no matter how long i’ve been playing or how high level i am or how rad my gear or how many healing potions i made in advance, it always comes down to frantically shoving apples into my gaping maw mid-battle
I feel like annabeth at the beginning of the series was just this huge bomb waiting to go off like u know in her head there’s just a constant string of cuss words and rants if u crossed 12 y/o annabeth u were done that was it rip u
Yuri peers into the expanse of the apartment and finds a single, flickering light in the kitchen. He stealthily tiptoes across the floor with the baseball bat clutched tightly in his fists, only to find that, what the hell, this bastard is actually fucking raiding his fridge.
“That’s my pirozhki, asshat!” he snarls, ready to swing his bat when the intruder turns around.
Shit, Yuri thinks. It’s Beautiful International Student Yuuri Katsuki.
originally posted on tumblr; reposted to ao3 (with an additional scene!) due to popular demand, that is, two people
situations like this one with the codes reminds me of how some toxic and greedy people can ruin a feeling of community and safety so very fast. this is just awful, and i’m hurting for everyone who doesn’t have 20k something followers to offer them codes. we should be better than that, yet here we are… once again.
i’m sick and tired of seeing some people ruining the whole purpose of this code system. that’s not what the clique is about. it’s about fairness, about support and having each others’ backs.
i hope all of you who are going about this in a fair and humble way get codes. you deserve them so much. ♥