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Also speaking of my son Dism scrolling through windows help forums is so fun because yay :) that's my son :)
#this is my son the Diagnostic Image Servicing and Management tool and if anything happened to him i would kill everyone in this room#and then myself :P#not that Dism was actually named after that though. The origins are worse actually.#Originally I planned to take that knowledge to the grave but now it's between me and my wife :3#I'm not sure if it gets worse or better with the fact he was named after another person's oc in addition to where I found the name first!#And before you ask no they're NOTHING alike#ones a mysterious dick antagonist with a throne and white hair and the other is sweet bean protagonist with insecurities and a hero complex#it's honestly impressive how little they share in common!#but aaa it's not all fun. reading the community posts on that channel is a. concerning experience.#and it feels a little bad when my project has brought me happiness and camaraderie#but this other passion project appears to have done. the opposite.#not that I can control any of that or that I put any stake in it. But I can lament#and hope not to repeat the same mistakes if I ever elevate YHNN to something beyond itself#sorry that got a bit depressing. but that's how fast my brain thinks!#It's also why distraction measures are good before i start having a meltdown#if you can catch me before my brain goes down that thought process and path that is :P#just pav things
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because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.
you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.
you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.
don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.
if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.
you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:
how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!
aren't you happy yet?
#almost wrote the champagne line as ''effervescent'' but legit could not write it without saying ''effervescent like a snail''#ah tumblr...#writeblr#warm up#idk . having trouble writing rn#ps i don't like to talk about it . it is my medical information. but before you ask. yes this is about being on the spectrum#i really don't like when ppl make my writing about how im [whatever ID]. i want it to ring true for the people who it rings true for#i don't want it to be like ''awwwww look at this person!!! she's the EXCEPTION!!! :)" .....#no.... not really.....#idk something gross happens whenever i admit to certain conditions and i turn into like inspiration p*rnography#like yes they actually let us use keyboards these days#furthermore i just... dont feel comfortable talking about this part of me. i had too bad of a childhood. adhd is one thing...#this one im like. still coming to terms with. which is like. my own journey.#idk. just please be kind. some things are more private than others. this one feels private to me.#i do not know how to help others w/this . and i do not know how to help myself. i will talk about it if im ever ready. idk if that will#actually ever happen#ty in advance i love u im kissing you we are kissing somewhere on the spectrum
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that's right babygirls i still have more JKAWLKLSDF
i always thought it'd be fun if ladybug had wings so i gave her some bc yes
#miraculous ladybug#mlb#miraculous tales of ladybug and chat noir#ladybug#chat noir#adrien agreste#plagg#my art#bloodily pulling myself out of art block and art burnout still#so im trying diff ways of like sketching and such from what i usually do#been p effective thus far SDFSD tryina cut down on what i find most tedious#scheduled#i hope tumblr doesn't delay it i set it for 9 pm DSFKLSD
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Sophocles, from "Electra: A Tragedy," translated by Anne Carson
#lit#sophocles#anne carson#electra#words#sometimes i shock myself...#fragments#selections#ancient greek tragedy#p
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madoka magica x 2001: a space odyssey
#trying to let myself be weirder this year#this wasnt my idea tho my friend joey put it into my head and i couldnt stop thinking about it#puella magi madoka magica#madoka magica#pmmm#2001 a space odyssey#madoka kaname#homura akemi#sayaka miki#crossover#art tag#:P
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friend wanted to see my tumblr, and when i told him i can’t show it to him bc it’s basically my personal diary he went “oh so I can’t see it but a bunch of strangers on tumblr can??” he literally does not get me. no one will get me like the people in my phone get me
#It’s just so different#even though it’s public it still feels secret and safe. i feel comfy sharing a lot more on here than I do in my actual day to day life lol#in my head I’m also just speaking to myself 90% of the time which helps#if a friend off tumblr saw my thoughts I’d feel so weird ab it#esp bc they might get the vagueposting about certain situations and tell mutual friends#no thank u. this is for me. I’m not about to start censoring my thoughts bc someone I know knows my tumblr#u guys literally saw me have LIVE BREAKDOWNS#meanwhile I’ll have the worst fucking day in history and tell no one about it. I’m already cripplingly private but way more so in real life#this is basically a low stress journaling outlet for me. it’s so important for me to maintain the separation#like this is actually my diary & has been so handy for letting out emotions / articulating thoughts / staying on track !!#& I’ve met so many kind people on here who actually get me. which is so hard to find irl bc I’m surrounded by pre-med gunners/overachievers#who are by standard not very good w emotion & can be competitive/judgmental. or at least it’s hard for me to be vulnerable in front of them#and I’m part of that crowd so I reserve my emotions only to a handful of very close friends#it’s nice to hop on here and express negative emotions!! or positive emotions!! just whatever I want and it’s low stress and people get me#I don’t have to worry about judgment or competitiveness etc etc#like everyone on here is so kind & nice & understanding. & just a breath of fresh air from the types I run w. it’s just nice to have this#so idk that’s why I think I’ll always be strict about keeping the worlds separate. it just works#p
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FoM (fields of memes (pt1))
#aka i fuck around w rendering n coloring all day long :P#or just expel the ideas that have haunted me for a week#ive got a lot more of em help#fields of mistria#fom march#fom hayden#fom valen#fom holt#fom dell#my art#guys the fixation sure do be hyper or whatever#i need to like. slow down a little before i run myself into the ground 😭#dragging my ass away from my desk to watch jjba is what ive been trying#anyways do you like my shoe hcs for holt n dell :3c
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ocean blue how do you do
#ninjago#nya jiang#nya smith#nya ninjago#jay walker#jay ninjago#jaya#ninjago jaya#jaya ninjago#stormshipping#lego ninjago#aphid artisms#seabound#ninjago nya#ninjago jay#ok yay#wow so crazy#underwater so wonderful#you may be asking how jay is breathing down there#well ill tell you this#hes not#:p#i love this season so much ugh#nrg nya my roman empire#also i gave up with the fish holyyyy cannoli#i suck at drawng fish#i used myself and a stock image as reference lel#this is so much better than the last time i drew sea nya bc omg…#i looked at that piece again and im loling so hard oh my god#anyways hiiii 6 months improvement i suppose
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Miguel is the plan guy in this triad (however useless it is with a chaos incarnate in it) and he'll make sure of it one bad fashion statement at a time.
#logan howlett#wade wilson#miguel o'hara#wolverine#deadpool#spiderman 2099#poolverine#deadfang#i still am in denial and refuse to name this ship :P#deadpool and wolverine#spiderverse#i had so much fun thinking up the dumbest futurey clothes#not very creative that ones but they send the message#and please appreciate all the backgrounds of wtf bar goers and random gizmos in lab I did#I;m so proud of myself to spend so much time on a silly comic :3#but hey the ship is progressing nicely :3#logan and migs can bond on being annoying
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dan and phil as reductress headlines 4/?
#wanted to post non-tour content for my no spoilers girlies!!#myself included lol#also sorry the tatinof ss is shit it's from a bootleg LOL#dan and phil#phan#dan howell#phil lester#daniel howell#amazingphil#dpgdaily#dnpr#emmascrap#d&p
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the finished version of my wip from the other day! :D
the lil guy...
plus an alt version with original colors --
I like how both of them turned out! ^^
#my art#sonic#sth#sonic the hedgehog#sonic fanart#sonic fandom#kitsunami#kitsunami the fennec#kit the fennec#sonic idw#sonic idw spoilers#idw sonic#idw sonic spoilers#comic redraw#i feel like im setting high expectations for myself with my recent drawings - but i really do like doing this more detailed lineart style#it takes forever but i think its worth it :D#maybe if i get motivated ill do a redraw of surge in that panel too#reeeally trying to improve my style - to get it more consistent#debatable if its working or not but thats the learning curve right?#:P
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Guys, can we all please just appreciate Danny's handwriting??? Like what—
He can become ghost whenever he wants, beat bad ghosts, beat his future self, save the planet from the giant meteorite AND have this neat and curvy handwriting at the same time???
How much time did it take him to write his name during the test??????
Okay, I understand that kids had to write like this in 00s, but please, let's just appreciate, not think about it any further
#danny fenton#danny phantom#his “Test” and “Danny Fenton” like >>>>#though i have no idea what the rest of his work is about#i had to write in cursive till like 5th grade myself#but then teachers just stopped care about handwritings :P
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Hey, not to sound rude but like. You REALLY missed the point of undertale if you skipped the dialogue.
ive gotten 3 confused asks already about that last post. it seems i have vastly miscalculated the trajectory of this joke.
how quickly a fandom forgets their champions 😔
#anon#calling myself a champion in jest#but also i was a p big deal in the early fandom i think#because i liked it a lot!#and contributed a lot
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THOUGHT GAINED: INFERNAL ENGINES
PROBLEM
The world is ending. You know it, your neighbor knows it, the dealer knows it, the jailer knows it, the king and all his men know it. All one has to do is look around to see it— the future is curdling into something pale and incorporeal. The infernal machine that is this stupid world is going to blow, sooner rather than later. So what are you doing? Why are you still here? Why is anyone still here?
SOLUTION
You are doing the only thing worth doing. You are living. *Why,* you ask? Try and remember now. Remember your mother’s hand on your shoulder. Remember the taste of a fresh catch. Remember the times when you were kind to the dogs in the valley and they did not bare their teeth. Remember the weight of a child on your shoulders. Remember the stars throwing their light against the wall of sodium and smog. Remember singing until your throat was raw. Remember crying just as loudly and publicly, and the gentleness with which someone opened your curled fist and pressed a handkerchief into your palm. Crying, laughing, running, eating, screaming, haunting, loving, fighting, fighting, fighting. The fight fuels you, and you fuel the fight. You run yourself ragged just for a chance to keep running. You never stop. You cannot stop. The world depends on it. *You* are the infernal engine. You are the world. And, simply put: you want to live.
#disco elysium#thought cabinet#suicide tw#smth a little different#this is actually smth i would like to include in a full length one shot#but i think it’s gonna get edited p heavily for the fic this is just a first pass at it#but. i like this draft of it and i want to archive it#feels like me and all my loved ones have death on their minds most of the time lately…#reminding myself that keeping myself and all the ppl i care about on this earth is what everything is about#always and forever
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ive done a piano drop joke before and by god ill do it again. piano crashers
#the stanley parable#the stanley parable ultra deluxe#tspud#tsp#crows art#the narrator#stanley#GOD FINALLY GOT MYSELF TO FINISH#AND IM HAPPY WITH THE RESULT THANK GOD AAGAHHHHH#realized halfway that ive already made a piano drop gag joke thing before but. again. history repeats itself /SILLY#nah fr tho i didnt wanna just abandon it x-P#waving to the future from the past (queueing this the night before lol :-P )
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when solomon has sex with you for the first time, he makes sure to absolutely worship your body. during the first kiss scene with him, he said he's been waiting for a chance to do it. so with this, he's going to make sure his patience will pay off. not an inch of your skin will be unloved by him. it may have taken so long, but the end result will be perfect as the two of you are satisfied, love growing by the second
(Ooh, thank you for the food, anon!! Solomon's first kiss scene will forever have my heart) Reader is GN! :)
Minors DNI!
"Why don't you come just a little closer?"
You shift a little closer until there's no space between you two on the bed, and his lips are back on yours. His hand comes up to cradle your jaw, softly rubbing his thumb along to solidify in his mind that you are here and that this is happening.
Somehow, miraculously, he finally got you alone...and you want him too.
Though he fears he'll get too eager and move too fast for your liking, leading to crossing a boundary or scaring you away. So, he's careful, treating you as if you were glass, slow to do anything more than kiss you like this. Truthfully, he could just do this all night and he'd still be over the moon. But he can't deny in his heart the need for more.
His hand on your jaw slowly slides down your neck, simply letting his fingertips brush against the sensitive skin. It's warm, and he can feel your pulse thrumming just beneath. He wonders how it would feel against his lips.
Solomon reluctantly pulls away from your lips, leaning down to instead kiss along the column of your neck. It elicits a soft gasp, and he feels giddy that he can get such a cute response from you. It only serves him to want to hear more. A secondary motive.
With each article of clothing he removes from your body, he falls deeper in love as he sees his person bared completely to him. It signifies the trust you've built together. And he'll do everything to never lose it - a promise he quietly makes to himself.
From your neck, he lavishes kisses along your collarbones, down both of your arms, your shallowly rising and falling chest, your soft stomach, all the way down to your naval. Any further is iffy territory and he wants explicit permission before he does anything more.
Through a husky tone, he asks, "is this okay? Can I continue?"
Your approval and reassurance are resounding. The weight of worry eases a little, but he's still tentative to continue. He wants you to feel good. He wants this first time with you to be perfect. He can't help it, he's an ancient sorcerer in love for the first time in a very long time...if ever.
So, slowly, he ventures onward to where he sees the obvious impact he's had on you tonight. His talented silver tongue makes you squirm on the bed, your hands tangling in his soft locks as his name tumbles out of your mouth like a prayer. The taste of your sweet arousal is something he fears he could get addicted to.
Solomon can feel his own arousal growing past anything he's ever experienced before. He didn't know he had the capacity to feel so needy for someone else. Good lord, just what are you doing to him?
Once he feels he's prepped and pleasured you enough with his tongue and dexterous fingers, he pulls away to finally undress and bare himself to you. His eyes shift away nervously as he feels you studying his body now. He knows his skin is marred from centuries of living; the countless pact marks, scars he doesn't remember the stories of, and burns from experiments gone wrong. He's never felt self-conscious like this before, but it's another product of what you do to him.
When you sit up on the bed, crawling to him to brush your fingers along his skin, it takes his breath away. You aren't afraid to explore him. Tracing his pact marks, kissing his imperfections, never once showing disgust like he might've thought.
No, only care.
Solomon gently chases you back down onto the bed, crawling over your excited form with smiles and giggles exchanged in the otherwise quiet room. Once again, he gets your staunch permission before continuing. And once again, you reassure him that this is what you want. Any lingering doubt subsides, and with that, he lines himself up with your entrance and slowly slides in, letting you adjust once he's fully settled within you.
"D-Deus meus..."
His forehead rests against yours as his breathing turns ragged, reveling in how goddamn good you feel around him. It takes all of him to be patient, but he waits for your signal, and once he has it, he doesn't hesitate to start moving.
His hips snap against yours in deep, measured thrusts. Passionate kisses are shared, soft moans and grunts fill your ears, and his hands never once stop exploring your body. The love he gave it earlier wasn't nearly enough.
There's no rush. It's not frantic - it's not even desperate. It's slow and intimate as he guarantees you both feel good in this one moment of solitude.
Solomon isn't even thinking about afterwards or what those brothers might say. He's fully entranced by you. He makes love to you as if it's the last time he ever will.
Soon he brings you both to a mind-shattering orgasm. His body shudders above yours as he buries his face in your neck. The way you clench around him makes him consider asking for a second round. Though, he wants to take a break more - to love and care for you as needed. As carefully as he can, he pulls out, already missing being enveloped by you and your sweet body. The second his fatigued self hits the bed, you instantly cuddle up to him, locking him in place for the foreseeable future.
To say he's a little shocked is an understatement. Sure, you both just shared a moment of passion and pleasure, but there was still some part of him that wondered if you really wanted him. For you to take the initiative to cuddle up to him in the afterglow touches his heart. Solomon wraps his arms around you, humming at the shared warmth between your sweaty bodies and shielding you from the world outside of this room.
Tonight you're his. And he knows he'll always be yours.
#it be latin: deus meus - my god#couldn't help myself hehe#i dropped some angst into this but it's find and seek where's waldo edition... i.e. meaning it's not a lot#what's a little sex scene without a little sadness am i right?#edit: this is so hypnosis by sleep token coded#edit 2: i made some very minor changes because i wasn't completely happy with it the first time so if it's a little different that's why :p#obey me#obey me smut#obey me shall we date#obey me solomon#obey me solomon smut#solomon smut#obey me solomon x reader#jo writes spice
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