#sorry this is so lengthy

[t-u-i-t-c]

Hi, a friend sent me you post about overthinking stuff with the tags about Enter's nails because they remembered me, a maniac, talking about Enter's nails before. I was wondering if you were aware of the actual reason behind Enter's nail change or if you would be interested to know, Enter fan to Enter fan?

I have read a few interviews and most of the blog posts from the Go-Busters run (which can be read on Toei's website), and while I have not seen the change in nails discussed, it does seem to have been a deliberate decision (i.e. not just the nails growing out normally).

The reasoning for such a decision may be related to some tropes commonly associated with villains, such as Femme Fatalons, Evil is Angular or other villainous tropes. Although the specifically named tropes are not listed under the TV Tropes guide for Go-Busters for Enter, I feel they could apply. I also believe there are quite a few other tropes that could apply under other characteristic changes that coincide with the nail change, but I do not want to get off topic.

Minor Go-Busters Spoilers Below

Along the line of following tropes, I am also saying this seems deliberate as the timing of the change correlates with an event in which Enter was altered, and there was a shift from Messiah being the primary antagonist to Enter being the primary antagonist. In such cases, tropes like the ones above may become more apparent than before or first appear.

To clarify what I mean with his nails changing, here’s some images to clear it up:

Here’s his nails in episode 1:

Here are his nails in episode 32 (note that they seem to be fake as they look a bit separated from the natural nail bed, which indicates to me that the nails are a design choice):

Also, note how Femme Fatalons covers fake nails, but as these are never canonically said to be fake I am unsure of the validity of it falling under the trope.

I went back to look at this again to confirm some things, and it actually seems that his right hand’s nails were slightly shorter than his left, at least for a period. This may or may not be intentional, as a lot of shots where it is noticeable are not close-up shots like the ones above:

Basically, it seems pretty clear that Enter uses his hands a lot when he speaks, moves from one place to another using his avatar abilities, and even when he fights (see his battles with Hiromu and how he wields his weapon). With this in mind, it is possible to infer that decisions regarding his nails would be deliberate and may or may not have meaning. It could just be to look cool, to follow tropes, to contribute to the visual representations of shifts in mindset/position from a storytelling perspective, or for any number of other reasons. All I know is I think it is a neat little detail that really fits in with his character presentation.

[hhjs]

WTF why are guys SOOO shitty? like why do their egos have to be so fucking fragile that they can't even handle their girl having friends other than them, doesnt matter if it's a guy friend 😔 you did the right thing Amal by dumping your ex's controlling ass

yeah seriously!!! it’s such a common manipulative tactic, like idk how to describe it’s like paralysing your partner, if the man constantly bars you from talking to your friends, he’ll make you solely depend on him??? like it’ll make you feel like you need him so you cant break it off, when thats not true at all???? like try harder im a brown girl i’ll be a doormat at no cost

thank u sm sweetheart ❤️💕🥺😭

[somniiari]

1, 3, and 7~?

1. What was your favorite Nat 1 Experience?

So my tiefling monk has this cursed “Ring of Lust” he got of off a terrible eldritch monster, which gives +5 Cha to rolls against the gender they’re attracted to, but -5 to rolls against the gender(s) they’re not attracted to (if the wearer is bi/pan, they don��t get the benefit OR the penalty). My boy is gay.

Immediately after attaining the ring, he tried to convince our (lady) bard to stop messing with a potentially dangerous artifact. I rolled a Nat 1 on persuasion, resulting in a -4. My monk didn’t say words, he just made a weird gargling noise.

Insult to injury, our support NPC bard rolled a 30 on persuasion to do the same thing.

3. Favorite Item Your Character received in D&D?

The ring’s a good one because it leads to some ridiculous RP, but my actual favorite has to be this book called the “Aegis Grimoire”. In our campaign, there’s kind of a fantasy equivalent to the SCP Foundation called the Arca Aegis. The Grimoire was taken off a dead operative, and it’s basically a database off all the strange monsters/objects/etc that the Aegis knows of. However, you can only read about things you’ve seen; the rest of the book is gibberish until you encounter more. Still, you get advantage on history and intelligence checks relating to that paranormal stuff after you (attempt) to read it the first time.

But I LOVE lore, especially the creepy, fantasy SCP-ish lore my DM is building so even though I’ve only had that item for 2 sessions and only have 2 entries so far I already cherish it.

7. Dumbest thing You & Your Party Did

At one point, we were traveling between towns and came across a small caravan. We stealthed to the side of the road to let them pass, but they stopped anyway. We panicked, and our fighter/rogue stepped out with his hands up, and I followed. We meant to convince them we meant no trouble, but they accused us of being spies from a neighboring kingdom and would not hear us out. The guards started attacking us. 

We kept trying to persuade them to leave us alone, but as we were doing so our dragonborn rogue snuck around to try and take the one lady in the carriage hostage.

Long story short, the guard captain turned into a half-dragon and the lady cast an 8th (or 9th?) level spell on the dragonborn, paralyzing him for a number of hours. We grabbed him, threw him on our horse and booked it as the caravan decided that was enough and just left.

Our DM told us they had just stopped for water and he was gonna let us eavesdrop for lore, but we were idiots and if he hadn’t been kind we would’ve TPK’d.

[oumacritical]

Asks

Okay due to an increased number of asks I’d like to answer a question I’m sure a few of you have...why haven’t you answered my ask?

Reason 1

I’ve gotten it and I promise I’ll get to it I just need to find a funny answer.

Reason 2

Tumblr ate the ask

Reason 3

I intentionally didn’t post it.

I want to give my reasoning as to why I don’t post some asks.

Reason A

They’re weird, creepy and/or off topic. This is subjective obviously as I’ve answered many non-Ouma related asks however if you send me something like this:

I’m not going to answer it. Just period which by the way I’ve received two of these so anon please stop.

Reason B

It’s making fun of somebody or is discourse related. I’m not here for any of that so just don’t.

Reason C

They’re too NSFW. Joke NSFW is funny every once in a while however I don’t even use that kind of humor anymore in fact I hardly did in the first place. I’d say the Ouma sex ask was almost over the line. So just keep it low.

Reason D

They were personal questions about me , the mod. My identity isn’t confidential it’s just that this isn’t the place for it. Yeah sure you can argue this blog is personality driven but in the end it’s really not. If you do want to talk to me about me (or just talk in general) then talk to me on discord, hell you can even PM me. Don’t worry I won’t bite! Here’s the link if you’ve been looking: https://discord.gg/qRhwxtp

Anyway that’s all. I’ll probably link this in the FAQ (at long last it has an actual reason to exist) have fun y’all!

~mod

[escapismportal]

I need some advice. So I am a closeted bisexual and I want to come out to my friends and boyfriend. My friends, I know, would accept me because they were cool with me coming out as ace. My boyfriend on the other hand, I am pretty scared to come out to. He was a little weary on me being ace in the future but he was cool on me being ace in the present. So I guess I'm just worried he will focus on my more gay side I guess, than of my straight? And for extra context he is straight.

oh gosh, I don’t know how long this has been in my inbox, but I just got home from a long road trip, so pardon if this is a little jumbled and all over the place!

firstly, I’m really sorry about your situation, my friend! coming out is hard and it’s a process that never really stops, so I can understand your situation!

but I’m gonna be quite honest with you here and give you some tough love: if your boyfriend set off red flags about your sexuality you shouldn’t continue to date him. I mean, the way I see it, sexualities are kind of like allergies (which is not to say they are bad, but they’re things you don’t choose and things that affect how you live so bear with me here). if you told someone you had a peanut allergy and they said “but I really like peanuts so I’m just going to keep making foods with peanuts in them” then you wouldn’t want to hang out with that person, right?

so okay, that’s one scenario, but you’re in a very specific situation. your current boyfriend essentially told you “you being ace fine now, but I don’t know how I’ll feel about that in the future” as far as you’ve said. which I imagine is a situation of “he might want to have sex with you in the future and you’re not down for that necessarily.” now consider someone said that to you about a very serious allergy you had. “fine, I won’t expose you to your allergy now, but in the future, if I decide I want to eat peanuts, I’m going to make you eat them with me.” that sounds. pretty fucked up, right? right.

ANYWAY, if you don’t feel like you can trust your boyfriend enough to tell him that you’re bi. if you feel like he’s going to make fun of you, mock you, make you uncomfortable, or otherwise make you feel Othered because of your sexuality. if you think he’s going to try and invalidate your ace-ness because of it. or any, all, or something else in between, of these things: do not trust him and dump him.

trust me, there will be other people. there will be so many wonderful people you will meet in your life that will be understanding and friendly and everything you need them to be. it may not be now, and that’s okay. you don’t have to be in a relationship to feel whole, you are a whole person already. you are a full 1,000 piece jigsaw puzzle and you will have such a good time exploring each and every piece. and it’s going to be so much harder to explore if you have someone else trying to jam pieces where they don’t belong. surround yourself with good friends (it sounds like you have, congratulations! they sound lovely!), explore the hobbies you love, and focus on yourself before you worry about making someone else happy by being something your not.

and congrats on wanting to come out, you’re super brave! bi kid solidarity!

[rapmonphile]

HALLO! can i request a reaction where you fight with bts and he say something hurtful but with fluffy ending please :)

hello! thanks for your request, i enjoyed this a lot and i’m rly sorry this took so long,, i’m a slow writer

Jin

“Well. If that’s how you really feel, then maybe we need to take a break from each other.”

You couldn’t fucking believe it. Was he really saying what you thought he was?

Your head began to spin and you could feel yourself starting to panic. You needed to get out of there. You grabbed your keys and a jacket and ran out of your apartment as fast as your legs would carry you, not bothering to shut the door behind you. You kept going for a block or two before stopping next to a convenience store, sitting down on the bench outside and holding your head in your hands.

How could this be happening?? You couldn’t even remember what you’d been fighting about. Something stupid, you were sure of that. You’d lost your temper and blown up at Jin, and now he wanted to break up, and holy shit, what were you supposed to do now? He was the only man you’d ever loved, the only one you could ever imagine yourself being with. You’d been planning to get married. How could you have fucked up the one thing that had managed to go right in your life?

You felt a hand on your shoulder.

“Hey, what the –!”  Fuck.

Jin was standing in front of you, looking as pitiful as you’d ever seen him.

“Y/n……please listen to me. I need you to know that I didn’t mean what I said back at the apartment. I knew I didn’t mean it before I was even finished saying it. You’re the woman I want to marry. I don’t even know what I would do if I lost you. Please. Please forgive me.” 

“Please say you’ll stay with me.” His voice wavered as he looked down at you, pleadingly.

You couldn’t stop crying. You couldn’t bring yourself to care. All you could do was nod.

Jin breathed a long, shaky breath out, a look of pure relief breaking out on his face. Pulling you towards him, he wrapped you in a hug so tight you could barely breathe. You never wanted him to let go.

Namjoon

“Don’t you understand how important this is to me? There’s more to my life than just us, you know!”

Namjoon had spent the better part of the past four weeks at the recording studio. He was there when you got up for work in the morning, he was there when you went to bed at night, and you hardly ever saw him on the weekends. Sometimes he didn’t even come home to sleep; he just spent the night on the old couch at his studio. The most intimate you’d been with each other in the last month was a quick kiss when Namjoon was on his way out the door.

And yeah, you understood why he was doing this. You understood that he wanted to finish recording his mixtape as soon as possible, and you also understood that something deep inside of him was nagging at him to make it perfect. You admired how hard he was working, and you wanted to support him the whole way through.

You just missed him. You missed sleeping with his arm slung over you. You missed eating at your favorite Mexican place with him. You missed kissing him when he’d just gotten out of the shower and smelled like soap and peppermint shampoo.

So, when he said those words to you? It stung. It stung because he didn’t understand why you were upset. Even more so, it stung because you knew he thought you were being selfish.

At a loss for words, all you could do was stand there, staring at Namjoon with tears welling up in your eyes, your mouth half open in disbelief. Namjoon’s face softened instantly, and you could see that he regretted saying what he did.

“Oh….fuck. Aw, no, y/n, please don’t cry. Shit. I didn’t mean that at all. You know I didn’t. You mean more to me than anything. I just…..I’ve been working towards this for so long. And it’s like…I’m almost there. It’s so close.”

You swallowed, hard. “I know that. And I’m so excited for you. So, so excited and so, so proud of you. I just miss you. I miss us.”

Namjoon stepped closer, slipping his hands around your waist. “Oh, god y/n…..I miss you too. Really.” He let out a shaky breath. “I’m gonna try harder to make more time for us.“

He slid a hand farther down your back, grinning down at you cheekily. 

“How does right now sound?”

Yoongi

“I said I don’t want to fucking talk about it!!”

You froze. Yoongi had never raised his voice at you like that. Sure, you’d seen him get mad before. Sometimes he even got mad at you. But you had never seen him like this.

You didn’t like it.

Tears stinging at the corners of your eyes, you turned on your heel and went straight to your bedroom, locking the door after you. Leaning against the wall, you ran your hands through your hair, willing yourself not to let the tears fall.

You knew you shouldn’t have pushed him. He’d been so stressed out lately from work, and you’d thought that if you could just get him to talk about it, he would feel better. Usually, Yoongi would give in and vent to you about whatever was bothering him, but this time he just… lost it. He’d never talked to you like that before, and it really upset you.

You heard a soft knock on the door to your bedroom.

“……….Y/n?” 

Of course it was Yoongi.

He knocked again, a little louder this time. “Y/n, please open the door. We need to talk.”

Hesitantly, you unlocked the door and sat down on the bed. A beat later, Yoongi entered the room, rubbing his neck sheepishly. You turned your tear-stained face toward him, not looking him in the eye. Yoongi looked visibly upset at seeing that he’d made you cry.

“Can I sit down?” he asked. You nodded, and he moved to sit next to you on the bed. You could tell that he was being deliberately gentle.

A few moments passed before Yoongi finally spoke. “Y/n….. I’m really sorry.” He took a deep breath before continuing, “I should never have yelled at you like that. I don’t know what the fuck’s wrong with me. I don’t know, maybe it’s the lack of sleep, or the late hours at work, or the pressure of this new album – anyway. I know it doesn’t matter. I was way out of line. And I want you to know that I’d never hurt you on purpose. I’m so sorry, y/n.”

You sniffled. “Yoongi. It’s okay. I know you really didn’t mean it. And,” you paused, looking at him pointedly, “I know it’s never going to happen again.”

He nodded, looking serious, but relieved all the same. “Thank you, jagi. I love you so much.” He wrapped an arm around you, pulling you to his chest.

Hoseok

“That’s the problem with you! All you ever do is shut me out!”

Your depression had been flaring up again. In the past when you were feeling low, all you wanted was to be alone in your room. Sometimes you’d do nothing for days at a time. It was how you coped, even though it didn’t seem to really make anything better.

As much as it killed you to admit it, deep down, you knew that Hoseok was right. You did shut people out. You were fiercely independent, often to a fault, and Hoseok was earnestly helpful in the same way.  Hoseok always noticed when you were feeling like this. He could be incredibly perceptive when it came to you. When it seemed like you were in a bad place again, he would do everything he could to make you feel better. it was sweet, but it could also be really fucking annoying. All you wanted to do right now was be left alone! Why couldn’t he see that?

You felt terrible for pushing Hoseok away, but you felt even worse that he’d pointed it out to you. Who was he to tell you how you should be feeling? And why couldn’t he stop trying to help for five seconds?

You heard the glass door that led to the balcony of your apartment slide open behind you. You didn’t need to look to know that it was Hoseok.

“Hey.” You didn’t respond.

“So… I know you’re irritated with me, and I know you want to be alone. But, hear me out for just like, thirty seconds.” You hummed, letting him know you were listening.

Hoseok took a deep breath. “I’m sorry for accusing you of shutting me out. It wasn’t fair of me to say that. I know you’re going through a really rough time right now. But listen, jagiya. It kills me to see you hurting like this. But I really think that if you would let me go through this with you, together, it would help you. I just want to be by your side, through the good and the bad.”

You felt like such an ass. Hoseok really did care about you.

You still wouldn’t look at him, but this time it was to hide the tears forming in your eyes. It was no use, though. Hoseok moved closer to you, wrapping you in a big bear hug from behind. You melted into him, letting his touch comfort you. “Okay,” you whispered. “I’ll let you in.”

Jimin

“If you like him so much, why don’t you date him instead?”

You couldn’t believe Jimin would even pull this shit on you.

You’d just been promoted at your new job, and one of your coworkers had offered to treat you to drinks tonight to celebrate. Now, normally this wouldn’t be a problem, except it just so happened that this coworker was a man. (A married man, to be specific, whose wife worked in the same office as the two of you and trusted her husband to make friends like a big boy. What a novel concept.)

“Okay, you know what, Jimin? I guess I just won’t go tonight. I guess I’ll just miss out on my plans to celebrate my new job because you’re feeling jealous.” The sarcasm in your voice was practically tangible.

Throwing your purse down, you stormed down the hallway towards your and Jimin’s bedroom.

“And, by the way, Jimin? He’s married. His wife works with us. Do you really think I would cheat on you? And with a married man, no less. But it’s nice to know that you don’t trust me.” You finally reached the end of the hallway, entering the bedroom and slamming the door.

God. How could Jimin even accuse you of something this ridiculous? He knew that you loved him, that you were in love with him. You couldn’t believe he would blow something this insignificant out of proportion like this.

You were just kicking off your heels when you heard the door to your bedroom open. You turned around to see Jimin standing in the doorway, looking hesitant.

“Jimin, I am seriously not in the mood to hear whatever you have to say right now –”

“Y/n, I’m sorry.” Jimin cut you off. “I was an ass. I didn’t know the guy was married, but that’s not even what matters right now.” He took a few steps, bridging the gap between you.

Looking into your eyes, Jimin continued. “I’m sorry I made you think I don’t trust you, because that’s not it, I just….I don’t know. I’m scared you’re going to find someone you like better than me. I dunno. I think about it a lot.”

Your heart was breaking.

“Jimin….I love you. I want to wake up next to you every day for the rest of my life. There’s never going to be anyone else for me.” Placing a hand behind his head, you pulled him in to you and just barely touched your lips to his, hoping to reassure him.

Jimin let out a breathy sigh. “I love you, y/n. Now….get outta here,” he said, handing you your heels.

You hesitated. “Are you sure you’re okay with this?”

Jimin nodded, looking serious. “For real, y/n. Go, have fun! Besides…..” he paused to wink at you. “I’ll be here waiting for you when you get home.”

Taehyung

“I’m just not ready for that right now, okay? Stop trying to move so fast!”

You really didn’t expect Taehyung to react this way when you mentioned going to your parents’ house for Christmas this year. 

You’d been together for almost a year and he still hadn’t met your family, despite the countless offers you’ve made to introduce him. You didn’t understand what the problem was; you’d met his family on several occasions and even had lunch with his sister now and then. They were as sweet as could be, and you loved them. You wanted Taehyung to have that kind of relationship with your own family, but every time you brought it up, he became visibly nervous and changed the subject.

Little did Taehyung know, you’d decided that this Christmas would be it. You had already called your parents to let them know, and they were so excited to finally meet the man who made their daughter so happy. You couldn’t wait to surprise Taehyung with the news.

Let’s just say he didn’t take it as well as you’d planned.

Taehyung completely freaked out. “Y/n, oh my god, we’ve talked about this! You said we were going to wait before visiting your parents!”

This made you even more exasperated than you already were. “No, Tae, you know what? We haven’t talked about it. You have never once given me an actual reason why you don’t want to come home with me! Are we not serious?! Do you not want to be a part of my family, like the way I am with yours?”

Taehyung’s huffy expression disappeared, and was replaced by one of slight embarrassment. “That’s the problem,” he muttered.

“What?” you asked, confused.

Taehyung looked up at the ceiling. “I’m afraid that they won’t like me, okay?” he said quietly. “I’m loud, and too hyper, and not serious enough. I’m worried they won’t think I’m enough of an adult to be with their daughter.”

You thought you could feel your heart shattering into a million pieces. “Oh….Tae.” That was all you could say. You opened your arms, feeling Taehyung lean into you, just letting you hold him.

“Taehyung…..they’re going to love you, because I love you. But if you don’t give them the chance, you’ll never find out. Please, do this for me. Please come home with me for Christmas.” A few beats passed before you heard a muffled “……Okay.” against your shoulder.

Jungkook

“I don’t have to consult you every time I want to do something!”

It was after two in the morning when you finally heard Jungkook unlock the door to the apartment you shared. You were laying in bed staring at the ceiling, unable to sleep without Jungkook beside you.

Jungkook opened the door to your bedroom, his movements slow and deliberate. He probably thought you were sleeping.

“Where have you been?” Your voice startled Jungkook, causing him to run into the wall.

“Ow! Y/n, you scared me!” Rubbing his arm from where he’d bumped the doorframe, he continued, “I was out with the boys. It’s Yoongi’s birthday.”

You crossed your arms. “Why didn’t you tell me you were going to be out so late?”

Jungkook huffed. “Um? Sorry, I didn’t realize you were the boss of me? Am I not allowed to hang out with my friends anymore?”

You couldn’t believe what he was saying. “Holy shit Jungkook, I’m not mad that you went out with your friends! I’m mad because you weren’t answering your phone! I’m mad because you didn’t even think to let me know you’d be out this late! I was worried sick about you! And if you don’t get that, I guess you really just don’t understand me.” Grabbing your pillow and a throw blanket, you went into the hallway. “I’m sleeping on the couch tonight.”

You lay on the couch, feeling lonely and a little cold. Was Jungkook really accusing you of being controlling? You didn’t care what Jungkook did as long as you knew he was safe. You never told him to blow off the boys to spend time with you. You loved them as much as he did, and you even joined them sometimes. You were only mad because you were worried that something had happened to Jungkook tonight.

Soft footsteps padded down the hallway. You felt the opposite end of the couch sink.

“……Y/n?” It was Jungkook.

“Hey, y/n, listen.” You didn’t move to look at him, but Jungkook knew you were listening. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you where I was tonight. We didn’t even think we were gonna be out that late. I should have called you.” He hesitated.

“And I’m also sorry that I called you controlling. I know you aren’t. You’re so good to me. I’m so sorry I made you worry.”

Sitting up from your makeshift bed on the couch, you leaned into Jungkook. “It’s okay,” you said. “I may have overreacted a little bit. I know you won’t do it again.”

Jungkook kissed your forehead. “Thanks for being so sweet, y/n. Now…..” He got to his feet, picking you up bridal-style. “How about we get you back into the bedroom?”

[tispityhesawhore]

Halloween was great!

I went to a house party with my sister at first and it was quite awkward because I didn’t really know anybody there and I forgot to bring my own cup and I was too shy to go up and get a cup to start drinking so I snapchatted Anthony and he said for me to go over to his. So, I was on my way there and then he told me they were having a house party and I was like, ‘oh god’. There was a lot of people there and I was too awkward to go in at first so I was stood outside for a little while speaking to some people and then Anthony came running out of the house and he kissed me in front of his friends and I was like, ‘ 🙈’. So I ended up spending my Halloween with a big group of nerds from the League of Legends, Anime, and Gaming societies lmao.

He was really drunk lmao. Then we were just sitting on the stairs talking and he got me to try some drinks and he went off for like ten minutes and made me a drink using absinthe and peppermint tea and it was really lovely! Then we were sitting in his housemate’s room with other people and he put his arm around me and we cuddled and he was resting his head on my shoulder and it was really cute. He wanted to go out to one of the clubs after that but when we walked down there, the queue was huge so we went back to his.

When we got back, we went up to his room to check on the dog, and at this point, Anthony was so fucking smashed oh my god. He was just lying on his bed in his underwear because he couldn’t find his pyjama bottoms so I had to help him and then he was like, ‘c’m’here I want a cuddle’, and that was really cute and he was just saying nonsense. Then we ordered pizza and sat there watching ‘Rick and Morty’ for ages (the pizza took like, almost two hours to arrive omfg). And then he started dozing off and he held my hand and I felt kinda bad because I really needed to pee and wash my face paint off but I didn’t want to stop holding his hand :c He’s a really heavy sleeper but he’s so cute  🙈

I didn’t get back to my flat until almost 3:30pm because we were just chilling and watching YouTube videos lol. It was a nice night and I’m glad I spent my Halloween with him, even if he was completely pissed. 

I think I need to stop being so paranoid with him. I really like him and I’m hoping me and my stupid self doesn’t fuck things up with him. I keep overthinking things, like why he doesn’t speak to me that much when we’re not together but he’s really involved with the university and stuff so everytime I start overthinking, there is a valid reason for him not speaking. I need to stop. I wish I didn’t fall so quickly for him but it’s too late now and things are how they are.

[togashimiko]

honestly it’s so draining when boys only talk to me to jump right into a relationship. you aren’t going to woo me by calling me cutie every 2 texts, by telling me you like coffee, or by pestering me about my past relationships ike this is going to go anywhere right away. no, you gotta intrigue me and make me wanna talk to you. talk about my interests and yours, tell me funny stories, tell me jokes, flirt with me and be sarcastic make it fun to text you. not a dry 21 question convo where i dont care and its obvious you have no interest as me as a person but more so me as your potential girlfriend.

[kentucking]

feelin p agitated bc there are a bunch of pissbabies ranting at people who like mink bc the pissbabies think they are the representation and sole voice of abuse survivors so ima rant a bit under the cut//

[sosaywefrakkinall]

What is the strangest thing you’ve done to embarrass someone?

First I will preface this story with the fact I was a complete asshole from the years 2009-2010. No excuse for this, but it happened.

So at my school (it was public) there was this once a month deal where a religious leader from the community was allowed to come in and stand around at lunch and if we invited him/her to talk to us they were allowed to "evangelize" or whatever they wished. Well one particular day that my friends priest was there also happened to be a day where the lunch monitor acccused us (my friend and I) of cutting in line. Here's the thing- WE LITERALLY NEVER CUT. I hated when people did that- I mean everyone else obviously wants to get their lunch too, what makes you so special? Ya know? Well anywho we were accused of cutting after we let one of our friends who was one behind us, take our spot so she could finish early as she needed to go take a test during the lunch period. We tried to explain but the lunch monitor told us that we were lying and she could look at the security camera and prove it. I told her(respectfully) to go ahead. She told my friend and I we had to be last to get out lunch now. So my asshole self decided to make a HUGE deal out of it. I walked away from the line and said directly to the priest "Whelp you can just label me a marytr now! I know exactly how Jesus felt! What's my cross you may ask- to be persecuted for crimes I did not commit." The preist was giving the lunch monitor looks and she got all embarrassed and all the other kids told her we didn't cut. So she recanted and told us that we could go get our lunch. I strode up very slowly and said overly loud " But Gail we aren't last! How is this justice? Don't you need to see the tapes first?" She got really embarrassed because she was wrong and I turned into a hero. But now I realize I was just an asshole. The end.