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To begin the ninth episode of Bad Guy, My Boss off with these two making out in Elyes' office is rude because Director Term has given pink equal light for the first toxic couple of Run and Fei Long and now Thiranai and Thiti get the blinding light of love.
If I was Black Brooding Elyes, I'd be livid too knowing that everyone is getting action in his bedroom and office EXCEPT HIM!
I know Pat knows Thiti is a spy, so I understand he is acting his secretary ass of here.
But . . . Elyes has to be on this too because there is no way he would let Pat argue with him like this. He is upset at Pat for calling him a boss, so my petty sibling in sin would make sure to remind Pat that he is the boss, and Pat is the employee by sending his ass on this trip regardless if Pat wanted to go or not!
Look at the barrier between them! Thiti, you getting too smug, son!
Thiti, that man doesn't love you! He is manipulative and abusive. Get your stuff from the office and run!
YES! My color-coded boys in love might be pendejos but they aren't stupid!
I could never hate Elyes! NEVER! Pat and Elyes are in the midst of a fight, yet Pat still runs to Elyes and tells him their fight is dumb because more important shit is going down, and ELYES LISTENS! There are so many couples out there that argue and let the argument get in the way of critical business, but not my boy Elyes. He is all ears and eyes!
They can't communicate about their relationship, but they are sure good business partners. They balance each other out at work, yett causing chaos everywhere else. Good for them.
Pat calling Elyes immature while pouting is why I love this show. They are both problems, and they both love it.
And now Elyes is going to eat like a commoner because he loves his Happy Human.
AND HE WILL SUFFER BECAUSE OF IT! Watching a person sweat when they eat something spicy is the closest I will get to experiencing real love because it makes my heart so happy. He is just eating in pain and being miserable all because he loves a boy.
Pat is me, and I am Pat. Never been happier than watching a man try not to cry.
The bathroom scene is perfection! They are both naked, vulnerable, no colors, no barriers between them, and Elyes is sooooo happy.
But Pat? Oh, Pat has Elyes all heated up and now he is about to hurt him with hard questions, and I am thrilled!
Look! Look at his face. Realization is hitting him! They are entering into a fight that he didn't even see he was walking into!
LOOK AT HIM!
And now we are right back to the point the colors keep making — Elyes is doing the most all so he doesn't have to do the bare minimum. Pat has said he loves him. Pat has shown he is loyal. But Elyes is so afraid that if he says "I love you" back that it's all going to blow up the same way it did with Run, but by him not saying it, Pat won't continue to be in what he believes is a one-sided situationship. Elyes already used the day's quota of brain cells, but I need my pendejo to stop arguing while literally naked, and instead get emotionally exposed, and TELL PAT HE LOVES HIM!
But instead he is going to put a hit out on the person who hurt Pat even though his ass has been emotionally hurting Pat for years.
Doing the damn most when he could be doing the bare minimum. I hate him (affectionately).
#never change elyes!#bad guy my boss#color coded boys in love#this could never be my guilty pleasure#because I don't feel guilt#all I feel is lots of pleasure#every week is exactly what I need from this show#seriously! I love Elyes#he is just so stupid#episode nine#the colors mean things
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#David Tennant#DI Alec Hardy#Broadchurch#my gifs#Damn the tenderness! The kindness!#The way he tries to soften the irreversible blow by easing her into it#Asking her first what she was doing#in order to then ask if she saw Joe come to bed#and then coming to her side of the table#Alec Hardy is the kindest man Broadchurch will ever have the privilege of knowing#the way he scrambles up and rushes over to be there for her as she falls apart#the way he keeps a steadying comforting hand on her#the way he has his hand out ready to steady her even when he's not touching her!#the way he keeps his voice as non-threatening and non-challenging as possible every time she pleads & he has to shatter her hopes#oh also! also! the way he considers for a long time when she asks to see Joe#He KNOWS it's against procedure. He KNOWS she's unstable now. But he can't not give her the only thing she asked for that he can give.#I'm going to gif this scene over and over so if using the Broadchurch tag is abusing the tag pls someone let me know#and I'll make up my own tag for Broadchurch#I need to do a gifset that includes Ellie but it will have to be side by side#and I want to do another gifset with only the gifs that have the same angle because it's sth my autistic brain won't shut up abt#oh my heart those two! <3 <3 <3#These are seven gifs. Is that a long post? I don't know if I should tag this as long post#I'm very sorry to anyone who felt this was a long post and I didn't tag it. I hate that color of the sky post. it's unrelentingly long#I'm sincerely sorry if this is the same situation
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"Hello?" Rusty calls out, slamming his breaks to a stop, causing his train to jostle a bit behind him. Rusty turns around and apologizes quietly before standing up as tall as he can and calling out to the fellow piece of rolling stock who seemed to be by themself on the rail. Rusty was uncertain of how to proceed. This wasn't just some debris he could pick up and move...this machine could be hurt. He didn't want to travel any further until he was certain they were okay. "Are you alright?" Rusty calls out again, and for good measure, he whistles loudly. The kind of whistle used as an attention getter by little switching engines...he hadn't quite grown out of that habit.
#starlight express#starlight express rp#stex#stex rp#roleplay blog#📝Starter Prompts!#gonna post a punch of starters because I have been thinking abt my Rusty SOOO much I wanna do things with him#but I can't write fics for some reason. brain won't let me.#so rp is the easier and more fun option
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Fortitude Privilege {Staring Yu/Na and Base Inspector} (A short story)
After everything had settled down, they let Kafka do what-the-fuck-ever. That also includes snuggling on his boyfriend at anytime during work hours.
Vice Captain Hoshina was the first to leave the training room when Iharu passed by with a new recruit. He was showing her around the expansive base when he was presented with an opportunity to have a down to earth meet-and-greet with the base's second in command.
"Hey! Vice Cap! Good timing. Yunna, this is our Vice Captain Hoshina. Vice-Cap, this is Yunna. She's a transfer from Division Seven." Iharu took the lead on the introductions while the two of them were exchanging salutes. They all began trading questions with each other, busy distracting themselves with platitudes to not notice another person turning a corner and coming up behind Hoshina. A tall, burly, and clearly tired individual shambled up behind the vice captain and slumped over his shoulder unceremoniously, almost knocking him over.
"Oof, Kafka! Is everything okay?" Hoshina said calmly at the intruder. The man he called Kafka just wrapped his arms lopsidedly around Hoshina's left shoulder as he dug his face into the crook of his neck on the right.
" 'M fine. Drained" He mumbled incoherently, sacrificing vowels in his state of exhaustion. He nuzzled his nose affectionately in the curve of Hoshina's neck and took a noticeable whiff. "New cologne's nice."
Yunna, the new recruit, became visibly flushed as she continued to stare on. Iharu was already completely desensitized to this and just continued his conversation with the Vice Captain. Noticing the state of shock on the newcomer, Iharu took a second to explain what was happening.
"This is Kafka Hibino. He's the Captain's and Vice Captain's boyfriend. Everyone has learned to just let him get away with this bullshit." Iharu smiled cheekily at Yunna after he had finished.
"What am I supposed to do when he's like this? Tell him 'No'?" Hoshina said as he crossed his arms. He felt the rumbling of deep throated laughter coming from the man on his shoulder.
"Conveniently leaving out the fact that I'm also a kaiju." Kafka said as he lifted his head a little just to speak clearly. Yunna made a small squeak of surprise as the revelation made all the pieces click into place.
Down the hallway behind Iharu, everyone could hear another person aggressively shouting as they came down their direction.
"Aw, shit." Hoshina whispered under his breath.
"Who's that?" Iharu questioned as he turned around to look.
"Base Inspector. Probably looking for me to bitch about something inane." Hoshina continued. Iharu took that as a sign to whisk the new person off to a different location, sensing a need to disappear before he got themselves caught in possible corporate crossfire. Hoshina prepped his best Resting Bitch Face as the lanky inspector approached viciously.
"Afternoon, Inspector." Hoshina said in a deadpan manner. He took a longer look at the man coming toward him and noticed he recognized none of the man's features.
'Hmm. I wonder if he's new?' Hoshina thought. His hopes were raised a little, thinking that this possibly new base inspector wouldn't have the same stick up his ass like the last two did.
"Vice Captain Hoshina. Just the person I was looking for." The inspector called out. He opened his mouth to begin what was most certainly about to be a mindless rant concerning some slighted offence over some breach in paperwork or protocol, but quickly shut it when he noticed Kafka making no move to acknowledge his presence.
"Well, I was going to bring up your continued disregard to execute less leniency toward how officers structure their reports, but now it seems I should take over instilling basic officer conduct as well." The Base Inspector straightened his square framed glasses and leveled the most demeaning glare at the tired, hairy, lump that had made its place on Hoshina's shoulder.
"Oh, lay off. He said he's tired." Hoshina countered. He was beginning to wonder if a mightier-than-thou attitude was a requirement to being an inspector.
"Lethargy is no excuse for blatant indifference to higher authority." The stringy looking man sniffed haughtily. A threatening, rolling, and loud inhuman growl emanated from Kafka, still not looking up from his place at Hoshina's side. Hoshina chuckled as he ruffled his hair while he talked to him.
"Mind being a dear and head up to Mina's office for a bit? The only adult in the room needs to discipline this child, apparently." Hoshina spoke in hushed tones, sounding incredibly loving into Kafka's ear. Only a more disappointed growling whimper was heard in response.
"You could beg for more cuddles if she's in there." Hoshina sang quietly as he nosed Kafka's hair. The slacked-spined man lifted his head to stare disapprovingly at the unwanted interloper before planting a smooch to his Vice Captain's cheek and walked away, radiating an irritated aura all the way down the hall. The two that were left followed his path and waited for him to turn around a corner before continuing the discussion.
"You do know that having a relationship between a higher authority figure and an officer is prohibited, correct?" The inspector said as he turned back to face Hoshina.
"You know that man has a fortitude rating, correct?" Hoshina snarked.
"Don't you mean an aptitude rating?" The inspector returned wearily.
"No, fortitude." Hoshina reiterated firmly as he stepped closer into the inspector's personal space, " Ya'know, because he's a kaiju and all." The inspector tried not to express it, but he seemed taken aback. first from the clear hostility, then from realizing what Hoshina meant.
The inspector's lips flapped open and closed for a moment before letting slip a small, simple "oh."
"Were you not made aware that we had such a person within our ranks?" Hoshina asked poignantly.
"I was made very aware of such personnel." The inspector said as he adjusted his glasses again, "What I wasn't made aware of was how much leniency he seems to be permitted to have because of such an obscenely paltry standing." The inspector spoke with baseless higher authority, attempting to recover from finding himself on the back step. Hoshina could feel his lips being stretched thin over his teeth as he felt the need to use them to rip the throat out of this obstinate and unwarranted trespasser.
"Then you should have also been made aware of how that man had not only saved the lives of millions, but also saved the planet six times over consecutively." While being shorter than the inspector, Hoshina did a fine job of making it seem like he was towering over the other man.
" As... notable... as those achievements are, it shouldn't take away the fact that a relationship between an officer and a Vice Captain is unconducive to to the workplace since it could be used to unjustly gather sway in one's ranking." The base inspector held his position in the conversation, but was forced to slink down in height as he cowered under Hoshina's invasive presence.
"Ohh, trust me. The higher ups have made it very clear that he's already achieved the highest ranking they'll allow him, and that's being an exploitable weapon." Wrath tinged the edges of his words as he managed to climb higher over the base inspector.
"There is nothing in this world that he hasn't earned by not working his ass off for. So excuse me for thinking that the least he's owed is the right to express some fuckin' PDA." Hoshina could feel the tips of his lips curl into an unfriendly smile with an uncanny amount of teeth showing.
"If you really want to drag rank over this and piss off a man who's capable of leveling all of Western Japan for no decent reason, be my guest. If you have nothing drastically important to talk about, like something that's impeding the health and wellness of my officers, then I bid you farewell and hope your day is as wonderful as you are." Hoshina reclined back onto his heels and crisply marched away from the inspector, who still wasn't recovered from the invasion of personal space and was stuck being slant backwards, even as Hoshina moved out of eyesight.
Minutes later, Hoshina had found himself in Mina's office. Hoping to join in on Kafka's sudden bout of needed physical closure, he slipped past the threshold and quietly dumped his gym bag next to the door. Taking up most of the center of the room in front of the desk, was Mina, sandwiched between Bakko and Kafka. Reclined against the tiger formed monster, Mina looked silently overjoyed to have an asleep Kafka nestled between her legs as he rested his head on her stomach. Laying tilted on his side, the left portion of his face was buried in Mina's clothes while his arms had dug a hold around her midsection, framing his head. A low vibration hung in the air, getting louder as Hoshina snuck over.
"Need me to pry him off?" Hoshina lovingly muttered into Mina's forehead as he planted a small smooch as well.
"Later. Now, I need you to grab my phone!" Mina tried to contain her excitement as quietly as she could while gently brushing her free hand through Kafka's hair, the other being trapped under his heavy shoulder.
"Yes, he looks adorable, doesn't he?" Hoshina playfully rolled his eyes as he made moves to stand up.
"Well, yes, but you can't tell me you can't hear this?" Mina's smile was wide as she looked up at Hoshina. He took a second to listen as he processed the low rumble in the room.
"Is... is that not Bakko purring?" Hoshina questioned.
"No, he's awake!" Mina harshly whispered in joy as she jabbed her finger behind her, "This is all him!" She pointed her finger again at Kafka, emphasizing her revelation.
Hoshina made a quiet, deep throated cackle as he comically tiptoed around her desk to grab the phone and pull up the camera. He managed to settle onto the floor and shimmy his way under Mina's free arm as he held the camera close to Kafka's face. They got at least a good minute of audio, starring his purrs before Hoshina decided to end it there, not wanting to push their luck.
"It's a shame he can't purr all the time. Instead of the sleep talking, I mean." Mina commented as Hoshina made himself more comfortable in their embrace on the floor.
"We wouldn't be able to get out of bed in the morning if he did." Hoshina muttered sleepily as he finally stopped shifting when he found a good spot to settle into. Mina brushed his hair for a second while she returned the forehead kiss from earlier before relaxing into the warm and heavy pile she had unintentionally made for herself.
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I hate to ask this from ya, but... Have you seen this yet? If you didn't have an opinion one way or another, that's fine. Just wanted to ask.
#I need to stop procrastinating on my fanfiction with other fanfiction.#Anyway#Kafka should be allowed leniency for random bullsh*t because he's technically a threat to society.#he should just flex the whole “I'm a Kaiju and you can't stop me” thing more often.#I like to picture that he doesn't listen to Narumi or Hasegawa while in the field AT ALL (After the story ends of course.)#He'll at least hear out any other division leader but won't guarantee he'll do what they say.#He only definitively listens to Mina or Hoshina.#I also think that the lines between Human and Kaiju traits should become a grey area.#About Yunna#I can't read X Reader fic that have (y/n) in the dialogue.#not because its cringe but because my mind can't fill in the blank like that.#so I've started reading (y/n) as Yunna/ a separate entity in the story. basically a fill in for me that my brain can work with.#I also hope I've been successful in making Mr. Base Inspector an unredeemable buracratic *sshole.#I should also say that Kafka still acts like a soldier#I.e. he still salutes/stands at attention/trains with everyone#they just let him get away with having two partners and publicly snogging them.#i had like four different iterations of the conversation between Hoshina and Base inspector and this turned out to be none of them?#I don't know where they all went so I think this ended up being an amalgamation of them all?#my contribution to the HoshiMinaKaf agenda#kaiju no. 8#kafka hibino#soshiro hoshina#kn8#kaiju no 8#mina ashiro#Hoshiminakaf#kafhoshimina#polyamory#polycule#will NOT be posted to Ao3
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If you're waiting for a reply from me, I'm really sorry for the wait! I have most of them written in drafts, but I'm holding on to all of them except the resonance thread (Resi is a fickle muse sometimes and I don't want to lose him while he's working with me) because I'm trying to get some artwork done for commissions and gifts!! I plan to release threads come Friday, but i really appreciate the patience! ^^
#i promise i'm still interested in writing with everyone! I know i don't gotta explain myself#but. alas. My special interest is writing. And I cannot draw if I Owe Replies because my brain simply won't let me#so i write them and then hold them until i've made the progress i need to and then i get to release them as a treat#So thank you everyone who doesn't mind waiting!! I'm giving you smooches on the cheeks if you want them!!#and i'm SO excited to continue so many of these threads <3#tristan rambles#update#I WILL happily answer DMs/IMs or asks though! since they're usually not anything i can't set aside while working and get back to when i can
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i've been diving a lot deeper into adhd symptoms and comorbidities and misdiagnoses and whenever i tell my boyfriend something i learned that sounds like me he responds with something like
#idk he knows me more than anyone bc i can't hide the parts i'm ashamed of from him#last night he was like. yeah EYE think you have adhd but i'm just some guy#idk i'm excited about this not because i want to be Quirky for internet reasons. yknow. but bc i've felt like an impostor of a human being#and i have no sense of self and i can't get myself to do basic tasks and the thought of doing something i don't want to do#genuinely makes me want to throw up/my brain shuts down/i can't think or talk or function to the point where i can't work.#so i can't support myself. so i feel terrible about myself. and i've been in and out of therapy for 20 years and have numerous diagnoses#that have never really felt like they fully encapsulate what's going on. and like. i've kinda just internalized that i'm not as good at#being a person as everyone else because i struggle so so much. like yeah i did well in school but i had to sacrifice literally everything#else to do that. idk how everyone else is managing to have a job and hobbies and friends#i get to pick like. one now. i used to be able to juggle everything to some degree although i felt like i was being careless in all areas#except school. i'm so scared of making mistakes or starting anything or talking to new people or trying new hobbies#because i know it won't interest me more than a couple weeks MAX and i'll feel listless and restless again#and i've come to understand this as part of who i am at my core. i'm just someone who can't commit and isn't reliable or a good friend#i just want so badly for that not to be the case because i want so badly to not be stuck like this#idk im going home to talk to my dad this weekend and just rest because i'm really really not doing well#which is why i'm scrambling to try to figure out what's going on with me because idk how much longer i feasibly can do this#and i might be moving back to the pnw bc therapists in pa don't work with medicaid#and no psychiatrists near me are taking new patients. and i can't work to get on private insurance. but therapists in or do work w medicaid#so idk. again if youre diagnosed w adhd and this sounds not like someone who is consuming social media brain rot content about adhd#but rather someone whose experiences you identify with. please let me know. please please#i am reaching out to professionals also but things move slowly and i'm trying to compile evidence so i don't sound like i'm making it up
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feel like I'm gonna throw up from the standards I've imposed on myself idk
#melone.txt#I can't practice writing one question because I'm worse at it and now my brain won't even let me try for fear of it not being perfect#I HATTEEEEEEEEEEEEE it here
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Just wanted to tell you that whenever I get on Tumblr, I genuinely enjoy your posts and what you talk about. You're very honest and real, and it doesn't feel like you're posting to get likes or attention, it's just you. Sharing. And I really (not the word I'm trying to think of, but in a way it is) appreciate? Enjoy? you. : }
Aww, that's nice.
Take this random out of context screenshot from a movie I was watching the other day (2 weeks ago actually)
#it's true I don't really post to become famous or anything it's I do it because I want to#although some engagement wouldn't hurt. gives a little motivation in a sense. I mean I'm sharing things online people might as well see#else I could just. keep them to myself or something idk#anyway let's not dive too deep to that#I'm rambling now sorry#ask#not anon#not art#the movie is 'the talented mr Ripley'. pretty nice movie. won't spoil anything#btw good thing you enjoy my posts because there's a lot of them (I try to keep it interesting but how interesting can it really be)#I wonder what fandom you're here for. and how boring it must be for people who followed me for one thing to suddenly see me switch to#something else entirely... I can't help it. I don't choose the things my brain wants to be interested in#(I do contribute to it but then again I am my brain. in a way. so maybe I do choose them..)
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stuck in the what-if spiral 😭
#my brain convincing me that my what ifs are real bc of my vivid imagination... like imagining it makes it feel real#and adhd causes memory issues so I'm just. comparing it to other imaginary scenarios and/or real memories#to try and prove that my dumb spiraling isn't real or anything but to my brain I'm so scared that it almost makes it real l#literally mentally traumatizing myself because my brain won't let go of this anxiety that I've rolled my eyes at for years#like!! help!!! I'm fixating!! I've never fixated like this before but I've also never thought of A Scenario before#which is why I'm convincing myself it's real even though the logical part of me is like ????? no???????#the problem is that my anxiety brain convinces me that the logical part is just denial#which is why what-if anxieties are so dangerous for me#especially in the summer#bc then I can't think about ANYTHING else and I rationalize way too much#my mom is like ''are your worries (which I've described to her in vague terms) true? and if they're not stop worrying''#and I'm like BUT THE WHAT IF IS WHAT IF I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S TRUE!!!!!#there is no way to move beyond this that I can see it's all consuming#how can I be so totally fine for part of the day and then become non-functional with anxiety like this so quickly#and then pivot back to being totally fine later??? what's wrong with me?? why does everything feel Worse and more important this time???
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So fucking pissed at people who say that hyperspecific labels “make the queer community look bad” or “is just pure attention seeking”, NO MF I JUST LIKE HAVING A NAME FOR THINGS I FEEL.
Like, my situation with gender is so fucking complicated that having a person coin something such as “dazegender” was so good to me, and I still have a complicated relationship with gender !! I’m so glad for whoever coined the term “Omnisexual/romantic” because it would've been a living nightmare to do mental gymnastics to feel like I fitted pan or bi.
“But those are spectrums” do people treat them as such ? Do they really ? Plus it's just difficult to my head to grasp the concept of “spectrum” it either is or is not, that's how my brain works personally. (My brain needs to be able to name things, basically. And also to know exactly what to do, if we're talking about chores, per say).
In today's generation so many people (me included) just find it SO HARD to put their feelings into words that it is genuinely a blessing to have labels that can label what we feel so precisely (to us, at least), “but you're overcomplicating something that should be simple” feelings are so far from being simple, honestly, and what is simple to you may not be to me, and that's okay, just don't call me attention seeking or whatever.
Also, also !! Hyperspecific labels/flags just make me (at least) feel more validated, since it makes it clear to me that I'm not alone in the way I feel and it kinda validates me (in a good way) :] And it's the Queer Community after all, so I think it's past the time we start actually acting like that.
#★﹐echos lost into the vastness of space#tldr ; just let people do whatever they want as long as they aren't creating labels such as “MAP” or “animesexual” istg#this post was brought to you by#A Random Video I Saw Talking About How Cupiosexual People Are Not Valid !#not going to tag this because i just won't. know. how to deal with people wanting to fight#i will hear your arguments against this tho#(if you have any)#doesn't mean i will agree#but that's ok. you don't have to agree with me either ! just. be kind. please.#this is kinda vent-ish but it's just something I've been dealing with for a really long time#my brain likes having names to thing such as feelings. attraction. gender. aesthetics. personality traits. etc#i know people are really against this thing of hyperspecific labels (or even aesthetics. i see a lot of discourse on that)#but some people are. just. Like That™#and while i do agree humanity can't be properly labelled#i enjoy having labels ! helps me to not feel insane and actually feel normal and comfortable with myself#also if i can't name a feeling. thing or if i don't have clear instructions on something i'll simply not work#anyways#thanks for coming to my tedtalk#and also happy pride for both people with simple labels and people with hyperspecific labels !! all valid ! :] 🏳️🌈🏳️🌈
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remember when i said over a year ago that vegapunk's arc would start revealing even more of sanji's power and potential and how hard that was worrying me? yeah
#i'm clearly talking to myself here since this blog is basically a corner of my brain#but last chapter having sanji deflect a light beam and both kizaru and franky reacting the way they did#and zoro commenting in wano you cannot possibly block a laser... lmao....lmao!#ooooh man i just. feel oda is cooking something for sanji. and since there was a parallel with the wings of the pirate king#in recent chapters (where oda typically shows both sanji and zoro fighting and not just one of them)#just... man. man! man. lol#i know i can't let myself go and talk about all things going through my mind anymore because of. lol guilt and fear of being annoying#but god. that moment stirred something in me. like you're resurrecting a fucking corpse#so i am both scared and excited about next chapters and what this means for sanji#i was saying from DAY ONE of this arc being centered about vegapunk that it would eventually#touch on sanji and this is it. this is happening#if this for some reason isn't it. and oda will for some reason just let this slide or die in the shadows? i won't understand it#because of JUDGE and VEGAPUNK and QUEEN being partners and being linked to vegapunk! like come on. the connection is there#and this laser deflecting thing seems to finally touch on this red thread i've been holding with both my fingers like an insane person#so yeah. lol. listening to a video right now about it and finally. FINALLY i see SOMEONE ELSE point out that#not mentioning judge still is giga weird. so here's hoping. here's hoping#also lol it was very fun to be on reddit and look at so many people being MAD that sanji managed to do that. and that we got a little bit o#mr prince vibes. LMAO STAY MAD. my boy is being treated good right now and i can't wait for oda to destroy me#(again) lol#GG rambles
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motivation where are you....... where did you go motivation........... please come back.................... i need you............................
#i want to write. i want to draw. but i CAN'T GRGGHHGHGGHHHHH#as soon as i get my hands on more effective meds i WILL#1. start drawing more#2. start making more videos (GOTTA DO THAT HOT TO GO THING WHEN I GET HOME)#3. start writing more#because i have so many ideas it's just MY BRAIN WON'T LET ME MAKE THE IDEAS#mia has a stupid thought
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every few months my love of Grace Armstrong grabs me by the throat and whips me against the wall like a ragdoll
she is SUCH A GOOD CHARACTER i wanna post about her more but my thoughts get so incoherent cuz theres just!! so much to dive into!!
#she's got a hero complex#she's falling apart#she can't let herself fall apart while everything around her is crumbling#someone needs to stand up and protect the people of hope county#and she's qualified. she's killed before.#she can shoot and she's damn good at it#her dad raised her with a lot of love and he was someone she admired and wanted to grow up to be like#but its so blatant that there's that like. aggressive military culture that told her what it means to be A Hero#and how there's nothing more valiant and selfless than Serving Your Country#making The Ultimate Sacrifice for The Greater Good#(i KNOW theres a more succint word for this its just escaping me. its such an inescapable facet of US culture u know?)#all of that culminates to someone who believes theyre one of the last bastions of hope in fighting off tyranny#she's still reeling from losing her father but she won't let herself take a moment to breathe because she thinks she needs to Be Strong#i just!!! she does things to my brain!! someone give this girl a hug and a fucking vacation
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i think having TF2 as a special interest really early in my childhood influenced so many things about myself and my identity.... my gender is big men my sexuality is big men and my sense of humour is big men. i even named myself after the "very tiny and scrawny but still big" big man and i think about all the big men in TF2 on a semi daily basis,,,,,, anyway yeah i like the men in TF2 :)
#tf2#this post is nigh incomprehensible#this is the true effects of autism...... having such a big special interest that it literally influences half of your entire sense of self#i think this is why i feel gender euphoria playing crusty old source games#like i literally feel so connected to TF2 it's crazy#i'm currently listening to a TF2 YTPMV and have it in the corner of my screen and my brain is just going ''ahh... the song of my people''#i look at scout tf2 and i go ''he is just like me!!!''#man's got adhd and likes being an asshole to the other team on the battlefield and if that isn't relatable i don't know what is#i also occasionally play as engineer and i always put my sentries in the most bitchy spots ever#like you're taking a stroll over to the point and you're like ''oop. level 3 sentry that i can't get rid of because the fucker behind it-#-won't stop helicopter parenting it. welp.'' that's my gendar#scout main to engineer main redemption arc to scout main villain arc because my sentries kept exploding pipeline#that made absolutely zero sense.#i usually play on training mode because i'm too shy to play on casual again yet and let me tell you#the amount of times i've yelled at the engineer bots because they just won't build a damn dispenser next to their sentries is insane#like maintaining a sentry would be SO MUCH EASIER if you just built a dispenser nearby. like.#when you play engie you start to not even worry about your health anymore because you're too concerned with your metallic kids to care#it's like ''oh i'm at 2 hp. wow. OH SHIT MY SENTRY GOT HIT ONCE AND LOST A SINGLE BAR OF HP I NEED TO HEAL HIM!!!!! MY SON!!!'#and you never end up dead somehow because dispenser#and when you do die it's like torture looking at the spectating cam and seeing your sentry get shot at and not being there to help it#it's like ''nooo... my son.... please i need to heal my son..... i can't bare to watch''#i should invest in a wrangler.... hmmmm......#anyway this post is... so autism! it's great we love to see it!#autism#i'm very tired yet feel very energised.... i'm having a neurodivergent moment hang on#spy sappin my executive functioning#my brain is literally just 3 scouts and 2 engineers doing do si do with 'erectin a river' blasting really loud at the moment#YIPPEEKIYAHIYAAAAAHYKIYO - my brain when special interest
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#for some reason tiktok has showed me a lot of videos from a hospice nurse today and what was my first fucking thought?!?!?!?!#a simi story#listen up my fucked up brain i won't fucking write sad stories. no fucking way. do dying no sad end no no no.#and now i'm sitting here crying over these videos while i should pack my stuff for tomorrow to move away#i don't even know how this nurse's page ended up on my for you page when i only watch f1 makeup and graphic design videos#i hate these emotional rolecoasters#like... carlos on pole today = happiness and positivity and i don't let anyone to fuck up my mood i even eat one of my fave foods because#this was my last full day at home and now i'm sitting on my bed after i cried my eyes out and i'm just sad and scared#for some reason all day i was thinking about wanting to write a short little something for myself with one of my fave topics as comfort but#then i didn't write it because i don't want people to think i'm obsessed with that topic or something and i didn't really have the#motivation to write because after writing for prompts this summer it's really hard to write without prompts i mean like without someone#waiting for the story and without someone requesting it#i want to write cute stories and i want to write about that one topic over and over again but it's so difficult because... i can't not#care about what people might think if they saw i have like five stories about it or so and i want more#i sometimes don't know what to do with my thoughts and emotions#my useless posts
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comic assigment for school. The dialouge is really corny (because I spent almost no time thinking it through) so you're not getting any translation from me. Only fellow polish people can laugh at my writing skills (please don't, I'm already in tears).
#sheerak#school stuff#like I already showed it to some people and everytime I said pls don't read the text pls but they said it sounds weird anyway#anyway the context is that the little creature is this field doctor's hallucination caused by strong medicine he takes.#and the patient is like haha wouldn't it be nice if you gave me the same pills because you don't seem to be in pain at all doctor#and the doctor is like no fuck off (nicely)#and then he talks with the creature and she says something that pisses him off and he's like#“Maybe I should stop taking this medicine I've had enough talking to you”#i said no translation then did half of the translation#because backgrounds killed my grandma#i hate the colors but my brain is a liquid now I can't do better#anyway I'm tired send help#this was a draft made this morning Jesus take the wheel I won't survive till wednesday#also when I was creating Johan's design back in previous semester I had no idea we would have to make a comic with the same character later#and in my concept art he has all these robotic arms right and I was like yeah I'm not drawing this shit again#let's say he has a big port on his back and the arms can be just plugged off#and it's designed only for his port#the creature's name is Shally she is from my animation assigment#we have to print it on A3 format#DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW BAD IT'S GONNA LOOK THAT BIG????#I'm not made to create things for printing please cmyk what#they are like yeah print this print that but never actually explain shit about cmyk or other things.#I have to live in denial that I know what I'm doing#a friend offered me to share a table with them at one convention to sell my stuff (which I don't have) and I think I'm not strong enough#to bear the calculations of preparing all this#would you buy my the owl house fanarts if they were stickers would you#congratulations if you made it that far in my tag essay here kudos for you#jak wytkniecie mi literówkę to wybuchnę czytałam ten tekst tylko raz bo byłam zbyt ashamed of myslef
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