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#all of it hurts like a motherfucker.
winglesshopeful · 3 months
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I don't want to see another phlebotomy needle anywhere near me for as long as i can get away with.
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dragon-spaghetti · 1 month
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Chronic pain husk,, save me chronic pain husk,,,,
Days where he leans on the bar more than usual. Flying up/down the stairs being preferred over the pain in his knees, even though it feels as though even his feathers hurt after doing so. Sitting down hurts as much as standing so may as well just do his job to distract himself,,,
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examining your relationship with your art can be fun
but watch out
#examine too hard and you'll have a crisis#or *another crisis if you're like me#sometimes yeah i think about it too hard and then i get the intense prey instinct#to chuck my tablet into a field and then take off sprinting in the other direction#though i know id just come creeping back like a cautious but curious deer. get a little closer. run away#closer. jump back. poke the tablet and run away. come back and poke it again.#its the 'what am i doing? am i doing what i want to do? am i enjoying this? is it hurting me?'#will admit i have these thoughts every other day#ill have like a good bit of fully enjoying art & what im scribbling#and then suddenly ill wake up the next day and its terrifying and Too Much and huh??? HUH???#i want to draw but im so so scared <3 but im being sooooo brave about it <3#anyway i think we should all destroy our electronics and run screaming into the woods#OH MY GOD SOON I CAN DO THAT.#not the electronics - i mean the running into the woods part#oh im so excited. when its all too much i can just walk in nature with no one around#that Will fix me! for sure!#when the Art Fear™️ comes back i can just... go away for a few hours and touch some motherfucking grass#AND MAYBE FORAGE SOME CHICKEN OF THE WOODS. I AM DYING TO HARVEST WILD CHICKEN OF THE WOODS.#LITERALLY HAS BEEN A LIFE GOAL FOR YEARS NOW#when the Art Fear™️ creeps in i can get some big chickeney mushrooms and cook em up. refresh my soul....#absolutely unprompted#but yeah sometimes i wonder if im drawing for myself or others. like drawing for others is fine but... i think there's a fine line#am i balancing it? am i Indulging enough? am i doing what i want to do enough???#are my people-pleaser tendencies consuming me again? am i feeling Pressure? hm. yeah its crisis time#am i living how i want. am i enjoying how i want. am i interacting with welcome home the way i want to.#i think im going to go do the dishes....
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greelin · 8 months
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well they included bite marks AND blood on his mouth the morning after. please respect my privacy at this time
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dailykugisaki · 2 months
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Day 123 | id in alt
Sorry Shoko, you gotta act professional around this one student because her technique is corrosive.
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cat-mentality · 6 months
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Love doomed Team Soulfire.
Because they all love so very deeply don't they? They love their children, they love their friends, they love their homes, they love the little peace they have found in the Island.
They love so deeply that they just want to go home.
But love can be a curse.
Love can lead to nothing but pain and disaster when that love blinds you.
The Entity says that their children's lives are at stake, that they must win if they ever want to see them again, that there is a cursed team and they cannot lose, that their lose is death to their children. And Team Blue cannot risk it, they cannot allow themselves to let their children be put at risk in case they are the cursed them.
For love, they would do anything.
And that was exactly what they did. When other's are getting their resources, when they are thinking about what to do, how to proceed, Team Soulfire already knew, they knew they would do anything for their children, they would kill and they would die.
Surely everyone else was on the same page wasn't them? Their deaths meant nothing as long as their children could be saved.
Love blinded Team Soulfire.
Love blinded them to the pain they inflicted on others. Made them unable to realize exactly what they are doing the moment they spilled first blood, because that? That was the moment Purgatory began.
Not when they landed on the desolate Island, not when they were separeted on teams, not when their children's lives were considered a prize in a twisted game.
That first death? That started Purgaroty. Because what Team Blue didn't realize was that not everyone else was blinded by love as much as they were, that for others killing wasn't their first goal, that for a brief moment people thought they could fight against the system, that they could try in other ways.
But after that? Oh no, there was no turning back from that.
They didn't realize that when you kill someone over and over and over and over again, without mercy, without pause, without thinking about the sort of pain you are inflicting on them, it doesn't matter why you are doing it. They wouldn't look at you and see a friend, they wouldn't see a person who just wants to go home, who just wants to end this hell.
They will see a murderer.
They will see someone who sees their suffering as a means of gaining points, they will see someone who doesn't care about anyone else.
They will only see betrayal.
They will only see a enemy.
You cannot burn your bridges and expect to find a way home. You cannot stab the people around you, even if you do it for love, even if you believe yourself to be doing it for good reasons, and expect them to open your arms to you when you need it.
Team Soulfire loves. They love so deeply, so intensely, so very much.
And their love doomed them to be hated. To be viewed as the ones willing to do anything, to kill and betray and destroy anything the others have. Their love blinded them to the suffering they inflicted upon the others.
And the most painful thing?
Team Soulfire does not realize others are not playing the game as they are. That when they try to even the scoreboard, when they try to make things "fair" they are just feeding an uncontrollable fire, they are just scattering the ashes even further, they are hugging the broken pieces of what once was and they don't realize that the blood coating their hands.
Oh my darlings, how they put so much faith in a verbal agreement about the safety of the egg statues. How they love the children so much that they could not imagine that others wouldn't see those stones the same way they did, that they wouldn't be petrified that there was the slight chance that hurting the statue could hurt their children, how they believed that people would feel the same, would respect it as much as they did.
But of course they didn't. Because Team Bolas Rojas has been stabbed in the back from all the sides multiple times, they could not phantom the idea of trusting the people who have hunted them for sport, who have killed them for points in their own home, who have done nothing but hurt and betray them, they don't look at Team Soulfire and see friends just trying to go home, trying to protect their loved ones, they just see the people who hurt them multiple times.
And Team Green Ninjas agreed to not kill the statues, they truly had never any intention of finishing the job, but at no point their ever promised they wouldn't try to win, because at the end of the day they too worry so fucking much they couldn't imagine the possibility of not trying to win to save their children.
So that leaves Team Soulfire isolated, burned by love, forever to be distrusted and hated and avoided because of the actions they took in day one, because they believed that anything done in Purgatory was done for love and would be forgiven because they all have the same goal, they all want the same thing, because they believed people would understand their motivations.
And they did! They do!
It just doesn't matter.
Because the hurt they caused is too deep to be soothed by that.
For love, they have caused what seems like irreparable amounts of pain.
For love, they doomed themselves to be the villains in the eyes of everyone they know.
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watzuu-lmk · 5 months
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Has there been a shadowpeach fic where like, wukong decides to stay in ffm and lived out their forever but the doomed narrative keeps dooming anyway?
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this-midnight-prayer · 6 months
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…I was going to lose you.
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duncanor · 9 months
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If you think Knives was right, you are wrong.
There's literally nothing just or fair or useful in what he does. If you think his plan is truly to save the Plants you did not get him.
He hurts plants just as bad as humans. If anything, I think he's worst than them. Because humans needs them and don't understand them, that's why they do it.
Knives uses them for his own benefits, fuses with them, disregards their opinions. He understands them and doesn't need them but he still hurts them. He's literally the sole reason humans even have to treat them this way, to overwork them to the bone on NML.
It was never about saving the butterfly, it was always about killing the spider out of fear. Even if that means crushing the butterfly who gets in the way.
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finncakes · 11 months
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Do you feel like Ashton and Orym are avoiding speaking to each other? I've seen a few others mention it and it feels like they have plenty of opportunities to talk but don't
OH YEAH ABSOLUTELY.
i feel like ever since their talk in ep 40 there's been smth off between them versus before. extremely long rambling under the cut i am so sorry these two change my brain chemistry
personally i think on orym's side he doesn't like someone who's able to read him this well. i think it's esp interesting cause ashton in ep 40 said "i know you're not okay." rather than asking if orym was okay, feel like that makes orym uncomfortable. someone not evening giving him a chance to continuing putting on his strong exterior. probably last person able to read past his bullshit was well...will, derrig or his mother.
ashton i think seems afraid of how easily they open up to orym. just like ashton sees through orym's, orym sees through ashton's bullshit. they've almost started to say things to orym & just abruptly cut off (and it's killing me!!! ashton i am shaking you by the shoulders what were you gonna say!!!). they want to be ready to talk to him but they aren't cause once they start i don't think they'll be able to keep everything in. knowing how much this group is players who embody their character nearly 24/7 (i do it too agfgh), i was esp sad seeing ashton after the battle. look like they were holding back fuckin tears man (orym too).
both of them are feeling small and lost and i think once they do talk? it'll be big for them internally because they read eachother so well and are a lot more similar than they originally thought. ESP seeing even slivers of how orym copes with things this awful. seems like ash & him cope more similarly than i would've figured. also makes me worried for those 6 years orym was lost for....girl what happened...
in general i think their talk in ep 40 made all their similairties and abilities to just see straight through eachother more apparent to them both. and that's sorta scary for both of them, hence why they're just avoiding it. easier to ignore it than sit down and talk to someone who you know will see a very vulnerable version of you whether you like it or not.
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writingonthemoon · 9 days
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blorbo spotted in the club looking like a kid that just started listening to simple plan after figuring out they might be gay
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musashi · 2 months
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i'm going to be fucking sick please if you associate with tumblr user gaycey-sketchit at all please just fucking block me leave my life exit i am so fucking upset and terrified. i want nothing to do with anyone who is even remotely close with him
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FUCKING BASTARD JACKASS THE FUCKING NERVE OF YOU DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT I HAVE STALKERS. DO YOU UNDERSTAND MY FAMILY HAS HAD TO GET PULLED OUT OF SCHOOL BEFORE. DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT THERE WERE WHOLE BLOGS DOXXING ME. DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT BY BEING MY FRIEND AT ALL YOU ARE NOW A SOURCE OF INFORMATION TO THESE PEOPLE. THERE ARE PEOPLE STALKING ME WHO ARE COMBING YOUR BLOG FOR INFORMATION TO HURT ME AND MY FRIENDS. YOU DO NOT HAVE TO DROP MY NAME! THE THINGS YOU ARE SAYING ARE SPECIFIC ENOUGH THAT THEY CAN BE CROSS REFERENCED WITH OTHER THINGS PEOPLE HAVE SAID AND USED TO HURT ME
LEAVE ME ALONE! YOUR "PERSONAL BLOG" IS PUBLIC! ANYONE CAN VIEW IT, AND MY STALKERS ARE! SEVERAL OF THEM SENT ME MESSAGES ABOUT THIS! THATS PART OF THE REASON I KNEW YOU WERE POSTING ABOUT ME!!!!!!! BECAUSE YOU ARE NOT BEING SUBTLE OR VAGUE ENOUGH!!!!! PEOPLE KNOW THAT YOU ARE FUCKING TALKING ABOUT ME!!!!!
YOU CANNOT SIT THERE AND PREACH TO ME ABOUT MOVING ON WHEN YOU WILL NOT SHUT UP ABOUT ME! EVERY DAY THE FRIENDS OF MINE WHO YOU ARE STILL IN THE NOTIFICATIONS OF TELL ME OF SOME NEW DUMB BULLSHIT YOU HAVE SAID ABOUT ME! I AM NOT OVER HERE SAYING BULLSHIT ABOUT YOU! AND IT IS A LITTLE HARD TO "MOVE ON" WHEN YOU ARE PUTTING MY FUCKINF FRIENDS' LIVES IN DANGER
ACT LIKE A FUCKING ADULT. YOU ARE FUCKING INSANE. IT IS INSANE THAT YOU HAVE CONVINCED YOURSELF THE WAY YOU ARE BEHAVING IS ACCEPTABLE JUST BECAUSE YOU TALK WITH A CALM VOICE AND REPEATEDLY POST PERFORMATIVE SHIT ABOUT HOW GREAT YOURE DOING. LEAVE ME ALONE. LEAVE MY FRIENDS ALONE. YOUR PERSONAL BLOG IS PUBLIC. MY STALKERS ARE ON IT AND THEY ARE USING YOU. AND YOU ARE GIVING THEM WHAT THEY WANT. OF COURSE I THINK YOU ARE TRYING TO HURT ME, YOU WILL NOT LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!
YOUR BOYFRIEND HAS LITERALLY BEEN A MIDDLEMAN BEFORE YOU HAVE DONE THE EXACT SAME THING DESPITE ME NOT EVEN HAVING YOU BLOCKED?!?!?! THE FUCJ AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?!?!?! JUST STAND BY WHILE YOU PUT MT FRIENDS' LIFE IN DANGER?!?!?? IF I AHD A WAY TO CKNTACT YOU DIRECTLY I WOULD YOU FUCKING FOOL
leave me alone just fucking leave me alone!!!!!! Practice what you preach and stop fucking talking about me!!!!
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moxley · 5 months
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i need a very small amount of groceries but nobody can give me a lift and i'm not in a fit state to leave the house, so my goddamn sincere-ass apologies to the grocery delivery guy who is bringing like five things.
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cncleric · 6 days
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Interaction I just had with my roommate (we're very close and share a bathroom)
Me (in said bathroom): oh shit
RM: What?
Me: I just have a bruise coming in way darker than I thought it would
RM: Can I come in?
Me: I'm topless, but sure
*roommate enters to see the hickeys and said dark bruise, clearly from a bite*
RM (without missing a beat): oh, you'll want this!
They then grabbed a cutesy rose quartz roller thing and started breaking up the blood in their own hickeys. Turns out, that shit works. (Bruise is not gone but is already feeling better)
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unchained-hound · 10 months
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I literally did this shit at school minus the fake being high part
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pa-pa-plasma · 1 year
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i keep forgetting to make this post but i wanted to remind everyone that Kitty Softpaws is literally disabled
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