#voicemail

[todays-xkcd]

'Hey, can you call my cell?' '...I'm trying, but it says this number is blocked?' 'Ok, thanks, just checking.'

Call My Cell [Explained]

Transcript Under the Cut

[Black Hat, with his finger raised, walks in from the right approaching Cueball.] Black Hat: Hey, can you call my cell?

[Cueball has taken his phone up and is pressing the screen. Black Hat holds out his left arm as he looks down at his back pocket which is ringing.] Black Hat: Oh, one sec. Ring

[Cueball, still holding his phone, looks at Black Hat. Black Hat has turned his back to Cueball and is looking at his phone which he is holding in both hands. Above his head is both his one line of speech but also a separate jagged speech bubble indicating what is written on his phone screen.] Black Hat: Ugh, it's this guy. Phone: Send to voicemail

[Cueball, holding his phone down, watches Black Hat walk away from him, already partly outside the right frame of the panel.]

#xkcd #xkcd 2900 #call my cell #webcomics #voicemail #cellphones #black hat

[promptsforyourwhumpfic]

Whump Prompt #1340

@skiny406 asked:

Would you do a prompt where caretaker and whumpee have a huge fight, and then whumpee is hurt (stabbed, poisoned, whatever you want) and tries to call caretaker but they just don’t answer (either is busy or just mad) and later they got to hear the VOICEMAILS.

I thought of a string of voicemails. Feel free to change them to suit your injury/situation!

“Hey it’s me, I know you don’t want to talk to me but I- fuck I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, and If I can do anything, I will. I’ll uh- I’ll maybe talk to you later?”

“Hi [character], I hope you’re alright. Um. I know you don’t want to talk to me, and I do understand but- but I really need you to call me back.”

“I’m sorry. That’s selfish of me, you don’t need to call me back… it would just be good to hear your voice. I’m um, I’m sorry for everything. I hope you’re okay. Probably better than me right now, ha, but don’t worry, I’ll uh. I’ll be alright.”

“Fuck, ouch, alright. Hey [character], ah, would you- could- maybe call me back? It’s um. Shit I’m sorry, it’s not important, I’ll try [another character] again.”

*starts with the whumpee gasping for breath* “H- hi, it’s me, please, I know you’re mad, and you don’t want to talk to me again but I- I really need you to call me back.”

“Alright. Message received. You’re pissed at me- you’re fucking pissed and I’m sorry, alright? Just- pick up the phone. Please. I-I’m in trouble again.”

*there’s a pause with just some breathing. There are voices in the background.*

“Heeeyyy [character], sorry about the last one. Pocket dial hahah! Must have done it when I sat down.” *they stop to cough, it’s hacking and wheezy.* “I’m sorry. I really am- I shouldn’t have shouted at you, you didn’t deserve that. I’m in a bit of trouble… it’s’all a bit blurry, but- but I managed to get here on my own. Call me back… please?”

“It’s um. It’s not looking good. I- I just want to say I’m sorry, again, I truly am.” They’re gasping now, perhaps crying. “I’m sorry….”

“This is [nurses name] calling from [the hospital], [whumpee] has you listed as their emergency contact. Please call this number as soon as you’re available.”

*there’s another message. Just voices and the whirring of machines. Maybe some crying. There’s a muffled curse before it cuts off again.*

“… I miss you.”

“Do you miss me? I- I understand if you don’t. Just tell me you’re okay, please?”

“I can go home tomorrow. I’ve been given the all clear, I’m sorry for scaring you. I’ll um. I’ll leave you alone. I um. I understand, I’m a mess. You were right. Just - no - don’t call me back.”

#Whump #writing #prompts #angst #swearing #voicemail #messages #hospital #arguments #heavy angst #injuries

[magnoliasandarson]

Voicemail

Jason isn't really sure why he does it. Dickhead had never really been his biggest fan, and maybe they had kinda been getting along recently, but that didn't erase all the bad. But Bruce had taken Robin away from Dick, and now he had taken it away from him, so he calls.

Unsurprisingly, it goes to voicemail. Jason swipes a hand over his sweaty forehead, Ethiopia is a lot warmer than Gotham. The phone beeps, and he pauses for a second before saying, "Hey, Dickface,"

For some reason, he tears up, but he takes a shuddering breath and says, "I just wanted to let you know that B kicked me out, so you can go back to the Manor or whatever. No more replacement," he swallows down the old rage and sadness that claws its way up his throat, "Sorry. It's just- whatever. I found a lead on my birth mom. I'm gonna find her. She's a good person, you'd probably like her,"

He kicks some dirt, trying to find a way to say what he needed to say, "Anyway, I called because," there had to be dust in his eyes, "because I just wanted to tell you I'm sorry. I wasn't a good Robin, I should've never worn the stupid suit. You were good. You- uh- you made me wanna be good. Whatever- I'm not gonna be hanging around anymore bothering you, but I wanted to tell you- I wanted to say that you were a good brother- the best. I wish I was better. It doesn't matter," he scrubs the tears off his face, "see you around, Dickhead."

--follow up is posted "One Missed Message"---

#jason todd #batman #batfam #bruce wayne #dc comics #dick grayson #dc universe #robin #nightwing #voicemail #ethiopia #angst #so much angst #wonder what happened next

[one-time-i-dreamt]

My dad showed me a voicemail he had from Eddie Munson (from Stranger Things) that was addressed to Steve Harrington (also from Stranger Things). Eddie was voiced by Dulé Hill.

#dream #dad #father #family #voicemail #eddie munson #stranger things #steve harrington #dule hill #Dulé Hill

[tmntxthings]

一∑Voicemail・゜・。

~ Hey! Leave a message ~ *beep*

…

*slow exhale*

I miss you. It’s late and I can’t even begin to undo the mess we— I created.. but I don’t think I can go one more night alone like this. Without you here, without hearing your voice. I thought I didn’t need you. I think that way about everyone.

Until I actually am alone and all too quickly I realize that I cannot do it. I cannot do this. So I take back what I said. I do need you. I want us to try. Even if it’s messy. Even if all the possibilities are infinite and scary. Even if there’s a chance of me making more mistakes than I can calculate. Even if I potentially ruin it all. I’d rather try than never have had an opportunity. Than to have never been with you. So—

Please? Tell me that it’s not too late. Tell me that you still like me, even if it’s only a little. We can work on it, together, just like you said! I’ll do my best, everyday. I’ll try to. Just.. please don’t ignore me any longer. I feel this pain, deep in my chest. It won’t go away. It started after the fight, no during the fight. The symptoms keep persisting and no logical or medical explanation can configure this..this ache. Dr. Feelings says it’s not physical, that it’s emotional pain. Which would explain why there is no logic and also why I’ve never felt such a pain before. I think only a rare few can do this to me. You being one of them. I think the feeling is equivalent to what caving in must feel like. Perhaps a better analogy would be that there is an enormous weight on my upper torso. Making it hard to breathe. Even harder to eat. And every time I think of you it gets worse. Yet I also think that you are the remedy.

Sorry. I’m getting sidetracked. Really I’m hoping that you may be listening in on this, maybe even thinking of answering? *sigh* No matter what, I just had to tell you. My mind is made up. I would like to try. I hope to hear from you…soon

I—

I have more to say!

But I-

I didn’t want to say it like this..

I love you

*beep beep*

#drabble #tmnt fandom #tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #teenage mutant ninja turtles #turtle bros #donnatello #rise turtles #rottmnt #rottmnt donatello #donatello x reader #tmnt donatello x reader #donatello x y/n #donatello hamato #angst drabble #light angst #emotional #voicemail #short fiction #phone calls #confession #love confessions #hurt #3 am posts #3 am writing #unedited #fuck it #rottmnt donnie x reader #tmnt donnie x reader #teenage mutant ninja turtles donnie

[troger]

rákaptam a hangüzenetekre

tényleg besokalltam az egy ujjal gépelgetéstől, túl sokáig tart hosszú üzeneteket írni

viszont ez nekem kvázi új, nem nagyon szoktam, innen a körkérdés

hangüzenet etikett

- milyen legyen, milyen ne

- ha baráttól, családtól jön vs ha randi-jelölttől

- milyen hosszú az ideális bemutatkozás

- rossz és jó tapasztalatok, előnyök és hátrányok

minden érdekel!

#poll #thread #voicemail

[vamp-mp4]

The best part is when its the Big Bro that’s always been supportive of you decides he can’t take it more and one night claims his lil sis as his own

Absolutely, creating a bond with his little sis so she feels safe and trusts him only to claim her womb and rape her, proving they were meant to be <3

#sluttystuff #voicemail #coffincest #r@pe k!nk #fauxc3st #fauxcest #r@pe fantasy #big brother x little sister #1cky br0ther #siscon #sibcon

[suncaptor]

Actually no I do think it would be funny if the reason why Sam just fucking turned his phone off maybe got a new one is because he was listening to voice messages Dean left in grief then got to THEE voicemail and was like. okay can't be evil or listen to that anymore. instead of obsessively trying to resurrect Dean again I'll just *gestures* instead. and wanders around the country aimlessly traumatised

#incoherents #spn #sammy #supernatural #dean #sam and dean #sam winchester #voicemail #s8

[sereia1313]

Voicemail

In celebration of reaching 200 fics on Ao3 (and now that I'm on Spring Break), let's play a game! Send me a line of diolague, and I'll write you a drabble.

Characters/pairings will only be from Inuyasha, which you're welcome to send in as well. If no pairing is indicated, it'll be left up to me. Favs include (but aren't limited to):

Sesshoumaru/Kagome

Inuyasha/Kouga

Inuyasha/Sango

Kouga/Sango

Inukimi/Kagura

Shippou/Souten

Rarepairs are always welcome, so feel free to think outside the box! And friendships/familial relationships can be between anyone. Let's have some fun, shall we?

Thanks for continuing to support my chaos!

#sereia1313 #voicemail #voicemail fic #spill the tea #ask games #dialogue ask #dialogue ask game #my inbox is always open #sereia: my posts #200 fics #200 fics and counting #can't stop won't stop #rarepairs #inuyasha fandom #inuyasha fanfiction #sesskag #sesskag fanfiction #sesskag fanfic #pick your poison #dialogue prompt

[maeswrites]

hey, uh, sorry i know this is totally weird. i don't know why i called, or why i thought you would answer after all this time. i just, um, really wanted to talk to you again, the way we used to before everything happened between us. i got my own apartment, and adopted a cat. he costs me an extra twenty dollars on rent but he's worth every penny. sometimes he sits on my counter and watches me cut up apples and peel orange slices. it reminds me a little bit of you and the way you'd watch me cook, isn't that so silly? i don't know, im sorry for bothering you. i hope life is going well for you. okay... bye.

mae s // voicemails i've sent

#sad quotes #writing #poem #quotes #soulmates #words #author #books #female writers #literature #voicemail #poet of tumblr #writers of tumblr #poems on tumblr #grief poetry #art #phone call #i miss you #women writers

[libra-lizard]

missed calls by libra_lizard 1/1

A series of voicemails left.

#a sad little one #fexi #fexi fic #fexi fanfic #lizard fic #voicemail #Spotify

[itsfairly]

Hola Fairly!! How are you? How was your week? I hope it was great! Now I have two ideas (one for Christmas since my mall started decorating for the holidays even tho it's a month away 😭).

No1. Is Nanami and the reader get invited to a quinceañera (where it's readers niece's big day and wanted them to come). And it's Nanami's first time at such a big party (unlike those office parties) and all of the tias wanted a turn dancing with him as well as the little kids.

And No.2 is almost like my first ask (where teen Kento meets the reader's family and her mother tells Kento that she'll teach him recipes) And since during Christmas it's a family tradition (of mine) to make tamales! (Japanese Christmas is a bit different than others since they really don't do present exchanges) So he helps the reader's mother and then they open presents around midnight with the whole family! (While the little kids dogpile around him showing them their presents to him.)

Introvert Spotted at a Quinces // Nanami Kento x fem!reader

word count: 2.5k

cw: f!reader, latina-coded reader, fluff, ooc(? Nanami, established relationship.

summary: You and Nanami were invited to your niece's quinceañera, which is far from Nanami's usual science. Especially when all of the sudden, people from your family want to dance with him.

a/n: hello erigaur! thank you for calling! I've been good, getting cozy and warm now that the cold weather is here for reals. i cannot believe that your mall started decorating for Christmas on November! i usually save all that for December, which is why i will start on that second idea separately. For now, let's see how nanami does at this quinceañera.

liked this? show it with a like, reblog, and/or comment. each is greatly appreciated and celebrated!

Nanami loves you, there is not a thing he wouldn't do for you. He’s the kind of husband to get out of his comfort zone for you, to try new things he never thought of trying out. And getting out of his comfort zone he has ever since he started dating you, but nothing like today.

Oh no, today was different. Today wasn’t trying some dish or watching some series that you grew up with. It wasn’t something he could try within the comfort of his own home, in the quiet tranquility of the evening with the two of you alone behind closed doors. Instead, he was sitting by the table in this large venue filled with people he was still getting to know: your family. Meanwhile, you were on the dancefloor with your sister and a huge smile on your face as you danced to one song and got excited for the next one as soon as it started. Being in a party as big as this one, as loud as this one, was definitely something he wasn’t used to. Quinceañeras, or any parties like this for that matter, weren’t his thing.

When you told him about the party a few weeks ago, he noticed how hesitant you were about even going to the first place. Despite how much you loved your niece and wanted to commemorate such an important birthday, you still managed to put up some excuses. It’s gonna end super late, we could just send her a gift and stay home, I don’t even think I have something to wear, and many other silly reasons to not go. Even then, you shrugged your shoulders at your own with your eyes darting away from him, your tone laced with defensiveness. Nanami knew how to read between the lines and hear what you wouldn’t say—you wanted to go but you were putting him first.

It was one thing to go to those office parties he frequented and another to go to a quinceañera. It wasn't like he even liked those parties, it was work. He would show up, chit chat with coworkers about the most superficial things, and return home. But those parties were quiet, nothing too big or too personal. Quinceañeras were the opposite. Loud, filled with your family that he had married into, and bigger than what the word big denoted. Those kinds of parties simply didn’t line up with your quiet and introverted husband, you were worried that they would be too much to handle and make him uncomfortable.

But for you? Nothing was too much to handle, especially a party with your family no matter how much you tried to scare him into staying in his comfort zone. So he insisted on going. It wasn’t just because it would be bad manners to reject an invite without a valid reason, but he would hate to be holding you back from celebrating your niece’s coming of age party. Your family was his now and events like this were something he signed up for the moment he married you. These events were important for you because it meant seeing your family and because he genuinely wanted to engage with your family and be the husband you deserved, one that your family approved of.

This brings him here, looking at you dancing in your pretty dress that he bought you to avoid your excuses of having nothing to wear. You looked so pretty all dolled up, even with how dark the venue was and all the colorful lights shining all over the room, that was easy to appreciate for him. You always looked pretty, but it was events like this when you could really redefine what ‘pretty’ even means. He could just open up a dictionary and see a picture of you right now with that smile as the definition.

The way you were dancing, however, made him hum. You were letting loose, not caring who was looking as long as each song you danced to was better than the last. There were a few times you looked back at him and tilted your head back at him with a smile to invite him to join you, which was met with a wave of his hand as he shook his head. He was happy staying here at the table, guarding your purse as you danced away. Sure, it wasn’t his ideal night to sit alone at a party like this, but he didn’t mind it. You looked too happy for him to even consider pulling you away from this early than what you would’ve wanted.

“Wife left you all alone?”

Nanami turns to his side when a voice barely manages to break through the loud music, his eyes meeting your aunt sitting next to him. Nanami greets them, slightly nodding his head at her.

“She wanted to dance and I am a terrible dancer.” He answered, trying his best to make his voice heard through the music.

“Oh, come on. No one cares about that when they are having fun.” Your aunt laughed at his modesty, which caused Nanami to look back at you and then everyone else on the dance floor. Everyone seemed to just mind themselves.

“You’re right. Maybe I am still getting used to all this.” He chuckles, turning back to face your aunt. It was hard to talk considering how one had to shout if they wanted to keep the conversation going.

“Right, but that doesn’t mean you can’t let loose.” Your aunt suddenly stands up, extending her hand for Nanami to take. “I’m sure one dance can’t hurt, no?”

Nanami was taken back by the invitation to dance, making him a bit apprehensive to the idea. He truly meant it when he said he was a terrible dancer, at least when it came to this kind of music he wasn’t familiar with. However, the way your aunt was patiently waiting for Nanami to accept made him rethink it. It didn’t seem like she would take no for an answer and he did tell himself before coming here that this was his family now. Maybe one dance wouldn’t hurt.

He nods, placing your purse down on your seat and standing up to take your aunt’s hand. “Alright, ma’am. It’s not like we can talk with the music this loud.” He chuckles, trying to ease his uneasiness.

Your aunt laughs once more, agreeing with him once they reach the dance floor. “Maybe we can work on improving your dancing. I’m sure [Name] will appreciate that.”

Nanami nods once more, this time with a soft smile. He wasn’t opposed to the idea of that, after all, how many times has he danced with you in the comfort of your home? His hand on your lower back and yours on his shoulder. Or better yet, you holding his waist close as he holds your cheeks as the two of you sway back and forth. But that was different. That is when the two dance without needing any music, just doing what feels right. 

That uneasiness was still present in him as your aunt was trying to show him how to dance to cumbia, to which he was mentally grateful that the genre of the songs changed to something much more tame. He tried his best to follow along, feeling his feet tangle themselves as he tried to follow that triangle step your aunt was so patiently teaching him. He just hoped he wasn’t making a fool of himself in front of your family, seeing how everyone else seemed to move with this flow and smoothness in their steps while he was still looking down at his feet to not trip over himself.

“See? You can dance!” Your aunt noted with a smile, taking his hand and guiding him to spin her around.

It might have been a bit clumsy in his eyes, but he was glad that his stiffness when dancing didn’t take anything away from her fun. Besides, it was nice to stretch his legs after so much time sitting alone on that table, so he kept dancing with your aunt as a way to spend his time in this quinceañera while you had your own fun.

One dance was one dance and your aunt did keep her promise, not wanting to overwhelm him about spending so much time with her, especially when he was kind enough to indulge her in a dance. But as soon as your aunt lets go of him, leaving to take care of things around the party, it seemed like other people had their eye on Nanami. The member of the family that has always been pretty reserved and polite was finally opening up to them even if it was just by dancing. How could they let this chance go to waste?

If it was like those office parties with people trying to strike up a conversation with him, Nanami would’ve found a way to politely cut the conversation short if he wasn’t in the mood to talk much. But it wasn’t like that. Not when different women from your family of all ages were trying to steal a dance with him. Even if he wanted to go back to his seat or sneak away to the bathroom for a few seconds of quietness, he couldn’t bring himself to say no. It wasn’t like he was fond of the idea of dancing so much tonight, but his own words were repeating in his head—this was his family too and he didn’t want you to think he was uncomfortable with them.

From dancing with your aunts and cousins to the small kids dancing close to him, one could easily see how Nanami was letting loose, shaking off his stoic demeanor that made him seem so unapproachable before if it weren’t for the many stories you share of him since you started dating. Instead, he was just making the best of it, taking a couple of notes from how you danced with your sister earlier—as if no one was watching. Even if that wasn’t the case considering how everyone seemed to be taking turns to be his dance partner, it was comforting to just not think much of it.

But of course, there was someone watching. You.

You had gotten away from the dancefloor to check on Nanami and get a sip of a drink, only to find that the table was empty. Thinking he had just gone to the bathroom, you sat down to give your feet a break, gently swaying in your seat to the music.

“I didn’t know Nanami had that in him.” You raised your brow at your sister, not sure as to what she meant by it.

“You know, I always pictured him as the type to just sit around in parties and just sulk around.” Your sister explained, nodding her head towards the dancefloor so you could understand. “Didn’t know you married quite the softie.” She adds with a chuckle.

Confused, you turn to the dance floor. At first, you don’t see anything out of the ordinary, let alone your husband there. That is until you make out his blonde hair, making you crane your head slightly to make him out amongst the crowd. When you finally get a good angle, sure enough, you see Nanami dancing. Even if that was rare on its own, he was slightly hunched over so he could hold the little girl’s hands as they danced, swinging them back and forth to the beat of the music. It wasn’t how you thought Nanami would spend the party.

It was adorable, seeing the wide smile on the little girl’s face as he danced with her. It made your heart flutter at the sight with a soft exhale of your lips. He was fitting in just fine, and there you were when that invite came, all worried about his comfort and trying to skip today. You’re glad you didn’t. You stand up, letting your sister know you had to make it up to him for leaving him on his own while you danced.

As Nanami danced around with the little girl, one of your niece’s, he suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder. Expecting another relative of yours, he meets your smile, making him stand up straight once the little girl lets go of his hands and runs off somewhere else.

“Is this the line to dance with Nanami Kento?” You teased, placing a hand on his shoulder as he turned around to face your body.

He chuckles, quickly placing his hands on the all-too-familiar spots of your waist and free hand. “It is. But you, Mrs. Nanami, get to skip the line.”

“Oh, lucky me, Mr. Nanami?” You giggled, ready to take the lead but surprised when he squeezed you lightly.

“Lucky you indeed, I had some practice.” He smirks, winking at you as he starts to lead. Though bachata was a type of dance he was still learning, he wasn’t holding himself too bad. You did catch him, however, flashing his eyes back and forth between you and his feet, making you giggle at how he was trying to do things just right.

Your hand leaves his shoulder, coming down to his chin and lifting it gently so his eyes meet yours. “Not bad, though you’re still a bit stiff.” You chuckled, teasing him a bit.

He hums, giving in to your lead as your hand goes lower to his back. “Then you’re just gonna have to help me practice.”

“You make it sound as if that is a bad thing.”

“It is when you’re an amazing dancer and I am not.” He says, lifting both of your hands to spin you around and then pull you closer to him, chest meeting chest.

“You’re just being modest. Even my aunts were telling me you were quite the dance partner, sounds like you were having fun without me.”

Nanami shrugs his shoulders. Parties like this were still not his thing. They were too loud to even hold a conversation, ended way too late for his liking, and simply different from how he preferred to spend his time. But he would lie if he said he didn’t enjoy himself at all. Even if he felt silly trying to keep up with your family and these kinds of events, he managed to catch your smile when you turned around to take him to the dancefloor, softening him up. Yes, Nanami is a reserved and quiet person. Parties, let alone quinceañeras, are not his thing. But he was learning to get comfortable with them, he wouldn’t let you have anything less than that.

“I still prefer to have you by my side. You make these events better.” He smiled, pressing his forehead against yours as you two danced. If the two of you were alone rather than at your niece’s quinceañera, trust that he would’ve already kissed you. However, he still had to maintain his image as a gentleman before your family.

“Does that mean you’re gonna join me when they play No Rompas Mas and Payaso del Rodeo?”

“Don’t push it, love.”

#voicemail #nanami kento #nanami kento x reader #nanami kento x you #nanami kento x y/n #nanami kento fluff #kento nanami #kento nanami x reader #kento nanami x you #kento nanami x y/n #kento nanami fluff #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujutsu kaisen x y/n #jujutsu kaisen nanami kento #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jujutsu kaisen nanami #jujutsu nanami #jujutsu kaisen kento #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jjk x y/n #jjk nanami kento #jjk kento nanami #jujutsu x reader #jujutsu x you #jujutsu x y/n #jjk fluff

[one-time-i-dreamt]

I had to make a phone call to check on a guy who got bitten by a dog, but the keys on the phone were so small that I kept misdialing, over and over and over. When I finally got through, his voicemail said: "This is Brian's voicemail. Don't worry, he's not off his meds. He just doesn't feel like answering the phone right now."

#dream #phone call #bitten #injury #dog #dog bite #call #guy #voicemail

[fight-nights-at-freddys]

monby gator :P

#montgomery gator #fnaf monty #fnaf #🏁🎸 #voicemail

[rivalsilveryuri]

wait what is ur favorite gen if it’s not gen 2

OK. so this is the worlds most complicated question 4 me aside from "whats your gender and sexuality" (there are no other questions) like.. UGHHH i literally CANNOT answer this without going on a HUMONGOUS essay not kidding. though if i DO it'll be really rambly.. and. not go anywhere really... (guess what?! point of no return V)

Favourite pokemon gen is a VERY difficult question for me. its easier to say my least favourite gen. Which would be gen 8. because it feels just… boring and forgettable in a way that .. no other gen feels? And is honestly a total mess in my opinion, but.. not in the way gen 9 sorta was? Cause while i definitely have a lot of gripes with gen 9, I do think theres a decent amount of positives and stuff to work with, and stuff that WORKS, and things that really stand out. ..compared to how bland gen 8 felt 2 me. And pointing out which gen im neutral about is fairly easy, aka sinnoh. (might need to really replay it and think it over tbh)

(though theres always one thing that complicates this and its like. the remakes? because sometimes i like a main gen game or hate it, and then i have opposite feelings about the remake, so its like. is the remake…. technically the gen of the origi… ok. whatever, this is a whole complication, i think i'll just go with like. whenever i say favourite gen it just means "favourite region" and remakes can count as well (minus gen 4 sorry ur remake was Like That) to make this easier)

And sayign which gens i Like… But don't tend to feel .. TOO much about ? like kanto… gen 1 has sooo much rep and content that its like.. frlg is fun, (and so is its SECOND remake, good lird) but theres not too much 4 me to chew on .. in . a.. deeper sense? aside from blue, red and leaf, personally. It's not bad! But I don't think anybody's really rearing to say gen 1 is undoubtably the best game mechanics.. visual.. story.. or.. anythin wise. it aint BAD.. but its not really.. much more ta me……

(also i'll specify, mechanics/ gameplay are like.. yes theres type additions, ability changes, oh and the split early on and myah myah and some games have gimmicks and other stuff like mounts, and supposedly bw/bw2 is harder [base game, not hard mode]-

(which. dude did you know. like. this is fucking silly to me but.. upon beating the maingame of black you unlock hard mode. "okay well, whats the issue?" well. upon beating the main game of white. yyou um. get. easymode.) (like im sorry but why the shit would you make DIFFICULTIES VERSION EXCLUSIVES…….. WHO PLAYS THROUGH AN ENTIRE POKEMON GAME.. AND IS LIKE "ah yes wait let me delete my save and do all of that again but like. even easier" W.. WHY… WHY IS… EASY MODE… UNLOCKED… AFTER BEATING THE GAME,, WHY IS HARD MODE A VERSION EXCLUSIVE???? A GENUINELY INTERESTING FEATURE N CHALLENGE?? i know people have probably said this before but its SO baffling to me. what a design choice)

-…but generally the core is the same, and ive never particularly ran into a bump in pokemon games, so it isnt really TOO much of a gripe to me. i love meaningless grinding. i was the worlds most boring little kid, i would start up a pokemon game just to grind to level 40 immediately after getting a starter for FUN. i could watch paint dry for hours i do NOT mind. The only time gameplay comes up is just. How Much is there to do? yknow? how much content.)

but my feelins on kanto are ironic cause i like johto more. sorryyy! i think johtos just more fun 2 me, partly because silver is SOO personal to me, and what they did with kanto was just a more welcome shakeup 2 me tbh. and i like the sort of feeling parts of it give off, and like. yes theres the big hole of like. team rocket being even MORE of a wet fart in that game than b4. likr sure hgss DEFINITELY gave it an overhaul but it still wasnt .. GREAT… since it was the lowest presence an evil team kind of had (until gen 8.) and while yes, they were trying to contact giovanni, and giovanni .. was.. there .. he just got time travel assassinated.. its still kinda.. eh? and being one of the games with a HUUGE identity crisis in the way that gen 2 is forever stuck to gen 1 in a way… gen 1 isnt? but shrug. I don't really mind it. OH and i love silver in crystal. he's so so funny in crystal, whats wrong with him… and i like the legendary beast stuff! i like it, it feels pretty fucking cool.. and eusines funny. pokemon crystal is so fascinatign 2 me i want to pick it apart with my teeth, i love the aesthetic, the music, everythin. (even if the late grind is HORRIBLE) ..but idk if gen 2 is my favourite. We'll.. get back to this later .

SO WHAT IS? Um.

See .. this is kinda where i have 2 now explain a timeline. I KNOW. i know. .. (said through tears) You're just gonna have to sit down with me here because i am so insanely autistic about pokemon. pokemon has been my special interest since i was a tiny pea brained baby. i was literally known purely for pokemon when i was younger because i would NOT shut up about it. (….and here i am writing an unneccesarily long, entire essay. well.) My first game was xy. when i was . uhh .. gosh.. somethin likr… 9? i couldnt finish it because i genuinely couldnt read and got stuck on that furfrou puzzle. i know. its so insanely easy . its unreal. But i gave up. and i didnt have any internet so it stayed that way. for several years. I KNOW. OKAY. leave me alone…

but in the meantime i got oras and. this is when the autism kicked in . severely….. i fucking LOOOVE ORAS . ORAS HEADS LETS GOOO LETS RISE WOOO WOOO IM SOOOOO BIASED. UNREAL-Y BIASED. CRITICAL THINKING DIES HERE WOOOOOHOOOO . and . its a whole thing. i love the way oras looks. its so so so pretty, like. SHOCKINGLY pretty dude. I also really like the weird fusion oras and xy had of like. chibi models, the realistic (? i have no better description 4 this. models used in cutscenes and battles), AND the art. which was definitely unnecessary but i think the eeny weeny models were cute.. Also oras' music. i know its NOT original but i really like the way they remade it. yes the trumpets are almost absent, and some major changes were made to some tracks, which were devisive but honestly? i really like the original soundtrack (because the way rse's soundtrack sounds is really impressive) and the remake is just very lovingly done imo? it just feels nice 2 listen 2…

but . all my.. Current, More Developed Brain Opinions aside. at this point i could read. amazing development. so, i liked lisia. hated brendan. (we had beef.) thought wally was odd but fun, and i REALLY liked zinnia… and of course maxie and archie and their admins too.. and by the way, i liked this game SO much, that i completed the entire pokedex at age 10/11. for fun. so its safe to say i . may like oras. i liked it SO much i then pestered one of my older brothers when he was over to find a tutorial for that segment in xy.. and eventually beat that too. i like gen 6, but i understand a lot of people DONT, and thats understandable. lysandre is SUCH a mess, so are the rivals, but i generally found it charming. though i definitely understand why it was received Very Badly. but xy isnt my favourite.

A few years later, a bit older, when i was then 12.. i played gen 7…. and really liked it. but i dont have too much to SAY about it. (this could honestly be because i didnt replay gen 7 again, having one savefile for my entire playtime. and while i still have an unreal amount of time in usum, i didnt obsessively replay it like i did with oras.) but there's nothing 4 me 2 say that hasnt already been said.. i liked gen 7. completed the dex when i was 12. i liked lillie and gladion and hau, (and i think people either A) dumbed them down way too much, or where excessively critical over hau being. Nice. which….) and team skull.. which is one of my favourite evil teams below magma/aqua, and its definitely one of my favourite gens. but i think… people have said it before but sm had the better story, usum had the better gameplay. usum is JAMMED full of sooo much content its unreal….but i HATE what they did with lusamine. also the ultra recon stuff was kinda … uhh. it was REALLY hyped up in advertising like "oooohhh who are these mysterious people?!?!?" and they just kinda… didnt have a presence??? at all??? like. umm. ok . but i like gen 7. … i like halves of gen 7.

Then . ..gen 8 came out. and uhh. well. I lost a WHOLE lot of faith. cause when it came out almost.. …5 .. years ago .. stars abovr . i got really pissed. cause i HATED IT. i played through it, i wanted to give it a chance, and it was .. fine.. at first. but then i started thinking about it. and thinking about it. and you heard a LOT of things about it at the time. and then i hated it. i hated pokemon . and then i did not touch this game series for the next four years. I heard NEWS about pokemon, but i just kind of grew more spiteful over the years and stuck my head further underground.

#VOICEMAIL #good lird. i am SO sorry for the person i become whenever I talk about pokemon #i never get to ramble about it to this degree . WORDS GET AWAY FROM ME </3 #I HAVE 2 REBLOG 2 ADD PART 2 . HELP ME. SORRY.......

[vamp-mp4]

big sister coming home & literally passing out bc she’s so tired & lil bro just breeding her !!

waking up so confused and just the shushing and condescension cus he knew she had a long day “shh shh just go back to sleep, it’s fine.” ♡

- 🫶

god this is so hot, hopefully he does it every day after she comes home. wouldn’t want her to go without getting pregnant with their incest baby 💚

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