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manofthepipis · 17 days

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One thing that I’ve noticed is the amazing storytelling and character development Survey and Clicks are going through! They both have conflicting emotions, but seem to handle them very differently. It kind of reminds me of ‘Nice v.s Kind’ mentality. From my perspective, Survey is nice, but Clicks is kind.

For nice people, most of their characteristics are this:

- never wants to rock the boat

- Most concerned about not upsetting someone

- Afraid to speak up when they witness unkind behavior

- Censoring yourself for others feelings

- Enabling

Most of these in my opinion match Survey and their own mental battles pretty spot on! I should probably also mention early on that I don’t think Survey is evil, or acting out on any ill-will towards Spam, quite the opposite actually! Survey is probably walking on eggshells with every interaction they have with him. They haven’t had time to process through their own grief and PTSD from the last Neo rampage, so, that involuntary spills out when they don’t mean to. An example of this is when Swatch was talking to them about Neo, and their first thoughts were “Oh, Neo, great” clearly stating their apprehension towards the topic (and for a very good reason! Regardless of the mental state of the perpetrator, it’s hard to forgive and forget after a scenario like that). However, they also unfortunately, have that double whammy of the grief they felt by leaving Spamton alone, and was the only other Addison that actually heard the voice on the phone, therefore, they have an even more horrifying perspective of what Spamton went through. They somehow think that turning Spamton back into the white Addison will be the solution to all of their problems. Which, while one might think it cruel, given Surveys perspective, it makes a lot of sense. They can’t help but be scared of Spamton, they don’t want to be afraid, but they are so scared of that overwhelming feeling of NEO, and, it’s not like Survey has heard anything positive about Spamton’s new appearance. With the “burning hot plate sensation” to “I can’t say anything without being swamped by Ads” it makes sense that Survey would want to alleviate that burden. I really hope that one of the other Ads are able to catch on to Survey’s mental state, and help. Right now, my contester is Banner. Those two seem to be a little bit closer than the others, especially when it came to Spamton. Banner was also the one who noticed Survey’s apprehension and terror when Neo was in their house. This is getting to long LMAO so the summarize, ADDISONS!!! SPAMTON!! PLEASE PAY ATTENTION TO THE ONE LIGHTING THEMSELVES ON FIRE TO KEEP YOU ALL WARM!!!!

To move on, Clicks on the other hand, is kind. For kind people, their personalities are like this:

- Willing to make waves

- Clear, direct communication, even when uncomfortable

- Being true to their own values or feelings

- Helping

- Acting from genuine feelings

Now Clicks isn’t a saint, he’s an asshole and a drama queen, even he himself admits this. However, he definitely gets the kindness award! As he passes this test with flying colors in my opinion! He doesn’t pull back his punches with Spamton, (like him just telling Spamton to shut the fuck up LMAO) and has the most clear communication with Spam! Spamton himself, recognizes that Clicks isn’t like Banner and Survey who are still trying to test the waters with him, rather, he treats Spamton like an equal. (Even if his sense of equal is just being an asshole). Clicks has also show to value his own feelings, especially with the latest chapter! The reason it took him this long was because before, his feelings were just a giant ball of ???. Once Clicks was able to understand and get through his emotions he was able to have a better understanding of Spamton and his character. (Clicks knows that Spamton hated being that white Addison, Survey is trying to make Spamton that white Addison). Throughout the story, Clicks has shown to have a remarkable sense of body language understanding as well as trying to respect Spamtons boundaries. An example of this is when Spamton thought he was being interrogated by the other ads, and when Clicks senses his discomfort, he tries to drop the topic. Even though he’s an asshole, he definitely wants to be there for all the addisons are a strong shoulder, as well as a protector. Clicks is notorious for making waves, (all with good reason!) If someone like Survey had to have the heart the heart with Spam like Clicks had, I feel like Survey would say something like, “Everyone is capable of change Spamton! And we all want to change for the better and help!” But Clicks is just like, “you are the most egotistical bastard I have ever met. Shut the absolute fuck up.” LMAO I love this guy. Clicks isn’t a nice guy, but he is a kind guy. And that goes a lot farther in my own opinion!

To conclude, Clicks is able to empathize, while Survey sympathizes. Both are so complex it’s so good rararjdndjskdkdnd !!!!!!!

i've gotta say reading this ask/analysis (asknalysis?) has got me smiling from ear to ear because of describing something so accurately i couldn't put it into words better than this

one, i'm extremely thankful for this, and tysm for your thoughts! They're always a pleasure to read especially as i see that so much of these addisons have actually got across :'D

i really really really like writing morally grey characters, and using the kind versus nice personalities is such a great way to describe their moral differences! Surv is definitely trickier, because as you said, they're not evil, they just got a lot going on. they are apprehensive, and definitely walking on eggshells because they have no idea to actually approach this situation other than wanting it over with. Their persistence to find out what happened to spamton in pt 1 was fulfilled (for better or for worse), and being "nice" is what he needed then, to be brought down from his rage and resentment towards them as a group, while kindness is what he needs now. So Survey's inadvertently putting themselves in a worse position, creating divide, just because their approach that worked before isn't working now. And it's not their fault while at the same time, yeah, being their fault. i rlly like this line "setting themselves on fire to keep the rest of you warm" it like 1. is perfect for this and 2. goes hardcore

Without spoiling too much I do believe you have it right :D though Banner isn't in a position as extreme as Survey here, the whole thing is certainly messing with him. He doesn't want to make the wrong decisions anymore about what to do with Spamton's situation, finding it odd and uncanny, rather than devastating like Survey. He wants to make things right, but doesn't have the tools right now to do so. He wants to help, probably more than anyone else, but unyielding optimism isn't going to work and he knows that :')

you're also right about what would have happened if Surv were in Clicks' position then. There wouldn't be much of a resolution other than Survey going back to what they've seen had worked before- talking Spamton (and the rising emotions) down. When said emotions and concerns, instead, needed to be acknowledged and translated to make any progress. With Clicks, processing how he's felt for so long and what Spam's feeling now, it helped them both in one conversation and connection. Spamton's a lot like the addisons than he cares to admit, as he's been one of them at some point, so being an equal is what he's wanted, but then when he never got it, it turned to wanting to be 'bigger' than them, and thus the spiral/decline. Clicks being kind, noticing visual cues of discomfort rather than being impatient with getting information out of Spamton asap when he finally starts talking, is going to make Spamton feel more like an equal and less a belittled outcast, or worse, a freakshow. And though addisons always have their own selfish motivations directing their actions, the outcome of Clicks' approach is pretty selfless in the end.

I'm also so so so glad to have readers that see the differences in empathy versus sympathy and nice versus kind! like, just the subtle differences between each approach, in where each side is commonly seen as synonymous, when in context, they can vary from each other in large ways!! It's enlightening even as a writer to see :D! tysm for sharing!

#fanfic #;v; happy writer hours #i rlly like banner's inclusion in here- i promise the yellow and orange addison aren't getting shunned in my fic #they just haven't had their moment #sponsor especially- as they've remained a mystery for too long #asks

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pizzaboat · 1 year

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What do you think of Eda’s nightmare? Where not only is she captured by her mom and sister, but seeing her dad who was apparently hurt by her again.

I think it did an awsome job telling us more about what I already suspected about Eda's whole mental state. (You probably didn't ask for an analysis but I'm giving one lmao)

It told me that Eda is still afraid. She's afraid of how the curse impacts her life. She's afraid of the progress she made with her sister and her mom being erased and she's afraid of being a monster

And I think her dad is like, the symbol of her inability to forgive herself. Dell already lost his eye and his ability to carve to the owlbeast. The implication of her taking his last remaining eye and blinding him forever would be devastating.

Dell represents there being no hope of redemption of forgiveness for Eda in this dream. He's covered in blood and crying over how she could do this to him and that he'd already forgiven him and in canon Dell could never get Eda to accept his forgiveness because its implied it would just turn into an argument

Eda wasn't ready to repair things (accept that she could move on and accept his forgiveness in part) because she was afraid that at any time she could break that forgiveness and lose control again.

Which is what the nightmare is telling us happened to her.

And I think having Lilith and Gwendolyn turn their backs on Eda again here makes me think that a part of Eda believes that it was a mixture of her and the curse that turned her sister and mother against her.

Now, that's not really how things went down in canon, but it's a messy bunch of emotions that she'd have felt during the whole thing. It's not hard to imagine that Eda felt abandoned by Lilith and Gwen.

Like, its a fact, and she did have that episode where Gwen has to realise that she's been making Eda feel isolated and unwanted for a very long time. When gwen tells Eda that she loves every part of her, including the curse it brings on a shift in how Eda treats her own kids

Because again, she starts to believe just a little bit, that she's not so broken and so monstrous that her loving King and Luz like her own won't screw them up. This isn't a complete mental shift in her of course because she's still shown to be insecure and she spirals pretty quickly in episode 7 of season 2

And since Eda has spent a long time feeling abandoned, believing she deserves to be abandoned, that there's something wrong with her and that she's too inadequate to function as a person that makes changes in people's lives its really easy for her to forget all of what gwen said to her and the good times she's had with her kids

Cause when you're mentally ill and you're spiralling it's so easy for the things that are triggering you to dwarf and block out all the good things. And it's not as simple as being told one or two really needed positive messages once, to fix decades or just years of really bad trauma and a mentality like that

And her relationship with Lilith? That never got resolved in canon and I feel like the show acknowledges it with Lilith being back in black and looking at Eda with no familiarity or love anymore

There was never time to fix their relationship in canon. Maybe we would've seen more of a change if we got more seasons but we'll never know now. But it is important to note that Eda tried to connect with Lilith emediatly in the first episode of season 2 and nothing ever came of it because Lilith brushed her off

And then she left 3 episodes later for nearly the entirety of the season

What gets me about it all is that dispite how angry and hurt Eda should rightfully be at how Lilith treated her and her kids, she emediatly tries to have some sort of a relationship with her again

Which doesn't say great things about Eda's uh, self worth? Like. No boundaries are set down after all of this. And from what happened in episode 7 and everything we learned about how Eda views herself as a monster

It really gives "you hurt me, but if I push you away or set a boundary now then you'll leave me and I'll be alone."

That's sorta how I read it, as someone who can be like that I found myself recognising it in her and it makes a lot of sense to me because Eda sees herself as this unfit, monstrous person deep down, or atleast she's afraid that's what she is

And I think that all of this is important to remember when we see Lilith back there in this dream. Maybe Eda is afraid that all of her efforts to fix things between them will never be enough? That them falling out again will be her fault

It's super interesting that Eda acts so close with Lilith and Lilith with Eda at the end of the show, like how they ran to hug eachother and cry. Like this pure familial love that is sweet

But the nightmare kinda overshadows that for me when I remember just how not okay Eda is. Like, Lilith has healed somewhat but still needs so much therapy to be able to love herself and others and Eda just needs therapy.

Tough thing is I don't ever see Eda willingly going to therapy like Lilith would because Lilith has been told she needs therapy and brought to that conclusion and feels receptive to it and Eda would insist that she's fine and that nothing is that wrong with her

It would probably take Raine on her case because they saw her try to kill herself months prior and Lilith or her family learning more about how she's thinking, for them to decide to start talking her into it

But ultimately it would be Eda's decision. A lot of heartbreak would lead up to it to be honest

But back to the nightmare!

My conclusion is that

Dell represents her ability and right to be forgiven and redeemed by both herself and others

Gwendolyn represents Eda’s right to exist as a person in society

Lilith represents Eda's internal beliefs about herself. A bit about how much she deserves to demand and how she blames herself

They're all kinda different forms of how she blames, devalues, distrusts and dispises herself. (Look at all that alliteration!)

And the final obvious thing is that she's in chains, and starts of in the dungeons after hurting her dad because deep down she's terrified that people are right to want to persecute her, that there's no version of living where she lives freely and no one gets hurt (that others are better or without her) and that being locked up and caged is away is exactly where she belongs

#god shes such a poor meow meow #the owl house #toh #eda clawthorne #toh eda #edalyn clawthorne #lilith clawthorne #toh lilith #gwendolyn clawthorne #dell clawthorne #toh analysis

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cozza-frenzy · 4 months

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Saw your reblog and tags. <3 I just wanted to tell you I never stopped thinking about y'all either. Often I would mention something funny you had said or done in conversation with others, and reminisce about fun conversations we've had. No relationship decay here, bby. I'm glad to be back and to meet more of you, too. <3

It's weird to think that most if not all of us have been around for a really long time - just falling in and out of full consciousness, never aware of each other or that there was any amnesia between us. But we're very glad to see you again, and meet you for the first time in some situations I guess? - Chaos That goober fucking fell asleep in the front before it could finish its thoughts so I'll pick this up, lmao. I'm glad you haven't forgotten us even if our mental illness meant, probably several times, we were forced to forget you. We still don't have control over what our conscious mind decides to maintain awareness of, but I mean, y'all have ADHD. More reasons for solidarity, am I right? But we love you, and we're glad to have you as a friend. - Terry And I'm one of those alters that might very well be a "for the first time" - but the fact that I have no memories of you is, ironically, proof you've been a good friend. Part of my original "job" was to cut off people who were toxic, "clean up" any traces of them in our chat protocols/social media and suppress our memories of them. I know those of us in the system who have fronted around you think very highly of you. I think I have more work to do towards forgiving myself before I can be a lot more social, but I hope maybe we can talk someday. - Raine

#Spiral Posting #Shit Terry Says #Where Hope Grows

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amyisherenowitsokay · 7 months

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Hey mutual *wink*

Anywho so I’m a little hermit and I only read the same like 9 fics over and over again and I was re-reading What We Become and I was like what the hell happened to the Professor? Like did he try to figure out how to fix himself or did he embrace it? Like what happened to my boy Professor Membrane and also their MOM?!

(If you’d prefer to leave this to the audiences imagination and not answer then it’s chill)

Also I ADORED how you wrote that fic with vignettes :0

Have the bestest day, thank youuu!!

What We Become (link for reference; warning for new readers that it's a doozy). I gotta put that on ao3 eventually, huh? I think if I do though I'll split it into quarters. Thoughts for another time.

B r u h because tell me why I wasn’t already following you??? I was so confused when tumblr recommended me your blog and I was like, uh, yeah, I know, I follow them already??? But apparently not. I have rectified this crime post-haste.

Lmao because what a vibe, I do the exact same shit. I love burning through new stories but I also my precious handful. It’s such a comfort to have a story in your back pocket that you already know you like, ready and waiting for you whenever.

SO, Professor Membrane eventually learned to live and adapt. I think I touched on it briefly but he eventually is into the changes that the serum cause in his body. Not sleeping or eating as much is great, because it leaves more room for SCIENCE!™️ to happen.

I don’t think his relationship with Zim could ever return to what it was pre-serum. Membrane facing the reality that his own neglect led to a literal sci-fi monster creeping into his life—and that of his kids—long enough to for him to trust him so blindly is understandably traumatic. Zim could’ve killed him on purpose, on accident, on a whim, etc. A boy he treated like a son was actually a creature who deeply betrayed all of them, even if he didn’t mean to. That’s something you can maybe forgive, but never forget. So Membrane gets to live forever, yayay, and learns to adapt to his new body. But there’s a boundary between he and Zim that never really goes away completely.

There is however also a new bond, eventually, much longer down the line. As ill-executed as it was, Membrane would also eventually recognize that Zim acted out of love, not cruelty. He wanted his loved ones to live forever, and THEIR loved ones to live forever. Zim also does everything in his power to make the transition as comfortable for them as possible. Check-ups, vitals, the occasional medicinal or technological remedy to any and all hiccups that have or might happen. The effort is recognized.

Mama Membrane is actually not someone I thought about in the “yay everyone gets to live forever” category, but oooh what an interesting question.

If we recall, Zim traded the Tallest for a limited amount of serum. Three precious vials. But he bartered the serum, not the recipe. Three was all he got.

I like to think he considered Mama Membrane, but only got so much leeway with the Tallest. He was already asking for a lot. Something had to give. He had to prioritize.

It would be a hard pill for all of the Membranes to swallow that she wasn’t included in the bargain. It'd also be further complicated by the fact that even if they did have extra serums, they wouldn't be able to ask her consent. Given how disastrously sudden-immortality had on a mentally stable, highly rational man like Membrane, the reality of the situation would be simply that, vial or no vial, Dr. Mrs. Membrane wouldn't have been able to join them in immortality. It'd probably be incredibly painful, even with the rationalization that, immortality or no, they would've one day had to face her eventual passing anyways. It'd just emphasized how unfair her sickness was, and how much it'd robbed from all of them. Just super unfun and really shitty in general.

I think it might motivate them to start seeing her more, if and when she could tolerate it. Check in on her more frequently, and deal with their own traumas about what seeing her awoke inside them. Maybe everyone gets the therapy they need to face the living ghost they let the very real, unwell person their mother/wife was. Maybe immortality might make them better appreciate the finite, and be more willing to face hard things when they knew they only had so long to do so.

#invader zim #gaz #zim #zagr #ravenfollower13 #iz #amyisherenowansweringyou #fanfiction #ao3 #what we become

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kentuckycaverats · 1 year

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Essentials 6, 9; life 4; death 5, 12 for del bc i love del

essentials 6 - what level of humanity are they? has this changed over the years they’ve been dead?

answered prev but the abridged answer is humanity 6 and not much lol

essentials 9 - what are their Convictions?

never forget, never forgive

mortals are to be pitied

life 4 - did they have any vices, addictions, or mental illnesses? which carried over into death?

tw: abuse, suicide mention

in life this girl has had PTSD, C-PTSD, and intense paranoia since she popped out the womb. bio parents: abusive, transphobic, sabbat ghouls who sold her out. teachers, peers, classmates: transphobic, bullied her until delphine showed up to keep them in line. sabina: abusive, tortured her for fun, isolated her from the few casual friends she did have. she was actively suicidal for most of her life and did succeed in her attempt, but. sabina wasn't going to let her get away so easily.

in death much of this has held true. still uber traumatized and paranoid, and though she hasn't consciously realized it yet, on some level she's shifting towards final death maybe not being the answer. maybe there are some people things she wants to stick around for. maybe.

death 5 - which of their clan’s stereotypes apply to them? which do they act against, or embody the opposite of?

thin-blood posing as brujah so im gonna answer for both

thin-blood: i feel like there arent as many stereotypes about thin-bloods as the other clans, because theres such a wide range of what they're like. but in terms of kindred society largely believing the duskborn are heralds of the end times, she fits that pretty well. she's recently learned that her fae soul (ael) is destined to either defeat ancient fear demon foebok and make the world a whole lot less shitty, or be eaten by foebok and thus plunge the world into perma despair. no pressure :) also she doesn't use any of the thin-blood alchemy because she's (1) trying very hard to not get clocked as thin-blooded and (2) mortal prey exclusion makes that tricky anyway

brujah: stubborn, anti-authority, short-tempered and prone to impulsivity when angry, easily moved to violence, fiercely loyal

death 12 - regardless of whether or not they adhere to camarilla rule, have they ever broken any of the Traditions?

literally half of them lmao. domain (she's beaten kindred up on their own turf a couple times); hospitality (coterie purposely did not present themselves in glasgow), and destruction (diablerie). between these + lying about her clan + the prince being a toreador who's especially fond of invading others' thoughts, every moment spent in elysium is nightmare hell stress. and the coterie gets hauled out to elysium at least once a week

#ty yasha these were fun!!#vtm #del

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cookinguptales · 2 years

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Please forgive me the rant but I haven’t slept for more than like four hours at a time in over a month so I am On The Edge and like

If it seems like I talk about mistakes and how it’s okay to make them a lot, it’s probably because it’s something that I have tried to teach myself as an adult and it’s something that’s really important to mental health!

(cut for a long rambling and sleep-deprived thing)

When I was younger, I wasn’t... really given that kind of freedom to fuck up. I went to a tiny combination middle/high school (which means that pretty much all my teen years were in the same place with the same small group of people), which was made worse by the fact that both of my parents eventually came to teach there. My RSD was really, really bad when I was younger (I mean, it still is but at least I know what it is now) and I think my parents could tell that I was already dangerously high-strung, so they weren’t that bad about my mistakes, but... how to put this without sounding like an asshole..

Kids had to interview to stay at our school between middle and high school, and not every kid got to. (Public charter school, it was weird in many ways.) Some kids stayed because they were artistically talented, some kids stayed because they were really nice and tried hard. But it was made very, very clear to me that I stayed for my test scores. lmao. I was in the 99th percentile on every standardized test. My PSAT score was a few hundred points higher than everyone else’s. I was the first kid in my school to ever get accepted to an Ivy. What I’m trying to say here is that I had... a reputation.

And I don’t think that most of my classmates meant me ill? But they had me mentally registered as “the smart one”, and it can be easy to reduce kids to a specific stereotype at that age. It was a really small group of kids and I was always expected to be the best, testing-wise. I literally had kids come up to me after we got every test, quiz, and assignment back to see what I got in order to gauge their own scores. Kids who were in higher grades than me.

I think I can count the number of times I didn’t get an A on something on one hand, and my classmates never let me forget those times. If I answered a question wrong in class, literally everyone would know it by the end of the day, and I’d get ribbed endlessly about it. If I didn’t do an assignment on time, everyone would whisper.

Add to that my parents being right there so people also ran and told them... Let’s just say I was under a lot of pressure to be right about all things at all times. lmao. And of course I wasn’t! I was a teenager! A really, really sick teenager, at that. (I spent pretty much all my free time with doctors, on heavy medication, or sleeping as a teen.) But every time I made a mistake, I suffered for it. I think that combined with the RSD made me feel like an absolute fucking failure if I so much as mispronounced one word in class. I would spiral over the least little mistake. I vividly remember emailing a friend once because I realized I’d made a mistake about a trivia point when talking to them the week before and I felt like I had to confess. It was pretty bad.

Things were a little easier in college. I actually went to a school known for being very academically rigorous, but everyone there was smart! I met some of the most stunningly impressive people you’ll ever meet in your life there. So if I wasn’t always the smartest person in the class, that was fine. And god, that was actually such a relief??? People always used to tell me I was a big fish in a small pond at my high school and I needed to be prepared to get Cs in college and be outclassed (awful thing to tell a teenage girl, btw) but I was actually looking forward to being normal for once in my life so much. And I mean, I did actually get As and high Bs on almost everything when I was there, so I did excel and most of my professors really liked me and my work. But there was much less pressure to be perfect, and that was a breath of fresh air.

So that... helped. But it’s still very difficult for me whenever I make a mistake about something, even if it’s just some dumb fandom thing on tumblr. I think it’s ingrained at this point... It’s one reason that I don’t like playing games with other people; I’m not always good at them, and the idea of failing at something in front of others makes me feel kind of nauseated. But at a certain point, I realized that I’m really kind of depriving myself of the joys of learning and experiencing things without a safety net if I’m just terrified about being wrong all the time. You can’t throw yourself into new things freely and with your whole self without making mistakes. And holding a piece of yourself back because you’re always afraid of messing up is frankly kind of exhausting.

So I’ve made a really conscious effort the past few years to do things I’m not good at and be kind about the mistakes I make. (Side note, the only thing I was allowed to be “bad” at in school was art because I was one of the only ones there for my brain instead of my artistic skills and that was another common joke, so now it’s almost the opposite with my creative endeavors...? I have a hard time accepting praise when I’m good at something artistic now lmao. I’m so hypercritical of myself. What a mess! So I’m trying to get better at internalizing praise, too.)

And part of that has been realizing that I never judge other people for making mistakes around me, unless they are uh... egregious and/or mean-spirited. In fact, I usually like the opportunity to teach someone something if they’re laboring under a misconception. But I never afford myself that same judgement-free learning opportunity, which is sad! So I’m trying to make a conscious decision to treat myself the way I treat others, which is with a kindness that I am unaccustomed to. lmao

It’s kind of funny because now when people start to treat my opinions with respect in fandom I’m just like “oh no, don’t do that, I’m an idiot like everyone else here! I have zero insider knowledge!” But I’m doing my best and I’m not stupid and if it turns out that I’m wrong about stuff, we’re just gonna have to learn to live with that. lmao

(Look, you can be smart and a dumbass at the same time. I am certainly at the intersection of those two traits and I choose to find that endearing.)

This was a long rant. I am extremely sleep deprived, haha. But yes, please don’t ever feel stupid if we’re talking and I make a correction or something. I don’t want to ever make someone feel like I do all the time. I want us both to learn and grow without fear of judgement, and I want us to learn to take up space and be awkward and fuck up a lil sometimes while still being loved. By ourselves and by others. I’m trying really hard not to make a tortured plant metaphor here, so instead I’ll just end this now.

I mostly just had to get this off my chest, but if you actually read all this, thanks for listening. haha.

#just me #tbh I've had to learn to love the way I take up space in a lot of ways over the years #and I'm trying to stop apologizing for how much I ramble on my own damn blog #I talk......... a lot #that's the adhd baby it's not quiet inside my head either

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wendytestabrat · 2 years

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No don’t apologize for ranting especially when you’re telling the truth LOL @whyareyouaskingmeidkeverything I agree with this 100% and this is what my exact thought process when I watched the first Post Covid special, before part two even came out and it revealed Cartman wasn’t lying about being a rabbi. I think that’s definitely one of the most petty and immature things about Kyle’s character is how he holds grudges over Cartman and doesn’t know how to let shit go. And holding a grudge over something that happened 40 YEARS AGO, is a sign someone is not well LOL. And people like that are annoying af it’s like they don’t know how to stop living in the past and bringing up the past when you’re trying to focus on the current moment. It’s like the crazy cancel culture people who are extremely mentally ill bc they go after people for shit they said like 10 years ago that doesn’t even matter anymore LMAO. Trust me I’ve been through a lot of fucked up shit and have been screwed over by a lot of people too and I’m sure a lot of the abuse Kyle has gone through from Cartman is valid, but all Kyle is doing is hurting himself and making himself even more miserable by fixating on this shit and not moving on with his life. Like I’ve said, I’ve dealt with a lot of fucked up shit too from people, which is why I have a rlly thick skin now bc I made the choice to let those things make me a stronger person, instead of making me a victim. I realized a long time ago at a young age that when you hold a grudge against someone, all you’re doing is letting that person live rent free in your mind. When you’re in that toxic mindset, you think you’re getting the other person back or some shit or teaching them a lesson by staying mad at them, while all you’re doing is letting the problem sit in your mind and beating yourself up over it, while the person you’re mad at has moved on and doesn’t care and is out living their life. Which we saw with Cartman how he was over the petty drama with Kyle and was just happy with his new life as a rabbi. My mantra is forgive, but don’t forget. You have the right to still be hurt by shit people do to you, but what you’re doing is forgiving, NOT for the other person, for yourself because it’s not healthy to hold onto that anger. Something that helps a lot with this is meditation and breathing exercises, bc ngl I’m someone who is prone to anger and getting annoyed with people pretty easily too like Kyle LOL so I work on keeping myself in check and trying to physically release that anger and tension from my body. So it doesn’t get in the way of my life and my decision making. I actually am concerned about the well-being of a lot of people in the sp fandom who like support Kyle no matter what and legitimately think he’s actually a good person, I mean like any sane person can see that Kyle is clearly problematic, just like how you should be able to see that Cartman is crazy too. I feel like a lot of the people who think Kyle is this noble saint are mentally immature like him and are just the people who are part of this victim culture we live in. I mean I like Kyle, there’s nothing wrong with loving Kyle as a character, but I love him bc of his complexities and his flaws which are very clear.

#KYMANRANTGARBAGE

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cosmicthestar · 11 months

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6/11 lore stream

Gay telchin <33

*us telling Rae he will be fine and his friends don't find him annoying*

Pfft Wolf

Pfft tall dog pog

Why is this so nerve racking?

No more mask pog?

See Rae your worth being angry

You can forgive but that dosen't mean you have to forget

Tbh if no one is angry for Rae what ven did I'll be angry for Rae

I like this communacition, understanding what people feel

Communaction thr finest and a quiye delicacy in fable

I love castle crew sm

Ypur majestt your not alone in any of this

istg just hug already

Words are hard, we all know that

i wish communaction was real it would make things so much easier

I mean I'm down for option two /j

Its cannon guys, Rae is a glowstick

ven needs ti stop yelling at rar and than I'll sill not forgive him

Ocie said YOLO

OCIE WHAT DID WE TELL YOU ABT CULT SHIT??

Rae you matter

The cross-over is starting lmao

Rae I swear to luce I'm going to do what I threatened and wack you with a newspaper

screw the newspaper, I'm getting my flip flop XD

On second thought maybe the newspaper is better

I thibk I have a self care book somewhere we could hit him with

If ocie dosen't come back I'm gonna commit arson

If arson is a question the awnser is yes

Idk I'm a bit mentally ill

The constant risk of life, weither it be yours or others

A title does not define you

One best friend, and one boyfriend

Communication /pos

Castle trio = <3

Castle crew has a spical place in my heart

if we had physical forms we would hug Rae

Awww art <33

Tall duo

Wolf came out of the wolf that way lol

LMAO

The puns have me dying

Aww I can't explain how much I love them <3

Pfft

Time to go :heyraegiggle:

*drowning noises*

Centross in a corset when

Can we get Rae to put Centross in a corset

WAT

Pfft don't tell momboo

Rae you fool

Bibbity bobbity Ocean

Are we werid?

*wolf says the text was moving, me: starts dancing*

Mer auras!

LISTEN -Ocie in chat

They're both citrus

Canonical alchohol

Rug the beloved <33

Lmao I love that

Test tubes can stay away there scary

Midnight is high on kelp- XD

Pfttt

Noms?

Steal the kneecaps

Centross is asserting dominance by circling

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sollucets · 1 year

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again, "graduation" [this is not the title] is not about thua or the world remembers. but they keep invading their way into my brainspace while im writing it

i'm cursed. i swear i'm cursed

i started musing about this in the tags and wrote. Too Many Damn Tags? like tumblr cut me off. i didn't even know tumblr could do that. so here they are out loud under the cut

#a kind commenter told me they'd want to see me do thua reconciliation scenes #and i didn't answer because i couldn't promise them i would #because i can't fuckin make up my mind about how id approach it #sigh. personally how i think it is #is that akk forgives thua basically straightaway because #1) he thinks he deserves it #2) they committed functionally the same crime so it would be hypocritical #and 3) he wants kan to be happy #so akk is like 'yes i was miserable and terrified and i have mental illness now' (like he didn't before) #but like. i always thought that would happen that's why i was so afraid to tell because i knew i'd deserve it \#2. 'the same crime' i mean literally that's what they did #(note: i rowan do not think this. akk was cult peer pressured into it and from that pov could've lost everything if he hadn't. thua... had other options) #i think the only part of the crime akk might actually be mad about is the journal stealing but that's because it really hurt aye #speaking of hurting aye: this is the only reason he's upset re: outing too #and so thua will get like. browbeat or guilted or whatever into apologizing to akk and akk will be like 'why someone had to do it' #and hell go 'i dont care but i want you to apologize to aye' #and that will not go nicely #because in the end aye cares about in this order 1. akk and 2. everything else #this is actually one of my favorite things about akkaye lmao. aye abandoning his morals #like. obviously he doesn't become Evil and he still wants akk to admit to it and all that i'm being a little dramatic #but..... if it comes down to it. in the moment. he'll pick akk every time because he loves him#and maybe he'll feel bad about it but he still Will #(this is also true of akk --> aye as far as rulebreaking and whatnot go) #so a thua -> aye apology... the thing is that i don't think thua feels guilty about anything short of the outing part and even then... #like. i think it's a bit. 'how do you like it' #aye outed thua to his mom for better or for worse. aye hid akk's secrets from thua. aye encouraged him to speak up and then Didn't

#so..... i don't know that thua would feel. 100% sorry #maybe that he hurt him. like on a personal level. they were friends #but without the context of 'aye being desperately in love and being the whole reason akk stopped and still trying to get akk to come clean'#man idk

and as a result to me i think that conversation would become a fight

in 'choices', i had aye sort of. forgive but not forget for the sake of group cohesion, which i do think he'd do because he is a lonely boy and these are his only friends here and also For Akk's Sake.

i also did that because choices is a gentle and fluffyish fic about akk getting used to pda and, as you can see, if i got into it i'd lose my damn mind [gestures up the page]

and in the end, truly, the people who deserve thua and akk's apologies are the world remembers. they deserved better than that "phi welcome back :)" because who Wouldn't say that!! theyd just been approached by all the prefects at once and their two bullies like.... are you gonna be anything less than perfectly polite

i'm even more torn about how to hypothetically handle "akkthua apologize to the jums" because i have even less insight on how They would respond to it agh

AGH

ahem. i have strong feelings on episode 11 of the eclipse. i continue to do so. dont even get me started on chadok ill be here all fucking day

#rowan chatter #when i said 'derailed' this is what i mean #ive been sitting here for an hour just fucking Thinking about it

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castelleve · 2 years

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>proverbially walks up to CEO >dunks on him >shakes his hand >leaves without explaining

What a fucking Chad

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Other musicians beef with each other but this guy is beefing with whole ass capitalist tyrants. Only Sal LMAO

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Sylvester said he's coming out with a new album soon, do you think this is a publicity stunt?

Edit: I'm not even hating wtf

REPLY: you literally have an anime pfp shut up

REPLY: I don't think his brother going to jail and almost dying of disease was a publicity stunt but ok

REPLY: I can't blame him for worrying, the Japanese judicial system doesn't treat foreigners well. And NO judicial system treats the mentally ill well. Didn't Sal say his brother had schizophrenia? Or was that the one that went missing?

REPLY: Where are thry even from?

REPLY: thry

REPLY: I think they're american???

REPLY: If you listen to his voice, I think the Australian accent is pretty clear.

REPLY: Ain't no way that's fuckin aussie

REPLY: nb4 Sal comes out with a pink guy style album dunking on Mr. KISARAGI

We know he likes Joji

REPLY: why was that all caps

REPLY: Sal makes a diss track WHEN

REPLY: doesnt sal also have an anime pfp tho

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So excited for your new album ♡

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It's nice of him to make the first move to repair things.

REPLY: He slandered the guy with no evidence, this is literally the bare minimum. He SHOULD be issuing a retraction. He's lucky he hasn't been sued.

REPLY: omg if u don't like him y r u even here

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OK but who sent Sal the ear???? Are we all forgetting about that? No way he'd forgive soneone fir that, so if ut wasn't Mr. K then who?

REPLY: learn how to spell loser

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I wish more people would listen to his music he's so cool

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This has gotta be the weirdest controversy Kisaragi has ever been involved in,poor guy lol fuckin hilarious tho

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Shame he’s not single anymore ):

#Misc. Characters: Experimentation Plot #;;drabble;;#Sylvester // IC

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shy-town-art · 4 years

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The best (and also worst thing) about having memory issues related to mental health is that I keep forgetting I bought the Almanac and also that Superplastic 2-D figure.

So it comes as an amazing surprise when I remember but then I panic to see if I accidentally bought another or if the delivery is today.

#‘cue the ‘haha i do that’ people #‘oh you forget people’s names? Me too! lmao I’m so quirky and ill’#‘What do you mean you don’t know where you are?’#shoutout to the irk and internet friends who are real forgiving and helpful though #i sound like a broken record at this point #yada yada mental health and sixth form stuff #yada yada i’ll be back soon

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I'm really confused cus ppl are attacking tiff for taking control of her life, saying she doesn't need to be rescued. I thought that's a good thing? But people are saying it's fake feminism because she was so mean to lola before. But isn't that the whole point of skam? People have this "shame" in their life that they grow from? Like how everyone wanted lola to be forgiven for stuff she did to other people in s6, (eliott, lucas, daphne, etc ,) because she had her own struggles but had grown /was growing from it? But with tiff we're not supposed to support her? It's hilarious how people have decided there's a right and a wrong way to react to clips and it you don't fit the "right" reaction box then you're some kind of heathen 😔

well if we're talking real life ofc something like that is a good thing, finding ur strength after going through trauma is always good n a common "feminist" trope is that a girl recognizes that she needs no man or whatever. i haven't been that active on here recently so i haven't seen the reactions to it but this season has not been a feminist one in the least no matter how many catchphrases they throw in there

above all this season is abt a cis, white, straight and rich girl so. failed step one. ppl need to understand that if feminism isn't intersectional it's worthless n this doesn't just mean they should've picked someone else for the role (which they should've, but there's more to it) u can't make a feminist season abt a white girl if ur gonna villanize all ur woc especially the black women. u can't make a feminist season abt a cishet, rich girl if ur gonna make the bisexual poor girl ignore the fact that this is the person who played w her trauma just a year before. u can't make a feminist season abt a rich girl if the previous season she was overworking her privilege to show how classist she was (which the fans love to forget bc they don't see poor ppl as oppressed lol) and again u can't make a feminist season abt a white girl if all her Cool Feminist Moments only happen when she's talking to a black man such as her snarky "that wasn't an invitation" when aurélien tried to kiss her or her physically attacking him bc he? cares abt their daughter? being consider a Powerful Mom Thing

if all this didn't exist sure it would be considered feminist for her to not need saving, but when we put it in the context of literally everything else we can see that this is yet another poor attempt at taking a cliché feminist phrase that u could see written by a male avengers movie director for woke points. ppl need to understand that tiff has huge amounts of privilege over both aurélien (being white) n max (being cis) so her being a woman doesn't even automatically place her social status "beneath" these men. even just outside of fandom shit ppl should understand that supporting certain women will inherently be anti feminist, just bc ur cheering on a woman doesn't make u feminist.

then second abt the shame thing & lola. the "shame" in all skam seasons has always been smth "innate" due to the lack of a better world. smth that the society shames u for. the isak seasons r abt being gay bc society makes ppl ashamed of gayness, but u don't think being gay is a "shame" do u? neither is being a muslim, but the sana seasons r abt that bc again the "shame" is smth society perpetuates. the fact that tiff was "mean to lola" (she was a classist, she told her to kill herself, she made her trauma n mental illness into her own little joke) is not her "shame" bc that was her choice....that's smth she chose to do she isn't misunderstood or oppressed bc she hates poor ppl lmao. if they made made a season abt the nico character would u say his shame is sexual harassment? i doubt it. bc that's not smth he's involuntarily shamed for that's an action he chose to take.

also tiff n lola's "forgiveness" or lack thereof isn't comparable. first of all i'm not sure why u mentioned lucas? she never rly did anything to him but he on the other hand has a shitload to apologize for to her. abt eliott & daphné i also don't quite understand bc as for daphné they had a mutually toxic sibling dynamic, both failing at communication n treating each other badly but like.. even in that situation daphné was literally stalking her sister so again not sure what blame lola has on her here. n for eliott i also don't get what she should've apologized for like if u mean the club clips then u r in the wrong place bc lola didn't even do anything bad other than be rude which every other character is also guilty of smfjlskd

like see the difference? tiff & lola's conflict wasn't mutual, tiff chose to harass n stalk her based on nothing at all, she was only able to do that bc of the privilege n power she (a white cishet rich girl) has over lola (a bisexual mentally ill poor girl). i don't see how those two r in any way comparable.

so i guess that's my explanation for it. as for ur last point i do agree i don't know why it's anyone else's problem how others react to clips but even then i do think we need to understand that skam remakes take pride in their "diversity" n "representation" so sometimes certain reactions actually r objectively wrong. like saying "i liked this clip" or "i didn't like this clip" is all cool n no one should get hate for that but if ppl watch a clip where certain stereotypes r used unironically n their decision is to actually enforce the harmful message n not waste any of their three braincells for critical thinking bc It'S jUsT FiCtiOn then u r not immune to me thinking ur a brainless idiot

#inbox #anon #skam france

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ellewritesathing · 4 years

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Ten Things VIII

Summary: If there’s one thing you have to know about Harvey Kinkle, it’s that he rarely thinks things through. So when he meets (and falls for) Sabrina Spellman on his first day of Baxter High and finds out that she can’t date anyone until her tempestuous sister does, it seems like the obvious solution is to get someone to date her so he can go out with Sabrina. A not so obvious choice for the challenge is Caliban, but, hey, it’s not like Harvey thought that far.

Masterlist Prev. | Part 8

Word-count: 3.8k+

A/N: ahh i can’t believe this series is completed!! it’s been super fun to write these characters and their relationships and i hope you guys like how i’ve done this (endings are not my strong suit lmao) 💕 thank you for reading!!

A few months ago, your and Sabrina’s relationship had been strained at best. She had been so young and all she wanted to do was experience everything, and you were older and a bit more jaded because you’d already experienced it all. And thanks to your wild days of experiences, Hilda and Zelda set a rule in place when you cooled down: Sabrina could only do something if you did too.

A part of Sabrina had always resented you for it, even though the rule wasn’t your fault. It was just incredibly frustrating to always be asking you for favors and you consistently refusing because you were done ‘pretending to be someone you weren’t.’ She hadn't understood what that meant back then.

And Sabrina had to admit, even though Hilda and Zelda would crucify for her saying it, that your relationship got better after Caliban and Harvey came into your lives. Those two idiots had a way of making Sabrina more forgiving and you less hard-headed and, slowly, your relationship improved.

But then prom happened and everything exploded.

No matter how many times you promised that you were fine, Sabrina couldn’t shake the memory of picking up from the mines with Caliban’s car smashed in and abandoned in the background. Nor could she forget how she cradled you in the backseat while you sobbed and asked her why he didn’t like you.

So, when you rejected Sabrina’s thirtieth offer to join her and Harvey for some retail therapy (or vandalism - Harvey could wait in the car), Sabrina did what any good sister would: She canceled her plans with Harvey and hunted down Caliban.

She thought finding Caliban would be the tricky part, but talking to him turned out to be the hard part. The second Sabrina saw him at Dr. Cerberus’ looking for a book, her entire speech that she’d been preparing since breaking Nick’s nose just disappeared into thin air. It wasn’t fair that he was perfectly okay while you cried into a pint of ice cream, but she couldn't find the words to yell that at him.

Despite being at a loss for words, Sabrina stormed over and tapped Caliban on the shoulder. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Looking for a copy of Pride and Prejudice.” Caliban straightened up and bumped Sabrina’s arm lightly to get to the bookshelf. “Do you mind?”

“Do I mind?” Sabrina repeated, crossing her arms and stepping closer to him. Even though he was easily a foot taller than her, she was determined not to be intimidated. “Yes, I mind. I mind that you’re here book shopping while my sister's turned into Boo Radley!”

“Oh, spare me the dramatics, Blondie,” Caliban said with a roll of his eyes. He turned his attention back to the bookshelf. “Firstly, you were just as involved in all this as I was. More so, actually - it was your gentle manipulation that pulled Harvey into all your bullshit. And secondly, your sister is far too strong to get her heart broken. By me or anybody else.”

Sabrina faltered. She had been working very hard to block her part of this whole mess out of her head. “Are you gonna tell her?” she asked, in a very careful voice.

Caliban knelt to get a better view of the shelf. He was in the totally wrong section if he was looking for Pride and Prejudice, but Sabrina didn’t want to point him in the right direction just yet. “Now, why would I do that?” he asked, tilting his head up at her. “So that she can hate us both?”

Tapping her fingers on her arm, Sabrina was forced to admit that Caliban was being a frustratingly good guy about this all. “Well…” Sabrina tried to figure out something to be mad at him for. “What’s your plan?”

“My plan?” Caliban didn’t take his eyes off the copies of The Great Gatsby and Catcher In Rye in front of him.

“Your plan to fix this,” Sabrina said. She put her hand on his head and turned it to in the direction of the British Lit two shelves down. “You’ve got a plan, right?”

Caliban was quiet. He stood up and looked down at her, seemingly figuring out how much Harvey would mind if he pushed Sabrina over. “No,” he said eventually, trying very hard to keep his voice level. “I don’t have a plan.”

He turned to go to the British Lit and Sabrina grabbed his arm to force him to turn around. “How can you not have a plan?” she asked.

“Because-” Caliban shook off her arm and kept walking “-nothing I say will fix this. Your sister hates me.”

“My sister hates everyone!” Sabrina stormed after him, practically knocking him over when she closed the distance. Awkwardly, she added, “But she hates you a little less than everyone else.”

Over the dusty copy of Lord of the Flies, Caliban looked at Sabrina with an almost unreadable expression. Unnerving, yes, but surprisingly unguarded. Sabrina was sure he could set someone on fire with that look alone.

Caliban dropped his gaze and pulled out the last Pride and Prejudice on the shelf. “Well, thanks, Blondie, but I think she hates me most of all right now.”

“That’s just because she doesn’t know!” Sabrina grabbed Caliban’s arm before he could leave. Giving him her best set-you-on-fire look, she said, “If you just talk to her - explain what happened - then I’m sure she’ll forgive you.”

“Because ‘forgiving’ is the first word that comes to mind when one thinks of your sister,” Caliban said quietly, staring at Sabrina’s hand on his arm. He looked back at her with a hard expression. “Whatever happens between me and your sister, I want you to know one thing.”

“Anything,” Sabrina said, caught off-guard by his intensity.

“If you ever hurt Harvey, I’ll break into your house and shave your cat,” Caliban said.

Before Sabrina had the chance to even begin formulating a response to that, Caliban gave her a tight smile and walked away.

Sabrina could see now, after one very frustrating interaction with him, why you liked Caliban so much. He was impulsive, vaguely threatening, and very clearly in love with you.

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“Okay, let’s open up our books to page 73, Sonnet 141. And listen closely,” Wardwell said. She ushered in a scrawny freshman who rapped the first four lines of the sonnet and then excused him with three quick taps to his shoulder. “As Toby has just shown us, there are multiple ways of engaging with Shakespeare. It wasn’t always bad actors in stuffy period clothes, you know.”

She said it knowingly, as if every dumbass teenager in the class had seen a Shakespeare play and thought wow, this stuff would be great if it weren’t for the poorly done accents and garish clothing.

When no one responded to Wardwell’s attempt at humor, she took a breath and walked in a little circle around her desk to reboot. “I’d like for all to write your own versions of this sonnet,” she said. “A poem riddled with contradictions and the struggle between the physical desire and mental …” she paused when you put your hand up. You knew you should have known to wait until she finished her sentence, lest she forget her original point. “Um, yes, Ms. Spellman? Do you have a problem with the assignment?”

“No problem. Do you want this in iambic pentameter?” you asked, pen ready to write down whatever convoluted answer Wardwell gave you.

Wardwell narrowed her eyes and walked around to the front of her desk again to get a better look at you. “To be clear, you don’t have any problems whatsoever with the assignment?”

“Whatsoever,” you echoed. Your voice had a slight edge to it thanks to your thinning patience. You tapped your pen on your notebook.

“Are you sure?” Wardwell crossed her arms over her chest.

You sighed and put down your pen. With your best attempt at one of Sabrina’s polite smiles, you said, “I’m sure that it’s a great assignment, Mrs. Wardwell. Now, iambic pentameter: yes or no?”

“You know, I’m not sure I like this new attitude of yours,” Wardwell said, pushing herself off her desk and turning to look for a notepad. She scribbled something on it as she walked to your desk. “Take this and go see the nurse. I think you may have a fever.”

“A fever? Wardwell, what the hell is this?” you asked.

“A note. To see the nurse.” Wardwell tore the note off her notepad and handed it to you before gesturing toward the door. “Go.”

“But I-”

“Now, Ms. Spellman.”

You let out a listless breath and slammed your notebook shut. Shoving all your things into your bag and ignoring Nick’s snickering, you grabbed the note from Wardwell and stormed out of the class.

When you turned to flip Nick off while Wardwell had her back to the class, you saw Caliban reaching over his desk to flick Nick’s neck and whisper something in his ear that made him a few shades paler. It filled your heart with a funny feeling and you adjusted your bag and fled before you had a chance to start crying in the middle of your English class.

Once you were in the safety of the hallway, you had no idea which way to turn. The nurse’s office wasn’t an option because Pollit was deeply against any student seeing her unless they were bleeding and you didn’t feel like getting detention for supposedly faking an illness. It was too bright outside to throw rocks at the soccer team. You found yourself heading for the library before you even realized that you’d decided not to ditch.

The smell of coffee and freshly microwaved lunches mingled with old books and teenage angst when you stepped through the threshold. It was surprisingly busy for the sixth period, but luckily your spot in the back corner by the window was open. Slipping on your headphones, you drowned out all the others and started working on your stupid sonnet.

If the writer’s block wasn’t annoying enough, someone slid into the seat across from you and jostled the table in the process. Lifting your gaze from your newly marred page, you were intent on giving the offender the harshest glare in your arsenal until you saw it was Harvey.

He was nervous, spouting some apology that you couldn’t hear over your music, and wearing a football helmet. You took your headphones off to hear some of the ten billion words he was saying.

“Why are you wearing a football helmet?” you asked, setting your headphones aside and doing your best not to glare at him.

“Oh, uh-” Harvey tapped the helmet like he’d forgotten he was wearing it. “I wanted to talk but I thought you’d still be pretty pissed at me.”

You tilted your head to the side. “And you thought a helmet would protect you?”

“I mean, I feel a little dumb about it now but yeah,” Harvey said with a shrug.

You laughed at him and leaned over to take the helmet off his head. He looked ready to run for the exit, but he held still as you took the helmet in your hands. Collapsing back into your seat, you sighed and looked at the red Greendale High football helmet. “I’m not angry with you,” you said. “I tried but it’s like being mad at a puppy.”

Harvey shifted uncomfortably and frowned. “I don’t know if that’s a compliment but thank you.”

“No problem, Harvey.” You sighed and set the helmet on the table. Both of you stared at the helmet for an awkwardly long period of time. “What did you want to talk about?”

Either his seat was very uncomfortable or you still managed to unnerve him because Harvey kept shifting in his seat and starting sentences but never quite finishing them. Eventually, he sighed and said, “It’s not Caliban’s fault. It’s mine.”

“No, you only think it’s yours because you’re sixteen and more easily manipulated than most,” you said.

“Yeah, I know all that but-” Harvey shifted and tapped your notebook as he tried to figure out how to word what he was about to say. “I liked Sabrina, right? But everyone told me that she couldn’t date unless you did. So, I started talking to Caliban because he seemed like your type-”

“Caliban is my type?”

“Yeah, exactly,” Harvey said, completely missing your offense at his assumption of your type. Sure, he’d been right but still. “Anyway, so, like I said it, was my idea. He had feelings for you already and then Nick offered him money and … I don’t know. I told him to go for it anyway.”

You picked at the rings of your notebook in silence, mulling over Harvey’s words and trying not to punch him.

“He was going to tell you but I said it would just hurt you,” Harvey continued. He took a deep breath. “So, if you’re going to be mad at anyone, then be mad at me.”

You hoped you’d see something outside that told you what to do, but everything outside stared at you ambivalently. Letting go of your notebook, you turned back to Harvey and shrugged.

“He lied to me, Harvey. I get that you were selfish and messed up, but Caliban lied,” you said. “That’s worse than what you did because it feels like I can’t trust anything he says.”

Harvey looked like you’d just told him Santa Claus wasn’t real. Gut-punched and disappointed. In a slightly smaller and more strained voice, he said, “But it’s not his fault.”

You reached out and touched Harvey’s hand on the table. “I know you’re just trying to help your friend but it’s not that simple,” you said. “Do you understand?”

“No,” Harvey said lamely. He sank back in his chair and sighed. “But I’ll stop bugging you about it.”

“Thank you.” You squeezed his hand before letting go entirely. You pulled your notebook out from under Harvey’s helmet. “Are you gonna keep staring at me like that or do you have work to do?”

“Oh, I’m supposed to be in chemistry right now,” Harvey said.

Again, a bit of your bad mood dissipated and you laughed. “You should probably go to chemistry.”

“Yeah, probably,” Harvey said. He looked at the door and looked back at you. “But, uh, is it cool if I sit here for a while?”

You wanted to say no and to tell him that he was still an idiot for his part in this whole mess, but he was looking at you with those dumb lost puppy eyes. “Okay,” you said. “But don’t distract me or I’ll kick you under the table.”

Harvey laughed and settled into his seat. “Got it. Next time I’ll bring shin-guards.”

---

All things considered, Caliban had been handling your blind hatred quite well. Though, technically, your hatred wasn’t blind anymore because you knew the truth about him. Your hatred was all-seeing, all-encompassing, and everlasting. Caliban expected no less, considering the remnants of his smashed-up car found on the edge of the mines, but it still felt like he was falling apart every time he saw you.

Before, your almost exactly replicated schedules had been a convenient way to spy on you until Caliban finally worked up the courage to ask you out. Then, it had been the ideal opportunity to pass notes and make fun of Billy. Now, it was the perfect torture session where the two of you pretended not to notice one another.

It had gone on for almost a week before Caliban couldn’t stand it any longer. He had a plan, a very shaky plan, and Ambrose’s assurance that he could treat any of Caliban’s bones that you broke.

Caliban had waited the whole day and all he had to do was get through English, and then he could talk to you. Regardless of whether or not you broke his nose, phase two of the plan would commence with red carnations and one of those cheesy acoustic songs you liked.

“Okay, children,” Wardwell said in her disturbingly chipper voice. Her heels clacked against the floor as she scurried to the front of the class. “You’ve had plenty of time to work on your poems and I’m very excited to hear your takes on this classic sonnet.”

She was met by the silence of two dozen over-tired teens. Awkwardly, Wardwell fiddled with her hands and started walking around again. She paused at the window for a second and turned back to the class with wide eyes.

“Any brave souls willing to read theirs aloud?” Wardwell asked it like it was a dangerous question, like she was asking them if they wanted to rob a bank later.

Again, she was met with uncomfortable silence. Then your hand shot up and the air felt slightly more electric.

“Oh, Ms. Spellman … um, would anyone else like to give it a try?” Wardwell asked, looking out at the crowd with hungry eyes. “No? Well, alright then. Come on up, Ms. Spellman.”

Wardwell waved you over and placed you next to her desk in the front. She gave your shoulders an uncomfortable-looking squeeze and hurried back to her spot near the window. When she stood like that, she looked like a spindly bird watching over her chicks. Or maybe over her prey; it was hard to tell.

Once you were standing in front of the blackboard the way Wardwell liked, you took a deep breath and looked down at your notebook. “Here goes nothing,” you mumbled. Glancing over at the Caliban, his heart stopped as you dropped your gaze and started reading in a tight voice. “I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare.”

At the mention of his staring, Caliban’s heart stuttered annoyingly. He was staring at you now, along with the rest of the class, but this was different. He’d told you once that he stared because it gave him a chance to figure out what to say, but this time he was staring so that he’d never forget this moment.

“I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind … I hate you so much that it makes me sick-” You let out a short laugh and looked out at the window as you shook your head. “It even makes me rhyme.”

The whole class laughed and you took another breath to prepare for the next stanza. There was no laughter in your voice when you spoke again. “I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie.” Your voice cracked and you looked up at the ceiling. “I hate it when you make me laugh.” A stray tear ran down your face and you wiped it away roughly. “Even worse when you make me cry.”

Caliban leaned forward in his chair. Whatever you said next, he didn’t want to miss a word.

“I hate the way you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call,” you said, voice trembling between the tears that Caliban knew were eating you up inside. As if this moment couldn't twist him up any more, you looked up from your notebook and made eye contact with Caliban for your final lines. “But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you. Not even close … not even a little bit … not even at all.”

With a breath, you shut your notebook and started walking out of the classroom. In a show of remarkable self-control, you didn’t slap Nick on your way out as he asked what on earth that poem could possibly be about.

Wardwell called after you, teetering on her heels as she scurried after you, but she stopped when she was almost run over by Caliban bolting out of his seat. She held onto him until he promised that he would make sure you were okay.

Thanks to the Wardwell delay, you were long gone by the time Caliban made it to the hallway, but he had a pretty good idea of where you’d gone. He raced out of the school and tracked down your car.

You were glaring at your car when Caliban found you, or more specifically glaring at the dozens of red carnations in your backseat. Reluctantly, you picked up the apology note on your windshield.

Technically, it was more of an excerpt than a note. Caliban had ripped out one of the last pages of the Pride and Prejudice he bought the other day, the page where Darcy proposes to Elizabeth (which was your favorite because ‘he promised to leave her the fuck alone if she didn’t feel the same’), circled your quote, and scrawled out an apology.

Caliban didn’t even know you’d seen him standing there until you balled up the note and threw at him. “You know you can’t just keep buying me red carnations every time you mess up, right?” you asked.

Seeing as amusement outweighed the annoyance in your voice, Caliban walked closer to you. “Yeah, but that’s why they have roses…” Closer- “tulips…” Caliban stopped in front of you and let out a shaky breath. “Hell, if I get that desperate, I'll even buy you some peonies.”

You bit the inside of your lip and cast a look at your car. You shrugged. “How do you plan to afford all that, huh? Going to keep dating girls so the cash keeps coming?”

It was a cheap shot but one that Caliban deserved. He dropped his gaze. “No, I, uh, messed up the last time. See, this girl was … something else. And I fell for her.”

You frowned for a second but then gave him a very hesitant smile. “Really?”

“Really,” Caliban repeated. “It’s not every day you find a girl who’ll steal your car and then leave it absolutely wrecked without leaving so much as a note for your insurance company.”

You laughed and covered your face with your hand.

“In her defense, she did leave my tires alone,” Caliban said with a mischievous smile.

For the first time, Caliban’s heart didn’t wrench at the sound of your laugh. You knew the truth and you seemed to care about him anyway. “Shut up,” you told him. You grabbed a fistful of Caliban’s shirt and pulled him closer.

Your first kiss was rushed and clumsy - you wanted to kiss him and Caliban needed to kiss you. After a shared laugh, your second kiss was less frantic and a little smoother - your hand cupped his jaw familiarly and his arms held you without having to think. Then there was your third kiss, your fourth … each one better than the last.

by the way, loves, here’s the quote in case any of you were wondering: Elizabeth was much too embarrassed to say a word. After a short pause, her companion added, “You are too generous to trifle with me. If your feelings are still what they were last April, tell me so at once. My affections and wishes are unchanged, but one word from you will silence me on this subject forever.”

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wishfulthinking29 · 4 years

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All the asks 🤗

jasmine; what mythical creature do you wish actually existed?

mermaids!

lavender; soundcloud or vinyls?

soundcloud

primrose; what book does everyone right now need to read?

The Traveling Cat Chronicles

lunar mist; do you like wearing other people’s shirts/jackets?

yes! primarily one persons, they know why they are :)

bird of paradise; what was the best thing that happened to you this month?

:) :) talking to that one special someone again.

gardenia; what’s a promise you’ve recently made to yourself?

to love myself more. or at least to try

lion’s fairytale; would you rather be the sky, the ocean or the forests?

the ocean

whirling butterflies; would you kiss the last person you kissed again?

i don’t want to but ://

marmalade skies; do you plan your outfits?

no i don’t, I just pick out whatever and get ready in like 10 minutes lmao

apricot drift; how do you feel right now?

happy!

everlasting daisy; what’s the last dream you remember having?

it was weird... i was in prison?? with my coworkers??

queen’s cup; what are you craving right now?

CHINESE FOOD, ALWAYS

lavender dream; turn ons/offs?

turn ons? honestly, loyalty, and communication.

turn offs? argumentative people, people who complain all the time but never do anything to fix their problems

water lilly; when was the last time you cried? why?

probably in the car today?? i didn’t like CRY cry, but just a lil bit lol.

lily of the valley; did the one person who hurt you most in your life apologize?

yes but it was a fake apology.

winterberry; do you bite or lick your ice cream?

LICK, I’M NOT AN ANIMAL

honey perfume; favorite movie ever?

Snowglobe

desert rose; do you like yourself?

depends on the day you ask me lol. today? ehhhh maybe but I’m working on it

snapdragon; have you ever met or seen in person a celebrity?

unfortunately nooooo

night owl; how many countries have you visited?

none :((

heliotrope; have you ever been in a castle?

noooo

creams and sky; what’s the craziest/bravest thing you’ve done?

I’m not really a crazy kinda person but?? i guess sex in public?? lmfao

lantana; what’s on your mind right now?

her :) :) always

pumpkin patch; what’s your zodiac sign?

cancer :( i’m a crybaby lol

tulip; name 5 facts about yourself.

1. I’m so kind people take advantage of me.

2. I love animals!! so much!!

3. I love cooking!

4. I love reading!! even though I haven’t read much lately :((

5. I’m scared to drive or be in a car anymore.

daphne; do you believe in karma?

yes, a million times yes

queen of the meadow; ever been in love?

definitely. and not just “love”, i mean the true, real, raw kinda love you see in movies :)

wisteria; whom do you admire and why?

her. because she is so brave, and caring, smart, loving, and forgiving and so so beautiful. so gorgeous in every single way.

angel’s face; what was your favorite bedtime story as a child?

i had so many!!

remember me; did you make someone laugh today?

i hope so

iris; do you believe in ghosts?

omg yes to the point i get afraid to walk in a dark room.. or a light room lmao

lilac; if you could go back in time which time period would you visit?

THE 60s. PEACE LOVE (and drugs lmao)

caramel kisses; would you want to live forever? why/why not?

only if it were with her

primula; what makes you sad?

a lot of things.

rain lily; was today typical? why/why not?

yeah, I usually go to the grocery store on my days off

queen anne’s lace; who do you trust the most?

my grandma and my aunt

lady’s slipper; what did you have for breakfast today?

cold pizza

forget me not; do you have any regrets looking back in your life?

too many

lunaria; what’s your favorite fictional universe?

Harry Potter!!

violet; favorite tv show?

Breaking Bad or The L Word are my all time favorites but I have so many!!

sunflower; share a favorite quote.

i’ll reblog it after I post this

snowdrop; what does your ideal day look like?

it would consist of absolutely fucking nothing lmao, just laying in bed, watching netflix and CHINESE FOOD

tiger lily; do you have any hobbies?

i used to

peony; share a small random book passage that means something to you.

there’s too many :(( but it would most definitely be from Milk and Honey

tea rose; what’s something you always wanted to do but were too scared?

cut people out of my life lol

honeysuckle; do you usually date people your age or older/younger?

older bc folks my age be playing lol

sweet pea; who means the world to you? why?

her because she’s always been there for me, always loved me and cared about me no matter what and even after years of not talking at all. she’s my soul mate

love in the mist; best books you’ve ever read?

there’s so many, but probably anything from the Thoroughbred series. Or Indefensible.

foxglove; who is your favorite cartoon character?

Bobby Hill

magnolia; coffee or tea?

tea of course!!

crown imperial; would you rather be extremely rich or extremely loved?

extremely loved

snowflake; are you a dog or a cat person?

both, i can’t choose!!

bell flower; what is your biggest addiction?

my biggest addiction will always be cutting. i can get away from drugs and the people who gave them to me but i can’t get away from myself and my own thoughts

cosmos; do you ever think about the galaxy?

yes, definitely

moonflower; what’s your favorite color?

crimson!! or any dark red

freesia; do you have a good relationship with your parents and siblings? why/why not?

lmaooooo not really

sundrop; are you a morning or a night person?

night, all the way. the moon has my heart

poppy; have you ever dealt with a mental illness?

yes, every day

clover; how would your friends describe you?

hopefully that i’m kind and loving and caring..

dandelion; do you consider yourself and extrovert or an introvert?

introvert

lilly; what’s something you love watching/reading but you are too embarrassed to admit you do?

straight porn lmao

anemone; describe yourself in 3 words.

loving, caring, smart

lotus; best memory as a child?

any trip to Hilton Head Island. Or my grandma singing “you are my sunshine” or my aunt singing that song “zippity do da, zippity a, my oh my what a wonderful day“

angelonia; what is your eye and hair color?

my eyes are blue and my hair is like blonde/brownish

dahlia; do you like crystals?

yes!

buttercup; if you could change one thing in the world, what would it be?

all the hate and racism going on

baby’s breath; what’s your hogwarts house?

Gryffindor

calendula; biggest pet peeve?

messy people lmao

blanker flower; would you rather go to a cocktail party with your best friends or stay home and read a book/watch a movie with your pet?

stay home!!

blazing star; share a secret.

but if i shared it, it wouldn’t be a secret now would it??

carnation; would you rather live longer or happier?

happier

petunia; who’s story is your biggest inspiration in life? why?

i don’t knooooowww

bluebell; do you wear glasses?

yes bc i’m blind as fuck

nymphea; forest or river?

river

orchid; do you like exercise?

depends on the day lmao

pansy; do you like poetry?

yes, a million times yes

morning glory; any special talent that you have?

hmmm.. idk if this counts as a special talent but i’m really good at giving head lmfaoooo

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katoptrjs · 5 years

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Why I’m a Slytherin

I do most things for my own benefit, and I’m not afraid to admit that.

I never admit my faults though: “lol wtf i didn’t do that?/&/)1”

I’m nice to e v e r y b o d y. I’ll only be rude if you insult me. No insults = great friendship!!

I’m honest with my friends when they need it, but also comforting when I can tell they’re hurting.

I’m strangely interested in the mentally ill/disturbed?? Apparently that’s a common trait for Slytherins

I work smart, not just hard

I’m self-centered but I won’t admit it lol

I plan bomb-ass surprise parties

I freak out when something doesn’t go my way, because I’ve worked so hard (most of the time)

I remember things about my friends. Small things.

I have many passions and ambitions, and overwhelm myself with plans for the future sometimes

I fight for the people I love, and let go of the toxic people in my life. Even if it takes a while

Random creative stories, life plans and bucketlists come up in my mind at, like, 3 am

I unintentionally flirt with others... or intentionally, because I’m strange like that

I have so many inside jokes with my friends

I have creative-ass insults

r e v e n g e

I’m a great leader, but I often feel like I have too much responsibility on my shoulders

I break the rules, but only the stupid-ass ones. With caution, too

“what the fuck even is sleep”

I tend to push the limits to see how much I can get away with

Some of my closest friends don’t even know the shit I’ve done

I glance at people who are crying, and then walk away usually

I sit down, and just decide to be in a bad mood

I insult people (anybody, doesn’t matter) unintentionally, or even intentionally, if I’m mad

I stand up for MYSELF.

I’m living on this Earth for me, me and only me. If me and my friend are both dying, you already know I’m picking myself to save and leaving my friend there lol bye (i’d regret it though)

I believe I’m not good enough, but don’t tell anyone

The last pizza slice/cookie is mine. MINE BITCH

I fear rejection a fuck ton. I often feel like I’m not good enough, or that somebody would pick another over me, just ‘because’

I usually do things because people say I can’t, or because I know I’ll excel at it

I have more house pride than I do pride for anything else

I will 100% be salty to anybody if I’m not in the mood— even my friends

I won’t forgive you until you dealt with same pain I did

Respect is earned, not given away

I’ll break all your bones if you fuck with me or my friends

I’ll be nice, but just get to know me and I’ll annoy you soon enough lmao

“fuck, i didn’t study, can i copy your test answers later?”

^^ or, “i studied, but i forgot everything???”

I SWEAR SO FUCKING MUCH AND EVERYONE HATES IT SHITSHITSHIT

I couldn’t give less of a cowshit about the people who dislike me; that’s their fault

^^ but at the same time, I’m scared of people rejecting me, especially if I’ve warmed up to them, or if they didn’t even give me a chance

I talk out loud to myself sometimes

I’m stubborn (or persistent, if you will), and I usually don’t care who I’m affecting to get what I want

I love writing and playing the piano

Music is fucking therapy bro

My friends’ happiness is mine, but their success is my jealousy

^^ but I can also be your biggest cheerleader when you’re pursuing your dream

I act underhandedly. teehee

Not only do I want to be on top, I want to prevent others from getting there, too

When someone asks me what I want to be when I grow up, my answer is the same as it was when I was 5

I hate when people say “you don’t understand” to me

Saying “fuck this” after not understanding something, but never crying over it

Having abusive parents, but dealing with it. Never crying.

Making friends with somebody because they seem “like me”

Laughing slightly at other people’s problems when they rant to me. Only when it’s honestly stupid, though

I shower at fucking 10pm!!

I roll my eyes more than I breathe

I fight hard in arguments, and even harder when I know I’m wrong. Yes, wrong.

I either work all night on something, or don’t start it at all

I stand up for my friends when someone is doing them wrong

I’m a good listener when it comes to people’s problems, not ideas

I only keep my own secrets

I share people’s secrets to know others’

I hear more peoples’ secrets without revealing any of mine

Being angry for 2037281 fucking years after not getting what I want

“Do you swear? Because I do. Are you comfortable with that?”

LYING M A S T E R.

I come up with excuses, not apologies

I’ll shoot excuses at you until you believe I’m not guilty (when I really am)

I’m genuinely proud of my accomplishments

I hate being alone. I hate it. So fucking much. I need my beautiful friends in my life.

Ignorant people annoy me. They ask a dumb question, when the answer is obvious.

I can forgive, but I don’t forget. Ever. Who’s to say somebody won’t do the same mistake again?

Being envied high-key makes me happy, shit

I put so much work and effort into something I know people will be reacting to, so I can earn their praise

I can tell if somebody is lying right away

I’m a slut for (envious) compliments, and will push myself to get them

I talk about my problems, and then stop halfway through, because I think the person who’s listening thinks I’m boring/annoying them

“it’s okay. i want to die. but i mean, it’s okay”

I insult people more than usual when they’re not doing things the way I want them to. It’s normally as a joke, but the insult’s pretty harsh

“no one gives a shit about school.”

Not clapping for people I’m jealous of after they share something, because I ‘don’t think they deserve it’

I WILL NEVER ADMIT TO JEALOUSY

I’m the mom friend. But, the mom that tells others your secrets. Or, the mom that watches you like a hawk to ensure that you’re okay

I have just as much confidence as a Gryffindor, but for confrontation, not stupid things

If I want things done the right way, they’ll be done my way

I often say “shut up” to people when I have a really good point to make

I take advantage of others sometimes. But I do it so well that they don’t even notice.

I only work with others when I know I can’t do it by myself

I do things to people just to see them cry or get upset if I’m mad at them

Being pitied lets me get what I want. That’s why I act upset often

“Are you okay?”

(Me) “I’m fine”

(Me) “But, this one bitch said—“

I’ll probably tell you if you’re boring me

I’m charming, ngl. Like, everybody that I’ve liked has fucking liked me back. Wow

I’m still a good friend. When I feel like I’m slipping away from my friends, I’ll hang around them more, and let my guard down

^^ I don’t do that to continue hearing their secrets or whatever, but because I genuinely love them

My alignment is ‘neutral evil’ yeet

Laughing at someone who falls or messes up with their words, because their reaction is funny

I think of comebacks before I fucking cream someone in a roast battle

My arguments usually end with me saying: “it doesn’t matter what you fucking think anyway, you know you’re wrong.” or just simply “sure. fuck you.”

Emotional friends? I usually roll my eyes when they walk up to me, tears streaming down their face. I make sure they don’t see my reaction, though

HAVE I MENTIONED THAT I’M MANIPULATIVE

I even ruin my fucking family’s day because I don’t get what I want from them

I want a tattoo. I will get a tattoo.

I gossip so goddamn much, but I cripple whenever I hear somebody talking about me badly

My first thought when someone upsets me is: “Kill them” lol bye

I don’t want power, I want the envy of others from having it.

I’m physical. Especially to the people I like

I’m a loyal friend, and often give my closest friends second chances. More than two, actually

I like coffee. Like

I have dark, straight hair

I’m so good at getting what I want, I even surprise myself

I do things to please others, because again, I fear rejection

I’m a different person when I’m alone— I can be more emotional

I’m more fun when I’m with others

I only cry when I have to

I turn everything into a competition; “she got applause? i’ll make sure that i get more.”

Green and silver aren’t my favourite colours, but I’m willing to say they are, because: house pride, baby

When manipulating people, if I ever feel bad, I’ll continue to manipulate them, because I’m too close to getting what I want to give up. << That makes me sound sociopathic, but if it’s a friend, I’ll most likely stop. Most likely

I tend to think of myself above others sometimes... oops

I let my guard down when I’m tired.

I’ve always feared being bullied, or being ‘not good enough’

Ya girl has fucking eye bags and pimples but doesn’t give a shit about them!!

^^ (yes I do)

I swear in front of friends who don’t like swearing, and then repeatedly say: “i didn’t say ‘fuck’, i said ‘frick’!” AND NOT NOTICING I JUST SWORE AGAIN LMFAO

I insulted these little kids hardcore once, just to earn laughs from my friends!/&2!:2 (they did it too, though)

“i don’t care if i’ve said it already, i’ll say it a-fucking-gain until you understand”

My parents are both Slytherins

I come up with a lot of ‘what if’ situations, and come up with the absolute worst thoughts

Scary movies are cool, but not when I’m alone

My dumbass lowkey laughs at scary shit sometimes

I TALK SO FAST BECAUSE I HAVE SO MUCH SHIT TO SAY

“welcome to my world, it’s called ‘i don’t give a fuck about you or your feelings’ ... ‘but if you’re my friend i’ll make sure you’re safe and happy bby’

I either comfort my friend when they’re sad to ensure that they’ll be okay after, or just leave them there to deal with it by themselves

I care about my friends feelings, and I want to make them (especially) laugh when they’re upset

Everything. I. Do. Is. For. My. Own. Benefit

I won’t admit that I like something because I don’t want to like something that a person I don’t like, likes (does that make sense?! who fucking cares lol)

I insult my friends more than others, because I think they can deal with it better

I make a good first impression, wanting to please people, because I fear rejection lolol

Water is a beautiful thing, and even though I can’t swim (lolol fuck) I love going to the beach and staying in the shallow end yeehaw

I overreact about something someone said/did because I’ve been wanting to snap at them all day

I’m chivalours, boi

“fucking hell, i dropped my fatass water bottle. shit.”

If someone drops something, I’ll stare at it until another person picks it up, instead of me picking it up

I’ll do nice things, because I’m not an *coughs* animal! I’m not all bad, yk

I’m popular. Are you jealous yet? LOL XD M8

When my friend tells me to do something, I’ll tell someone else to do it for me. Unless it’s something easy

I have second thoughts about being in Slytherin sometimes, and take the Pottermore quiz again, just to ensure myself

“lin, that’s unsafe”

“i know. that’s why i’m doing it”

I’m the most inappropriate, rude, dirty-minded, potty-mouthed of all my friends

I quote vines or people I love daily

Meeting my idols is huge for me, because I look up to them so fucking much

I don’t try out for certain teams because I know I’ll humiliate myself. I won’t say that’s the reason, though

I get ready for myself. I don’t care how shitty you think I look, because I think I look great, bitch

Doing something repeatedly after someone tells me I’m doing it wrong, or to stop doing it

“i can’t do it? watch me, asshole”

I’m always giving people attitude, sometimes unintentionally

I respect my teachers, because I don’t want to get in trouble. I just insult them quietly. Hardcore insults, though.

I fight for things I’m passionate about, and I’m not afraid to stand up for it even if I’m the only one supporting it

I won’t quit an argument until the other person admits that they’re wrong

I’m good at finding things (out)

I will purposely say: “they’re mad at me. but i don’t give a shit” to somebody, when my friend who’s mad at me is around

I do embarrassing things, and when I’m caught, I try not to show my embarrassment

I deal so well with pain, that you wouldn’t even know I was going through any if you looked at me

I don’t filter what I say. People don’t deserve the sugar-coated version of my insult

“i’m not rude, people are just too soft.”

Yes, I regret things. Yes, I apologize. Yes, I’m kind. But only to my friends, and anyone else whom I love with all of my heart

I guess you could say I pick my friends wisely

I struggle alone, hey hey hey!

I tell people the sugar-coated version of my problems, because I know if I told them the real version, they would call the police to take me to a new home or something

I know when to not do something, because I think about what would happen in the future

I know when to end a friendship, because it’s not benefiting me, mentally

I don’t feel bad when I’ve hurt people’s feelings when the insult really wasn’t that rude

I don’t really like learning, but I do when it’ll get me somewhere I want to be

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