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Oh my god…
Just finished the MWlll campaign I need emotional support right now….
Even though I seen spoilers and tried to make the campaign as long as possible (I started the day it came out) I was not emotionally prepared or ready to see what I was going to.-

Full moon thing that I noticed-
So we all know about episode 1 of season 2, right? The kids are running around the chandelier and everybody noticed the parallels: but what I saw was that they switched places!
Stolas is on the left while Blitzø is on the right.
Blitzø is now on the left while Stolas is on the right!
I think that this shows that when they first met it was Stolas seeking out attention and companionship from Blitzø, and now the roles have been swapped! Blitzø needs to confirm that Stolas truly is just using him so that he can avoid his actual feelings about the owl.
(This is probably a stretch, but please tell me what you think!)
The same way you can’t force people to enter your life, you can’t force them to stay.
Let them go; let yourself heal. You’ll be okay, always have been, and always will be.
i keep realizing how much i need to find things to do and people to do them with
i’m struggling bc all i’ve done in the past is be social when i’m around people and then just stay inside doing my own thing otherwise
and it’s just leading to me seeing friends occasionally and spending all the rest of my time in my dorm being lonely and unsure of how to get to the point of doing stuff
The new Hunger Games book AND the announcement for the movie are the best things that have ever happened to me in my miserable life (even though this will probably make me even more miserable).
My thoughts on why Ash let Eiji borrow his gun even though they just met:
So I was wondering for awhile on why Ash lent Eiji his gun and the most likely reason that I could come up with is because Eiji asked for permission, and Ash was touched by Eiji's politeness and sincerity that's why he lets him borrow his gun.
But why though? For someone who would go as far as blowing someone's finger off, he trusted Eiji with his gun too easily and quickly
I'll tell you why, it's cause Eiji asked for permission, for consent. The fact that Ash trusted a stranger with his gun shows that no one ever asked first before touching his gun. Just a simple "Can I hold your gun?" was all it took and all that Ash needed to let someone touch his gun.
So, consent, right? Ash wants someone that asks for consent first, right? He shot a drunk guy's fingers off because he tried to touch his gun, right? RIGHT?
Riddle me this, what's an act that is done without the consent of the victim and that Ash has experienced throughout his life?
THAT'S RIGHT!
Abuse, r*pe, and manipulation!
And do you know that gun has another meaning other than a weapon used to shoot people?
THAT'S MOTHERFUCKING RIGHT BITCHES
A 🍌 or biceps, a body part
So Ash wanted someone to ask for consent before touching his gun,
Ash wanted to have a say on whether he wanted his gun held or not, cause it's his own fucking gun. You hear me? his OWN MOTHERFUCKING GUN
ASH KEEPS TWO KINDS OF PEOPLE CLOSE TO HIM, PEOPLE WHO DARE NOT TOUCH HIS GUN (HIS GANG FRIENDS), AND PEOPLE WHO ASKS FOR CONSENT BEFORE TOUCHING HIS GUN (EIJI)
So that's my theory on why Ash let Eiji hold his gun and why I need therapy
If turtles can live from 10 to possibly hundreds of years then how long would the teenage mutant ninja turtles live for no matter which iteration it is?
Would it be the same for their species? Would it be the equivalent of the age in human years? Would it be half a turtles age because of the mutation? Would they live longer? If in the rottmnt universe how would the mystic powers affect the aging process? Would it be the same or would it make cells die quicker or slower?
I legitimately want to know and this will bug me for so long because of it.
The only shitty part of watching both critical role and vox, is I know what’s going to happen
Pretty sure I’ve read most Conrad Fisher x Reader fanfics I need more please.
the last 3 or so days in the supernatural fandom
[Image ID: a young woman helping an old woman with a walker. The old woman says "and THEN misha came out as bi, Jensen wore a brand literally called omega, jarpad ended up in the hospital after a car accident, Jensen and misha had a panel together, and misha came out as straight." The young woman says "sure grandma let's get you to bed" /end] — provided by @solarishashernoseinabook
Do you ever feel like a starving carnivore?
What do you mean?
Well, sometimes, very rarely mind you, but once in a blue moon I get into this mood where I like, feel like I wanna eat organs or some shit. Not a random person though, I'm not Jeffery Dahmer! It's like I wanna eat myself? Like I get a rage and my head gets filled with violent gore and screaming and I wanna tear flesh from bone like I'm a wild animal or a monster or something, but in a weird way at the same time I always wanna be torn apart myself, feel the pain, I desire it. I tend to eat gas station meats when I feel like that, viciously rip it with my teeth, sometimes I get cheetos or takis too and it's like I'm breaking through bones, and in a weird way, I'm not me anymore. I'm a monster tearing myself apart. I'm a ravenous creature feasting on fresh meat and chewing through bones and drinking in the viscous blood. I'm me and I'm the monster I run from, I'm the monster and the meat.
When it ends it helps, I feel better, I'm not mad anymore, the monster is fed and it can go back to it's cage for a long time before it inevitably begins to starve again.
I don't know how to get rid of the monster that desires so desperately sometimes to eat me and begs for a visceral mess of carnage. I don't think I could deny it forever no matter how hard I tried. I can delay it, I don't open that cage until I am home, but the monster won't let me rest if I don't feed it eventually, fake meat, fake blood, fake bones, for the imaginary monster. I don't know how to get rid of the desire to be torn apart by it.
Like I said, it doesn't happen often, and I never hurt anyone in reality, I don't even hurt anyone in my head, the monster eats me, I am the monster, I only eat myself. I don't know what that means though.
The best way I can describe it is feeling like a starving carnivore.
Ghost
It’s a dream I had. I was killed and transformed into a ghost, so nobody could interact with me—except this baby. This baby could see and touch me, so I was carrying him everywhere to make him communicate for me.
And when I talked, it was like they could hear something, somewhere, but they couldn’t see it was me right in front of them, no matter what I did.
It’s tiring to be a ghost.
Thoughts
We are so involved into League of Legends, never had I felt so much rage in my existence. Anyways, someone tell me to shut up about League or else that’ll be the next new thing to add onto our list of things to not shut up about. Also, if I hear another clip of “Writing on the wall” one more time I am going to haunt someone and steal their socks. One more thing to add, I am stressed beyond repair so yeah…life is great and our posting will exponentially decline as well as our mental health. If we become radio silent again, apologies -Kaveh
(If anyone asks if I’m okay, it’s an automatic yes.)
already knew but like, yeah I need therapy :D
Tag: open :)
Which AOT character are you?
I got Armin! This one has like 50 character options! I’m still trying for Levi
I’m sorry for spamming everyone with tags, but I’m having fun finding weird quizes.
Tagging: @holy-guacamoly @levisbrat25 @levmada @hauntedhousecat @ackermandick and anyone who wants to play along.
It’s frustrating when your parents just don’t listen. It’s upsetting at the fact that one doesn’t seem to care about who you choose to be.
I am not the child. I am not the child anymore, the child doesn’t need you anymore, I am the young adult that needs you. I am just confused on what to do as someone who wants to be seen as…them. I feel alone and yet I have those that love and care about me.
I don’t want to give up. I went through too much shit to just give up. I have too many things I want to do.
I want to see the snowy tundra.
I want to feel the warm sands of the beach.
I want to be engulfed by the salty waters of the sea and brushed by the branches of the green.
I want to see my friends smile & laugh.
I want to watch my favourite movie.
I want to listen to my favourite songs.
I want to smell & taste my favourite foods.
I want to live. I want to create.
I am not gonna die. I won’t die.
I am a knight who has seen & been through shit. I am not giving up!
I will not give up!
I will live. No matter what.
Im starting to believe that i maybe have body dysmorphia, i dont know if getting thinner of fatter, im shaped like a whale & dont want to look in a mirror
Found the diagnosis to my problems...
Autophobia
Morbid fear of solitude, or of being left alone, abandoned or ignored.
P.S.: Solitude is often good but the rest are just dreadful.
I wanna be described this way by someone..😭
I just made the mistake to read this stupid milk fic, anyone got a good therapist to recommend?
Out of “You’re a disgrace to our family” or “You’re everything we didn’t want our child to be” which is your favourite? I can’t choose, both of them are being used so much 😀
Okay okay but like just imagine just imagine,
you are on the trip around Europe with Peter right. And you guys are all in that dingy lil hotel in Venice, okay so at like 2 am your struggling to sleep cause the bed is so bumpy and the room just smells of damp, but suddenly as you try to get comfy on your side you feel the bed dip cause of someone else’s weight. Your about to freak but you recognise the mop of curls on your shoulder, and the calming sent of your boyfriend.
“Well hello intruder how are we this evening”
“A: technically it’s morning” he said in his beautiful sleepy voice his arms wrapping tightly around your waist one reaching for you hand as he smushes his face in your neck laying a sleepy wet kiss there.
“ and B: couldn’t sleep without you princess, bed was cold uncomfy and lonely” he said whining slightly as he Hooked his legs round yours bringing you impossibly tighter too him.
“Well then baby stay all night if you need” you sighed finally content in his arms gently running your empty hand up and down his arms
“ I intend too” he spoke softly with a confirmation kiss to your cheek.
Can someone please tell me where I can get a Peter Parker cause girl wants this cute shit please 😂 hope you guys enjoy have a lovely night- love C 🐾
Heyy its me again haha. It is totally fine dont worry about it. Then maybe smut/fluff with harry? Where he is acting all clingy while in public all the hugs hand holdings hand in thigh sitting on his lap kind of stuff but not able to continue it for too long? and oh the the intense eye contact omg! Then he catches reader alone and you know where it leads lol
Ohhhhhhhh I love this idea x
Alone time
Harry had been clingy all day, all the damn day
a hand on your thigh at breakfast, you sat securely in his lap hands wrapped strongly around you, the things he whispered too you that where not all appropriate for snapes classes. Which was strange as you knew he was never this full on with pda, he was normally the one to keep it as minimal as possible
However today seemed to be vastly different, every time hermione or Ron would open a new conversation, they would receive a death glare from your boyfriend. Walking to class your hands where closely clasped together never letting you out of his reach for a second longer than he had too.
By the time lunch had rolled round Harry had become far more intense. Hugs tighter and longer than needed, hands much higher on your thigh than appropriate for the great hall. When your group headed back to the common room Harry had you immediately back on his lap. Whilst glaring at his two friends for sitting down as well.
Harry kept attempting to persuade them to leave however his attempts where ruined by your want to kept up the conversation you where having. The glare Harry was sporting only intensified, and every time you would turn to look at him your eye contact would hold for seconds longer than needed due to the lust he held in his eyes.
After around twenty minutes of talking hermione respectfully left the common room going to the library to study for her newts even though they were not coming for months.
Ron had then suggested going to the quidditch pitch however you and Harry both declined saying you had homework to do yourselves.
The second Ron had left the room Harry shot up like a bat out of hell his lips attacked you neck. Harry pushed you against the nearest wall he could find, feverishly attacking you with kisses
“Harry!” You said out of breath, but not exactly repulsed by the situation.
“What the hell has gotten into you”
“Please y/n I need you I’ve needed you since I woke up” he said hooking you thighs around his waist as you clothed cunt harshly rubbed against his trousers.
“Well if you want me that bad” you smiled jumping down from his waist but leaning in close to his ear
“ your room or mine” you smiled
Hope you guys enjoyed please tell me if you want a part 2 to this or any other requests you have have a good night guys - love C 🐾
Guys, I think we've seen all the trailer clips, which means we'll be going in blind now. I'm feeling like it'll be rough from here on out. Buckle up, It's about to get traumatizing 🤕😷
Edit: Most, not all trailer clips
So I read @crikeygatormate outlaw Bakugou book right (go read it it had my fuckin eyes rollin back). Anyways as I was saying, so I was reading it a few days ago and then I realized that it took place in the yee-haw, good ol’ Mercia times right. Then I started imagining what they’re accents sounded like… tell me why I started trying to impersonate it and it came out as a mixture a a London accent and a New Zealand accent. I was so embarrassed for myself that I had to stop reading for a few seconds so I could center myself and remember that I were in that time period I would prob be a slave, but it’s like whatever cus that shit still had my back archin, I was squeezing the bedsheets for dear life. Just had to get that off my chest ;)
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