#Ugh mobile is hard :/

[hecckyeah]

I know most of us are curled up in the fetal position and sobbing, but I have to be that annoying (helpful??) voice of reason.

THE BREAKUP IS NOT PERMANENT. if it is, I'll eat my hat.

every move this season has led to this, ever since literal episode one. it was foreshadowed and I'm mad that I was too dumb to see it. and unfortunately, I can see the reasoning behind it. as a writer and a human I can see it. for Tim, it just got to be too much. he walked away to protect her. he saw the pain this issue put her through and he couldn't live with it. he's right: things will never go back to normal, but he's too thick headed and in pain and reeling from the last week or two to fully grasp what is the right thing to do. he's always done the right thing, even when it was painful, except for today. he pushed away his friends, lied to his supervisors and respected leaders, did both of those things to his girlfriend who he loves more than anything, and it kills him. he's not thinking straight. and I can understand how his first reaction is to isolate himself.

interestingly, he and Lucy are in an incredibly similar place right now. they're both isolated, confused, hurt, in pain, and unsure of the future. they're facing hardship and changes in their careers, they're fighting demons from the past that have reared their ugly heads. and instead of buckling down and working through it together, Tim decided for the both of them that he needed to be alone.

is it super realistic as far as actual people's reactions go? maybe not. but is it lazy storytelling, like I've heard thrown around? no, I really don't think so. you have to remember: these are two extremely independent people who have either never had a truly deep, long lasting relationship, or been burned by the one they had. they're also both stubborn, driven, protective, and have a shining moral compass. and for better or worse, those things are going to clash sometimes. as screwed up as it is, Tim probably thinks, in the depths of his pain, that leaving is the best thing he can do for Lucy. to let her be with someone who's not going to drag her into all his mess and mistakes and be a potential danger to her career and, most importantly, her life. but he's not in the headspace to realize that she doesn't care how hard it is-- she loves him, and only him, even with all his baggage.

he didn't break up with her because they argued or because he's annoyed with her or anything else. he did it because he's trying to protect her from himself, something she doesn't need. and he just needs time to heal and realize that they need to fight for each other, not against each other.

[frankencanon]

Can't Stop Thinking About Him 💜

[lovelessbachelor]

9, 11 and 15 for the ask game mwah mwah meah /plat <333

Mwah Mwah Mwah! Okay, I admit I had a lot of fun with this one. So. Long read ahead X'D

a radio fizzles to life, crackling with energy. The broadcast begins, illuminating sharp, tinny voices.

Oh, why, would you look at that! We got our first questions, O joy!

there's the sound of shuffling papers, and someone's throat is cleared.

Okay, these come from blog name cinnamon-phrog. Prynhawn da, Caru! Or, I suppose it is nos, now. I hope you're doing well.

Let's get crack into these queries! Dear, you've been quiet… These questions ARE to you, you know…

A second voice cuts through the static, curling the air, the accent seems unfamiliar.

Ey, yeah, yeah, I know. Ya neva lemme come in ere when ya on air.

Well, I'm also not on air very often. Since when do you keep count?

I don't, but, ey, maybe ya do instead. Ya seem the real bees knees at this thing.

there's a slight pause, a chair creaks.

Aha. Trying to stall? What, you don't think you have the voice for radio?

a splutter can be heard through the static, or it's a spike of interference.

Nah! As if, brah! Your voice was made for radio, anyway, ya can't say nuffin, muffin.

EW, don't call me that. And you'll be fine, we have a script.

Das not a-

there's the sound of frantically shuffling pages getting picked up by the microphone.

Shhhh, stalling!!!

Right, first question :

the host clears his throat, and a beat on the table gets picked up, from the wafery sound of a page being flipped, you can surmise on what it was.

Fresh, whats my beige flag?

…Ya what now? Ya don't even like beige, n'less is like a light brown.

No, no, not like that. I'll be entirely transparent and admit I don't quite know what it is, either. Perhaps the middle of a red flag, and a green flag?

Ohhh, ya, alrigh. I geddit.

Do ya, Fresh? Do ya?

AAAH, shuddup. Oh, ya, I got one.

there's another swell of static smearing the sound, picking up suddenly.

He keeps on tryna-

No I don't!

Yeah, ya do! Ya aaaalways like hey for no particular reason can I measure ya a minute and I ask why and ya like-

the broadcast fuzzes, it spikes like laughter.

-an I walk in on 'im with a roll a that paper and a thing on the floor-

It's PATTERN paper and a BOOK OF PATTERNS!

Ah, I caught ya!

Lies!

it cuts out again, fading in and out before settling in stronger.

Even so, I don't think there's anything wrong with wanting to make you a doublet!

Yeah dere is! What am I a blood sucking, door-not-entering vampire?

it's hard to hear, but the host squeaks in amusement

No, you misunderstand! I think that you in a doublet with a peascod belly would be SO-

the connection is abruptly cut off, filling the room with angry static. When it comes back, you can make out a high whistle.

Woahhh, can ya even say dat on radio?

I'm not sure, let's just hope it didn't pick up.

And if it did?

Nnnnext question!

Fresh, what would you consider MY colour, and what would you consider yours?

Are dey seriously askin ME ya favourite colour?

Uhm, yes? Maybe. Not entirely, actually, it's more like what you'd consider MY colour. Like what you'd associate with me most, what I wear the most or something.

Pft. C'mon, homes, dat ones easy. Have ya even met dis guy? Is pretty glarin'.

Now what the [FUNK] is that supposed to mean- are you seriously still doing the censoring thing?!

EY, don't rag on me, whaddif deres kidz listening!

I suppose that's a good point. How nice of you.

Bleeehhh.

a pause, then…

! Whad was dat for!

The sweet taste of revange…

a megamind reference doesn't seem thematically appropriate, but the host will include it anyways. It's MY show, dammit!

Regardless, you still didn't answer the second half. (even if you didn't really answer the first half, either…)

Whad was dat?

Nothing.

'Key, well, I dunno. I dun have A colour, das pretty crystal.

Maybe your colour is the inclusion of all of it?

Beeep, eeeerk, big word aleeeert! Neeerd!

None of those were big words…

What's the most useless fact he knows about me…

Ya said dat out loud, sweet.

Oh, dear, did I? I was just wondering about it.

Why's dat?

Not sure. I can't predict what you could possibly say here. Not that I do anyway, but you understand what I mean.

Nah, I don't, actually.

Also, ya always start walkin on ya left foot first, and finish on da right.

Wait wha-

the sound of wood scraping against a floor can be distantly heard from the broadcast, and there is silence for a long few moments

…Oh my stars, I do. Well, it might be biased, now…

Hah!

That's crazy. Hold on… You could remember THAT and not my favourite colour?!

Dere was nuthin about dat!

Well sure. But you couldn't even answer straight about what my colour was, so I'm more than a bit suspicious.

Aw, c'mon! Ya favourite colour is… Uh… Uuuuh…

See? Viewers, it's green and purple, for the books.

Ya can't blame me, ya have two!

Yes, and your colours consist of the entire colour wheel.

Das cus I don't look bad in nuthin, baybeyyyy!

Oh, like a pair of breeches?

Nah, ya reaching.

Breeching, actually. It was and is the practice of giving a young boy his first set of trousers or, well, breeches. This is usually done around the age of 6-8 ish, so the very beginning of childhood and the end of infancy. Before this age, a child was practically-

Wait, why do I need ta know dis?

Ugh, you're no fun!

I just noticed, we got through all the questions.

What'd we get, three?

Yes, three. Now those are done we'll sign off for now til we get more questions.

Jus like dat?

Yup! Be sure to tune in!

[nancyrelocated]

trying to recollect old mutuals is soooo anyways writing nancy again feels soo natural lmao like putting on a familiar skin

[espectres]

if it was up to me every post I'd post wld very coloured

[magicstormfrostfire]

I just realized I dont like dating sim games because they never have customization of your character. (Except Amorous, but you never get to see your character the entire game and also that game kinda sucks imo)

But yeah. Like I almost always prefer dating sim games where the character isnt supposed to be YOU, and theyre their own person, you just make choices. Liek I wanted to play a recent sim dating game that I was REALLY excited for, and I started it but like. I couldnt get into it at all because every dating sim girl is some skinny long haired fair-skinned girl (and yes I understand a lot of dating sims/otome, are targeted toward their local asian audiences. But even dating sims in the west have default white girl syndrome)

and I can't immerse myself into it pretending to be that person. Im a curvy black girl. Like at least let me make a character that looks kinda like me, since theyre supposed to BE me. Y'know, so i can have SOME kind of fun.

Yeah theres like, harvest moon and stardew and i love those kinds of games. but thats not what Im looking for if that makes sense?

[palms-upturned]

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[frostbite-the-bat]

I dodnt wanna play Toontown I wanna BE IN Toontown that would fix me I thignk

[waybrightgender]

google how to get someone to stop reading about crypto and using degenerate

[lunarskips-fr]

Color Wheel Challenge pt 1!

[MAIZE-DUST]

gonna be a bit rambly, but that'll be under the read more bc the post is already long w the dragons

okay so, hi if you're reading this

so basically, ive never really liked xxx dragons. ive always found them really hard to work with, and working with a variety of colors is always a lot more fun for me

however, i wanna expand my abilities as far as being able to scry dragons go, so i figured this could be a fun challenge!

basically, my rules for myself is that I have to go in order, they can't all just be the same few breeds or genes, and they have to be something id be happy to see in my lair without any apparel or accents. what's the point of trying to find joy in xxx dragons if im not making dragons id like as is? apparel and stuff is very secondary to me

if anyone wants to keep up with these silly little scries, ill be tagging them as #wheelsprunk, and if anyone likes any of these scries, then feel free to make them real! itd be cool

thanks for reading this, i hope you enjoy :D

[aservantnamedketchup]

tattoos are hard, I feel like nothing is cool enough;;

I feel like "black tri-stars" might've been Mash's idea?? so I wanted to give him more star tattoos

[catboy-jupiter]

gods i forgot how good it felt to leave a comment on a fic. such a shame that anxiety stopped me from commenting on fics for so many years even though 1. i used to be an avid commented years ago. the type that would comment on every chapter even if the fic was already multiple chapters along when i first found it.; and 2. im a writer so i've KNOWN how motivating receiving comments is and how happy they make me.

but yeah. i've been trying to go back to leaving comments more often, and it's so much fun. getting to ramble abt everything that i like about it and/or the source material, receiving replies that can get as long-winded as my original comment, or even the short replies to my own short comments. i dunno, it's all so fun and fulfilling.

anyway. tl;dr: commenting is fun (you get to geek out about stuff you love) and can put a smile on someone's face. win-win situation.

[wiredsmi1e]

petition to make my brother stop calling me to make sides for dinner , sign here .

[unmellowyellowfellow]

appears from the void how's the writing going? What are you writing? I know you have your "chalk mountain" wip but I haven't seen a ton about it on my dash for some weird reason so feel free to ramble about it!!

hehe i've only posted a couple of things (x, x, x, x) because it's still in the early throws :') but i'm working on building up the antagonist introduction right now in the book (and on tumblr hehe) but it's a project i'm superrrr excited about!! i've had the idea for years and been working on it for years (but you know how that be). i'm not sure what other content i want to post yet since i don't plan on posting full chapters till it's done or practically done! i'll figure something out lol

i'm mainly most excited about y'all seeing the characters be themselves in the books, they all have large unique personalities and lots of found family in there too. it's lovely and i'm working on trying to write a little bit every day but that's hard! thank you so much for asking me this :') it's my first wip ask!!

but it mainly goes around regional gothic themes, underlying family issues, magic, and eventually saving an entire race!

i will drop a little hint though. the Evolved and the Humans are the same, they present the same, but Humans don't know about the Evolved. (Evolved: Humans who have "unlocked" their magic potential..i'll go more into the magic building if anyone is interested hehe)

[yourstormthlaylirahh]

I love this little girl

[nicole-husker]

I woke up in bed. I'm already drenched in sweat, ugh the fans in my pig pin never get in my folds. Forced to stay on my back, I turn my head (as much as my fat neck allows). I forgot, you left me to sleep in the mobility net, hooked to the ceiling. I'm actually sorry you had to.... I know at my size... It's hard ... You have to give up so much... I'm crying a little but I see what I was looking for, on my side table, next to my oxygen tank, was my phone. I use ALL my might to lift myself up a little, just to reach my massive fat arm over to it. The meer act of holding an arm up burns, it hurts so bad! My muscles can't... Not that I even lifted myself... But my arms? Well ... You had the doctor's take my purple feet.... But my arms are almost as useless as my legs... Only I can't even move my legs anymore... I realized my heart monitor is going faster, probably because of the.... "Exercise"... After huffing and puffing, I lean and reach again, my fat swollen fingers getting closer! But I fail and blop back on my back....