I am getting so. frustrated. trying to do replies to all of the comments that I’ve gotten recently. For starters, I just learned that you can actually select multiple comments to reply to with XKit (I don’t even want to talk about the struggles that I was having before ಠ╭╮ಠ). But now every time I’m on my activity page, Tumblr keeps getting waaay over excited and loads activity back to like two weeks ago gaaah.
So basically, I’ve seen all of your comments and I appreciate them and I’m desperately trying to respond! In the meantime, here’s three generalized replies to the posts that got the most comments:
1. Snowy PNW Day: I can’t believe how many of us simmers live over here! I’m glad everyone got to enjoy their snow day. :) It was really the perfect kind of snow for over here because it snowed so heavily, let us all enjoy it, and then disappeared in time for normal life to resume. 2. Angela on Fire: This whole situation really cracked me up! She stayed on fire for quite a while thanks to a stuck animation, which led to some really dramatic pictures (such as this one) until I finally reset it. 3. Potential Torch Holder: I think I’ll go with Megan! :) You all won me over.
So I am reading Lady Midnight and GAAAH the feels towards these two babies.
This is supposed to be when they were at the party (I know I know Julian never put his arm around Emma’s waist but a girl can dream right ?)
Ok saw two different things with two certain characters.
I know it’s not what I think it is but golly it implies a situation with the two characters and gaaah.
It’s nothing. It’s my silly brain jumping to conclusions.
Please I know I’m overreacting but goodness my heart can’t take it.
finally, its up! there shall be one (?? two possibly, maybe even three? idk gaaah) more part(s) ‘til the story’s over, yikes! ooh this one has lots of angst but i’m not too satisfied though! ah, i’m sorry if anyone’s disappointed :-( please tell me! all constructive criticism is accepted!
you observed his features as he slept, he looked troubled from the way he furrowed his eyebrows. he seemed so fragile, you didn’t want to wake him up even though you needed him to. his chest rose and fell, the sound of him breathing was comforting, you didn’t feel so alone.
“namjoon…” you whisper, trying to wake him up as gently as possible.
he groaned in response, half awake. namjoon was back from tour two days earlier than the boys, he needed to finish up recording for a soundtrack. the both of you met up in the morning and decided to have brunch together. somehow he ended up at your apartment, it was a part of his ‘ingenious’ plan.
“jimin might be home anytime soon,” you shake him slightly, desperate for him to wake up. you didn’t want jimin to misunderstand. fortunately, namjoon immediately woke up. in fact, he shot up from bed, rubbing his eyes. it was sort of cute, actually.
“good morning to you too, y/n,” he mumbled, running his fingers through his messy hair.
“it’s five in the evening, namjoon,” you replied, shaking your head.
“what? how long have i been asleep for?” he grunted, checking his phone.
you shrug, laughing.
“y/n, look, they’ve just arrived at the airport,” informed namjoon, showing you the message seokjin had sent. your heart dropped, you suddenly felt anxious and extremely nauseous. you wanted to run away and forget about having to face him. you could never see jimin the same way ever again.
“i’m scared,” you nervously confess.
“what? why?” he asks, looking at you worriedly.
“i - i don’t know if i can face him,” you admit, feeling tears prick your eyes.