#im so tired rn I cannot go over again and reread it

[your-funky-human-companion]

officially deleting my duolingo account because

as some of you know, duolingo has converted to mostly AI, which means they laid off a vast majority of their workers. I'm fine with that as long as they gave them the right amount of time to find another job (I don't know if they did) AND their AI is actually accurate

I'm a beginning Spanish learner with missing knowledge I'm in Spanish 3 honors (with an embarrassing 9 years in learning the language) and I suck ass, but even I noticed how inaccurate Duolingo is

It doesn't teach very well. It has one huge unit that didn't teach me well and if I had a question it had no way for me to find an answer for it. It was just memorize. and memorizing a whole language with no reason behind it is impossible

again with the learning thing, it used hearts as a way for people to give them more money. a non payed for account gives you 5 hearts, gaining one heart every 2 hours which one is not very friendly to students who may not be able to pay and 2, after only one mistake they would just drop a heart and move on. was there a way to figure out what you got wrong? Yes, they would tell you the answer, but there are so many different answers in a language that it's so unfair. and also once you've dropped 5 hearts they immediately kick you out of the lesson without knowing what you did wrong that time. Yes, there was a way to gain back those hearts other than waiting 2 hours but you had to complete another lesson which most of the time didn't even revolve around what the original lesson were working on had or your mistakes.

For all you guys that want to delete but can't find another good, free site, I've found one called Wlingua.

It goes through each lesson slowly and simplistically in a way that really really helps you memorize everything quickly. It has both of the 2nd and 4th reasons while also giving people a whole other advantage to people who pay. It's really good, I don't even pay, and the only difficult thing about it is that if you speak english and learning spanish in particular then you have to scroll down past the first link that pops up on google to where it says "Wlingua — Spanish"

the only other downside to it is that it has limited languages compared to Duolingo. I'll post what they have down below:

this and Spanish

[faunusrights]

OFFAL HUNT REMASTERED LIVEBLOG // CHAPTER 19

IN THIS EPISODE OF MURPHY IS SCREAMING, CONSTANTLY, TRAPPED IN THEIR PERFECT NIGHTMARE:

Glynda was saying: “I know we aren’t friends. I know we aren’t partners. I know you’re a criminal. But—I think I can trust you. I think I have to trust you, even if you’ve done awful things before.”

EVERYTHING GOES WRONG BUT LIKE SOMEHOW WORSE THAN EVER? LIKE A WHOLE NEW BRAND OF LOW. LIKE CINDER’S GOT A PICKAXE AND THE CENTRE OF THE PLANET CALLS FOR AID.

IT’S BEEN A WHILE HUH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but dw offal hunt, like the rising of the sun, the arrival of winter, and the eventual downfall of capitalism, always returns. so lets go.

(i just quickly reread chapter 18 liveblog to remember what happened and Ah Yes I Remember Now. The Suppressed Memories)

The place was emptier without Glynda. Quieter.

/gunshot oh we’re in danger right out of the gate huh? we got some yearning right out here? right now? how quickly the turn do tables.

Cinder appraised her work, holding the beige coat up to the light and squinting.

man i forgot. i FORGET. how much i just love cinder in this fic. sometimes she kinda zones to the back of my mind where she sits waiting for me to start thinking about her again, but now i remember that this cinder is Peaque. look at her GO, minding her own BUSINESS. im proud of her. does she know i love her.

It didn’t take long to don her new, fire-proofed clothes.

in another world, in a more comical plot, she used asbestos. it didnt go well.

The subtle warmth of the Dust teased tension from Cinder’s stiff muscles, even as she marvelled at the strangeness of her own bedroom’s space. It seemed bigger now than it had the last two nights.

h

She chose not to dwell on it.

h

i choose to dwell on it! ME!!!! I CHOOSE TO DWELL ON IT. HEY CINDER WHAT THIS GAY SHIT. hello. ma’am. can we look deeper into this. i, for one, would like to, and i, for one, think its of value to think abt this. that said, small segue

Quietly, Cinder murmured, “I didn’t freak out.”

THE FACT SHE SAYS IT ALOUD LIKE EM AND MERC CAN HEEEEEEAR HEEEEEEEER i am. INFATUATED with this family. cant wait for the 100k spinoff thats basically an elongated beach episode where they go to like. alton towers. or butlins. six flags??? thats a thing in america right??? anyway. beach episode. call me. (wink wink nudge nudge push push shove shove)

 We had to stop back in because Merc left his favorite binder, and it was 2 in the morning, so it was easier to crash here for the night than mess with the ship’s autopilot.

them,,, THEM!!!! mercury is just a son and childe. thast it. he canot change this. i love these kids so much i am SHAKING THE MONITOR RN!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAA

Stuck here in one of the homes they’d shared, Cinder missed them terribly. Missed the sound of their voices and the easy comfort of their presence. Finding the time to contact them had been difficult, between managing Glynda and Hati both, but Glynda was gone, and she’d sent Hati onwards to Atlas. She remembered her call with Emerald, before arriving in Umbraroot; she knew it had not soothed her or her fears.

im sorry was this chapter targeted at me, specifically, as a human being on planet earth? GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE THIS FAMILY!!!!!!!!! THIS WONKY OLD BANDAGED UP FAMILY UNIT!!!!!!!!!!!!! i thrive every time they are mentioned on the page. it is a blessing. my succulents grow stronger each time they show up.

“No,” Cinder argued softly, “I had to. Mercury, you deserve to hear it from me as well. I am sorry. And I am promising you: I’ll come back.”

For a long, heart-wrenching moment, he was completely quiet. It was good that Cinder was alone in the apartment; laying herself bare like this would be unbearable with an audience.

GODDDDDDDDDDD AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

i am OBSESSED WITH THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IM GOING TO BE THINKING ABOUT THIS UNTIL I D I E. of all thing the remaster does better than og, this is just. SPEEDING AHEAD. this whole CONFLICT this whole MESS just makes everything so much RICHER its like when u splash some wine in yr fancy food or stick some cinnamon on yr favourite desserts u dont NEED TO but it adds that lil SOMETHING,,, that little KICK that just ties the flavour profile together and in this case ofgughugguhu it just GIVES SO MUCH. im making SNOW ANGELS in the WORDS on the PAGE.

“Mercury. If I could prove it to you, I would. But you have to—trust me. For just a while longer.”

“It’s getting harder,” he said. He didn’t sound like he was lying just to hurt her. That wasn’t spite. That was honest anger. And it made her feel like dirt.

im less picking these for specific instances of like, things i want to say, but more just because bits of this r rly just so /chef kiss. cinder has these.... endearingly (take that whichever way u like) human qualities in OG to rly make u realise she had ties to add to her #Doubt but the remaster is just AMPING it up and u FEEL IT and ive never been more SYMPATHETIC to a round-faced sinnamon bun of assholery and fire id DIE for cinder fall and this is a fact PUT IT ON MY GRAVESTONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“Is there anything you need?” What was this? Cinder could barely focus on her words. It felt like... “Anything? At all?”

“We’re fine.”

“Mercury, wait please—” She was losing him. “I think—”

“Just hurry up.”

The line went dead.

this place is not a place of honor.................. no highly esteemed deed is commemorated here........................ nothing valued is here................ IM DYING

Cinder began to type out her response, and that was when the nausea really kicked in. 

[...] 

She recognized this now.

Glynda.

stress stress stress stress STRESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

There shouldn’t be anybody. Cinder had done everything in her power to cut Glynda from people who would interfere. To isolate her. Make it easier to bring her to Atlas, to the frozen north, to her mother and the machine…

Cinder’s esophagus quivered; furiously, she shut her eyes and thought of nothing.

god cinder don’t remind me that you’re an asshole and dipshit and also a moron im trying to be NICE and CARE ABT YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! STOP REMINDING ME YOU’RE A PIECE OF SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

FOR FIVE MINUTES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The front door clicked open.

Cinder couldn’t have said how much time had passed, only that it had passed slowly. What she did know was that it was Glynda returning, the sensation of boils bursting wafting off her soul. It crawled over Cinder’s flesh. She curled in on herself.

There were mites under every nailbed. Salt in her weeping mouth.

offal hunt’s brilliant use of this horror aspect is something i have tried previously to emulate and here’s a fact, take it from me: that shit is HARD. offal hunt consistently able to whack those real nasty, really Disgusting vibes on the head EVERY TIME is a work of art. i mean, kc and diesel do not fuck around, and therefore i am NOT surprised, but it’s only when u try this shit yourself that you realise: this is hard! this is difficult! it’s a huge testament to how GOOD this fic is in every way. also this whole fucking body horror aspect is something i didnt know this fic needed, but it did, and here we are. 

Thickly: “Things were going okay. If you hadn’t gotten nasty, I might have smoothed things over. I could have fixed things with my son.”

with my son

with my son

with my son

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I CANT TAKE IT EVERY TIME ITS TOO MUCH FOR TO BEAR I CANNOT HANDLE IT I CANNOT STAND IT ITS LIKE BEING SHOT JUST DIRECTLY IN MY DICK

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

im like sweating rn

Glynda said, “I’m scared.”

“Why?”

“I don’t want to tell you.”

I SAID IM SWEATING

Glynda asked, “Are you lying to me?”

And Cinder said, “What?”

“About me. About Witches. About Ozpin—” Cinder’s guts went sour. “—About anything. I need to know if I can trust you.”

I SAID I! AM! S W E A T I N G

“I know you’ve lied to people. Hurt people.”

Adrenaline and the image of her kids’ faces behind her eyes made a potent, sick cocktail. “—Not. Now.”

so lets like double back to when i said hey was this chapter written to target me specifically and as it turns out, yes. yes it was. yes it was and as MUCH AS I AM LIVING FOR THIS MOMENT THIS SWEET BUILDUP THE EXPLOSION AND THE CRATER IT ALL LEAVES BEHIND

I

AM

so this next bit is like. i cant really quote one section but as i was saying in Vague DMs, this whole bit feels like wading through mud. usually if you say something consumes energy to Read it’s in a Bad Way when yr bored but this is more like. you Feel cinder all over everything feels so sluggish and it’s like dragging your own corpse around as you try and leave and you’re TIRED and your LEGS HURT and you’re kinda thinking god what if i just fell face down for just a moment of my LIFE.

The putrid weight of Glynda’s soul filled the room until there was no space left for her.

it’s like being trapped in a sauna, like getting stuck in a humid waiting room. where do you GO. what do you DO. god this whole section is fantastic and offal hunt NEVER fails to fucking nail the Vibes but reading it is HARD. i literally keep having to stop and breathe like ive been holding my breath. jesus h christ.

a small intermission for a mood:

“Get fucked.”

back to regularly scheduled hell

Out of the bedroom. Down the hall. The walls were sweating with heat. She tasted smoke. 

i love that i just said how i feel like im trapped in a sauna and it turns out: thats because me and cinder both, baybee!!!! hahahaha help

Glynda’s soul chewed her to the marrow. “Move, Glynda.” 

cinder being hunted at the start of this fic: teehee! im running away! now im gonna getcha! heehee! arent i clever :) cinder being hunted now: this uh. this blows, actually,

Cinder’s pulse roared in her ears. Her hands twitched. She smelled Ochre Brown’s round face melting off. His wide smile shattered with each of his teeth, going black and popping like corn.

this chapter is probably my favourite so far for this blending of so many elements. i cant even begin to like. THINK STRAIGHT about how all of this is tying together. the lore. the THEMATICS. like i said this character rly is just Rich with what og lacked and oh is it RICH. im gonna read this chapter in future and see so much that i know ive already missed. holy shit.

“Ms. Fall,” she said. “The White Fang requires your presence immediately.”

NOT NOW

Cinder stood there looking at it for a moment. Her thoughts were slow. Copper-tinged. Something small and indulgent whispered to her through the blood-fog.

It was obvious enough what would happen if she got into this car. The driver would take her to a secluded place, where she would be ambushed by a squadron of battle-hungry White Fang grunts.

They’d try to take her down. And she was a killer, wasn’t she? Ochre Brown wailed in her ears with every thump of her runaway heart. Her hands itched for action; her teeth, for blood.

She’d burn them black.

never mind! you are already dead,

She thought about Glynda. About her saying that if there was trouble with the Fang, she wanted to come. That she would fight for Cinder.

She thought of Glynda’s question: What aren’t you telling me about Ochre Brown?

Yeah, fuck that.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!! WHAT A CLIFFHANGER!!!!!!!!!! WHAT A MOMENT!!!!!!!!!!!!! MORE MOMENTOUSLY: WHAT A CHAPTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

this is EASILY my favourite chapter so far. EASILY. everything about this was peak offal. the relationships. the dynamics. the dialogue. the vibes. the Grossness. the fighting. the EVERYTHING. this is some other level and its BITCHIN. PEAK. that said im now very tired. im going to have a cup of tea and Consider Things for a few hours. brb.

[tobi-momo]

hey hey momo im gonna send this even though i know how little it probably helps. words do not feel like enough rn but im gonna try my best.

(you don't owe me a single thing. and i don't want you to feel like you even have to respond or even read this. do what you need to do for yourself)

wajawj insert readmore here ASHD I WISH I COULD DO THAT RN

momo i really don't have the words to express it, and i know how empty it can sound but you are incredible. i genuinely think that. i remember finding your blog in march (wait - dude, three months ago?) and it was because i was scrolling through the kageyama x reader tag and i saw this post. im not kidding i just read that and went 🥺 write it write it. im pretty sure that's how we met, and LITERALLy OH My GOSH imagine, me looking through for that specific tag at the specific time. imagine if you'd left off that tag that day. or i'd gotten cut off a few minutes before. but i did meet you, and i instantly began to associate your username with feeling safe and accepted and happy.

listen, i know how useless words, even ones you know are well-meant, can feel. i hope i don't sound like im assuming anything when im saying that i understand that you feel like words from someone you've only known a few weeks aren't really that important. i love you and i understand that you're probably going through a lot rn but the fact that me or anyone else is too doesn't mean we care less. our discord server? everyone there cares about you. we're always willing to listen, and although we might not see it right away your feelings and stuff going on in your life aren't less important than anyone else's. damn, momo, if there was anything i could do to make you feel better i would. just let me know. and please don't feel bad asking for help from me or isa or kaillei or anyone.

you must be so tired. you must be tired of putting up with shit and being the bigger person and trying so hard every day. of feeling like you're not good enough no matter how much effort you put into every day.

fuckk i wish i could say this and have it sound like it has the meaning that is behind it. it's just words in a tumblr ask. i know. but i'm on the other end, wishing with everything i have that i could help you more. you are so deserving of happiness and love and tobio kageyama's hugs and so much more.

i love you so much and i love you for your incredible heart. i love how hard working you are. and i promise from the bottom of my heart that you are enough and you don't have to push yourself to be enough. no one expects you to work yourself to the bone writing when you're not feeling the inspo. we want you to be happy. please keep doing what makes you happy. i loved the setter's help for many, many reasons (including kageyama's excellent characterization and him being the cutest human being ever and also y/n's determination and the whole time me fangirling over your fantastic writing) but the main reason was because i could tell you, for the most part, really liked that story and enjoyed writing it. and that's all i want. i want you to do what makes you happy and take care of yourself. if we have to wait a year for the epilogue of the setter's help? sounds good. i'll grab my lawn chairs. if it's a decade? i'll reread it once a year and imagine an ending until then. you decide not to write it at all? great, i'm proud of you for making a decision that feels right for you. i know this isn't about TSH, but it's a small way for me to say i love you and you amaze me every single day.

help this got so long but i wanna say it again. i love you. i know this might not change your life or even encourage you a little, but i hope it does.

pls don't feel pressure to respond or anything !! i promise that, from here on out, nothing you ever do can make me love you less.

here's hoping none of this made you uncomfy. ILYA AGAIN AND IF YOU NEED A BREAK FROM ME OR ANYTHING JUST PLEASE DON'T HESITATE TO SAY SOMETHING. I WISH I COULD DO MORE.

LITERALLY I CANNOT SHUT UP ABOUT HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU OKAY GN

ELEK IM FUCKING CRYING- NO REALLY IM ACTUALLY CRYING WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE YOU HOLY SHIT-

i have no words to express how thankful i am that you are in my life and that you even sent this bc holy god im- i just- *cries*

i love you sara, and thank you so much <333