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#which is not worth it AT ALL bc i just paid MORE to sit on my ass & look at eggs
red-dyed-sarumane · 3 months
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i need people to start paying me for every time they tell me "oh but ur arts so good ur wasting ur talent u need to do it professionally" wrong i need to do art to draw beautiful characters that not a single other person cares about while feeding every ounce of love i have into my work or to convey thoughts & feelings beyond words and to even think of doing otherwise is to deny my own nature "oh but u can do what u want and then sell it" why is everything about money to you why cant u just enjoy things at what point in ur life did u forget how to have fun
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raraeavesmoriendi · 11 days
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Okay but watcher originally wasn’t going to leave the old videos up. Like that is something that they backtracked on and are trying to gaslight people about. They did an interview with Variety where they told them that they were going to slowly remove their content from YouTube.
I’m trying to figure out if you’re footstamping at me or what, but babe it’s not worth it.
they’re going to do with their videos what they deem they need to bc they’re not actually our weird friends and we don’t know them like that, they’re guys who make video series who are trying to figure out how to keep a studio afloat in a landscape currently dominated by media conglomerates owned by people like jeff bezos. that is the cut and dry of it. yeah, they probably changed their minds and reversed their earlier decision, but if anything the way people are frothing at the mouth about losing their ~comfort content~ (which. yikes don’t get me started), one would think that would be a relief.
look, I had a whole essay here but I have shit to do so, short version: watcher could have strategized and rolled this whole thing out differently, and who knows, maybe more things will change. maybe they’ll change their content output schedule for their own channel. maybe they’ll add shows or cut , or re-scale for international viewer accommodation. I’d hate to be their PR person right now. but it is what it is. if you can’t pay them, don’t. do not subscribe. literally no one is forcing you. if you wanna see their stuff that badly, find someone who can and password share. they literally said it was fine.
cards on the table, I don’t even know if I’ll be getting a sub until October, or at all, bc I’m a grad student and I have bills. but I’m not about to sit here and act betrayed and hope they fail a. because I’m an adult who understands that no matter the size of the staff, providing employee benefits and insurance costs money, as does making any kind of for-fun content in our current hellscape, and b. it’s kind of shitty to watch people turn around and act like a media company is their friends personally stabbing them in the back and betraying some grand marxist ethos when it’s literally just people who don’t have things like mousecorp and netflix behind them trying to make their shit on their own terms. I’m not going to sit here and pretend they’re some rich greedy corpos trying to wring money out of us poor broke smol beans out of malice when they’re not even in the same ballpark. they’re allowed to ask to be paid for their time and their labor. if people can’t pay them, then they can’t pay them, end of. some things we just have to go without and that’s just how it shakes out; there are worse and more critical things I could be missing out on that I will be paying that money for instead.
but I’m not about to insist their stuff be free forever because ~I want it~. because that’s not what it comes down to, in the system that we currently operate and exist under. I’m not entitled to their shit like that and frankly no one is.
watching people openly hope they crash and burn bc it won’t be free anymore just makes me chalk it up to one more shitty example of how consumer culture has just made people not think about how stuff is made as long as they can get that instant gratification, but like. water is wet, news at 11.
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lilykatelyn-blog · 8 months
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Birthday Boys <3
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Pairing: Han Jisung x female!Reader x Lee Felix
Genre: smut, fluff
warnings: polyamory relationship, established relationship, memberxmember action, choking (not a lot but still a little bit), Dom!Felix, Switch!Reader, Sub!Han, kissing, making out, boob kink (it’s Han, what else?), head (m and f receiving), morning sex, late night sex, hickeys, Lix is both their doms, reader is hannie’s Dom, han is just the full time sub (no specified gender, pls tell me if I’m wrong or missed any).
summary: you love giving both your boyfriends the special treatment on their birthday.
note: I will definitely rewrite this sometime and tag it in the masterlist next to this.
You and Lix were mean, but made it soo worth it. You two decided to wake up Jisung with a little morning head. You were sucking and licking his shaft while Lix fondled his balls and kissed up and down his abs. “mmh- wha-what are you guys- oh fuck,” ooh! Looks like your plan worked out, he woke up alright, and with the best reaction ever. “G-guys, what a-are you doing?” He ended his question with a whimper, oh how cute your hannie is. You popped off his dick with a loud pop noise and giggled. “Waking you up silly!” Lix groaned in response, still really tired and lazily kissing the oldest abs. You went back on sucking his shaft and listened to his beautiful moans and breathy whimpers. When he came it was quick and a lot. “W-wow.. wow.” You and Lix both giggled at his reaction. “Nice way to wake up Sungie?” “Nice? Fucking amazing, you guys.” While you and Jisung cuddled, Felix suddenly got up. “Where-?” You stopped Han from getting up before explaining. “He’s getting breakfast silly.” “Mm, you brats. Sit up and eat breakfast.” Felix groaned in his deep morning voice. “Thanks lixie!” You both chimes in unison as he went back to sleep in between you two.
after showering (which may or may not have included more fooling around), you guys went shopping for Jisung and Lix’s birthday, and you payed for it all. “FUCKING 1,370,557 WON(£1,032)?!!! WHAT TYPE OF FUCKING JERSEY IS THAT MUCH??!!!” You screamed on the way home as the two idiots kept laughing at your misery. “Oh fuck off you two, you two were the sugar babies today, I spent more on you than I make in a month.” “Babe, it was your choice to pay, we would have paid?” Felix offered. “WHAT? NO? FUCK OFF.” You quickly retaliated. In response they just chuckled, making you even more frustrated, which made them smile because they thought your angry face was cute. “What else is planned for our birthday sweetheart?” Felix asked, whispering in your ear. “Hmm,” you pretended to think, “dinner, a movie, and then cuddles!” You teased, they groaned no response to you implying they wouldn’t get lucky. “Please tell me sex is somewhere in the cuddles or movie?” Han shamelessly begged. “I dunno,” you hummed turning back to the road.
“What movie?” “Die hard!” You and Jisung both exclaimed. You three cuddled up together, you in between Felix’s legs, Han in between yours. somewhere, probably halfway, into the movie, you ended up on Han’s lap while Felix kissed up and down your neck. He was sucking your tongue as Felix sucked your neck, doubling the pleasure. Han then pulled away, making you whine. “Let’s-let’s go into the bed-bedroom, guys- hnngh.” He threw his head back in pleasure as the younger of the two joined you in kissing up and down his neck. “Guy-Guys! W-we should go to the bed, w-where we have spa-ace.” You and Felix giggled together at his misery, letting him lead you to the bedroom.
time skip bc I’m not sure how to transition this-
Jisung was a sweaty mess as well as a moaning mess, Felix sucking his cock as you sat on his face, was he a moaning mess, constantly whining as well. “Hnngh, close- close, close closecloseclses!” He whined, his cum spurting into Felix’s hot mouth. You climbed off him just after he rode you through your orgasm. “Sit on my dick Babe.” Lix told Jisung, obviously Jisung obeyed, bc why not? “Princess, sit on Ji’s Dick.” He ordered, you quickly did, he let you two adjust before giving one sharp thrust up, fucking Jisung into you. Whimpers and whines could be heard from Jisung, moans and pants from you could be heard, and from Felix were near animalistic groans. “Cum-cum- CUMMinG!” Jisung quite literally screamed, the thing that pushed him over the edge was Felix putting his hand around Ji’s neck and applying pressure. “Mm- I-I’m-im cumming!” You whined, the knot butted inside your stomach. “Ah- me too-,” Felix came with a deep groan and bit Jisung’s shoulder.
“that- was fucking amazing.” The elder of them sighed, laying down next to you. “Agreed.” Felix chuckled, settling down on your other side. “Wait until you wake up with head in the morning, pretty boy.” You turned to Felix. “Oh really?” “Uh-huh! And I’m gonna edge you like last year you did to me!” Han pouted. “Mm, happy birthday you two.” You whispered as you fell asleep sandwiched between the two.
(I swear to god it is 1am and I wrote such dog shit-, I’m probably going to redo this in the near future or sum)
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prettyboykatsuki · 1 year
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territorial woes | k. leona
✮ tags ; fem!reader (referred to as leonas woman very briefly) fluff, territorial / needy leona , he is sickly in love in this sorry they're so domestic, one singular sex joke, this is a college au so everyone is over 18 for sake of my sanity, sfw but this blog is 18+ so minors don't follow please and ty
✮ wc ; 2k (? ? ?)
✮ a /n ; im so embarassed that this is leaving my fingertips actually. i do have to clarify like... i dont rlly think leona gets jealous easily but he can be kind of childish bc he's spoiled if that makes sense lmao. i was so Plauged by this i couldnt sleep its like 4am. i took my melatonin at midnight im so sick. blame @/petrichorium i am not responsible.
✮ synopsis ; leona kingscholar is often annoyed, but not usually over something like this.
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He shouldn't have come to class.
The clock on the wall is agitating. Tick, tick, tick. On repeat over and over, plainly the same and piercing. Leona is sensitive to his surroundings, and particularly to noise.
He hates loud noises and sharp cries and he hates the sound of the damn clock in Trein's classroom. He's never been a fan of the classroom setting, general lack of motivation aside. It goes against his very nature to listen to boring lectures and sit through assignments he's already done hundreds of times.
All of his education from being young royalty paid off but ultimately amounts to nothing, because if he wants to graduate he still has to do this all over again.
He's a hunter, so he's not opposed to sitting and lying in wait if there's a promise of reward at the end. If all this sitting around with a twitching ear and bored sigh would amount to anything he'd be a little less annoyed with attending.
And there was one, originally. A thing, that Leona had wanted (which he can only admit to himself begrudgingly) that was worth hauling his ass out of the peaceful botanical garden and into class today. That very thing which is currently giggling their heart out to one of those idiot freshman from the Heartslyabul dorm.
Tick, tick, tick. Leona snaps his jaw close and tears his eyes from the sight, nose scrunched in frustration with a knuckle pushed against his temple.
He wants to go back to his dorm. But he can't. He won't until he gets what he even came for.
The presence of another person alerts his senses, but he relaxes upon realizing it's Ruggie, sitting on the edge of his desk with that usual smug air about him. Leon passes him a glance but doesn't say a word.
"Somethin' troublin' you, my liege? Shyehehe."
Leona all but growls.
"Shut your trap or I'll hang you up by your tail."
"Ouch. That bothered by it, huh?"
"I'm not bothered by squat."
Ruggie laughs hard at that and Leona considers throwing him through a wall. Ruggie is also looking ahead where you at, staring a little more openly than Leona is. He whistles under his breath. He can't remember the names of the two brats, but they're always together. One of them with orange hair and the other with the short blue.
"They're pretty close with those two, yanno. Heard they were having sleep-overs and all durin' their first year.''
Leona narrows his eyes. The clock ticks on. Ruggie grins and Leona knows he should just up and leave. It's stupid to be hanging around here. It's lame that he's even looking. He should just go up there and—
"They're best friends, basically. Been like that since before you two had a thing going too. Way before that, I think."
Leona knows well enough what Ruggie is doing. What Hyena's are good at, goading his annoyance to push him to act. He's looking for a show, and Leona is nearly tempted to give him one. Nearly.
You're not the fierce type like the women back home. You probably wouldn't think twice about it, just bat your little lashes and wave your friends goodbye like the herbivore you are if he decided to drag you away. You'd pester him, follow him around while he acted moody and cold for a while before frowning.
You'd get mad at first, before huffing and saying sorry for something you didn't even do. Mumbling and poking around until Leona eventually drags you in his bed to nap instead of being outright about any of it. If his sister-in-law knew he was acting like such a kid to his woman, he'd never hear the end of it. It's that voice in his head that keeps him stuck in his chair, seething.
"Not like you to be so docile, King." Ruggie says. Leona shoots him a mean enough glare that he backs away in fear.
It's not like he's being docile. Not really. There's more to it than that.
Thing is, Leona is used to being chased. Regardless of his inferiority in birthright, he's still royalty. Royalty means plenty of people itching to get in his good graces to get a taste of the highlife. Leona is used to cheap tactics of seduction and luxury in order to earn his favor - he can smell it from away. He's always half expecting to uncover secret intentions.
It never happens. You are all by all measures, frustratingly sincere. Leona doesn't really know how to respond to it. You don't pay mind to his royalty or his ability aside from a normal amount of awe. You're an herbivore firstly, and a stranger to this world after that. Whatever traits in Leona you've latched onto, he can't wrap his head around nor does he understand.
It's the first time in his life that he's gotten into a romantic entanglement like this. Where everything is all lovey-dovey and things are so important. He's always been respectful to his women but he's never been seriously in love in his life. It's different from just being decent. He cares what you think to an extent that's unfamiliar. It's not like he'd ever fix his mouth to say all that, but it really matters that he does things the right way.
Leona doesn't usually act in self-interest, to begin with. Cocky as he may be - he's still king and kings act in the interest of his people. Regardless of what it looks like, you are part of his people. His pride, in more simple terms.
It's not being docile as much as it's an effort to show some respect for you.
Leona isn't usually jealous about petty, trivial shit. It doesn't matter to him what you do or who you do it with in your own time. He likes that you're independent, too.
He is however, a territorial apex predator and a prince. For better or for worse whenever he looks at you, all he can see is to prey animals encroaching on his territory.
That's the part of him that's raring to go. Teeth clenched and agitated, brows all drawn together in frustration. Leona wants to go back to his dorm, but he wont without what he came for. It's putting him in a bad mood.
But ultimately, he doesn't move from his spot. Ruggie leaves eventually when his mood has soured completely. His head is on the desk and he's got his eyes closed, but his ears twitched at the sound of your chair dragging on the floor.
"Can you guys walk Grimm back to the door? I'm gonna go with Leona. Thanks! See you later,"
And just like that, the classroom clears of the last nuisances occupying it. Leaving only you and Leona and that ticking clock together.
He hears you walk up to him before he sees it. Your voice is annoyingly pleasant to listen to.
"Leona? You sleeping already?"
He's starting to understand why his older brother folded at every single word that came out of his sister-in-laws mouth. He lifts his head just barely to look at you and you're looking at him all wide-eyed. He wants to tick you off a little, but can't conjure up any ideas.
"You done with those little yippin' herbivores you call friends? Can we leave now?"
You frown.
"You're in a bad mood. And don't be mean to them, they are actually my friends, you know?"
He scoffs and your frown deepens.
"Leonaaa," You drag out the syllables of his name as you stand beside him "What's wrong with you?"
He hears you pull a chair up. When he finally sits up, you're sitting directly in front of him on a chair turned backwards. There's hardly any room between you. Your face is twisted up with worry.
Leona reaches to pinch your nose. You pull away making his lips twitch upward.
"I shouldn't've came to class." He complains. You rub your nose but don't say anything back, considering him.
"I didn't think it was that bad today though. I guess it might always be for you though since you know like, everything, but I don't—"
Before you can keep going, he leans forward to press his lips to yours. It shuts you up effectively. Your lips are soft. They're sweet and a little sticky - mouth warm and welcoming.
When he pulls away, you blink at him.
"What were you sayin'." He asks.
You look a little taken aback.
"I don't know. Oh, uhm. I liked the lesson. It's fun to learn stuff about this world, I guess." You stumble over your words like you're shy. It's ironic to him, but charming all the same.
He grins.
"What? You nervous after a little kiss?" He teases.
You flush.
"You're not usually that forward, dummy. Which brings me to my question again, what's up? You're sulking."
"What the hell? I'm not sulkin'"
"Yes you are. Your doing the little nose scrunch thing too. Did something happen?"
He pushes the comment about his nose scrunch away entirely because he's sure thinking about too long is gonna get on his nerves. He glares at you for a while, debating on what he should say. Truth is, he is a little pissed. But he isn't going to tell you that your little chat with friends is making him territorial. That would be ridiculous.
There's a brief moment of silence before you pause. You tilt your head, eyes shining with curiosity.
"...Were you lonely?" You suggest.
His face drops.
"You're not the jealous type usually, but you're like a big overgrown kitty. So, you missed me right? That's why you're moping?"
The tone of your voice makes him want to pinch you again.
"Watch your mouth, herbivore." He grits, agitation rolling back into his tone like a wave. And you laugh, the nerve of you. Giggle a little as you lean in closer.
"You didn't say no."
"Shut up." He says, weakly.
"Leona," You say his name again, a little sweeter. Purposefully full of affection and he hates everything about how mushy it's making him feel. You reach your hand up to his head, petting behind his ears in the place you know he likes "I'm sorryyy,"
"Do you go 'nd tuck your tail between your legs like this for everyone? Where's your self-respect, huh?" He means to say with a lot more characteristic sarcasm.
But it all comes out gross and sweet sounding instead.
"Mm, no? It's just that my boyfriend is pretty shit at being honest about his feelings so if I don't dote on him he'll wither away like a houseplant and—"
He covers your mouth with his hand and glares at you, faux annoyed. And you're giggling against his palms, all bely laughs. It's all a little nauseating for him. He pulls away by cupping your jaw instead, squishing your face together.
"When'd you get so damn mouthy?" He grumbles.
"Since forever ago." You say through squished lips. He huffs, leaning forward to kiss you a second time. You're all soft everywhere. Squishy and mellow. Leona kisses you three times in the process, each one a little more impatient than the last before releasing you.
He doesn't let go, hand going to cup the back your neck instead. He cradles your head close, sighing against your mouth.
"Annoying," He says. You smile at him and he has to look away to deal with the intensity of it.
"You love me." You say with a smile. If only you knew the half of it.
He doesn't say that of course. Just scoffs as he stands to his feet, dragging you with him. He curls an arm around your waist, pulling you close to him. The warmth of your body makes him purr.
"In your dreams. You owe me for cuttin' into my naptime."
"What can I do for you my liege?" You say sarcastically, grabbing his hand openly. He squeezes it "You wanna take a nap with me?"
"Can't promise I'll get you in my bed and not fuck you about it." He says with a lazy chuckle. You nudge his side.
"You're so crass."
"You love me," He mocks. You huff.
"Unfortunately, I do. Could use some rest though," You yawn, and blinking blearily "So nap time it is. 'kay?"
He kisses the side of your head.
"Sounds good t'me."
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k1ttef1a · 9 days
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I have plenty of requests for yuri voice, there’s not enough fics or headcanons, but! I hope you can change that! Can I have a Charlie fic where there’s top cas? Literally any top reader-
1) Can I have a Charlie fic where there’s top!fem! cas? Smut pls- and like the plot being he’s just pent up from stress and just needs a release-
2) Alphonse and Seth, seth still thinks he isn’t worthy of any love from them so sugurboo and Alphonse show him that is worth it? Switch!Alphonse, sub Seth, and dom top female sugarboo?
3)fin fluff/ angst(bc we need both sometimes) that who will not be named shows up at his shop, belittles him and even goes to hit him- and so sunflower basically steps in and helps
And so that’s it, please and thank you
Helping Out |Charlie
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pairing: Yuurivoice Charlie x fem! reader
warnings: smut, blowjob, dom? reader, sub Charlie
summary: Pete has been working Charlie to the bone, which means Charlie doesn't have a lot of time to relax so you decide to be a sweet girlfriend and help destress.
a/n: I've been having a bad case of writers block so this is kind of shitty.
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Charlie had to work overtime at Pete's because today they just so happened to be SEVERELY understaffed, unfortunately for him this wasn't the first time this week he had to work overtime so he was absolutely exhausted.
You could tell by the look in his eyes every time he came home that he was tired and was extremely stressed out, making you feel sorry for your poor boyfriend.
You were currently sitting on your bed, which you shared with Charlie, waiting for him to come home. As you waited for him to come home you checked the clock on the night stand. It was already 11:30?! You started to worry that he'd never come home. (You were being dramatic but still, you wondered if he'd come home soon or at least come home today).
As you thought about the whereabouts of your boyfriend you heard the front door open then close. Charlie walked into your guy's shared bedroom looking even more tired than yesterday, which made you quite upset. He shouldn't have to stay over time and get paid minimum wage.
"How was work today Chuck?" You asked in a sweet and soft tone, not wanting to be too loud since he had to deal with bitchy customers loud and obnoxious voices all day. "It was fine, Pete was just up my ass all day, you know the usual." He said as he kicked off his shoes and took off his black zip up sweater vest.
"I'm sorry." You replied, feeling sorry for him, having to deal with his boss. "You have nothing to be sorry for Cas, plus it's bringing in money I guess." He said, mumbling the last bit of his sentence. "I mean yeah but you should enjoy work, not come home feeling like shit." You said. It wasn't okay that he was coming back home feeling like crap then going to bed, waking up, going back to work, and restarting the cycle all over again.
"Well there's nothing I can really do." That was true, there was nothing he could really do. The jobs were all minimum wage and kinda shady, and the ones that weren't, you needed a really good resume, which he didn't really have considering the fact that he's quite literally worked for shady people and done shady things, and working for Pete of course.
While Charlie was in the shower washing off all the sweat and grime from that day, you tried to figure out a way to relax your boyfriend. He was off tomorrow, maybe you could just make the day all about him since he's been having bad days for the past week. Good cuddles, breakfast, maybe even take him shopping for some new clothes. You were snapped out of your thoughts when Charlie came out of the bathroom drying off his hair by shaking it like a dog, wearing black and red plaid pajama pants.
He plopped himself on the left side of you, pushing his head back against the pillow and sighing heavily. You got up and decided you'd start his special treatment tonight.
You laid yourself on Charlie's stomach, making him look at you, your faces a couple inches away from each other. "Chuck, can I ask you something?" You said. "Uh sure? What is it?" He said in response, his face slightly flushed from how close you were to his crotch, and from the shower. "Can I.. take care of you tonight?" You asked shyly. This wasn't the first time you guys have had sex but it was a bit more awkward due to the fact that he looked like he was about to pass out at any moment. "You really don't have to Cas, I won't be able to really give you anything back because I feel I'm about to pass the fuck ou-" Before he could finish his sentence you covered his mouth with your hand. "You don't have to give me anything back I just..wanna take care of you tonight." You said, looking at him compassionately. You wanted tonight to be about him and him only.
"I don't want anything in return, I can tell you've been really stressed out and I want to help you relax." You say as you take your hand off his mouth, waiting for a response. He sighs. "Okay." He knew you were pretty stubborn so it would be pretty much impossible for him to disagree with not giving you anything back in return.
You slid the rest of your body down his stomach to in between his legs. You grabbed the front of his pants and his boxers and pulled them down, his cock springing out.
You look at him to see his reaction but he's just looking at you with wide eyes, his face flushed even more than before. You look back down to his cock and give it a small kiss before slowly and carefully taking it all in your mouth, making him lean back into the pillow and moan.
You started to slowly suck him off, not wanting him to cum too fast. "C-cas can I put my hands in your hair please?" He asked. "Mhm." Is all you could say, not wanting to stop.
You started to pick up the pace, making him moan louder. Now the only thing you could hear was Charlie's moans and whimpers and the sound of you sucking him.
You could tell Charlie was close by the way he was bucking his hips slowly into your mouth and the way he was intertwining pieces of your hair into his fingers. "Fuck C-Cas I'm c-close~" You started sucking him off faster and faster, drool trickling down from your mouth to your chin. Charlie was a panting mess, begging and pleading to cum in your mouth, to which you let him.
Strings of his cum shooting to the back of your throat, while you groaned, tears streaming down your face from having to keep your jaw open for so long. You took his cock out of your mouth, as you whipped your lips that were covered in your saliva and a bit of the cum that managed to escape your mouth.
As you both tried catching your breath he pulled up his pants and brought you up to his chest, wiping away the tears that were still running down your cheeks. "S-sorry Cas, was I too rough? " He said, breathing heavily still trying to catch his breath. "N-no, no, not at all." You said sounding like you were about to fall asleep at any second.
"Thank you Casper, you really know how to relax me when I need it." He said in a sleepy voice before yawning and looking down at you to see you already more than half asleep.
"You're...wel..come." You said before fully falling asleep. Charlie then smirked softly and kissed your forehead, grabbing the blanket and covering the both of you.
"Good night Cas." He said before closing his eyes and falling into a deep sleep.
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☆ this was requested by @kenzib23! It's been about a month since I've posted a fanfic so here you go (I've been extremely busy and exhausted :')) my requests are open!
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dapper-lil-arts · 2 months
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Thoughts on rarijackdash, startrixburst, and chrysarmordance? For me, these are personally my favorite mlp ot3s
I personally hc that Rainbow Dash actually does enjoy dressing up(a la g3 Rainbow Dash, but only occasionally), so other than modeling(cuz she doesn't like sitting still) she actually enjoys Rarity's work(besides, both AJ and RD are like the heroes in Rarity's tropey adventure romance books, with one being strong and brave, and the other being swift and cunning), and there's just something about Rainbow and Applejack's constant competitiveness
I could NEVER break up startrix, and for starburst I really enjoy the childhood friends dynamic. I've actually consumed more mlp fan content than the actual show or comics, so I don't know much about Trixie and Sunburst's dynamic, so they might be better as queer-platonic, but I do enjoy the hc of them both being trans(Trixie being transfem and Sunburst being transmasc)
I think it would be sweet if two beings of love were wives, but it would funny if they were also the wives of Just Some Guy(TM)
Ohhh very very interesting, okay lemme give my thoughts cause this is a good ask
rarijackdash - This one is pretty funny, because i see exactly what you find appealing about it, its like a love triangle that ends in a polycule n stuff. Rarity keeping the competition going because she likes both of them and loves them fighting for her affection is very cute; but i have never even concidered this one, because there is no world in my mind in which between AJ and RD competing for someone's romantic affections (specialy rarity) that applejack wouldn't win by a landslide everytime, lmao. I'm sorry to rainbow dash fans but the girl is tragicaly self centered and nigh charmless; but i definitely see the potential on what you mean! (also ive recently discovered that Rainbow had closer to rarity's personality on g3 which is very fun) Though hey, i see the potential you mean! its a cute trio. (rarijack has made me mentally ill though i love it too much. 20 pages in to writing a shrek1 but its rarijack fic and i'm not stopping) Okay now the case with startrixburst is an peculiar one, because although sunburst is def one of the best male characters in the show, thats also an incredibly low bar, so i never really thought of it; i do find it funny for a failpolycule of unicorns centered around the biggest failgirl of all time, starlight tho. Worth stating i never paid much mind to the childhood friends backstory because it pissed me off that starlights backstory is "i was traumatized bc i was inconvenienced as a kid and now i'll make it everyones problem" its hard to salvage a character after such a weak ass backstory. But hey, it does seem to come naturaly to make this polycule trio, i aint got nothin against it! (lord knows the startrix dynamic is impecable though) Okay in the case of chrysarmordance, this might be my favorite of all three because like. i thought of how bland shining and cadance's relationship was on the show, then i thought of how simple Cadance and chrysalis would be, but if you stick her boy in the middle; suddenly something really fucking funny happens. Whether its two beings of love arguing over 1 white boy, or if its Shining getting cucked by a bug monster, the entire thing becomes fucking hilarious, with such a potential for hilarious jokes. Alright imma do something i normaly wouldnt do and show some disjointed notes of a multiverse story i'm writing because it's pertinent to this ship and also fucking hilarious.
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Listen as a RG shipper who has been burned by other shows with ships I don’t wanna put my tin hat on. But NEO??? Has been using Oscar A LOT to mess with Ruby. And assuming she turned into Ruby to trick Oscar to get the lamp back in V7 👀👀👀 also I just rewatched V5 and when they all have a sit down he just stares at her and Ruby giggles and I’m like “HE THINKS SHES PRETTY AWWWW” like I’m not calling it shipbait bc I have no idea if they will become Bee levels of canon and I’ll be fine if they don’t. But MAN do they care about each other A Lot in canon to the point where the Optical Illusion character uses them to hurt each other. Like Yang? Her big sister totally get it. Penny? Neo knew when she died with her first body that’s her best friend after or alongside Weiss but Weiss isn’t dead. But OSCAR!?? The guy she only met THREE volumes ago HES the one who shows up? Not her UNCLE or JAUNE but FARMBOY????
Neo ships it (evily) is all I’m saying
I don't wanna get peoples hopes up in case crwby somehow swerves off course or we just don't get to see the end of the show, but I genuinely don't think it's shipbait at this point.
First want to bring up the v5 thing. Yes he stares at and giggles at her, firmly believe that boy had a case of love crush at first sight... but Ruby ends up mirroring very similar tone, dialogue, and body language later on in the fumble scene.
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Oscar: Ah, sorry! Ruby: Heh, sorry-
Putting behind a read more cause i'm riled up with new rwby/whole loaf of rg bread zoomies and don't feel very coherent rn aha.
There is a post somewhere on this site that i can't find anymore which goes through all the BB/RG parallels (a shorter copy of it exists here on twitter) and that list since v9 just keeps getting longer.
Like... Sorry, Blake's biggest fear in v3 was that her past would come back and hurt those she loves. She is proven right to fear that when Adam shows up and attacks Yang and then because she can't handle that guilt, Blake runs away??
Vs.
Ruby, being terrified that if she carries on the path she's headed down, more of her friends will die. And Neo uses Oscar (and Little, who strongly parallels him) to prove Ruby's fears right which also leads her to 'running away'? Because the thought of hurting him, of losing him is just something Ruby can't bare????
Bro.
The ship parallels themselves are so specific and are absolutely worth mentioning, but RG itself stands so strongly even on it's own. The narrative orbits and constant, consistent emphasis on how much Ruby and Oscar care about each other is deafening at this point.
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Just about everyone in the main cast has gone through huge portions of their character arcs in the previous eight volumes. Except for our protagonist... until now.
The scene we get in v9e8 where Neo uses Oscar as the last nail in Ruby's coffin ties him directly to her fatal flaw. They could have used anyone else. It could have been Yang. It could have been Qrow. It could have been her team partner Weiss. It could have been Blake, someone that's admitted to looking up to her. It could have been Penny a third time.
But. It. Wasn't.
It was Oscar.
Oscar, who was the first illusion Ruby saw when falling. Oscar, who is the only person she's close to that she didn't get to properly reunite with in v8. Oscar, who's absence in the Ever After has been SO STRONG to anyone that's paid attention to their dynamic up until now.
Ruby's fatal flaw is her grief, and by extension, loneliness and guilt. Ruby has shouldered all of this weight for so long alone and every volume up until now shows us that there is one person that made her feel like she was actually on equal footing for once. Maybe not completely alone. That she had someone looking out for her as much as she looked out for them. Oscar. And when Neo, the illusionist, uses Oscar's death against Ruby? That is her first of two breaking points.
I'm sorry - and i gotta emphasize this isn't directed at you so much as a general declaration - but at this point any anti, meaner, or non-believer that tries to tell me there is not very clear evidence in show pointing to RG needs to stop telling me to take off shipping glasses and has to just put like... normal reading glasses on lskd;jlfks
It is just... undeniable to me at this point. Despite still hearing people refer to them as siblings when it's like... if they wanted to emphasize the sibling bond, YANG WAS RIGHT FREAKING THERE!!
If Ruby is getting a love interest in show (cough cough she already has one) there is literally NO ONE else that fits the bill. They wouldn't introduce someone new this late in the game, and of the rest of the remaining cast, she has not been shown as close to any of them in the ways that tie to her character arc as strongly as this one does.
Ruby is the protagonist, Oscar is the deuteragonist. The core of this story orbits around both of them as the the chosen warrior destined to defeat Salem and barer of Oz's curse, respectively. Their individual character arcs also tie to and parallel each other's consistently: Oscar, who is trying so hard to hold onto his identity despite the merge vs Ruby who has spent this entire volume trying to push hers away.
Yes, all other Ruby ships are valid, don't get me wrong. But from a canon, narrative perspective, Rosegarden is the only one that is being pushed this aggressively.
And I can't be convinced otherwise at this point 🤡
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keylimeimagines · 1 year
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HI BESTIEEE WELCOME TO THE SCARANATION I'M SO GLAD WE'VE INFECTED YOU WITH THE SCARAMOUCHEKUNIKUZUSHI-22 VIRUS!!!
MAY I REQUEST SCARA WITH A CUTE AND BUBBLY READER?- imagine our little (y/n) is scara's life changer </33 because of them, he finally saw the worth of life again and paid attention to the smaller, yet somehow significant things.
scenario : scara and (y/n) are out on a walk and they come across a field of flowers <333
"I don't understand why you like such meaningless things." Scaramouche (or should I say the wanderer) heaved a heavy sigh, looking around at the seemingly infinite sea of flowers as he pulled his lover onto his lap. "Kuni, they're not meaningless," (y/n) giggled as they weaved the flowers they picked into an intricate flower crown.
"They may be small, but they're beautiful, and have feelings too. They're able to feel happiness when the sun shines, refreshment when the rain pours, and love from people who admire them such as me. They're alive. Just like you." after placing a quick kiss on scaramouche's nose, (y/n) placed the flower crown on his head. "It looks really good on you!" they beamed at him.
Anyone who came across the sight is most likely guaranteed to be in for a surprise. For who would expect the infamous balladeer to be sitting in a middle of a flower field? With a lover, might you add. Since that day, he came to appreciate those pathetic little flowers he once deemed meaningless. And just like the new sprouts in the spring after a cold blizzard in Snezhnaya, his humanity came to blossom back again. All thanks to his own little flower.
AWWW THIS IS SO CUTE :(
I LOVE the idea of Scara's whole world view being changed bc of someone who acts as his sunlight in the world that's been so cruel to him!! I'm not sure if you wanted this to be a full-fledged story or just a set of headcanons, so I just did which one I'm better at writing! I hope you enjoy!
Reader / Y|N is NOT the Traveler! They can be A traveler, but they are not THE traveler we play as in the game! They/Them pronouns will be used in order to have it remain gender-inclusive (as per usual)
p.s. mentions of Y/N will be color-coded green bc that's the color I associate with my genshin self-insert and i'm projecting onto this >:)
WARNING: Below the cut contains spoilers for 3.1 and 3.2 (specifically mentions of Scara's backstory). If you do not want to be spoiled, I suggest you don't read under the cut!
𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞 𝐗 𝐂𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐲! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬
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♥ Believe it or not, but Scaramouche actually used to love the flowers just as much as he disrelished them.
♥ When his creator set him free, he used to cry to the flowers each and every night, no matter where he was. Though his mother made him feel ashamed of his emotions, the flowers didn't. They always listened to what he had to say.
♥ But over time, after everyone he cared about left him, he soon feared that even the flowers, the one thing he found comfort in, would leave him too. Looking back, he sees this fear as silly, even though he still believes it. After all, everything comes and goes with time, doesn’t it? That includes the very flowers he would confide in.
♥ Now that he thinks about it more, Y/N is kind of like the flowers he confided in once, but this time, they promised him that they'd stay unlike the flowers.
♥ When he met Y/N, he thought that there was no way he would fall in love with them, or anyone in fact. But he was wrong. He was very wrong.
♥ They were so sweet and kind, even to things that could never respond back to them. Y/N was the exact opposite of what he is now, and yet, he found himself falling in love with them and the light they brought him.
♥ Where they saw beautiful flowers, he used to see things that would simply just wilt away.
♥ However, when they made him cute flower crowns out of Tsubaki and Akaichurippu, or when they guided his hand slowly towards the rain he used to fear because of the thunder and lightning he heard at night to show him the gentleness of the water droplets, he finally saw the beauty of the mortal world and why the mortals loved it so much.
♥ You may think that he wouldn’t care about their flower crowns, but you couldn’t be farther from the truth; he keeps each and every one of them and he keeps them close to his heart to replace the one he was supposed to have.
♥ After the loss of the gnosis, it’s really all he has left besides the vision Nahida gave him after he fully recovered.
♥ He loves laying in their lap in the field of flowers, and he loves looking up to see the light through the trees shining down on their face as they weave more flowers together. He loves their laugh and the smile on their face when they see his flushed cheeks. He loves their eyes and the way they shine full of color when they look at him. He loves the way their hands softly caress and hold his face with so much care that it feels like they’re treating him like he’s made of porcelain.
♥ Will he admit all this? No, but he won’t deny it either.
♥ He won’t admit the way he truly feels, even though they already know that he loves them. He’s seen that words don’t hold that much weight anymore, but his actions clearly show his soft side for them.
♥ All this time, he’s been searching for a home, one where he wouldn’t be left behind to rot anymore. This time, he’s found a home in his lover’s arms and in the field of flowers they were in.
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libra-stellium · 6 months
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✨ Just some HD thoughts ✨
I’m an MG and I was thinking about how sometimes I fight against informing because I feel (emotional authority too lol) like why are people in my business??? But transparency is so helpful!! I was running late to a restaurant reservation and I called them to let them know but not after overthinking it like it’s only 10 min and they have a 15 min grace period and I was like bro you’re sitting in an Uber for the next 25 minutes who is it really hurting just call and tell them 🤣 they ended up being behind anyway and made me wait 10 min after I got there 10 min late and apologized and gave my table free champagne like 😭😭 now I already know if I just showed up late they wouldn’t have acted like this!
Then I started thinking about the fact that according to the HD stats almost HALF of the population is a Manifestor or Manifesting Generator meaning they must inform! And I just received my food delivery and the food inside was not as expected like it’s very delicious but if they had told me the serving size more clearly I wouldn’t have bought it for that price. Which got me thinking of how ultimate transparency in pricing would be so amazing like imagine you can look up a restaurant and see everything from how much they paid for supplies, their prices, the serving sizes, their profit, how much they pay their different employees, how much they pay for the location, and what the owners take home for themselves. I think that level of transparency would make things more fair and consumers wouldn’t feel scammed every now and then like you’re telling me Loaded Fry Supreme $20 is just frozen fries with velveeta and bacon bits?? (I made that up for my point lol) but if I saw all the info then I would think yeahhhhh frozen fries and velveeta is not worth $20. But if the fries were loaded with some aged gouda, half a lobster tail and one tsp of caviar it’s like okay 👀 yeah I’ll pay $20 for that!
Just something I was thinking about lol but of course this would only be possible in a “perfect world” bc to get to that level of transparency would be everyone being subjected to the most extreme level of surveillance which we know would be terrible lol a more informed consumer choice in exchange for freedom basically 😂
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sol-consort · 3 months
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Good morning commander.
Was curious about your preferred squad mates, class and what weapons you've been enjoying.
Also, how are you.
You're so sweet!! Thank you so much for asking <333 you made me really happy. The chance to talk about this game more is everything I want!!
And I'm not very well but I appreciate you asking, I hope you're doing well enough anon. If not then it's alright, I promise you're not alone and it will pass.
ME1
First playthrough, I tried to mix it and take everyone around equally. I did mostly end up bringing Tali and liara around because I thought they were pretty.
Started on vetran difficulty.
Infiltrator class, tried Vanguard and didn't like it, so I switched to this one. I like the sniper playstyle and used the spectre weapon. Tried hammer first and enjoyed it, but I wanted to learn better my aim, and hammer was too forgiving for that so I switcted.
The hunt for colossus armour was...painful- took many reloads but when I finally did it, it was so worth it. I didn't know much about powers and they looked intmidating so I avoided using them, but I still appreciated whenever my teamates used stasis.
It paid off, especially in ng+ when I had every colossus X armour for all teamates except Tali. I did end up taking Ashley everywhere during that playthrough and occasionally switching the second teammate since I planned on sacrificing her on virmire.
Tried hardcore in ng+, was fun but I was trying to speedrun things bc I messed up the Kaidan romance so I lowered it back to vetran.
First game Shep looked so adorable my god, I do miss the scar. I picked war hero background and headcanoned that it was the results of Elysium. Oh and earthborn too. Makes sense to have a gaint face scar while running around in gangs.
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ME2
The ammo introduction helped ease me into the powers and I liked the cloaking mechanic because of its dmg boost. Still used sniper.
Cryo ammo team upgrade so the other two people get it, then I switch my weapon to either Heavy Disrupter or Tungsten.
X-98f Widow. I was kinda disappointed in how I got very few sniper choices and instead had to relay on separate upgrades, but oh well.
Cain was a stable always, the main goat in so many different scenarios I can't even begin. Especially OP in the grunt loyalty mission for the thrasher maw. Can't wait to try it in insanity.
For the armour, I didn't relay on them much. Most dmg came from seperate upgrades so i only wore whatever looked the best. I did have the helmet separation mod. The blood dragon was my favourite for a while tho! Mainly for its look.
I preferred whatever armor gave me more spare ammo since it meant the more enemies I could one shot with a sniper if I get a headshot, make every bullet count yk? And reloading was so tedious and didn't time well with my cloaking cooldown.
The N7 shadow armour looked amazing, second place is N7 Demolisher armour, and third Garmr heavy assault armour but that one might be modded and not vanilla, not sure.
I only worried about extra dmg or more ammo, everything else was ignored.
Kept same difficulty.
Thane, Mordin and Grunt were my favourite to take with me because of their dialogue. I did take Thane and Garrus with me to form a sniper trio a couple times, it was hilarious just 3 campers sitting behind covers on their cushy seats.
Only of Garrus stopped fucking switching his weapon every 5 seconds.
After getting legion, he became a constant, I even revisited old locations just to see if he has anything new to say.
Second game Shep was def more cunty, the bold eyelashes. Cerberus probably removed the scar :(
I left the surgery scars to heal on their own, but they eventually disappeared bc of my choices. I tried going more renegade to bring them back, but it became too OOC.
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ME3
I haven't progressed much but so far, I'm really happy with the weapon options! So many new snipers and the power levels charts are back instead of annoying seperate upgrades hell yeah!
Plus, we get add-ons, which are very nice. I'm using the Black Widow, satisfying heavy shots, my beloved. Still picking armour based on looks but most of them look bad so- yeah.
I do use modded armour tho! Some are really pretty, especially the modded Ashley one. Anything that boosts power cooldown and headshot dmg for me is a winner.
It's a cycle of, cloak to get 40% dmg, shoot, reload, cloak to get 40% dmg, shoot, reload. And the cooldown matches perfectly with the black widow reloading so there is very little waiting. I can get my 40% bonus back on immediately after reloading.
Also I don't take any other weapons so the recharge speed bonus stays around a 100%. That's why I relay on incinerate when I run out of ammo since I don't have a pistol.
I noticed the focus on mele and I'm glad they are getting more attention, they deserve it tbh. I'm comfortable using powers now and I still do the same cryo bullets teamwide trick then switch to my own ammo.
I'm taking Javik everywhere! I love Javik, I will die for Javik, I will kill for Javik. Please ask me to kill for Javik, Please please please-
By third game I grew very comfortable with mods and added whatever ones I could find.
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This is how it's going so far. I don't use tech or powers for dmg so I ignore them. Incinerate is there for when I run out of ammo since it does surprisingly decent dmg.
Using the thermal upgrade that lets you see enemies through fog, smoke and walls. Comes in handy when lining up the shot as they emerge from their cover or when they throw a smoke grenade. Still toying with the second upgrade choice but the enhancer one that slows down time for a bit seems good for now.
I tried my best to make a pretty Shepard and fix the mess the third game did to character creation, a lot of Shepard's face is adjusted bones and morphs through the save file editor.
You have to consider that this is what I started with
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Eyelids clipping constantly through my eyes.
And this is after the bone and morph adjusts
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I think I have decent aim now! I wanna replay the whole trilogy on insanity eventually, that's if Andromeda doesn't go on sale anytime soon. I'm still playing through the third and taking my time, this game is so fun.
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rollercoasterwords · 1 year
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i’ve been thing about your second point on the goodreads fanfic post for like two days now and the ways that capitalism is effecting peoples relationship with reading and you were so right. like i had never thought about why so many people feel the need to log every single page they read and meet some kind of goal to feel like what their hobby is productive. and how it is so looked down upon to read slower than average because is it even worth your time if you gonna take x hours to read just one book.
i feel like what you get out of reading should simply come from like the content you are reading rather than the fact that you can mark another book as ‘read’. like that’s got to take at least some of the joy out of reading if you constantly feel like you are just trying to meet some quota you set for yourself.
i’m not saying that it’s like entirely a bad thing to read just to Have Read and to meet your quota of reading x amount of books because obviously people will still read and enjoy books within those circumstances regardless of motivation. but long term i feel like that will just turn reading into another Capitalism Task and you will start to view it in the same way that you would view any other chore, rather than something fun or enjoyable or whatever other reasons people may have for reading, if that makes any sense at all.
i have definitely been influenced by this and genuinely had not realised so thank you for bringing it to my attention that capitalism has infiltrated my relationship with reading which i will now try to unlearn!
(also just to confirm i was not one of the people reviewing or logging fics on goodreads. i fundamentally disagree with doing that and always have. your post just made me thing about reading and capitalism in general, not like regarding that situation specifically)
ahhh this message made me so happy!! it's definitely one of those insidious things where like. i think it's very easy for this emphasis on "productivity" to just creep into your hobbies without even realizing, and i think it's important to try to be aware of the ways capitalism is influencing our mindsets bc when it DOES creep in like that i think it often sucks the joy away!
like i am very much a person who likes to keep track of things; i use letterboxd and storygraphs and make spotify playlists etc etc, but the key is like. it shouldn't be a chore to be keeping track of this stuff, y'know? like i'm not gonna beat myself up or get anxious if i forget to log a movie in letterboxd after watching it, and when i do set reading goals it's not something i'm really worrying about strictly adhering to.
and especially with reading...yeah i feel like. even if you want to keep track of what you read. it's really easy in this day and age to get sucked into this obsessive need to track every single page of every single thing you read, but it's like....why? to what end? so your handful of friends or followers know you Read A Lot? you're not being graded. you're not being paid for it. there's no reward for reading a certain number of pages in a year. and i think it can be easy to get so focused on reaching this arbitrary number that you've set for yourself that you start trying to just like. read as fast as possible without giving yourself time to really sit and enjoy a story. or you might start reading books you don't really care about or don't particularly enjoy just so you can Add It To Your List. and once things get to that point i really think it's just kinda sad more than anything, because i think this obsession with always being productive is starting to erode what should be a joyful and stress-free hobby.
anyway, i'm glad that u found my point on that post helpful!! at the end of the day i think if ur reading as a hobby it should always primarily be something that's bringing u joy, so if reading is ever causing you stress or if ur feeling guilty for not reading enough pages/not reading fast enough/not completing a reading goal etc etc it's always worthwhile to stop and reflect and ask where those feelings are coming from!
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gummybugg · 7 months
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Imagine a bunch of your OCs going to the movies. What kind of movies would your different OCs end up watching? (Nothing specific, just genre/vibes.) Do they go to the same flick, watch different stuff? How do they behave once in their seats? Basically, I wanna know what going to the movies with your OCs would be like.
Hi hi hello!
I kept this ask for far too long and planned to write an Entire Scene out using the cast of Crater City, except it never came to fruition! But I can try to describe to the best of my ability what I had in mind, hehe!
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For sure, Frasier would pay for everyone's tickets (except for Darcy because he's mean), and they would probably go watch the Lego Batman movie together because I said so.
Blair and Elijah would sit in the very back, top row. Blair would talk and giggle the whole time, making crude jokes or references while Elijah tries so hard not to laugh or encourage him, but he can't cant really help it. There's a 90% chance Blair winds up making coke shoot out of Elijah's nose after a batman x joker ship comment.
Darcy and Frasier would sit closer to the front/bottom row of the theater to get away from those idiots. Darcy is pissed Blair said something potentially spoiler-y before the movie started by Frasier is like, "Chill tf out, man, it's literally just a kid's movie." But Darcy wants his money's worth, goddammit.
Frasier is also busy trying to tell Blair and Elijah to stfu (via glares/hand motions) and to let them enjoy the movie and that they don't need security kicking them out of a flick again.
Meanwhile, Darcy has trouble with a teenager kicking his seat (totally not based on a true story). Frasier is like bro chill tf out, you're being louder than Blair and Elijah rn, stop fighting with a teenager. The teens just call Darcy old and that he looks like a poorly AI rendered image of Timothée Chalamet, which he takes offense to.
"Forty is not old, I'm not even close middle-aged yet!" Darcy is agitated.
"You have about 10 more years." The teen retorts.
"Oh, you wanna argue about the sudden spike in average human lifespan over the past fifty years? Because we can go there—"
"Darcy! Are you really arguing with a kid about your age in a movie theater? Stop being so immature." Frasier is so close to pulling the "idk who this man is but he's not mine" card but decides he's the only responsible adult here and can't back out.
Anyway, security has been called, and Darcy is definitely not having it. He wages a verbal battle with security, disturbing everyone else in the cinema, and embarrassing Elijah and Frasier in the process. He goes on about his hardships as mayor and having to deal with an impudent worm kicking his seat from behind (which security couldn't give 2 shits about). Darcy says something along the lines of "We paid for this movie and you'll have to fight my lawyers and I'm the mayor dammit," and so security backs off. Now everyone else in the Lego Batman movie theater is disgruntled at the disturbance. You can cut the tension with a super sharp knife.
Darcy turns to Blair and Elijah, who promptly stfu bc of his death glare. Frasier is concerned that Darcy raised more hell than it's worth all for a shitty movie, but tbh Darcy just likes to use his mayor card.
After the movie ends, they get up to leave, with all eyes on them until they make it to the parking lot. It also turns out that that thing Blair said off hand ended up being a spoiler, and Frasier almost beats the shit out of him, but this time Darcy is the one who has to hold him back. "It's ok, Frasier! We all saw it coming anyway!"
The teens who bullied Darcy come out of the theater to mock him again, but Fraiser flips them off, then security is called once again. And now all 4 of our characters are stuck at the police station with Darcy trying to bail them out, all the while Frasier glares at all three of them with disappointment. Blair is like, "This is definitely going on my 'pissed authority off' bingo board." Elijah rolls his eyes. At least they weren't in any mortal danger, he reasons.
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yaminerua · 8 months
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negative vent
the state of my life rn feels like a runaway train
man idk how people can just cook and clean up and not just completely feel like they’re turning to dust afterwards from exhaustion
idk how my family made breakfast lunch and dinner and navigated me not liking the main dinner as a kid and having to have something else bc just making one meal for three of us is enough to put me in the ground so the thought of having to do an additional meal alongside the first one makes my brain feel like it’s ripping itself apart with stress
I end up completely mentally and physically drained bc of all the different steps plus the anxiety of making sure I tidy up afterwards bc if I don’t do it immediately it won’t get done and it’ll build up
there’s got to be some neurodivergence making this extra hard but whether that’s just the good old fashioned depression or something else that makes it feel like torture trying to maintain just regular daily upkeep idk
my dad is trying desperately to make money in a self employed job that hasn’t fucking paid anything in years bc it relies on business deals he facilitates actually going ahead and reaching the payment stage which has literally never happened in the years he’s been trying to do it bc he lives in a fantasy land where he thinks he can make big money on big deals with people who do not give a fuck that we are struggling to hold onto our fucking house and who could fix our problems with one payment that wouldn’t even dent their mountains of money
so he is on the phone constantly and unable to find time to feed himself or my brother who sleeps until 6pm, won’t eat anything after midnight and is losing weight while already considered underweight despite me now spending nearly all day in the kitchen trying to get meals and snacks and shit for him to keep him from getting any more underweight
and I’m just buckling man
I have no time for myself to just sit and chill properly. Even when I try to get a drawing or something doodled out it’s done while I’m sitting in the kitchen waiting for my legs to stop throbbing so I can get back to cooking or washing up. I keep talking about wanting to get back to digital art and commissions once I have my hands on a laptop but the reality is even when I get that I might still just not have the actual time to do what I used to love doing
I haven’t been out of the house much since before the pandemic. I haven’t seen any friends since then either. My life has become a slog of wake up, spend the day in the kitchen in a constant frenzied anxiety cooking state, go to bed and be plagued by the Horrors making me just want to die and not have to wake up to more of the same and there’s no end to it
I’m still waiting for the dwp to give me the extra money I am eligible for and I’m dreading the winter after the struggle the last one was.
I’d have takeout more often if we could justifiably afford it. But my brother is particular about those too and only eats certain things so even if I had the money and energy I don’t have much I can work with. How do you fit a full day’s worth of meals into less than 5 hours when your options are further limited by what he’ll accept
I’m worried about him and his low energy. I’m worried about dad and his high stress. I’m worried about the house being taken if our money runs out. I feel guilty that I’m failing my brother and dad despite turning myself inside out to cook for them and tidy up after myself and make sure they get food even tho it’s clearly not enough.
and on top of that I’ve had a shitty wheezy chest for months presumably bc of the air quality in here bc of the dust and clutter that just has sat for ages bc who has the time to go through it and there’s fucking clothes moths hanging around spiders everywhere and I can move the clutter to clean around it enough
I’m absolutely clawing my way through each day and the only reason I don’t just give in to the exhaustion and spend the whole week in bed is the fact they both need me to do this
pre-covid my uncle used to spend more time here bc my granny was here so things were so much more balanced and maintained but after his mental health struggles in lockdown knocked him for six the state of the house stresses him out so much he can’t come near and it depresses him and as a result I haven’t seen him since last year at my granny’s birthday at the care home and before that it was sometime in 2020 the last I’d seen him
I’m on the brink of collapse and I’ve had a whole bunch of dizzy spells in the kitchen lately and yet I push on bc I can’t stop
I’ve become some kind of spindly pillar trying desperately to hold up a crumbling household and I’m splintering in the process under the pressure but what can I do? If I don’t do this it’ll only be much worse
fucking hell im so tired
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beansnake · 2 years
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retirement + the future
Hey everyone!
I’ll cut right to the point: I am retiring from being a full-time artist. I’ll give further details below the readmore, but I know this will be a very long post due to my propensity for being verbose as all hell and don’t want to beat around the bush about the core update. Also worth noting this is a slightly edited copy+paste of a public post available on my Patreon. But tumblr hates links so... Anyway, onward!
Transitioning out of this job is something I’ve wanted to do for a while; it has been taking a great toll on me (multiple repetitive stress injuries a year, constant financial stress, and a huge amount of burnout), so I’ve been investigating other job opportunities for the last six months. I’ve finally found one I’m satisfied with in the form of a full-time remote position that I’ll be starting on July 11th.
I know this is a bit short notice – after all, the 11th is a little under two weeks away – but I didn’t want to make any grand announcements until this change was 100% locked in. Now it is, I wanted to provide some closure for the many, many incredible people who have been supporting me for so long. I also want to outline what will be happening with Patreon, any possible commission openings in future, and my art going forward.
I’ll split this into sections for easy reading: what I’ll be doing in the lead-up to the 11th (The Final Days), my plans for patreon/commissions (Art for You), what I want to do about art in future (Art for Me), and finally some words for my regulars/patrons (Many Thanks).
THE FINAL DAYS
As many of you are probably aware, I still have multiple commissions in my queue and some Patreon rewards to finish. I am also currently dealing with another RSI flare and my usual back problems. I had hoped to finish most of these in the past week, but I know all too well to not push myself when I’m in this state.
So! My tentative plans are: use this week to finish the Patreon pieces and stream them if needed to inspire increased productivity. Then use the remaining week to crack down on the commissions sitting in my queue. It is possible I will run over both of these deadlines due to my RSI flare, which I’ll discuss with those I’m working for right now. Please keep an eye on your messages/email if this is you!
ART FOR YOU
After finishing the commissions in my queue I will be closed permanently for commissions. It may happen that I’ll do the occasional paid piece here and there at my whims, but I have no plans to open regularly or publicly.
As for Patreon, this is something I want to discuss with my patrons. I think I’d like to keep it open as-is at least until the end of the year, but what I do after that is very open. I’m also not entirely sure how much time I’ll have a month to do rewards, so I will likely limit reward slots to 3-5 a month. This is a very ‘play it by ear’ situation.
Again, all of this will be discussed with my patrons – via the discord server and through the most recent post on my Patreon (sorry no link bc tumblr etc), if you aren’t in said server. Please give me your thoughts and input, you all have supported me through a lot of tough times and I really cannot express my gratitude enough.
ART FOR ME
You may be asking yourself, ‘Birov are you just not going to draw anymore?’ The answer is… I’ll probably always draw. Art has been the love of my life for years upon years. As much as I’ve struggled with burnout for the last three, I know I’ll never stop drawing permanently. The only uncertainty is how much I’ll be drawing.
My theory is that I’ll probably draw very little for the first few months while my brain resets and realizes art is something I can do for fun and isn’t just my job. After this period, I have the feeling I’ll be drawing a lot more than I currently do.
But who knows! I do know I have a lot of personal art endeavors I’d like to undertake and having a clearer work/life balance may actually encourage me to undertake them. I also want to get more into drawing for-fun fanart… The world is my oyster I suppose.
So the answer to this really is… I don’t know how much or what I’ll be drawing once I start this job. But I do know I’ll keep sharing whatever I do make with everyone. I just hope you’ll continue supporting me wherever my whims take me!
MANY THANKS
I’m not really sure how to start this section… I have a lot of very intense and deep-seated emotions about the overwhelming support I’ve received in the years I’ve worked as an artist. I’ve been so, so fucking blessed; I’ve worked with almost exclusively kind clients, grown a very tight and kind community, and been given so much love I literally cannot pay it all back.
To my beloved regular commissioners: as I said, I’ve been blessed to almost exclusively work with kind people, and you guys are the core of that. So many of you have been coming back to me year after year, asking after my health with understanding for any delays, and just generally being so good to me in so many untold ways. Thank you for trusting me time and time again to make your imagination reality. It was an honor of the highest order.
To my dear patrons: many of you fall into the previous bracket, but even if you don’t, you’ve all been taking such good care of me. Without Patreon, I would have been in such dire financial straits – especially with all of my health problems. Having both the financial security and the community y’all provided me with was seriously so life changing. Thank you for always telling me to rest, for working with me to create a system we all enjoyed, and most of all for being kind to each other as well as me. I owe you all so much. Thank you, thank you, thank you <3
To my followers (new and old, though some of you have been with me for OVER TEN YEARS!!): I wouldn’t be here without you. I can’t believe how many versions of me and my art you’ve all played witness to. Thank you for loving all (or almost all?) of them. I hope you’ll love where I go next.
So… That’s the end of it. Goodbye to Birov-the-Freelancer (for now, possibly forever). Thank you all again. I’m saying it a lot, but it truly is all I can do as I look back at my many years as a commission artist. I was lucky, is all I can think. It would be stupid on my part to not be insanely grateful.
Thus, for the final time: thank you for supporting me, loving my work, and being so good to me. And thank you for reading this incredibly long post. It’s kind of dramatic but I won’t lie, this feels like an insanely huge change in my life. I honestly at points never thought I’d do anything else but this. Forever. So forgive me the theatrics. Plus, it’s just my nature.
Anyway, I’ll end it here before I ramble anymore.
– Birov <3
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notcolleen · 2 years
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im gonna take a second to be proud of myself for actually being assertive bc it paid off (literally!!!) and also vent abt family stuff and this is just a giant mess of words lol
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so i leave for a work trip to oregon tomorrow and as excited as i am, it’s actually the worst timing ever bc 1) my family is having a memorial for my aunt tomorrow and i feel incredibly selfish for not being there and 2) my direct family (brother, middle sister, mom, dad) all have covid or assumed covid and it’s just a chaotic mess at that house rn
and this trip all happened really last minute (i got the email asking if i was interested on the 9th, everything was finalized on the 10th, found out my brother tested positive on the 11th) (i have tested negative every day since then and will test again before i leave) and bc of that/the covid situation i felt bad asking anyone in my family to help out with any logistical barriers (ie pet care while im gone, travel to/from airport, etc)
i finally did ask my oldest sister if she’d be able to watch phoebe and she’s totally fine with that, which is great bc i was literally 2 seconds away from paying someone random online just to avoiding inconveniencing her lol
and i was planning on taking a lyft there and i knew that would be ✨pricey✨ bc it’s 1.5 hrs away so i was just trying to mentally accept the cost of it (bc ultimately it’s worth it for the whole experience of traveling) but my anxiety kinda took off when i looked it up and it was $130 each away 💀
so i sent a text to my dad on wednesday asking if he would be able to drive me back from the airport on the 20th if he did not have covid and was feeling well
and he left me on read 🧚
so after a very frustrating conversation with my mom today (where she called me selfish for not considering the cost of tolls and gas rn) (which i was 100% going to pay if he drove, which i would have told him had he replied back) i ended the phone call in very dramatic tears and was like okay either im paying ~$260 and i can let that anxiety sit with me the whole trip (bc major ~scarcity mindset even with money) (it’s the worst!!!) or i can send an awkward email to the company asking if i could be reimbursed for that expense and hope the best
so i emailed a man named david whom i’ve never met (well first i edited my email until it no longer resembled a “sorry for existing !!! also no worries if not :)))) thank you so much even if not!! :))” monologue) and he responded right back with $400 worth of uber gift cards, no questions asked
and im still just sitting here amazed at how being an assertive adult / asking for things with the mindset of “the worst u can hear is no” can benefit you (also i still have to get used to working for a big company bc before this i worked for a childcare company based out of our towns little church and we were expected to pay for so much out of pocket and this company is just like gift cards all around and it’s so different)
(so now i have moved on to being anxious abt the 1.5 hr uber ride and hoping the driver is okay with literally 0 small talk) (i have more rambling thoughts re: birthdays and family resentment and expectations but this is long enough so goodbye thank u if you read this 😌)
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captainmartinisblog · 8 months
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Captain Martini in the Mediterranean
Tuesday 29th August 2023 – Siracusa, Sicily – A Day of Surprises.
Departing Valletta, Malta at 11pm, Silver Nova began moving about quite a bit last night and while it came as no surprise to me, it seems to have taken everyone else by surprise. As strong winds outside the protection of Valletta harbour buffeted the ship quite noticeably, there wasn’t that much of a sea but it did knock a few things over in the night, including the plant pot in Angie’s cabin!
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By 6.30am however, it was much calmer and we were approaching Siracusa, Sicily. However, surprise no.2 was that, rather than coming alongside, Silver Nova suddenly dropped anchor in the bay. The reason quickly became clear.
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There was another ship in town and it was none other than the brand new (just out this month) ‘Norwegian Viva’, a 143,500 ton hideous monster with up to 3,250 passengers!
Surprise no.3 was that the deck maintenance guys were cleaning the pool with their robot vacuum cleaner this morning, so for once there was no swimming for me!
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Today Angie and Andrew had booked one of the afternoon excursions, so they had a clear morning and went to leisurely breakfast in the restaurant. I had a light ‘en-suite breakfast’ instead because I had booked the ‘Stroll Ortigia Island and Harbour Cruise’ in the morning. I had been here quite recently on another cruise, so just wanted to have a gentle wander. Perhaps I should have just gone ashore independently, because as it turned out, the ship’s ‘stroll’ proved more arduous than expected.
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Anyway, once ashore by tender, our guide took us through the historic centre of Siracusa situated on Ortigia Island.
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The Temple of Apollo near the market dates from the 5th century bc and is the oldest in Sicily. Having been used and abused throughout the centuries, there’s not a lot left but what there is was unearthed in 1890.
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The Diana (or Artemis) Fountain in Archimedes Square is the historic site of one of the city’s fresh water well sources. Constructed in 1906, it features the Goddess Diana (the Greek Goddess Artemis) along with Arethusa and Alpheus. Nearby, virtually on the sea-front and so full of papyrus you can hardly see it properly, is the Arethusa Fountain and (of course) there is a legend linking the two…..
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The story goes that the chaste Nymph Arethusa was bathing naked in the river (as you do when you are a chaste nymph) when she became the subject of the unwanted amorous attentions of Alpheus. Running away, she sought the help of the Goddess Artemis (the Roman Goddess Diana) who turned her into a fountain – today the Arethusa Fountain. Some help she was, you might say! Well meanwhile, head God Zeus, being a man, took pity on Alpheus for falling in love with the beautiful young nymph, so he turned him into an underground river, so that their waters could merge at the sea. (Did you ever hear such a load of ancient rubbish?)
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We also visited the beautiful Piazza Duomo with the Baroque frontage of the cathedral which still incorporates Doric columns from the original Greek Temple of Athena on this site. This is an incredible church, having been a temple, a mosque and a church, each time retaining elements of its previous users. It’s well worth a visit.
My tour was described as a ‘stroll’ but it was very slow and explored some of the narrowest alleys and streets of the Jewish ‘Guidecca’ quarter, with rather too much standing around for my poor old back!
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Finally, we boarded a boat for a 45 minute harbour cruise (and a welcome sit-down) – which was provided some nice close-up views of Castello Maniace on the headland of Ortigia Island. It was built by our old friend Emperor Frederick II (remember the castle in Bari, beloved King of Sicily, Holy Roman Emperor etc). But there was no on-board commentary, no facilities and only a ‘pay bar’; there had been talk of opportunity to bathe in the sea but choppy waves in the harbour put paid to that idea, so it was all a bit down-beat and uninspiring. A shame really because Siracusa is oozing with history and it’s all so accessible.
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Back aboard, I spent the afternoon chilling in my favourite sheltered spot on deck 10 forward until Andrew and Angie returned (early) to report that their excursion had also been a bit tedious, with a rather poor guide, and because the weather was also still very hot, they had given up on it. So they had missed seeing the Greek Theatre, the Roman Amphitheatre and the Famous ‘Ear of Dionysius’ which I saw last time I was here in October last year.
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