#washed some dishes

[macaroni-rascal]

There’s a very important distinction between criticism and cyberbullying. Let’s not forget that if we could all find this corner of the internet (same goes for other skating blogs and fstwt), which I followed to join in on the discussion of the highs and lows of a beautifully complicated sport, so too can every skater. Konner we don’t know you in real life, but your blog has been a fun place to come to for good takes, hot takes, expressing opinions, and - most importantly to me - learning. Thank you for holding the line. No skater deserves to be harassed and what that anon sent to Lilah crosses the line of inappropriate over to hate for no reason. Let’s all take a minute and remember that they are people. Doing something very difficult. And truly. If you don’t have anything nice to say, maybe don’t say it at all.

What a lovely message! Thanks for your words, they are so kind!

I couldn't agree more, messaging skaters directly is just weird, outside of just a general support/congratulations message here and there, but even then, I think people just make those comments on posts. DMing a skater for whatever reason is not the move, not for me at least.

There's no reason to get so angry/disappointed that, as you said, it veers into bullying and harassment.

Everyone just go watch your favourite program by your favourite skater/team, eat a taco, and calm the hell down.

#i already did this today #went for a walk #washed some dishes #ate some good food #had a nice chill saturday #watching shoma's free skate three times and cried only twice #it was lovely

[tj-crochets]

Okay I’m still in quilt mode and will be for at least two more days (one day to finish the halloween quilt, one day to finish the orange quilt top) but it’s like almost halfway through May and I haven’t even started making pride plushies Are there any pride plushies or flags you’d like to see for pride month this year? I make no guarantees, but I do try to make as many requested plushies as I can. A request is not an obligation to buy the plushie, I just need inspiration

#I will go back through my notes to find what people requested earlier in the year #but I'm a little brain fried at the moment #it's allergy season like whoa where I am right now #(turns out pollen is more pollen when there are more plants) #I feel like that sentence is wrong but eh it's close enough #and I adulted today! cleaned and organized and folded fabric #figured out how to pay my bills online #washed some dishes #vacuumed even! I am not brain enough to find that post right now though #I do still need to finish the elephant pattern #and I think I need to message my one patron and tell them I can't guarantee a pattern a month #because having this hanging over me is really sapping spoons #and I did it to myself! so. I will make it an 'updated whenever I update it' thing #and go for a less complex pattern for my next pattern

[hypophrenic-caravan]

What if Dick mistook Danny as a hallucination of Jason the whole time?

Up to you why he's with Dick anyway, or why he's the only one that can see Danny. But from time to time I imagine Danny still talking to Dick after all that Red Hood stuff and says the weirdest shit and believing it:

Dick: Wonder how Jaybird's doing

Danny: I have another hole in my wall again.

Dick: Oh.

Or acting like some kind of guardian angel only Dick can see after he finds out that Danny isn't Jason and isn't a hallucination:

Dick: *breaks toaster*

Danny: Alfred saw you and Bruce is coming, book it, hURRY-

I dunno, just Danny and Dick getting along. And if anybody asks how Dick knows stuff he shouldn't, he's just gonna say something else:

Dick: Damian brought Batcow into the manor.

Steph: I haven't even told you yet, how do you know?

Dick: You drank Tim's coffee, he hasn't slept trying to find out who did it.

I dunno, just Dick and Danny having fun-

#dp x dc #dc x dp #dp x dc crossover #dc x dp crossover #danny phantom crossover #batfam #danny phandom #danny phantom #i dunnno much abt dc #but this popped up while i was washing dishes #and it hasn't left my head since #yes danny helps w/ the nightjob #but as a bullet case some thug stepped on and slipped

[motherdanger]

me from 11 am to 2 am arguing with myself in bed if i should get up and just eat my damned canned tuna ive been fighting with myself for three hours

#if i eat i have to wash the dishes and im predicting my energy levels will not be enough for it after preparing my canned tuna #i like to heat it up on the stove with some calamansi and rice #the stove is broken and can only be turned on by putting on one specific pan on it #the pan is in the sink i have to wash it first #it's under some bowls i have to wash those bowls first #i could just sleep it off but im hungry and cant sleep #the time i spent making this adam reaction pic couldve been used to wash the damn dishes #saw #saw memes #sawposting #adam stanheight #saw 2004

[kingkatsuki]

Flustering Bakugou while he’s at work because texting him that you’re doing when the most mundane things makes him hard.

#just imagining texting him that you’re doing the dishies or laundry #and he’s now imanging bending you over the machine while it’s on a cycle or eating you out from the back while you wash dishes #and he blames you for these depraved thoughts because it’s all your fault #you did this to him you made him like this #text him that you’re doing some boring report at work and he’s daydreaming about how pretty you look sat at your desk #and how much prettier you’d look bent over it

[tobisiksi]

saiki really enjoys TV drama, rumors abt famous? yes, fights between contestants of a program? yes, reality shows? yes, novels?? yes yes YES

he's so into it, he also knows a lot abt tv culture, he is those type of guys whom only way to express themselves are thought tv references

I can't say an example bc I only know about argentinian tv culture but he would often reference some phases from his favourites shows

#his friends have 0 idea about tv #they always make fun of ku bc hes literally an old sassy aunt trapped in a teenage's body #the only ones who can understand just SOME of the references are yumehara akechi and surprisingly nendo #his mom watches a lot of tv when shes finally free of chores and work and she always talks about tv drama #one day when kusuo was in nendo's house riki felt asleep #and midori was washing the dishes while the tv was on and kusuo went to help her with the chores #they started talking and actually get along pretty well #nendo is so happy that his mama and his best pal are getting along #this can be considered nensai maybe #saiki k #the disastrous life of saiki k #kusuo saiki #nendo riki #midori nendo #thinking thinking thinking #sorry if my english is bad #im writing this in a rush

[fishing-lesbian-catgirl]

If I ever have enough money to like build my own custom kitchen I’m going to make all the countertops several inches taller than the average height so I don’t have to make my very tall back sore from hunching over the countertops anymore

#it probably wouldn’t be such a problem if my back was stronger or whatever #but I hate how just washing some dishes makes my back sore

[boxheadpaint]

hay what does it mean if after standing a dew minutes your legs get itchy and start turning all purple and spotty like this

i think its a just a common circulation thing but asking just in case so i dont get april fooled by my brain again. and better yet if it is circulation hpw do i get it to Not do this

#was washing dishes and afterwards looked down cause it was itchy again and saw some weird shit

[mokeonn]

One of my favorite things about being in my early 20s is that I'm starting to understand that I can use things not for their intended purpose. When you're growing up, you get told what an object is and what its intended purpose is, and as a kid/teen, I just accepted all of it at face value. As a young adult it's finally clicking that I can simply do things a different way if it makes me happier. Sure, I was taught that you stand to take a shower, but there's nothing stopping me from just sitting if I don't feel like it, ya know? I might have always had my medication in the kitchen, but if I'm no longer remembering to take it, I can just move it somewhere where I can remember. You don't have to specifically store all food in the kitchen, you can have a little snack cart or snack station in another room.

The downside to finding out the various ways you can use objects is that you develop habits that would probably go on an r/relationships post where everyone says you're a little freak.

#simon says #i just developed a new habit (it's too tmi to put here) and I just know that it's some weird shit #it works and it makes me feel better so I'm gonna keep doing it #but it's some shit that would end up viral where everyone would go 'yo op you should break up with them thats weird' 😔 #i was just thinking about this though because every week or so I learn that I can just do what I want #because there's no fucking object use police I can do what I want #i HIGHLY suggest getting into this habit. if you find something annoying or frustrating you can just do it differently #'I hate washing the dishes because my legs hurt from standing for so long' you can bring a chair and sit or you can break it up into chunks #like on the one hand I'm learning this because I have autism and a plethora of other mental disorders #and it's FINALLY clicking that I can self accommodate whenever and however I so please #I'm just sorta learning that if doing something makes me feel better/happy/gets the job done to do that thing #even if it requires using an object in an odd way #hell there's even some little things I've been playing with #for example: my whole life we sorta just lifted blinds only about halfway up #just sorta how we did it ya know #well recently I decided I wanted more natural light in the sunroom/my office so I wouldn't have to turn on the lamp #and I lifted the blinds all the way up to the very top #and honestly?? it fucking rules. the room looks nicer; i get natural light; i can see the forest out back and it's quite calming and nice #like for ages I just never thought about doing that because it just never occurred to me that I could #i just always put blinds about halfway up because that's about how high blinds do in my household #another little one I learned is that I can just... wash my hair #sometimes when I get too depressed or if my body doesn't need a shower but my hair is greasy #I just shove my head under the bathtub facet and wash my hair #it's just a small thing but for years if my hair needed to be washed I would just take a full shower #now I just fix my greasy hair. bc greasy hair is a huge ick for me but sometimes my body is still clean or im too tired to fully shower #like there's nothing stopping me from doing that and it doesn't hurt anyone. it's just a way of bathing that I wasn't taught #but yeah those are some recent examples of me learning I can just... do stuff differently #the free will is kicking in babes and it has decided I love finding ways to use things differently #it's why im doing a bg3 run where I just press loot all no matter what and use whatever I can in odd ways #anyways I might delete this later might not who knows

[kirby-the-gorb]

#kirby #food #daily kirby #my art #digital #hal laboratory #nintendo #I had enough energy to make custard tarts from scratch (but not to also finish washing the dishes after -n- ) #(I haven't eaten one yet - just some of the leftover custard) #(and some of the extra crumbs off the edges of the tray) #(but both those parts were good so)

[sisterdivinium]

Mother Superion barely had time to assess the large coat, the expensive hat and the aviator sunglasses all bunched up together into a messy pile located at the edge of her own desk when Jillian noticed her entrance.

“You’re alone?” She asked by way of greeting, peeping behind the nun’s back to make sure. “We should best close the door.”

“And ciao to you too, dottoressa,” Superion replied dryly, watching as Jillian went on to lock them in after looking outside for any other nuns strolling in the corridor.

“You’ll understand my bluntness in a second.” Jillian returned to her companion, gave her an apologetic peck on the lips and soon produced a magazine which she put into Superion’s hands. “You should take a look at this.”

It was a thin little rag, the sort that printed more low-quality paparazzi pictures than it did any sort of meaningful text—when there were any words to go along with the images, typos and grammatical mistakes abounded throughout the extravagant theories “explaining” the ins and outs of the love lives of all sorts and ranks of celebrities, from international movie stars to barely significant internet phenomena boasting of a couple thousand followers online.

Mother Superion might have wondered how and why a woman such as Jillian Salvius would ever have any such dreck in her possession had she not at once recognised what the low-quality paparazzi photograph chosen for that particular issue’s cover revealed: it was an aerial shot, likely the product of a snooping drone, which had captured an inner patio of Jillian’s house—and both of them, Jillian and Mother Superion herself, featured in it, standing suspiciously close together as the nun’s hand stroked the renowned scientist’s cheek.

“This has been out for only some two hours and it is making a hell of a lot of noise already. My PR staff are going completely mad. ArqTech’s social media accounts are being bombarded with either accusations of hypocrisy on my part, secretly seducing the church in the background while fighting it in public, or celebratory messages about ‘crushing the patriarchy of a decadent institution’ through ‘full contact sisterhood’ or something like it. Dozens of extremely suggestive emojis are sprinkled throughout in both kinds.”

Jillian said all this with a wealth of gestures, drawing abstract, nervous shapes in the air, squinting her eyes at every word, as if they stung her tongue with each absurd syllable that escaped her lips.

Suzanne looked down at the magazine again, flipping through some of its pages. A couple more of blurry or pixelated images where she and Jillian could barely be made out adorned a page with a single column of text in a large font over a red background that would make anyone’s eyes water; she couldn’t read the speculation contained therein.

She could likewise not speak her mind on the matter, as Jillian continued her tirade.

“And there’s more, of course there’s more. I regret to inform you that you and I have been…" She grimaced. “Blorbofied. And please don’t ask me how I know that word.”

Mother Superion raised an inquisitive, insistent eyebrow nonetheless. Jillian sighed and submitted.

“… Camila,” she admitted.

The nun pinched the bridge of her nose.

“But what I mean to say is that the internet is simply abuzz with this. We’re being shipped. People are writing fanfiction about us. I don’t know if you know, but that’s when they tell stories—”

“I know what that means, Jillian.”

Catching her off-guard, Suzanne was the one moved to confess by another eyebrow raised high.

“Well, Xena fanfiction didn’t write itself in the nineties, you know.”

Jillian remained speechless for a few seconds more as she attempted to process the information of how the woman standing in front of her, who she had seen kill scores of malevolent men as well as writhe beneath her in pleasure, who wore a habit and a veil and prayed to God every day, was the same person who would write Xena fanfiction in the late nineties and post them on the internet—some of which might still be out there, somewhere.

On second thought, the whole killing men part did make quite a good deal of sense…

“If this has been out for only two hours, how are these people writing stories already?” Suzanne asked, rescuing her from her trance.

Jillian shook her head slightly, as if to dispel the thought of a young Suzanne writing stories of dubious merit and intentions in some corner of the convent when not absorbed by training.

“I don’t know. I haven’t read any—nor will I—but they even came up with a name. They’re calling us ‘doctor superion’.

The look she received as a reply was impenetrable. Jillian couldn’t tell whether Mother Superion despised it or was somehow amused by it.

“But that’s beside the point,” Jillian went on, rather exasperated at the possibilities, “because if I’m getting hell over this, what can it mean for you?”

She reached out to Suzanne’s hands, her touch scared, her eyes pleading.

“Can the Vatican take any sort of action against you? Have I put you in trouble again?”

“This will pass,” Suzanne said to comfort her, cupping her cheek. “You’re talking about the Catholic church. They didn’t even believe women could have any kind of sex for the longest time. They won’t read into a bad picture where I’m doing nothing more apart from touching your face.”

“And the gossip? The articles are multiplying online, the stories—”

“How many stories has the Church survived?”

“Suzanne, don’t fault me for saying this, but I don’t give a fuck about the Church surviving anything—it’s you I’m worried about. If my investors drop out now, I can always find others if I need to, but if they excommunicate you and tear you from the girls—”

“Jillian. I’ve been here for about twenty years. I’ve done worse than touch rich ‘heretic’ women’s faces and they know it. You know it,” she said, looking pointedly at her. “Stop worrying.”

The scientist relaxed, if somewhat against her will. She frowned soon after, however.

“… What do you mean by ‘worse’? How many other ‘worse’ things were you involved with?”

“… A conversation for another day. I think doctor superion has given you enough strong emotions for the time being.”

Jillian laughed despite herself. Mother Superion smiled seeing her unwind.

“I won’t hear the end of this anytime soon,” the owner of ArqTech pondered.

“Hence the detective disguise in coming here when it’s thirty degrees Celsius outside?”

“Well, I wouldn’t want to unwittingly inspire any more fanfics than are already being written, would I? They’d have a field day with it, no doubt… But are you very sure you won’t suffer any repercussions for this?”

Suzanne kissed her.

Jillian attempted to repeat her question, but she found that kissing Suzanne back was quite a balm to her burdened heart—after all, if there were consequences to face either way, might as well deserve them in full.

When they parted to catch their breath, Mother Superion offered her an idea.

“We can say you’ve had a revelation through me, a miracle conversion. Even the Vatican will be glad to hear of it, for once.”

“Excuse you, but I have known what I liked since very early on. You wouldn’t be able to convert me to anything,” Jillian replied with a smirk. She leaned in to kiss Suzanne again, but stopped short thanks to a thought. “Hold on. Did you already have a contingency plan at the ready in case anything like this should happen?”

Mother Superion shrugged lightly.

“I told you. Worse things. In this line of work, it’s always best to look ahead of yourself.”

“Well, I might just run with your version, then. If only to calm these people down for a time.”

“The writers won’t stop.”

“I know. They might go at it even more excitedly. But the public image of the company might still be salvaged.”

“I pray it will. You’re invited to service if you want to show off just how genuine your new quest for God is,” Superion provoked her.

“Please don’t make me,” Jillian said with a laugh, pulling her closer. “I think I prefer private prayer to this whole blasphemer-to-devoted-choirgirl-overnight AU.”

Suzanne chuckled and kissed her again, throwing the gossip magazine away.

“See? Don’t worry about the others. We can write our own story all by ourselves…”

#doctor superion #warrior nun #jillian salvius #mother superion #this is what happens when you decide to write while sleep deprived #i don't usually write comedy but when i do it is utterly nonsensical lol #in earnestness i confess comedy isn't my strong suit. i think aristotle is right when he says it is based on characters “worse than us” #(while tragedy is about characters “better than us”) #and that usually means dumbing down and exaggerating some character traits which might risk losing their voice in the process #but i thought oh to hell with it -- it's not like i'll do this often anyway #and maybe someone might have a laugh the way i did when this came to me as i washed the dishes #narratives and similar

[rollingaroundin-bread]

The Murder of Sonic the Hedgehog has taken over my brain so here’s some redraws of (a few) of my favorite sprites!!! :D :D 

#the murder of sonic the hedgehog #tmosth #amy rose #amy the hedgehog #barry the quokka #knuckles the echidna #tails the fox #miles prower #really I meant to draw fan art for the /toh finale this week but alas.... Sonic gets Murdered: The Game was too good and I love it #I mean knuckles is wearing a COWBOY HAT and says YEEHAW how was I supposed to NOT be obsessed with this game??? #for the record I'm 100% going to draw more (already have actually) but I wanted to post this batch before im extremely busy this weekend #also I love Barry and would defend them with my life #thats not really related to anything but I wanted to say it #anyways I should PROBABLY get some homework done (or at least wash dishes) before I go home for the weekend so see y'all later!! :) #my art stuff #the sticky note doodle takeover of 2023

[sherlock-is-ace]

there's nothing more disconcerting than when you're daydreaming while doing a task and someone speaks to you. Like, to the outside world, you're just quietly doing the dishes, but there's an entire scene going on in your head with overlaping dialogue. Why would you talk to me right now!? kdjfhgdfg

#fully get it tho i am just silently washing dishes to the outside world #and sometimes i become really snappy when someone interrups my intricate daydreams #but i never know how to explain it #no. i'm not silent. i'm writing a novel in my head pls shut up #and if i'm not careful i will act out scenes or move my lips as i come up with dialogue in my head #it's a problem #djhgdkfg #angel talks #personal #some would say it's the autism... they could be right

[home-fire]

Very simple set up for noumenia, with a candle for Hestia and offerings of incense, olive oil, and honey almond rolls.

#I started cleaning the night before and did some more this morning #then cooked the rolls and washed dishes #and in the spirit of the day am taking a nap before diving into homework for the rest of the day #noumenia #hellenic paganism #hellenic polytheism #helpol

[homochadensistm]

I have a roommate currently who a) leaves grease on dishes and then b) complains I use too much soap in washing said dishes. Drives me wild

I would personally smash a plate over their head but what do I know

#when i was in the US i stayed a big hosue with iirc 8 ppl? they all had their own rooms #each day theyd leave their dishes in the sink and not wash them #to the point that dishes would pile up for days on end and smelled like death #at some point i broke and started washing the dishes all passive aggressively #god the Creatures who lived there...

[zenjestrr]

fan artists don't lewd teen anime girls challenge

#watched Frieren cuz some random youtube video singing its praises autoplayed while I was washing the dishes #and it's really good! #and one of my fav characters in the show is 16 right now (unless they kill her off we will definitely see her at 26 #by the time the show is over based on the current premise) #so I go into her tag and bam standard big tiddy art of her