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#i might just lose today. to whatever this is
skrunksthatwunk · 4 months
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so the eikichi-centric kuwabara fic is going well
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trying to change my major on the second day of classes just to keep things interesting
#i have come to a decision that i might regret but whatever#i just realized that the field i'd be working in would put me somewhere i'm not sure i want to be (it's comp sci btw)#and my eyesight suckssssss. i don't think having a job that requires a lot of looking at screens will do me any favors#so we're changing it!#and i might be double majoring too because i'm bad at making decisions and i have very varied interests#(maybe i want to be allowed in the art studios. is that too much to ask for?)#thinking i'll go with psychology and studio art#that or psych and geology (<-likes rocks)#currently trying to figure out how to do it w/o losing my financial aid#because if i lose it i'm just dropping out tbh#if this wasn't mostly covered i wouldn't be touching college#even if i love the campus and the buildings and a couple professors#actually my fav professor is a history professor maybe i should minor in history so i can see him again? i do love history a lot#but majoring in history would be silly because wtf would i do with a history degree?#anyways i'm also working on a stupid drawing thing today while i ignore my classwork because i'm dropping all of my classes#i was very inspired by that washing machine post#so get excited for that#or not. live your life#and unrelated to anything at all but i'm sitting outside and it is. so nice today#like beautiful weather even if it's been sweltering all last week#maybe it's because it's early as fuck#also unrelated to anything#but i love tumblrs tagging system#i want to tag all day every day#i will write a whole essay in the tags#no-one can stop me because i am undefeatable
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salsa-di-pomodoro · 1 year
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If lady sneasler went back home with Ingo i think eventually she would want to try battling with him. I mean it looks fun, everyone tells her it's a good bonding moment for both trainer and Pokémon and it's a golden opportunity to show off, why not? Who's going to stop her, the pearl clan?
Ingo takes a bit of convincing, out of respect for both her and the traditions of the pearl clan, but he relents eventually. He can't deny he's been wanting to do this as well. After a bit of training they have the time of their life destroying people's (read: Emmet, the elite four, other Frontier Brains and generally just other strong trainers (sorry i didn't include Elesa. I love her very much but she is not on their level methinks 😔. Id love to be proven wrong tho)) teams, with a mix of Ingo's old and new team and her as the ace for once in unregulated matches. (Turns out, noble Pokémon naturally have insane stats and therefore cannot partecipate in league matches or official battles. Ingo has to nerf sneasler/the rest of his team or use less Pokémon as a result, but he loves the challenge. He's thrilled when people defeat him.)
(Emmet takes this as a challenge. As long as his Pokémon are on board, he's building his way up to defeating Ingo when they're not holding back. He gets scarily close every time.)
I ran out of space in the tags but blankshippers dni pls. Let's stay in our respective lanes and not interact
#ive been feeling good today!!! good enough to think this up :)#also who else thinks ingo would get some kind of certification for lady sneasler to show that while she might live with him#and be in his pokeball and his team occasionally she is still not his pokemon. kinda like meowth from team rocket#shes there because she wants to beyond just being his Pokémon. do you understand me#anyway yeah there has to be some kind of certification for sorta emancipated (?) Pokémon. do you mean to tell me#that pokemon who have been proven to be more intelligent than humans sometimes are not allowed to just partecipate in society#with their own pokeball in their own hands. paws. whatever#maintagging this feel free to tell me ideas about this. do not send me angst i will explode <3 (serious)#subway boss ingo#warden ingo#ingo and emmet#ingo#emmet#subway boss emmet#lady sneasler#sneasler#btw yeah my headcanon is she absolutely does come back with him shes not losing the only people who actually treat her like a normal person#she might love throwing her title around but damn she'd love if they stopped walking on eggshells around her#she ran put of patience when she met ingo basically lmao#yes this is based on that one post where they say this exact thing. i really like that post#don't know if i should tag elesa or anyone else. there is something going on with her i know it in my soul but idk what it is.#shes very excited about this whole thing whether or not she can safely fight sneasler though. yeah sure ill tag her why not#also once more headcanon time i think pokemon from hisui need to go through training to not absolutely maul modern day pokemon#not because theyre stronger or anything. a modern pokemon could absolutely maul you to death. its just that theyre more used to#self restraint for the human's sake. and therefore would not fight as viciously and may get hurt#Ingo already kinda did this in hisui (and still kicked everyones ass. man they may have been getting better but they were still mostly bad#at battling. he could trust that theyd get even better tho)#anyway but yeah he has to do it again with sneasler and the alphas.#theyre too used to having to kick ass or die and theyre also Stupidly Strong#submas
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2/11/24! latest riptide episode: 115
no, but HAPPY SUPERBOWL SUNDAYYY 🗣🗣🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🇺🇲🇺🇲🇺🇲🇺🇲🇺🇲🇺🇲🇺🇲🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
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biracy · 7 months
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Tbh I should probably take a break. I almost definitely won't but I should, yknow
#idk i don't have much 'real stuff' happening irl besides like. job hunting and college applications. so it's hard#but i think if i at least ease off some time on here n read a little more n watch more movies i might start to feel better#haven't really liked where my head's been at lately it feels like whatever persona is The One Who Blogs is 'taking over' more#to put it in a very dorky comic book-sounding ass way LMAO but that's how i feel! like i'm losing my own 'voice' yknow#my mental health is Bad my physical health is also Not Great n i kinda feel like ass. if i'm being honest#idk i feel like i'm crashing from whatever high i've been on for the past couple of days n i'm not Really super happy w myself#except the media literacy posts those were good. but like the more discoursey stuff i'm not proud of#again sorry to like. publicly vent LMAO i'll be fine i'm good. i'm trying really hard to pull myself out of this#but again. sorry abt the Shite i was posting earlier today i wasn't really in my own right head#just kinda wanted 2 get all that off my chest idk if it's clear that i don't really have anyone i feel like i can talk to right this moment#i'm very socially isolated irl and i'm so scared of becoming socially isolated online too just bc i'm an idiot who doesn't think b4 he post#NOT to make it sound all about me or whatever but it's true. i'm very very scared of losing people n right now this is My Space#i'd forgotten just how bad it felt. in this Specific case it is kinda my fault tho LMAO don't worry i've apologized as best i know how#okay i'm done. i'm done. i'm gonna go watch tv and go to bed i hope#open mick night
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gatoraid · 4 months
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pepprs · 11 months
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ok actually yeah. i really need to do dishes and go to bed and not stay up late mentalillnessposting a little too viscerally on tumblr the night before i facilitate a workshop in front of the literal president of the university and the vp of my division (LOL about that btw. actively shitting my pants.) but oh my GOD. so saying goodbye to lia was actually fine in the moment. neither of us cried and we talked about all the ways we’ll still be in each others lives and reasons we’ll have to interact in the near future. and she gave me an extremely heartfelt thoughtful gift and we left on a very hopeful note and i felt better and content bc there’s still the rest-of-life and we’ll see each other there. but like an hour before that as i mentioned i was HYSTERICALLY sobbing. in full view of people i know AND people i don’t. and i just sat there and sobbed while everything carried on around me. everything carried on around me!!! and i feel like im about to sob again thinking about it.
#purrs#delete later#idk. i typed a bunch here and then deleted it and now idk what to say. i just feel so lonely. i have had fucked up relationships with every#single older adult in my life and never had someone who could a) stay in my life b) be consistently present in my life c) meet my emotional#needs d) actually See me and accept me for who i am. Like not one person who can be all four of those things. and i have to be all four of t#those things for myself now because im 24 and i missed my chance. but how fucking shitty and painful is that? especially after a year like t#this. the way it’s literally ending the SAME way last year did. huge scary promotion (which i haven’t even talked about on here or to anyone#but lia today actually. but it might be huger and scarier than i thought. which is good but also HUGE -‘d scary. and not a bad thing of bc o#course but it’s so fucking… perilous? like it makes me feel profoundly imperiled because i have extremely good reason to feel that way. and#i have to endure the mortifying ordeal of applying for my own job AGAIN after the first time was so horrible. lol) and also losing a beloved#mentor figure who understood me in a way no one else did which mattered immensely even if they couldn’t do the whole presence thing or#whatever. and now i only have one older adult in my life left (aside from my therapist who doesn’t really count bc i only see her once a#week and we barely know each other still) who is like. here and helping me and i KNOW i am so sick in the head i KNOW and i should not be#writing it but every single day i am fucking terrified that i am being or will be separated from him emotionally or physically jsut like all#the others so. LOL!!!!! i am normal and well adjusted. but it’s like so fucking painful because im grasping at straws but again the reality#is im 24 and the only people on this earth who it is fair for me to expect all 4 from and who should’ve provided it to me are my parents.#and i missed my chance with them forever and now i have to do it myself. and that’s ok sometimes and i can handle it… except in the moments#where im sobbing hysterically and everything carries on. when i am in my darkest moments i want to run to an older adult and have them#comfort me but i truly cannot do that with any of the ones i still have left / regularly interact with for so many reasons. and it’s so#painful it makes me sick sometimes. and now i have to be the romy and the lia i wish to see in this world. but how can i do that when i#haven’t finished grieving over them leaving which feels like leaving ME — NOW — in this moment when i have never needed more support of that#kind more. how can isummon it within myself. im not ready yet. i need a long hug and a hand to hold that won’t (have to) let go. when im#crying i need someone to take me somewhere and comfort me and calm me down. and im 24 so i can’t ask for it. but oh my god i need it. and i#missed my chance. and lia left today and she only ever did that for me metaphorically but… tonight i feel more alone than ever.#and it’s like i don’t even have the emotional intelligence or whatever to ASK for that. bc im playing by ear and i don’t know how to read#the music of it. im self taught. that fucking sucks. that SUCKSSS. also that’s too strong a way to put it liek obviously my friends who are#closer to my age are INTEGRAL to me being able to function and i learn from them and cherish their support. but just like i can’t be a mom#to me my friends can’t either. so it’s like what the fuck do i do. get steamrolled by relentless grief and rage every day i guess.#also side note. everything carried on when i was in brighton too. i came home early ofc but it’s like nothing changed in my absence. and#that has fucked me up SUPREMELY. i think that might be a root of it. like hm… it seems my presence doesn’t have impacts. but idk
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archaeolitikum · 2 years
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one thing that makes me absolutely furious is when gym bros and diet freaks on the internet refuse to admit theyve got a raging eating disorder, and when people call them out on it and tell them theyre actively harming others by perpetuating this idea that their diet is just being healthy, tiktok teens will go "oh so now youre shaming them for having eating disorders 🤨🤨" NO??? believe it or not but even mentally ill people have responsibility over their actions regardless of if theyre done because of their disorder or not, stop fucking babytalking them like that what is wrong with you
i just saw some stupid tiktok of a guy bringing a fucking kitchen scale to a restaurant to weigh his food being like "wuuhhh always on the grind or whatever" and then someone else called him out being like "okay this is still not an eating disorder? okay. okay!" and the comments are filled with people being like omg you are shaming people with eds..... ARE YOU STUPID? shut the fuck up
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gazelessmenagerie · 1 year
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( ..... things not being as they are is such a hard broly vibe for me as well. in positive and negative ways. just fldjfg idk HOW TO PUT IT TO WORDS. but its there. those classic fantasy of where the world is broken in pieces, nothing makes sense yet there are hidden passages and twisted riddle, thats it right there. should anyone have the misfortune of delving into that bastard’s mindscape/psyche.. well good fucking luck making sense of that mess and finding a way out. )
#|| Tag: OOC#( its a certain vibe but hard to put it into words. )#( and yeah. blah blah blah. he's meant to just be this fucking giant ass rage monster pyscho and whatever )#( but consider.................... I do what I want. )#( I just feel like it'd fit with what I seen in his first movie. his mind is without a doubt broken in places and held together only by rage#( BUT. there's also envy and jealousy. Pain and sorrow but it gets forced into the familiarity of rage. )#( in another story. he is a fallen prodigy. he could've saved his race if things were favorable )#( but he was met with scorn and contempt. feared by his power to disrupt what was placed. )#( most of it wasn't his fault but it still did twist him into what he is. and thats not to say he's excused from any of it. )#( he's a terrifying enemy and a horrible ally. )#( as much brawn as he has. there's also brains in there and that makes him all the more deadly to face with. )#( I don't get to play into his more cunning aspects but whoo boy.. it something i do want but he doesn't employ that side. )#( unless there's a reason to. )#( just. there's so many smaller facets I can play with and yeah it might stray a bit here and there but fuck it. )#( blame xenoverse for giving him strange lines of being very patience (but still irritated) or him losing memories and choosing to )#( *PATIENT. jfc what are my typos today )#( defend someone he thought saved his life. )#( his words could have double meanings to them. )#( he's simple on the surface yeah but lamflsjg my stupid ass always loves to look deeper. )#( all that to say I just think he's neat and he did his role well as the villain but I want /more/ )
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la0hu · 1 year
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i am super fucking up my job right now and i'm worried it eventually will get me fired and i'll have to go look for a new job that won't let me commit as much time theft and have as much time to live my life and make art
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byanyan · 10 months
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when u've been writing the same reply for two days in a row...
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thymeofarrival · 1 year
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Here’s hoping my very low fever is just from the new meds or something and I’m not sick. Considering I sometimes get the same degree of fever from chewing gum I’m inclined to think it’s nothing to worry about, but still.
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mabith · 2 years
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What kind of mindset makes sometimes dial a cell number three times in a row when there's no answer. Like the old days, fine, but just leave a fucking message if you're an actual human.
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opens-up-4-nobody · 2 years
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#well here we are at almost 10pm. started working on this fucking report at around 6.30am and like i slacked off for a few hrs#but this is what i did most of today and yesterday#and like i thought maybe. maybe id get some more help but like nah i just streight up wrote about 95% of this#like the only other imput was my pi poking it into place. so like ok its all on me if they hate the report#not that i actually care. i put the most effort into this than anyone@#and like i would not care even a little if we got disqualified or something#oh god im procrastinating making a decision on wrting in stats stuff bc like i did some anova and nothing was significant but like an anova#doesnt fit the data anyway so like do i include it and say hey no significance and i used the wrong test but like heres my speculation or#just say nothing. bc im not gonna find a better test rn#ugh i should just include. whatever i dont care#also our undergrad in charge of tour video is like hhhhh i might not get it done#and im like lmao im sorry ur having to do this after all ur exams like no prob if u cant. i dont really care abt the consequences#and i was poking our othet undergrad all day to find some data and she just never got it to me like ??? i dont understand#im asking u to find it and its just ????#hhhh my stomach hurts and im tired and i dont care about this project or the hours and hours i spent on it#i hope the competition ppl enjoy reading 19 pages of bullshit#it was written in basically 3 days and im losing my mind#listening to my fucking ever expanding n4rusasu playlist aishdoaishdoddaishdoaishdoddjdaishdoaishdoddaishdoaishdoddjdndj#unrelated
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figtreeandvine · 5 months
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I want to write a movie that is sort of the flip side of a Hallmark holiday movie. Not an anti-Hallmark movie, just like the other side of the same coin.
It starts with a well-dressed professional woman driving a convertible along a country road, autumn foliage in the background, terribly scenic. She turns onto a dirt road/long driveway, and stops next to a field of Christmas trees, all growing in neat, ordered rows, perfectly trimmed and pruned to form. She steps out of the car--no, she's not wearing high-heels, give her some sense!--and knocks on the door of a worn but nice-looking farmhouse. An older woman, late fifties maybe, answers the door, looking a bit puzzled. The younger woman asks if she can buy a Christmas tree now, today. The older woman says they don't do retail sales--and the younger woman breaks down crying.
Cut to the two women sitting at the kitchen table with cups of tea. The young woman (Michelle), no longer actively crying, explains that her mother loves Christmas more than anything, but is in the hospital with end-stage cancer. Her doctors don't think she'll live to see December, let alone Christmas. Nobody is selling Christmas trees in September, so could the older woman please make an exception, just this once? The older woman (Helen) regretfully explains that they have a contract to sell their trees that forbids outside sales. The younger woman nods, starts to stand up, but the older woman stops her with a hand and asks her what hospital her mother is in. After she answers the older woman says that "my Joe" will deliver a tree the next day. "Contract says I can't sell you a tree, but nothing says I can't give you one."
Next day "Joe" shows up at the hospital in flannel and jeans, with a smallish tree over her shoulder. Oh, whoops, that's Jo, Helen's daughter, short for Joanna, not Joe. Jo sets up the tree and even pulls out a box of lights and ornaments. Mother watches from hospital bed with a big smile as Jo and Michelle decorate the tree. Cue "end of movie" type sappiness as nurses and other patients gather in the doorway, smiling at the tree.
Cut to Michelle sitting in her dark apartment, clutching a mug of tea, staring out at the falling snow and the Christmas lights outside. Her apartment has no tree, no decorations, nothing. She starts at a knock on the door, goes to open it. Jo is standing there, again holding a tree over her shoulder.
Plot develops: the second tree is a gift, because Michelle might as well get it as the bank. The contract for the tree sales was an /option/ contract, which prevents them from selling to anyone else, but doesn't guarantee the sale. The corporation with the option isn't going to buy the trees, but Helen and Jo can't sell them anywhere else, and basically they get nothing. They'll lose the farm without the year's income. Michelle asks to see the contract and Jo promises to email it to her.
Next day at a very upscale law firm, Michelle asks at the end of a staff meeting if anyone in contract law still needs pro bono hours for the year. No one does, but a senior partner (Abe) takes her to his office and asks about it. She says the contract looks hinky to her ("Is that a legal term?" "Yes.") but contract law's not her thing. He raises an eyebrow and she grins and pulls a sheaf of paper out of her bag and hands it over. He reads it over, then looks up at her. "They signed this?"
More plot develops. Abe calls in underlings--interns, paralegals, whatever--and the contract is examined, dissected, and ultimately shredded (metaphorically). It's worse even than it looks--on January 1st Helen and Jo will have to repay the advanced they received at signing. The corporation has bought up a suspicious number of Christmas tree farms in previous years after foreclosure, etc.
Cut to Abe explaining all this to Helen and Jo while sitting with them and Michelle in a very swanky conference room. The firm is willing to take on the case pro bono, hopefully as a class's action suit for other farmers trapped by the contract--but there's no way it can go to court before January. Which will be too late to save the farm's income for the year. They might get enough in damages to tide them over, but….
After Michelle sees Helen and Jo out, she comes back and asks Abe if there's anything they can do immediately. Abe looks thoughtful for a long moment, then gets a really shark-like grin on his face. "Maybe…."
Cut to Helen wearing a bathrobe, coming into her kitchen in the morning. She looks out the window…and there's a food truck stopped in her driveway. She pulls a coat on over her robe and goes out--two more trucks have pulled up while she does this. Driver of the first truck asks her where they park. Another truck pulls up behind the others. Behind that is a black BMW--Abe rolls down the window and waves. Helen directs the trucks to the empty field/yard next to the house. Abe pulls up next to Helen's car and Jo's truck and parks. He and Michelle get out--Abe wearing a total power suit, Michelle in weekend casual.
The case will be easier if the corporation initially sues them for violating the (uninforcible!) contract, rather than them suing to corporation (damn if I know, but it's movie logic). So they're going to sell the trees now, and rounded up some food trucks and whatnot to draw people in.
Cue montage of Jo and Michelle running around helping people set up while Abe and Helen watch from the kitchen table. The table starts out covered in file folders…and slowly gains coffee cups and plates of cinnamon rolls. It becomes increasingly clear here that Abe and Helen are becoming as close as Jo and Michelle.
Everything gets set up and a very urban, very motley crowd appears--tats and studs and multiracial couples and LGBTQ parents and everything--and everyone is having a wonderful time eating funnel cake and choosing their tree so Jo and a bunch of rainbow-haired elves can cut it for them. At which point someone shows up from the corporation (maybe with a sheriff's deputy?) and starts yelling at Helen, who's running checkout. And suddenly Abe appears from the house and you realize why he's wearing that suit on a Saturday….
Cue confrontation and corporate flunky running off with their tail between their legs, blustering about suing. Cue Jo kissing Michelle. Cue Helen walking over and putting a hand on Abe's shoulder and smiling at her.
I want the lawyers to be the heroes because they are lawyers and know the law. I want a lesbian who lives in the country with her mother. I want urbanites to turn out as a community to help someone who isn't even part of their community. I want Michelle to keep working at her high-power job, loving Christmas and grieving her mother.
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pawsandreflect · 22 days
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:)))))))))))
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