#and it'll be my fault for not knowing better

[microcosmiclymbic]

What do you do when you're too toxic for friends but you're supposed to heal in community?

[straydogged]

every single time I cough and have that very particular taste in my mouth... it takes me a moment to remember that I am not in 2022, I'm not dangerously sick. I do not have to physically see my parents ever again. I know I'm okay. logically. but the environmental triggers on top of this is just... so much. I'm miserable and putting on a brave face about it. I'm trying so hard to not spiral into medical trauma holders and health anxiety.

[running-in-the-dark]

hm. well now instead of being helpful I'm just sitting in a chair, so dizzy and nauseous that I can't get up 😬 while everyone else is moving boxes and everything. I can't even pack rn.

[ilkkawhat]

Heya! Hope you’re doing okay ❤️

well, i didn't cry today (and more importantly didn't cry at work in front of everybody) so I'm taking that as a sign that things are getting better...I hope 😅

[roxannes-love-letters]

*slides into your askbox* cowboy au?👀 I'd loveee to hear some of your thoughts🙈

Please don't do this to me I already have three wips I can't deal with more 🙈

BUT. Porchay and Kim.

The Theerapanyakun deal smuggled alcohol in the Wild West -not surprisingly, they are enemies with lots of other smugglers, it's a dangerous job. Porsche starts working for them to support Chay, but falls in love with Kinn, they marry. Chay falls in love with Kim, and in canon fashion, he confesses his love, but Kim is worried about his safety, so he cruelly refuses him.

Chay is heartbroken, but decides to go on with his life and starts sending letters with a girl on the other side of Texas. Porsche suggests Chay go visit (read: marry) her, problem is, no one can make the journey with him. And, of course, the Wild West is a dangerous place, he can't go alone. Who's the only person who can go with him? Kim.

Cue to Kim and Porchay traveling through the desert together, huddling together in the cold nights, fending bandits, bathing together in a river, making love tenderly under the starry Texas night, cough, you name it. Through that, Porchay keeps trying to convince himself that he doesn't love Kim anymore. Kim, on the other hand, has given up on trying to not love Porchay, and is hellbent on trying to get Porchay to marry the girl, so that he can be happy and safe, away from the dangers of being close to a Theerapanyakun. Kim is so in love with Porchay it's a bit pathetic, and he knows that Porchay staying with the girl will break his heart irremediably, but it's a price he's willing to pay for Porchay's happiness. (forced proximity, ungodly amounts of pining, Kim being sooo whipped for Chay you have no idea, but having to do so in silence because he'd rather lose an arm than tell Chay that he'll kill and die for him so his solution is just to. kill and die for Chay. Without telling him.)

I really really really shouldn't write this but the mental image of Kim taking off Porchay's hat so he can kiss him under the Texan dawn is a siren's song and I am but a humble sailor too close to the water for comfort.

[strawberrycamel]

hguh <- considering making a sideblog for a one piece bending au i have 1) come up with today, 2) want to share art/fic for that i haven't even made yet, 3) keep making more and more notes for to the point my hand is having the very rare yet very annoying occurrence of Cramps, 4) been assailed with so many domestic and gag ideas and a handful of really unoriginal fight scenes, and 5) as i'm typing this i'm realizing none of these are reasons not to make a sideblog and yet i am still paralyzed by the very likely fact that i will not want to bother with this whole idea tomorrow when the coffee has finally filtered fully out of my system and will have to do the proverbial walk of shame that is deleting the sideblog i made less than 24 hours prior

[stankhead]

was daydreaming about an avatar prequel series (between the events of Avatar Wan and the events of atla) and accidentally created a three season arc thats really fucking good and now I'm going insane because it'll never exist why did I do this to myself ..

[revenantghost]

I was planning on hopefully finishing up or getting close to finishing up drafting Hallowboned this week to get working on my VW bang fic and other deadline stuff without it hanging over me, but no, I can hardly even think straight and I’m angy ):< Yeet bodies, I hate corporeal forms

[altruistic-meme]

currently feeling very djajfjjsjfjjs grrrrr at my apartment people >:(

[somelazyassartist]

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[inmirova]

"it's easier to leave an abusive situation than it is to stop an abuser" :^( but it's not easy :^(

[ilovemylawyer]

finally got around to watching tazza (2006) and it sparked an evilive related inquiry in my mind...

you know in ep3 how ohjae holds his mic in a lil funny upright style?

well peep this gamblingrelated gangster's eerily similar pose in tazza (2006)

so my question is: is ohjae's stance a reference to this? is it a coincidence? is it referencing something even older that i haven't gotten to yet? are these two going up against each other in a 1v1 rap battle?

[eevyerndracaneon]

My brother is turning 38 in October and still lives with his in-laws. His partner is 40. His in-laws have dementia and constantly berate the both of them. There’s no shame in having to live like that, as tough as it is. It truly sucks to live in such a socioeconomic state.

Ultimately I know there's no shame in living under the roof of someone else well into my adulthood

It really is just the judgement from the people who own the place that makes me feel sickest, my mental health isn't the most stable in an environment like this and I'm constantly putting off my own health bc of extreme anxiety regarding judgement

I genuinely want to leave. I want to have a place of my own. But with the housing crisis and the fact that nobody seems to want to hire me for consistent paying work I feel so stuck

[steampoweredskeleton]

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Ignore

[phagodyke]

SUDDENLY STARTED RAINING SO HARD WE ARE SO FUCKING BACK

[arkon-z]

Hey, brain, question: why does the most minor amount of imagined stress fuck you up? It was an update we were waiting for and prepared to handle, but then you went and brought feelings into this and now you can't focus on our actual job.