#im losing track of time

[fabulouslygaybean]

HOW IS IT ALREADY 2:30AM

#im just about to fuckng shower #im losing track of time

[nezu-mi]

isn't january supposed to last a minimum of three months??? what are we doing what is this???

#im losing track of time #and im losing my mind folks #anyway #i swear january usually lasts longer

[sandrockers]

“Monster” hunter on a bounty ✨

#god ddamn im losing track of my doodles help #not me forgetting to post this 😭 #my time at sandrock #mtas logan #mtas fanart #my art #mtas #mtas kiddos #the kids #q

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

things from The Halloween Update that are concerning me more than i already am about Eddie:

his Frankenstein's Monster costume turning his face (and hands. ha, hands, like the hands on a-) half yellow half blue/purple like the clocks & Sally's door. that's fucking me up a little ngl

Eddie tacks "A bit of a moral conundrum-" onto his description of Frankenstein's Monster, who he's costumed as. which seems out of place with the rest of his description. he could've said "bolts" or "white streak in his hair" or another physical trait. nope. Moral Conundrum (one could also describe his costume as "two-faced"...). and the fact that he's dressed specifically as someone who was "brought back from the dead" makes me 👁️👁️. kinda reminds me of a certain set of artworks from Clown's tumblr a while back...

Eddie, despite his whole schtick being "bad memory", was the only one to accurately recognize Sally's costume as pedrolino from the Commedia dell'arte. could be a little 'inside joke', might be something else. i suspect it's something else due to his... ah... Everything.

#yk im starting to wonder if eddie's meant to have a naturally bad memory #or if something is purposefully fucking with em more than with anyone else #bc he seems to have these little moments where hes On Top Of It #kinda like moments of lucidity almost? hm.... #eddie dear what have you seen? why are you Singled Out? #the wrist watch / his eyelashes matching home's (whatever the rounded things under the sills are) #his halloween costume / his memory problems / the fucking tiny secrets sprinkled all over his post office / his color being purple #hi eddie how does it feel to have main character syndrome #jesting! kinda #eddison edward eduardo edmund edgar edwin edmundo. what the hell is your deal im dying to know #wh speculation #welcome home speculation #homebogging #i wonder. i. wonder... #if eddie got Caught by whatever is out there at night #maybe he didnt know to stay in doors. maybe he realized he forgot to deliver something and thought 'better late than never' #maybe the town mailman is too important to simply Remove so he had to be dealt with a different way #or wait maybe someone saved him? wally perhaps? home? id(k?) #a worse memory so that he doesnt remember what happened? #a personal clock on him at all times so that he never loses track of the time of day? #an overactive fear-response to make sure he stays in his lane Despite him apparently enjoying scary things? #kinda sticks with the 'frankensteins monster' thing dontcha think? brought back from the dead? Stitched back together? #and the monster was an emotional sensitive character. like eddie. IDK idk im just rambling now

[cyb3r-mutt]

well I got impatient and did it anyways :3

thank you all for 350 followers!!!! its not much but please enjoy me fucking myself and whining

#im gonna try not to be embarrassed about this but will likely fail #maybe ill make an audio tag so i dont lose track of it #uh #cyb3r.audio #:3 #i made two at the same time so if this does well maybe ill post the other eventually #t4t #t4t nsft #t4t puppy #t4t switch #ftm nsft

[twisting-in-wonderland]

I had my first strawberry tart recently..  

(wip pic and sorta bonus under read more)

so sleepyyy,,

cater, please-

#twisted wonderland #twst #riddle rosehearts #ram's art #art #cater is. under the read more and is very. sketchy so im not tagging him lol #anyways i wanted to draw something stupid since work was tiring the last week or so rip #i also took this drawing as a way to look at the sorta shading and lighting of the twst art style? i need to look more into it - #mainly because i like how the hair looks.. #anyways i. so desperately want another strawberry tart - it was so good for real.. #i understand now riddle - i too would lose track of time indulging myself in tasty tarts---

[lunarcrown]

BTW ANON WHO LEFT THE MASSIVE CHUNK OF SWEET WORDS A BIT BACK!!!!! I see u I love u I wanted to do a teeny doodle for it and it’s been busy but I SEE YOU!!!!!!!!!!

#99% of the time if your ask doesn’t get answered and it hasn’t been eaten it’s bc I want to doodle Smth for it and then lose track of time #I PROMMY IM NOT IGNORING #moonspeak

[quirkle2]

flutter slimes are his favorite

#it's flutter fuck friday . if u even care #qkdraws #suncaster au #suncaster warriors #the legend of zelda #legend of zelda #tloz #loz #loz au #zelda au #slime rancher 2 #slime rancher 2 spoilers #slime rancher #scsr #he spends some of his free time winding his way through starlight strand over and over to look for moondew nectar #sometimes stays up past curfew cuz he loses track of time . their flowers only bloom at night after all #he likes to collect them and then feed the flutter slimes that hang out there. he makes friends w all of them #he's familiar enough w them to recognize certain ones. he names them. #and he gets sad when one of them stops showing up for a while #he's literally perfect u cannot tell me otherwise #and he of course has a few on the ranch that fly free-range. he brings them a bunch of nectar and spoils them rotten w treats #image for u: the chain going to starlight strand together and all the flutter slimes instantly flock to wars as soon as they see him #he giggles sm . im goingto cry

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

Not sure if anyones explained it yet but if they havent goncharov was a fake horror movie that i think started cause someone took a picture of shoes and then tumblr made lore n stuff

someone... took... a picture of shoes.

I wanna make a fake movie wtf hey guys my lovely maggots gimme a photograph I'll make a fake movie of any genre you please

#goncharov #gonchposting #good omens mascot #asmi #weirdly specific but ok #ineffable mascot #adopted child of time #adopted child of divorce #weirdly the prophet #im losing track of whatever tf y'all call me guys #tumblr polls #fake movies

[velvetjune]

the chapter songs in Alan Wake 2,, flawless

#they deserve more love and discussion #saying this while also not knowing what to say other than they’re so fucking good #alan wake 2 #i think it’s partially because poets of the fall’s tracks are iconic so of course they’re in the spotlight (as deserved) #but also the CHAPTER SONGS. them being made for a given chatacter(s) with the help of Sam lakes poetry #the changes with ‘this road’ by Poe with every Alan chapter. becoming more distorted and revealing lyrics and the spiral #the scratch song being 1) hilarious and 2) similar to Zane’s poetry in the aw1 arg #the emotion in superhero when saga feels lost at the story making it so Logan was gone #the lines of her feeling like a ghost in this story forming around her.. how she feels guilty and absent for both what the story’s doing #and being away from Logan because of her job. ashdhhhhjhh my heart #AND. follow you into the dark HAS to be alice. which kills me because at for at I thought of Alan #but no. Alice jumped in the dark place after him. it’s so !!!!!!!!!!! #the rabbit hole line. Alice spiraling deeper and deeper into a dream—into wonderland #the Lost at Sea one is also good. intrigues me. the Bowie and Lynch references are blatantly aw2 Zane #but it’s so similar to diver Zane and the ‘originals’ death. being lost in the dark place with illusions of escape #and losing any sense of identity. whether he’s real at all or the monster of this sea or just a lost soul. #the soft and calm vocals / instrumental really makes the whole thing #NEED to stop typing more tags because this is a Lot. however. #‘no one left to love’ is also a phenomenal song and one of my favorites from the album. GORGEOUS vocals and how it all flows together. #such a powerful and beautiful way to end a chapter #anyway that’s all I had to say :) #god. I’ve started to watch a few playthroughs of the game and 90% of people have skipped the chapter songs and every time im #that’s fair but my brain and soul might implode if I don’t see anyone else talking about how good these songs are

[hobbinch]

I feel like its impossible to generalize "A[X]AB nonbinary" experiences without alienating swathes of trans ppl who are technically in that category

#saw a post that was like #[doing thing] as an AFAB nonbinary person is like [wildly unrelatable to me list of things] #and itd be a fantastic post if op had framed it as #Doing Thing for me was like [list of wildly specific things that are clearly relatable to hundreds of ppl] #this is why ppl need to check with me!!! damn!!! #like even if they meant People Raised As Girls it projected a lot of their own upbringing thats not universally true #but also i see this happen outside of the specific post im thinking of its a trend that annoys me soooo much #its like people are losing track of the idea that being nonbinary means you can have basically any gender #the barbie movie in particular feels like its making people especially ''are you a girl nb or a boy nb'' style gender theory #good morning everyone its time for my ritual of waking up and immediately bitchposting

[autisticlancemcclain]

wip tease

i got an ask about childhood friends to lovers klance and i got SO carried away with it so here’s a piece of the fic. 

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Lance cries a lot. More than Keith has ever known anyone to cry. He cries every time they watch Bridge to Terabithia (which is frequently, and he also made Keith pinky swear the first time they saw it to never swing over an overflowing stream in the spring). He cries when he sees someone kill a bug (at least three times a week). He cries when Keith has to go back from his house to the group home (he won’t tell anyone, but Keith kind of likes that Lance is so sad about Keith going back. He doesn’t like that Lance is sad, of course, but he likes feeling wanted. It’s nice).

One place where Lance doesn’t cry so often anymore is the supermarket, though. Keith vividly remembers the first time he had gone with Lance and Marcela one Saturday morning — Lance had made up a whole silly song about running errands with his mom (he still hums is every time they go. Keith won’t tell Lance — he’ll get all smug about it — but he finds it kind of funny).

It had started out fine. Marcela opened up her grocery list (it was really long, Keith noticed. He imagined it unrolling to the floor and bouncing down the aisles, like in the movies), idly narrating to the boys what they needed. 

“And, if you two are good, I’ll get you a treat,” she’d promised. Lance lit right up, immediately chattering about all the different candies and chocolate bars they could get. Keith wasn’t yet sure if he should get his hopes up. 

Everything was fine for the first twenty minutes. Lance started up their space game, and they pretended every other shopper was a trickster alien pirate in a space mall, and they had to pretend to be one of them to get special parts for the castle spaceship. Marcela found their game amusing, and occasionally piped up with suggestions. Keith particularly liked her idea where they had to use ‘disguises’ consisting of silly hats and sunglasses from the clothes department. But after those twenty minutes, Marcela turned the cart into the meat aisle, and Keith saw Lance’s chin start to tremble.

Oh, boy.

You see, Lance loves all animals. All of ‘em. He likes the birds and the cats and the cows and the fish. He especially likes bugs (he even likes mosquitoes, which Keith thinks is bonkers. Lance isn’t the first person he’s met who likes bees or spiders, but he’s the first person he’s met who’d rather endure a mosquito bite than kill the stupid pest). He loves them enough that the idea of killing and eating them makes him incredibly sad. And looking at meat… never bodes well for him.

Marcela sighs quietly, having likely anticipated the tears, and Keith gets an idea.

“Mrs. Marcela,” he started politely (she won’t let him call her Mrs. Esposita-McClain, but he’s not comfortable enough to drop the title. So they compromised), “can Lance and I take a piece of the grocery list and go get them for you? And then we can meet up with you later?”

Marcela glanced over at Lance, who was staring forlornly at the beef with watery eyes, and back at Keith. A slow smile spread across her face.

“Do you have your watch on you?”

Keith nodded, holding up his wrist.

“Okay, then. Watch my purse for a sec.” 

Keith dutifully stood by the cart and her purse, reaching over to pat Lance gently on the head without looking. Marcela stepped over to the end of the aisle, grabbing one of those plastic grocery baskets, and hurried back.

“Here,” she said, handing Keith the basket. She tore off a piece of the grocery list and gave him that as well. “You boys go grab what’s on that list. Meet me at the self-checkout in 25 minutes. Don’t talk to strangers except for employees, and even then, only if you have to. Okay?”

Keith nodded, tugging Lance along to the first aisle he sees. Lance sniffled, turning to face Keith for the first time. 

“Where’re we going?”

“To get groceries.”

“What about mamá?”

“She said it’s okay. We have to meet her in 25 minutes, though.”

The independence seemed to light a fuse in Lance, tears evaporating off his face. 

“Really? We get to get the groceries?”

“Some of them,” Keith replied, smiling a little. 

Lance beamed back, and something settled in Keith’s chest. He liked it better when Lance was smiling.

“Woohoo! Let’s go!” He grabbed Keith’s hand and tugged him away, chattering about their ‘new mission’. He was so excited he forgot to say goodbye to Marcela, so Keith waved for both of them. She was laughing.

Twenty-five minutes later (on the dot), they met Marcela at the self-checkout, Lance pointing out all the things they got “…and the cheaper ones, too, we checked the prices and everything —“

Marcela smiled softly, reaching an arm out to pull Keith close with a squeeze. 

“Leandro’s little protector, huh?” she asked, ruffling his hair.

Keith scoffed, about to remind her that only one of them got into regular fistfights in the schoolyard over insults and bullying and it sure as heck wasn’t Keith, but he paused. 

Yeah, Lance was the one who went feral when some idiot at school insulted the two of them. He might be small and scrawny, but he’s certainly scrappy. Ethan was not the first or last time Lance made someone bleed (he tended to bite). Lance is the one who comes up with revenge to inflict on bullies or mean older kids. Keith’s favourite incident was the time he brought his Nana’s sewing kit and seam ripper to school, along with a container of beaten eggs. He snuck into the classroom during recess, opened the bottom of Nell’s — she was a mean girl who often made horrible comments about Keith’s eyes and Lance’s tendency to wear skirts or pink — backpack, and carefully brushed the beaten eggs all over the fabric. Just enough to cover it, but not soak it. He sewed it back up and stashed the evidence. Over the next few weeks, the eggs in Nell’s bag rotted, but she couldn’t figure out where it was coming from and reeked for days before she finally convinced her parents to get her a new backpack. But by then, the damage was done — she was Smelly Nelly to everyone who knew her. It didn’t exactly stop her teasing, but it certainly made it easier to bear.

But their friendship certainly wasn’t one-sided. Keith might not use his fists, or come up with revenge plans twisted enough to get him sent to the guidance counsellor, but he definitely helped Lance in other ways. He thinks back to every time he wrote down notes for Lance when the lights and sounds were hurting his head and he can’t pay attention. To every time he was a shoulder to cry on, or a distraction.

Maybe he is Lance’s protection, just as much as Lance is his.

“We protect each other,” Keith decided eventually. He’s a little surprised at the conviction in his voice.

Marcela laughs, brushing the mop out of his eyes and pressing a kiss to his forehead. 

“You’re absolutely right, mijo.”

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#i think i fucked up the verb tenses #so if anyone knows how to fix that please let me know #but this fic is so long that im losing track 😭😭 #anyways if this is boring do not tell me ive spent too much time on it now #vld #voltron #keith #keith kogane #lance #lance mcclain #lance's family #lance's mom #her name is marcela for me bc i like that #childhood best friends klance #klance #childhood friends to lovers #keith & lance #kid fic #theyre not dating in this #pre slash #uhhhhh #what else #oh #feral lance #bamf lance #genderqueer lance #brown eyed lance #soft keith #kind keith #bamf keith

[masonsystem]

JOKING this is very 🥹

#aa lb #now usually i would reprimand him for essentially adopting a child as a coping mechanism for losing direction in life #but this time around i actually gotta give it to him.. cuz valant probably wouldve looked to take her under his care #but considering that phoenix highly suspects him to be a murderer.. yeah he'd kinda hv to be forced to take care of her #and yknow despite their unconventional father daughter relationship.. theyre very sweet together 🥹 #i doubt this game will give it to me but ohhh i sure hope she'd be friends w pearls.. #like i know firsthand wright doesnt hv the best track record of keeping young girls safe #but he tries and cares AT LEAST... its sweet is what im saying. but yeah the games made it clear tht wright suprisingly did adopt her then #and in a situation that isnt entirely ridiculous! waow! #🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

[cyeayt]

Back on my bullshit answer my questions

while doing some rudimentary research for this poll it has come to my attention that pins and needles are a feeling felt while the limb is asleep, not the period of intense sensation/tingling/sensitivity experienced while it comes back online. or maybe it's both? the stuff i read referred to it as tingling that happens while the limb is pinned/under pressure/numb. i cannot find anything that references what i have come to think of as "the agony" but ive referred to it as the pins and needles in the options for this poll anyway.

Mild: limb has muted sensation but can be moved and used carefully, pins and needles begin almost immediately after limb is moved from whatever position caused it to fall asleep. Pins and needles not painful and do not appear painful, and last a few seconds, person affected is capable of speech and moving other parts of their body during pins and needles, which last a few seconds.

Middle intensity: limb is numb or partially numb and can twitch but not be moved precisely. Pins and needles begin a few seconds after limb is unpinned or when it is moved. Pins and needles not painful but intense and appear uncomfortable, taking a lot of the affected person's attention/capacity. they last between 5 and 7 seconds.

Intense: limb is numb and cannot move/be used, pins and needles begin 5-7 seconds after the limb is unpinned. pins and needles are intense and may be painful or not painful but 'unbearable', causing the affected person to cry out, grimace, or otherwise appear to be in pain. Person cannot speak or move their other limbs during pins and needles, which last 10 or more seconds (without shaking) and have residual tingling for a few seconds after limb regains movement/becomes bearable to move

obviously this all depends on how long the limb was pinned but just answer whichever is the most common for you, and if you want you can put in the tags what positions make your limbs go numb/how you deal.

#polls #poll #tell me your secrets #idk i was just shaking out my hand but im sick/tired rn so i was actively crying out and was thinking #that limbs falling asleep/pins and needles are a very common and intensely unpleasant experience #and its kinda fuckin weird that we as a society dont talk about it more #and that it can be brushed off or be a single line in books n stuff #and like theres a lot of things that get done dirty in books for how intense/scary/dangerous they are irl #like the first time i got the wind knocked out of me and thought i was dying cause its only ever described as #getting the wind knocked out of you #rather than you can't feel the air coming in and out of your lungs #and the only way you can tell youre not dying is that you aren't experiencing air hunger #which can happen when you are dying in certain situations so fuck if i know #and like headrush like i see new colors/lose track of reality/twitch or faint when its real bad and in books its always like #a bout of dizzyness or some shit #and before i get called out yea i know what an iron deficiency is #also rip to all book characters who've been knocked out for several hours after a head injury or passed out from blood loss lol #anyway #then theres shit like my psycosomatic faux asthma symptoms or swallowing issure or the foot thing that are unique to me as far as i can tel #and boy howdy does that suck shit #but to conclude #bodies are weird why dont you tell me how yours works.

[pumpkindogart]

What the FUCK do you mean it's almost may

#clever log name here #holy shit im losing track of time again that is how much work is getting to me oh god

[chartedrights]

“You were in love with her, weren’t you?”

“Who wasn’t?”

#killer track #starkid #nmt #nmt2 #nightmare time #nightmare time 2 #gifs #IM UNHINGED IM INSANE IM LOSING MY MIND IM EATING DIRT AND ROCKS AND STICKS