why are all fast paced books incredibly boring
why are all fast paced books incredibly boring
TWD bts of 4x03
trying to gif shrios is the most painful experience
I have so many feelings about Heaven Official's Blessing ever since I started and finished it today
@walkinstars (izumi) asked: “Are you okay?!” (accepting)
for someone who has given up hope of properly walking again (though the chance still exists), kaname certainly has a tendency to push their luck. granted, it’s not like they could do nothing― they could still rise to their feet, and with some care and difficulty (and preferably something to lean against), they could still make shuffle or drag themself where they needed to go. typically this would be reserved for situations and places that were not so wheelchair-accessible (which is still pretty commonplace), but sometimes, not so much. kaname is reckless, after all― fatally so, really, and this is no exception. with no one currently in the room with them to tell them this is a terrible idea and a stack of papers (budget sheets for the current project that kaname very much needs) sitting on the desk a few feet away... well, it couldn’t hurt to try and take just a few steps to get it, right? so what if they don’t have someone immediately by their side to catch them if they fall? they’ll be fine― they’ve pushed their atrophied legs harder in physical therapy, even just yesterday.
but here in newdi’s meeting room, there are no guard rails for them to hold onto, nothing to catch themself on if they fall.
and fall they do, left foot catching on right heel on a too-hasty step on their way to the desk, sending them falling forward. their head hits the desk hard on the way down, drawing a loud hiss of pain from the producer right along with the shock of impact that knocks the wind from their lungs. it stings, too, right where they hit their head― and when the draw their hand back from pressing against it to try and alleviate that sting, they realize why. the impact broke skin, and although the cut isn’t so big (as far as they can tell, anyway, though they don’t know for sure), it bleeds almost excessively, as head wounds do. which makes it seem much more serious than it might be.
and sadly, that’s exactly how izumi finds them. what a sight they must make― collapsed on the floor, blood dripping down the side of their face and soaking those bandages covering their long-missing eye. it must be frightening, no? panic-inducing? because it certainly is for kaname, who feels that this is a little too familiar for their tastes and quickly pulls their bloodied hand away from their line of vision as panic begins to set in.
❝i-i’m fine,❞ kaname stammers uselessly as they pointedly look away from izumi too. ❝i just― i thought i could reach it, and i almost did, but i had a bit of a spill. hit my head coming down. i-i don’t think it’s as bad as it looks though. but― i, um. i can’t look. it’s... too much. so, uh... would you? help me, i mean. would you help me. i just... would rather not have to see and feel all that blood more than i already have.❞
heaven forbid they have to remember the last time they saw and felt blood staining their skin and sticking to them so uncomfortably in a nightmarish scene, after all.
deep breaths, though, they remind themself. it’ll be fine. you can do this, you can get over this. don’t panic, just breathe, don’t think about before. just focus on getting this cleaned up and taken care of instead.
far easier said than done, but they try their best anyway, if only because they’re no longer alone in the room and can no longer afford to have a meltdown again, lest izumi have to see them some how even more pathetic than they already were.
god, anything but that, please.
I do feel they should have left Madge in the movie adaptation of The Hunger Games.
Ok back to roller derby- day five, folks! Day five!!!!!
For Chapter 4.
I will have it unevenly split in 2 parts. The layout for this chapter is everything so I don’t want to mess it up by having to remove text boxes.
It won’t count as chapter 5.
Also! Hopefully this comes out tomorrow!
HUZZAH I ACED IT 🎉🎊🎉🎊
fffff went back and aimlessly scrolled some reviews for books in my read history. Congrats to the anonymous person who described Gideon as a novel for CW fans
Ik this is an unpopular gym opinion but I’m actually really excited for Jade Carey to compete in the all around. I first got into the gymternet during Rio, and seeing everyone freak out about this JO gymnast come out of nowhere with insane tumbling was one of the things that kept me engaged in the post-Olympic year. I’ve always enjoyed her somewhat effortless, clean style of tumbling and she just seems like genuinely the sweetest person off the mat. It was cool to see how much her and Riley improved each other’s weaker events when they started training together and watching her go from unknown to consistent US specialist to a top US AAer has been super fun! In a sport where so often really talented athletes explode on to the scene and then burnout with injuries, its really nice to root for an athlete who has genuinely improved and gained so many new skills in just a few years
Anyway i <3 jade carey, she has everything to be proud of, and I just wanted to see one positivity post for her on my dash before AA tomorrow
Anyone else just get immediately tense and anxious when someone is on the phone and another person starts talking around them
ME READING THE MIDDLE PART OF THE NEW UNDER THE KNIFE CHAPTER:
ME READING THE ENDING:
@sariasprincy if you are trying to kill me just say that 😭😭
I just checked and csm only has 97 chapters wow that’s so short
this Margaret Atwood book is going on forever...
Mi sono sempre fidata del mio istinto. Il mio istinto non ha mai avuto torto. Le mie sensazioni di pancia, il senso di prossimità delle cose ha sempre rivelato la verità. Oppure potrebbe essere che funziona la legge dell’universo secondo cui siamo capaci di attrarre quello che vogliamo intensamente e però io non avrei mai voluto intensamente che tu ti innamorassi di un’altra, eppure, anche se non me lo hai detto io l’ho capito. E poi dei piccoli indizi alla pollicino me lo hanno confermato. Credevo che non ci fosse spazio per l’innamoramento e la verità è che il mio istinto mi dice che tu non sei ancora arrivato alla consapevolezza a cui sono arrivata io, ovvero io so che tu ti innamorerai, perché sarà così, ma non di me e tu questo non lo sai ancora. E il mio istinto, che non so se è come l’istinto di tutti, una volta mi avrebbe condotto a lottare per vincerti, senza riuscirci, perché la lotta in questi casi non ha senso, questi sono i casi in cui devi saper voltare le spalle, anche la vittoria sarebbe una sconfitta, malata sin dall’inizio, forzata e mai porterà a soddisfazione. Lo so, troppe volte ho voluto andare contro il percorso naturale e anche le vittorie sapevano di amaro, non erano vittorie affatto. Quindi adesso che so per certo che non sei mio, lo so per certo perché leggo dentro le persone e sento quello che non dicono, quello che mascherano da altro, so che ti ho perso, ma fin troppo s’è trascinato il dolore e spesso certe relazioni che vanno avanti senza una forma per troppo tempo soffrono e devono cessare perché non sono adeguate evidentemente agli scopi di vita e al bisogno di espressione personale, come potrebbe essere altrimenti? Anche stavolta sono arrivata tardi, ho dovuto attendere segnali evidenti per piegarmi al mio istinto che già da tempo, in anticipo sulla vita, mi aveva avvertito, eppure la speranza.
E allora eccomi qui, in ritardo, ma non troppo, a concentrarmi su di me, con nessuno scopo preciso se non quello di crescere e creare qualcosa per rendere migliore anche il prossimo.
i think the reason the end of the video kinda spooks you is because it was totally unexpected- we'd had suspenseful music for a while when dream was making the portal, and when sapnap died, it stopped. then dream enters the portal and you think 'oh! i know how this goes!' you think 'he's gonna find a fortress soon', because why would you have any reason to think otherwise?
then the nether comes into view and its a netherrack wall, not the landscape you expected. then you see george out of the corner of your eyes. then dream dies.