#just having a night and want to vent

[hai-nae]

meant to post these sketches a few days ago? a week? but, well, life.

#red dead redemption 2 #my art #my fics #arthur morgan #rdr #rdr2 #rdr2 fanart #young arthur morgan #and a wee little hs of wolf!arthur #today is the first day of the last 3 ive gotten to eat more than a single meal a day #my bp dropped at work n since it was a vision black out i had to post up in the friggin stall like batman on a ceiling so i didnt fall #which sucks since i have a manual labor job but luckily i didnt reach the shakin stage just kept gettin the dots n focus static #been sleepin n readin to avoid attention on hunger pains since i had no energy for drawin #finally got to have dinner last night since we got some money and i gotta say i dont miss the feelin of chokin on food i wanted so bad #man i love tags most ppl dont read em n i get some catharsis to vent in em

[3-aem]

my toxic trait is picking up random hobbies on a whim like today i went shopping for a cardigan but found No cardigan i liked and so i naturally decided that i can just knit one even tho the only thing i have ever knit was a 8” by 3” rectangle in 5th grade that just looked so pathetic-

#digital art is truly one of the cheapest hobbies #hobbies i do not recommend with my entire soul: baking #fk baking i have beef with baking baking is a fking SCAM #i denounce ur sugar cookie recipe and ur stupid apple tartes!!! #actually i really love both #but eggs are so expensive now it just cant be worth it #btw who allowed egg prices to go back up #bruh i dont want to pay more than #like 20 cents per egg thats how much they are worth to me #oh but the sanity of the chickens u know what i didnt make the farming industry they should figure that out and i should still be allowed #to eat eggs #also like short of driving to a farm urself and verifying the free rangeness u just cant trust the labels #free range could refer to the holy pasture fields #or it could mean like a 0.2 sqft pissing block outside the pen #im tired of making posts about gj let me vent about eggs for one night geez #delete later

[i-am-l-ananas]

just because your peers are reaching “life milestones” before you doesn’t mean you’re falling behind in life. You’re not behind in life. You’re not you’re not you’re not you’re not and maybe someday you’ll believe it

#one of those nights folks! #I know when and if a person reaches so called life milestones is arbitrary!!! But why am I so behind??? #it’s just. more people I grew up with are getting married and having kids #I don’t even think I want kids!! #it’s just that it goes along with them having the relationships and stability to do so!! #and I’m envious of that! #and it’s pathetic that I still blame all the bullying I went through for my lack of relationships when I know it’s really my own fault #for not bettering myself and going out and meeting people and instead waiting for a future where I’m no longer disgusted with my body #ack sorry if you opened the tags only to be slapped in the face with vent #it be like this sometimes

[olive-garden-hoe]

“The fnaf movie was mid it should’ve been scarier-“

LITERALLY SHUT UP OF COURSE IT WASNT SCARY IT WASNT MADE TO BE SCARY IT WAS MADE FOR THE PEOPLE WHO POURED HOURS INTO MAKING FAN GAMES AND FAN THEORIES AND CRINGEY OCS AND SHIPPED THEMSELVES WITH PURPLE GUY AND WISHED THEY COULD BE IN THE FNAF UNIVERSE AND PPL WHO BOUGHT BUDGET MERCH BC THEY WERE TOO YOUNG TO PAY FOR IT.

IT WAS MADE FOR US NOT YOU

#just neurodivergent things #fnaf movie #fnaf movie vent #vent #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #mike schmidt #abby schmidt #vanessa afton #william afton #no I’m not projecting #what makes you think that #seriously though #it was made for the fnaf fandom #not for people who wanted a cheap scare #ppl are just mad they aren’t the target audience for once #this movie is really bringing out all the wannabe main characters #the amount of people who have rarely been the target audience are being seen #so shut the fuck up

[uhbasicallyjustmilex]

current editing moodboard, please send help

#perfectionism is really kicking my butt rn #that and the fact i had like a week away from writing properly bc chronic pain and now i can’t get back into the headspace #so yeah #perfectionism and brain fog #the inimitable duo #and i know i just need to be patient because it’ll get in the end there like it always does #but rn i’ve spent two nights in a row trying to polish up the last bits of this chapter #and i still just feel so detached from it all i want to pitch my laptop out the window #but i can’t afford a new laptop each time i want to defenestrate it #so this little rant will have to do instead #UGH #it’s so annoying because i am actually so so proud of this chapter and have loved writing it and can’t wait to share it #it’s just this last little bit that i seem to be hitting a brick wall with #anyway sorry #four walls readers don't worry i go through this just about every chapter lol #i'm just feeling it particularly this time because it's a particularly big chapter (both in terms of length and content) #and sometimes venting in the tags and creating an alex moodboard is very therapeutic #writing stuff #alex turner #writer's block #lulu posts

[veone]

an ordinary night.

#ts4 #sims 4 #simblr #sunbleached:extras #idea is to shoot people just living and occupying a space they live in #jamie is sleeping over for a change she usually stay with her boyfreind most night but wanted to sleep alone for a change #vics drawing and chatting with jamie in whispers because nick fell alseep watching him draw and was listening to their convo #i like to think seung is having a moment and concerning andrezej but he's listening to her vent about how shitty things are #he getting ready for bed but is gonna end up sitting up all night talking to her in this bathroom #sis is having a moment she wanna take a long nap #andrezej pitrowski #seung ra #jamie yager #vincent dasilva #nicolas ishida #them two may be listening to their convo though thin walls #jamie's playing music though its in the link #it raining the power kinda went out but the led lights still work for some reason and so candle light!

[itspyon]

i think we as a tumblr society have progressed past the need. blows you guys kisses

#i have simply had enough after last night #some of you have gotten excessively parasocial not just towards me but towards other blogs you come to talk shit about #as if i am not friends or at the very least acquaintances with them #and it's obvious you're from twitter because then i see the same phrasing on a vague tweet #i try to be positive or at the very least constructive about the issues you guys bring to me #but there's a bit too much venting a bit too much infighting i just won't waste my time on #i really wanted to have a normal conversation about how me and that one anon felt about content #and some of you got SO weird SO quickly i was put off. especially waking up this morning to the disaster that was my inbox #it is on me for having encouraged that type of behaviour at some level #so i'm pulling the plug now. go back to twitter and keep vague posting there

[gifti3]

missing the boys??

#i have this long cat plush i sleep with and i wanted to draw a satan one lol #obey me satan #obey me mc #obey me nightbringer #obey me #my art #satan x mc #ish #i just like throwing every color together and praying #also i colored this with my night light setting on so... #anyways this is kinda like vent art cause i thought too hard but now i feel a bit better at least

[aheathen-conceivably]

Pretty sure I went too hard on the mini arc and gave myself burnout before the real story even begins y’all…

So much for uh, super chill gameplay time, huh?

#someone help me find some chill for real 😅 #I can’t be doing this with the actual story posts and get any done #for real I turn into more and more of a perfectionist with each post #tomorrow’s post took me almost three nights of game time just to shoot #my disappointed sigh is for me and only for me 😂 #shoulda known we couldn’t have had chill gameplay time for the pixels OR their watcher #alas #‘tis who I am #gif warning #just a heathen rambling warning #and have no fear this doesn’t mean I’m not getting back to the story #just wanted to vent with y’all thaaaaanks 😙

[coconurt]

i hate this i hate everything i hate being alone

#vent #tw vent #i finally found someone who i really like and is GOOD to me #and i foolishly thought i wouldn't have to be alone anymore #but i was wrong and now they're being taken away from me #why does this have to hurt so bad #am i really going to cry for an hour every single night from now on when they're gone #this is just cruel #and i'm not even ALONE alone #my dog just came to me for scritches #but without them i FEEL alone #why #why does everything have to be so bad right now #i just want to be healthy again #i want my best friend back #i just want one more night with them the way things used to be #just one more #i promise i won't take them for given again #when will this nightmare be over

[daddyplasmius]

hand on my stupid heart flashbacks

this is a No One Knows AU & Full Hazmat AU where Danny ended up in the Ghost Zone & didn't go back into the human world initially because he thought he was dead. by the time he realized he is, in fact, at least half alive, he'd already been missing for at least 2 weeks. will probs never finish homsh sorry. i wrote this a couple years ago in a haze & just haven't been able to finish it because i can't replicate the style, which i find is what i love about this fic the most. it wouldn't be the same without it. posting the flashback introsーwhich are meant to be read between chapters/the actual plot, starting after chapter 1ーcuz fuck it. excuse typos & shit, i never properly edited it, as i forgot it existed immediately after i wrote it original description of homsh: Danny Fenton has officially been missing for over a year. Maddie & Jack Fenton refuse to give up on their son. Sick and tired of the police running them in circles, and the case getting colder by the day, the Fentons turn to their last resortーPhantom. 800~ words (full unfinished fic is 20k~)

-

When Danny woke up surrounded by thick, green fog, and couldn’t breathe without swallowing heavy air that was more like water than anything, he was sure he was dead. The portal glowed behind him, illuminating the pitch darkness around him in soft, yellow, warm light.

He almost went back.

Almost.

He was dead. His parents were ghost hunters. They had drilled into his head from the moment he was born that he could never, ever panic in death. That he would accept it. That he would not be scared. So he would be prepared to be brave in the face of death and would not become a ghost.

He panicked. He did not accept it. He was terrified. And so he woke up in the Ghost Zone.

-

Danny went back through the portal when he saw some ectopuses acting… strange. Like they had an idea in their heads. Like they had a plan.

Which was weird, with animal ghosts. He had only been in the Ghost Zoneーmom and dad called it that, he rememberedーfor a couple weeks. Or, he had already been there for two weeks. Or maybe time worked differently and he was there five minutes, or four years orー

The ectopuses went through the portal and, despite everything, Danny went after them.

While he was busy reeling at being home, the ectopuses immediately attacked dad. Danny was horrified. Jack was overwhelmed. Danny stepped in, in a moment fueled by sheer adrenaline and stupidity, snatching a Fenton Thermos™ off a shelf and releasing his shaky invisibility. The ectopuses didn’t stand a chance. And when they were safely in the Thermos, he slowly turned around to dad, ready for the confrontation. Ready for the “what happened to you?” and the “where have you been?” and the “we’ve missed you”.

Dad scrambled to shoot at him.

Danny fled.

His parents didn’t recognize him.

-

The Lunch Lady attacked when Danny was mourning Halloween.

He’d waited all year. He made a costume that summer. He wouldn’t get to go trick or treating with Sam and Tucker this year. Or any year. For the rest of his lifeーor existence. Whatever.

The Lunch Lady appeared in the school and demanded in straight fury, “Who changed the menu?”

Everyone pointed at Sam.

Danny hadn’t known just how powerful ghosts could be. His parents never told him the specifics. Just that they were dangerous.

This ghost grew and her aura hit him like a hurricane, almost physically pushing him back. It was so strong that the students in the Casper High cafeteria seemed to feel it too.

The Lunch Lady was a much harder opponent than the ectopuses. She levitated meat. She used it as a weapon, and seemed to bring it back to life. She created weird meat creatures that grew sharp teeth and claws out of bones. They were mindless, attacking everything that got too close to the ghost. Danny would have run away without hesitation, if Sam hadn’t been in the crossfire.

Danny fought the Lunch Lady. It was a long struggle, but he caught her in the thermos after over an hour. When he turned to Sam and Tuckerーboth of whom he had to save due to Tucker trying to jump into the fightーall three of them bloody and bruised, he cringed. But a part of him hoped. Desperately.

Surely they would know him on sight.

“Wh-what are you?” Sam gasped at him finally.

Danny flinched as if she had struck him. “J-just… your friendly neighbourhood phantom.”

-

Danny didn’t know what possessed him. Oh. Pun not intended.

He just barely caught the Fentons leaving in the GAV, dragging suitcases behind them. He couldn’t help himself. What on Earth were they doing?

They were going to Vlad Master’s mansion for their college reunion.

It was a whole thing. But something was off. Besides all the adults reminiscing about the 80’s.

Danny sensed ghosts immediately but he couldn’t see anything. Unfortunately for him, Vlad could also sense him. It was two days of Danny staying invisible, and Vladーthe halfa? Is that what Danny is?ーtrying to kill Jack. Somehow, Danny managed to fight off Vlad, not turn back, and without the Fentons getting hurt. His secret intact.

VladーPlasmius, also learned about Phantom. And Vlad hated him. The manーghostーwhatever, seemed to only care about one thingーpossession. Of money. Of things. Of people. He was more ghost than Danny had ever seen. Vlad’s obsession was overwhelming.

Danny couldn’t believe someone so much like himself could be so disturbing.

#danny phantom #danny phantom au #danny phantom fanfiction #you know that gif of the wailing emoji dissolving? :Why:? #yeah that's what i do every time i remember i never finished HOMSH while i still had the style in my brain #feel free to steal this idea. please steal this idea. please write it i wanna see this idea so bad but im already writing another 100k+ fic #if y'all want me to post the full fic i can but. it is not finished & most likely never will be. sorry again #i won't lie. the haze i was in was a depressed one. i was. not in a good place At All when i wrote HOMSH #like the only part i remember actually writing was the panic attack scene & that's just barely #i reread the whole fic in the middle of the night months later while listening to Implode Alright by Built by Snow on repeat #yeah i cried. this one is funny but mostly it's just. mourning. grief. the works. it's a vent fic & also a. kind of. wishful fic #like. don't you just wish death wasn't so permanent. don't you wish you could tell them everything you wish you could #don't you wish you could just see them again #i'm actually writing this into a bigger ventier series currently called Let Grief Do Its Work #cuz i rewatched LUCIDS again recently & remembered what HOMSH was originally about. why i was writing it #i'm not calling it HOMSH cuz. HOMSHie is my baby. it's its own thing & i don't wanna ruin the vibes #reluctantly admitting i call an unfinished fanfic i don't remember writing... HOMSHie baby... in my head #yeah i have a cute nickname for my fic. what of it #it's 5am & i think i'll throw up if i think any more about posting unfinished unedited pieces of a fic so i'm going for it. cowabunga #go into the world. get your 2 notes you beautiful animal #*passes out*

[actual-changeling]

the ending of episode five fucked me up because they're all healing, stede and ed are healing, realistically, in love, as both individuals and as partners. izzy is happy! fucking happy! he has friends, family, people who love him and care about him. people that stuck with ed and izzy through dark fucking times but are still willing to stick with them because that's what you do as a crew.

i don't think anyone's waiting for me

no one's waiting for me. no one. every single person i have ever cared about has left me. every. single. one. 100% probability that i will be abandoned. because when it comes down to it, i'm too much. doesn't matter what specifically did it this time, it all falls under "you're too much to deal with so i'm ditching you". i'm saying this as neutrally as possible btw. i'm forced to live for myself because there is no one else and that is both a little bit of a good thing and a giant pile of 'fucking shoot me already'.

this entire season i just stabbing me right into my most sensitive trauma memories over and over again, and i'm bleeding out on the roadside and about to be run over by a car.

#alex gets personal #ofmd2 #just. venting so my heads empty before bed #'youre not too much' they say before leaving me because i've become too much #like bro i dont even know what im doing or whats wrong with me outside of the obvious #im just a horrible person no one wants to be around apparently and i mean that 100% seriously #i carry so much pain with me and whenever it spills out during a panic attack or while crying or both #it's like trying to empty an ocean through a straw #sure you'll get a few drops #maybe even half a cup #but you still have a fucking ocean left and you know that no matter how hard you try #time is against you and you will die before you empty that bitch #ed saying i dont think anyones waiting for me is stuck in my head and i cannot get it out #i was just looping it in my mind while sobbing so hard i almost passed out </3 casual thursday night experiences

[neuroticboyfriend]

IM SO TIRED OF BEING IN CONSTANT PAIN

#I JUST WANT TO BE COMFORTABLE PLEASE ILL DO ANYTHING #WHAT DO YOU FUCKING WANT UNIVERSE #PLEASE MAKE IT STOP #GIVE ME ONE RESTFUL PAIN FREE NIGHT #PLEASE #ILL TRADE YOU MY SANITY FOR A LIFE WITHOUT CHRONIC PAIN #please. please. #why does it have to hurt so much #all the time #forever #please #why #why me #havent i been through enough already #why is my life a never ending hell #what did i do to deserve this #why did you let me live i should have just died when i was born #i never should have been born at all #... #vent #julian rants #tw #idfk what tw for i dont #caps tw #death tw

[ward-leon]

does anyone else just want to do the bare freaking minimum in life and not have to worry about money and grades and stuff or am i simply ""wasting my potential"" here

#i forgot abt The Promised Tangent. damn it #ill do it tomorrow probably #sorry im just. Having A Night. #where did they see the 'potential' in me? fuck if i know! #seriously! my grades are satisfactory enough! what else do they want from me? a red diploma? #fucking hell :/ #not a reblog #vent #vent on main

[uhbasicallyjustmilex]

me waiting for my writer’s block to fuck off and leave me alone so i can finish this chapter:

#my creativity is just so dead rn and it makes me want to crawl out of my own skin #i’ve been waiting MONTHS to finally have a little bit of free time to breathe and catch up on writing stuff #and naturally now that i have i am so mentally and emotionally drained i can barely string a sentence together #i feel so distant and detached from my characters #and yes i know it’ll pass #but i just feel so caught in this headspace rn and needed to vent #i’m SO close to finishing this chapter for good but i have well and truly fallen at the final hurdle #the perfectionism has got me #ugh #also if anyone reading this is worried about four walls being updated #please don’t #i literally circle through this headspace every single chapter #and it hasn’t stopped me yet #(and it never will either. i couldn’t give up on this fic if i tried) #but it’s just hitting me particularly hard this last week #why is writing such an agonising process sometimes #anyway #enough rambling from me for one night #i’ll drag myself back to my laptop and see if i can work some magic #wish me luck #writing stuff #lulu posts

[27-royal-teas]

ngl im kind of panicking rn my throat is sore and dying and i have three choir events this week which includes around one hour of singing straight PLUS my choir director randomly slammed upon me that i am soloing All I Want For Christmas Is You by Mariah Carey tomorrow, which is an INCREDIBLY vocally challenging song, like, she fucking BELTS, and her fucking VOCAL RUNS. so anyways it’s gonna be a hell of a week on my voice wish me luck

#our biggest show of the year is tomorrow— singing and dancing for around 2 hours total (+ mariahgate) #and since it’s SHOW CHOIR we’re dancing and i am. NOT READY. we only learned one of the group numbers ON SATURDAY #and it is NOWHERE NEAR READY for public consumption. we have our biggest show of the year tomorrow night. we are performing the exact same #show on thursday at our sister school. I am fucked #and then my friend wants me to carol downtown on wednesday…. hhhhhh #like. I love it i love show choir i love singing and dancing it’s my favorite thing ever #Im just so vocally tired and i had the flu last week and im still not fully recovered from that i only really got my voice back today #and it’s already kind of disappearing #fuck. FUCK!!!! #vent. kinda #toby speaks