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krazieka2 · 6 months
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Blions first kill
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caiabresebun · 9 months
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um. hehe (super duper influenced by wolfythewitch's miguel)
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kristalijah · 6 months
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HE'S CHECKING OUT GARY!!!! I REPEAT, HE'S CHECKING OUT GARY!!!!
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fromdarzaitoleeza · 18 days
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Spring is here , the true beginning of the year , the season where my soul reborns and blooms .
I have made some progress in terms of the person I am becoming, truly in all my honesty all that i have done is to stop caring for everything that once used to matter , the less I care about anything in particular the less I am bothered and the happier i stay. And i really hope everyone here is doing well and I appreciate all the love that was sent.
The problem is I care a lot about everything and i don't even get the bare minimum in return and when i do get it it's too late, so much time has passed by then ,when it comes by then i do not want or need it because it's the not care that came out of love it came out of their guilts. And the longer i wait for it to come by -the more I learn why I don't need it anymore .
I am slowly learning to value myself ,trying to put myself in a position where I can agree that i too deserve all the good things and love even on the days when i have nothing to offer .
Idk guys I am just here to rant and to be stupid
Better late than never they say , I guess it's not too late for me either, I will start my life and live up to what I want & how I feel ,i don't have to care about anything else as long as I feel alive in my bones things will eventually flow, I will fall in love with myself little by little day after day.
I will choose myself instead of choosing others and I will fall in love with my solitude instead of bearing it with me , i don't care if I end up alone if I do end up all by myself I will be with someone who i know has a tendency not to give up .
Life is really short i just don't want to sit and watch it pass by , if I am lucky enough I will have 40 more springs to experience , I have clear boundaries and thoughts in my head now, eventually i will find peace through it I hope so.
Ramdan kareem to people who celebrate it here please remember gaza in your prayers and fastings
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txmxkis · 25 days
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Rinii, what do you think kuroo would say or react when reader starts feeling self-conscious about readers body, like if reader asks "am i getting fatter" or "do you think im fat?"
ohhhhhh i did not plan to do this but this is something that is so personal to me
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warnings. gn!reader, fluffy and probably cheesy as always, chubby!reader is implied but i tried to keep it as inclusive as possible, reader is insecure. again, apparently i can only write self indulgent things my bad
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you were supposed to be ready to leave the apartment half an hour ago. you weren't usually one to be late to anything, in fact it made you incredibly anxious when you were. however, today your insecurity outweighed your need to be punctual, and you just couldn't leave while looking like this.
actually, today you couldn't leave looking like anything. pieces of clothing lay strewn across the room, hangers discarded on the floor next to the closet. you had tried on every single one, and still there were none that looked flattering on you.
"oi! are you ready yet? i mean, take your time 'n everything, but technically we're late."
kuroo's voice calling from the other room pulls you out of your thoughts momentarily. he never rushes you, which is something you appreciate greatly. it helps that he knows you well enough to know that you would never be late without good reason.
"is there something i can help with orrrr?"
you could hear his voice getting closer and you really didn't want him to see you in this state right now.
he pokes his head past the doorframe and makes a noise of astonishment.
"a tornado go through here while i was gone or somethin'? or are you just trying to spontaneously reorganize things again."
you roll your eyes at that second thing.
"noooo, i just can't decide what to wear. nothing looks good on me today."
he's standing fully in the doorway now, hands in his pockets as he raises an eyebrow and looks you up and down.
"then wear nothing, it looks great on you."
he smirks and you make a futile attempt not to crack a smile as you feel your face start to burn. suddenly you're even more self conscious, so you grab the nearest piece of clothing to hold in front of you.
"tetsurou, i'm being serious! we needed to leave like forty minutes ago and i can't wear any of these clothes without looking-"
you stop yourself just before you could say fat. you hate giving the word a negative connotation. there's nothing wrong with being fat, nothing that should make you feel like this, anyway. like you wanted to crawl out of your skin. usually you were pretty neutral about your body, on very rare occasions could even love things about it. sometimes, it all catches up to you, though.
all the whispers in your head that come from no one but yourself, degrading you and making you feel worthless because of how you look. logically, you know those thoughts are complete and utter bullshit, but it's so hard to continuously fight against them. today, you're slipping a little.
"i know exactly what you're thinking over there. something about your clothes not fitting quite right and that somehow it makes you unloveable."
you don't even have time to pretend to be shocked that he knows you so well before he just keeps on going.
"well i've got news for you, babe, i've never seen you manage to look bad. i actually think it's impossible for you or something."
for a few moments too long, you just stand there gaping at him. he takes that as his cue to walk towards you, remove the sweater that you've been using as a shield, and toss it off to the side.
"there. better."
you finally snap out of it and smack him on the arm, but before you can pull away, he catches your wrist. he brings it up to his lips slowly, and kisses right where your pulse is probably hammering away at the moment, locking eyes with you as he does.
how are you ever supposed to argue with him if he keeps stunning you into silence?
"i don't think you'll ever understand how much i love you, doesn't matter if you change physically or not. and it doesn't matter what you wear either, so can you pleaseeee put on something so we can go. we both know you'll look perfect in anything."
"ugh, fine! but you get to help me pick."
he rubs his hands together with a devious grin, and you know he'll be grabbing the most revealing thing he can find. you know him well, too, after all.
"something appropriate."
"awww, damn."
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crunchchute · 9 days
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tumblr is being nice so here you can have a look at my cosplay wips :]
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bringina · 1 year
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bioware really said "i made this whole ass cool as fuck last second reveal in absolution that gives dreadwolf so much potential, so help me if y'all say dragon age 2 is a bad game that can just be skipped in the triology ONE MORE TIME I WILL SEND MEREDITH TO BEAT YOUR ASS-" and honestly that is so correct of them
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luzisahomosexual · 2 months
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The foxes just won another game. Neil waddles over to Andrew to celebrate using his racket cos he’s so exhausted. When he gets there, he smiles at him before falling to the floor. Without a word, Andrew sits down in front of him. They both sit there silently, staring into each others eyes with their foreheads pressed together.
And that’s how the press and fans started speculating about their relationship😋
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dovewingkinnie · 4 months
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shuichi and kirie waaaAaAAAAAAAAAAAH
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oatbugs · 1 month
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my research partner and i are huddled in a blanket in paddington waiting for a too-late train i already miss you and you and you
#he keeps falling asleep almost on my shoulder and waking up and readjusting but i want to tell him its ok weve seen a lot#of each other ive seen your brainwaves you called me crying a few nights ago. research partner right now is a potentiality#friend is a certainty. i met a banker passionate about finance. he said his advice made the lives of others better and he likes the numbers#more than he likes anything else. on a high rise near canary wharf the view was wonderful and the people even moreso#he said i loved her but i spent 33 grand on her and i cant do this anymore. his voice cracked talking about her. he did love her.#and she talked softly she grabbed my hand she bought me a pack of Marlborough gold she told me to snap#the russian menthol cigarettes of the tortured polish man near us with my teeth i kept staring at her teeth#bright white and sharp. i couldnt find her heartbeat but i did find warmth and i did find her lips and i did feel#how she felt pressed against a wall. a pretty boy held my hand and i gave him my number. i couldnt stop smiling about her no matter#how many runways youve walked on how many collections youve designed how many students youve taught. senior lecturer teaches me how to do#very unethical things ethically over a double shot of vodka made by the half-persian with broken farsi. she talks softly#and she says her eyes are hazel but they appear a shade of red. pure gold on her hands and leather on her back and her fingers on my lips#(she talks softly sees through me she says something i cant hear but i wont forget the way she flies) she talked to my research partner#about the possibility of moving to sunny dubai with the rest of her family and my heart felt pierced. on her arm i traces a tattoo of a#knife passing through a rose. she told me she thought there was romance in severing so i kissed her some more.#he sat me down and asked me what i loved and i told him and he said no romance no person no tragedy will take that from you.#the room was filled with a collection of people in love with something that wasnt a person and i kept looking at her.#red eyes bitten jawline beautiful hands. it is 3 degrees Celsius my head is on his shoulder i miss my friends#we walked out the lecture hall with arms linked a photo of two years ago and we both said#jesus christ. i miss you all. and i miss logic metatheory lectures. im glad i get to stare at the depth of your eyes#i wish i had met you years ago.#crushposting
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carnivalcarrion · 10 months
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its 2am im posting the friend i made for Derry since they looked lonely. they're partners in crime except not bc Derry is too sleepy to participate past the idea stage
jesterly is not their real name 💅 their pronouns are whatever is funniest in the moment 💅 also i would punch them in the face if given the chance and they would deserve it
#drawing them together is solidifying the fact that i cant draw consistent character size/height differences#holy SHIT they are all over the place the lot of em#also i resent jesterly on principle now#bc it took my like. two hours of constant recoloring to get to a somewhat decent look#i wanted to make their color scheme a little unsettling AND NOW THEYRE BRIGHT FUCKING PINK AND RAINBOW-#jesterly i am in your house with a shotgun#they were gonna have like... dark maroon felt w/ violent orange cheeks#and an equally sinister outfit#LOOK AT THEM. THEYRE A WALKING BANANA CREAM PIE. FUCK.#scribble salad#welcome home oc#why is it that whenever i create two characters meant to be partners (platonic or otherwise)#they immediately start becoming a little fucked up#whats up with that. huh. why do they always get Violent#jesterly has existed for all of three hours#and i already need to keep them on a tight fucking leash#my brain: oh and they love pranks! fun! but sometimes they take it too far and whoops arson & blood is happening but theyre still laughing-#NO!! take it back a notch bitch!!! reel it in!!!!#originally jesterly was gonna be like... a park ranger or forest-dwelling type character or something#but. i really love jesters#people always talk about 'oh prince/princess/royalty & dragon'#or 'oh knight & dragon'#name a more iconic duo than jester & dragon. motherfucker. ill wait. YOU CANT.#and now jesterly exists and i dont like them. but also im attached#theyre in my brain now and they wont leave#as a visual: im trying to sleep and theyre blasting caramelldansen in the same room#sadistic little bastard.
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rapidhighway · 23 days
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WHY would you go to study in a different county and take a NIGHT LIGHT WITH YOU and NOT a DESK LAMP?!!!!??! WHY DO I have to PARTICIPATE in your JOURNALING EVERY SINGLE NIGHT because you keep TURNING ALL THE LIGHTS ON. USE YOUR PHONE FLASHLIGHT!!!!!!
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moonlightwarriorqueen · 7 months
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501st + the Girl with the Clone-Hating Father 4
This one was split from part "5" and thankfully I got inspired. It turned out much better this way, thank the romantic playlist I put together. Otherwise this would not have gone this nicely 🤣
Also, feel like Hardcase is one to call his s/o weird nicknames...sooooo...
Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 5
Days passed into weeks and then into months. Your friendship with the boys only grew, and so did your lies to your father.
They each would take turns sneaking out with you for outtings, which were teasingly called dates. Whether or not anyone actually meant something behind that word, you were sure you'd never know. Sometimes it was just one of the boys, and on occassion it'd be 2 of them with you and once in a while the whole lot of you were having fun together. Almost everytime they were back planet-side you'd be spoiled in their attention, then when they left you'd be impatiently waiting for one of their calls. You'd never had so much fun in your life!
The fair you went with Jesse and Kix where Jesse was determined to get the highest prize on all the games and Kix urged you to try all the different fair food - even if it was only taking a bite from whatever he or Jesse had gotten.
That time Hardcase took you to this place that was racing speeders and you woke up the next morning hoarse from all the whooping and cheering you both did.
Dogma and you once went to see this show and he ended up begging you to not tell the others he cried during it.
Tup and you went to watch this play, once, since he'd never been to one before and he'd spent the evening holding your hand. He kept squeezing it as his excitement bubbled over and hushed, practically gibberish, words escaped his lips.
Fives and Echo took you to this place to dance and ended up just cutting in on each other and bickering like children. Only to make a final dance for the three of you all together, despite the awkward moving needed to make it happen.
At least the times you went out with Rex somewhere they tended to be more chill like going to dinner or quietly talking and enjoying what stars could be seen on Courascant.
How about the times they all dragged you into 79s with them and you all danced the night away?
There were also one or two times you were just snuck into the barracks to curl up with Rex and the lot. Those were probably your favourite nights.
Nights where you would curl up in their beds with them, surrounded by their heat and comforting presences. And inevitably they'd whine and complain over who got to cuddle with you while you slept. So badly, in fact, sometimes they had to draw straws or you'd go to sleep in one trooper's bed and wake up in another's. Not that you cared. 
Many nights, while they were away from you and the city-planet, you'd be up late in comm-calls with the 501st boys. Giggling as you listened to the boys as they fought over who got to tell you what and their horrible attempts to stay quiet.
But there were also nights where it would be just one of them calling and they'd ask you to tell them what you did that day. You never minded ranting on and on gleefully about what you'd read or seen or experienced that day, but you didn't care for how quiet the trooper on the other end was.
The only calls you didn't like recieving were the ones where they sounded so rattled and heartbroken. It made your heart shatter at the sound of their voices full of pain, but they never told you why. Part of you was grateful for it, the other part of you loathed it.
There were calls, that occurred often enough, that a trooper couldn't sleep and you'd eventually either have to hang up upon their silence...or one of the other boys would let you know they had finally fallen asleep.
You'd learned so much from interacting with the guys. About them as individuals, about the clones in general and what the war did to them. Well, the last one was only to an extent. They all seemed very adamant on keeping you out of the loop as much as they could. And worse of all, with all that knowledge you now had, you couldn't beleive how closed minded your father was...or how you blindly followed his footsteps without even the slightest hesitation. Sometimes, it ate away at you, knowing how you used to think about the darling troopers you've come to completely and utterly adore.
"-you've been really quiet tonight" Echo's voice came out of your comm gently "Dreading us coming home and dragging you all over the place?"
"Huh? Oh no~" you giggled softly "I just was thinking, that's all"
He chuckled softly and you could hear whispering on the other end - no doubt the other guys
"'bout what?"
"Is Fives harassing you for the comm?" you raised a brow at the device, lowkey hoping the question would change the subject
"Nah, he's out cold. It, uh...was a long day. Tup and Dogma are having a hard time settling down"
"Oh no! Are they okay?" you asked sitting up in your bed "Did they get hurt?!"
Echo chuckled at your words but hesitated to answer
"They'll be okay. Rex is with them. You'd enjoy the sight, they're both practically in his lap right no-"
"Shut up! Don't tell her!"
You could tell by the spite in his tone that Dogma was, in fact, the hushed yeller.
"It's okay, Dogma, I won't let it tarnish your image...promise" your snickering, however, did little to convince the younger trooper as his muttering could he barely heard over the speaker
"You talking to my Jellybean?" you heard barely-whispered "Hi~"
"Hardcase, you're not allowed to bother Echo when it's his turn to call. You and Fives keep doing it and I'm so putting you both last in line, if you don't kriffing stop"
You didn't need to see them to know the tired threat came from Kix who was probably trying to sleep
"Thank you Kix" Echo grumbled
"Thank you Kixie~" you called out-whispered
"Anyways..." Echo huffed "what's got you so quiet? I'm not going to let it go until you tell me"
You sighed deeply and hastily tried to think of something else to say.
You had yet to tell them about your father's hatred of clones...or how you had agreed with him without even meeting a single one of them first. You could feel a twinge of guilt and grief in your chest at the situation.
"I uh...I..." you mumbled feeling yourself tear up "I just miss you guys...that's all"
You heard a deep sigh from the ARC trooper and a few quieter ones following his. Most likely from those who must've been from near Echo, as you could hear little "ahw"s and "poor thing"s
"We'll be back in a few rotations," he then pulled away from the comm a bit, his voice quieter with the distance "right Rex?"
You could hear Rex answer with a soft 'if nothing else goes kriffing wrong'
"Yeah, just a few rotations" Echo's voice came back with a pep
"Are you guys having a hard time?" you asked hesitantly
You could hear someone cursing in the background but it was anyone's guess as to whom
"I'm just worried" you added in almost a whisper
"I know you do, we all know..." Echo started carefully, his voice a bit strained "But everyone is...okay. War isn't easy, as you might guess"
He let out a shaky chuckle and you couldn't help but let a few tears slip down your cheeks
"I wish I could make it all go away for you...none of you should have to fight. You should be doing whatever your hearts want to do. Whether..." you trailed off for a beat "Whether that's being a florist or being a normal doctor or making fireworks or...or even being a farmer!"
You could hear a few muffled chuckles past Echo's
"A farmer...? Who would you force into coveralls??" came the teasing reply
"I mean...have any of you worn a pair? They're pretty comfy, just saying..." you mumbled in a silly tone
It was quiet for a moment too long for your liking
"I'm just saying, you guys could do anything! You could go anywhere, love anyone you want...you could get married and, or, have families with like...4 kids or something...-" you yawned softly "Or have a hundred tooka-cats!"
"We'd have to change a few laws for any of us to get married and have kids...well legally" He yawned, having caught yours even hyperjumps apart.
"Then I better take over the government then, huh...?" You mumbled still talking but your eyes closed tiredly
"Mhm..." he hummed "What time is it Mesh'la...?"
You were quiet for a moment too long because he called your name a second time
"...uh....400 ish...?" you mumbled out feeling sleep starting to claim you
You heard someone tsk, but you couldn't tell how far away it was from the comm anymore. You were fading into dreamland quickly
"-all you tomorrow. Good night, sweet dreams"
You hummed a giggle, giddy at the sweet words
"Nuh-night~ love youuuuuu~" you yawned out and, entirely not catching the surprised noises on the other end, ended the call. You snuggled further into your blankets and finally, the comforting void of dreams claimed you.
Tags: @blueink-bluesoul @starrylothcat @wolffegirlsunite @kimiheartblade
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bonefall · 8 months
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Did you man beam Drizzle? If so, why not just pair up Rustle with Cranberry instead? I get for the amazing ship name but I'm curious about the choice /gen
I totally forgot Drizzle's original gender, but also, I really don't want to overthink it. I'm so tired of overthinking it. I wanted CranberryDrizzle funny ship name and it was getting exhausting to plan out where every pairing in several hundred cats would be getting their kits from
Rustle is going to die at some point after having two QR kittens, and Cranberrydrizzle is going to have 2 important litters (Sunstrike and Emberfoot in the first, Fernstripe in the second). I have done an exhausting amount of work (weeks of planning and hours of work at a time, scouring the wiki and facebook screenshots, redrawing tangles, reading through suggestions, writing out full posts of changes and creating new groups with their own histories) untangling broken fragments of family trees and like... I'm tired. No more shuffling. I deserve Funny Ship Name. is this too much to ask
Boy Drizzle is just the easiest answer. I'd like for Drizzle to just be transfem but I was also told to avoid cats being trans just to have kits, which is ALSO frustrating me at this point, I don't like this weight of "perfect representation" that's being put on me when I'M not even perfect representation as a living human queer.
Do I let Drizzle be transfem and "break a rule," or change them to a boy and "lose" a lesbian pairing? It feels gross to me to have fallen into a mindset where I'm treating queer relationships like quotas or rigid rulesets
I feel like if I 'get something wrong' (like forget the gender of a Missing Kit or a side character, or handwave 'where did these kits come from' with 'trans/queen's rights' without considering a real secret surrogate) I'm going to get smacked upside the head and be forced to hyperfocus on one small part of a massive project when I already have a million other things to work on.
So unfortunately the most honest answer I can probably give is that im tired. I'm really tired. Overthinking minor details before making every single tumblr post is draining me. I forgot the missing kit's original author-assigned gender and didn't scroll to the bottom of Onestar's wiki page to check it before posting. I like the ship name. Cranberrysplash somehow gets pregnant twice, but I was told to avoid trans bioparents, yet doing that is making things even harder after I had to do weeks of work to make a good tree in the first place
I'll figure out Drizzlefall's gender when they become relevant in some context
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socialtomcat · 22 days
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thinking about janice wood attending the renfaire and kat asks her what her secret me inside of her is and she says jane nobody and kat laughs for like five minutes
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spitblaze · 1 year
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peoples attention spans are not getting shorter! people are not addicted to instant gratification! capitalists and ad agencies are abusing human psychology and physiology to squeeze every last ounce of our time and attention out of us and im exhausted!!!
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