#i deleted the clock app

[cheshiresartblog]

I don't vent often, but is it just me, or has this month felt like a 50yr long clusterfuck in just 20 days?

I'm tired, man.

[short666bread]

@maki-nsi TT wah sorry I’m incompetent and deleted your ask by mistake, but thank you so sm for the nice words re: my various iterations of these guys!!! I’m glad the different-ness is good and that my art feels friendly and comforting ;; anyways here’s the doodle I did based on your doodle :,)

[florenceafternoon]

realising that I may be a marauders fan but I don't think I'm in the fandom

[thawthebeez]

haikyuu tiktok is sooooo annoying oh my god guys nishinoya deciding to stop playing volleyball post-time skip is literally not the end of the world he's fine dude. also sorry ur faves didn't go pro not everybody in that series were going to make it to the big leagues anyway. every single decision furudate made with that series was deliberate and realistic and fucking amazing. also no ur fave ship is never going to get together, haikyuu is about sports not romance. there is literally one canonical relationship within the entire series and it's fucking tanaka and kiyoko. iwaoi is not real, bokuaka is not real, kagehina is not real, kenhina is not real, and they never will be. kageyama is not a red flag you guys just don't know how to perceive autistic people in a positive manner without babying them. please just read the fucking manga

[worthyheir]

ANYWAYS WHO WANTS TO BE SAD WITH ME

[belle--ofthebrawl]

I'm already seeing tiktoks about potential names for new ghouls and I wish all of them a very much shut the hell up.

[halfricanloveyou]

just wrote out a multi-paragraph well thought addition to a post about modern day farming that i tried to reblog and tumblr was like “posting failed try again” and deleted everything.

that shit took me an hour i hate this fucking app so much

[shamelessshepherd]

The Muslims are being homophobic on my dash again and they’re attacking lesbian and bi Muslims 😑

[toothmarqed]

fallen prey to saying stupid shit on the internet without thinking and coming off as incredibly rude and insensitive. i feel sick to my stomach. never commenting on anything else ever again. deserve to be squashed under someone’s shoe and ground into powder. in all seriousness this has shocked me so much that i am quitting every platform but tumblr for however long it takes for me to get some sense knocked into my dumb fucking skull

[kunikidas-lost-glasses]

I wanna eat ice cream out of a comically large ice cream bucket and cry my eyes out while I watch silly little reality shows on TV were silly little people do silly things.

[yaytheboop]

You’re on «rapunzel should be played by a blonde, white girl» tiktok, I’m on «ned flames aka fox szn shouldn’t be cancelled for that baby falling out of a tree FOUR years ago» tiktok. We’re not the same

[pubbykid]

im so mad that tiktok keeps pushing content that triggers delusions man esp when my fyp is like only dog training

[annarubys]

bad bunny content on my tiktok fyp for the first time EVER and it’s this anglo white woman using the word gringo why does this feel offensive to me like it’s not i guess but also i’m like that’s not your word 😭

[mikeyisbrooklyn]

Mostly using this as an opportunity to promise the class that I have been working like a good noodle, I swear

Price regretted vocalizing how much he missed paperwork. He knew he would be behind upon his return, but as he limped into his office, he had two stacks of papers so high it swayed in response to any nearby movement. And this was apparently the leftovers after Simon tried to keep it from building up in his absence.

“Glad to ‘ave you back.” Simon grunted, as he held Price’s office door open for him. The warmth in Simon’s voice would be imperceptible to anyone else, but Price caught it. “Don’t croak anytime soon, I don’t want to even think about all this red tape you work with again, let alone handle it.”

“Not so easy being Captain, is it?” Price joked back as he went to sit in his chair slowly.

“That’s why they pay you the big bucks.”

Price let out a single rueful chuckle, knowing how untrue that was—at least, compared with all the shit he had to clean up. Speaking of, he had work to do…

He managed to be both the last to arrive and the first to exit the small party celebrating his return from leave. No one, except McTavish, was thick enough to try to keep him longer—but even the Scot let him slide away after seeing the look of pure exhaustion in Price’s eyes. He didn’t even get half of what he wanted to get done and Price knew that with each day back the more would pile on. That was the nature of the job, even if he couldn’t hit the field, the fight never ends. Price half-heartedly shambled to his room for the first time since getting back to base—not even having entered the room upon arriving with Gaz offering to take his things there for him—and laid down in his bed without even disrobing in a paltry attempt to sleep.

Though being fully clothed didn’t help, the real ailment that kept his eyes was the nagging voice in the back of his head. The one telling him how far behind he already was and would continue to be if he didn’t shape up. It didn’t matter that it was only his first day back, it didn’t matter that if it were any of the 141 or anyone else he would call them mad for thinking they could fill a two month gap in a day, it didn’t matter that he was specifically put on desk duty to not exert himself. All Price could hear in his head was how everyone’s tone with him since his injury had skated on caution, and all he could see were the carefully formed faces of professional soldiers that he could still clock as worried when they didn’t think he was looking.

Liability

Price shot up in bed so fast he thought he might get nauseous. Again. That’s been happening too much. He shook his head and ignored the brief pain of getting up on his leg too fast. Price knew he ought to get some rest, but he also hated being behind more than he hated being tired; despite his better judgment, Price slunk back to his office as the dusk turned to twilight.

The rising sun tried and failed to shine a light into Price’s office, as it was blocked from window entry by his drawn curtains. Price sprung up from his desk with a shout at the knock from his door; and if the top sheet from a stack of paperwork was stuck to his face as he did, then that was between him and his maker.

Seven Sentence Sunday

I was tagged by @loki-is-my-kink-awakening! Thanks for the tag!

Selkie Lamb

Aiden looks dubious, but he doesn't voice whatever argument Lambert can see is on his tongue. He doesn't bring up Lambert's predicament again at all until they've settled down that evening and have begun eating by their campfire. "You should winter with me," Aiden says, eyes pleading as he stares across the fire at Lambert. "The thought of you going back there, after what they did... Come with me to the caravan. You'll be welcome there." Lambert's still reeling with a confusing mess of emotions, and for all that he doesn't blame anyone but Rennes and Vesemir, he wants very badly to never feel the cold of Kaer Morhen ever again. "Alright," he says.

I am tagging @on-a-lucky-tide, @lokibuswrites, @sl-walker, and anyone else who wants to join in!

[saeun]

ꪆ୧ ── REAP WHAT YOU SOW ┊ LOVE TO LOSE ﹑ JJK. ⤿ starring: gojo satoru x fem!reader.

꒰ heart to none ﹢ if only he knew karma would come back to bite his ass a few years later. now he misses his ex while she's moved on.

𖧷 �� love, ‘su: nothing much!! just moments of him suffering

co-parenting with satoru truly isn't all butterflies. as reserved and respectful as he is (to a selected few), satoru never hesitated to taunt you whenever you mentioned going on dates.

“a date? hmm, good luck with that.”

“if it happens to kick off, good for you, but i don't want him near my child.”

“how exciting! i hope it fails.”

those are just some examples of his behaviour. he's vocal about disliking you and the idea of sharing you. had he known beforehand he'd become slightly possessive, he would've avoided you and relationships altogether.

loving someone his mind hates but his heart longs for isn't an experience he'd wish upon his worst enemy — it's too much. the wretched feeling in his chest deepens whenever he's with the kid; scenarios of you being beside him at that very moment flashes before his eyes, but his pride's too high to crash whatever you're doing.

that doesn't stop him from texting, however. he never had an issue with double—triple texting you. if he had something to say (which is never anything important), he'll say it.

satoru: hey.

satoru: did you forget you have a family at home?

satoru: my child's asleep btw, we had fun all day.

you: my* child. not yours.

satoru: so what am i, an elf on babysitting duties?

you: sure if that's what you want. now stop texting my phone.

satoru: what if i'm dying?

you: i'd pop some champagne. throw something on the grill. light up a cigarette, even.

satoru: you don't even like cigarettes.

you: exactly. now bye i'll be there for six.

yeah, there's no doubt that you'll never entertain him again. he, too, wouldn't entertain himself if he was in your position. sure, he was an ass in the relationship but— you're both older and wiser. maybe you can put the differences aside and come together? a flat no is what you'd answer.

satoru doesn't even hear from you often; most of your activity reports come from your child who excitedly tells their father the details, wishing he was there.

“you guys had fun. i wish i was there too, bub.”

a sentimental tone settled in his voice. he's suffering the consequences of his actions, and he desperately needs you to help him through it.

just like old times: you'd be there for him, going along with whatever he needed to calm down. whether it's wanting to be in you or on you— as long as your arms were wrapped around him.

but it's all a memory now. a bitter one.

do you show your vulnerable side to the guys you date, too? do you hold them the way you held him? do they even know what you like? do they know you the way he knows you?

jealousy, regret, longing— everything mixes in his mind. his stomach aches. it feels as though his insides are hollow.

he adores your child. they look mostly like him, but the personality stems from you. the attitude, tantrums, even the way they hold things — it's all you. he guesses the kid's observed you and eventually picked up your habits. satoru relates; after all, he still has some of your habits he picked up.

as the clock ticks on, his fingers hover over the keyboard on his phone. somehow, he found himself in your pinned chat— debating whether he should text or not. he's been typing and deleting for the past ten minutes. unless you're not on the app, there's no way you didn't notice the ‘typing...’ under his contact name.

satoru: i've been thinking.

(message deleted)

satoru: fuck your date let's get back together.

(message deleted)

satoru: or whatever you're doing right now. let me apologize — it's been years. our baby's four now.

(message deleted)

satoru: hey.

you: what's with these deleted messages?

you: are you okay?

he wonders. is he okay? would you come over if he said no? are you going to be mad if he re-sent what the deleted messages said?

satoru: uhhh yeah. everything's fine.

satoru: i'm bored that's why.

satoru: you should totally come over.

you: no.

you: talk to you later.

satoru: please? i'm serious.

you: fine.

satoru: might as well spend the night.

(message deleted)

satoru: thanks.

(message delivered)

“well fuck...” he sighs, raking his fingers through his hair. he doesn't have anything to say nor do with you. actually, he does — he has quite a few, but he wouldn't push your buttons. he'd love to, but the chances of him receiving a slap is high.

[aquaglow]

De-vice your device: tips to decrease screen time 📱🔒

Build the habit of turning off your phone from time to time. We're so used to just charging and charging our phones but never turning it off, but any electronic device needs to be turned off from time to time. Start by turning it off when you go to sleep, whether it's a nap or night time, and then move on to just turning it off after you're done using it.

Review often what you're using your phone for. Are you using too many apps that just result in you mindlessly staring at the screen, stuck in scrolling? Are you following every single news story or tabloid gossip that pops up? Is the content you're engaging with really entertaining, really enriching, really necessary? Be more critical of what you're doing with your phone in the first place.

Turn your notifications off. Unless you have an ongoing responsibility that requires you to be reachable 24/7, no matter where you are or what you're doing, otherwise someone's life may be at peril, then there's no reason for you to be available at all times, and definitely not immediately. It's important to be humble and admit that you're simply not needed that urgently! When you're truly available, check your apps and then you'll know whether there's something new or not.

Replace as many phone functionalities as you can. If your phone is your camera, your alarm clock, your agenda, your books, your music, your wallet, your social life, then of course you're going to be stuck to it all day long. Take your needs off from your phone as much as possible, separate your life from it. I promise you, most things that entertain, inform and aid in daily life have their own specific device/gadget. (And they're often cheap to get, since so many people have replaced them with phones!)

Go out without your phone as often as you can. Like I said, unless you're absolutely needed for life-or-death situations, there's no need for you to be on your phone at all times. That means that when you're outside, doing something important or just taking a walk, there's no need for you to be glued to a screen. Whatever is there, it can wait until you're home.

Embrace boredom. It's fine, and even suggested often that it's necessary, to be bored once in a while. You don't need to be "doing something", absorbing information, at all times. You don't need to watch a video while you eat, or listen to a podcast while you do chores, or talk to friends while you're in the shower. You can just do a mundane task and let it be that, and you can feel like there's nothing to do and then do nothing. That's not a bad thing.

Keep your phone physically away when you can, especially away from bed. Having your phone within arm's reach at all times contributes to the act of constantly picking it up, which becomes automatic after a very short while. If your phone is not available at all times, you'll break the automatic response cycle of reaching for it (the same goes for turning it off). And it's especially important to not be on your phone in bed, so that you don't keep the habit of being glued to the screen until the last possible moment, or ruining your sleep cycle because of it.

Allow your life to have waits and doubts. If you're trying to remember something, it's okay to not remember it, you don't have to look it up immediately. If you want to talk to someone, you don't have to text them immediately. Basically, you don't have to interrupt most things by reaching for your phone just to try and get an immediate response, answer, reaction. Let things hang in the air, or leave them for later.

Consider just deleting yourself. I say this especially to the younger people who have never experienced life without phones and especially without social media. Consider the action of just deleting some, if not all, social media accounts and subscriptions you have, at least for a determined amount of time. I, and a lot of tech specialists and psychologists, suggest the period of at least six months to do a real tech detox. You simply can't understand what life is like without social media and the current state of being online unless you actually experience it. It may seem radical, and to be fair, it is, but isn't it also radical for a young person to be addicted to their phone?

(This was originally posted on my old account)