#in the literal sense‚ I have been making an effort to drink more water‚ tho!

[frau-wilhelm-klink]

HELP, THIS APPEARED ON MY DASH RIGHT AFTER I SAW A SELF-SHIPPING POST AND GOT TO THINKING ABOUT MY MEN🤣��😭

crisp glass of water moodboard

[ptergwen]

love is more than a word

w/c: a very ouch 3.6k

warnings: so so so much angst and an unhealthy (ish) relationship

summary: after nearly four years together, peter has stopped trying

a/n: listen y’all i don’t know what came over me when i made this but i think it’s the saddest thing i’ve ever written? uh try to enjoy tho

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you never thought this would happen, but you’re getting tired of peter. it isn’t your fault. that cliche it’s not you, it’s me line doesn’t apply here.

at first, you actually did find yourself believing the it’s me part. you’d came to the conclusion that you expect too much from peter. he goes to class, he works, patrols, sometimes parties, takes you out when he can. he’s got a lot going on for a full time college student, which is a busy life to lead on its own.

it’s why you don’t complain when he wants to spend the night in and order a pizza instead of cooking together like you’ve been wanting to try. it’s why every time your friends ask you two to hang, you have to reluctantly explain that peter is passed out at eight o’clock on a saturday.

there’s a lazy “wanna make out?” some nights, if peter isn’t yawning when he steps through the front door. even that has lost its enjoyment. kissing peter doesn’t give you the rush it used to, the taste of his strawberry chapstick not flooding your senses and intoxicating you. it’s become predictable. comfortable. boring.

peter is boring.

you’ve slipped into unspoken routine. say your hello’s, work on separate assignments in different rooms. peter eventually yells something like “babe, you hungry yet?” across the apartment, his passive way of asking you to make dinner. you usually order takeout because why make an effort if he doesn’t?

you might watch one of the ten movies peter has liked since before the start of your relationship. he’ll usually fall asleep during it. no surprise there. his overpacked schedule exhausts him, which you’ve talked to him about spreading himself too thin. peter is too nice and can’t say no, so this is where it leaves him.

the main reason you’ve stayed with him is that he can’t take care of himself. he’s clueless about paying the bills, sorting his laundry, simply remembering to drink water. peter wouldn’t be able to go a week without you. he even says it himself.

“crap, i totally forgot about these,” when you picked up his special ordered textbooks from your school library. “can food go in the garbage disposal?” a rare time you didn’t wash the dishes. “thank you, y/n/n. you’re literally a lifesaver,” whenever you do a task for him that someone in their 20s shouldn’t need assistance with.

you didn’t used to mind much. he watches over the city every night. you felt you should return the favor. spider-man could use some help, too. after the almost four years you’ve been together, peter has become completely dependent on you. it only got worse when you moved in together your junior year. you’re concerned how he’ll manage later in his adult life.

you’d think he’d be a little more passionate about your relationship considering how much he needs you. you know peter still loves you, of course he does. that’s not what the problem is. he’s become content with the mutual feeling, so he doesn’t try anymore. he expects the spark to keep itself lit.

no more random joke of the day texts that he used to send you. he stopped surprising you with your coffee order in the morning, the one that he memorized the first time you two went to a starbucks. what you initially found most endearing about peter was that he remembered every little thing you told him.

he put whatever energy he had into showing you that he listened. he’d do it all with rosy cheeks and that toothy smile of his. it seems now like he’s under the impression that being in a long term relationship means none of that matters anymore. there’s no need to impress you, keep you guessing, make you feel special.

tonight is your breaking point. as you go over all of this in your head while peter lays peacefully next to you, you can’t take it. you’ve been making so many excuses for him. you lie to yourself. you’re desperate to believe this is okay and normal and you can work this out, and you can love whatever version of him this is.

but, you can’t. you can’t do it. you need to tell him now because if you sleep on this, you’ll end up feeling bad and be stuck under these suffocating blankets forever.

“peter?” you whisper his name, your back turned to him in bed. you haven’t cuddled each other to sleep in a while. his arms don’t make you feel held now, they make you feel trapped. you’ve been forcing yourself to ignore his look of hurt when you reject his open embrace.

“peter?” you speak louder after a moment of silence, except for his occasional snores. a loud one escapes him before they stop altogether. his eyes stay shut as he mumbles out a, “uh... huh?” your heart is thudding through your entire body. you take a breath in from your nose. “i wanna break up.”

the breath you let out next is one of relief, those three words that have been scratching your throat for months finally out. peter slowly turns his head over his shoulder. he blinks rapidly at your motionless figure. you’re still not facing him.

“what?” is all he says. his voice is surprisingly steady, the confession not yet registering with his sleepy mind. his eyes are burning into you. “i wanna break up,” you repeat and squish your face further into your pillow. peter suddenly sits up, flicking on the lamp on his side. he tries to sling an arm around you. you move further away until you’re at the edge of the bed.

“i’m serious, peter. everything we had, it’s gone.” your words cut through him harder than literal knives he’s been stabbed with. “i- i don’t understand. where is this coming from?” he rakes a hand through his mess of curls. you turn onto your back, looking up at peter. his eyes are fixed on your lower half.

he’ll most definitely cry if he meets your eyes. he really doesn’t want to cry, not ever again when you won’t be here to make him feel better.

“it’s been coming,” you almost scoff at him as you prop yourself up against your pillows. peter’s teeth tug at his lower lip. “all we do is this.” you gesture to your bed, slapping your hand down at your side. “i get tired,” he speaks quietly, refusing to look at you. “i know you do, peter. i know, but you’d be a lot happier if you ever listened to me.”

your statement comes off as condescending to him. he works up the courage to look you in the face. “are you kidding? all you do is boss me around, and i take it. i’ve never once complained.” anger is coursing through his veins and voice. at the situation, that he’s about to lose the one stable part of his life. you’re getting pissed, too.

“that’s because you can’t do anything yourself!” you throw the blankets off you and swing your legs over the bed in one motion. peter hops out of bed entirely. “my whole life, i’ve been on my own half the time,” he spits as he comes over to stand in front of you. “sorry for taking you up on your offers to help.”

your peter would never spew that shit out. he wouldn’t guilt you for something he’s in the wrong about. this peter takes you for granted. he has no clue how fucked he’d be without you.

the first time you spoke to peter was on your way to history 227. you’d recognized him from your class, much more interested in the pretty boy taking notes with his tongue stuck out than whatever war your professor would lecture about.

he was carrying some books, a pencil case that didn’t fully zip, and a five subject notebook. you watched him do his balancing act through the halls until his legs started to wobble. a knowing smile on your face, you tapped his shoulder. it was a gentle one so you didn’t scare him and make all his things fall over.

“can i carry something for you?” you laughed out and pushed one of your backpack straps up on your shoulder. peter only stared at you, his doe eyes prompting you to reach for his pencil case. “uh, no, it’s fine. i got it. see?” he proved that to you by hiking everything up in his arms. he gave you a smile of his own.

“are you sure? we’re going to the same place,” you’d checked again and pointed at his impressive pile. “i’m not gonna steal your sharpies.” “really, i’m fine,” peter insisted with a heart clenching chuckle. “you can have one, if you want,” he offered and attempted to unzip his case, one handed. you put your hand over his to stop him.

“wait until we get to class,” you let go of him, leaving the tips of peter’s ears a shade of pink you’d later fall in love with. “i’ll sit with you.”

peter was once determined to do things on his own, to be self-sufficient. it used to be something he was proud of. now, he’s completely incapable of holding his independence.

“we’re done, peter.” your tone is short, you getting to your feet. “you’d probably forget how to fucking breathe without me, but call it bossing around, i guess,” you laugh bitterly and go over to your drawers. peter’s face falls as he grabs your wrist, stopping you when you pass by him. “where are you going?”

no answer. you pull yourself out of his grasp with your lips pressed into a stern line. peter follows you step by step over to the dresser. “wait, wait. don’t leave, baby. please,” he begs you, getting onto his knees beside you. you’re pulling random clothes out as quick as you can. a science t-shirt peter outgrew is in your hands.

peter used to give you all his old clothes. the signature smell of his cologne lingered no matter how many times you washed them. they kept you calm on nights he was out late patrolling or away on missions. peter would sport a smirk whenever you wore them out in public, pulling you closer to him and complimenting the look.

it started when he was packing for his first mission since you two had begun living together. he’d realized he became too buff to fit in some shirts. remembering how many times you’d giggle at their funny sayings, peter gave them to you. you threw one on and thanked him with a peck on the cheek. it became your tradition.

peter would set off for a new continent, but a piece of him would stay home with you.

the stretched out hoodies and ripped sweatpants just sit in your drawer now. another meaningful thing discontinued. whatever he doesn’t want goes to may for donations now. the memory of what they used to mean to you makes a fit of rage burst through you.

you slam down his ‘find x’ shirt in the space between his knees and yours. you’re on a mission of your own this time. you aren’t going anywhere until you get rid of all the stuff that went from him to you.

“y/n, don’t do this. i- i love you. i love you.” peter chokes out, tears filling his eyes. his vision is clouded while you toss more clothes to your side. “i love you, y/n/n,” he whimpers again, and this time you briskly push the drawer shut. the whole dresser shakes. this is the most emotion either of you have shown in the past few months of your relationship. it’s a little too late.

“love is more than a word, peter. you have to back it up with actions.” you’re doing your best not to cry. the memories of how loved peter made you feel play in your mind. he briefly wipes under his eyes and shakes his head. he’s so oblivious. “i thought i- i did.” “exactly, you did. you gave up at some point.” your voice gets weaker as a tear drips down your chin.

you didn’t plan on breaking down when you imagined this moment. part of you wishes you could give him another chance. most of you knows it wouldn’t do any good for you or peter. you’re not right for each other anymore. he outgrew some sweatshirts, you outgrew him.

that takes you all the way back to it’s not you, it’s me. it’s really both of you.

for the last time, you pull peter in for a hug. the two of you need this. he loops his arms around your back, keeping them loose around you as he tucks his face into the side of your neck. you’re a mix of tears and sharp breaths with your chin on his shoulder. you bring a hand up to the back of his head, grabbing a fistful of curls.

he sobs right into your ear, effectively destroying whatever composure you had left.

even though you’re not in love with peter, you haven’t stopped loving him. somewhere inside of him is the goofy boy who asked you out on a post-it during class. the kindhearted man who gave so much of himself to the world and saved enough for you. the one whose fingertips left goosebumps on your skin with every touch.

seeing him like this, having caused it feels like a dull pain rippling in every part of your body. you’ve been there to soothe him during countless breakdowns over the years. you managed to stay strong for all of them. this is the only exception. he lost people, felt down about life, made mistakes. you were there to pick up each piece and put them back together.

the one mistake peter made that you can’t fix is not loving you right. you became his rock, his anchor whenever he let grief and sadness rule over him. you’d get him back to himself. he could’ve at least bought you flowers once in a while, or done anything that showed his gratitude. every iteration of awful put together isn’t enough to describe how he feels.

“i’m so- i’m so fucking sorry, baby. i don’t deserve you. i never have,” peter murmurs as he cries, wetting your skin that his face is still pressed into. your fingers pull roughly at his hair. hot tears overflow from your own eyes. “i should’ve done more.” his voice cracks on the last word. “that’s all i wanted to hear, pete,” you breathe out and pull away from him.

“does that mean you’ll stay?” he croaks, arms still wound around your body. his eyes are hopeful when they lock with yours. a frown pulls at your lips. “only for tonight. i should... one of us should sleep on the couch.” “oh,” his voice is gravelly, so he clears his throat. “i’ll do it.” you’re not going to fight him on it for once.

peter removes his arms from your waist, you sitting back down on your thighs. you give him a blink and you’ll miss it smile because you can’t keep one for long. it’s to let him know you’re not mad. you were at the start of this conversation, then he took accountability. you also came to terms with the fact that the downfall of your relationship was a joined effort.

there are more factors than peter not giving you what he should have. time, different goals, new outlooks on life. you can’t hate only him because a whole bunch of things lead to this.

instead of a smile, since he physically can’t put one on his splotchy face, peter brushes the pad of his thumb over the corner of your lips. he gets up to leave the room, but you stop him with a “wait!” he freezes in front of you. you get out a hoodie from his pile of old clothes and stand up. “it’s cold.” you put it in his hands, earning a grin that he didn’t think was possible.

“thanks, y/n,” peter sighs and holds the hoodie against his chest. “goodnight. um,” this is the part where he’d usually say i love you. “sleep well, okay?” the replacement stings for both of you. you’ll have to learn to fall asleep without hearing that phrase first. as much as you didn’t feel it anymore, you’d become used to it. “you too, peter. night,” you say softly.

you head back to your bed while peter walks out the door. he glances at you once, and you’re already settling under the covers. he shuts the door behind him before finding his way to the couch.

your bed has always seemed too small. it’s gigantic without peter. you aren’t sure how you feel about that yet.

peter lays across the couch, the hood that doesn’t quite fit him pulled over his head. he’s only wearing it because you gave it to him. you doing that not even five minutes ago was how you backed up your love with actions. it’s so easy. silent tears spill from his eyes at the realization.

he wishes on every star that he could’ve figured out he wasn’t doing enough sooner. you’d be together right now, had he just caught on. there was a time he prided himself on knowing you fully and completely. how to turn you into the shy one with certain combinations of words, what your schedule was each week so he could plan his free time around it.

your relationship became something he thought would last unconditionally. if only he was able pinpoint the exact moment he went wrong.

you’re right in the other room. he can go in there and bawl, plead for you to take him back. how could he do that and claim to love you, though? you’ve made it clear you‘re over him.

the best way for peter to show you he loves you is by letting you live your life, without him in it.

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you don’t see peter again for weeks. he moved back in with may, and you got to keep the apartment. you were the one who took all the care of it, anyway.

your semester ended at the perfect time because peter isn’t in any of your new classes. the city is too big to bump into each other. you’re free from the hold he had on you, which would’ve been four years long since yesterday. you’ve been good at picking up his broken pieces for too long, and now it’s time to pick up your own.

for all the hangouts you missed on his behalf, you made up for it. you called mj the day after your breakup and met for lunch. she never explicitly said it, but she took your side. peter had a feeling because when he had the same idea as you, to lean on his friends for support, she never reached out.

betty is indifferent, ned stays cordial with you. his real loyalty is to peter. you can’t blame him.

peter hasn’t been doing well since you broke up. he’s not eating enough, he can’t focus on work of any kind. you were right when you said he would forget how to breathe without you. he often wonders how you’ve been.

he finds out today.

you’re walking around campus, heading in the direction peter just came from. he has a class in the building your last one was. the two of you are on the same sidewalk, opposite sides. he almost doesn’t recognize you.

mj is on one side of you, a guy he’s never seen before with an arm around your shoulders. you’re all laughing about whatever dumb thing your professor said during the lecture. your hair, which is done in a new style, flows behind you in the spring breeze. a smile takes place on your glossy lips. the smile is directed towards that guy. your new boyfriend, peter assumes.

you look amazing, and not only physically. you seem happy with your small group of people. peter hadn’t been able to give you that happiness in years, so it’s nice to see you got it back somehow.

he must have stared too long because you notice him. you fall behind mj and your potential boyfriend, both of them wrapped up in discussing your next project. peter stops walking. you do the same. he’s not sure if he upset you, or what’s going on. his instincts tell him to apologize. his mouth stays closed.

that infectious smile of yours appears once again. you thought about peter yesterday, it being your anniversary and all. you’d only let yourself remember the good things. they outweighed the bad ones when you look back on everything.

“aye, grandma! get over here!” mj calls to you, your boyfriend nudging her side. “take your time, y/n/n. i’m not in a rush to write seven long ass pages.” you laugh to yourself at the two of them. peter fiddles with the zipper on his jacket. it’s from the drawer of things you used to wear. “one sec!” you yell back.

“hey,” you turn to face peter, who’s giving you a tight lipped smile. “how’ve you been?” “i’m okay. just, you know,” he shrugs and clasps his hands behind his back. there’s a short silence before peter says, “you seem good. really good.” he smiles for real this time. “yeah, i am. i hope you are, too,” you tell him and genuinely mean it.

you’d like to catch up soon, but it’s not right yet. you both need more time. “i’ll see you around?” you’re already starting to walk, backwards so you can see peter. “uh, sure. bye,” he gives you a quick wave and continues on his way.

you get back to mj and your boyfriend, his arm returning to your shoulders. they waited for you by the stoplight. “what’d ya get up to over there?” he teases, mj suspiciously watching your face for any tells. you carefully think through your answer with a grin. “love.”

[lexiwright]

Night out

Benny watts x reader

I'm so so so sorry this to so long to come out. I had planned it to be out for new year and then I kept changing my mind so it may not seem like it makes sense apologizes, I'm also promptly moving tomorrow. I literally was told my parents couldn't handle me and my mental health anymore and am not getting kicked out just ( space for everyone ) so yea I'm feeling very low and just so no one wonders why the next one will probably take so long. I'll be living with my real mum who has her own issues too so we will see

Trigger warning - slight alcohol miss use. Slight drunken abuse (not from benny he would never.)

Some cuddles and fluff

Prompt - ”Can you please come and get me ”

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It had been a less than successful night. Your sure others wouldn't agree but you sat next to a gutter at the side of a very quiet road in front of a building of which merely hours ago you had been drinking aside friends in had drunk adults spilling from the door as everyone came and went.

Your arms wrapped tightly around yourself, you glanced around and spotted a payphone a little down the street. Pulling yourself off the ground and reaching for your bag you stumble your way away from the slow rumbling music that clung around the door from inside. It got distant and you fell into the booth.

You thought about how the night had started. The party had been on everyones mind for days. You were going with cleo and the boys. Beth was even gonna meet you guys there. Who was in New York for a few days, staying in a hotel a few blocks from the party. Although she didn't stay long, trying to keep sober.

You guys had got there around 11. In time for the beginning of shots being pasted around. Which you off course accepted. Kick starting the night with some vodka.

All went well for a few hours, by about 2 you'd put back your fair share of drink. And that's when it started to hit you. You weren't a stranger to the results of alcohol tho and kept going like it was nothing.

But apparently your uneven walking had caught the attention of some...less than pleasant individuals. They had tried talking to you before and you just ignored them. They had a look in their eyes that you weren't comfortable with so you didn't dwell on them.

But they had dwelled on you it seemed. They noticed as your balance had started to wobble. Quite possibly noticing when your words all slurred together. And definitely when you stumbled in front of them as you had unsuccessfully attempted to step past one of them. But there was no call for the man to grab you. And not in a way to help you balance. You told him to let go. But his hands had other ideas. You tried to pull his hands off of you and your not sure what happened next but he slapped you.

You probably did something wrong you thought. You always screw things up.

Some words were exchanged and you rushed out. Not after kneeling him in a not so nice place. he tried to grab you. Ripping the shoulder of your one straps. It was a cheap dress but now you had to make sure you help up the strap just in case.

You felt humiliated and your face hurt.

You found some money in your bag, next to some mint gum that you decided was a higher priority.

Benny hadn't come to the party. He thought it sounded stupid. And when you had stepped out of your room into the middle of the apartment he looked at you and snorted.

” what do you expect to get in that get up?” he asked suggestively.

You didn't think anything of it and giggled at him. But now you thought maybe it truly was your fault an that you seemed like you were asking for it.

Shaking your head to clear it of such thoughts. Which made the small booth spin a little but you stuck with it. Putting in the coins and trying to remember the right numbers for the house. You felt sick as you listened for the click of the phone being a answered and a harsh voice on the other end speaking.

”hello?”

It was Benny. Hopefully you hadn't woke him.

” Benny?” you whispered out. Realising you had to speak

” Y/N?” he questioned. Voice softening a little.

You twirled the cable as you stared at your shaking hand.

Your throat seemed to close up as you looked for the words. To explain how drunk you had got. To explain what the men tried to do to you. Why you hadn't come home yet even though it was now 3.

” Y/N what's the matter” he asked sternly.

Your eyes pricked with sudden tears and with a slight choke you sobbed out.

”Can you please come and get me ”

”what happened where are the others?” he seemed startled

” I don't know. I'm sorry. Please Benny.”

There was a split second of silence and then

” I'm coming to get you stay right where you are. ” and then another click.

You waited. Felt like a life time. You thought about a lot of things. Part of you was worried Benny wouldn't come. That he would leave you here. You struggled to keep your self balanced so you went over to a step and sat down. Put your head in your hands with your elbows resting on your thighs.

You sighed. Maybe you should find your own way. You sat up and ran your fingers through your hair.

It wasn't to long before a taxi pulled up in front of you and outstepped a slightly frustrated looking Benny.

His hair askew and a loose black shirt, he took a few long strides to reach you.

Looking up you giggled at how tall he looked. Sighing at your antics he held out a hand and began to pull you too your feet.

Wobbling considerably you made it to an upright position and with a long arm around your waist you stumbled your way to the taxi.

You some how got in. A testament to what a person would do to get away from a party.

You could tell he hadn't noticed your strap or face yet, you had concealed it well. Somehow.

Time didn’t work for you so you’ve no idea how long it took to get home. But when you did benny got out first to open the door for you and pay the driver.

Thanking the man. He shut the car door and watched for a second as it pulled away before turning his attention to the more presssing matter of the drunking idiot before him. Giggling at a joke he obviously missed.

He noticed your face. You saw the moment he did and he stepped closer. Enough to see the outline of a hand.

This was when Benny realised there was a little more to this story of you just getting blitzed as he, for the first time took in your appearance, clocking the strap you were holding up with your arms folded.

A hint of rage passed through him before he calmed and took your hand to get you inside. You were barely three steps into the building befor you asked

“How am I supposed to get down the stairs”

Slurring lightly.

He sighed. Not for the last time and leaned down to hoist you into his arms and proceeded with caution as he walked with you. You giggled some more as you wrapped your arms around his neck, hugging into him.

You were drained. And you wanted to sleep. Leaning your face into his neck you've never felt safer.

When he reached the bottom he placed you down gently and unlocked the door to let you both in. This time just holding you round the waist as you wobbled down the small set of stairs. He then pulled you to the sofa and sat you down.

After doing the usually after drinks things like water and getting you a jumper and some shorts of his he then sat next to you and spoke for the first time since you's had got in.

”are you going to tell me what happened?” he gently pushed. Not wanting to push you over the limit but he was concerned.

Your face fell and you nodded a little and told him very roughly but enough that he understood what had happened. He was angry, to say the least, but knew there was nothing he could do about the disrespectful toad roaming the streets. So he settled to offer you an open arm for you to cuddle into him. You of course jumped at the offer and snuggled into the warm man.

You didn't want to go to bed and Benny knew that. Knowing you'd not have the effort to get up and both being quite comfortable where you both remained.

You spotted a book on the coffee table and looked up at Benny with puppy dog eye that you knew he couldn't refuse.

” will you read to me?” you pleaded.

He chuckled and lent forward to retrieve the book. It happened to be the hobbit. ( I know it's not for everyone but I know it's written before Benny time so apologies please roll with it)

As he started to read chapter one an unexpected party and began describing the hobbit hole. You felt yourself begin to doze off to the soothing tones and his other hand rubbing soft circles on your upper arm.

It wasn't how the night had supposed to go but you were with him now and you felt protected. Knowing he came to your aid.

(with regards to the slap Yes I know this is a little unrealistic it lasting that long but I once got one that lasted a few hours ( I’m not being hit just to clarify it was a joke with some pals who one of them was telling me about a slap match to see how much he could take and the other we were with friend had really went for it and it was actually shockingly sore and my drunk ass went I can take it and he was reluctant at first and then went to go and did it before stating that was hadn’t been hard enough and went again even harder and it left quite a mark and we all laughed so ya. ) but just pretend if you don’t think it would )

[notesofarichlycolorednight]

it’s taken me a while but here we are!! listened to bloodwater ballad [TUMBLR | SOUNDCLOUD] by @gerrydelano so I’m gonna dive (ha, dive, get it?) into some analysis even tho I haven’t taken a proper English class since AP English Lit in high school and the god complex it gave me has never left (RIP to everyone else, but I’m different). But I do have a degree in Psychology and am a Researcher, so I know how to dissect things (this is probably why the god complex never left lmao)

disclaimer: I have only listened to TMA through one (1), read it ONE time, so if you read something that seems wrong it probably is because my memory is not The Best (the seasons are 40 eps long and 30 mins each, Jonny why) and I’m probably straight-up not remembering or misremembering some aspect or detail about either a character and/or their relationship

(and before you say it, i absolutely CANNOT just go relisten to an ep out of order. my nd brain Will Not Let Me until i have listened thru all 4 seasons, In Order, several times)

ALSO: i speak very definitively here, but it doesn’t mean i’m right abt my analysis

bold and italics are lyrics, regular font is analysis. if there’s a more accessible way to format this, lmk!

analysis under cut

honesty that's what she gave to me mary didn’t hide who she was; eric knew exactly what he was getting himself into

into the water i bleed into the sea sea motif/metaphor to describe how eric viewed his relationship with mary

truthfully even when she lied through her teeth it only meant she trusted me to lay at her feet rationalization from eric: he knows she’s lying, and she probably knows he knows. but she also knows that he won’t do anything about it

oh, heave-ho it's over the edge i sink more of the sea metaphor in pieces in ribbons in tatters i'm thrown into the dark of the drink ribbons and tatters: reminiscent/hint of mary needing a piece of his skint to keep his ghost in the leitner

oh, heave-ho it's over the edge i go blow the man down, he's a jewel for your crown (blow me down) and no one will ever know ”jewel for your crown”: suggestive of how mary used eric like an object. jewel and crown suggests that he was useful to her in an important way, tho, still an object ”no one will ever know”: suggestive that no one else, looking in on their relationship, would even see it for what it truly was, nor would they ever expect mary to throw him away so casually like she did

war, you see is somewhere you go just to bleed the end of a book you can’t read (books you cannot read) a legacy’s greed “book you can’t read”: suggestive of mary’s relationship with leitners ”a legacy’s greed”: commentary of leitner; bc this is eric telling his story tho, this could also be about how mary pulled eric into her plots regarding leitners, and then gerry

distantly, familiar hope came to me that even with blood in our teeth my son stayed asleep ”even with blood in our teeth”: eric knows what role he had to play in all this and is not absolving himself of blame ”my son stayed asleep”: often sleeping can be used as a metaphor for ignorance. in this case, eric is hoping that, despite what gerry’s mother is and what eric has been complicit in, will not affect his son i think it’s interesting to note here that the backup voices cut out for “my son stayed asleep” (put a pin in it)

oh, heave-ho the ship is my body, i gave to my wife as the captain, the whip, and the brine, the shark lurking under the waves more of the sea metaphor; also a metaphor for how complicit eric was to mary’s will i think it’s super interesting that she’s the captain, whip, brine, and shark in this metaphor. all things that can hurt eric, as the ship. suggests that mary is in complete control of eric (as the captain). also adds to the notion that eric knew exactly who mary was and still loved her anyway (”i gave”).

oh, heave-ho the ship is my body, she cracks the mast of my spine, spills my blood as her wine (lightning strikes and) i really like this line bc it makes me think of the marriage lines in corpse bride: “your cup will never empty, for i will be your wine.” and i love that it’s turned on its head here. cuts a flag from the skin off my back (takes all the skin off my back) a direct callback to the fact that mary has to take strips of eric’s skin to keep his ghost in the leitner book, while also staying with the metaphor that eric is a ship out at sea

way, ay, i wanted to say though blinded i still saw the light at the end of the hall, in a crib with his eyes almost grayer than mine in the night direct callback to eric blinding himself, twice! also represents how much he loves his son: “light of my life” is a common saying and gerry was that for eric

i gave up the sight of his face for his life and i would have lost more for the same i'd cut out my heart to save his from her bite and i almost don't know who to blame again, direct callback to him blinding himself so he could escape the institute a demonstration of how much love he holds for his son, willing to give up more and more of himself if it meant keeping his son safe heart motif! both for eric and gerry i really like the last line here bc he’s saying he doesn’t know who to blame for his blindness (aka cutting out his heart): himself or mary. bc, as i’ve stated before, eric knows who mary is. and he still loves her. still had a child with her. i also think it’s foreshadowing. and the reason i say this is bc, in the end, eric was unable to save gerry from mary. this song is representative of his statement to gertrude, so at this point, he’s a ghost. tho he may not know exactly what mary has done, he knows who she is enough to know that after he died, mary would raise gerry in her likeness, with her ideals

is it a murder if i made my bed by her side when i knew what she was? and here we have eric, most nearly explicitly, stating that he knew mary’s true colors. and loved her anyway. perhaps i'm complicit; i fell asleep first in the bloodcutting comfort of jaws this also solidifies his stance that he should shoulder some of the blame for allowing himself to love her when he knew what a truly terrible and deadly (literally) person she was ”bloodcutting comfort of jaws” is also really nice alliteration

forgive me, forgive me, i did try to swim with my hands and feet bound to my heart heart motif! okay so this one has so many layers for me: so, for all intents and purposes here, eric has effectively cut out his heart, which his hands and feet are bound to, and is now in the jaws of a shark (mary), who is dragging him down to kill him. he tried to save his son by getting away from the institute by blinding himself but it didn’t work weighted and anchored with love for my son who by birthright deserves more than scars legit, this confused me for a bit bc i always saw “with my hands and feet bound to my heart” as the anchor that pulled him down, as you’d weigh someone down with big rocks if you wanted them to drown. however, in the context of tma, i realized anchor could also mean the way martin is jon’s anchor. eric’s love for gerry was his reason--the person who he kept fighting for as best he could

additional note: these 4 verses are all sung without backup voices. i think it’s interesting that the lyrics/verses that revolve around wanting to save his son, and that are about his son, are sung with his singular voice. i wish i could articulate more what that means, but despite my best efforts, i’m not musically inclined even tho i’ll kinda be talking abt music composition for firesorrow girl lmao. link at the end

my eulogy the carpet red under my feet like standing on top of the sea (standing on the sea) the frenzy beneath don’t ask me why but i really like how this last part of the song starts with “my eulogy” bc you can tell the song is coming to a close now by that lyric. what’s really nice is i can “picture” eric closing his statement with gertrude with the request that she finds his son more sea and shark metaphors

infamy how do you remember me? that fool just so desperate to leave that he couldn't see? i also really loved these lines bc eric most likely knows how gertrude thought of him, and can probably sense how she feels of him now, after his story then i love how “couldn’t see” has a double-meaning here: 1) of course, he blinded himself but, 2) that he was also metaphorically blind to what kind of consequences his actions had, both on him and his son

oh, heave-ho a dead man has only one tale listen,,, i know i keep saying this, but i love how ron turns turn-of-phrases on their heads. bc “dead men tell no tales” right? eric has one tale, tho: his statement bc he’s a ghost who’s been bound this book and kept, for all intents and purpose, alive i knew she had hunger for blood in the water and that means it was no betrayal again, confirmation that eric knows that he has to shoulder some of the blame for the consequences of knowing who mary was (this bloodthirsty shark) and still loving her anyway

oh, heave-ho though, i have one request of you now if my son can be found and his own hands unbound (find my son) cut the rope - don't you dare let him drown (don’t you dare be the reason he drowns) so a throwback to “hands and feet bound to my heart” tho perhaps gerry’s heart isn’t what’s dragging him down, necessarily bc he was raised by mary, he didn’t have a choice. the moment he was born, he was tied to her. and the moment mary killed eric, there was no chance he could get away and then, of course, the gut-puncher: “don’t you dare let him drown”/“don’t your dare be the reason he drowns” are especially poignant, given gertrude uses gerry much in the same way mary did. gerry becomes bound to a different entity and is used for gertrude’s gain. so he drowns anyway.

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alkjdlf i hope this is semi-coherent. i tried to do it more “professionally”--i even thought abt breaking it up and putting it back together, out of order, to address all the themes and motifs all in one spot--but then decided what would be best for my brain, was to listen to the song and just add my thoughts in as they came, stream of consciousness style *finger guns*

firesorrow girl analysis | meme i made for these analyses bc it’s funny and i wanted to share

[emo-milk]

maybe i missed two months...but does that really matter? here is how the last few months have gone:

-my energy drink addiction has been...well making itself known again in recent months. not every day like it used to be tho and i barely drink carbonated energy drinks anymore, just an occasional redbull and yerba mate!!! still drinking coffee almost everyday tho xD

-i still dont know if ive been using tumblr more, i think theres gaps in the timeline so its hard to say. looking back it was kinda funny that it was a resolution to use this website more, but it makes sense. i do love tumblr.

-i actively try to be nicer and kinder in my life but i think that a lot of the time i overlook it. and if i sat here and told u guys that i was the kindest person on earth it wouldnt really mean anything because 1. i have no proof, you'd just have to take my word for it. 2. i dont really know how often im making the effort to be kinder, i say please and thank u and try not to roll my eyes and talk back. so maybe that counts for something. 3. i dont have someone else's perspective, im sure that if i had someone observe me over the past five months and take notes on how my behavior has changed then i would have more insight.

-I HAVE BEEN DRINKING ENOUGH WATER!!! definitely not in the past week or so but i did literally just drink a cup of water so that will be changing!!! i've been bringing my water bottle to classes and that helps me a lot.

-i have been going to more shows as well but not very many local shows unfortunately D: i hate running into people i know but dont like...last month i went to 4 shows (waterparks,awakebutstillinbed,idkhowbtfm,blackveilbrides) i am so grateful i get to go to shows as often as i do, srsly. this month i have: awakebutstillinbed AND CAMPING IN ALASKA (i literally cannot believe it, like at all.) and the fall of troy with heavyheavylowlow and the number 12 looks like you xD im so excited!!! and lastly i postal service and death cab for cutie in oregon! my first time traveling out of state for a concert and im super excited :P

im gonna implement some new resolutions cuz its never too late to make change >_>

continue showing gratitude (idc if this sounds cheese...it rlly makes a difference especially to those who u show gratitude to)

keep writing. writewritewrite even ifl u think ur fingers are going to break. do not lose sight of writing.

boundaries. self explanatory.

(late) new-years resolutions

quit energy drinks

use tumblr more

be kinder to people

DRINK MORE WATER

go to more shows (more local shows, specifically)

[carnistcervine]

ATLA Headcanons

(Note that these are strictly ATLA-centric headcanons. Not only have I not seen LOK, but I do kinda consider ATLA and LOK separate canons. Okay? Ok.) (Some headcanons are dumber and sillier than others)

Water~

Waterbenders have a natural resistance to cold. They still need to wear climate appropriate clothing, but cold temperatures don't bother them as much.

It takes slightly longer for waterbenders to die from dehydration.

While waterbenders do like getting wet, they don't like having water suddenly dumped onto them. Like most people, actually.

Being that water is a basic life necessity, waterbenders will die if they are completely cut off from their element.

Waterbenders have a low heat tolerance.

Waterbending/water healing can be used to help those suffering from dehydration by forcing water into the patient's bloodstream.

In mass groups, waterbenders can use their powers to divert floods and tsunamis. They can also help put out fires, and rescue people stuck in floods.

Waterbending can also be used to draw water and fluid from the lungs of drowning victims.

Contrary to what the name implies, bloodbending is not bending of literal blood. It is the bending of water inside living things. Similar to plantbending. The reason why it's so difficult is because plants hold water more directly in their bodies, while most animals hold water in the form of other fluids(like blood or in cells).

Technically pissbending is possible, because pee is mostly fresh water(it still also contains toxic material, so don't drink it folks).

Earth~

Earthbenders are slightly more durable than normal folk.

They tend to prefer to be barefoot as it allows them a closer connection to their element.

While earthbenders do tend to be bulkier and more muscular, their bending strength is in no way connected to their physical strength and muscles.

Earthbenders tend to like being covered in dirt and earth.

People of the Earth Kingdom(benders or not) are considered some of the best at fixing broken bones. That said, bone is too far removed from earth to be bent.

Meteorbending is no more difficult than standard earthbending. Meteors, unlike forged metal has not been removed from nature and would therefore be no more difficult than bending any other rock or ore.

Earthbenders with a seismic-sense(like Toph) can detect earthquakes before they happen.

Earthbenders can be quite useful for rescue and reconstruction after destructive events. They're quite good at removing rubble and saving trapped victims.

A group of earthbenders is called a rumble.

Fire~

Firebenders have a slightly higher heat tolerance than most normal folk.

They tend to be stereotyped as hating water. They don't, but they do hate cold water.

They have a low cold tolerance. Being too cold can weaken their will and therefore bending.

Firebenders that have mastered control of their fire can use their breathing to warm themselves.

They are warmer than most people, and can make great cuddle companions. Unfortunately, firebenders tend to not be cuddly or touchy-feely types. In fact it's not uncommon for firebenders to dislike being touched.

They tend to become even hotter when angered.

Firebenders are prone to being rather intense, and tend to be more ambitious and determined types. They can also be hot-headed, not necessarily vicious or mean, just quick to anger/annoy.

It's generally a bad idea to try and awaken a firebender from a nightmare.

It's an even worse idea to dump water on a firebender suffering from a nightmare.

Firebenders are the only ones who can generate their element, as it exists within them. This is part of what makes them so dangerous.

A firebender's inner fire is spiritual, not physical.

The first firebenders were gifted inner fire by the dragons.

For firebenders, controlling their element is the most important part of their training.

The only way to extinguish a firebender's inner fire is to kill them. It should be noted that Aang removed Ozai's inner fire, rather than extinguishing it.

Firebenders need the sun, it feeds their inner fire. Without it, the inner fire will wither into embers eventually. It will also cause a physical and mental decline, also known as 'Fire Rabies'.

Firebenders like to sunbathe, and cannot be sunburned. Regular burns are entirely possible tho. Just ask Zuko. ;D

Unlike other benders, they don't like being in physical contact with their element. At all.

Cats like firebenders a lot. They are warm. Even if firebenders don't always like cats. :’D

Surprisingly, they are good at handling wildfires. In fact a large group of firebenders working together could take control of a blazing inferno and extinguish it.

Firebenders tend to be good with handling burns and treating burns.

Because of their connection to the sun, they can track it's presence as it moves through the sky. This gives them a rather crude internal clock. So long as it's daytime at least.

They are born with their inner fire, but as with all benders, don't actually start showing any bending ability until about age four or five.

There is nothing funnier than making fun of how serious firebenders are. Especially when it upsets them.

People give firebenders a wide berth and generally distrust them for a long time after the war ends.

Air~

Airbenders tend to be very light on their feet.

As air is nessisary for basic human functioning, completely depriving an airbender of their element would kill them.

Airbenders are also usually very playful and friendly souls, and are generally quite pacifistic.

Those that master air can moderate the temperature of the air around their bodies.

Airbenders are cuddle bunnies and you can't convince me otherwise.

Enough airbenders working together can divert or dismantle storms.

Because airbenders were so detached from the rest of the world, not a lot was known about them. Other than the fact that they existed, were non-confrontational, friendly, and had a good sense of humor.

Non-benders born to Air Nomads were taken to the ground to be raised by regular nomads.

Airbenders/Air Nomads are precious and too good for this sinful Earth.

Nonbenders~

Non-benders are just normal people. They are pretty much the same as you or me.

People without bending often put a ton of work and effort into other fields to make up for a lack of bending. The result is that a lot of nonbenders are skilled enough to take on bending masters.

Avatar~

The Avatar could(at least in theory) fight an entire natural disaster solo.

It's not too uncommon for an Avatar to be a bending prodigy.

Being the Avatar is a blessing and a curse. On the one hand, you basically have the weight of the world on your shoulders. On the other, being the ATLA equivalent of a physical god makes you 500% more attractive to everyone.

Considering the Avatar generally has pretty good publicity, they could theoretically murder someone in cold blood and people would assume the Avatar was in the right.

The Avatar Spirit and the Avatar(human incarnation) are two separate entities. Their spirits are intertwined, but they are not the same consciousness/being.

The Avatar Spirit is the spirit of the world. Killing it would result in the death of the world. Soil would cease to be fertile, the planet would slowly cool from the inside out, the atmosphere would wither away, all in all, it would be the end of all life. (Thank the spirits for Katara!)

The identity of the Avatar Spirit has been lost to the ages. Even most Avatars don't really know who or what it is.

The real reason why the Avatar is so keen on maintaining four separate nations is because the avatar cycle will stop working without clearly defined factions. So really, it's less about the people of the world, and more about the Avatar Spirit needing to ensure it's perpetuation.

While each Avatar has their own personal policy on mercy and whether or not killing can be justified, the Avatar Spirit doesn't give half a shit and will fucking annihilate you without hesitation.

The Avatar Spirit will use any means necessary to protect itself.

Before learning to master it, entering the avatar state is often traumatic for the Avatar.

The Avatar Spirit is a bit of a mama bear towards it's host.

[asexualzoro]

list of reasons I find zoro ridiculous

after my similarly titled mihawk post took off I decided to make a zoro post, since he’s my second favorite character and also arguably the most ridiculous character in all of One Piece. here we go

- I know what you’re all thinking. i’m gonna open this list with how he wields three swords, right? no. no, Zoro has done so much ridiculous bullshit, this doesn’t even seem weird anymore. i don’t even bat my eye at this. this is nothing. now that i’ve got that out of the way, let’s begin

- this dude has like, an obsession with cutting off his own limbs? and MAYBE i can understand trying to cut his feet off when they were stuck in wax—you’re trying to save your friends, i get it—but what about when he was sword shopping in loguetown? who’s first response when buying a cursed sword and testing if it’s really cursed is “i’ll toss it in the air n see if I get amputated lol.” plus there’s that old filler where luffy gets his finger stuck in a bottle and, when he asks zoro for help getting it out, zoro tries to CUT IT OFF. im convinced he lost that left eye of his bc he got dust or something in it and then tried to stab it out

- there’s like, several occasions where Zoro has been directed to head up a staircase and gone some other direction. it happened in enies lobby and in dressrosa? like, what’s the dude got against stai—... oh, wait

- his reintroduction post timeskip. get on the wrong boat? just cut it in half! who even cares! how’d you even end up on the wrong boat? you had to walk towards that boat, which means looking at the boat. that boat looked nothing like the sunny, wouldn’t zoro have noticed that? he also has to make an effort to climb on, which means, you guessed it, looking at the boat! he probably sees the crew members, maybe even gets helped up by one or a few. how did he not at any point in time notice that wasn’t his boat?

- also when they landed on sabaody the first time and zoro was like “i’m gonna go take a walk!” and both Sanji and Usopp tried to stop him, talking to him like concerned parents of a troublemaking toddler, like “Zoro you can’t go out there you’ll get lost!” to which Zoro replies “yeah but the grottos are numbered, I can find my way back if I just remember the number!” and Sanji and Usopp are like “okay, solid logic, even YOURE not dumb enough to mess that up” and what does Zoro do? what does he fucking do?

- I want to emphasize he messes it up because a bubble covers the 4 in “Grotto 41” so he thinks it’s grotto 1. BUBBLES. ARE. TRANSPARENT

- “sorry, I don’t pray to god” fuckin edgelord

- Zoro’s epithet is “Pirate Hunter” and it’s super lame. he could’ve been “Demon of the East Blue” but they went with pirate hunter, even though he became a pirate. even Chopper’s is better than his lbr

- THERES A SCENE WHERE SANJI THREATENS TO PUT RAZOR BLADES IN ZOROS FOOD N ZOROS LIKE “do it u won’t” SO SANJI DOES AND ZORO JUST EATS THEM? ODA EVEN GOT ASKED ABOUT IT IN AN SBS AND CONFIRMED YES, ZORO DID IN FACT EAT RAZOR BLADES. THIS 2EDGY4U BITCH JUST. STRAIGHT UP. ATE RAZOR BLADES

- in film gold he wears that black jacket under the white one. mind you he had no way of knowing he would be trapped in gold by tesoro or that they’d all have a dramatic coordinated outfit change once he was free so what the fuck was he doing? why did he wear that? who wears two jackets for no reason?

- “if i’m gonna be a statue I want it to be in this pose” “i’m glad I struck a pose”

- remember when zoro fought mr. 1 in alabasta and mr. 1 dropped a stone building on him and he was just like “this is a rocky day” or smth equally awful? i hate him

- the tarzan yell in skypiea

- actually, the goggles too.

- didn’t he try to convince someone he was fighting they were sunglasses bc they had some blinding light-based attack? I feel like he did but I don’t remember skypiea well enough to be sure

- Zoro vs the bird in skypiea. spent a fair amount of the damn arc running around skypiea getting messed w by a bird (which, according to Luffy, was more evolved than Zoro bc it had developed a sense of direction. burned by ur own captain)

- when asked why Zoro was able to speak with a sword in his mouth, oda said “IT’S HIS HEART SPEAKING”

- that colorspread Zoro where he reads a book about weightlifting while balancing a weight on top

- when Zoro fights that masochist guy in film gold (I think his name was dice?) and said some cocky ass one liner after the guy fell unconscious that went something like “What's wrong? Didn't it feel good? Aren't you gonna scream in pleasure?" awful

- Zoro almost gets murdered by Mihawk and then, later that day, tries to take on fishmen underwater. others r like “you cannot handle this, you will literally die” and Zoro doesn’t even care bc Luffy is in trouble

- he was sailing bc he left home to find mihawk and then couldn’t figure out how to get back

- remember that filler where Zoro taught Luffy how to skate but then forgot to teach him how to turn. I love both that this happened and the implication that Zoro is a person who knows how to roller skate and therefore has spent time roller skating. Zoro roller skating backstory when?

- when Zoro was fighting oz, a 500 year old corpse, he licked his sword. now, on top of licking his sword being ridiculous as hell because, listen, there’s NOTHING cool about licking your sword. you just look like a loser. but a sword that just came out of a 500 year old corpse? really? i know it was preserved by the cold and all but there’s no way it didn’t rot at all. that’s a rotted, frozen corpse. Zoro what in the HELL were you thinking. I hope you get sick

- i’m sure it probably wasn’t even the first time he licked his sword in a fight but I will say with absolute confidence he looked like a loser every single time

- I feel like he licked his sword while facing mr 1 but I can’t remember. if he did, that’s honestly iconic. stare down a dude that’s made of swords while licking yours? power move. only decent time to kick your sword

- Zoro, joining Luffy: “if you stand in the way of my dream i’ll kill you!” Zoro, a day later: “of course i’ll carry my captain in this heavy cage on my back to safety. oh this gaping wound in my side? nothing. who cares about bleeding to death, my captain needs me!”

- all those big weights he’s got. all of them.

- especially that time he was lifting weights post thriller bark after barely surviving kuma, still heavily injuries, complaining about how weak he is. buddy...

- that time in drum island where he decided to train by going swimming in the freezing ice-country water, then when he got out he got lost in the snowy mountains until he wandered into a random battle and took out some guy just to steal his coat

- this isn’t the only time he steals some random dude’s coat

- the chimney.

- that filler in smiles lobby where he gets, like, abducted by a bunch of children for a day and integrated into their family?

- Roronoa Zoro went fursuiting in dressrosa and that’s a canon fact you all must acknowledge

- speaking of being a furry anyone remember mugiwara theater?

- THE FUCKING MUGIWARA THEATER NAMES. mugiwara theater is a gift, alright? here’s some: nakamura hanzorou. zobear. ZOROMILK

- I FORGOT TO MENTION. THAT TIME ZORO N USOPP WERE HANDCUFFED TOGETHER AND ZORO TRIED TO CONVINCE USOPP TO PLAY ROCK PAPER SCISSORS WITH HIM TO SEE WHICH ONE OF THEM WOULD HAVE TO CUT THEIR HAND OFF

- also the fact that his logic was “it’ll be fine cuz chopper can just sew it back on”

- can we also talk abt how later that fight he uses Usopp as a sword because holy shit Zoro

- this isn’t technically zoro’s fault but the guy who sold him his sword to him in loguetown has a giant version of bounty image up above his bath, which........

- barto asked for zoro’s autograph and Zoro just wrote “sword”

- the grave of the rumbar pirates was finished right around when Zoro woke up from his coma post thriller bark and Zoro decided to walk over while Brook is sitting there mourning almost everyone he ever loved and just. plops his sword—an inanimate object—in the dirt by the grave of BROOKS ENTIRE CREW like “hey i’m gonna bury this here u don’t mind tho right? cool”

- he’s lucky Brook is such a cool dude cuz if I was mourning the death of MY crew and some fuck decided to plant a rusty sword there i’d just fuckin kill em

- in Zou they were talking abt whatever and Luffy mentioned how Sanji was as strong as one thousand men and Zoro, clearly jealous that Sanji got praised by Luffy, butt in with a stuttery objection on how HE was stronger than Sanji and worth TWO THOUSAND men, which luffy ignored, and Nami had to reassure him that yes, Zoro, we know you’re strong. toddler

- this is also not technically zoro’s fault but one time someone asked oda in an sbs which strawhats would eat ice in their drink and oda answered who would n wouldn’t (Luffy, Chopper, Brook, Usopp, and Robin would, if ur wondering). Zoro was on the wouldn’t list, and some fan sent oda a letter informing him of a panel where Zoro was shown eating ice to disprove this. someone pulled zoro ice eating receipts on oda and that’s a fact we all have to live with

- the first time Zoro meets mihawk—the strongest man in the world, the man he wants to defeat someday, and incredibly powerful and impressive dude—he cries like a baby

- zoro’s been crucified like 4 times now. once in his introduction than in three movies (6, gold, nebulandia). idk why this keeps happening but honestly? keep it up

- when Brook joined the crew, Zoro said he was sorry for Brooks bad luck as if one of the first things Brook ever saw Zoro do wasn’t to try and die for the crew via Giant Paw Ball of Pain

- speaking of, i’m pretty sure half the reason zoro DIDNT die in thriller bark is because if he died via smth as silly as a giant paw ball his injured pride would kill him again

- I was going to make fun of Zoro for wearing only a suit and a fake mustache in dressrosa as a disguise but then I realized, like, given how absolutely shredded Zoro was in Punk Hazard and how that suit somehow managed to squish it all down without zoro ripping the sleeves off? solid disguise

- when merry was burning and everyone’s bawling and remembering great memories on the ship and Zoro was standing there, 100% stoic, remembering a nap

- Zoro saw marines (Garp) coming to Water 7 while Luffy was still unconscious and ran off to warn the others but couldn’t find his way back to the hotel

- that G8 filler where he falls off a cliff in pursuit of his swords

- speaking of fillers, remember that amnesia one? (ha). highlights include Zoro trying to physically fight a small sea horse (plus Usopp doing a bad lip-syncing) and Zoro swimming through the Grand Line with his swords tied to his head by his bandana

- meets a dragon, eats the dragon

- it got mentioned once that Sanji and Nami canonly help Zoro and the other guys get dressed. so every time Zoro wears something absolutely ridiculous (which is often), it’s probably Sanjis doing

- “I can’t believe I cut a freaking booger!!”

- speaking of, remember that time Luffy flicked a booger into Zoro’s drink at the Baratie and Zoro tried to force him to drink it?? remember that?? I hate them both

- that time Zoro was trying to find the Right Eye in Skypiea, said that (though the path to get there was STRAIGHT AHEAD) all he had to do to find the right eye was just keep going right (even though that would just lead him in circles!). and then after that do you know what direction he went?? do you know?? he fucking went left

- the time Zoro got lost walking on a straight path in a filler.

- Zoro lost to a guy in a fight and just fucking let the dude cut him in half. like, yes, the baratie scene was all cool as all hell and I love it but Zoro did in fact basically invite a dude to cut him in half

- when they were hit by negative hollows and everyone else said stuff that was kinda funny but Zoro went straight up “I don’t deserve to exist” please honey talk to someone

- he was fighting Kaku and kept engaging in Kaku’s devil fruit bs and then berating himself for being uncool as if he wasn’t already fighting a giant giraffe

- to end this list, I want to get to Zoro’s absolute worst offense. remember when Zoro fought Kaku and he did that asura form thing? where he straight up grew four extra arms and two extra heads, all wielding swords? what the FUCK was that? and don’t tell me “fighting spirit” alright. that’s bull. people don’t just GROW EXTRA SWORD-WIELDING BODY PARTS because they’re just REALLY INTO a FIGHT. like I know this is One Piece and shit’s ridiculous all this time but this? this is too much. even for One Piece this is too much. this is so ridiculous. there has to be a line, even in One Piece, with what these guys are allowed to get away with. I can accept haki so good you can see the future. I can accept spinning so fast you set your leg on fire. I can accept being made of springs. I can accept booger bombs. I can accept all that and more, but this? this is where i take my stand. Roronoa Zoro cannot keep getting away with this! fighting spirit is just not an explanation. and the worst part? the absolute worst part?

- Zoro makes four extra limbs and two extra heads, all armed with swords, MATERIALIZE out of THIN AIR with absolutely NO REAL EXPLANATION and then pretty much NEVER DOES IT AGAIN! he did it once in sabaody (and once in strong world) and then hasn’t done it since! everyone else uses the power ups they got in enies lobby all the time but Zoro, somewhere out there, knows how fuckin sick this attack is (bc yeah it’s ridiculous as hell but like I still enjoy it) and he just won’t do it again. not once post timeskip has he used it at all. Roronoa Zoro knows what he’s doing and he is out there, right now, laughing

- roronoa zoro is one of my top three favorite one piece characters and I make this list entirely out of love. (feel free to add on more moments I may have missed and i’ll add them)

[somuchkdrama]

Bride of the Water God

Episode 6, 7, & 8

Friends 4ever, Literally

@dramajib​:  Okay so it seems like the sky god is the one who messed up with the god stones, so I suspect the gods must have known something was up when they sent HaBaek down

@rocknghorss​:  Think so?  I'm still wondering about that whole conversation between Kyle and MooRa. Like is Kyle being malicious or does he just not care all that much about what happens to Habaek?

dramajib:  I hope we get to see more of them when they were younger. Their friendship seems so cute

rocknghorss: agreed :) oh yea! did you catch that reference to MooRa being turned into a carp?

dramajib: No I don't think I did!

rocknghorss: It was a cute little throwaway comment Kyle made when he was talking about a fight they had 2000 years ago lol

dramajib: Lol I wonder how many years it takes these kids to grow up. Clearly 2000 is not enough

rocknghorss: Right? They all seem pretty immature to me! Even that hungry minor god seems awfully petty

The Sky King and the Timeline

dramajib: It could have been poor subbing, but it seemed in episode 7 like the Sky god had caused So Ah's family to become servants?

rocknghorss: Hmm!  I can't say I caught that, but I'm not always the best at paying attention to subs.  That would be an interesting bit of backstory tho!

dramajib: I think in general I just have so many questions right now that I can't even do any speculation. But not in a bad way, as if the show is all over the place, but more as if the writing is building up the plot really well

@triangularlily: It seemed like it was the realm of the gods as a whole that made her family servants since she serves all of them

dramajib: I’m also really interested in finding out about the little girl. I didn't realize she was the same one from the first episode, but maybe her family is the one that saved Hoo Ye?

rocknghorss: I guess that's possible.  But old man Shin hasn't made any mention of having another granddaughter.

dramajib:  My mental timeline is a mess. How long has it been since the stones went missing/HooYe got cast out of the realm of gods? Like one human lifetime, enough for HooYe to grow up, or many?

rocknghorss:  Hm, HooYe got cast out when he was 11/12? Or at least that’s how old the child actor looked to me.  

triangularlily: I don't think they have said I think it's been a long time.  Cause we don't know how HooYe ages

rocknghorss: Ekta, the stones went missing 13 years ago.  Also, I feel like spoiled granddaughter grew up with HooYe tho?

dramajib: Oh that makes sense then for her to crush on him.  Unless he’s like a long lost cousin sort of figure who suddenly appeared in her life, Goblin-style

rocknghorss: That's possible too. LOL.  I have so many things I wanna check so I'll add this to my list

dramajib: Alsoo timeline wise: SoAh's dad abandoned them, then her mom died, and THEN she jumped in the river?  Because I was under the impression she jumped in right when he left

rocknghorss: Yeah, but like, who's that lady who told SoAh her father had left??

dramajib:  Has to have been her mum/stepmum. Right?

rocknghorss: I guess, but that doesn't make sense time-wise??

rocknghorss: Dad leaves, mom drinks herself to death in one day, SoAh attempts suicide by cold river?

dramajib: Right? Unless... Was that scene during the twilight zone of episode 5?

dramajib: Could have been just really bad editing

SoAh + HaBaek’s Character Development

dramajib: I love that when So Ah realizes she judged Hoo Ye incorrectly she makes an effort to apologise to him for it.

triangularlily: Same I think overall she's trying to be kinder and more honest

rocknghorss: She is.  Although i find it somewhat amusing to think that the impetus for her to be kinder and more honest is HaBaek?  Who is honest to the point of pain sometimes.

triangularlily: It is interesting how honest HaBaek is, his promise to protect SoAh holds a lot more weight now

rocknghorss: It does! Although I found myself also confused along with SoAh when he was waffling about her selling her land.  Was he flip-flopping b/c he was feeling bad she didn't have any money and he didn't have any way to provide for her?

rocknghorss: So he's honest, but gets confused just like regular humans do I suppose...

triangularlily: Yeah that is a good point I'm not sure either

dramajib: I wonder if it stems from how he's always been told "oh but you were born to be the king". Like, yeah, no pressure there. Maybe I don't WANT to be king how about that

dramajib: And no one tells him how to be king, it's always just "oh well it doesn't matter because things will work out because you were born to be king". Like how the high priest says humans try to make sense of things and find logic in it all but gods just...are.

dramajib: And then he meets SoAh, and she's got all these expectations of what makes a good king, and he's suddenly thinking about that too. Plus in that scene where her ancestor is being sentenced to servitude, he looks acutely uncomfortable, whereas everyone else is just like "yeah cool we got a servant now"

triangularlily: Oooh yeah I didn't think about it like that

dramajib:  It actually started to bother me in episode 8 because the high priest repeated it so many times

triangularlily: Same like I feel like rolling my eyes and I've only heard it a few times imagine HaBaek over thousands of years lol

rocknghorss: I really like the idea that SoAh is influencing HaBaek for the better. Meaning, influencing him to actually think about what being a king really means. Hopefully that means that his animosity toward HooYe will disappear and instead he'll actually start thinking about how he as king should be treating all of those who fall under his authority.

dramajib: Also. When So Ah was freaking out after trying to prep for her mom's memorial - I oddly identified with her. It’s that awful feeling when you realize that you like this person who’s practically a stranger so much that you’ve put them ahead of everything else in your life, and it makes you question what a terrible person you are for not valuing what you already have.

[ansu-gurleht]

So, what is the technological advancement in your world? Is magic common or rather somewhat rare? Are some species more likely to be magical than others? Classical distinction between good and evil or more complicated than that? How about healthcare? And what do the people believe in, many Gods, Religions, maybe Major Religions? What about love? Special Cuisine? (Sorry, many questions)

okay let’s get CRACKIN! gonna put in a read more here for people who don’t care, b/c this is about to get LENGTHY

technologically we’re not too far ahead! maybe think early renaissance europe? no gunpowder, tho’ we have magic gun staves. we got crossbows, siege weaponry, and also magical prosthetic limbs! a lot of “technological” advances here are b/c of magic, but i don’t think that makes them any less valid.

magic is common enough that everyone knows it exists, but not everyone knows its scope. somebody (esp. like, a human in a rural village) might be surprised to meet somebody who can use magic, but they wouldn’t really doubt that it’s real magic. and also, there’s a bit of mystery in exactly what magic can do, how much there is in the world. think lotr, although in practice, my magic is much more of a hard magic system. (see sandersons laws of magic for what i mean by that!)

the three sentient races in my world (orcs, humans, and elves) can all practice magic to varying degrees. orcs tend to be born with an innate gift, and if you aren’t, then you either can’t do magic, or you can barely do magic with great effort. humans don’t tend to have innate ability, unless they have an innate gift for studying. b/c studying magic is the only way for humans to be able to learn and practice it. you might consider orcs to be d&d sorcerers, whereas humans are wizards.

elves….are a different story. they’re ALL inherently magical. their entire BEING is magic. that’s not to say they’re not flesh and blood, real people - they just treat magic like breathing. that doesn’t mean they’re all wizards or sorcerers or shaman, but they have the best “starting point,” so to speak. orcs have the worst “starting point” in that some of them can’t practice it at all, but orcs ALSO have they highest potential of power.

good vs. evil is absolutely not a thing - this setting really focuses on the grey aspects. it’s important to note - my original premise for this setting was, “what if a huge good vs evil battle like in lotr happened, except the ‘evil’ won?” naturally, orcs aren’t inherently “evil,” they were just slaves to a relatively “evil” force, the trolls. i won’t elaborate on the trolls too much, since even in my head i’m purposefully keeping them somewhat vague, but they were a powerful race who created the orcs as slave-warriors to try to destroy and conquer the world. but then the orcs won and realized being slaves wasn’t great, and that they didn’t like what they’d been made to do, and so they killed their gods, their makers.

there’s another force in the world, one which you MIGHT could consider a “truer” evil than even the trolls, but i won’t elaborate on them. spoilers ;P

(as a small note on my races: i’m using rather familiar names for them, like “orcs” and “elves” and “trolls,” but they’re really very different from what you’d expect. i shan’t elaborate on how, esp. wrt elves, b/c, again, spoilers.)

orcs are a very communal race, and always seek to protect and take care of their sick, weak, and disabled. i’ve already mentioned magical prostheses (orcs, esp. those who regularly fight, tend to lose limbs a lot :P), but magic and traditional medicinal cures are also used to tend for the sickly. the elderly and infirm are cared for and protected as well.

humans are a bit less caring, and esp. in communities w/o orc rule or influence, sometimes even discard the sick, elderly, and disabled. they tend to excuse it as being barely a dent in their population, b/c, well…..humans fuck like rabbits. that’s the primary reason that the orcs and trolls couldn’t completely destroy them. they destroyed their cities and homes, slaughtered them by the millions, but there were always those hiding in the forests and jungles, who just refused to die.

b/c of their magicalness, elves rarely NEED to worry about healthcare. magical healing and remedies are either something anybody can do, or something somebody down the street can do. it’s a non-issue to them.

ooh, boy, religion. humans believe in either a vague almighty God, or a vague almighty Pantheon of gods (possibly derived from old elvish religion), but it’s really not very well established. it really depends on the place, b/c a lot of places developed different religions due to their isolation after the war. 

orcs, and a lot of the humans under their rule/influence, have a very flexible system. they are ancestor-worshipers with some animist aspects. they also worship certain primordial elemental spirits (who they also consider ancestors) of the four elemental planes (earth, air, water, fire). it’s a bit odd to call them “planes”. they’re really like four pieces to the puzzle that is the world; they overlap with one another and their interactions create the world as we know it.

anyways, some orcs tend to have cults devoted to specific proposed ancestors, certain sacred sites, as well as some of the elemental spirits. it depends really on the specific culture - there’s a lot of variety.

elves worship “star gods” who speak to them (and only them) from the heavens, and also send their “emissaries” in the form of “dragon gods” to rule over/protect/guide the elven people. it’s quite a bit more complicated than that, but a lot of stuff about elves is spoilery, so that’s all you get.

ah, love. i’ll give you this: love for humans isn’t exciting. it’s about par for the course either in the real world, or in other fantasy worlds.

orcs, though? it’s very different. there’s not really “soulmates” in the sense of exclusive partners throughout your life. sure, some might be pretty attached and stick together, but it’s not exclusive, and not an end-all-be-all. gender/sex is irrelevant when it comes to orc love/mating. if they like somebody, and that somebody loves them back, they’re gonna fuck. sometimes publicly, but they try to keep it somewhat private, if not always quiet.

it works mostly off of hormones/pheromones. it’s worth noting that orcs age very differently from humans: orcs reach the size of an adult human by age 3 or 4. they reach full orc adulthood by age 8 or so. most orcs live until about age 40, rarely longer.

anyways, once an orc reaches adult age, their reproductive glands responsible for producing and receiving sexy-times pheromones are fully developed. (it makes it a bit difficult to determine exactly what “adult age” is for orcs, since some orcs finish developing by age 6, while others don’t finish until they’re 12, or at all. northern, “civilized” orcs tend to assume an age of 8.) 

for orcs, “rape” is basically an incomprehensible concept. orcs can literally only fuck if they are receiving the same pheromones they’re putting out for somebody. (this is why human-orc relationships are very, very rare, even not considering stigma; a human is just not equipped, from an orc’s point of view, to have sex.) 

way back when, during the big ol’ war, humans and elves spread rumors about the orcs “raping” and pillaging, but what they were really talking about was post-battle orc orgies. these were (and still are, occasionally) very real things. the adrenaline and excitement of battle, as well as the closeness with your comrades that results, tends to result in a lot of orcs getting really horny for each other. this was also effective, especially from the trolls’ point of view, in replenishing losses from the battle by reproducing. so after battles, humans within earshot miles around could hear, uh. a lot of orcs getting it on.

elves are different. obviously. when are they not? they DEFINITELY have life-partners, although sometimes multiple at a time. elvish culture is highly female-driven, and as a result, the most common er, “configuration” for an elvish couple is a lesbian couple. men are also usually expected to be together, b/c a lot of them have a hard time getting with women, due to their lower status. women will have multiple female life-partners, and typically only one male life-partner, which is how they reproduce. (elves are also very romantic, except not so much usually in “hetero” relationships. those guys are just there for babies, more or less.) it’s typically sort of a “competition” among elvish females to see who can pick the least deplorable man to mate with, just as it is for men to try to elevate their status by mating with powerful women.

one quick note on “gender.” humans, culturally, tend to be pretty cisnormative, i guess? there are men, and women, and transgender people are generally considered, er, not good. except in certain northern, orc-dominated territories, where nonbinary people are often considered to be almost as great and important as their genderless orc superiors.

orcs, as i’ve said, just don’t have a concept of gender, nor do their “sexes” look different from one another. there are no secondary sexual characteristics, and their primary sexual characteristics aren’t immediately obvious. 

elves consider there to be three genders : women, men, and “something in between”, as they refer to it. that third gender is sort of a catch-all for noncomformative elves, and have a sort of middle-of-the-road social status: not as high as women, but not as low as men. 

okay, last question! special cuisine…..i haven’t actually thought much of this! which is good, b/c i need to. orcs like to use a lot of spices and herbs, either that they gather in the wilds themselves, or grow in small gardens. they also have a special fermented alcoholic drink which only orcs enjoy, that gives a sort of energy boost, kinda like caffeine. humans tend to eat what they get, and tend to shy away from too many flavors. elves eat…uh….magical food i guess. fish? lots of fish probably. 

[belovedblabber]

I got EA so I could give y’all a nice Andromeda review before launch

No spoilers other then some stuff about the crew and my opinions on them.

More below the cut

Firstly, yes the facial animations are weird. Not all the time, but yeah, they could use some work. HOWEVER, it’s usually not as bad as people are saying. One thing I notice the most is weird eye movement. I think it’s to add a sense of fluid facial movement (as opposed to the more static eyes of Shepard) but sometimes it gets odd. Also sometimes the mouths are real weird. No walking glitches though, and sometimes the faces get some real movement and emotion across.

Now, that said, the environments are absolutley gorgeous, and exploring them is a blast.

The CC is limited, but i still managed to spend hours getting a Ryder that was just right. While the lack of options sucks, it also allows for some nice faces that fit well with the people around you. My Ryder is cute af.

Ryder is not Shepard, which is bittersweet of course, but nice. You really get the sense of Ryder being a young person who’s in over their head but trying their best.  The dialogue wheel is great and allows  for a lot of roleplaying. (And I’m saying that as someone who really did like the paragon/renegade system)

Voice acting has been great so far on all counts.

As for writing, the only weird convo I had is that one with Foster Addison that’s been going around. yes, it’s baffling and awkward, but so far all other conversations have been in line with what we’re used to with Bioware.

Combat is  fantastic and it’s a total blast. I love my jump jet. Auto cover has been working well for me, and nothing beats hovering mid air, shooting down a few enemies as you float, and then crashing to earth in a biotic charge.

The nomad takes some getting used to, but it’s pretty fun. I didn’t get much of a chance to use it (again, spent a lot of time in the cc) Some frustration with controls, but I think it’s probably gonna be pretty cool once you get used to useing it.

Companions and crew so far are great. Cora is a lot warmer than I imaged, and she’s almost acting like a sort of big sister figure to my Ryder. She has some great stories and serves as a cool head in contrast to Liam and my Ryders more hot headed approach. Also, she hangs out in the bio lab to water the plants. Cool plant mom.

Liam as an angel. I love him, 10/10 best friend material. Honestly sweet and funny, and always makes an effort to check in with you and see how you’re doing. Cutie pie. Also, he’s really physically affectionate. At one point Cora was upset and he had his hand on her shoulder, and he frequently pats you on the back or like grabs your shoulder. A sweet touch. What really made me love him was a conversation where he and I discussed leaving the milk way behind, and he mentioned that he cried every night. It was honestly such a sweet and honest thing for him to say, and I love him. I love Liam. I love Liam Kosta and will protect him. Best friend to share a drink with.

Gil seems like a real angel as well, and I’m looking forward to getting to know hum. he called to Vetra and Suvi  his girls, which was really cute. Seems like there’s a lot to learn about him.

Kallo is a sweet tall nerd and I love him (and did I mention that Salrians are super fucking tall?! Changes everything)

Suvi is a sweet science nerd and I like her a lot. Cute accent.

VETRA sweet jesus, Vetra. Legs for days, that voice, and a wheeling and dealing get it done attitude. Let me kiss her please, 10/10 space girlfriend, will climb her like a tree.

Lexi is 10/10 best doctor, calm and experienced but also witty. I like her and I trust her and I also have a bit of a crush on her.

SAM seems cool, and is very tied in with the Ryder fam (won’t say more)

Peebee seems really cool. My trial cut off literally just as a met her, but she tackled me, and then shot a robot, all without breaking a sweat. I’ll admit it was kinda hot. Her eyes did a weird thing tho.

The tempest is awesome. Really nice design, and you can explore the whole thing without having to deal with load times. The Normandy is the ship of my heart, but the tempest has some  perks. It’s really open, and it feels lived in. Tons of nice little details, like the crewboard, and the living area.Somebody has plushies on their bed, and Vetra has a bunch of snacks including Blasto cereal. Feels like home. Plus i got some sweet new clothes in my room. And windows everywhere, so you can look at that sweet sweet space. Honestly a very gorgeous ship and I loveed exploring it and talking to my crew.

As for the writing, so far it seems pretty solid Some corny dialogue  but that was true for the original trilogy too. The main plot and the reason driving your journey could go either way at this point, but I’m exited to learn more. Plot starts out fast and has to rush into things, so right now I have a lot of questions, but hopefully the story will handle them well. As I said, I barley started so it’s hard to tell. Very exploration based, and focused on the whole find  new home aspect, so it doesn’t have the grand space opera feel the of original trilogy, but I was barley into the main quest and there was some build up to a greater story and a lot of mystery, so I’m exited to learn more. Wish my trial hadn’t cut off.

NAKMOR KESH is coolest krogan ever and we shall be friends

Kandros is cool too, seems like a fun dude. 

Dad Ryder is different than expected, distant and a bit of a hardass, but actually seems to care for his kids and he and Sara had some genuinely sweet banter. Also voice is both uncomfortably attractive, and uncomfortably mr krabs. In game everyone talks about how he was hard to work with, but Sara and he had lots of sweet moments. 

So in conclusion, strong start and I’m looking forward to more. Don’t let the negativity get you down, this has potential to be a really fun addition to the series. Also, so many aliens to kiss

[hemsworths-chris]

tag games galore

heyo! i’ve been tagged in a shitload of tag games recently, but i haven’t had time for them. well, i’ve got some time on my hands now, so let’s go! 

NUMBER ONE: we rowed out across the hudson at dawn - shut up, sandhya

anyways, tagged by the lovely @gabrielledelacour​; thanks, love!

5 things you’ll find in my bag (wait what kind of bag is this)

my phone, and its accessories (adapter, earbuds etc)

a book (i dunno how large this bag is but)

lip balm

a pencil (or probably way too much stationary)

um shit i dunno i don’t usually carry handbags and stuff

5 things in my bedroom

books

books

MORE BOOKS

posters and shit

just school related stuff

5 things I’ve always wanted to do in my life

WRITE A NOVEL

discover something new!

make people proud

literally just have an unproblematic group of friends

find something to be passionate about :)

5 things that make me happy

amazing additions to tumblr posts in the tags

being with my friends

debating

listening to music (atm, preferably hamilton)

writing and reading incredible things!

5 things that I’m currently into

hamilton

harry potter

tumblr

actually studying for the amc 10 (kinda)

playing the viola!

5 things on my to-do list

learn html and/or calligraphy

study for literature

make new friends!

write up this fic i’ve had running through my mind for god knows how long

stay away from toxic people tbh

5 things you may not know about me

i type abnormally quickly

i can raise one eyebrow at a time

i will take algebra over geometry and chem/physics over bio any day of the week

my favorite youtube channels are vlogbrothers and lssc!

i do my a’s like “a”, rather that the more typical one that’s an oval with the line by it 

that was fun! next one: tagged by @ginnweasley​, @gentleginny, @oblviqte, @pomonasprowt, @ohremvs, and @peterpettiness; thanks!

RULES: you can tell a lot about a person by the music they listen to. put your music on shuffle, and list the first 10 songs and tag 10 people.

right off the bat: for the most part, i listen to hamilton these days, but i’ll be shuffling it from my personal playlist.

1. Lock Me Up - The Cab

2. Centuries - Fall Out Boy

3. I’m So Sorry - Imagine Dragons 

4. Sweater Weather - The Neighbourhood

5. All I Want - Kodaline

6. Absolutely Final Goodbye - Christina Grimmie 

7. This Ain’t A Scene, It’s An Arms Race - Fall Out Boy

8. Politiclash - PAINT (Jon Cozart)

9. Young and Beautiful - Lana Del Rey

10. Riptide - Vance Joy

and also, some song recs! all the ones listed, and the following: literally everything by fall out boy, american money (BØRNS), electric love (also BØRNS), gasoline (halsey), cities (nat and alex wolff), in your pocket (maroon 5), maps (maroon 5), angel in blue jeans (train), boulevard of broken dreams (green day, of course), cake by the ocean (DNCE)

next! tagged by my favorite person in the universe, @bauqelaire - too good for this world, too pure.

1) last song you listened to: shit i don’t remember, probably something from hamilton

2) three shows on your watch list: sherlock, the late show with stephen colbert, maybe supernatural or supergirl or friends or something (i don’t watch much tv)

3) best concert you’ve ever been to: i mean i’ve only ever been to one, a katy perry concert in 5th grade with @hearing-from-my-lawyers and another friend. and while we’re being mainstream, it was pretty lit!

4) last person you hugged: probably my mom

5) favorite flower: orchid!

6) least favorite type of jewelry: anklets, i can’t stand them!

7) favorite band/singer: the cast of hamilton, fall out boy, BØRNS

8) if you could dye your hair any colour what would it be: my hair is black, so probably a shade of blue, or maybe green - any ideas? i probably won’t tho

9) greatest compliment you have ever received: i really don’t recall, sorry

10) if you had to choose 2 of your friends to live on an island with, who would they be: @hearing-from-my-lawyers and either the 1st speaker on my debate team, a certain rock (not dwayne lol), or @leonine13

11) you’re at a candle shop, what scented candle do you buy: prob vanilla cuz i’m basic

my questions: just do these, i don’t have time to think of more and they’re really good questions

here’s a long one! tagged by the amazing @boat-face-mcgee

rules: Copy this post into a new text post, remove my answers and put in yours, and when you are done tag up to 10 people and also tag the person who tagged you… and most importantly, have fun! 

a - age: 14


b - biggest fear: being unimportant, and bees

c - current time: 7:51 pm


d - drink you last had: water

e - every day starts with: waking up and wishing i could sleep longer


f - favourite song: wait for it, from hamilton (i think??? there are loads of songs that i love tbh)


g - ghosts, are they real: in a metaphorical sense, absolutely; in a real sense, i’ve seen no real proof for either side of the argument so i can’t judge


h - hometown: i’d rather not say, but it’s in Silicon Valley!


i - in love with: my family and friends :)

j - jealous of: basically everyone tbh, but esp people who seem to succeed at life and school easily; i mean, they put in effort, but it always works out for them!

k - killed someone: my innocence


l - last time you cried: this morning bc i’m pathetic


m - middle name: don’t have one


n - number of siblings: zero

o - one wish: to get into a good high school; alternatively, for lin-manuel miranda to randomly decide to reprise his role of alexander hamilton for the 8 pm performance of hamilton in sfo in late march (i can’t recall the date rip)

p - person you last called/texted: the best friend!

q - questions you’re always asked: are you in *insert some grade 2-3 grades higher than what i actually am*? bc i’m tall

r - reasons to smile: friends! sunshine! pandas! fluffy fanfics!

s - song last sang: idk


t - time you woke up: around 10:10 am

u - underwear color: ...blue...

w - worst habit: i bite my nails! it’s really bad but i just can’t stop!


x - x-rays you’ve had: 2, once when i broke my finger and once when i broke my toe

y - your favourite quote: “It is a far, far better thing I do, than I have ever done ; it is a far, far better rest I go to than I have ever known.” -Sydney Carton (my problematic fave), A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens (that quote was listed by @boat-face-mcgee, but i love it too! i don’t really have a favorite, though, since are so many i love)

z - zodiac sign (but also myers-briggs) : Sagittarius, ENFP

next one: also tagged by @bauqelaire!

rules: tag nine people you want to get to know better

relationship status: single, thankfully

favorite color: turquoise or navy blue!

lipstick or chapstick: chapstick

last song i listened to: i dunno, sorry

last movie i watched: part of the first indiana jones movie, i think

top 3 tv shows: atla, lssc, basically anything on the food network 

top 3 characters: (just three??? what???) sirius black, remus lupin, aaron burr, and since i can’t follow rules, finnick odair, june iparis, and hermione granger

top 3 ships: j i l y, odesta, blackinnon

books i’m currently reading: hamlet for school, and the fbawtft screenplay!

for this next one, i was tagged by @pickettandnewt

1 Song : the room where it happens, from hamilton

2 Movies : fbawtft, and moana!

3 Shows : the late show with stephen colbert, atla, friends

4 People : i’ll just tag 4 of my fave tumblr users: @peppermintparvati, @fjrebolt, @emmelinevvance, @nargles (feat. @lumox!) (oh and also my irl friends: @hearing-from-my-lawyers, @emofandomgirl, @leonine13 and @aweami543)

5 Foods : boba, mozzarella sticks, asian eggplant, malai kofta (i could swim in the stuff tbh), paneer paratha

there are a few more that i’ve been tagged in, but i’ve tried not do anything that i’ve done before.

tagging: @chodear​, @nargles​, @grriphook​, @mxrcusflint​, @emmelinevvance​, @bauqelaire​, @fjrebolt​, @snuffls​, @hearing-from-my-lawyers​, @lumox​, @padampatil​, @cedricdiggory​, @dailyprophet​, @jilys​, @hogsmecd​, @gxnnyweasley​, @pctter​, @pcnsypcrkinson​, @winterblackburned​, @jamespottuh​, @softprongs​, @tragedys​, and anyone else who wants to do them! you can do as many or as few as you want; i love you all!