#im so overwhelmed and stressed

[starry-bi-sky]

on a completely separate note; shizun luo binghe with a disciple shen yuan who fell into the abyss??? *thinks about LBH canonically stealing SQQ's corpse for 5 years* he'd hallucinate i think. like, like visual and audial hallucinations.

Keeps thinking he's seeing SQQ in the corner of his eyes, or wandering between the trees, amongst a group of disciples. Thinks he hears him calling for him, but its just the wind or another disciple.

Gets Xiu Ya reforged but patently fucking refuses to make a sword mound. Because his disciple Is Not Dead :))) There was No Body. He's Not Dead. And If You keep Insisting That He Is, He's Gonna Skewer You :). He's holding onto Xiu Ya so he can return his most favored disciple's sword when he returns. It's on his hip right next to Zheng Yang where it's supposed to be.

Also this motherfucker?? does not sleep btw. He has the image of SQQ, wide eyed and hysterical and standing at the mouth of the abyss burned into his fucking eyelids. Can't use the dreamscape to escape it either because he keeps trying to save him and either he does and it's an incredibly cruel trick to wake up to, or he doesn't and he gets his heart broken in several different pieces again.

There is no convincing this man that Shen Qingqiu is dead. Absolutely nothing at all. He is buried so deep in denial that moles would be jealous of how deep he is. He keeps making tea for two in the bamboo house only to remember that it's just him. SQQ's fans are hiding everywhere, little reminders of his presence. He goes to wake up SQQ on the mornings he sleeps in-- only to find the room empty.

[itsaspectrumcomic]

not my usual kind of comic but just... how I've been feeling recently

if you're feeling the same, maybe it will help to know you're not the only one

[wtfforged]

more cats keep appearing on my canvas idk what to tell you boss

wanted to post the separate parts too :)

[cakepoppresent]

Some random shots I have for my Sims Story. Veronicas would take some more time there are poses I need for sims working in the office that I need to find so it feels more ~real~

[daily-reminder-to-click]

Here’s your reminder

Free Palestine🇵🇸🇵🇸

[ch2n2o2x3]

₊‧° 𝓣𝓸𝓭𝓪𝔂, 𝓘 𝓪𝓶 𝓖♡𝓭 °‧₊

𝒯𝑜𝓂𝑜𝓇𝓇𝑜𝓌… 𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌𝓈?

[pcktknife]

I feel bad like you would not believe

[sphylor]

cw: blood

Today's practice had turned out way more stressful than Dew had expected. Papa was caught up in some ministry business so the ghouls were left to go through songs and choreography by themselves. Dew was a little bit thrown off by this news but it was fine. They had done loads of ghoul only practices before and done everything they needed to do. But there was an air of what Dew could only describe as silliness hanging over the other ghouls today and it was making it hard to get damn near anything done. 

“-and then I told him that I didn't even work there!” Swiss exclaimed as Phantom and Cirrus doubled over with laughter.

“So you had this poor guy follow you around the whole store trying to get your attention?” Cumulus giggled as she wiped a tear from her eye.

“I don't even know why he did it!” 

There was another eruption of laughter and Dew eyed the instruments that his bandmates had abandoned to go listen to Swiss’ story. He looked round at the other ghouls and saw the same level of disinterest in practicing. Rain had sat down on the edge of Mountain's platform and pulled out his phone and headphones while the earth ghoul absentmindedly drummed out a beat and stared out the window. Aurora had even linked her phone to one of the speakers and was playing some new hit pop song. Everything was so loud and disorganised. Dew tried to get anyone's attention, but between the laughter and the music and the sound of Mountain's drums no one could hear him. Or they were all just ignoring him. 

“Guys can we get on with the fucking practice? We start touring in a month and we still have so many things to go over.” Dew raised his voice and everyone went quiet. Aurora turned off the music and everyone got back into position. Dew felt guilt start to grow in his gut at all the sheepish looks on his bandmates faces. But he shook his head and looked at the setlist they needed to practice for the first show. “Okay let's just start from the top because Papa isn't here.”

They got through the first few songs without a hitch but when they got to the first solo in Faith, one of Dew's hands decided to cramp and completely fuck up the whole thing. Dew stifled his cry of pain and everyone stopped to see what happened. 

“I'm fine. Let's just start again.”

Dew tried again but his fingers weren't cooperating. He kept fumbling the notes as his hand continued to ache even after the cramping stopped. He was getting increasingly frustrated with himself. Everytime he messed up the solo he went back to the start and tried it again. He didn't even notice when the other's stopped playing when he started to do that. He also didn't notice his glamour slipping and, with what seemed to be a deafening twang, Dew's claws sliced straight through several strings.

The sound of his only blood rushing through his head was the only thing he could hear as he stared down at the guitar. One of the strings must have caught his hand as it snapped and Dew watched the blood drip down his wrist, staining his sleeve. 

Phantom rushed over and tried to take his hand. “Dew, you're bleeding! Let me fix that for y-”

A deep, guttural growl cut the quint off as Dew snatched his hand back and threw his pick to the floor. He would have thrown his whole guitar to the floor too if he didn't know how much it would cost to replace it. So he just shoved it on its stand and stormed out of the room.

As he marched down the corridors he could feel the hot tears start to stream down his face. He was such a fucking idiot. Phantom didn't deserve that. None of them deserved the brunt of his temper. The guilt made his stomach churn and he wanted to scream. He wrenched the door to his room open and slammed it shut behind him, before launching himself into bed. Grabbing the nearest pillow, he screamed into it until his throat was raw and his head hurt. 

After that, he realised that the feeling of his clothes sticking to his sweaty skin was just too much and he practically ripped them off his body, throwing them across the room and not caring where they landed. Then he remembered the cut on his hand and saw how much blood he had got all over his bed. It was everywhere. All the thrashing about he had done had caused the wound to keep reopening and bleeding all over his sheets and blankets and pillows. Dew practically jumped away from the bed and just stood there, too overwhelmed by everything to do anything. The tears started again and Dew just didn't know what to do. He fell to the ground and sobbed. 

[phantomrose96]

My manager and my project lead both gave me glowing glowing reviews on this project (my lead even CC'd my skip-level and skip-skip-level with his praise and they both responded) even after I spent all of January and February worried that I was slipping behind with work because I was busy being an overwhelmed shell of a person

[rockoblanco]

been sober for 5 weeks today, & in a lot of ways my quality of life has greatly increased. but one thing ive never rlly heard spoken abt when it comes to sobriety is how u literally have to learn how to feel again. just a really bizarre & strange transitory period !!!

[bluebird-poetry96]

Self Doubt in the Air

Why can’t I just...

Be.

Be a person who makes mistake,

Be someone who takes risks, and thinks themselves invincible,

Be a courageous person, live in the storm that is my soul.

Be a person who loves way too much, with such a force of-

Wait,

That’s one I have mastered...

I have banged that god forsaken hammer atop that nail,

Bending, breaking, busting

Beseeching to receive the same. 

i just want to be...

Free...

-Raven Blue Bell

[trebuchet151]

🗑️ - "It's complicated"

💍 - Partners (current or future)

💢 - Person they can't stand

🏆 - Best friends (past, current or future)

For Corey? :]

I just realized I forgot to post this answer 💀

Sorry about that lmao

Thanks for the ask! I promise its appreciated even if my response was belated

🗑- It's complicated

Ortega! Surprise to nobody that Corey is allergic to commitment. They love (theyd hate the use of that word but its accurate) Ortega but between their trauma and wanting to keep distance to protect them Corey just refuses to label what is obviously a years-long exclusive relationship.

💍- Partners

Also Ortega. Eventually Corey's gonna defrost enough to settle down and be domestic. Ortega breaking them out did wonders to accelerate the process.

💢- Person they can't stand

Chen. They didnt get along very well pre-heartbreak. Started to play nice during rebirth and retri, and then Chen revealed that he knew about them and saw their autopsy photos and did nothing about it. Now Corey wants a dartboard with his face on it.

Bonus extra background character. Corey still doesnt like Owl. They really hold a grudge.

🏆- Best friends

Current: Dr. Mortum and Rosie. Pay no attention to the fact you spend 99% of your bonding time with them through the puppet. Totally not a disaster waiting to happen.

Past: Anathema. They left an unfillable void in Corey's social life. Once they stop dissociating enough to realize how much they miss Themmy its gonna be disasterous

[rpmemes-galore]

thank you, @staff, for somehow making the dashboard even worse. is this, like... a joke? like, are you guys actively going out of your way, snickering to each other in the boardroom, about how to make the worst possible changes just to see how far you can go? sure feels like it. 

[greppelheks]

I don't know how you've all experienced the year 2024, but I barely witnessed it, and I've been fighting for my life

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[dandyshucks]

oh my god help i won that contest I entered. hello??? hello?????? thats insane???? im like... confused??? why me djdkdl my guy was a little goober djsksl i thought i was not doing a good job of "monster" huhhh??? i feel so confused and overwhelmed and aaauuhhh??