#ni blabs

[knightwhoisni]

accidentally found out that wasting time during this specific part of the tank assassination mission makes arthur call you and tell you what to do in such a frustrated tone lol

[nis-si-hellhole]

concept: ur f/o saw you being Weird and went "...that one. i want that one."

[knightwhoisni]

oh my god i had to go check for myself and it happened to me too

Loid sweetie what the fuck happened to your hair

[en-gelic]

boyfriend riki instagram dump an. part 2 bcs i keep ( click here ) ! finding so many good photos

epilogue - ⋆ riki's posts !

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[megacarapa]

such a sweet moment and its such a short and simple scene... oh to be a person your friend can talk to to heal their heart...

[marms-momentos]

Struggling with original thoughts

Someone asked me recently "Do you have anything to add or original thoughts? Not just regurgitation..?"

They didn't ask in a mean way at all but it definitely sparked some less than positive emotions. But then, why did that question spark them? What is dormant within me that resonate with that question? I think having Ne as a dominant function, I didn't realize how much I was absorbing information without really processing it. It's so so easy to just listen and reiterate people's thoughts without adding any of my own. Most of the time, it makes them very happy too. It feels as though the possibilities are endless, and if I were to express one form of my take, I would be excluding another possibility that is just as accurate. But pleasing others and just being a sponge to information isn't how I want to live for the next (hopefully) 65 years. I don't know really how to talk about my own opinions. I like theories and objective forms of thought. I really enjoy listening to other people's thoughts but when asked, "What do you think?" I never have anything to say. Nothing of my own at least, and I think that's why the question really threw me off. Not because "oh, no one ever cares about me or my opinions boo-hoo" but someone was challenging my opinions and was genuinely curious! For the first time, someone wasn't just happy I agreed with them but was prying into my own reasonings! It was a shove towards the realization that my Ni is freaking garbage! Thank goodness for good friends who challenge us to become the best versions of ourselves.

So for 2025, there will be a couple of goals I will set. Instead of attempting to force my brain to create an opinion (about anything, I am being vague ik mb), I am going to intake as much information as I can about topics I care about. Then I will actually s i t with it, sifting through the data points until I can conclude to something that I find accurate and valuable. Consuming educational content is nothing if I don't end up being educated by the end of it. Listening is not the goal for the coming year, understanding in silence will be. And I don't want to just blab it out either, it's too easy to talk and not walk. I guess this blog will be a diary of how it goes!

[bi-lavelent]

Lone Wolf (Quinn Fabray x Fem-Reader part 7)

Warning: Fluff, Angst, Cussing, Bullying, Smut

We were all sat in the auditorium. Everybody except for me was watching Sue and Mr.Schue fight. I needed to talk to Sue after practice she needed to take the glee club down and I was ready to help. You see since the other day Quinn still has not talked to me. I overheard that she giving the baby to Terry. This highschool had never been this dramatic til now. It may or may have not also been the fact that I haven’t gotten layed recently. With glee I didn’t have time to go Cruising lately so I had to stay on home turf. Which wouldn’t had been an issue my freshman year when I was I had more confidence or any of the other years when there was ladies willing to do a little lady on top of lady stuff. But instead I’ve had to use my message gun and my fingers. It’s not the same I understand why Sue is always angry. I have gone full out against the glee club not only due to me not having friends except for the freshman. I’ve got nothing Santana won’t even flirt with me anymore. Which she started freshman year before all this Glee club shit. Sue had decided to turn the minorities against the others. As the meeting ended I ran up to Sue

“Hay sue” I said

“Yes Y/N” Sue said

“Can we talk in you office” I asked

“Sure” Sue said

As we both walked to her office together

“I can help you destroy Glee club. But you have to promise me two things one you won’t get kick Quinn off the Cheerios and two you’ll protect me if they come after me.” I said

“What do you got?” Sue asked

“I got things that will tear each of them apart. I’m tired of them bashing kids with special needs.” I told her.

The next day, I was sitting in the choir room as everybody entered. As Sue called out the names for her special club. Called Sues Special kids

“K just take the football players and your Cheerios” Mr.Schue said

“K when you hear your name cross over to my side of the black shiny thing.” Sue said

“That’s called the piano Sue.” Schue said

“Santana, Wheels, Gay kid, Asian, other Asian, Arthea, Shaft and Y/n” Sue said

As I was sitting in the glee room waiting for sue Santana came in.

“Hey” I said

“Don’t talk to me” Santana said

“Look I know we were never friends. But we at-least talked. We were becoming friends.” I said

“Okay than what’s going on with you and Puck.” She said

“Nothings going on I’m not flirting with him I’m mad at him. He got Quinn kicked off the Cheerios cause he blabbed to coach Sue about her pregnancy.” I said

“Why would he care? Why would either of you care?” she asked

“Because Finn isn’t the father he is she felt shitty about herself and he got her extremely drunk and took advantage of her. Oh yeah all of this was while you two were together.” I said

“Okay that does not answer why you’re helping Quinn.” She said

“What I’m about to tell you only two people in this school know. Sue and Quinn and know you. Freshman year I went worlds on the schools boxing team I was dating a Lacrosse, football player who was a senior. I got pregnant 6 months before school ended. The dad left for college I have never seen him since I then had the baby all alone no one was there for me. Because I had pushed everyone I cared about away. My daughter lives on a farm in Kansas. It was an open adoption so she can find me when she turns 18. But that’s why helping Quinn I was Quinn. I was popular I wasn’t a cheerleader I’m not hot or sexy enough to be one. But I was popular I lost everything so since Puck told Sue I’ve been trying everything to save Quinn’s reputation at this school. I even agreed to help you guys destroy Glee club. I care okay.” I said

“Wait that’s actually really nice.” Santana said “Wait do you think I’m hot?”

“Maybe I guess you will never know” I said

“Look When Sue told me to take glee club down. She also said that if I needed to get credit for a source to take you guys down too.” I said

“Of course she did” she said

“I really like you guys, you’re nice to my sister. I’m glad she has you guys as friends.” I said

“Thanks your not to bad yourself and hey I won’t get offended when you come at us. You’re actually kinda nice. This doesn't make us friends though” She said

“Oh trust me we will be friends one day.” I said

“Okay when pigs fly.” She said

As everyone else came in including sue went to sit next to each other she sprawled out on two chairs her head was on my feet as I was also sprawled out on two chairs.

Me and Santana sat up and danced together and sang along to song that Sue had chosen. What apparently connected to us being minorities.

The next day in glee we all were sat in there singing rid with me

Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? (Come on, now)

If you want to go and take a ride with me We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money) If you wanna go and get high with me Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E Oh, why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money)

In the club on the late night, feeling right Looking, trying to spot something real nice Looking for a little shorty I noticed so that I can take home (I can take home) She can be 18 (18) with an attitude Or 19, kinda snotty, acting real rude But as long as you a thicky-thicky-thick girl You know that it's on (you know that it's on)

I peep something coming towards me on the dance floor Sexy and real slow Saying she was peeping and I dig the last video "So when Nelly, can we go?" How could I tell her no? Her measurements were 36-25-34 "I like the way you brush your hair And I like those stylish clothes you wear I like the way the light hit the ice and glare And I can see you, boo, from way over there"

If you want to go and take a ride with me We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money) If you wanna go and get high with me Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E Oh, why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money)

Face and body Frontenac, don't know how to act Without no vouchers on her boots she's bringing nothing back You should feel the impact, shop on plastic When the sky's the limit and them haters can't get past that Watch me as I gas that 4 dot 6 Range Watch the candy paint change, every time I switch lanes It feel strange now Making a living off my brain, instead of 'caine now I got the title from my momma, put the whip in my own name now Damn, shit done changed now Running credit checks with no shame now I feel the fame now (come on), I can't complain now (no more) Shit, I'm the mayne now, in and out my own town I'm getting pages out of New Jersey from Courtney B Telling me about a party up in NYC And can I make it? Damn right, I be on the next flight Paying cash, first class, sitting next to Vanna White, c'mon

If you want to go and take a ride with me We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money) If you wanna go and get high with me Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E Oh, why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money)

If you want to go and take a ride with me We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money) If you wanna go and get high with me Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E Oh, why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money)

Check, check, yo, I know something you don't know And I've got something to tell ya You won't believe how many people straight doubted the flow Most said that I was a failure But now the same motherfuckers asking me for dough And I'm yelling, "I can't help ya" "But Nelly can we get tickets to the next show?" Hell no (what's witchyou?), you for real?

Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy, and I fly high Niggas want to know why, why I fly by But yo, it's all good, Range Rover all wood Do me like you should, fuck me good, suck me good We be them stud niggas, 'wishing you was' niggas Popping like we drug dealers, sipping Crissy, bubb' macking Honey in the club, me in the Benz Icy grip, telling me to leave with you and your friends

So if shorty wanna knock, we knocking to this And if shorty wanna rock, we rocking to this And if shorty wanna pop, we popping the Crist' Shorty wanna see the ice, then I ice the wrist City talk, Nelly listen, Nelly talk, city listen When I fuck fly bitches, when I walk pay attention See the ice and the glist', niggas staring, know they diss Honies looking all "They wish, " come on boo, gimme kiss, c'mon

If you want to go and take a ride with me We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money) If you wanna go and get high with me Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E Oh, why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money)

If you want to go and take a ride with me We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money) If you wanna go and get high with me Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E Oh, why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money)

Hey, must be the money Hey, must be the money Hey, must be the money Must be the money

If you want to go and take a ride with me We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money) If you wanna go and get high with me Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E Oh, why must I feel this-

After the song ended

Rachel said “I miss us all being together”

“I hope we don’t get in trouble for our covert jam session” Artie said

we all laughed

“If sue catches us mingling we’re cooked. She told me if I even talked to one of Mr.Schues kid that she would shave my head and I just can’t rock that look. Even Justin Timberlake is growing his frow back.” Kurt said

“Well we gotta go you guys Mrs.Sylvester is expecting us in ten minutes. In the dance studio.” Mercedes said

I started to walk down and waited for Santana to finish her hug with Brittnay.

we all said bye and left

“Bye white people” Artie said

“hey what are you guys doing here” Mr.Schue said

“oh we’re just stopping bye to say hello.” Tina said

“Hey at-least I still get you Freshman” I said after we had left

“Hey what minority are you?” Matt asked

“yeah” everyone said

“I’ll tell you guys just not right now okay. Let’s go get to Sue before she yells at us for being late.” I said

I wrapped my arms around Mercedes and Kurt shoulders as we walked to the classroom.

Two days later in glee club. We all got sat down after Mr.Schue

“You’ll all minorities cause your in the glee club now there’s only 14 of you so it doesn’t matter that Rachel is Jewish or that Finn is” Mr.schue said

“unable to tell my rights from my lefts” Finn said

we all laugh

“or that Santana is Latina or that Quinn is” Mr. Schue says

“pregnant” Sue said

“Sorry Q it will be all over the blogosphere this afternoon. Now everybody knows. Including me.” Sue said

I meet Jacob leaving school. “Jacob no I don’t care what Sue made you do. I told you not to run that story. Hell Rachael even gave you her underwear. I gave you everything you wanted. One day you’re going to have to realize that the things you write can destroy peoples lives. Your not a journalists Jacob you’re a nerd who’s a bully. You just ruined Quinn’s life and she needs friends right now so I’m not gonna hurt you. But if you ever come after someone in Glee again and destroy their life I will burn your house down and kill you. Do you understand me.” I asked

“yes can I go know” he asked running off

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Idia Shroud Masquerade Dress Personal Story: Part 2

"Even if you say you believe in me..."

(Part 1) Part 2 (Part 3)

[Diasomnia Dorm – Lounge]

Idia: Why…

Idia: There was less than a 30% chance, so why was I chosen…?

Idia: And on top of that, the three selected were Malleus-shi, Azul-shi, and me… All Dorm Leaders…?

Idia: That's gotta be a statistical anomaly!! I demand a re-do!!

Ortho: Ni-san…

Ortho: I came all this way to Diasomnia to check in on you, 'cause it felt like it was taking forever for you to come back…

Ortho: But now I see you were just clinging to a pillar in the dorm lounge refusing to practice. No wonder you weren't coming back at all.

Idia: Ortho, you're here to pick me up, right!? Okay, let's team up and head back to Ignihyde.

Ortho: Hmmm. I don't know if I can do that, even if you're the one asking me…

Idia: Eh. Why!?

Ortho: That's 'cause I'd be happy, too, if you'd sing in front of everyone!

Idia: You little…!

Sebek: Hey, human! Why don't you try to be a little more like Malleus-sama!

Sebek: Despite his already melodious singing voice, he wastes no time whatsoever and continues training with Lilia-sama!

Silver: Azul is also practicing hard every day.

Silver: He said he wished to return to basics, so once practice was over, he went to speak to the music teacher.

Idia: I-I can feel the fire burning within those two… B-But that's why I don't want to deal with it!

Idia: But no matter how much I offer to give the main vocal spot to one of the other guys going to the cultural exchange…

Idia: "That would not be fair," they'd say, or "I do not wish to incur Malleus-shi's wrath" and they all refuse me…

Idia: I really want you all to give me a break!

Sebek: I cannot comprehend why you would shirk singing this much… And you call yourself a mage!? How are you even passing your usual music classes?

Sebek: Music are essential in order for a mage to cultivate their imagination.

Silver: That's right. In order to become a distinguished mage, if there is something you aren't proficient in, this would be the best venue to overcome it.

Idia: Th-Th-Th-That's not what I mean…

Ortho: My brother doesn't hate singing, nor is he terrible at it.

Ortho: Back in his room, he's always singing the opening songs of anime, or video game theme songs.

Idia: Ortho… You can't just blab that out to people like that! I'm gonna be lying awake tonight with embarrassment!

Ortho: Why? You're so good at it, so I've been hoping for a while that others can listen to you too.

Ortho: You can sing on key, and your emotions have such an expressive range that even I can tell. I really love your singing voice!

Ortho: That's why I was so happy to hear that you were selected to be one of the main vocalists. Because you're so good.

Idia: Ortho…!

Idia: I mean, sure, I'm glad to hear all that praise… It's nice and all, but…!

Silver: If it isn't a skill issue… Then it must be an issue of self-consciousness.

Idia: Y-Y-Yeah! That!!

Idia: It's too high of a hurdle for me to have to stand in front of others, and sing while being at the c-center of attention…!

Sebek: How weak. Just think of everyone, other than the Young Master, as mere rocks!

Idia: So a huge rock's just trying to lecture me right now. 'K, I'll just ignore it, then.

Silver: Idia-senpai… Allow me to teach you the secret to singing.

Idia: The secret to singing…?

Silver: That's right. This.

Ortho: That's a glass cup filled with drinking water. There doesn't seem to be anything unusual with it…

Idia: Wh-What, you want me to drink this…?

Silver: No, I don't.

Silver: When you see your face reflected in the water like this… Doesn't it feel like a song begins to naturally build up from inside yourself?

Idia: NO, IT DOESN’T!?

Silver: Ever since my father taught me this "ancient method passed down for generations," I've used this approach whenever I required it.

Idia: What do you even mean by "see your face reflected in the water"? I don't get it at all.

Sebek: Unfortunately, I'm also at a loss…

Silver: If that method does not work for you, then you must simply practice.

Silver: As you sing in front of all of us, you'll slowly build up your courage. I'm sure that will help you develop the courage for the actual performance.

Ortho: It's just as Silver-san says. C'mon, Nii-san, you gotta practice, so we can go back to Ignihyde!

Idia: I DON'T WANNA～～～!!

Idia: I'm definitely, absolutely, hundred percent, never going to sing!

Silver/Sebek: Sigh...

(Part 1) Part 2 (Part 3)

[thewinter22]

I only know one of these (and a half, because I literally kust became a fan of the Oblongs) so I have to go with Mustache girl. Why isn't the one girl from that kids show with the grim reaper in there too? Mandy I think? She isn't really evil but like, neither is Mustache girl technically. Or I mean she kinda is. I wish we knew more about Mustache girl. All we know is she got bullied by Mafia and thrn bullied all the bad guys back. Also holy fuck I just remembered the fucking adorable scene of Hat Kid running out of her throne room and giving you a fake game over which is so adorable because other than her diary entries you never really find out about her either.

Tangent because I am in a blabbing mood but like. I think the reason I dislike a lot of games is when the silent protagonist ends up actually having a voice. Like you get confused. When you have a silent protagonist you think "Ah, Player=protagonist", because you and the character you are playing are one and the same. But then you see stuff like Hat Kid Link being embarassed when wearing a Grrudo suit. Ehich makes you think "Hey that isn't me. They are acting on their own".

Like for characters like Kris Deltarune that is like the whole point (pls ni deltarune 2 spoilers incase anyone actually replies), but for characters like Frisk? I still always refer to Frisk as they them, but when I play it, I feel Frisk is a he (sometiems a she maybe). Because I am Frisk in that moment.

What is your favorite Devilish/Evil Child?

[goofyrpmaniacs]

Zekki: The heck are you blabbing about?

Shawn: I think we found weirdos...

Rod: Are you two okay?

Ni: Yeah, we’re good. Uhh isn’t the weather hot outside?

[knightwhoisni]

probably been noticed at this point but i just stumbled on an easter egg featuring audio from the fucking 90s zach bit of all things

[nis-si-hellhole]

put on the bunny ears. now the comically sized bow. ok now take this super soaker and no other weapon. we're going skateboarding on this giant bug and by we i mean you. have fun!

[100percentsorandom]

Ao no Orchestra Ships

Upon seeing the raws, as an Akine and Hajime shipper, I'm getting scared for some reasons. hahaahahah

Aono and Haru ship teases and chapters are strong. They have more moments (dating-like chapters, skinships) and some sort-of development? ( Aono defending Haru, standing up for Haru's sake) they also got closer every CHAPTER. - like consecutively. Aono has become softer towards her, more blushes with her, closer with her. As far as I can skim through the latest chapter, they are quite close alright. I dunno if there's practising or auditioning for something but man they are playing alongside each other in chapter 73.

I like Haru. I actually see myself in her than Akine. I'm like Haru for the shy part and being bullied and Akine like an amatuer in violin hahaha.

I dunno. In terms of skill-wise, Haru got the edge against Akine. She's more advance, she competed with Aono in that level also let us not forget how Haru and Aono got "the promise" thingy.

Putting that aside, I love how fun loving Akine is. Sure, she's a beginner, and armature when she started playing the violin, but I live her development as a violinist, Maybe the early ship tease between Akine and Aono seems bland to me .. maybe because they came out so natural to be ever called out as ship hint hahahaha. Oh well.

Wake me up when chapter 60 is translated. That maybe the last chapter I squeeeled real hard for Akine. Aono is confused af. I kennat. hahahah. Anywhom, kung di talaga magkatuluyan si Akine and Hajime , i'm dropping the manga right here, right now. hahahaha

No offense to Haru, and Haru/Aono shippper. This is just my playful blabbing. I aint throwing darts at you guys nor to the mangaka.

Overall. I loved Ao no Orchestra since 2018 and seeing it adapted as an anime is like a dream come true. The musical genre made me stay but as far as ship at daming Haru at Aono interactions, well.. hindi ko na alam hahaha natatakot ako kay Akine langya. Kung ano ano na nagagawa ng isip ko, making headcanon na what if: nafracture kamay ni Akine at di na naka violin? what if: narinig ni Akine na nagconfess si Haru kay Aono tsaka sya umalis ng club or worse school? mga ganong churva. loka. ayoko na.

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[megacarapa]

stamping these 2 panels on my forehead

[amstories]

S04E10: Everything He Owns

Pairing: Yara x Rafael from The Adventures of You and Me

Prompt: Fluff Bingo - Stealing each other's clothes

Rafael never liked sharing his clothes, especially with his brother. He would always get mad whenever he sees his brother sporting his clothes because most likely, anyone would wear his clothes better than him.

Even Ethan, his own best friend, could never get to borrow any of his clothes. Not even if it's an emergency.

Only one person could wear his clothes even without his permission---Yara, his long-time childhood best friend and currently his only roommate since they started living here in Nevada.

Nung una, nagtaka pa siya kung nasaan yung paborito niyang white t-shirt na binili nila sa Disneyland. Balak pa niyang halungkatin yung cabinet niya pero tinatamad na siya no'n. Kaya hinayaan na lang niya. Not until he saw Yara wearing it.

She just woke up from her sweet slumber. Gulong-gulo pa ang buhok niya. Kinukusot pa ang isang mata habang humihikad. She was walking from her room to the bathroom to perform her morning routine. Paglabas nito, pinagmasdan ulit ni Rafael ang roommate niya.

His white shirt hangs on her petite body loosely. Masyadong mahaba rin ito kaya hindi rin halata na may suot siyang shorts. Apparently, it's true that other people always wear his clothes better than him---even Yara.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" He was taken aback from staring at his roommate because of her question. "May muta pa ba ako sa mata?"

Rafael unknowingly smirked and shook his head. He chuckled before he said, "Ang tagal ko nang hinahanap 'yang t-shirt na 'yan, nasa 'yo lang pala."

Yara smiled at him with guilt all over her face. "Sorry. Ang ganda ng tela, e. Sige, lalabhan ko lang tapos ibabalik ko na sa 'yo."

Much to her surprise, Rafael dismissed it. "No need, Yara. You can keep using it. As long as you allow me to use your headbands when I need it."

The eyes of Yara instantly sparkled when she heard what Rafael said. "Are you kidding? You look so adorable when your where them!"

He felt a rush of his blood went up to his face. Mukhang mas mapapadalas ang pagsuot niya ng headband ni Yara. She started to blab about how he looked when he wore her favorite headbands.

He smiles as he watches her fix his hair. With Yara as his roommate, he's practically ready to give everything he owns to her when she asks for it---even his heart.