the world used to be so shitty

anonymous asked:

what of a paladin who has... sworn an oath to a god they are as of yet unaware is not one who is of good and light, but one who wishes to bring ruin to the world? and this paladin, so fooled, does their genuine best to be lawful and to be good, bringing good to the world through their actions, unaware that their god is merely using them as a pawn to hurt the world at large? i've been thinking about this, and i'd like to know your thoughts as well.

AKA the plot of the Final Fantasy 13 series? Im sorry, it’s just a boring, edgy plot for me. Gods standing in for shitty parents and corrupt governments is just something of an edgy plot I’ve grown tired of it, the message being you shouldnt have faith in things because they’re secretly evil.

Personal Safety on Campus!

Because I know a lot of my followers will be leaving home and going to college soon I wanted you all to make sure that you pack something you might not of thought about, safety devices. Unfortunately we still live in a shitty world so we should protect ourselves. These are all methods I have used myself and unfortunately I have had to use all of them at some point. Hopefully you will never need to use any of these but I would rather you all be safe.

All these tips are gender neutral because anyone can be assaulted, friends. (Although we all know you’re more likely to be assaulted if you’re a woman or LGBT+ so please consider these)

There are several different ways to make yourself feels safer while walking home late at night. 

  1. I personally carry a knife with me at all times, make sure yours is legal in your state and you can carry it on campus because some campuses have restrictions on spring or size of the blade. Get familiar with it and how it feels. You don’t want the first time you use it to be the time you need it the most.
  2. Pepper spray, tasers, and alarm keychains. I’ve used this one and I recommend it if you don’t have a ton of experience with pepper spray or tasers. Pick what you’re comfortable with. The personal alarm is super easy to use and loud as fuck. Attach it to your keychain when you carry your keys.
  3. General tips
    1. No headphones when walking in low populated or dark areas alone
    2. Stay aware, walk with purpose.
    3. Lots of colleges offer FREE self defense classes, take one and bring your friends with you.
    4. If you’re on campus late at night ask someone from class to walk with you part of the way. No one will tell you “No” for this.
    5. Stay on guard even when you’re in your Uber home.
    6. Never go clubbing alone
  4. Safety apps. There are several. SafeTrek is a popular one!

These are just basic tips and you should further educate yourself on what you can do to stay safe. Just general reminders of things you should get before heading off to college. Stay safe, lovelies!

Bad Penny

Here’s a fun little jinx I used to cast a lot.

You Need:

~ A penny

Hold the penny in your left hand. Get angry. Whatever makes you angry, think of it now. Make a fist around the penny and hold it up to your mouth. When you’re good and angry, start swearing at the penny, calling it nasty names, telling it ugly things. Go on as long as you like. (This is a great way to vent!)

When you’re done, say, “Pass it on.”

Drop the penny in the house of someone who’s annoyed you, use it to pay at a business that’s done you wrong, give it to someone you want to inconvenience, sow discord in the world for the lulz, go nuts. I used to charge ‘em by the handful and scatter them downtown when I was partially homeless and hated everyone and everything.

Notes:

As some of you may have realized, you can use this as a way to cleanse! If you don’t want to weaponize the penny, say “Hold that for me” when you’re done charging, and dispose of it safely or cleanse the penny.

Do not keep the penny. Just do not. I once cursed a penny, dropped it so it landed in my shoe by accident, and had a stunningly shitty day. It takes ten seconds to cast if you have a penny and you’re already angry. Storing them up just means they go to work on you. So if you want to carry ammo, just keep uncharged pennies on you and charge them as needed.

post-emoji movie Trauma

WARNING: the following text contains spoilers and can be considered disturbing to some readers. especially my brain, because it’s leaking out my ears after typing this.

This is the first movie ever I’ve gone to see on opening night. And let me just say that, for the record, I’m glad I went to watch with friends. Without them, I would have most likely calmly exited the room, climbed up to the roof, and dived straight off.

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Imagine being a deity and basically working as a receptionist for the most melodramatic customers ever, the just-deceased. Then realize that nothing they could do could ever possibly affect you. “Yeah, yeah, your death was very tragic, I get it, move on already because you’re one of 6,316 lost souls I have to deal with just in this hour.”

Oh, but apparently some world has started sucking so bad, you have to sell an Additional Package offering reincarnation in that world to complete suckers. That slows the whole process down.

Then some incredible dumbass shut-in NEET comes along having died in the dumbest way you’ve heard of in decades, and that really takes the cake. You easily sell him on the bullshit package, but he gets extra butthurt at your treatment of him because he sees you as some dumb anime trope. So, this incredible moron uses a loophole to drag you to the Shit World after all you’ve practiced for the last 200 years is apathy and extremely shitty customer service.

damn the delivery boy.

Pairing: Jeon Jeongguk / Reader.

Genre: Expecting Parents AU / Fluff and Non-explicit smut.

Summary: Jeon Jeongguk is a computer science major working as a pizza delivery boy, and you are an uninspired published author who has just started an art degree. When you realise that the delivery boy is your old high school crush, he keeps coming back, but with more to offer than just puff pastry and vegetarian supreme. Though little did he know that he would end up giving you something much more that flips both of your worlds completely upside down in the form of two blue lines and nine months.

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month one.

Two lines.

The second is a little faint, but it is there, undeniably there, growing stronger by the second as your heart sinks deeper into the pit of your stomach and suddenly you are keeling over the sink, throwing up a combination of panic and regret. You wipe your mouth, sit back on the closed lid of the toilet, shut your eyes and take a deep breath, holding it until your lungs burn and your lashes fly back apart to look at the test still shaking between your fingertips.

There, right before your eyes, two fucking blue lines protruding like two middle fingers, poking up at you and saying – Congratulations sucker, you are pregnant!

Twenty-three years old and pregnant.

You throw up again.

This has got to be the biggest mistake of your life.

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Angsty Bojack Horseman Sentence Starters
  • “The most important thing is, you got to give the people what they want, even if it kills you.”
  • “You know, sometimes I feel like I was born with a leak, and any goodness I started with just slowly spilled out of me.”

  • “Life is a series of closing doors, isn’t it?”

  • “Am I a good person?”

  • “That’s the problem with life, either you know what you want and you don’t get what you want, or you get what you want and then you don’t know what you want.“ 

  • “There’s nothing for you behind you. All that exists is what’s ahead." 

  • "Family is a sinkhole, and you were right to get out when you had the chance." 

  • “I don’t understand how people… live. It’s amazing to me that people wake up every morning and say: ‘Yeah, another day, let’s do it.’ How do people do it? I don’t know how.” 

  • “You didn’t know me and then you fell in love with me. And now you know me.” 

  • “Closure is a made up thing by Steven Spielberg to sell movie tickets”.

  • “We’re just two lonely people trying to hate ourselves a little less.” 

  • “I don’t think I believe in ‘deep down’. I think that all you are is just the things that you do.”

  • “You were born broken, that’s your birthright.”

  • “You know what your problem is? You want to think of yourself as the good guy.”

  • “you’re a selfish goddamn coward who just takes whatever he wants and doesn’t give a shit about who he hurts. That’s you.”

  • “You know, it’s funny… when you look at someone through rose-colored glasses, all the red flags just look like flags.”

  • “I’m sorry, alright? I screwed up, I- I know I screwed up.”

  • “You can’t keep doing shitty things and then feel bad about yourself like that makes it okay! You need to be better!”

  • “You are all the things that are wrong with you.”

  • “Fuck, man. What else is there to say?”

  • “We’re not doomed. In the great, grand scheme of things, we’re just tiny specks that will one day be forgotten.”

  • “The only thing that matters is right now, this moment, this one spectacular moment we are sharing together.”

  • “I don’t understand how people… live. It’s amazing to me that people wake up every morning and say: ‘Yeah, another day, let’s do it.’ How do people do it? I don’t know how.”

  • “He’s so stupid he doesn’t realize how miserable he should be. I envy that.”

  • “It’s not about being happy, that is the thing. I’m just trying to get through each day.”

  • “I can’t keep asking myself ‘Am I happy?’ It just makes me more miserable.”

  • “It takes a long time to realize how truly miserable you are and even longer to see it doesn’t have to be that way.”

  • “When you do bad things, you have something you can point to when people eventually leave you. It’s not you, you tell yourself. It’s that bad thing you did.”

  • “It’s so cruel to let people love you. All you’re doing is promising you’ll one day break their hearts.”

  • “One day, you’re gonna look around and you’re going to realize that everybody loves you, but nobody likes you. And that is the loneliest feeling in the world.”

  • “There are some people you can’t save. Cause those people will thrash and struggle, and try to take you down with them.”
  • “ Hey, I wanted to talk to you about… you know. I feel bad about what happened.”
  • “I don’t forgive you.”
  • “No. I’m not gonna give you closure. You don’t get that. You have to live with the shitty thing you did for the rest of your life. You have to know that it’s never, ever going to be okay!”
  • “You have to believe me. I did everything I could.”
  • “I had a good life, but what I needed then was a friend! And you abandoned me. And I will never forgive you for that.”
  • “Now get the fuck out of my house!”
  • “ Look, I’m sorry about all the stuff I said about you earlier.”
  • “Do you… do you think it’s too late for me? I mean, am, am, am I just doomed to be the person that I am? “
  • “I, I, I need you to tell me that I’m a good person.”
  • “I just wanted to tell you that I know. I know you want to be happy, but you won’t be… and I’m sorry.”
  • “ What more do you want? What else could the universe possibly owe you? “
  • “I want to feel good about myself. The way you do. And I don’t know how. I don’t know if I can.”
  • “If you ever try to contact me or my family again, I will fucking kill you.”
  • “ You can’t just disappear. You really hurt a lot of people.”
  • “In this terrifying world, all we have are the connections that we make.”
  • “It’s so sad that when you see someone as they really are, it ruins them.”
  • “You like being there to rescue me. Because it makes you feel good about yourself.”
  • “ You know that I don’t do the whole love thing. Either you end up hurting someone or they hurt you. So what’s the point?”
  • “ Uh…. Oh, god, I’m drowning. I feel like I’m drowning.”
  • “Hey, we have all done shitty stuff before. Most of us aren’t as proud of it as you seem to be.”
  • “It doesn’t get better and it doesn’t get easier.”
  • “I can’t keep lying to myself thinking I’m gonna change, I’m poison.”
  • “I come from poison and I have poison inside me and I destroy everything I touch. That’s my legacy.”
  • “I have nothing to show for the life I have lived. And I have nobody in my life who’s better off for having known me.”
  • “You’re gonna wanna kill yourself, and there’s going to be no one left to stop you.” 
what if Jack was a flirty drunk

seriously- what if. we know he used to party and didn’t mind hot blondes sitting on his lap, and now he doesn’t drink much and doesn’t really party. Yes yes trauma, overdose, substance abuse, etc, but imagine

jack knowing that one drink will make him smile more, two will make him zero on the nearest extrovert, three will get all the bad dad jokes and bad lines out of him and four and more? He gets tactile. Hand on arm, hugging, you can sit on my lap, tickling, smelling someone’s hair? 

(he did that to Shitty once, because Shitty uses wonderful smelling products on his flow, and Jack spent his first College Party snuggled with Shitty on the ugly couch smelling Shitty’s hair while Shitty, stoned out of his mind, explained the Bechdel test to Jack. The fact that Jack remembered the theory the next day cemented their friendship. But I disgress.)

So imagine an alternate world where Parse didn’t show up at epickegster (sorry boy, love you but you’re such a cockblocker), and Jack feels safe and ends up drinking, and Bitty slowly looses his mind because he was already attracted as fuck to Jack, but now he’s talking with his hands, retelling the atrocious jokes he heard from Bad Bob, and playing with the strings of Bittle’s hoodie? Bitty’s poor little southern gay heart is not equipped for this. 

Also, five drinks Jack? Dances to Beyoncé. 

Trope Writing for Millennials

HIghschool AU: You meet in the school counsellor’s office and bond over realizing you’re never going to be able to afford a secondary education.

CoffeeShop AU: You’re the barista with a Bachelor’s Degree in Education who works three jobs to make rent and he’s the cutie who busks on the corner so he can eat and pays for his coffee in dimes. He also has a useless accounting certificate and $80,000 in defaulted student loans. It’s love at first sight.

Roomates/Bedsharing: Vacancy rates in your city are under 1% and you’re sharing an illegal shoebox ‘basement suite’ that used to be a storage locker. Also, you’re an unpaid intern.

Friends to Lovers: The online dating world is terrifying so you marry your best friend for the tax benefits and so his insurance will cover your dental surgery.

Kid Fic: You got married young and are now working round the clock and struggling to raise two kids in a shitty economy where anyone at least 10 years your senior continually tells you you’re lazy and entitled. Bonus: One of your kids has a chronic illness and is on expensive medication.

Period AU: You miss your period and break down sobbing when you remember all the Planned Parenthood clinics have been defunded and/or closed. In a shocking twist, you’re not pregnant, but you do have endometriosis and need a hysterectomy. You get denied for insurance because being born with a uterus is a preexisting condition. These stories are full of angst and don’t have happy endings.

Fix-It Fic: Where you keep up a glamorous, yet simplified double life in your head that runs alongside the insanity of your real life, just to keep yourself going. In mine I’m engaged to Tyler Hoechlin and we’re having a baby through a surrogate.

Crossover Fic: When all the shitty aspects of your life converge to make sure you’re as low as you can be. Like when your overly critical mother insists you go shopping with her for clothes you can’t afford and you run into your ex (your parent’s favourite, of course) who is now engaged to the co-worker who just got promoted over you, not because they were more qualified, but because their “uncle” owns the company.

Feel free to add your own!

Honestly I remember being little and learning about world hunger and stuff like that and just thinking “so why don’t we just go and give them our food?”

And albeit it is hard to get from one part of the world to another, the idea was never actually far fetched. I realized the only reason I was told “it’s not that easy” is because of money, and that’s how I learned that capitalism is shitty before I was even 5 years old. Whoever keeps the money from us is also stopping us from helping each other. It’s not hard to see that it’s a death sentence.

Direct action and mutual aid are in our nature, our only obstacle has been capitalism and even a child can see that.

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931103: an angel was borned. graced us with his charms,smiles and his many gifts. thank you for being mbb’s ray of sunshine and for sharing your big heart to the world. 

happy birthday, minhyuk  

Just Do It, Daryl

Request #1: Can you do a one were they hate each other with a passion, Rick sends them on a run together but they just keep arguing and smut happens (angry sex)

Request #2: Can you do one when Reader meets everyone in the prison and everyone sees right away how many things in common she has with Daryl but they both deny it and are arguing all the time or ignoring each other (whatever you prefer) until one day smut happens and they admit their feelings for each other?

Summary: Season 3 Prison Era. Daryl and the reader don’t get along and haven’t since she joined the group. Daryl thinks she wants Rick and he has a crush on her. Little does he know she feels the same way about him, she just doesn’t want to let him push her around. After yet another epic throw down fight, Rick has had enough and sends you two out on a run alone to figure your shit out. On the run Daryl finally decides to show you how he feels and angry, lovey-dovey smut occurs.

AN: I was in a lot of different places while writing this one, but I think it turned out well. Let me know if you like it! :)

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Damnit! There he was again! You complained to yourself in your head as your eyes met the dirty redneck that thought he could just take and do what he wanted.

You huffed, wincing your eyes as he walked toward you down the long corridor or the cell block, you of course just had to be walking the opposite direction, so your paths were forced to meet.

His eyes hardened when you narrowed your eyes at him and his jaw clenched, as he continued to walk your way, not giving an inch or a moment of hesitation.

You both walked toward each other dominantly until your bodies finally met, both of you standing slightly more toward the center than was needed to pass by each other. Your shoulders met with impact and you both cocked your heads over toward each other, with angry eyes.

The moment was filled with tension, but you would not allow yourself to back down, he had been pushing your buttons since the minute you joined this group. He always was blocking your path, wherever in this place you seemed to be, dominantly swooping around you, like he owned everything. You had always pushed back, showing him you were the only boss of yourself, no one else.

You peered into his eyes, yours hard as nails, as you pivoted your right foot around and planted it firmly to the side, squaring your shoulder and your body into his.

He growls a little in the back of his throat, pivots his right foot and squares your body back in retaliation. He eyes squinted and he looked you up and down, “Better watch where you’re goin, Y/N.” He growled lowly and pushed his body into yours.

You shoved your shoulder into his in return and glared up at him, “You better watch who you’re bumpin into, Dixon.” You growled defiantly and forced your body to stay in its defensive position as you glared him down.

You both stood there for what seemed like an eternity, neither one of you budging, until you heard Rick’s voice echoing across the drab concrete walls.

“Not this, again…” Rick said loudly to himself, shaking his head and putting his hands on his hip.

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Kirishima finds Bakugou crouching in the gutter one morning, during a rainstorm. He goes up to him, naturally, to figure out what the fuck he’s doing.

There’s a kitten. It’s barely older than a newborn, blue eyes and fur that would be soft and downy if it wasn’t soaked to the bone. As it was, it looks like a drowned rat. And Bakugou is cradling it to his chest like it’s the most precious thing in the world. 

They smuggle it into the dorms. Kirishima buys kitten formula and a litter box and they hide it in Bakugou’s room (because nobody goes in Bakugou’s room) to nurse it back to health. They end up collectively taking too many bathroom breaks to be acceptable. The kitten is named Baron, short for Baron of Explodo-Kills. Somebody is going to use that name because it’s fucking badass, shitty-hair.

The secret doesn’t last, of course, because litter boxes start to smell and Bakugou is not having that. So they swear the boys’ dorm to secrecy under penalty of death (Bakugou’s addition) and move the litter box into the bathroom. As it grows, the kitten is allowed to wander around freely while class is in session. 

The girls get in on it. Baron becomes a Class 1-A secret, and they juggle her around from room to room during inspections. She becomes the weirdest mix of both her owners, an absolute menace that tears up furniture and knocks over cups, but turns into an angel as soon as you scratch her on the good spot beneath her chin. 

Unfortunately a class full of 20 teenagers is not able to keep quiet about the cat that’s been smuggled in. Aizawa finds out. He gets one good look at the cat and says, “I’ll let it slide.” Then leaves without another word. 

(Aizawa’s bio listed Cats under his likes)

Pretty soon the cat just becomes a thing that everyone knows about. Even the teachers. Nobody does anything about it. And Izuku makes a good argument about the mental health benefits to having animals around, so Baron gets officially registered as a therapy cat for the students. 

(Kirishima’s phone background is a picture of Bakugou sleeping with Baron curled up on him.)

too good at goodbyes

a/n: inspired by too good at goodbyes by sam smith. this is such an incredible song, and i highly recommend listening to it if you haven’t already. i’m actually kinda proud of this, so i hope you guys love it just as much as i loved writing it

warning: this is 2,960 words of 110% angst, you’ve been warned. the ending’s kinda shitty so beware of that too lmaoo

MASTERLIST || REQUEST


Things haven’t been the same between you and Shawn lately; you wish you had another reason to blame, but you knew the only person at fault was you. The two of you had been dating four nine months now, and although Shawn never rushed you into the relationship, both of you knew that the relationship was stuck at a dead end.

It wasn’t Shawn’s fault though – in fact, if it weren’t for his persistence, you don’t know where the two of you would stand today. Not only was he extremely patient with you knowing how fragile your heart had become from your past relationships that didn’t work out, but he also fought for the the two of you. He’d be on the other side of the world, yet his thoughts would only be on you. Even at 3am in the morning after a show, Shawn’s mind would make him pick up his phone and press on your contact to tell you how the concert went. He’d always buy you a small gift from every place he stopped by on tour, and always made an effort to see you as much as possible. You insisted that having Shawn as your boyfriend  was all you needed and the amount of gifts he spoiled you with was unnecessary, but you eventually gave up protesting. You hated throwing the word around, but Shawn truly was a perfect boyfriend to you. 

You must think that I’m stupid
You must think that I’m a fool
You must think that I’m new to this
But I have seen this all before

You weren’t sure when it had happened, but everything was quick to fall out. You weren’t going to lie – you were beyond scared of being so in love with someone, but you were even more scared of having your heart broken. Your past relationships always left you hurt, and you weren’t sure if you could take another hit. 

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pan-friedsexual  asked:

Do you have any advice for people trying to improve their art?

YASSSS, okay so:

- draw a lot from reference! Copy is GOOD, look at things you like and draw them out as identically as you can, absorb their goodness like an unholy sponge

- watch a lot of stuff, like my long dead grandma used to say: “you need to have a full stomach before cooking for others”, in other words, you gotta read and watch stuff, be it books, comics, mangas, movies, television series..etc. Inspiration and good ideas don’t come from nowhere amigo

- diversify your practice, touch everything! try different mediums (acrylics, digital, pastels, markers…), different styles (manga, cartoon, realistic, geometric…), different things (objects, animals, plants, environments)..etc!

- go check out videos and tutorials on the net, there’s so many of them on youtube, here’s my own art tutorial playlist if it helps!! not everyone can afford art classes so watching the way others work and learning from their experience is an amazing free alternative.

- don’t be afraid of constructive criticism! different views can help notice stuff you didn’t, but try to get the opinion of an art teacher or smt, someone with experience and not Jimmy from across the street who just happens to dislike purple and Shrek

- get unhealthfully obsessed with something, no really, its amazing how productive one can get when they’re FUCKING OBSESSED….so yeah, fanarts are the way to go and it makes others happy too so it’s two for one. 

- try to start a comic, this isn’t for everyone but it worked for me. Ever notice how much mangaka’s art progress over the course of the serialization? It’s the same principle coz drawing a story, panels by panels, let’s you practice a wide range of facial expressions, character design, backgrounds, props…etc. and it even helps u ameliorate your grammar lmao. And of course, your story’s gon be embarrassing and horrible and unoriginal, but just get down to it!!!!

I used to draw different comics too, the longest one was a huh…..hm…. *clears throat*, a retelling of that Daughter of Evil Vocaloid song but set in an Alice in Wonderland world………. and I spent 8 complete sketchbooks on it….

it was an orgy of all those bad anime cliches complete with cheesy one-liners directly imported from Hollywood movies

but hey, it helped me get to where I am today, so it’s worth it!

- get a cheap sketchbook, so you won’t end up with a gazillion loose leaf paper or cry when u waste the fancy bristol paper by drawing dicky mcdick on it. I personally use Strathmore or Canson, it’s cheap but not shitty quality either 

- keep practicing!! like seriously guys, your art will be fifty shades of awful and you will want to chuck it out the window but there’s no shortcut. Just draw every day until you fill a buttload of sketchbooks and you’ll eventually get somewhere, 

^^^^^ this is how many I’ve filled in the span of 5 years

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here’s a link for nude ref coz drawing naked people always help, and here’s my art tutorial tag on my side-blog

and here’s a link to a weirdly inspiring comic I’ve seen, like???? I don’t know why but it cheers me up whenever i feel down about my art^^

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This is a song by us called Pompeii, which was sort of the song that I guess changed our lives. And it kind of did quite well in a lot of different places, which we weren’t expecting, and took us all over the world and allowed us to still have this as a job. (x)

*throws a zen with a little flower to catch your attention*

Alright, now that your attention has been caught, please bear with me. I hope you’ll take some time to read this until the end. Or, if you don’t have the time, bookmark it. I just want to get my point across. The picture is clickbait, hahah sorry. But I’d appreciate it if you could stay for a bit. Ok. Where do I begin.

Let’s stop trying to deny it okay, all fandoms have some really shitty people. It’s inevitable. I’ve seen ‘em all, the bashers, thought-imposers, unwanted-critiquers, “my opinion is best”-ers, and all the other -ers. I daresay a few hatERS will drop by my inbox later after I post this. By all means, feel free and go ahead. All I ask is you read what I write.

I’m just sad that these people run rampant in the Mystic Messenger fandom. Out of everyone, the Rika vs. V discourse and some overboard Zen fanatics are probably ranked at the top of my primary concerns as a (still young) fan (but filled with motherly instincts). Still, I understand that maybe these people didn’t WANT to do it. Maybe they acted on impulse and received a lot of hate because of one slip-up, which FORCED them to defend themselves. In turn, they ended up looking worse than they ever intended to be and hate just continues to pour in the inbox.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not defending their actions. If they did something wrong, then it’s wrong. But I’m just begging you to remember, that we are all humans. Cliché as it may seem, we aren’t perfect. Nobody is. We all fucked up at one point in our lives. All I’m asking for is for you not to be the douche who engraves it into history with a permanent marker and ruins a person’s reputation forever.

Do we really have go into the gray areas? If a painter intended for something to be so obviously jet black, what’s the use of trying to find the white pigments that he used to mix the colors? Must we really psychoanalyze every single detail until the things meant for simple entertainment turn into the reasons behind a world war? Idk guys, I just think that the whole discourse with V and Rika is absurd. It’s a waste of time. Rika abused V and brainwashed Saeran. That’s bad. V kept secrets from the RFA. That’s also bad. Each romanceable character has a bad ending which probably exploits their fatal flaws. Goddamnit, the word is already in there, it’s BAD. Nobody deserves to be bound by their flaws.

Look at the reason behind most, if not all the fandom fights: “This character is (insert negative trait here).” “This character did this (insert negative action here).” “This character didn’t do that (insert positive action here).” At some point, people are going to bring in a character WITH A REALLY COMPLEX PAST AS THEY TOO ARE A COMPLEX HUMAN BEING, and they’re gonna slap that three letter label on them to serve as an argument. And just like that, they’re going to expect to win the debate. For heaven’s sake, I just want to say that no matter how many evidences you think you can provide, all your arguments are invalid until Cheritz confirms it to be canon. Can’t we just live in happiness and peace that we AT LEAST have this wonderful game to play? Or am I just being a hopeful, idealistically stupid teenager.

Let’s all try and stop looking at the bad things that people have done, just for a moment. Notice the good things. Think positive. Stop being so critically harsh towards people who just want to experience the joy of playing a game. Stop sending unnecessary hate to each other because c'mon, what benefits do you get from that? Do you really get satisfaction when you watch someone’s soul break under the weight of your words? Do I have to invite that one guest from the party to stop you guys from bombarding each other with cyber grenades?

Is what I want the kind of world that Rika wanted? Because damn, if it is, that’s meta af. If I could get the world to be at some kind of blissful tranquility for just three seconds, I’d do it. What lengths would you go through to end all this fighting and killing, all the hate crimes and injustices, and just bring everyone into Paradise? Because apparently, Rika was willing to give it her all and more.

In one way or another, Cheritz predicted all this (or it could just be me being wild with my imagination), but look at Zen’s…uh…overenthusiastic fanclub. Look at that one guest who was all about bringing positive comments on people’s profiles. No, actually, look at ALL the guests. What do they have in common? Nothing!! And yet look at them at the party: people from different walks of life, enjoying the afternoon with each other.

Rika wouldn’t have to commit all her shitty crimes if the world didn’t give her a reason to. In one way or another, we’re all at fault here. But here’s the thing: what Rika failed to see was that there was happiness in RFA’s party, where opinions might clash every now and then but friendship would still hold strong. Cheritz is trying to tell us that hey, you know what? There’s still hope in this world, despite all the horrible stuff that has happened! It isn’t the end. It never is, and it never will be so long as people continue fighting for what’s right. We can change right now if we just opened our hearts to the people around us.

In the end, it’s all up to you if you want to take my message to heart. It’s a really long one, and I don’t expect many to read. But still, please just listen to your heart. Be the amazing user that I know you can be. Be the fan that Cheritz wants you to be. Be the human that the world needs you to be.

Yeah, that’s all. Thanks for reading, hope you have a great day/night!

P.S. Also, will probably repost the picture again minus this essay hahah, for a more convenient reblogging experience. Just wanted to get this out of my chest.

The Way You Looked at Me. [Chapter Two]

Pairing: Jung Hoseok x Reader

Genre: Angst

College AU!

Word Count: 1.6K

[TEASER:SHORT] [Chapter One] [Chapter Two] [Chapter Three] [Chapter Four] [Chapter Five] [Final Chapter]


Originally posted by menacemaknae

Y/N

“You loved me?”

“I guess both of us were blind. I loved you Y/N yes I did.”

“So you don’t anymore?” I gulped, I already knew the answer but I still had some pieces of hope left in me. In other words, I was in denial.

“No, like I said I loved you, it’s in the past. I could never love you again.” He added extra emphasis on the word loved. Making it clear to me that there’s no hope in him ever loving me like he did before.

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