#I should be writing an essay right now

[kkolg]

Look who made their boyfriend a fursonaaaaaaaa

meeeeeeeeee

#holy shit I thought I was cringe before #HOW DOES GETTING A BOYFRIEND MAKE IT WORSE🧎‍♀️ #you guys will be hearing a lot about him I apologize (lie)🚶‍♀️ #Oh the fursonas name is Nathaniel :) #I know you’ll see this gefgrefrerewfew hiiiiiii <3 #I should be writing an essay right now #And you know doing other more productive things #But this is more important <3 #uhm anyways #idk how I’m gonna tag this uhhhhhh #boyfriend babble #Good enough 😌 #uh anyways x2 #regular tag time😊 #k’s rants #kk’s art #art #furry #sfw furry #fursona #digital artist #digital #digital drawing #digital painting #digital art

[unfortunateearthworm]

that bit in harrow the ninth where she makes the soup out of her own bones but it’s not for fucked up supernatural reasons it’s just a representation of how important it is to have the soup. the only way the soup will be exactly how you want it is if you put your own marrow in there but it’s worth it because you want soup so bad. is this anything. 

#it's not anything it's absolutely nothing #the soup that I am craving is literally miso there are no bones this doesn't make any sense #but if I could get the soup with my bones it would be worth it you know? #I should be writing an essay right now #but I want soup :( #soup posting #locked tomb #this has been in my drafts for a full year but it is true once again #i want soup so bad #harrow the ninth spoilers #tlt spoilers #the locked tomb spoilers

[vampzart]

This is my oc Meadow. Her pronouns are she/they and she's a sheep girl. I'm still thinking about giving her sheep ears but Idk

Also this drawing is a year old and I never finished it

Btw her birthday is march 6th because I found this fox plush named Meadow whose birthday is march 6th

#art #oc #drawing #I should be writing an essay right now

[summerhighlandfalls]

Category fifteen not normal about that old man moment

#I should be writing an essay right now

[dootznbootz]

This might be my asexualness speaking but simply putting your faces together, nuzzling, and quick pecks on cheeks/forehead/nose/etc. will ALWAYS be more loving/intimate than kissing on the lips.

To me, those "smaller" acts of affection are more intimate as it's simply a physical reminder of "Hey, I care about you" and/or "I love being close to you".

I've seen so many people make out just to make out even with folks they don't know (Good for them! I do not care what others do as long as everybody involved is okay!) and I think for Allos, the act of kissing each other's lips is a way to gain physical "pleasure" as well as there are a lot of nerves on the lips.

But lil kisses elsewhere? Your skin isn't touching their skin enough to GAIN any pleasure for yourself other than a happy "I'm just letting you know I care" sorta thing you know? And if it is prolonged nuzzling/closeness, it's still just very "soft". You're doing a small physical act of affection for THEM. And idk I just really love that. Little reminders of love for THEIR sake, you know?

#btw the little kisses/nuzzles is any relationship btw. I just know most folks usually only kiss lips for romantic/sexual purposes #parent kissing child's forehead. sibling kissing sibling's cheeks. lover kissing lover's palm. etc. ANY relationship. #I hope this makes sense T.T #I'm also someone who's pretty grossed out by saliva🤢 #I would not consider myself aromantic so maybe that's also something that should be considered?? idk??? #I'm writing right now and small affections have always been more loving to me so yee #asexual #ace #romance #??? #idk how to tag this for once in my life lol #Mad rambles #writing #lgbtqia #essay

[gspot-rocks-the-gspot]

If Gandhi x Topher interactions comes canon (i mean, they obviously don't, but it's worth dreaming) i hope at least they have the same vibes that these Tyler, The Creator songs have

a humble request, it is nothing 😋 just a silly little angst to the plot

#clone high #clone high gandhi #topdhi #topher bus #gopher #clone high topher bus #omfg why am I thinking about these things right now? #I am a psychology student #I should do my final essay instead of writing this nonsense 😐😐😐 #alright anyways— Gopher rareship canon to death #Spotify

[chasmbreach]

“Don’t do anything crazy again brain”

“Ok, but like,,,,,,, party of three BEI,,,,,”

“… you motherFU-”

anyway there they are, the beloveds

Party of Three AU is by @dreemurr-skelememer (ps you should do more content of them)

#chasm art #inktobertale #inktobertale2022 #LOOK #THE IDEA #WAS THERE #SO LIKE #CAN YOU BLAME ME #yes absolutely you can blame me because I have an essay due and a discussion post to write and homework is a bitch #but I just had a very very long social interaction ‘community bonding’ at my dorm floor so #my energy has been sapped and drawing was the only thing I wanted to get done #but hey I got free Cheetos from the meetup so that’s great #anyway I should go do actually homework now #oh right and this took 1.5 hrs so

[goldkirk]

as I'm going back over my past history and items and journals and years, I come across all sorts of things, like the pencil I saved from that so-precious memory from second grade, and a pair of flip flops I've been missing for two years, and (tw for murder/crime/killings) the modern-high-school-AU-kidnapped-by-a-serial-killer story I wrote in late high school jdfsjdfsjkjlksfd

#i can't wait to find out what red flags I didn't see in my own self back when I last read this thing in 2015 hfdhfdhjsfd #also. there's gonna be like a good sentence here and there and then CRINGE. the whole rest of everything is just me still trying to copy th #breathing pace (essentially) and ways-of-describing-things of mainstream authors like I thought I was supposed to #so this'll be somewhat painful but also god what a joy and a gift and an honor and a delight to get to hold this close to my heart #and witness it with understanding and empathy and slow reflection and care like my past younger self deserves #i'm so lucky i'm alive to be here and do this #i'm so grateful i'm headed towards welcoming back and embracing the last little girl i was that still felt a lot of things #so excited for her focus and precision and tenacity and constant curious joy and movement to be back someday #i'm afraid people won't like the me i was before rule after rule and then dangers #but my god it'll feel so good to be the fully-flowing energy machine and dance and conduit again how will I have enough bother to care? #people who are good to each others' nervous systems cumulatively feel better and better #if i'm not good for you and yours then you really truly SHOULD go elsewhere and find someone who makes YOUR self feel right and light + war #anyway now that i wrote an essay in the tags as usual [nervous laughter] #personal #add to journal #words n rhythm #WHY DID I FEEL CAPABLE OF UNDERTAKING A STORY LIKE THIS #cradling my past self gently but also BANGING my HEAD against the WALL lmao #i'm proud of myself for writing and sharing this and its creative ideas. even if i don't like it now or feel ashamed or see mistakes. #anything. it mattered that it came to me and it mattered that i explored it and it mattered that i poured myself through it to help shape i #and it mattered that I left it on the internet so that now it still exists. i'm going to honor this story no matter what current me would #objectively think about it if it was written by anyone else. #this is a gift i give myself now. #this is a lot of what I learn and learn to do #trauma evolution #mosswrites

[yasuheadcanons]

fic scraps

ik im like so off topic. but bc im already on this blog can I talk about togakure for a second and this little fic I wanna do SO bad but I'll literally never do bc I don't know fuckshit abt business the plot would not be in THH! Byakuya would be a businessman leading his father's company and things are going decent (boring) but the place is kinda losing money fast as hell and they can't figure out what they can do to stop it then yasuhiro shows up at togami's office trying to convince him that he can literally predict what's going to happen to his business and that he should be hired to prevent it (I haven't thought about if he's being genuine or just trying to scam). byakuya calls major bull but has been in the same office surrounded by the same bland mediocre people for YEARS, so he decides "fuck it ill bite" and entertains the idea. despite his claims sounding so fictional hiro is actually right and knew exactly what would happen to the stock market two weeks ahead ?!?! they talk about it over several meetings which are totally not just fancy business dates and kuya finds himself wanting to hear not just more about the (*business*) proposal but about hiro but wouldn't know how to put it into words, hence eventually hiring him and then yada yada slow burn 500k words

but i feel like it would just be so fun to write bc while byakuya is literally made of money, he ends up meeting someone who isn't as fortunate as him and somehow ends up tangled in his confident pitches and can't help but wonder if their strange little relationship was hagakures plan the entire time. this would also give me a big opportunity to talk about how I DONT THINK YASUHIRO IS THE DUMBEST GUY AROUND LIKE.. he knows a thing or 2 u guys... and byakuyas response to him developing a crush being "oh so this is a new strategy" like no maybe he's just a guy you like kuya not everything is spreadsheet talk

#togakure #can you tell i should be doing an essay right now #also the two of them being business bros just WORKS in my head #togami byakuya #byakuya togami #hagakure yasuhiro #yasuhiro hagakure #yasuheadcanons #i would write it if i knew how business and stocks worked

[grellios]

phillip wittebane x reader (sfw)

it’s hair dye time babeyyyy @edgelordfucker gave me this idea

this is a short one, but it’s all i could think of and i wanted to write a fic to give me a break from drawing since that’s all i’ve been doing for the past few days

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"You know, you never answered me. Why do you do this to yourself, exactly?"

Philip's voice came from behind you as he had one hand in your hair and one hand on a bottle of hair potion. You regularly dyed your hair, but because it was such a pain to do alone, you recently enlisted Philip's help. He had some free time, and the bathrooms in the palace were all pretty spacious. He was making sure to get the potion evenly coated on your roots in the back like you'd asked, but he was still puzzled, hence his question. He'd asked earlier, but you dodged the question to get him to start helping you faster. Now that you were sitting there backward on a toilet with his hand in your hair, you decided it was probably time to give the man an answer.

"Well, I just like it. You know -- aesthetically."

"You don't like your natural hair colour?"

Philip sounded puzzled. You couldn't see his face, but you could hear in his voice that he didn't quite understand. It was a wonder he agreed to do this at all, really. It took quite a bit of prodding on your part, and he only relented when you left with a playful huff to go handle things yourself. It was clear he wasn't very comfortable with you using this potion for whatever reason, but you had managed to convince him that it was harmless. You weren't aware of Philip's distaste for magic.

You shrugged. Philip put a lot of emphasis on natural beauty. It was a gift from God, of course, and why wouldn't you cherish God's gifts? You didn't necessarily have the same view, though.

"Well, it's not that I don't like it. I just prefer this one. Since I have the option to choose, why not?"

Philip frowned, and you could hear it in his reply.

"Yes, well... It is a shame. Your natural colour is so beautiful. You wouldn't ever consider keeping it that way?"

His response made you snicker. Philip always sounded like such an old man, you couldn't help but giggle at him from time to time. He was very traditional, and those traditions were questionable at best, but you couldn't help but admit that it was pretty charming at times.

"Maybe. You really think it's that beautiful?"

"Must I repeat myself?"

"Well, it couldn't hurt. I'm always mentioning how handsome you are. Not to mention sweet, charming, organized, intelligent, b-"

"Alright, alright," Philip stopped you in your tracks, resting his gloved hand on your scalp as he leaned toward your ear. "Your hair is naturally beautiful, as is the rest of you. Would you consider leaving it that way? For me?"

Philip's voice sent chills down your spine. It was soft and cloyingly sweet, and he knew just what tone to take and what words to use to get to you. Philip was already under your skin -- he had been for quite some time. He knew your sweet spots, but luckily, you knew his. For the most part. You let out a hum through your smile. He was being sweet to try and persuade you, but two could play at that game.

"Well... I might be persuaded to keep it natural for a while after it grows out. Just for you. However, I would like to propose a bargain."

You turned around to face Philip, who raised his eyebrows in curiosity. He'd seen your sly smirk before, and it always meant you were scheming. This was going to be a hard one to pull off, but you felt like with enough coaxing, you might be able to get Philip to agree. Philip was already wary of that smirk on your face, but he was listening.

"Oh? And what would be the parameters of this bargain?"

"After it grows out, I'll keep my hair its natural colour for three whole months if you dye just a section of your hair for me."

Philip immediately laughed. Not his usual chuckle, but an actual laugh. It was short lived, but you enjoyed it while it lasted, even though you knew it was a rejection of your proposal. He wasn't completely unreasonable, though. Philip had never considered a lot of things before you, but something about you bent his will a bit. You bent his will just enough to get him to accept that he'd fallen for you, which was a feat in and of itself. That whole ordeal was an emotional rollercoaster, but a breakthrough you were proud of him for having. You knew that he would be willing to budge for you, even if he didn't think that he would. Philip did keep an ear open to the conversation, though. It was a tempting offer.

"Only three months? You're crazy if you think I would take a deal like that."

"Okay, six months."

"Getting warmer, dear."

"Fine, a year. A whole year, and all I want is a little streak of colour in your hair. A whole year after my hair grows out, and until then, we get to match."

Philip hummed, looking at you for a moment. He'd evenly covered the roots on the back of your head like you'd asked, so his work was technically done there. The prospect of matching with you really tipped the scales, though. He always liked letting people know that you were his. Philip never missed an opportunity to demonstrate that you two belonged to each other. His jealousy was just too cute, though. You couldn't help but use it to your advantage. After a beat, Philip caved with a sigh and handed over the potion bottle. He was still wary of the potion, but that bargain was tipped in his favor, and he knew it.

"Fine, just a streak. But only if you add a kiss before you put that stuff in my hair."

#the owl house #toh fanfic #toh #philip wittebane #philip wittebane x reader #belos x reader #toh belos x reader #sfw fic #i should be writing essays for class right now but writing self-indulgent fanfic is much more enjoyable

[briarrolfe]

Whenever something is an “unapologetic representation of queerness” it means two skinny white cisboys will make out and fade to black in a world where homophobia is not real. So where is the apologetic queer representation, because only stories where danger is real and trans people fuck can make it up to me

#queer representation #I always wonder who the apology is supposed to be towards. like what’s an apologetic representation… is it in the room with us right now #if you are thinking of it as representation then you’ve already decided the queers in the fiction have to be Representatives. Hm! To whom! #we don’t need Good Representation or wholesome ambassadors. Our fiction shouldn’t be an embassy #queer fiction should refuse to consider a straight audience at all imo. Including ‘this is who I’m not apologising to’ #queer corner #writing essays on tumblr dot com

[rosandguilaredead]

Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Doomed

propaganda for @doomed-bythe-narrative's poll tournament

(I’m combining the propaganda I wrote for both rounds into one post)

vote for them here!!

Even though Ros and Guil identify some of the “logic at work” (31) they refuse to grasp the nature of their world to the full extent. According to William Babula, “SCRIPT IS DESTINY. For Ros and Guil in Stoppard's Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead destiny lies in the plot of an Elizabethan revenge tragedy”. They are compelled by the script of Hamlet, whose force renders them dead before the play even starts.

Guil tells the Player (a master actor) : “You die so many times; how can you expect them to believe in your death?”; yet Ros and Guil also “die so many times”: their death is in the title, they die every time someone reads or watches the play; in a sense, they die metaphorically and hypothetically every time they talk about their own deaths, but when it is time for them to ‘actually’ die, they simply “disappear from view”. This is how Guil thinks they should die: not by acting out their anguish and despair, but by subverting an audience’s expectations.

Dying according to Guil’s theory of death is the only choice they can make, the only way they seem to be able to take their destinies into their own hands, because “what they need, what they should be striving for, is freedom of will” (Keyssar-Franke). They want to have made an impact all on their own, they want to act unscripted: “Because if we happened, just happened to discover, or even suspect, that our spontaneity was part of their order, we’d know that we were lost”.

Thus, their novel way of dying fulfils for them that very same purpose, to somehow act outside the script, to make a real choice, to have a death that is final, a death that is real, a death that one cannot return from, death as human beings and not as characters. Yet, that is of course, impossible, but they cannot tell the difference.  

What is more doomed than being caught up in an Elizabathen tragedy (THE Elizabethan tragedy), a play that’s been performed on stage for more than 420 years?

Imagine having a 400 year old conciousness that actually encompasses just a few moments of a tragedy that you get to relive night after night on stages all around the world. And then you’re taken and given moments of conciousness in another play. You’re given just enough time to sense that something is wrong, just enough time to start questioning the nature of your reality.

Just enough time to realize that you might have no free will of your own, no spontaneity, that your thoughts and actions are of no real consequence. Your are left on your own, destined to play with language, the very substance your world is made of, yet you cannot seriously alter it.

Your very identity is a joke. Ros and Guil cannot tell each other apart, their very identity is entrenched in the other (codependency to such a degree that they cannot exist alone, without the other). (But they were written this way by Stoppard, because across centuries, productions of Hamlet had the rest of the characters mix them up.)

Inevitably, Ros and Guil are at the mercy of the script, the power of which they do seem to sense at times. However, they are unable, or unwilling, to put all the pieces together: in their search for free will and spontaneity, the truth of their situation would crush them.

They would rather remain ignorant than discover that their only wish is perpetually unattainable. For the signs are there, they have some insight into the authority which controls their world and into how their very existence is constrained by it, they sense the “logic at work”, but it does not seem to pose an issue to them before they realize they have become its victims.

They are characters on the edge of sentience, never quite able to see beyond it. They are doomed to relive this turmoil afresh together every time the play is put on; because their other option is not to exist at all.

They come alive and die every someone watches or reads the play, every time someone reads the title; they are dying in your mind right now. Because they are characters (and in their fictional bones, they know it): they exist in the mind of an audience, only you can save them, only you can make their miserable lives worth suffering.

(so vote!!)

#rosencrantz and guildenstern are dead #ragad #my words #doomed by the narrative #I should be writing a whole different essay right now #but ragad has my full attention #always

[hecatesbroom]

do you ever just. brush your hand against someone else's hand and you're not attracted to them in any way whatsoever but still, your hands were just touching and you're so very aware of the texture of their skin and the temperature of their hand and how on earth did you manage to discern all that from a 0.1 second touch when you're not even too hung up about touching them?? and wait a minute, maybe you are but WHAT does that mean

#sponsored by me remembering how my hand accidentally brushed against someone else's the other day #i remember exactly how it felt wtf brain #alys.txt #(should i be writing an essay right now? yup. off i go again back into the pits of doom)

[ruffgem]

Do u think it possible that my friend from study abroad who I will never see again irl who told me on multiple occasions that I “reminded them of their high school best friend that they were secretly in love with” perchance Liked me ….. monocle emoji, pondering emoji

#I think about this every day just kidding #WELP!!! what can u do #it’s ok it’s funny. we can laff. we can laff #Anyway…… I MISS THEM ALL BUT SOME MORE THAN OTHERS IF IM BEING FRANK #fighting demons on the almost one year anniversary of leaving my frenz #I should just write notes app poetry about it that will cure me #to be so honest I am procrastinating an essay right now

[thedisablednaturalist]

Unfortunately all chatgpt is good for is interview/job application stuff which I think says a lot about the hiring process as a whole

#wrenfea.exe #as an actual artifical intelligence? no its horrible bc it really ISNT one #its a writing synthesizer it generates writing based on data searches and boundaries from training #thats what a neural network is its a very convoluted input-output sequence #it has no capacity to understand the meaning behind what it generates #it is simply generating the specific things that the user is looking for #the job interview process has become so robotic and automized that ai fits in perfectly #but employers HATE that people are turning to chatgpt for cover letters and interview answers #so it was fair for them to use filtering programs to accept/deny applications before it got in front of an actual human being #and its ok for them to use ai and pre-written formats to make job announcements descriptions and interview questions #but god forbid we are forced to use those exact same tools to get a humans attention so we can get a job and not starve #pushing aside the whole copyright debate on chatgpt and the environmental impact of its power usage btw #im soley analyzing how its become commonly utilized on both sides #by interviewer and interviewed #the mechanization of the whole process is now on both sides #it just seems very inhuman.. #its also how some people have figured out how to somehow become employed multiple times by the same company due to lack of human oversight #and how automated theyve made their hiring process #probably should have made these tags into a separate reblog oops #also disclaimer do not cut and paste right into your application materials bc chatgpt often just lies #also many places now can tell you used chatgpt due to how similar its answers are #i only use it to make a template and see how things can be phrased to be more professional and buzzwordy #id never use it for something actually creative #and dear god do not write academic essays with it #i tried using it to supplement my own cover letter template but it was too robotic even for a cover letter #it is very good at accessing and summarizing publically available information #thats all it does not make sure the information is true or good

[moshieee]

Ew, essays :[

I miss the old days of kindergarten when we attempted to color butterflies and ate erasers and glue

-🎁

I hated kindergarten

Essays may suck but at least now I'm not the weird kid in the corner wishing I had friends

However yes I absolutely despise essays with all my being... in fact!

Achievement unlocked: you somehow found a topic moshie hates enough and on a bad day to start them ranting in the tags...

Warning there are curse words, poor spelling, and caps locks

Sorry in advance

#asks #off topic #seriously tho i hate essays so much #one of them is already 5 pages and thats just the rough draft #i better get a fucking high pass on that shit or i will scream #shes actually making us focus on out writing process and OH HO.HO BOY IS MINE A MESS #I SWEAR ITS LIKE TRYING TO MAKE A SKETCH BUT YOU KEEP PAINTING CERTAIN PARTS BECAUSE IT HAS TO LOOK NICE #ONLY TO RELIZE OH WAIT MAYBE THAT DOESN'T GO THERE AND I SHOULD ACTUALLY SHIFT IT AROUND #OR MAYBE I COULD SWAP THIS TOO BE THAT LOOKS AWFUL AND IT JUST KEEPS GETTING WORSE AND WORSE TILL ITS A RIVER OF BLOOD AND PAINT #AND SHE WANTS TO SEE MY ROUGH DRAFT??? HONNEY YOU WOULD HAVE A BETTER CHANCE AT READING THE MARIO SUNSHINE SPEEDRUN CATEGORY BACKWARDS THEN #UNDERSTANDING WHAT THE FUCK IM TRYING TO WRITE ITS WHY I HAVE TO WRITE IT ALL IN ONE GO OTHERWISE I HAVE TO LOOK BACK AND UNDERSTAND WHAT #WAS GOING THROUGH MY HEAD WHILE LOOKING THROUGH THIS MESS!!! OOOHH WHAT? YOU WANT ME TO ORGANIZE THIS WELL SHIT THATS GOING TO TAKE EVEN #LONGER YOU ALREADY GOT ME WRITING WHY DO YOU HAVE TO MAKE ME STOP MUCH LESS MAKE ME SWITCH SUBJECTS TO ANOTHER ESSAY HALF WAY THROUGH OH BU #AND GUESS WHAT!???? ONE PAGE! DOUBLE SPACE! AND IM NOT GOING TO GIVEN GIVE YOU A DIRECTION TO WRITE IN JUST ANYTHING ABOUT WHAT WE LEARNED #IN THESE LAST TWO WEEKS! TWO WEEKS FUCKING HELL DO YOU KNOW HOW INDECISIVE AND FORGETFUL I AM??? MUCH LESS THE FACT KTS ABOUT ETHNICS #I DIDNT EVEN EANT TO TAKE AN ETHNICS CLASS I WANTED ETHICS I FUCKING HATE EVERY SO MUCH RIGHT NOW #LIKE YEA SURE I KNOW THEY'RE IMPORTANT BUT I STILL HATE ESSAYS and j know my teachers are trying their best... #but jeese ethnics is such a difficult topic because on one had yea i relate to what these people are going through im part of the LGBT #are statistics are very similar but im also bery much a white person and not openly trans/non binary i dont want to look like some stuck up #white person going oooo look at the poor minorities i can TotAlLy relate and now im going to talk about me #because im genuinely scared of coming out idk whos accepting and whos not at least online im safe and can block people... #jeese im sorry for the rant i shouldn't have gone on that much less my art blog #this is supposed to be a positive blog but i just need to put this somewhere or i feel im going to cry out of frustration im sorry #rant post #system #oops moshie got emotional