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mazeinthemiroh · 1 year
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recommend me a song
trying to revamp my many many playlists and also trying to listen to different artists so comment some recs down below please :D
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encantoartdump · 2 years
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So here's this. Isabela and *cringe* Bubo. I made a smallll edit...
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I call her Bitsy.
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inkskinned · 11 months
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so one of the things that's so horrifying about birth control is that you have to, like, navigate this incredibly personal choice about your body and yet also face the epitome of misogyny. like, someone in the comments will say it wasn't that bad for me, and you'll be utterly silenced. like, everyone treats birth control like something that's super dirty. like, you have no fucking information or control over this thing because certain powerful people find it icky.
first it was the oral contraceptives. you went on those young, mostly for reasons unrelated to birth control - even your dermatologist suggested them to control your acne. the list of side effects was longer than your arm, and you just stared at it, horrified.
it made you so mentally ill, but you just heard that this was adulthood. that, yes, there are of course side effects, what did you expect. one day you looked up yasmin makes me depressed because surely this was far too intense, and you discovered that over 12,000 lawsuits had been successfully filed against the brand. it remains commonly prescribed on the open market. you switched brands a few times before oral contraceptives stopped being in any way effective. your doctor just, like, shrugged and said you could try a different brand again.
and the thing is that you're a feminist. you know from your own experience that birth control can be lifesaving, and that even when used for birth control - it is necessary healthcare. you have seen it save so many people from such bad situations, yourself included. it is critical that any person has access to birth control, and you would never suggest that we just get rid of all of it.
you were a little skeeved out by the implant (heard too many bad stories about it) and figured - okay, iud. it was some of the worst pain you've ever fucking experienced, and you did it with a small number of tylenol in your system (3), like you were getting your bikini line waxed instead of something practically sewn into your body.
and what's wild is that because sometimes it isn't a painful insertion process, it is vanishingly rare to find a doctor that will actually numb the area. while your doctor was talking to you about which brand to choose, you were thinking about the other ways you've been injured in your life. you thought about how you had a suspicious mole frozen off - something so small and easy - and how they'd numbed a huge area. you thought about when you broke your wrist and didn't actually notice, because you'd thought it was a sprain.
your understanding of pain is that how the human body responds to injury doesn't always relate to the actual pain tolerance of the person - it's more about how lucky that person is physically. maybe they broke it in a perfect way. maybe they happened to get hurt in a place without a lot of nerve endings. some people can handle a broken femur but crumble under a sore tooth. there's no true way to predict how "much" something actually hurts.
in no other situation would it be appropriate for doctors to ignore pain. just because someone can break their wrist and not feel it doesn't mean no one should receive pain meds for a broken wrist. it just means that particular person was lucky about it. it should not define treatment.
in the comments of videos about IUDs, literally thousands of people report agony. blinding, nauseating, soul-crushing agony. they say things like i had 2 kids and this was the worst thing i ever experienced or i literally have a tattoo on my ribs and it felt like a tickle. this thing almost killed me or would rather run into traffic than ever feel that again.
so it's either true that every single person who reports severe pain is exaggerating. or it's true that it's far more likely you will experience pain, rather than "just a pinch." and yet - there's nothing fucking been done about it. it kind of feels like a shrug is layered on top of everything - since technically it's elective, isn't it kind of your fault for agreeing to select it? stop being fearmongering. stop being defensive.
you fucking needed yours. you are almost weirdly protective of it. yours was so important for your physical and mental health. it helped you off hormonal birth control and even started helping some of your symptoms. it still fucking hurt for no fucking reason.
once while recovering from surgery, they offered you like 15 days of vicodin. you only took 2 of them. you've been offered oxy for tonsillitis. you turned down opioids while recovering from your wisdom tooth extraction. everything else has the option. you fucking drove yourself home after it, shocked and quietly weeping, feeling like something very bad had just happened. the nurse that held your hand during the experience looked down at you, tears in her eyes, and said - i know. this is cruelty in action.
and it's fucked up because the conversation is never just "hey, so the way we are doing this is fucking barbaric and doctors should be required to offer serious pain meds" - it's usually something around the lines of "well, it didn't kill you, did it?"
you just found out that removing that little bitch will hurt just as bad. a little pinch like how oral contraceptives have "some" serious symptoms. like your life and pain are expendable or not really important. like maybe we are all hysterical about it?
hysteria comes from the latin word for uterus, which is great!
you stand here at a crossroads. like - this thing is so important. did they really have to make it so fucking dangerous. and why is it that if you make a complaint, you're told - i didn't even want you to have this in the first place. we're told be careful what you wish for. we're told that it's our fault for wanting something so illict; we could simply choose not to need medication. that maybe if we don't like the scraps, we should get ready to starve.
we have been saying for so long - "i'm not asking you to remove the option, i'm asking you to reconsider the risk." this entire time we hear: well, this is what you wanted, isn't it?
#where's the word woman in this u might wonder if u suck#good news i am nonbinary and have a uterus so that is something that can happen#im also gender fluid tho which means im immune to certain psychic damage bc if u call me a woman i'll be like <3 okay <3#writeblr#the tightrope of ''ppl need access to this''#and like also#''what the fuck is going on over there'' is like. so difficult as an activist#i was <3 punctured <3 during mine#and almost bled out on the table :) they didn't have anyone standing by bc it's ''just a little insertion''#so i started crashing and i vaguely remember apologizing for the fuss as i heard my heart rate monitor start going <3 tachycardic <3#she wasn't even a bad doctor tbh#ps btw the reason i even HAD a heart monitor is that i have a genuine heart condition and they knew GOING IN that there was a chance#i'd crash on the table#like my heart just likes to do fun little tricks and <3 stop working <3 (i do not want to discuss the specifics ty i am okay im ontop of it#and they were like 'oh u will be fine' and then she did do a puncture thru my uterus . pop!#and im sitting there dizzy and feeling my heartrate start to drop bc it feels almost. beautiful. like. the whole ground just#woosh! out from under you. and shit is like grey's anatomy. i'm looking up at her grey eyes#she's old she wears this nice shawl she's like got Cool Lesbian vibes and people are sprinting into the room#from other parts of the clinic unrelated to me. while the monitor is like a little aria singing#and shes like hey youre okay stay awake stay with me something went wrong we have to keep trying#and i remember thinking - i was trying to think of nice things. i have so many beautiful places that now overlap#with this terrible memory#i became dimly aware that there was too much on her wrists and hands. like#that was too many liters#and then when they had finished all this. i packed up and drove myself home#i have had (bad thing) happen to me. and the same feeling happened after#that numb almost lamblike bleating. you cry without noise. like. ur body is so shocked and ur mind so empty#you just stare at the road and everything everything is happening behind glass and static and you are standing so far away from it#while you hold ur hands at 10 and 2. and something in ur brain is SCREAMING at you - IT WAS BAD AND IT SHOULDNT HAVE HAPPENED#and ur just watching the alarms in your body going off and youre thinking. a little pinch! ha. i think i just lost something important.
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zephyrchama · 6 days
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Water Wrinkles
Seven demon brothers sat solemnly in a circle around you. You did your best to ignore them. It wasn't often that you got to spend time at the human world villa, and you were intent on soaking up as much sun as you could before returning to the Devildom.
You reclined your beach chair back, crossing your arms under your still-wet hair. It was a gorgeous day. Perfect for being at the pool.
Leviathan let out a muffled sob. As the demon with the highest affinity for water, he blamed himself.
"Let us take you to a hospital," Satan insisted for the tenth time.
"They're going to laugh us out of the ER," you nonchalantly repeated.
Satan lowered his eyes and muttered, "I couldn't find any traces of a curse in the water... So how...?"
Asmodeus had his head in his hands, unresponsive. Sometimes his fingers curled around the ends of his hair. You briefly glanced over to make sure he didn't pull his hair out - that would be grounds for a real emergency.
"I can't bear to watch. Lucifer, do somethin'," Mammon whined. He was fidgeting all over the place and winced whenever he looked at your feet.
The oldest glared at you. You knew it was out of concern, but his fears were unfounded. Even Lucifer refused to listen to reason when he thought you were in danger.
"Actually, yeah. Lucifer, can you pass me a towel?" you asked. It was embarrassing having seven shirtless demons intensely staring at you. If they wouldn't let you go back in the water, maybe covering up would make you feel less self-conscious.
Lucifer didn't move. It was Beelzebub who plucked a spare towel off his younger twin and handed it to you with a shaking arm. He looked like a wet puppy, having been the one who first discovered your "condition" and swept you out of the pool.
Belphegor hadn't gone in the water that day. He only hogged the plush towels because of how comfortable they were and, following Beelzebub's lead, dumped them all onto your chair. Now he sat, wide awake. He was anxiously squeezing a loose chunk of concrete but at some point, without realizing, it got crushed to powder in his hand.
You had more than enough towels now.
"In half an hour you're going to forget this all even happened," you said to reassure the worry warts.
"In half an hour, you might be gone!" Mammon snapped back.
"You're going to be a wrinkled mess of skin and bones," Asmodeus weeped quietly.
Leviathan pressed his hands over his ears. Though, with nothing to cover his eyes he was forced to look at your wrinkled hands again. Based on the noises he was making, you'd think someone was torturing him.
"As I've said!" you reiterated. "All humans get wrinkly in water. Look, now that I'm drying off it's going back to normal."
Beelzebub grabbed your ankle, raising it for the brothers to observe at eye level. "I don't see a difference."
You didn't expect the sudden manhandling and slunk several inches down the lounge chair while the demons stared at your foot. Kicking and twisting your leg was futile. You modestly crossed your free leg.
"I think it's getting worse," Satan said.
"We need to take action," Lucifer decided.
Asmodeus was actively quivering now. Belphegor and Leviathan had crept behind you and started picking at your wrinkly fingers. You tried to swat them away to no avail.
"Give me 25 minutes! Literally! Probably even less, this will go away on its own! I just need to dry off."
"We need a solution now," Mammon asserted. The cogs in his brain were turning. "We need fire."
You tried to sit up, to jump up and stop Mammon before he burned the whole villa down in an attempt to dry you off, but Beelzebub had not let go and you stumbled. You grazed your knee on the concrete and winced.
A second round of panic overcame the demon brothers. Beelzebub let go, Lucifer picked you up, and Belphegor wrapped your knee with every available towel he could lay his hands on. Asmodeus and Leviathan were crying on each other's shoulders. Mammon came running back, oblivious to the second disaster that just occurred, with a flaming stick in his hand that Satan tried to keep at bay. If you got burnt on top of everything else, they'd probably go insane and destroy the human world.
In the midst of the chaos you caught a glimpse of your hand. It was practically dry. You couldn't even see the wrinkles anymore. You angrily wiggled in Lucifer's grasp as various hands fussed over you.
"Stay!!" you shouted over the clamor.
The brothers went tumbling to the ground, save for Lucifer who fought to stay rooted in place. You could finally hear yourself think again. There was primarily one thought on your mind.
"I just want to go swimming."
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silverwhittlingknife · 3 months
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poem: "accident report in the tall, tall weeds" by ada limón
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djarin · 8 months
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the way they both sidled up to each other. the way they kissed under the moonlight. the way they set and respected each other's boundaries. the hand holding, the thumb war, the gentle smile, the "you won." this is the queer representation i needed. queer people being unapologetically queer in all the gentle, sweet ways we know.
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parisoonic · 4 months
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pharawee · 3 months
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"I know you hate me now, but I'll spend as much time as it takes trying to make you fall in love with me again."
—MY STAND-IN · ตัวนาย ตัวแทน · 26 April 2024
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personishfive · 2 months
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in which: april 1st special
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tcfactory · 3 months
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Broken System
I love it when the System breaks and gets shut down permanently, but what if it left its marks on its main user? Shang Qinghua won't be able to get out of explaining this even if he really, really wanted to.
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omaano · 1 year
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Big Blue joins The Mandalorian Meets Hades Project!
#I was sitting on that dialogue for a week orz don't judge me here. their love language is insults#in my defence I forgot how to draw in the past weeks and needed to fuss with this a little to reset my brain#paz vizsla#dinpaz#pazdin#the mandalorian#the mandalorian fanart#hades au#din djarin#my art#I'm actively thinking about what trinkets to assign to Paz but if I don't post it now I never will#I figured Paz would be great in the Asterius role in-game even if he has more of a theseus like shit talking kind of vibe lol XD#Like make it a Din and Grogu vs Paz and Ragnar kind of battle#where Grogu can eventually three-shot the other kid but if Din so much as brushes past Ragnar he automatically instant loses#and will have to crawl back to beg for forgiveness#I didn't have it in me to draw out a pocket Paz next to pocket Din in the bg#and I don't trust myself any to make it to the arena in hades rn either XD I haven't booted up the game in months#so I had to rely on background screenshots from when I started this project lol#just enjoy how absolutely bit and massive Paz is okay? I can fret with my perfectionism in peace over here XD#never drawing that minigun again NEVER#next one should be Bo-Katan and co as the furies because I really want to draw up Axe and Koska as well#you know whenever I'll have some free time like in July XD#I'll save my very specific Hungarian issues with the Vizsla name because I'm too tired to type out all that rant here lol#BUT WHY IS IT WRITTEN WITH A “ZS” WHEN ABSOLUTELY NOBODY CAN PRONOUNCE IT RIGHT????#just write it with a Z or an S and let me have my peace please this is driving me up the wall every single time I think about it#why name the House/Clan after a hungarian dog breed when then nobody bothers to pronounce that ZS right??#it's not like anyone would know that you're dropping a letter there whatthehell why#you're robbing me of precious hours of sleep here every second week#*cough* okay maybe you are not spared from my rant oops
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marikodraws · 4 months
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Just a quick late Valentines doodle 👭💞
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bluerosety-blog · 8 days
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Izuku can't believe Kacchan is crying and is quick to give excuses like saying Katsuki is physically and mentally tired, because that's not like Kacchan at all. He can't see him vulnerable and can't fathom that the reason his childhood friend is crying is because the future he had thought of-them chasing and competing with each other-will come to an end. 💔🥺
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I'm sorry Kacchan, you are going to have to spell it out to him. 🥺 Take him to an amusement park and buy some crepes lol! 🤣 I feel sorry for Kacchan, but I still love them! 🤗💕
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i don't really want to get too logical about it, but perhaps another "above the table" reason for this battle not being centered around getting redemption for the ratgrinders is because this is a show meant for public consumption and "persuade your enemies to desert their cause and join you" was literally the trick of the final combat for the last intrepid heroes season. maybe there was an implicit understanding among the cast that the same gimmick would be perceived by some as being repetitive
and honestly?? i think the neverafter team had a helluva lot better shot converting the princesses to their side than any of the bad kids had in this battle. key members of the squad (okay, not tim, rip his conversation with rapunzel) made inroads with the princesses through good faith interaction with many of them earlier in the season. elodie and mira were the easiest gets because of elodie's history with gerard and mira's lack of true devotion to the cause, but ylfa had a genuine SHOT with la bete and pinocchio got very close with cinderella (who i think may have come over anyway once her allies were down, if i remember right?)
but there isn't a single ratgrinder they have that kind of relationship with. they've been pretty out-and-out hostile, despite moments such as adaine saving ruben from disintegrate and kristen offering maryanne gifts. maaaaybe you could make an argument for ruben and wanda, but brennan pointed out that once wanda showed up with his enemies and ATTACKED ruben's friends, it was over. oisin seemed like a potential option earlier in the season, but then he pulled the rug out from under adaine and tried to murder the entire student body via nepotism. there was no friendly relationship left to capitalize on after that. and maryanne has been characterized as having such an impenetrable mental wall that it's hard to guess where's she's at, even for the other ratgrinders.
plus, there's the whole basic conceit that the ratgrinders' minds are not completely their own. their agency has been traded away to a nameless god of rage. who's to say any persuasion check could overcome that? honestly, i think if it was a realistic play, brennan would have encouraged the players to try it, like he explicitly did for neverafter, laying out a mechanic for it. maybe we'd know more if kristen hadn't gotten a nat 1 on her buddy insight check, but i think that was the moment that any diplomatic level to this combat went out the window, because the dice dictated that kristen couldn't see buddy in there, and to willfully push ahead with that line of thinking would have been close to meta-gaming. they are playing characters as faithfully as possible, and those characters are stressed-out kids! they don't have the same emotional maturity of a 32-year-old divorced frog prince who really wants to be amicable with his ex-wife
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another art post so soon?! i'm having too much fun with these
+bonus from the ddvd au
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crystallinestars · 11 months
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Kissing Headcanons Part 4 (Venti, Zhongli, Gorou)
You can find the previous parts here: 1, 2, 3, 5, 6, 7
(Reader's gender is not mentioned)
Venti is very comfortable kissing any time and any place—the boy has very little shame and isn’t embarrassed to show the world just how much he loves you. He’s fond of kissing your cheeks or lips in greeting since he misses you when the two of you are apart. The bard is also fond of taking your hands in his and intertwining your fingers together before leaning in to touch the tip of his nose to yours. The way you smile and giggle while he rubs his nose against yours makes his heart feel airy and warm, and he laughs along with you. Your laughter makes him feel better whenever he’s feeling down; it’s a genuine comfort for him to see you happy.
Venti likes to bask with you under the warm sunrays that filter through the canopy of the great tree at Windrise. The two of you often lay in the grass together and watch the leaves rustle in the wind and the clouds pass overhead. Venti strums on the lyre for you, but what you don’t yet know is that the melody is a future ballad he will sing for you once he’s able to put his feelings for you into words. While your attention is focused on the clouds or his tune, Venti would turn his head to look at your serene face. He makes sure you aren’t paying attention to him because he doesn’t want you to see the longing and fondness in his eyes. Venti is so enamored with you that his own emotions overwhelm him until he succumbs to the urge to lean over and smooch your cheeks and forehead. His spontaneous affection surprises you, but you can’t help but giggle under his flurry of kisses. Venti smiles at having gotten you to laugh, but he also hopes you feel as loved as he wants you to be.
Whenever you and Venti are apart during the day and you feel a gust of wind blow past you, know that the gentle caress of the breeze against your face is Venti’s way of giving you the kisses he can’t give you in-person. You are the only person capable of tethering the bard’s roaming heart, and he will forever be grateful to have someone as wonderful as you return his feelings. You mean the world to him, and he will make sure you know it once he finally completes his love ballad for you.
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While Zhongli can say a lot about the history of a great many things, he prefers to convey his feelings in more subtle ways. He uses many metaphors to tell you that he loves you, but if you don’t quite understand what he means—that’s ok. You’ll know how he feels through his touches since they are more straightforward than his words.
Zhongli is fond of holding your hands in his and brushing his thumbs over the backs of them, sometimes tracing the pads over your fingers as well. He also likes to tease you a little by kissing the backs of your hands in a gentlemanly way because he knows the gesture makes you flustered. The mirth in Zhongli’s eyes and the amused smile on his lips give away that he takes great enjoyment out of making your heart skip a beat for him. He may be old, but he still has a hidden mischievous streak.
Before kissing you, Zhongli always gazes at you with a look that is uncharacteristic of his dignified and professional persona. His sharp eyes soften, revealing the utmost tender emotions that he harbors for you in his heart, and his lips pull up in a gentle smile. He truly loves you and he won’t shy away from letting you know that.
Zhongli likes to lightly brush the knuckle of his index finger along your cheek in a loving caress, tracing the contours of the face he adores so much. He’ll wrap his other arm around your waist, gently pulling you towards him to press you flush against his torso. He angles his head and leans in to press his lips against yours in a firm yet loving kiss. His hand would glide from your cheek to your hair, running his fingers through your locks and holding the back of your head to keep you close. Zhongli likes to take his time while kissing you. His kisses are never rushed—his lips press against yours firmly yet gently, melding against yours in a slow, loving caress. The feel and taste of your lips, the warmth of your breath, the sensation of your hands on him—he takes all of them in. Zhongli wants to appreciate the present moments he spends with you in his arms because he knows your relationship won’t last forever. You eventually grow old much sooner than he will, so he takes advantage of your time together while he still can.
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Gorou would be very nervous to initiate kissing. He’ll want to, but he’s very unsure of how to ask for it since he lacks confidence. You could suggest kissing first to which he’d perk his ears and wag his tail, nervously agreeing with a light blush. However, if you don’t then after some time when Gorou feels like the moment is right, he will work up the courage to ask you if you wanted to move onto the next step of your relationship. His cheeks would be pink, and his ears would droop as his eyes look anywhere but you. Despite his nervousness, his words are heartfelt. He truly hopes you’ll agree. When you do, he’s overjoyed, and you’ll see his tail wag behind him rapidly. His happy smile truly is one of the most precious sights you’ve ever seen.
Gorou will take your hands in his and you’ll feel them trembling both from excitement and nerves, but Gorou will steel himself and persist. He’ll ask if you’re really sure about this. Even with your consent, he’ll still take it slow to give you time to back out in case you change your mind since he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable.
Once Gorou finally presses his lips to yours, you will have a very happy dog boy on your hands. Gorou won’t admit this, but he’s fantasized about what it would feel like to kiss you for a very long time, and the real thing simply didn’t compare to his imagination. His heart would race rapidly in his chest, but he’d also feel so warm and fuzzy inside, almost as if he could float away like a cloud. That’s how happy you make him feel. After you part from the chaste kiss, Gorou would look at you with the most lovestruck eyes. The kiss felt downright magical to him, and he swears you must have cast a spell on him because now he’s even more in love with you than he thought was possible. His tail will wag behind him, catching your attention. If Gorou sees you pay too much attention to it, he’ll grow flustered and apologize, but he’d be unable to stop his tail. He’s brimming with so much joy about having gotten this intimate with you that his body can’t contain it. Expect him to give you more kisses in the future, and perhaps even some possessive marks on the nape of your neck. The Watatsumi general can be surprisingly territorial.
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