Me Saying It’s Not My Friend Despite Not Knowing Wether That’s Truth Or Not: Ye I Saw Yellow Do Task

part 2 to this... the mutual parasocial relationship thickens

Ok alternatively she has nice tits but like-

So like?? Loba mains what are the pros of playing her

The only reason I want Loba is cause I suck at being a dps and for some reason I’m absolutely shit at Lifeline???? Like ok game, if I can’t keep them alive I’m gonna at least make sure they have good items

All the videos we’ve watched in Spanish the past 3 years are all just like music and crack had a baby with heroin

SHE ATE FOUNDATION

me waiting for my writing teachers to realize that the reason I write the same shit every year is because I don’t remember my child hood because of all the trauma that’s been inflicted on me:

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PARTY TIME

a story where the villain turns good and the hero turns bad except instead of some really heartfelt speeches the conversation goes like this:

villain: I don’t feel like destroying the city anymore ):

hero: well I fucking do

villain: wait wha-

🗡️ Stop looking for monsters under your bed

you are the monster 🗡️ villain/anti-hero prompts 🗡️ based on MNQN’s “What Have You Become?”

“I don’t know who you are anymore.” “Then you never knew me.”

“Care to watch the show? You can’t stop it, so you might as well enjoy it.” B grinned, sparks in their eyes and the air.

“Oh be quiet dear, this will all be over soon.”

“You say that we’re doing something different, that we’re making the right changes to protect people, but all I see are more corpses.”

“Are you sure this is the right thing to do?”

“Oh god, oh fuck…” A crumpled to their knees, helplessly watching B’s blood pool on the floor. “What did I do?”

“I… I think we’re the monsters here.”

“Did you actually think you could save them?” B laughed in disbelief.

“People die all the time, why would you be any different?”

A looked at the sky, avoiding B’s gaze. “The night is in everyone. Hope dies like stars, happiness crashes like meteors. The night remains.”

“If you do this, heaven will not know your name.” “They will know it, and they will fear it.”

“You asked for a savior, not a saint.”

Their face was carved from the malice of millions.

“They chose me. I must carry out my duty or thousands more will die.”

“That’s enough A! We’ve tried everything, hell, nearly lost everything too. One of us will die if we keep going...” “And we let them win?” “It’s the only way we get a happy ending.”

“I’ve been waiting to do this for a long time.”

“Why are you doing this? What did I ever do to deserve this?” “Don’t be naïve. You know exactly what you’ve done.”

“You should’ve seen the look on their faces. It was delicious.”

A collapsed, thoughts swirling in a mess of confusion and betrayal. Their arm stung. Their bones ached. Their heart hurt. “What happened to you?” “Nothing happened. You became weak.”

“I don’t want to do this. But it’s the only way out.”