#ugh I hate that the quality is shitty

[opens-up-4-nobody]

...

#ugh. the fucking struggle of a thing i will not talk about. its just an off shoot of one of my many #obessive compulsive tendencies. it just makes me think of my dad. like hes also a fucking anxious person but hes like. i have the thoughts #but then i dont let them control me so its not an issue. and he knos i get caught up on the structure and identification of problems so #hes always like. its only an issue if its like ruining ur life. and hes right and i definitely meet the standards of both of those things #bc im fucking thinking abt these things constantly. its in my head literally all the time. every second of the day #and i mean i guess this specific thing isnt ruining my life but it certainly isnt helpful and in combo with everything else my quality of #life is not what it could b. idk it just feels all empty which is y i became a fucking workaholic #bc i just get so fucking bored stuck in these stupid patterns that at least i can make myseld useful as i drive myself nuts #it also doesnt help that im still trying to unfuck my leg and not being very successful bc theres this fucking voice in my head like #keep moving. u cant sit down. walk around. dont stop. dont stop. dont stop. i can feel the muscles getting irritated again #its unbearable bc it doesn't really even hurt. i just kno im fucking it up for myself and i have all this excess energy that i cant get rid #of bc i cant run. anyway its just irritating #i probably triggered myself by watching the bear all day lol. its so good but it reminds me of working in a shitty banquet hall when my #brain was on fire. and theyve got that toxic workahoism that i so desperately cling to. and in a weird way i can relate tho their fucked #up mom when everyones just trying to help but shes so fixated on this thing that's clearly causing her distress but shes just screaming at #them. like i mean i have insight into my issues and i try not to let them affect anyone but me but its so hard when its like. i have to do #this thing. i have to do it. i kno its bad. i kno its fucked up but shut the fuck up and let me do this. u dont fucking understand #but i wouldn't say that bc i kno its irrational. ugh. i also have to go to a lab dinner tomorrow. maybe #no time has been listed so idk. its for my leaving so im technically the focus. hate that for me. whatever. itll b fine #at least the place is within walking distance and its like less than 3 weeks until i leave #unrelated

[lyrettes]

　

#⊂➜﹒txt. ⊃⸝⸝ #ugh i feel i can't do anything right #I'm making reply icons for an request but the quality isn't there #i just feel like I'm bad at this #I also feel like my surroundings are strange #i keep getting angry at very little things like every minute for some shitty reason #my life is a fucking mess #i feel like everyone hates me as well

[confused-alpaca]

today is apparantly getting mad at paint day

#alpaca.txt #i am fed up of low quality paint i hate that all the affordable paint is so shitty #apparantly its too much to ask that the pigment. stays. on the paper once the paint is dry #i also hate that the cheap watercolour pencils i have are way better quality than all the regular watercolours i have #and i payed way more for the normal watercolours #i didnt know what to ask for for christmas but guess i have an idea now #ugh

[sapphic-woes]

Can't help but think about a Vampire!Tav x Karlach... so part 1 of this idea :) pardon the lack of quality haven't done this for a while.

Vampire!Tav x Karlach:

You're one of Astarion's siblings, and let's say here that the rite simply Does Not Exist and we just gotta kill Cazador cuz he's already bad enough as is. The scars are indeed a shitty, Raphael style poem.

You and Astarion are basically double trouble, absolute menaces, downright diabolical together...but then Halsin comes along and ruins everything.

Astarion is...good? Suddenly? Or at least, he tries to be. Because Halsin is as good as people get, and for once...it's actually affecting Astarion.

And ugh. You hate it.

He's all smiles and rainbows now. Giggling like a lovesick idiot. You pity him for looking like such a fool. Doesn't he know how easy it is to string someone along? How easy it was to hand them over to Cazador and then just...forget them? How little love actually meant?

At least, that's what you tell yourself when you watch them being together. In reality, you're jealous of Astarion as much as you are a teeny tiny bit happy.

What could it be like? Loving someone just...because? To finally feel safe around another person? Protected? Cared for?

Astarion doesn't look afraid anymore, whereas you can't go a day without hearing Cazador's voice ordering you around. To sit up straight, to know your place, to never dare to drink the blood of a another–

"Soldier? Mm it's not even morning yet... Huh? Hey, easy-shit–easy there soldier! If you need to, uh, eat? Wait hang on, it's more like drinking isn't it? Well, you know what I mean! What I'm trying to say is, if you need blood..."

Your band of misfits had been hurrying to Baldurs Gate like maniacs, leaving you little time to feed. Sure, you caught your occasional animal, but unlike Astarion, you didn't have a humanoid blood bank willing to be your donor. You'd been hungry for days, however, you still thought you had everything control.

"...could ya ask before you try to take a bite outta my neck?"

Coming out of your hunger induced daze to find a surprised Karlach underneath you was...alarming, to say the least.

Not because of the position–she was warm and so fucking firm underneath your skin, sharply contrasting your cold, undead body. You nearly wanted to melt into her arms.

When was the last time you'd experienced warmth apart from blood and tears? Let alone the warmth of another person?

But this wasn't a time to loose focus. Karlach has already warned Astarion when your secret identities had been revealed. She'd wring your neck for actually trying to bite her now. Sure, you were strong–buy you'd be a fool to think you had a chance against the tiefling.

You're frozen in panic so long that Karlach begins to move, slowly trying to prop herself up with her elbows. She's trying to make sure you don't fall off her...

Though at the realization, her efforts are in vain as you lurch yourself away in horror.

Shit, shit, shit–

"I-I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me. I wasn't in my right mind. I swear I would never... I-I know you said to keep our teeth to o-ourselves..."

Your dead heart pounds, and you're certain she'll snap you in two after this. Why couldn't it have been Gale? Or even Wyll? At least with them you had the chance of survival. With a barbarian like Karlach?

This time, you really were going to die.

You squeeze your eyes shut when she finally rises from her bed and stalks toward you. Slow, purposeful steps. Her eyes are troubled, and you can't fathom why.

That is until she stops you and softly speaks.

"I thought you'd been looking a little tired these days. I shoulda brought it up early, but I know you like your privacy. Y/N..."

There's a beat of silence, and then everything is sweet. Mouthwatering. The scent of blood invades your senses. It's good. So good.

Your head snaps up, and Karlach has her knees bent, thumb out like she's telling you 'good job!' However, what catches your eyes is the cut on it–dripping blood onto the dirt between you two.

"I don't mind sharing...if you don't mind the heat."

It's an amusing sight for Karlach, you're sure, but you'd abandoned your pride long ago.

Well, more like 5 minutes ago–but can you blame a girl when she's starving?

You suck on her thumb like her blood is holy, eager to satiate your hunger. Karlach shivers, and you swear she grits her teeth, but you can't stop.

Her blood is intense, like chugging molten lava straight down your throat. Yet it doesn't actually burn. It tingles, it warms, it... rejuvenates you. Was this what it meant to drink from a thinking creature? Or was Karlach simply the best meal you'd ever had...?

#karlach x tav #karlach x reader #bg3 #bg3 x reader #bg3 x tav #bg3 karlach #i dunno what im doing be nice ok #been months....

[your-art-is-gay]

For some reason, I'm hyperfixating really hard on Vampire Knight right now, so uh....

I may have bought the art book. And by "may have," I mean absolutely, definitely, 100% impulse-bought the art book.

And I have thoughts. A lot of thoughts.

So here's some of my favourite art from the book! Also, apologies for shitty, phone-quality photos.

(Under the cut so this doesn't get too long.)

Pretty outfits!

Kaname in a Day Class uniform.

I don't know what's funnier here, what Yuki's doing to Zero's hair or the fact that he's letting her. And in class (or at least, in public) by the looks of it, given that they're in uniform.

I hate how cute they are in chibi. Grr. >.<

I love their expressions in this. Like, you've walked in on them and they're both annoyed by it.

Ugh, this one is one of my favourites. It's just gorgeous. I like the symbolism, too---Yuki has her long hair and Artemis scythe, so this is after the whole pureblood reveal. The broken chains could represent her breaking the seal on her memories and powers, and of course they're red---so much of her life is soaked in blood, and if I remember correctly, her repressed memories manifested in visions of blood.

This one is interesting to me. Again, Yuki has long hair, meaning that this is post-awakening. She's holding Yuri protectively, almost possessively.

The thing that intrigues me the most is that Yuri seems to be wearing a Cross Academy necklace, like Yuki's. Is this symbolism, or is it just something I've forgotten about?

This illustration has always been one of my favourites. I think it's so funny that Zero and Kaname look like they're about to attack each other, and Yuki is physically holding them apart like, "c'mon guys, can you at least wait until after our picture is taken?"

I feel like it encapsulates their dynamic really well. ^-^

Well, that's all for now! But I have more thoughts. Lots more.

Stay tuned, if you're interested!

#artemus hyperfixates #artemus opinionates #vampire knight #vampire knight art book #yuki cross #zero kiryuu #kaname kuran

[sweetnsour1]

12:18

Fluff, Bakugou x g/n reader

Happy Halloween🖤

“Y/n…I don’t think he’s gonna’ pop out of the fridge.” You blinked away the heavy glare from your face, wondering how long you had been making the beer sweat as you reached for a cold one.

“Hmm…no idea who you’re talking about.”

“Oh really?” Her words were half sung, carrying the unmistakable melody of you’re-a-fucking-liar.

You stayed silent, feeling relieved when Mina dropped it. She was more interested in spinning around the kitchen in search of a bottle opener. You leaned back, careful to not dent the papier-mâché gauntlets you were sporting. The counter would’ve dug into the small of your back if the thick belt of your costume were placed any lower. You looked down the orange and black covering your body.

“Will you stop makin’ faces? Although….it does kinda complete the look.” You took a sip of your beer in reply, laughing when she finally realized they were twist off caps.

“This was such a dumb idea.”

“Hey! It was my super cute idea. Everyone else is having fun wearing each other’s OG hero costumes.” You felt a pull on your mask, turning to glare at the pink finger that had flicked the explosive accessories attached to them. “You’re just mad you had to dress as him.” She booped your nose, preemptively transitioning your glare to a laugh.

“Ugh, sorry. This costume just turns me into such an asshole.”

“Hmm, maybe that’s true for Bakugou too.”

“Nah, he’s still an asshole eight costumes later.”

“You keepin’ track, huh?”

“Oh, shut up. It came up when I had to search for pics of this stupid thing.”

“I see. So how many hours did you spend staring at pictures of the man you allegedly hate?”

“Oh my god. You’re impossible.” You waited for your laughter to stop before taking another long drink. “I don’t hate Bakugou. I just said he’s an asshole.”

“I think you like him.” Mina danced out of the way, dodging most of the beer you accidentally sprayed her way.

“The fuck? That’s the stupidest shit I’ve ever heard.”

“Man, you really do sound just like him.” She was faster this time as she leapt out of your gauntlets reach.

“You are such a brat…raccoon eyes.” You stuck out your tongue, but followed her out of the kitchen.

She didn’t understand. Mina was lucky, she’d gotten Red Riot in the blind draw. She had just dug through Kirishima’s closet and was now wearing most of his original costume. You, on the other hand, wouldn’t be caught dead asking Dynamight for a fucking favor. Although, you had regretted the time you’d spent looking at stupid fan pages after work, trying to find any content showing his high school hero work. The quantity hadn’t really been an issue, but the quality was…unexpected?

You hadn’t meant to land on so many sites thirsting after the man that pissed you off every day. You hadn’t even known until a couple weeks ago, how many people would kill to be in the Bakugou proximity you were forced into daily. They would love to be shouldered away from the coffee pot as he stomped through the break room, lecturing you about being a sleep deprived idiot. They’d find a deeper reason for why he was such a condescending prick when you forgot to put something in your report…or why he even felt the need to check your reports in the fucking first place. He wasn’t even your superior…much less your boss. They would have spent the last week wondering what it would be like to kiss him every time his lips parted into that annoying shitty smirk of his. But you…you’d never think those things.

You drained your beer, almost knocking yourself in the face with your costume when you swiped the back of your hand across your lips. You wouldn’t let yourself think those things. That’d be too…you grabbed another drink from the bucket of ice on the table. Mina was so wrong, and you knew exactly how to prove it.

“Hey, so that American guy we borrowed got Deku in the draw right?” You scanned the room, quickly spotting the bright green ears.

“Yea, but he-“ She smiled when she caught onto your line of sight. “Why? You think he looks good in it?” You rolled your eyes, passing her your drink.

“I don’t know if anyone looks good in a bright green rabbit onesie, but I’ll go check.”

You tried not to get distracted while you crossed the room, but Mina’s party idea had been really fucking cute. It was fun seeing everyone dressed as everyone. You only nodded to anyone trying to catch your attention. You were on a mission. And yet, you couldn’t stop thinking of the report you’d submitted today. The one Bakugou hadn’t read because he had left early. It was stupid. You were angry every time he showed up in your doorway with a report he hadn’t been given. And yet, you were even angrier today when he hadn’t. Maybe those fans online would know…have a headcanon. You frowned, stomping the rest of the way to the Deku two heads taller than you were.

The American hero looked like he might’ve gotten carried away with the thickness of the boots or something. You didn’t remember him being so fucking tall. You noticed his mask was down as the beer fell back to his side. Perfect…just go for it. It was a party, right? You tapped the green back of the costume, feeling a twinge of jealousy at how much more soft and comfortable it seemed compared to yours. When he turned, you grabbed the front, tugging him down to meet your lips. Take that, Mina. Someone who liked Bakugou wouldn’t have done that. You squirmed when a heavy hand on the back of your head kept you from pulling away. You finally broke free from him.

“The fuck are you-“ Red eyes silenced you. Your mouth was left open and useless as he skirted his gaze down and up your body.

“Tryna get a job as my sidekick?” Your mouth snapped shut. You knew you probably did look just like him as you glared and fucking spun on your heel, ready to stomp away. He was just such-

You couldn’t move further. He had a hold of your arm above the gauntlet. You waited to be yanked backwards for an explanation, but he shifted himself around instead, releasing your arm when he stood in front of you.

“Calm down, Dynamight.”

“It’s actually Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight.” You tried to keep snarling, but it was too hard not to laugh halfway through the name. There’s no way you’d have been able to keep glaring anyway…not when he was smiling at you like that.

“Sorry, a nerd should know better.” He swatted at his green ears, making you…giggle? You caught pink and red movement across the room. This really wasn’t the show you’d expected to give Mina. He grabbed at your cheeks, pulling your gaze back to meet his. “Ya look good.” You swatted his hands away as soon as your brain stopped being so sluggish.

“I always look good.”

“Yea…you do.” You were almost too distracted by the darkening of his eyes to notice his arm snake around your waist. You stumbled into his chest when he pulled you, instinctively moving your hands up to brace the impact. “So what am I gonna have to do to get another kiss?” You were halfway ready to explain your mistake when you felt it. The not so steady beating beneath your fingertips. He was-

You looked back into red, confirming your suspicion. For once, he wasn’t making things difficult. He made it easy. Easy to see the way his eyes darted down to your mouth before staying firmly focused on your gaze. Easy to feel the way he tightened his grip. Easy to hear the way his voice softened around your name when you didn’t answer. He was nervous. You smiled, but didn’t move any closer. Fuck it.

“Ya just gotta ask, ya fuckin’ nerd.”

a/n obviously Katsuki lost a bet with the bakusquad that got him stuffed into a rabbit

This story was inspired by an ask sent in by the lovely @cheezitwh0re

Masterlist

#Bakugou #Bakugou x reader #bakugou x y/n #Bakugou fluff #Bakugou imagine #bnha #bnha fluff #bnha bakugou #bnha imagine #katsuki bakugou

[propalitet]

"ugh these lyrics are a metaphor you're just looking for things to hate" I am begging you to stop settling for shitty low quality music just because you like the artist

#op

[citadelofmythoughts]

I wonder if the ppl who bash the bees in these kinds of polls only know about it through hearsay. Like “ugh it’s that shitty show made by the bad company it’s so ugly and queerbait” and have never even watched it. Which it’s fine if you don’t wanna watch it bc of RT having its name on it but judging the quality of a story based on the production company… I mean I watched Good Omens recently and loved it but it’s on prime and as many know Amazon isn’t exhale the green thumb protect the planet company. It’s just sad bc I think a lot of ppl would enjoy rwby for What It Is if talking about it on the public internet didn’t come with random ppl spewing hate the second you tried to tell anyone about it

Going by the comments I've seen, I think that hearsay is a LOT of the issue. And yeah, I know RT is shit but I can't think of an entertainment company that isn't shit. That's the world we live in.

But if I don't KNOW something about a show, I'm either going to keep my mouth shut about it or educate myself so I can say something intelligent about it.

[arkon-z]

Life update - I'm eating normally again, but I discovered that one of the plastic dollar-store quality brackets in my closet failed. The weight of my clothes (i have a lot) was apparently too much and the bracket tore away from the screws. Because like I said, it's made of shitty plastic. So is the stupid curtain rod, but at least it didn't snap.

I hate how cheap our hardware is. Like, they could have used the most basic metal brackets in the closets and it might have added, what, $2 to the total cost per room? and it would have prevented this. Now I have to get it replaced, which they'll probably charge me for, so yay, I guess not only did they save money on materials, they get to profit off me when it failed.

Ugh. In the meantime, I'm getting a better closet system because I'm not dealing with this again.

#i can literally buy a better bracket for $8 right now but they couldn't be arsed during construction and now it's my problem

[thebigoblin]

1/2 I noticed that the Scott McCall in most Scott stans' fanfics doesn't have any resemblance to the Scott McCall of the show, and he is characterized more closely to canon Stiles than he is to canon Scott. Fanon Scott is basically given all of Stiles', Kira's, Lydia's, Liam's and Derek's character traits, qualities, their traumas, their personality their innate talents, their arc, their empathy, their heroism, their relationship with the other characters, and their role in the story.

2/2 Now, I dislike Scott McCall and think he's the worst character in television history (he and Tyler Posey's shitty acting are the reason I dropped Teen Wolf after Season 3B.) But IF I were his fan, I'd be annoyed as hell by how rare it is to find fics where Scott is actually in character as he was written in canon. And this only proves that no one hates Scott McCall more than his stans

Lol, you basically just said it all. And I think this has been pointed numerous times before in other posts—now, I don't read SM centric fics, but even in the fics he's portrayed as "good" and everything else we were told SM was supposed to be, but wasn't in the show. In short, the canon personality of SM is erased and in its place comes the "puppy" personality, OR he's not in the fics at all. (I'm talking about the fics I read, which are sterek centric, mostly).

Canon!Scott is... complex? Idk how to explain but. I think I really could have tried to like him as a character if he were to ever apologize for his actions, or if anything post S1 hadn't happened. Because, see, in S1 he's just a dumb teenager making dumb choices because he's in love and/or is actually stupid (because we all know scott's the bumbling idiot who becomes important later character, or at least that's how i saw his character). In S2, he's trying to save his "friends" aka Jackson and Lydia, because he doesn't know who the Kanima is but Derek is sure it's one of them. That was fine too. Derek is seeing the bigger picture (wanting to save the lives of those who the Kanima could kill) while Scott is not (he's hell bent on saving his friends. only his friends). But then comes the S2 finale—and even before that, the unnecessary double-cross that we all were supposed to hold in the "OH WOW WHAT A CLEVER TWIST" category. That was not clever, that was fucking stupid. Like, Kate literally burned down eleven people alive, and Gerard is here for revenge. You don't give benefit of the doubt to such people. And he didn't. But the thing is, if he could have conspired against Gerard with Deaton, he could have told Derek, too. And if his hatred was getting in the way, then the least he could have done was feel guilty while he manipulated Derek into trusting him. But he didn't. No, he was getting off on it, the power of making someone trust him while knowing full well he isn't trustworthy for that person (aka Derek).

Ugh. That was the turning point for me. Especially, especially when afterwards, Scott acted all high and fucking mighty and didn't apologize. And the writers made Derek forgive him.

Just. Ugh.

I don't even like thinking about him now. Like, anon, I love that you feel comfortable enough to send me your opinions, but I've recently decided to purge the things that make me feel... so angry and sad all at once. Because there genuinely was potential in SM's character, but the squashed it. And now I hate Scott irrevocably. So, dear anon, please refrain from sending Scott related things to me from now? Please and thank you. You can send me absolutely anything else, Hale family headcanons, Sterek headcanons, etc. but not this. Hope you understand.

#anti scott mccall #teen wolf #answered ask #anon #teen wolf meta #sh.rambles

[alystar00]

This will be a list of the things I said on instagram while watching Twilight for the first time in my life. I should warn you that I watched it in Italian, so I will translate the dialogues by myself back to English. I’m sorry for the inaccuracies (actually not that much).

I won’t put the pictures and I won’t probably show the actual scenes. Have fun trying to figure out the scenes. I will put some red comments when needed.

Enjoy

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I am doing it. (For contest, until I put it on I didn’t decide if I was gonna watch it or not).

The four of them are embarassing. Update: she almost hit Jacob with the car door.

Between the dramatic fan and him like this I am laughing. No, upgrade, he’s creepy.

What does it mean he’s not there, I wanted her to confront him (I cannot really translate what I said here)

What the hell, is he in heat? He keeps looking at her like a maniac.

I didn’t really get it but. “You had black eyes and now they’re auburn.” “Yeah it’s ✨ the lamps ✨”.

In the meanwhile Edward very clever to destroy a car to save Bella- YOU COULD LITERALLY JUST PULL HER AWAY AND NOTHING ELSE, YOU DRAMATIC BITCH. 

The doctor goes directly to PTSD- yeah okay calm down

“How did you get there next to me?” THIS ONE DESTROYED A CAR WITH HIS BARE HANDS AND THAT’S WHAT YOU ASK HIM?

Ah alright she asked him now.

Edward looks like a bad boy made in a bad way, I already hate him

“To the ball. The ball where you have to dance. Yeah, it’s not for me”. Mood Bella, mood. (Spare my google translator english please)

“What are you going for in Jacksonville?” “How do you know?” “Can’t you answer my question?” “You don’t answer any of mine”. BELLA HAS A PAIR OF BRAIN CELLS THAT DO WORK. I don’t really like Edward, he’s that mysterious and ugh-

Summary of the first half hour of Twilight:

Bella: *exists* Edward: 👀

If his problem was only his change of humor dear, he’s stalking you

“And if I wasn’t the hero? And if I was instead the villain?” Dramatic bitch

She didn’t actually invite him, right? PLEASE BELLA YOU HAVE HIGHER STANDARDS

✨ You are in my reserve, Bella ✨

Jacob and his friends with long hair makes me laugh

NO BUT BOTH JACOB AND EDWARD ARE TRYING TO AVOID UNCOMFORTABLE QUESTIONS AND BELLA KEEPS ASKING BECAUSE SHE’S SO CURIOUS

The guy confused by two that appear out of nowhere is the only one that look realistic and not stupid

JaMeS dO nOt pLaY wItH tHe fOoD

Anyway I’m asking myself if she’s connecting the dots with the “The Cullens disappear when there is the sun”

They should have set it in the UK.

Bella that sneaks off in a library to avoid shopping is literally me

GO BELLA, PUNCH THEM

First good thing about Edward: he pulled out of the way there guys. THEN HE TRIED TO KILL BELLA WITH HIS SHITTY DRIVING, BUT LET’S IGNORE IT

Not him “You cannot know how disgusting their thoughts were”. But do you hear yours?

“You should give me an answer” “Yeah… no…”

“I FEEL PROTECTIVE OF YOU” BUT HOW CREEPY WAS HIM WHEN HE SAID THAT? CREEPY BITCH

“I tell you that I can read minds and you think there is something wrong with you?” Sorry Bella but this time he’s right.

“Was he killed?” “Yeah… by an animal” LIAAAAAAAAAR

She connected the dots, good girl

Creepy and spinning shot

“Say what I am” A SANITARY NAPKIIIIIIIIIN (in Italian it sounds better)

“You will not hurt me”. She’s so chill with a vampire, okay girl

“They looks like diamonds” SHINE BRIGHT LIKE A DIAMOOOND

Throwing a tantrum, dramatic bitch

“I am a murderer” [...] “I trust you”. Bella please

“IT’S LIKE YOU ARE MY FAVOURITE QUALITY OF HEROIN” I’M CRYING

He’s moody, not a joke. First he says he love her. Then that she should hate him. And he jumps everywhere like a grasshopper. And he’s dramatic. My god how much I don’t stand you

I’m sorry for this commentary of Twilight but it’s like reading a cringe book and I must comment every part of it. But I must go fast because everything happens fast. Also, I am waiting for Supermassive Black Hole. (I basically watched it for this song alone, Muse is my favourite band)

He’s a special child, he's the only one that can read minds.

“CAN YOU BEHAVE LIKE A HUMAN? I HAVE NEIGHBORS”. I want a book with a human and a vampire like that

Bella that is afraid she won’t be liked by Edward’s family and him like “They’re vampires. That’s your fear?”

Okay evidently they share a brain cell and you know who’s keeping it by what they say

 “What did you expect? Coffins? Dark caves? A moat?” “Not the moat” “... Not the moat.”

Anyway, Bella already has their complexion

Jasper looks like Kylo Ren

Everyone happy beside the blond one, crying

Eris is nice (Yeah it took me the whole film to understand her name was Alice, don’t mind me. Also, in italian "Alice" is pronounced different and I am stupid)

The game of graduating, oh my God. I agree with Bella, being 17 years forever sucks.

I remembered Spiderman different

“Do you trust me?” “In theory” Mood

Well the hing with the piano was cute. Robert plays it good

“I like to watch you while you sleepy” YOU GIVE ME ANXIETY BRO

But like, the simple fact that he goes into hero room - in the last two months - and nothing else- bro no

Now they’re kissing hard

“Isn’t he too old for you?” “...No?” ;););)

HE LOADED THE RIFLE TELLING BELLA TO LET IN EDWARD, I’M CRYING

The baseball match is going to start, I was waiting for this moment

There is really Supermassive Black Hole here, I’m crying

The drama of all this match

What are you? A boyband?

The gaze with which Bella watched Edward- she avenged every look he gave her during the film

He panicking so much oh my god

He did a really evil move, let’s hope it works

She’s so furious oh my god (the blond). Eris tho>>>

“BELLA YOU ARE MY WHOLE LIFE NOW” bro no

Effectively being three they could think they would have found her mother but okay

I’m intrigued, I want to see what happens now

“I do not regret the decisions that  have brought me this far [...] They also brought me to Edward” If you’re happy sis

He’s creepy but he intrigues me

The action scenes make me laugh, they look like looney tunes ones sometimes please

It’s all so dramatic. No but it’s them that are cringe, dad vampire and Eris are sensible. Also the bad guys.

They invented that she fell out of the window and she was like “typical of me”. How badly you are that such a thing is plausible?

Oh my god she fell in love badly. 

Normal life is too mainstream, what can I say

No but they paid him 20 dollars to say her that they keep an eye on her? Alright?

THEY PAID HIM TO MAKE HIM A MESSENGER, IT’S ALREADY FUNNY LIKE THIS

They just took a picture. In this version vampires are photogenic? Mhmmm

Well it’s clever to take her up and dance with her keeping her like this. Especially if she can’t dance and if she put on weight. Well, it’s a clever idea, do it more often.

Anyway “I won’t be the one who will take away you like” Drrrrrrrrama

My DrEaM iS tO aLwAyS bE WiTh yOu

I don’t believe he will bite her

In fact he did not bite her, tactic kiss on the neck

Well, they do a good couple. Shared braincell etc etc

Hi Victoria

I FINISHED IT

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I have also commented the whole New Moon film but I don't know if I will put it here. Let's see

#twilight #Twilight film #bella swan #Bella #Edward cullen #Edward #Jacob

[hailsvvanronson]

the time test decides all. . . .

looking back at this blog, I was not harsh enough on some shows....

I mean, okay, I was rating stuff I watched, and I didn't watch every show. . . . .but man, in retrospect some of this shit was a waste of time.

like, I'm sorry, Kill La kill . . . .what the fuck, man?

THAT is how you end that fucking show??!! It was #5 in my top 10 2014 shows. . . . . . . it can come down, honestly. I can be like. . .11th.

I hate Trigger, bro.

They fucking suck.

nothing they have done since Little Witch has been worth a shit. Either they give it a shitty ending, fill it with otaku pandering trash, or both (hi edgerunners). They are so overrated. ugh.

Psycho Pass 2. . . . . . . . . . I was not harsh enough on that show.

I recently said Psycho Pass is the True Detective of anime "because everyone will tell you only the first season is good, but it's actually only the second season that's bad". I didn't want to admit it was bad at the time, I don't think. I can now though. I've never rewatched it. . . . like ever. . .I have never rewatched Psycho Pass 2. I'm about to rewatch 3, because I saw providence over the summer. I figure I will still like it. I thought 3 was an improvement over 2 for sure (it should be, the movies were also better than 2). I kinda realize it's a case of "be careful what you wish for". Psycho Pass DID NOT NEED TO BE A FRANCHISE. Read that again.

Your problem is you kinda made people wanna see if anyone manages to take down sibyl system, so you teased sequels half the fanbase doesn't expect because it's not an otaku pandering show (even if you keep teasing that fucking stupid obvious ship. . .which if they ever confirm that ship i'm throwing the baby out with the bathwater. Kunizuka/Karanomori is the only couple that show needs. . .ever. . .). That first season is unmatched. Still. Urobuchi keeps leaving it to other people to try. If you didn't have time to write another season, another season wasn't' needed. Straight up. The reason manga is so much better than american comics is they don't just pass the story around. The original creator sees it through to the end. Urobucher out here using the MARVEL method with Psycho Pass. That's why quality goes down. There's something to be said for having one legendary season and never coming back. Samurai Champloo still has no sequel. Don't get me wrong though. the movies have been good and season 3 on first watch was pretty fucking cool (but this is coming from a guy that used to watch a lot of CBS crime shows and seeing CSI and the Mentalist combined was a trip, ha ha)

what else? Ajin ended up being crap.

I was undecided how i felt about the end of Tokyo Ghoul at the time. years later, I hate it. So basically, the anime was ruined and the manga had a rushed cop out ending. Just a major disappointment all around, sadly.

That's about all i need to clarify here.

#anime post #tokyo ghoul #kill la kill #studio trigger #psycho pass

[pebblysand]

Hope you’re having a good break! I finished my Silk rewatch and while S3 is very messy especially towards the end 🤦‍♀️ I enjoyed it more than I thought I would. There were lots of good moments that I had forgotten and even the bad stuff (hello Clive/Harriet) didn’t bother me too much this time round. I think it’s clear by the end that Martha and Clive love each other but each thinks that the other doesn’t love them, it’s a tragic misunderstanding 💔 By the way have you watched North Square?

ooh that's interesting. maybe i won't hate it as much as i did in my own rewatch? i just - idk sean's trial was such a shit show and a shitty moralising reflection on the justice system that i was juts like UGH. also yes, harriet 🙄. it really is all a tragic misunderstanding. although, tbh, clive would have to do a lot of work to get her back by that point imo, his "charm" is a bit gone haha.

omg north square. i really tried to watch, apparently it's really good, but back when i did it was nowhere to be seen on streaming platforms in ireland so i tried with pirated streaming links but i got so annoyed at all the spam ads and the bad quality video i just gave up. is it on prime or nowtv or iplayer or somewhere?

#silk bcc #north square

[eliastheflyest]

Vent post. Kinda nasty too if you got a weak stomach. First real independent vacation and it wound up so foul

flew halfway across the country to meet my online bestie and our other friend & turns out other friend has the literal worst hygiene I have ever been adjacent to in my life. And we all got an airbnb together. I have wretched several times a day for the past several days. For various reasons. And I shall try to spare you some of the details. But idk I gotta let this out

He smells SO bad that he stinks up entire rooms and the smell does not go away when he leaves. He was gone for hours today and we opened windows and doors—in winter in the Midwest— sprayed air freshener (WHICH I HATE BUT ANYTHINF WE COULD DO WAS WOrth it fjsjdjdjfj) and it took hours to even become alright.

I’m embarrassed. For him and for me. I should’ve kicked him out. He lives here he could’ve just gone home. But I’m pathologically conflict-avoidant. It has always been an obstacle that drastically reduces my quality of life. I don’t want to make things awkward or hurt someone’s feelings—god it would’ve been easier if he wasn’t a nice person—so instead I choose to suffer for days on end and borderline ruin my vacation instead. I’m really trying not to be disappointed in myself, but... ugh. Learning experience? I wanna say that but what’s the point of the learning if I don’t utilize that to stop this type of thing from happening.

It’s understandable my reluctance though. It’s so bad with this person that I don’t know how to even address it. It triggers my anxiety so much it’s paralyzing. How on gaia’s green earth can an adult person capable of showering when they want SMELL THIS BAD? How are you pissing all over the floor so consistently? Why is your urine so sticky? How can a bathroom floor get this sticky so quickly? How do you not know you smell so fucking disgusting? Why did you put shitty TP in both bathroom garbages and not at LEAST cover it up a little bit so we don’t have to look at it??

Why did I not face the mild awkwardness of covering the couches in towels to stop the inevitable disgusting ass-stain on the couch that I may have to pay for in damages now that it surely happened?

All y’all Chicago motherfuckers were weird. I will not be back any time soon, and if so you will not be aware

-K: I knew you were abrasive and a self-proclaimed asshole but could you at least read the room? I just met you, why would you feel the need to say rude shit like joke about my “tired sad dead eyes” or that I’m “no offense, a little awkward?” Why would you need to say these things to a person you just met, completely unwarranted? The awkward comment at least had relevance to the conversation but why would you say mean things about someone’s appearance when you don’t know them and should really know by then that my sense of humor was not revolving around deprecation and negativity? You don’t know how shitty this is huh? Or do you just not care?

Please don’t offer to pay for pizza then ask everyone to chip in on the bill when I ordered literally nothing, you ordered a second round of drinks for two other people who did not ask for them. Please don’t overshare about your husbands libido as the first but if information we learn about him.

Please don’t literally buy second beers and literally push the beers on someone who A) said they didn’t want them and B) is so visibly hungover the first words out of your mouth were “are you okay?” Hair of the dog is not a valid experience for me. I don’t understand people who have essentially overdosed on alcohol remedying it by doing more. That’s kind of addict behavior, but I digress. It doesn’t work for me. I said I didn’t want it. Listen to people’s responsesz

Worst of all: you worked at a vet clinic (NOT practicing medicine I’m pretty sure) you are not qualified to administer drugs unprescribed to your kitten to save money and not go to the vet. Nor dress its wounds. You didn’t sterilize anything when their bandage came off you didn’t even wash your fucking hands first. Negligent. Dangerous. Really unfortunate, and not cool. And negligent.

God I hope that cat is okay. Also the cat isn’t stupid for slicing its foot on something, YOU were irresponsible for leaving something sharp out in such a manner? Stop endlessly insulting and shit talking your cat it may not understand your words but that negativity is translating.

-A: I know you have a crush on me and I understand you were prob nervous but when someone is out of town and ubered clear across your town to meet you at your bar you like, you should really try harder to talk to them. I’m too dense to realize why you’re avoiding me but why not at least engage with the other out of town friend? Weird, dude.

-B: you stink you stink you stink you fucking REEK you smell so fucking bad there is no excuse for this as you are physically capable of cleaning yourself!!!! You can’t just let water run over your body you need to scrub your fucking body!!! Why is that so hard? Please you are a fucking biohazard also you’re paying the damage fee on this couch if they can’t get the nasty ass stain out. You’ve gotta be aware of you have swamp ass at LEAST put a fucking blanket or towel down or ??? Anything?? Wipe your ass?? Wet wipes??? Something?? Diapers!? I dunno you’re a grown ass man WASH YOUR ASS MORE

Also why would it have been okay to bring someone over to our airbnb to sleep over? Without? Asking?? This person I don’t know?? When the place is rented in my name? Granted they ditched us at the bar (HMMM I WONDER WHY) but I was really gonna have to be that buzzkill guy like uhhh hi I don’t know you you can’t sleep here

I was mortified every time we got in an uber. My mom is in a care home wearing diapers and the home smells like piss—noticeable through my mask—and it still smells less bad. I haven’t been able to look him in the eyes for the past day. I know I should say something just out of concern for his wellbeing but it feels too intense. I find it very hard to believe he doesn’t know. Smelling kinda bad can go unnoticed but this is otherwordly.

ALSO READ THE ROOM STOP GRABBING MY FRIENDS UPPER THIGH? He tenses up when you hug him? Hint hint? Don’t put your head in his lap? DONT TRY TO OPEN HIS BEDROOM DOOR WITHOUR KNOCKING??? How are you so socially unaware dude we’re all not that close yet? Also staring is rude lol like sure flirt a bit and shoot your shot but if it’s not returned or reciprocated or encouraged or received obviously well then STOP HALT CEASE

TAKE BETTER CARE OF YOURSELF!! IF NOT FOR YOU THEN FOR OTHERS AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

#*labored breathing like I just finished a dragon ball z fight pushing myself to the limit*

[baddiewiththesaddies]

HOLIDAZE......

so its been awhile since my last entry and well i guess this is were im coming to bitch and complain.... yes i am naturally agressive... anger and aggression is what ive known all my life. my anger and explosive temper are some of my worst qualities..... i dont enjoy this fucking anger that sits inside me like lava in a volcano waiting to erupt.... being the only famale in a texmex home in the late 90s early 2000s wasnt the coolest lol.... while my parents essentially were strict, along with "spankings" being a VEERY COMMON thing in my home. yk spare the rod and spoil the child.... along with my birth father being abusive to my mom and basically neglected the fact that he had a daughter. all made me have this low bs tolerator, i am blunt yes i come off as harsh.. mostly bc i say the shit no one wants to say bc yk i cant give constructive criticism unless its wrapped in bows surgar coated in easy to swallow bs water.... and i dont have the care to want to wrap a pig in makeup and a bow... its still a pig w/o wig the right??? i mean.... thats what i think feel free to lmk if im wrong .... sooooooo the point of this is that i get tired of shit like "omg girl this song makes me wanna unblock him" after the fact of they broke up due to cheating... and they broke up over 5 months ago.... like ugh im sorry but not soory stop bringing up old shit and if you want to go do it with someone who gives af enough to swallow the bs sandwich youve served by saying shit like that when yall basically got physical... plus a bunch of other toxic shit... like i cant just sit here and tolerate bs when im trying to cut it outta my life... i mean i could be wrong theres no denying sometimes i go too hard on things especially when i care about someone. i hate the ppl i love being hurt or done wrong. ive been in my share of toxic relationships, i hate the fact that ppl have had the audacity to misused my loved ones and i. i just want to keep them hurting the ways i have wondering why me what did i do to deserve to hurt like that.... bc thats a shitty efeffin way to feel.... so im oming from a place of love but idk... how do i rid my life of bs if i allow those around me to serve it to me daily....

welp other then this... going bsck to wwork has helped me channel my energy to no want to fight but i havevbeen trying to talk thngs out but even then im labeled as the angry latina..... one stereotype thatll take 10x as long to lose as it was to gain.....

till next time..... wish me luck on this so called life thing....

btw happy holidays and a happy new year if youve made it this far in my rant of thnking tooooo mf much.....

[w00nderfulll]

Where Anger Manifests

Uhm so, in the spirit of Halloween, my English teacher gave us a creatice writing assignment where we had to write a spooky story and then turn it in at the end of class.

Anyways, I thought Id share it with the world cause why not

Disclaimer: I am not at fault for any shitty writing istg i literally only had one class period to come up with a plot and characters and whatever and like- i didnt even plan it out or edit it so im SORRY if it sounds like a wattpad story im SORRYY

also, trigger warning <3 lots of blood and a mention of murder

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“No, Emily! I told you I don’t want to do this!” Dylan yelled in a whisper, frustrated that her friend wouldn't listen. 

“Why not?” Emily huffed.

“Because it’s late and it’s cold and I’m tired! It’s nearly 2am Em! I want to go to bed…” The night was dark and cold, the wind howling like a crying hungry wolf. Big black clouds covered the sky, threatening to open their hatches and bleed the ocean any minute now. “Plus, it’s probably going to rain soon, I’d rather not get caught in a storm and get all wet and gross.” 

“Ugh..” Emily pouted “You are such a lame-o.” The tall girl said while rolling her eyes in annoyance. 

“You know what?” Emily asked Dylan, her tone growing ever more scathing “I’ll just go without you, you clearly don’t know how to have fun. Like Christ Dylan, it’s Halloween and you don’t even want to have fun.” 

“I had fun!” Dylan cried, so confused as to why her best friend was acting like such a jerk all of a sudden. Well… maybe not all of a sudden, but lately. Lately Emily has been just so… mean. Maybe it was just the new school year, the new influence of new people. Emily had always been a dainty little flower, leaning any which way the wind would blow her. Whatever. Hopefully she'll get over it soon. Dylan was getting tired of her garbage.

“Whatever,” Emily muttered, “No one would even want you there anyways. I was just trying to be nice, but obviously your short measly little self can handle kindness.” And with that, the snotty witch turned around and started walking towards the party, leaving Dylan in the middle of the road. 

The wind only blew harder. 

“What the hell…” Dylan’s face contorted into confusion and disgust. Then came the tight squeezing in the back of her throat, the painful tingling at the tip of her nose. Her vision became blurry, and warm streaks began running down her cheeks. 

Suddenly, she heard strange noises in the distance behind her. Kind of like screaming, only there was a certain buzz to it… revving? The sound got louder and louder and… she looked behind her. Lights. Very bright lights.

Shit.

Dylan jumped out of the way just in time, before the car got a chance to hit her. She gasped, and her heart was beating out of her chest, maybe about to explode. Dylan really needed to get home.

The girl started her long walk home, and in her walk she was mad. Mad at Emily ditching her and mad at Emily for being so rude. Why was Emily acting like that? 

The wind blew harder, Dylan shivered. 

Lightning crashed and lit up the sky, all different colors of purple and red and blue. Then came thunder, the great sound of it vibrating Dylan to her core. Finally, the rain fell down from the sky, bleeding from the clouds. The rain was blood. It was thick with blood… wait, blood? Dylan looked up at the sky, it began bleeding and everything around her turned a deep shade of scarlet. Dylan continued down the street, her walk turning into more of a fast jog.

More lightning flashed, although this time the thunder sounded less like thunder and had more the quality of a low pig’s snort. Pigs. Dylan hated pigs. 

Dylan’s breathing sped up, and for a second she just stood there in the middle of the street again. Frozen in confusion and fear. Then came a scream, an utter terrifyingly loud scream. The scream of a woman who had just witnessed her babies murder. Or maybe more like she was getting murdered. 

This woke Dylan from her trance, and she began running. Running and running and running. Running away from God knows what. She was absolutely terrified. Dylan kept running as more and more blood rained from the sky, the clouds now all encompassing, blocking out any signs of sky. 

The sound of a yelling cat getting its tail stepped on reverberated through the air, startling Dylan as she tripped and fell onto the ground, face-planting into the puddles of blood that now threatened to flood the Earth. Dylan felt like she was spinning, a cartwheel rotating on the ground but refusing to land. 

The blood-soaked girl tried getting up and failed, falling again. She started screaming, blood curdling cries. Then she looked down and realized she had gotten up a second time. Again she ran and ran. The world began spinning around her once more, swirling and blurring. Screams surrounded her, invading her thoughts, going into her mind. Below the loud high whistling of the wind and shrill of her’s and unknown beings screams, there was a low sizzling bass. Popping, crackling electricity. 

The world kept spinning and Dylan started to feel like she was falling again. Falling fast and tumbling and falling and falling and falling… All of Dylan’s senses were scrambled and she felt her stomach float up into her ribcage. Dylan’s eyes felt as if they would explode, pressure building up behind her sockets as her forehead began to get that dull sick feeling.

The screaming got louder and the falling got faster and red began to infiltrate all of Dylan’s visions. She felt sick and sticky and wet, but after a while everything became a blur, and a sensory overload came on and she soon felt nothing but the sensation of her limbs and organs swimming and flying apart. Eventually the red faded, the feelings went numb, and everything turned to black.

#halloween #original story #short story #writers on tumblr #original short story #halloween short story