#i should have stayed home

[jellykyunnie]

Don't you just hate the feeling where you feel like you're brain is being eaten alive every moment you spend on your papers and table and you can't jus stop because it's exams tomorrow and your grades aren't even on the passing shit because the course has been brutal on you as a fucking foreign student? Yeah. that's me rn The only thing actually keeping me from 'doing' something is that I want to see Jinwoo flourish more as a beloved character and Zayne. I need to listen to Zayne's heartbeat asap before I combust and have a mental breakdown

[fanfictasia]

Sicktember Day 28

“I should have stayed home”

Spoiler: This is an excerpt from The Mushroom Strikes Back

Anakin never felt like he belonged with them, and the more times goes on, the more it feels like it. He doesn’t know the clones well, but he feels like he fits in with them better far more than he ever has at the Temple. Like there’s a chance they could actually understand each other, even if they were raised entirely differently.

“You were still a… Jedi cadet then,” Cody says, blinking.

Anakin can’t help laughing at the unexpectedness of the term. “We call it padawan.”

“Still. Close to being a shiny.”

A shiny? Right. He’s… heard some of the clones sent out first calling the newest recruits joining them that. “Yes…?” he asks, uncertainly.

“Always wanted to see a Jedi,” the commander goes on, “Never thought they would be so… cool.”

He has no idea how to respond to that, to the clones practically worshiping him because of his abilities.

But at the end of the day, they’re only ten or younger. Barely older than when Anakin first came to the Temple. Even if they’re physically older, they really are children, and… of course, they would find it enthralling. He finds the fascination they have for anything Jedi a little adorable, if he’s being honest.

They feel like his age so he doesn’t exactly see them as children, but at the same time, he… kind of does.

“I had much more time to train than any of you,” Anakin points out.

“Then should’ve avoided those… mushrooms,” Cody says, blinking up at the top of the tent, gaze momentarily distant. “I won’t risk that again,” he assures. Not if he has a choice, anyway. Being this sick is very annoying.

[this-is-wilhom]

My brain is so "I left my pasta cooking on the stove for 6 hours on accident" but the pasta is charred and pulsing slowly in the pot and the noodles gently bubbling in their own vile juices, each rise and fall a deep sign from within. I uh psat was a few hours ago

[pose4photoml]

Not having such a great morning ~ my shoulder hurts like a bitch… of course it’s my right one and I’m right handed so even using the mouse at work today hurts.

Then of course I’m working on billing (always a fun time) certain coworker who must not be named is giving me a headache going over her tickets she added. Keep having to remind her clients see the notes section!! 😉

All of this fun time and I’m just now having my coffee ☕️ mental note- don’t talk to coworkers before having my coffee ~ lol…

[unjust-dust]

Pluto 👀

Pluto - tell us about a supernatural event that happened to you?

So I read tarot, which some people could say is supernatural in itself, but this is just for some context in the story.

Anyhoo, I used to work in an Amazon warehouse so I worked with some heavy machinery from time to time, and every shift was almost the same bc I was seen as one of the best people for sorting unusually shaped packages.

I was reading some tarot before my shift and I thought, I'll ask about my upcoming shift and see if anything interesting happens. I pull a card, and I shit you not, it was the 10 of Swords. Basically this meant disaster something bad is going to happen. Now I'm not one to tempt fate so I didn't ask any follow-up questions because the 10 of Swords might not even concern myself, it could be something about the warehouse etc. I swiftly forget about the card and I go to my shift.

That shift I got reassigned to a different department. It's nothing unusual, sometimes they're a worker down and need someone who's trained there (I was the unlucky soul who was). This time I was working in Problem Solving where you have to grab packages off a roller conveyor belt and fix broken labels etc. I lower my hand to the belt, and one of my fingers deadass gets STUCK in the conveyor. I am in severe pain and panic, I shout "Help!" and I'm trying to say 'turn off the machine!' but I am frozen in panic. My hand frees itself eventually but I am a blubbering mess, I'm sent to first aid and my finger is fine but I go home because I'm traumatised.

I'm in the car on my way home and it hits me. 10 of fucking Swords.

[mrd-gvf]

We’re at the part of the family gathering where the old people are yelling about politics

[sialiaaaa]

nope nope nope nope don't like it here

[malachitezmeyka]

I just cannot catch a break today can I

[plesiosaurys]

getting emotional over footage of an amateur scuba diver interacting with a coelacanth. they are hunted by large deepwater predators, and here comes a large creature bearing the brightest lights it's ever seen, making strange noises, but it does not shy away. it hovers, calmly, as the diver reaches out and trails a hand down its back. im strongly against the anthropomorphizing of real life animals but the stupid emotional part of me loudly insists this is because it recognizes us, the alternating movements of its four paired limbs matching the diver's four paired limbs, & it is thinking, "hello, cousins, we missed you these 66 million years, it's so good to see you again. welcome back, welcome home."

[hiveswap]

Number 1 way to beat health anxiety: who gives a shit that i could get cancer. I could get hit by a car on my way to class. I could break my neck stretching. I could literally die rn. Cancer is not special

[mush-dooms]

update the bluetooth is simply not working and idk how to fix it. fun!

ah yes, nothing like getting to work only to discover that both your mouse AND your keyboard are dead 👍 and because apple hates their customers the charging port is on the bottom of the mouse making it completely nonfunctional

[pose4photoml]

This morning I was going to call out at work because some thing wasn’t feeling right when I woke up…. Fast forward to 1pm…. 3 clients beyond annoying over email and phone calls about how they need help ASAP… then the coworker who must not be named CAME in the office so…Moral of the story you ask??!!

I SHOULD HAVE STAYED HOME!!!

Now ~ I need chocolate and my music 🎵… 2.5 hours till I can leave…. 😒

[vultursvolans]

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚ 𝓻𝔂𝓾𝓱𝓪𝓲𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓶

there was an ache in my heart when i awoke in a strange, beautiful world that wasn’t my own. even as months turned to years, i still missed the familiar skies, the voice of loved ones and the home i had left behind. i wrote letters that went nowhere and whispered silent prayers that reached no one. it was like i was plucked from my own reality and placed in a world where i didn’t quite belong.

yet, as much as i longed for home, i was determined to learn in this new life. sumeru became my sanctuary and the akademiya, my solace. i learned their languages, customs, and secrets while sharing stories of the stars, landmarks, and beauty of my own world. the scholars listened, fascinated by the similarities and differences, but none more than al-haitham—a student assigned to guide me through this foreign land. he was a quiet presence. thoughtful and curious. he did not pity me.

and over time, he went from guide to peer to something more. over time, i wasn’t just seeking knowledge but also him. but what was the point? what was the point of falling for him if one day, i could just disappear—vanish back to my world, leaving him and teyvat behind? this could slip away at any moment. this might be as fleeting as a dream.

despite all reason, i still found myself loving him deeply. in a world that wasn’t my own, he had become my home.

𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬: very slow burn, mutual pining, friends to lovers

𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐔𝐒: 22.10.22 | playlist | genshinverse ryu | home for christmas (fic) | moodboards

𝐀𝐑𝐓: silk & moonlight | modern au | akademiya days | season of love | minecraft |

[somedayslater]

i didnt read the last chapters since i discovered it was the end (but i was spoiled by tumblr lol)... i didnt want to believe it... i want to still look forward to new chapters of No Home :(

For the last few years eunyung and haejoon have been my companions. I healed a little while following the story of eunyung, feeling like its ok to be angry and wanting revenge on your family and the society that continues to want to keep you in a "house" where you are mistreated. How the world isnt made for children at all, the absolute unfairness of it all. That you can choose to keep going, and if you do so its ok to keep your distance with what hurts you.

I healed too with haejoon, who came to terms with the fact that he will always be overcome with sadness and grief from time to time, and when that happens he can only let himself feel and wait for it to pass, and try to look forward to the next day.

Honestly this manwha was the best ever. I couldnt read this manhwa as a form of escapism because it was too real. It pulled strings in my heart i didnt know i had, made me question a lot of things about myself, about others, about my relationship with others. It made me have painful discussion with a few people. Following this manhwa, most of the time, was really unpleasant lol. I hated then loved eunyoung, I liked and then disliked haejoon (yeah sorry haejoon, i think you can be really cruel and stupid and i wanted to strangle you a few times in the last arcs (i would NOT be friend with that guy lol) -thats why this character is so amazing). But i felt so much while reading it i wouldnt trade it for anything. It was funny, it was dumb, it was deep, it was enraging and healing, but most of all it was sincere. The most sincere depiction of what being a person in a deeply flawed society is, and how there's happiness even while surviving.

It was so frustrating to see the manhwa go in a direction i didnt want it to go ! I wanted it to become my cozy refuge, where every problems are magically solved, where haejoon and eunyung ends up understanding and loving each other in a cliché way, where theres a new home with my *fave charas* and its a series of feel-good interactions. Instead the problems kept pilling up, most of them didnt have a satisfactory conclusion, eunyung and haejoon kept hurting each other and distancing themselves. Haejoon just cut contact with his father without knowing what were his nefarious motives or without this guy facing any consequences, we dont know if eunyung's parents will keep bothering eunyung unchecked, we dont know if they're going to be happy and rich, or if, realistically, as orphans without generational wealth and deep traumas, they're going to end up in a shitty life situation.

And i couldnt thank wanan enough for this. They didnt take the easy way, the feel-good way, the way that would have given them a probably bigger fandom so a bigger source of money. I'm amazed by how they managed to hold this whole story so perfectly. Not a single misstep. Everything they draw was where it should have been, every action from the characters were understandable (and frustrating lol), the fucking subtlety of the developing relationships, no deus ex machina and no miserabilism. I didnt always agree with wanan's ethic or what i perceived of it (i think stealing or being violent is ok depending on the context, i dont think working hard to earn money is a virtue) but i respect how they choose to present it. I didnt talk about the other characters because honestly they didnt move me as much (except marie), but i love them so much too. I felt sad that eunyung and haejoon didnt become best friend 5ever (or even lovers hehe) but honestly, understandable lol. If i was one of them i WOULDNT become close with the other at all, so its kinda amazing they could still find this level of mutual understanding.

In short, wanan is an amazing story teller.

And an amazing image-composist (have no idea how to say this in english). The artstyle doesnt look like much, but this gave wanan a wide graphic range to convey emotions that wouldnt have been possible with a more sophisticated style i think -how will i forget the red swirlings mixing with eunyung skin ? The expressions, the choice of colors, the choice in showing something in particular without giving a clear explanation on why (often haejoon's surprised or contemplative face, which made me re-read chapters a few times to try to understand what was happening in his big head). It didnt feel like wanan thought their readers were stupid, nor did they play the fake-deep style. It was perfectly balanced.

And so even if i didnt read it, i have no doubt the end will be the same. Im so sad they decided to end this manhwa, but i know prolonging it would have been greedy and that ultimately, the manhwa would have suffer for it. Some authors do that : they have a popular series going on, and for whatever reason they keep writing new chapters without a clear goal and so the story becomes diluted, messy, useless. I love when they do this, because i can say goodbye to a story progressively as my interest in it wans, without feeling sadness or loss. But it makes me not think of the story at all in the future, since everything that was good about it became buried in new shitty chapters. Because wanan didnt do that, i know that i would think of no home for a long while, maybe forever,

,like i really lost companions when no home ended actually. Because it really, really hurts, knowing i wont be seeing new faces of the no home characters anymore. I know it sounds probably stupid ; i feel genuine grief here lol. I want to know what will happen to them, if they are alright, if they found a place in the world... if there is something to look forward after all, and i really dread not having answers every monday anymore. and the fandom is so small i cant comfort myself by re-entering the no home world every week or whatever... does anyone else feel this way ToT ? maybe i should participate myself but well,, i wouldnt know where to begin...

And saying that ! I'm almost never on this blog, i dont really have socmed accounts, i dont participate in fandoms at all. But I spent a looot of time reading and watching people who does -without being connected or interacting with posts or fanfics at all. AND i really want to thank you all for giving me so much material to chew, posts that made me think, fics that made me smile, drawings that inspired me, witnessing interactions that made me laugh. I was and i probably will continue to be a ghost on socmed, but i really want you to know that you had an impact on me and i was looking forward to your new posts (and will continue to!).

the "every no home chapter is a test of my willingness to Not blow my own brains out" and explosion eunhae monday of @skiptoyuri

the regular nohome posters which makes me happy to check tumblr regularly @shimamitsulover @lesbianpegbar @luckyswamps @tomoyoo @cloudbends @t0a2ter @solcarow @dragon-of-timeless-blue

the awesome artists who keep producing bangers nohome art @gohaejoon @maxsolosur @jjd5426 @bnnuycafe @ct-bunny @lentl-soup @fartaycat @jjd5426 @prokkoli @moxymaxing @ginangtan

the nohome posters that i enjoyed running into @pleuvoire @homolobotomized @podoro-vines @fmet @welpuu @revertrate @obstinaterixatrix @kulluto

the artists that made me interested in checking no home @cienfll @craysmo @ant-eaters @idledee @fruiitlins @froqpi-art @201918b @tinfishmeal @ohrsoh @30mingirlfriend

thanks @ditherslam for the awesome fanfics, obviously i read them all and they're some of my favourites. youre an amazing writer and i cant wait for the next chap of "your atoms"!!

thanks @homeless202 for being an insatiable nohome poster for a while (and @grannykombucha !)

im forgetting a lot of others but i really wanted to thank you all for your time, energy, work. i never interacted with your posts or with you but i really want to convey how cool it is that you all contribute to make no home a more well-known manhwa and the fandom alive

thank youuuu (hope the @ are ok tell me if its bothersome ill delete it)

and really, really, thank you wanan ! waaaa i want to cry

[maudiemoods]

I went home, laid in bed, then got up and went back because I felt bad

We were supposed to be opening the store and getting ready for the Saturday rush an hour ago and our manager is still not here. I think I'm going to go home

[myreia]

— v. raison d'être

It was never going to last. They knew it from the beginning, all of them. Their time in the First was temporary, fleeting. For some, that would have been enough to give pause, to keep distance. For them, it made these moments all the more precious—even when it was difficult, even when it was unfair. Ryne knows they are both proud of her. That will never change, even when they live in separate worlds. It is a bittersweet thing to say goodbye, to close one chapter and begin the next. But change is necessary, a fundamental aspect of life. There is no sense in clinging to the past when the future—with all its countless possibilities—lies ahead. There is no looking back. Only forwards.