#im sorry

A paranoid book nerd accompanied by his loyal assistant named John releases a phenomenon of great power into the world while trying to deal with his bright younger colleague whose love interest gets kidnapped by a white-haired villain?

I know exactly what show this is. Oh wait—

nwh spoilers

im sorry

kwishai:

imagine shipping an almost-canonship for six years only to see a literal ship from two different s t u d i o s to have more hope in becoming canon.

RAINBOW SNOWCONE SUPREMACY - DREAM ON TEAM JELSA CAUSE Y’ALL NEEDA LET IT GO

Just want to take a moment to check in with those of you who have been following me all of this time. I’m incredibly sorry for not being able to keep up with this blog as of late. It’s especially unfair to those of you with unanswered asks in my message box.

2021 has genuinely been the worst year of my adult life. First, I injured my knee halfway into January while working out in an attempt to live healthier physically and mentally. I am still injured with no end in sight. I spend all of my time inside sitting on my couch, unable to do much without feeling the pain. Despite how much I’ve rested my injury, it continues to get worse. I will likely need to get surgery, but my doctor has been dragging his feet so much that he hasn’t even confirmed or denied that yet. My house and mental well being are chaos as a result. I have been living the same day every day for 7+ months now and I still have no light at the end of the tunnel.

Then March rolled around, and my dog suddenly fell incredibly ill with no prior indication of a problem. He got better after taking some medication, had a very positive week following that, and suddenly passed away immediately after that. I never got to walk him again this year because of my injury. I had been dreaming of taking him to enjoy the botanical gardens since we got him last year, but then covid hit and then my injury. I have so much regret and I still blame myself.

I tried to get some help with my mental illness and wanted to see someone who specializes in childhood trauma. They are incredibly close by and well rated online. I never received a response from them, sadly. The military won’t pay me the disability I’m owed because I don’t have a proper diagnosis (despite being on antidepressants since 2015), but I can’t get a proper diagnosis if I can’t be seen. I also think I have untreated ADHD. It runs in my family and I have such incredibly bad executive disfunction that I have a breakdown over it every couple of days now that I’m trapped at home.

I visited home. And of course, I saw my abuser. My mom watches his child and talks to him regularly despite knowing that he’s abused me. The only thing he said to me was “sup?” I don’t know what to do with my family life any more. They clearly aren’t willing to cut my brother out of the family and nobody understands why I have a grudge against him because I don’t feel comfortable divulging my trauma to every single member of my family. It was traumatic enough the first time when my other brother was caught and I was questioned about it constantly for months.

My most recent stressor is that my husband may need to leave his job in the near future. I have no savings and am not currently in a physical condition where I can easily work. I’m worried that we won’t be able to make ends meet anymore and I find it incredibly stressful. At the same time though, I don’t want to express this to him because I don’t want him to stay at a job he’s miserable with. I’m just afraid of all the uncertainty that would arise

I am incredibly lucky to have such an understanding and supportive husband and a sweet little cat who spends her days with me, but this has been one of the most exhausting years of my life and words cannot even begin to describe how frustrated I am.

Sorry for the rant, but I just wanted to give you guys some insight. I’m sorry for letting you all down, but I’m just not strong enough to continue facing my trauma right now. It’s not for lack of caring. I would like to recommend some other trauma blogs to help you guys until I can figuratively and literally get back on my feet again:

@traumasurvivors

@recoverywithanasterisk

@csa-survivor-confessions

TLDR; I am not okay, but I genuinely hope all of you are. I’m sorry for not being able to keep up with this blog right now.

katy-l-wood:

I think he broke a record for the amount of NSFW jokes in this one.

Y'know, he kinda looks like my brother…..

Only more gay.

Im not going to judge, but for the (about) five people who have gone through my entire blog… thanks for making my week.

so uh I’m writing a oneshot for yandere akechi, as per my usual, and I’m on call with my best friend so here’s basically a rundown of how this goes, if y/n was like my best friend, who’s a sadist

akechi:I am the only one who actually cares about you, and our love shall not be unmatched

y/n: yeah no buddy, sorry not sorry but like I hate your guts, and actually have friends

akechi’s delusional ass: oh, it looks like I have more brainwashing to undo

just a note, i am kinda in the mood to write some potentially dirty stuff, so my askbox is open, especially if you’re horny

I’m very sorry

Goodbye…

Me sober: yes im trans

Me after exactly 2 marijuanas: beebop jesus said no wingwang for you motherfucker

su-n-s-e-t:

Before this place dies off, I wanna answer a few questions I never answered. Hope you all dont mind… ;; w ;; )>

A couple of requesters are asking to write about a specific colour/race and I’d just like to put out there that I don’t write about a specific colour. For example, I dont say specifically I will be writing about a white person, black person, Asian etc. I do this so that the story can relate to anyone who reads and not just of a specific colour or race. I will still take your request but I will not state the race ^.^ Thank you and I hope you understand. And also, I’m writing a Topp dogg smut right now so be prepared;)

hide-and-seekrets:

apologies to anyone who ever thought i was cool and reached out to me only to discover i am just a weird little hermit who can’t carry on a conversation to save my life