#so i dont have a goddamn person i can really vent to which is why im throwing this out into the ether
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It is annoying being told I need to get over the domestic violence committed against me and forgive the person who did it
Like I get she's my sister but I already did that once and all that happened was she fuckin tried it again later like ?????? I'm learning my lesson instead of risking it for the 3rd fuckin time. Goddamn I give her enough chances and eventually she is going to fucking kill me, and then what???
#on top of the other abuse i went through for years and years like im not doing that to myself anymore. im fucking done#im being so goddamn nice and not calling her out either. i should. she's on this goddamned web site.#i really am trying so fucking hard to be good#but at a certain point i need to think about my own survival first no???? not to mention my cats#my cats are fully dependent on me. i know no one else is looking out for them if i die#very personal posting but im tired. i just worked 5 nights in a row. and one of my stupid ass family members tried it again#and im fucking tired!! im fucking tired!! of!! it!!#and it extra fucking sucks bc a lot of our friends were mutual#so i dont have a goddamn person i can really vent to which is why im throwing this out into the ether#it's nice to see some justice for abuse victims out there but i know im not getting any and like. ive mostly made my peace#but i think i get to be angry sometimes. i think that's fair.#bc what happened to me sure as hell wasnt#delete later#i know a lot of those friends are trying to stay mutual too and it's like. listen. i know it's not your business#but i need you to understand there is not a both sides here. i didnt do anything that deserves what she did to me as far as im concerned#so no. i dont talk to a lot of those people anymore.#bc honestly i dont think i would stay friends with a person if i knew they'd tried to kill someone else multiple times. full stop
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Current state of things, I guess... tw personal stuff but wanting to share
So... I've been home for about 3 weeks
and my fuckin mental health is sufferinngggggg bro like im straight up not having a good time right now ✌
It's extremely difficult to be away from my -still crazy to say this but- husband, and the home we had together. Getting a residence contract in his country is still taking a lot of time and we're not even at the home stretch yet because it might be another 3 months after the last bit gets submitted. Like fr this has been stressful and that plays so much into how both of us are feeling.
I don't really want or like to use this platform as a diary anymore, but I feel like... alone sometimes with these feelings I guess. Especially with a 6 hour time difference, I'm by myself a lot. So i'm venting. I don't want to bother anyone separately for it, I mean, besides like a therapist probably. But idk if i can afford a therapist really anyway. I totally need one though. On the to-do list going forward, even if the search previously has been uhhhh pretty unhelpful 👎
But, um, my confidence is super low rn and being away suuuper doesnt help bc he cant be there for me physically to provide that comfort i need when im being like, absolutely down, and i am so damn hard on myself when left by myself. I need to use coping methods and i'm lacking motivation to even do that.
Genuinely, that's what i really really want to work on now. So that's also why I'm writing this, to the void (which isnt a void, but, no one follows me so whatever.) I feel so fuuuucking boring sometimes. What are my hobbies rn? What is my sense of style? Am I stifling myself??? Yeah. I am. My confidence is at the bottom of a barrel and I am frustrated about that, but my anxiety is way way up, and my depression is making everything feel like a goddamn chore.
I'm so sick of it. I really want to pick myself up and like, work on being a better me. Cuz this year isnt starting as well as I thought it was, bc going home like deflated me so much and it blows, dude. I have some regrets from last year too, and that doesnt help, but i cant do shit until i go back overseas anyway. I just feel like i have nothing going for me at the moment and like im wasting my life 😕
Idk im a fuckin dork but i have fun with stupid stuff and it makes me happy, and i just feel like i NEED something to make me happy rn, bc usually that's my husband and i just... dont have him the way id like rn since we're so many miles apart for at least the next 90 days, if not longer. I'd REALLY REALLY REALLY like to not need to do this one more time. But tbh btw, i need to be a better me for all days, so i can manage on my own anyway. i dont want to be codependent or NEED him when i feel awful either.
TLDR; Mental health issues are brutal. Def feeling that rn. But I'll be working on it.
#my life#personal#dont reblog#tw personal#tw mental health#tw self neglect#tw swearing#might delete later but idk#oh also please consider donating to my kofi maybe even tho im a lazy fuck rn i just have low savings and it would help a lot#i have a lot of stress rn and finances are still a thing and i dont have a job at the moment bc im back in the usa#and i didnt know how long i was supposed to be here and i still dont know so im kind of floundering tbh#also update i got read more to work so now it isn't a huge wall of text unless you want to read it
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ugh vent. i guess.
im gonna explode-- "nooo your teeth are so greeennnnn its not pretty-" SHUT THE FUCK UP! why should i give a fucking damn about "pretty?" what, for some stupid future boyfriend? well newsflash, MOTHER, i dont WANT a fucking boyfriend! i dont want a girlfriend either! i dont care for romantic relationships, and you assuming i'll automatically have a relationship when i'm older as if it's a rite of fucking passage is STUPID! besides, i have bpd. anyone who dates me would be dating a literal landmine. no goddamn person worth their salt would date my ass if they knew just how bad my brain can get. unless they WANT my obsessive bullshit, which no one fucking should, they should hardcore Run Away(tm).
if i really want a partner i can just form one in the brain or pick a random hot character to make my f/o. but hell, i've got enough f/os as it is, and my insys relationships are fine for me, so honestly idgaf.
tldr being pretty is another responsibility i dont care for and irl relationships arent worth my goddamn time. sorry for the moment of weakness but this will likely get drowned out in 87 reblogs anyways.
#🥞posting.txt#neonwaste-vent#im gonna drown this post in reblogs so i can forget about this and nobody will have to see.#also this isnt entirely me posting as there is influence from the subsystem soooooo
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i might delete this later. who knows though
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i think im a bad person. i think maybe i was born with all of this badness inside of me and over the years my good person exterior has worn so thin that i just can’t keep it up anymore. i dont know what im doing.
i wish i wasnt self aware of this. i know im being shitty i know i suck right now. nobody hates me more than i hate myself at the moment. if i were an outsider looking in on this id tell people to cut me off too.
i dont feel like i can tell anyone anything either which fucking sucks but. i dont know. i dont know what the problem is. thats a lie i do. theres this fucking guilt eating away at me all of the time and its like its rotting my goddamn brain.
but i still cant tell anyone anything. i cant be struggling. i cant be having a hard time. i cant get frustrated or upset i cant cry i cant scream i cant. im not allowed to. its not as bad for me. my problems arent as bad. i can keep it together i can be the one who is strong.
except
except i cant anymore.
and i cant talk about it because i dont want to blame anyone else for any of my problems. i cant talk about it because xyz IS my fault. i cant talk to anyone about it because they cant handle hearing it. i cant talk to anyone about it for a thousand reasons that i cant even name.
i keep running away and hiding and its so fucking cowardly but i just cant deal with the pressure of it all. and its so stupid because there ISNT any pressure to just be present and be somebodys friend but everything is so overwhelming. i would say ‘right now’ but this has been going on for months.
and maybe it’d be better if i just cut myself off for everyone else so they dont have to do it. its not like theyd be missing out on much. im a shit friend. at least i can admit that much.
i think ive just reached a breaking point where everything from the last couple of years has collapsed in on me and im suddenly in the middle of processing it all at the same time. i dont think being back in this town helps. part of me wishes id never come back. i remember why i wanted to run away all of the time.
i dont feel like a person anymore. i dont know if there even is a ‘me’ at this point. my friends barely recognise me and isnt that just fucking great. i havent been able to recognise myself in a decade and now they cant either. who am i really? i dont even know who i was.
whatever. its me and the crushing weight of my own self-disappointment against the world i guess. and the world is winning.
ill be fine i always am. it just fucking sucks.
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I feel like this is a scary place. It holds some of my deepest hurtful memories. Memories of anger and spite. Memories of loneliness and sadness. It holds everything I wish to forget. Yet why do i find rereading my horrible thoughts so comforting?
Is it because I’m so goddamn alone that reading someones darkness… even if its my own.. feels comforting. Because someone out there is feeling that darkness too. Except. Its all just me anyway. Sometimes i feel like I come back here because I can look at these memories and think wow but I dont feel like that any more… so ive healed and grown.
Sometimes… I come back here to read all my thoughts about being hurt. And literally validate myself. Reread those thoughts and think ok. Well. She documented this years ago. So it mustve actually happened. Instead gas lighting away my own hurt. And chalking it up to nothing because thats easier
Today is the 20th.. well 21st now of December. In a few short days itll be christmas time and ill be back at my parents. I typed home first. But… i just really cant consider that true.
It hurts me so so much that I can’t truly love my family. It just does. I have this fantasy that I go on a podcast and I admit all the trauma I grew up with and people comment on that video that they understand and thank me for my vulnerability. What the therapist in me says that means is, i just want to be asked how Im actually doing and feeling for once without lying. And then get the chance to vent my true feelings. And then be thanked for being honest and vulnerable because I never got that experience growing up.
Its so complicated. There are months even that we are fine. Months where i think life is okay. Months where i finally feel like ive moved on and learned to get over all this bullshit. But that isnt true. And i fucking know it. Because the smallest randomest things will trigger me and I realize I havent healed at all. Im just hoping that the passage of time will dull the pain. But it wont. At least not fast enough for me.
I want to elope. And thats mainly because I feel like the only people who truly made me safe deserve to be there on my biggest most special day. And that person happens to be the person im actually marrying. And literally no one else. Why should I pay for people who didnt do the absolute bare minimum to celebrate my day? What did you do to earn the plate of my dinner because this isnt some fucking charity event.
I just saw someone say if youre considering ending it all because you think your family will be better off, dont because it isnt true. Yeah. I sometimes feel that. Ive felt both. Ive felt that sheer loneliness so deep and bitter that i think my family will be better off without me. But other days I know it would ruin them and that makes me happier because I actually wanna end it all out of sheer spite. Can you believe that. Sometimes. I was so angry at it all. Angry at the facade everyone else seemed to believe about us being the perfect family, that i wanted to die just so people would have to attend my funeral and realize what a shitshow it all was. Can you imagine how much fucking pain you have to put someone through for that to literally be their dying wish.
I’ve been paying rent on my own for months now. Which. At some level I understand. Im grown. But im literaly addicted to living here on my own because im terrified now of ruining the one space that makes me happy. If i have to hold my breath any longer Ill just pass away. I cant stand to compromise any more because I’ve just done this shit for too fucking long. I dont wanna hold my breath and tiptoe around my own house. I wanna relax and feel something other than anxiety in the space thats supposed to be my home. But im also exhausted. I finished my final two days ago but I’ve already worked so many hours. Ive been falling asleep midday because Im so emotionally exhausted. I just cant.
And meanwhile my family is fucking partying in las vegas. That shit builds so much resentment in me. I dont have to explain it. You know it. You understand. You dont wanna feel the betrayal anymore of knowing you were going thru a crisis just as deep and bad as your sister. But you just shut your mouth better about it. And nobody ever apologized for what they put you through. So you dont ever get closure.
At this point im so tired and sad I cant even continue this letter. Even though i have so much I want to get off my chest. My head hurts. My head hurts so bad from staring at a screen for 9 hours.
I have the sinking feeling this xmas season… sigh. I dont want to manifest it. But I wish I didnt have to go. I wish I could spend that week here. I’m tired. I barely have the strength to do anything anymore. And now Ill have to spend this break pretending. I wish I didnt want their approval so much. And i wish I could just let them go and live the life i truly want to live. Im tired.
Sometimes I fantasize about moving somewhere in secret. Turning off my location. And just vanishing. So i would have no more obligations.
But i never get what i want.. so heres to more hopeless dreams
Gnight
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living with a friend sure is a great way to find out you enjoy their company a lot less than you originally though
#certified protectcosette original#like#this dude genuinely thinks of gerard way as an asshole? i'm not even into mcr but his source is that his ex has a friend that dated gerard#idk about y'all but i personally don't go to people's exes gor character references#he acts like queer ppl who live in the city have a certain experience despite never really seeking out ppl with similar childhoods as him?#he's a TERRIBLE driver which i get bc his parents were terrible teachers and he just got his license a week ago#but like. he listens to music that distracts him and doesn't understand intersections in a way that makes me feel unsafe#and I can't drive bc my car battery is fucked so i'm kinda stuck with this kid who makes incredibly questionable decisions behind the wheel#and he will just start talking to me about stupid shit when i have headphones in. one of the most basic signs of 'dont talk to me'#and he's like. BARELY started looking for apartments. was deadass only looking on fucking zillow#homie i am letting you stay in my one bedroom with me bc your parents are abusive. not because i like sharing my bed with you#i need my goddamn quiet time back. i need space. he doesn't have anywhere else to go i really cant kick him out but this is making me crazy#ESPECIALLY AFTER LIKE 10 PM FOR FUCKS SAKE I AM LYING IN BED WITH MY HEADPHONES IN NOT LOOKING AT YOU AND NOT RESPONDING#why the FUCK are you just reading craigslist listings out loud? why are you reading me every text from this potential roommate?#why are you watching tiktoks 2 feet from my head with no earbuds? do you not know how rude that is? like jesus christ#all this on top of my car battery being dead and my dad threatening to stop paying for my therapy unless i comply with his demands#can i please have a little bit Less right now? literally begging#venting
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Parents fucking suck bro. [Corpse Husband & Reader]
Warnings: Arguments, bad parents, swearing, crying Summary: Y/N loves playing with Among Us with the others, even if she's the youngest among them. While shes playing with them, her parents walk in and are not happy with the fact she’s playing with them. There's a big argument and shit goes down but Corpse is there to comfort Y/N. Tag list: @save-the-sky @alilshit @whatifwedo @hughugh20 @fleurmoon @bi-andready-tocry @itsminniekat @yoongi-holland @loraleiix @hacker-ghost @fanworrior @marvelous-musicals @annshit @unknown-and-invisible @letsloveimagines @hairbrush-anon @babyhoneystvles
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“Hey guys” Y/N greeted happily as they entered the lobby in Among Us. They have been playing Among Us with Felix, Sean, Rae, Toast, Sykkuno, Charlie, and Corpse for a while now. Y/N was 18 and still living at home, making money off of YouTube. They’re parents were strict and wanted them to have a “real job” like being a doctor. Y/N knew their parents were toxic and would disapprove of their job choice, so they keep it a secret.
“hey Y/N”
“Hello”
“hii”
“Whats up Y/N”
Everyone began to greet them, which made them smile. Y/N was filming the gameplay of this for a new video on their channel. Everyone seemed to love when they played Among Us, so they always played it- doing commentary and music on the side. “How you guys doing on this..” they looked out the window of their darkened bedroom, seeing heavy rain pouring down from the dark clouds in the sky. “Pretty damn depressing day where i'm at, holy shit.”
There was a couple of laughs and chuckles, and everyone began to state what the weather was like where they were. There was a lot of “Its nice out where am”s. It rains a fuck ton where Y/N lives, especially during spring. But they loved it, rain was their favorite.
“Alrriiight is everyone here?” Toast asked.
“Nope, Corpse is joining.” Sean announced, which caused sounds of happiness. Corpse was everyone's favorite, it was that damn voice. Corpse was Y/Ns bestie, they always had each other backs. There was many people who shipped them, but they both only wanted to be friends.
A few seconds after Sean spoke, Corpse joined. “Hey guys.” Corpse said, he sounded tired. But that was common for him, he told you about his insomnia. He probably didn’t get any sleep last night.
“Alright lets start the game.” Sean said, clicking to begin the game. Y/N smiled at the big letters reading “IMPOSTER” at the top of their screen. They’re a really good imposter- as they were told. They first went to blend in with crewmates, going to walk around a bit. While roaming around, they went into electrical to fake a task. Y/N saw this as the perfect chance to get their first kill in. So, they snuck up and killed him, then they vented to escape.
After a minute, a dead body was reported and they were now at an emergency meeting.
“Where was the body?” Toast asked.
“I found the body iiin.. electrical.” Rae replied, “Who was in there last?”
“I did see Y/N walking towards electrical.” Felix said, “That is where the body was found.”
“Yeah, but did go into electrical?” Y/N said, “I was heading to reactor, I had a task there.”
“Not the best alibi.” Sean said, “But I’ll take it.”
“Could be Rea, but.. wait no.” Sykkuno said.
“How could it be me if I reported the body?” Rae chuckled.
“Yeah I know I just realized.” Sykkuno replied.
“So... skip vote?” Corpse said.
“I’m still sus on Y/N.” Felix said while voting for Y/N.
“Vote Aoc shes kinda sus.” Y/N said, voting for Rae.
“Wha- Y/N!” Rae said.
“Sus.” Y/N said plainly.
“Ok yeah i'm skipping this vote.” Toast said, skipping the vote.
Most people skipped the vote, so no one was out. Y/N continued to play the game how she would, until she killed someone and had to quickly vent because someone just walked by. That made them shriek, “oh sugar honey ICED tEA-” they laughed, “That was a close one, hah.” Well seemed they were being too loud because their mother walked in.
“Why are you being so loud?” She asked, just as an emergency meeting started.
“Oh shit- my moms here hold on.” Y/N said, going to mute but misclicking, so now they were all going to hear this. “I’m just playing Among Us.”
“Shouldn’t you be looking for a job instead of playing stupid video games?” Mom said, stepping into the room.
“Oh- uhm... I do YouTube as a job. I make money of it.” Y/N replied quietly, knowing what was to come next.
‘whAT?! YouTube is not a fucking job Y/N!! Me and your father told you many many times that we want you to be a doctor!” Mom yelled. Y/Ns sister got into a great college because of her smarts and intelligence, shes going to be a surgeon one day. But that just wasn’t Y/N, they wanted to make content for the people on the internet. And so far, it was working pretty damn well.
Y/N sighed, “Oh my god mom shut up! I hate all that doctor college bullshit. Im making enough money on here!”
“Are you delusional?! Why can’t you be more like your sister, shes so successful!” Mom yelled, she was in disbelief. She wanted to have the perfect children, but she only got one.
“WHY DO YOU ALWAYS COMPARE ME TO HER?!?” Y/N screamed, beginning to cry. “What does it fucking matter?!”
“You are such a fucking disappointment. Get off that damn game!” Mom said, running over to pull Y/N away. But Y/N pushed her back.
“Bro FUCK off! its my goddamn business, Im a fucking adult now, leave my shit alone!” Y/N screamed through the tears.
“I am your mother! I know best! Now get off that fuckin- OW!” Y/N slapped their mother straight across the face, pushing her out of their room and closing the door, locking it. They sat back down and looked at her screen.
“Oh fuck. You heard all of that.” Y/n choked a little, “Shit.”
This is where Corpse came in, breaking the silence and shock between everyone. They listened to the whole thing, messaging each other in the chat what to do. “Hey, your moms an asshat.”
Y/N flinched, hearing banging on her door and screaming. “And a fucking psychopath!” they sunk down a bit, putting their hands on their forehead and breathing heavily. “Shes gonna kill me!”
“Hey hey hey, its alright Y/N. Don’t let her get to you, she doesn’t know what shes saying.” Rae said.
“I personally think you have great content.” Toast said, “I don’t think i would trust you as a doctor.”
“hey don’t listen to her Y/N, we’re always here for you.” Corpse said, “DM me and we can talk about it more, ok?”
Y/N sniffled, “Ok.” Then they muted, taking their phone out to DM Corpse.
T/N: Hey
Corpse_Husband: Hey are you doing alright?
T/N: No
T/N: Do you think im a disappointment? Is YouTube really worth it?
Corpse_Husband: Disappointment? no. The only disappointment is that sad excuse of a mother you have. And YouTube? hell yeah its worth it. I started youtube off when I was younger and had a blast. If you’re having fun and making bank keep doing it! You’re 18, your mother doesn’t control you anymore.
Corpse_Husband: Pewdiepie is a subscriber to your channel
Corpse_Husband: That should be enough motivation
T/N: you have weird ways of making me happy :’)
Corpse_Husband: I do have facts.
Corpse_Husband: But seriously, please dont have a panic attack, those suck. But do you wanna play more Among Us? It might cheer you up :D
T/N: Yeah yeah yeah thanks. And sure, I’ll play more among us. Thanks Corpse, your the best best friend 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🌹🌹🥀
Corpse_Husband: 🥺
~The End~
Oh my god this ones terrible. I might rewrite it in the future.
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sdffhghjhdgfhghgfhghdgfhghj ive been trying to work on this fic update for weeks but goddamn lmao i just. i am STRUGGLING which is ??? bc i still like it im still enthusiastic abt the project i simply feel like thats an unpopular stance and at this point im just getting embarrassed to keep posting my writing when the notes are just. me trying to reblog for exposure fdggh no one is obligated to ofc i know that but that post thats like ‘numbers arent everything but if you spent six hours on a cake that no one ate you might be more than a bit disappointed’ is extremely fucking real & im already having a hard time trying to convince myself im not universally disliked as-is tell me why people stop talking as soon as i contribute to the gc without fail like. every time i want to contribute i delete what i typed out bc i physically cant take this happening over and over again i dont know what i did wrong or what im doing wrong but clearly it was Something im just too stupid to figure out what. someone i am begging on my knees please explain what it is about me that repels people after a bit of time what do i lack just tell me so thats not helping either.
im also trying v hard not to infodump about other interests at the moment bc once again. embarrassing as hell i just keep thinking abt how annoying i am rn to litcherally everyone esp when i want to talk about obscure shit no one but me is into so it feels even worse lmao. & having someone ask out of obligation feels patronizing bc i know theyre not interested about hearing about the thing its just pity. ive been the pity/obligation person my whole life and i Hate it i hate just being tolerated i hate feeling like nothing i say actually matters in the conversation and like everyone is just waiting for me to stop talking i hate the way i can see people’s eyes glaze over and how they dont even notice if i cut myself off mid sentence theyre just glad ive finally finished talking. im so deep in it im actively trying to start up some sort of maladaptive fantasy where i can to talk Guilt Free about stuff but hgjhkjj im also struggling to conceptualize a universe where thats a thing lmao i cant enjoy my comfort characters bc they would also find my ass grating gfhgh like straight up i know they wouldnt like me thinking abt that is actually just making me feel worse lmao i hate it here
ive spent so much time in my own head lately just Spinning tf out and overanalyzing every sentence i type or speak and still somehow managing to fuck up in spite of that. like its not about the fic!! its not about the fic! and i know its not bc im still working even if its slowly. really truly is not just about the fic but thats something i guess more acceptable to complain about bc at least people kinda understand that frustration even if its cringe to vent about but at LEAST. its better than this. also ive taken care of all my basic needs for the day so ive confirmed that im not just deprived of sustenance or some shit gfhgj no ive truly just been feeling like this for weekssss on end now and im so tired. i already typed a version of this in my private server (its basically just like a journal/reminder set up for myself, very convenient & gives me the illusion of replies temporarily gfhgjh) and that wasnt enough so hopefully posting here just alleviates it a bit
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anon that requested rusame here!! they were so so good omg 🤧😭 could I bother you for some fruk hcs too if you don't mind??
OF COURSE I DONT MIND bless 🙌💕 I don’t think you understand how happy it makes me that somebody asked for these
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- Arthur had a HUGE emo/punk phase in 09, it was like a relapse from the 80s/90s grunge thing. It wasn’t too obnoxious but mans listened to MCR and all that shit, probably put at least one of his ear piercings back in
- Arthur still has piercings from his punk phase but never wears them, only sometimes will he wear earrings. Francis loves when he does
- Francis constantly has his hair in a ponytail and if he’s feeling fancy he’ll braid it, Arthur loves it ofc
- Also. One of Francis’ favorite physical trait abt Arthur is mans face freckles ❤️
- Paramore and Elton John the ONLY artists that Francis and Arthur can listen to and agree is good without arguing
- Speaking of which Arthur can actually sing really well it’s Francis who sounds rough but after like a thousand years he really doesn’t care
- They take baths together a lot bc they’re domestic as shit
- -Arthur watches stupid British shows/movies all the time and even if they’re shit he loves them. (Sherlock, Downton Abbey, The Crown, Harry Potter, The Kingsmen, etc). If there’s any inaccuracies when it comes to history or especially how the royal court works he complains.
- Francis was the one who took Arthur to Harry Potter World in Universal. and Arthur LOOVEEDD it like he geeked out the entire time— a like 1000 year old man flipping his shit over getting to see his favorite book series irl that’s so HDHFHF ��💕
- One of Francis and Arthur’s main pastimes is watching The Great British Bake-off and getting way too angry at it. They also watch Hell’s Kitchen and Master Chef
- When I think of FrUk I just immediately think old married couple. Like they’re easily one of the softest couples but they also just bully each other and bicker over the dumbest shit
- Arthur gets so embarrassed with pda but he also is like. Down very bad for this man so he secretly loves it— like they’ve been together (off and on) for like centuries and he still blushes when holding hands and cheek kisses or whatever (StillIntoYoubyParamore.mp4)
- Francis uses petname a lot more however “Dear” and “Love” are ones they both use. Ofc Francis uses French terms of endearment like “Beau” and “Cher”
- They sleep on top of each other A LOT lmao like, shoulders and laps whatever. If they’re staying at the others home they will barge in and just flop down on the other and bam it’s nap time
- They take care of each other when they’re sick but it’s mostly just them being like “Eat your fucking soup, whore.” “Arthur it tastes like goddamn soap.” “BE GRATEFUL.”
- They both get hella nightmares bc being that fucking old comes with a lot of history and trauma blah blah, point is they’re always there to comfort each other rather it’s physical or texting/calling at 4am
- Arthur is fluent in French ofc so they kinda switch between French and English whenever
- Arthur cannot hold his fucking liquor so he gets WASTEDDDD and Francis has to babysit him, it’s the funniest shit bc Arthur’s inner child and little shitness just multiples
- They have definitely been with other nations/people but like. It’s always been just them, nobody else compares idc
- They have the exact same sense of humor and can always make each other fucking lose their shit at the absolute worst of times
- Arthur only vents to Francis and Portugal about shit
- They both have playlists that have songs that remind them of each other, and one time Francis threw together a mixtape that he called their “If We Could Get Married Mixtape”
- They’re both fucking ass at being parental figures (obviously😐)
- Francis cuts Arthur’s hair. Like he is the only person that Arthur sorta trusts to make him look hot
- Francis says I love you outloud more than Arthur but like mf shows it in different ways like acts of services and gifts and whatever. He’s just terrible with words
- They’ve probably seen each other die a lot SHHFJFJFKT, it never really hurt them on a deep level until the 1900s. That’s when their relationship started improving a lot and the like centuries of “””hatred””” began to fade
- They are and have been best friends for CENTURIES, so they’re mega fucking close. When they were like. Enemies and shit it was a whole thing of like “I despise everything about you but I would do literally anything for you to be happy, and I don’t know why”
I’m gonna make a part 2 for them when I can find more of ones I’ve made bc— I love them sm. I love PortEng too but FrUk...my beloved
#hetalia#hetalia headcanons#hetalia hcs#aph england#aph france#hws england#hws france#arthur kirkland#francis bonnefoy#fruk#fruk headcanons#aph fruk
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okay while we're on the subject of eating healthy and exercising, I want to vent/talk about weight loss. This is gonna be a rly controversial, very personal and extremely long post but I do want to make a point. I'm not going to discuss every fucking nuance of haes or my EDs. But for clarity, know that my eds are complicated and were mostly osfeds - minor anorexia osfed in high school and bed osfed when I was 18-19. after i realised how fat i was the minor anorexia came back and over the pandemic it became full scale anorexia nervosa.
I'm 5'3. The healthy weight range I should be in is in the high 40s-low 50s. I went up to TWICE that by the time I was just nineteen years old. It wasn't fun being fat. I consumed as much fat acceptance, fat activism content as I could, I pretended I was confident and happy even when I was fat. But I wasn't. Because people don't just get obese accidentally. A little overweight, yes. But obese? No. You get obese from depression, from giving up. You don't want to move so you don't. You're sad all the time, and the body positivity circles say eat comfort food, whatever and as much as it makes you feel better!! Do you know what that is? That's encouragement of BED. Do not say that. Because I did that. I ate sugar and junk food, I was still depressed.
I was reading these posts that were claiming fat people shouldn't be weighed at the doctor, that your weight shouldn't count, that BMI is incorrect and doesn't matter, etc etc. There were posts saying that they got "perfect bloodwork" (what even is that? I knew that was wrong, I've had chronic iron deficiency for a decade!) even though they were fat, so they had to be healthy, right? I got shown pictures of obese ballerinas and obese weightlifters blah blah blah. And I grew and grew, and I got to almost 85kg on the fast track to 100kg before reality smacked me in the face and I realised I was shortening my lifespan by decades.
Here's what it was like being obese!
- joint pain, constantly
- could barely walk anywhere without feeling out of breath
- couldn't find any fashionable, good quality clothes (plus size stores either carry unfashionable clothing, or fashionable but cheap quality clothing. I don't like to waste money on cheap clothes)
- more acne than I'd had in years
- oily skin
- more difficulty feeling "full"
- JOINT FUCKING PAIN
- rashes from skin rubbing against skin!
- even larger chest, making me MORE dysphoric
- back pain!!
- snoring - this is not just embarrassing. This is potentially deadly.
- DYSPHORIA
- KNEES. JOINT PAIN.
- DYSPHORIA
this was just things I felt physically, noticeably! The things that my fat was doing on the inside was even worse. Fat isn't just this layer of packing peanuts that appears on top of you. It coats your organs. It gets everywhere. It makes your entire body run worse.
Fat also makes it much more likely for you to not just GET cancer, but it it also makes it harder to FIGHT cancer. Being obese makes almost every single goddamn sickness on the planet worse because when you have THAT MUCH fat tissue the hormones and shit it secretes fucks EVERYTHING up.
Yes there are obese bodybuilders. Yes there are obese ballerinas. Let's talk about those two.
There are plenty of drs and dieticians who have pointed out the obvious - if an obese person was really, actually eating healthily and exercising every day, they would not stay obese forever. Its not magic, it's thermodynamics. CICO done right works for everyone. If you are eating healthy, appropriate portions for weight loss at your TDEE and exercising it would literally be IMPOSSIBLE for you not to lose weight!! Even more the heavier you are because when you exercise you carry around a lot more weight.
Obese weightlifters are still obese. They are not proof you can be obese and healthy. They are still going to die younger if they do not lose weight.
Let's talk about fat ballerinas. The only ones I've seen are trainee ballerinas, not professional ones. And their performance looks impressive at first, until you look closer. You notice their balance is never quite perfect, their control can be amazing and the best ever but they'll still be off. Why? Because fat moves around with your movement, and it displaces your balance and your line of movement. It's simply not possible to do something like ballet dancing as a fat person without risking major injury as well. En pointe is already stupid dangerous for the skinniest ballerina. Going en pointe at anything above 60kg is going to get progressively suckier the heavier you go. And god help your ankles because falling down will always end in a major injury.
I'm so fucking done with "fat acceptance". I'm tired of "body positivity" being a movement about obese middle-upper class white women and not about scars and disabilities etc like it was focused on in the start. I have no problems with Health at Every Size - every person should feel happy to workout, to eat healthy. I have no problem raising issue with people bullying others for their weight as well. That's wrong. But pretending that it's Healthy at Every Size is a fucking lie, and it's one that could've sentenced me to an early death. Healthy at Every Size said I was condemned to joint pain and oily skin and depression and exhaustion for the rest of my life based on cherrypicked sentences from studies that didn't agree with them. That "95% of diets fail" sentence in particular drives me up the wall. You don't need a diet to lose weight, you need healthy CICO, you need to eat below your TDEE, you need to eat healthy, and you need to exercise. All you have to do at first is go on a 10-20 minute walk, whatever pace you like, a few times a week.
You can BE fit, you CAN lose weight! You are not sentenced to having joint pain and an increased risk for cancer and a less effective COVID vaccine for life. You can change your body in incredibly ways. You have no idea what you are capable of.
There's this myth that weight loss takes keto and shakes and diet pills and crash diets etc. It doesn't. All it is is making sure you eat less than your TDEE, eating HEALTHY calories, and getting your heartrate up by exercising at least 175 minutes a week.
The human body is not meant to be obese. There's no such thing as a set point weight. There's CICO, there's nutrition, there's making sure your muscles dont atrophy. Weight loss and fitness isn't some magic thing that youre just born able to do. I was lazy throughout my entire teens. I thought fitness was something the popular girls did. It's not. It's for everyone. and everyone, especially in places with an obesity epidemic such as the US, UK, and Australia, should make use of it. It's a good thing. Walking is one of the best things you can do for your body, and it's incredibly rewarding in every way. Eating healthy and not eating until you feel like you're going to burst is rewarding in every way. And it's not like you can't ever have junk food again, you just have to limit it to a treat, a once or twice per week thing. And honestly, it makes it much more enjoyable that way.
Now I want to talk a little about my anorexia. My weight loss journey came to anorexia. This is because it was an eating disorder I'd had for a long time. I did not see a trainer or dietician, and I consciously decided to push myself too far. I consciously decide to eat less and exercise more when I am starving. This is not something that just happens because someone is eating at 1200cals. It happens because you have an eating disorder which you are born with. Saying people who eat 1200cals of healthy food a day and exercise right are "anorexic" is so fucking insulting to everyone involved. It's ableist and ignorant. 1200cals is also a pretty generous amount for anorexic ppl to eat. That's close to a binge in ED standards, so that should give you a reference for how offbase saying 1200cals is "anorexic" is.
My anorexia is healthy habits pushed into eating disorder territory. I eat healthy, yes, but I don't eat enough. I exercise, yes, but I often push myself too far when I'm already lacking energy. The advice I give people for health is correct, and I'm never going to go around saying "eat less than 1200cals" as weightloss advice. Eat less, sure, but there's a limit. Calorie counting is a good thing to do, tracking your macros and nutrients is good. But I do it too much.
I know what's healthy, a lot of ppl with restrictive and purgative EDs do. People with EDs can give some awesome health advice, we just can't follow it because we have a mental disorder. Believe it or not people with EDs discussing their EDs are not "pro-ana", pointing out that anorexia and people with anorexia are real and not some boogeyman you use to justify not losing weight and eating healthy is not pro-ana. Anorexia existing is not pro-ana and anorexics being anorexic has nothing to do with fatphobia.
this post is a rambling mess but i rly had to get some stuff clear on how I feel abt this stuff because it's getting concerning how much unhealthy shit, and then straight up ableist shit, that the fat acceptance crowd spews out.
A little exercise won't kill you, eating healthy won't kill you. You are not sentenced to ugly plus size fashion and joint pain and being out of breath for the rest of your life. Leave the Healthy at Every Size death cult and join the Health at Every Size movement. Let the doctor take your weight (it IS medically necessary). acknowledge that you are obese and it is affecting your health. It's scary but it can be the start of a new, healthy beginning. It was for me.
Losing 15kg has been the best thing in my life. Sure, the anorexia is there enjoying it for one reason. But the reason I truly enjoy it is because I've discovered what a healthier body feels like. I've discovered the joys of exercise, I've discovered the joys of eating healthy. I can fit nice clothes now. And I'm still overweight! I'm 66kg, that's 4kg away from the barest minimum acceptable healthy bmi. But I feel so so much better. I look better. I have a jawline! Good skin! Energy! It didn't fix me but it sure made me a hell of a lot better.
Please please try and eat healthy, eat an appropriate amount, go for walks. It's so so good, and if you do it right you WILL lose weight. You'll live past 50. You'll get to explore the world in a way you couldn't when going up stairs had you out of breath. You'll fit into that nice skirt you've been looking at. Your skin will clear up. You'll have energy and your mental health will improve.
It's so so fucking worth it to put effort into your health, like I cannot emphasise this enough. Please do it, I wish I could tell myself this when I was binging on junk because the FA crowd told me it was valid to comfort eat until I hurt.
#long post#this is mostly a vent but yeah#basically my decision is that im not touching any fat activism fatphobia etc with a ten foot pole#esp on this blog except to discuss my personal experience with it ie this post#personal#ok to rb#sorry for not putting it under a readmore im on mobile
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Why YGO Vrains is such an immeasurable disappointment: a list
First of all, I need to make it abundantly clear that Im a big fan of Vrains – I love Yusaku, Ryoken, Ai, Kusanagi... you see them very often on my dash. I fantasize about the ideal version of Vrains that’s written well, the Vrains that’s fully exploited its potentials, every night in my sleep. I wrote this list PRECISELY because I love Vrains. That’s why I got so frustrated with its cardinal writing issues (and production issues). It physically pains me to hear people calling Vrains the worst and most boring series of YGO – but the fact that I couldn’t argue against that because it’s true pains me more.
And now, an incomprehensive list of the faults of Yugioh Vrains.
1. What the fuck is wrong with the character designs (beside that of Yusaku and Ryoken???) Everyone looks aesthetically displeasing – characters in real life look incredibly boring they could easily drown in a crowd of background characters, but their avatars are OSTENTATIOUS. Seems like the character designer had no clue what “less is more” means – blue angel, soulburner, and Bohemann for example, look like they were immersed in a bucket of glue and then dumped into another bucket filled with random accessories.
(from a fan artist’s perspective…Im especially salty about takeru, akira, Kusanagi, and the Knights of Hanois’ designs…like, their designs don’t inspire me to draw. Their personalities might be interesting, but their looks lack the vibrant, enthusiastic energy that the 5Ds, Zexal, and Arc-V characters possess)
(imagine how many fanfics and fanarts of Kusanagi x Yusaku there would be had Kusanagi looked HALF as hot as Ryoken)
And don’t even get me started on the colour palette – whoever decided on the colours just cant make up their goddamn mind! Colour saturation is way off the charts, the range of colour is too wide the audience simply dont know where to focus.
2. Forgotten plotlines. Yusaku’s link sense? Hanoi’s spy in SOL? The Queen and the rest of the chess pieces? Yusaku’s forgotten memories? The rest of the victims of the Lost Incident? Just to name a few.
3. Character relationships are weak to minimal to none. Bonds and friendships – the vital element in all previous YGO series – is practically non-existent in Vrains. Where’s the camaraderie between our main casts (Yusaku, Aoi, Soulburner, Ema, Onizuka, etc…)? They don’t feel like a team fighting the evil together. They’re completely separate individuals who don’t give a single fuck if one of their…acquaintance…dies in a battle. We don’t have heartwarming moments of friendship blossoming and consolidating. It’s honestly such a let down.
4. Interesting and debatable topics thrown away. The conflict between artificial intelligence and humans could spark so many in-depth discussions, but then the writer just decided its all Lightening’s fault. No morally gray situations, no ambiguity between the line of good and evil. It’s just all Lightening and his petty jealousy… yeah.
Oh and if Ai lives on the world will blow up. Why? Do we have a concrete reason to back that statement? eh...
5. Overall quality of the animation. I don’t know if its because the animation staff was short on time or low on budget, but for a megacorporation (konami cough cough) that makes billions every year, they certainly are capable of investing more in this anime series. I can count the number of episodes in which the characters don’t look wacky with a single hand.
6. Character development, wasted potentials. Ryoken is the only character who received decent treatment. The rest of the Vrains cast are all disappointments. Original concepts are cool and promising – Yusaku, a victim of child abuse with PTSD, embarking on a journey to overcome his reclusiveness and learn to open up to people around him? HELL YEAH. Aoi, a teenage idol with depression developing into a more mature and responsible heroine who saves Link Vrains? IM ALL FOR IT. Soulburner’s character arc is fine overall but personally I don’t feel like it’s expanded enough. Also, there’s the mistreatment of side characters like Onizuka, Ema, Akira, the list goes on. I got so furious just looking at these characters and remembering that they’re all wasted and sidelined.
7. Incoherent/ random plotlines. IDK all episodes in season 1 (Hanoi’s arc) felt pretty consistent, focusing on a linear theme – Yusaku’s revenge on the Knights of Hanoi. But after that it felt like the writers gave up writing outlines and just wrote whatever he pleased/ considered more convenient for the sake of…a plot…that he had no idea which direction it was headed for. This is reflected in the amount of forgotten plotlines we listed previously.
8. Weak villains. Kinda related to point 4. Bohemann, Lightening, Windy, and Haru are all one-dimensional, flat, predictable villains with the cliché goal of “destroying humanity cuz humans are dumb and Ais are superior”. Not likeable, not fun to watch, not morally gray (something I expect from well-written antagonists), they are just there to serve as symbol of evil for the protags to defeat.
Honourable mentions - what I personally want to see in Vrains, really. Very biased.
- The familial interaction between Yusaku and Kusanagi? Brotherhood, perhaps? Without any mention of Yusaku’s parents, Kusanagi is the closest Yusaku has to a brother figure. I crave for some wholesome brotherly moments between these two.
- More slice of life episodes please.
- The friendship between Yusaku and Takeru. Please. Please. PLEASE. From the second opening we can see the animation staff CLEARLY intended for there to be a strong bond between Yusaku and Takeru – Takeru probably was written to serve as a Jounouchi/ Johan/ Crow sort of character. Yusaku and Takeru could bond over their trauma and overcome their PTSD together. AND IT WAS SO HEAVILY HINTED AT IN THE 2ND OP!!! fam what the fuck happened to that friendship, Im so robbed.
- Yusaku and Ryoken’s duel or tag duel. These two haven’t duelled AT ALL since the first season ended. Isn’t Ryoken Yusaku’s official rival? Isn’t it Yugioh tradition for the protag and the rival to duel like, a trillion times? AND ISNT IT ALSO A YUGIOH TRADITION FOR THE PROTAG AND THE RIVAL TO TAG DUEL?????? The fact that Yusaku and Ryoken never had a tag duel haunts me every night in my worst nightmares afjw4ot9wgrk
- Topologina Nabee
Thanks for coming to my ted talk, this marks the end of my rant on YGO VRAINS DISAPPOINTMENTS. Again, I harboured no malicious intent when I compiled the list – its more like a vent of frustration than actual criticism. I would pay billions to see a Vrains reboot or, if there exists an alternate universe where none of the writing/production issues above are present in Vrains, I would do a Kaiba and build a dimension travelling machine and immigrate there.
TLDR: wasted potentials. wAsTED PoTEntialS. WASTED POTENTIALS!!!!!!
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TW:// mentions of death, brief family dynamics mention, losing a friend
For context this happened late last night and I’ve been trying to get as many details as possible here.
Don’t feel obligated to read this. I know it’s long.
I recently had a friend unfriend me and I wanted to vent about that a little bit. This is really long, only read it if you really want to I just really need to talk about it somewhere else.
I am also sharing this stuff so you all understand me a bit better as a person. Because it is even more challenging for me online and I don’t want to lose any more friends, especially online friends because I can’t talk to you all in person.
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They have been known to do this to other people and everyone who it has happened to has still remained on the shit list. They screamed at me for over an hour on the phone because I was “a shit friend these past couple weeks or so.” They cited specific days where I didn’t answer them until later in the day and one specific day where they were stressed with school and wanted me to be there so they could vent and I could help them.
I tried explaining to them what was going on but I just ended up crying (I don’t normally cry a lot if that give you any idea how bad it was) and I didn’t get the words out. Mainly for a reason I’ll explain later but also because they sounded just like my dad when he yells and I just sorta shut down.
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Now they blocked and deleted my number and blocked me on all social media. (Our mutual friends told me.). They apparently told most of our friends what a piece of shit I am and a couple other people blocked me. They wrote a whole fucking essay about it but here’s the sparknotes:
-I go through periods of time where I am not a fun person to talk to, and they like me a lot better when I don’t have an “attitude”.
They specifically cited last year from late summer to winter, you’ll see why this is important.
-last year and this year I’ve “ghosted” people around the holiday season when I know it is rough for some people.
I try to check up on my friends when I know they are going through some shit, I try to send them useful stuff as well, everyone know that.
-I am too overly blunt and honest and not good at helping people with their issues.
I know I’m too blunt and honest , and you know what? I fuck up sometimes, but I usually don’t mean anything by it I’m just trying to help. As for helping people with their issues, if I wasn’t good at it why the fuck did they come to me in the first place.
-I have a perfect life, nothing bad ever happens to me and I’m nothing but a privileged asshole who doesn’t deserve to have a friend like them. I don’t know what it’s like to go through something difficult.
I’m not going to comment on this, I know I’m privileged, but I try to do good things with it.
-I pay way too much attention to my self and I am a “self centered piece of shit for not answering their messages that one day and for not being as fast with my responses as I normally am.”
You’ll see why this was a fucked up thing to say to me in a bit, I’m just writing this out very slowly and trying to avoid that part.
-I talk about myself too much when people come to me with advice, and people “shouldn’t come to me with advice or have to take that bullshit” because I am “undeserving of being in the loop about someone’s personal issues.”
This came up because one of our friends came to me with an issue instead of them. I know I often relate things back to me I didn’t think that was a bad thing because no one told me and that is just how I help myself understand what someone is going through, but I’ll stop doing that.
-Saying things like “I need to remove myself from this area.” Is extremely disrespectful to the rest of our friend group (I literally only go by myself it doesn’t affect them). For context my adhd is extremely severe to the point it’s considered to be a learning disability, what they are referencing is when I leave to go somewhere else because I am overwhelmed and overstimulated. They literally said and I quote “that shit is total fucking bull and you know it, I have adhd too, and I’m saying you’re fucking faking.”
First off they don’t have a formal medical diagnosis, just a suspicion, they haven’t even talked to their doctor about it. Not to mention everyone is different based off of severity and which symptoms are actually present. As part of my testing we opted for the comprehensive test to look at the severity of my adhd before moving on to being treated. In that test they observed me over the course of several hours to see how I reacted to different things. The things that were expected to be the worst symptoms for me were :
difficulty understanding and relating to others (one of my strategies I was told would help is to relate others experiences to mine)
difficulty in communication; reading directly off of my sheet and I quote “Emma was observed having a difficult time using nuance and understanding when was and was not the correct time to say something. Emma’s parents describe her as: extremely blunt to the point where it can be abrasive.”
sensory: specifically when things are too quiet, I also have an issue with overly bright lighting, and when I am very overwhelmed there is only a few people who I will let touch me when I’m “wigging out”
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I know I am privileged, but I really try to use that privilege to do good things and I didn’t know that I act uptight or like a dick in that way. If I do it’s either a joke or not intentional and I apologize.
That being said, just because I am privileged doesn’t mean my life is perfect and it doesn’t mean bad things don’t happen to me, it’s beyond fucked up to think that.
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A lot of the things they talked about are things they know I am insecure about to begin with and they know I am working on it. Most of them are literal symptoms of my adhd and things I struggle with on the fucking daily. I’m making them a different color so you can see what I’m talking about. Here’s the adhd related color.
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Now. Some of the other things they listed were in direct relation to my grandma passing away. If you know me, you know my grandma and I were very close and she in a way was like a lot like a parent to me. She had cancer and dementia and her health started a major decline in August of 2019, I spent a lot of time with her during this time and I was constantly stressed and worried about her. I didn’t really talk a lot about it because it’s hard for me to think about but I know this friend knew about this for a goddamn fact.
This relates to this because the period of time when I had “attitude” and “wasn’t a fun person to be around” was when we found out she would have 3 months if she was lucky, I spent every day with her during this time. Yeah I think watching someone slowly die and forget who you are is reason enough to be a bit not talkitive or please not.
My grandma died on December 4th 2019. The main reason my friend snapped was because I wasn’t their to help them with their stress on December 4th 2020. (They had screenshots). They yelled at me for over an hour because of the reasons of above and mainly, MAINLY, because I didn’t text them back fast on the anniversary of my grandmas death. I WAS AT THE FUCKING CEMETARY ASSHOLE DONT YELL AT ME FOR NOT RESPONDING RIGHT AWAY.
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I’m sorry this was really long but I’m just having a rough day. I thought I could trust this person and I thought we were ok, I just wish that someone would tell everyone this, but the people that blocked me also blocked my best friends.
If you have a problem with my behavior in any way, please talk to me before something like this happens. And please know that if I seem overly blunt or like I’m trying to steal the spotlight, just know that I don’t mean to and it doesn’t come from a place of malice. I don’t want to lose any more friends.
I know I fuck up, but there is reason behind it, but unfriending someone who you’ve been friends with for 7 years because they didn’t text you back from the cemetary is fucked up, I’m pretty sure anyone can see that much.
High school drama is fucking bullshit, I hate it here.
#vent#venting#high school drama#high school drama bullshit#toxic friends#adhd#this was really fucked up#not a shitpost#not a joke#long post sorry
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Now is the right one😅
He was tired. Tired of seing that happening or threats that never once stopped from coming.
Just last week you were almost kidnapped due to your affiliations with the yakusa, or more spefic with him... again.
Was it that difficult to leave someone who had nothing to deal with his business for once on their miserable lifes? Was that impossible to leave his angel alone and come to him instead?
Of course not. Some of the underground gangs and even villains took notice, even his besides his best attempts of acting that he didn't even cared or rather was irritated, that Overhaul had yes a weakness, his partner.
He never once was a man to feel guilty less aside pity of others... but you were a exception. A damn exception for almost everything...
And no matter how he acted or what you went through because of him, his angel always remained on his side.
He was... fed up. Completely exausted at seing that because of HIM and only HIM, your peaceful once live turned into one that seemed like hell on earth.
Heck, even by some heroes and civilians you were mistreated because of your relationship with him and the yakusa... but he never once saw you ashamed or even upset at that...
God how he despised this...
As much as it pained him to jo ends... he felt the need of freing you from this... you suffered so.. so much already.
He had to do this. Or else, his angel was going to suffer a drastic accident someday and it would be all of his fault.
He had to put a end to this.
"A... are you serious?" You asked with wide eyes at those stoic, emotionless golden orbs staring numbly back at you.
"I won't repeat myself." He said nonchalantly before turning to sit on his chair and just burry himself in work.
"K-Kai you can't be serious.." you whispered, while he sitted down and started to look at his papers... pretended to at least.
"I thought you were suppose to know me." He scoffed, ignoring the knot forming on his stomach and the way his chest was feeling so tight...
"That's one of the reasons I'm questioning you right now!" You exclaimed in disbelief "Why out of the blue just decide to break up with me out of no where?"
"... I.." you furrowed your eyebrows at the subtle hesitation at his voice, the broken yet depressed look on his eyes before he inhale and returned to that cold and stoic face of his "I simply noticed that you are nothing but a distraction. With you on the line, my goal is submitted to failure."
Your heart clenched at his monotonous words... yet you somehow knew that wasn't true.
"Liar." You hissed, he arched a eyebrow at you before you looked at him with anger and sadness "How can you say that even after telling me one of your worst memories as a child? After you, the most mysophobic person that I ever met, hold me when I had breakdown and let me cry on your shoulder?"
He cringed mentally, the one thing he despised was seing your beautiful shinning face darkening and appearing those tears in your gorgeous eyes... he wasn't the best at comforting, but he tried at least make you forget the issue...
Dammit. Why did you had to make this.. difficult?
"That was then and this is now (Y/n)." He sighed and grabbed a few papers and hand it to you with a disgusted look "I rented your old appartment back, so you won't have much trouble."
You looked in anger at the papers before slamming then down on the table.
"Are you for real Chisaki?!"
His heart beat stoped at that name bit he still remained his composure. Arching a eyebrow by force at you.
"You CONVINCED ME to moving in! Now you're just kicking me out without even a goddamn reason?!"
"Don't yell." He sighed before standing up form his chair "We're having a civil conversation here." He glared down at you with a insuferable pain on his chest.
He despised himself for that... he didn't want to let go of the only person who taught him true feelings of love and care... but he needed to. After all, if you love someone, you should let them go...?
He really didn't want that...
"Chisaki I'm not stepping out of this room until you tell me a good reason." You sinked your teeth together in a effort of not wanting to cry.
"... I'm done." He growled before getting just a few inches closer "I'm done with you. I simply am tired, try to grow up and understand that."
"You're horrible at lying Chisaki-" you hissed "Especially to me."
"An I now?" He growled threateningly "You're too full of yourself. What? Don't tell me you thought you really meant something." He said coldly while you only glared back at him, trying but failing at keeping the tears into your eyesm
"Did you forgot who I am?" He said with a disgusted look before easing his way back to his normal back position "There is nothing less than a mere debt between us. I only own you that and the apartment."
You let out a sob before making one last try of grabbing or even touch one of his hands.
"Dont lay your filthy fingers on me. Stop with this nonsense." He grabbed your wrist a bit harshly, cringing at the warmth spread through his veins and systems at feeling your skin on his...
He hated himself. Hated.
The look you gave to him, eyes tearing up but yet angry look on your features as you asked him if that's what he thought and he hesitantly nodded his head...
You made a hurtful sound before easing your free hand up, whimpering a bit for not being able to even come any closer for you to do the action.
You still loved him, even after... his attitude towards you. His grip tightened just a bit as he lowered his tone of voice.
"If you're going to hit me then go ahead." He say the words in arrogance and disgust, not even expecting that you would...
"... bastard." You whimpered before slamming your hand on the side of his face, surprinsing you both with the action that he even let go of your wrist in shock.
He didn't looked at you, but slowly returned his head back while his gloved hand traced the area which surely was going to be red in just a few moments... eyes open wide as he stared at nowhere.
It.. stinged. He felt pain before, may times actually... your slap was quite strong but it didn't hurt him that much... what hurted was knowing that he... deserved it, and looking at your at you, rivers of tears running down your cheeks as they fell in the floor.
"Fucking-!" You sobbed before wiping your tears only to come more in your face at feeling the urge to apologize to him for your actions; "..asshole!" You turned on your shoes and almost ran out of his office, slamming the door shut.
He never once saw you that infuriated and so... broken before.
What once he thought it was for the best now seemed to pierce his chest and ribcage even more... that sweet pair of eyes looking at him in hurt and dare he say rage was... heartbreaking.
Although, the more the slap didn't gurted him in the slightest, it made him think straight for once... the only person that loved him deeply, even despite his ups and downs, had just walked out of that door due to some stupid decision of him and the cruel words he let out in hope for you to give up.
God dammit... what had he done?
"(Y/N)!" He shouted after you "Get back here, right now!" He shouted again, hidding his desperation when he catched your figurine only getting faster on your steps... and the drops of tears falling into the ground
"Didn't you told me to leave?! I am leaving!" You shouted, wiping your tears in your sleeve as you made your way quickly to the bedroom.
He tried using his quirk to block your way thorugh the walls but one blink of a eye you had hitted the door and locked it twice at least... clearly not going to do your bags yet since he heard the 'thump' of someone falling into the ground and the sobs that soon came.
"(Y/n) you know I can open this door in one touch. Unlock this instant." He knocked and cringed when another sob ripped your throat...
He was such a fucking asshole... he didn't deserved you the slightest.
"Go away Chisaki! I am getting my things done so dont even need to threat me to death! Just leave me alone!" You cried while burrowing your face in your knees as you hugged your legs closer.
"(Y/n) for God's sake stop being so immature." He said nonchantly but his eyes spoked how he was feeling... or what exactly.
Regret, hurt, sorrow... all of those things.
"(Y/N)." He knocked on the door twice "(Y/N)!" He punched the door, immediately freezing when he heard your whimpers of sad and terror from the other side.
"... angel please..." he tried again, hearing you sobbing and immediately shouting for him to not call you that "(Y/N) I'm sorry dammit... just hear me out..." he touched his forehead with the wall, not getting one signal of yours breaths.
"I didn't meant those. Neither of them."
"What type of fucking joke is this-?"
"Is not, you know me dammit!" He let out a shaky breath after that "Please just let me explain myself at least..."
Your silence was better than nothing at least, even if his chest felt like a billion of burning needle were piercing it, for him to start to talk again.
"I said those things because I was out of control... I just wanted to keep you safe and unharmed." He said quite sadly, lowering his gaze to the ground "(Y/n), you're the reason I'm not completely insane, you make me feel like a man instead of a heartless and soulless demon each day that your clingy ass expend by my side..." he growled the last part before placing his gloved hand at the door "And hell and heavens know how much I crave and... love your presence..."
He rested his forehead on the door, wincing and clenching his jaw at hearing your muffled and quiet sniffles and sobs.
"All of the things I said earlier were lies to convince you to leave... (Y/n) you're special to me for God's sake-!" He almost whimpered before he took his breath back "I can't bare or simply atture even the thought of someone mistreating you or you getting hurt... and I was so blind with worry and uncertain that I ended up doing the thing I was afraid and disgusted the most..."
Your sobs had but not his vent...
"You have any idea that how much you matter..? How much I care for you is even scary... I never once thought that I was capable of having those feelings towards someone else... the minimum was... gratitude..." he turned his gloved hand into a fist, shaking a bit "Seing you get hurt or offended due to your relationship with me just makes me mad at the point of me wanting to overhaul almost everyone on this god for saken planet..." he hissed.
"... the slap you gave me was worthy... but it didn't hurt, what did was facing your sad and angry angelic persona getting out of my office... your negative feelings as a consequence of my stupid actions..."
He took another breath before hitting the slide his forehead on the door.
"I am a fucking idiot. I know an apology won't fix this neither make you feel better after the attrocities I said back there but... but please don't go."
He jumped a bit at the door unlocking and frowned at seing your swollen red eyes looking down at the ground, cheeks wet from the tears you had shed because of him... and him alone.
"You're such a jerk sometimes Chisaki." You muttered angrily while he sighed, getting that while you were mad you weren't going to call him nothing but his disgusting surname.
"I know..." he extended his hand before retreading back when you took one step back after his actions "I was... terrified of losing you due to your affiliations with me and the yakusa that-"
"You thought that kicking me out and breaking up with me out of no where was better?" You grumbled, eyes away from his sorrow gaze.
"I have no idea what passed through my mind on that moment... I-I-" he let out another shaky breath before burring his palm on his face in rage "I'm so sorry..."
You hesitantly uncrossed your arms and looked back at him, frowning at the way your arrogant and stoic man was nothing but a pile of regret and you swore that he was about to tear up...
Sighing, you gently grabbed hsi wrist and lushed out of his face, making the young man look at you with wondering golden eyes.
"You're going to hurt yourself if you dig your nails like that..." you muttered while he scoffed, glaring down at both of you.
"You see..? I don't deserve this, such kindness and care from such a angel like yourself... it was for th-"
"You want me gone?" You asked seriously while he looked for just a bit in your eyes before sighing and returning his gaze at the ground.
"Of course not..."
"And I don't want to leave either. So I'm stuck with you..." you slowly cradle his face gently in your hands to make him look at you properly "Chisaki I knew where I was getting into when I accepted being your partner! I know you care for my security and you are overprotective but... sometimes you take things way too far..."
He felt something disgusting on his chest after he heard your last words, remembering the talk he had with Pops and said the elder sai the exact same thing...
".. I just can't accept you being mistreated, hurt, heck even looked at..." he grabbed your wrist for a moment before easing them down "You are one of the very few reasons I wake up in the morning... if one day you by any chances didn't come back I would be... devasted."
"..don't push me away like that ever again Kai. Then I promise that no matter what I will always come back to your arms..."
He scoffed before carresing your palm with one thumb of his.
"It doesn't depend only on you..."
You scoffed before letting go of his hand, not letting him have any time to protest before you hugged him tightly as you burried your face on his toned chest... noticing how his breath caught on his throat.
"If I don't want to leave neither you are getting me out." You nuzzled a bit on him, noticing how his muscles had lessen up a bit "It doesn't depend fully on me but is not right to send away in fear of something that might or might not happen..."
You smiled a bit ag feeling his arms hesitantly hug you back to his chest while he let out a shaky sigh and rested his head on yours.
"... I will make it up for you. Anything for you to forgive me..." he seprated a bit to look you dead in the eyes "Anything you wish for, I'm getting it. Doesn't matter the price. Just tell me something that I can get for you to forgive me."
You sighed with a hopeless smile before cupping his cheek in your hand. Golden eyes interlocked with (E/c).
"Anything?" He nodded while holding your hand on his gloved one "Then I want this for now."
You pushed his black mask down before sweetly pressing your lips against his, smilling at the goose humps he made you feel while noticing how you got him out of guard.
When you broke it he looked down ag you with soft yet serious expression before carresing your cheek with his thumb.
"Can you really forgive me that easy?"
"It takes time for healing and you know it..." you rested your cheek on his shoulder "But at least you realized that it was bullshit your plan."
"Language..." he breathed out a chuckle before resting his own head on yours while hugging you by the waist.
If it meant he could have you on his arms as long as time would give him... then he was willing to admit that he failed...
"... quite strong slap you gave me back there dearest." He chuckled at your loud gasp and immediately apologizing and fussing over the cheek you hitted him.
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Hey yall, emotional abuse, physical pain (not self harm, just illness pain), brief mention of periods, and shitty parents tws coming up.
So i generally try to keep my personal life off here unless I won’t be posting for a while and want to let you know why (like i did with my ear infection.), but I’m having a really bad week and a half and desperately need to vent. Feel free to completely ignore this because I don’t expect anyone to respond, I just need to get everything off my chest--although any suggestions as to what the fuck I should do are more than welcome.
My dad and stepmom have been controlling any emotionally abusive for pretty much my entire life--because you know, abuse doesn’t just start randomly and it’s not something that you can easily fix.
Anyway. When I went home for my ear infection, my stepmom got kinda mad about it. Mad might be the wrong word, controlling is probably better. I didnt tell her or my dad that I was coming home to see the doctor for a few reasons:
I knew if I told them, they’d tell me i should tough it out and go to class
They’d say that i was being over dramatic and that it couldn’t possible hurt that bad
They’d ask why I couldn’t have seen a doctor in Milwaukee (where my college is and 1.5 hours from home), why I needed to come home for something like that.
So I didn’t tell them. While I was home my stepmom texted me asking how I was doing. At the time she didn’t know I had an ear infection or that I was home, so of course like the idiot I am, I was honest and told her I came home sunday night. Seriously I think honesty is my fatal flaw. She, of course, asked why and I told her that “I cant think right now, let alone take a bus somewhere I’ve never been before. I tried to get into the dr at school, but they dont have any openings until wednesday.” I was able to get into my doctor at home on monday, two full days before I would have been able too at school, so it seems logical that id go home right? I couldnt hear out of my right ear anyway, so it’s not like I would have been able to pay attention in class and actually learn anything.
She drops it or that day.
But my stepmom, being my stepmom, of course texts me back a few days later (fthursday or friday i think) because she thinks that I should have tried harder to find a doctor here. She said, and I fucking quote this entire goddamn text
Hey so I just want to clarify with you ... you could have gone to a dr there you know? You guys didn’t have to come all the way home and back. good lord. Just find a clinic thats an urgent care or er. you might have had to pay more out of pocket, but so what? And you have 2 insuraces, so that wouldve helped more too. Just saying. So I thought I’d let you know instead of doing all that craziness back and forth. Make it easier on yourself next time kiddo.
And this has me fucking livid because:
I literally explained to her why I didn’t find someone in Milwaukee days before.
She’s insinuating that it’s too inconvenient for my mom to come get me.
And my stepdad had off on tuesday, so he gladly took me back too school. No questions asked. No complaints. He even bought my antibiotics for me (which I was totally prepared to pay the $10 for myself) before we left.
She’s talking down to me as if I had no idea that I could do this.
I can’t afford to pay more out of pocket right now, even if I might (read: MIGHT) get reimbursed for it later.
Going home literally WAS making it easier on myself.
So I send a screenshot of this text to my mom of course, and she replies almost immediately just going off. My mom and I havent always had the best relationship (she has some emotionally abusive habits too, but she knows about most of them, acknowledges them, and tries her best to fix them), but I know that she will always be there for me. She’s that person who will drive an hour and a half just to come make sure someone is okay, and she has done so 2-3 times in my 2 years at college. She doesn’t care if I’m 45 and living on the other side of the country, she will drive or by a plane ticket to hep me if/when need it. So my mom is beyond pissed off that my stepmom would ever imply that coming to get me, take care of me, is an inconvenience.
I reply a simple “i know” to my stepmom, because I know better than to give her a long winded explanation. She’ll just come back at me with an even longer block of text basically telling me how wrong/stupid i was to not just see a dr in the area.
And of course, of fucking course, she replies with a long block of text anyway basically telling me the same fucking thing. She does this several times and I keep doing the “i know” “yeah” “okay” thing because I just didn’t have the fucking ENERGY you guys.
But then she says
my goodness you’re a peach sometimes. Just trying to help and maybe you guys didn’t think of that.
So by this point in time my patience was completely GONE. I have absolutely none left. I know when my stepmom calls me a peach it’s just her “nice” way of saying “you’re being a fucking bitch.” ((Keep in mind this entire time I was taking screenshots and sending them to my mom so she could be mad with me.)) And so I fucking went off in the nicest way possible. I tell her
no, you’re trying to be in control of the situation that had absolutely nothing to do with you
I was going to just try going to a dr the next morning, but then my mom called and I was crying and she asked if I wanted to come home, so I said yes. It wasn’t an inconvenience to her, though it feels like you’re trying to make it seem that way. And [stepdad] had off so he was easily able to take me back.
I’m not an idiot, im an adult fully capable of doing things myself. But i also recognized that I needed help and accepted it when my mom noticed I did as well
Because yes. I was in so much pain that I was actually crying from it. I usually have a decent pain tolerance (horrific period cramps will do that to a person), but for some reason whenever I say that I’m genuinely in pain my stepmom never seems to think it could be “that bad.” And... that’s exactly how that went. I was soooo prepared to just tough it out and wait until Wednesday if I absolutely had to. But then my mom called and I may be 20 years old but there are those times when you’re an adult and you just need your parent. You need your parent to tell you it’s going to be okay. You need your parent to hold and comfort you. You need your parent to take you to the dr. And for me this was one of those times. I so very rarely ask for help but this time i needed it, and there’s no reason for my stepmom (or anyone) to make me feel like I should be ashamed of that.
So she said something brief to that and I didn’t reply back. Ne next moring she sends me another text starting off with something along the lines of “I’m hurt by how you treated me last night...” and I didn’t read the rest because I knew it would make me mad. I did, however send a screenshot to my mom again.
The next day I call both my mom and my paternal grandma to talk about this entire conversation.
My mom thinks that I should cut off ties with them for at least a few months because this has been overwhelming me so much. I agree with her, but I’m concerned about my younger siblings (not that they’ll get hurt or anything, but that I won’t be able to see them) and also my aunt is getting married in may.
And my grandma was livid too. She’s never liked my stepmom because she’s always thought that she’s treated me like shit. (For a long time i mistakenly believed that my stepmom was a better person than my mom, but I was an impressionable child/teenager then). My grandma and I talked about times when stepmom made me feel bad about myself or treated me as lesser than my half siblings. And my grandma agrees that I should keep my distance, but she asked me to not cut ties, and to keep a decent amount of peace, until after my aunt’s wedding.
Which I understand. I get it. I love my aunt a lot and I truly dont want to cause any problems at her wedding, she deserves the world. But at the same time I don’t know how much longer I can take this you guys. I’m supposed to go to a water park for a night with my dad, stepmom, and siblings during my spring break (it was a christmas present from my dad to the family) and I’m absolutely dreading it. I don’t want to go. My mom says I should just lie and say I have to work, but again, fatal flaw here is honesty, so I don’t know if I’ll be able to do that. I want to see my siblings too, but I really need to start taking care of myself.
I’ve spent far too long worrying about my family even after not living at home for the last two years. I need to take care of myself. I do. But I honestly don’t know how to do that without causing a family feud in the process.
And the reason this was all triggered again today (after not having talked to anyone on my dad’s side since saturday) is because I got a call from a random number while I was in class today. It was a call from my home city and whoever it was left a voicemail. In the back of my mind I started worrying that it was my dad and that he wanted to talk me into not being upset with my stepmom (he’s a terrible person too but that’s a rant for a different day).
I have yet to listen to it because the idea of talking about this with him makes me nauseous. At the same time, not knowing who called is making me overwhelmingly anxious. I don’t know what would be best:
Ignoring the voicemail, or listening to it and potentially having to talk to my dad?
Toughing out being around my family until after the wedding, or risk causing a family feud by cutting ties?
I just... I’m so lost you guys.
#personal#tasha talks#i could go into so much more detail about how fucking broken i am because of all of the things ive dealt with in my family#but this is the bare minimum needed to understand just what the fuck is going on right now#im not feeling ok#mr stark i dont feel so good#even trying to joke like that is falling flat right now#im in panic mode and i don't know how to stop#this has been keeping me up at night#seriously#i cannot sleep#i feel sick#and so drained#all i want to do is sleep#delete later#probably
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This is kinda a rant about my day and my birthday, moms, and shit so like, ya'll be warned.
I got to hang out with my friend today :)
Its the best before birthday party ever!!
Which is funny, beacuse i usually always enjoy the day before my birthday, and not the day of my birthday xDDD
There was this huge wind that knocked out almost everything on out picnic table xD I BLAME THE PLANES!! THE GIANT METAL BIRDS IN THE SKY! ):O!
And we biked everywhere!! We where so tired xD so we sat down and talked about stuff (but i cant tell you what we said.)
It was a very fun day.
We even watched some tick tocs.
Now tomorrow.. Is my actually birthday. I am not so hyped for that.
I have had a few nice birthday days, but as far as i can remember I only had 2 soo..
Yeah....
I prefer my before birthday days anyways.
Im so tired from all the biking and walking and my mom brought way to much food and drinks...
Ughh and tomorrow i gotta wake up early?! Seriously??! On a birthday?!
Apparently i have to go to church, to pray to god or what not.
The thing is, im not that much of a religious kid. I don't hide it either.
And im pretty sure this is either another one of her get together with her friends or... My one friend that could come over :>
Most likely her friends, and not mine... Not that i dont mind it, but im tired, and my stamina is completely demolished.
And everytime i go to place that has alot of people, indoors, in a place i am unfamilar in..
I get a panic attack. Especially now, during the pandemic and isolation.
My mom made to go to church before, and we had to do all these things, and i dont like it, i panicked untill it was over and most people where gone...
The only thing i like about the whole thing is its lovely echo, and its music(its really a lovely composition, i admire the hard work and talent that's put into these things. A lot of stuff like this gets over looked by many. I don't care if its a gift from God, that shit is a gift and should be appreciated and not overlooked.) Other than that, i wish i just stayed home...
Like, I really don't want to do all these things.
I injured my freaking leg, and im pretty sure im slowly harming myself more and more freuently-
(I had a flipping panic when i didn't hand in a assignment in on the assigned time, despite my teacher giving a heads up that I could chill on it as long as its handed in- what makes you think i can handle 30 people, im a giant ass house of singing and preaching for a few minutez?)
Im super salty about waking up early tho qwq...
I should be happy that I had this cool birthday, but I REEALLY just want alone time.
And i know a little girl is coming tomorrow to my party, and her parents practically just hand em too me, cause im good with kids..
But like, im drained. Super drained. Im probably gonna be hella sore too.
God i hate my birthday day, so im just gonna rant/vent about it here.
I know im going to get distracted, or excited, and the adrenalin kicks in and i end up not feeling a single pain or ache in my body.
But I swear, adrenalin will not heal my mental/emotional health that is slowly depleting. And i have fun yeah, but like im growing tired in the end.
Its fun, but I don't get anything out of it.
And the more i think about it, the more i dislike a lot of things.
My mom sucks, she sucks alot.
Man, shes quite the abusive person. But you can never tell. The only way you can is by how i turned out, or what my dad would tell you. (My dad is a good man. I love my dad he is the best. Mom just uses him as a way to "send me away" when im "too much for her.")
And im always panicking when she's near the little girl, that i play with. (She wonderful, and very sweet.)
My mom has told her the terrible things she told me when i was little. The things that made me so anxious and shifty.. Depressive and well... Not in a good state of mind. (I'll just sugar coat that one.)
One of the reasons why i hate my birthdays so much.
It started getting worse the more i grew older, and the more i started to learn about her. And i really dont like her, but if she knew that, we'd argue the same way we have been doing for years of my life. And she would kick me out.
So you see why i hate my birthday days.
Every birthday i dont spend with her? Well its the best time of my life. And im not even kidding on this one.
Im still salty on that one birthday, she invited all her friends, and they ordered a cake i couldn't eat. And kept pestering me to eat it. I moved on from it, i dont bring it up anymore. But im still fucking salty.
And i probably would have ate it too. But the flavor was just..not for me. And the texture?! Come on. Im pretty sure i was just picky that day, or it was an accident but i swear-
I dont even know the diffrence between friendly "check ups" and un friendly "check ups".
Y'know, the ones where its like "aww they are sleeping how cute i love them! "
And
" im gonna bust this door open and slap your ass beacuse you where awake for too long."
I remeber when I was little, she pulled my hair, and fucking smashed my goddamn phone cause she was "mad at me for staying up late"
She had fucking sex in the bed RIGHT NEXT TO MINE- and then lied about it. Bro i was tramutized.
It was with the fucking landlord, where the hell was my mom's mind set when i was younger?! That dude was a total creep, and he smelled like shit! Sex is stinky and i don't like it. (I was fucking 12, what do you expect? I had pillows to block my back so i couldn't look back and see that. But i woke up to this shit, like man im still tramatized. WE ARE IN THE SAME BEDROOM MOM, WTF?! IM FUCKING 12!)
I hate the house now. I don't like walking there either. Im glad we moved. (Bad memories. Always bad memories there. I don't know what the fuck my mom was going through, but she sure as hell took it all on me, i was messed up every since then. Man, i wasn't even emo, i was just some 12 yr old kid would looks out windows dramatically crying beacuse it was my only coping mechanism, and it made me feel better watching the sunsets and looking at trees.)
Man, I hate a lot of things don't i? I have this unrelenting anger, and im so glad i dont use it as horribly as my mom does, and instead used it too better myself and use it like an extra power source beacuse anger is a fuel that is uncontrollable but under the right circumstances can be be used wisely and become very nicely controlled. And i learned to control it. :) well, as good as i can of course.
I forget that I've been arguing my whole life.. So thats why im so good at having *intellegent* arguements.
Fucking expirence.
God damit mom.
I have to show u goddamn books in order for you too understand why black lives matter, or how to not scare tiny 3 or 4 yr olds about how the man down stairs will cut their tounges or how you make deals that never benefit me and i just get manipulated over and over again untill i find a way out of the loop, or why i need privacy and space in my life-
So yeah basically, im done.
I gotta sleep or else shes gonna bust in here and do shit.
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Boots Reads Homestuck Epilogue(s) Part 12 - Candy Page 18
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Time to see what all the fuss was about Page 18. We’re with Jane... that might not be good. Especially given Lollipop proximity.
Jane scoffing at troll genocide again. :(
Gamzee seems more woke than Jane here.
GAMZEE: sO yOu SaYiN yOu NeEd DiFfErEnT sHoEs FoR yOuR hUmAn DiCkS aNd WhAt NoT?
Pfffff
Jane narrows her eyes at the disingenuous buffoon.
I dunno, he sounds like he’s being pretty goddamn ingenuous right now.
It’s not the first time they’ve had this conversation? Are they black with each other or something??
What’s more likely is he’s attempting to get a rise from her. To get her a little hotter under the collar. To put her in a certain mood.
Oh my gosh she’s genuinely black for him, hahahahah
GAMZEE: AnD AlL I EvEr bEeN TrYiN To dO Is gEt yOu rIgHt tOo, WiTh mOrAlS AnD GoOdNeSs, AlL fIlLeD uP iNsIdE yOu As TiGhT aS yOuR tAsTy HoE bAlLoOnS aRe WiTh HuMaN mOo JuIcE.
Jesus christ that’s not the kind of metaphor i want to be hearing from canon
or anyone for that matter
JANE: No! I’d rather die than touch your disgusting clown baton ever again.
....yyyeah, context is showing she’s PROBABLY super Black into this. Still, pretty jarring to see a clear consensual “NO” right in the middle of things.
Quit calling her a dairy queen!!! D: D: D:
Oh god they named the baby Tavros.
Alright, there’s some grade A discomfort in this scene, which I’m enjoying, really. I can see why they singled out page 18. I could traumatize some people with some of these paragraphs out of context.
HOO HOO HOO, THIS LITTLE PIGGY WENT TO THE DARK CARNIVAL!!!
Eeeeuugh
JAKE: Anyway whats up with you? Hows life with davekat going? JADE: oh its great! im really glad i just went for it JADE: all of us together... it really is the best of every world
God damnit Jade why are you obliviously torturing them????????
You could’ve been REALLY GOOD for them both if you just FUCKING LISTENED TO THEM AND RESPECTED THEM INSTEAD OF SITTING ON THEM.
JADE: theres no way me and dave could have a regular baby together because im... JAKE: Whats wrong? JADE: well lets just say that after all the sburb stuff its done some things to my body JADE: like merging with bec mostly
Oh my FUCKING GOD please don’t canonize this. This didn’t need to be spelled out so-- D:
jesus
D: D: D:
This... is actually making my stomach roil again????
like
not because id object to-- i mean, it’s one thing to deal with
FAN SCENARIOS
ISOLATED divergences from canon where she has to deal with that and its kind of hilarious, but can be safely ignored when it comes to her character arc as a whole
but once its CANON???????? D: D: D:
suddenly you can’t IGNORE the full import when you’re done with, like, an RP or something, of the psychological struggle she would be forced to deal with given an abnormal biological situation. Instead of thinking “Oh, that could be pretty painful to deal with! Let’s explore it temporarily for fun” it becomes “Oh, that would be painful to deal with and you have to think about her having to deal with all the complications of that whenever you hear about her LITERALLY FOREVER.” D:
andrew i know you couldnt resist because of how funny and practically-xenoprogressive it was but whyyyyyyyyy did you have to canonize that WHYYYY
Now instead of a fun joke thought it also has to be SAD FOREVER
AAAAAAAA D’:
i dont know why this would be the line thats crossed to upset me
Rose surrogate?
JADE: no jake, dave wouldnt be the father in this scenario!
Pffffff. Andrew’s just diving RIGHT into the, er, doggy fanfics here. I should... TRY to lighten up about this. Try. D:
(...wait, shit. Knowing my friend, THIS whole bit is why they alluded to this page. God damnit.)
[[ EDIT: askshenhibiki said:
Now that you read Candy 18, flash back to Meat when Roxy is talking about gender... and look at Jade's reaction looking at "where her hands rest on her lap". Yes, Meat hinted at that "mix" too.
Ah, let’s see...
ROXY: and so i got to thinking ROXY: what even is gender ROXY: amirite lol? JADE: oh yeah JADE: that makes sense i guess........
Jade looks at where her hands are folded in her lap. Bites her lip. She has her own concerns about this, her own thoughts. Reasonable thoughts, I’d say. But I’ll refrain from any further comment. I’m staying away from this subject, from now on.
...yeah, guess Dirk at least had the decency not to spring all that on us before Jade got the opportunity to do it honestly. ]]
Guh, back to Jake suffering in his sad, trapped scenario. I hope THAT gets at least resolved by the end of this. Someone save Jake from this, because it looks like he’s not really that capable of saving himself?
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Dammit, Jade, I’m cringing at these descriptions of your intrusion.
Oh wow, John went for the mustache. Guess we knew that from, like, his stuffed statue oldself?
Jade doesn’t pick up on the obvious subtext in the conversation, however, because she’s been willfully undermining the subtext in her own personal life for nearly a year now.
D: D: D:
Seriously, Jade, how is what YOU’RE doing any better than what you were frustrated at seeing THEM doing, avoiding the real feelings and truth of anything even if it was conspicuously on body-language display?
KARKAT: THE NEW ADMINISTRATION IS CRACKING DOWN ON CERTAIN KINDS OF INTERSPECIES ADOPTION LAWS.
It’s like Andrew wants us deprived of even a happy imagined future for Earth C on top of everything else!!! What the hell! >:(
Is this about politics? Is Andrew just venting his anger that the Orange Guy is going to get away with ruining everything forever?? Because as understandable as that is, he could at least give us some imaginary happyfutures to look forward to.
Reading on... Hm, yet another intentionally-misused fridging reference.
KARKAT: HIS RELATIONSHIP IS A FLAMING WRECK OF AN INTERSTELLAR WARSHIP HURTLING TOWARDS THE PLANET AT TERMINAL VELOCITY WITH THE ENTIRE CREW BRUTALLY SLAUGHTERED UPON REENTRY, SHOVED STRAIGHT DOWN THE CHAGRIN TUNNEL AND THEN IMMEDIATELY SHAT OUT THE OTHER SIDE, THUS FLOODING THE ENTIRE FUCKING NEIGHBORHOOD WHEN IT CLOGS UP THE LOAD GAPER.
Yep, that triangle’s fucked. Wonder if the conversation’s going to transition to the CURRENT triangle’s problems...
...yeah, John using the R word there isn’t far from the fucking truth from the looks of things.
JADE: maybe that would work for a few days, but one thing i learned from dating around a lot in my youth is that no ones going to leave a bad relationship until its THEIR idea to leave
She takes in a shaky breath and shuts her eyes. Her hair spills around her face when she leans forward to put her chin on her knees. Dave and Karkat exchange a look that is equal parts confused, miserable, and desperate.
Oh SHIT. Is JADE going to be the one to finally vocalize about the problems here???
Something else comes hurtling out of the hole in the sky, too fast for Jade to catch. It hits the ground with a clap of green lightning. The collision sends a geyser of dirt, rock, and vapor into the air. Dave flash-steps to shield Karkat. Jade doesn’t move, taking the brunt of the explosion face on, using her abilities to warp the energy around her so that she’s a mote at the center of the storm. When the dust clears, she’s the first to jump in the crater, trailing smoke behind her.
There’s a body at the center of it. The torso is bloody, tangled, and curled into a fetal position. Its shoes are missing, but otherwise the outfit is quite familiar to her: it’s a dead ringer for her old Witch of Space uniform. Jade touches the body with the toe of her shoe, and then gasps when it rolls over to reveal its face.
JADE: its... JADE: ME???
Okay what the FUCK. It sounds like there’s going to be some context for that postscript after all. Something to bridge the gap between when that 16-yo Jade falls into the singularity and when Aradia goes off with her through a wormhole
I’m going to guess up front that this happens BEFORE the postscript... this younger version of Jade fell into the black hole and came out in THIS alternate timeline, possibly rather changed by the experience. But then again, the way the sky opened up... actually, couldn’t that be just a “natural” manifestation of the black hole abilities encouraged by Calliope or done by the singularity alone, followed by later in the Postscript this Jade actually getting control of it??
And... reading on, from the sound of it, her eyes aren’t black yet, either. Sounds like that’s to come, before the postscript. Question being, is it alt!Callie black eyes, or some black-hole-powers visual manifestation? Wait, never mind, I misread; this teenage Jade-corpse has NOT opened their eyes yet, so they couldn’t possibly tell, and the stuff about them “shaking” was about the adult Jade standing over her. Never mind. Let’s see which timeframe this Jade came from.
Also STOP TRAUMATIZING ADULT JADE ON SCREEN ITS NOT OKAY IM SICK OF IT ANDREW
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Page 20...
Stop letting babby not!Vriska bully babby not!Tavros.
Hm... same stupid tooth poison? No, Jade didn’t get hit with a tooth... so it’s more getting hit with shards of spacetime and spiraling down a black hole. Also whatever alt!Callie did to just barely keep her alive.
Hm, so the Heart stuff falls apart if you’re too separated from the mass-whole at Light’s center? That’s certainly a hypothesis at least.
ROXY: sounds like its time for another funeral lmao
ROXY WAKE THE FUCK UP AND STOP BEING A VAGUELY ROXY-LOOKING LMAO-ZOMBIE. WHERE THE FUCK DID REAL ROXY GO.
And where the fuck is Calliope anyway, she’s just being left in the dust and nobody’s even talked to her from the looks of it.
Hm, cut apart by political differences, this group...?
ROXY: woah ok karkat i get ur all fired up about politics and stuff but lay off gamz ok
ROXY WHO REPLACED YOUR FUCKING BRAIN WITH A BLOCK OF CHEESE
ROXY YOU’RE MY FAVORITE CHARACTER PLEASE GIVE US AN EXPLANATION FOR WHY YOU’RE ACTING NOTHING LIKE THE COOL SMART PERSON WE READ ABOUT.
JADE: dave what the FUCK did you say to him downstairs?
Oh my god you asshole don’t blame DAVE for this >:(
ROXY: this time next week well corpse party like its the end of the world!
I don’t want to think this has anything to do with Aradia, but we DID see her in that postscript bit... And, I mean, what the hell could she even do?? It’s not like this Roxy is just Aradia in really convincing cosplay or something.
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She leads John and Jake into the building and down the center of the nave, humming happily to herself the entire time. An equally effusive Calliope trails behind her, carrying a bouquet of purple flowers.
Well there’s Callie. What is WITH these hypnotized motherfuckers. I need a revelation on these shenanigans STAT.
What is with people being bathed in light here?
each time we witness death, we fall in love in with the important people in oUr lives all over again.
Calliope is gazing at Roxy with glassy eyes. She sniffs as she plucks the last petal from her rose. A breeze washes through the cathedral from the crack in the door at the end of the room, brushing the petal off-course and causing it to get stuck in Roxy’s over-sprayed hair. Calliope reaches out with a visibly shaking hand to remove the plant offal, but she does not draw back. Instead, she lets her hand graze down the side of Roxy’s face and cup her cheek. Roxy puts her own hand over Callie’s and holds it.
Uhhh.... huh.
So.
If Roxy was just lying to herself, then............ WHY??????
John tilts his head and squints at the image in front of him. Hmm.
Is John realizing he’s in some sort of fanfic drawn by another character, hence all the people in serene lightbeams at tender but unjustified moments?
Everyone whips their heads around to see, of all people, Aradia hovering in the foyer
Pff
(...I hope Aradia didn’t come here, like, from the postscript. Where the “action” she talked about might have just been this corpse party. Because that would be pretty fucking lame.)
KARKAT: MAYBE FUCKING NEPETA IS ABOUT TO POUNCE FROM BEHIND THAT GROTESQUE STATUE OF THE HUMAN SUFFERER T-POSING OVER THERE.
Pfffffffffff
The description of Human Jesus we all had in our hearts, but were too afraid to voice.
Alright, now we see the body we took our eyes off of. Is it going to get back up, or did it escape earlier?
since nobody was willing to dislodge the huge, otherworldly shard from her chest
My damn god, people.
...alright finally, everyone’s talking.
JANE: Agreed. I’ve always felt that Kanaya has done an exemplary job of providing a model for compassionate, empathetic behavior, which others of her kind would do well to follow.
JANE STOP BEING A XENOPHOBIC BASTARD
CALLIOPE: please. roxy gathered yoU all here for a reason. CALLIOPE: at least listen Until the end. CALLIOPE: after that yoU can argUe all you want.
...Huh. Huuuuhh. What the fuck is all this for. Are you saying ROXY caused this? Or...?
Okay I like this reinforcement she’s making in her speech about how different changes can influence how all of this unfolds, gives me hope that maybe these two cliffhangers aren’t all we’re going to be left with and we’ll be able to at least think of an IMPLIED future different from them if we wanted to like we thought about the seemingly-infinite-possibility original ending of Homestuck that I’d rather have been stuck with than this oh god breathe boots
okay there’s the labor going into good distraction
alright corpse get back up
JADE: i am not jade.
Right, so like the black eyes in the postscript suggested this is more just a... vessel for alt!Calliope now? To give HER a future beyond the one she sacrificed for that black hole business? And between alt!Callie’s became-the-black-hole nature and Jade’s Spacey Green Sun connection that’s been singularified, she has access to cool Black Hole powers? And is gonna do cool shit with them in implied future adventures we won’t see while Aradia gleefully watches the carnage? Huh.
The congregation watches her go, but no one moves to help her, or even looks in her direction. In her wake, she leaves a primal, echoing wail.
Oh my god why wouldn’t they have just a brief discussion or something IT’S NOT THAT BAD D:
JADE: and while i cannot say the same thing for the rest of you, JADE: i, at least, am exactly where i am meant to be.
Well fuck. So she just disconfirmed this timeline as... something. Relevant, possible, I dunno.
JADE: and i have entered this body to protect your world.
Okay that’s good. So thanks to alt!Calliope these side timelines where things unfolded differently MAY be preserved. Pretty fitting given alt!Callie’s origins.
.......unless there’s some other stupid interspecies civil war threat that she’s going to be fighting too, here, when the political situation falls apart. Dammit.
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Terezi talk Terezi talk
-- JOHN EGBERT sent TEREZI PYROPE the photo “ghostrain.jpg” --
TEREZI: WH4T TH3 4CTU4L FUCK JOHN: it started a few days ago. the sky above the capital of the troll kingdom just cracked open and ghosts began raining down everywhere.
Oh my GOD. So alt!Callie kind of “saved” all the doomed ghosts that got swallowed up in the black hole by redirecting them all to THIS UNIVERSE and timeline???????
That’s pretty interesting! Heck my stomach’s even calming down!
they can’t even be judges! TEREZI: G4SP
Yeah that’s pretty terrible!
...yep, the resistance WOULD put him in charge. I had a feeling it may have ended up in that direction in Candy since it wasn’t in Meat.
--oh FUCK YOU Jade for splitting up what he had with Karkat before they could sort it out!!! You did the OPPOSITE OF HELP and neither of them are going to end up happy thanks to you! D:<
PFFF wow, John’s so concerned about babby not!Tavros’s living situation that he’s considering legit kidnapping. That means things must be pretty fucking bad.
--okay Calliope’s still out and about with Roxy instead of being cooped up in her room like in the other timeline, that’s good.
Pff, trying to redeem Ghost Eridan in front of Ghost Feferi. Yep, that’s Gamzee.
GAMZEE: fIrSt, A LiTtLe RiGhTeOuS sPlAsH oF tHe NaNnA nEcTaR tO cLeAnSe ThAt DaNkNeSs FrOm YoUr SoUlS...
Gamzee takes out a baby bottle and flicks it, covering them both with little drops of milk, as clergy does with holy water. He then takes a swig from the bottle himself before returning it to his codpiece.
Jesus. Fucking. Christ.
I don’t want to believe that what’s in that bottle is what he’s making it sound like it is, but OF COURSE it is. Why would it be anything else. I bet there’s not even any Lifey hypnosis going on, it’s just the literal stuff.
The crowd falls silent as they raise their heads to watch a drone ship pass by overhead.
Jegus fuck stop going whole hog condesce janey
ROXY: lmao you worry too much ROXY: janeys got her head on straight shell show you yet
ROXY. WHERE DID YOUR BRAIN GO. I MISS IT. YOUR BRAIN WAS THE BEST FUCKING PART OF YOU.
Touching photo.
Alright lemme post split. I haven’t gotten as far as the last post plowed through since I’ve been typing so much... ah well.
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