can we appreciate how beautiful our salty boy is here? i mean damn ur just blocking a volleyball and you decided to just look beautiful. wtf tsukki. its like, oh no theres the ball, gotta block it but oops, model tsukki comes out
ugh bbyily no wonder bokuto and kuroo wanna practice with u. you beautiful af just blocking balls
The first time Emma Winchester digs a grave, she’s…well, it’s
complicated. She lived three days on earth before she got sent to
Purgatory. She spent an indeterminably hellish amount of time that felt
a lot like forever in that grey, fetid, warzone before Dean, Benny, and
Cas found her and she hitched a ride out. She’s been back on earth for
about six months. She figures, all things considered, she’s probably
like six months old earth time, but she’s fully grown by Amazon
standards, and looks like a typical seventeen-year-old girl to anyone
who doesn’t know any better. Joke’s on them, she guesses.
scratch that: this whole fucking thing is a joke. Her life is goddamn
joke. But this? This fucking excursion is just insulting.
riding shotgun in the Impala and her fucking father is actually driving
the speed limit for once. She narrows her eyes at him.
“I’m doing this under duress,” she says.
swallows, doesn’t take his eyes off the road. Oh, he’ll spend the
whole fucking drive gazing longingly at Castiel from the driver’s seat;
he’ll put all their lives at risk to make eye contact with Sam while
they cruise down the interstate talking about nothing; but Emma can’t be
spared a first glance, let alone a second. She has to count to ten in
Enochian to keep her eyes from turning gold.
“I know, Emma,” he replies and adjusts his hands on the wheel.
“I’m here because Cas insisted,” she continues, firmly, sharply.
Dean clears his throat, readjusts his seat, “I know that.”
Emma glares, then turns to look out of her own window, the town speeding past in a blur of brown and grey, “Good.”
i don’t want to fall asleep.
i want my hands to ache from writing things.
things that are on balled up pieced of paper in a coffee shop.
things people won’t say out loud..
because it’s weak..
because it hurts..
because we loved it anyway.
because maybe it will be tender this time.
The reset theory for Seven fucked me up so bad that I realised I cannot bring myself to go for the other routes.
The only routes I have got (in order) was Yoosung’s bad end, Zen’s good end and I am currently on Day 10 of Seven’s route. I always told myself to do his route last, but when I started trying to get Jumin’s route, the little memelord pulled my attention over and I couldn’t help myself. (I don’t regret it tho).
I am sad that I can’t bring myself to reset to try other routes or delete the game currently 😅 but it’s a warning to those just starting the game or those who haven’t tried all the routes yet: As tempting as the little meme tomato seems DON’T DO IT UNTIL THE END.