#Afternoon Struggles

[wickedzeevyln]

Beautiful City

Beautiful city, beautiful city dressed in stone and glass,where people sleep on cardboard boxes showered with spit from a dirty look of a man in suit, Beautiful city, beautiful city dressed in stone and glass,where people line up for scraps we know as jobs and promised a morsel of bread and the rest to for taxes, Beautiful city, beautiful city dressed in stone and glass,where potholes are like…

[catcherwrites]

For the record, you can pry my “Sarai used to be in the Crownguard before she married Harrow” headcanon from my cold, dead hands

Amaya trained the Standing Battalion and Sarai trained the Crownguard, and their ability to work together is why Katolis had the strongest fighting force in the Pentarchy

You can also pry “Sarai and Soren were insanely close before her death” from my cold, dead hands. Maybe not even then, because I’m gripping this idea tightly, even in death

Sarai helped Soren and his family manage his illness because of her experience with Damian. And Soren was just so excited that the Head Crownguard was hanging out with him! Even when he was at his worst, he’d always perk up if he could see Sarai train the soldiers from his bedroom window, or regale him with stories of legendary battles at his bedside

After Soren got better and Sarai left the Crownguard to become Princess of Katolis, she offered to show him the basics of swordplay and strategy to help Soren with all of his pent-up energy. Even though he wouldn’t be interested in poetry until years later, Soren was introduced to the concept through Sarai, who’d recite some of Damian’s old work for him during their time together. Sarai had essentially become one of Soren’s constants after his family fell apart with Lissa leaving, Viren growing cold, and Claudia throwing herself into magic

At least until she died, heroically saving his dad

[soft--dogs]

anyone else finding it impossibly hard to be creative right now

[king-candybug-backup]

when it 6:30am and your slow ass STILL isn't finished the completely arbitrary obligation you set for yourself

(I know people don't mind if it's late lol BUT I AM STILL ANGERY OVER HOW LONG IT'S TAKING WHEEEEE)

TURNS OUT I ACTUALLY COULDN'T WRITE THIS ENTIRE TIME, BOY GEE GOLLY /j

[soleillunne]

To whoever keeps sending those messages — and to anyone else who needs to hear this:

I’ve kept quiet for a while now, hoping you’d get bored and crawl back into whatever dark little hole you came from. But clearly, you’re persistent. Ask after ask filled with hate, death threats, racial slurs, and just pure cruelty — and for what? To prove something? To feel powerful?

Let me be blunt: you’re pathetic.

It takes no strength, no courage, and no intelligence to sit behind a screen and type the ugliest things you can think of. You're not clever. You're not scary. You’re just… sad. And I genuinely mean that. I don't know what you're going through, but whatever it is, you’ve decided to take it out on someone else instead of dealing with it like a human being.

What you clearly don't seem to understand is that I have a life outside of this blog. A real one. And it’s not always easy. I’ve been struggling — more than I let on. Some days, just holding on has felt like a full-time job. So no, I don’t have the time or the energy to sit around crafting responses to whatever bitter garbage you decide to send next. I barely have the energy to get through my day sometimes, let alone entertain someone who thinks anonymous cruelty is a personality trait.

So I’m telling you now: leave me alone. Leave my friends alone. Whatever twisted satisfaction you’re chasing — you won’t find it here.

I’m not here for drama, for games, or for people like you. I’m here to create, to connect, and to find small moments of peace in a world that’s already hard enough. If that threatens you? If that bothers you so much that you feel the need to attack me for it?

That’s your problem. And I hope one day you figure out how to deal with it without trying to ruin someone else’s day.

Until then — you are nothing to me. Just noise. Static. Dust.

I’m focusing on healing. On surviving. On real things, real people, and real love.

You? You can stay lost in your hate. Alone.

Because that’s all you’re left with, isn’t it? No real connection, no fulfillment, just this endless cycle of bitterness you keep feeding like it’s the only thing keeping you warm. And maybe it is. Maybe that’s all you’ve got. But don’t drag the rest of us into it. Don’t claw at others just because you’re drowning in your own misery.

I’m not responsible for your emptiness.

Block buttons exist for a reason. Boundaries exist for a reason. And if it hasn’t sunk in yet, let me make it crystal clear: you are not welcome here.

This space — this little corner of the internet that I’ve built with care, where I share my thoughts, my interests, and connect with people who get it — it’s not for you. It's not for people who come here to spit poison and then vanish like cowards. It never was. And it never will be.

So take your messages, your threats, your slurs — and keep them. Let them rot with you.

I’ve got better things to do.

I’ve got healing to focus on.

I’ve got people who love me, stories I want to tell, laughter I want to hear again.

And you? You’re not even a footnote in that story.

So be bitter. Be alone. Be loud in your little corner, where no one cares.

Because over here, no one has the energy nor the time to spend on you.

You’re not shaking foundations. You’re not making some grand impact. You’re not silencing anyone. You’re just embarrassing yourself, typing the same recycled hate in hopes it’ll land somewhere — but all it does is fall flat. Over and over again.

You’re not scary. You’re not powerful. You’re a whisper trying to scream, and no one’s listening anymore.

So crawl back into whatever place you came from. Sit in your silence. And watch as the world continues on without you.

[drc00l4tt4]

The "mfs who ain't got a clue in the damn world" trio

[ssruis]

“Sekai de ichiban ohime-sama” - the skinamarink

[babsvibes]

Happy Pride! This might sound ridiculous, but Gene helped me understand genderfluidity a lot just by… being himself. Of course we love those moments where Gene expresses femininity, but it’s in these moments too where he’s celebrating being a bro with Logan. Gene is Gene no matter what gender he’s enjoying at that moment. This isn’t to say gender headcanons can’t differ from mine, I’m just grateful to Gene’s character for giving me more perspective

[hello-delicious-tea]

Where is all the Rose Daughter fanfic

The book ends and

Beauty has learned she could be at least a geenwitch; does she want to? Can she not? How does she learn?

Beast needs to learn how to not live in an enchanted palace and also is he still a sorcerer?

The family and townspeople need to get used to Beast

Does Jack Trueword cause problems?

AND THIS IS A CLASSIC MONSTERFUCKING BOOK AND Y’ALL ARE SLEEPING ON THAT

What is going on

[tj-crochets]

So I messed up sewing the flextangle like three separate different ways, bad enough I have to just start over entirely, and I was like what the heck, I've made multiple of these, they aren't that hard to sew, why am I struggling so much???? And then I started feeling a little better, able to think a little more, and was like hey maybe I should take my blood sugar It was 84. I'd been drinking full sugar soda, so it came up to 84 by the time I took it and I have no idea how low it got but I am less confused by my inability to sew the thing right lol (I know 84 is not technically hypoglycemia, but it also shouldn't be that low when I am drinking soda and had a snack not that long ago)

[kreftropod]

just got a wild scam phone-call

Didn't recognize the number. As I answered (warily due to it being a suspicious number) I heard there were a lot of people talking in the background. Alright, likely a call-center. The woman on the other end greeted me in English. I am Swedish, currently in Sweden, and getting a call in English is thus an immediate and very loud "This Is A Scam" sign.

She asked if she was speaking to [my last name]. I refuse to use the word "yes" in any suspicious calls, so instead of answering her question I asked who was calling and what it's about. She tells me "It's from The Blockchain."

FROM

THE BLOCKCHAIN

I asked if I heard her right ("... from The Blockchain?"), fighting sudden laughter.

She excitedly replied that Yes! It's from The Blockchain.

Before she could continue, I told her "I don't have that! Good luck with your scam! Bye!"

As I moved to end the call I heard a muffled "Fuck you!" from the phone in my hand.

sdfghjklö

That's the stupidest scam call I've gotten in a very long time. I mean if they're trying to scam people of their crypto thingamajigs whatever, don't they at least have some list of people who... idk... actually have crypto wallets?? I've never in my thirty plus years of life had anything to do with crypto, much less own anything on The Blockchain lol. That's like someone saying "it's from The Internet" to try and get my bank-info.

Fuck you as well, scam lady <3

[sherlock-is-ace]

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[kite33]

the cool thing about linux is that you get to stare at the update manager for 30 years every time you turn the computer on

[adrift-in-thyme]

I swear when doing these challenges there’s always at least one fic that drives me nuts no matter what I try

[queerpyracy]

no firmer reminder of being an animal than when i do some moderate physical activity and my mental health is elevated by like 1000%

[ofmdee]

absolutely had to recolor stede's outfit from yesterday 💙