#whoever wrote this wow

[puckthedrama]

Wags definitely should be talked about & called out on NHL gossip blogs. of course not for appearance, religion, race, but 100% for problematic things they have done, said, or supported. does that mean attack them? no, but does it mean exposing problematic characters or behaviors? yes. if wags weren’t talked about we’d never know Jeremy Swayman gf is homophobic, supports health pseudoscience that fat shames obese ppl & spreads misinformation like “chemicals in food causing high rates of LGBTQ”Or that William Nylander ex girlfriend Penny liakarkos made racist comments regularly on her twitter, use the N word regularly, bullied black girls at her school, called black girls monkeys online and used homophobic F word terms on twitter often and ran a puck bunny blog with her bestie Cassie to slut shame girls OHL players were supposedly hooking up with and also cheated 2 times with Max domi once while Max had a gf and another while she was with Willy Nylander. Or that Connor Mcdavids gf Lauren Kyle was an avid trump supporter and dressed as trump & Melania for halloween a few months after trump had called immigrants “r*pts and pedos”. Or that Kate Kirchof was an unhinged stalker and increased her chances of “getting a ring” by cyber bullying the girls Tyler Seguin was hooking up with even threatening the Puerto Rican girl from of getting her deported by calling ICE (yes puerto rico is infact in the USA🤦🏻‍♀️ but clearly to Kate all latinos must be immigrants) and also commenting so much hate on another of his hookups IG account that the girl had to make her IG private. Or that Mathew Tkachuks girlfriend Ellie Connell was a closet trump 2020 supporter. ALLLL this and MORE would’ve never been revealed if wags were not equally included in the gossip. Regular ppl or not,-Actions & words need to be held accountable by the ppl who said them. does the gossip community will bully wags? NOPE. however, brushing off problematic behavior is not something that will happen. if u have been an unkind, racist, bully, cheater, homophobic, classist, or mean person WAG or PLAYER- u will be exposed but again, you won’t be bullied. only held accountable💁🏻‍♀️ this isn’t hockey culture standards its gossip girl standards 💋🫵🏻👀��🏼✍🏼☕️🫖

☝🏻☝🏻☝🏻 anon wow you really took your time with this one!!

[totheidiot]

i am on episode 9 in the dn jdrama and i have come to three conclusions about the people who made this drama: 1. they ship lawlight. an unhealthy amount. lawlight is their jam, the whole drama was created to have them together. 2. they think near is really neat :D like that is their boy !! their best friend near !! 3. they are so fucking in love with teru mikami, it's embarrassing.

[oroontheheels]

guys I’m pinching myself

[bookinit02]

he doesn’t. he doesn’t have to want to sleep with everyone he has feelings for. and he doesn’t have to have feelings for everyone he sleeps with. what a beautiful day

[sieglinde-freud]

cannot ever go back to vanilla fates because what do you mean these interactions were not in the real game… why would you do that to me… im thriving right now though actually no one touch me these guys are all so family

[sideprince]

Honestly exhausted sometimes with how many times I see people completely ignore basic literary tropes and elements or even the fact that these are books an not real people, while also interpreting interpretations until they've gotten away from what's on the page only to treat these readings as fact. Literally just saw someone cite Lily's mouth twitch as proof that she almost laughed at her friend being sexually assaulted and I don't even know what to say.

This is why I follow so few blogs and feel really isolated in this fandom. It's not even that I want to defend one character or another (because they're not real people ultimately, they're tools for storytelling), it's that I want to defend basic reading comprehension. A mouth twitch is not a laugh. And to be honest I'm uncomfortable with how straightforwardly we refer to James dangling Snape upside down and exposing his underwear as sexual assault, which is what it's considered now but it wasn't considered that in the 70s when the story takes place. That isn't to say it wasn't an awful thing to do, or that it wasn't meant to violate and humiliate, but social acceptance of an action changes its context. (I could write an entire post on how the reason we're so much more disturbed by sexual assault now is that the culture around it has changed and the shame is now on the perpetrator and not the victim, which means that more victims have spoken out in recent years, and most people today have heard victim's stories and perspectives and feel empathy for them as a result. But since this wasn't socially acceptable to do in the 70s people didn't lack empathy then, they just had a limited perspective that we would too if we were in their shoes. You can't frame the reactions to Snape's assault the same way you would if it happened today.)

But forget context, right? Forget the order of events, and forget what a character does, a personal reading of the text becomes canon because... of reasons? I think I just have a really really hard time with the way some people are oblivious to how intensely they project onto characters and how much they consider those projections facts. And with how personal readings are stated as fact without the context of, "I read/interpret/view/etc. this as."

[sskk-manifesto]

The best 68 seconds in anime history (and a 22 minutes 32 seconds of prelude to that, I guess)

[elucubrare]

poetry foundation's poem of the day is robert penn warren's "evening hawk," a poem which i first encountered on the ap english exam, which i say only because even in that horrible context, the poem hit like an arrow and stuck under my skin -- "the head of each stalk is heavy with the gold of our error"!! -- and i have so few poems whose entrance into my life i remember so vividly but also have the same niggling problem with, no matter when or how many times i read it:

 The star/Is steady, like Plato, over the mountain.

has never really fit, and its placement towards the end has always marred the poem for me - i was going to say "a little," but actually, a lot.

[phil-lesterfan]

rereading my one posted buddie fic and looking exactly like this gif sans blunt

[a1exkra1ie]

"colonisation and islamisation of the public space" kys

"ethnoreligious supremacy" ???????????

[steviescrystals]

i graduated high school 3 years ago and i’m still not over the fact that NO ONE TOLD ME the district would delete all of our school accounts like a month later and now every paper, presentation, project, etc. i made on that account from 5th-12th grade is just gone forever 🫠

[catsconflictscopicsandchamomile]

something fucked up abt randomly scrolling through John Winchester's Journal on archive.org (listen I'm PROCRASTINATING procrastinating), getting excited when an entry mentioned that they'd be heading to Albuquerque (where I moved last fall and currently live rn)... and then the next entry is dated March 17th. today.

(the entry is on succubi, if you're wondering. is all this "succubi are hunting the winchester family" stuff a tie-in to something in the show i forgot abt or is this just another wtf moment. he was rambling about water spirits a few pages back, namedropped Jenny Greenteeth AND undead water horses, THAT was fucking weird)

[wingsy-keeper-of-songs]

Me: *watching Most Dangerous Game: New York Flavored* This one is leagues better than Littlest Cancer Patient Liam Hemsworth.

Also me: Why is Victor's sister so goddamn stupid and why does that make me so mad??

[gummygowon]

THE FUCKING URGE TO WRITE SOMETHING ABOUT SEONGHWA IN THIS MV JESUS CHRIST SO MANY THINGS HAPPENED IN THE MV I CANT

[zaczenemiji]

Hi there! It's me...again. Hope your doing okay.

I was thinking about a new request about Kenji Sato x Fem! Reader based on the song "Please, Please, Please" from Sabrina Carpenter. Reader is a singer just like her so and has a relationship with Ken but she thinks that some things aren't doing good, but she also has him wrapped around her finger. Like the part with "I beg you, don't embarrass me, mother******". It can be angst but also fluffy and spice (Only if you want to but no smut) It can end in a happy ending.

The rest is up to you because I know you'll do a great job. No need to rush so take your time.

Don’t Prove ‘Em Right

Kenji Sato x Singer!Reader

Word Count: 1,358

Genre/Warnings: Angst (light), Character Development, Drama, Emotional, Redemption

Author’s Note: I went with a bit of angst 🤧

MASTERLIST

“You could do better.”

This was one thing you’ve always heard since you started dating men as a singer. Throughout your career, you were either cheated on, abandoned, or used in a way that they just rode your fame.

Other times, fans would ship you with another singer or celebrity or whoever famous and you’d give it a try for them but the ending is the always same: you two were just pretending for public entertainment and there was never love at all.

Your perception of love blurred the longer you got in the singing industry. You sang about it, wrote songs about it, but you’ve never really experienced it for a significant amount of time or for a significant depth.

That was until you met Kenji.

Despite his fame, he seemed down-to-earth and genuinely interested in getting to know you. He took you to his baseball games and introduced you to his teammates. In return, you invited him to your recording sessions.

Kenji was always supportive, and always encouraging. He seemed genuinely proud of your achievements and was always there for you. Despite his busy schedule, he shows up at your gigs and concerts and cheers you on from the front row.

He had a way of making you feel special like you were the most important person in his world. It was easy to overlook the occasional outbursts, the moments of impulsiveness that seemed to come with his fiery temperament.

You told yourself that everyone had flaws, and Kenji's good qualities far outweighed his bad ones.

You believed in him and in the future you could build together. Despite the red lights and the stop signs, you held on to the belief that this time, this love was right.

But as time went on, the cracks in Kenji's facade began to show. His temper flared more frequently, and his impulsive decisions started to take a toll on your relationship.

You made excuses for him and justified his actions to your friends and family. You told them he’s different.

But they told you that with the way he’s behaving, you’ll just end up in the dumps again—that he’s going to cheat on you, hurt you, leave you, and the ending will be the same…

“You could do better.”

Heartbreak is one thing, but your ego is another. You couldn’t afford your name dominating the headlines again. And for what reason? Another breakup.

You loved him deeply, but the constant cycle of highs and lows was exhausting. You wanted to believe that he could change, that he could be the man you fell in love with.

But the more you tried to fix things, the more you realized that some things were beyond your control.

You sat in front of your vanity doing your makeup nicely. You glanced at the clock. Kenji would be here any minute to pick you up now. Tonight is your big night. It’s an afterparty to celebrate the release of your new single.

Your boyfriend had a reputation for causing a scene. It wasn't entirely his fault—he was passionate but it sometimes translated into impulsiveness. Tonight, of all nights, you needed him to be on his best behavior.

As if on cue, the doorbell rang. Kenji stood there, looking dashing in a tailored suit, a grin spreading across his face as he saw you.

"Wow, you look stunning," he said, pulling you in for a quick kiss.

"Thanks," you replied, forcing a smile. "You sure you wanna come?"

"Of course," he replied with a confidence that both reassured and worried you. “I’m always here for you.”

You arrived at the venue in no time. Celebrities, reporters, and fans filled the room, all eager to celebrate your success. You and Kenji mingled with the crowd, exchanging pleasantries and accepting congratulations.

But as the night went on, Kenji's behavior started to shift. The drinks were flowing, and while you had stuck to soda water, Kenji had not.

You watched with growing anxiety as he laughed a little too loudly, and gestured a little too wildly. The conversations around you started to feel like a backdrop to a ticking time bomb.

You pulled him aside. "Kenji, please," you whispered urgently. "Just... take it easy, okay?"

He frowned, a mix of confusion and irritation crossing his features. "What? I'm just having a good time."

"I know," you said, forcing another smile. “Just... for me, okay?"

He sighed but nodded and for a while, it seemed like he was keeping his promise. He stuck by your side, an arm around your waist, engaging in polite conversation with your friends and family.

However, you left him one moment and then the next, he was talking to one of the reporters. The latter walked away, a smirk on his face. Kenji turned to you, his face flushed with anger.

"Can you believe that guy?" he spat. "He had the nerve to ask about the last game. Said I sucked."

"Kenji," you said softly, trying to calm him down. You placed your hand on his chest. "It's not worth it."

"But—"

"Please, Kenji. Just... let it go."

He looked at you, the anger in his eyes slowly fading. He took a deep breath and nodded. "For you," he said quietly.

But the reprieve was short-lived. You caught sight of him at the bar, raising his voice at someone who had apparently made a snide comment.

The situation escalated quickly, and before you knew it, Kenji had thrown a punch, causing a commotion that drew everyone's attention.

Your heart sank as security rushed in to break up the fight. You could feel all eyes on you, whispers spreading through the crowd.

You felt a sense of dejà vu as this wasn't the first time Kenji let his emotions get the best of him, and you were able to hold it together as you’ve always done, but then you heard the one thing you hated.

“She could’ve done better.”

Without a word, you grabbed your things and stormed out of the venue, the tears you had been holding back finally spilling over.

Not long after, Kenji arrived at your house, disheveled and remorseful. "(Y/n), I'm so sorry," he began, reaching out to you. "I didn't mean to ruin everything."

You stepped back, keeping a distance between you. "Kenji, this can't keep happening. You promised me you would behave tonight!” You said in between sobs. “This was supposed to be my night, and you turned it into a disaster.”

You sat on your couch, your legs feeling too tired to keep you up. "I can't keep making excuses for you,” you continued. “I can't keep sacrificing my career for your mistakes."

Kenji fell silent, his shoulders slumping in defeat. He’s scared. He knew what those words meant. At that moment, he felt like the sky was crashing on him.

"I don't want to lose you, (y/n)," he said quietly, tears falling down. "I love you, and I know I've been screwing up. But I'm willing to do everything to make things right. Therapy, anger management, whatever it takes."

You stared at him, your heart aching with a mix of love and doubt. "Kenji, this isn't just about tonight,” you said. “This has been happening for a while now.“

“Please, (y/n),” he begged, his voice trembling as he knelt in front of you, embracing your legs as he rested his head on your lap. “I want to be the man you deserve. Please, give me one more chance."

Over the next few weeks, Kenji followed through on his promise. He made genuine efforts to address his issues.

He went out of his way to apologize to your friends and family for his behavior at the party, taking full responsibility for his actions.

Slowly but surely, he’s coming back to being the man you fell in love with. He made sure you wouldn’t be the one doing better because he was becoming better himself.

One afternoon, you had lunch with your friends. They asked about how things are now going between you and Kenji. You gave them a smile, a genuine one since after the party.

“He became better.”

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[ace-disgrace-from-space]

Imagine you are Akutagawa. You have just watched the person you most consider your equal die. The only one who has ever stood up against you, the only one to truly stand beside you, and someone you would let stand behind you.

And he is gone. Turned to light and dust in the air. And you could not save him for all your power and strength.

And only now do you see everything.

The hate.

The anger.

The respect.

The love.

Only now do you see and feel and remember all that Atsushi Nakajima was to you. And it doesn't even matter because he is gone. He is gone, gone, gone. And he is gone because he wanted for you to stay.

Just as you wanted him to stay.

And you don't know how to feel because he is gone but he did it because he believed you, of all the mutts and monsters and strays, deserved to live.

Of all of the unwanted creatures in the world, you met the one you needed. Someone who you saw and who saw you. Who you would save and who would save you in turn. Because, now that your eyes are clear and unclouded and full of light- his light -you can see that you were wanted.

Both of you were.

Because were either of you truly unwanted, why would you die for him and he for you?

And it burns and it aches and it hurts because despite both of you wanting and wishing- you, Ryunosuke Akutagawa, are alone.

Because one stupid, foolish weretiger asked for you to live.

Because one idiotic, stubborn, wandering stray dog wanted for you to stay.

Imagine you are Akutagawa. You wake up a blank slate- knowing simply your name and your purpose: protect the princess. Protect the commoners. Those are your only thoughts. Your only duty.

And so you do.

You must slay the evil that threatens the princess. Slaughter it so that it never darkens her doorstep again. Destroy it so that no commoner must fear again. But what you find is not simply the evil, but someone else. He seems to recognize you, but you cannot. He calls to you, afraid- you don't listen. Who is he?

No matter. He is a commoner, which means he must be protected. That is all there is to it. All that matters is destroying the evil in front of you. Nothing more. Nothing less. That is your duty as a knight.

You clash with the evil, a blur of blades and power and sparks. You fight to protect and to serve and to succeed.

And then you fall. You don't quite know how, but you fall nonetheless. You are prone and bleeding and hurt. You are lifted into the air, pain and anger and the voices: Protect the Princess. Protect the commoners. Protect the Princess. Protect the commoners. But you cannot move. You cannot fight. You accept your fate as a knight should. That is all you can do.

A weight crashes into you, heavy and deliberate. You feel yourself fall again, but this time it's different. Because you see him. Arms outstretched. Arm. Arm outstretched. He saved you- protected you. He let himself hurt for you. Die for you. Why? Why would he do this? Who is he? What is he? Why?

Why?

Why?

"Consider us even. Away with you..." he smiles at you, turning to light. "...you fool."

And you remember.

And you remember.

And you scream because that is your partner, your other half, your fool. The man you found enough to hurt for. To die for. To protect because he is Atsushi Nakajima and that was reason enough.

And you remember.

And you scream.