jiung and jisung were hanging out in jisung’s house and then in the heat of the moment it just happens they kiss… and both of them gets so freaked out jiung quickly leaves and it becomes awkward their friends notice and yk jisung says to sion the famous lie “my friend kissed his other friend who is the same gender as him”😭😭 anyways intak who jiung talked to with the same lie and sion talked it out with jiung and jisung telling them that “if it feels right then just let it” -p1harmony fall in love again and then they realize they have actual feelings for ecahother THEN YAYY THEY ARE TOGETHER🎀🎀🎀

THAT WAS LONG😭😭😭 that’s not even the jiji fanfic i will send another ask about the fanfic💗

SORRY I COULD NOT RESPOND TO THIS BEFORE I LEFT IM HERE THOUGH!!! i saw the notif appear but the ship had already left

kpop idol universe 😂😂 honestly my take on shipping idols is like fine if it's just for like brainrot stuff you've described or even some fanfiction, but there obviously is a hard limit on the extent that shipping idols goes to.

obviously the whole norenmin thing is crazy and i'll never forgive nomin shippers for taking shit so seriously and bullying tf out of renjun like. why are we being serious?

we also have to remember that these are real people and not fictional characters (kpop is not jjk guys! they're real people!!) if your shipping interferes with the lives of actual members then you're doing something terrible. (make them uncomfortable basically i know some idols play into it for fun)

but i don't feel like we should stop the shipping mentality at times, bc it actually can have some benefits in the same way that it harms? fans having an open mind and not starting a parasocial relationship with idols can be a good thing, aka dating scandals aren't such a big fucking deal anymore (f those karina stans...)

half of the reason why i create random ships in my smaus bc first of all its fanfiction... second of all it's to create an open mind for readers!

but i love your ships they're so random and funny and well thought out i like it!

jiji is so cute, i've literally never seen them react. it'd be cute to see them interact though, two little introverts. the intj/infp interaction would be so cute i absolutely love the dynamic. jisung's such a big mystery half of the time and doesn't say much, and jiung would definitely be extremely extremely attentive and understanding, and fully depicting jisung's character that the two would make an extremely good pairing i think? it's cute i like the idea!

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I mean, you've got people in your responses literally proving my point by making excuse for why jk gives back half the energy that he gets from tae so you guys know what im saying is true in that something is legit coming off as one sided here and that jk isn't responding in kind and rather than admit it, you'd all still rather sit there and push the idea that it's just tae being over eager, clingly and bold while jk is undermining him and playing everything down to protect his own feelings. Like wtf kind of healthy relationship is that supposed to be?

And if you really think that jks cold ass response to tae's appearance and the sniping over the editing comment plus the implication about tae taking the tone from serious to not serious about music just by being there after he cracked the same kind of comment in the same kind of tone the other day on the live was a 'joke' then I have a bridge to sell you.

Jk has literally outright said that he keeps an eye on what's being said on social media and he's still pulling this kind of shit in the year 2023.

You know the real reason why none of the other members got called out for appearing on each others eps? because none of them had another member literally sit there and tell them to haul ass outta there.

I don't know wtf his problem suddenly is with tae but it's becoming increasingly obvious to ppl that he has one.

Y'all can say whatever shit you want about what I'm saying but I'm legit in that I still ship the possibility of this couple so I know that its gotta be niggling at some of y'all too how much tae is trying his best and getting stonewalled in response. The only reason is bugs me so much in the first place is because that's supposed to be his man (and i believe he is) but he's not moving like it at all and then clowns on the timeline are like 'aww, kekeke, how cute' over his shitty, dismissive and thoughtless behavior.

What do ppl want from jk? How about to not be so obviously bored, bothered and bitchy whenever tae tries to do something nice for him? How about he actually considers the shit he's reading on socials and stops laying bait traps for his psycho stans to jump on? How about he stops echoing and implying the same rhetoric that tae antis are peddling to accuse him of being everything from an attention seeker to a stalker? Like when Tae simply mentioned he liked the idea of doing a live with jk in response to an army and jk in his own live still interpreted it in a way that implied he felt like tae was just talking about it for clout and that's why he hadn't mentioned it to him.

Deny it all you want but lately his ass has been playing hot and cold when it comes to taehyung which is fine if he'd stop setting him up so damn much.

Alright anon, I was seriously about to block you last night, and I absolutely will if you come to my blog again with an attitude to this. I'll go through your ask a bit to point out my problems with things like this.

I mean, you've got people in your responses literally proving my point by making excuse for why jk gives back half the energy that he gets from tae

It's not excuses anon, it's what is normal and logical. You are the one making up a harmfull narrative here. Our responses to your (idiotic) misrepresentations of moments are because you are the one mistaken here, and it's just obvious to us that you are.

so you guys know what im saying is true in that something is legit coming off as one sided here and that jk isn't responding in kind and rather than admit it,

Please don't tell me what I think, if anything I make no secret of my thoughts on here, so this is quite insulting on many fronts. It will get you blocked if repeated.

push the idea that it's just tae being over eager, clingly and bold while jk is undermining him and playing everything down to protect his own feelings. Like wtf kind of healthy relationship is that supposed to be?

Absolutely not! Tae is not being over eager, or over clingy, he's just being Tae. Jk is not undermining him or playing anything down. Your lack of understanding of human interactions is not a base for me to believe otherwise.

And if you really think that jks cold ass response to tae's appearance and the sniping over the editing comment plus the implication about tae taking the tone from serious to not serious about music just by being there after he cracked the same kind of comment in the same kind of tone the other day on the live was a 'joke' then I have a bridge to sell you.

Again, severe lack of understanding human interactions. Like... I cannot even begin to tell you all the ways you are wrong (I could actually, just don't feel like it on the base of your ask) (am I still in drama mode... yes, yes I am). Jk's cold ass response... seriously 😂🙄.

Jk has literally outright said that he keeps an eye on what's being said on social media and he's still pulling this kind of shit in the year 2023.

Unsure what this has to do with anything, no.. don't enlighten me, I'm sure I'll still disagree.

You know the real reason why none of the other members got called out for appearing on each others eps? because none of them had another member literally sit there and tell them to haul ass outta there.

Wait, I know another reason 🙋‍♀️... could it possibly be just because it's... TAEKOOK together? Like surely it's not a surprise that people react to Jk and Tae taekooking on main.

I don't know wtf his problem suddenly is with tae but it's becoming increasingly obvious to ppl that he has one.

Yeah that's not legit either, the problem is people like you! People like that awfull taennieisaflop account who uses people like you to get a thrill out of fandom. You don't think for yourself anon, you go along with what excites you most. Maybe you've never fully warmed to Jk, who knows... but Jk does not suddenly have a problem with Tae.. You, and other's like you, suddenly have a problem with Jk. This... is Tae and Jk right now:

I still ship the possibility of this couple

What the flip does that even mean? How do you ship a possibility?

so I know that its gotta be niggling at some of y'all too how much tae is trying his best and getting stonewalled in response.

Not me.. so go and send this to someone who does and wallow about it together please!

tae is trying his best and getting stonewalled in response.

Where on earth do you get the idea that Tae is trying to what... out them, go public, get Jk to react? Tae is just being Tae. Tae has always talked about Jk.

The only reason is bugs me so much in the first place is because that's supposed to be his man (and i believe he is) but he's not moving like it at all and then clowns on the timeline are like 'aww, kekeke, how cute' over his shitty, dismissive and thoughtless behavior.

No that is not your only reason, your reason (the main one I think) is that you are unsatisfied. You want more from them than you get. Well surprise surprise... you will never get that much. You are not concerned for Tae, because Tae's behavior towards Jk would have reassured you that things are alright between them. Your need for public reassurance of their relationship is unjustified.

What do ppl want from jk? How about to not be so obviously bored, bothered and bitchy whenever tae tries to do something nice for him?

Again, oddly concerning lack of understanding of human behavior from your part.

How about he actually considers the shit he's reading on socials and stops laying bait traps for his psycho stans to jump on? How about he stops echoing and implying the same rhetoric that tae antis are peddling to accuse him of being everything from an attention seeker to a stalker? Like when Tae simply mentioned he liked the idea of doing a live with jk in response to an army and jk in his own live still interpreted it in a way that implied he felt like tae was just talking about it for clout and that's why he hadn't mentioned it to him.

Weird as f*ck anon! Seriously, you don't understand Jk at all.

Deny it all you want but lately his ass has been playing hot and cold when it comes to taehyung which is fine if he'd stop setting him up so damn much.

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for some reason I feel like queerness and gender in the briar valley are as casual as the weather. Like fae are more accepting and normal with it then humans,

idk this just stemmed from me having the thought of telling malleus how hard it was to come out and he blinks like ‘…is it not normal??’ Like yeah he understands how it would have been but like… huh??

why am i saying this? Idk I think it’s funny for fae to dance around no matter what, oh? You identify as a woman now? ok cool let’s go perform evil little spells now

FUCK YES. based as hell ^^

you go up to lilia, telling him you're queer and he's like

"hi queer . . . im lilia."

and then he hysterically laughs at his own joke (that he probably uses on silver 24/7) and you stand there deadpan like 🧍 and then y'all go do some defense magic and shit. considering fae live so long i think they'd be more tolerant too about that kinda stuff because damn, what even is the point discriminating when you could be cooking inedible stuff together and poisoing half NRC's tastebuds during the culinary crucible?