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how can we be lovers (if we can't be friends) - chapter iv
Supergirl, Kara/Lena, M
“Okay,” Kara says, and she pulls Lena in close, an arm around her shoulder. “Now, when we go out there, try to look like I just rocked your world. We’re talking like you were tasting colors at some points.”
Hockey AU is not abandoned, my friends. Enjoy it HERE.
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#this tag is for fic#hcwbl#hockey au#supergirl fic#supercorp fic#lol october was outlined to take up one chapter and it's now got three parts#i am the worst
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sorry for that haha. please standby as i imagine myself dead in a fucking creek
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How Bad Can She Possibly Be?
Sometimes u just have to make something silly tbh. Art by me
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Every once in a while I remember that I used to be obsessed with the idea of climbing Everest as a kid. I am telling y’all this bc I have a Kenny fic idea
#i am the worst#it’s fine#but Kenny is the type of guy to just be like yeah I’m gonna climb the tallest mountain in the world why not
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I am loving this new pillow cover I just found. It’s joining the family. I saw it on that new Kristen Bell Netflix show. Don’t even know the name of it since I only watched the first couple of minutes but I stopped it when I saw the pillow on the couch during their podcast!
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so i think after sitting and thinking on it, i'm gonna be deleting a lot of my drafts because i try to go reply and hit a major roadblock so i figure it's best i start over on most of them. i feel bad about it (my little anxiety riddled brain makes it hard not to) but i feel even worse trying to reply to something i don't really have the mental capacity to, you know? 😭 BUT that being said, give this a like if you'd like me to start something new with the pair we were writing with. if you'd like something entirely new from me, then lemme know and i'll get something else going. 🫶🏼
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actually i love to do research assignments entirely on the day they are due, it brings me a lot of joy and satisfaction and does not negatively impact my mental health, quality of work submitted, or quality of life at all
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((I apologise for my lack of interaction on here apart from like ONE thread jsjshsj I am in the throes of ADHD brain rot and zero motivation for drafts 🥺
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Encantober # 15 - Midnight
Oh looks it's the inevitable Brujosé
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“Wait,” Bruno said.
They stopped what they were doing, which was making out on a bench in the garden behind the church. Not the best idea and not at all planned, but the kiss goodbye at the end of an evening spent at Casa Martinez had turned into two, then more once they settled on the bench. The back door of the rectory was steps away, and they should have snuck through it and up the stairs to José’s room but…the air was warm, the moon was bright, they had an awful habit of enabling each other to take risks, and so-
“Everything ok?” José asked. When Bruno asked for a pause it was usually due to being overwhelmed or uncertain so the question was expected, as was the soft, soothing play of fingertips in his curls. It was nice, the concern was nice, but a flash of moonlight reflected off José’s wristwatch and Bruno shook his head.
“No, yeah, I’m fine, but-” He took hold of José’s hand and pulled it away so he could study the watch’s face. His shoulders slumped. “It’s after midnight.”
José smirked. “Are you going to turn into a pumpkin?”
“Why would…nope, not playing figure-out-the-reference.” He gave José’s hand a squeeze before he let it go, then slid himself down the bench a little to create space between them. “It’s Sunday.”
After a little pause José closed his eyes, nodded, and turned so they were facing the same direction. He folded his hands neatly in his lap, Bruno rubbed a fold of his ruana between his fingers, and it looked for all the world like they’d spent the evening contemplating the sculpture of the Virgen con el Niño which was situated across the path.
There was a number of things they were putting off talking about, and Bruno knew very, very well that delaying those conversations wouldn’t make them any easier. Soon. They’d sit down, properly, and figure the big things out soon.
Assuming they could keep their hands off each other for five minutes, and that the number of Madrigals who knew about them stayed below critical gossip mass.Don’t think about Mass.
Suddenly, José snorted.
“Guess I’m the one who turned into a pumpkin.”
The corner of Bruno’s mouth twitched into a smirk.. He didn’t need the context to land the next joke. “That’s too bad. I know you were hoping for a plantain.”
“That’s enough,” José said and shot him a glare, which managed to be intimidating despite the need to bite his lip to keep a straight face. “Go, get thee gone, devil.”
“Alright, alright!” Bruno hopped to his feet, tried to smooth his rumpled clothes, and regarded the priest with a fond smile. “I, ah…this was nice, even if it got cut short.”
“...yes, it was,” José sighed, and appeared to become preoccupied with his hands. “We’ll have to- we’ll make up for it, soon.”
Even without taking a peek into the future, Bruno could feel that tricky conversation coming at them faster now. He nodded. “Yeah, we will. We definitely will. Uh. Goodnight?”
“Goodnight, cariñi- goodnight, Bruno.”
He took the near-slip of the pet name as a sign things would work out, then flipped up his hood and slipped out of the garden as he had on several other nights. He struggled to stay awake in church the next morning, and was pleased to catch José yawning during Flores’ homily.
#encantober#bruno madrigal x omc#José Guzmán (kseda)#bruno madrigal#i wrote this instead of the next chapter of Same Boy#I am the worst#also this petered out at the end because I too am falling asleep#sorry
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My family: Hey you wanna come to lunch with us today? We’re gonna make you anyway because when was the last time you left your house?
Me: Well I WOULD but you see I’m neck deep in an obsession about my OC for a mobile otome game and even though I’m not editing his story like I should be right now, I am fleshing out his relationships with the canon characters & my other OCs just for my own knowledge and like yeah I could leave it for a bit but I am just in the MIDDLE of it right now-
My family: 🙂
Me: Yeah okay lemme get my shoes on.
This is how it would go if I even bothered trying to explain the OC stuff to them. But while my parents are aware of the shenanigans, they don’t get it & I already know that excuse won’t work. So fine I guess I’ll leave my house today.
#I’m sorry about this I’m just taking a break from tidying my house so they don’t think I live in a mess all the time#though I kinda do because of the adhd#and I can’t stop thinking about Arrie#and how I’d rather be working on his stuff right now lol#I am the worst#sorry family I love you#misc rambles
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"In this moment, and in all the moments to come, for as long as they do, I love you."
Look, I love Rook and co., but if Veilguard had said "choose between them and a happy ending for Ilex and Dorian," I'd have chosen the latter in a heartbeat. Yes I'm a terrible person I'm sorry
#Dragon Age#Dragon Age: the Veilguard#Dragon Age: Inquisition#Dorian Pavus#Inquisitor Lavellan#Ilex Lavellan#okay I wouldn't actually throw Rook under the bus#but really now#I was waiting for Veilguard to (optionally) kill off the Inquisitor#and I would actually have thrown something#Dorian's letter killed me#I feed off of codex entries and throwaway dialogue#I almost forgot Ilex's freckles#again#I AM THE WORST
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Christmas is here! A time for loved ones, cosy nights in, snow, Santa and loads of food ...
#submission#Hahahha i am so sorry#I am the worst#I couldnt help it#Yes ive had cola cola#it shows#sam riordan#asa germann#gen v
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scrolling through my inbox and i realized i never got to the prompts from my birthday celebration in march…..whoops lol
#i am the worst#honestly don’t know why i thought it was a good idea bc i’m notoriously bad at prompts
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Coriolanus: [shouting, in the woods] Is that poisonous? Are you trying to kill me?
Me: [annoying human dictionary] Venemous. If a snake bites you and it's toxic, it's called a venemous snake. If you ingest it and it's toxic, it's poisonous. You should learn that before you go on your dumb murder spree.
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Me: feels good about my art abilities
Sees someone else's art
Me: I'm the worst artist ever gotta burn everything I've ever created crawling in a dark hole disappearing forever do not percieve me I don't exist
#i simply have no self esteem#unless im in a void alone then i think im ok#but as soon as other people exist#i am the worst#artist struggles#artist life#digital art#digital artist#fanart#fanartist
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