#so this one is betterrrrrr

[sgt-celestial]

to the person who left critical feedback on my bob dylan study I love you . I do plan to mention that in the discussion following the results section because it was SUCH a blunder that I was kicking myself for midway through collecting results but I didn't want to change horses in midstream so I just left the survey as it was. But there were so many little gender-related caveats I forgot to consider to be honest so I'm just rolling with the punches

[teddybeartoji]

i am very tired and my head hurts BUT here's a quick zimmer recap. epic. super epic. chills goosebumps chills. very fucking sick. i loved it<33333333333333

[everymlmhybrid]

YES. YESSSSSS THANK YOU GOD

[rebelssvy]

obsessed part two

bokuto x reader

(afab. this is the most comfortable i write in. i try my best to make it as gender neutral as possible and not give any description of the reader. lmk how i can do betterrrrrr)

- authors note: you guys really liked part one. so abt to write a SINFUL part two ☺️☺️☺️

part one -link here!

LABELS: smut omg smut. i’ve never written anything smut so don’t judge pls 😩😩contains, making out, oral sex, sex.

walking to school the next day was a pain. bokutos mind was filled with the guilt of what had happened last night.

he jerked off to the girl in his class, who he still has yet to talk to.

ashamed was an understatement. he was embarrassed and felt inhumane. it was even worse because the problem still hadn’t gone away. he still thought of you in the worst ways. he couldn’t help himself.

closing the distance between him and his class room, his eyes narrowed in on you. the guilt was overwhelming. but you looked so cute in your uniform.

entering the classroom he groaned to himself. sitting down at his assigned desk, putting his hands over his face to try to hide his frustration.

he just liked you so much that it was truly embarrassing. he was bokuto koutarou! one of the top aces in high school volleyball. no girl should have his attention like this.

i am not a man, he thought to himself, hands still covering his face.

“ahem…” he looked up at the person trying to get his attention.

to his absolute shock, you were standing right infront of his desk.

“hi…” you said to him waiting for a response…. the response never came as bokuto just looked up at you mouth agape.

“i didn’t know you were so shy!haha” you try playing off to make it less awkward. his silence seemed to be maybe a message for you to just walk away. and yet you stayed begging for his presence.

“well i’m yn, and i didn’t know if you noticed but we have a partner project in this class…. and we were paired up yesterday…. and before i could figure out a plan with you, you walked out of class before i could talk to you yesterday.” you felt yourself ramble on for what seemed like far to long. his silence was draining.

from what you heard from most people, your schools ace was a huge standout. most calling him extroverted, crazy and annoying.

but right now he sat infront of you saying not a word.

finally he spoke up “oh..” he said. that’s literally all he said.

you stayed for a little longer, watching his face grow into a friendly smile.

“it’s nice to meet you yn! i’m so sorry i didn’t even realize we had an assignment together!! HAHA well don’t worry we can get it figured out. also sorry about yesterday i just rushed off to practice without a second thought” bokutos voice boomed throughout the class room.

you let out a sigh of relief. maybe he was just waking up still? but he sure does seem awake now..

“we can only work on the assignment out side of the school hours…. if your comfortable with it you can come over to my house tonight and we can work on it.” you say smiling down at him.

bokutos prayers have been answered. everything he has ever worked for is being rewarded back to him now.

“yes.!” bokuto replied without hesitation. smile still beaming up at her.

“here’s my number, text me after this class gets out.” you say to him. stealing his phone and saving your contact in his phone. you were a little forward. bokuto was practically gushing.

with that you walked back to your desk and started talking with your friends.

bokuto was so happy he could scream.

the day went on, after you two had agreed on a set time for him to arrive at your house he was counting down the minutes.

he would have to come over after he practiced, meaning he would also have to go home to shower before hand.

it gave you more time to get ready before he made it to your house.

secretly, you had been honing a crush on bokuto for awhile now. when your teacher announced that you two would be in a group together you were thrilled. but when you looked over to bokuto, he seemed… upset.

his face was hard to read. it was a mix of tired, guilt, and anger. you chose to not introduce yourself to him until class was out, not wanting to make a fool of yourself. but before you could he had already left.

that’s why you were so nervous. he was so big, not just tall. that man was beefy. in all the right ways. and you couldn’t even tell if he liked you at all.

of course you would glance at him time to time in class, even showing up to some of his games in previous years. you noticed him.

analyzing yourself in your mirror. checking the time ever so often.

you had taken a shower, got out of the shower and did all your duties to look the best you could. sporting yourself in a way you were most confident.

also going to the measure of cleaning your room. everything had to be perfect.

before you new it your doorbell rang. you rushed to the door, opening to a freshly washed bokuto.

he had on grey sweats and a black hoodie. his hair was still a little damp from his shower, so it wasn’t spiked up in its usual manner. his bangs clung to his forehead.

“heeeLLO” he said to you voice getting a little louder as his word continued.

“hi” you said to him while still looking him up and down. it was a little obvious you were checking him out.

you quickly let him in and gave him a tour of your home. making a mental note to leave your bedroom for last. making a b- line for your kitchen you offered him somthing to drink.

his presence alone was enough. he was just soo huge. you felt his gaze after every corner you took.

“uh yes water is fine.” he said, way more calm.

you got him a glass and sat on your counter top. he was infront of you leaning his back on your cabinet.

as he drank he held a comfortable eye contact with you.

“how was practice?” you spoke up.

he reached forward and put his glass next to you, then leaned back to his formal position.

“i did way better then i did yesterday i can say that much.” he said with a chuckle. his voice was low. deep.

“what happened yesterday?” you asked.

he seemed a little taken back from your question. but it was only a second of that expression that was followed with a smile.

“oh i just didn’t do my best. my teammates say i get in my own head sometimes but even my worst is not that bad soo” he said with a low chuckle again. his grin never really left his face.

he was confident in himself that was forsure. you thought you should atleast see where you stand with him. gathering up all the confidence you had to flirt with him just a tinyyy bit.

“oh so you must be gooood.” you say leaning forward a little, still perched on your counter top. you made sure you arch your back a little, even though he couldn’t see it from where he was sitting. you applied the action anyways.

bokutos ears perked up a little. he sure did love flattery.

“i mean, yeah. i’m pretty good.” he said non chalantly. leaning forward a little more as well.

“tell me bokuto, how good are you?” you asked. leaning just as much as you could without falling off the counter top.

“oh i’m pretty good. but i can’t tell you how good i am… it’s something you have to experience yourself.” he said, smug. grin still on his face.

as he spoke he had stopped leaning against your counter top.

he got closer to you, your heart beat picked up. he then picked up his hand, reaching out.

just as you thought he was going to touch you, he picked up his glass beside you. blushing your thigh in the action.

he picked up his glass and finished the rest of his water with a gulp.

smug bastard. you thought to yourself.

you then got back onto your feet and started walking out of the kitchen. bokuto taking that as his note to follow behind you.

you silently led him to your room. anticipating whatever came next.

as you waked bokuto stared. he stared at your ass, your hips, your waist. anything he could look at he took a mental picture of.

this could be the only time he was this close to you. he thought.

opening the door to your room you, you showed him around.

“you can sit anywhere your comfortable with, but i did get an extra chair for you at my desk.” you say to him. going and taking a seat next to the school work you had already laid out.

bokuto was taking in everything. your posters, your decorations, anything you had in their he was saving in a file in his brain.

he finally sat down next to you.

you started going over the project, he would follow your words with some “hmm” or “ook” but overall he didn’t seem very into it.

all bokuto could think about is you stuffed full of his cock. really it was a shame. you were talking to him and that’s all he could think about. he watched your lips as they instructed him. that’s all he really watched.

“bokuto.” you said in a firm voice.

“are you even listening?” you said to him slightly annoyed.

“uhh yea…” he replied guilt sinking in once again.

he was evil. he wanted you. he felt as if you had just teased him in the kitchen too. he wanted to get you back. bad.

he licked his lips. confidence surging through him for a second. he opened his mouth to say somthing.

but the words never came. blush flooded his face. you probably think he’s stupid at this point.

“you are so pretty.” he said quickly. it came out of nowhere. he didn’t even mean to say it. he was so embarrassed!

but there was no way you were gonna know how embarrassed he is. no, bokuto koutaro never gets embarrassed!

you stare back at him. confused. but to all honestly. you were aching for him. his frame so close to yours, made you painfully aware of how big he was.

and he just called you pretty. what even in your next move! what are you supposed to say to that!

“y/n…” he said quietly. it was soft. he had gotten closer to you then you realized. you could feel his breath on your lips.

“bokuto…” you whispered back to him. the distance was painful.

before you could register he had his lips on yours. closing the gap. you locked your lips with his. it was just a quick kiss. romantic if anything.

you two pulled away. staring him in the eyes, there was a hunger.

“i need more” he said before grabbing you cheeks and closing the distance again. you were shocked. this must be a dream.

your hands found his body. scooting as close as you could without falling off your chair. one of your hands found his bicep. the other on his shoulder.

the kisses grew hungrier. his pace picked up. you gasped when his hand found your thigh. it was a comfortable position.

he took this chance to slip his tongue into your mouth. you purrred against him.

your touches grew with sexual tension. you parted for a second to catch your breath. a line of saliva connecting you two.

“c’mere” he said scooting his chair back alittle. signaling you to get out of your chair.

you stood up waiting further instruction.

he reached up and grabbed your hips pulling you closer to him. he was still seated, legs apart.

you felt like you were on fire. his eyes took in all off you. his hands rubbed your hips. even going a little farther to pinch at the fat of your ass.

“wanna sit on my lap?” he said tilting his head to the side. you shook your head and slowly made your way to his lap. you were positioned so you could face him.

his hands cradled you, finding your curves.

“you think i’m pretty?” you said to him bringing your hands to his jaw.

“you have no idea.” he breathed out.

finding his lips again except the tension in the room was now thick. you were growing a pool in your panties. every touch of his fingers was doing numbers to your core.

without knowing it you slowly started to grind yourself against him. you only noticed when you felt bokuto grow underneath you. his hands moved to your ass. grabbing at it.

then his hands slowly fell even farther. coming concerningly close to your core.

“y/n…. can i…?” he parted quickly. out of breath begging you for more.

“yes bokuto.” you moaned out to him. still grinding your hips against him.

“do whatever you want” you moaned out throwing your head back. you were growing needy.

without any words bokuto grabbed you and picked you up. putting you down on the bed.

your back was on the bed with your legs folded to your chest. he had ahold of your shins.

he was standing above you grinning like a kid in a candy shop.

“i’ve been waiting for this.” he stated.

his fingers graced over your core, you sucked in breath.

“you have?” you whimpered out.

“i have liked you for quite sometime. i have even dreamt of doing somthing like this too you. y/n… you have no idea.” he said while taking off your pants. you were left in only your underwear. then he started working on your shirt, pulling it off over your head.

now being left only in your bra you felt very conscious of everything.

“fuck…” he said to himself seeing you drenched through your panties. this was truly his dream.

“can i?” he said before continuing.

you shook your head yes.

he touched your clothed core with a certain grace. seeming like he was afraid to hurt you. you moaned out at his touch.

your ass was almost off the bed when he slowly came to the ground squatting on two knees.

you soon realized what he wanted to do.

“bo… you don’t have too” you said painfully, when al you really wanted was his tongue on your cunt.

“i want to.” he said before stuffing his face into your core.

you still had your panties on but the friction was just too much. you moaned out back arching for him.

he was hooked. he circled anything he could with his tongue, even taking breaks to kiss your stomach. he finally took your underwear off.

staring at your naked core he was in love. he wanted to be the only man to ever see you like this.

experimentally he blew on it, seeing your body react and you moan out. he loved his life.

diving back into you he licked all of you. slurping up your juices, sucking at your clit. taking every angle he could to make you feel good.

“more…” you whimpered out.

he brought his fingers up to your hole without warning. he played with our rimming a finger around your clenched spot. sticking it in you he stucked on your clit simultaneously.

you moaned out. it was really too much. your core was building up at a fast rate as his finger pumped in and out of you.

he stoped and stood infront of you again. you looked up at him wondering why he had to hault your pleasure.

he took off his hoodie and sweats leaving himself in just his boxers.

and oh. my. god. he was wonderful. he was everything you could ever dream.

“bokuto… i need you.” you told him.

he was on fire right now. you were sprawled out on the bed, cunt for his to see.

“fuck… you drive me insane.” he said pulling his boxers down to free his length.

“oh my god” you moaned out. it was huge. there was no way that was going to inside you. his one finger did the job, so what is that thing even going to do to you.

“cmon baby you can take me.” he said lying down next to you on the bed. you crouch up on your knees.

“ride me.” he demanded.

you positioned yourself on top of him. grabbing at his his abs as you mentally prepped yourself for what was gonna be inside you.

slowly you reach down for his cock. he had already been stroking it.

you touch it and he lets in a sharp gasp of air. you give it a good couple pumps

“hah” he moaned out. you had kept eye contact the hold time you entered him in you.

lowering yourself as best you can. his face was of euphoria.

“bokuto… your tooooo big hah” you moaned out to him.

“call me koutarou” he gasped out.

you found the strength to get him in you. bottoming out you clenched around him.

“fuuuck kou” you moaned out. you started grinding yourself against him.

it was the best pain you had ever felt.

“your beautiful. oh my god.” he said as his hands found your boobs.

pulling your bra down and bringing his lips to your hardened nipples.

your back arched for him. you moaned out louder and louder.

bouncing against him. this was all he ever wanted. he was in heaven.

you felt that familiar coil in your core tighten up again.

and bokuto could tell. he felt your walls clench around him as your threw your head back.

before he could think about it he changed positions. throwing you on your back and into a missionary position.

he took it to himself to start pounding into you.

“kou… nnnits too muchhch” you moaned out. it was almost hard to hear because of the sound your pussy was making.

“cmon. you can take it” he grunted out, slamming himself into you.

you moaned more. eye contact the whole time he fucked you.

the way you clenched around him was almost painful. but he could tell you were close.

he brought his fingers to your sensitive bud.

“cum for me. come on baby you can do it.” he grunted.

“come on my cock.” he grunted even more.

you were so close.

“your mine, understand?”

that sent you have the edge. you clamped around him spasmsing through your orgasm.

bokuto barely pulled out in time to cum on your stomach.

“i’m yours im yours im yours…” you babbled off to yourself.

fuck.

you were both drained.

who ever thought this is where you would be.

he got up to get a tissue for you to wipe you off. then coming over to press a kiss to your forehead.

“i’ll be right back” he said he before he left.

he came back with some water and helped you up.

“what’s going on?” you asked still faint from your orgasm.

“i started a shower for us!” he beamed at you.

yep. he could definitely be the one for you.

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- WOWWWWW WHAT DID I JUST WRITE! this is my longest and still some of my first works i’ve put out. well i hope you like it also. comment any ideas you guys have for me!

[saerotonins]

watching nanami's last dance

ft. nanami kento x reader

content warnings: fluff, light angst, jjk actor au, descriptions of nanami's scene (im so sorry), light hurt/comfort, slightly suggestive at the end

wc: 1047

note: guys he's not dead it's all just acting ok

jjk actor au masterlist

the soft breeze of the air, the pretty scene across the beach.

kuantan, malaysia indeed looks like a sight for sore eyes. but more so is your husband.

kento looks so peaceful, the small but obvious smile adorned his face as he take his slow dance, prance like someone who had just got their freedom. he looks so free of pain, even through an untrained eye, his heart feels light.

and it was then replaced with kento's cries of pain, agony, and compassion, while fighting off curses that surrounded him.

contrary to what you have seen earlier, he looks so exhausted, yet he still fought so hard to protect the youth and save everyone with all what he has and with all what he can do.

but as soon as he felt like he did enough, as a man, kento lowers his pride, and with a soft smile on his face,

"you've got it from here," he had said as the soft smile on his vanished the moment he did.

kento jolted beside you as he heard you wail and cry while hugging the plushie of him. he can clearly see the pain in your eyes and the snot present in your face.

"NANAMI, NOOOOOOOO!" you shouted all over again as you hugged the plushie tighter. your eyes and nose are all swollen from all the crying and your breaths and voice have been escalating really bad.

she's really taking this seriously, huh, kento had thought while staring at you across the couch.

eventually, he felt a bit bad and scooted closer to you and wrapped you around his embrace as he kisses the crown of your head.

"you're here crying over a fictional man when the real thing is just right here, darling," he said with a slight hint of humor in his voice. even without seeing his face, you know he's grinning.

you try to wiggle out of his arms but unfortunately, he's stronger than you. "you're making fun of meeeee," you say as you sniffle through your still flowing tears. "he deserved betterrrrrr, he had done so much why is his ending like thisssssss," kento couldn't help but smile as he cradle you in his arms and brush your hair through his fingers as a way to comfort you.

"he deserved so much more kento, i'm so sad," you managed to muster in between tears, "i know, darling, i know, but i'm always here, alright?" he coos at you as he sways both of your bodies back in forth and hugging you closer to his body.

you stayed in the same position all while kento is still cradling you to comfort until the episode ended. once the commercials started rolling, he spoke up.

"you're so cute when you get worked up like this, darling," he chuckled as he cupped your face with his large and gentle hands so he could see you.

there, his heartstrings had been tugged once again by you. even after crying, you still look majestic despite the tear stains and snot that had decorated your face. he also felt a part of his shirt getting wet because of your tears but he doesn't mind it one bit.

"stop it, that scene was made so well it emotionally broke me, nanami deserved better," you pouted from his teasing.

"mhm-hm, i know, darling, you were so adorable," he replied accompanied by a kiss on your forehead.

"stop flirting with me right now, i literally just lost a husband," you say with faux annoyance in your voice.

you suddenly hear and see your husband let out a very hearty belly laugh, he finds your breakdown very much amusing. "alright, i'm sorry for disrespecting the dead," kento joked as he continued to laugh.

you slapped his biceps for teasing you, "you're such a menace! i'm a grieving wife and you're making fun of me," 

"alright, alright, i'll stop," kento then reached for your left hand and brought it to his face. you see him look into your eyes right before kissing the finger where your wedding and engagement rings sit. "you're still cute though, too bad i wasn't able to record it," the playful glare from your eyes made him chuckle.

"okay but seriously though, that made me so sad, i want to fulfill his wish," a frown creeped onto your face when you remembered that nanami wanted to go to malaysia.

kento's eyebrows perked up, "you want to go to malaysia?" 

"we will go to malaysia, he at least deserves to live his dreams through me," kento nods, agreeing to your idea, "alright, we'll go there around summer, i heard it's best to visit at that time, how's that sound?" kento saw a glimpse of sparkle in your eyes and your wide smile as you vigorously nodded before you pull him into a tight embrace.

a comfortable silence envelopes the both of you for a while until he breaks it and faces you, "you let a fictional man's dreams comes true but how about mine?" he said with faux jealousy and sadness in his eyes, and a hint of mischief, one that you didn't catch.

you look at him with confusion in your eyes, "huh? what would you like then?" kento closes the gap between you and whispers to your ears, "i really, really, want to have a daughter," and when he faces you again, a shit-eating grin is present on his face.

you were shocked, to say the least. "you're so stupid!" you say out of nervousness as you feel the heat rise on your face, but the stutter in your voice doesn't go unnoticed by your husband.

ah, five years of marriage and he still makes you feel like this.

you cleared your throat right after you recovered, "well, maybe we can start making that dream a reality now."

kento's smile grew even wider and let out a hearty giggle, "that's my girl," he said with a husky voice before lifting you off from the couch and carrying you bridal style as he took wide strides towards your shared bedroom.

"it's gonna take many rounds though, so i hope you're ready," he says mischievously with a bright smile spread across his face.

oh boy, it's going to be a long night.

another note: this is a treat for my fellow kento girlies. i hope everyone is doing well (i'm still suffering btw), giving yall a big virtual hug <33

[tommyssupercoolblog]

(edit: technically it's kinetic not active but u get it)

ok so turns out the "tummy hurts disease" is called "Hyperactive gallbladder" and the one (1) (only) solution is to remove our organs

....which i predicted months ago in SEPTEMBER when this started, telling our doctor "hey this seems gallbladder related"

but the doctor ignored me. and Seán (although we share a body so that's not a huge jump for him prolly). and our mom. and our grandmother, who is a retired doctor.

and we were forced to do like fifty unrelated tests and take medicine that didn't help. but now that we has like three relatives yell at him he tested our gallbladder and it's like 14 points pasts the "this is too high" mark. SIGH.

(more ranting under cut)

plus since under-active gallbladders are more common than overactive and were researched sooner, not all doctors know about them depending on when they finished school, so depending on his response we might have to email him all the studies n shit and yell at him AGAIN, so bigger sighhhh.

girl i can't eat more than 3 grams of fat without experiencing indescribable pain that renders me immobile for hours what the fuck why is this such an ordeal I just want us to be BETTERRRRRR

on top of all that, once we remove it we'll still have to eat under 3 g for a whille, and then slowly work our way up, and if we fuck up even a little bit and up the ammount too soon we risk ruining the entire healing process forever, so wether our body learns how to digest fat without this organ depends entirely on: 1- my patience and impulse control (NOTORIOUSLY HORRIBLE, Seán's is good but mine is dangerously low) *

2- our collective ability to understand when to know it's okay to eat more, considering we'll be given a rough schedule but everyone's body is different so there's no guarantee it'll be late enough if we just eat in the blocks given.

*- bonus- how often people tempt us or go "oh well maybe it's okay...you should really give it a shot haha,,, why not," which has already gotten us food related pain like three times because someone went "this can't have THAT much fat right?" and encouraged us to eat when we initially said no and then I gave in (because. no self control and also this was before we found out the exact gram ammount) and it hurt really bad

GIRL I'M SO FUCKING SCARED I'M LOSING IT

[gurugirl]

So add on to seeing yn leaving his place when no one else was there… 👀👀

Ahhhh why I'm loving this so muchh yess yess it will so good and that anon's idea and yoursss chef kisses!!😙 (The messier the betterrrrrr)🤭

I agree! The messier the better! It's so fun when things get messy!!

xoxo

[lordcatwich]

unpopular opinion there is a singular good thing about periods

I get to see what blood on clothes looks like so I can write it betterrrrrr yasss

it's true that this is also one of the hundreds of bad things about periods

but yk

I will let this one slide a lil bit

[counterfeitbloodmoonlit]

ok i have listened to sntv one and a half times! initial thoughts!

overall i think the instrumentation is better (more interesting, more emotive, fuller) on almost every song

she does sound less emotional on this version overall, but i think she does do some new fun inflections i will grow to love.

song by song analysis under the read more so as to not make this a "do you love the color of the sky" level post

"mine": this felt like a woman reflecting on her past love rather than feeling intense young love in the moment, and i like that

"sparks fly": this one felt a little less intense on first listen, but i founds things i liked better about it on second listen. more data needed.

"back to december": betterrrrrr!!!!!! the music is better, mostly, and her voice is better on it.

"speak now": i think it's a little less fun on the parts i liked before, but it's fun in other places so i think it'll be ok.

"dear john": SHE WENT HARDER ON THE JOHN MAYER GUITAR AND I LOVE THAT otherwise i'm still pretty meh for this song. it's a masterpiece, but it is long and sad and i don't have the patience for it most of the time.

"mean": god i love that banjoooooo

"the story of us": i wasn't a big fan of this song before before, mostly because i think it sounds like a hannah montana song (which i do not mean in a good way sorryyy) but also because i think the spoken bits on the original version are cheesy. somehow these new spoken bits are better for me, more camp. and it still sounds kinda like a hannah montana song, but a little less so. so overall... i think i'm gonna like this version better.

"never grow up": DEVASTATING. perfect.

"enchanted": i didn't much like this song to start with, and this version does not make me like it any better. i know a lot of people hold this song in high regard so i'll leave it there.

"better than revenge": i think the lyric change was a dumb decision that is going to cause people to listen to the original version but i have decided i don't think it's going to break the song for me. i think she put a lot of effort into making the rest of the song go harder and just be better, and i think it evens out.

"innocent": i thought i might like this version better, but i don't. i still don't like it much.

"last kiss": i'm glad she didn't try to recreate the shaky breaths. i think she sounds absolutely wrecked on the new version and it still hurts as much as i needed it to. i am pleased.

"long live": [no initial thoughts, my friends and i were distracted]

"ours": i'm glad she dropped the fake accent. i love the original, but i felt that there was something fake sweet in the way she sung that version, which i attributed to this song being about john mayer and her being a bit bitter about her own lyrics. i think she sounds nicer here.

"superman": i think i might dislike it a little less? still not a fan, and i have a lot of questions about how taylor swift feels about this song.

"electric touch": i am very disappointed. i think it's a bad use of your patrick stump and i don't think he sounds particularly good on it. i had high hopes for the lyrics because taylor swift and pete wentz are both very strong lyricists but the lyrics did not strike me as being particularly good taylor swift lyrics nor particularly good fall out boy lyrics. i also think think that it does not do the title electric touch justice. i hope i can come around on this opinion with future listens.

"when emma falls in love": based on the title, i did not expect to like this song. and i didn't. thought it was cheesy. i did have the thought that different music might help it for me, but alas, this is a taylor's version to start with so that won't happen.

"i can see you": I CAN SEE YOU KICKS ASS. IT SOUNDS LIKE WHAT I WANTED ELECTRIC TOUCH TO SOUND LIKE. in fact i think patrick stump would have sounded great on this. i wish patrick stump was singing on this one instead.

"castles crumbling": i think it's about the kanye west thing. i need to give this song a better listen. i have mixed feelings about taylor swift songs that deal with her own celebrity, and this is one of those sooooo. i don't know. just didn't connect with it. hayley williams sounds good on it though.

"foolish one": oof. Taylor Swift wrote this to personally hurt me. she stalked me and wrote a song telling me all the things i don't want to hear. thanks. fucking ouch. (it's probably my second-favorite vault track.)

"timeless": no strong memories. when i was listening to it with a friend, i said that it felt like a better "starlight" to me.

[forestlion]

4, 11, 24 & 28 ?

4: A song that reminds you of someone you would rather forget about

That is such a good question and should be easy to answer I feel like. Unfortunately... I do be forgetting things all the time every day. So, instead of interpreting this one as, like, a lover or friend I'd like to forget... Let's do it like this:

Get it? I'm a Harry hater lmaooo pinkmoney Styles.

11: A song that you never get tired of

I don't think this song has ever not been on my On Repeat Spotify Playlist tbh. It's the song of all time, it really is

24: A song by a band you wish were still together

I'm being One Direction baited... In my own house????????????? Fine. But first a Brave Girls song bc these women deserved betterrrrrr. Yelling screaming throwing up.

Okay. Okay. Here we go. You're asking for it

Opting for one of their... More controversial songs. Personally? You know I love camp.

28: A song by an artist with a voice that you love

Kate Bush loml... This song can only be heard by cats it's so high

Vocalist of our generation

[azzahrahumaira]

April 8, 2024

Ya Rabb, I know how sinful and despicable I am and I know I don't deserve any of your blessings, but please let me tell you about everything. I know You are the All-Seeing and the All-Hearing, but still, let me be like a 7-year-old now and pour my soul out to You. Because You're the only one I have. Because I know that despite everything, You wouldn't judge me like those people. Because You are always willing to listen to me. Because unlike people, You have never hurt me. Not even once. I know You love me so much, You always have.

Ya Rabb, I know there's millions of people who love Palestine and are trying their best to support Palestinians reach liberation, but why, why do I feel like I am the only one in this journey? I know this is incorrect, I know I am saying this because I am feeling sad, but ya Allah, I always feel like everyone around me DOESN'T GIVE A FUCK about Palestine. It's not just about one person, not two, not three, but many people—they say they love Palestine, they say they wanna be part of Palestine liberation movement, they say they wanna support Palestinians, they say this this and that but look, what TF have they been doing? Where TF have they been? I know. I know they still love and care about Palestinians (to some extent) but what's the meaning of love if you aren't willing to put in the effort? I am not saying I am perfect. No way!! I know precisely how awful I am but at the very least I always try my best to always remember Palestines in my day-to-day life. Those people are way better than me. They're more fluent in English. They're smarter. They're older. They're braver. They're more knowledgeable about everything. They're more mature. They're more stable emotionally. They're WAY BETTERRRRRR than me but why, why they aren't trying harder? Why they don't want to be all in? Why they much prefer to talk, listen, watch, read, consume "normal" stuff (whatever normal may look like to them) than about Palestine stuff? Why do I always have to be the one who brings it up first? Why do I always have to be the one who have to take the initiative? Why do I always have to be the one who does everything by myself?

Ya Rabb, I love doing the things I do. I am grateful my humanity is still intact and I still deeply care about Palestinians. But sometimes it just feels so tough. Sometimes I feel so lonely. Sometimes I just want to give up. But please, ya Allah, when I am going through a low moment, don't ever let me quit. Don't let me abandon Palestinian cause. Don't let me ignore their excruciating ain and their generational suffering. Don't let me forget their faces and their voices. Don't let me be a hypocrite. Don't let me be a coward. Don't let me be a loser. Strengthen my Iman, ya Rabb. Purify my soul. Help me be a better person. Help me learn English Spanish and Arabic. Help me educate myself and others about Palestinian cause. Help me raise awareness 24/7. Help me encourage myself. Help me follow Jenanmatari's footsteps—because I really wanna be like her. Help me get through all of this. Help me be a better friend for Palestinians. Help me be a good person, ya Allah. Aamiin

[supitsgdo]

Book review: Six of Crows duology by Leigh Bardugo

Rating:

Six of Crows - 5⭐

Crooked Kingdom - 5⭐

Years ago, I heard great things about this duology and bought the books, but I didn't read them right away. After my (big) reading break, I discovered there was a trilogy before this story and decided to read the Grishaverse books in the correct order. After the Shadow and Bone trilogy (you can read my review in my IG) I was left with little desire to continue reading, so much so that it took me one year to pluck up the courage for Six of Crows. Well... How wrong I was!!!!! This was so much betterrrrrr. Oh my god. The characters, the story and all the plot twists were way more interesting than Shadow and Bone. And the the second book was also so good. My heart and my feelings were hurt but I WANT A THIRD BOOOOOOOOK or some extra shirt stories. I need more adventures with these guys. I was so much more invested in this story than Idonno, I just reallllllly enjoyed this.

[webslingingslasher]

omgggggg! I had a good day today + I saw that you posted the first chapter- IT MADE IT SO MUCH BETTERRRRRR! Also I'm the one who was sending you the weed Q's? (Thank you for all the advice btw, really helped me LOADS!)

Was with a couple of acquaintances while I was smoking for the first time and it helped me save face, while it was clear I was smoking for the first time, I really held my own + my alcohol tolerance is scary good so that helped!

Can I be the 🏮 anon? THANK YOU!

WOOHOOOOO!!!!!! I'M GLAD I COULD HELP!

[waitingforminjae]

today’s flop wednesday mood is getting rlly upset abt mblaq’s demise like seriously

[miniquiny999]

are the long range weapons (coronacht etc) in hades game BAD or am i just bad at using them. like. i have only ever beat meg with the close range melee weapons and with two of them i got all the way up to the hydra immediately after beating her. but with the bow and spear i cant fucking do it.

is it worth only using them until i beat her to get the drop or should i just swallow my pride and use the things that make the game easier for me

[thepixova]

Straight up all those girls need to dump that man like oh my god