#im planning to make longer works

[arkham-ayden]

Part Two of following a prompt list for October! Descendants themed ofc

Part One here!

• Pairing: Mal/Evie/Carlos/Jay as found family

• Prompt: visiting a haunted house

• Word Count: 1736

• Additional Warnings: depiction of a dead body, insects, specifically maggots

“Come on Carlos, it’s not that big a deal.”

“Jay, we really shouldn’t be here. Just looking at it gives me the chills.”

The house in front of them was none other than Hell Hall. Grandiose and ominous, the dark of night made it look even more intimidating. Atop the roof were two gargoyles on either side, snarling mouths carved wide and the stone was eroded in places, caverns in the sides and one of the wings was missing. Carlos shifted in his spot, looking to his friends, Jay had his arms crossed, snarky grin plastered on his face, Mal in a similar stance, though noticeably less confident, and Evie was holding herself together, sharing Carlos’ timid demeanour. Her lips were pinched in a tight line, she’d also protested coming here but Mal had convinced her to come along despite her protests.

Carlos hadn’t been back here in some years, since his mother had passed. He ran away to live with Evie, hearing of his mother’s demise only a few weeks later. Rumour had it that she had died from the madness that followed his absence; she was used to Carlos maintaining the house and herself, when he left, she’d lost what little of her sanity she had left, she’d gone around hurling abuse at other villains and confining herself to one small room, barricading herself in with no food or water, mistakenly believing she was above the human needs, claiming herself a god. He didn’t go to her funeral. He never wanted to see that woman again, never wanted to return to the house that held him hostage for sixteen years of his life. That house stood for everything bad that had happened to him, coming back made all the hairs on his body stand to attention.

Jay had begun pulling at the tarnished silver door knobs, clearly closed tightly.

“We should go back. I have a weird feeling about this.”

The taller boy stopped pulling for a moment to jest back.

“Oh, too scared? Come on dude, you lived here, you can handle one night back.”

“You’re not funny Jay,” Evie shot back, anger laced in her usually soft voice. “This place is creepy enough, let alone on Hallow’s Eve.”

“Isn’t that exactly why we’re here?” Mal questioned. “Move back, tugging at the doors clearly isn’t working for you.”

Jay stepped back, hands raised in mock defence. Mal had pulled a bobby pin out of her hair, fiddling with the locks. Evie rolled her shoulders in an attempt to ease out some of her tension.

“Why don’t we just go to my castle, we can scope out the dungeon. I know the way around it.”

“E, we’ve seen that dungeon enough. Plus, you got your ass handed to you in there, I’m not making you do that.”

Carlos flinched at her words. He never spoke about much of the abuse, but he’d dropped details here and there. Clearly no one had paid attention to him. That fact hurt him more than expected, he had half a mind to leave alone, let them have their own fun. For some reason though, he stayed. He half wanted to show them around, show them the closets he was locked in for half of his life, show them the traps he had to step around for fear of his life, show them the weapons he’d become friends with. Maybe they’d finally take him seriously.

After a few moments, Mal had got the doors unlocked. They swung open with a loud creak, hinges barely holding the heavy blocks of wood up.

“We’re in. Let’s go.”

No sooner as the words left the girl, Jay ran in, staring around at the main hall, tall ceilings and blank walls with a decaying staircase in the middle as the centrepiece. Carlos felt his blood run cold as he spotted one of the closets he’d be thrown in.

“Where was her room? Hey, Carlos, are you listening?”

“Upstairs, third door on the left hallway.” He replied, almost on autopilot.

Evie was the first to notice his discomfort, offering a weak rub on his arm, unsure how else to help. He rested his head on the arm, taking a deep breath, lungs suddenly feeling like he couldn’t take in enough air. All four of them walked the staircase, Jay leading the charge. Suddenly it crossed Carlos’s mind, had anyone removed Cruella’s body? He felt the blood run out of his face and his hands felt numb. A loud bang resonated in the hall, doors had been slammed shut. There was no breeze and none of them were close enough to have done it. Footsteps came from in front of them, the clacking sounds of heels hitting the tiles were too familiar to Carlos. His mother would never go without them. Jay whipped around, questioning the two girls if they’d done it to mess with him, to which they denied.

“It’s not them. It’s my mom.”

“How the hell do you remember what her footsteps sounded like?”

“I had to! If I heard her in time, I could hide from her.”

His eyes rolled and Carlos felt fire in his cheeks, a sudden surge of anger ran through him.

“What? You’re telling me you never had to hide from your dad? You never ran away to avoid him flogging you?”

“Not cool, man.”

“Whatever.”

Carlos forced himself to the front of the group, walking to his mother’s old room. His fingers lingered from turning it open. He was scared to look in there, praying someone had taken her body and buried her somewhere. There was a funeral, she had to be six feet under, there was no way she’d still be here. A menacing laugh echoed in his mind, judging by the tentative looks on the others’ faces, it echoed in the corridor too. He took a breath, and opened into the room. Immediately, a pungent smell of death violated Carlos’ senses. He retched, covering his nose with both hands to try and staunch the smell. Everyone followed, covering their mouths and noses. The laugh was louder now, the breaths in between sounded high and strained, like someone clinging to the last tendrils of life. When Carlos regained his composure, he looked back at Jay.

“Still want to check it out?”

The boy didn’t speak, eyes wide and unblinking. Evie had thrown up, Mal tending to her. If no one else was going in first, Carlos would. He stepped further into the room, the smell becoming more pronounced and pungent. He covered his nose with his t-shirt as he continued in.

“Okay, okay, you’ve made your point, we can go.”

“No. You wanted a haunted house, I’ll show you a haunted house.”

His voice was slightly muffled under the shirt but Jay had heard it loud and clear judging from the tight line of his lips and harsh angle of his shoulders.

The bed looked made, as if done that morning. The side table he could see was caked in a thick layer of dust, in similar fashion were the trinkets Cruella had collected over her years, all in her red, black and white colour scheme. Nothing looked out of place by any means, the pillows and cushions were fluffed, the curtains were drawn and he could see the boards lining the empty window frame. He rounded the corner of the bed and fought to not vomit himself. His eyes darted, hardly believing the sight. But there was a funeral, there was a coffin, this couldn’t possibly be right. Jay had entered the room, guarding his own nose.

“You don’t have to do this, I’m sorry, you were ri-” He cut himself off.

The girls had entered to see what the commotion was about, Evie let out a squeal that almost turned into a scream, Mal turning away with a fist to her mouth. The laughter was unending as they stared, unending and only becoming more unhinged.

It was a skeleton. He could almost convince himself it was fake if there wasn’t residual black and white hairs scattered on the floor, he could convince himself it was fake if there weren’t clinging patches of decayed flesh on the bones, he could convince himself it was fake if there weren’t swathes of maggots wriggling around on the floor and burrowed into the tiny flesh patches. It wasn’t fake.

Carlos collapsed to his knees, unable to worry about the writhing white masses only a foot away from him.

“There, there was a funeral, I don’t, I don’t, t-there was a coffin. She, she’s supposed to be, this isn’t-”

“Carlos, Carlos, get up,” Jay was pulling at his arms but it was like he was rooted to the ground. “I’m sorry, I’m so, so sorry, we can go. Let’s go.”

He sat there, panting heavily. He’d wanted her dead, he’d wanted her dead for years. With her laugh in his head and her corpse right in front of him, he realised he never wanted it like this. He felt more arms grab at him, Evie and Mal but he felt a third, icy cold pair wrap around his waist, beckoning him to stay. With some effort, the three got him to stand, tugging at his jacket to pull him out of the room. Only when he was out could he stop staring at the yellow-white bones and the chilling laughter stopped. None of them spoke until they were out of the house again.

“Do, do you want to talk about it?” Evie finally spoke up.

“No, no I don’t.”

There was an awkward silence for what felt like agonising minutes.

“Can we go home now?”

“Yeah,” Mal chimed in. “We’re never coming back here. You’re never coming back here.”

“Okay.” His voice was barely audible, and he felt something hot run down his cheek. He reached up to brush away whatever had grazed him, but it was wet. He had been crying.

“I’m so sorry ‘Los.”

He didn’t answer.

The image of that night, he knew, would be burned into his mind. He closed his eyes to try and ignore the thoughts. The image was etched into the back of his eyelids, a photo of perturbation.

Carlos knew he was in for a restless night, only seeing her skeleton slung across the floor and further defiled by maggots. At least she was gone.

Then, the laughing started again.

#carlos descendants #mal descendants #evie descendants #jay descendants #ao3 fanfic #descendants #i went darker #i can never go back #this was really fun to write #im gonna work on formatting i promise #im trying #i havent formatted properly on tumblr ever and im trying to wing it #how do links work #i hope i did this right #help #anyway i hope you like it #im planning to make longer works #seadogs has taken a small backseat #ill get to it eventually

[todayisafridaynight]

#ryu ga gotoku #rgg #yakuza series #ryu ga gotoku 7 #yakuza like a dragon #yakuza 7 #daigo dojima #ryo aoki #masato arakawa #snap sketches #im annoyed looking at this jaGELARKGJ #I LIKE MY LNIE ART BUT .... just nthing was clicking with me rtying to shade this #i only meant for this to be a quick thing today but i ended up mulling over it for longer than i wanted so im just throwing it out there #every time i make a rendered drawing of aokis office it always dark as hell like bro PLEASE you have a lamp #theres like ONE instance where i dont make it dark and it was in that goofy Rumor Mill comic #LIKE EVEN THAT COMIC ABOUT ARAKAWA BEING DEAD IT'S DAYTIME YET I STILL MADE IT DARK VJLAKJVAE #ridiculosu. #moving on ive wanted to draw them playing chess for months i just kept. Not Knowing How To Do It #whats funny is that i initially was planning an entirely different thing but i was thinking about that too much i got stressed #so . thats why i worked on this. and then i got stressed over this 💀💀💀 #speaking of chess ive always wanted a chessboard birthday cake with edible pieces .. that a lotta work tho ... #i love chess ... am i good at it probably not but i still lke to play it on my phone sometimes .. #guess ill work on that other thing now that im free and i know what i wanna do now that ive slept on it ... lol ... #mk bye i dont like rendering

[quirkle2]

space/saturn imagery ritsu i love you

#qkdraws #id in alt #mob psycho 100 #mob psycho #mp100 #mp100 ritsu #ritsu kageyama #eyestrain #sorry i keep drawing rings around ritsu. no im not im not sorry even a little bit #anyway i tried a sliiightly smoother shading method there. idk if it reads like that but ! was fun to do regardless #takes a lot longer than my cell shading but the process is relaxing #this was mainly hair practice. and ngl !!! i kinda like how it turned out. the hair anyway #i had Very different plans for this pic i originally wanted it to be solidly light blue everywhere #and the shading would simply pick things apart and make it readable. instead it became one of my most colorful pieces ???? #don't ask how that happened. im terrible at sticking to the plan #most of my art turns out completely different from the idea i first had. maybe one day i'll stick to the script #a bit mixed on my feelings for this one. i don't think it's bad but i think it...... could use some work

[deiaiko]

#20.1 Sulk

Her footsteps echoed through the hallway, stopping in front of one particular room where her god resided in. She knocked on the door to make her presence known, not expecting her god to answer. Not today, at least.

Hwaryun opened the door and saw her god curled up on the sofa. He peeked at her and quickly looked disinterested at her presence. She considered it better than getting herself kicked out before she could talk some sense into him.

She invited herself in and went straight to the pantry. "Grace couldn't come today, so he asked me to look after you. Would you like some tea?"

Her god didn't answer, but he did perk up at the name. She brewed him a cup of tea anyway, adding a little more sugar than she would have liked for herself since her god had a sweet tooth. She set his cup on the coffee table and took a seat on an unoccupied sofa next to him.

Viole sat more upright, still hugging the sofa pillow. He gave her a once over before he went back to staring into the far off distance. "Why can't Hyung come?"

Hwaryun took a sip of her tea before answering, "He said he needs time for himself."

"Is it because of me?" Viole mumbled into the pillow, eyes shadowed by his long bangs.

"No. He's grieving for his late friends."

"Oh." Viole loosened the grip on the pillow, although only momentarily. "Can I see him?"

'I want to be there for him' was what his gaze seemed to say. Her god was such a compassionate person; it was endearing. Still, she had to shake her head. "You won't be of any help to him with your plate full."

"Why? What does that mean?"

"You have a lot on your mind. It's better to sort them out first before helping someone else." Hwaryun traced the edge of her cup, "Do you want me to guess or would you like to tell them yourself? Putting words into your thoughts will help you to untangle it."

Viole blinked. "I don't know. I feel bad."

Hwaryun hummed. "Do you know the cause of it?

"...Rachel." Viole turned his head away. "My chest aches whenever she comes to mind."

"She betrayed your trust, didn't she? It's expected that you feel that way."

"I've been…I just wanted to help her. Yet…" Viole trailed off. "I know I have forgiven her for making me live like this. But…"

When Viole couldn't find any words to continue, she decided to help him fill in the blanks. "You feel sad and angry because it feels like you're wasting your time thinking about how to get her back, only for her to walk away from you."

Viole buried his face on the pillow, staying quiet.

Hwaryun decided to help herself to the cookie jar on the coffee table and pulled out a book from her pocket. Opening the bookmarked page, she began reading where she left off while she waited for her god to gather his thoughts.

Moments later Viole shifted on his seat and mumbled, "Miss Hwaryun, why should I keep going?"

"To climb the tower?" Hwaryun didn't look up, even though her book was quite boring. "Or to be FUG's slayer?"

Viole stiffened at the latter question. Unlike the book, her god was easier and more interesting to read.

Hwaryun took another sip from her half empty cup. "Well, if you refuse to be a slayer, then what would you be?"

Viole didn't reply. It wasn't like they gave him enough time to think about it before.

"Being FUG's slayer isn't that bad, you know? You have backup here, and we will support you with whatever we have. Connections, money, information. I'm sure Jinsung, Grace or Agni had told you how important those are to help you climb the tower."

Viole bit his lip, "I know that. But that's–"

But nothing they could offer would satisfy him, Hwaryun knew. Because her god didn’t care about money or fame. What he wanted was companionship, his cherished friends, and FUG had cruelly taken that away from him. However, "Believe me, it could be a lot worse than what you have now."

"How much worse could it be?" Viole's voice cracked a little. "I just…want to be with my friends, is it too much to ask?"

"Is it?" Hwaryun clapped the book close, eyeing the untouched tea on the table before looking to its owner in his eyes. "Considering everything I've seen in my lifetime, you're quite lucky your friends are still around."

Viole blinked, staring back at her with a look that could kill. She realized she had worded it like a threat.

"Don't take me wrong, I'm just saying that in general. The tower is just a cruel place, and people who climb it know that they must put their lives on the line to get what they seek. People kill and die for a lot of reasons, and we are no exceptions." Hwaryun placed her finger on her eyepatch, "This eye could have been my life, if I didn't dodge in time. Did you get what I mean?"

Viole frowned. "Then what do I do? I don't want to lose anyone anymore."

Hwaryun hummed thoughtfully, "That is impossible. All you can afford is to do your best by getting stronger, so at the very least, you won't see them get killed in front of you."

Fear reflected in Viole's eyes and he gritted his teeth. "How could you say such a thing?!"

"It's not impossible. If Hansung were to take Khun and Rak as a hostage, would you be able to fight back and win before he's able to hurt them, or worse?"

Viole bit his lip.

"Hansung wouldn't do that, don't worry. But I couldn't say the same thing with other rankers and regulars that will come across you."

Viole considered her words for a long time. "...I don't think I would be okay if I lost them."

"I know." It would be just like what happened with Jinsung.

Viole suddenly jumped down on his feet, staring sharply at her. "They are all still alive, right? My friends, I mean."

"Yes, they are. Grace would have told you otherwise if anything were to happen."

"Then, do you happen to know who Hyung's friends that's…?

Hwaryun shook her head, "No. None that we knew of."

"Ah." The sulking brokenhearted boy he was before was no more, and Hwaryun couldn't help but smile at her beloved god. "Do you think I can help him somehow?"

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#im back!!! #gosh i miss posting this series sm you have no idea #rl work is making me insane (bad) #so i need to be more insane (good) over this to balance it out #i have around 15 chapters in my disposal right now. waiting to be beta-ed #that could last me until july. wow #i planned to come back on the third week of april but i cant wait any longer #tower of god #tog #two sides of the same coin fic #my fic #my art #bam #baam #25th baam #25th bam #the 25th baam #the 25th bam #jue viole grace #hwaryun

[eatingsomegreeneggos]

Femslash February Day 8: Moon - Sunzy

First time trying Krita :D Felt quite nostalgic though, has been ages since I used my trusty Wacom Intuos too

#femslash february 2023 #femslash february #my art #Fanart #my little pony g5 #My Little Pony #sunny starscout #izzy moonbow #sunny x izzy #sunzy #mlp g5 #mlp fanart #no but seriously this was honestly a pain to make and quite not a smart plan since Im sooo busy #like I dont know how much longer Ill be able to keep up with this :'))) #I did have fun working on it though just not the best timing to try out a new program #it took a long time to make it look semi decent and then I still feel its a bit amateurish but at least in a charming way now? #It feels a bit storybooklike to me #anyways at least hope you enjoy!!! Theyre my OTP <33333

[danothan]

i hope batlantern and halbarry enjoyers get along, there’s a lot of potential with this messy string of dynamics

i like the idea of hal and bruce being a short-lived but meaningful fling, like a “right time, right moment” situationship. seeing as they’ve both had their “we’re more alike than you think” and “you’re getting in your own way” observations abt each other, it could be productive and therapeutic to sort out their feelings thru their reflections of the other. they don’t have the compatibility or even desire to make this a lasting commited relationship, but i just think if they fucked, they could chill tf out lmao

i don’t need to go into halbarry, i feel like it speaks for itself loud and clear lol. long story short, they’re endgame to me and the most likely to be committed to a relationship, which is rly saying smth consider half of this dynamic involves hal. but regarding how they connect to batlantern, i just think it’d be rly funny in the context of JL:war. barry obviously had a crush on batman upon introduction, immediately inciting hal’s petty jealously (seriously, how do these 3 not get talked abt all together as a trio). so if we go by the idea that hal and bruce had a fling, i can only imagine what kind of conversation that would be once hal and barry got together

- B: “you slept with BRUCE? as in THE batman bruce??” / H: “yeah, it was a while back.” / B: “WHERE WAS I IN ALL THIS”

bruh as far as barry is aware, hal doesn’t even like bruce and even got mad at BARRY for not hating him too. and then he goes ahead and sleeps with the guy smh the double standards, barry’s gonna be up thinking abt this one for a few nights. tfw your boyfriend and your crush got together without you </3 hey, at least it’s fantasy-fuel right?

as for bruce and barry, their relationship is i think the most complicated of the three. they clearly have smth special, and while i do think barry’s little crush was one-sided, i also think bruce treats barry differently from the rest of the team. he already had a lot of respect for barry to begin with, but the letter barry delivered from bruce’s dad in flashpoint HAD to have changed their dynamic. if you haven’t read it, thomas credits the flash for teaching him that he can’t live for the people he’s lost, he has to live for the people he still has, and so he passes on this lesson to his son. how would bruce feel abt that?? how would he feel abt his DEAD dad telling him to cherish his living relationships, meanwhile having barry as the only thread between both?? that his friend got to meet his dead dad and become his reason for living? that the words of wisdom his dad is passing on to him were essentially from barry himself? barry’s probably gotten over his starstruck phase with bruce by now, and he’s got too much integrity to pry or even know what impact he’s had on either of their lives, but i think bruce WOULD learn to cherish his relationships from this. i think barry has a soft spot in bruce’s heart in a way that no one else does ;__; lord knows what barry sees in him or hal, but the guy’s got a good heart, so he must be doing something right

#batlantern #halbarry #batflash #<- mostly platonically? it’s one-sided and they don’t get together but i like their dynamic #batflashlantern #barry allen #hal jordan #bruce wayne #the flash #green lantern #batman #dc #meta #danbles #god this went on for a lot longer than i planned #i was just trying to make a little haha barry has batlantern fantasies joke but apparently i have a lot of thoughts on batflash #also hi im new here idk what the surrounding conversation around these ships in relation to each other are like #but i hope we’re all getting along bc there is sm to work with here ^__^

[manda-kat]

I think, legally, if a studio/game developer/publisher/whatever has the rights to an IP, but they go for five or more years without releasing any projects related to that IP, the rights to the property should return to the person who originally pitched or wrote it and they can repitch it somewhere else or continue it on their own as they see fit, or just keep the rights and know that nobody can butcher the property.

Obviously, companies should keep the rights to the projects they create while the IP is theirs and any characters or concepts that they introduced that was not the original creators idea should belong to their individual versions, but I think if more creators had the option to take their beloved brain child and walk if a studio decides they actually don't want to do anything with the IP, they should be more than capable of doing so.

This should also apply to cancelations without any plans for new projects AND media being removed from streaming and viewing should automatically return to the original creator.

#i just think if the suits dont want an IP it should go to the creator #once they decide they dont want to waste money making a certain franchise anymore they can enjoy the royalties from what they made #and give the rights to create more back to the original artist #companies wouldnt lose the earnings they get from streaming and distributing what theyve already done #they just cant sit on an IP that they have no plans to work on #and I know merchandising rights would be a pain #but they should be able to keep selling merch for the project as well alongside the creator #but they can only sell merch featuring the designs and concepts from their version they worked on #the original creator has the rights to any designs and concepts at the discretion of the original contracts they signed #or they just keep the rights to their original designs and concepts and things they make for it from that point on #it gets foggy there so I know why it isnt a thing #but Im so tired of seeing creators who want to continue their shows or movies but who no longer own the rights to the IP #and the company that does LITERALLY DOESNT CARE about the property

[lesbianangeldust]

this chapter of the fic has unexpectedly developed a scene with val and angel SO I'm gonna post 2 versions, that way if u wanna save urself some tears u can avoid it!

#its not plot relevant it just serves to the general horror of angel's work life #and had a bit of insight into angel's night before we see him in chapter 1 #ill make sure the chapter makes sense without the val scene for those who want to aboud #avoid*** #my posts #hazbin fanfic #huskerdust #oh and im gonna hopefully have it posted by the end of next week. as i suspected its ended up a longer than planned

[themyscirah]

When you start anthropomorphizing the green lantern rings 😘💚✌️

#listen HUMPHRIES STARTED IT OKAY- (i think) #IF IT WASNT HIM IT WAS THE OTHER ONE #so like actually tee hee im rlly just expanding on canon okay!!!! okay!!!! #bc like jess's ring already has a personality so it makes SENSE that simon's would develop one too but just like more subtle and deadpan #okay. and the rings would work together and make little plans sometimes and gang up on them. why? bc i said so thats why #every gls era simonjess fic to me has at least FOUR characters: simon jess and their rings #i talk abt simonjess writing like there arent like two of us who do it #and the second one (me) is being generous bc ive only posted one thing #like there are IDEAS okay there is a FOLDER there are words in the GOOGLE DRIVE. i just got to like... actually finish things #well its like okay. this one is a short one that is expanding a little so thats cool #and then ofc theres the vampire one which i need to finish before i let myself start one of my longer ideas #but making myself write the ending there is so difficult 😭😭 even though im like 85% done #anyways anyways yeah #we are talking abt the RINGS i love the rings i have so many feelings on the rings. they are legit characters to me <3 #like actually. #swishy writing #blah

[ruler-of-the-universe-boy]

Me when im planning something big but it has this guy

#samgladiator #yhs sam #yandere high school #yandere highschool #yhs #when you delay the Yhs Reanimated project for around a year #how? idk #im lying yes i do i get procrastinated so hard that once i finally get back into it the project dreads in #i have a problem but have no way of solving it so im very sorry to the people who actually did their part I should’ve put a big red sign #saying ‘this will take years but not for you but for me’ #but i have gotten things together i just need. to do them. #im not the best person to do this stuff #yall don’t understand how many project ideas i have chilling in the corner but i keep making new ones #like fun fact i keep all my comic ideas in a doc and the list somehow keeps getting longer. then i have a lot of animation/animatic ideas #bro cant leave the yhs fandom till they do everything they planned so im staying here till its 20th anniversary/hj #this was about the yhs reanimated.. back to that so yeah im trying very hard to do work on it because i gotta do a lot of the parts

[toytulini]

terfs go climb into a hole and start rotting. animals cannot inherently tell your "biological sex" you are all so fucking stupid. All this post is saying is that animals are not infallible judges of character and some of them make really stupid vibe checks and that people should try not to take it personally. Unless youre a terf in which case they know and they hate you and you should take it personally

re that one post tbh i do want to stress i dont think animals are like magically psychic at knowing your True Gender tbh i think ppl definitely get way too weird about Animal's judgement of ppl.

Sometimes a dog will vibe check a man and the dog will be right and you should listen. but sometimes the dog will vibe check someone for no good reason. sometimes dogs have wack judgement. sometimes dogs have biases influenced by their owners or previous owners. like. there are Racist Dogs. its not the dogs fault, but that doesnt make the bias theyve developed less real, or less potentially hurtful. i dont think we need to like, Cancel Dogs Bc Sometimes Ppl Can Train Them To Be Racist, but we do need to stop perpetuating the idea that a dog's judgement of someone is infallible. theyre not responsible for it and its not their fault its developed, theyre just dogs, they didnt choose it, but that doesnt mean theyre RIGHT lmao. i think its important to stress this for many reasons but in regard to that last post specifically, if youve ever been vibe checked as a gender you arent by a judgy dog its literally not your fault. might not even be the owners fault. not the dogs fault cos like. its a fucking dog. you do kinda have to be the bigger person in that scenario cos the other person is. A Dog.

#toy txt post #this was meant to be a quick post it got a bit longer and more in depth than i planned oops #i just hate when ppl act like All Dogs have Inherently Correct Judgement Of People #like from every angle. its funny to joke about but i know theres ppl out there who might be feeling like #very fragile in their gender or smth and seeing a post like that if they meet a dog that normally hates men but not women but it doesnt #recognize your inherent true gender im sure seeing shit like that post can be a horr #got interrupted by a phone call while typing it and the post is glitching so i cant see where that tag is cut off so uh #dogs are like ppl in that they can develop biases and have bad judgement and they dont always get it right #they are not like ppl in that it is not possible to ask a dog to examine its biases. you cannot make a dog take a class on #critical race theory. you have to work to socialize and desensitize them against those biases or at least make sure those biases theyve #developed dont negatively impact ppl. in this sense i guess im morally obligated to try to learn more spanish to see if it helps my dog #chill. shes nervous around all new ppl but parents have anecdotally noted she extra dislikes men speaking in spanish. she was a stray so we #dont really know her history. she also does Not like fire pokers outside. weirdly even tho its basically the same tool she is unfazed by #the indoor poker for the woodstove? but ig she wouldve had less exposure to indoor woodstoves as a stray in Louisiana? #but i can see like ppl having a little backyard barbecue and threatening the big mastiff looking stray dog with a fire poker and i think #that region of the country prolly has a higher number of spanish speaking ppl than our current residence so the odds of her running into a #spanish speaking guy who isnt very nice are prolly higher just due to a denser population as a whole. and we think shes part mastiff which #i think is a breed already prone to disliking strangers that probably cooked up into a little cocktail in her brain #luckily shes bad enough with All Strangers that i think honestly it would be hard to even notice her bias? but. ig i need to see if i can #desensitize her? idk. sighs but im scared to open duolingo now 😭. but i could maybe do it. when other ppl wear hats she fucking hates it #i wear a fucking face covering mask that looks like a giant eyeball she looks at me a little quizzically but is fine. jester hat? fine #i am like that video of the person desensitizing that horse except thats just like. living w me. minus the cat thing. id never do that to #the cats or dog. everyone would hate that. squirrel already cant tolerate being held while a dog is out cos he THINKS im going to do that. #it would traumatize the dog cos he'd injure me escaping and then prolly her trying to scare her off to get past her and shes just minding #her business. solo i cant hold that long but is less likely to injure anyone. shadow. first of all all 3 are way too heavy to be holding #like that #im getting lost in the tags again sorry im chewing caffeinated gum. i should go try to buy some catnip #ive made my Phone Calls. im gonna try to go get dressed and buy various catnip products. maybe lure him with a toy this time. need my #parents to help me but not be so visibly Ready to help me next time cos i do not want to chase his ass again...

[iampikachuhearmeroar]

the results for a job application i did for a social services job back in december 2023: have you ever considered you're just too MID to ever be employed??? also consider learning how to make decisions and solve problems.

me: fucking hire me anyway and train me to be less mid, perhaps??? and also, maybe train me to make good decisions and problem solve, or let me me pass it onto everyone else, so then i dont have to do it lmao.

#life #about me #shut up ilona #ilona's jobhunting thoughts and woes lol #ilona's work dilemmas #ilona's work thoughts #writing another longer post about this #like how the fuck am i meant to be employed if no one ACTUALLY TRAINS ME to make good decisions and problem solve lmao #they also dont like that i wont seek out professional growth and advancement opps. like bro i NEVER want to be a manager or something #bc it means havign to bother to plan shit lmao #im pretty close to applying to be a disability support worker #to see if they just straight up reject me as well #just to prove my old workplace wrong that it's 'an instant job bc they're desperate for workers!' #bc at this rate im sure even those positions are going to say some bs about 'you're not emotionally intelligent enough.... #.....and you cant make decisions for shit so have fun being unemployed for the rest of your life :)

[saturnsuv]

return of the relationship anxiety

#i realize theres always a very good reason for these things but it's been longer rhan normal since i've heard from my bf #he didn't text me when he got home from work last night like he normally does #but maybe he was just rly tired and went to bed early #or maybe he just forgot to check his phone he does that sometimes #but he didn't text me this morning either #which maybe he was just running late for work again and didnt have time #that happens a lot #im also aware that i just felt off yesterday from a massive hangover so everything made me feel weird #theres no logical reason that he would break up with me #like we have a long ass list of movies to make each other watch and we're going to a concert together in november so obviously he's not #planning to end this soon #but the thing is i've tried to date guys who straight up ghosted me after being like 'yeah lets hang out again lets go to the movies' #and my roommates bf of a long ass time literally broke up with her out of nowhere despite them having plans to move in together #so i know from experience that its not outside the realm of possibility. which makes my anxiety worse and ever present

[acircusfullofdemons]

💫. ┊ ���   i am so goddamn pissed apparently my schedule was changed from 5-11 to 5-1:30. Mine you, that's 5 in the fucking morning. And the only reason I found out it changed is bc I did a last minute check. I wasn't even asked. I honestly can't rn I'm telling my manager tomorrow that I'm not working that long idc they should've asked me first I already have plans after 11 this is unacceptable

#luka.txt #wish i checked earlier so i couldve texted my manager! but ofc im an idiot. and didn't think to do so bc WHY WOULD THEY LMAO #like uhm no. im not working 8 hours!! esp when youre making me wake up at 2:30 in the morning!!!! #there is no way thats gonna work telling my manager straight up #well. no. lemme play dumb. ask when i should take my lunch since i leave at 11 #then drop it on her. since we doin things like this shit now. #is this how we treatin our employee of the month now 🤨 be fr #''i was not prepared to stay longer than 11. please ask me next time bc now i might have to cancell plans if i cant leave then'' #meanwhile internally: 🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕 #u do NOT need me to be on replen for EIGHT FUCKING HOURS!!! THAT IS NOT IT NO SIR FUCK YOU #job tag

[pfcware]

hey im revamping/updating my website! key things..

new layout (most pages)

changed pay method preference on commission sheet (paypal doesnt work)

contact page now up to date

#still making tweaks here and there when i have time... #things im actively working on: #- adding update log to footers #- getting remaining old pages updated to the new layout #things im planning but have no progress on yet: #- magic 8 ball 'game' #- updating comm examples #- adding a toyhouse link in featured to save space on-site #- more blog entries #for blogs i want to keep that being major updates & irl happenings #i also want to do more stuff like. game opinions/reviews. longer posts i cant put on social media. maybe art tutorials? #if anyone has any other recs id love to hear em i just need an excuse to use my site more #site updates

[brattybottomdyke]

mapped out what all of my weekends off should be until the end of the year! :3

#hopefully this will work out 🤞🏻 #this way i can start making plans for traveling and whatnot #had a talk with my mom yesterday and she’s got me thinking #so now im thinking a lot #maybe i’ll make a longer post about that later #bottom.spm