#sorry i cant stop saying that its such a good phrase

[kirakirabug]

I had a flash of inspiration.

[leclsrc]

wanna be nearer ✴︎ mv1

genre: 18+, fuck buddies ahhhaha, smut, porn w/o plot basically...

word count: 3.6k  

It seems every time you tell yourself to stop, Max comes back into your life and all sense of resolve crumbles. title from this

auds here… hiii :) req'd by SO MANY PEOPLE i can't even start compiling all the asks hahah but if u asked for this here it is! writing's been tuff for me lately but this was the one thing i could continue daily (weird) also there is a case to be made re: max's hottest pictures being like 1 pixel in resolution... hope u all like it!!!

nsfw warnings under the cut!

18+ because... sexual tension, penetrative sex, some vague sexting/a sex tape being watched, praise/dirty talk central, size kink, unprotected sex, handjob (f receiving), max being a meanie

It’s busy today. You haven’t seen him all day. 

To be fair, you weren’t necessarily looking—not at first, anyways. How many days had it been since the last time, now? The one in your hotel room? Almost two weeks, you think. The real answer’s blurry in your head, especially when you count the close calls, but this should be a record for you two at this point. Neither of you acknowledge that the only reason you’ve been so good at staying away from each other is because when you’re not roped into the same media junket, you avoid each other at all costs.

The media pen is full; everybody’s shoulder-to-shoulder because a few other networks bought their way into the space for the Singapore race. Right when your mind settles back into the focus of work, though—

“Here,” he says, his voice rough and tickling your ear. You nearly stumble forward, shocked at how his voice almost vibrates through you, a low trill that ripples top to bottom.

His hand settles at the small of your back, like his verbal confirmation wasn’t enough on its own; it’s big and his thumb rubs softly at the smooth strip of skin in-between your low skirt and your top. “Passing through.”

“Sure,” you say, dry. “Sorry.” You clear your throat and cant backwards into his touch—briefly, before you step forward and allow him to pass fully. Across you, Lissie looks up from her phone and you sense her trying to gauge why you’re so close to Max.

You blink and wait for him to disappear, wondering what you’ll tell her—how, more like. How the conversation even opens. How you’d phrase the truth, which in itself is a horribly grey area. Well, Lis, if you must know, Max and I have casual sex. A lot. It’s actually not very casual. We stopped now, but—yes, Max. That Max, yes. 

“What about Max?”

Your eyes snap upward and then to your left, where you can see Max’s figure disappearing into a crowd of engineers. They return to Lissie and you feign confusion to mask panic. “What?”

“You were spacing out and then suddenly said his name.” She presses the tip of her pen onto her chin, humming. She doesn’t look at you and you thank God for it—eye contact would’ve rattled the truth out of you in seconds.

“I…” You shake your head. “I was irritated with—I’ve been irritated with him all morning. It’s. Yeah.”

“Oh,” she says, nodding, looking away for a second but not pausing. “Oh, okay. D’you wanna go over this edit again?”

—

The stale air of his hotel room, alleviated only by the vaguely fragrant linen spray they use when he’s out, is what greets Max when he arrives in the afternoon.The first thing he does—the only task he’d even thought of en route here—after the door clicks shut is pull up his Messages app and type.

Just got to hotel. He tosses his phone onto the bed while he waits, tugs his cap off and rakes reckless fingers through his hair. His new stylist’s got him onto jeans that don’t “look painted on” (you once said, verbatim), but he’d rather die than lounge in denim, so he swaps them out for just his Calvins.

His mind’s lethargic, but even his version of lethargic is high-drive for others—his brain has the silly tendency to work in absolute overdrive. He itches for a drink and orders a Scotch on the telephone. He checks his phone, which is lying facedown still, and as soon as he picks it up it chimes with your reply.

OK, nice. Did u need something?

No, just wanted to let you know. He hits send, then adds another. You’re off @ 8?

Ended early, I’m in the car. He’s in the middle of drafting a response when you send a follow-up.

I thought we agreed no contact unless business

He scoffs out a dry laugh. Despite himself, he reads the text in your voice, his brain completing the image of the bossy tone with crossed arms and a wickedly arched brow. In response he types: Can’t even update a friend nowadays? I am very tired you know.

Rules are rules, he reads. Then, Get some rest.

Yeah. Got a drink.

I said rest, not drink. Even then he can hear the exasperation in your voice.

How was work? I hurt a muscle doing training. That’s why I’m at the hotel early.

Feel better soon, you send. Had some press stuff today. Boring shit

Yeah? I missed you today.

Really?

A lot. He hums and leans backward, lets his head settle into the pillow, the smell of the linen spray consuming his nostrils. He waits for his phone to buzz, vibrate softly on the hard surface of his chest. It does, after a few minutes, after he’s let his eyes shut and let himself rest them for a bit, after the room service comes knocking and gives him the Scotch he’d requested while ago.

He’s back sitting on his bed when it vibrates. He picks it up and reads: How much?

You’re awfully easy to rile up. He smiles around the rim of his glass—he knows exactly where this is heading. 

So much I think I’ll watch some videos of us.

The only caveat of casual sex as two people who essentially dislike each other is the fact that it’s all under wraps—which means if you two try to sneak off together, or are even caught in the same vicinity, people raise suspicions. And that means there are weeks where you barely get to fuck.

And that means you both grow antsy for it. He makes fun of you for being needy, when you’re tipsy and palming at the denim of his jeans or when you bend over when you know he’s looking. But the truth is he grows needy for it, too, craves you like you’re all that matters—he gets extra handsy, drops another innuendo when he knows you’re listening. There is a case to be made that he’s worse, in fact, because fans sometimes skirt around his words and wonder why he sounds so flirty when you’re the reporter in the room.

It was difficult but eventually he found a minor workaround: sometimes he films the two of you. There’s none of those propping his phone up kind of stuff, he just fishes for it in the middle of fucking you so he can store it for himself. It’s locked on his phone and he only has a few (the few has grown in number lately), but God it gives him release when he needs it and you’re not there.

I’ll call you when I’m at the lobby, comes the response. It’s always futile, the attempts to stay away from each other.

He pulls up the folder and lets his eyes skate over the thumbnails, squeezes himself through his boxers. Fuck. He can’t seem to decide what he wants to watch—the ones of you sucking him off, the ones of his fingers stretching you out. He recalls the whine in your voice in each of them, the pleads that escaped you for him to fuck you harder.

So Max, for the life of him, can’t even count how many times these videos have made him cum. But there’s one he hasn’t seen yet—the one he took the night before you two parted. You’d become extra needy on this night, preceding the season, he supposes, the separation. You already were anticipating the deprivation, starved for him more than usual. He’d have kissed you pretty, given you one orgasm after another and still you’d want more. And on this night it was you who asked him to film, you who wanted all of them on tape, so you’d both have something to tide you over until he got to fuck you again.

He pulls his cock out and strokes over it. And with his other hand, he presses his thumb on that video.

In it he’s fucking you in the dark, keeping the phone’s flashlight on your pussy as he sinks his cock into you. When he pulls back out the light reflects on the slick coating his dick, makes it glisten. It looks so wet, sounds so wet, with each thrust into you. He remembers just how it feels; he imagines that he’s back in your bed, fucking you again; that his fist is your pussy, and the spit lubricating it is the wetness that’s drooling out of you on camera.

He can see how tight you are—the way your pussy grips the shaft each time he pulls his cock out, greedy for him. Just like you.

The two of you were supposed to be quiet, too. You were at a hotel, your room beside another driver’s; you were supposed to be careful not to stir anyone. But your moans are louder than he remembers; so is the way you say, breathily, between gasps, Right there, Maxie, m’so close. Max inhales through his teeth, his cock throbbing at that—that Maxie, the cute little whimper out your mouth.

He strokes himself faster, watches the way your fingers slip into frame to rub at your clit, his thrusts getting sloppier and sloppier. He can see, hear—feel how wet you are, the sound of your cunt growing wetter with every thrust. He hears his own voice again, mutter out So good for me, yeah? And your babbled affirmation in response.

You cum hard, your slick getting everything wet and shiny and Max watches himself cum next. His dick’s already spurting when he pulls out and lets himself release on your lower stomach, some of it shooting onto your tits. He blinks, anchors himself back, quickens his wrist and digs his heels into the bed to keep himself from coming. Just a second longer. He knows what comes next and he needs to see it.

Like clockwork, he watches two of your fingers swipe through his cum, bringing them up to your lips. You blink up at the camera and smile. Quit it, your lips mouth, pink and cum-slick. Put it down, Maxie… fill me up again. He releases in weak spurts over his fist, a damp, flushed grunt escaping him as he does. He feels like the air’s been knocked out of him.

His phone rings and he presses it to his ear. “Hey, angel. Come on up.”

One week later

“Vodka,” you say to the bellboy when you get to the elevator. “To my hotel room. Very cold. Please. And thank you.”

The guy scurries off to fetch it for you, and five minutes and one elevator ride later, you're wrestling himself into your room, flexing your sore foot. Japan does hotel rooms well. The leather of your Manolo digs into your foot the way it does after you’ve walked the entire day and you can feel a blister forming on the back of your right heel but it doesn’t really matter, you guess, if you’re already home. Hotel-home, anyway.

You expect to find solace lounging on your bed, waiting out the hours to your morning briefing for the race and throw back a glass or two of vodka. 

Instead, you find Max on your couch. He’s sipping ice-cold vodka—your ice-cold vodka.

“Hey, pretty,” he says. “Good vodka. I got staff to wire my FIFA on the TV.”

You just stare. “My TV. What,” you say, your eyes spotting the bottle of frosty vodka by his glass, “are you doing here?”

“I hadn’t seen you all day and I wanted to,” he explains simply. “Do you want food or something?”

“Food? I—nevermind,” you shrug. You’re frozen by the door, only just warmed now from the cold air that bit at your bare legs. “Max, how long have you been here?”

“Since Will Buxton started the post-FP debrief,” he huffs. He fiddles with the remote in his grip and extends it to the TV, where FIFA comes to life. “Aw, come on, angel. I know, I know. No sex and all that. I just like your company, you know?”

“Please. Go fuck yourself,” you scoff, toeing off your shoes and wiping your hands on the fabric of your skirt. He says one thing but you expect another—it’s only natural, given all the other times one of you had failed to keep a similar promise. But still you walk yourself beside him, fix the strap of your short dress, and allow him to pour you a drink.

“You know what I’ve been thinking about lately?” He asks absently. “About how you’re always having these talks with me about… about not having sex anymore, but you never even last two days.” He raises you the glass. “What is it, relapsing?”

“Fuck you,” you mutter. “It’s only because you keep trying to get me all hot and bothered.” You recall each time: in Monaco, in Madrid, in France. “Maybe if you got off my back once in a while, we’d be back to normal.”

He shrugs. “You just don’t have strong resolve.”

“Excuse me?” You scoff, irritation scratching at your throat.

“Wanna test that out? Come play.”

Your eyes flit over to the bright screen, all exhaustion cleared from your system. An animated Kylian Mbappe kicks a football in a loop. “Fine. One round and you’re out of my room.” He throws his hands up in surrender and you make a move to sit next to him. Max puts his hands out towards you then, nodding. You mistake it for some handshake, accept them, and then he’s wrangle you onto his lap facing outward. You feel your pulse at your throat as he pulls you tight against him.

“This is cheating,” you say, your voice dry.

“You got it wrong. Teaching.”

He moves his fingers atop yours, explaining what to press, what goes where, what to do for this or that. He can smell your perfume, hear your stilted breaths, and when he peeks over your shoulder he can see where your dress falls loose, showing the lace of your bra and your tits underneath them.

If he had it his way, he’d hike your dress up and have you ride him. But he’s given you a challenge.

You play a practice round and end up scoring a few goals, fingers making quick work of the buttons. Behind you, Max watches, content, answering your questions when you ask them hurriedly—how do I do this? That? Did I just score?

You score once, then twice, then three times, and before you know it you’re scoring in quick succession. The game is fun—it’s easy. If Max was trying to give you a hard time, he failed. You grow determined, competitive within seconds (something he really should’ve anticipated), and you’re scoring goals with skill that you’d confidently say rivals Max’s.

Max. You almost—almost forget he’s there, and then you sit up straighter and you’re hit with the sensation of his dick pressing into your ass. You inhale sharply and the controller clatters to the floor.

“You okay, pretty?” His hand comes up to rest on your knee, inching closer and closer with every hitch of your breath. Your hand, now free of the controller, seizes his, stopping it right at the middle of your thigh. 

“I’m fine.”

“Yeah? You look stressed.” He doesn’t move. “You were so close, too, weren’t you?” The score stares you right in the face: 4-5. “Maybe you just need to get your mind off it.” It’s so bullshit, so extremely obvious, but he’s right in your ear and his hand is so near where you’ve missed its presence.

You’re usually competitive. You can usually hold your ground. But with this and him—

“Maybe,” you breathe, loosening your grip. He spreads his legs, spreading yours in the process, and brings his hand closer, running slender fingers over the lace material of your underwear until you’re squirming. It grows damper the more he touches, your mouth hanging open with stunted whimpers.

“You always come back to me, schatz, don’t you,” he says, whispers against your ear. You wrench a moan out. “Remember the first time? You interviewed me in Abu Dhabi… you teased me the whole day and begged to come thrice in my room. The time in Monaco you touched yourself to me when I was in the next room. The time we almost hooked up in Miami…” He groans, to himself more than you. “You’re a dirty girl.” He’s curling two fingers inside of you now, grazing against the sweet spot pulls the most delicious moans out of your innocent mouth.

“Every time… you go, that was the last time.” While your mind recaps the memories he’s busy spelling into your ear, Max’s fingers are curling inside of you against that sweet spot just right, and your moans are getting louder and louder.

“Fuck,” he huffs, watching your flushed face get more and more euphoric.

“Aw, pretty, look at that,” Max laughs. He’s looking at your thighs, watching the way they tense and shake as his fingers stroke your g spot. Each pump and curl into your twitching pussy feels better and better, and your dripping walls are starting to clench around his fingers.

“Wait, I—I can’t,” you pant, lolling your head onto his shoulder and involuntarily bucking your hips upward. 

“Yeah you can,” he orders. “It’s so easy to get you to cum, isn’t it? Or is that just for me? The driver you hate the most?” He laughs. “Get all wet for the guy you couldn’t care less about. Say you hate me and get my dick nice and wet the next day.” You’re grinding onto his three fingers now, shameless with it.

“Are you gonna cum?” He asks.

“Oh,” you whine. “Yeah, fuck—yes.”

“Tell me what you’re gonna do,” he says wickedly. You can hear him smile.

“I’m gonna—please—I’m gonna cum,” you pant, tension coming to a halt and then bursting all at once out of you. His other arm holds your hips down against him, and you spend a minute and another twitching, your skin sticky with sweat and slick.

It’s not long before you’re whirled back to face him, your hands making quick work of his jeans. It’s a skill you’ve both mastered, the art of the quickie—in closets, hotel rooms, with sweaty, open-mouthed kisses pressed along the column of your throat, moans swallowed. 

He hikes your dress up and your panties to the side, immediately bullies his cock into you—the glide is slow, but easy. You’re so fucking wet.

“Fucking big,” you gasp out. “Jesus, Jesus—fuck.” Your head drops and presses against his; he uses the opportunity to kiss you. You moan into it, feeling the stretch, your slick wetness dragging down the length of him as he thrusts up, up, further. “Been a while.”

“Feel good, though, yeah?” Your toes curl and you nod; you’re flushed all over and you need him to hurry up. You grind downward, onto him. He does, then, fucks you hard and fast, like he’s thirsted for this for way longer than he did. You’re squirming, all wet, and it tempts him to go harder. Your face is shiny with sweat, lips drawn in between your teeth.

“Slo—slow down,” you manage, babbling; he doesn’t, speeding up his thrusts until you’re moaning his name. “Max—wait—fuck, you’re so mean,” you whine, wrapping your arms around him and letting him take control. 

“You’re fine,” he grunts, pulling out almost all the way. “You take my dick so well, schatz, every fucking time. Don’t you?”

“I do,” you gasp out, and he’s slamming into you gain. You cry out loudly, sniffling from the overstimulation—you’d barely recovered from your initial orgasm and already you’re hurtling into what feels like three at the same time. 

“For someone who doesn’t like me,” he sneers, “you sure do moan like a slut, huh?”

His words get you more turned on than you’re willing to admit, but you shake your head.

“No?” He laughs, breathy from the effort. “Maybe I should film you now. Send it to your boss, let him see his stellar reporter’s getting Verstappen’s dick wet.” 

Finally, the tension building inside of you reaches a head, and your pussy starts to twitch around his dick. He notices, grunts sharply and leans forward, shuddering as he releases into you. Your moans are choked and tapering into whimpers as you release slick all over him, and you attempt to catch your breath, collapsing onto his still-clothed, now-sticky chest. You scratch at the dri-fit material and inhale him, the smell of his cologne, his sweat. You bite at his earlobe, laugh when he flinches.

“That,” you say into his skin, “was the last time.” It’s both seriously and as a joke, playing off of what he’d remarked earlier.

“Jesus, princess. I’m still inside you.” 

You giggle and drum lightly along the plane of his chest. In a few minutes he’ll pick you up to shower, but now you’re content to inhale him in. Quietly you wonder why you just can’t get enough of him—if you were in better senses, you’d have realized he was thinking the same thing about you.

[lipswoaface]

dating sean diaz hcs pt. 1

- the kind to get mad when he’s embarrassed. like, for example, if he were trying to show off some skate trick he learned and kept messing up to you, he would lwk start tweaking and hit his board on the floor rlly hard 😭 but he wld realize how even more embarrassing that was and apologize awkwardly

- he does the same whenever u guys play games together and daniel ends up joining. daniel is scarily good at bedwars and it makes sean rage lowkey 😭

- daniel and u end up bursting out in laughing fits whenever u guys spawn kill him n sean always goes “what? what’s so funny?!” but then ends up laughing with u guys

- if ure both poc, i imagine u guys exchange the corny dramatic shows from ur home countries w/ each other

- sean shows u the corny telenovelas his dad watches sometimes and u guys always make fun of the unnecessary dramatic scenes

- about twenty minutes in sean always stares at the screen not blinking w/ his jaw hung open though 😭

- both of u end up like that and once the credits roll u say “that sucked ass” in unison

- sean loves small, barely noticeable skin ship in front of other people

- hand holding under the table, arm draped on ur shoulder, quick embraces, and honestly just sitting side by side together is enough for him

- he gets embarrassed if its anything more than that but he has a stupid grin he has to hide on his face after

- if u guys ride the school bus together i can imagine sean sitting behind u and always stands halfway up to look at whatever ure doing 😭 kind of an ick but u cant see his bottom half so its okay <3

- sean hates house parties but somehow always gets dragged one way or another (usually bc of lyla)

- his only requirement is that if he goes, u have to come with him

- back to the shy on physical contact thing, he DOES NOTTT play when hes jealous

- hes not some macho alpha dude but hell def tell guys to back off once they get too close

- grips ur hand extra tight the rest of the night after 😭

- sean always ends up dragging u into some room w no one in it

- both of yall r nosy n lowkey be looking through the party hosts stuff

- pro mma play fighters

- sean obviously has training w daniel and it ends up integrating into when u guys fight

- u guys try to be a cute couple and have little pillow fights but both of u guys end up taking that shit sooo serious

- u guys start dragging each other on the floor and body slamming each other 😭😭

- daniel thinks its sooo funny and tries to referee

- u guys ignore him n go crazy stupid 😭😭

- “STOP!! STOP!! TIMEOUT” is a recurring phrase in ur relationship just bc u guys always escalate off each other

- both of yall ugly laugh sm u have to stop before u puke n then a couple seconds later u burst out laughing again

tbh i have no clue if ive read some of these and subconsciously wrote them down here so sorry if this is similar to a lot of others ones 🙏

[dnfity]

they were so silly in your fic thank you so much :(( question. how do you write such realistic dialogue? your dialogue is seriously some of the best i've seen in this fandom

sorry it took me so long to get to this i wanted to try and give a good answer. i think the biggest thing that helps me is to just try to imagine them say whatever piece of dialogue i just wrote in my head. if it sounds weird, then i change it and i'll keep changing and changing it until it sounds real.

i wrote some general notes below and its long so dont open unless u want an essay on your dash:

george:

i think i find george's the easiest only bc i watch his videos/streams the most. some notes for him is that he says dreams name when talking to him A LOT. if u notice, he'll usually say it after shorter commanding phrases. for example, "it's fine, dream" or "stop, dream" or "i dont know, dream". he'll also use his name at the beginning of phrases whenever hes about to complain about something lmao. let's say george wants to go out or something. instead of straight up saying he wants to go out, he might say something like "dream, im bored. this vicinity that we're in, it's boring" expecting dream to fix the problem for him.

adding onto that, he loves his little vocab words. words like befuddled seem to be favorites for him. i think he just likes the way certain words feel to say if that makes sense. (dream is one of those words). he also tends to speak in shorter phrases sometimes, especially when hes trying to joke around. his way of speaking in general doesnt typically involve long-winded explanations. in fact, in the past, when dream or sapnap dont understand what hes saying, he usually gets annoyed. "how do you not know what i'm talking about? you're an idiot."

dream:

the thing that stands out the most to me with dreams way of speaking is that hes usually very honest with everything he says. if he suddenly gets this surge of appreciation or gratitude towards someone, he'll most likely vocalize it. he also - contrary to george - tends to draw out his sentences. i think he is definitely a saying before speaking kind of person, and that usually involves him cutting sentences off to start new ones, run on sentences, etc. he has that adhd way of speaking lmao. stuttering, saying "like" a lot, feeling like he cant get the sentence out as fast as his mind is going, switching between topics while telling a story.

dream also sees the world through a technicalities a little lmao. what i mean by that is that he tends to want to be very specific when it comes to his actions / the things he observes. for example, he can't just say, "i slept so much last night." it'll go more like, "i slept so much last night. i slept for like, twenty hours. ok, well, maybe not twenty hours but it was like - okay, it was maybe like, sixteen hours." this i think also manifests into terms he used to use a lot such as recency bias (and george kinda does too, but i think he does it mostly when talking to dream, a way of mirroring him during a conversation).

tldr just really pay attention to the way they speak to each other and spin them around in your head.

im sure there are things im missing but i hope that was at least somewhat helpful. i also didnt read over this after typing it so if there are errors im sorry.

[rotthepoet]

Continuing my mean lorenzo berkshire brainrot, he is so enemies to lovers coded.

Like he’s a 1990’s movie bully. Yknow that scene where Malfoy sends Potter a little animated note of him being struck by lightning??(i feel like it was prisoner of azkaban) yeah imagine that being thrown at your head. Like. Everyday in class

Hes like mean and pathetic and its WILD dude.

He so just shoves you when no ones looking- straight up pushes you into a fountain-

You dont even know what you did to get on his bad side! He doesnt even remember!

Its probably because this pretty(gender neutral) person(you) showed him up in class after he answered a question embarrassingly wrong. He wasnt a fan of that. No one can be that good looking and smart at the same time, that bitch is cheating!

He will be your downfall if you let him. Like. Sabotaging all the way. Your life will be hell.

His friends kinda noticed how hes different around you tho. Like he can be mean but not VIOLENT.

Its Theo that figures out its a crush. And he doesnt let him live it down.

“Ohhh there goes your girlfriend, gonna go trip her again to see up her skirt you creep?”

Things like that but im not a posh Italian boy in a British boarding school so, like, phrase it better.

There are two ways you could get him to stop.

Slapping him or crying infront of him.

Both would make him slow tf down and short circuit.

1. If you slap him, hes going to look down at you with the dumbest look. Like. No thoughts behind those wide eyes. Scream at him, shove him, stomp away. he raises a hand to his cheek and grins so big because you touched him! He lowkey gets a little bit ✨freaky✨and imagines it all over again later. The bullying stops. He cant stop staring at you and following you everywhere though. Youre not sure which is worse lmao.

2. Bless your heart if you cry infront of him. He feels so bad suddenly its not even funny. Hes like half hugging you awkwardly to ‘comfort’ you and is lowkey trying to apologize without saying the words “im sorry” its kinda just pathetic and weird. If you run away crying he feels like a dick and leaves you alone for a bit :/ the cutie is crying and its his fault wtf this is so twisted! He might buy you a little treat to make up for it.

Once he falls he falls HARD. like downright obsessed. Blaise had to knock him upside the head because he wouldn’t shut up about you.

He’ll be talking to a girl and see you and literally push her away by the head so he can walk and talk to at you.

“Hey hows your day going? Did you do something with your hair? Youre going to potions, yeah? Let me walk you.”

And youre like. What?? He was telling you that you reek not even a month ago?? Is he gaslighting you? This new form of bullying is weirddd

and then he starts presenting you with gifts and trying to hold your hand like wtf?? He blows you a kiss from his broom on the quidditch field. Steals the damn mic and says “this win was for ___” and points at you and youre like “hello??? Who are you?? Get away from me?”

But eventually you fold and it turns out hes a nice guy. Somehow. You sometimes look baxk and think “how did i get here?? Where the hell am i??” But then he gives you a big ol smooch and it all gets better.

[lovebvni]

Pick - A - Pile !! (old, 10.30.21)

Hey my loves! I'm doing bi-weekly pick a piles now! While I was shuffling a bit tarot was calling my gay ass out so uHmMMM yeah!

Today we will be answering 5 questions submitted by the one and only Rozy!! If you have any  questions, you can dm me for a private reading or submit them in the comments~ The questions I use will be shouted out by the submitter.

I also put the cards I pulled for your own interpretation if you understand how tarot works <3

The 5 questions for today are...

1) Why are you not shifting? (some advice)

2) What major steps can YOU take to advance in your shifting journey?

3) How do people see you in your dr?

4) Little message from your s/o.

5) What your s/o thinks about you *when they get to know you ofc*

Breathe in.. Now breathe out...

Listen to your intuition and pick an emoji

🎗️ | 🎃 |🔮| 🎴

Hi pile 1!

Welcome to your reading! Take what resonates and leave the rest! If this pile doesn't say anything that goes with you, then try the other piles! I know everyone doing this pick a pile is supposed to be here so! 

1) Why are you not shifting? (some advice)

Cards : 2 of Swords reversed, Ace of cups reversed, Page of Pentacles.

There's a liar in your life, perhaps someone you were close to and they're bring you down in some way?? "Honesty is the best  policy". They're being unfair to you in some way? Maybe its you bringing yourself down? STOP THAT! YOU'RE LYING TO YOURSELF YOU'RE POWERFUL AND CAN SHIFT! Go on Youtube and search some shifting motivation! Now!!

2) What major steps can YOU take to advance in your shifting journey?

Cards : 2 of Swords, King of Wands reversed, Strength reversed.

Plan ahead, maybe start a shifting routine! That will help you, a lot! Look to someone with a good shifting routine for advice, don't overwork yourself so that you HAVE to do it, just some simple things. Work on your hope and desire to shift, stop just being like 'Dammit didn't shift again' KEEP TRYING DAMMIT!

3) How do people see you in your dr?

Cards : Knight of Cups, 8 of Wands reversed, Ace of Pentacles.

Maybe as someone who's famous, with a lot of money, a protector, 111% a protector, you aren't so much territorial, more as wanting to keep everything and everyone safe. Maybe you're privilaged (I CANT SPELL) but you also want to protect EVERYONE you meet no matter if they're like Bakugou or Deku.

4) Little message from your s/o.

Cards : The Moon reversed, Judgement, Ace of Swords reversed.

Stop being so fearful, I love you no matter what you look like. You're so pretty/handsome. You're so smart and I can tell. The Universe knows you deserve this and I'm sorry that it seems hard to you. Hold on, everything is gonna work out for the better. Love u lots!

5) What your s/o thinks about you *when they get to know you ofc*

Cards : 5 of Wands, 7 of Pentacles reversed, The Chariot.

You're a fighter, You don't take no for an answer and they admire you for that! You keep moving forward no matter how hard its getting, I know you can do anything you put your mind to. Pick your head up, screw it back on, and keep walking. Run. You're getting closer everyday.

Phrases and numbers: Almost there - Disney's Tiana, 3, 9, 7 ,64, 30, Halloween, IcyHot, "God help me.", "Good greef", "I need my damn music shut up"

pile 2

Welcome pile 2!

This is your reading, only take what resonates. Check out the other piles if you don't get anything from this one!

1) Why are you not shifting? (some advice)

Cards : King of Wands, Knight of Pentacles, King of Cups.

All suited cards, wow. You guys def have something going on that you're trying to fight, try to put that aside and work on shifting some more. Have more hope and try manifesting - maybe even sigils.

2) What major steps can YOU take to advance in your shifting journey?

Cards : Temperance, 8 of Cups, Knight of Swords.

Be patient, remember divine timing. You have so much to give, try some new hobbies and you are ADDICTED to trying to shift - take a break please. Over working yourself to shift and not taking a break makes it even harder to shift in my opinion, take a break this weekend.

3) How do people see you in your dr?

Cards : 8 of Pentacles, 10 of Pentacles, and 3 of Pentacles

All I'm getting is someone who's rich LMFAO!! Rich in spirit maybe? You're probably social in your dr with your family, lots of family events and shit. Hanging out with friends, I don't see you going to like high school parties or anything, just gathering with your friends.

4) Little message from your s/o.

Cards : 9 of Swords reversed, 3 of Wands, 8 of Cups reversed.

They think about you, a lot. They see you as someone smart, funny, and a little bit SPICY. They love you so much - the song Electric Love comes to mind

5) What your s/o thinks about you *when they get to know you ofc*

Cards : King of Swords reversed, 4 of Pentacles, 10 of Swords reversed

Like you're their wish, the thing they've been waiting and hoping for - FOR A LONG TIME. Maybe manifesting you just they love you and don't want to let you go. They're worried you may not like them overtime to reassure them when you shift.

Phrases and numbers: "Get your head from between your legs", "MONEYYYY", Electric Love, Denki Kaminari, I wanna be your slave, Wii Tennis *game and song*, Shoto Todoroki, Katsuki Bakugou, Hanta Sero, Eijiro Kirishima, ADHD, 444, 222, 764

pile 3

How ya doin pile 3?? *bites lip*

Remember, this is a GENERAL reading so only take what you feel resonates. Check out the other piles if you dont feel like anything resonates. Some of you guys may have been drawn to pile 2 so check that one out too. TW: ABUSE/SELF-HARM, TRAUMA.

1) Why are you not shifting? (some advice)

Cards : The Tower reversed, Page of Cups, The Hierophant reversed.

Idk why but whenever I get the Hierophant card my throat starts closing up? Idk if you feel like someones choking you out sometimes, or something. You feel like everything is against you, please don't think that - that's the reason you aren't shifting. Something is falling apart in your life, maybe take a short break for your mental health.

2) What major steps can YOU take to advance in your shifting journey?

Cards : King of Swords, 2 of Wands, The Moon.

Embrace your power, you're like the most POWERFUL PERSON EVER!  Also try and talk to some tarot readers/ mediums and ask them what you should change in your habits. You're going to shift soon tho! Success is around the corner.

3) How do people see you in your dr?

Cards : 10 of Cups reversed, 5 of Wands reversed, Page of Wands.

This is from a sibling/co-workers perspective. You're not one to argue when people are wrong, rather rant how they were wrong to yourself later, someone who would talk to a wall. They look up to you and think you're pretty cool

4) Little message from your s/o.

Cards : Justice, 3 of Cups, 5 of Wands

They see you as someone who's cool and collected. You deserve the world and you bring everyone joy when you talk to them, you probably drink in your dr so you're a little bit COOCOO

5) What your s/o thinks about you *when they get to know you ofc*

Cards : 2 of Cups, The Empress, Death.

You're the only person they trust enough to rant to ;c Sorry that's adorable. They probably look down on themselves in one way or another, and you really help them with that. They see you as royalty, they'd do almost anything for you - LIKE LITERALLY SACRIFICE THEIR LIFE - BESTIE UR INTO ANGST STOP!!

Phrases and numbers : Eijiro Kirishima, ADHD, "I love you to the moon and back", Burn - Billie Eilish, Fire signs, firey personality, Katsuki Bakugou, Shoto Todoroki, Trauma, Triggers. 3, 333, 9, any multiple of 3 thats an odd number really, the Holy Trinity.

pile 4

FINALLY PILE FOUR!! YOU GUYS DON'T KNOW HOW LONG PICK A PILES TAKE GODDAMN!!! Remember, general reading - check out the other piles if nothing resonates!

1) Why are you not shifting? (some advice)

Cards : Queen of Swords, 4 of Cups, The Hanged Man reversed.

You're manifesting shifting, and that's great! You're just not really focusing on actually TRYING to shift! Maybe you're being selfish in some part of your life. Try encouraging other people and realize everything is more than just physical, everything has a spiritual side.

2) What major steps can YOU take to advance in your shifting journey?

Cards : Knight of Wands, 5 of Wands reversed, Knight of Cups, 10 of Swords.

Realize your pain isn't your own, another person can be going through a similar thing. Open up to others and realize you're strong - you're living rn and you're still pushing to shift, Some of you guys have been on this shifting journey for almost a year - it's going to pay off. The pain in your cr isn't going to last.

3) How do people see you in your dr?

Cards : Queen of Wands, 6 of Pentacles, 9 of Wands

People are jealous of you, especially girls/women. Maybe you're hot and they want you? Bestie I would fight them for u/hj. They have no idea how hard it is for you on the inside and when they find out - they'll be supportive - I promise so many people will be there to love and support you.

4) Little message from your s/o.

Cards : 9 of Pentacles reversed, Queen of Swords, 6 of Wands.

You're not much of a planner are you? You let fate decide. You rarely have weekend plans and you just let the Universe guys you. They love how free spirited and loyal you are. I think this is how you and your s/o agree on things, fate and sometimes the spirtual like mediums and shit.

5) What your s/o thinks about you *when they get to know you ofc*

Cards :  4 of Swords, Wheel of Fortune reversed,  2 of Cups

There was a small chance they would like you and you made it - a small chance you would make them as happy as they are with you - this is adorable. Best Friend - Rex Orange Country says "I want you to think about me at night" they def do - they think about you before they go to bed, dream about you and they don't even know why at first. They probably talk to their parents or siblings about you a lot like goddamn.

Phrases and numbers: Chasing Cars - Sleeping at Last. "A dreamer, that's who I am." Hope. "STOP! I'M NOT GIVING UP!" Aries, Scorpio, lovers, physical touch, hugs, kisses, parental issues, Shoto Todoroki, "They're a little rough around the edges", "People think shes {they're} a sadist." Satan, the Devil, Dieties, Shaking, Panic Attacks in Paradise - Ashnikko, Raven method, bird watching, "Go with the shots", Chance, Halloween night, 31st, 13, 17, 7

Thank you for coming all the way down here! I hope you're enjoying your shifting journey and like - all the piles are pretty close to shifting!

[pesterloglog]

Jake English, Dirk Strider

Page 633-636

JAKE: Fuck!!!

JAKE: Why did she have to go and build a moon laser!!!

JAKE: Why did she have to go and

JAKE: And SAY all that!!!

DIRK: It's not over.

DIRK: That moon laser doesn't mean shit.

JAKE: ...if theres no one to press the button?

DIRK: Boom.

DIRK: Or, you know.

DIRK: No boom.

JAKE: Her guard is down...

DIRK: And you have a gun.

JAKE: I have TWO guns.

DIRK: Let's be real, this wouldn't even be the first time you've thought of it.

JAKE: Its... an option.

DIRK: Or.

DIRK: You help her win the battle.

DIRK: Avoid baptizing the Earth with laser-fire.

DIRK: And she uses The Point, and the world doesn't end.

DIRK: Probably.

DIRK: Who the fuck knows.

JAKE: What should i do?

DIRK: I'm not gonna tell you.

JAKE: I already know youll want me to do whats heroic.

JAKE: But you wouldnt want me to kill jane either.

JAKE: Would you?

DIRK: Stop staring at me like I'm gonna tongue-kiss the answer into you, dude.

DIRK: You know what you need to do.

JAKE: But jane was right about me!

JAKE: I cant be trusted.

JAKE: I dont even like 99% of people.

DIRK: Then do it for one person.

DIRK: Aren't you tired of spreading yourself thin trying to believe in everything?

DIRK: Because it's looking pretty fuckin' likely that the future where Tavvy is happy and the future where Jane is alive don't coincide.

DIRK: You have to kill one for the other to survive.

JAKE: It sounds like youre gunning for her.

DIRK: It sounds like *you're* gunning for her.

DIRK: Say what you will about Dirk, but he always wanted you to be your best self.

DIRK: He pushed you hoping if he did it hard enough, you'd push back.

DIRK: That's a far cry from whatever neutered domestic purgatory Jane's offering you.

DIRK: Wasn't it nice to be believed in, man?

JAKE: Ugh.

JAKE: Can i make an honest query?

JAKE: Did i really kill him?

DIRK: Hm.

JAKE: I did, didnt i?

DIRK: Common sense says no.

JAKE: Cant you swing that one by your esoteric telepathic dirk connection?

DIRK: That's a tricky fuckin' wicket, man.

JAKE: Its "sticky wicket".

DIRK: It's nothing, because that's a stupid fucking phrase cooked up by fake people about a fake sport from a dead planet.

DIRK: Anyway, it's tricky because there's not really all that much of anything left of the big man.

DIRK: Not here, anyway.

JAKE: Oh, baloney!

JAKE: Thats not how this works. Youre the supernatural tsaheylu of our combined "steezes".

JAKE: This isnt my first ride in the rodeo, mister, I KNOW THE RHYTHM OF THIS BUCKING BRONCO.

JAKE: HES STILL HERE, DAMMIT!

DIRK: I'm sorry.

DIRK: He's gone, dude.

JAKE: OH FUCK OFF.

JAKE: YOU CHARLATAN.

DIRK: Yeah.

JAKE: HORSES ASS.

DIRK: Get it all out, man.

JAKE: YOU MALEVOLENT MASCULINE MALFEASANT.

DIRK: I know a crisp glass of personal culpability isn't what you ordered, but hey.

DIRK: It's better than relapsing.

JAKE: Im drunk right now.

DIRK: And that sucks, buddy.

DIRK: But I'm talking about the big show of "everything's fine now" kitchen table red undie dirty dancing you did.

JAKE: Oh, i forgot about that.

DIRK: You fuckin' wish you did.

DIRK: It'd be the only reasonable excuse you'd have for nipping this uncomfortable epiphany in the bud so you could slink back to following orders from Dirk.

JAKE: ...

JAKE: Gods hooks, i backflipped right into my old ways!

DIRK: Don't beat yourself up about it. It's a running theme with literally everybody we know.

DIRK: You all get caught up in these feeling jams, hugging it out in self-realizational bliss.

DIRK: Then, bam.

DIRK: Premature ejaculation.

DIRK: That passionate growth grind ends before it builds to anything actually satisfying.

JAKE: :(

JAKE: Are you saying i need to be red undies jake again?

DIRK: Absolutely the fuck not.

DIRK: Hands off the belt, buddy. You've graduated.

DIRK: You're fully dressed Jake now.

DIRK: Sitting on the sticky floor of a custodial closet, hidden away from anything certain and good in this world.

DIRK: Alone.

JAKE: This is scary! I dont like this.

DIRK: Fuck yeah it is. This is sweaty, achey, burning transformation, brother.

JAKE: I want to go back! I want to be the other guy again.

DIRK: You can't be the other guy anymore, Jake.

DIRK: We're sending him upstate to live on a beautiful farm, where they're gonna immediately drag him out back and put him out of his fucking misery.

DIRK: Remember when you told Egbert you wanted someone to hold you accountable?

JAKE: No.

DIRK: Well.

JAKE: Nooooooo.

DIRK: "Here's Johnny!"

JAKE: AAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

JAKE: Oh...

JAKE: *sniff*

JAKE: Oh, dirk...

JAKE: Cripes, if there really is no magical component to all of this,

JAKE: if youre really gone,

JAKE: then i am simply a forty year old man... being led by the nose... by an imaginary friend.

JAKE: That is not cute.

DIRK: It's kind of cute.

JAKE: No!

JAKE: Its mental illness!

DIRK: It can be both.

DIRK: Look.

DIRK: What you need to do is stop sobbing into your own fucking arms and make a decision.

DIRK: Spying for the rebellion, running away... these were steps in the right direction, but they also had, y'know.

JAKE: Plausible deniability.

DIRK: They were deflections.

DIRK: And at the end of the day, that's what choosing Jane would be, too.

JAKE: Its odd, but...

JAKE: Shucks, i dont want to cut her down right before she makes this big turnaround.

JAKE: If shed decided to keep her promise...

JAKE: thatd be bitter fucking berries to live with.

DIRK: But?

JAKE: But she probably wont change, will she?

DIRK: Why in the fuck would she?

DIRK: She'll have won.

JAKE: But... i dont think she was meant to be this way. Do you?

DIRK: Like, was she born to be a wildly racist dictatorial cake boss?

JAKE: Ok, when you put it that way it sounds a bit bonkers.

JAKE: What i mean is...

JAKE: Take me, for example.

JAKE: I know its not my fault janey got a bit rough and tumble with our relationship. That fundamentally, i didnt deserve it.

JAKE: But that doesnt exactly make me a mensch by default, does it?

JAKE: In fact i worry there might be more of me thats, well... inherently bad than not.

JAKE: And thats why everything tends to get so furiously fucked all the time!

JAKE: Everyone is waiting around for this better version of me to pop up, but thats never going to happen.

JAKE: Because if it did, it wouldn't be me anymore.

DIRK: So, are you trapped being Mr. Pissy Pantyloos Loser Man no matter what?

JAKE: Sort of.

JAKE: What do you think?

DIRK: I don't know.

DIRK: Maybe?

JAKE: Oh...

DIRK: Who even gives a fuck?

DIRK: This is some big philosophical philandering you're trying out, and we didn't even finish elementary school.

DIRK: The best we've got to work with is whatever you gleaned from "My Dinner with Andre" and "Blade Runner."

DIRK: And you fell asleep during "Andre."

JAKE: Point taken.

DIRK: Here's what we do know: when you face our friends tomorrow, they're gonna be none-the-wiser about the insane masturbatory matrix bullet time battles you've been having with yourself in your own head.

DIRK: What will be real to them is what you DID.

DIRK: That's it.

DIRK: Show them you're trying.

DIRK: Or don't, and get left behind.

JAKE: Good god...

JAKE: This is the worst pep talk... ever.

DIRK: It's you, dude, what did you expect?

JAKE: True.

DIRK: Do you want to be left behind?

JAKE: No!

JAKE: I want to see tavvy grow up!

JAKE: I want to choose him!

JAKE: But i want to believe in jane too...

DIRK: Sigh.

JAKE: Listen.

JAKE: I never really understood all that much of the "doomed timeline" hoopla you cerebral types tend to gab on about.

JAKE: But... its nice to think that there might be countless janes somewhere out there who never stopped being happy.

JAKE: Baking, getting up to all manner of lighthearted mischiefs... true blue all around.

JAKE: When i think of her, thats whats real to me.

JAKE: What she is now, what these rotten unenviable circumstances have made of her, its all just...

DIRK: Happenstance.

JAKE: Is that stupid?

DIRK: Probably, but you're a god of Hope.

DIRK: You're a poster-child for making stupid shit feasible.

DIRK: And no one has the power to say what's true for every Jane.

DIRK: I'm sure if you asked a couple of them how they feel about labor camps and domestic violences, they'd hit you with a "Woah there, buster jones."

JAKE: "Thats not for me!"

DIRK: "No siree!"

JAKE: Hehehe.

JAKE: Exactly.

JAKE: If i can believe in those janes,

JAKE: i think i can let this one go.

DIRK: Extravagant hoops to stumble through just to keep believing, man.

DIRK: It's sneaky. I like it.

JAKE: Its decided then?

DIRK: Seems so.

DIRK: You can finally leave the closet.

JAKE: Har, har.

JAKE: Goofs aside, old buddy...

JAKE: I get the strange sense i wont be speaking with you again.

DIRK: You won't. Why would you?

DIRK: You're normal now.

JAKE: But-

DIRK: You don't need him.

JAKE: It feels good to pretend, though.

JAKE: To hold on a little while longer.

DIRK: Don't.

JAKE: Fine! Fine...

JAKE: Hope is the crummiest aspect of the lot, huh.

JAKE: I swear the only time its worth a lick more than delusions and hot air

JAKE: is if it really fucking hurts.

DIRK: Welcome to being a person, Jake English.

[kaoharu]

Have fun with gaming !!!! All the best with thr project,, truly evil and eliephobic of your partner methinks.... Looking forward to your hanadolling 💥💥💥 im making a schedule so i can get into medias my mutuals like before i go to my hometown 💥💥💥

As for the mimi, it's not even eight yet and i normally go to sleep around midnight 👍👍 also im hungr so i will eat somwthing soon

thanksies !!! i will have a jolly ol time /silly <- picked that phrase up from an irl . . . cant stop saying it aloud so now its gonna start bleeding into how i text. sorry guys also yesyes it is so sads . . . i am lwky the better coder so its not Too big of a deal but two brains are still better than one it is what it is tho :shrug:

ALSO YIPPEEE i hope uu dont feel too pressured to get into hndl and other medias i like immediately . . . going at ur own pace and just. soaking it in is part of the fun 👍👍 howeverrrr once uu do it will be most fun to talk abt it w uu :] i only talk to ruyas abt it so . . . fresh perspective is niceys 👍👍👍

and i hope uu have fun in ur hometown :O are uu going there for like a celebration or just to visit and stuff ^–^ ?

ohhhh for some reason i thought it was later for uu . . . i just know i usuallt sleep around the time uu wake up i believe ❓️ <- the confused baby at times AND YES EAT !!!!! eat smth yummy it is so very good for uu always 🫶

[the-gayest-tree-you-ever-did-see]

drop the lore for your song !

(insert "sorry i put this in drafts and immediately forgot about it" cake here. sorry i put this in drafts and immediately forgot about it!!!)

okay so first i guess we should probably drop the lyrics, theyre on bandlab but also who give a shit. here you go:

-and you sit there like youre some starry-eyed god

asking for sacrifice, knowing what i lost

and what can i do but follow you?

i made you my temple, just follow through

and your honor, you sit and stare as i stand witness

to this man burning everything i love down with this building

and from the ashes his eyelash comes falling, i make a wish

it wont ever come true but ill make him pray it did

and god, my god i would follow you to death

you know this so you hold a blunt knife to my neck

i am more than just your satisfactions and regrets

but you are less than i thought, you are less and you're not even worth it

i am breathing just a little and calling it a life

you are walking in the wild with a mass market knife

and it feels so juvenile to talk it all through

we are teenagers at battle, we are always coming true

HOW DOES IT FEEL TO KNOW YOU COULD NOT HAVE SAVED ME?

AND DO YOU BELIEVE IN EVERYTHING YOU SEE ON THE NEWS

CAUSE YOU SHOULD KNOW BY NOW THAT ALL KIDS DO IS LOSE EVENTUALLY.

I HATE THAT YOU COULDNT SAVE ME.

that must mean im stronger.

you said you would protect me.

but im like ocean water.

and youre like twenty three!

so i choose now between honesty and dignity

and i cannot worship a god i cant believe

yeah i tore my palms down your altar

for war, blood must taste sweet

i dont know what to do to make you believe that im insane

you made me, made me you, made me who i am

no you didnt make me, i made me, you were just a tool

ill say anything so ill sleep the whole night through

first piece of lore: i did in fact write this in tumblr drafts. people tend to not believe me when i tell them but notes app is far too open. tumblr drafts is for the arteries. also the sense of danger from my drafts being cleared or my account being deleted (which happened) keeps me on my toes.

second piece of lore: this is less of a song and more of a conglomeration of words i thought go together good. i didnt really have a plan for this as i was writing it, it sort of formed the image and story it has as i wrote and only when i was "done" (the song isnt complete but im done writing it for now) did i have it completely. my sister said the phrase "starry-eyed god" and i ran from there! i was kind of toying with the idea of being hurt by someone who doesnt really believe they are harming you, and sort of falling across that line all the time of are they really innocent or are they playing innocent.

i also liked the idea of being so in love with someone that you'd worship them, not understanding that that isnt love, its obsession. lots of misunderstandings and insanity in this bad boy.

this is also definitely the ending half of the song. in my recording the end is a little fucked because, third piece of lore, i accidentally slammed my hand on the table out of passion and spent the rest of the song trying not to cry in pain. why did i push through, you may ask. why didnt i just stop and rerecord in a minute. well im something of an artiste (idiot)

that bit on "what can i do but follow you/i made you my temple just follow through" where im high and singing almost reverently is what i want more of the beginning to sound like. for this section we have more of those divine chorus vibes peeking through every once in a while, so the beginning will have this almost spoken desperate vibe peeking through, but majority of that high angel voice for most of it.

okay this is already long so im gonna stop here with general lore -- if you want me to go through the lyrics as well and talk about that, i am more than happy to!! lyrics are my favorite parts of a song, especially writing-wise, so i would love that actually. some of the lyrics in this are inspired by poetry so its pretty fun to look back and see.

thank you for asking!! i love you sm <33

[thereareeyesinsidethetrees]

cracks knuckles. so, been just trying to gauge overall reception with this, but what are your thoughts on the fan made return to the bunker episode? i’ve noticed glowing reviews from people who vaguely describe it—hit the character vibes right, jokes were cool, i liked the art, etc, but scathing ones from people who go more into detail—stan would never be this explicit in his desperation, ford was never this outcast or terrified of himself/others nor did he consider dipper as below, the entire thing was misogynistic, etc. so, what’s your opinion?

i did say i wasnt going to talk/reblog anymore posts about return to the bunker, but ill answer this anyway

i feel its kind of important to say right off the bat that i never finished the episode and i certainly dont intend to. i never even got to one of the b plot scenes with stan and dipper. i stopped around the bit where they got into the bunker and ford started trying to warn them about the shapeshifter. the clearly-not-ford-ness radiating off of 'ford' was too much to ignore and i couldnt finish it

anyway- what was good about the episode? well, the art and voice acting, for sure. during the first part, it also seemed like they had gotten the characters down pretty well and i thought some of the jokes were good.

in the first part.

and then mabel comes in. this is around the time real ford goes missing and fake ford shows up. no there arent two fords in the actual episode, its just that the difference between them is stark enough that theyre completely separate entities in my mind. anyway

i noticed that the sweater thing was weird to a lot of people. glad im not the only one that was extremely confused by the guy wearing a sweater saying it was too hot to wear a sweater. maybe it was meant to be a joke? it really just came off as ford trying to make excuses not to wear mabel's sweater.

which- its not like him not wanting to wear the sweater cant coexist with him liking mabel. maybe its a situation where he doesnt want her to see all his scars, or maybe he doesnt want it to get ruined when he goes to beat the shit out of the hawktopus (since yknow that was kinda the whole point of him being outside)

the point im trying to make here is that it really seems like the episode is just trying to paint ford as unreasonable and not liking mabel. speaking of which-

the way ford treats mabel is uncharacteristic. the first time we ever see ford smile in the show is when he's meeting mabel. he literally says 'i like this kid, she weird!', why are we acting like he doesnt like her?? genuinely confused. who looks at the way he was treating her in the episode and goes 'yeah fords just like that'?

sorry, anyway, last thing i have to say-

the entire bit where theyre making their way through the bunker struck me as a bit odd. it sorta felt like the episode was trying to make a joke out of ford and his wariness about the place? hes trying to guide mabel and some other kids he barely knows through the place, theyre rushing ahead (which cant be good for his paranoia), and for some reason when theyre getting close to shifty and hes trying to warn them its framed as him being melodramatic?

shifty locked his friend in a cabinet and pretended to be said friend so it could catch a look at the creatures in ford's journal and start transforming into them. i think hes allowed to be a bit cautious/afraid about meeting shifty again

and some bonus stuff ive heard about below:

ive heard that ford wipes their memories with the memory gun. he was a victim of it (implied or directly stated multiple times- who wants to bet hes got brain damage from that?) and he struggled so much to use it on stan in a situation where it was necessary to keep the world from ending. no, theres no way ford could just hit them with it like that

ive also heard fiddleford shows up and ford is weirdly antagonistic to him? 'im sorry fiddleford' is a phrase running through ford's mind on the constant for over thirty years and his first reaction to seeing fiddleford again is to apologize to him and assume he hates him. according to the journal, he actually mentioned to everyone else in the shack that he was wondering what happened to fiddleford. its implied he did that several times.

i dont have anything else to say and i dont know how to end this so. thats all. thank you for the ask and sorry if anything i said here sounded aggressive at all. not my intention.

uh moral of the story: i didnt like it :(

[quodekash]

AIUTAMI MY BOYS AKK AND AYE ARE BACK ON MY SCREEN TONIGHT AND IM ALREADY CRYING JUST THINKING ABOUT IT I AM NOT OKAY

as per usual im so sorry for the mess that this will be but more so than usual bc it will almost certainly be entirely keysmashes and 'I LOVE THEM SO MUCH' and that's about it

good luck my friends

HELP HELP HELP HELP HELP HELP HELP AIUTAMI AIUTAMI AIUTAMI AIUTAMI IT'S STARTING HELP SEND HELP PLEASE AIUTAMI PER FAVORE

the intro is playing and im literally shaking how the hell am i gonna make it through this episode alive

MY BOY MY BOY MY BOY MY BOY MY BOY

MY BOY MY BOY MY BOY MY BOY

WHY

WHY ARE YOU THERE

WHY THAT CLIFF

IM SO CONCERNED

they seriously just look like theyre filming the music video for a country song or smth

NO

WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT

IM GETTING FLASHBACKS

AND NOT THE GOOD KIND OF FLASHBACKS

WHAT PROMISE

WHAT HAPPENED

WHAT HAVE WE MISSED

I KNOW THESE QUESTIONS WILL PROBABLY BE ANSWERED SHORTLY BUT I NEED TO KNOW

GKJRFDBGKHF AND AYE IMMEDIATELY GOING IN TO KISS HIM AND AKK GRINNING AND SWERVING- THAT'S SO THEM I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

why the hell are they wearing cowboy hats tho

sorry, i cant stop thinking about it

was this a previously made agreement? or did they just soulmate so hard they both happened to wear cowboy hats

SWIFT CHEEK KISS GHREBGJHREBHDG

AAAAAAAAAA

I WANT TO SCREAM (/pos) BUT I NEED TO BE QUIET BC ITS FREAKING MIDNIGHT AND PEOPLE ARE SLEEPING

BUT I DESPERATELY NEED TO SCREAM GREHIJGDBREJBDG

HEEEEERE IT IS, OKAY

the order of the clips in the trailer threw me off

i understand the cowboy hats now

it was akk's dream cowboy land

anyway HOLY HELL IM NOT OKAY

loser, dreaming about kissing his literal boyfriend

shORTSTOP AND BIGFOOT, THE NICKNAMES RETURN GJRKEBGKHRBDGF

yes i saw the nicknames used in the trailer. no that will not make my reaction to hearing them in the actual episode any smaller because these nicknames mean more to me than all of my toes. and toes are important.

i freaking love these two so freaking much

he looks so happy when he says this

akk, is there something you need to tell us?

have you always secretly wanted to be a cowboy?

"but our story wont end like that" SOMEONE PINCH ME, HOW ARE THEY REAL

"ive prepared breakfast for you but today is your turn to wash the dishes" theyre literally husbands. thats- theyre married.

also what do you mean wash the dishes, youre in a tent

where are you guys

what are you doing

answer my questions

(theyre gonna answer my questions in like three seconds cos theyre about to leave the tent, its not like theyre gonna stay in the tent the whole episode, but STILL)

"what?" "im just feeling good to be the first person to see you wake up" crying sobbing throwing up i hate them they make me sick HOW ARE THEY SO PERFECT THEY ARE PERFECTION I LOVE THEM SO MUCH WHAT THE HELL

he looks so happy when he says this

akk, is there something you need to tell us?

have you always secretly wanted to be a cowboy?

"but our story wont end like that" SOMEONE PINCH ME, HOW ARE THEY REAL

"ive prepared breakfast for you but today is your turn to wash the dishes" theyre literally husbands. thats- theyre married.

also what do you mean wash the dishes, youre in a tent

where are you guys

what are you doing

answer my questions

(theyre gonna answer my questions in like three seconds cos theyre about to leave the tent, its not like theyre gonna stay in the tent the whole episode, but STILL)

"what?" "im just feeling good to be the first person to see you wake up" crying sobbing throwing up i hate them they make me sick HOW ARE THEY SO PERFECT THEY ARE PERFECTION I LOVE THEM SO MUCH WHAT THE HELL

hearing akk's voice say "my boyfriend, aye" threw me off i nearly died, thats the first time hes said the words "my boyfriend aye" and its such a simple phrase why does that bring me so much joy

ME TOO, MAN, ME TOO

OH MY GOSH

ITS SO STEREOTYPICAL

I SAW IT COMING

I KNEW HE WAS GONNA SAY IT

AND YET IT STILL KILLED ME

aye doesn't remember akk's birthday but im 90% certain hes remembered and has a surprise for akk or smth so hes just pretending to forget to throw akk off the scent

im pretty sure ive seen this trope happen a lot

i hope it doesnt make akk mad tho, i dont wanna see him mad at aye

oh nooooooeee, akk is angryyy

sponsorship time

theyre so cute

the epitome of narak

AAAAWWWWWWWWW

its the way he looks at aye as though he cant believe hes real and he's really there and he's really his

and yeah, fair

IM FALLING APART HOW ARE THEY SO FREAKING CUTE AND PERFECT AND WONDERFUL AND AMAZING

oh lmao im only 10 minutes into the episode and ive been watching for over half an hour

their communication. it's so healthy. i freaking love them so much. nueakluen, take notes please (specifically them for most of the series, theyre fine in the last episode and in os2 but still)

WAT

MY BOY

MY COMFORTIEST COMFORT CHARACTER

THEYRE ALL MY COMFORT CHARACTERS BUT WAT IS JUST INCREDIBLE

I LOVE HIM

side note, they didnt do seanmaithee last week (still mad about that) but i swear if they do watsani instead of watnamo im gonna be so freaking mad. let pawin's characters be happy and gay, please.

MY BOYSSSS

i love thuakan so much

theyre so happiness

this entire series is happiness

i love the eclipse so much

it is happiness very very very happiness

YES

shoot i just yelled 'yes' out loud

hopefully i didnt wake anyone up

anyway NAMO HELLO HEY HELLO ILY

"i dont recall asking you to join" "you didnt. i invited myself." first of all: iconic. second: i love him. third: how did you not expect him to be there, he's namo. he finds his way everywhere. he knows everything. the entire series you can always see him lurking in the background, listening to conversations. he sees and knows all. i could go on for hours about namo knowing anything and everything. i wont, because i need to write that seanmaitee essay first. but maybe one day ill do that.

anyway, watching the episode

ive got it now

thats why they wear the ridiculous clothes and masks

its another dream of akk's, right?

i genuinely cant wait, its gonna be amazing

it better freaking win

if wat doesnt win im suing someone. idk who but itll be someone

omg

THIS IS AMAZING

GBHREJDDF THUAKANTHUAKANTHUAKANTHUAKANTHUAKAN

BROOOOOOO CATCHING HIM????

THEYRE SO SWEET

ARE THEY ABOUT TO KISS

PLS KISS

NAMOOOOO NOOOO WHYYYYY

my boy why do you look angry

you made that up in your head

that was all you

HELL YEAH, HAPPY PLATONIC VIBES FROM WAT AND SANI

SHES SO SUPPORTIVE AND NICE AND GHREBGHJR I LOVE SANI SO MUCH

AND I LOVE WAT SO MUCH

AND IM SO GLAD THEYRE PLATONIC VIBES

AND THEN NAMO APPEARS??????

GJEHRKDBFG PLS

NO

THIS IS THE OPPOSITE OF WHAT I WAS HOPING FOR

and wat looks so confused, i love him

HOW WOULD YOU KNOW THAT UNLESS YOUVE BEEN USING THE SAME DATING APP

okay but... does it HAVE to be a girl??

pls

they cant just give a boyfriend to the one character of maithee's that i didnt ship with anyone and then crush my dreams for the other two

HANG ON WAIT NO STOP WAIT STOP

okay they both referred to it as a beautiful friendship

pls keep it that way

i love beautiful friendships

yes finally

an explanation of these scenes from the os2 trailer

and i love it so much

this episode is incredible

"you know full well that i cant resist those sparkling eyes of yours" SOBBING I LOVE THIS

NONE OF US CAN RESIST AKK'S BEAUTIFUL EYES

AND THE WAY HE DELIVERS THE LINE

EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS IS PERFECTION

side note, altho i would like watnamo i dont really mind if they get together or not, but i do mind if wat and sani get together, pls dont do that, BUT ive been noticing a lot of mention of this mork guy, and sani said that they'll get along great and stuff and have a lot of similar interests. sooo perhaps... ??

HELL YEAH THEY NEED TO RESHOOT SOME SCENES. THIS SUCKS FOR THEM BUT ITS GREAT FOR US BECAUSE HAPPINESS

omg aye and thua on a team together, im getting flashbacks

and the good kind this time e

shoot i ran out of image spac hang on ill make a part two (im so sorry this series means too much to me)

[taegularities]

Rid you're crazyyyyyyyyyyy

just finished cmi11 IM FUCKING CRYING holy shit that was so good oh god

first of all the conversation between oc and her mom made me cry so hard- it hit home for me, as a girlie with mommy issues, that part felt so real to me. Oc's courage to stand up for herself like that and tell her how much she hurt her own daughter is something i dont have in me. It broke my fucking heart, that yearning feeling, i cant believe you put that specific feeling into words rid [are u part of the mommy issues community as well🧐 or are u just that amazing, a true fucking artist (i saw that anon calling you the beyonce of ff and i agree 100%)] idk how to describe my feelings rn, that part definitely left a mark in my heart, ill never forget it

second the domesticity in these two dorks oh my goddddd they're driving me crazy, theyre so cute and in love and im in love with them and i want to cry bc i want what they have but bc irl men suck the hopeless romantic in me is gonna have to live through fanfics for the rest of my life and that makes me fucking miserable but bless the fanfic gods like you that keep my soul alive, idk what id do without you

lastly that scareeeeee oh god like i knew itd be a negative but it had my heart beating out of my ass (idk if thats a phrase) but the way they handled it oh god, the emotionsssssss the fears and insecurities, just reminded me that theyre human, even if theyre the most fucking adorable characters ever, theyre still human and i loved seeing such nuance. You really are doing an amazing job rid, not only writing the story, scenes and dialogue, but also the way you write these characters in such depth, its so fucking refreshing to see.

i want to kiss your beatiful head that holds your beautiful brain, seriously ive never ever been so enchanted by a piece of writing before (and i read so much fanfiction its like an addiction) you are by far my strongest fix. For real tho, your writing, and particularly cmi has touched me deeply and I'll never ever forget it. So thank you

Rest assured and stop doubting yourself bc youre seriously incredible and so fucking talented. Now rest up and take care of yourself, i imagine its not easy to birth such work (i mean 36k you monster, i loved every second of it but damn girl take a break before you burn your brain out) but no srsly i hope youre eating well, sleeping well and doing things that make you happy and relaxed. You deserve all the best of this world rid🫂🩷

sincerely ~ 🐼✒️anon

panda hi hello oh my gosh, sorry for being late, but you mentioned so many important things, so i wanted to take my time HELLO!! never stop sending these lovely af reviews 🥺

i know... she really is inspiring bc the courage to stand up against someone you feared for so long is admirable. i'm part of both the mommy and daddy issues community even though it's gotten a lot better lol like i wonder why it's such a recurring theme in my fics 🤣 i'm so sorry you could relate to oc :( but i'm glad you liked the scene so much.

and ahhh the domesticity 🤧 it's been so so fun and relaxing to write!! real life romance can be hard to find, yeah :') so i guess writing these scenes and chapters has been extra cathartic (although it drives me crazy, too — the next chapter has been making me so jejfhdjjsgd), but here's to finding a cmi jk irl soon :') much more to come!!!🕯️

the scare was one hell of a ride 🥺 i cried a lot!! and even i have been realising lately that i sometimes try to make my characters flawless, but that's actually not what i wanna go for. i always snap out of it and then try to make them flawed bc they're human, and i think the cmi couple, despite how endearing they are, is definitely vv flawed :') thank you for pointing that out 🥺

your strongest fix?? girl PLEASE ILL CRY 😭💔 i love you so much, you're so sweet for saying that and seeing me in such a way, pls i want you here forever <3 i rested a lot after cmi11! but ngl, cmi11.5 almost burned me out ksjdhehd gonna rest even more after that hehe. tyssssm, i hope you're well and healthy and i appreciate you so much for your kindness, reassurances and love for this series/me. love you so much 🤍

[cloama]

MMATA covered the song from Freaky Friday on their new album. It's cute. The lead, Edith Victoria always has lots of personality but she needs some harmony help in these verses. Why we gotta wait for the chorus to get harmony? ETA: Iwas listening to this on headphones that were about to die. The quality was terrible. This song sounds great upon a second listen. I heard lots of background work. Sorry, babes.

The whole album is really fun and cute. It is full of breakup songs. Wasn't expecting that.

Love the bridge of Say it(to my face). She sounds like a punky lil angel there. It's also fun to see them get back at haters with an undeniable hit song.

The chorus of Kool is so chaotic. Why are you saying it like that?????? But the song with its very obvious Brainstew influence is just fun. They're wild for that one. Also Edith showing yall that she actually a mf vocalist. Bc that chorus be taking my lungs out. Yes, by the end I was singing it too. Very fun. Very silly.

Tea plays her ass off but I'm not hearing the shredding as much in this project. She's really restrained here but the parts shes writing a good. So solid. I kind of want her to compose for others. Similarly, Ava's feet aren't as heavy on the pedals this go round. It seems they've made a choice. It's fine. They get to do that. But choosing to leave that calling card off an album that's 50% breakup songs is a choice. Tea used to be fucking it up in the background. Just shredding her way through the verses which worked because there aren't a lot of bg vocals. Not singing backup as strongly, her playing made up for that. I miss it. I also miss Ava's heavy ass drumming. It's all really different on here. I need to find some interviews about this project. Need to know what went into these choices. I still really like what theyre doing. Young adult audiences should be in love with them.

After all that fun up top the albums takes TMI and Same Language into what I call the Frustration Break. A couple songs about mfs working on your nerves. They're cute songs but feel like a lull. It works because the choruses are so good and you feel relieved by the end of that chunk of songs. Also a-capella handclap breaks are my weakness.

A Few Tomorrows is the bittersweet midtempo song about how it's not goodbye, only a "see you later" which is placed in the right order because literally the rest of the album after this track is backloaded with breakup up songs.

Need Me(my favorite track of this album) is an upbeat breakup bop. Cute. MMATA has a gift for making songs you want to sing along to. Lyrics tho. The simplicity is good but I've seen the pen push harder.

This is where I noticed their hardcore influence is not present at all in this album. Poof. Gone. Aww.

It's Over for Me is another breakup song. Track sequencing is winning big. Love when songs are in correct order. This track is not as strong as Need Me. I would have left this one off the project.

Thx for Nothing is the last breakup bop in this chunk of songs. This girl is going through it. Very 5sos. I say this as a 34 year old who barely knows what a 5sos is. Oh and that main guitar part sounds like what i can only describe as family reunion music. Real ones know.

Rocket science is another optimistic bop taking us to the end of this album but the song is full of phrases from those Hang In There posters. It's cute. It's giving Disney Knees. Edith who usually enunciates to a fault just stops doing that. "Everything is possible" turns into "ennythahggihhhpohhhiiiubbboool" and I cant state enough that I loved that. The Gerard of it all.

King of Everything: lament about life being so unnecessarily hard and wanting a do-over. Hard relate. Don't love the melody as much as the others. Not a happy ending to the album but a resolution for sure. I think the last two songs should have been switched but they said what they said.

3.5 out of 5 stars to Meet Me @ the Altar for their sophomore long playing album. The sequencing of tracks is so strong. A lost art these days. The tracks work together to take your through a bunch of highs and lows then sticks the landing with that final track. The album is good at exactly what it set out to do. That's all I ask. Miss that hard playing tho. I'm sure the live shows will fill that gap.

[sweatertheman]

sorry if this is passive agressive but could you stop saying how bad homestuck is on other people’s posts

sorry, i dont mean it to come off like i think homestuck is some awful thing. i just like participating in discourse about it because i have a lot to say. my take isnt even that homestuck is bad, exactly, moreso that it is its own worst enemy, that the things that make it "homestuck," its smug nihilistic perspective, its ungodly length and confusing lore, these are all things which limit homestuck. if someone says they don't know what homestuck is, im taking that as them implicitly asking what it is. given that its an open question, i feel like i have the right to share my thoughts. its okay for me to be critical of homestuck, and i dont want my thoughts about it to hamper anyone's enjoyment of it. its okay to like homestuck. i enjoyed reading what i read. i just cant say the comic is good. im not going to show up on a post where someone says homestuck is good and say "lol homestuck is bad and ur dumb" because neither of those things are true, kind, or useful for discussion. but if someone is inviting discussion of homestuck, i will feel free to participate, unless they explicitly say they dont want to hear critical opinions about homestuck.

and dont worry, you arent coming off as passive-aggressive. the most i can say is that i dont see how what i did was wrong, but i do apologize if it upset you, since im not trying to upset anyone.

i wouldnt want to tag my posts with like, "homestuck hater" or anything, because that just isnt true. im very critical of it, but i cant deny that it displays immense talent. my only problem with this comic is the world-ending scale and the shitty composition of the elements that make it up. the 8000 pages of clashing tones and ideas and too many ideas. taken on its own, nearly every idea is good. its just too much. also, andrew hussie seems to have a habit of rambling on and on about nothing. he does it in his emails too.

all this to say, im sorry, but no, i dont want to stop. if it helps though, i can try to phrase my rants better so that they dont come across like i hate the comic or anything.

thanks for taking the time to reach out, btw.

[volosdarling]

Number 3 (What would their song to each other be?) and number 6 (What small quirks do they love about each other?) for VolIno with the ask game? :D - ⏰️

OMG I HAD THIS IN MY INBOX FOR SOOO LONG AND I KEPT FORGETTING TO ANSWER IT HELPPP IM SORRY orz

✨️ASK GAME✨️

3. What would their song to each other be?

✨️INO:

trust me IVE BEEN LOOKING FOR A SONG THAT DESCRIBES WHAT HE MEANS TO ME AND AS SOON AS I FIND IT I WILL POST IT! BUT THE SEARCH ISNT OVER YET!

✨️VOLO:

I ALREADY PUT THIS ON OUR LITTLE RELATIONSHIP MEME THINGY BUT ILL SAY IT AGAIN COS ITS A GOOD SONG (if youre unhinged a little)! Bernadette by IAMX IS LIKE VERY CLOSE TO HOW HE THINKS OF ME... YES IT SOUNDS LIKE EVIL CLOWN MUSIC BUT THATS JUST HOW IT IS WIth us

6. What small quirks do they love about each other?

✨️INO:

I LOVE THE WAY THAT HE DOES THE METRONOME FINGER MOTION WHEN HES EXCITEDLY TALKING ABOUT SOMETHING!!! its so cute when he does that i call him my togepi (audience groan). THIS IS WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT:

OK actually IN GENERAL I LIKE HOW HE GETS EXCITED ABOUT HIS INTERESTS I LOVE TO HEAR HIS THEORIES, TRANSLATIONS AND EXPLANATIONS!!

✨️VOLO:

ID IMAGINE WHEN WE FIRST MET HE REALLY THOUGHT MY STRANGE SAYINGS (AKA PHRASES FROM MODERN DAY LIKE IDK. "OHHHH NINE ELEVEN........." or "We need to kill this guy right now" ) WERE CHARMING AND WOULD PICK THEM UP FROM ME BUT LIKE IN THE STILTED GUY TRYING TO SOUND HIP AND COOL WAY. so im sorry for teaching volo nine eleven ITS NOT FUNNY but i cant stop saying it when something bad happens

[finitevoid]

soren thinks omegaverse is stupid. mpreg has potential but is also mostly just stupid. If he wrote mpreg fic himself he could make it so deep but he would never waste his valuable time actually contributing to a fandom. whatever art he makes he keeps to himself (so at the end of the day he is still wasting his valuable time just not posting it)

the impression i got from stefan in his support with soren in game wasnt that he didnt see merit in sorens relationship with ike. He more took issue with soren finding permanent community with beorc because the inevitable will happen (being branded becomes obvious when he doesnt age. and hes going to outlive ike. branded end up floating around different communities of beorc in isolation to hide being branded). he encouraged soren to leave ike and join him but soren was like wahhh and so stefan just leaves him with the When the time comes—and you will know when—ride to Grann Desert. Ominous

translating that to this au... stefans definitely pissed at soren about the whole thing but it doesnt sour his opinion of soren. Yes he does feel betrayed soren put a beorc above him and is VERY passive aggressive with soren the next time they meet but its cool. stefan is actually pretty chill with ike but you know. your people first. he thinks sorens relationship with ike and greil isnt sustainable but good for soren. he wont stop annoying soren about his branded revolution or whatever but he really doesnt have anything to back it up like he does in canon hes just the resident school shooter

stefans impression of almedha is a whole different matter. hes suspicious of her adopting soren after everyone assumed she abandoned soren. she actually lost custody of him because court deemed her mentally unfit to raise him (THEY HATE BROWN WOMEN EMOTING!!!). ashnard fought against her and wanted that baby so he didnt have to pay child support (hes legit stupid) but regretted it immediately so off soren goes to the system. sorry i have no idea how to translate the actual canon of ashnard disposing of infant soren for being weak and sickly and not a half dragon superbaby. i guess that too. he was an expensive faggot baby that had severe jaundice stefans also never seen a laguz even foster branded children so hes like What. What the fuck is happening. he really cant imagine a laguz having an amicable interaction with a branded but is further baffled by the fact shes not being straight forward about it. laguz when they have issues are overt about it and they ignore the existence of the branded to their face. adopting a kid to screw him over is like. such a beorc move. stefan cant comprehend any of this situation but doesnt trust it

soren gets into internet fights about race. hes pretty much an exclusionist because he scoffs at ace people saying theyre oppressed but he refuses to engage in tumblr discourse like that. He instead goes nuclear on tumblr about race and no ones happy. His blog really isnt centered around that its actually a fandom blog he just reblogs and then he gives his input occasionally in the tags and starts ww3 but only responds to people if he started ww3 about race or class. he used to have a political discourse (anti sjw???) blog when he was younger on tumblr but he got very annoyed with the userbase. arguing with them stopped being cathartic he does that on reddit now. he just enjoys being cruel on tumblr

remember that lore about soren using his branded status as an excuse to say the worst things ever on tumblr? Yeah that s all canon here. including ike stepping in

Why are these asks getting longer

also I KNOW THE JOKE but click on the #i hate it here tag. Look at the two posts. Was that intentional

No it was not intentional. I had no idea I’d used that phrasing twice. For the same joke. I guess I really do hate it here

they’re getting longer because you’re describing increasingly complex relationships

anyway. I’m still confused on how the whole “he’s going to die before you’re middle aged” thing translates into a modern au. Is he just generally mistrustful of beorc intentions towards branded people . Like why does he think it’s not sustainable? because he thinks soren needs to be with his own people ?

Stefans position on almedha is understandable given the circumstances. He’s not in a position where he can assume good intentions. particularly not from someone he thinks has betrayed soren once before

Is soren going to join his revolution in tje future or is he just like egh

Also you could have it that ashnard wanted the money but he also wanted soren to like be his heir. Inherent whayever expi you’re using for being the ruler of a country (municipal politician lol? Large business owner?) and then soren is a sickly kid or something so he just dumps him off on the system because he wanted a strong man to be his heir or whatever

middle school soren having an anti sjw tumblr blog is so easy to imagine it’s hilarious actually. I’m glad he’s having fun in fandom . Im glad that lore about him being evil online applies here I think it’s perfect. Ikr knows he’s starting ww3 on tunvlr because he spends all day tapping at his phone and when not will start unprompted talking about horseshoe theory or something