#ughghghghghghg

[peony-pearl]

You know what I think about? (this is under a readmore bc I get a little intense there’s nothing bad under here I’m just worked up lmao)

The fact that they made sure that Azulon and Ozai were THE BAD GUYS (which they are) by getting Ursa to go into a loveless marriage, make Ursa abandon her home and family to rub salt in the wound and make sure we know she’s the victim (which yes this is a horrible situation)...

and yet Iroh and Lu Ten are NOWHERE in the background or flashbacks. Perhaps it was for pacing and yes I can understand that, but it’s so convenient that he’s not around to show the uglier side of his past; and yet we can deduce that Iroh was most likely complicit in this because he has a son who was most likely conceived by a woman who had to undergo a similar situation to Ursa. Maybe she was nobility and had an idea that this was going to happen, but she still would have been plucked from her home and forced to cut ties.

If the FN royal family was doing terrible things, then Iroh was doing them too and practically LEADING them because he was THE CROWN PRINCE!!! His change of heart means JACK if it’s not shown how much he’s grown!! SHOW me darker Iroh who is proud of the man he was until it cost him his entire world!! I love this character to death and I want to see his growth acknowledged!!! IT’S PART OF HIS ENTIRE CHARACTER IS CHANGE!!

#atla meta #DAMN!!!! #like yes the FN royal family are villains that's the point!! so show them ALL being villains!! #Show Iroh being complicit in those horrors or don't write them just so you can go 'Ozai and Azulon BAD but Iroh wasn't around so it's ok!' #this is NOT me hating the characters this is me being cranky that this was overlooked and yeah things happen but like #ughghgHGHGHGHG #the insisted 'innocence' of Iroh makes NO sense to the fact that he's a changed man #be consistent please

[grumpycakes]

lolll i... just read an odd post about 'sex pollen tropes' and described Vulcan shit as fuck or die. Which ISN'T incorrect but leaves out the very important THIRD OPTION OF KILL.

LIKE, I love you all, but it's not just fuck or die. It's fuck, die, or kill. I know we all haha joke about them ""rolling around in the sand"" and how that ""relieved"" spock of the bloodlust. But it DIDN'T. He'd effectually gone through the motions of KILLING KIRK. Which... unless you want to go down some kink road I'm not about to head down, ISN'T SEXY. ISN'T EVEN SEX.

so like idk, if ur gonna write a dissertation about the diff issues w aces/allos in this setup (which like, why hurt urself brah) remember that MURDER IS APPARENTLY AN OPTION IN THIS ALREADY RIDIC SETUP. And that maybe modern sex pollen shit isn't at all like vulcan weirdness

loll i guess 1 the attempt to fit aces/allos needs in an already dubious consent situation was stressing me out and 2 STAR TREK SAID MURDER IS OKAY

#star trek #amok time #pon farr #irl shit #mel babbles #mel bitches #mel has opinions #you do not have to agree #loll and i feel bad for getting all distressed about it #cause i've done that shit w abo dynamics and subverted it to make me more comfy #but like idk #and like if it's A PART OF VULCAN BIOLOGY I FEEL LIKE PPL WOULD BE CHILL #MOVIES AND OTHER SHOWS HAVE MADE IT LIKE #AH WELL FUCK THEM RN BUT IT'S NOT FOREVER #maybe cause it makes sex a horrible thing??? #like it would just be a Thing #ughghghghghghg #loll idk why this is bothering me so much #ignore me

[daisywords]

I'm sure everyone feels like this to a degree about whatever postsecondary education or career specialty or particular interest they have but like. I do think the world would be better if everyone just took like. Linguistics 101 in high school or otherwise had exposure to some of the basic concepts. Like imagine if we all just had a baseline understanding of stuff like

all dialects as equally valid forms of a language and the fact that whatever dialect is "standard" has lots to do with history and culture and nothing to do with functionality of language

linguistic descriptivism and prescriptivism in general

language change in general (and how it's inevitable. and morally neutral. and not degradation)

languages interacting and influencing each other (and how one language borrowing a word from another language and having it mean something different is normal. and morally neutral)

and you know what? actually just grammar. how sentence structures actually work. sure wasted a lot of time in high school english class that could have been spent on something useful for once

I need people to THINK for once about how so much of our disagreements involve just stuff about what certain words mean and how they are used. So often we are just unaware of how ideas are all packaged in words and how that's affecting our thought processes and communication and idk. I just think we could benefit from slowing down sometimes and being like "hmm I wonder what this conversation might be like if the language around these ideas worked differently. Would we even be having the same argument?"

I won't go on forever but I think linguistics is incredibly relevant to everyone everywhere since. you know. we are living our entire lives steeped in language all the time. But instead it's just like this weird little subject for people who are nerds but don't care enough about making money??

And meanwhile everyone's wasting so much energy being the language police or judging people for speaking differently or worried about how the next generation is ruining language once and for all. We're all thinking about language all the time anyway! So much of it's just in a way that's so so counterproductive! Imagine if we could channel that better!

#linguistics #I'm oversimplifying but ughghghghghghg #forever grateful that my editing education was based in linguistics #and not some weird moralizing prescriptivist dogma that makes people insufferable

[chichikoi]

oppulent.

pairing: diluc x gn! reader

fandom: genshin impact

trope(s): marriage of convenience, implied enemies to lovers

warnings: crack. mentions of thick fingers (sobs), reader has a teasing personality, workplace romance.

a/n: whoever thought it'd be a good idea to give me a functioning brain and a keyboard *sighs wistfully*. this is peak delusion, please try to enjoy, and bear with me.

Diluc scrutinized the ring in his hand, his brow furrowing in subtle frustration. He glanced up at you with an impassive expression, motioning for you to extend your hand.

"Let's try this again," he grumbled, his tone clipped and businesslike.

You obliged, holding out your hand as he selected a new ring. Diluc's fingers were precise as he attempted to slide it onto your ring finger, but as it happens, it caught midway.

He frowned, his impatience growing more apparent. "Your fingers are thicker than I anticipated." he remarked with a measured tone.

Suppressing an eye-roll, you extended your hand once more, wondering how someone so meticulous in business could falter with something as seemingly straightforward as ring size. Diluc selected another ring, and this time, it glided on with ease.

"There," he stated matter-of-factly, "the right size."

You couldn't help but mutter something under your breath.

Diluc shot you a glance, his crimson eyes meeting yours with an unreadable expression. "Excuse me?"

You met his gaze head-on, your irritation bubbling to the surface. "I said, I didn't realize precision had a learning curve, sir."

A flicker of annoyance crossed Diluc's features, but he remained composed. "I don't have time for inefficiencies. This is merely a formality for our arrangement."

You couldn't resist a sarcastic smile. "Of course, Mr. Ragnvindr. I wouldn't want to inconvenience you with the size of my fingers." He merely grunted in response, returning to his usual grumpy self as if the exchange hadn't ruffled his feathers.

The tension lingered in the air as you exchanged those subtle barbs with Diluc. The jeweler discreetly observed the dynamic between you two, unsure whether to be amused or uncomfortable. Once the rings were finalized, you gathered your composure, preparing to leave the shop. 

As you turned to exit, Diluc's voice cut through the air, begrudgingly breaking the formality. "You can drop the formalities. Just call me Diluc."

A mischievous grin tugged at your lips. "Oh? so we're on a first-name basis now?"

His response was a tightened expression, a silent plea for cooperation. "It's more convenient for our... arrangement."

Your satisfaction was palpable. "Alright, Diluc. If you say so."

As you sauntered out of the jeweler's shop, you left behind a bemused Diluc, who, despite his stoicism, seemed to have reluctantly taken a step towards a less formal connection.

#♔ — works ! #genshin impact #genshin #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #diluc #genshin diluc #diluc x reader #genshin fluff #genshin crack #;-; i just wanna talk about grumpy CEO diluc yall #im so down bad for this man i sweae #ughghghghghghg why am i thinking these thoughts this is so unhealthy ANYWAYS HAHA #i hope this makes sense to u guys #but if it doesnt then just remember that it doesnt make sense to me either #i just think that diluc is sovdkbfrgwenosi its so funny #bye #if there are any mistakes or typos you will ignore them bc i will come back and fix this. bc i did not proofread. #bc i am an impatient piece of shit #hahasdkofgtnftpdrsoawkfsd #FIUEzdbnogwI DILUC MY LOVE

[babygirl-beldaruit]

the new dashboard format finally happened to me and I fucking hat it so much

#I don't really get the new features as soon as everyone else so it seemed like I was safe but ughghghghghghg #I hate it #its all so fucking wrong and gross

[playingmyselfafiddle]

I worked so hard to make the Chainsaw Man/Christian Pulisic thing now I have to do school workkkkkkkkkkk ughghghghghghg

#text

[beamapologist]

ughghghghghghg need to make a ddlc ask blog

#classes r weighing me down like a rock rn #knight status: stayed up till 3 for the past week to finish overdue essay(s) :)

[thetaoofbetty]

if veronica doesn’t stomp a stiletto through the balls of that man, i will do it myself 

#riverdale spoilers #ughghghghghghg #i do not like the man pressuring a woman to have a baby thing at alllllllllllllllll #very much not enjoy no thanks pass

[the-voice-of-night-vale]

dark academia bitches give me ideas for the lit short story i have to write bc i’ve got Fucking Nothing

#the queen of trash has spoken #no ideas. head empty #UGHGHGHGHGHGHG

[collapsingintojupiter]

On my antidepressants: No longer suicidal, but tired as fuck 24/7 and unable to function

Stopped taking them.

Now I’m not tired anymore, but I’m getting nervous.

#help #this was probably a stupid decision #but like #I'm tired of being tired #need to do shit #like yeah I'm still tired but at least I can vaguely handle consciousness now #ughghghghghghg

[kebbige]

Crunch [prompt #21]

Digging at the malformed walls of the tower was harder than she had originally thought.

This was how G’raha found her: near the great open doors of Syrcus tower stabbing at a wall with one of her knives.The look on her face could only be described as determined.

“....I don’t know if I dare ask what it is you are doing.” there was a smirk threatening to overtake his mouth, indicating the mirth behind his more serious tone. X’kebhi barely spared him a glance from her task. She almost had enough of a chip to…

“AHA!” she pulled away from the wall suddenly, flopping into G’raha’s arms as she lost the fight to gravity. “I got it!” she tilted her head to look up at him, a large grin on her face, as he held her aloft from her upper arms. In her hand she held aloft a small chunk of crystal.

“A keepsake for the future.”

#FFxivWrite2019 #FFXIV #X'kebhi #the internet thwarted me until now #ughghghghghghg #my writing

[samuyed]

just had my interview and I'm fookin emotionally exhausted for the next week so

#well see #well jist see #this is the real #home stretch here #ughghghghghghg #but at least i can enjoy the last of my summer in peace lol

[aidenwaites]

Like I need to get in contact with my mom bc I need to go do things but she has my car. but my step dad consistently pays his own phone bill first and forgets hers and then i’m just stuck

#i need a personal tag #ughghghghghghg #one day ill have my own place and a consistent job and my car to myself and all of my problems will be resolved

[vesperlionheart]

Dragonfly Heart

Challenge was to write a Kbuto/Sakura angst in 1K or less. Here’s 998 words, @thefreckledone and I’m not sure how I did on angst, oh well.

“An organic lifeform you say? Your alchemy has truly progressed to have accomplished such work. Will she expire traditionally?”

Kabuto swallowed before addressing his spymaster. Sasori was as charming as his namesake, but for what he lacked he made up for in ruthless efficiency. Hesitation earned Kabuto no merit here.

“She won’t age, and unless her soul gem is shattered she won’t expire, sir.”

Sasori hummed more to himself than in reply. WIth hands made for a piano, or maybe a spider’s web, he reached out and traced the shape of the girl’s face, stopping to test the silky texture of her hair.

“You don’t think she’s a bit too beautiful for spywork?”

Kabuto had fashioned Sakura out of cherry blossoms petals and belladonna roots with an amber heart encasing the prehistoric dragonfly for her soul. Nothing else he tried would generate independent life. She had the grace of a swan, stolen from one’s bones, and the strength of a cobra, salvaged from its scales.

Kabuto hadn’t considered himself an artist but when she opened her eyes, he wept.  

“She’s perfect,” he answered a bit too breathlessly.

And she was.

Before long, Sakura was the top source in Sasori’s spynetwork and Kabuto couldn’t have been prouder. Being a creation, she possessed the knowledge of kings alongside a child’s innocence. More than once he found himself playing the role of teacher in ways he had never anticipated.

“It hurts,” she confessed to Kabuto one day. “Please, fix it.”

Fear made him quick. “What’s wrong, where does it hurt?”

Sakura’s breathing was shallow but she grabbed at the fabric above her breastbone. “Needles are piercing me here. Stop them,” she begged.

There was no wound, and Kabuto fel a unique dread settle in his gut as he regarded the girl too beautiful to be real. “What were you thinking about to make your heart hurt?” he asked in as calm a voice he could muster. “Was it a person?”

“You read those words and it made me like this. Are they magic words?”

“Words? What are you��” the words trailed off as he remembered the book of poetry he had read to her. The poems were love letters from a princess to a servant boy over a thousand years ago.

Sakura’s hand found the fabric above his heart and he felt petrified by her touch. She had made him stone once more, for he dared not move as long as she was there.

“While the moon hugged the sky-frightened by loneliness, I called out in search for you, blinded by tears.”

Kabuto could see himself reflected in her eyes, far too green and clear. The beginnings of tears had collected in the corners. He swallowed and reached to pull her hand away, but instead settled his atop hers and listened to her recite the rest of the poem.

“Hold me tight enough to break me. If I can see you again even just in a dream, please give me eternal sleep.”

The first of her tears fell on his knuckles.

“Why do these words hurt me so?”

“Sakura,” he tried.

“Tell me why it hurts! I can see the story like you told me to. I saw the ending. I did it right, so why does it pain me?”

“Sometimes, you can feel the pain others are feeling. It’s called empathy and some humans never learn it.” He brushed back a stray curl. “I had hoped fate would spare you, but I can see I was mistaken. I should have given you a spider for a heart. This dragonfly feels too much.”

It’s a long moment before Sakura pulls away and wipes her eyes clean. “I don’t want you to do that. I don’t want to not feel things. There are good things too.”

“Oh, like what? Tell me.” Kabuto was eager to distract her from unpleasant thoughts.

“I like how I feel when I’m with you.” She touched her hair. “When you hold me, and talk to me. It makes the dragonfly wings beat.”

Kabuto swallows. “Th-that’s impossible. The dragonfly is stuck in amber,” he laughs.

“And there really weren't any needles, but still….” Sakura touched her chest.

Kabuto left her before she could see how breathless she made him.

“I’d like you to give her to me. She’ll fare better than any of my puppets.”

“I-is there something wrong with my deployment of Sakura?” he asked Sasori.

Sasori leveled the much younger man with a look of boredom. “It’s your own damn fault for making her so perfect. Bring her in, tell her she’ll be mine starting today.”

Kabuto felt numb as he did as his boss instructed.

Sakura had perfectly obeyed every command with unwavering loyalty. This order would be no different.

She looked both males over, reading their expressions before facing Sasori. Sasori never looked anything more than vaguely satisfied in his life, but when her gaze landed on him Kabuto recognized the reaction and knew the exact moment Sasori caught sight of himself in her eyes.

Caught.

Sakura’s voice was a melody when she spoke. “I don’t want to.”

“You don’t have wants, you’re a creation and you’re mine now. Kabuto is your master but I’m his boss and I say you’re mine.”

Sakura’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “You’re not the boss of me and I have plenty of wants.” She finished speaking then turned towards Kabuto, triggering a smile as sweet as cherry blossoms. His hands reached for her on their own and he called out her name but it came out a gurgle as his throat welled with blood.

Sakura screamed and ran for him, but the wires were already separating him into pieces she couldn’t fix. Kabuto watched her reach him and paw helplessly at his body, unable to stop the blood. Sasori was behind her and he reached for her, whispering something in her ear.

“Anything,” she sobbed.

Sasori grinned and that’s the last thing Kabuto saw before the world went black.

#Kabusaku #Kabuto #Sakura #haruno sakura #Sasori #I hated writing this #it's so short #why you gotta do this to me friend #I could have said so much more #ughghghghghghg #I love to see them pining and suffering #what happens next #who knows? #my fanfiction #fanfiction #my writing #poem is actually a song by Gackt #Returner #yami no shuuen #that song made me weep as a kid #still does

[minijenn]

Details are a bitch and I am going to hate my life while coloring this

#ughghghghghghg #at least it looks way better than the og version of this #like the temple is so much more on model #im pleased #jen draws #universe falls #wip

[ace-murdock]

tuliptripper replied to your post “parents suggested I am autistic twice in the last three days trying to...”

coming from someone who is autistic that literally has nothing to do with gender identity thats SO insulting

Right! Exactly. They don’t have to investigate facts if they FEEL IT though! Facts are fake news 

#tuliptripper #ughghghghghghg