#stupid opening credits

[astrobei]

in my heart of hearts mike wheeler is absolutely an athena kid but i also have to offer up a concept that i think has extreme comedic and dramatic potential aka: repressed gay teenager mike showing up at camp half blood unsure of who his godly parent is and feeling insecure about not having powers and one day when he’s making not-so-secret heart eyes at his best friend and son of apollo will byers is when a bunch of glowing floating hearts show up above his head. and that’s how mike gets claimed by none other than aphrodite, the goddess of love and sexuality, and is in full denial about it for three days because he thinks it’s some kind of sick and twisted JOKE

(on aphrodite’s end, she’s upset mike is throwing away the gift of true love and keeps trying to trick him out of repression by making more and more improbable and hilarious gifts appear when he and will are hanging out. mike hands will a book and it turns into a box of chocolates and he has to fling it away like a frisbee before will sees it. they’re having lunch and romantic music starts playing. she gives mike the same blessing she used to claim piper and will can’t even look in his direction for a full day because he starts blushing so hard. fifty bouquets of flowers show up at the apollo cabin’s doorstep with a note that says love, mike and by the end of it, mike isn’t even repressed and unsure about his sexuality anymore — he’s just trying to not throw himself into the bonfire out of sheer embarrassment)

#also shoutout to piper mclean bc i think her arc of not believing she is an aphrodite kid bc she doesn’t fit the model for it and having #been teased and made an outcast of sorts kind of jaded her and made her actively rebel against being an aphrodite kid #i just think that is very mike wheeler of her #n then she spends five books learning what love means and what being an aphrodite kid means #again. very mike. to Me #credits to abby bc i said ‘what if mike shows up at chb and he is repressed and gay and immediately gets claimed by iris the rainbow goddess #and she said i see this and raise you aphrodite #and i said oh my fucking god. #anyways might write this. (is opening a google doc) #but we will see. #again like in all actuality i think he is super an athena kid to Me anyway. although i think a pjo/st au is one that is very open to inter #*interpretation #i just think this hc has a little kick to it #before anyone gets MAD and says no that’s STUPID and he would totally be Blah Blah Blah. i don’t want to hear it #byler #mike wheeler #/astro posts #pjo

[jamiesfootball]

📓

CONGRATULATIONS. YOU ARE THE LUCKY WINNER OF THE LONGEST RESPONSE. I'M SO SORRY.

Welcome to my Jamie can have more than 1 2 3 4 best friends agenda starring Isaac McAdoo From Isaac’s perspective See the one thing Isaac always had a thing about is people seeing him on his own merits. He knows all too well that his image fits a stereotype—there’s nothing he can do to change that—but what he can do is put the effort in to make sure the other parts of him shine through. So he studies up: on fashion, on kinesics, on Shakespeare. Anything he’s interested in, he puts the effort in. So it’s not enough for Roy to give him the captain’s band- he has to earn it. He has to put the effort in, or it doesn’t count as his.

Then there’s Colin. Colin came to Richmond during the same transfer period as Isaac, and from day one they've been getting scolded for talking during video review. Colin is easy; they share a wavelength. A silliness. Colin is judgy and a bit hot tempered, but also completely easy-going with whatever Isaac suggests. He’s never had to try hard with Colin. When Jamie shows up at Richmond the first time there’s a bit of that too. He’s got some of their silliness and humor, though it’s shrouded in dickish overtones. He’s more willing than Colin is to push back if he doesn’t like something, but there isn’t much he isn’t willing to go along with when Isaac suggests it. Plus Jamie thinks it’s funny when Colin gets into a proper bitch session (Isaac agrees). But Isaac thought Jamie appreciated him for the other stuff. He never came at Isaac the way he came at Sam about the football stuff, so he always assumed that Jamie could see that Isaac was putting the work in. That he respected the effort of trying to do well on a team that wasn’t doing well, but was certainly trying to do better. That he respected Isaac. Then Isaac was throwing a chair through a tv, and more fool on Isaac then- Jamie never respected any of them at all. But Roy gave him the captain's band and Isaac McAdoo always earns what he’s given, so when Jamie comes back to Richmond he knows it’s on him to set an example.

He lets the other lads take the lead, but mentally Isaac’s prepared to have it out if he needs to show Jamie who’s in charge this time around. It doesn’t come to that. Jamie comes sulking back in like a puppy who’s new and nervous to play with the big dogs. He stands there and apologizes. He takes it when the lads throw at him the same complaints that Isaac’s been fielding since he took on the armband- from the valid (Sam’s stewing anger) to the less valid (Richard deserved it) to the….Isaac isn’t sure (‘he unfollowed all of us on Twitter, Dani. It wasn’t just you’).

Jamie never challenges Isaac’s claim to leadership. It irks something awful, and something in Isaac suspects that Jamie still doesn’t respect him.

Then the gaffer goes mental one day, yelling at them like a Loony Tunes character, and Jamie’s the only one of them to say anything about it. Isaac should’ve said something. Someone needed to call the coach out and he should’ve done it. He keeps telling himself to do better as a captain, but then these situations crop up and he doesn’t know what to do until after the thing has happened.

But Jamie didn’t look at him after like he was trying to steal Isaac’s lead. If anything he looked confused, bewildered when the team gave him props for standing up for them. No, it wasn’t a power move on his part. He was just doing the right thing. The right thing that Isaac should’ve done.

Isaac games it out with Colin, the Jamie mess. Colin reassures him that it was a funky situation and that the lads knows Isaac is trying his best. Colin wouldn’t lie to him.

So Isaac figures ‘you get what you give’ right? If Jamie’s going to make an effort, then so is he. If he wants Jamie’s respect, he’ll give a little first. Isaac makes an effort to grease the way on Jamie coming back into the fold. He’s got a handshake with everybody on the team and he makes of point of showing everyone on the pitch that Jamie’s got one too (had one before the rest of them, if he’s being honest; had one since back when they used to hit the clubs together). It’s easier than he thought it’d be, folding Jamie back in to club nights, movie nights, the occasional cheat day brunch.

One morning they’re sipping on cheat-day mimosas at Colin’s (and watching the highlights from the game from the night before in a time-honored tradition of not even pretending they don’t have egos) and Colin finally cracks and tells Jamie his stupid gelled back hair last year made him look like a luge runner. Isaac is proud—that’s the longest Colin’s ever kept his opinion to himself. Jamie snorts orange juice on himself; Colin yells about his couch. Jamie tells them that he was just revisiting old haunts and the mood struck him, yeah? Swear I won’t do it again.

Isaac tells him he better not. Reflects poorly on him as captain if one of his crew shows up looking like a twat. He throws it out without thinking. It’s the first time he’s given voice to the new hierarchy between them and he’s not sure how Jamie will respond.

Jamie responds by complaining that the orange juice burned his nose. Then by texting Isaac the next morning, a photo of himself in the mirror rocking one of those puffy vests he likes and a stiff collared button-up shirt Isaac wouldn’t be caught dead in. His hair is gelled back, but it doesn’t look too awful with the halfway decent fade he sports these days (Isaac could do better, he’s just saying).

The text says, “all good cap??”

Isaac texts back a photo of himself. “needs work bruv”

He’s not sure if its respect, but it’s something good. Something that makes him crack jokes, and hang off of Sam’s shoulders, and defend Isaac’s artistry with the razor to Jan like it’s his own honor at stake. (This in spite of the fact that Jamie has never, not once cashed in his free yearly haircut).

It’s all good and then Wembley happens and Isaac thinks that maybe the real issue is that Jamie’s never seen what respect looks like in his life. Maybe the flaw was never in Isaac as a captain or a player, if this was the man who should’ve taught him what it looked like in the first place.

He tests the waters when Jamie comes to him and Colin panicked after the funeral and tells them he pulled some stupid shit with Keeley (‘the funeral got to me. I don’t know why I said that—Roy’s going to murder me’). Jamie’s got himself all worked up that Roy’s going to talk to the gaffer and they’re going to send him packing—as if—and Isaac tells him full stop that the only way through it is to be responsible for his actions. Tell Roy the truth. Tell him you didn’t mean to step on his relationship, and that you respect him.

Because Jamie does respect Roy. Isaac knows that much. He can see it in the way Jamie followed him around like a lost duckling when Roy first came back to coach. Now that he knows what he’s looking for, he can see it a lot in how Jamie looks at Ted when Ted is doing one of his Ted-talks. He can see it in how Jamie looks at Sam when Sam talks about how Twitter still won’t lay off about the Dubai Air thing but he refuses to let them treat him with disrespect but he also refuses to stoop to their level. Jamie’s respect looks a lot like awe and wonder with just a hint of confusion. Jamie never looks at Isaac like that.

Jamie does take his advice though, and by the end of the season him and Roy seem square. Isaac’ll take the win.

Colin complains that when Roy headbutted him, he got a concussion, but when Jamie gets headbutted he gets a hug.

Isaac and Jamie both go in for a very sarcastic hug at the same time. Maximum silliness reinstated. All is right in the world.

Zava arrives and Isaac, for a while, finds himself swayed and forgetting his purpose as a captain. It’s something he’ll look back at and regret, like the Loony Tunes situation, how he got so caught up in the flow of things that he forgot to ask himself what he should be doing as a captain.

Zava sticks around and Colin gets moved to second string. That, Isaac notices. He may not be the captain he should be, but he knows how to be there for his best friend.

Zava leaves. Isaac, faced with his shortcomings, doesn’t handle it well. He over-corrects and insists on everybody bonding in Amsterdam. He keeps half an eye on the hotel door so he can flag Jamie over when Roy’s done with him, but the night comes and goes and the two of them never show up. When they catch the bus the next morning, the two of them seem better, settled and relaxed the way Roy hasn’t looked all year. Isaac puts that down as another thing to learn: bonding ain’t just about the team. Sometimes the coaches need it too. A year ago he might’ve been worried about Jamie stepping on his heels. He hasn't worried about that in a while.

When Total Football goes awry, he over-corrects again but in the opposite way. Lashes out at Jamie for not scoring goals at his end of the pitch, while Isaac hasn't been holding up his half of the job either. But Jamie's the one with the strategy, and he explains it in a way that makes it seem so obvious to Isaac afterwards.

Jamie has respect now. From the team. From the coaches. From Isaac.

And there's Isaac, and he's still missing shit that should be so obvious.

“I told you boyo. You’re seeing things that aren’t there. You don’t have nothing to worry about,” Colin tells him one week.

The next week finds Isaac footing it after his best friend because Colin's a judgmental arsehole when he wants to be, but this time he's off the mark. The ladies who sent photos to their fellas didn't do anything wrong. Whatever girls sent photos to Colin, Isaac will sort it out. He's not happy that this is the side that Colin’s come down on, but they’ll work it out. He’s his best friend; they’ll work it out. He doesn’t have anything to worry about.

It takes holding Colin's phone in his hand for Isaac to realize he's never seen his best friend with a girl.

It’s like he’s the epicenter of an atom bomb, the way the world fizzles away to nothing in his ears, thoughts blown far from the radius until all he could do is hand the phone back and walk away.

Another one of those things he should’ve noticed, but didn’t. Except worse.

He tells Colin everything, and it feels like Colin’s lied about everything.

It hurts. It’s a ball of rage so deep it takes him out at the knees, and it makes him want to do worse than throw a chair at the TV.

For the next month there’s no cheat-day mimosas. There’s no impromptu late-night FIFA matches and avoiding Roy’s wrath when he catches them yawning the next morning. Colin slinks around him in the locker room and makes jokes with the other lads and looks to Isaac for a sign of a smile like this is just a tiff. Like any day now Isaac’s going to roll his eyes and say ‘okay I’m over it we’re square now.’

Isaac doesn’t know how to be over it. He feels himself tearing up just thinking too hard about it. When he doesn’t say anything back and Colin looks away in disappointment, Isaac wants to do worse than throw chairs.

Isaac’s always tried to make sure he gets what he deserves, but he doesn’t know what he did to deserve this.

If this were anybody else it wouldn’t be happening, he’d call Colin and game plan that shit. But it is Colin, and given the potentially sensitive nature, what Isaac really needs is someone who won’t ask too many questions.

That’s what he tells himself when he hits up Jamie to see if he can carve out some time to grab a drink with Isaac, between Roy’s insane extra workouts and the team’s new everyday insane workouts.

He needn’t have worried about spilling any secrets. Jamie wasn't Colin. Colin had an unassuming way of under-reacting that makes you feel like you could tell him anything and he wouldn’t bat an eye. Which is false—what he actually does is he lets you pour your heart out and then tells you you’re being an idiot (judgmental prick).

Jamie on the other hand finds a bone to pick and then natters you into fighting over it, and before Isaac knows it they’ve spent two hours arguing about the end of Inception and he hasn’t once thought about Colin and the huge, stupid secret Isaac’s got locked inside his chest.

Isaac invites Jamie out again two nights later, when the breathing gets tough. Then again on the weekend, when its starting to dawn on Isaac how a Colin-less life makes a calendar feel like an empty hallway after the party’s over.

He spends a month patching over the Colin-holes with Jamie-shaped gauze.

For a shit month, it's pretty enjoyable.

Around week two they go on a shopping spree. An honest to god break out the champagne full fucking wardrobe shopping spree. (Colin doesn’t really like shopping; Jamie isn’t Colin). When they finish ransacking the first store, Jamie lays down his card and tells the shop assistants, "It’s on me." Isaac gets the tab at the next place. He talks Jamie into expanding his pallet to include more summer colors – sneaks a sky blue hoodie into the pile when Jamie isn’t looking – and in return Jamie hypes him up to hell and back, saying he looks mad fit every time he comes out of the dressing room while daring Isaac into trying some basic color blocks ("Not everything needs a print, mate"). He even finds Isaac a pair of pink-tinted sunglasses that are surprisingly tasteful.

The thing is it's become a habit, Jamie hyping him up. Going on a year later, most days him and Jamie are still swapping pictures of their outfits each day. Slowly but surely, Jamie's style has stopped looking like ‘DSQUARED2 but only the lame parts.' His style now is fresher, more dialed in. Occasionally, Isaac will admit, he looks fucking fly. Not as fly as Isaac, but the effort's there.

(Colin’s fashion choices are atrocious—if he ever complimented him, Isaac would burn the outfit on the spot.)

When they finally split afterwards, Jamie pulls him into a tight hug and thanks him like Isaac’s the one who’s done him the big favor, instead of Jamie being the one anchoring Isaac to sanity.

After a month he's mad at Colin, and he’s mad at himself for still being mad at Colin. He doesn't know how to fix it.

But no one, absolutely no one, is allowed to throw hate at Colin.

The damn breaks when Isaac isn’t ready, and then Roy's pulling him back and he's in the locker room yelling and all the unfairness and the anger and the guilt and the missing-Colin boils to the surface, and Isaac is gonna cry if he doesn’t get out of there.

Isaac isn’t so far gone that he forgets about the armband, the weight of the thing he’s earned but certainly doesn’t deserve right now. He leaves with Sam, with his steadiness and grace and discernment. He'll either keep it safe or give it back, depending on which way the scales tip for Isaac when he leaves the room.

Roy sets him straight. A year ago Roy’s lessons were sharper, lessons under streetlamps that you had to fight through yourself. Since Amsterdam, he’s been as soft with the team as Isaac’s ever seen him. He doesn’t know what Jamie did to bring that out, but he feels a similar softness in himself when Jamie corners him after the game to tell him what went down in the locker room after he left.

Colin came out to the team.

Colin came out to the team for Isaac.

“Everyone was really supportive about it,” Jamie reassures him. He’s tugging his ear, an awkward tick he’s picked up from Sam, and he’s not quite looking Isaac in the eye but Isaac can’t look anybody in the eye right now either so that checks out. “About him, but also about you, in case it were you too.”

That'd be a new level of drama even for this team. Isaac snorts. “Nah, it wasn’t me.”

Jamie huffs, “Yeah. Didn’t think so.” Then he pauses for a second and adds, “But if it ever was something, you could let us know, yeah? We’re here for Colin. We’d be here for you too. If you're upset about something, you can just tell us. You don't got to spend a month making excuses to hang out.”

It’s Isaac’s turn to instigate one of those crushing hugs. Jamie hugs back just as tight.

There’s too much going on for one day, a red card and Roy Kent telling him to calm down and sort himself out and Colin—fuck he’s got to talk to Colin—but one of these days—

—it’s been poking at the back of his mind, the way that Jamie sometimes is a bit like a can of Lynx. It smells like Lynx and it looks like Lynx but sometimes Isaac suspects he only thinks that because he saw the label first. Another one of those things that he learns that'll make more sense after Isaac figures it out, he’s sure. That's for another day.

For now Colin hears him out. Colin lets him talk. Colin says something about one-percent uncertainty feeling like ninety-nine percent terror, and it strikes a chord, harmonizing with the uncertainty he’d felt over the idea that if Colin lied about one thing, then Colin lied about everything.

Colin doesn’t lie to him. Isaac should’ve remembered that. He should’ve let the ninety-nine percent truth bury out the one-percent lie.

Colin does that thing where he lets Isaac talk himself into numerous dumb dead-ends and only sort of mocks him for it afterwards. Judgmental prick. Lighthearted arsehole. Isaac missed him.

He’s so fucking grateful for the return of Colin-time that a good month goes by. Issac doesn't clock the fact that he’s not hung out with Jamie for a while until fucking Roy Kent side-swipes him with it out of nowhere. Roy had been looking for Jamie, and Isaac quips without thinking, "why would I know where he is? I thought you two were attached at the hip these days?"

Roy grits his teeth and says, "Would’ve thought you’d know, you being best friends and all."

He says it with emphasis, like he’s quoting something. Someone. Jamie. Like he’s quoting Jamie.

He says it as if it’s not news to Isaac’s ears.

He says it and Isaac feels like a fucking idiot. He'd replaced his actual best friend with Jamie for like a month, and Jamie had let him even though Jamie knew Isaac was full of shit and making excuses to hang out. And Jamie was being supportive, stepping back and skipping out on cheat-day mimosas while Colin and Isaac re-navigated years’ worth of late-night conversations, now with the pronouns flipped over.

Colin was Isaac’s best friend. But if Jamie thought Isaac was his best friend—

Well.

Isaac wasn’t in the habit of keeping things he hadn’t earned. If Jamie thought Isaac was his best friend, then Isaac was going to earn it.

Maybe he could convince him to start with a haircut.

#this began as me explaining a very stupid headcanon - they swap outfit pics in the mornings #and after that it turned into 'wait but have i mentioned this wait how about this' #i credit the combined forces of proximity to isaac mcadoo and distance from his dad for Jamie's level up in swag in season three #might edit for clarity later - this spilled out of me so i hope it makes sense #anyways they're both so special to me #isaac mcadoo #jamie tartt #colin hughes #ask box is always open #ask game

[camellcat]

hey guys. did you know I like season two episode eleven - fear her from the hit tv show doctor who? hey guys. h

#I can't wait until the next time I get to talk about fear h— I mean tenrose. in general. yes. #you will never convince me fear her was a bad episode #it's one of my most rewatched actually thank you very much #there's more btw LOL this isn't even all of it #also I'm so fuckin stupid “someone else opened my eyes to this” GIRL YOU ALREADY BELIEVED THAT?? GIVE URSELF SOME CREDIT FVJNFJNVF #this is a dumb fuckin post but it was funny to me #I don't think there's a single episode of this show I talk about more than fear her #simply can't be helped #timepetals #tenrose #tenth doctor #rose tyler #doctor who

[vazaez]

Um anyways i already left a comment asking for them yo take down my art but if they don't i'm gonna need yalls help guys ☹️

#ugh i feel so grossef out #these people are the worst #how many more times will these stupid proshitters use non-kcest artists' work?? stupid ass cunts ughhh #they dont ask #they don't give credit #and they use your stuff for things you're very open about heavily disagreeing with #ffs #wild kratts

[ask-the-great-grunkfuss]

[first of all, I just wanna say I'm really happy seeing content like this in the fandom! Keep up the good work, Second]

May I see my son.... (Birthday boy blam)

Here ya go. Blam likes to wear just like his "dad". Flumpty Bumpty. He's a bitch too.

(I am shocked you guys like my blog secondly, but thanks.)

#birthday boy blam #bbb #one night at flumpty's #ONAF #he's stupid #he's a bitch #asked answer #thanks for asking #thanks anon #ask blog #ask blog open #ask me anything #clown #dni if you support the creator #credit to politespy for blam design

[wickedghxst]

crazy how chris chibnall wrote almost all of the worst smith era episodes & yet they decided to hand the whole series to him for some reason???

#like at least with moffat his pre show running episodes were Fantastic. meanwhile this guy has the snoozefest episodes. #& yet He’s the one y’all handed the reigns to? mkay. well. we saw how That turned out. #its been crazy on this rewatch looking at the opening credits & seeing the same name in each of the episodes i disliked the most as a kid. #really weird coincidence. thank god they didnt make that guy show runner or smthn stupid like that. oh. wait….

[tyrannusimons]

my favorite thing about tv show opening credits is when they change some details on it to match what's going on in the episode

#watching omitb right now #and since the whole city is on blackout the opening credits are too #also i rmr they'd add clues on each opening credits but tbh i'm too stupid to notice it #besides this the other opening credits i can think of #is when wwdits did the theme song in nandor's language during the wellness center ep #and when they removed collin robinson when his character died in the season finale #like the attention to detail!!! i love you opening credits #*mine

[toytulini]

getting real fucking fed up with hulu :)))))))))))))

#toy txt post #piece of shit ass stupid fucking broken fucking website #the captions will be working! perfectly fine! and then the opening credits play and it skips the ad break #and the captions are way too fast and completely desynced with the audio #and turning off the advlocker doesnt even help it just makes it worse??? cos then the captions juat #just* #PLAY THROUGH THE FUCKING ADS #but i cant fucking even contact hulu about this cos theyre prolly gonna be like #oh well we cant help u unless u turn off all adblockers and use chrome or some shit #and thats more of a fucking hassle for me personally than just turning the captions off and volume up and struggling through it #but it doesnt mean its not fucking enraging every fucking time #restarting the browser and computer sometimes works.........but then see it hits that ad break after the opening credits and does it #all fucking over again #im so fucking tired of it #and like what else am i supposed to do. not use the streaming service my parents pay for and instead risk fucking viruses #on some shady ass website i dont know for the gamble of #the captions might work or might not? at least hulu is probably not going to risk giving me a virus i HOPE?? #im just so fucking tired #and it just keeps getting worse and more broken

[nightfall-cat]

Art thiefs really try to explain their behaviour like "well its online so therefore i can use it" like they aint paying for water which literally falls from the sky

#stop tryina act smart and just credit your artists #also the “everyone dose it” argument is so stupid my brain starts melting just when i think of it #just take a second to think why that argument is absolute complete garbage #if you cant then shut your mouth and open your eyes

[todayisafridaynight]

Today at trivia: learned a baby hedgehog is called a hoglet. You've many hedgehog themed shenanigans here and I thought you'd like to know if you didn't already 💕

YEAAAHHHH LIL HOGLETS !!!!!! an UPMOST important fact to know...

#snap chats #class ended early since we were just introducing ourselves but i still managed to have the most annoying night oh my god #first my professor accidentally shook my bad hand and i didnt tell him it was A Bad Hand #people usually tell me i have a really good handshake but now my handshake look AWFUL like im sorry prof my hand has cysts in it #awful first impression and those are big to me.. #it gets worse though cause i went to get eggs and detergent and my card declined For Some Reason??? #the only strange thing i did lately was get gas LMAO I DONT ??? UNDERSTAND. #i mean i got my shit with another card i have but i didnt get the receipt the first time since i thought it was in the bag #but no it gets worse cause i cant even get into my dorm building cause for some reason my id card just. does not open that door #IT OPENS MY DORM ROOM BUT NOT THE BUILDING DOOR and then i couldnt find the housing department room #so i have to email them tonight. to fix my stupid card ig. #but no so i ran back out to ask the clerk if he still had my receipt and He Didnt. Fair Nuff so he just gave me a rough estimate #which is SOOO fun so heres to hoping i didnt underpay my credit card. overpay Ill Live itll prob just be a few cents more #AND THEN I HAD TO DO THE AWKWARD THING WHERE I SIGNAL TO THE DESK CLERK TO LET ME IN. AGAIN #but yeah... AND THEN I HAVE CLASS AT 8AM on god i might just skip since i want to drop the class anyway #but thats also MAD disrespectful.. ill just hope class ends early idk.. #so yeah. terrible night. it WILL get worse. #maybe ill make eggs.... not like i can buy food. i mean i CAN but ugh i hate doing credit card payment that shit so extra #and to top it off as i was leaving the store Again some mate was liek 'excuse me sir- oh im sorry excuse me ma'am' #MY GUY I AM WEARING A SUIT AND A FACE MASK AND I HAVE SHORT HAIR STYLED LIKE A DEBATE CLUB MEMBER #YOU WERE RIGHT THE FIRST TIME I PROMISE LMAO kms. fr. #ok im done ranting SORRY. thank you for the reminder baby hedgehogs got cute as hell names.. #im gonna try to think of old people to feel better...

[mildmayfoxe]

ok. luckily i DO have a local bank account that i made when i moved here that i basically haven't used in a while and i DO also have some mature savings bonds that i've been holding onto as ~emergency money~ so i am going to walk over there to that bank, reup my account, deposit my bonds, send an email to my landlord to ask if i can pay them with a check this month because this bank does NOT do zelle and when i downloaded the zelle app to check that i could use my other debit card they were like "hey your phone number is already associated with us with a different bank!! just use that account, haha! :)" which i would love to do but apparently all my fucking savings are compromised. it's also fucked that i couldnt download the zelle app to my ipad and had to delete stuff off my phone to even try to download it because my phone and i are in a constant memory war. but i digress. there are local branches of my main bank approx one and a half hours drive away so if i can convince someone to go with me to one of them sometime later next week (since i do not have a CAR!!) i may be able to figure this out and get all my savings back. but until then i am going to reroute my paycheck direct deposits etc to this second bank account so i will not have to put everything on my fucking CREDIT CARD

#this is so stupid i hate this. i have so much other stuff to do but apparently my fucking bank looooves to let people do whatever #chatpost #i literally cannot believe that the person i talked to on the phone was like 'well you have to open a new account' WHO was going to #tell me this????? HELLO???? #what the fuck is going ON?????? #i mean genuinely and truly thank GOD i have other recourse. #like thank god i have these bonds; thank god i have a credit card; thank god i have another bank account #if this happened to someone else who did not have these things in my situation w local branch far away i do not know WHAT they would do

[vulpinesaint]

what if i cried over having to take this stupid fucking rhetoric class again

#i am. oh my god. i don't know if i can do it. #i already had to take critical writing at previous college #and it was the same fucking class as ap lang but honestly stupider #and now i have to take ANOTHER. #the class i took before fulfills the requirement but i have to take the same fucking class AGAIN for SOME fucking reason???? #i hate the advisors i hate this school i'm going to kill someone and it might be myself if i have to analyze the rhetoric of another meme #I KNOW THE BASICS OF RHETORIC. IS THAT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU??? #genuinely fucking devastated by this i'm partway to full tears #i just can't fucking do it. i can't. i can't take it. #that class last spring made me Miserable and i can't sit through it again it'll Break me #can't take it this semester anyway cause it's full And conflicts with my only open work days BUT. #that's a full month for me to annoy the registrar or whoever the fuck until they give me my FUCKING CREDITS #literature and writing 115... don't put me back there... #I HAVE JUNIOR STANDING DON'T FORCE ME BACK INTO THE 100 LEVEL GEN EDS... #I'M AN ENGLISH MAJOR WITH MORE THAN 60 CREDITS I FUCKING PROMISE I KNOW HOW TO WRITE OH MY GOD!!!!! #feeling the weight of despair right now #do you think if i sob in the transfer office they'll feel bad for me or will i have to threaten violence #i don't wanna be a shitty person to people who are just trying to do their jobs but i might snap if they keep telling me i have to take it #</3 #valentine notes

[redhotarsenic]

My brain’s finally letting me watch dubbed tristamp hell YEAHHHH

#vash’s lil noises #he’s so wet and pathetic and soggy and the saddest man alive and I want to cradle his face in my hands and kiss him on the head #gah urgh haargh #I wanna leave bright red lipstick marks all over his stupid face waaaaaaaah #plus like. going back and watching this over #having consumed nearly every bit of trigun content #and Knowing his issues down to the atomic level #god. that lil spiel he went off on when meryl confronted him for running away in episode 2 #carries SO much weight #cuz now I’m observing every character through a wayyyyy different lens now that I’ve had the time for them all to marinate in my brain #for the past couple months #man. to think I only initially Got In There cuz I happened to see a random screenshot of tristamp vash and he looked adorable as shit #and then I saw a lil clip of him being a failboy to an UNPRECEDENTED degree #I just had to have him. the pipeline is REAL don’t be like me!!! #oooh and like. the opening credits aaghgh #something something entropy #and the end credits song is sooo good and it makes me feel so saaaad #and ughh the constellations and tiny vash and knives and #something something star children #I’ve been trying to parse through the images the stars make up #to see if it’s just nonsense or not when it’s not something obvious (ex. the geranium and lil vash and knives and the constellations) #and I haven’t found anything quite yet. if there’s anything at all and I’m over analyzing something that’s just meant to be pretty #anyway I’ll shut up now!

[thebewilderer]

Rip to y'all who wanna see the new Mario movie, I'll be here watching the only Mario movie that matters

#ih #mario #note that they're the mario brothers because their last name is mario #as in there's 'mario mario' and 'luigi mario' #and that's the part of the movie that's the least stupid #it's all downhill from the opening credits #fndm

[painted-bees]

A quick, sloppy little comic about Magritte

[Image Description: It's a vertical comic strip of 14 panels arranged one under the other. The style is realistic, done with sketchy lines in a dark burgundy. It is not colored or shaded and there is no background. The comic features the interactions of a couple, Magritte (also called Margie) and Rafael (also called Raf). Magritte is a young woman, she is wearing a baggy armhole tank top with a tight fitting black top underneath, shorts and boots. She has a messy bun and a small messenger bag slung over her left shoulder. Rafael is her partner, wearing baggy pants, sneakers, fingerless gloves, V-neck t-shirt and an open button-up jacket with a hoodie and the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His hair has short side with long top bangs and a short goatee.

 (First panel): There's only Magritte visible from the waist up. Off screen, Raf says to someone else: “Magritte has our tickets.” Magritte is excited, looking straight forward. Her left hand in on her bag's strap, her right hand rummaging inside her bag. Magritte says: "Yeah! Even made sure to put them in my wallet so that I wouldn't- uh..."

 (Second panel): She is beginning to look concerned, now with her face turned to her back, both left hand holding the lip to open the bag wider and her right hand still rummaging inside. Magritte says: "wouldn't forget.... Hang on, it's not on it's usual pocket. Haha." The last is a nervous laughter.

 (Third panel): Magritte is kneeling on the ground. Rafael is standing to the side and behind her, only his feet visible. Magritte looks frantic, searching inside her bag. Her right arm is forearm deep digging in her bag. Magritte says: "It's definitely here-! It's the one thing I never forget 'cus I never take it out of my bag!" Rafael says, firmly: "Margie, when you took it out to put the tickets in, did you put the wallet back in the bag?" The letters are bolded, with the word "back" underlined for emphasis. Magritte says: "Give me some credit, there's no way I'm that stupid." The last three words are underlined for emphasis.

 (Fourth panel):  The scene has changed and now Magritte and Rafael are in a car. We see them from the passenger's side. Rafael is driving, looking straight ahead at the road. Magritte is hunched forward, hugging herself with the left hand. Her right hand is holding her head. She is looking out the passenger window, avoiding Raf.

 (Fifth panel):  Rafael turns slightly to look at Magritte.

 (Sixth panel):  The point of view is now a side profile view from the drivers side. Rafael has his left arm leaning on the open window, his right hand on the wheel. Magritte is hunched over facing the passenger window. Rafael says: "I'm not mad at you, if that's what you're worried about." Magritte says: "I can literally feel your disappointment."

 (Seventh panel): Back to the passengers side, Rafael is looking at the road. Magritte is frustrated, no longer leaning her head against her right hand and instead her hand is palm upwards. Rafael says: "Well, yes. It is a disappointing situation, but-" Magritte interrupts: "You'd think I'd be able to do the one thing I was asked to do-! That I'd at least learn from the last billion times I forgot shit. Rafael says, quieter: “that's not where I was going with this...”

(Eighth panel):  Magritte has her right hand holding her face with the palm on her cheek, left hand placing the tips of her fingers on her left temple and eye brows. She is frustrated and angry. Magritte says: "It's not like I've got anything more important rattling around in my brain.  But, for some reason, if it's not my music, or like.... food or something, then it's just not a priority. I can't make myself care enough to make it a priority!"

(Ninth panel): She now has both hands in front of her, elbows bent, finger extended in a vague hand gesture as if there was something in front of her. Magritte says: "I'm an adult in my 20s and I still manage my responsibilities like a child. I'd be more dependable if I could just stop and think for a second, but I'd probably forget to even breathe if it weren't for the..."

 (Tenth panel): Her frustrated expression turned to confusion. Her hands are still in the air in the same position as before. Magritte says:"... why are we parked?" Her noticing this stopped her rant.

(Eleventh panel): Magritte straightens up and faces the window entirely, left hand crossed over her body to lean on the car door. Rafael, off screen: "Margie." Magritte says: "Oh." Magritte's inner thoughts are written around her. "He stopped the car to scold me. No, not ‘scold’. Don't be a child about this. He's disappointed and just needs to make sure you understand so you can do better next ti-"

 (Twelfth panel): Magritte is still looking out the window, but now with a shocked expression. Rafael reached with his right hand, and its now resting gently on her upper back. Rafael interrupts her inner monologue with "I need you to stop repeating the shit your parents and teachers and such yelled at you growing up. They were wrong, and nothing you just said makes sense."

 (Thirteenth panel):  The perspective switches back to the driver's side profile. Rafael says: "A poor memory isn't synonymous with poor priorities. Nor does it speak to a lack of maturity. The priority was there, we just have to build a better habit of checking things before we leave the apartment. Both of us. It's gonna take time. You afford everyone else a ton of patience, all the time. Can you please afford some for yourself? The situation sucks, we were both looking forward to this. But it's not the end of the world. We didn't forget things on purpose. So let's take it easy and try to end the day on a good note. Alright?" Magritte says: "Okay... c-can we um...."

 (Fourteenth panel): Magritte has turned to face Rafael and her eyes are filled with tears and they're running down her cheeks.  Rafael looks startled, lifting his arm off Magritte's back. Magritte says: "Can we get some ice cream on the way back?" Rafael says: "O-of course!" End of description.]

This description was written and provided by Hiwi.

#sketch #comic #Hi-Note #magritte #rafael

[ghosthart]

i need to quit my job for real they treat me like i’m disposable sometimes like they were giving me a steady schedule only opening no closing which i love and no cashier and then all of a sudden started giving me the left over shifts again like i’d work 40 hrs one week with a bunch of random shifts and having to cashier even tho i’m bad at it cuz i never get credit card sign ups and then this week they hardly scheduled me at all and it’s all closing cashier shifts and then they would randomly be like we need u to cover this person’s shift at the last minute like wtffff my bf said he’s trying to support both of us so i only have to work a little and i will take care of the house stuff like grocery shopping and cleaning and cooking and laundry which is what i want im sick of retail and getting lectured and told i’m bad at my job just because i’m not good at selling a credit card l

#like i’m super fast at getting the line down when it’s busy i always come up to back up too #and i’m good at my job in general i’m nice and agreeable like idk it’s so stupid #like really corporate doesn’t give a shit about anything else other than profit and credit card sign ups #they even come and do visits here and ask us questions about it and i wanna tell them the truth #i’m tired of being expected to harass shoppers to run their credit and open a credit card lmao #like i just ask one time would u be interested and then i tell them the benefits but i make it clear that it’s CREDIT #and if they still say no that’s it #but that’s not good enough #my manager will lie to ppl and say it’s a soft pull when it’s not #and even told us to quit calling it a credit card #like !!?? #that’s fraud but ok #and she will make customers uncomfortable #like she doesn’t give up #and will basically call them #stupid for not getting one