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to the people asking on my last drawing if Cyclonus is sitting on Galvatron's lap, he absolutely is. Galvs manspreads too much for them to be able to sit normally side by side
#transformers#galvatron#cyclonus#galvacyc#maccadam#my art#goooo grandpas#youre at dennys and you see this happening a table over from u. wyd?#galvs when hes gone 0.5 seconds without being a public nuisance: cyclonus get on my lap Now
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Last AZ Dump, This time it's Junko with the cosplay that does NOT breathe and the very funny candid taken by a friend of me downing a whole bottle of water as a result. Ota is my next con(August in DC) and it is notoriously hot so don't expect to see this one up there.
Heat stroke is bad k? Hydrate before you die-drate
So what's next? I will be fixing up my Yukari one. People like it, I don't. So I am fixing that. I'll post up the full thing when I finish making it un-suck to here but if you like progress and doodles showing concepts before I do stuff ALL that goes on Instant Grams first though given their crappy AI Policy THAT may change. (this place will end up the last bastion of civilization by accident I swear)
I wonder how many times I can report the lack of an Opt out button as a bug before they ban me from being able to make reports. >:D
#touhou#touhou project#cosplay#junko touhou#touhou cosplay#animazement#Junko#My favorite pass time is being a public nuisance#Women want me
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at some point yall are gonna have to stop shitting on theater kids
like yeah yeah cringe weird or whatever but its just kids being happy. get over it. especially how many of yall are adults like do you feel big and strong making a kid feel ashamed of themself?
#a few light hearted jabs dont bug me#ive made fun of myself for being a theater kid before#but when it starts being SO constant and 'god theater kids are annoying and everyone hates them'#youre just being a dick#this is about a tag i just saw that said something like 'this is what the waitress theyre undertipping at midnight sees'#and like. not only is that just really mean. its also real weird to complain about KIDS undertipping??? or being a nuisance in public??#theyre kids!!!#damn this 14yo only has just enough money for their $10 meal what a dick
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i really don’t know how to explain to yous that, even without any other aspect of this, being constantly annoying in the main tags is grounds for being blocked. like. this is truly the most natural consequence of your actions. it’s not unfair or mean, it’s how people not wanting to see you and you doing your best to make that impossible goes. you’re being annoying, you get blocked.
womp womp, et cetera.
#if you’re on the blocklist you were being a public nuisance#apologising will not get you Off the blocklist it is there for practicality so people don’t have to see you spamming the tags#and admitting that you’re only upset because your posts now aren’t getting notes and you’re losing friends is. telling!#these are called consequences
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Destination Wedding (2018)
#so sick and twisted that this particular part isnt giffed nor screenshotted on tumblr#or if it was it's buried somewhere so deep *sobs*#out of context this just makes it look super lovey dovey mushy but with the context of them like#after an entire hour of them talking shit about other people this line is just so good#its like a mix between breaking the fourth wall and being a public nuisance cus you dont care about people and yet it's sweet#anw#destination wedding#destination wedding (2018)
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It's only harassment when they don't get their way. Butthurt baby baww brigade continues to kick and scream and throw toddler tantrums because they can't sweep me under the rug and silence me with their fascism.
I believe this quote from Mulan said it best
#Butthurt baby brigade#It's ironic that these kids (probably adults come to think of it) all kick and scream when someone calls them out#But then continue to do the exact behavior they were being called out on#Y'all are nothing but a bunch of namby pamby internet creeps who can't accept conflicting opinions and bully people into being quiet#All in the name of continuing your degenerate and unacceptable behavior#We're allowed to defend ourselves just like you're defending your exalted leader#It's not my fault y'all can't handle someone standing up against a bully when y'all drank deep from the koolaid#Listen-I went through hell in a handbasket with AI fuckboys doing the same exact shit#I've toughened up against this kind of treatment and I will not bow#So fuck you 🖕#Vix is on par with the Twitch stream “Prankers” that think they're funny but they're only a public nuisance
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public nuisance shit is so ANNOYYINGGGG it’s not FUNNY stop DISTURBING PEOPLE FOR UR TIKTOKS
#listen i’m the biggest tiktok defender. i love that shit#AND. i also. used to be a big public nuisance. it Is funny when ur brain is less developed#and ppl in the comments are like ‘social anxiety is scared of her’ NO JTS NOT#MANNERS ARE SCARED OF HER#like i know i am the least socially anxious bitch ever but. i stopped being annoying in public not bc im socially anxious but#bc it’s fucking rude wth?? 😭#there’s this girl i forgot her handle but she only has two jokes. it’s either a. asking people to hold her phone for a tiktok#and then getting on all fours and charging at them#That one is funny i will admit . ur still bothering the person filming but it’s funny#or b. asking someone to hold her phone for a tiktok and then SCREAMMMINGGGG hound dog in a public place#that’s. kind of annoying. just cringe cause you’re bothering large amounts of ppl on purpose#i saw a tiktok of a girl singing LOUDLY in the gym and filming herself#and in the comments someone asked if she knew the people behind her#and she was like ‘not yet! but i’m hoping to make new friends!’ girl you’re annoying.
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i love how piers morgan’s debate show is just daytime television but the guests aren’t in the same room to physically fight each other. if jerry springer doesn’t exist, society must invent him again.
#like why would you invite crackhead barney on?#her entire shtick is being a public nuisance.#‘Well. It’s a shame crackhead barney didn’t want to have a civil discussion.’
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it’s running concurrent to my headcanon that. well. the universe is so lacking in constants for the doctor, and if it’s after he’s experienced the loss of a companion, he’s not going to go have tea with someone else he once travelled with and had to leave behind.
it just makes sense to me, that he’d go seek out the master. especially if he’s barely restraining himself from making bad choices about breaking fixed points in time and causing paradoxes. and he’s right there, playing harold saxon for the world to see, and he’s right. there. the doctor can just go and see him whenever he wants.
#im talking around this being the result of amy and rory dying alsjdkfjks but yeah. yeah that would push him to this.#the master is. its complicated. but he’s someone the doctor can rely on to be. to be the master. which is to say: awful. and familiar.#and the master is someone he can hurt. someone who it feels safe to hurt because that’s what they do.#it makes sense to me that he’d go looking for him just to be the biggest nuisance he can be.#barely upright sitting on the master’s desk. he has to choose to be drunk and oh boy is he choosing.#insulting everything he can think of from the master’s world domination plans to his terrible generic office decor.#breaks down into a giggle fit about the master being blonde (which he keeps trying to explain and failing to and that just leaves the master#annoyed and confused.)#and the thing is is like. this is Extremely concerning behavior from the guy you’ve basically chosen to revolve your life around opposing#and fucking with. i dont think the master would comfort him. especially if he knew the doctor was this broken up about human companions.#but i also dont think he would kick the doctor out.#talk with him under the excuse of gettingn foreknowledhe to change his plans and secure his victory (which he doesn’t end up doing. come on.#and attribute his victory to the doctor’s own help? however inadvertent? humiliating.)#eleven is equal parts angry and morose and clearly trying to bounce away from feeling both of those too deeply by going back to telling the#master that his dye job was shit (again. not something that makes any sense yet. but give it a year and a public restroom and the master#will be cursing him under his breath.)#weird little guys. weird bonding for them. i think the doctor should pass out in the masters office and the master puts him back in his#tardis and programs it to fly him somewhere far far away in time and space.#saying good riddance to himself. he could have made it fly into the sun or something. (or tried. doubt the tardis would let him.)#but he didnt.#anyway give it amonth or teo and im sure twelve and thirteen also have traumatic expeirence that could lead to them commandeering the#master’s office again. a man just wants to take over the world and his office is filled with drunk sad doctors. and now they’re also sad#because of future hims. really. its a mess.
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Ran out of answer spaces but! I felt it was important to split off Team Plasma since there is a significant ideological difference between them (as far as I remember each ideation of Team Rocket has the same goals/beliefs, Giovanni himself just stepped down and changed his mind)
That said! This is less about favorite gen and more about believing in the beliefs -- especially interesting to consider if you align with the Main Villain and their outlook, or if you believe in the so-called "cause" that may or may not be true, or have some truth to it (like, if you wanted to help Pokemon like og Plasma and Aether Foundation).
Sorry to lump Yell and Star together, I was going chronologically!! You'll have to specify which and why in the tags haha (if you want to that is!)
And honestly that goes for any choice, sell it to me. Why should I join Your team?
#pokemon#i'm sure this has been done before but also i want to have a specific focus on like. WHY you're joining. beyond favoritism!#i've already made my choice tbh it's team skull. like they have a point and an extremely valid reason to be angry.#if you can't measure up and do the island challenge as expected ESP when it is SO culturally significant in alola#what do you even do. ofc you're gonna be washed up and burned out and carrying the weight of failure with you always.#until one day you're like 'hey isn't weird we put so much pressure on literal 11 year olds actually'#and then you start questioning tradition and expectations and the system and you're like okay.#LET'S START COMMITTING CRIME#really i think the only area they went wrong was to bully the 11y/os about it instead of directing their rage#at the adults who put them in that situation in the first place. LIKE. imagine a world where team skull on top of being public nuisances#were instead actively trying to recruit every kid doing the island challenge to their cause#to dismantle the significance of the island challenge and maybe where they go wrong here is#they're 'too destructive' and there's a place to meet in the middle (can be an annoying message but also. kids game LMFAO)#that said it would be really interesting how they'd interact w the captains as well cause a lot of them are kids too#are they also regarded as victims of an unfair system like the island challengers or someone who upholds it?#ultimately team skull is still a red herring but. it would make for some wild world building!#also team star is extremely based and have done nothing wrong in their entire lives. i am fighting the school board about it.
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Walking into the Zexal fandom years late to the party holding Flip Turner under my arm like a stray dog I found on the street and a shipping chart that looks like a crime investigation clue board
#yugioh posting#toongioh if you will#i dont really draw ship art that much admittedly I just like exploring the dynamics of characters in 80 different ways#like playing barbies with fictional characters#one minute im shilling for tiragon shipping hand holding the next its ehat if anna and flip held hands#theyd commit so many crimes those two have the moral compass of toddler show cartoon villains#not murderously evil but like public nuisances at worst#except that time anna blew shit up in a public street but thats neither here nor there....#i think theres a lot of humor in flip (the weirdest little dude alive) and anna (a conventionally pretty girl but also insanly weird) dating#same goes for flip or caswell being paired with cathy its. weird ass boys and a weird ass girl#straight people with extra steps (none of the zexal kids are actually straight to me have you seen all of them standing in a group shot?#gay people going to brunch core as hell
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What Our Parents Didn't Teach Us
heyy so it's trans sides week, so I decided to write a lil something fun for that! still not used to posting fics on tumblr but the ao3 post is also available if you are interested!
without further ado, here's chapter 1! the prompt was pink / blue / white, and my interpretation was a little silly to fit the vision but it's ok
summary: Patton didn't think adopting his nephew was supposed to come with this many surprises.
But his nephew is Remus, and he's going to bring along just as many surprises as he can fit in the twenty pockets of his cargo pants, bringing a sort of enjoyable chaos that exasperates Roman and Patton to no end.
(Don't let anyone convince you that exasperation isn't fond, though. Remus' uncles are far too sappy to stay mad at him.)
The sunset shifted before Patton’s eyes, slipping from shades of bright orange to soft, pale pinks.
He didn’t normally find himself outside for the sunsets, but not for lack of trying. There was a public park just a five-minute walk from his house, with a big, open field typically occupied by at least three picnics and five or more dogs on any given day.
Unfortunately, Patton was not the average dog owner, nor a part of a young, spry couple that had ample time to plan picnic dates or walks in the park. He was well past middle age now, and with his full-time job, husband, two dogs, and permanent teenage houseguest keeping him occupied, there was not a ton of room for special activities.
That last one was the most recent addition to their slowly growing family. His husband’s nephew, Remus, had moved in just a few months earlier. The boy still attempted to insist that the arrangement was temporary, expressing a desire to support himself when he had the means to, not burdening his uncle and husband for any longer than was strictly necessary, or something along those lines.
And yet, every time Patton overheard said desire, his heart clenched a little. Remus was only fifteen, with a set of parents that didn’t even bother to call Roman after months of their child being gone for months.
He was fifteen, and emotionally prepared to take care of himself and get his own job and pay for his gender-affirming care by himself, and Patton couldn’t stand the feeling of him doing all that, by himself when he wasn’t even done with high school yet.
So, of course, he and Roman had spent the next few months making sure he was comfortable, safe, and reassured that he was absolutely not going anywhere until he was at least eighteen and truly prepared to support himself.
Remus had cried, one time Patton had enthusiastically repeated his feelings on the matter, and Patton cried along with him as they hugged each other. After that, he definitely wasn’t going anywhere.
It hadn’t been easy, not with Remus’ somewhat chaotic tendencies and his uncles’ lack of experience on the parenting front. But, the first few weeks turned into the first month, and before they knew it, winter break was over, Patton’s job was back in full swing, and they settled into a new routine.
And then, the arguments started.
Remus had his bad days, even with his uncles, and they understood that. When he snapped at them, they didn’t fall for the bait like his parents apparently used to. They talked it out instead, and typically, their nephew was able to calm down and apologize, simple enough.
For instance, when Remus had picked a fight about wanting to start back in school. After Roman pointed out they would need his parents to confirm the paperwork that would allow him to switch, he admitted the anger had been misplaced loneliness and accepted the hugs Patton offered him.
That kind of thing was easy enough to manage, and Remus was a very reasonable kid. He was usually willing to talk about whatever was bothering him with his uncles, and even occasionally offered the same to them.
It would have been far too easy if all the fights were that way.
Remus was… very enthusiastic. Passionate, that was a good word, passionate about his interests and beliefs. For the most part, that was a good thing, and it was an attribute, Patton found, that made him quite smart for his age.
It was also what led him to start sneaking out to spend time with some... less-than-stellar influences.
Don’t get them wrong, Remus was allowed to leave the house on his own. In fact, his uncles encouraged him to, considering he wasn’t getting the normal socializing time he would be in school, and the two of them could only make up for so much of that social need.
More often than not, they would offer to drive him to meet his new friends, whenever he asked to go out. Sometimes he would accept easily, sometimes he had someone picking him up, depending on the day.
His uncles were actually quite pleased about his new friends, and how he had fit in with them so easily despite just moving into the area and not attending the local school.
They were not as pleased about the graffiti, but that was something they could handle if it made Remus happy.
The destruction of public property was even less ideal, but it was technically a largely immoral corporate-based organization, so they supposed it wasn’t... the worst thing he could be doing. A little more begrudgingly, they let that slide, too.
…And then two weeks after that initial destruction- incident, Remus got arrested.
So, that was a pretty big problem.
Roman had given him most of the lecture on the way home from bailing him out, and Patton was a bit grateful he didn’t have to attempt to gather his thoughts on the matter. Mostly because he was so angry he could barely speak, but he didn’t want Remus to worry about that.
Except, maybe he should have been worrying about that because he got freaking arrested.
But, when the two of them got home, Remus had stormed up to his room, not quite slamming the door behind him, but closing it decisively enough that he knew now was not the time for another discussion.
“Did he tell you what happened?” Patton asked casually, settling on the couch next to his husband, who was currently slumped with his head in his hands.
“He didn’t, but the cops did,” Roman sighed. “The guy I talked to was involved with the backup call. I guess the group of them got caught up with a homophobe and it got heated. The one cop that patrols the area wasn’t enough to ‘get them to settle,’ so they called in more.”
“According to Remus and the others, the first cop was on the side of the guy getting his ass handed to him, which I’m not sure if I believe or not, but regardless, they all got arrested, only because one of Remus’ group punched that cop.”
“Was that-” Patton’s eyes widened in near horror before Roman was able to elaborate. “No, no, it was one of his- friends. Apparently, Remus didn’t actually throw any punches, but I know what scuffed-up knuckles look like, so the lying didn’t quite work out for him,” Roman scoffed.
Patton sighed quietly, settling his head against Roman’s shoulder. “Well, he’s alright. Obviously, we’ll have to figure out a- consequence of some kind, even if I suppose the anger was well-placed.”
Roman snorted. “I know, right? I would be having a genuinely hard time being mad at him if baling him out hadn’t cost actual money.”
The two of them had sat with that for a while, and even after Patton had inevitably stood on complaining knees to start dinner, it took quite a while for Remus to be ready to start talking.
And when he was it was… messy.
He was angry, rightfully so, and his uncles were angry, also for rightful reasons. There was an unfortunate amount of yelling, even more so when his uncles explained that he was still going to face consequences for what happened.
“But I didn’t fucking do anything wrong!” Remus snarled, pushing himself out of his chair to stand as he yelled.
“We understand that,” Patton began gently, “but if you and your friends got in enough trouble that you were arrested, something that will be on your record forever, even if it was just for the afternoon, Roman and I certainly aren’t going to congratulate you.”
Remus scoffed, folding his arms defensively. “Well, maybe the fucking pigs that did it were the ones in the wrong.”
“So, you’re saying you shouldn’t be arrested for punching an officer?”
“Not if the ‘officer’s’ a fucking bigot, no. And I didn’t even punch the cop! I punched the other guy, and he fucking deserved it.”
“Okay,” Patton continued, attempting to stop any useless bickering between Roman and Remus. The two of them had done enough of that in the car ride. “Explain to me then, since I wasn’t there: why did the other guy deserve it?”
“He was being a transphobic piece of shit, and just generally a piece of shit, actually,” Remus explained grumpily. “He was… he started flirting with Virgil. Cuz… I guess with the long hair and the tits, people still mistake him for a female.”
Patton winced at that. “I’m sorry to hear that. I don’t know that violence was the best option there, but… well, that’s not the worst thing you could punch someone about, I guess.”
Roman stared at him incredulously, but before he could voice his disagreement, Remus shook his head. “We didn’t hit first though! That’s a dumbass move. No, he hit Vee first.”
His uncles bristled in unison. “You… you didn’t tell me that in the car,” Roman stuttered.
“Would you have believed me in the car?”
Roman was forced to, honestly, shake his head. “I… I guess not.”
“Alrighty, then.” Patton stood, ushering Remus over, who accepted the hug he was offered soon after. “I suppose… as long as this isn’t a repeat incident, we can- hold off on the grounding business. I just… we would really like it if you were more careful, hun. I know bigotry is kind of impossible to avoid, but lately, it seems like you boys have just been looking for trouble.”
“I… yeah, okay. Thanks.” Despite the fact that Remus was now an inch taller than him, he felt so much smaller, curled up tightly in Patton’s arms.
He wasn’t sure when he’d become so soft for this boy, but he knew it wasn’t going away anytime soon. Not when he’d just daydreamed that entire conversation as he watched the sunset, Remus sleeping soundly in his lap.
It was much closer to dusk now. The sun was fading beyond the trees, where it would eventually taper out beyond the unseeable horizon. Stars were starting to peek out among the dark blue-ish sky, white pinpricks that managed to prick their light through the atmosphere from millions of miles away. A beautiful miracle, and all of a sudden Patton was thinking of his family again.
But, that was far too poetic to be sapping about so late at night, he decided.
“Enjoying yourself?” Patton blinked as he refocused on the park, and his husband, smiling at his question. From the way Roman smiled softly back, eyebrows furrowed just slightly, he could sense his curiosity, the lingering question of what he had been so focused on moments ago.
Instead of bothering with the long answer, Patton reached over with his free hand to squeeze Roman’s, the other busy combing through Remus' hair. He met Roman’s nervous smile with a reassuring one of his own.
“It’s absolutely perfect.”
#transsidesweek2023#sanders sides#sanders sides fanfiction#patton sanders#roman sanders#remus sanders#virgil sanders mention#tw cops#remus being a public nuisance#and getting arrested for it#but his uncles love the chaos so it's fine <3#tw transfobia#transphobia
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ugh i feel fake disabled bc im learning now i have some sort of joint inflammation issue but not always. like it varies. over the weekend i was able to walk almost five miles in an afternoon with no real consequences. but going to walmart the next day fucked me up. i had to walk across the store and almost said fuck it i dont need meds that bad bc my hip bone was grinding itself with every step.
and i went to the chiro yesterday and figured that would help that my hip just hurt bc it was out of alignment from where i fell the weekend before this. well today i was in charge of walking our two blue heelers and it did not go well. first i cant stand in one spot long bc my low back cramps right? this dog had me standing for twenty minutes while he sniffed but ok i walked it out and added arthritis cream when we got in. then the next two times i took the dogs out the puppy yanked the leash pulling on all my joints so i didnt you know fall on him. so now my ankles knees and hips hurt just as much as pre-chiro appt.
im definitely gonna ask my doctors about possible causes bc i cant NOT walk my dogs or walk in the store. but i still have good days too so im lost.
im thinking mobility aids would help. braces for sure and possibly a cane so i can take some pressure off in stores
but then the internalized ableism hits. even tho i have multiple mental illnesses and neurodivergences. but i guess i wasnt ready to have a physical disability before i turned 30. but who is? and i know thats a shitty way to think no one expects disabilities but yeah.
#disability#disabilities#internalized ableism#joint pain#physical disability#these dogs are in trouble for being public nuisances today and hurting me#me#personal
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hanging around lmao
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