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aidsyouinthinking · 7 months

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Inktober Map

Map in flux

Starved for so long, then feels anew. The mind’s chemical war alight to brew, mixed feelings, all estranged, by you, and those dams blocking your queue. A cosmic blizzard- so tempting, but you can handle only a flake, But now your noon is night, and you wish for your daybreak. Although you are attempting, that might have been your mistake. Best just zip up and stay safe; pretend it is all fake? …

The siren song calls; it will crack again. A cyclical cycle, it constant, to abstain. Break from that heavy python-like chain. Push through the curtains and self-pain. Melted wax wings, a rolling ball All worth it for the greatest of all

… Only the best, ‘cause you ween yourself of it You deny the need, but soon you will admit You’re not a robot or some kind of counterfeit You just want sunshine and a chance to sit…

….!

Every single thread, in my beating head, yells to me to dance to and fro They wish me dead, rant and beg, as I plead and cry “No no no.” I’m no Sherlock, if there is a murder there’d be no mystery! Why for every second, do we tear at my life history?

You are not picking away at the problem, don’t you see? You fervently, incessantly, with no remorse carving into me…

Past, present, future: you, I, me. Can we work together? ‘cuz’ everything else seems to be.

…

Pfft, you’re a rusty cog in the machine? Oh no, oh no, how obscene!~

This clattering of teeth, data to information All made from your sporadic mastication?

This sickly taste is of your own you’ve gnawed yourself to the bone

Was it in hopes of making your smile larger? or it would aid in your… personal departure?

In so many senses you are still so young Like botox in the brain, you’re all strung

…

You always play devil's advocate, but then who’s playing you? You are lost in the weeds, needing an anchor, or is that not true?

Too many choices, too many routes, stop planning ahead Put down the map, you are in quicksand, soon you’ll be dead. --------------------------- I ranted by the end of that, my head is a little hot now... I don't wanna look at it to finalise, I'll end up adding more.... Thanks for reading, I wish you a nice next rest, that's what I'm gonna do :)

#inktober2023 #inktober #inktober map #poem #original poem #poetry #longest poem yet... I think ... Is this a poem idk too tired #tw intrusive thoughts #tw breakdown #tw anxiety #tw #tw sucidal ideation #tw existential dread

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rain-loving-fox · 8 months

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👁👁 may I ask for some things you love about your relationships with Cole (my personal bestie™️) and Genji? (Separately of course)

i paused making a new carrd because i really wanted to answer this SOOOOOOO attempting to ramble part (mumbles some incorrigible answer)

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some things i love about my relationship with cole? well first and foremost, i guess its that we're both texan. i can literally project onto this damn f/o because?? ive grown up here all my life so i automatically can be like. OH CONTENT AND CONNECTION TO A CHARACTER WHOS LIKE ME FOR REAL!!!

so aside from just being texan...i think i like the silliness of it all. like. damn despite the circumstances of our knowing of each other, theres a strong level of playfulness. reckon, its akin to like, how two male friends interact (and i get along a lot better with guys while im a lot more awkward around women?? idk man) but yknow. aside from the playful insults and their loudest smack to the back that you'll hear in a hallway, its still just a bit more silly. in a romantic sense. whatever that means

another one is. mutually very affectionate. like in a sickeningly sweet way. peppering one's face in kisses. bear hugs. noogies followed up with head kisses. cuddles and snuggles and shit like that. but its always asked. because sometimes i get really annoyed by being touched. so we make sure to ask the other if ttheyre okay with affection! and specifying itll come in small or large amounts

i also love. angst. i more than likely struggled with separation anxiety as a kid and in a lot of my selfships thats like. rather than being attached to a parent, it shifts to the f/o. so like, yeah i follow cole around like a pet or something because i get so emotionally attached that leaving him (in any way, even if we just stayed friends) would probably wreck me. and funny, i like to think of cole being in a similar situation. we are glued to one another's hips, because if we leave each other we will probably go into a panic attack 👍 queue the missions always being scheduled together cuz its either die together or not at all

small bonuses: morning kisses by windows; cole never smoking around me; me giving cole beard scratches; me kissing cole's amputated arm. not the prosthetic (i kiss that too), the actual nub

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FOR GENJI. MAN. okay well one of my favorite things imvolving this man is that. teehee i love the fucking. female friend who is not giving a shit and male friend who's a playboy who also does not give a shit but in a more playful way (he falls first). like oh yeah we're flirting as a joke theres nothing there (genji is fanning his face after he ran away from me because i called him stupid and he liked that). i literally do not care unless i actually hurt his feelings (he will pout and then eventually tell me after three days and then gets pampered)

UH. RELATIONSHIP HAPPENS WHILE YOUNG. AND THEN THE TRAGEDY HITS. AKA I ALSO LIKE THE ANGST HERE AS WELL. its so very oh we're having a mostly happy relationship if you ignore the shimada clan getting fussy. oh i propose to genji? oh he accepts? genji fucking almost dies and i dont see him for a long while. and when i do get to see him he hates how he looks and he obviously does not want me to see him but i just cry. not because hes ugly. but because hes alive. genji's shocked by this 👍

another silly thing. i looove kissing genji's scars. especially on his face. he gets so flustered, a large insecurity lies beneath the mask, and im just smothering him in kisses. i also really like the little hc that if he gets too flustered, steam comes from the metalic parts of his body so he can cool off. so if genji has his mask on and i fluster him, then damn there's my sign !

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okay, i KNOW you said separately. but between you and me, i am an avid gencass/spuriken shipper. like i dont indulge in much ccxcc ships because i am easily jealous but i LOOOVE gencass.

so with that being said: polyam alternative! i spoil two men who very much deserve it!! and i get to be cuddled by two very silly men!! and we all have one big ass crying sesh!! sometimes!! it all works out. its the dynamic of trio going to an amusement park except i carry everything because i hate most of the rides and i just film genji and cole having a good time and tjen they make sure i dont get heat sickness (this has happened irl twice)

#ೃ⁀➷ ☁️ selfship — chlocole ; ⛈️🌻 — ☁️#ೃ⁀➷ ☁️ selfship — genchlo ; ⛈️🐉 — ☁️

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starlitink · 1 year

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About Me

Aster | They/them | Queer

DNI LIST!

Homophobes

Transphobes/TERFS/JK Rowling

Racists and white supremacists

Sexists/misogynists

Autism Speaks and their supporters (#lightitupred people!)

Xenophobes

Nazis

Pedophiles

Bipjobes, acephobes, arophobes, panphobes, literally just any kind of -phobe

You're not scared of people, you're just an asshole

Trump supporters

Ableists

Please note this blog has a big TW for cursing (but other than that, I try to keep everything family-friendly).

This is primarily a blog about Broadway musicals, although I will reblog random shit from time to time.

So far, I’ve listened to:

Newsies (both 92sies and Livesies)

Mean Girls

Heathers

Wicked (I saw this one live on Broadway right before COVID)

The Lightning Thief

Beetlejuice

Six

Hamilton

Tuck Everlasting

Legally Blonde

Beauty And The Beast

The Little Mermaid

Dear Evan Hansen

Aladdin

Mamma Mia!

The Prom

Hadestown

West Side Story

Anastasia

Into The Woods

Addams Family

Matilda

The Sound of Music

The Wiz

Frozen

Les Miserables

The Phantom Of The Opera

Hairspray

This is where I post headcanons, incorrect quotes, and writing (primarily about Newsies, as that is my favorite (as you can probably tell from my blog’s aesthetic))

A guide to navigating my blog is under the cut!

How to find things on my blog:

The ‘ask aster‘ tag is where I have ask games and answer questions!

Anything tagged ‘dogsies‘ is related to the Dogsies AU that my sisters and I came up with. In this AU, the newsies are dogs in an animal shelter run by Kloppman.

Anything tagged ‘invisible string‘ is related to the Invisible String AU (alternate name, Hell Was The Journey But It Brought Me Heaven). This AU is based on Good Omens by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett. In this AU, Jack and Davey are an angel and a demon trying to stop the apocalypse.

The ‘we’ll stay young forever‘ tag is another AU of my own creation. It’s a Newsies x Tuck Everlasting crossover AU where Jesse Tuck (AKA Crutchie) is forced to give Jack water from the magic spring in order to keep him alive, and chaos ensues.

Search for a specific ship like Javid or Sprace to find everything I’ve posted about that ship.

Contrary to popular belief, I do post about stuff other than Newsies. Search a specific musical to find everything I’ve posted about that musical!

The ‘aster writes‘ tag is where I post my writing! Oneshots and short stories go here!

"crystallizedtwilight" is for posts reblogged from @crystallizedtwilight, one of my absolute FAVORITE artists here on Tumblr. (She does a lot of Sprace art, so if you're looking for that, check this tag!)

I have low-key giving up on tagging things cuz I'm apathetic and the only reason this blog is still up and running is because of the queue function so uhhhhhhh good luck finding shit now lol

#about me #Had to remake the about me post lol

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sputn1k-ka1 · 4 years

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Hueningkai Camping Trip for @leviatenn

#txt huening kai #hueningkai #kai kamal huening #tomorrow by together #tomorrow x together #txt #txt moodboard #moodboards #moodboard #txt aesthetic #aesthetic #i can stay young cuz of queue

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ddagent · 4 years

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Hiya!! So yeah I really am gonna need some paragraphs from the Austenland AU because it sounds DELICIOUS! I offer a warm stack of chocolate chip cookies made with brown sugar instead of white (cuz we all know brown sugar makes a cookie god-tier) 💕

Nom nom nom, I will *always* accept chocolate chip cookies! I hope you enjoy.

Jaime shouldered his duffel bag and disembarked the ferry. On the port was a cardboard cut-out of The Blue Knight, Oathkeeper in hand, with a sign advertising ‘Evenfall’: Westeros’ only interactive historical experience! Grinning, Jaime made his way to the small line that had formed. There were a handful of other guests: men like him, hoping for adventure and heroics; women (also like him), hoping for romance and courtly love.

He couldn’t help the smile on his face.

After a short wait, a mini-bus that had seen better days pulled up to the kerb. A young man, in a red tunic and fraying breeches, emerged from the driver's side. He came to the front of the queue. “Good afternoon! I am Podrick, a squire at Evenfall Hall. I have been entrusted to escort you good ladies and fine sers. If you’ll step onboard the carriage, I’ll have you there in no time.”

The six other guests piled on first; Jaime bringing up the rear. The only seat was close to the front, right beside the driver. Podrick the squire had trouble getting the mini-bus’ gear shift to behave itself. Jaime grinned. “Bet you’re wishing we were on a real horse and carriage right now.”

Podrick finally got the shift into first gear. “Actually, Ser, with all the storms we get on Tarth, it’s just easier to use the mini-bus. Lightning spooks the horses, y’see.”

“We’ll still get to ride, though, won’t we?”

He nodded. “Oh, yes. Lord Tarth has a very detailed itinerary for your stay. Believe me, you won’t go home unsatisfied.”

“I hope not.”

Jaime had made such a fuss over attending Evenfall. His father had refused it: Lannisters do not take holidays, and when they do, they do not play pretend. His sister had found the notion ridiculous: why would you want to spend two weeks without technology or proper plumbing? Tyrion had been the only one who’d found the idea amusing, but had gently reminded Jaime that his obsession with history seemed to be stopping him from enjoying the present. True, he was unlucky in love: few women wanted to discuss the old stories, nor debate the better Valyrian steel sword.

After he was dumped (yet again), and reprimanded (yet again), Jaime quit and took his inheritance to Tarth.

As the windy roads of the Stormlands island dissolved into dirt tracks, Jaime looked out his murky window at the rain lashing down. The imposing figure of Evenfall Hall came into view, and Jaime could almost picture a tourney in the grounds; the Blue Knight holding strong in the melee. He hoped there would be a tourney during their visit. He wanted to experience it all: the rush of battle, the joy of wearing a woman’s favour, grabbing the winner’s purse, crowning someone queen of love and beauty.

Jaime sighed, content, and was jolted forward as Podrick slammed on the brakes. “SORRY! But we’re here.”

After Podrick put on the handbrake, the seven guests trundled off the bus. Two servants in ancient Westerosi garb took their bags. Podrick put his hands behind his bag and addressed the group. “Your luggage will be taken to your rooms. For now, you will be dressed in appropriate clothing and given your backstory for the duration of your stay. Gentleman, you will also see the master-at-arms to be fitted with a sword. Ladies, if you would follow Septa Roelle? Gentleman, if you’d like to follow me.”

Jaime was first in line, pulling ahead of the three other men. He was taken into the first room, where he was given some period-appropriate clothing. The boots were well-shined, the breeches fitted perhaps a little too snug. His tunic was red with embroidered lions upon his chest, and he was fitted with a red cloak. Jaime twirled in the mirror. Oh yes. This would do very nicely.

Next, he was taken to see the master-at-arms. Inside the small room were suits of armour, several shields (including one he recognised as belonging to Ser Duncan the Tall), and a tall, broad man testing the weight of a blade. “Hello?”

“Hello.”

The man turned around. Not a man. Jaime frowned. “The master-at-arms at Evenfall is a woman?”

“She is. If you have an issue with that, you can enjoy your story at Evenfall without a sword.”

“No, no issue. The Blue Knight, after all, was a woman. First female knight in Westeros.”

The master-at-arms blinked, before turning her attention to the four blades resting atop a velvet blanket. She reached for one with a ruby in its helm, and laid it across her arm to offer him the blade. He took it carefully. A sword felt bloody good in his hands. Like he was meant for it. Jaime thrust it forward, before slashing across the air.

The master-at-arms scoffed. “Alright, Goldenhand, it’s a blunt sword. This is a prop, you understand? It’s to go in a scabbard and remain there.”

Jaime frowned. “Will we have the opportunity to use real swords?”

“Yes, under my direction.”

The master-at-arms grabbed a sword-belt and wound it around his hips. Her touch was surprisingly gentle. Jaime had to look up to meet her gaze. A blue, electric gaze that had Jaime swallowing. She’s just an actor. Same as Podrick the squire. She’s probably been in some local commercials. Once the belt and scabbard were affixed, she took the sword from his hands and shoved it in. He smirked.

“There.” The master-at-arms brought over some parchment and a quill, writing the number for his sword down. “Do you have a name, Ser? For the inventory?”

“Ser Jaime of House Lannister.”

The master-of-arms frowned. “Can’t be a real house, Goldenhand. Intellectual property.”

“But I am. Jaime, son of Tywin.” Two eyebrows rose, not quite believing that the former heir to Lannister Holdings would be staying in a historical experience. “Fine. I will be Ser Jaime of House Coster. And you?”

“I am Ser Brienne Storm, Lord Selwyn Tarth’s master-at-arms.” There were two raps on the door Jaime had entered minutes earlier. “That is the next knight, Ser Jaime of House Coster. Enjoy your stay at Evenfall.”

“Oh. I will.”

He looked the part. He felt the part. He already had a back-and-forth going with the master-at-arms that Jaime was determined to beat in the sparring ring. All he had to do now was find a fair maiden with which to fall in love.

#braime #jaime x brienne #mine: paragraph prompts #geerlynotgirly #ship: braime #it's been aaaaaaaaaages since I've written anything

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365daysofsasuhina · 4 years

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[ 365 Days of SasuHina || Day Three Hundred Eleven: Adventure ] [ Uchiha Sasuke, Hyūga Hinata, Uchiha Shisui, Uchiha Itachi ] [ SasuHina ] [ Verse: Virtual Vitality ] [ AO3 Link ]

Well...he can think of worse ways to go out.

Cliche as it is, the end of the world has been nigh for...quite some time. And while the rich bigwigs shuttle off for space and the poor are left to their devices, those somewhere in the middle have another option: a virtual reality for the digital records of their brains to live on for...well, there wasn’t a specific end date given. The servers are robust, robotic caretakers and spare parts galore left for maintenance in its secure, secret location, and the rest left to fate as the world breathes its last few breaths.

The queue for digitalization has been rampant for weeks. Every country has seen massive crowds gathering for a chance to achieve digital immortality. And Sasuke’s family were among them.

They managed to be among the earliest, finding a neurological scan facility within their city. It took several days of camping out along the sidewalk, slowly moving up as others dredged alongside them. But then came their turn.

To say it was chaotic would be an understatement. But so too was it obvious the staff was doing all it could to accommodate them all. Not only had they been doing it for weeks by that point, but surely they’d been trained beforehand to handle it, the numbers to be expected.

“Uchiha?”

“Yes,” Fugaku had rumbled in reply.

“Six in your party?”

“That’s right.”

Father, mother, brother...aunt, cousin, and himself, Sasuke mentally counted. The closest of their immediate family. The rest either lived far, or were simply never heard from.

“All right then...please, follow me.” A doctor with a clipboard escorted them to a room off a hallway that branched from the main lobby. Even there it felt crowded, and the tension in the air made Sasuke borderline anxious. Within the chamber were several chairs, a myriad of tech, and a head-level device attached to the ceiling, like one of those portable x-ray machines at a dentist’s office.

“All right...everyone please take a seat, and then we’ll get started as soon as I log your profiles.” The doctor turned to the computer, fingers flying over the keys as the Uchiha all settled nervously in their chairs...save for Itachi, who was put into place in his wheelchair.

“Eager to walk again?” Shisui asked quietly.

“I’m not sure ‘eager’ is the proper term given the overarching circumstances, but...relatively speaking? Yes,” was Itachi’s ever-dry answer.

“Well gee, thanks for making me feel like an asshole…”

“Sorry...I’m just...tense.”

“Yeah...I get that.”

“We will begin alphabetically, please. Fugaku, if you would?”

Giving his family a glance, Fugaku did as asked, standing and following the doc’s orders to stand perfectly still. Adjusting the scanner, they then stood back, plugging in something through the keyboard before the procedure began.

As if with a mind of its own, the machine began to move. Slowly turning about Fugaku’s head, it almost looked like some kind of wild animal cautiously circling. Doing his best to hold still, the patriarch’s eyes nonetheless swiveled in their sockets in an attempt to watch.

“And...that’s done! Itachi is next.”

Visibly relieved, Fugaku then positioned his son, the machine lowered to account for his seated posture.

And so it went, over and over until it was finally Sasuke’s turn. Standing in the proper place, he eyed the machine warily as it was set in place.

“Do your best to keep still, and we’ll wrap up with your cousin.”

“...right.”

“Now, things will go dark for the copy, and then it will wake in the server. For you, however, things will continue as normal.”

Heaving a steadying breath, Sasuke couldn’t help but flinch as it started to move. Around it went, slowly, the hum of its mechanisms sounding in his ears.

As soon as the machine stopped...everything went black.

...and then a moment later, he opens his eyes.

He’s...in some sort of...lobby…? It looks like a hotel or something, but...no one else is around. Where’s his family?

“Hey, finally! A familiar face!”

Turning, Sasuke’s brows lift. “Shisui?”

“Yeah! Apparently the data loads in small batches, so the others should be around soon...we’re advised to wait until then so no one gets separated.”

“Where’d you hear that?”

“Some kind of npc lady. She’s been wandering around, clearly on a script.”

“What, like...a game?”

“Sorta. Also...you might want to change your clothes. You’re still in the default.”

“Default? What -?” Jostling as his cousin turns him toward a mirror, Sasuke blanches. He’s in a plain white t-shirt, pants, and shoes. Like some kind of mannequin or something. “...how...do I…?”

“Bring up your dominant hand, palm up.”

“...uh -?” Doing as asked, Sasuke glances to his left. Then, much like a game, some kind of...menu springs up, making him holler and stumble backward.

“Yeah, it...takes some getting used to. Anyway, see that, uh...chest of drawers looking icon? That’s the wardrobe. Pick whatever you want! You can even change the colors.”

“...huh.” Still a bit leery, Sasuke presses the ‘button’, watching as an inventory does indeed bloom. He’s...really not sure what to wear, and he doesn’t feel like taking all that long to look...so he settles on a dark top, a sweatshirt, and some jeans.

“There, that’s more like the Sasuke I know! Guess now we’ll just...sit and wait for - whoa!”

Glancing to Shisui, Sasuke has to do a double take. Itachi’s data has loaded...and…

“Dude...you’ve got legs!”

Looking a bit disoriented for a moment, Itachi then looks to his cousin...and then down. “...I’ve always had legs,” he eventually retorts. “These just...function.”

“You know what I mean,” Shisui replies, waving a hand. “Come on, let’s pick you some clothes, dude! You look like that one chick from that insurance commercial…”

Brow furrowing, Itachi lets himself be guided through the motions as Mikoto, her sister, and her husband then appear.

“Looks like we all made it,” Sasuke offers, moving to help walk them through what he himself has learned so far.

And then others start to load, typically by themselves or in pairs. Knowledge passes, and soon enough fifty or so people (individually dressed) mill about in the lobby.

“If I may have your attention, please!”

Everyone turns at the voice, finding a woman standing at the head of the room: likely the one Shisui mentioned.

“Greetings, and welcome to the post-Earth survival servers. Your data has been successfully loaded! I will now give you your introductory guide to the servers.

“Servers are all interconnected through various lobbies, like this one. To travel between servers, you need only return to the proper lobby, where you can load any of the available servers! The default exit point for this lobby is the ‘fantasy RPG’ server.”

“Wait, seriously?” Shisui whispers. “I wasn’t serious when I compared this to a game…!”

“A variety of people means a variety of experiences! A full list of lobbies and their contents are available for perusal in your menu. Simply lift your dominant hand, palm up, to access your personal menu. Data collected while in a server will be stored within each: so if you leave a server and come back, your previous data will be reloaded, and you can continue your experience where you left off! You can also restart at any time, should you wish to explore the world from the beginning again!

“This lobby will be closed for one hour while this batch of data are allowed time to pick their first server. If you haven’t made a choice, you will be moved to the default server to free up the lobby to load more data! And as mentioned, you can change servers at any time.

“Specific data can also be searched and found on the server maps through your menus, so you can always locate another data should you become separated!

“If you require any further explanations, there are guides and tutorials for hundreds of subject matter in your menu’s encyclopedia! Organize them by subject, or search for a specific aspect. Your hour begins now - please, enjoy your post-Earth experience!”

After an awkward pause, everyone starts talking amongst their groups, menus opening and plans being made.

“...well, that’s...not what I was expecting,” Itachi admits as the Uchiha all gather.

“Y’know...I might actually stick with this server to start,” Shisui muses, a hand at his chin. “I’ve always loved RPGs!”

The adults, however, express a desire to find something more...normal, perhaps modern.

“We can always meet up again later,” Sasuke offers with a shrug. “I mean, the map seems pretty easy to use. Cuz honestly...I might stick with Shisui. This sounds like fun.”

“Then I shall as well,” Itachi agrees, while the trio of elders offer to establish a kind of ‘home base’ in a modern server to regroup to.

“So...guess we just...head out, then?” Sasuke asks.

“Seems that way. But I have to wonder, if this really is an RPG server...where’s all the roleplaying options? Y’know, classes and all that?”

“Perhaps we will find out when we load into the server itself,” Itachi muses.

“Um...excuse me…?”

Finding themselves interrupted, the trio turn to find a young woman standing nearby. “Can we help you?” Itachi asks, ever polite.

“I, um...I couldn’t help but overhear that you...that you plan to stay in this server?”

“Yeah, we thought we’d give it a try,” Shisui confirms.

“Could...c-could I join you? At least to start, so I’m not b-by myself? The rest of my family, um...isn’t interested.”

The three exchange glances. “...I don’t see why not,” Sasuke replies. “You got a name?”

“Oh! Yes! It’s Hinata - Hinata Hyūga.”

“Well I’m Shisui - and these are my cousins, Itachi and Sasuke,” the eldest explains with the proper gestures.

“It’s nice to meet you!”

“Well, what do you say, guys? Should we go start ourselves a little adventure?” Shisui’s eyebrows wiggle, making Hinata giggle and the other two roll their eyes.

“This is going to be a long one,” Itachi sighs.

“We’ll just feed him to the first troll we find,” Sasuke suggests with a smirk.

“Oi!”

“That’s not very nice,” Hinata replies.

“Trust me...you’ll see what I mean soon enough.”

.oOo.

I am SUPER tired so I'll try to be brief. My own little take on "living in an RPG", based a little bit on that game SOMA by Frictional Games, aka the brain scan part lol - I've never actually read / watched a story of "living in an RPG" so...this is me winging it xD I'd like to do more, if the cut-off point doesn't make that obvious. It was getting a LITTLE long, and...it's very late and I'm exhausted OTL Been ill the last two days so my brain is just blegh, lol Aaanyway, it's sleep time for me! Thanks for reading~

#sasuhina #uchiha sasuke #hyūga hinata #uchiha shisui #uchiha itachi #virtual vitality [ au ]#365daysofsasuhina

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scribemallow · 5 years

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kirburbia ch. 12 - popsicle

the next chapter of kirburbia is out! i had a wonderful time writing this and i hope you have a wonderful time reading it. if you want to support my writing and me, please reblog, like, leave kudos or donate (link on my blog)! that means a ton to me.

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Meta Knight and Dedede stumble out of the karaoke bar a solid hour and a half later, drunk on laughter and exaggerated singing. Lost in the moment, they’re blinded by the daylight of an Oklahoman summer when they emerge from the darkness, Meta Knight wincing as the light hits his eyes.

“Who let it be so bright out here?”

“Beats me. Geez, and it’s so warm too. I miss that air conditioning.” Meta Knight nods in sympathy, resisting the urge to point out that while Dedede is in what he calls a “Hawaiian shirt” Meta Knight went out of the house in a blue turtleneck. “Want to go get some ice cream before we’re out of the city entirely?”

Meta Knight smiles. “Yeah, I’d like that.” Dedede pulls out his car keys, presses a single button, then invites Meta to climb in on the seat next to him when he opens the sizeable doors.

“We have air conditioning in here, too.” Dedede presses a black button with exaggerated effect, and Meta Knight can hear the satisfying jets of cool air pump in.

“A wonderful carriage indeed.”

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As Dedede drives, Meta Knight realizes that he hasn’t been to this bit of the city yet. Dedede insisted on showing him around for a while when he arrived, but not this part. It’s lusher than the rest of the city, framed with plants and grasses that provide some shade from the sun.

“This is a new place.” Meta Knight mutters.

“It’s hard to get parked around here, and easy to get all caught up in the roads. Cuz it’s the park district. But I’m doin’ this for you!” He grins and gives Meta Knight a quick thumbs up before returning his hand to the wheel. And Meta Knight notices that, yes, there’s a lot of traffic around them and fewer parking spaces than usual.

No wonder. It’s very nice.

After a while of twists and turns across the roadway, Dedede finds a place and parks, once more offering Meta Knight his hand getting out of the car. The light is dappled through the canopy of the trees which encircle a wide stretch of grass. In the far corner of the green is a large café, and closer to Meta Knight and Dedede is a single truck.

“What’s that truck doing there? I don’t see any ice cream.”

“Aha,” Dedede exclaims “your questions are one and the same! See, the ice cream is inside that truck. We just go up to it and order, and the guy in the van will just hand it to us from the window!”

“How do they get the ice cream in the truck without it melting?”

Dedede shrugs. “I dunno. Look, however they do it, it’s great.” Meta Knight considers that to be a sufficient answer, and he starts making his way to the truck before Dedede can even tell him to. “Hey! Wait up!”

“Don’t be so slow, then.”

“Why- this is how you’re gonna treat me now, huh?” Dedede shouts. Meta Knight knows that on the surface it’s accusatory, but he can’t help but notice a tinge of fondness in Dedede’s words. He slows down his pace to allow for Dedede to catch up with him, and he pats Dedede on the back when he does.

“Hey, big guy.”

“I can’t have you running away from me like a naughty dog, Meta Knight.”

“I’ll stay right by your side, then.” Meta Knight links his arm through Dedede’s, maintaining his pace all the while. Dedede looks at him with confusion at first, but then laughs and allows it to continue as they march towards the truck. They laugh together whenever Meta Knight tugs slightly to encourage Dedede, or throw him off his balance as a joke. Dedede does the same, eliciting giggles from Meta Knight until he’s wheezing with laughter.

“I won’t make it easy for you!”

And another second later they’re right behind the truck.

“Other side, genius.”

Dedede shrugs off Meta Knight’s joking insult and thanks his luck that there’s a short enough queue that Meta Knight can decide but not one so long that it’ll hold them up. They end up standing behind a tall brunette and her young daughter- Kirby’s age, Meta Knight thinks- as they look at the menu.

“Decided yet, Meta?”

“I decided long ago.”

Dedede giggles. “I’m having the orange creamsicle.”

The woman and her daughter leave, allowing Dedede and Meta Knight to stand at the front of the queue. Dedede puts on his most diplomatic smile and speaks.

“Hi, I’d like an orange creamsicle please. Meta, what do you want?” Meta Knight gives Dedede a sharp look, but speaks anyway.

“I’d like the cola popsicle, please. And some soft serve with the strawberry syrup.”

“You’re getting two ice creams!?”

“One of them is a popsicle, actually.” Meta Knight points out. Dedede grumbles under his breath, but he hands the money over to the cashier anyway, rolling his eyes as he does.

“You got me there, I guess.” They stand for a minute while the man behind the window slowly prepares Meta Knight’s ice cream. Then Dedede asks something.

“Hey, can we get an, uh… grape popsicle? As well as that, thanks.” He slides over another dollar bill to the guy, who places one on the counter.” Dedede then turns to Meta Knight. “You know, for Kirby. He’ll feel left out otherwise.”

Oh yeah, Kirby. He’ll be out of there soon, and he’ll be in the mood for some kind of snack… Something in Meta Knight’s heart sinks when he thinks about picking Kirby up again. He cares about Kirby a lot, but he likes having fun with Dedede too. Even if they annoy each other. Dedede seems to enjoy it too. And they can cuss without Kirby around, and make tons of noise. The kind of thing he doesn’t get to experience very often. Dedede picks up their order, shuffles the ice cream cone and popsicle over to Meta Knight, takes his own then begins walking back to the car.

“I’ll drive quick so they don’t melt before we get to Kirby. Oh, and you see that café in the corner?” Dedede stops and points to the building Meta Knight saw before. Meta Knight nods.

“That’s one of my favourite places. ‘S called Super Coffee Bros. Lots of fun people, family owned. We should go there sometime.”

“I’d like that, Dedede. I’ve had fun with you today, even without Kirby.”

“Hey, I’m glad you didn’t even have a bad time with just me.”

“Do you want to sing in the car, maybe?”

“With you? Always.”

#kirburbia #kirby #metadede #meta knight #king dedede

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1800hotboyz · 6 years

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My thoughts on Keith’s Childhood (with meta but mostly speculation)

Okay so the fandom likes to go on and on about how it’s “so funny” or “so cute” that Keith doesn’t understand jokes or certain references, but like have you ever thought about why that is? Cuz I have a theory.

Okay so we know Keith was orphaned at a young age, that’s canon everyone knows that, and we know that Keith was at the Galaxy Garrison, what we don’t know is what happened to Keith in between that time. Who was taking care of him? The way I see it there are three options 1. He was in foster care 2. He was adopted 3. He was at an orphanage. But hold on, Keith is part Galra and even though we don’t know what percent Galra he is, it has to be enough to override his human DNA in everything except appearance because he is freely able to interact with Galra technology. So that leaves us with Keith’s mom (because we saw Keith’s dad in the Blade of Marmora flashback and he appears to be human) who had to be either all or half Galra and since Galra aren’t exactly human looking I doubt Keith’s father took her to the hospital when she went into labor (because you can’t exactly walk into a hospital with your alien wife when she’s about to give birth to your half alien son). This means that Keith probably doesn’t have a birth certificate and the likelihood that he is an official citizen of any country is slim at best. So what does this mean for little kid Keith/orphaned Keith? A lot actually. Without any form of government identification Keith can’t got to school, he can’t go to the doctor’s office or hospital, he can’t get a license, he can’t get a job, he can’t travel out of the country, he basically can’t exist. That means no foster homes, no adoption, and no orphanage. Okay so then, who took care of him between the time that he was orphaned to the time he joined the Garrison? If it can’t be any of the options listed before then that only leaves us with two other options 1. He was raised by someone Keith’s dad knew and trusted or 2. Keith raised himself and lived alone in isolation. Now, let’s start with the slightly happier option, Keith was raised by a family friend. Remember Keith can’t go to school so this person would have to have taught him everything he knows and let’s face it that’s a lot of stuff because Keith isn’t exactly an idiot (“greatest pilot of his generation” anyone?). However, whoever this person is also can’t take Keith with them many places because a sudden mystery kid that has no official papers is kind of suspicious. That means Keith would have had very little socialization with people other than his caretaker(s) that may or may not know how to raise a child. [Edit: it’s possible Keith’s Dad knew/was friends with Shiro’s parents and asked them to raise him. This would explain why Keith said Shiro was like a brother to him and why he is so comfortable with him, his short stay at the garrison would not be long enough to form that kind of bond given the information revealed in Keith’s Paladin vlog.] But, what about the sadder option, Keith raises himself. This would mean that Keith is completely and utterly alone. He would have had to teach himself everything he knows from books or other similar sources, he would have had to cook and feed and dress himself, everything a young child relies on their parents for Keith would have to do alone. He would have had little to no contact with other people and no way of bonding and forming normal social skills leading him to misunderstand things like jokes and references. Keith clearly is very book smart but socially he had no friends (other than Shiro it seems) before he became a paladin of Voltron and still sometimes acts as an independent party rather than a part of a larger team even after he joins Voltron. This could be reminiscent of his days living alone (or in semi-isolation) and having to worry about himself, and only himself, from a young age. The idea is also reflected in his relationships with the other members of team Voltron (while he knows the difference between wrong and right he has some difficulty emotionally reacting to the others and the situations he’s put in).

“But, wait!” you cry, “If Keith doesn’t have a birth certificate or any form of official papers then how did he get into the Galaxy Garrison?” I’m so glad you asked. The Garrison is Keith’s one chance at living a semi-normal life (and run by the government btw) and if he can prove he has exceptional skill that could be useful to the government, well they’ve been known to sweep certain discrepancies under the rug. And that is exactly what Keith does (I point back to the “greatest pilot of his generation” comment). So, it’s not only probable but likely that Keith was raised in some form of isolation that lead him to developing poor social skills and his misinterpreting jokes, references, and social queues that would otherwise be obvious.

[Disclaimer: I wrote this while I was waiting for season 3 to drop but I think everything we’ve seen in season 3 and now season 4 still supports this theory and I stand by it.]

#voltron legendary defender #voltron #keith kogane #keith vld #keith voltron #voltron theory #this is just my personal thoughts on it #i dont know it just got me thinking

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nympsycho-ao3 · 4 years

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Can we know what type of creative projects you have coming up? I always look forward to your works so I’m just curious. But if you’d rather kee it private that’s okay too!!

this is such a flattering ask krgjthnset

I have a jotakak fic that I’ve essentially written out in my head. after the break cuz it got too long oop-

it features post-sdc, except Kak goes blind during the N’Doul fight and never fights dio with jotaro. It’s kind of an angsty fic, where jotaro gets his drivers license when he gets home and kind of starts driving kak around out of pity. but jotaro starts crushin on kak. Main conflict is that a very attractive young woman seems interested in getting with Jotaro/driving around in his car since they’re in high school and that’s what i was like in high school at least lol, but Jotaro of course wants nothing to do with this woman. So she uses Kak, shows him a good time like “hey look at my blind bf oh and also jotaro drives us around in his cool ass car” and it’s super obvious to jotaro that she’s just using him. But kak is blind to it (ha ha ah ahahahaha ahhaa pls laugh). When Jotaro confronts him about it or whatever, kak gets pissy. queue angsty “breakup”. Then eventually something happens between kak and the girl (I’m thinking she tries to do something noncon-y at a party or something) and kak literally stumbles around until he finds a phone booth and calls jotaro.

for some reason jotaro picks up after he calls him like 3or 4 times and agrees to pick him up. it’s like 3 am and jotaro isnt making the drive all the way to kak’s house so he lets him stay the night. this is the start to a bunch of hurt/comfort angst with happy ending sort of shit where they end up totally gay with lots of butt fucking

let me know if that even sounds interesting, like i always worry my stories are boring.

there’s more (like finishing flourish) but that’s the biggest one spinning around in my noggin.

thanks for asking :3

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thefatedmeeting · 7 years

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i tweeted a lot abt the concert yesterday and i translated it to eng so i coudl send it to meg so im gonna just paste it here for the record. warning: im very excited

okay. the tweets start after i got in the hotel from the show so ill translate them all hsdfgj

everyone i cant stay here for a long time cuz the wifi sucks and im really nuts but im so dead i have no words guys idk i cant believe i saw my sons live sdkfjsdf

the choreos and dances and them speaking portuguese and jin and suga and hoseok crying im emo

i was kinda far away, i couldnt see their faces neatly but i could identify their body shape and im so emo

them saying they were happy to come and they wwanted to come more frequently and they were sad to go and jin (THE GUY FROM AWAKE) saying he feels better bec of the fans im :(((((

when suga and namjoon sang their solos i was almost crying tbh kfdjd

and taehyung was wearing that bandana, this man is truly trying to kill me sdfsdf

im gonna be that guy but tae's choreos were super beautiufl and i am very fuckenigh in love

i wanted to talk abt my day and the queue and abt my sons more, but im super tired soo GOOD NITE

there were sooooooooo many people, so many fuckin people, the biggest queue of my life skdjfsdf and a lot of young ppl too damn. but it was so beautiful, the fans and the boys singing together :((( im emo

i woke up super early, i was like so fuckin sleepy sdkfjsdf we boarded the plane etc, the trip was nice, i was super nervous but we arrived well, already in the plane i spotted a lot of fans sdkfjsdf

when the plane landed it kinda shook a little and a girl SHRIEKED a nervous laugh i had to fuckfign laugh out loud it was so funny dfjkgdfhgfdh

okay so we got to the hotel, tehre were armys there too, wow guys there were so many armys in sao paulo you kick a lamppost and 10 would pop out

our hotel room was super simple but it was good, and comfortable. the bed was a+++++++++

me and my sis went out for lunch then we went to the concert venue, i was super nervous but thanks to the medicine i got better sdkfjskjdf man. when we got there the queue was HUGE. the biggest queue of my life

there WERE SO MANY PEOPLE SERIOUSLY and a lot of young ppl, like even babies. there was a baby who was jiimin's fan i was like sdlffj

there were ppl selling merchandise too it was the biggest amt of bts stuff ive evers een in my life in one place holy shit. i loved it tho i wish i couldve bought a t shirt or something as a token but i only bought myself a bandana rip sdkfjsdkfjskfsd anyway, we stood there for like HOURS we arrived at like 3pm until fuckin 7pm my legs are all dead, i woke up w a cramp last night sfgdfg

while the queue moved i talked to armys, everyone was so fuckin excited they started yelling JHOOOOOOOPE AND SCREAMING OUTTA NOWHERE I WAS LIKE WHATS HAPPENIGNG

THERE WERE PPL IN THE QUEUE FOR THE \NEXT DAY\ DUDE. IT WAS RAINING SLIGHTLY LIKE PLEASE REST FRIENDS DONT DO THIS DSFGDG

i found it funny that the merchandise sellers (?) researched bts so hard, they were using fan lingo ksdjflsdkjfs ive never seen this holy shit. it felt like idk those anime cons i used to go on high school, except times 10000000 and with like more excitable ppl

after we entered the venue, ppl started singing, sometimes there was a drone recording stuff, and at some point their staff came over to take pictures

i was trying to find my friends but i was so fuckening lost and they were out of the venue still sdfsdfsdfsdf

at some point it turned into a single person queue (?) and then my friend found me thanks to me jumping and some fan's mom lending me her umbrella so i could spin it sdkfjsdf

anyway <3 me and gabs started talking abt the show, the boys, the fans, life universe and everything else. shes so sweet. i adopted her as my second sister xoxo

the queue was so big it went around the fuckin block, smh. when we got to the venue we started getting hyped sdlfkjsdlkfjsdf we managed to enter nicely, then we got up super nuts and IT WAS SO NICE INSIDE THERE

we got to a nice place in the front except it wasnt our assigned seats so we had to split up later sdkfjsdf but damn, it filled up super quick, i was shocked. i could see the stage quite nicely, i kinda regret not seeing their faces properly but i SAW them and i died and i emotionally hugged all of them so tiengo nada a perder sdfsdf

OKAY SO i filmed so many things. i was like trying to watch the concert, looking at the stage, looking at the screens, yelling, singing and filming skdfjsdf

when they started showing the mvs i was HYPED everyone was already singing and it was hard to not get into that excited vibe

AND THEN AN OPENING VIDEO STARTED AND I WAS LIKE HOLY SHIT ITS STARTING

IT OPENED W NOT TODAY AND IM SDLFHALFHALFHALKHALFKAHD AND EVEYRONES STARTED GETTING UP ON THEIR FEET AND IWAS LIKE WHAT THE FUCK GUYS I WANNA STAY SEATED BUT I HAD NO CHOICE, EVERYONE WAS STANDING ALL THE TIME SO I HAD TO DO IT TO SEE THINGS SDKFJSDF

THEY STARTED TALKING AND I COULDNT HEAR ANYTHING THERE WERE SO MANY PPL SINGING AND YELLING IT WAS HARD. I SORTA GOT THE "BRAZIL" AND "TAO CURTINDO (ARE YOU LIKING IT)" AND TAE SAYING "AMAMOS VOCES/ WE LOVE YOU"

LATER I FOUND OUT JHOPE SIAD BRAZIL WAS THE ONLY COUNTRY IN THE TOUR THAT SOLD OUT AND I WAS EMMO THEY LOOKED SO HAPPY

AT FIRST they looked tired but later they got excited bec the fans were... like so hyped sdflksdf

THEN CAME AM I WRONG, BAPSAE AND DOPE AND I DIED SDLFKSJDF THE CHOREOS BRO I WAS LIKE HOW CAN THEY DANCE LIKE THAT FOR REAL I CANT BELIEVE IT

it was so nice to hear everyone singing and yelling ogether it felt like we were performing with them too! dude idk i was emo

THEN CAME BEGIN AND JUNGKOOKS CHOREO AND IML IEK WHAT THE FUCK DUDE HOW CAN U DANCE LIKE THIS TEACH ME? BITHC

THEN JIMIN'S DANCE AND I DIED TOO GODDAMN! his dancing style is super smooth and sensual and like, the sense of weight is so light i die

it was so cool to hear ppl yelling their names, holy shit man sdkfjsdf

THJEN I THOUGHT STIGMA WAS COMING UP BUT SUGA CAME UP W FIRST LOVE AND I DEIED WITH THE PIANO HOYL SHIT DUDE THE COMBINATION OF THE VIDEO BEHIND HIM AND HIM RAPPING AND THE TONE OF THE SONG I WAS ALMOST CRYINFG DUDE IDK GABS LATER TOLD ME SUGA HAD CRIED AND I WAS LIKE BITCH ME TOO

THEN CAME UP LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOST REPRESENTING ME BEC I WAS SO LOST IN SAO PAULO HOYL SHTI SDKFJSDF

THEN SAVE ME CAME UP!!! AND HOLY SHIT I WENT HNUTS BECAUSE SAVE ME INTRODUCED ME TO THEM!!!! AND I DIED BEC TRHE TRANSITION FROM SAVE ME TO I NEED U WAS SOO GOOD IN THE END OF SAVE ME'S CHOREO THEY GO DOWN AND I NEED U STARTS W THEM RISING UP I DIED

THEN REFLECTIONNNNNNNNNN CAME UPPPPPP AND I WAS EMO AGAIN THE VIDEO AND NAMJOON OH YM GOD GUYS AND THEN HE SAND "I WISH I COULD LOVE MYSELF" AND EVERYONE ELSE SANG "WE LOVE YOU" BACK TO HIM AND HE GOT ALL CHOKED UP HOLY SHIT DUDE IM EMO TOO I IWHS I COULD EMOTIONALLY SUPPORT THESE KIDS THAT SUFFER WITH THE RUSH OF THE IDOL LIFE BUT IF THAT WAS THE ONLY WAY I COULD IM HAPPY AS FUCK

SO BITCH. STIGMA COMES UP AND I ALREADY AM DEAD AND DYING AND SINGING ALONG AND TAE'S HIGH NOTE CAME UPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP IM STILL SCHJOPKEDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

AND THEN COMES MAMA!!!!!!!! HOSEOKS KID PHOTOSSSD FSDFSDF AND THE FANS SINGING ALONG HOLY SHIT GUYS AT THE TIME OF THE BREAK HE STARTED MAKING A CRYING FACE AND A CHOKED UP VOICE AND IALMOST CRIED WITH HIM

AND THEN JIN CAME BUPPPPP IM ALWAYS EMO WITH AWAKE BEC HE THINKS HES TALENTLESS AND HAS NO HABILITY BUT TDUDE EVERYONE SCREAMED HIS NAEM AND THE HIGH NOTESS I WAS KIKEAAAAAAAAAA BITHCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

AFTER THAT I THINK THERE WAS CYPHER 4 AND THATS WHEN I TRULY LOST IT FUCK! THERES NO WAY TO SCREAM AND SING ALONG W CYPHER IDK DUDE IT WAS SO FUN TO GO OFF IT WAS ONE OF THE PERFORMANCES I LIKED THE MOST W THE FANS, AFTER SPRING DAY

THEN CAME UP FIRE AND IDIED W THE CHOREO, NOTHING NEW, AS ALWAYS I DIED THANKS. THEN THEY STOPPED AND I HEARD RAPMON ASKING IF WE WERE ENJOYING IT AND I DIED ALREADY LISTNEING TO IT COULDNT EVEN HEAR THEM, I HAD HEARD THEM TALK A BIT MORE TOO BUT I COULDNT MAKE ANYTHING OUT OF IT CUZ THEY WERE LIKE "SDJFSDF ??" AND EVERYONE SCREAMED AT IT

THEN THE MASHUP CAME UPGPPPPPPP I WAS SCREMAING SO MUCH ESP AFTER NO MORE DREAM. I FORGOT TO MENTION BUT BAPSAES DANCE BREAK KILLED ME TOO. AND THE CONFETTI IN RUNNNNNNNNNNNN I WAS EMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

THEN 21 CENTURY GIRLS CAME UP AND I COULDNT STOP LOOKING AT TAE IDK HE SEESM TO DANCE THAT SONG RLLY NICELY AND IM WEAK

THEN THEY TALKED W US AGAIN AND I HEARD ONE OF THEM SAY THAT CONCERT WOULD ENTER THEIR STORY AND IT WAS THERE JIN SAID HE FELT BETTER BEC OF THE FANS, REFERRING TO AWAKE. FBITCH

THEN THEY COME UP W BOY MEETS EVIL AND IM SDLÇFKJSDFLKJSDF AND THEN BLOOD SWEEAT AND TEARS I COULDNT STOP LOOKING AT THE CHOREO HOLY SHIT WHAT A SONG!!! I HAD HEARD NAMJOON SAY BEFORE BOY MEETS EVIL THAT IT WAS THEIR LAST SONG BUT I WAS LIKE NAHHH U LYIN

BUT AFTER A LARGE PAUSE THERE WAS WINGS AND 2!3! I DONT REMEMBE RHTE ORDER BUT HOL FUCKING SHIT I ALMOST CRIED IN WINGS, CLAPPING DYIGNH IDK

THEN THEY CAME UP W SPRING DAYYY AND HOLY SHIT THE FANS SINGING AFTER IT ENEDDED I ALMOST CRIED AGAIN THE BOYS WERE ALL EMO AND IM LIKE BITCH ME TOO HUG ME. JIN WAS ACTUALLY CRYING

THEN THEY TALKED ABT BRAZIL I DONT REMEMBER MUCH BUT THEY SAID THEY WANTED TO COME HERE AGAIN, MORE FREQUENTLY, THEY WERE SAD TO GO AND THEY CALLED THE FANS THEIR WINGS. AND I FORGOT THAT BITCHING VIDEO THEY SHOWED UP BEFORE WINGS

SPEAKOING OF THE "BOY WHO GROWS UP" AND OF THE BOYS UNITED AND THE SEVEN HEARTS INSIDE ONE, AND ONE HEART UNITED WITH SEVEN AND IM LIKE "EGFAYUHFAUFHE LET ME SIT DOWN I CANT RISE UP AFTER THAT ONE" JESUS CHRIST DUDE WHAT ATHE FUCK I CANT RECOVER FROM THAT

AFTER THE CONCERT I FOUND GABS OUTSIDE, SHE HELPED ME FIND MY SIS SDKFJSDF THEN WE FOUND BIA AFTER SOME STRUGGLING SHE WAS SOOO OUT OF IT CUZ SHE SAW THEM FROM UP CLOSE . THEN WE WENT BACK TO THE HOTEL MY SWEET SISTER BOUGHT ME A BURGER KING SO I WOULDNT BE HINGRY AND I WAS LIKE EATING RLLY OUT OF IT

I SLEPT NICELY. LIKE, NOT 100% BUT NICELY. WOKE UP W NO VOICE AT ALL AND A BITCHING CRAMP IN MY LEGS SDSFS WE WENT TO A FAMOUS PARK LATER AND ITTWA S SUPER NICE WE BIKED ALONG IT AND MY LEGS DIED BUT I WAS A HAPPY MAN SDLFJSDF

ANYWAY WE WENT ABC KTO THE AIRPORT AND IT WAS COOL. I DIDNT THINK I WOULD LOVE THEM MORE THAN I CURRENTLY DO BUT AFTER THIS CONCERT I CAME UP AT A NEW LEVEL IM SUPER OUT OF IT DUDE. WOKE UP TODAY AND IT STILL FEELS LIKE IM THERE I LEFT PART OF MY SOUL THERE

#long post -#LIKE FOR REAL. A LONG POSTSD FSDFSFD #mine #bts #bts concert

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