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#keep up the incredible work <3
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I'm dying over your tags on my art blog posts 🥺🥺🥺
ajsdfhfjsfhkh i'm so glad!! i'm always so happy when my tags bring wonderful artists like you some joy!!
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good-beanswrites · 4 months
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My lyrics for Double!! I really loved this song and became like a thousand times more impressed by Deco27 and Natsuki Hanae after working with it for so long 😅 I chickened out of recording this one in the apartment but if anyone wants to cover it... lmk.... 👀 I can definitely put something together to help hear how the rhythms work, because I got it all to line up very nicely! (Lyrics under the cut and my little commentary in the tags)
(I’ve got you, leave it to me!)
Welcome home, it's another day, keeping things at bay, you see no change
Not a smile in this mess, you're doing your best, you say (wake up)
"Don't need a break" as you proceed to start breaking, both sleeping and waking makes you bleed
And now, reborn anew -- I'll take in on for you
Not your plan? Who gives a damn, I'm here and here is where I'll stay
It's just the two of us, nothing left to run from. You're safe now, your hero's come.
All I did was dream, is that a crime? Is that enough to name me guilty by?
"He can't be trusted, he lied," you cried. Made me out as the bad guy. But why?
Ah, I'm the one that saved you, don't you see? So tell me why the hell you cry to me!
Let me hear you revel, grateful, cling to me with "savior," "adore" -- oh, sing to me.
Welcome home, it's another day, keeping things at bay, you see no change
Too late, your limits passed. Too late, yourself has cracked (goodnight)
If you persist I'll assist with releasing, keeping your peace is why I exist
And now reborn anew -- I'll take it on for you
(Oh, hello? Mom? It’s been a while. Yeah.. well, I mean, some days are hard but I’m doing alright, don’t worry. How’ve you been? I’ll go home next time I get some time off...)
The reason I'm alive, must be making sure that you survive
"He can't be trusted, he lied," you cried. Made me out as the bad guy. But why?
All I did was dream, did you forget? Go on and forgive me, I'm no threat.
Listen to me confess, honest. Eat your words and I bet, regret
Ah, I just tried to help, tried to be strong. So tell me why the hell it's all gone wrong
Let me hear you revel, grateful, cling to me with "savior," "adore" -- don't sing me this song
Lost my memory
I'm double, it was unavoidable
Living painfully
I'm trying, as hard as possible
Tell me, tell me.
If I wasn't born, maybe this trouble --
Tell me, tell me.
It's all my fault
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schmweed · 4 months
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You ever write some shit where you're like 'oh yeah I'm totally just describing what this guy is doing in his free time nothing else im just setting the scene it's unnecessarily detailed for no particular reason' and then realize you are in fact just info dumping about some shit you are interested in actually
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ff2-soda-pop · 3 months
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I'm starting to question if I should even bother with the stupid paper.... I'm probably just gonna fail anyways lmao
#ive been running around stuck on Babysitter Duty for the past three days and the teacher only gave us any instructions on thursday yet#somehow expected a full paper done and edited by sunday. even if i wasnt stuck on babysitter duty she'd get a shitty paper just due to how#little TIME that is to get things done. but because i am on babysitter duty uhhh..... well so far there's no paper#ive been spending practically full days having to take care of my sister and i cant just Ignore Her so i havent done my paper while watchin#her because again: my focus needs to be on Her. and shes incredibly loud which makes it super hard to focus. fun combo /s#so i was like 'i'll just stay up Really Late and do it then' but that hasn't worked because my sister WONT GO TO BED if im awake. i was up#until 4am last night hoping she'd fall asleep and shut up and i could work but Nope!#and then i got too tired to even care anymore#i've tried explaining this to others and they're just like 'ok well you just need to find a way to make it work :/' which is very much#easier said than done! and im scared about this paper because this teacher doesnt accept late work at all for pretty much any reason#and im sure she wont understand my situation. because shes also the teacher that didnt understand that i didnt have the textbook on time#because it was still being shipped and i dont control the rate at which book ships and she was like#'..........okay well you still need to have the book by tomorrow at least <3' when i told her the book had Just shipped and idk when i'd ge#the dumb thing. so yknow i dont have high hopes about this#also just as extra 'make stuff more difficult' i have zero accommodations because my mom cant keep track of my fucking IEPs and they wont#let me have accommodations unless i have that and idk how to get a copy anymore. so i've also been running around with no help in that area#and it's not great </3#idk im just stressed out and frustrated and i Want To Cry :)#vent
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keeps-ache · 1 month
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realizing i could also just doodle on the sketch layer has changed the game extramentally
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bardkin · 7 months
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feeling like you're "not disabled enough" to quit your job or at least ask for accommodations fuckin' sucks
#venty tags because i'm angry and tired of my fuckin' job. ya'll are free to skip this one if you're not in the right headspace <3#my fuckin' rsd just really got to me today.#your muscles hurt and ache & they hurt enough to be noticeable more often than not.#you expect them to Stop Fucking Hurting SIX MONTHS into having A Job and they seem to have only gotten worse.#but they don't hurt bad ''enough'' to keep you bed ridden.#you get frequent enough headaches but none that are on the level of full on migraines.#they're enough to make you feel like shit but they don't make you physically ill.#so you go in anyway - even though taking pain meds does fuck all for any of it 90% of the time.#your brain fog is Bad but you can force yourself to snap out of it long enough to get a requested task done.#you're barely able to remember how to do multi-step shit that gets done Every Fuckin' Day and thus should be seared into your brain by now.#you're demotivated and depressed but you know none of your coworkers will Get It & you go in anyway -#so you almost have a breakdown at the end of each month but you smother it until you finally get home that day.#you're always exhausted no matter how much or little you sleep or how long or short your work day Actually is -#and every day is a fuckin' slog that only gets worse the later in the week it is.#& if you say anything about how much you hurt or how tired you are...#it's either brushed off or becomes an open invitation to infantilize and/or ''jokingly bully'' you.#you get told to ''toughen up'' or ''get better sleep'' and that ''you can do it.''#ugh. fuck.#i'm in a bit of an ''extremely fucked'' situation bc my work isn't corporate. it's incredibly close-knit & family run.#small business as hell being a service dog training thing.#granted - my boss is disabled / chronically ill so she May understand if i ever say anything.#but my fuckin' coworkers are Glaringly able-bodied & neurotypical. and they're the ones who do most of the ribbing. all of the ribbing.#it's not constant but it's consistent enough that my rsd has me somewhat convinced that most of my coworkers are probably sick of me.#i frequently have intrusive imagined scenarios where i get fired & at least one person says ''good riddance'' or something like that.#i'm a scrawny depressed queer who's only kind of good at sweeping up.#and i can barely do that these days without having to sit down every handful of minutes.#it's just kind of all around fucked rn.#i can't wait to get out of here.
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daydadahlias · 8 months
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Hi! Just wondering if you have any 5sos fics in the works. If so, can you give us a preview?
hi!! no, im sorry, but i unfortunately just dont really feel comfortable sharing my work w/ this fandom rn <3
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Ever hear a song that you KNOW is something someone you cut off is fucking playing to act all sad and mopey about you leaving? Follow up question: how do keep yourself from beating the shit out of someone without feeling like you're going to literally explode
#mud rambles#bad coping mechanism hours el oh el#just ruminating dw#I need to fucking sleep lmfao#anyway to indulge my paranoia a bit!#reminder to people I explicitly cut off and/or don't speak to for a reason that you're doing nothing but stroking your own bitchass ego by#'checking up on me' aka stalking my page#learn to not be such a self centered bitch and grow actual human decency <3 and sincerely fuck you#if I wanted your fucking concern i wouldn't have cut you off#it's kinda fucking late for it especially when i was literally fucking begging for it while we were still 'friends'!#you don't get to keep pretending you care!#and as much as you wanna delude yourself into thinking you actually do care trust me as someone who has actual delusions. you don't#you wouldn't have treated me the way you did if you actually had. especially when i literally. fucking begged you to work with me#stop making excuses. stop 'explaining.' i don't fucking care. it doesn't fucking matter#i've already gone over every possible fucking reason you would've done what you did. trying to 'offer an explanation' does nothing#except. again. stroke your own fucking ego#i've already recognized i'm at fault for letting myself be your fucking doormat and not standing up for myself sooner#however! lol! doesn't fucking mean i deserved what happened or that your 'reasons' matter#you assholes know i'm incredibly self aware. more self aware than y'all like to pretend i am#because to y'all i'm either a stinky dumb man who doesn't get it or just 'your boy' who apparently has just as much self reflection as y'al#which is to say. lol. absolutely fucking none#some advice. stop projecting and work on your motherfucking selves. i've been doing it since beffore i even met y'all#as much as y'all wanna ACT incompetent. you're not. grow the fuck up. you're both literally significantly older than me.#anyway that's enough for now I need to be normal. do something before i go to sleep so i don't just stay up thinking about this lol#because i'm at least actually putting effort into being a functional adult :-)
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safyresky · 10 months
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Crystal Springs Chapter 12: now on ao3!
Go ahead and give it a read right over HERE!
Chapter 12: Here I Come
Jack reunites with the rest of his family.
I know what you're thinking.
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You'll just have to read the chapter to find out! ;)
Jk jk jk, I'm not THAT awful. Here, have an excerpt:
"Are you coming, or not?" she shouted over her shoulder. Now or never, Jack, he thought to himself. He took yet another deep breath in, exhaled, and followed her up the path. The pair of them hadn't even made it to the base of the veranda when someone rounded the corner of the house, carrying a large pile of firewood and whistling to himself. If a non-magibean were to look at the man, they'd guess him to be somewhere near sixty, perhaps, though it was hard to place. He wore a pale light orange shirt, the sleeves rolled up despite the chilly weather. His skin was somewhere between medium and olive, slight wrinkles on his forehead. His hair was a literal fiery orange, flames shooting straight up, his eyes a warm almost golden orange—not too light and not too bright. "Dad!" Jacqueline yelled, waving. The man looked startled, the flames on his head growing taller for the briefest of seconds before his eyes landed on Jacqueline, widening in recognition. His face broke into a smile, the wrinkles disappearing and every possible smile line you could imagine appearing instead. "Jacqueline! You're home!" he shouted from the base of the porch stairs. Jacqueline bolted, ramming right into him and giving him a hug. The firewood toppled, and Blaise nearly did, too! He must've been used to these kinds of tackle hugs, Jack thought as he neared the stairs, since he steadied himself fairly fast and squeezed back in record time, going so far as to lift Jacqueline with a little half spin. She laughed, face buried in his chest. "We've missed you around here, kiddo," he said, putting her down and squeezing her tightly. "I missed you guys too," she said, quietly. Letting go, she grinned up at her dad. Their dad. "I brought someone with me," she said, pointing over her shoulder. Blaise looked past her, meeting Jack's unsure gaze. His eyes widened, hair going out with a little puff. The two men locked eyes; Jack swallowed, taking off his shades and immediately averting his gaze. Jacqueline glanced between the two of them, choosing her next move carefully. She stepped back, and Jack felt waves of comfort come across their connection. He glanced at her. She smiled, and gave a tiny, tiny nod. It took Jack a moment still to work up the courage, before he finally looked up into Blaise's eyes. "Hi Dad," Jack finally said, a little too quietly for his liking. He cleared his throat. "I'm…back." Blaise was silent, eyes roving over his son fast, face unreadable. Jack braced himself, fearing the worst. Waiting for the angry retort. The proper banishment from the grounds that would surely come his way and—warm. He was warm, suddenly. Very warm. Jack opened his eyes (unsure when he had even closed them) and found himself looking over Blaise's shoulder. He was hugging him. Blaise was hugging him, tightly. Jack stood still, confused. His arms were sticking out, unsure if he should return the hug or not. There was a small fwoosh, a sudden warmth blooming near his head. Blaise let go, his hair reignited and a smile on his face as he gazed at Jack. "Welcome home, son."
That's one of my FAVOURITE scenes. Just as confused as Jack? Guess you'll have to read on to find out what happens next with both Mr. Frosts HERE.
Wanna start Crystal Springs from the top? FRET NOT! You can read it HERE on ao3, and HERE on ff dot net :). Summary below the cut!
It's been almost a year since Jack Frost thawed and things are looking...well, not so great. Jack's powers are seemingly gone. Without them, the Dome that keeps the North Pole safe from the cold and its magic controlled is melting, putting everything and everyone magical at risk. Unable to hide his power shortage any longer, Jack is forced to admit the truth. Thankfully, there is a solution: enacting the Legate Law, bringing Jack and the sister that he hurt so many centuries ago back together again. But when Jacqueline starts experiencing destructive blackouts, the pair are forced to head back home to Crystal Springs, bringing Jack face to face with the rest of the family. Needless to say, between getting his powers back, helping his sister figure out what in the FROST those blackouts even were, reconciling with his parents, meeting the two even younger siblings he didn't even KNOW he had, NOT TO MENTION the ancient threat that's had it out for the ENTIRE Frost family finally making a move? Saving Christmas (regrettably) is looking to be a little bit...complicated.
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I got a job in my field but I had to turn it down because they simply weren't offering enough money. It's beyond insulting to be offered minimum wage when I have a master's degree and relevant work experience.
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judesstfrancis · 1 year
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Hello again I happened to come home from a Culver's run just as my mom and sister were finishing 9-1-1 and like. I get that cable TV is like this but also. No <3
Perhaps fox should've let the two repressed firemen kiss but instead they did the end of this episode
This whole ordeal has led me to a very interesting conversation with my sister where she apparently thought destiel had been normal canon and wanted that for buddie and I had to be like "no yeah they made that canon by killing one of them"
it's just like I'm not even mad about the queerbaiting anymore I'm used to that I was doing great just being like THEYRE IN LOVE meanwhile knowing that would never happen on screen. it's the fact that these two only ever have the same storyline every season and nothing changes in their attempt to fix it like I'm so tired!! like I know this show knows how to write a satisfying relationship I genuinely cannot understand why they can't figure it out for these two specifically. and even beyond that why they feel like they have to like the obvious solution to both of their problems to me is for them to both be alone for a little while but then they just. do the same shit I am TIRED
also that is very funny bc I realistically in my brain can only conceive of them ever saying they love each other if one of them dies. like maybe I'm wrong I hope I am but I am so positive it won't happen unless someone is dead. everyone say thanks supernatural for ending homophobia by sending them to superhell instead <3
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harrowharkwife · 2 years
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I can’t believe I just woke up to this 😅 Does the whole sperm donor theory comes just from the TVline snippet? Fandom absolutely skipped over the obvious threesome suggestion (quite possible as Eddie “gets involved” with the singer and if it implies something even remotely romantic for Eddie we know how Buck gets) and jumped straight to sperm donor thing? Threesome is sort of close to Buck’s current storyline of being single and realising he’s better being alone for now but the last time he talked about being a father was in season 1 maybe. No offence but it’s the most outlandish theory ever since “Maddie is actually Buck’s mother”. Am I missing something that makes it so believable to others?
cranky cause you can't handle fun theories, huh?
POV im washing this rancid ask down the drain
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arrowpunk · 1 year
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Gosh y'all I am so excited I am finally getting top surgery in just a few days (Friday) and I am just ecstatic- my awful back has been pulling double duty these past couple weeks reminding me exactly why I need this so badly and I just am so excited to be so close to Relief
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i am so goddamn sick of the cycle of ‘get interested in something’ ‘become OBSESSED to the point where it is the only thing u want to do / that brings joy’ ‘become overwhelmed by everything you are Not doing due to obsession’ ‘get over the interest only to be sad and bored’ rinse and repeat. it’s fucking exhausting. why can i not just like things. do things. have hobbies. without my brain having a meltdown!!! it’s ridiculous!
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eightyfours · 1 year
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ever read a fic when you're like
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bc same.
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