#i have been waiting since 2016

[saltpepperbeard]

Yuri on ice 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀

WE WERE BORN TO MAKE HISTORRRRRRYYY

#Answered #awkward-fallen-angel #Yuri on Ice #HI HEATHER HELLO HEATHER #YES YURI ON ICE HSDJKLSSLKD #i relate to yuuri's anxiety/awkwardness on a Spiritual Level shdjksld #like lol my guy i get it I GET IT #me attaching myself to characters with self-worth issues who are unable to properly process that their idol actually likes them back OOPSIE #but yes yuri on ice PFFFF #I unfortunately missed out on the initial hype #And didn't actually watch it for the first time until #Goodness lol the end of 2021?? Or early 2022???? #RECENTLY #And I've been gnawing on my arm praying for Adolescence and/or Season 2 buuuuut l m a o #Guess I REALLY shouldn't be horsey about it when it comes to the OFMD S2 Hiatus because man #M A N #PEOPLE HAVE BEEN WAITING SINCE 2016 LIKE BYE #B Y E

[kuuniichi]

♥️♥️WELCOME TO FGO CHARLIE♥️♥️

#charlemagne fate #charlemagne #fgo #fate go #fate grand order #my art #I WILL ROLL FOR HIM IN LIKE 12 MINUTES #i am crying #I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS SINCE 2016 #FINALLY WE WIN #THIS IS THE HAPPIEST DAY OF MY YEAR #OF MY LIFE MAYBE #charle my beloved #commissions open #commissions #commission me so i have money for him maybe? #jk #a few hours later: i failed.......... but i will still try with my poor f2p quartz #please wish me luck i am very sad #edit 2: I WON! thanks to commissions I was able to buy more quartz and get him #forever grateful

[bittwitchy]

the fnaf movie novelization is ofc v different in multiple ways to the movie itself bc it's shows inner thoughts and things, and alternative versions of scenes (Aka some lines are like what the test audiences didnt like so they cut) but its also a lot funnier in certain aspects

#case in point: william calls himself daddy #also when willy makes his entrance in his fursuit and mike just #IT H A S TO BE A MAN BC HES MOVES S O F L U I D L Y #AND HES S O S T R O N G #like for a man who spends the ENTIRE book thirsting after vanessa. like mans knows he killed his bro and still #took the time to basically say men are hot #like dat aint straight mike #its also awkward af since thats your dad in other universes but #even placing it in JUST this secular universe with no other influences from the games from the books anything #boy he killed your brother and drove your parents insane why u-- #anyways its absolutely hilarious and mike is a wreck #fnaf movie novelization spoilers #is it tho ik it like just officially released but it wasnt strict on sale so its actually been out almost a month #i got it like two weeks before the release date bc its not strict on sale #so as soon as we get it it can go out #and i preordered it lMAO #i also have the behind the scenes of the movie book on preorder that im longingly waiting for #idk who remembers in 2016 when i posted all the og S/uicide S/quad movie bts shit from #the novelization and the bts book and also the graphic novels that came w some versions #but yknow #i can do it again #when i figure out where i put the book bc i put ti down after reading it and immediately lost it #but i took photos of some rly funny willy bits so

[fazcinatingblog]

Wait since when does James wear a glove

#James aish #beautiful boy #Carlton were mean to you Jimmy #i want to say he's copying Nat but no it was an elbow sleeve that Nat wore #nat drives James' car and finds a glove in the glove compartment and thinks he's having an affair with Travis Cloke #'jim when did you join Collingwood?' #'oh ah would've been around 2016' *nat does the maths* 'so you knew Travis cloke!' #'um yeah Nat everyone knows Travis Cloke he's---' 'a well respected member of the gay community?????' #nat starts fuming and worries he's losing his boyfriend to Travis cloke #'what does that big oaf have that i don't????' nat fumes #james comes home and there's several horses and donkeys in the kitchen #'nat??? did you leave the back door open again?' James calls out warily looking at the animals in his kitchen #nat comes running in to the kitchen 'oh i forgot to stir the soup' and #'babe there's donkeys in here' James says slowly and Nat flashes a grin 'yeah aren't they great we're having pumpkin soup your favourite' #'i haven't had pumpkin soup since Brisbane days when i was depressed eating cup a soups-- wait did you find my pocket profile from 2014???' #nat blushes and quickly throws a tea towels over his scrapbook of James Aish mementos #James starts leading the donkeys out of the kitchen and Nat's like 'wait Jim i thought you were into this thing' #'no definitely not' James retorts and takes the animals outside #he comes back and Nat's like 'babe i can't pack mark between three opponents any more I'm sorry' #James blinking confusedly 'i don't want you to do that you might get hurt' #'but...' nat says frowning 'what is it about Travis that you're into I've been racking my brain all day---' #'Travis?????' James said 'you mean coyler that tea drinking weasel who---' #Nat quickly pushes his cup of jasmine tea across the bench #'no babe i love you and your tea drinking i didn't mean it's just that Colyer-- he microwaves his tea' #'oh okay' Nat said 'yeah totally ok now back to Travis Cloke' #'Travis Cloke?????' james cries 'i haven't thought about him since i found that guernsey in your wardrobe signed by David---' #'i grew up a tigs fan Jim' #'oh phew i thought you were cheating on me with David' #'is that why you tried to grow a moustache that week?'

[findafight]

LOVE how multiple people have been like "Steve is a Cubs fan" (including myself) with no elaborations. Look at him. He loves the Cubs. You can just tell. Poor guy is waiting for another thirty something years for them to win the world series. (And my god the wait may well have been worth that game) However I also propose Steve is a "got one American League team and one National League team" baseball guy. And. To rub salt in the wound of his Cubs fan heart. He is obviously a Red Sox fan. Idk how this happens but it does. (It's me projecting hehe)

Listen. The hilarity of him being dragged for being a Cubs fan is compounded by him ALSO being a fan of the only other team in MLB with a curse as famous. Double cursed. And for what is arguably the most boring sport (until it isn't)

#steve harrington #listen okay sometimes you have two favourite teams. sometimes they are in different leagues so you rank them in case they get to #the world series. sometimes you go 'well if i had to choose between id choose x then y then z' #you rank your teams and also have teams you hate. you know how it is. nyyankee hater steve lmao #stranger things #finda's rambles #the party #listen they find out he's a fan of the two most loser teams (regardless of their rankings in the season) and rip into him #fucking. fine! if i tag this as #steddie #will you look at it?? #eddie is like wait....so. you like BOTH these teams #and they. and they BOTH suck ass? have curses? you chose this willigly? babe what the fuck is wrong with you thats messed up #listen...im a red sox fan ok. my dad has been since the late 60s but i will cheer for the cubs in the american league #and watching the 2004 world series was a blast. got to stay up late special for it #AND THE 2016 WORLD SERIES 7TH GAME FJROFO EXTRA INNING! DEYLAY FROM RAIN! MY OWN MOTHER WAS YELLING #she didnt care about the cubs she just didnt want the team with the racist name to win #in the above tags i said cubs are american League they are national my apologies

[eggmeralda]

happy 10th anniversary to when I started remembering everything forever

#the day i watched that video #that led me to another video #where i heard that song #that got me into that band #and i became obsessed with that genre #and 13yo me was like ''this seems like a significant moment. maybe i should remember it'' and then i have done so with #every memory since then #anyway apparently 6 sep 2013 was when i liked the video #also while we're at it. happy 9th anniversary to the depression day 1 #nothing caused it in particular i just. got depressed on that day and then my brain has been different since #idk what i was doing 8 years ago. probably depriving myself of sleep to get high and probably listening to the who #actually wait no the day before i read about the catcher in the rye and 15yo me was like wow he sounds soo <3<3 #so i imagine the next day i was Thinking about holden caulfield. even though i didn't read the book until december #i know this day in 2016 i was listening to the monkees. nothing specific i just know i was going through another massive monkees phase #2017?????? no recollection #2018? also idk #2019 i feel like despite being a good year some bad vibes were starting to settle in #2020 i was on a camping trip :) #2021 i was also on a camping trip :) but this one was dead. first one was good though #2022 i was probably at work. thinking about swag. eating honeycomb bites. and watching breaking bad i imagine #and 2023 i am in the sad thoughts bc i need to get a job but my executive dysfunction is preventing me from doing anything #anyway happy 10 years of weird obsessive memory hoarding <3 #ramble

[brynnmclean]

y'all, I feel like I've said this a lot, it is truly a joy to be a GM, but I am so fucking ready to get out of the chair and be a player again

#the goalpost keeps moving #i think i have 10 more sessions in me max #those sessions will be PACKED. have to have a mini boss fight. the breaking of a curse. the boss fight. some kind of arc resolution #that will be player driven! whatever they want to do with relations between two groups before they go north! #and THEN the long awaited audience with gil galad to hopefully broker some kind of alliance between them and tar miriel. #winter will arrive and it will see them either at sea or in lindon. hoping for lindon but they could fuck up negotiations for sure. #the problem with my notes tbh is that there is a lot of stuff in my brain but not a lot on paper #anyway. christ. what is it like just showing up to a d&d session with a character sheet and a notebook. #AKB will be 3 years old in january #i think i'm still in the hot seat until april #i love this campaign. i do i really do. but hoooooo boy. i want a real break. #this last hiatus doesn't feel like it counted because it was schedule driven and i still have to keep things spinning in my mental space. #not to mention no one GMed anything in the meantime #there was some poll recently that was about being a player for a long form campaign like what type of characters have you played #and one-shots and campaigns that fizzled out <3 sessions in don't count #i looked at that poll and was like well damn. i haven't been a player in a long form campaign since probably... 2016. GURPs 4e. #wait that's not true-- the 5e/Star Wars Saga ed hybrid campaign that was a mixed bag. scoundrel ship mechanic zabrak life. #ha! checked my notes! that ended in july 2022 #i feel like that one barely counts though because my PC was wrangling the group to keep us on task (frustrating. i am a plot hound player) #these tags are out of hand #i'm just tired and struggling with stat blocks nbd #to be deleted i guess #do i need a loremaster tag?

[finitevariety]

long weekend so i’m going on a trip autistically

#haarping on #new bodies of water to walk around! a place i’ve never been! #no chores to do no people to see just rocks in pockets #this is the first time i’ve done a holiday away by myself since 2016 #like. totally myself no obligations no visiting pals or family nothing #it’s very good so far but i DID have an impromptu friend hangout last night #which means all my chores i was going to frantically do yesterday before leaving are waiting for me when i return

[dreamsaboutdreams]

I’m finally playing omori!!!!!!

I have some manages to maintain myself spoiler free so I’m just gonna list down things to see how right I am:

-As the rpg lover that I am, I of course explored everything and I found a knife. I have no idea if me finding this knife at the beginning is going to change the ending or not. But I’m scaredTM now

-I’m at the playground rn. And I don’t trust Basil, literally the only character outside of omori who has a different color palette and I can’t even see his stats or anything now that he has joined the group. Very sus

#omori #spoilers ??? #I guess #genuinely don’t know what I should expect #I have been waiting for this game to come out since the goddamn trailer back im 2016 #and I just managed to play it now #god I have no idea how I avoided spoilers #but here I am #I finally got money to buy it #and this is all I’m gonna talk about from now on #sorry mutuals

[cathymee]

in honor of that stupid new deped order...

#gonna change my cover to something special :) #it is so unnecessary man lmfaoo what even are their priorities at this point. 'make it less cluttered' the curriculum is much much more- #cluttered than the classroom decorations could be. how about you focus on that <3333333 #make sure to also prioritize the decluttering of the classrooms of the Lumad tribes!! OH WAIT you guys have been shutting their schools- #down since 2016 because tHe cOmMieS aRe rEcRUItiNg you fucking vile fucking rancid red-taggers #i can't. fucking handle this much rage i'm so tired we're all so tired #do we even have to mention the stupid funds they're publicly pocketing at this point. lmao #catdrain

[feral-radfem]

I know I've said I hated troll blogs in the past but I feel the need to clarify now that I do just mean radfem troll blogs.

If you are a Troon and act out like the like caricature of a 12-year-old boy in a CoD Lobby by all means please do it. Show your ass. It makes my life so much easier when I have to pull up receipts for how the male socialization is irremovable from your personalities. Say shit you don't even believe, I don't care. Be a troll.

Trolls are bad for the political movement they are saying to represent. No one else. I don't even know anyone who still gets mad at troll blogs anymore. It is such a waste of time now that everyone knows how the internet works, unless you're the opposing political movement lol. Then it's fun to go around and collect them.

Anyways, thank you little Troon troll blog for showing all of your followers my very serious responses to your stupidity. I do actually know how that ends.

#lily responds #I can't wait till all these Anonymous Pro trans blogs end up shifting people's attitudes towards trans people #oh wait I don't have to wait it has been actively happening since 2016 how nice

[rosicheeks]

😓

#it’s crazy how seeing something can change your mood in a second #idk why but I scrolled on Facebook for a bit #I saw one of my good friends from high school #apparently she’s married now #I was scrolling her timeline #and saw so many posts from friends #and her having a blast in all of her pictures #and I’m so incredibly happy for her #but then I think about myself and inward #and I’m like #well what have I done these past few years #literally nothing #I’m scared about my future #cause I’ve been just stuck for the last idk decade #I still feel like it’s 2016 #and then I’m like oh wait #that was years ago #what have I done since I graduated? #fucking nothing #oooooofda #didn’t need that #ok ignore me #I’m just sad now #shut up rosie

[alphatalecomic]

Alphatale Arc 1- Chapter 3, Page 27

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The Artwork belongs to Me Alphatale belongs to Me Undertale belongs to Toby Fox

#undertale #undertale au #undertale comic #undertale au comic #alphatale #alphatale comic #my art #my work #it is here! #thanks for your patience guys! #good gracious #I cannot tell you how LOOONG I have been waiting for this part!! #Alphatale has gone through many iterations #but Daniel's dialogue here #(the brunette boss monster) #has stayed true since the first draft from 2016 #so nice to finally see it come to life =w=

[kisari-vibes]

Apparently I have just started playing Mystic Messenger again for the first time in 7 years

#OKAY THIS TIME IM FINISHING THE GAME OUT OF SPITE #BUT LEAVING ONE CHARACTER UNPLAYED SO ITS OBVIOUSLY NEVER GOING TO BE PLAYED SINCE 2016 AGAIN #ill come back to the game later I said #a small child could not have been born amd raised within the time i wait right? #WRONG #7 YEARS MOTHERFUCKER #HOLY SHIT #mystic messenger

[theold-ultraviolence]

my favorite band really came through and are about to release a new single when I need it most, bless

This backdrop looks like a gallery and I’m here for it

#I just hope it's good because what they've been going off about lately has been......questionable #they're holding a live stream and I can't wait pleaseee let it be good #they haven't released music since 2016 #anyway #I have so much stuff to do and Idk how I'm expected to do it with everything going on right now

[sneefsnoff]

I get the name skyscraper now. When you’re standing at its foot and look up, it’s like the Feldman Building never stops. The five hundred meters of slick, black steel pierce up through the fog, no different than a knife slicing the belly of the sky itself. Even up high, where those cartoon looking clouds live, the Feldman Building reaches and cuts right through. And when it reaches, I imagine that the sun, the sky and the clouds, all clutching their wounds, cannot help but pour rain. I don’t like to think like this— I’m far past the age of eating shallow nihilism for breakfast. Besides, I like the rain, it brings catharsis.

Still, my mind wanders; likes to think of these ridiculous little things. Untrue, unscientific, useless meanderings. Hasn’t done me any good. Hasn’t gotten me any closer to a place like that.

I wonder what the top looks like. Not the roof—I’ve seen the aerials— but the top floor. I try to will my perspective up there, to look down on the distant streets as some man wealthier than God. He’s laughing maybe, with a dry martini, talking to somebody who owns half of India. How did he get so rich? What size am I to him? Would he even try to discern figures out of the dancing ants on the ground? Still, my mind cannot reach, I cannot see. There it is again. Useless! Distracting, stupid stupid stupid.

At least the woman next to me seems nice. Not nice to look at per say, but who is anyway. She’s waiting on a bus, I’d bet the 46 or 138x, and has been talking on the phone for a half hour now— all “Mhm”s and “It’ll be alright”s. I can’t hear the voice on the other line but I’d like to think that her words of comfort were working. Maybe it was her friend calling, the one that married the first guy who looked her way. Or her little cousin, who’s viola string broke on the day of their performance. An ex-girlfriend, a husband, her kid, or hell, even an inappropriate boss. Anyone and anything could be on the other line— and I’m not getting enough details to make out what’s going on.

“It’ll all work out sweetie. I think I might have some money, just to help a little.”

Money. Of course, when is it anything else? My eyes still scale the painfully erect building. In return, it continues to exist, oblivious to my gaze.

“No, no, no, it’s fine, I insist! Please Barbs, let me do this for you.”

Barbs. Thats a bit old fashioned, but a cute enough nickname. Even with a stolen glance it’s clear that this woman is in no position to be giving charity. Phone wedged between her shoulder and ear, she’s rifling through her purse. The peeling faux leather screams that it’s past its prime, but the clunky design says I didn’t miss much. Otherwise she’s pulling it off— clean and put together, the cut of her blouse flatters her broad shoulders. I didn’t need the bag to know she’s poor though. I can smell it. Everyone has their own aroma of course— like all people. Some are reasonable, some are reckless. Some find joy, while others lay tired. They can be spiteful or forgiving, clever or foolish. Maybe they still have hope or maybe they’ve been beaten into submission. Doesn’t matter, I still see it. Especially the practical ones, like her. I can hear the list of bills and chores clicking in their head; at the bodega, I see the math behind their furrowed brows. Even practiced ones— used to being prey, confident in their abilities to mask and maneuver— I know.

I wonder if this lady has thought about me once this whole time— if she guessed about my life and family and thoughts. Probably not, all things considered. She doesn’t have time to dawdle on the weirdo who stares up at a building all day, trying to find its end. It’s odd—how the windows are tinted and polished, yet my reflection is muddled, almost imperceptible in its void. Can she smell my poverty? It’s hard not to, considering the grease and sweat permeating my clothes. Haven’t even had the chance to shower and change. I got distracted, again, as always. I need to leave soon, get a nap in before my next shift. Useless, useless, useless. Just focus. Maybe thats why. Not any aspect of the glass, but from my own smudges.

“Hello? Yeah it’s me. Mhm. Oh no, it’s no problem. I was actually wondering if…mhm.. mhm…. I understand. If you could— mhm… okay, yes, absolutely. Don’t worry about it.”

Looking now, she’s fidgeting with the button of her collar. It’s barely hanging by a thread at this point, but all the other buttons seem to be well fastened.

Second call of the day and so far nobody was letting this woman get a word in edgewise. Half of me wants to just grab the phone and yell for them to listen to the nice lady for a goddamn moment. Was she calling to request a pay advance? Maybe she’s abashedly approaching some rich auntie for help, or asking for that money she loaned her college roommate.

The Feldman building stood on, apathetically. It’s funny, the architect himself, John T. Feldman was the son of a coal miner. Classic story of rags to riches, building himself up on talent and grit alone. Became a premiere architect, known for his sleek, timeless designs. Somehow, he always felt far away from me.

I know lots about the guy. A lifelong bachelor, suspected Socialist, and former archivist. Interesting fella. The thing about Feldman is he loved discussing inspirations, to the point of frustrating interviewers. In his later years it was sundials— focussing on the importance of light and shadow. Early in his career, he drew from the Pantheons of Gods, arrows, and obsidian glass. Throughout he raved about the symbolism of spaces in between, contrast and reflection.

His most controversial work, a building titled “Terra’s House” rests all the way over in Virginia. Unlike any of the crisp designs he was known for, this building was designed decrepit and jagged. Inspired by a landslide that claimed his left leg and nearly his life— Feldman created a fully functional house that appeared destroyed. At the time of its release, many refused to even enter the building, fearing its structural integrity. A valid concern, as it’s adorned by broken pipes jutting out the side, beams that extend much too far or stop far too short, with crumbling walls. Even the roofs were built around boulders to appear as if they had fallen through. My favorite is the windows— he sealed broken glass to create the appearance of the moment of shatter. Despite critics’ concerns, “Terra’s House” remains intact today, with surprisingly good insulation. Per his request, Feldman was buried next to the largest boulder of the house fifteen years ago. I want to see it one day, to experience its disarray. I want to feel honesty in chaos. Here in front of me, the building of his namesake, felt so foreign to what I knew of the man who created it.

Why am I still here, looking at this beautiful monstrosity, eavesdropping on a stranger? I’ve got shit to do. Time is money and daydreaming is expensive. Gotta pick up toilet paper, eggs, rat traps, a card for Jessie and her present, drop off my Mom’s blender I borrowed, go to the laundromat— actually I can do the laundry tomorrow— make some food, shower, and maybe even get a few winks in before 5:30. So why can’t I move? An imagined weight crushing my body, I’m too buried to even shift.

Despite my stasis the world continues to breathe. Chinese food and second hand smoke ride in on the breeze. Pigeons fight over the soggiest piece of burger bun to disgrace these gutters. The perpetual sound of construction, clamoring in the distance. And for the first time in my memory, the doors of the Feldman Building part.

Out walks this statue of a man. Rich, filthier than porn rich. He has this stride I’ve never seen before, somewhere between Apollo and a runway model. His lineless face is unchanging, almost blank. He does not see me. He does not think of the woman, who is now stepping onto the late bus. He simply enters a car that’s been waiting, waiting for him. I start to feel the first few drops of rain, and I know it’s time to walk home.

AN: stupid little one shot thing I wrote at 3 am a while ago and quickly edited now. I’d really like to make it better so constructive criticism is very welcomed and appreciated!

Yes the Feldman building is phallic intentionally

#probably should have waited till I had a single follower #does anyone read oc fiction on here #I haven’t been on tumblr since 2016 #writing #constructive critism welcome #constructive criticism #fiction #oc fiction #one shot #sneefsnoffwrites