#like i dont want it to feel like it doesnt have purpose

[pyrriax]

i think about this song from time to time.

[vristrogen]

something about people calling vrisrezi "toxic yuri" always puts me off. i understand the lack of words to really put their dynamic but like you know theyre in a relationship thats largely good for them right. they arent dating because "it sucks but it would be worse without each other" they genuinely really love each other a lot

[oceanwithouthermoon]

imo everyone who insists that saikis life was perfect and he was a spoiled brat complaining about nothing are just purposefully ignoring and misinterpreting the whole manga simply because they like other characters better and want to make up scenarios to make their fav seem like a precious little victim in every situation

its hard to explain but i see it happen a lot with specifically people who have dedicated accounts for other characters and constantly misattribute every issue to "saikis such a baby, my character has it way worse!" "saiki hurt my babys feelings once so i hate him!" "saikis such a spoiled brat, my baby has a way shittier life and never complains about it!" "saiki hurt my poor precious fav once so hes an abusive monster!"

and said "shittier life" that they "never complain" about is either the persons headcanons (literally made up) or... the character DOES complain about it and the person takes those words at FACE VALUE but ignores everything else, including things that actually HAPPEN right in front of our eyes

[topaziraphale]

"Stop saying Crowley won't help Aziraphale in S3 he'd go back to him in a HEARTBEAT and nothing would stop him" I get it no one likes the idea of Crowley being bitter after what happened for a long period of time but like can we at least acknowledge that he's currently going through probably the most emotional pain in his life since falling? Can we agree that he's opened his heart entirely - something you couldn't pay him to do unless the world is literally ending and he's desperate - to Aziraphale, and got shot down? Can we understand that he did it AGAIN only to lose Aziraphale again? Not that what Aziraphale did isn't without Crowley's own shortcomings (hiding the truth of Heaven's cruelty from him) but like,,,,

The appeal here isn't Scorned Crowley Doesn't Love Aziraphale Anymore, or Never Wants To Help Him Again, the appeal here is Crowley learning enough self respect to not just walk back right to Aziraphale like nothing happened after Aziraphale has had a pattern of consistently refusing him. Going years ping-ponging between "We're not friends I don't even know him" to "That's what friends are for right?" and "We're friends, why would you even say anything?" and "Friends? We're not friends. We are an angel and a demon!"

Like I get it, Crowley is a heartbreakingly forgiving person. Of course he's gonna forgive Aziraphale, I'll be surprised if he didn't forgive him by the time he walked out the bookshop door, but gdi he could at least grant himself the luxury of being at least a little irritated for longer than however long it takes to make a globe and some books float and angrily cry out to God in his flat. But due to the change of pace and dynamic that is establishing part of the conflict for Season 3, I just really like the idea of him for ONCE prioritizing himself and being like "Okay, fine. We'll get back at it when you're ready, then," instead of just taking Aziraphale back like his words and actions meant nothing to him, when clearly they have an effect on him.

What is Aziraphale going to learn if Crowley just accepts what he did so quickly, like he always has the entire time they've been friends? Idk maybe I'm just projecting too much darkness on their dynamic but I mean, if the pattern of Aziraphale pushing Crowley away/disrespecting him one day and then being fine with his friendship the next + Crowley never stopping to be like "Hey, that's not cool, at least give me a little credit" or smth was fine all along and will continue to be fine in the future, then why, after 6,000 years of being friends and loving this demon, can Aziraphale still not accept that Crowley is just fine the way he is, and instead got excited to promote him to an angel in a heartbeat once the opportunity presented itself? You can't blame all of it on Heaven when Aziraphale has demonstrated his free will/defiance to Heaven so many times. Or, I don't know, I guess maybe we can? Maybe I'm just craving too much angst to the point where I'm letting it cloud my analysis of canon. Idk.

[peepersponies]

Also can I just say, the fact that core refresh and monster fest hit shelves around the same time is a TRAVESTY of logistical planning on Mattel's part. I know CR clawdeen and drac trickled out a bit earlier than the rest, but even still that's TEN high production value dolls all hitting the shelves within a few months of each other. So few people can afford to buy all of those! And even if they can afford it, consumption has diminishing returns. It's practically begging people to get burned out and stop caring. Which is tragic, because I think these lines are fucking awesome!

It's not just monster high honestly, it's symptomatic of the entire Overconsumption Culture we have going on right now. And it makes me sad.

[pyrosomatic-metamorphosis]

thinking about 4halo again and dying

they just. they used to be so sweet together. and then the election arc managed to genuinely turn them against each other (and bad is still affected by being caged in the museum) and i would NOT have been surprised if a rebellion had started within the next few weeks after their last fight and. they used to be friends and then they almost destroyed each other

and then the eggs went missing

and there are so many parallels between them, but one of the biggest parallels is how they're both protectors. they both protected the eggs (and, when he became president, forever extended that protection to the other islanders) but the eggs went missing and they had to put all of that aside. Forever was quicker to put it down than Bad was (it felt like only a very temporary truce, from Bad's end), but they put their problems on hold, because their eggs. were gone.

and another parallel. the destruction. both of them with their plans to cause ruin because then, maybe, theyll get their kids back. bad caused most of the grieving arc damage directly, and got aypierre and antoine to help him. he dug holes in the ground. he placed mines everywhere and leapt into them. he started the lavacasting process of the fed building (and was interrupted by admins, so he stopped, but philza and fit were still right to laugh at him lmaoo). he drilled a hole through the side of the federation office from a huge distance away. he has chosen to hurt his friends and himself to get the eggs back. whatever the cost.

forever destroyed the island. or he planned to destroy the island. or he was interrupted just before he destroyed the island or or or. I don't know. but it was big, and it was bad. bad enough that the feds had to step in and forcefully drug him, and kickstart the happy pills arc.

and the happy pills arc..... oughghghgh as fucking awful as it was for their characters to experience i genuinely truly think that it saved them from each other. when he was first told about forever being fucked up bad was still in the "i need to kick his butt" mindset, and was all ready for an excuse to kill forever. and then he saw forever. and the first proposal happened. and bad was angry and he was sad and upset and he was careful. forever tried to kill him. bad decided to save him. forever kept trying to marry him. forever kept taking the pills. forever was so scared of his own anger and all of the damage he could and would have caused to his family that he kept taking drugs that kept him so out of his mind he hallucinated his son was just sleeping safely at his house.

and they both tried to kill each other. and they both failed.

and bad showed phil and cellbit (and tubbo) the item scanner that dapper discovered, which could destroy him, because nothing else was working. because they needed to save forever. because bad was reminded by then that forever was a victim of the federation instead of just a mouthpiece for it. and then when forever woke up he saw bad, suffering, and so excited to see him awake.

and now they're here on opposite sides again with forever projecting his protection urges onto the fed worker in bad's basement and bad frustrated that he isn't being believed and his evil plans of giving ron lemons apology brownies is being interrupted and. look at them. soft "i hate you" and the appreciation room and bad's quiet heartbreak when he learned about forever being missing and the "i miss you" book bad got mad at because it asked him not to torture fed workers. does anyone hear me im so ill about them. do you understand they care about each other so much and the happy pills arc reminded them of that. forever realized bad is colourblind and bad assumed forever was poisoning him and then forever helped bad cheat on another colourblindness test and forever was giving bad flowers and bad was accepting them and accepted that he was colourblind despite his previously constant denial and! i don't know if im being comprehensible and i dont really care i will be honest i just need you to know i am frothing at the mouth like a rabid little beast. they are a TRAGEDY of miscommunication and external pressure but they love so so much. platonic or romantic or qpp they CARE and it tears me to shreds

[lemongogo]

need 2 find myself again in 2025 . tbhwu

[macchiatosdumptruck]

I don't really ascribe to the whole "writing bad things in fiction means you condone bad things irl" line of thinking because it's just false.

But it is interesting and possibly troubling how they thought Robby "deserved" whatever bad treatment he got, and for what? They invented him. They created his character. He did what they made him do. And what he did was basically just exist.

[thegreatyin]

who is the scoundrel? I see you posting about them(it? Idk) all the time but I haven’t figured out who they are

my fallen london OC! i made them by accident a few months ago and as you can tell ive very quickly developed scoundrel brainrot. it's a terminal illness for which there is no cure and the symptoms are instead of brain there is scoundrel.

in terms of actual character rundowns, their full moniker is The Bandaged Scoundrel, though i tend to call them "the scoundrel" for short. their real name is D█████, but they'd sooner die permanently than respond to or even acknowledge its existence.

they are! a bastard! a rat! a son of a b___! a motherf______! they are vain beyond your wildest imagination and they think they're the most infallible perfect being in all of existence and they have the exact attitude of a saturday morning power-hungry cartoon supervillain on cocaine.

and also, perhaps most importantly, they're Really Fucking Stupid. because of course they are.

they are resplendently awful. they are inevitably going to cause their own demise in an act of pure karmic retribution. they are a speck of dust in history that desperately keeps trying to insist they're actually a tornado. i love them dearly.

in loose conclusion while also acknowledging ive explained literally nothing; my goofy silly victorian london browser game player character that deserves to get timetraveled against their will to the 21st century specifically so they can get hit by a truck

[karokawwo]

I don't think his hair is his grayest feature

[druidshollow]

"what would your character be like without their trauma?" is such a hard question for me because it makes me feel like a massive asshole LMAO

(im attaching a picture of a tundra literally to add context to my ramble in the tags because my posts are structured by a sane person) (you should read the ramble in the tags i talk so much about rivers fsr)

[opens-up-4-nobody]

...

[hqmillioncorn]

Turning and turning Our feelings are tumbling around

Pancake and Linnet watched as Cherrypit continued to climb up the Gridanian aetheryte. It was actually kind of impressive how much the baby leash could stretch. Both girls had decided to take Cherrypit out for an impromptu walk after their complementary breakfast. Courtesy of a promise Lunya had given the three of them the day before. And Cinnamon just decided to tag along. "Do you think he's trying to eat it?" Linnet asked out loud. "No I think he's just having fun biting it." Pancake recalled something Babycorn had told her years ago. "Babycorn said that Cherrypit is still growing his teeth so that's why he bites things still." "Ooh." That made sense. Pancake smiled, it was nice to have things back to normal for a change. Was a thought she had right before seeing Cherrypit take a bite out of the aetheryte. Well, as normal as things could get around here,

with @windupnamazu 's butter and pancake and linnet and cinnamon

when youre recovering from getting kidnapped and used to traverse and heal another world things can get a little boring and also hectic

The day felt like it was going too fast and going too slow at the same time. Somehow it was earlier than Babycorn thought, even though she didn’t feel the least bit tired.

Instead she seemed to feel more tired the darker outside it got. It was kinda annoying. 

Babycorn shuffled around the bed she was currently sitting on. Considering all the times she found herself sitting in such a similar position Babycorn was a little annoyed with herself that she wasn’t at least a little more used to it yet. Or at the very least figured out the perfect pillow ratio to sit comfortably against. 

‘Uncomfy…’ Babycorn thought to herself, chewing on a pencil in her hand. As uncomfortable as the beds in the Twin Adders infirmary were, they were a million times better than her previous accommodations had been. 

Just a little over a week ago she had spent night after night sleeping on the ground. 

Babycorn unconsciously began to crumple the important book she was holding in her other hand. It had only been a couple of days since she woke up from her latest Starsinger induced coma. Though, in her defense, this one wasn’t entirely her fault. 

It couldn’t really have been helped in the case of having been kidnapped and forced to use her power against her will. 

Babycorn still couldn’t remember much of it but from what she could remember, it was that Cremia and Scotch weren’t very nice. Cremia had been the worst of the two, berating her and ranting to her for such a long time. She could understand the desperation of getting something back that you lost but this was just on the verge of being crazy, in Babycorn’s opinion.

Whatever happened to them in the end, Babycorn hoped that they both got the punishment they deser-

Babycorn let out a hiccup, quickly covering her mouth. 

How could she have forgotten that Butter was in the room with her?!

If he heard her thinking such rotten things about his parents what would he think about her?! 

Babycorn kept her mouth covered as she watched Butter walk all around the room. 

He was happily humming a little song to himself while he cleaned up. Picking things up and putting them away, throwing out the trash and making sure that it didn’t get too dusty in here. 

Butter loved doing little tasks like these. For as long as Babycorn knew him he always seemed to be doing something. Babycorn was always a little worried that Butter would somehow complete all the little tasks in the world and he would run out one day…

With all the fun that they all had last night however, it was probably a safe bet that Butter wouldn’t run out of things to clean anytime soon. Pancake and Linnet had brought over several board games and a bunch of snacks courtesy of her allowance from Lunya and Tsuna. 

Babycorn, of course, won none of the games but she did learn just how fiercely competitive Tilika could be.

It was a little harrowing to see the final opponents of every game be Cinnamon, Lunya and Tilika. Though as suspenseful as it was, there was something fun about all of them being together. With nothing to worry about except for the possibility of Cinnamon flipping the game board over. 

At the end of the night Lunya won most of them, except charades. Pancake and Cinnamon won that one, to no one’s surprise. 

Everyone all had so much fun the whole night long that most of them ended up passing out, leaving whole game boards and pieces strewn about the room. Alongside some half-eaten snacks and drinks that were still half full. 

Babycorn had been asleep at the time but Tilika and Lunya had offered to help clean up, only to be waved away by Butter who assured them he had it handled. Both Lunya and Tilika had a hunch that some of Butter’s decision was influenced by the fact that he would be able to stay with Babycorn a little longer. 

Of course, Babycorn didn’t mind. She liked Butter being here! Babycorn liked any of her friends being here, but Butter was a special case. When he was around Babycorn felt like there was nothing that would hurt her because Butter would be there to save her! 

If anyone else tried to take her away he would find her! Just like he had done this time!

Babycorn’s smile and warm feeling in her chest faded a little as she watched Butter’s ears wiggle around. Nervously she reached her hand over to tug on one of her braids, only to find it absent since her hair was down. “Um, hey Butts?” It still felt a little strange to be able to talk with her mouth. Her throat felt oddly dry. 

One of Butter’s ears turned towards Babycorn as he turned around in a split second at the sound of her voice. In his hands there was an empty board game box. “Hmm? Is everything ok?” He looked around the room, taking note of the sun coming in through the window. “Is the light bothering you? Do you want me to close the curtains a little?” 

“Huh?” Babycorn blinked. Now that he mentioned it the sun was sort of bothering her. “Yeah. Could you close them? Pretty please?” 

“Right away!” 

Babycorn kept her eyes on Butter as he happily made his way over to the window and adjusted the curtains. “Actually…Can I ask you a question?” Babycorn nervously chewed on her pencil again. 

“Yeah! Anything!” 

“...Could you hear what I was thinking?” 

Butter shook his head, “I couldn’t hear any of it!” He smiled. Normally such a question would probably have a normal person doing a double take at least three times but at this point neither Babycorn or Butter were normal by any sense of the word. 

“Oh! Okay that’s good!” That was the end of that, Babycorn decided and went right back to whatever she was doing before she started thinking or whatever. That is to say her attention went right back to the book of word searches that Butter had given her earlier. 

Butter had heard Babycorn mumbling to herself something about being bored and decided to let her borrow his book full of word searches.

As Butter picked up another piece of trash he heard Babycorn giggling. “Are you having fuuun?” Butter asked. He was glad she seemed to be having a good time. 

Babycorn nodded, wiggling her legs around. “Yeah! See? See?” She held up the book into the air and pointed at it with her pencil. “I’m circling all the letters! Just like you showed me!” Indeed, Babycorn was circling all the letters in a bunch. The only problem was that none of them formed anything that resembled an actual word. 

“I think I’m winning!” Babycorn kept giggling to herself.

Butter didn’t want to tell her otherwise. “I bet you are! They should give you a big trophy for it!” Something like, the most circles ever circled inside of a word search ever. Chances were that Babycorn probably did circle a real word with all the constant scribbling she was doing. 

“Can I do more pages? Is that okay?” Babycorn figured she should ask since this book was Butter’s. 

“Go for it!” Butter didn’t mind. There were countless word search books out there in the world but there was only one girl of his dreams. And if she wanted to write all over it, then who was he to say no. “I also have picross and word fill books if you wanted to try those!” 

Babycorn’s face lit up. “Wow! I have no idea what those are!!” 

“Don’t worry I’ll teach you!” 

Butter had spent the better half of the dawn teaching Babycorn how word searches work. Of course all she had really understood was circling letters but she was still in the early stages of learning to read still. It would probably make good practice later down the line. 

If Babycorn had her pom up it would have fluffed up in excitement. “Are you gonna hold my hand again and help me write!?” That’s what Butter had done earlier and it was really nice and made her face all warm and her heart beat a little faster than usual and and and and-!

Butter made a funny little noise with his mouth. Something that was a cross between a gasp and someone answering a question with a resounding ‘Yes!’ There was something kinda cute and endearing about it. At least Babycorn thought so. 

Babycorn took Butter’s squeak as a yes (which to be fair it was) and let out a little cheer. “Yay! Thank you Butts!” 

As excited as she was to learn a whole bunch of other things with her very cool friend Butter-first she needed to finish what he taught her first. There were so many more letters for her to circle! 

Babycorn continued to circle letter after letter as time marched forward she and Butter would have small conversations with each other. At one point Babycorn asked Butter what his favorite kind of cake was. Butter’s answer was his sister, Pancake. He felt extra proud of his little joke after Babycorn doubled over in laughter. 

The room was almost all clean now. All that was left was some trash under a small round table everyone had used to hold drinks. “Alright-!” Butter pumped himself up and dove under to pick up the candy wrappers strewn over the floor. 

Soon after Butter disappeared from Babycorn’s view, she took notice. “Butts…?” Babycorn leaned over as far as she could trying to see if Butter was still there, just out of view. Babycorn’s heart began to beat a little faster, she felt a lump in her throat. 

Did something happen? Did he go somewhere? Did someone take him?

It wasn’t long until Babycorn couldn’t take it anymore. “Butts!” She cried out, “Are you there? Butter?!”

Butter reacted a split second right after Babycorn had first yelled his name. His quick reaction time was not without its consequences however. Since his first instinct was to see if something was wrong with Babycorn. Which meant he had to stand back up. 

In doing so his head ended up impacting the bottom of the bottom of the round table with a loud crash. “Ow!!” Butter hissed at the pain and hunched himself over, waiting for the pain to subside. “Ow..Ow..Ouch…”

“...B-Butts?” It sounded like he was hurt. A faint glow appeared in Babycorn’s eyes. “A-Are you o-okay?” To someone who couldn’t see the whole picture it sounded like Butter had gotten really hurt by something. Or by someone Babycorn couldn’t see. 

Babycorn let out a sniffle, “Butter please be o-okay…! Butter…Butter…?” 

By now the ringing in Butter’s ears was starting to fade. “Ah?” Butter rubbed the top of his head, it was still stinging but otherwise he would be fine. Now he could hear Babycorn saying his name, over and over. “Ah!” Butter crawled out from under the desk as quickly as he could and jumped back onto his feet. 

‘Are you okay? Please, Please be okay…!’ If something happened to Babycorn again…There was no force on or off the planet that would be able to stop him from keeping her safe and sound. 

Soon enough, both Babycorn and Butter were face to face again, both of them were breathing heavily with tears dangerously close to the corners of their eyes. It took a few seconds of looking at each other for each of them to realize that neither of them were in any sort of danger. Everything was okay. They were both okay. 

Without a second thought, Babycorn placed her hands on Butter’s. She let out another sniffle, “Are you okay…?” A part of her was having trouble trusting her eyes. Butter nodded, giving her a small smile. “I am! I just hit my head a little when I stood up.” He moved his hand away from Babycorn’s for just a moment to show where he had hit it, “It hurt but I’ll be okay!” 

“You got hurt…?” Babycorn felt a familiar lump in her throat. “Was it cause I was calling you?”

Butter hesitated to answer. “...That was why I stood up but it was just bad luck. It wasn’t your fault.” He decided to ask his own question now. “Are you okay? Babycorn?”

“Huh?” It was a bit of a surprise to hear that. Nothing had happened to her. Babycorn had gotten scared but other than that she had just been sitting here. “I’m fine!” For the most part. 

It was a relief for Butter to hear that. Though they were allegedly safe, there was still this pit of worry in Butter’s gut that something, anything else could happen. A growing anxiety that his parents would walk in and take Babycorn away again. 

That something just like this would happen to any of the other people he loved. 

Babycorn noticed Butter looking away from her. She looked down at her hair, the ends of her tips were still glowing. That was part of the reason she was still in the infirmary. That and she was still too weak to keep herself up without falling over. Which also meant walking was still out of the question.

She frowned, taking in a deep breath. “Butts? Can you promise me something?” 

“Huh…?” That knocked Butter straight out of his spiral of worries. Babycorn was always forward about these things but somehow after all these years he still found himself getting shocked by it. “O-Of course!” He felt Babycorn hold onto his hands a little tighter. 

“Can you promise me you won’t ever never get hurt like me?” 

“...What do you mean?” Butter wasn’t sure what Babycorn meant. 

“Like…this.” Babycorn let go of Butter’s hands and tugged at her hair. “And like what happened at the Ghimlyt dark and when we got back from Sharlayan.”Though they were faint, she could still remember seeing the worried looks from the people around her. “I don’t…” She hiccuped, “I don’t wanna see you be all hurt…” Even seeing Butter being sad was bad enough. Babycorn couldn’t possibly imagine the pain she would feel having to see him halfway dead, and her not being able to do anything about it. 

Maybe it was a little selfish. No, it was. She had been injured and hurt so many times now and Butter had been there every time. And now here she was-asking him to do the impossible. 

That made what happened next even more of a surprise. 

Butter smiled and just nodded his head, “I promise.” 

“...eh?” 

“I said I promise!” Butter remained firm, “I’m not going to get hurt! I won’t ever get hurt! And that’s a double promise!” He winked. 

Babycorn couldn’t hold back her tears at this point. “You…” She wiped her eyes. “Y-You won’t get hurt! Yeah! C-Cause I’ll be there to help you!” Another wail escaped Babycorn’s mouth, but something was different about it. There was a laugh mixed in with it. “C-Cause I’m always gonna be with you! So I’ll protect you and you won’t get hurt Butts!” 

Butter echoed Babycorn’s laugh. “I already promised I would protect you too!” He felt warm tears dripping down the side of his cheeks. “No matter what happens I’ll be there by your side. To keep you safe!” 

“Then we’ll protect each other!” Babycorn leaned forward as much as she could and stretched out her arms toward Butter. “That way we both don’t get hurt!!”

Butter wrapped her arms around her and hugged her tightly. “Yeah! That’s right!” After this, after everything. Nothing like this would ever happen again. Butter was going to protect all the people he loved, for now and forever. “And everything will be okay…” 

But he knew, he wasn’t alone in his promise. It wasn’t all on him. 

“Hey Butts?” 

“Hmm?” Did Babycorn have something else to say?

Babycorn leaned forward and gave him what some people would describe as a peck on the cheek.

“Butts, don’t ever change.”

[sonknuxadow]

Sonic is so unromantic and unbothered by relationships that I legit didn't even realise that Sonic is supposed to canonical reciprocate Elises feelings before the end 6 his 06 campaign. I legit thought it was one-sided for the longest time, but nope.

The problem is that I think this is actually too in character for Sonic, and if they legit tried to give him a 'proper' romance arc, then it would just feel fake compared.

FOR REAL this is the only game that elise appears in so i cant really comment on her typical behavior or what her other relationships are like . but with sonic i Can do that . and randomly making a new friend and becoming very close with them or having some emotional moments with them over the course of the adventure is just average sonic behavior that doesnt usually come with any blatant romantic implications regardless of the gender of the other person. and imo he doesnt really treat elise much differently than he does his other friends

the moments that do kinda read as if theyre meant to be romantic only feel that way because im watching them after being told theyre supposed to be if i had seen it without that knowledge i probably would have just been like Oh sonic and his new bestiAHHHHHHHH KISSING JUMPSCARE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[strawberrysweater]

augh the ot3 and saimatsu...... i just love themb so so so so so much there are so few ships i feel this strongly about... nine times out of ten if i "ship" something it's in a sorta hypothetical way where i hardly ever imagine them doing romantic things together and more just. i like them when they stand next to each other and their dynamic is good/silly/tragic/etc. but saimatsu and saiibomatsu make me so unwell (positive) like. if my aro romance repulsed ass is imagining a ship getting married i have it BAD for them ok

[vanweezer]

very very personal, just insight into where im at w my family and things that bother me/have encouraged me to move out

"i know youre moving out so im just gonna say no ones kicking you out and if you feel like this is something you have to do then ok"

thanks! i know im not being kicked out! but yknow i kinda yet a weird vibe when your out of touch husband takes me to a cemetery to yell at me, tell me im just like my father/dont give my father "the time of day", and that im "mean to people who care about me" in front of his dead mother's grave in a poor attempt at guilting me out of speaking my mind. but no yeah thanks for stating the fucking obvious that im leaving on my own terms