Tumgik
#we're team cheer!
hearties-circus · 9 months
Text
Playing mystery dungeon eos btw:] it's fun
0 notes
daily-hanamura · 8 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
#persona 4#p4#persona 4 golden#p4g#hanamura yosuke#yosuke hanamura#souyo#this was an interesting scene for a lot of reasons#for context naoto goes out to take a breather and yu follows with yosuke following behind yu.#yosuke cracks a joke to lighten the mood (something i've already talked about a lot is making jokes is yosuke's fall back to raise morale)#there's 3 things happening here - yosuke opts to go outside with yu to cheer yu up instead of staying in to cheer up the rest of the team#so it kind of implicitly suggests that like it or not yosuke kind of still prioritises yu - that yu is the first person yosuke looks to#but it also comes closely at the heels of that moment in the hospital room with namatame and i think this is very much a scene where#yosuke is testing the waters with his r/s with yu like “hey we're good right” by making a joke so that things btwn them feel normal again#and finally it's something that i don't think even yosuke himself realises - HE is the catalyst to yu's realisation on who the culprit is#yosuke's comment that “the fog's so thick the snow gets lost in it” is reminiscent of the english saying “to hide a tree use a forest”#at least for me anyway - snow and fog are both forms of water that come about during low temperatures#but it's right after this comment that yu made the connection that the culprit was someone else that could hide in the crowd#by blending in in a different manner to namatame#namatame was not noticed because he was a delivery driver and that was a mundane everyday figure#but adachi blended in by being one of many police officers that were present in inaba - in other words the tree in the forest#without realising it yosuke has come in clutch to support yu again - i'm fascinated that it wasn't naoto that deduces it#despite being THE detective and being in this scene#it's the combined work of yosuke and yu#and that they really are better with each other#he's good with his queue
75 notes · View notes
knighteclipsed · 5 months
Text
like shattered glass.
a drabble: immediately following the events of the fall 2023 arena word count: 548 words
// depicts strong negative emotions.
The veil of the illusion falls at last; no oceans, no forests, no deserts. It is between one blink and the next that the monastery resumes your vision, and it is between one breath and the next that you promptly leave the venue.
It’s late out now—normally, you would’ve basked in that, but the darkness feels different right now. Where normally, it would be an open canvas—nothing certain and everything free to be dreamt within—now, it feels oppressive: a smothering isolation akin to the tightness in your chest; the moon crawling upwards nothing more than a mockery of what freedom truly is. Your eyes stay on the ground as you walk to your quarters; maybe people are watching, but you can’t bring yourself to care.
You shut the door behind you—maybe too forcefully, but only just. It is only when you crash against the back of it, falling to the floor like shattered glass that finally, you let yourself feel something: and everything comes crashing in. (Notably, that tightness in your chest; the force of your own heartbeat; the loudness of your thoughts.)
It’s almost impressive that you held yourself together for that last match. Haha.
…That wasn’t funny. (Normally, though, it would be.) You can’t muster up any laughter though, most of it just dying in your lungs. Instead, your heart just beats, pounding; it’s almost like your head could explode from the force of all that blood. Your hands find a place atop your head, but no matter how forcefully you hold it together, in truth: you are not holding it together. Your memories still command you—isolation against your own will.
It wouldn’t be so bad if you could call those actions your own—you couldn’t even begin to count all the times you’ve acted or spoken or smiled with nothing more than the intention to offend, belittle: cement your control. You know what to expect from people, and you know what will come of your… habits. But you had not killed them on purpose—you had lifted the axe, and you had aimed to kill, but those actions stopped being yours the moment it hit their body. Their double was the one who should’ve been hit; they themself didn’t deserve to die. (Or perhaps maybe they did, but you could entertain that thought another time.)
Regardless: they cannot hold that against you. It wasn’t fair to what truly happened. (But they did; you feel it miserably.) It clogs up your insides.
An inhale inwards, slow and measured—following: an exhale out. Your heart is still killing you, what with its incessant beating—a motion so violent you could feel it moving against your ribcage; but your breathing evens: that overwhelming feeling of suffocation falls away, like vines retracting from a corpse.
(Like those vines, however, it does not truly go away; it may still very well kill you.) Not that you will let it.
It’s late out now—but then again, you never sleep easily anyway. It would be infinitely easier to just sit here in silence, let the emotions wash away until you become yourself again. Perhaps then you could speak like yourself again too: Yes, I did that. Are you going to start crying over it? (A normal person might’ve considered an apology, but you aren’t weak like them.)
An inhale inwards; an exhale out. The moon continues to rise.
7 notes · View notes
disdaidal · 8 months
Text
I don't want to brag or sound too optimistic about it, but after three weeks of training at a private college, I think my lessons with this one particular immigrant student (who has serious motivational problems lemme tell ya) are finally starting to get through and there's been improvement.
Only slight improvement so far but I have spotted some, so maybe not all hope is lost yet.
Remains to be seen I guess.
#personal#so in case anyone's still wondering i'm studying to become a tutor/instructor/guidance counselor etc. etc. whatever it's called in english#and currently i mostly work with immigrants with language. sometimes i help high school students as well. but mostly immigrants#and there's this one immigrant student who's been there since last spring. and he still barely even knows the basics because he's 'given up#according to him that is. he told me this at least three times yesterday and i told him that's a problem#so i've been trying to hammer it through his head that he can't be sitting in classes and using his phone when he's supposed to be learning#or expect me or teachers giving him all the answers when he also needs to show a little effort and help us back as well#and that he needs to participate in pair and group activities in classes because we're a team and we need to work together#so basically he's been asking me to either teach him or then find someone who can teach him#i told one of our teachers this and she answered that he could also participate in evening activities at the college but he's not doing tha#and according to him he doesn't 'mingle'. so i told him maybe he should once in a while. get out of his comfort zone. at least try#to my surprise he actually showed up to one of the evening activities that i hosted. didn't do much anything there but sit but still#that was effort. he did exactly what i said despite it making him a little uncomfortable so that's improvement#so then yesterday he asked me about teaching him the language again. i told him i host a homework club at tuesdays & thursdays @ 3:30-4:30p#he showed up there yesterday and was the only student. so i had time to teach him basic greetings. weekdays. months. things he shoulda know#and i thought it's all probably in vain but i tried. so today. he was in their class and actually doing pair work and reading stuff aloud#and even translating some stuff when i asked. calling it easy. and that he's trying to use his phone less and memorize this stuff instead#to which the rest clapped at and cheered him on for. and i told this to the teacher afterwards when she asked me about him. and she gave#me a thumbs up and looked a little surprised but also delighted. because he's been a popular subject amongst ourselves for a reason#so i don't want to get too optimistic about it. because he still has an attitude problem. but he's tried a little at least. so there's hope
11 notes · View notes
kitnita · 2 months
Text
also like nine times out of ten if i'm giffing postgames or whatever & jake has one posted i'll post gifs from it but he was simply Too Pathetic for me here. which is saying a lot given that i am, at some level, working on like three fics where the plot is him Being Pathetic but it's just sooooo much more fun when he's pathetic & turning into an otter about it. & not saying 'it's a good feeling right now' like he's never had a good feeling before in his life. you know. someone remind him he won please.
2 notes · View notes
andromedasummer · 11 months
Text
after le mans i passed out for 12 straight hours btw. fell asleep at 2am when the race ended for me like the moment i got into bed. woke up at 1:50pm to a phone call.
7 notes · View notes
pokemonruby · 1 year
Text
i’m not sure if volo counts or not, but i really think pokemon ought to go for the “champion is evil” route eventually because i think it’d just be so interesting. considering the champion is the highest figure of their respective region, ushering in tons of praise and respect, it’d be amazing if they used their absurd popularity and fame to their advantage somehow, brainwashing the masses and sneaking around and scheming without detection since, let’s be real, celebrities can get away with anything. bonus points if the elite four is in on it too, since i’d actually like to see them be incorporated in the storylines more since they’re, well, the elite fucking four, the objective cream of the crop and yet you barely see them outside of the pokemon league.
and there would be something so dynamic about all of it since it wouldn’t be like facing your standard villainous team - these are the best trainers the region has to offer, so it would be an indubitably tough challenge, especially if they spin the narrative by exploiting their renown and claiming that you’re the bad guy. i mean, what’s one small-time trainer, especially a child likely, in comparison to the literal pokemon league, anyway? 
22 notes · View notes
copiasblair · 11 months
Text
i went to this place today with a bunch of arcade and pinball machines and had a super fun time and now i'm thinking about arcade date fluff with copia....
4 notes · View notes
themilosquid · 9 months
Text
Thank you cole for making me obsessed enough to daydream a full plot for half an hour without any kind of stimuli other than my own creative juices
4 notes · View notes
sklogw · 1 year
Text
i saw like 4 people with argentina nt shirts today, the world is healing
10 notes · View notes
firesnap · 2 years
Text
What is it about MCC team announcements that turns all of us into sarcastic little bitches.
12 notes · View notes
endtimers · 1 year
Text
listen ive been engaged with yellowjackets for like less than a week but also im gonna say. it makes SOOO much sense van is the goalie like that's a goalie if i've ever seen one. everything about he screams put me in that net. it's like if the yellowjackets were a baseball/softball team she'd be catcher.
2 notes · View notes
scattered-winter · 1 year
Note
buddie as running partners...buddie as RUNNING PARTNERS...!!! (does that make the 118/firefam an entire cross country team? coach!bobby? athletic trainer!maddie? idk, idk how cross country teams work.) nonetheless...say more.... <3333
here's a lil overview real quick so y'all can pick up what I put down: cross country teams are all different, and can even be formed by a community group instead of a traditional "school that competes in the individual districts," but the basic layout is coach/trainer, assistant coaches if necessary, and the athletes who actually compete. some teams have a team captain appointed from the ranks of athletes, and the captain's specific duties/responsibilities varies from team to team but essentially they're like.....the assistant assistant coach. they watch out for the team and are the unofficial leader if the coach isn't around. teams compete at meets (races) against other teams; the amount of teams at meets really just depends on what the race is for/who organized it. smaller meets can have 2-5 teams, but the big regional meets can have hundreds. in official competitions like regionals, scores are done for both individual runners and overall teams. if an individual runner finishes in the top 10 or 15 runners, he'll place as an individual, but if the overall team score beats other team scores, then the whole TEAM will also place. the scoring system is based on what place a runner gets. 1st place gets one point, 2nd gets 2 points, 3rd gets 3 points, and so on, all the way down the line to the very last runner who comes in. to get team results, the whole team's scores are added up, and the team with the lowest combined score wins. the more runners that finish higher up in the race, the lower the overall score.
I think ideally bobby would be their coach, and the whole 118 would be a cross-country team. I like the idea of maddie joining their team after running (ha) from doug and I also like the idea of hen being the team captain :] interim captain hen my BELOVED!!!!!!!!!!!
I think for spice <3 the 126 as a separate team that they compete with. they have dual meets a LOT (which is a cross country race with only two teams. there's no pressure to compete for times or positions at the bigger, more important races, and they're sooooooo fun. every time I've done a dual meet we always hung out with the other team afterward at a lake or restaurant and it was sooo <333) so the 126 and 118 are still Competing in the sense that they're gunning for the same positions in the regional/national races, but it's a very friendly competition because the teams are very close. no hard feelings if one team wins over the other, because they're all good friends and they're super supportive of the other team because it's a great accomplishment for them. judd is the coach <3 not owen <3
and onto BUDDIE <3 the thing about a running partner is like. they're your constant. sure, you've got the team, but your running partner is like your other half. someone with a similar pace as you. you train with them, you compete with them, and it gets to the point where you don't even need to use words because you know each other better than anyone else. racing isn't just a physically exhausting sport, because there's a HUGE mental factor in it as well. there's lots of strategies and techniques, and every aspect of the course is broken down into how it can make you faster, even the surfaces you run on (grass, concrete, pavement, etc. each one has different benefits and disadvantages), or how you run around a corner. each tiny aspect can shave seconds off your time, and that can be the difference between first and second place. and as a running partner, buck and eddie both know what the other person prefers. they know the precise way the other will run a hill, or jump a log, or take a sharp turn. during training they laugh and joke and have a great time but during races they're a force. there's certain maneuvers two running partners can do around a turn or up a hill to be mutually beneficial, and they do them without even thinking or communicating that they're about to do it. they just know.
and there's also just !! the intimacy of it !!! after running with the same people for so long, you get to the point where if your teammates were lost in a cluster of running people all wearing the same t shirt, you'd be able to pick them out from the crowd just by the very specific and unique way they hold themselves while they're running, even if they're all the way across the course. each person has their own unique "style," and the entire team can pick each other out from a group of 50 other runners just by looking. another aspect is after the race is over !! collapsing at the finish line isn't just common, it's almost expected. and more often than not you'll see teammates who just finished a race together holding each other up or kneeling to untie each other's shoes to get the timing chip.
the 118 team is comprised of hen, chim, buck, eddie, and maddie. the order in which they finish changes up every race, but generally, in order from fastest to slowest, it's chim, buck+eddie, maddie, and hen. bobby and athena are the coaches, so they don't actually compete unless it's for a "coach's race" that some meets have after the actual races are finished, just for fun. when they do race, athena usually finishes ahead of bobby.
the 126 team is comprised of tk, marjan, mateo, paul, nancy, and tim. generally, it goes tk, marjan+paul (running partners), mateo, and nancy+tim (also running partners). judd is the coach, and carlos cheers his boyfriend on from the sidelines :]
my last and final thought is that <3 they have pasta parties before big meets <3 basically the whole team meets up at someone's house and they all eat pasta and bread <33 carbloading AND teambuilding at the same time :]
3 notes · View notes
Text
i will never understand English people who truly believe that Wales, Scotland and Northern Ireland are their "neighbours"
5 notes · View notes
snobgoblin · 2 years
Text
i-
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
i did a doodle
9 notes · View notes
recently come to the decision i was less stressed when i let myself be on my bullshit indefinitely
decided to try to get back to that
So, as a few of you may have noticed, my posts have been coming at a far more regular pace than in months past, whence i would literally just ghost you for the low low price of not having anything interesting to say and pray for the best.
I'm not going back to that, but I've put myself on a different kind of grindstone than the one I picked up last July, where I finally gave myself a daily word count to hit. To be clear, I do think this was for the benefit of my work, as it gave me clear, short term goals. But I was also miserable, and berated myself for not reaching those goals on days where I allowed myself to do other tasks.
Quantifying the effectiveness of my daily work was not a misguided goal, but I do think it did more harm than good, as the sort of outline/planning/necessary to function/as well as these kinds of updates-interaction posts did not count, to me. They still don't, because my brain has decided that it's not the same, but something else has changed.
I no longer have a concrete, daily writing goal. Well, that is untrue, I have a short-term writing goal, and it's 'Anything I can manage.' Twelve words? Fucking send it. I was probably busy and/or emotionally compromised, and I'm not going to punish myself for not constantly monetizing my art. Twelve hundred words? Nice effort, good hustle today, make sure that hypomania doesn't kneecap you on the way out.
I picked up a documentation system for my writing, as well as an inadvertent journal, and it is unclear which one is helping. But some combination seems to, and I am content to let it be. But despite setting up shop on this hellsite and committing as much blasphemy as I can manage on a day to day scale, I continue to not seem to know better.
I know better, than to measure the success of my work by the numbers that accompany it. I know better, than to think a malware-adjacent tagging system would rocket me into new heights simply on the merits of my artistic skill. I judge myself on them anyway.
But I'd like not to, I'd like to see this forward momentum like all forward momentum, not a straight line. One day, I'm going to be known as the next Ray fucking Bradbury. Until then, I'm going to swear on the internet for my personal amusement.
Cheers for sticking it out, and my schedule is going to sticking to the approximately weekly deal I've worked out, unless you fuckers preferred it when I just left without explanation and posted without fanfare, which I could be persuaded to return to, I just... kind of doubt that's good for my career. But I'm also deathly afraid of stagnation, I'd rather be fascinating and inconsistent in my field of work than a factory line of middling content, and I'll try just about anything once.
Thank you guys, if you made it this far, both in my career and this post specifically, it... really does mean the world to me to think someone other than me enjoys my work as much as I do. Keep it crunchity, e come sempre, a te.
3 notes · View notes