#the man downstairs

[rum-and-shattered-dreams]

A Mabel-ified Doofenshmirtz meme to paraphrase one of her lines from chapter 72 of The Man Downstairs as requested by @ramblesanddragons (Thank you!)

#mabel pines #gravity falls #the man downstairs #the man downstairs fic #the man downstairs au #the man downstairs spoilers #mo's writing and such #thanks for the request!

[azierumart]

some fanart of the fic the man downstairs by @rum-and-shattered-dreams!! i love this au and fic sm its one of my all time favs, and this scene is one of my favourite parts (:

#gravity falls #gravity falls art #my art #ford pines #stanford pines #the man downstairs #the man downstairs au #the man downstairs art #art

[foxieflower]

This love has finally burned itself, betrayed.

#eddie gluskin #outlast whistleblower #outlast #my art #outlast fanart #the groom #the man downstairs

[vesperscas]

dean winchester woke up on his 45th birthday and bent his creaky old man knees to get up and put on his fluffy old man robe and fuzzy old man slippers.

#hes alive and hes happy and hes old #i love you old man #happy birthday deanie #dean winchester #spn #supernatural #and he went downstairs to make breakfast but has to run back up to grab his old man glasses #because he cant read the tiny words on the back of the pancake mix box #do not tag as w*ncest

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

No time to play. You are being sent away.

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#poorly drawn mdzs #mdzs #yu ziyuan #jiang yanli #jiang cheng #wei wuxian #Do you know how hard it was to *not* do a 'Sold To One Direction' spoof comic? It took nearly all my will power. #Mostly because it misaligns a little too far off from the canon events and vibes. #But sit with me for a moment. Consider it: #“BEEP BEEP BEEP. I threw my pillow at my alarm clock. ”Wei Wuxian get your lazy ass downstairs!“ Yu Ziyuan yelled. #I ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror to see my grey orbs staring back at me. #I put my long straight black hair in a ponytail with a red ribbon. #I went downstairs to see my adoptive mother holding a bottle of vodka and a cigarette. #'Listen up whore! I need money to pay the bills so I sold you. Your new owners will be here any minute so go pack!' #I stormed upstairs. There was no way I was going to let her sell me to a creepy old man! #I decided to run away. Since I'm not like other girls I don't have very many friends. #My gay friend Lan Zhan was mean but he lived like a block away. #As I opened the door I saw Wen Chao blocking the door. 'Ello Love. We're your new owners!' #I rolled my eyes and pushed him. 'Aren't you from that stupid Wen Sect? There's no way in hell I'm going with you!' #Hey again. It's me the OP of this blog taking a pause. I haven't actually read this story before aside from the memes #and I am honestly reeling from how this watpad fic chapter ends. What do you mean one of the one direction boys chloroforms her??? #Chapter 2 is so much worse #Why is there such a strong focus on the *eyes* of every boy!!! #This fanfic is a horror story actually. I came into it trying to make a funny parody but I got in over my head. Dear God. #It's me again. Several minutes have passed and I'm on chapter 4. What the FUCK is going on here? #I feel like I opened up pandora's box hoping for a fun little treat and got the plauge upon me. Dont read this fic.

[yaolmao]

“Chuuya ought to drink more milk!”

#my brother one time barged into my room in the middle of night #took me downstairs and brought out two soju glasses and milk from the fridge #sat us down and poured milk into both our glasses while pretending talking like drunk old man #bsd #skk #soukoku #chuuya nakahara #bungou stray dogs #dazai osamu #myart #bsd chuuya #bsd dazai

[innytoes]

Answer me, Ray Molina.

Happy Self Insert month, fandom!

#julie and the phantoms #self insert month #ray molina #art #I drew a thing #this is the stupidest one yet and I'm very proud #there's four couches downstairs and then one in Julie's room and one in the studio #man doesn't have a home office just a desk shoved into the corner of the family room yet he has three separate seating areas #and a dining room a breakfast nook and kitchen island to sit at #also very hard to translate ray's dilf-ness into a cartoon #make garbage you enjoy

[badnew2005]

actually i’m still feeling insane thinking about dee and dennis and the presence of frank in the gang. if you’re raised with an angry man in your house, there will always be an angry man in your house. you escape, you run. to university where i’m meant to be a Real Person, This is how we start again, and we run away to the real world. but you can’t make it. whatever. we couldn’t stick out college. dee set her roommate on fire. you will find him even when he is not there. run back to those losers from high school. you start again as Them. it’s just us and this bar, invincible, invisible to the world, just living where We matter. bringing in a new life at paddys. but then he comes back. mom died. no she didn’t. i hate you. dad, dennis, dee. mac and charlie love him, he moves in with charlie even. don’t you remember? the angry man. no, you hid it too well, you don’t need to tell the world your business, but surely mac and charlie knew. why we stopped having sleepovers at home. why we ran away. ran to them for safety. a life where your dad didn’t exist. or he was locked away. but he’s back and i hate you. dad/dennis/dee. back to acting out his wars, but moms not here for my station my home base my target. it’s just me and you. and mac and charlie. and he’s not even our dad. but if you’re raised with an angry man in your house, there will always be an angry man in your house. he’s just a man. and you’re right he wasn’t always Angry. i’m just being stupid and looking for pity you’re right. i wish he was angry more. i wish he didn’t only tell dee he loved her. i wish he cared about us enough to be Angry enough that we can remember. he might be charlie’s father. oh. why does charlie get his love. i Hate you. you’re too much like mom / like him. this was meant to be some faraway land without fathers. a solstice. if one day you find that there is no angry man in your house. i can’t be successful i can’t love you. it’s impossible to pass his test. frank sets sweet dee on fire. i can’t be a Person with him Watching. so i hate you. you will go find one and invite him in. roller rink it’s their foggy memories and fantasies, frank ruined me, He’s the evil twist in fate that ruined me, it was all Him.

#there’s so many more and better examples i just can’t stop thinking about it all #writing this as i am stuck sleeping downstairs and all u can hear is my fathers snoring #like . hohc . franks the first one to say mac go back in #then dennis becomes adamant . it’s his main goal #even though frank has changed from the man they grew up with in some aspects . that’s All they’ll ever see #charlie and mac get frank as a father figure in a way dee and dennis will never be able to accept if it’s ever offered #twins with such a lonely miserable childhood . that’s all they’ll ever be

[rum-and-shattered-dreams]

The Man Downstairs Status Report - March 25, 2023

I’ve set this on hiatus for now but still plan to get back to it both for those who are interested in seeing where it goes and because it will bother me that it’s unfinished. (Also still planning to get back to Heroism is Subjective someday for the same reasons).

As mentioned in a previous post, it’s been a bad few months depression-wise and I’m working with my doctors to try to get it figured out. There’s nothing particularly bad or dangerous going on at the moment, though (just the sort of emotional aftermath of a bunch of stuff from last year - probably a lot of big stuff I don’t really know how to express or feel so everything has shut down instead). In fact, there are a lot of things I feel fortunate for right now even through the overall apathetic blah. Just going to keep trying to take the next step that seems like it’s in a useful direction and hope for the best.

Thanks everyone for reading along and for being patient with updates! I just need to regain the ability to feel things to actually get into a good place to write again.

Virtual hugs to you all!

#the man downstairs status report #the man downstairs fic #the man downstairs au #the man downstairs #mo’s writing and such #mo’s ramblings and such

[foxieflower]

"Get married son and see, how happy you will be"

#eddie gluskin #outlast #outlast whistleblower #outlast fanart #the groom #the man downstairs

[robotpussy]

atleast he's being honest but my manager getting annoyed at me for.... not going as fast as other ppl at my job when I've opened the shop like 3 times is so debilitating like apparently there are faster ways to do this yet he never shows me how it's done? he just gets annoyed and says "I want to be annoyed at you but I cant because you haven't done anything wrong." if the problem is my pace and there are solutions to this show me??? this happened with the sandwich shit too, I was told I was going too slow and I eventually had to say "instead of chastising me why don't you show me the supposed faster way?" like what is wrong with these people 😭😭😭

#like he was annoyed i was taking too long to package up the doughnuts and instead of showing me how the faster way (because apparently - #the way i was doing it was too slow) he just... yells at me? like show me man! so you stop being annoyed! ive never done this before! #i stay upstairs with the sandwiches u lot never want me downstairs....

[beinggayisreallyexpensive]

Guess I gotta grow up.

Afraid of risks. Afraid of responsibility greater than caring for a pet, and even more, afraid of failing responsibilities, afraid of being punished for my failures, and irrationally, a fear of being sued. Afraid of learning how to drive. I realized last weekend that while the start of my life had some shit, I've been extremely lucky in terms of both grief/loss and health. I don't have any close friends or family who have died, only parents of friends or family friends. My physical health, and those closest to me has been good, manageable. I got to have a lot of fun in my 20s too despite all of my depression.

Ian and I talked about the next 5, 10 years of our lives. We talked about how he wants to help fix up, and hopefully live in his dad's house up north and keep the land in his family and how deeply important it is to him, especially as an indigenous person to hold land. We talked about his parents' aging bodies and the fact they will need our care and help soon. We talked about his parent's partners and the role they would continue to have in their lives and care. And life is so fleeting, things could change, the timeline could accelerate at any moment. It could be his dad, his mom, or even my mom who needs help first, and there's a 4 hour drive from his mom's city to his dad's, and a fucking 6+ hour drive to get to where MY mother lives from the house he wants us to move into eventually.

I'm deeply afraid of change, I have always been resistant to moving onto a new phase of my life and honestly, with the exception of the feeling that I am somehow losing friends every week, I am really fond of this stage of my life. I got through the pandemic and back into the field I originally went to fucking school for, I was very close to giving up entirely on that thought back in 2019. I worked so hard to be here, to be as healthy as I am. I like being in my 30s, I like the way I look finally (mostly, at least, my self-hatred has cooled and matured). I worked so hard to be in a place I am happy to call home, in a neighbourhood I absolutely love living in. I love Toronto. I love my city. I love all the fucked up people who live here. I love the independence and empowerment this city gave me. It doesn't quite feel like I'm being "pushed out" of here, although a few of my friends literally have been. It feels like... this just might not be my home soon and I might not have much choice in that.

I don't know how I'm going to handle those inevitable moments of grief. I legitimately have no idea because I have never experienced real loss before. I don't know how my body will take this stress on. I can't even visualize my life in 10 years. Granted, I have never been able to do that very well, look into the future, but I can't imagine anything other than the extra wrinkles we'll have. Who will be there with me, who will be my community then? All I know is if I don't have Ian by my side I don't think I can get through it.

#i'm finally ready to put these feelings into words and acknowledge them but man it sucks to do that #i should get a tattoo from the shop downstairs to remember this time

[rainbowpufflez]

“So how’s the Kalos region going for you Bo?”

Oh yknow, great.

#will keep this updated as I go through the game #I’m like an hour in (cause I’m borrowing from a friend) and I feel like I already have so many thoughts #Soleil Cafe Incident™️ u know what u did #I was so happy to see Sycamore #I was kicking my feet and giggling #and then I go downstairs and who do I get jumpscared by #‘Sina do u not feel the atrocious vibes coming off of this man?’ #Don’t send people death threats like actually but I should be allowed to send Lys some /j /nsrs #as I said on my insta story #‘if he gets a direct line of communication with me; I get a direct line of communication with him’ /j #‘I will be making it his problem’ #/j #believe it or not this is how u know I like a character #love having to hate a character before I like them #except u Sycamore #you’re just my pookie bear #lysandre pokemon #professor sycamore pokémon #sina pokemon #pokemon xy #fanart #rainbowpufflez art tag