#IN MY MEDS

[qvnthesia]

my babies 😭😭 the fact that I just posted the fic a week ago and IT'S IN MY TOP THREE POSTS

and the icing the on the cake?

continue reading here (my legendary number one)

[inkskinned]

at the end of the day it's not that you hate your job - actually, you like working, you like routine, you like feeling like an adult - it's that any time you fuck anything up, you feel like you're fucking dying.

because you could be actually fucking dying. because if one day you wake up and you misunderstood something - you could lose your job, and nobody is hiring, and nobody is paying, and nobody takes people like you, and that job you want hasn't gotten back to you. and what exactly are you going to do without insurance? good luck with those meds. you should have thought of that before being a person.

so it's not just that you forgot to CC someone on an email, it's that if you don't have this job, you can't afford rent. it's not that you misread a comment, it's that if you get fired, you will be in massive amounts of unpayable debt. it's not that you are bad at your job, but here are the stakes as they have been decided for you: be perfect or fucking die. like, literally, die. that is how much safety net you have: none.

it's not burnout, technically. but you literally just had two typos in your work, and you're already picturing the ending. you want to throw up & curl up & make it all go away. it is two typos. if he decides he is mad at you, you lose literally everything.

your mom says that you seem stressed. the thing is that you have never known a job that isn't stressful. welcome to capitalism. there is no other road, only this one. what the fuck is a career. you come here, and we hold your life against the barrel of a gun, and somewhere someone is spinning the chamber and pulling. eventually the bullet will come.

you live in a mugging. your boss owns three cars and has four kids. you worry about having enough to feed your dog. good luck. beg for forgiveness. CC the right people next time and be grateful, kid. somebody has it worse than you. someone, probably, has it worse than you. so what if you can't sleep or eat or focus. your work chat sound literally makes you panic. you had to change the sounds of computer notifications so you'd stop having such an upset stomach.

welcome to the real world! the rat race! the dog eat dog circus!

your doctor studies the results and frowns at you. "it's bad for your heart," she says. "try to reduce your levels of stress."

[borgevino]

the allergy i am seeing grow up around small talk in any form is troubling to me. do you know how to make friends with people in your physical environment? it typically starts with small talk. do you want to live in community? small talk. do you want to have the type of relationship with your neighbors where you can run over and borrow a battery for your smoke detector when it starts beeping at 10pm? small talk!! do you want leeway from your coworkers when you fuck up something small? you gotta be able to build a relationship and that's small talk, baybeee.

"but i don't need friends and i don't care about community!" okay, lone ranger, what about the people in your community who need you? "but i have social anxiety!" me too, bud! we simply must soldier on. making up lists of questions to ask people helps. and people are predisposed to be generous, i've found. even if you make some kind of mistake, what is this but the natural give and take of human interaction? nobody is perfect.

you were not put on this earth to live by yourself and then die. you need people and people need you. treat those around you with curiosity and generousness of spirit and you will gain so much goodwill in return.

[eridan-ampora]

i love it when characters are codependent. i love it when losing someone feels like losing a limb. i love it when two people "complete" each other so wholly and terribly that one can barely function without the other. i love it when the fear of losing the only person who understands them is so all-consuming they'll destroy anything to stay together, including themselves.

[time-woods]

watched a friendplay mouthwashing i had only seen the demo when it first cameout so watchingthe full thing sure was an experience !

[virusmeds]

been having a rosemary brainrot recently....

[hannahp0calypse]

i think the thing about like, the typical Cishet Anime Dude Horny is that its incredibly shallow. and so when that type of horny gets applied to something it sort of... raises whatever it touches to the same shallow depth. you see it most plainly in female characters getting reduced to cookie cutter archetypes, the exact same "big titty, small waist, big ass, vacant stare" look that they give to any woman they wanna fuck regardless of who she is or what she actually looks like. and you can also see it in how they reduce men to Chads Who Fuck and Virgins Who Don't (there are people out there who self-insert into Jaune RWBY as some megachad who fucks hard, which i think illustrates the absurdity of this shallowness)

contrast something like dungeon meshi, which is INCREDIBLY horny, but with a huge amount of depth. dungeon meshi asks - isnt it hot, to consume, and to be consumed? here's a hundred different ways that its hot. isnt it beautiful? isnt it horrifying? isnt it loving?

the story as a whole wouldnt work if it wasnt deeply horny for eating, and none of the characters would be the same if that horniness was taken from them. its about the depth of it. without depth of horny, it wouldnt be half as good

[h0oty]

based on my life except the food is art and twilight isnt there

[a-multifandom-mess12]

I love that Hannibal could be a fantastic psychiatrist if he wanted to be. But instead he’s just like. “What if. I make u worse?🤭😁”

[foldingfittedsheets]

I think it was about a month into dating my betrothed that I first turned to them and said, “You smell hungry, want to get some lunch?”

“I what? I smell hungry?”

“Yeah, like, the empty smell. Aren’t you hungry?”

They were, but it was hard for them to accept smelling a state of being. After a few weeks of me pointing it out right before they realized it themself though they asked, “What does hunger smell like?”

“Bad.”

“That’s not helpful.”

“It’s like… an emptiness that goes past the mouth? Bad breath is more upfront but hunger is like you’re smelling stomach acid, it’s all the way from an empty belly.”

They started smelling my mouth in exaggerated silly fashion but eventually they did start to recognize it.

They’re now very smug when they get to use the skill back at me and inform me that I’m hungry.

[omagpies]

anyway isn’t it amazing how Anya doesn’t quite overdose and she and Curly are rescued and brought back home and she moves into his spare bedroom and they sue pony express for the whole cryopods thing and with the money they get from that Anya goes back to school and Curly gets all the grafting and reconstruction possible and they meet between Anya’s classes when Curly goes to physical therapy and and and

[xochimillilili]

Kinktober day 27: Inspection kink

Part of having a cute little pet means making sure all their little puppy parts are working correctly, so obviously one's got to get their gloves on, push and cuddle their little pup into a corner of the bed, before flipping the shirt of their puppy up. A latex gloved hand on their chest to push them down, the other stretching the little thing's legs all nice and open.

"Shhh shhh, hey puppy~ It's okay, I've got you my love, shhh just let me take care of you, you're just a little baby pup after all~" as I shove my fingers into their cunt, rubbing my thumb against their clit. Cooing at my precious pup teasingly as I pull my hand up to their face. "Awww look at you baby, fuck you're just so easy~ Just a good little doggie with an adorable dripping cunt"

Seeing how they moan and squirm under my weight on them as I stretch their cute little asshole with my fingers, praising them once I've managed to fit all of them in. "Look at that pup, your little puppy training is going real well~ Seems I'll be able to fuck my knot in here pretty soon"

Having their head squished between my thighs, my cock throbbing against their chin, as I grab their face firmly, exploring their drooling mouth, seeing how they melt when I shove my fingers down their throat.

"Awww you're such a good puppy babyyy, all your cute lil puppy parts working so good~ Guess you deserve a treat for being such a good little pet" as I grind my boot up against their needy cunt, licking their drool off my fingers

[orcinus-veterinarius]

Learning anything about marine mammal training will make you re-evaluate so much of your relationship with your own pets. There is so much force involved in the way we handle domestic animals. Most of it isn’t even intentional, it just stems from impatience. I’m guilty of it myself!

But with the exception of certain veterinary settings where the animal’s health is the immediate priority, why is it so important to us that animals do exactly what we want exactly when we want it? Why do we have to invent all these tools and contraptions to force them to behave?

When a whale swam away from a session, that was that. The trainer just waited for them to decide to come back. If they flat out refused to participate in behaviors, they still got their allotment of fish. Nothing bad happened. Not even when 20-30 people were assembled for a procedure, and the whale chose not to enter the medical pool. No big deal. Their choice and comfort were prioritized over human convenience.

It’s almost shocking to return to domestic animal medicine afterwards and watch owners use shock collars and chokers and whips to control their animals. It’s no wonder that positive reinforcement was pioneered by marine mammal trainers. When you literally can’t force an animal to do what you want, it changes your entire perspective.

I want to see that mindset extended to our domestic animals.

[bruciemilf]

Harvey: Two reasons I’ll never cheat on your father. You know what they are?

Jason: Uh, because I’ll put a bullet in both your faces?

Harvey: That’s one.

Bruce: [Slams Bane into the ground so hard he bounces]

Harvey: That’s two.

[pangur-and-grim]

ahhhhhh I'm so relieved to be getting Grim's medication tomorrow 💀 it's been torture knowing that she's ill, and knowing what the problem is, but not being able to do anything about it.

I've been reading accounts of diabetic cats returning to life after being medicated, so I'm hoping that'll be Grim. I want to see her run around again! I want her to play!