#HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO HAVE POCKETS
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i feel like i own every conceivable pattern and then i go looking for something and it's not quite right
#libra.txt#what do you MEAN i only have one pattern for leggings and they DON'T HAVE SIDE SEAMS#HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO HAVE POCKETS#(i'm not apparently)#gonna have to draft a vest pattern to get the look i want#which shouldn't be too hard bc i have loads of vest patterns and adding a little at the bottom would be fashion not fit#BUT i don't have any vest patterns that go up high enough#or a shirt pattern that crosses over right to adjust#AND i have no clue where my lantern sleeve pattern went#raine why did i decide to cosplay you 😭😭😭#IT SHOULDN'T BE DIFFICULT TO MAKE. I HAVE THE FABRIC I NEED#JUST NOT THE PATTERNS???????#i should not be surprised. i combined three different patterns to make my prom dress.#that's not even cosplay!!!!!!!#i did however get so wired ribbon so doing fi's tights shouldn't be too hard now 👍#just. need to draft that cloak pattern#and if all else fails i do still have link outfits i can do#who knows maybe i'll even do blue link
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I always found it slightly awkward how media makes siblings or people who see each other as siblings call each other brother/sister all the time as in real life you almost never see people do that with their own siblings (maybe someone out there like that)
In the case of Arkham Shadows I see why they did though because Bruce quite literally tells Harvey he loves him and Harvey says it back. Can't have the audience think Batman is in love with the DA.
They had Bruce pay for his college, pay for his campaign, pay for his surgery, pay for his therapy and had Harvey have him as his best man at his wedding. Wow..... Sugar baby Harvey is real.....
The calling sibling title thing is less common in English than in some other languages for sure- me and a couple of my siblings do it on occasion, but it's for a bit then. More common is when I call one of my close family friends "my sister" or "my nephew" when talking about them to someone else because it's faster and easier to say that than to say "my friend who I've known since she was born and lived with for a few years and consider a little sister" or "child of a close family friend who considers me an aunt" to someone who doesn't know them. Which is a lot of words to say that if they wanted to fully sell me on the brothers thing they should have either had a different bit or should have referred to the other as "my brother" when talking to an unrelated character instead.
But "oh no we have to make Bruce not look gay" has been a problem DC has struggled with more than once for many decades and it basically never works so I guess at least they didn't try to solve it this time by having Bruce pick a lady love over Harvey or cutting the holding hands thing
Because I saw that scrapbook! I know Harvey has been Bruce's sugar baby since he was ten years old! But we can't have Bruce take Harvey's hand and call him the love of his life because ok technically that's Gotham but also because gay. And we can't have Bruce take Harvey's hand and call him his best friend because they're not ten anymore and somehow that seems gay also. So brothers it is, I guess. Even if I think my brothers would bite my finger if I ever tried to pay for everything for them on that scale, guess it's different at billionaire levels
#I'm actually simultaneously a believer in grew up like brothers and absolutely down bad romantically#(and harvey as a representation of Gotham itself as a love)#like an election in two (three) positions at once#but the point remains- you can't really fully cover the care by slapping a brother label on it like dc tries to to avoid it being too gay ig#which is very funny because did you see all the bi Tim and Dick stuff in Gotham Knights- but Robin has always had more freedom than Batman#in the 'can we let anyone think he's anything other than totally straight' department#anyway now I'm thinking about how on earth-3 all the characters get a morality flip#but Two Face/Three Face is the only one i can think of who gets a gender flip as well#as if 'oh if we had just originally conceived of Dent as a woman it would have been better (morally) because then it wouldn't have ended up#looking so gay'#but no they did not explore that thread because apparently uh having love interests in the joker and riddler was more important#which you'd think should reflect back on standard issue harv eddy and clown but uh. not really no they don't want to admit it#and i suppose 'well no three face wouldn't have a thing for owlman because he's technically not a version of Bruce he's a version of b's#brother'#but like then again. if Harvey is his brother. then shouldn't something have been used there to connect it#in any way at all#but no#instead I'm left with many thoughts about Harvey as a brother as a lover as a personification of gotham and as a woman but#i am still very sleepy rn so i don't know how many of those thoughts are coherent#but all that to say#YEAH SUGAR BABY HARVEY#guess it wouldn't be comforting for Harvey to shakily ask what he is#and Bruce to answer 'you're my companion who i turn to for affection in and give you obscene amounts of money in turn'#but like. it also wouldn't have been incorrect.#... though 'sugar baby harv as part of the representation of Gotham itself' probably has something to it too#but i digress I'm sleepy#pocket talks to people#anon#* i meant 'electron' not 'election' in that earlier tag
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reddit is easy pickings I know I know I know but I was genuinely shocked to see how easy it was to immediately find something that made me uncomfortable/slightly more peeved at the state of it all
the post--a fair and common sentiment for lesbians to experience. men are dumbasses and say shit like this all the time. frustrating for sure:
so, if you were someone who has any sense of respect or basic decency on respecting lesbians (+women in general tbh) when they speak, and you were perhaps a trans woman who might not really understand the truly frustrating experience of your sexuality being belittled and disrespected like this, wouldn't you simply let this one post go and not leave a comment as it is not something you have meaningfully experienced and thus don't need to add commentary?
well:
anyway good reminder that I should frankly never use reddit ever again sigh
bonus good comment that is weirdly more applicable than maybe the user intended:
anyway that's all from me thanks for indulging my public pettiness once more o7
#apologies for the low effort posting lately school + work is kicking my ass#mostly work my major is easy lmao that's what art school gets you#work is very silly I spent 72 almost consecutive hours doing the job of my superior who sort of ghosted the entire team#which meant extended time with the editor-in-chief (my boss) (polyamorous transfemme) and wow amabs are truly not very emotionally sensitiv#I am getting their out of pocket overtime pay though so uhhh I suppose it's a win in some regards#anyway enough about me (I say on the blog I made to talk about me)#trying to decide how much I can publicly let myself vent about my life without being too revealing lmao#let's just say I work with people I can generously describe as self-identified queer people on twitter who are too into yaoi and fandom#it's a great place to be super lonely and essentially crypto gender critical lol haha I think I need real friends#...okay I do have friends but there's a whole load of strange bullshit happening there#possibly involving what is basically a het love triangle that I just get to witness for the next three years I guess???#dropping foreshadowed breadcrumbs for possible future blogposts in the tags for a pretty standard gc post lol sorry if I trojan horsed you#radical feminism#gender critical#myo is rambling.#gender ideology
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Last night I dreamed I got held up at airport security in Nagoya for like 3 hours because my backpack was full of 1) raw meat, 2) Poke Balls containing Pokemon specifically banned from boarding airplanes including Onix and Electrode, and 3) kratom.
Also, I was Ranni the Witch, and, as such, my ID was obviously fake, but they never actually noticed that.
#should have just been tiny and ridden in blaidd's pocket ugh what was i thinking#and i was for some reason travelling with sellen who had for some reason gotten through security just fine#and she kept texting me worthless advice from the gate where she was waiting#like 'ask for josh the supervisor josh' how am i supposed to ask for a specific fake cop when they're interrogating me SELLEN#why do you know josh#fuck you sellen#towards the end she sent me a 'you better hurry we're boarding!' FUCK you#(why did she think josh was going to be at the nagoya airport#does she think all airports are the same airport)#elden ring#ranni the witch#sorceress sellen#pokemon#dreams
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Please tell me more about gender flipped Jamie because that seems like So Many Thoughts that I would love to hear
I have so many thoughts and yet they are so ephemeral and unspecific and this has been languishing in my askbox and this isn't technically what you asked for but here's what I wrote instead:
Chelsea sent Roy into retirement the way you sent an aging dog to be euthanized. Slowly and gradually, an inescapable march towards a day you knew was coming. Roy's agent gently broke the news to him that they wouldn't be renewing his contract, but there was no gently breaking Roy.
The retirement itself was an underwhelming affair; he stayed numb throughout the presser, answered questions, and left the spotlight. No bang--not even a whimper.
That was months ago. Now Roy Kent, former Chelsea star, was daydrinking at a bar in Richmond at half-three in the afternoon, wondering if he could convince the matron of the house to change the fucking channel.
"Rough season our girls have had," the proprietor, Mae, explained in a tone befitting a bartender cleaning a pint. In reality, she'd joined Roy at the bar with her own glass of chardonnay. "Lot of shake ups. New owner, new gaffer. Still, it could be worse. This new coach of theirs might be from the States, but we're sitting higher up on the table than we have in years. Does your lot keep up with the Super League, then?"
It was one in a series of loaded questions. Roy couldn't imagine you could be a bartender in London without knowing who Roy Kent was. Sheer wasted optimism, he'd had, moving out of Chelsea and assuming anything short of leaving the country would get him away from the haunting specter of his own fucking jersey.
"Yeah," Roy answered reluctantly. "Yeah, some of us keep up. All the teams in the Premier have sister teams, don't we?" Except for Richmond. The one outlier--the only team in the league without a big brother to speak of.
"Mm. Then you heard about the scandal?"
Roy grunted. Of course he heard. Everyone knew about Rupert Mannion ages ago; it was about bloody time someone did something. Awful for his ex-wife that it'd fallen to her to do it.
Mae topped off his chardonnay before pouring the remainder of the bottle into her own glass. "This new gaffer though, he's one of the good ones. He hangs around here sometimes, and you can tell just by listening to him--he respects those girls."
Since retiring, Roy had gotten used to living in a fog. He spent time with his niece, met with the yoga mums, let old ladies in bars talk his ears off to their heart's content, but anything he did between those events was a drudgery--a slow painful effort to drag one foot in front of the other, metaphorically and physically.
So he couldn't have said what it was about Mae's offhand praise for the Richmond Whippet's new gaffer that rankled him into talking back.
"Is he any good though?"
"What was that?"
"Their new coach," Roy gestured with his wine glass at the television in the corner. "The American. Is he any good?"
Mae shrugged one shoulder. "He's gotten better."
"So not really then."
The look Mae gave him could've scoured paint from a wall. "Well, talent isn't everything. Is it, Mr. Kent?"
She left under the guise of check on the three men in the corner. Regulars, by the looks of it; and the three of them the only ones aside from Mae wearing supporting colors for the local team.
He hadn't watched a match in ages. Oh, he'd caught highlights--it was impossible not too--but the few times he'd tried, unfairness ballooned in his chest like an atom bomb, and he gave up.
He hadn't bothered to watch anything from the women's league either. What difference would it make to try watching a different league. Sure, he didn't know any of them the way he knew the men in the Premier League, but football was football and envy was envy.
From what little he'd seen so far, he didn't envy Richmond at all. Everton had them on the ropes.
Roy winced as Number 14 knocked one off the crossbar. It'd been a good attempt. A solid cross from Number 9 had put it in the path, but with no one else nearby she'd gone for a risky shot.
From what little he'd paid attention to, only 9 and 14 were making any actual progress on the pitch, with 9 working double time to cut up the field. Every time the ball dropped back down the center, Richmond lost possession. Every. Time.
It was Number 6 that was the problem. McNally, that was it. Red-head, center-mid, captain. Roy knew her by reputation. A tough, seasoned player, who'd gotten her fair collection of caps for England. She had the experience; it didn't make any fucking sense why she'd be the weak link.
Roy looked away. He took a gulp of his chardonnay and relished in the unpleasant way it stung his nose. It'd be masochism to keep watching.
He kept watching.
Within five minutes, he'd cracked it.
Number 6 refused to pass to Number 9.
The gameplay split off like a branching tree. Either 6 got possession, crossed to another player, and they lost it to Everton's deep defensive line; or 9 got it herself and took it up the field, at which point the entire Richmond side narrowed down to the actions of 9 and 14.
What the fuck was going on?
In the aerial cameras showed two Everton players marking Number 9. Number 6 crossed to Number 24, and 24 took it to the net only for a defender to block her out easily.
A close up lingered on Number 24. She couldn't have looked more upset with herself. Young thing. Good talent, bad nerves. Fixable with the right support.
Number 6 got into Number 9's face and shouted. So where's her fucking support?
The camera panned in on 6 and 9 as what looked like a shouting match took place between the teammates. There was McNally, red-haired and red-faced and openly swearing even if the mics couldn't pick it up, and then there was Number 9. A cut of a girl, strong featured and iron-jawed, with her forehead set down like she intended to ram McNally like a bull if the captain came any closer.
What a fucking mess.
The camera panned to the gaffer, who stood with his hands in his pockets and a frown under his mustache. He called neither player off.
The match went back into play and almost immediately Number 9 took a foul. A blatant hit, tackled before she could grab possession again. Everton had singled her out just as clearly as Roy had.
Number 6 stood off to the side while 14 and 24 argued with the ref. The captain watched in open annoyance as Number 9 levered herself off the ground with a wince, her left side stained with grass and a limp.
Some fucking captain.
Number 9 took position for a free kick, and her name finally flashed across the screen in a font large enough for Roy to read. Jamie Tartt. Tartt lined up for the kick, for all the good it would do when she was a good forty meters back--
Tartt walloped the ball cleanly into the net.
A frisson of electricity ran down Roy's spine.
The lads at the end of the bar broke into cheers.
Half of the Richmond Whippets descended on Tartt. The other half shuffled around in discontent.
Number 24--Obisanya--nodded at Tartt, who nodded back. They didn't hug.
Extricating herself from (half) of her teammates, Tartt threw an arm around the only person she'd passed to all night--14, Rojas. Heads pressed together, headband to matching headband, they looked furtive and serious in their two-person huddle.
The camera panned back to the gaffer. He clapped but he didn't celebrate.
The whole thing was bizarre.
No, Mae was right; talent wasn't everything. Because Richmond had talent--what a spectacular fucking goal--and they were a fucking mess, like nothing Roy had ever witnessed before in his career.
If Mae was willing to put up with him, he might have to come back for the next match. Who knew, maybe he'd try swinging by on an off-match day to catch their gaffer and give him a piece of his mind.
Finally, something to look forward to. His sister would be so proud.
#genderswap au#i go back and forth on how to swap the coaching staff without losing the impetus of Ted and Rebecca's relationship#particularly the Divorcing Rupert of it all#and I do have a genderswapped Roy in my back pocket#but i also have this version--where I get to explore a bit of How Roy Exists if he had stayed at Chelsea and never met Ted when he did#i also get to give Roy an older version of a team of girls who are unfazed and delighted by the angry sweary beardy man yelling at him#so that delights me too#anyways I have lots of thoughts and this was supposed to be a short writing sprint#it is not short#whoops#ted lasso#roy kent#jamie tartt#writing snippet#if this one seems rougher than the other stuff it is because I am still braindead at finally finishing chapter one of the other thing
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it's so funny when I rewatch a show but with a new/different/additional crush. like I'm rewatching the librarians with my partner right now and it just feels soo different lol
#anyway. Jenkins 😍#on a completely unrelated note...#I need to learn more about pocket squares and ties.#because it's already driving me insane when they don't go together on night court but it's much worse on the librarians where I can actually#like. see stuff lol#I don't mean 'oh no the colour isn't an exact match'. more like 'these patterns and/or colours look fucking bad together'#but maybe there's like. reasons for that. rules that my silly little brain isn't smart enough to figure out#because all I'm basing that on is. my eyes and my opinion lol#anyway he's so baby. 🥰 and I definitely like him better now. very very huggable.#he takes that suit jacket off and I'm like 🥵#man I feel so weird about this :') but I must talk about it anyway or I will never get over that :)#like it just feels like. ohh this is weird I'm not supposed to think he's hot because he's old ��� but he just. is 🤷#anyway touching his ears would fix me man it totally would#*with my mouth also. but whatever it's cool I'm not thinking about that#no haha why would I be thinking about it that :)#or when he sits on that table sometimes and I totally don't think about how I absolutely need to sit in his lap :)#haha noo I'm not thinking about fucking him at all who even brought that up#anyway i am very tired & have already taken my sleep meds so I am extra stupid rn :) and the dumb thoughts just keep coming out
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ngl this exchange haunts me like the ghost that used to knock on my room in the middle of the night when i'm supposed to be alone upstairs
#like... what the hell man#how tf am i supposed to be normal about this??? bitcj#what the fuck#i really need to know the thought process behind this bc... what the hell#this is so out of pocket#i care about the fact that theyve only know each other for two years in here but their bond is strong enough to warrant this exchange?!?!@&#edelgard's kinda insane for this ngl#likE BITCH#UHHH??#like she wanted her beagles back but THIS???#with petra she's coaxing her to come back. with bernadetta she's trying to calm her down but#dorothea??? she won't take no for an answer. she WILL have dorothea back home and drag her if she has to#ON GOD AND IM SUPPOSED TO BE NORMAL ABOUT THAT? BE SERIOUS#shut up val
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FUCK
#my new jeans are womens jeans..........#i dont care that much except TINY ASS POCKETS#my other jeans have pockets so big i can fit my entire wate rbottle in them#i was so used to the privilege i forgot what it was like...............#now how am i supposed to fit my pencil and my pen and my eyeliner and my wallet and my phone in here. hm??????? explain#and its too late to return them bc i already put the safety pins in them and took out the tags
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tbt - seventeen - fronting // not to be disgusting but this song makes me wanna hold hands
#i am sad this week and subconsciously i ended up listening to a bunch of seventeen for the first time in a few years#i didnt do it on purpose but i suppose it was inevitable#i still love seventeen i cant believe ive been a fan of them for 9 years look how ittle they were!!#im so proud now to have been a fan of them since the beginning because they have achieved so so much its so rewarding to see#man they really had a budget of 50 cents pocket lint and half a toblerone#hope everyone's doing okay this week#seventeen#kpop#svt#tbt#song rec#boys be#hoshi#woozi#wonwoo#scoups#s.coups#mingyu#vernon#boyfriend#shut up kaily#q'd 7/23/2024#Youtube#kaily talks about seventeen
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Mentally putting Eilis on every OC interaction tag.
"They wouldn't."
#salad-txt#turning tagging tentatively on again#guys hope you're having fun but lots of the tag games lately are not for me#i am having enough trouble figuring out how my characters act in the novel and a half i am supposed to be writing#i'm not gonna put spoons into figuring out how they'd interact with someone they'd never meet in a world they're not in#i already spent hours making wip intro posts and moodboards and playlists i'm not doing them again#i'm fighting for every daily goal of 300-500 words at the moment because it feels so LOW and still not enough to finish at the end of year#i'm not wasting my time rewriting someone's sentences#sometimes it's fun. sometimes i feel like thinking what each char would take on their pizza that doesn't exist.#but quite frankly my focus should be on writing#sadly i am not in a place where i want to share openly from my new project yet (and won't be for a while)#my old projects are done and i occasionally enjoy dragging them out for a fun word find tag or whatever#but if i don't want to burn out i need to focus on the things that actually do something for me#which is writing - reading - talking to the people in my pocket - and making several million in stardew by selling wine#i still like tags but those about my actual work not what it could be if every oc was their opposite and it was written by someone else
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ive been having to skip my meds every other day bc no insurance no money perhaps that is the problem. it’s either this and taper off or use them regularly then quit cold turkey which i’ve had to do accidentally once and nearly landed in the hospital
#i cannot even handle life when im at my best lmfao how am i supposed to cope w this#im seeing how much my meds are out of pocket maybe i can just barely eat and buy them but cvs has not responded yet i just told them to#refill it#ik walmart has $4 prescriptions but i’d have to get an uber there and back which wld be god. expensive it’s kinda far#and i’d have to deal w all the trouble of switching pharms#(i was at walmart but they had so many problems getting my meds right that i switched to cvs it was a huge pain)
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I can't, I just can't, I want to work on that duo holders oneshot but in my notes I was planning "Second and Third's Resistance has some rodent based name, calling to the meta theory, placeholder "Rat Pack" until figure out something better"
Like how am I supposed to keep working on that now that I know the cruella de ville levels of rat hating backstory AfO has (and maybe Yoichi too??)
#and like. pre-leaks Pocket was planning on an important Hand Moment of course#since. Extending Your Hand#but NOW there's a whole nother NEW AND TERRIBLE HAND MOMENT IN CANON TO CALL TO#like. how am i supposed to keep writing this. it would have been brilliant if i posted it a week ago#and now I'm staring at it and have no idea how words work anymore#bnha manga leaks
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my mother just asked if she could sit in on my therapy session tomorrow. so my therapist “knows how bad i am”. like that’s going to make it better.
#like i don’t really know how else i’m supposed to feel abt that.#and then she got upset when i said i didn’t want her to sit in on my therapy session!#bc she always asks an update after every session anyway and i don’t really want to talk about how my mommy issues effect me w my mom! crazy!#and like i’m already trying to work on better communication w my father bc he said some out of pocket shit to me two weeks ago#all while trying to figure out what i want to do w my life!#sorry for having a mental breakdown on the dash today. i am just. So Over It.#t talks
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i keep looking at my calendar and seeing top surgery like a week away and theres Excitement and Anxiety and Fear that something will fuck it up and also oh yeah fck i havent even started my fundraiser thing i was hoping to do shit i should get that set up and OH FUCK ITS ONLY 8 DAYS AWAY JESUS CHRIST AAAAA
#buzzy#trans#for ref im not really sure if im gonna need the fundraiser bc itll probs depend on How Insurance Goes and i might not find that out#til afterward just bc. surgery was scheduled 60 days and insurance auth is supposed to be 90 ig??#so. if insurance goes well then outta pocket might be fine but if it Does Not then it Might Not#but idk am i gonna have to wait a month after to find that out?? maybe#but my plan was just like. say fuck it do the fundraiser and if i end up not needing the money then ill just pass on the extra#to other top surgery funds#but also goddd its gonna be Work to get it set up#and oc what if it doesnt go well what if no one goes for it#and also what if lawsuit#i dont think anything im doing can be considered legally binding if i mark it as a Novelty Item but still hmmmmm#like i think i got my legal bases covered maybe??#but Maybe Not#if anyone is a lawyer or knows a lawyer that can just listen to my dumbass idea and tell me if its legally dubious lemme kno#anyway i should probably actually get that shit set up tomorrow. maybe or maybe not launch it and hope ppl think its funny#funny enough to buy em#and hope i dont have to change the KERNING ANOTHER 20 TIMES!!!#anyway i will be Explicitly Saying that the backup for the fundraiser is 'if i end up not needing it ill pass it on' but yea#...also thinking about truing to mail 350 letters after surgery on the off chance it does in fact Get Big is.#eh might as well torture myself a little. as a treat.#WAIT WHAT IF I CANT LIFT MY ARMS WELL ENOUGH TO KISS W TOUNGE#'disclaimer: kisses w tongue may require extra processing time if my arms dont fucking work'
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doing evil things at this sangeet
#how am i ever supposed to introduce ppl i grew up with to my friends after this.....#the only solace i have is that if i HAVE to do another jalebi baby sangeet dance it's as disrespectful and out of pocket as this one#personal
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sometimes u just gotta wear a white tee shirt and black jeans and manspread in your silly little desk chair and pretend you’re a sexc little anti-hero to cope with the horrors of living
#caroline talks#the sluttiest thing a person can do is wear a plain white tee and black jeans#and also have a bloody mouth#(unfortunately. bit my lip too hard)#me whispering to myself: i am so hot and sexc and cool and everyone wants me#step 1 to beating imposter syndrome: dress in a way that is just. inherently slutty. (to the female gaze)#i go to school in my silly little patterned black shirt that’s supposed to be a button up#but I wear it like a sweater#I wear all my button-ups like sweaters now#i wear my silly little tees and turtlenecks#i once wore denim on denim and my friend started cackling like ‘jesus how did i just notice this’#i think considering I’ve really been digging the boys#I need to get more patterned shirts that would be butcher-esque#not necessarily Hawaiian shirts but just patterned shirts#and also a sickass black coat. I need a sickass black coat.#sickass black coat with deep pockets and etc
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