#doing a little better than yesterday

[hunniegl4zed]

Currently working all the Scourge Delirium!AU designs. Yes, including Patch when he kid, teen and adult ✨️💙💙 Got all the sketches done and halfway to the lineart.

Sleepwalker!Scourge is gonna be a PAIN in the ass 💀💀 Wish me luck 🥲🙏

[breadandlottery]

[insignificant457]

Jamie’s believe sign was in a copy of the beautiful and the damned, which is the book ted gave him in 1x03, that he threw out without thinking twice…he remembered the title and found it years later…Jamie tartt who can’t spell for shit and is probably dyslexic tracked that book down and started reading it because Ted picked it for him

[chaos-bringer-13]

Jazz's little. Her parents are super cool. They're ghost hunters! It sounds like something from a movie about future and scientists and supernatural beings and cool-looking tech. They have cool-looking tech at home. It's even cooler than tech in the movies.

Jazz also has a little brother. He's stupid but he's hers, and she will protect him from anything. Her brother is very small, he needs someone to protect him and teach him about the world.

She knows about the world. She understands their parents much better than him, and she can tell her brother when they shouldn't be distracted. She knows when they're upset and irritable, and she knows when they're too excited and being near them is dangerous because of all the inventions.

Jazz does a very good job keeping her little brother safe.

---

Jazz goes to school. Her teachers say that she's very smart, the best student in class, and very mature. Her parents are proud of her - when she manages to distract them from ghosts. Her brother is still kinda stupid and doesn't know how to properly fight food, but she's always there to protect him, because that's what older sisters do.

Her classmates seem to think that she's weird though. Some of them say mean things and call her a teacher's pet and a show-off. Jazz isn't sure why they think so because she's always trying to be friendly but maybe she's doing something wrong. She goes to the school library and finds a book about people and their communication.

It's a very interesting book.

---

Jazz is almost a teen. She's gotten better at communicating with people. The school library ran out of psychology books, and Jazz now has to go to the city library but that's fine. Human brain fascinates her.

She's been feeling like something is wrong about her though. She even thought that she was going crazy for a little bit. That probably wasn't true because she didn't match any symptoms but she was still worried.

Someone told her that being so good at lying and faking face expressions is not okay. That's probably not true, Jazz is pretty sure almost everyone can do that. Or maybe she's just being a prodigy again. It's a very good thing to be able to do after all. She can hide her emotions from her family when she's feeling sad. She wouldn't want to worry them, would she?

She'll have to research it.

---

Jazz is a teen. She now knows that her parents aren't actually that good. It's something that was really hard to accept but it did explain everything. Her parents are kinda bad at being parents, and they also don't really listen when she tries to explain it to them.

It's okay. She's almost an adult and Danny has her. She can take care of herself and her brother.

She learns everything she can about being a parent and a therapist and tries to use her knowledge. It's hard, but she's a Fenton, which means that she's very smart and determined. She pushes through, and trains on her classmates and herself.

In the evening she writes about her feelings in a journal. It's very important to be aware of her feelings because that's the first step to dealing with them.

She's experiencing sadness. And anger, actually, even though she doesn't like to admit that.

She writes "this family is a fucking mess" in her journal and then covers the paper with ink until the sentence is absolutely unreadable.

---

Jazz is sixteen, and her stupid parents opened the stupid portal, which means that they're even worse than usual. It's pretty much okay when they're just stuck in their stupid lab, making some stupid weapons. It's not that okay when they're out of the stupid lab, because they get their stupid inventions all over the stupid house, and stupid food comes to life, and she has to protect Danny from both their stupid weapons and stupid hotdogs, and oh god everything is so stupid.

She's experiencing anger.

She's also acting perfectly calm and almost cheerfully.

Jazz hates how perfect her fake smile is in the mirror.

---

Jazz is seventeen. She wants to put her headphones on and listen to some loud music. Jazz can't do that, because she gets anxious if she can't hear what's happening around her. She needs to be fully aware of her surroundings because she needs to be able to protect herself and her brother if weapons against ghosts become weapons against children again.

She thinks that it's not okay.

The house smells of ectoplasm, so she'll be extra careful when opening the fridge.

She thinks that she shouldn't know how ectoplasm smells.

Jazz should probably also warn Danny: her little brother's gotten better at fighting food but doesn't notice the smell of ectoplasm. Funny, considering his ghost sense.

Funny, considering that her brother is a half-ghost.

That her brother died.

That she failed at protecting him after all.

Jazz stops breathing to prevent herself from crying, and doesn't need oxygen for a few minutes too long.

Maybe she failed at protecting herself too.

---

Jazz is turning eighteen next month. Her parents are all of a sudden more attentive and caring, as if that can change their almost-absence during her whole life. She doesn't like their attention because she doesn't know how to deal with it. She doesn't even really think of them as parents anymore.

She thinks of them as a threat.

Once she's eighteen, she's gonna try to move out, and she's going to take Danny with her because it's not safe to leave him here. Maybe after she gets a good job and saves some money, she'll even get into therapy.

Jazz thinks that she needs therapy.

She's been having Bad Thoughts lately, and she doesn't write them down in her journal. Jazz stopped writing anything in there ever since she found out that Danny is a ghost. She just couldn't risk anyone finding that journal.

Jazz isn't sure if she should call those Bad Thoughts intrusive. They scare her, and they're Bad, but it could be just her normal thought process.

It's still definitely not normal.

---

Jazz is eighteen. Her parents are very excited, whispering to each other about how they found a perfect present for her, some surprise that she's gonna love.

She doesn't care.

Her little brother is late from school, and it's weird, because he was also super excited about giving her his present.

She's worried.

Her parents brush off her concern, say that Danny probably just got distracted talking with his friends. They don't listen when she says that Danny wouldn't get distracted like that on her birthday because he's not them, he actually cares about her, he doesn't forget her birthdays, and something has to be wrong for him to be that late.

They don't listen to her at all.

She's angry.

Her parents are excited and talk loudly about how they wanted to find a perfect gift for their favourite daughter, and how they managed to do it because they love her so much. She hates when they're excited. It only leads to problems.

They bring her to the lab because of course they do, why would they make a gift that is normal and isn't kept in the lab, right? They usher her in, so obviously proud of themselves.

She hates them.

And she hates them much, much more the next second, because the gift is her little brother in his ghost form, strapped to a table, unconscious and injured, and the smell of ectoplasm is strong in the lab because of his green blood dripping on the floor.

There's a cold part of her that analyses her feelings and tells her what emotions she's experiencing, and that part is very aware of thick black smoke of wrath twirling and twisting under her skin. It's suffocating, and she stops breathing as it invisibly fills her lungs, scared of letting it out.

There's a perfectly fake part of her that keeps the smile on her face as her parents gush about how hard it was to catch the ecto-scum, and what they can do to it - together with Jazz because they wanted to share this with their amazing daughter.

Jazz is black smoke of rage under perfect glass of calmness when she grabs Fenton anti-creep stick. The smile she learned to fake under any circumstances doesn't falter when Jazz brings the baseball bat down on her father's head. It grows a little bit wider when she hits her mother, because Jazz learned to smile brighter when she's hurt or sad or scared or angry - experiencing any "bad" emotion actually.

Jazz is angry when she grabs her weapon.

Jazz is furious when she kills her parents.

Jazz is worried when she checks her brother's wounds.

Jazz feels nothing when she rigs the portal to blow, walks out of the house and presses the button.

She is her parents' genius daughter after all, and she did listen when they were telling her about their inventions. Maybe it would have taken longer to do, but she had Bad Thoughts, and they probably weren't just intrusive after all, because she did what they told her and made it very easy to make a bomb out of a portal. Just in case. Her parents were a threat, and Jazz was smart enough to prepare to dealing with threats, and she was smart enough to make it look like the threats dealt with themselves.

She really hoped she wouldn't have to use that button though.

---

Jazz is nineteen. Her sort-of-friends at uni offer to go to a restaurant, and she tells them that she doesn't celebrate her birthdays. There's a noise of all of them saying that maybe she should try, noise that she really should have expected, because humans are always so excited about any holidays, it's hard for them to understand that someone might not like them. It's not hard to stop that noise though. They shut up very quickly when Jazz says that she had "a very traumatic event" on her birthday.

Good. She doesn't like loud people.

Jazz goes home to her little brother. He's sad because his parents died in an awful explosion a year ago. He's still trying to smile because it's also her birthday, and Jazz is very happy that he's bad at faking a smile.

It means that he won't end up like her.

Jazz hugs her little brother, and he gives her a little present that she adores, and then they sit in silence and eat some takeout. It's very nice.

She never tells Danny that their parents died before the explosion, and that the explosion wasn't an accident, and that their ghosts did form after that because of all the ecto-contamination they had, but she made sure this wouldn't become a problem. She never tells him what she's done, because that would hurt her little brother, and she would never let anything hurt him.

Jazz will protect her little brother from anything.

[deplcythebattery]

everyone: oh you're so lucky you get to stay home all the time!

me, chronically ill: ah. yeah. haha. lucky. i get to stay home. i don't get the fun parts of that though! i can't partake in my hobbies for more than an hour every two to three days :) i do get to watch a lot of tv though! oh you think that gets boring after a few hours? haha. yeah it fucking does. imagine that being the only thing you can do and then tell me how lucky i am

[dingoskidneys]

Hello! I hope you're feeling better

Have some ants who drank all the water of the honey I gave them

Woah interesting!! Somehow it never occurred to me that they could do that... separating honey into its component parts lol!

[daily-gourmand-art]

Day 66: Some of the ingame art!

[feast-for-the-worms]

I spent a long time in hospital a short while ago for intense pain which is frequent for me. I was given very strong painkillers. Fentanyl and morphine. I was given even more morphine to take home so I could continue easing my pain. From a solid hospital, fully staffed and stocked with medication, to a warm and dry home with a soft bed to lay in.

All I could think about is how greatly someone in my position would suffer without those things. If their hospitals were destroyed and their medication was horrifically expensive, if it even existed. If they could not rely on going home to a safe bed. If they couldn't rest without wondering if it would be the last time they did.

Today I've donated 50 usd and 50 euros across a few campaigns (whichever they were asking for). It probably isn't the "wise" decision for me. I will need to explain to people why I cannot pay them right now and ask for leniency. But I know I will have a roof over my head, food to eat, and pain relief to keep me comfortable. I am grateful that even in my position I can still give to those in need because I am not threatened by such horrors for doing so.

If you read this all, thank you. Please donate 5 dollars or euros to the next fundraiser you see. Just do that thing today to help someone toward a place of safety and survival.

[orcelito]

Several months late, the landlord finally picked up the dehumidifier from my kitchen

Would've been nice had I been told they were coming though 💀 so I could've cleaned up the grocery bags on the floor that I hadn't put away yet 💀💀💀💀💀

[love-fireflysong]

Hi Lisa, you have one hour.

Please feed me with some Chrashley/Joshlynn fic cause I am STARVING

love you

😘

The apartment was quiet. In fact, Ashley would go as far to say that it was too quiet. Which once upon a time wouldn't have been an issue, in all actuality she would have called it a blessing and revelled in its rarity for as long as she possibly could. But alas, she now not only had a kid to care for, but one that was a toddler. And if there was one thing she had learned extremely quickly from the instant her daughter had started crawling, it was that it was the silent moments that she had to be most on guard for.

So even though Chris should have been keeping an eye on their daughter while Ashley worked, she doesn't even hesitate to close her laptop (not even bothering to save the history essay she had been in the middle of proofreading for a client) and get up from the kitchen table to hunt down her wayward husband and toddler.

It doesn't take very long to find them both, not that she had expected it to of course. The apartment had only four total rooms, and considering that they definitely hadn't been in the shared kitchen and living room (she would have noticed them right away in that case) and she highly doubted that they had shoved themselves into the teeny tiny bathroom, that left the two bedrooms. And just like she had expected, opening the door to Joshlynn's room just a crack so she could peek in, revealed the two exact people she had been looking for.

Thankfully, Joshlynn's not doing anything too mischievous just yet. All she's doing in fact is just happily babbling to herself at the small table that's currently covered in large blocks and plastic dolls in the middle of the room. Not that she's playing with any of the toys that is, if anything she seems to be using the table for support as she carefully holds onto the edge with both hands and is making laps around it. Not a surprise that of course, has she still had yet to take her first steps both Ashley and Chris were used to the sight of her using the edge of practically every single furniture they had to pull herself up so she could move around upright and not in a horizontal position.

The problem on the other hand, is Chris. Who is most decidedly not keeping an eye on their daughter like he's supposed be, because he's too busy staring at the screen of his phone as he sits in the armchair next to the door.

"Chris!" Ashley hisses out furious.

While Chris certainly does jump a bit in shock, she upset to find that he doesn't look one bit guilty when he turns to look at her. If anything, he looks more confused than anything else. "Oh, hey Ash. Did you already finish up those essay's you were working on? Cause if so, man that was quick. Gotta be a new record for you easy."

"Oh don't you 'Hey Ash' me! Just what do you think you're doing? You're supposed to be watching her, not looking at your phone you dip!"

While that certainly did wipe the confusion from off his face, it still wasn't replaced with guilt like she had expected. Now he just looked insulted. "I am! Jesus Ash, I'm just taking a video of her. She started using doing those laps of hers a couple of minutes ago and I figured I'd show you a video of it later once you finished with your work. Sorry for thinking that you'd find it cute."

Ashley doesn't even get a chance to say anything, much less apologize, before she feels a sudden weight on her leg as tiny arms wrapped themselves around her with an excited "Momma! Momma!"

Instantly, both Chris and Ashley are looking down at the fourteen month old in shock, and then slowly to the table where she had been doing her laps only a few seconds ago before turning their gaze back to her. Both extremely aware of the absolute lack of anything that their daughter would have been able to grab onto to make her way over to Ashley. And that she definitely hadn't felt the usual weight of Joshlynn using her jeans to pull herself up either.

Both of them extremely aware that they had somehow managed to miss their daughter's very first steps.

"Oh my god," Ashley can't help but squeak out, "please please please tell me that you were still filming and you managed to get that."

And just like her, Chris is pale and his eyes frantic as he fast fowards through the video as fast as he can. "Trust me Ash, I don't think I'm ever gonna be able to forgive myself if I didn't."

[heir-of-the-chair]

Lowkey hyperfixating now and I’ve come to the devastating conclusion that Jacob the main character of Water For Elephants… doesn’t really have a character arc

[girlsdads]

successfully avoided tumblr for 4 hours of my work day today everyone clap for me

[mildmayfoxe]

it is kind of crazy to witness how people who make real money (have a salary) live because my roommate is trying a new local meal delivery service and she’s been really enjoying it so i just went and looked at their website and it’s at least $100+ a week which boggles the mind. meanwhile i’m going to the grocery store & always hitting the “20 items or fewer” lane & getting mad when i have to pay more than $50

[tetzoro]

good morning friendz !! i hope you all have a terrific tuesday and find something in the day that will make you smile 🌟 remember to be gentle with yourselves and hydrate as much as you can :3

[hongjoongpresent]

non autistic people will be like "autistic people don't have empathy the way we dooo" and then see someone be in such high stress that they're screaming so hard their throat gets sore and punch themself so hard they bruise their own legs and then say "wow they must be doing that on purpose to cause a scene and demand attention. and to make my life specifically worse of course."

[mishy-mashy]

Julius is just a Hard Knock Life orphan on a path called Julius's Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Day