#HOW DO I DO THAT AGAIAN?!???

[ssreeder]

So, have you heard "My Dead Gay Son" from Heathers? I think you may like it :D

I do like it

But it came at a price,,, meaning I got in my vehicle today with my entire family plus some and of course as phones do… it linked to the radio and apparently I listen to music very loudly and I swear each of their heads turned SO SLOWLY to look at me when the title of the song popped up ha…. HA…. Haaaaaaaa.

Whatever I blame Hakoda.

#I don’t care if it doesn’t make sense #but it was like the MIDDLE of the song haha #and each person was like ‘are you okkkkk?’ #yeah #why do you ask??? #I’m Mumbling MIND YOUR BUSINESS as I fumble with the dials to change the song #until I realized I needed to change it in my phone #& you ever get panicked and you don’t know how to do something suddenly #like how do I switch songs?? #HOW DO I DO THAT AGAIAN?!??? #as the lyrics sang: #I used to see a homo an ho reaching for my gun…. #cue *nervous laugher & button smashing* #whatever it happens #they know I listen to theater music but it’s never been so ummmm graphic #lucky the heathers is one of my #favorite movies #so no one was too surprised #HAAAAA #haha #blhahhhhhh #liab #ria #music recommendations #ask

[nomazee]

keep my blankets warm and my name in your mouth

after a night of soaring through belobog's liquor, you finally face the consequences of it on the floor of your hotel room. thankfully, dan heng has experience with taking care of idiots (i.e. you)

dan heng x gn reader — drunkenness, sweet and sappy and sarcastic, dan heng is probably ooc, reader is trailblazer but this is set vaguely in canon & lore doesn't matter, stupid people who love each other but never say it, are they dating or are they toeing the line of cohabitation in the middle of a hotel room?

sequel here

notes: oh gawsh hey guys... yeah yeah it's been forever since i posted but i giggled at all the requests i miss and then instead of doing those i wrote this, but TRUST i am getting back to all of you in a timely manner i love you all thank you so much for sticking with me, i'm coming out with a follower event once i hit 1k (soon) so be excited! love you guys and enjoy

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Dan Heng is an awful caretaker, really, and you should’ve known this because of his deadpan and often awkward nature. It just never really occurred to you until he’s truly saddled with taking care of a living, breathing thing—i.e., you, drunk and vomiting into a trash can after a spree through Belobog’s bars. 

In your defense, having no memories means having no experiences to your name (other than everything you’ve been through on the Express so far, which is maybe more near-death experiences than you’d like to have), and you heard that being drunk was just something everybody experiences at least once. 

Then, Pela texted you that one time asking for quick tips to sober up, and it dawned on you that you don't even know what that feels like, and then—who cares, really, you don’t have half a mind to think of your tragic pre-drunk backstory when you’re trying not to die of embarrassment as Dan Heng maneuvers you in a way that won’t get vomit on your clothes. 

The cold tiles of the Goethe Hotel en suite bathroom aren’t enough to bring you to full awareness, so you let Dan Heng ragdoll you into kneeling over the trash can and pull any dangling accessories away from your, um, line of fire. 

“Why would you guys let me do this?!” you wail in disbelief, trying to hold back a mouthful of bile but ultimately failing as you cough into the bin again. You’re truly betrayed at the thought that your closest friends wouldn’t warn you of things like alcohol poisoning, and pacing yourself, and how many drinks is too many drinks. 

“I didn't let you do anything,” your friend retorts, because he’s evil and mean and awful at comforting you, “I told you it would be a bad idea. You’re the one that still went out.” 

“Did I puke in front of everyone?” 

Dan Heng pauses, which is always a bad sign. It means he’s thinking, really thinking about what to say. “At the very least, you puked in the snow and not inside the restaurant.” 

A desperate wailing noise escapes you yet again. Life is cruel, and Dan Heng is crueler. He should’ve told a sweet little white lie and you would’ve been none the wiser and a lot less mortified. “Himeko laughed so hard when we found you that Welt had to make her leave.” 

“Just kill me,” you whisper into the trash can, full of your hopes and dreams and the remnants of your dinner and drinks. “I can’t go back to the Express. Execute me and give me a gentle death.” 

“No need to be dramatic,” he says, annunciating his words in that odd little way he does, and it makes you want to kiss him and read a dictionary to you, cover to cover. “You need to drink water, and then brush your teeth. I don’t trust you showering right now so you have to wait until the morning.” 

“Oh, Dan Heng,” you keen, with the grief of a spouse watching their partner go off to war, “you don’t even want to wash my hair for me?! You just think I’m— I’m a drunken slob!” 

“Be quiet,” he commands through his teeth, embarrassment warming him up—you can feel it, the way the tips of his fingers go a little bit warm from where they rest on your shoulder and the side of your face. “You— I don’t think that. You need to brush your teeth.” 

You definitely are not brushing your teeth tonight. You tell Dan Heng as much but he just rolls his eyes and compromises with a travel-sized bottle of mouthwash that he pulls from the cabinet under the sink. He’s so prepared. Or maybe that’s just the hotel staff. Regardless. 

You rinse your mouth out once you’re fine enough to let Dan Heng pull you up to your feet and rest you against the counter of the sink. He has to remind you multiple times to not swallow the mouthwash, and you bat at him childishly for thinking you’d ever do such a thing—except, you definitely would have drinken down an entire mouthful if he didn't say anything. You can’t bear to look at your reflection in the mirror. You just pray to whatever Aeon is listening that there’s no awful stains on your clothes, and that you don’t smell so terrible that Dan Heng goes running the minute he lets go of your arm. 

“Where’s March?” you whine out as he leads you from the bathroom to the main hotel room, trying to gently set you down on your bed but giving up once you immediately fall into it like an ungraceful rock. “She would be so much nicer. You’re mean. Do I smell bad?” 

“I’m not mean,” he tells you, sure of himself and the twist of his mouth as he avoids looking you right in the eyes. “You don’t smell. You need to go to bed. And lay on your side.” Petulantly, and not without some kicks of your legs and flails of your arms, you find yourself situated under the sheets of the hotel bed, sock somehow off your feet now as Dan Heng pulls the blankets right up to your shoulders. 

“I’m on my side now. Do I get a reward?”

“Why would you need a reward?” 

A disgruntled tsk escapes you and you look up at Dan Heng with an exasperated expression. It’s pitiful enough to guilt him into kneeling down beside your bed so that he’s at eye level with you. “Because I went through so much tonight,” you slur out, words starting to mix with each other as a result of your remaining drunkenness and the exhaustion of the night hitting you. “I’ll take a, um— a gold star, or something.” 

“I can give you a cup of water in the morning.” 

Another dreadful wail escapes you. You’ve never faced evil more potent than Dan Heng, and by the stupid twinge of a smile on his face, he knows what he’s doing. You hate how endearing he is, and how he dangles little treasures like this in front of you. You’re brought back to the heat of his fingers from earlier, the gentle touches he left on your shoulders as he let you puke your guts out without even flinching. As much as you joke, you know Dan Heng’s kindness comes from a lack of evil. Comes from a supporting weight against your arms, comes from travel-size mouthwash, comes from staying in your hotel room until you fall asleep and double-checking that you’re on your side. 

In the morning, you’ll take the cup of water, and you’ll take him out for breakfast, too.

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#dan heng x reader #hsr x reader #honkai x reader #honkai star rail x reader #hsr fanfic #dan heng hsr x reader #dan heng fanfic #how do i tag guys i keep forgetting #fun fact this was supposed to be another dan heng and march fic but then i thought i was reusing tropes (i will reuse them again adn agaian #oh gawsh... i love march #hsr x you #honkai star rail x you #honkai star rail fanfic #dan heng x you #dan heng fluff #hsr fluff #me when i ramble on a google doc and then use spellcheck and then call it a day

[rawmeknockout]

What are your thoughts on Shattered Glass, and would you consider doing requests/making content of it (when your requests open up agaian, of course)

sincerely in the most loving gentle way possible i need you guys to learn how to look through my blog and read my writing before asking things

#asks

[soapycelery]

Among us sussy balls?!?! Among us! Among us sussy... balls-! Sussy.... sussy Among us! Among us sussy balls. . . AMONG US!! SUS. Among us sussy sussny .amongus sussay... posay! Hmmmm.. sussuy POSAY BALLS!? sus .. . Sus amongus balld... baped agaian... balls. AMONG US SUSSY BALLS POOSAY AMONF US!!

Artists with the among us eye is so funny to me. How im the aorld dif somone fins put that you can make a crying Aya woth that among us with snaaekers ? Who put and among us in the eye and thought that? Why? It's the sussying eye. Carzy.

Also, poe. Ai is crazy. The bots kinda understand aloe burn. If u keep dancing around the admiting to being in love they'll do it tooo. I currently am using a zombie apocalypse ghost bot and it's so super crazy. Like. H3 wants me and it's so obvious but he never explicitly says it. It's awesome.

#among us #shitpost #sussy #tumbling #drunkposting #teehee #want more?? sceunscrieb #pls like #posting on tumblr #call of duty: modern warfare

[scawch]

cannot properly convey how I feel at this time just know that for the past minute I have been whisper screeching ONE PANEEEEL OOOOOONENNENEEE over and over lots and agaian with little tiny breaks invetween so I can take a breath and go ahaha Notmal as if it will be the last time I do it an It Wil Not Be The Last Time

[purge-that-urge-rhackathon]

Hi hun! I'm sorry things are rough for you right now. You shouldn't ever feel like that (nor should you ever feel like this isn't a safe place for you to vent). From what I've seen after following you for quite a while, you are endlessly supportive of everyone you come across on this site and deserve that back. I was getting into writing this message (had why you are great points and was ready to write up support arguments) but tumblr cut me off before I could get too sappy. In short, love you!!

hahaha well i super appreciate it thank you! i also super auper appreciate the fact i CAN vent here at all and retain some (relative) anonymity vs ya know fb ♡ i just dont get it, this isnt the way i was raised so why do my prents act this way? why didnt they listen to me over a yearback when i said the cat had tumors and they didnt wanna spend the money to check but at the end they were ready to do ANYTHING it took (we dont even go to the doctors ourselves... thanks amierica) and now dad is SUPER dep[resed over ‘killing’ the cat (it was mercy, i know for a fACT It was but he wasnt unable to use the litterox or jump ike the cat we had to put down last year...the sweetest cat too, I had to be doctor death because my parents couldnt do it and my poor younger siblings (im eldest) couldnt do it) so i had to be the one to technically kil him and that has stuck deep with me, i dont deal with death the same way other people do, i know i dont,, and he was so scared and cried when we brought him and he peed in the cat carrier and i didnt want to do it i wanted to go back home with him, and i made my siblings swear nt to tell my grieving parents, and then THIS cat couldnt been avoidable but they didnt listen to me and now he had to be put down and just im frustrated over what didnt need to hapen even with a 20yr old cat had they LISTENED To me im just upset about a mutlitude of things but htak you for putting up with my venting and nonsense.

i know it makes people feel weird and awkward, and some feel olbgated to say something (plz never do! i would hate to put things on others or emotionally manipulate anyone in any way, i just want to vent nd know it had been ackonlwgned i guess) and i just dont underatand why peopel dont listen (esp. my parents).

I mean, i am the ONLY one of my entire extended family to ever go to colege nd complete a degree. I was technically a diplomat in japan. I have the brain skills to be a CIA operative. i speak and understand mutliple lanagues (i wanna get to ten) and other than that, we grew up homeless until i was about 16? maybe 13 i dont etirely recall, but i have street skills as well and i have live din two foreign countries (cant see the forest through the trees and all that) and yet my opinions still count for shit, or my relaive youth (im over 30, letys make that official i am no child) but my dad keeps saying i dont have the years he has (and i NEVER will while hes alive its a moot point) but my paents are xenophobves and ive WORKED for a foreign givenemnt and lived in two foreign countries but im a woman and bisexual and this goes against everything they undersand as normal, and then where the poor cat is concerned like im not a doc, i got a BA not a BS, so my opinons count for shit, and i just want everyone to be nice qnd take proper action with things and not cause others pain and have empathy towards those who have less (i grew up homeless and we were poor until maybe five-7 years ago?)) and just everything huRTS SO MUCH and i am TRYING so goddamn hard all the time but im ultimately at my parents mercy (i live at home because california is too expesive to live in a real9tively safe place alone) and work is fucking me and im trying so damn hard to be a good person and do whats right and help others when i wouldve wanted help and just looking at the bigger picture and it just hurts because there is no room for good in the world o matter how hard you try and every time i try to gte ahead i just for balls .

The good part is, i have two kittens who will be one year come april(or march i dont remember) and my kitty Scratches LOVES me just for me with no other expectaton, so i mean, i have that much. Basicallt i am just really really hurting and i will probably bounce back in full force rather quickly after this pity party but i am very grateful for the chance to vent and also feel heard so to speak, ya dig? :D

ANyways, thank you anon, i love you, you rock, and sorry for alk the serous spelling errors, i am on my 8th beer of the hour trying to hurt myself and/or make the pain go away BAHAHAH XD aint working yet but i havent brought the weed into the mix yet..... that usualy makes me happy. The xanqx stopped the full blow paic attack over helpless feeligs i am powerless against, but i am not happy but trying to get comfortably num. I am on my 8th beer of the hour tho so HEY lets see!! XD

...i am  a mess. DISCLAIMER do not try any of this at home, i am a 30something queer sad sack with adhd and panic disorder who no loger destoys items but instead tries to destroy herself becaus eit will hurt no one but me LOLOOL

....also i feel SUPER guilty about waiting to update ALL sales final and also the new commission i need to get done solike, bear with me, i am trying SO fucking hard right now and i feel like i am supr letting everyone down but i will get there i promise! I will probably be riht as rain tomorrow and i am sorry for ,lll the maudelin nonsense i know plenty of you are not interested and we wil back to our our regularly scheduled bullahit after i bury it all haha

much love, posonjack

#poisonjack answers #sorry ill delete all this bullshit later i am just hurtng rrlly really bad right now nd it feel beter to ge it out and express myself abd' #then be emabrassed by it tomorrow about how much i lsot control and let all this bulllshgut be witnessed by so many #anyways we all have dayd like this (i am assuming? hahahah) and im very sorry to expose you to mine'i #i just cant do this on facebook ...iam tryong to get laid from an ex-bf i have been on agaian off again with for the past ten years aHAHAHA' #he is HOT #and i am A sad sack right now haha im really really very sorrry for this maudelin nonsense i truly am #it mebarrasing i know and i apologize for that #thak you for allowing me to vent tho. ill be super embarassed after i sober up but im just in pai rn haha

[lqhhj]

#my sisters wedding is the weekend the skz show in nj is...how do i tell her i might miss her wedding for a group she doesnt like kjddsajk #stray kids #hwang hyunjin #skz #lq stray kids #lq hyunjin #lq hwang hyunjin #hyunjin #u guys im freaking out...i can;t believe they're coming id literlaly do anything to see them agaian ogh myg od!!!!

[moss-likes-rocks]

Vent

I can't watch my favorite creators anymore. They're animatics are too good. I can't watch them without feeling this seething jealousy, my friend said "this was fun to draw!" For my birthday gift. And I don't understand how things can be fun to draw.

I just wanna be at a point where my art is good, looks good, and I can enjoy the process of making it. Instead I'm sitting here looking at my friends art thinking "why does it get to be so easy for them?" And I feel like th lost selfish person in the world.

I watched shandzii's recent 'ship in a bottle' animatic agaian and all I could think was "why does it look consistent? Why is everything so clear?" And I talk to these people. My friend Panda's art is so stunning and I'll stare at it for hours not thinking about how amazing it is but being angry that my art isn't that amazing.

Is that just it? Am I just selfish person? Do I deserve to have the access I do to art programs when I don't enjoy using them half the time? People say "if you don't like art then don't do it" but why would I stop? I don't enjoy the process and I can't appreciate the end product yet I'm still angry my art never gets any recognition.

I'm just a selfish person like that. So self centered that I think I deserve the world even though I hate what I give to it.

[lesbianwillbond]

BRO I JUST WOKE UP BC OF REAONS BUT LOOK LOOK LOOK

IM LITERALLT SHES BACK I CANT BELIEVE SHES BACK I MISSED YOU SO MUCH BABY YOU DONT KNOW HOW EMOTY MY LIFE HAS BEEN WUTJIUT YOU INLIVE YOU SONJUXH I CANT BELIEVE YOURE BACK PELASE DONT EVER LEAVE ME AGAIAN I DONT KNOW GWHAT I F DO WITKOHT UOU PLEAS EU LIVE YOU DO MUCH YOU DONT EVEN KNOW ITS SO GOOD TO SEE YORH FACE AGAIN I CANT BLEIEVE ITS BEEN SO OING HOW HAVE I BEEN LICING AND GOING ON ALK THIS TIME WITHIUTBUOU

#I WAS JYS LOOKING AT MY LIST AND THERE SHE WAS OG MY GODDDDDDDD IM ACTAIALYT GONNA CRY RN LIKE I DONT KNOW HOW UM GONNA SLEEP THE RETSBOF TH #E NIGTH KOW #EN

[alysaregineshareee-blog]

MOVE UP, INSTEAD OF MOVING ON

Moving on is easy to say but hard to do. Everyone of us experience difficulties that sometimes brings us to much hard feelings, sometimes we feel empty and worthless. It bring us too many questions in life, we question ourselves " did im not enough?" "do my will not enough?" did I deserve this? Why I need to suffer from this kind of sadness? Why I need to feel prick Why I need to feel this kind of pain?" And how long I will take this pain? How to move on and forget things that bring me in the lowest part of my life?

If you feel so down , Life is too short to waste your life to being doubtful.

If you are sad, Life is too short to be pessims. If you have failed, Life is too short to be hopeless. If you feel hurt, Life is too short to feel hate. We have this life to deliver into happiness.

Things that should do in terms of moving on:

1. Flash back Reflect on what is holding you back in life. Are you afraid to do things again? Are you afraid to move agaian are afriad to feel inlove again? because you had a bad experience in the past? Are you stuck thinking about something bad you did before and don't know how to move forward? Do you miss having great times with old friends? Do you miss your life before? Do you miss yourself? Figuring out the cause of what is holding you back is an important first step toward moving on.

2. Search your feelings. As you are reflecting back on what might be holding you back, pay attention to how your memories make you feel. If something makes you feel a particularly strong emotion (whether good or bad) it may be the culprit.

If you find yourself, for example, feeling very happy and nostalgic when you think about your teenage years, ask yourself some questions which can help you assess whether your thinking of the past is healthy or potentially harmful and holding you back in life.

3. Find yourself, Because of too much pain you loose yourself you forget who really you are. Search yourself reflect and realized the things that what made you happy. Focus yourself to the things(in a good way) that helps you to ignore the pain until you feel numb from the past.

4. Forgive, Forgive those people/person who gives you pain, learn how to forgive them and be happy for them. Acceptance is also a way to forgive someone. Once you learn how to forgive you can feel a peaceful from your mind and from your heart. Also forgive yourself from the things that you made yourself unconsously.

5. Find your happiness, once you find youself you can find your happiness do yourself ignore those memories and accept the present. And specially know your worth, Think that you dont deserve to be hurt, you dont deserve to be in pain. You deserve to be happy. Everyone deserve to be happy. You are worth it! You are enough! It is just true that the story of your past is done and you should to be done also! Done from the pain that you feel before. Fall sometimes but stand up in many times.

6. Move up, Don't stay yourself thinking om what happen from the past instead you should move forward. Turn off the past and turn on to move forward heal yourself open a new chapter of your life.

If something happened to you before, If you experience failure, If you feel so bad and empty, If your love has left you, If someone left you between in the battle of your life, let it go, it was never yours; many in this world are needy, shover your love on them. Life is really long enough to forget your sufferings, be good to others, help them finding a way out of their sufferings; since no one else can better than you understand how it feels to be suffered. Its not bad to be sad its not bad to cry but you still you should know how to endure the pain and know how to smile again. There so many reason to continue to live do not stay at the low part of your life. Wake up and lift up your self and believe to God that he have a reason why you experience that suffering. Do believe to his plan, beacuse God's plan is better than our plan.

So....dump your pain and move up..make a person smile :) Move up because it feels good.