#welp my two cents

[symphonyofsilence]

“Believe it or not, you don't have any choices anyway.”

[martyrbat]

no one cares but imo. literally why does it matter if someone goes to a club or not lol

i dont live anywhere near them, im poor and live in a very rural and isolated area and i have shit that makes clubs in general not ideal. social anxiety, autism and sensory issues, photosensitive epilepsy, physical disabilities, immunocompromised. it doesn't matter, i shouldn't have to justify or explain why im 9/10 never going to a club and that im fine with it

but some people throwing around its a crucial life event/rite of passage to adulthood is gross. for people like me, its a giant health risk and something i CANT do. making it sound like youre missing out on life for not participating in something is just gross and feels slightly ableist, even if you have good intentions and thats not where its coming from.

also like... i promise someone having anxiety and being kinda pressured/internalizing that shame and going to a social thing where theyre told theyre supposed to be enjoying themselves is almost a full guarantee it'll just make it worse. you can easily say ‘i love clubbing, here's some things that may make it easier for others to try it’ or whatever. like making it more inviting and less intimidating is 1000% better than just bashing someone for not going lmao

[wasawattpadkid]

Housewife

Part - 4

Summery: Billy and Stu have been planning these murders for quite some time. Everything is going to plan until you show up. What happens when they meet someone who is just as mentally deluded as they are?

Pairing: poly!ghostface x fem!reader

Warnings for this series: murder, blood, smut (will be more in depth on smut chapters), power dynamics, a dash of sexism, knives, stalking, perverse behavior, cheating, hinting masturbation

Part 1

"This is my favorite outfit so far." Tatum clapped as you spun around. The outfit in question was a checkered skirt matched with a sleeveless mock turtleneck top. Thankfully the stockings you bought yesterday had yet to fail. You kicked up your white go go boot striking a pose for a laugh. "This whole style choice of yours is dick repellent." Randy said, opening up his granola bar. You snatched it from him taking a bite. "You'll have to give me some tips then because I'm pretty sure you get more dick than all of us combined. And that's including Stu so that says something." Stu pointed at you surprised at the sudden dig. "How'd you know?" He said making the group laugh harder. Randy grabbed his granola bar back not caring you had just eaten part of it. You laid down on the concrete resting your head on Randy's lap.

"Since when did you two get so close?" Stu asked knowing about how hostile yesterday was. "Since I found out she's a lesbian." Randy joked. Billy looked at you seemingly to give the idea some thought. "She can do whatever she wants to it's a free country, as long as she invites me to watch." Stu said and Tatum shook her head. "Me and Randall here made up in 2nd period. He's not so bad when he's not babbling on about shitty horror movies."

Randy stands up knocking your head forward. "Okay which is better Texas Chainsaw Massacre the 1974 original or Aliens the 1979 original?" Billy scrunched up his nose like that was even a question. "Texas Chainsaw Massacre no contest." Billy spoke and Stu echoed his answer. Even Tatum put her two cents in. "Leather face is in Texas Chainsaw Massacre right?" Stu nodded. "Oh then that movie." Everyone looked at Sydney to give the last answer. "Don't look at me I haven't seen either of them." Billy laid back down mimicking your position.

"Aliens is by far a better choice because-" Stu started throwing grapes at him not missing a single shot. "Booooo!" You laughed at Stu happy to know the crowd agreed with you. "Told ya." You chimed as Randy sat back down. "What are you two doing tonight?" Sydney asked Stu and Billy. "Probably chill at my place, watch some movies. Why you wanna come?" She shook her head. "I was just curious." Sydney said picking at her nails. "Welp I'm going to split. If I don't see ya have a good weekend." You waved them off as you went back into the school. Walking the halls you headed towards the nearest bathroom.

You propped your purse up on the sink pulling a compact out. Funny enough the bags under your eyes seemed softer than they've been in months. "You sure are in a good mood today." Billy said as Stu locked the door. You jumped at his voice clutching imaginary pearls. "Did we scare you?" Stu asked leaning on Billy. "What gave it away Sherlock?" You closed the compact sliding it back in your purse. "You two shouldn't be in here." Stu bent down to check under the stalls. "Relax we're the only ones here." He said standing back up. "Still, being a girl in a bathroom with two guys that have girlfriends isn't really a good look for me."

"It's not like we're going to have our way with you." Billy watched your body tense up at Stu's words. "Unless you'd want that of course." You were uncomfortable. You'd like to say you trusted them but you'd only known them for 3 days. "Lay off man." Billy shrugged his friend arm off his shoulder before talking again. "We just came in here to ask about tonight. I'm running by the video store after school, what movie do you want to watch?" You calmed down just a little seeing Stu smile at you. It was genuine not one with two meanings behind it.

"Any movie? Or are you wanting horror movies?" Stu hopped up sitting on the sink. "We're watching Christine first." Billy looked at him then back to you. "Whatever you want to watch." It was a risk. He wouldn't sit though some boring ass chick flick. Not even for you. He's seen one too many with Sydney. "Have you seen Ferris Bueller's day off?" Both the boys shook thier head. "Are you being serious? It's one of the best movies ever." You said shocked. They highly doubted that but they let you have your moment.

You and the boys made plans for tonight. Billy would stop by the video store to pick up Christine, Ferris Bueller's day off, and he refused to tell you what he picked out. Saying "it's a surprise." You volunteered to cook dinner. They argued saying they could live off popcorn but you wouldn't allow it. Anyone staying at your house would be having a home cooked meal. Stu was simply bringing himself and a deck of cards.

The bell rang and you quickly shoved your school supplies in your locker leaving them for the Monday to come. "Are you ready to have your mind blown?" Stu's hands blew away from his head as he stuck his tongue out faking an explosion. "I doubt your little movie is that good. But I'll give you the benefit of the doubt." Stu tried to hold hands with you which you quickly shut down. "If you're worried about Tatum and Syd they're both already gone. Dewy picked them up." You were worried about them. You were also worried about that giddy feeling crawling back up your chest. "I'm not worried I'm appalled. I'm not some cheap whore you know?" You walked backwards for a second to catch his reaction.

"I'm well aware of that Ms. Crocker." The two of you cracked jokes and had playful banter as you made it to your car. "Do I get to pick music this time?" With the puppy like expression on his face he already knew your answer. "Sure but you're not going to like the options." You both slid into the car, Stu going straight for the glove box. "Elvis, Beatles, Boston, the Bee Gees? Really?" You looked at him with a smile. "Don't shit on the Bee Gees." You said holding back a laugh. The car pulled out of the parking lot heading straight to your place. "I care about you but we've got to do something about this." He held up a Carpenters tape with a look of shame on his face. "Most of these aren't even mine okay?" He simply hummed with doubt.

"Whatever you say Betty." He grabbed one tape pushing it into the tape deck. "This, I can get behind." He said confident in his selection. "What'd you pick-" Stu's finger rested on your lips. "Shh let it play." You swatted his hand away with a smile. Space Oddity began playing to your surprise. "I learn something new about you everyday." You said as he began singing the words as horribly as he could. He might be a little on the annoying side but he sure could make you laugh. At some point you chimed in. You both sang the songs together laughing at each other back and forth. Stu wasn't so bad.

"Put the tape back where you got it." He said "yes ma'am" as he slid it back into the glove compartment. You clicked the garage door open and slowly pulled your car in. The car became quiet once you pulled out the key. You closed the garage door, you and Stu hopping out at the same time. "Make sure to take your shoes off before you go in." You slipped off your boots carrying them inside. "Just bring your shoes up to my room." Stu didn't want to fuck this up but you made it too easy for him to make jokes. "You're taking me to your bedroom?" He said as cheesey as humanly possible. Before you could come up with a snarky response he pushed you out of the way.

"Holy shit this place is ugly!" Your face dropped as you closed the garage door. "I love it!" He exclaimed walking to the kitchen. "Is that a compliment?" You asked genuinely confused. Stu paused for a moment sniffing the air. "What is that smell?" You chuckled at his concern. "It's the pot roast." Confusion painted his face. "You started cooking this morning?" You smiled sheepishly. "Well yeah I knew you two were coming over." He might've just fell in love with you. "Come on let's put our shoes up and get dinner done before Billy gets here."

Stu looked all around not being able to look at one thing for too long. "Woah this is your room?" He admired the posters on your wall first. "The one and only." You grabbed his shoes sitting them up on the rack next to yours. "You like these movies?" He asked like you had them up there just to start conversations. "Of course I like them. That's kinda why I bought the posters."

Stu had to revaluate everything he thought about you. "You know your place reminds me of Dazed and Confused." You lit up at the name. "Oh my God I love that movie!" Stu took a second to really look at you. He thought you were hot from the second he saw you. That feeling hasn't changed any but there's definitely more to it. "I saw it in theaters like 4 times. You know you don't have such bad taste after all." You fake gasped. "I have amazing taste you just wait."

"Speaking of taste I've got to get started on dinner." He followed you to the kitchen with a question. "Isn't it already done?" He must not cook a lot. "The roast is yes but I've got to make mashed potatoes to go with it. Oh and do you want Macaroni and cheese or green beans?" He was definitely in love with you. "Why are you doing all this?" He asked his voice kind of sad. Stu really hadn't been a priority or even cared for, for a very long time. "Because you and Billy are my guests and I'll be damned if you leave here without having a good meal. Now Mac and cheese or green beans?"

Billy pulled into the driveway slowly as to not attract attention. It would be his ass if Sydney and Tatum saw his car over at your house. Before he could knock he stopped to listen to the sound of your laughter paired with Stu's. It was a pleasant sound but he couldn't help but feel a little jealous. His knuckles made contact with the wood alerting you and Stu both. "I'll get it. Keep stirring the mashed potatoes so they don't stick." Billy knocked once more. He wasn't very patient. "I'm coming!" You opened the door waving Billy inside. "Where's your coat it's freezing out there?" It was then he realized he left his jacket in the car. There was no way that unbuttoned flannel and white t-shirt was providing him any warmth.

"Hey buddy!" Stu waved from the kitchen. "I need you to open the garage so I can pull my car in." You made a stirring motion to Stu noticing he stopped. "Yeah give me one sec." You said to Billy as you opened the door to the garage. Clicking the button on the wall the door slowly lifted up. "Thanks babe." He said as he walked to his car. "Babe?" You whispered as your chest grew tight. "Betty help it's bubbling!" Stu shouted your nickname. You shook your head walking back into the house. "The heats too high." Slowly you turned the knob and the bubbling stopped. "Have you tried some yet?"

"No." He said but the small dot of mashed potatoes on his nose said other wise. Your thumb swiped off the food from his face and he knew he'd been caught. You wiped your hands on your apron. "Was it good?" He dipped his finger in the pot pointing it towards you. "Try it." He tried to smear it on your face but you wouldn't let him. "No!" You shouted with a laugh running around the kitchen. Stu chased you around the table laughing as much as you were. "What is going on? I can hear you all outside." Billy asked as he shut the door to the garage. "You really wanna know?" Stu asked.

It was too late. Now Stu chased Billy leaving you to laugh at both of them. "Get near me and I'll bite your fucking finger off Macher I mean it." You were belly laughing at this point. "Okay guys calm down the foods done. Billy, the plates are up there can you set the table?" Without a response he grabbed the plates. "Stu can you get the silverware? It's in that drawer." You pointed to the wood cabinet. "On it." Stu grabbed one of everything sitting them on the placemats next to the plates Billy sat down. You were busy moving the mac and cheese into a pyrex dish. "Someone sit this on the table." Billy and Stu both jumped to help nearly knocking the hot food out of your hands.

You awkwardly laughed at the silence. "Don't worry I've got another one." You handed Billy the glassware, quickly filling another one up with mashed potatoes to give to Stu. "I've got iced tea, lemonade, soda and water." You opened the fridge showing them what you had. "I'll have Dr. Pepper." Stu said and you handed him the glass bottle. "Billy for you?" Both the boys looked flushed. "What's that at the bottom shelf?" Stu pointed. You bent down seeing a bottle of Coke.

Unbeknownst to you every time you bent over the tops of your thigh high stockings were on display. Billy's eyes followed the black line from your ankles all the way to the little black bow at the top. Stu looked over at Billy trying to read his mind. "It's Coke. Did you want this instead?" You asked. "I'll take that." Billy grabbed it from your hand. "Let me get you two the bottle opener." You pulled out the drawer grabbing the opener and tossing it to Billy. "Where's your bathroom?" Stu asked politely. "Down the hall and to the left." With speed he left the Dr. Pepper on the table and practically sprinted to the bathroom.

"What's his problem?" You asked Billy. He only shrugged. Although he knew exactly what his problem was. It was the same problem he was starting to have. Billy sat down at the dinner table popping the lid off of his bottle. "Thank you." His was quiet but not silent. "You're welcome. It's the best I can do. Do you want your roast on top of your mashed potatoes or separate?" He thought about it for a second. "Separate is fine." You nodded grabbing his plate from the table. You put a good amount of roast and vegetables on his plate before sitting it back down in front of him. "Smells good."

"Let's just hope it tastes good." You laughed. "But thank you. Stu helped quite a lot actually." That was surprising. Living with Stu, he got take out 5 days a week and the other days they barley ate at all. Neither Billy or Stu cooked. Not for lack of trying on Billy's end. You placed a spoon in the mashed potatoes and in the Mac and cheese before fixing you a glass of water. You sat it down on the table picking up Stu's plate. Once he had a good amount you put his plate back where you got it.

"Is he coming?" The question almost made Billy laugh. With the Coke bottle up to his lips he said "Probably." The joke went clear over your head. In the meantime you hung your apron up and sat the salt and pepper down on the table. "There you are. I thought you fell in." You smiled and he returned it. Billy's eyes found Stu's having a silent shameful conversation. The last thing you did before sitting down was fix your own plate. While you put food on your plate Stu went ahead and grabbed his fork. Before he could eat Billy kicked him under the table. "Ow!"

"The bowl's hot." Billy made an excuse for his friends outburst. You went back to what you were doing as the two had a conversation. "Wait for her." Billy mouthed. Stu's lips formed an 'o' as he understood what he meant. You finally sat down with them finishing putting food on your plate. They both waited patiently for you to take the first bite. "Do you think I poisoned it?" You asked wondering about their odd behavior. "No but you cooked it so you should get to eat first." There it was again that giddy feeling. "Oh..." You said with a smile.

You had never seen two people eat so much. It made you think they'd never had food in their lives. Both bowls were completely empty and the poor crockpot looked like it'd seen hell before. "That was the best damn food I've ever had." Stu exclaimed. "Thank you, Y/n." He said grabbing your hand on the table. "You're welcome. If there's one thing I can do it's cook." Billy's head laid on his crossed arms on top of the table. "Is he dead?" You whispered to Stu. Your hand rubbed Billy's back slowly hoping he wasn't sick. "You alright?"

"I can't move." He mumbled against the table cloth. You bit your lip trying not to laugh. Billy sat up his head falling back over the kitchen chair. A moan left his lips from how much he ate. Stu saw the way you straightened up in your chair. Your eyes raked over Billy's exposed neck. His adams apple on prominent display. "Damn." Billy sat up looking at you. "What's wrong?

"Huh?" You asked furrowing your brows. "You said 'Damn' like something was wrong." Stu really couldn't help but laugh. "What's funny shit face?" He asked his giggly friend. "Oh nothing. Leave the dishes I'll clean them up." Billy rolled his eyes. In all his years being friends with him he had never once seen Stu clean a dish. "You don't have to do that I'll do them later after you guys go home."

Home? That thought never crossed either of their minds. They didn't want to go "home." "Listen I love hanging out with you both but I seriously can't have two grown men in my house staying the night that I barley know. What if you robbed the place?" That was your concern. Billy smiled at the innocent worry. "Then you'd get what we stole back monday at school. Don't you have a guest room we could stay in?" You did but it was used as a junk room now. There's no way you could clean it out tonight. They could stay in your dad's room but considering that's were the guns are you'd rather not. "Do you even have something to change into if you were to spend the night?"

Stu jumped from the table going to grab his bag. "I brought mine and Billy's clothes." You put your head in your hands as you groaned. "Fine but you're both sleeping on my bedroom floor." If that's what the rules were then so be it but they knew how easily they could bend them.

Taglist: @katie-tibo @danodoll21 @agustdeeyaa @bowlofceral @gonnapermashift @tati-the-fangirl @kozumewhore @tatijoestar @illyanam1011 @c4rved-pumpk1n

Part 5

A/N: I haven't proofread this yet so I apologize from any misspellings. I'll be going through it again tonight. Hope everyone's enjoying it so far!

[aannonn]

combusting into flames

heheh lil' fic ... my first time ever participating in a october of any kinds ohmygosh ,,,

welp! sticktober and the most recent green video gave me motivation to write this ... feral tsc time ... ....

hope u enjoy reading it just as much as i enjoyed writing it !! ^-^ ( although it was kinda difficult and took me some time to think about very specific words to use in this . lol )

( lil' tag : @shad0wr0se9044 ; eheh )

tags :: unreliable narrator , yelling , swearing , post-traumatic stress disorder - PTSD , validation seeking , hurt no comfort , death threats , misunderstandings , fights , talking In musical notes , i am my own beta reader , excuse me for any errors im not a very good beta reader , also is very lowkey unreliable narrator but dont trust them either way

cross-posted on ao3 aswell !!

StickTober | Day 4: Follower / Disaster Word Count : 1,759

Everything was so cold. So unbearably cold.

   Red-orangeish colors - Or were they reddish-orange? they adorned his body like fireflies, flooding his vision and freezing their skin like fibers of glass. His head throbbed restlessly and they felt unbearably cold, almost as if they were swimming in ice.

   Distantly, he could hear several people writhing frantically, some even swimming heavily to the lawn, grabbing it like a lifeline.

   Even more distantly, but which seemed to be rising beneath them, he could hear someone laughing in the distance, their head throbbing even louder at the sound.

   - BAHAHW- SHOULD'VE SEEN YOUR FACES!"

   The camera lens of the cell phone was pointed directly at them, the blinding light momentarily blinding him as the owner of said device walked away cautiously, still smiling big and laughing as loud as the blinding sounds of the lava burning their skin.

   Orange watches as his friend Green watches them writhe in the lava frantically, laughing as if the whole ordeal was just a very poorly done comedy show.

   A picnic. A picnic was what he told them, something completely harmless and peaceful - The picnic would be located in the Sakura biome, where cherry blossoms would fall beneath and the wind would gently embrace them, making the entire air - once slightly tense and distant, now serene and joyful. Where all they would do was eat the adorable sandwiches and feel the sunlight shining beneath them and only them.

   Just them. As it always was.

   At least it seemed that way.

   Green pulled out his phone and walked away - At first, they didn't think much of it. (Well, except Red; He stood up instantly after noticing Green's departure, frowning but continuing to eat the sandwich even while standing.) - Maybe he just wanted to take a photo of them and send it to his Instagram, writing something about friendship and stuff like last time. Neither of them minded it, perhaps a little hesitant, but Green would return to them soon. Just take the photo and then sit back down. Nothing more.

   Then the floor opened. And everything suddenly looked hot and red. His skin burned like icy flames as if shards of glass had stuck to their skin and refused to let go. Bells rang in his head like thunder and everything spun wildly - blurs of different colors swam across his vision restlessly and confused their brain to no end - they desperately swimmed to the edge of the lawn, clinging to it like a lifeline as he gasped and huffed.

   He looked up. Green, even if blurred, was the only color that stood out in his vision - Towering over him like a cloud, so bright it hurt.

   He tricked them. It was all a trick. He didn't want to spend 'quality time' with them as previously told - Instead, he wanted to record the entire ordeal, not giving two cents that none of them asked for it, that none of them were even having fun.

   He bumped them into lava, applauding the ordeal as if a comedy show was being played instead.

   Orange felt his hands close around the grass more firmly, pieces of grass outlining their hand with the rigid action.

   He almost ended their friends.

   Orange leaned on the edge, successively climbing out of the pool that juggled violently on his skin.

   They are gonna end him.

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   - FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT-"

   - PLEASEPLEASE STOP- ORANGE-"

   - GET THE HELL OFF OF ME-"

   - STOP FIGHTING! Blue, please, calm down-"

   - OHH YEAHH- BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF HIM, ORANGEY!"

   - RED, SHUT UP!"

   Green rolled his finger over the screen, bringing his legs closer to his chest as he rested his chin on top of his knees, absentmindedly leaning his back posteriorly to the fluffy pillows behind him, wincing slightly at the mildly sharp sensation he felt upon closer contact.

   He browsed through the comments on his most recent video, unthinkingly skimming throughout phrases and sentences incontinently - Something to abstract his mind off of the backache that sent twinges down his body intermittently.

   Green hissed as he felt his back slam onto the grass, his cell phone flying out of his reach and his glasses hung loosely on his face ; He's pretty sure he heard a low pop coming from one of his lenses after the heavy impact. Orange had him pinned to the ground, his hands were kneading the grass on either side of his head, holding him in place - Green frowned, ready to fight to get Orange off of him and complain about how the sudden approach disturbed the video only to shudder by the absolutely furious look on their face. - WERE YOU TRYING TO KILL US???" Orange shouted, making Green flinch at the volume so close to his face. Green tried to laugh nervously, raising his hands in surrender. - Dude- Chill, it's just a prank-" Orange growled, frowning in ever greater annoyance. - WHAT KIND OF A FUCKING PRANK INVOLVES DROPPING YOUR FRIENDS INTO LAVA." Irritation began to rise through Green now; Not just by having Orange literally screaming in his face, but by essentially hearing the implication that they truly believed he was capable of legitimately harming them albeit having known him for years. - IT'S NOT EVEN ACTUAL LAVA- GET OFF OF ME!" - WHAT MADE YOU THINK DROPPING US INTO FAKE ASS LAVA WITHOUT US KNOWING WOULD BE A GOOD IDEA???" - DID YOU SERIOUSLY THINK I WOULD EVER TRY TO ENDANGER YOU GUYS ON PURPOSE????" Green shouted back, his brow furrowing in irritation and betrayal. - WELL, WHAT WOULD BE YOUR FIRST FUCKING THOUGHT WHEN BEING DROPPED INTO WHAT LOOKS LIKE LAVA." Green fell silent, staring at Orange's furious face in disbelief. Did ... Did they genuinely believed he was going to deliberately put them in legitimate danger? But- They've known him for years??? They know he would never do that, right??? ... right? A distant sniffle from behind Orange distracted him from his thoughts, tilting his head up and glance his eyes towards the sound - Or, at least; Tried, seeing as Orange was still firm in pinning him to the ground. Yellow whispered cute comforts into the air, gently stroking Blue's back with Red standing right next to xhem. The latter giving him a stern look as soon as she noticed his gaze, scoffing before bending down and pulling Blue into a side-hug, avoiding looking at him. Blue was shaking uncontrollably, holding onto Yellow's arm as if xheir life depended on it - Xheir head was bowed to the ground, sniffles and sobs coming from xheir huddled position in Red's arms. Green stared at them for a moment, confusion and worry filling his being as he noticed Blue crying softly in their friends' arms, small splashes of water still dripping from their forms sitting on the floor. Why was Blue crying? It was just a prank ... Orange seemed to have gotten out of whatever furious storpor he was in, glancing an eye to look at the trio, then back at Green - Letting out a sigh, they pushed themself away from him and stood up, inhaling several deep breaths and mumbling unintelligible words of which Green was too far away to understand.  Green took off the limply glasses from his face (One of them had its' lens broken. Great.) and sat up, hissing softly as he felt his head become somewhat heavier, along with a sharp pain in his back that made him feel like he had slept on a log. - I'm sorry.. Just." Orange took a deep breath. - .. Go home." Green blinked, promptly standing up and ignoring the sharp pain he felt inside his skull from the abrupt movement. - What? No! I'm not going to-" - Home." - -leave and ignore Blue who is literally crying-" - HOME."

   Green shivered, burying his face in his knees and biting his trembling lip as he desperately blinked away the tears that were gradually beginning to well up, soft sobs escaping his throat unwillingly.

   Several hours has passed upon prior practically throwing himself on the mattress almost immediately upon ingressing at their shared room, having stolen regeneration potions from Blue on his way to the computer at Orange's command.

   Although he felt like immense fatigue filling his entire body and ready to collapse whilst enwrapped with innumerable comfy pillows and cozy blankets, Green found himself grabbing his phone out of his pocket and opening Youtube, scrolling through various comments from his latest video without actual real direction.

   He just wanted some distraction, some comfort - Anything that could ease the agonizing pain in his chest.

   His brain can't discern what he did wrong.

   It was just a joke. A laugh- A prank! Something they've all done to each other before, over and over again; innumerous times. This time is no different. He only stayed one step ahead of each of them in this silly prank war.

   So why were they so angry? Why didn't they just brush it off like they always did?

   Why didn't anything ever turn out the way he expected them to?

   Green sighed softly, taking a deep (although shaky) breath to calm the sobs in his throat and continuing his directionless journey of scrolling through the comments in the hope of finding something that could potentially pique his interest.

   He doesn't know what to do with the video now. It started out as a harmless prank that ended in a terrible disaster that broke one of the lenses in his glasses and made his friends extremely angry with him.

   Maybe he should just delete it-

@(ThisIsAnActualCommentThatImNotGonnaReveal) Bro Its So nice

   Green froze, blinking away the fog in his brain.

   Bro Its So Nice

   All thoughts about his friends and his unsuccessfully video ready for potential deletion are long forgotten - The only thing his brain focused on was those four(4) words, reading them over and over again.

   The entire video, he just sat on the same couch for six hours - The only thing that indicated time passing was the giant stopwatch right above him and the couch.

   For six hours, he sat in the same place, doing absolutely nothing.

   . . .

   Maybe he could just edit the video. Cut some parts, re-record others - Everything so that his audience, his beloved followers, would be duly satisfied.

   He couldn't just let them down just because of a stupid little fight. Fights happen between friends all the time! No big deal! Surely his friends would understand. Why wouldn't they?

   So Nice

   They loved his videos, he couldn't keep them waiting apprehensively for any potential new videos much longer. After all, the channel is for them.

   It's all for them.

   Just for them.

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[silalcarin]

Squall and Rinoa actually, surprisingly, have a lot in common

No, seriously, I just randomly thought of this as I've been revisiting Final Fantasy VIII, for the first time in 20 years, over the last few weeks. Don't get me wrong, Squall and Rinoa have vastly different personalities (he's an introvert, she's an extrovert), but, outside of that, they share a lot of similarities:

Both are originally from the Galbadia region — Squall was born in Winhill; Rinoa was born and raised in Deling City.

Both lost their mothers at a very young age — Raine died after she gave birth to Squall; Julia died right before Rinoa turned 5.

Both have non-existent relationships with their fathers in the present time — in the game, Squall never directly finds out that Laguna is his long-lost father; Rinoa has been estranged from Caraway for who knows how long.

Both look more like their mothers than their fathers, in terms of physical appearance — while aboard the Ragnarok at the end of Disc 3, Kiros and Ward both comment that Squall looks very much like Raine, and that it's a good thing he doesn't look like Laguna; Rinoa is almost a carbon-copy of Julia.

Both wear a ring on a necklace — Squall wears a pendant of Griever above a cross that's reminiscent of the Cross of Saint James, as well as a ring featuring a profile of Griever, around a chain; Rinoa wears what appears to be Julia's wedding ring around a chain. In Disc 3, Squall tells Rinoa to keep the Griever ring when she willingly goes to Esthar to be self-restrained and they think they'll be separated forever (which is touched upon in bullet #7 below).

Both are strategists and leaders of their respective groups, SeeD (Squall) and the Forest Owls (Rinoa).

Both are driven, impulsive, and persistent — Squall is determined to complete the assassination mission after Irvine fails to kill the Ultimecia-possessed Edea in Deling City; he hastily saves Zell when the latter is about to be shot in the head at the D-District Prison; and there's everything he does and perseveres through to save Rinoa in Disc 3 (which I've already covered in my previous post). Rinoa is determined to liberate Timber with the Forest Owls; she hastily tries to suppress the Ultimecia-possessed Edea by herself in Deling City; and, despite being scared and knowing that she may be cryogenically frozen forever, she perseveres in her decision to seal away her Sorceress powers, prevent Ultimecia from possessing her again, and keep the world safe from her.

Both prefer to not talk or think about the future — this is made explicitly clear during the good date at the Garden Festival in Fishermans Horizon (Irish Jig/Let's Dance = Guitar, Violin, Flute, and Tap) in Disc 2, and during the romance scene in the Ragnarok in Disc 3.

Both have had a fear of isolation since they were 4 years old — Squall has suffered from loneliness ever since Ellone had to leave Edea's orphanage; dummied out dialogue (during the aforementioned romance scene in the Ragnarok in Disc 3) indicates that Rinoa has suffered from loneliness ever since Julia died and Caraway became too busy.

Welp, that's 9 similarities. I think I covered everything. I'm glad I got that off my chest. Thank you for coming to my TED Talk!

P.S. — If anyone can think of more similarities between them that I missed, please feel free to add your two cents! (Word to the wise: I have consistently kept my replies limited to only the Tumblr accounts I follow, because I don't have time for negativity of any kind.)

[whatifyoulivelikethat]

Do you think any of the members are particularly into casual sex (i.e. outside an established relationship)? Who is most likely to have many fuck-buddies or one-off encounters?

If you're talking about this reality, BTS as they are now, as idols and public figures and with the responsibility of representing Korea... I really, really doubt any of them are having casual sex. Korea is very conservative. They're also just really busy (as this "hiatus" is showing us lol). I don't really consider a whole NDA situation "casual". Think all of them will require a deep level of trust before sex.

Do I think they're had relationships? Probably. I guess it depends on how you define casual sex. A longtime fuck-buddy some would see as a relationship. You can't know unless you're in that situation. If it was a one-off, it was probably someone they already had known for a long time and felt safe to do so. So, already established closeness. If you mean would any of them fuck someone they just met? I don't think so. Too dangerous. People are crazy nowadays lol. They also care a lot about protecting BTS. Their lives are intertwined. I feel like they're always thinking about each other and how their actions reflect on their inner circle and livelihood.

If you mean if they didn't have this public image and lived normal-ish lives, I'll offer my two cents based on what I've seen of their personalities. You can skip if you're not interested.

Kim Namjoon strikes me as a relationship guy. He probably wishes he could be a casual sex kinda guy, admires those who can be that way, might even go after a casual sex kind of person, but at the end of the day, I feel like he can't help but want a relationship. He craves real emotional connection. He'd call it "fuck buddies" but the reality is he's already seen you married and having furkids / kids. Welp.

Kim Seokjin is likely a date first, really wait to feel comfortable and secure in the relationship before he's doing any touching. But, he also can't do anything if the person he's into immediately shows they're committed and also wanna bang. It's hard to find someone like that though. There are definitely people who are all in right away though.

Min Yoongi is probably the most likely to be having casual sex if he wasn't an idol. Yoongi has very much expressed that he does what he wants to do. If he thinks that it is not optimal time for him to be in a relationship, he won't be in one. He might have sex just to experience it or because he wants intimacy. Might also get tired of it rather quickly if the experiences are bad.

Jung Hoseok has a lot of friends, and would seek friends that express themselves sexually. He could be convinced but I don't think it's something he's looking for. It would just happen because he's hot and so easy to talk to. I think he's good at reading people, so he wouldn't chance it unless he liked their energy. But, also, everyone falls in love with him, so I don't think any one-offs would stay one offs...

Park Jimin is a cuite sexy flirty rascal that would make you fall in love with him. And then he'd fall in love with you. And then it's over. You're in a relationship before you or him even had a chance to make it casual. Oh no. (Oh yes.) He'd think he was trying to get into something casual and would never succeed.

Kim Taehyung's romantic round booty is strictly relationship kinda guy. In fact, you're already in a relationship. He's already had multiple delusions about you. This man made a whole photobook of boyfriend pics ffs. He wants to be a husband so bad. He wants to be able to tell everyone about your cute ass love story. (He might have broken a lot of hearts when he was younger though, he's too handsome for his own good.)

Jeon Jungkook was probably too shy to mess around when he's younger, so it would depend on the kind of people he surrounds himself with. He could probably be influenced. He'd probably find himself in some compromising positions. But also he's committed to the point of crazy. If he finds someone he likes, he'd be all in. Sigh. He needs to be protected, lol. There's a reason he's the maknae, huh...

[underground-boss-clay]

Awright, let’s get this over with.

Welp, PR Department’s been tellin’ me this would help boost the public’s opinion of the company, so might as well get this over with.

Name’s Clay, founder and CEO of the Driftveil Mining Company in Unova, as well as Gym Leader a' Driftveil City. Pronouns are he/him, since that’s gotta be put up there. Card is below.

The company’s PR Department has been sayin’ that makin’ an account on this Rotomblr thing would “make the company more open to input” and make me ‘n particular, as the head a’ said company, “more approachable.” No idea what that’s got to do with anythin’, but I ain’t one ta look a Mudsdale in the mouth. Won’t be postin’ a whole lot, maybe just big moments as they come along. I ain’t as big on this social media stuff as, say, Burgh or Elesa (no offense to either of ‘em, they’re just better at this than ‘n old-timer).

((OOC under the cut))

((Overall unreality warning for the blog))

Welp, I asked and you guys answered. So here we are.

Mod's name is Lyra, age 29, She/they, and will be following from @batscrem since this is a side-blog. Anything that is out-of-character/OOC will be tagged as such and either under a cut or be in double parentheses ((like this)). In-character will be tagged “Here’s the Dirt” (get it, cuz Ground types, hahaha what am I doing).

Don't have anything big in particular planned for this guy so far, so I guess this is what some people would call a "low stakes" blog? There will be a lot of canon, but also some headcanons here and there to fill in spaces. The Pokemon lore has a lot of gaps after all, which makes it super flexible.

Pelipper Mail is OPEN!

7.29.23 Update: Just making it super clear in case people don't immediately understand, I have NO INTENTIONS of joining high stakes plots. I'm here to have fun, not get super into the drama.

11.03.23 Update: Realized that some things need explaining.

Clay is the main muse of the blog, but there are two recurring OCs that pop up now and then. They came about organically and weren't planned from the start, hence why I didn't bring them up until now.

Mildred

Mildred is Clay's PR agent and the one who brought up the idea of a blog in the first place. She'll pop up now and then to give her two cents. Her posts will be under "Mildred from PR."

Sigmund

Sigmund is Clay's son, who's been out of Unova for twelve years. Why? It's complicated, but there were issues that spiraled out of control when he was 12 and he ran away. His posts will be under "Sig Erden."

And then there's a special third other who occasionally pops up under the tag "Mister Mayor." Who is he, well that one I think is more fun for people to find out on their own ;)

01.06.24 Update: Made a quick little post regarding what Indigo Disk changes/doesn't change. So for those who want to interact from a Lacey blog, yeah. That's there.

03.08.24 Update: So uh, thought this went without saying, but no God-modding. That is making changes to my muse, or having my muse do things, without my consent.

[sheepie-self-ships]

No offense but you DO know there's a proshipper in your taglist (@i-put-the-dim-in-dimwit) right ??? /lh

Proof is on their "Rules" ^_^

(/lh on the image)

Hi, yes I am aware. I’ve been mutuals with this person for a long time, maybe even before I was in the selfship scene, if I remember correctly. We’re not necessarily very close, but I do consider them a friend. I’ve seen them grow into a proshipper from a distance I guess, and it is kind of a nuanced topic to me. I am not a proshipper, I do not like associating with people I don’t know who fall under that label, but in this particular case I’ve made an exception. More under the cut.

Edit: I don’t even know if we’re still mutuals actually 💀 welp, read at your own discretion.

So my thing with Proshippers is that I don’t like the pedophiles and the incestuous shippers. This person in particular, while they do use the label, I see it in their specific case… kind of alright. They’re currently a minor, who is also selfshipping with minors, and they want to age their F/Os up when they do turn 18. This, I see as acceptable. They’re not selfshipping with minors as an adult, they were already shipping with them as a minor, and more than being proship, they just don’t want to be harassed, which I can see as a reason for their decision. I remember when I turned 18 I was terrified of getting harassed for selfshipping with minors, so I dropped all my minor f/os, even if I wasn’t ready to separate, and they’re choosing not to. At least they’re aging up their F/Os, so. Idk. Works for me. This is not to say anyone else has to interact with the same people I do, if you don’t like someone, block them! It just takes a few clicks.

Also it’s a stupid internet war, make friends that are different from you. Maybe not friends who are dangerous, and be cautious around internet strangers, but. It’s selfshipping. From what I’ve seen, they aren’t posting weird stuff. They’re not even being that problematic, they’re staying in their lane and have been pretty respectful the times I’ve interacted with them. I’ll cautiously be keeping them as a mutual. I would have appreciated if I was able to answer this privately but. Cest la vie, such is life. I know you had good intentions anon, and I appreciate you looking out for me, this was my two cents.

Tldr; I know they’re a proshipper, but like. They’re just another minor who is shipping with minors at this time and want to keep their f/os without getting harassed. That’s not proship to me, come back if they actually post something harmful.

[not-a-puzzle]

You wanna know the #1 thing to say to a narcissist to hold your ground while grinding their gears?

It’s this: You can do what you’re gonna do, but I’m gonna do what I’m gonna do.

And if that makes someone upset, welp, you got a narc on your hands.

(Just to clarify, I’m no professional but I have dealt with narcs, this is just my two-cents on the matter.)

(Also, thanks commenters you proved my point perfectly.)

[sharonisthebettercarter]

welp.

i just had a fuckin' dark idea.

pretty sure the reason marie specifically was kept alive might be because vicky plans to use her as a patsy.

the aim is u.s. presidency right?

but if neuman is the vp, prez either has to die or step down for her to be prez. probably ain't gonna do that?? just my two cents. she could pop his head. but there are a number of people who know her powers.

sure, there are other ways to do it, but if marie already has a bad rep and they know what her powers are and how they work--

holy FUCK, they may just be keeping her around to pin all the head popping kills on her. and marie would have no fucking clue or defense. she'd be their perfect 'fall guy'. always have a back up, right?

ugh...

excuse me. whiplash and flashes back to stormfront's:

"you're gonna be a big help to me"

and annie's:

"that means she has some sort of fucked up plan for me"

ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

morbidity, my mistress, you are unkind and unwell... fuck it, you're cruel and heartless bitch. but as is vought's way of making patsies of children, this is not outside the realm of dark possibility...

[least-sexy-man-competition]

"why no women" good news! Five pebbles uses she/her pronouns, about as close we gonna get. Bad news. she's getting voted out lmao.

BUT to be entirely honest? I think its two reasons: 1. features in men that are unattractive can be twisted to be attractive in women, 2. there's a lot more 'bad' men in media than 'bad' women. Stereotypically, if a man is a villain, the media will have a lot of options- mastermind, persuasive, cunning, incel, horribly cruel, abusive, antihero, list goes on. Women villain? Welp sorry she uses the power of booba to win battles. Theres also the issue that some crimes committed by characters on this poll are seen as only commit-able by a man (and thus you will be hard pressed to find a woman doing them in media), but im not poking THAT hornets nest here.

Like lets give some examples. Grey Mann from tf2 is undebatably unsexy. The Adminsitrator is LITERALLY the same character but a woman (and maybe a little more unhinged), and yeah i know for a fact people would want her in some fashion. If the Onceler was a woman? She'd have a suit and do 'tch dawww look at those fuzzy animals losing their homes </3' and people would absolutely want her to step on them. She'd have those black heels that click evilly on the smooth tile on the ground and people would go nuts for her, what a girlboss. L as a woman? hot gamer goth chick, next. Harry? sexy women detective with drinking problems who gets suuuper drunk but looks flawless in her eyeliner. Im pretty sure theres like nine different shows hinging on that character's power of booba. Doof? That one chick from spiderverse but a little more wet rat flavored.

We could just stick a fucking tire inflator in some of these guys, pump it a few times to give them top surgery, and suddenly everyone would be going awooga at them despite 0 change. The only real unsexy woman i can think is Cruella, but im gonna be honest she is only restrained by the puppy murder. Pam from Stardew is pretty bad too from what ive heard though.

my two cents are that some fictional women are pretty but not hot / sexy. also some fictional women obviously just are none of the above like in this tourney. no i will not elaborate. yes i am right.

anyway win for 5p! i am not equipped to talk about genuine real sexism at 2 in the morning but these are all good points.

[sollyinpurplepants]

Raritan preview

I have had this story on the back burner, so it is time to write! I also want to try and write the canon au again, so I am setting this tale post Bigg Freeze!

It was the height of the Bigg Freeze, and it was difficult for everyone. The chilly weather limited the amount of work the Star Tugs and Z Stacks could do, so any work that could be found was extremely lucrative. Hercules was away on a contract for a construction company in the Florida Keys, and this put tremendous pressure on the remaining Star Tugs. Without their lead tug, they were struggling to compete with the Z Stacks for contracts. Captain Star noticed this, but there was little he could do.

A frigid January morning seemed to have changed Star and Marine's fortunes. Captain Star trudged through the snow and spied a few ships sailing into the Lower Bay, and smiled against his scarf. It was an odd request, but he hoped it would give some of the tugs a chance to move their rudders about. He stepped into a shed that served as his makeup office before opening the window. His tugs were starting to stir; it was six o'clock after all.

"Good morning Star Tugs!" Captain Star greeted, sounding unusually positive.

"Morning Captain." Ten Cents replied, wincing from the cold as he started his fire.

"Someone sounds brighter than usual." Top Hat grumbled, shaking some icicles that had built up along the brim of his hat. "Hopefully it'll be something good. This cold is going to make my monocle crack!"

"Lighten up Top Hat, I think we all need good news every now and then!" Sunshine remarked, getting a chuckle from Warrior.

Captain Star let out a snort and said with a bellow, "Alright, that's enough! I do have some good news, though I did have some concerns at first." He opened up his letter and read, "It's a contract from the Army. Commander Lloyd knows the general in charge of a construction project in the Lower Bay, and the general is offering a delivery contract."

Warrior gasped. "When did we start working for the Army?" He asked himself.

"An Army contract?" Big Mac was intrigued. "The Navy is one thing, but hoo boy. I swear the Army is a different beast altogether!"

Captain Star put a hand on his forehead. It seemed the cold weather had made his tugs snappier than usual. He shouted, "Hey now! The general also offered the contract to the Z Stacks, so we need to work as a team in order to get paid! Top Hat, Warrior, I need you to go to the depot and get the supplies."

Top Hat was startled. "Me? With Warrior!? The last thing I want is our delivery being sunk!" He spat.

Warrior snorted and steamed up to Top Hat. "Don't worry Top Hat, I think I know where we're going." He grinned, giving the railway tug a nudge. "What part of the Lower Bay is it, Sir?"

"Edison, a small town on the banks of the Raritan River." Captain Star answered. "The freeze affected rail traffic, but their river traffic is thankfully not as affected. I think."

"I think all my confidence has left." Top Hat grumbled, giving a glare to Warrior. "Come along, we cannot disappoint the general."

Elsewhere in the estuary, Zebedee and Zak were already at work. After Zorran and Zug's misadventure Up River, Captain Zero did not want any repeats. He reckoned that his number two and his number three were competent enough for Army work. Zebedee seemed distant, but Zak was confident.

"Cheer up Zeb, at least we don't have to deal with Zorran and Zero." Zak snorted, shaking some snow off of his wheelhouse. "Now get your engine runnin'! I overheard Star tellin' Top Hat and Warrior to go down to Edison as well."

"Lemme guess, ya wanna get a head start?" Zebedee asked. He knew fully well that Warrior was a clumsy tug, which would make the delivery complicated. "Welp, I better hope they know that river as much as I do. Now come on!"

The journey to the Lower Bay was surprisingly smooth, with Top Hat noticing that the the landscape was changing. Buildings quickly gave way to trees and rocks, a sure sign they were in the Lower end of New York. He spied a suspension bridge and asked, "Is this the way to Edison?"

"Yeah, it is!" A tramp steamer called, catching the two Star Tugs by surprise. The name "Mako" was painted on his dark blue hull, and icicles built up on his black knitted cap. "You guys lost? You definitely look like you aren't from here. If you want, I can show ya where to go!" 

Top Hat was unnerved by Mako's offer, but Warrior remained pleasant. "I think we know where to go Mako! Thank you, though!" He answered, leaving the tramp steamer behind. "Come on Top Hat."

A quarter mile behind, Zebedee and Zak spotted the tramper. "Blast! I was hoping that tramper would hold those idiots up!" Zak snapped.

"There has to be a reason for it." Zebedee grumbled. He noticed the tramper's hull and his skin started to break in sweat. "Somethin' about him doesn't feel right, but I don't know why."

[judasrpc]

US PRESIDENTS PLAY POPPY PLAYTIME (YOUTUBE 2023) STARTERS

add context & change gendered language to your needs !! containts references to violence and horror.

if multi, please specify which muse(s) !! credit goes to the channel presidentsplayhorrorgames

" What the hell is it with you and creepy old places, [name]? "

" Let me guess, this is the neighborhood you grew up in? "

" That's like the fucking stone ages, [name], die already! "

" Is that a Pokémon or whatever it's called? "

" What the hell is that supposed to mean, [name]? "

" It's a very self-explanatory sentence. "

" I have a lot of confidence moving forward now. "

" Why are you so fucking negative all the time? "

" 'Cause I'm around you. "

" I told you assholes that we were caught in a paradox, but none of you guys wanted to believe me! "

" These are dangerous toes I'm stepping on. "

" Either he's French, or his parents did not like him as a child. "

" I mean, if your child was French, wouldn't you be disappointed? "

" Never mind, I see what you're laying down. "

" While you two nincompoops are over collecting the scraps of your brain cells, I already know the objective. "

" Good job, guys. Teamwork makes the dream work! "

" Ah, my favorite music from the menu. It's like I'm in a retirement home. "

" Did he just rip his fucking head off? "

" And what not to do! Like rip somebody's head off. "

" Just the casual things! I can reach items on the top shelf, airbend some electric waves, and land in prison for a double homicide. "

" Now you can only commit singular homicide. "

" You're vandalizing an already vandalized building. And it's not even vandalism, you're just moving some boxes around. "

" Funny, the second you mention work, he stops. "

" You know damn well that's too much like common sense. "

" Tall?? He's like the Jolly Green Giant! "

" Alright, listen here beanstalk- "

" I am not enjoying this music at all. This does not give me very friendly vibes. "

" Doesn't matter where it came from, we know where we have to go now. "

" Ah, you really just put anything in someone's mouth and roll with it, huh? "

" I don't even believe I said that yet in your imaginary little world. "

" The hell do you mean I can't misuse company time? I get paid three cents to move around boxes, I'll do whatever the hell I want. "

" Well, it looks like I'll take over for the time being! "

" I could say a lot right now, but I'll keep my mouth shut. "

" Welp, I see no problem moving forward here. Clearly no present danger that is alarming us to what's ahead. "

" I think Hell would be a better place to go than through that door. "

" A long and dark hallway never killed anybody. "

" Is it leaking carbon monoxide to kill us, hopefully? "

" Set the bar low? Got it- "

" It's not practical, but I can see why they implemented these things. "

" That's Business Failure 101! "

" Like I would waste the budget flopping around my Disneyland dick on the table because I wanted the under operations to feel magical. "

" If [name]'s hiding it, that doesn't promise anything good. "

" [Name] was definitely the kid to put the square blocks in the circle hole. "

" [Name], you probably sucked on a wooden spoon as entertainment. Hell, you'd probably do that now! "

" Damn, we're old! "

" You are old and I am not. "

" Are you smarter than a fifth grader? You can put the pieces together. "

" And with that note, I think it's about time we high-tail it out of here. "

" Have you seen how long that motherfucker's arm is? He could probably wear me like a sock puppet! "

" That's an image in my head I wish I could unsee. "

" First, jump off a cliff. Second- "

" Yeah, that really fucking helps, [name]. Just sit there and focus on commentary while you leave the puzzles to me! "

" I thought you said you were done questioning the logic? "

" And that's after five bankruptcies, two divorces, and a criminal record. "

" Another classic [name] joke. A couple more, and they might let you back on the late show. "

" He would know about shady business practices. "

" Yeah! A one percent increase in performance- Let's burst open the champagne bottles! "

" [Name], you would be the type of person to be concerned about international cybersecurity, but will watch online porn sites with so many viruses you'd think it came from a lab. "

" You old bastard, I genuinely wish you'd have a stroke. "

" You're just being an asshole, [name], but what else is new? "

" Those eyes look like they've been around since the Civil War. "

" What do you think I'm trying to do? So shut the hell up! "

" What can you say? I had to bring it home for the boys. "

" It's like the Victorian era vomited all over here. "

" This was not what I meant, but to each their own. "

[dorkycreature-89]

welp. might add my two cents here

and just incase this gets removed (probably will. alex is a little bitch), here's my comment on the wordpress:

(had to retype everything there. OOF)

i've been saying this on my community tabs on yt so imma keep this shit short:

yandev, alex, WHATEVER the fuck y'all wanna call him, should be off the internet. he blatantly lied to whatever little fanbase he has, he groomed a 16 yr old, he should've stopped, he didn't and i'm tired.

this doesn't piss me off personally (well i'm still pissed cuz.....GROOMER) but unfortunately, z still wanted to like the game. now this came out, she's pissed and now i'm pissed cuz this fucker essentially harmed her (legally he didn't but it still feels like an attack on her)

not only did this motherfucker ruined the life of a 16 yr old fan, he also betrayed his own fanbase

and i personally feel bad for the fans defending him cuz i know exactly what they're probably going through. doesn't mean i'm not pissed about them victim blaming though

i didn't fuckin think this would even happen. i thought he was just a lazy jackass that didn't know how to talk to people. man, am i stoopid

and before anyone brings up the stuff with the 9 yr old, i'm not gonna really participate with that. i haven't seen any evidence proving those claim nor any disproving it

i know, being on the fence is lame. i'm sorry

man's gotta give the game to someone else or yeet it into the void cuz ain't no coming back from this (although it wouldn't surprised me if this got swept under the rug and alex remains unscathed)

anyways tldr: alex is a groomer. the end

[3guineapigsinatrenchcoat]

Welp time for the daily will wood song fun times.

It is indeed kind of a lot. God this and against the kitchen floor are everywhere in my playlists. But let’s go down the rabbit hole.

One of the sappy sad love songs of the album. I relate to it a little too much.

My two cents about it is that it’s someone getting into a relationship and realizing they love the other person more than they think they should and trying to figure out what to do with all that love without overwhelming the other.

I’ve never quite been loved in any form properly. My parents tried their best, but it wasn’t exactly good. My friends never quite understood whenever I’d talk to them and I was very distant. Then someone came into my life that taught me what it meant to love.

I loved him back a little too much. First time I had ever felt loved so I’m sure it’s understandable. I tried curbing it but it felt weird to deny him all the love stored up in my heart. But as it goes it was kind of a lot for him.

We ended on good terms, but I don’t know if he will forgive me for rushing things and clinging on too hard. I haven’t forgiven myself yet, but this song definitely helped. I have other things to love now, my garden, my crafts, and the biggest one being myself. It’s a little easier to love myself now that someone else was able to, even if it was for a little while.

[minniepetals]

i’ve read lots of fics. from the very emm unorganised storyline, to perfecto storyline. or the messed up vocabulary/grammars to the most AI-like vocab and grammar fics. or the fluffiest fics to the most disgusting/ disturbing fics - i’ve read it all throughout my reading fanfics journey-

and i must say that cmar is really quiet the disturbing one- no hate though seriously, i just read all the genre and appreciate the story as it’s the art of literature in language and story. i love literature btw and right now pursuing my degree in this field.

thus im here just to share my two cents, that cmar is really quiet near to the masterpiece. why quiet near? because i have to wait till this piece of story finish- to comprehend the whole storyline and the ending. eheks- not doing research don worry, i just here learning to analyse since i have class that i learned how to analyse a poem/ stories etc. ㅋㅋㅋㅋ something akin to review ?? yes. and my prof said that to be a great writer you have to get feedback from readers- and i love you, ergo you know what i mean right ;)

what is disturbing? the character development. mc’s character quiet disturbing as she’s been through a lot of abusive past. also she lives is criminal environment, dark and vicious, thus i understand why she’s act like how she is. also, i like it how she stands up for herself even though she’s broken. she’s really strong for that even though i might say it’s 50-50 she’s strong yet she’s broke - so that’s a whole lot of a person could endure but she had it all.

what is more, the antagonists characters, her father, leehyun, karl, kihyun, etc- lots of them, like really lots- and honestly? i can’t keep track on them, and confused between these characters and their bad deeds. and i am so so sorry that sometimes i keep skipping some parts,thereby after awhile i go back and re read it again to understand the plot better-

sometimes i feel like, the focus on throwback were too much?? but somehow i feels like it’s necessary because the flashback will justify the current action why the characters do that. right?? but is there any other way to write it so that the readers don’t feel like to skip the part?? i’ve been meaning to ask that - welp it can be a question in my next class . :3

for the boys (our tannies) there’s not much i can say though, because there’s not much exposure on them for these few chapters- thus, im hoping in future chapters maybe?? well that’s up to you ;)

overall, i really hope that you take this as a compliment im so sorry if i misled or something but i am really said this as a compliment. because, i had this one assessment and i really tried hard to write something that out of my comfort zone. i was trying to write something like this for my assessment but my prof said that i don’t quiet reach there yet- thus i just opted to write something small and sad and not quiet like this, a bit shame on me but still got an A so yeah- ㅋㅋ

thereby, i really speak highly of you writing cmar. because it’s really fun reading it !! btw thanks for the update on new chapter <3

take care and stay healthy ❤️

asdfghjkl thank you for using your pursuit for literature and looking at my work through an analytical standpoint lmao. it's honestly so great to hear insight from the perspective of a reader. one thing i'd definitely like to note on is your point on the antagonists. i completely understand with just skipping over a few things when it comes to them, which is honestly fine lmao, i tend to do that when i'm ready other stuff as well. i'm not sure how i can write it in a way where you wouldn't feel like skipping through some stuff to be honest. y/n's traumas are highlighted through these antagonists and i guess when it comes to cmar, it just isn't your typical romantic fanfiction stuff. whereas many fics focuses on their y/n and the character they're writing the fanfic based on, or they just mainly focus on the boys in general, cmar's focus is on y/n and her trauma.

i guess you can say in a way, it's less fanfiction and more story-like, since there are insights into these antagonists, as well as y/n and her people, her reapers, instead of the main focus being on mending the relationship between y/n and the boys.

i do see that i definitely should incorporate more moments with the boys. next chapter focuses on one of the guys so you'll get that there.

all in all, i enjoy writing cmar so much, as difficult as it is, and having this part of the work (your analysis) is really nice and refreshing, so thank you for that 💛