#This app is. Something else

[blimbo-buddy]

just got instagram today for browsing only, liked a bunch of bug posts and instantly got recommended a bug torture account

[deoidesign]

I met the me who made different choices

[basilpaste]

Chapter III: The Thorn

"This one yearns for connections they feel they don't deserve. Even when shown compassion, they hid themself away. They will make for a cautious heart."

ive been thinking about a slay the princess au. i wanted loop to be the witch. which also meant that loop had to be the thorn. and then i fixated on this so hard i finished it in three hours.

[almond-gallery]

extremely late barricade day post. barricade month

[izzyspussy]

the fact that they made it illegal to make ads louder than programs on tv in 2010 but haven't updated it to apply the same regulation to streaming. who do i have to call.

[ciriparipa]

[freddyloyd]

wanna see my notes for this panel:

sorry for the spelling mistakes i was blinded by rage.

[ivys-head-is-spinning]

We really need a newsies fandom group chat.

[focsle]

Many nights at 11:15 pm I realize that I didn't do anything I wanted to get done that evening, though nor did I do anything to relax, and instead spent it all...idk, languidly washing dishes, pacing around my apartment, and scrolling apps. And I always say 'tomorrow...tomorrow I will use my time wisely'. Ad nauseam.

[ihateornithologists]

my saved photo gallery is now 4000 dogs and 1 lukas mayer for some reason

[mummer]

its really awesummmmm to have body image problems in the world that we live in even trying to “eat healthily” always feels like subjecting myself to a disordered form of eating somehow because my palate is so rectricted already but when i just eat normal stuff that i enjoy like fucking TOAST i start feeling like im going to be killed badly and i overthink every meal choice i make and the amount of ambient Food Noise in my brain at all times is so overwhelming it makes me sick esp when all my “body positive” friends and family are always talking about diet this and diet that and protein shakes and what have you because it’s so insanely normal to do so and my algorithm wont stop showing me healthy cooking videos and talking about protein every meal, diet matters more than exercise, carb replacements tofu pancakes shut up SHUT UPPPPP!!!!!!!!! FUCKK

[guqin-and-flute]

I've found that outright "banning" certain behavior from myself doesn't work (no Youtube, don't write in this part of the house), but setting stipulations that help me stay closer to what the actual goal I hope to achieve does.

So I have a new rule; I can only watch Youtube or Netflix if I'm doing something creative with my hands while doing it. No matter how tired or how much I just want to zone out and veg, I need to be sewing or knitting or drawing or needle felting or making a flower crown or whatever. If I really want to decompress and lay there, I can listen to a podcast or read a book or take a nap. Because the whole goal of not going on Youtube is so that I don't get sucked into just idly wasting hours of my day and not being in the mood to do creative things. So by keeping the creativity present in relaxing, I'm making my stepping off point much more attainable.

It also has the bonus of, if I've sat down to write and I find myself wandering off to watch Youtube, I get to ask, 'Alright, so are you transitioning to another task? Then you'd better get up and get the stuff ready.' Which helps bounce me back because inertia to organize things is hard to initiate, but even if I do, I'm still doing something on my 'I wanna try this' list.

[godzillatalks]

When Ryomen Sukuna had first heard Gojo tell him about The King Of Curses, he'd had a hard time not believing it. After all, giant monsters and creatures manifested from negative energy were real. He wouldn't have doubted that Gojo's description was accurate.

"Itadori Yuji is described as a benevolent imaginary God by his worshippers. He lived a over thousand years ago, and, though human, he was stated to be some kind of divine being. An angel, in some texts, and the incarnation of whatever heaven was believed to exist in others. But his deeds were far from angelic. In the Golden Age of Jujutsu, sorcerers from all over gathered up all their might to challenge him.. and failed." Gojo had explained nonchalantly. He didn't seem bothered by any of this.

Sukuna stared down at his hands as they walked, eyeing the faint, scar-like marks on his skin that had appeared after he had eaten the cursed finger. (He suspected they looked different when Yuji was in control.)

"Though many used to call him Sukuna for unknown reasons," Ryomen's gaze momentarily turns to ice as he redirects it at Gojo, a 'You're kidding me.' hanging in the air, "Nobody really does that anymore. He's usually called 'The King' in most texts. Anyways, we couldn’t even destroy his grave wax as he traversed the ages after death as a cursed object. Without a doubt, he is the king of curses."

And Sukuna believed that. Yuji didn't deny or even confirm anything, only opening an eye on Sukuna's cheek to glare at Gojo. So Sukuna assumed it was the truth.

They barely talked. Yuji stayed mostly silent, observing through Sukuna's eyes, watching the world and building an understanding of the current era as best he could. Sukuna ignored the presence behind his eyes that gave him double vision, just glad that he wasn't stuck in Yuji's place- unable to do anything but watch and make a rare comment.

He didn't think they'd get along anyways.

—

Sukuna felt like he wanted to give up. He was doing his best. And he was losing. He hadn't helped a single person yet, and he was going to die. He was missing a whole hand and he had a feeling he'd bleed out before the battle was over. He wouldn't come out alive and if he did Yuji would be in control. He didn't even have a choice if he wanted to live.

But he had to stall. He had to make sure Fushiguro and Kugisaki got out.

Tears streamed down his face as he screamed in agony, the Finger Bearer cackling as it sent surges of cursed energy at him. Pain shot through his veins from his hands as they were burnt away by the cursed energy being thrown at him like a wall of flame.

The pressure behind Sukuna's eyes intensifies, Yuji's cold gaze making him feel insignificant even if it was directed at the special grade that was currently rending Sukuna's hands into stumps. No emotion radiated from the second presence that was rooted into his being like a disease.

The Finger Bearer just laughs, shaking like a child high on sugar. He- he was tougher than this! So why was he so weak all of a sudden? Sukuna grits his teeth and steps forward, but falters as a howl rings through the halls of the incomplete domain.

"The.. The signal." Sukuna's vision blurs as he sways back and forth, eventually deciding to take multiple steps backwards. Cold hands wrapped around his consciousness, frost crawling across his vision as his eyelids fluttered. Yuji's voice when he spoke was.. bored. Bored.

"My turn. Go to sleep."

Sukuna doesn't wake up to anything other than flashes of fighting until he's outside, in the rain. Pain whispers through his chest like venom, and he coughs. Warm blood drips down his chin.

Fushiguro is there. Angry red scratches and bruises blossom on his neck and head. He's sure there's more, judging by the cracks in the concrete around them. His expression is pained, worried. Yuji must have done something. No, he did do something.

He notices there's no pressure on his eyes as Fushiguro speaks, the words muddled. He can make some of it out, something about being selfish. The last line is what he hears clearly.

"I’ve never once regretted saving you." Fushiguro stares at him, a blank expression on his face. Sukuna blinks slowly. He acknowledges Fushiguro's statement with a grin, and then makes his own.

"You're smart. You've planned your words. I think you'll be okay without me, though. Thanks for saving me." Blood drips to the ground. "I think I'm done, now."

"Live a long life." He falls forward and the world turns black before he hits the cold asphalt.

[gideonisms]

the Immediate switch from "this is bearable" to "I wanna kms" any time my boss switches up the schedule by an hour at random (happens weekly)

[wyrmswears]

Probably arrive to late for the dog boy Jay agenda but i couldnt got him out my mind 😩 all this week

my friend, you are never too late for the dogboy Jay agenda on this blog.

I LOVE HIM SO MUCH!! YOU DRAW HIM PERFECTLY AAA i love his expression it feels so animalistic with his slit pupils but also gloaty in the way that suits jay so much. this is also on the more niche compliments but i always appreciate when artists draw the lower canine in front of the upper canine as youve done because thats something that is commonly misdrawn..

[butchbush]

i truly dont understand how people can be so nasty and rude