#we wont know the result of this until it plays out

[blaseballbrainrot]

The draft I wrote a few weeks ago about frustration over what happened to the old lore channel and it becoming less accessible is uh. starting to hurt a little bit more now. Not a fan of this new maincord update

#im upset and frustrated and not feeling great #im probably not going to upload that draft bc it was very emotionally driven #but the tldr is it sucks there isnt a publically accessible archive #blaseball #negative #i know some of my feelings are irrational anxiety being irrational #but seeing lots of people agree with this sentiment on maincord is... encouraging in an upsetting way #i dont know #mixed feelings all around #guess we'll have to wait and see what posting and the maincord of the future brings #quick edit to clarify im being optimistic where i can #we wont know the result of this until it plays out #but right now im not feeling great about it

[cupoftaae]

9 with Yoongi please😍😍😍

"and why are you so jealous" x YOONGI

warnings- angst, swearing, drinking, references to hookups, yoongi is a fuck boyyyy

A/N- sorry for the late posting, I hope you enjoy sweetheart! <3

You sat outside the bar in the front seat of your car, eyeing the drunk people leaving as the clock read nearly 3am.

Yoongi, your roommate, had called you a bit prior, asking if you could so graciously drive his drunk ass back home. You agreed, well, because you are desperately in love with the fucker, even if he pissed you off.

the thing is, you didnt mind doing shit for him, but he was just an asshole most times. Yoongi wasnt the kind of guy who would date someone like you, he was out every weekend with his friends at some bar and probably hooking up with any girl within a 5 mile radius who'd let him.

You would let your hopes rise again anytime he did something for you, the expectations were on the floor, considering the action of him helping you clean the apartment would fluster you.

"okay, I gotta go baby"

you looked out the window, seeing yoongi walking towards your car with some drunk chick hanging off of him

"you'll call me right?" she whined, hands holding his shirt

"of course I will, first thing tomorrow" he grinned, helping her off to one of her friends.

You smirked because you knew his ass was not calling her back.

thats how yoongi was, thats the kind of person you fell for, and it wasnt this behavior that made you fall- it was all the way back to 8 months ago, when you and yoongi visited his mother in the hospital, youve never seen him so vulnerable, you held him in your arms as he cried about all of his fears.

It was tragic yet beautiful to see someone who puts on a front all the time, finally break.

You stayed against him like glue during that time, which ultimately resulted in an emotionally constipated hook up between you both.

Neither of you mentioned it ever again, especially when not too long after that he started going out on weekends again- forgetting you.

"sorry for making you pick me up...." he mumbled, crawling into the passenger seat.

"'s okay...I dont mind" you shrug, starting the car again

you felt his eyes on you, a small shiver going down your spine as you forced yourself to pay attention to the road.

"you have fun tonight?" you tried to speak, avoiding his glances.

"you look really pretty, why are you so dolled up?" he asked, voice soft

You were a bit taken back, yoongi never spoke about you like this, even in his drunk state.

"thank you..?...im not dolled up...im just wearing a shirt and jeans, I fell asleep in my work outfit."

he smiled, "oh...well its cute" his hand reached over to play with your hair a little, making you jump

"yoongi-"

"what?"

You took a breath and tried to just stay quiet until you pulled against the curb outside of the apartment, parking the car.

neither of you got out yet

"why are you still staring at me?" you mumbled, turning on the car light to grab your phone that had fallen beneath your seat.

He shrugged, "because I wanna kiss you" his voice slurred

You sat up quickly, head banging against the steering wheel "wh- fuck!"

His eyes widened "shit, you okay?" he reached a hand out

"im fine! dont...touch me" you managed to speak, turning the light off. "what makes you suddenly want to kiss me, yoongi?"

"i dont know you look cute, its not a big fucking deal" he chuckled, eyes still trailing your body

You waited a moment to gather your thoughts, "actually it is, because you say that to every girl you meet, you told that girl you'd call her and I know you wont. You cant keep treating young girls like this, yoongi. Its wrong, we get attached easily and we dont appreciate being led on."

He smirked, "okay...and why are you so jealous?"

You choked "jealous??"

"yeah, jealous"

"im not fucking jealous, yoongi, im mad that you think this is okay behavior."

"and if there were no other girls you wouldnt have reacted the way you just did- in face, I bet you would kiss me in a heartbeat." he spoke

"youre a dick, you know that?"

he nods, smirking

"proud of that?"

"meh" he shrugged

You bit the inside of your cheek and felt a wave of emotion come over you. You realized that he will never change, hes not yours and probably never will be, and you are wasting your time waiting for the yoongi from 8 months ago to come back.

"go fuck yourself" you got out and slammed the car door, leaving him behind.

His eyes sadly watched you walk away, he mentally cursed himself for fucking up again.

He knew he would never have you, and he was to blame.

#bts fanfic #bts #bts fluff #bts smut #yoongi angst #yoongi x y/n #yoongi x reader #yoongi drabble #yoongi #min yoongi #min yoongi x y/n #open requests #bts requests

[justaboot]

fine okay HBO human DT would be like

(tw blood, gore, drugs, suicide mention)

Beakley's husband was killed by their daughter, who was a FOWL big bad. Beakley loved her more than anything but, in the end, they couldn't stop her, and she locked her in an uncrackable limbo pocket dimension, took newborn Webby, and told everyone she was dead. Every night, she doesn't think about how she's still in there, alive and rotting. (I hc this regardless)

Gladstone signed away his soul for glitz, luck, and luxury when he was young. He rains gifts and affection down on the kids, decked in the best money can buy and bored by all of it, surrounded by designer drugs and sex and fancy friends and desperately lonely when he's not with the fam.

Pre-series, the boys' father was a traitor who sold them out, nearly to Donald and Scrooge's death. Della goes alone to a standoff in an abandoned plane hangar, fucks him good one last time to get close before beating his head in with a socket wrench.

Goldie told her how.

The kids figure out Gyro's fallen into a brutally accelerating addiction to a stimulant chem of his own design, bc its producing incredible results. Scrooge has been looking the other way. Because results.

Actual Scary Girl Webby in a real way. She wants answers, and has no understanding of taboos. Stares at her first dead body way too long. Asks della too many questions about self-amputation, what it smelled like, if she could feel the difference between muscles and tendons when cutting. Did the ligaments snap back? did the bone splinter? did you see marrow? She just wants to know. The next day she asks bentina if they can get a whole pig to pit-roast and if she can be the one to carve it. Watched Scrooge and Goldie from the vent in his bedroom, looked too long at the line of Goldie's back as she moved and thought about it all night.

We see Beakley actually homeschool them. They have a library thats the school room, and Huey and Webby practice cello in Webby's room. They test themselves on new languages they're learning together by talking through music theory in them while playing.

Huey made Della a teak shower bench. Not HBOcore but its true and you should know it. It replaced the chrome one, and on bad nights, she hands out in there in the steam at 4 in the morning bc the room is bright and warm and the fan is loud and beakley'll be up in an hour which means the house wont be Still and Quiet.

Louie actually gets caught up in the underground crime scene. He slowly builds confidence gets too cocky, and gets in deeper and deeper shit until it goes south. Fast. His tricks dont work, because hes TEN, and Goldie has to pull him out of a human trafficking ring. He doesn't think to ask what she was doing there until much later, and she's already gone.

We see Donald's therapy sessions. He loves the boys more than anything or anyone in the world. He tells his therapist that he hates his sister for what she did to his future. His therapist asks if he hates the children, too, and Donald hesitates. He loves the boys.

Magica has Scrooge for weeks during the Shadow War. Plays out all his failures in shadow puppets on the wall for him. The spear, his parents, his sisters, goldie, everything. she was there in the dime for the whole ten years he was alone, and she plays out all the ugliest things he said and did. Shapeshifts through all the friends he's lost to taunt him, spitting words as young Donald. She shifts into Della, asking in her voice why he'd do that, telling him how painful it was, how it feels to freeze to death, what human lungs sound like when there's no oxygen to breathe. You'd think they'd be quieter, but there's a wet crackle that sounds like a sponge. She tells him how he was going to kill the boys, too, because he's too selfish, but it's not a problem now, because they've left again. They're safe now. But she says it all so kindly. He's exhausted and hes starving and hes half out of his mind, so when he asks what she wants from him and she puts a knife in his hands and tells him to end it, he does. Until the knife turns to smoke, he's unharmed, and it's not della but Magica who's laughing at him. Lena sees the whole thing, and later on, when the kids find out, Scrooge omits details, and the kids laugh at how Magica would ever think Scrooge would go through with it, just give up. He'd never give up. Lena doesn't say anything, and Scrooge doesn't look at her, and he has to cope with believing that'll be the last time he'll ever hear della's voice.

Lena Comes Back WrongTM

anyway you get it. everyone has a really rough duality. feel free to add.

(this post got too long, ask me later about the boys' birth and scrooge's secret s1 curse)

#animation studios if you see this in 5 years when I’m applying I’m not weird please still hire me #HBOTales #yeah I'll make that a tag #ducktales #dt17 #tw gore #tw drugs #tw body horror #tw suicide #tw self harm #I deleted several things bc i want to be able to look you guys in the metaphorical eyes again at some point #wait I’m kind of cracking up at the idea of Lena watching all of that play out she has NO idea who that is or what happened #she’s like…I don’t even go here…

[mydarllinglover]

SafeHouse || Eight

Previous

I had spent most of the Easter Holiday's helping Ron with Buckbeaks appeal, the both of us had taken on Responsibility, Him due to Harry and Hermione's filled schedules and me to get away from the Slytherins.

I was trying my best to avoid Malfoy at all costs, as a result it meant I had spent a lot less time with Theo and Blaise.

Putting their differences with Ron aside, (although it didn't stop the bickering and constant insults) sometimes they would come in the Library to help, until they got bored or thrown out by madam Pince for being too noisy.

Ron and I had the task of juggling our heavy homework load and the appeal, but we managed it the best we could.

The both of us pouring over enormously thick volumes such as; The Handbook of Hippogriff Psychology and Fowl or Foul? A Study of Hippogriff Brutality.

I was actually proud of Ron, this was probably the most he has ever read, and for the longest amount of time, willingly.

The night before the Slytherin VS Gryffindor Match, everyone was way to hyped and causing Chaos.

I could never say this aloud, out of fear that my whole house would set the most horrendous curses on me, but I had secretly hoped that Gryffindor will win tomorrow, just because I know It will piss off Malfoy, but obviously also because my brothers are playing and Harry.

I wasn't even thinking about going, and instead work more on the appeal.

I had escaped to the library, barely anyone were here due to the excitement of the match tomorrow.

Ron had also ditched helping for the night for the match tomorrow.

Perfect.

I had all the Different books open on important pages scattered around the table, notes all over and I was currently attempting to write out all the important key points in my neatest handwriting for Hagrid, constantly looking back between mine and Ron's notes.

"What are you doing here?" I felt their presence before they could say anything. "The both of you should be preparing for the match tomorrow, and as their mate you should of made sure they were doing that" I told the three of them

"wow, She didn't shout at you" Theo sounded impressed

"Shut up- The reason we are here, is because He- is blubbering about you-

"I have never "Blubbered" in my life you prick" Malfoy glared at Blaise

"Anyway! Draco is not in the head space to play tomorrow, he's been shit at practise and its keeping us up with his tossing and turning-"

"Yeah, some people call that guilt" I rolled my eyes.

"And dont get me started on his bloody pacing!" Theo burst

"So, I think its best if you can sort this out and let him say what it is he so desperately wants you to hear" Blaise said "Its dangerous"

"awe Pity, make sure you memorise a spell to catch your fall then" I said, not bothering to look up from my notes "Now if you don't mind, I'm quite busy"

"I told you! She's too stubborn for anyone's good" Malfoy muttered, I could practically hear the eye roll

"Yknow- you're really not helping your case" Theo said

"there is no case if she won't listen! what else am I supposed to do? lets just go"

"could quit with the comments" Theo suggested

"like you've ever listened to that, lets just leave her alone"

"No, because not only could you hurt yourself, but you could end up hurting Blaise, everyone else, and her friend Potter and her brothers!" Theo said "So even if she wont accept your stupid apology, you're going to say it"

The thought didn't occur to me that he could potentially put other people at risk if his head wasn't in it, And if anyone got hurt, that would be on me.

"Fine." I sighed. All three of them stopped their childish bickering and stared at me "I haven't got long to waste, Malfoy, so hurry up and get on with it" I rolled my eyes.

The three of them pulled out chairs, Malfoy sitting opposite me, Theo and Blaise opting to create a distance and sitting near the corners of the table.

"Firstly, I'm sorry, about what I said about your family, I never meant to insult you, I swear-

"So why did you say it, to my brother, when you didn't know I was there?"

"I- uh, Its because- Its because, you know Wea- Your brother and I don't like each other, and that we argue, so I just say things that I know will affect him I guess, whatever will get a reaction out o-"

"that is the most pathetic thing I have ever heard" I blinked

"Secondly, About the Hippogriff, I didn't mean for all this to happen, I didn't plan for him to be executed, all I thought would happen was that he would get taken to some place for animals to live, It was my father who had dealt with it, and the trial, I promise, it was not my intention. I am so sorry, Keira, Please, I am so sorry, I just want us to be alright again"

"Wow, you must really care about having me around, I dont know whether to feel adored or creeped out, do you swear on your life you didn't mean to have Buckbeak end up in this predicament?"

"Yes"

"I guess I could think about forgiving you, If you promise to stop taunting my Brother and his friends"

"I- I cant do that, but anything else and you've got it"

I pondered for a moment.

"I know, you owe me Florean Fortescue's ice cream whenever I want"

"done!"

"fine then, we're good, Now, all of you to bed-

"Why me? I'm not bloody playing!"

"Because, I'm busy and your just going to bug me, and I don't want you disturbing them going back to bed" God, I sounded like mum.

"Do remember to sleep" Blaise told me "Are you coming tomorrow?"

"I dont know, I haven't decided yet" I told him honestly.

"Bye K" Theo bid me goodbye then walked out of the library

"Yeah, goodnight" Blaise said, then retreating to follow his friend.

"And you're still here because?" I dropped my quill to see Draco still sat there

He didn't say anything, just dropped my necklace on the parchment I was writing on and left.

I picked it up, running my hands over the snake, before putting the chain around my neck and picked up my quill to continue writing.

•

"Wake up" A voice kept repeating, I felt a constant poking in my ribs and my eyes started fluttering open.

"Go away" I mumbled to the person disturbing me.

"No, the game's about to start and I dont want to go by myself" Theo moaned "I thought you said you were going to actually go to bed"

"Yeah and then I got too caught up and just fell asleep here" I lifted my head and pushed my red hair out of my face

"You finished it?" He asked me, reaching over to pull the parchment off my face.

"I just hope its enough" I bit my lip

"Lets go then" He said

"what? I can't, I'm not even ready"

"sure you are, come on".

"You are so annoying" I rolled my eyes

"I've been spending too much time around you" he replied.

•

"I think Fred Like's Angelina" I told Theo as we watched him get told off by Madam Hooch.

"What, like it wasn't obvious, did you see that throw" Theo laughed. "Imagine if they go out and she mixes him up with the other one"

"George-

"Has that ever happened to you and Weasley?"

"You mean has anyone ever confused me and Ron? do I look like a bloke?" I stared at him

"Good point, didn't think about that"

"Its not looking too good for us" I grimaced when Wood blocked the goal

"Draco better catch that snitch or this is going to be so embarrassing"

"The only thing that I enjoy about these quidditch matches is Lee Jordan and McGonagalls bickering" I laughed after McGonagall tried to wrestle Lee for the mic after he swore when Flint scored

"He's friends with The brother twins isn't he?"

"Yeah, he's probably the only person that The twins hang out with that isn't each other" I laughed

"So the school years nearly over, before the summer holidays" Theo started "Got any plans?"

"Um no not really, Probably just be at the Burrow mostly" I said

"Whats a Burrow?"

"Its where I live"

"Oh, yeah I knew that...but I was wondering, The three of us normally spend holidays together, either at Malfoy Manor or Blaise's when his mums not home, maybe we can all meet up and do someth-"

"WE'VE WON THE CUP! WE'VE WON THE CUP!" The Gryffindors cheered.

Harry had caught the Snitch and I had completely missed it.

On one hand I was proud that my brothers and my friend had won but on the other, I wasn't sad that we had lost, because I don't care, doesn't affect me, but I felt bad that Blaise and Draco had lost and I knew that they would be in bad moods, the whole house would be in a bad mood, and they were already a gloomy lot.

Great.

•

Exams coming very soon, all of Hogwarts was unpleasant, especially Slytherin house, with spirits already low from the match, it didn't help that everyone was antsy and snappy with preparing and studying.

"Why in Merlin's name are you crying?!" Draco barked at me.

The four of us were in the boys dorm studying, the three of them on their beds and I was lying on the floor buried under all my books and loose parchment

"I cry when I'm nervous, or stressed, or angry, or upset" I sobbed "And I am really stressed out"

"Just breathe" Blaise told me

"Scream into this" Theo said before chucking a pillow at my face, I grabbed it and pushed it so it could muffle my sobs and crying

"Okay, Im over it now. Thats Charms, Care of Magical Creatures, Astronomy, Divination, Hermione is so lucky she dropped it-

"Wait, Granger dropped a class?" Blaise asked, looking amused

"Yeah, Merlin, Ron said that Trelawney said a bunch of weird crap about having the inner eye so Hermione just said she was done and left" I laughed "I hate that bug eyed hag"

"Whats the spell that scares away Boggarts?" Theo asked aloud

"Riddikulus" Draco told him, not looking up from his own books

"Hang on, I need to clear this" I said gesturing to the books and parchments "its reflecting my mind"

"Yeah, thanks, your trashing our room" Theo rolled our eyes

"So I'm guessing you don't want my Care of Magical Creatures notes, let me just go put them in my Dorm" I said

"Wait no, K please, I love that you make yourself at home" He grinned

"Yeah thought so" I rolled my eyes and dropped the notes he would be needing on his bed than gathered all the stuff I wouldn't need to put on my bed in my own dorm, into my arms, humming one of my favourite songs by this muggle band, Fleetwood Mac.

Walking out the door I bumped into Pansy Parkinson who was hovering by the door

"Oh Drakeypoo, Your girlfriends waiting for you!" I popped my head back in to call for Draco

"Hey! dont call him that, only I can" she glared daggers at me

"You say it like I care"

"She's not my girlfriend" I heard Draco shout before I left for my dorm.

Dropping the books on my bed, before quickly leaving the room I barely occupied.

I walked back into the boys dorm, the three of them looking uncomfortable with Pansy stood there saying some bollocks to Draco.

"Get out." I told the girl casually, pointing at the door

"Excuse me, blood traitor"

"I said get out, now! It means, you leave where you are not wanted" I blinked

"No one asked you, you know, they dont even like you anyway, freak" She spat at me "muggle lover weirdo"

"Get the hell out Pansy." Draco told her. She jumped and span around to face him again

"What? I- what about her?" she pouted

"Did I say her name?" He asked her in a patronising tone "Now get out my room before I tell everyone that thing!" He told her, eyebrows narrowed.

Eyes wide, she scampered out the room, making sure to barge through me on her way out.

"Wow, that must be some thing she did to make her leave that quickly, was it with you" I smirked

"Quiet Weasley" He snapped, making me burst with laughter.

"It was!" I exclaimed "Draco middle-name Malfoy, tell me!"

•

The suspense turned out to be more stressful than the actual exams

I successfully transformed a teapot into a tortoise with out any extra stuff attached to it. Unlike some.

I managed to perform an excellent cheering charm on Theo for Charms class, although I am pretty sure he egged it on just to get me a higher grade.

Luckily my flobberworm stayed alive in Care of Magical Creatures. Although that was pretty simple and not much was required to take care of it.

The exam I was dreading the most, Potions, because of Snape being a biased, annoying and rude git was ruthless when it came to grading.

But luckily, Draco being the second best in the class helped me study and gave the easy basics to get a pass. My confusing concoction turned out well.

The worst exam was Astronomy, waking up and taking an exam in the middle of the night was horrible, most of it was spent leaning on Theo's shoulder, trying to keep each other awake.

I wasn't confident in my Defence Against the Dark Arts exam as I don't do well at physical activity, and obstacle courses are not my forte.

"That stupid old bat" I muffled a scream on The Slytherin table "No one has bloody seen anything in a glass sphere, stupid fraud" I growled "we should just drop Divination.

"Weasley chill out, I'm sure you will be fine" Blaise patted my back

"I'm going to drop it, can I drop it?"

"I dont bloody know" He told me.

"Wait there's Ron, I'm going to ask him about the appeal, be back in a bit." I said before leaping from the table to see me brother.

"Hey Ron, How'd it go?" I asked him

"The appeal or my exams, cause the answer to both is horrible" He said, looking glum

"What?! He lost, does that mean- They can't!"  i gasped

"Here" He sighed before handing me a slip of parchment in Hagrids scratchy handwriting

Lost appeal. They're going to execute at sunset. Nothing you can do. Don't come down. Idon't want you to see it.

Hagrid

"I'm so sorry Ron" I whispered as I dropped the parchment onto the table, everything becoming blurry as my eyes filled with tears

"We did all we could" He said lowly.

I sped walked out of the Great Hall before my tears dropped, but trying to not gain any unwanted attention.

I managed to make it to the Common room before I dropped to my knees and the tears came flooding, not long before I was surrounded by my friends, One of them scooping me up in their arms and just holding me whilst I cried about everything I could of done and the guilt of not being there from the start. I hated that I was so emotional. And I hated that I was crying, It's so annoying and inconvenient.

"Its okay, K, It's not your fault" Theo told me, releasing his hold only partly so he could look at me

"Its my fathers, I'm so sorry" Draco told me earnestly.

"We know how much you worked for it, please dont blame yourself" Blaise had said.

We had spent the rest of the evening in their dorm, talking about nonsense and our predictions for our grades. Obviously Draco would do the best out of the three of us, He had the second best grades in our year, Hermione being number one a constant annoyance for him.

When the sun set I had known what had went down.

I didn't cry this time, but my heart was heavy. I didn't blame Draco, I believed how his father had took over and he didn't wish for this to happen, I know that deep down he has a good heart, even if it is very very very very deep down and buried in coal.

Later in the evening when the Full Moon and Stars were out, There was a pecking at the window.

"Keira, Its for you" Theo said as he had passed me the envelope the owl had delivered.

"Thats strange, must be important if it's being delivered now" I narrowed my eyebrows as I flicked up the lid?

"Merlin" I gasped, putting a hand to my mouth

"What is it?" Draco asked me

"Ron's in the hospital wing! I gotta go see him" I sprang to my feet and rushed out the room. On my way through the common room I bumped into someone. It was a Forth year, I recognised him from the quidditch team, a chaser.

Adrian pucey.

Who was Extremely nice to look at.

"Oh Merlin, I am so sorry" I mumbled out apologies

"Don't worry about it, I was the one in the way, Weasley, Isn't it?" He asked me

"Y-yeah, It is. Anyways, I should get going" I blushed

"Nice meeting you, officially, make sure to not make it the last" He smiled sincerely.

"y-yeah, definitely, for sure" I said

I grinned like an idiot, bumping into a wall as I walked backwards until I got to the exit and out of the common room, gathering my senses I ran to the hospital wing to find my brother.

"Ron! what the bloody hell happened?" My eyes bugged out as I caught sight of his broken leg slung up, him resting in a bed. He looked confused looking around the room "What is it?"

"H-Har-, Harry and Hermione were stood right there" He pointed at an empty space in the middle of the ward

Walking up to him, I placed a hand on his forehead "Did you hit your head?" I asked

"No! You wouldn't even begin to believe the night I've just had" He pushed my hand away.

At that moment, Harry and Hermione had ran back in.

They froze before seeing me by Ron's bed before jumping back into theirs.

Ron was about to question them until Madam Pomfrey came bustling out "Did I hear the headmaster leave? Am I allowed to look after my patients now?" She was in a bad mood. "Oh, Miss Weasley, say goodbye and off to bed, you will be able to see them tomorrow, they need to rest!" She told me, I waved bye to my brother and friends before rushing out of the ward, not wanting to get on Madam Pomfreys bad side.

•

I never found out what had actually happened that night, just that Ron had got attacked by the whomping willow apparently, and had broke his leg.

Every time I asked them about it, they would just give each other suspicious looks and change the subject until I stopped asking.

Unlike Draco, I was sad to hear the news of Lupin resigning, he was by far one of my favourite teachers.

I was Actually shocked at myself for not realising that he was a Werewolf, the signs were all there but I wasn't paying enough attention. Note to self, stop being so self absorbed.

It was the Last day of the school year, In the Great Hall at the feast.

The room was covered in Red and Gold.

I looked around the room at all the new friends I had made, a little montage of the year playing in my mind.

I had ups and Downs but at the end of it, I was glad that I had made a good group of people I had grown to care about, a lot. Theodore Nott, Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini, Even though they do may head in and the biggest arseholes I have ever met. It also doesn't help that the people I care about all hate each other.

We were planning on spending most of the summer together, the four of us, and arranging the best times to stay at either Draco's or Blaises.

Draco was telling (more like gloating) us about the Quidditch world cup and how his father could get us all the best seats.

"I don't care that you don't like Quidditch, you're coming with us, I don't want to be bored by myself" Theo told me.

"I'll most likely come, but my dad might get tickets so I don't know if they want me to go with them" I explained

"Come with us, Our seats will be better, and no doubt Granger and Potter will be invited by your brother" Draco scoffed, rolling his eyes.

"I'll think about it, wait can I even stay round your guys house's, will your parents be okay with that, one, because I'm a girl and two because my family aren't that popular in your families social circle"

"You spend most of your time in our dorm than your own" Theo said.

"Doesn't matter round mine, we will only go round when Mother and one of her many husbands aren't" Blaise said "no doubt they'll be travelling around the world on holiday".

"Just be quiet and dont say anything stupid and it'll be fine" Draco shrugged "Just watch out for my Father, he doesn't favour gingers"

"I'm going to miss this" I smiled, taking one more look around the room.

"It's only until September" Theo laughed "We will back before you know it"

"Sadly" Draco rolled his eyes, making me budge my shoulder with him.

"Weasley" I turned around to see the person who had called my name, Adrian Pucey.

"Adrian, hey" I smiled up at him

"Hey, I was just wondering if I could get your address, I want to write to you during the summer holidays" He grinned.

I could feel my cheeks blushing.

Since the day I had bumped into him, We had exchanged a lot of greetings and small talk, always smiling at each other in the halls, and he would sometimes talk to me when I was alone in the common room.

"Sure thing, that would be cool" I took out a piece of spare parchment and a quill from my robes, for emergency's, and scribbled down my address with an x then passed it to him, our hands touching for a milisecond.

"have a nice summer, Keira" He said before leaving to join his friends.

I turned back around to see my friends glaring at me "What?"

"HAve a nIce sUmMer kEira" Theo mocked

"Shut up" I shoved his shoulder

He's a prick" Draco said

"and your not?" I said

"You Know he's a year older than you, right?" Blaise said

"And? It doesn't matter, Anyways, we're just friends, nothing is even going on between us, and if it were, It is none of your Business" I booped all Three of their noses and all three of them scrunching up their faces.

Next

#theodore nott #theo nott #theodorenottsafehouse #theodore nott x reader #theodore nott x you #theo nott x reader #draco lucius malfoy #dracomalfoyxoriginalcharacter #draco malfoy #draco x reader #hermione granger #ron weasley #harry potter

[necle]

Maybe its partially a coincidence, or not that big of a deal. But as I watch this series, Momo’s choice of words and decisions kind of worries me a bit.

(yes I know Momo mentioned he only dogeza one other time and that was with Yuki. But doesnt change he suggested him doing that just last episode, albeit with more powerful people. Even Ryo said “This doesn’t feel rare coming from you”).

The way he willingly offers to puts himself in harms ways and tries to sacrifice himself to protect those around him is a surprisingly amount of times (its not something I noticed immediately, or had written off for reasons related to situation’s circumstances. But seeing this keep happening over time, at least compared to other characters…). And while nothing luckily has come of it yet, its been a pattern since Second Beat. Who knows how long has he has been doing this before he’s been introduced.

Even when he made the deal with Ryo, he doesn’t even bring up protecting himself. Just Yuki, and only him.

In general, Momo is really kind and generous person that goes above and beyond to help those around him (offered his MC spots to Mitsuki to promote i7′s show; helped his NEXT Re:vale guests / costars when they were nervous; gave Yamato advice and a safe space to talk; the times Re:vale has helped TRG and IDOLiSH7 including recommending IDOLiSH7 to the Zero Arena Inauguration manager, covering for i7′s show when Riku wasn’t feeling well, the gifts they given to i7 despite them dealing with their own problems, offered Iori & Mitsuki and Yamato a place to stay until they can sort out their group problems without question, some undisclosed stuff Anasagei mentioned that they helped with TRG, etc). But when this is coupled with the more extreme cases referenced at the beginning, he is very selfless to a concerning extent. Not saying he does it on purpose like a death wish or martyr complex. But it certainly feels there is not much trace of concern for his own well being.

Momo had say Ryo was the “master of psychological attacks” and we know exactly what Ryo aimed for with Yuki (which is a lot more concrete and explicit). But I wonder if Ryo is also aware about that side of Momo, and had tried to play into that when he offered that deal with him.

And if it is (because it feels really subtle), is Momo aware of it? Or is that something Momo does know about himself but still does so regardless?

Luckily, nothing serious has resulted from it yet and probably wont for a while since their subplot got resolved last cour and this cour at least seems more focused on TRIGGER and ZOOL. But I don’t know if this is meant signify a certain personality trait within Momo or allude to something that happened in the past.

It might mostly stem from him not making his dream of going to the soccer nationals and viewing old Re:vale as his saviors, so he genuinely feels like he has to devote his life to Yuki and others. But the fact we haven’t seen how Momo and Ryo exactly met, or what happened for them to be such ‘close friends’ makes it difficult to rule out some things. Especially since Re:vale’s rep is being known to be from the small agency that rose out of poverty.

To summarize my thoughts and questions (with the most hella ambiguous response from Momo):

#Momo (IDOLiSH7) #Momose Sunohara #Sunohara Momose #Yuki (IDOLiSH7) #ryo tsukumo #tsukumo ryo #re:vale #IDOLiSH7 #idolish7 third beat spoilers #necle’s ramblings #‘iTs A hObBy’ #bruh what do you mean its a hobby??? #this has been something thats been lingering in my mind with momo but felt it could be just concidental or that he is really kind. #but at this point with the frequency it might be worth mentioning #character analysis #this all might be concidental though…or not plot relevant #heads up just to be safe: im an anime only so while I LOVE LOVE to chat about i7 brainrot please no spoilers. thank you!

[nekkodiaries]

— knock me down. (teaser)

RELEASE: march 18, 2023.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: finally hard-launching the fic that i've been working for a few months now. hhhhh. i'm excited but also very insecure because a good quarter of this fic is written and i'm so ! anxious ! about my writing skills (as someone who knows they're bad at describing and bad at being literate in general. rip.) anyway. i hope you guys enjoy this fic like you did with cheating on you. if you want to be added to the taglist, just reply or send an ask.

reblogs are super appreciated! 🫶

after a tough day of contributing absolutely nothing to the greater good of society, jay decides to do what men like him choose to do to relieve stress: by playing a high-stress game.

what he wasn't expecting, though, was to get a snarky partner who would actually reciprocate his angry chats (as a result of his bad temper) and shit-talk him back. like what they're doing right now.

killstrike: wtf you should have covered me notursniper: yea well u shouldnt have been peeking. killstrike: ur ign fits u bc ur shit at sniping 😂😂 notursniper: i HAD him but ur big ass head was IN THE WAY now u got headshot boohoo 😛 killstrike: just stfu and come revive me

jay was pissed. there's no way he's losing this duo match. it's down to three teams and he can't risk losing more points for his rank when he's so close to reaching crown four, so he breathes in and out, trying his utmost best not to let the arrogant demeanor of his partner get on all of his nerves. notursniper heals him and fends off two players while he heals, leaving just one more team. 

you got this. you got this. jay internally chants before a barrage of shots echo from his phone's speaker. he's too busy to look for the enemy to notice his partner's been knocked down. the motherfucker's proning. the circle's getting smaller and jay's getting anxious over the constant request for healing when all of a sudden: 

better luck next time player killstrike! top 2/100.

"fuck!" jay shouts in frustration, watching the loading screen as the game demotes him from crown five to regular crown rank. "great. that's just great." in the heat of his frustration, jay adds notursniper just to be able to message them— and as soon as he sees them added to his "friends" list, jongseong taps his frustrations away. 

killstrike: its your fucking fault. now im just crown

notursniper: 🤨 ?

killstrike: well??? are you gonna admit your wrongs???

notursniper: 1, is this how u treat women lmao and 2, no i wont :p notursniper: maybe if you actually healed me then we wouldve ranked up notursniper: but ur too selfish and tried to shoot before attending to ur teammate notursniper: so i'd say that rank demotion is DESERVED ❤️

killstrike: man fuck u 😐

notursniper: sry there's a line for gamer boys who wanna bang. you gotta get in line babes 😘

was it possible to choke on air? because jay's convinced he choked on air when he read that. it doesn't help that his eyes immediately darted to the icon where her cuteness was radiating despite her hand and phone covering her entire face. he blames his temper for why he's feeling hot right now— definitely not because he got a visual of what could happen if he did choose to get in line. definitely not. never. no.

killstrike: ew

notursniper: hey u can block me if u want to lmao 🤣

impulsive by nature, jay taps a few times and gets so close to removing user notursniper as their pubg friend but he hums in thought. having a higher rank meant having more skilled enemies and he's never seemed to get past top 40 players without dying, so it was a miracle he got until the top 2 tonight. his teammate's shit-talking aside, he'd say they were actually really good. 

and again, real cute on her icon.

"what?" his own intrusive thoughts snaps him back to the real world, to see that she actually removed him as an in-game friend. what the fuck? in a span of panic, he tried to add them again. 

a few days pass by but alas, no response from her. jay does not know why he's itching to check on his phone every now and then. heeseung and sunghoon don't even want to question why he's been staring at phone with his brows furrowed for hours now.

it's only because they're a good player and they can help me rank up. that's it. 

soon enough, jay's routine has become waking up, going to school, and checking if user notursniper has accepted his request at every waking second of the day. the same goes for the following morning when jay anxiously opens the game again and finds one new message from a friend.

notursniper: hey loser. back for more?

masterlist. ┆ next.

summary: park jay lives life as a hot-headed gamer by day and.. well.. still a hot-headed gamer by night— except he secretly goes by the name killstrike. after losing a match, he finds himself trash-talking, his teammate notursniper, who happens to be the mysterious classmate he's been admiring for over a year and more.

taglist [open]: @yvnjin-s @wondering-out-loud @rikisly @babystrlla @shinrjj @homelycat

#enhypen #enhypen x reader #jay x reader #social media au #enhypen social media au #smau #socmed au #enhypen smau #enhypen socmed au #twitter au #enha smau #enha socmed au #enhypen x you #enhypen jay #enhypen jay fluff #enhypen jay x you #heeseung #jake #enhypen jake #sunghoon #sunoo #jungwon #niki #kpop smau #smau: knock me down

[saka-sakis]

Dont be shy, show the ntmg uwu

OKAY

NATSUMUGI.

WHERE DO I EVEN START

tsumugi is nothing if not complacent and natsume is nothing if not stubborn so the key in this ship sailing is outside intervention (wonder game as a story and sora as a character fill this role)

post wonder game natsume and tsumugi kinda both get a bit comfortable in whatever slightly altered dynamic they have going on. natsume can admit that he loves tsumugi (under specific circumstances ie next door) but he wont really get into the specifics. he’ll play it off as platonic. tsumugi doesnt really let himself hope for more than he already has since hes a real “im just happy to be next to you ^w^” kinda guy

in my head theres some kind of shift here that causes natsume to become sort of restless again. some small pushes from other people in his life who see whats happening. definitely conversations with sora who can literally see the cognitive dissonance at play here

eventually natsume is just like “god damn it i do want more from this”

unfortunately hes kinda bad at deciding how to communicate this and it mostly results in him being kinda pissy and moody and confused

natsume is a distrustful person out of habit so he somehow gets it in his head that he needs to get mugi to say something first or else how can he tell hes being genuine and not just cooperative (<- this is super irrational given all the evidence he has to the contrary)

i imagine this would result in a kinda wonder game 2 electric boogaloo situation where tsumugi gets scared that natsume is mad at him and they have to have a confrontation where natsume just finally lets the cat out of the bag about his romantic feelings

tsumugi is very much like “wow i didnt think id get this far” but is going crazy about it internally

when they finally get together natsume is trying so hard to keep it on the down-low. his excuses to himself are stuff like “fans might act weird if this gets out” or “we might be seen as unprofessional” or “well its nobody’s business anyway” but in reality he just doesnt want to have to publicly admit hes down bad for tsumugi aoba (everyone already knows)

tsumugi, on the other hand, doesnt pick up on the fact that this was supposed to be a bit of a secret and will totally let it slip if the conversation goes the right way

eventually it becomes apparent that everyone already knows so natsume’s secretiveness lets up a little

natsume likes wearing lipstick sometimes and tsumugi really likes getting lipstick marks left on him

hair touching hair brushing hair smelling have you ever considered the possible homoerotic implications of hair dying

natsume’s cats love mugi more than they like natsume and this makes natsume somewhat annoyed

natsume is good at immediately picking up when tsumugi is pushing himself too hard

natsume goes to tsumugi when hes overstimulated or having a “i hate everyone and everyone hates me” kind of moment. they dont talk about it he just hugs his boyfriend until he calms down

they are simply in love your honor!!!!!!!!

#enstars #ensemble stars #natsume sakasaki #tsumugi aoba #natsumugi #disclaimer i havent read recent switch stories i havent been able to read bc no translations that i can find #also the first half of this is just me outlining the fanfic thats been in my head

[nightcrawlerzincorporated]

Yo sorry to bother you about this but I’m genuinely kind of annoyed right now. I know "Rob can't act" is like a joke among the fandom but it actually kind of harmed my experience of watching Sunny. Maybe it's my fault for listening to random people's opinions but when I first joined Sunnyblr a year ago a lot of bigger blogs were really fond of pushing that narrative (I think bc a lot of people just really don't like him). It's just disappointing to see how the access point into this space includes a lot of people telling you that Rob can't act and you're an idiot if you like him or his work and it completely warped my perception of Sunny as a show and Mac as a character. I learned not to trust Rob and his choices when playing Mac and now I am very pissed off that I spent all that time not taking him as seriously. I think I've managed to filter out the unnecessary Rob hatred because I haven't seen it in a while but I didn't realize how ingrained it was in my head until the Liberty Bell podcast episode when they were talking about Rob's incredible performance, and then I watched Mythic Quest and that show changed my entire life. I don't mean to make a whole big deal out of what is mostly a joke in the fandom but like...it heavily affected my very first watch of Sunny and I am. so irritated

I actually have so many thoughts about this.

So the way I see it, a combination of several things happened all in conjunction with each other: Rob always calls himself the worst actor of the three, which to me just reads as him being insecure, but him saying that makes the idea stick in people's heads and makes them look for reasons he's a bad actor. Our brains are giant pattern machines, so when the brain gets new information like "I'm the worst actor" it looks for ways to process the new information, which means your brain is going, "hey, be on the look out for this guy being a bad actor" in a way it isn't doing for the other actors. I mean maybe this is definitely projecting, but it reminds me of when I first started writing "professionally" (I freelance) and I would worry that my work wasn't good, so I would tell clients "I know it's not that good", "I know someone else could've done better", "I know this part doesn't make sense", etc and it would just make them have no confidence in me and so they would agree and complain about my writing! But then my therapist told me to stop doing that, that it's not actually more honest or more humble or whatever to self-deprecate, and once I stopped saying that stuff I got way more compliments and way fewer complaints AND way more recommendations and way more clients as a result. Things I thought were "obvious flaws" it turns out people only noticed when I pointed to it and said "this is a flaw!". So I think there's some of that happening.

Another factor is that a lot of people didn't like how Mac was written in season 13. But instead of saying, "the writing team collectively decided to write Mac in a way we don't like this season", a lot of people placed the sole blame on Rob as the actor who portrays him. And I think part of that is that a lot of people were waiting a long time for Mac to come out (I wasn't a part of the tumblr fandom back then but I was a fan of the show and I. For real thought he was just never gonna come out lol I remember Glenn specifically really wanted Mac to stay in the closet because he thought it was funnier so I was like ok. Guess this character is just in the closet forever. Hero or Hate Crime? I remember watching as it aired and genuinely being so shocked Mac didn't go back in the closet at the end, especially after Goes to Hell which I also watched live and was convinced was the ultimate proof it was never gonna happen lol) and so they had a lot of expectations of how Mac would or wouldn't change after coming out because there had been so many years of build up and will-he-wont-he about the whole thing. Hell, I wasn’t really in the fandom like I said but I’m sure just like today there were people who specifically started watching after season 12 because they heard there was an out gay character. And then season 13 aired and every single character (probably because of the changes to long term writing staff) felt kind of… off. That’s the main criticism of season 13 I hear to this day, that all the characters feel wrong in it or feel like they just exist to parrot various political movements first and be character’s second. That’s not a Mac exclusive problem. BUT because Mac had the most obvious and easy to understand change (being openly gay) a lot of people latched onto that as “what made the season bad”, and latched onto Rob for “ruining the character”. Yes, both the people who complained he was “too gay” AND the people who complained he “wasn’t gay enough” did this. Suddenly, it wasn’t about the seasons’ overall writing, it was about the fact that Rob, a straight man, was doing a bad job playing a gay man. Which made it even easier for people on tumblr to justify complaining about his acting.

And that led to people going back through the seasons and criticizing his acting in other episodes too (like I talked about above, it’s that confirmation bias. Going into something actively looking for ways it’s bad makes it way easier to be overly critical). Which led to this narrative of, “Rob is and always has been a bad actor”.

Now, some of you may be screaming at your screens, “nightcrawlerzincorporated, are you seriously gonna sit here and act like the only reason people dislike Rob is season 13 and his own self-deprecation?” No! Rob has done plenty of shit worthy of ridicule. He publically supported the racist All Lives Matter movement, is (or at least was, idk how he feels about it at this exact moment I’m not inside his head) pro-NFT, and less crucially but still a factor, he says annoying shit a lot. And I don’t think we could ever get along even in some fantasy scenario where we met. I’m not trying to convince anyone they have to like Rob and I’m not saying every criticism of him is just people looking for stuff to complain about. There’s some real shit there. Probably a lot more shit than I mentioned, even. But. None of that stuff actually has anything to do with his acting. I think after fandom opinion of him started souring, it was just emotionally cleaner for a lot of people to act like Rob had very little to do with the show they liked, actually, and his acting wasn’t even good and had nothing to do with how much they loved Mac (even though… yeah sorry if you love Mac it’s at least partially because you love Rob’s acting. You’re telling me all those great faces he pulls, his improv, his delivery, his hand gestures, and his chemistry with other actors all have NOTHING to do with liking Mac as a character?) 

I completely understand your frustration with having your opinion influenced by all that mess. That’s pretty much the whole reason I don’t interact with a show’s fandom until I’ve seen the entire thing at least once through myself, because fandom opinion really can influence how you see things, even if you try not to let it. I genuinely think a lot fewer people would think of him as a bad actor if it wasn’t such a Thing in the fandom.

And yeah, I think because Ian is. Y’know a character who was clearly planned to have this whole arc and tragic backstory from the very beginning, Rob just has a lot to work with as an actor. Whereas Mac’s narrative purpose has shifted dramatically over the course of Sunny and the more tragic elements of his character were added after the fact instead of always intended, which makes the way Rob plays him feel less consistent to people, because the character is just less consistently written. When Rob’s acting is allowed to fully shine with a well thought out character like Ian, pretty much everyone agrees he’s fantastic. Plus, the Mythic Quest fandom is a lot newer and smaller and so doesn’t have almost 20 years of expectations and opinions about how these characters “should” act like Sunny does. And I think that’s why Mythic Quest fans in general tend to disagree with the Sunny fandom opinion that he’s a bad actor. Because we all know that’s not true. You’re completely valid in seeing it as a whole thing because well. It is a whole thing. Look how many thoughts I have about it just off the top of my head lol.

#ask #soe-leo #glenn-howerton-ships-macdennis #i have no idea what else to tag this with #⭐️

[lewdladylily]

Hiya, how have the holidays been for you? We had pork ribs/belly, angeldicks (sausages :P), mashed potatoes +more on xmas eve and it was delicious! Newyears eve was turkey day, I'm so stuffed and for once it's food and not by toys or dicks xD Glad we have the cabin to go to so Em and the kitten don't have to be freaked out by the fireworks. -Anna

The holidays have been pretty good. Some nice family events, it was a lot of fun watching my daughter open presents. Exhausting though, my daughter hasn't been the easiest lately. And fewer opportunities to do lewd things while she is on winter break is disappointing of course. But things are generally going well.

There is one fun thing I've been able to do somewhat consistently over the holidays. I don't know how much I've talked about it on here, but Raven has been training me in endurance walking while wearing high heels, with the basic goal of working me up to pony boots. The idea is it helps me get in my regular exercise and lets us indulge in one of our favorite kinks, pony play. I started back in October I think, using some ankle boots with a block heel that was fairly high. I've been walking in place, its the most practical thing right now, but I would love to get a treadmill for this someday. Maybe I will if I keep this up long enough, prove it wont be a waste of money. For the time being I am using a metronome to keep me on pace and a timer.

Anyway, I was becoming pretty expert in walking in heels like that, so mistress decided it was time for a step up in difficulty and bought me some thigh high boots with a 6" spike heel for Christmas.

I love my new boots so much. The feel so good to wear, nice and tight with some resistance when I bend my knee without hindering movement, and they are a lot of fun to walk in. I was pleased to find that my experience with easier heels transferred quite well to these boots and I could easily walk around short distances from the start, but they are significantly harder in terms of endurance. It's the balance. Not that I feel like I am going to fall over, but keeping your balance is a full body effort. You have to keep disciplined, not letting yourself tilt or let your posture get too bad, and you have to step straight and distribute your weight correctly because the heel barely helps with any of that.

The result is that before with my ankle boots it was fun, but this really feels like pony play training. I've always loved pony play kink, and one of my favorite fantasies involving it is being made to walk until I am too exhausted to continue, then fucked to orgasm (or excessive edging, depending on how masochistic I am feeling) while dead exhausted, dripping in sweat, and unable to resist even if I wanted to. Pony training with these boots plus edging during my breaks and after my training is finished has been an excellent approximation of that fantasy.

Hopefully at some point I can upgrade to true pony boots, but even then I am sure I'll be enjoying these boots regularly.

I'm actually just about to go do a training session now, boots on and everything, just decided I should answer this before I did.

Oh, and I am sure some people are wondering so I might as well say it here, I'm still in denial from last time I reported it I believe, with my last real orgasm back on September 15, and my last ruin on October 11th. I don't anticipate my next orgasm being all that soon either, we've just not had enough time to do things so I've not been worked up into the kind of horny mess Mistress likes me to be. Hopefully we can change that soon :)

Thank you for the ask!

#lily talks

[chellestrash]

i want to expand on that josh character if that's ok, i feel the same with him, i'm so happy that you also get it!!! i can imagine him saying “but ive been a...” his voice leading off, not quite finishing the sentence. you grab his chin and turn his face towards you "you've been what josh? speak up!" he looks absolutely pathetic, the poor fool is getting shy now? you quirk an eyebrow and wait for him to finish what he wanted to say. “i've been a good boy, let me cum...please?" he questions at the end, knowing that you like it when he asks for things politely. his voice sounded raspy, raw, you did make him use it earlier when you jerked him off for all he had only to stop right before the finally. you tighten the fingers at his chin, “oh really? but have you been a good boy? what about when i caught you rubbing yourself against the sheets earlier? like a fuckin virgin, were you a good boy then.” it’s a rhetorical question, he knows it, you know it. how truthful will he be? as he sits stark naked on the bed, you in his lap, your underwear on, it irks him how he can’t feel you, really feel all of you. just the warmth of you, a ghost touch of your hot core. he looks away sheepishly, knowing he wasn’t what he said he was. he stays quiet, you smile, a wicked one. he gulps at that, you’re in a mood and he knows he’s in deep trouble. the hand at his chin moves down, wrapping around his thick neck, you feel his adams apple bob. the other makes it way to the back of his head and yank the hair there, he whimpers, at your mercy. “i don’t think you even believe what you’re saying, you’ll say anything for a quick fuck wont you. can’t even admit it like a man, pity, i’d like to see this pretty mouth be truthful for once.” your hand goes back to his mouth, sticking two fingers into the wet cavern. he chokes, you stop just before his gag reflex is triggered. you grip his hair tighter, josh whines around your fingers. “maybe i need to play with you longer, just to make sure you really are a good boy, you know, like you said you were.” your hips drive down against his hard cock, the sensations overwhelming him, he’s trying so hard to focus on one thing at a time but there’s just so much all at once. his eyes roll back and he cries out again. he’ll do anything for you at this point, maybe he’ll let you slap him around this time. YOU INSPIRE ME CHELLE!! thank you for all that you do, it’s truly appreciated 💖

OKAY SHIT IM SO SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO REPLY TO THIS!

THIS LIKE THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT! like yeah he’s such a shitty person he’s pathetic, whiny and a cry baby buy goood isn’t that fun in some ways?

like imagine having him with his arms tied to the bed so he can’t touch himself and as a result he’s ever more whiny and can’t shut up, begging you to touch him to make him feel SOMETHING like he doenst even dare to ask you to make him come? or i see him on his knees in front of you, your fingers in his mouth as he suck on them eyes on you just waiting to see if you’ll praise him. Pushing them deeper until he chokes, pulling back quickly but you don’t let him move away from you.

“Oh please we know you can take more than that.”

and you smirk, watching him struggle as his eyes start to water some??

idk i just really have a very deep need to hear that man whine and beg you know??

#michelle answers #anon #josh #sharp stick

[dreamsy990]

so ur in the dbh fandom so whats ur take on the alice being an android twist

OH MY GOD YOU HAVE NO FUCKING IDEA WHAT YOU JUST SIGNED UP FOR

OKOKOKOKOKOK SO I HATE THAT FUCKING THING

*inhale*

the twist adds NOTHING to the game. in fact it NEGATES from the game.

the whole point of kara and alice's story was for it to show that even android/human families can still love each other just as much as any humans would.

now HOW does alice being an android add ANYTHING to that??????????????

SPOILER ALERT, IT DOESNT.

alice being an android TAKES AWAY from the whole. loving them even if their blood isnt the same or whatever IDEA IT WAS GOING FOR. its a twist FOR THE SAKE OF A TWIST

its also just. really predictable. i remember guessing it immediately and wondering if theyd do something with it. they did not.

the only thing that is even AFFECTED by this twist is the whole uh. if you fuck up kara while escaping jericho theres a bit where you can get brought to an android camp with alice???????? thats the ONLY THING affected by this twist.

the game wouldve been better if she just. was not an android

the only other thing i can think of that might actually be changed if alice was human would be todds story/trying to get him not to expose kara at the border bus thing. and to that i say. JUST GIVE HIM CUSTODY OF THE REAL ALICE. heres uhh how i think the story shouldve played out instead to give it roughly the same ending:

alice had a relatively happy home life, until her mom walked out to go be with some fucking accountant or whatever. in the divorce, todd managed to get custody of her. todd diludes himself into thinking alice WANTED to be with her mom (whether or not its true is unclear) and takes out all his anger on her.

there you go rough idea that gives the same result. all you have to do is change alices line in on the run from "why didnt he ever love me?" to "why didn't he love me anymore?" and THERE YOU FUCKING GO

it would also make alice's being cold less annoying in retrospect because. shes genuinely cold shes a child she complains she has problems like that. androids dont feel cold and you can literally turn off her temperature sensitivity at the end.

i always found that moment just. so stupid when its revealed. like all you had to do was nothing. like instead of revealing alice is an android maybe luther wants to say that... idk alice is having nightmares and is traumatized and needs some support because shes in the middle of a war running away from home and has witnessed multiple deaths like. shes fucking traumatized. and have the moment be just kara comforting her and promising that once they cross the border it'll all be over and she'll be safe and she wont have to worry about getting hurt anymore.

as for the camp, i honestly dont know since i havent played through it yet. but i dont see how we couldn't, i dunno, have alice being kept somewhere so she can be taken to find her parents so theres a time limit and kara needs to find her before shes gone or she cant escape with her???????????? idfk i havent seen that section of the game yet. im probably gonna play it later tbh

but like. these are small changes that get rid of whats supposed to be a big twist. if your "big twist" can be removed with minimal changes, and it actively goes against the themes of what youre making, then its a bad fucking twist.

thanks for coming to my ted talk

#ask #ask response #detroit become human #dbh #alice dbh #kara dbh #alice being an android was stupid #and bad #and i hate it #rant #i ramble #rext #textpost #text post #just realized i accidentally tagged this as rext lmao #text

[redheadbigshoes]

hi again. its the anon whose sibling showed her yhe actor and now im feeling something...

to answer your question about whether thoughts about doing intimate things with him results in positive or negative reaction.... if im being honest................. its positive

and for the one about if the idea of a regular guy who looked like him proposed doing similar things with me, whether id be ok with that idea and reality happening or not.......... honestly............ the answer is yes

so i guess im bisexual. fucking brilliant. idk why that makes me sort of.... disappointed with myself. like for all the talk ive talked about rejecting the patriarcy and not playing into the stereotypes that society puts on afab people and being a proud lesbian who has no chance of ever playing into societys demand for afab people to always and only end up with men... i just have to go and be attracted to them anyway....

ugh its whatever. I'll get over all this bs. thank you for helping me brainblast though. love your blog. shame i wont be able to really respond much now that im bi and not a lesbian

Hi!

First is that labels are not always easy to figure out. Actually most of the times it’s really hard to know who you are, especially in the society we live in. You don’t have to immediately label yourself as something if you want, there’s other labels that you could use (or maybe use until you’re sure about what you are) like sapphic or queer.

Being attracted to men as a AFAB person does not mean you’re not rejecting the patriarchy, because if you’re genuinely attracted to them the patriarchy has nothing to do with your attraction. We don’t choose who we’re attracted to, and also being attracted to men doesn’t necessarily mean you’ll end up with one.

I’m glad you like my blog and I hope you know whether you identify as lesbian, bisexual, or anything else my blog will be always a safe space to vent.

#stephanie answers #anon #long post

[mopillow]

oh nono! im also afraid of offending when discussing topics this long lol! but i get it- i think i personally just dont think much how jian yi needs to be clearer, but rather if zhen xi will become more than a man of just "actions" but also maybe more "words" as well. because the more jian yi shoots in the dark of what will/wont work to see if zhen xi is actually into him, theyre both going to get nowhere! we're already confused with zhen xis feelings toward jian yi after his confession in that basketball chapter, so i just imagine its still confusing in the future since all zhen xi gives off is "i already like you enough to be friends-what else you want from me." like i literally forgot jian yi already straight up confessed until i was writing this, so now im like "ahh now i know why im waiting for zhen xi to be the one to say something," cause he knew damn straight for years haha!

i think im just hesitant too because i dont fully get still these comparisons of charatcers and the results of development though their actions. like even your point “hey dude we’re not boyfriends why are you touching me without my consent”- i swear i dont mean to point fingers but i see that with tianshan too. hetian is now getting more humble but that wasnt always the case. so i just dont get how one couple is getting these different results when i see similarities in both- unless the answer is just the beauty of diversity in writing/characters and how they get together.

and i wouldnt say jian yi is sly persay- i always interperted it as a purposeful parallel with tian (i just love parallels, boy lmty). like you got two guys who both want to be confident and take initiative- one is more sucessful, the other has more characteristics that counteract that. bc i dont think jian yi is shy at all- just scared. he has breakdowns whenever his sexuality is brought up or his feelings revealed toward his best friend. i think its more like he wants to be seen as confident and forward as hetian, but is wrapped up in these fears and his dummy ways that he just goes from 0 to 100 way too quick for his own good. i hope this doesnt make you see him as the villain though loll!

We cool then, I like that we respect each other’s points of view,let me reply to this in different points so I can be more specific

Confession time

let’s start with how that confession happened

ZZX asked, it didn’t came out of JY freely, I believe that Xixi and all of us understood that he needed to give an answer but, and please don’t take this the wrong way, even tho is taking him forever he didn’t turn him down, between the kiss and the confession ZZX made up his mind to give this a chance it is fair to take your time to give a reply when you’re not sure about your feelings, in my opinion is way worse to jump into a relationship just because your best friend likes you and JY isn’t asking to be more than that, let me be clear Xixi is taking him seriously and JY is the one who is content with being friends, for some people they rather stay friends forever than live without them. True JY gave a big step forward when he kissed ZZX but he’s also the one who asked to just be friends, he’s the one who’s always telling ZZX to ask other people out and people can tell me that this is because JY doesn’t see any interest but the guy keeps telling him “what about you?” Could we give ZZX the benefit of the doubt and think that maybe just maybe he is also waiting for JY to make up his mind?? To be ready and decide if he wants something more?? Is not easy for both of them, but in the future when JY is not harassing ZZX the later one gives him what he isn’t asking, I’m not talking about the kiss but reassurance

*Please notice that this angel didn’t took advantage of a drunk person who was clearly taking advantage of his drunken state

JY just needs to be honest and stop playing safe and if ZZX is guilty of something that is being too soft, he should grab JY and just straight tell him “look stop this friends with benefits bs and just ask me to be your boyfriend”

Different couples different outcomes

I see the point of HT is also touching Mo but the big difference is that HT did it since day 3, ZhanYi never had this kind of interaction, they do behave like a couple some times but not in the hands all over each other type contrary to TianShan, not saying that JY doesn’t want to just that he tries in the wrong way.

I have been talking about the He Tian effect for quite a while, basically people see HT fucking thriving and think that maybe they should be more like him and just erase the word shame of their vocabulary, problem is that this strategy is made to work with Mo Guan Shan and Mo Guan Shan only, it looks easy but HT didn’t just woke up one day and said “today I’m gonna give zero fucks about personal space and just go for it” nope this man carefully studied MGS reactions and made a tailored strategy to win his affections, the case study of cargo in the elevator is a good reference for this, he does loses his patience and comes out as a brute but that is not all he’s doing or what’s helping him win MGS’s heart, although JY may think that that’s the case, so he is trying to behave similarly, he should try to just open up, ZZX not being MGS would give him what he wants, I would expect for JY to know this.

In there rare occasions that he does something only using his brain ZZX’s response is favorable, why he doesn’t keep trying? I honestly don’t know, if HT had seen Mo bushing after he put a skirt on I can assure you that he would be wearing one every damn time they’re alone

yes JY is scared in the present time, only in front of ZZX tho because when he’s with other people he doesn’t hesitate to express what he wants, but if he isn’t ready to risk nothing he isn’t going to win no matter how much he waits and that is not ZZX’s fault, over all I think ZZX has been understanding but he can do so much without forcing JY to make up his mind because he clearly already made his

Things just got worse in the future, in my opinion and here is where I see him cunning, as you said if both of them can’t agree that they need to talk about it they’re doom, we know that they’re not but how they’re going to get together is still a mystery to me although I have my money in ZZX giving up on JY ever talking clear to him and just telling him “this is the date for our wedding just do me a favor an show up in time”

It is frustrating although i believe that OX is consistent with the character and i still have hopes that one day he’s going to realize that he needs to change his strategy because is not working, at least not at the speed we would prefer.

I really want for Jian Yi to talk about it, is a personal preference and I understand people have different opinions I just don’t consider fair to blame only one of them, not you Anon but there’s people out there who are not so nice with ZZX, apologies for the late reply I’m actually doing this at my job now everyone knows that I’m to male friendship if you ask me is their fault for making me come on Saturday

#zhanyi #ask box

[junow-honours]

10.05.23

Meeting with Matt, notes:

Obviously I’m not going to have time to present ‘finished’ work for the mid-year exhibition since this is a long-term project, I intend to create different iterations of it until eventually it reaches its peak. Because of this, think carefully about what I want feedback on for my exhibition, and focus on those elements.

Test out options of different visual elements- very important to leave time for this, especially with installation

The table-top: Have a specific design in mind which entails a wooden frame to act as the perimeter/ boundary for the actual game. This frame is based off of custom DND tables and would feature custom shelving, indents, and other features to house the game components (probably not possible to achieve this for mid-year, but it’ll be something to work towards).

The frame- has the same quality as a Gladiatorial match- an arena to establish a competition. Looking down at the table, into this ‘sunken’ arena creates a sense that you are the ‘god’ of this world, thinking of the sims and how we view and control them through the screen from the ‘sky’ of their world.

Thinking about Greek mythology, gladiators, my recent rereading of the Iliad and the Trojan War, this whole idea that when we watch movies or read books on this (especially based on wars or battles), we tend to have bias towards one side, or choose our favourite character, whom we want to win. Within the Iliad, both Achilles and Hector are admirable characters, the Iliad is of course in favour of Achilles as this is the telling of his story, however Hector also presents to be someone worthy of deserving to win, worthy of admiration, and even displays that some of his actions are done with good intention. It is tragic, depicting the horror of war and the binding expectations that a ‘hero’ needs to fulfil; bargaining with opposing, divine forces (the Gods, who are merely ‘playing’ this game). They are forced to fulfil prophecies that only seem to result in more despair and premature, undeserved deaths (Faustian bargains). I could talk about this forever but I wont…

Choosing our favourite character is a reflection and representation of ourselves. We choose characters that either remind us of ourselves, or who we want to be. Why are the villain some of the most interesting characters? Also, ANTI-HEROES. Film noir. Achilles. Hero’s who also display evil qualities. Gods are extremely flawed characters- not the epitome of ‘perfection’ as you might assume

Films to watch: To get a sense of narrative, story-telling, imagery and aesthetics. Immortals, Clash of the Titans, Troy, the Odyssey, 300. I look forward to this (:

Matthew Barney- The Cremaster Cycle. Series or five films. Initiations and rituals, apprenticeship, levels of enlightenment. Ambiguous but profound

Ritual- protocols of the game. Thinking about lore, history, information

Documentary on mass-media, as a spell-binding force

EXHIBITION SPACE. I know the exact space in mind, the dark room next to the computer space, right next to where I exhibited the end of last year. Originally I was nervous about it because this is the furthest space back, and I worried that may mean the majority of people won’t see my work, however a point that Matt made changed my mind completely about it.

Part of the charm of DND gameplay rooms is the journey you need to take to get to it. It must be a private space, because playing DND is an intimate experience. There needs to be some sense of ‘allure’ that pulls you in to this space, that back room is mysterious and intriguing, and I like that you need to turn a sharp corner to enter it. The hallway towards that back room will be that ‘journey’ or quest that the viewer needs to take, to then receive their reward: hopefully an interesting and surprising work that sparks initial feelings of intrigue or nostalgia!

This also reminds me of a moment where I went to an escape room for an interview, I had to walk through a series of corridors to actually get into the lobby. The lights were flickering throughout this corridor, which was most likely completely unintentional, but from my perspective it was almost terrifying and it tricked me into believing that the escape room had already started.

Another reason for this room is that it is a dark room, this wasn’t important to me in the beginning, but now I understand that lighting to key to creating mysterious and intimate environments. This will give me the opportunity of placing emphasis on certain areas or characters, while also ramping up the theatrics of the experience. I also feel like a fog or mist would be very cool, but probably impossible, and I don’t want to be that person to set the fire alarms off.

[thewaywardbruja]

What happened at the doctor? ( A Vent )

Okay, so basically, I had a doctors appointment yesterday, that I had no idea why I was there, little did I know it was to see another liver doctor.

Fine.

So I went, drove for 30 minutes around the parking lot trying to find a space. ( The hospital and parking lot are both shit )

So I was already in a fowl mood when I walked in. Tried to push that aside, got checked in, sat and waited, playing Pokemon Go to calm my nerves.

Got called in, and started sharing my medical history with my doctor, he listened and asked questions all fine and well.

And then he looked over my last blood draw which was in March and couldnt quite figure out why I hadnt had my blood drawn since then.

So then he looked at my blood results from the last three draws and told me that I am on the wrong prescription yet again for my liver. That shocked me.

I asked him a few questions and he explained to me how the pills actually work.

So, the liver pill I am on is called Urso, it basically makes it easier for the bile to travel through my liver since the disease causes your liver to swell pretty badly.

( From the NHS Website: )

Bile is a liquid produced inside the liver that's used to help digest fats and remove waste products from the body. It passes out of the liver through small tubes called bile ducts.

In PBC, the immune system (the body's natural defence against infection and illness) mistakenly attacks the bile ducts.

It's not clear why this happens, but it's thought to be caused by a combination of subtle differences in how the immune system works.

The bile ducts become damaged and injured, causing bile to build up in the liver. This further damages the liver and may lead to scarring.

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PBC is a progressive condition, which means the damage to the liver can steadily get worse over time.

The rate at which PBC progresses varies between individuals. Sometimes, it can take decades.

Without treatment, the liver can become so badly damaged that it no longer works properly. This is known as liver failure and can be fatal.

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So basically, what the doctor explained to me. Is that I need a higher dose of the liver pills, fine. But he also said that he wasnt sure it was going to help. He said we can try it, but the way my blood was reading, the previous doctor should have known I needed a higher dose.

He said and I quote "There are people who go on living with the disease for many years with no symptoms and no problems... and then there is you, and something needs to be done."

The pills are not a cure, there is no cure for the disease. They just, prolong the inevitable - as he said.

So, he said that if the blood comes back elevated, after today ( which I'm sure its going to ) that we are going to raise my dose from 1000mg a day, to 1500mg a day.

If that doesnt work ( again we arent sure ) - then hes going to try the other pill thats available.

If that doesnt work, then I have to go to Liverpool ( Irony ) and do pill trials until they find one that does.

And if that doesnt work, theres nothing to be done except a liver transplant.

So I'm three steps away from my entire world being flipped upside down yet again. Because of this disease.

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On the other side of it, we now know why I am extremely tired, and unmotivated all the time, as one of the major symptoms is extreme lethargy and fatigue. And theres nothing they can do for that either.

And why my sex drive is non-existant. So that made me feel better.

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So yeah, feelings?

Frustrated, upset and just like I didnt realize that my liver was that bad off.

Husband and I have decided to completely use this as a kick in the ass and get healthy once and for all. I havent been eating that bad lately, if at all sometimes so, that wont be too difficult for me.

But yeah, the news broke me.

#Primary biliary cholangitis #primary biliary cirrhosis #liver disease #liver cirrhosis #urso #struggle #depressed #sad #frustrated

[threebysix]

Okay so, I never realized until it was said by one of my closest friend that I am thriving despite the unfair circumstances given for me.

I don’t even–I can’t even think about it, it’s in me already. I am in love with the word ‘grit’ since I stumbled on it… a pdf file inside an abandoned usb stick.

I told my friend that my PC won’t get on. And he was throttled by the thought of my situation if it were him. He would have been long gone, quitted, abandon the project until sufficiently filled by work preference.

The details ensue: I have no UTP cable (an internet wire especially designed to connect with the modem for faster speeds), I only have a defective wifi adapter. It turns off frequently, high fluctuations, long disconnections, I can’t even play a single dota/valorant game. Glady music’s with me, youtube’s buffering is quite good.

Then my PC faces ‘the blue screen of death,’ my C drive is almost full. And I almost broke my CPU (heart of the computer) due to lack of maintenance. No change of thermal paste for almost two months. The CPU literally merged with the fan that when I pulled it, the CPU came off. Can’t even get them separated without a blade cutting through the middle with a tint of alcohol.

One bent pin of the CPU, and you’re pretty much done. It is considered broken, it is broken, it wont function no more. That is how fragile it is. I never said this part though. Never announced it.

What my friend knew were my aimless complaints and tamperings, asking everyone for just a UTP, I am making this for them, they know. They know me. Everyone thanked me, they always do tell me that I owe their lives; when drunk. Words. I never asked too much. Even a glass of water makes someone a King for me.

Now, with my restless aboad for developing a website with an immaculate intent to get it functionable and to whom the users (supposedly my friends) won’t ever complain; I’m using my smart phone. I have no charger, just got broken. The timing is obvious, everything reels to something.

And to which when I prefer using my phone while my PC still functions okay, now it won’t turn on. Right after I am done rearranging, recollecting, retracing, rewriting, reviewing all the informations I took; in order, my PC won’t turn on. We even got a $7 money pool from three users. Hmmm, something is about to come down.

Let me tell you this. I never cared about my circumstances, I only see the means of attaining the result. And the world challenges you from it, if you are worthy of keeping and holding it in control: it is one of those things that will keep the world unbalance. But yes, there is always a way. “You can defeat nature by nurture with a bit of luck.” And to extend that luck is to stay all night long.

My phone is designed for what I do, I redesigned the contents, no miscellaneous unrelated stuff when the status is at work. My social media accounts has notes on how hows, solutions, tips, and life quality tools (easy versions of things that are related to web developing, rendered for begginer’s usage. Giving them a sense of profession by just following instructions.

I filled myself with codes, syntaxs, tags, logical structure, algorithms, database interaction from the frontend; making it a bridge connected to its backend, where users see and input what is required for optional navigation.

Who helped me? A few. Why the majority won’t even pay tribute to what I’m doing for us to sky rocket all together? They want to take the decision from themselves, the decision that triggers from envy. Once I got the contract of what should I really have, they will run towards me and use the word ‘friend’ to coin me out of discourse. While they laugh fully? Bare gums screeching from overt stretches? But their eyes are cold, their sight has purpose, has intent, has weight.

It pierces through familiarity, deny and see hostility. Try and be the headline, cry and be the deceiver, lie and be the suspect, show and be the feast of brutality.

And so.. why should I complain from my circumstances? To which disables my work? They are witnessing my grip, holding no matter the strains. My reasons are valid, true, concise, concrete, material based and sticks with the reality. Unlike them who constantly projects themselves in comparison with me. “Please do not try. You do not know creativity once you can’t make a calculator fron stick and stone.”

I can definitely develop a high demanded modern website through my smart phone. Eventhough people come and go in my room, just like they are cohabitating. Waking me up despite my sweey slumber, pushing me in worry for updates like it is my responsibility to have a result, also knowing my situation… I an object. I am a thing. I am not human for them, I am just a money manufacturing machine.

03:40pm Sunday, June 19 2022