#just help me please

[sirjo-esque]

Okay I know this is not the best time but like can someone please find me that fic of Odysseus figuring Achilles out in his girl disguise because good God was that writing amazing

[staringamassivemistakeintheface]

Hey, anyone in Science Olympiad… the guy doing Air Trajectory just bailed on us. (He’s also left me to die for Optics, but I’ll be fiiiiine.) Can someone take mercy on the smallest SO team known to man and send us whatever info you can spare?

We have ten people, and our coach is the most intimidating teacher I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing. I’m not above begging for the sake of my team.

[sassenashsworld]

Okay I need some help Community!!

I have to learn how to use a new program to make my drawings because I CAN'T STOP DRAWING I CAN'T I JUST CAN'T PLEASE

But I will never endors what Adobe do now

But I don't know ANY PROGRAM

I mean.... Microsoft pain? Ibiscus? Yeah I have try ibiscus on my phone but................ I don't feel it.... or maybe I just need to get more use but anyway

CAN SOMEONE HELP ME AND NAME OTHER PAINTING PROGRAMS?!??!?

[herlittlebunnyboy]

I've been so pent up these last couple days, my body is calling out for things I can't give it.

I've been waking up at odd hours sweating and craving touch. Lips, a hand, some kind of skin contact. Anything!

I shouldn't be leting out moans when I roll over because the edge of a pillow barely touched me. I feel like I'm going crazy 🥺

[your-llocal-magolor]

Currently at work/school rn and I'm so sleepy I might die-

Anyways I might post what VERY VERY VERY little lore I have cuz I need ppl to see my blog -Jamie/Artist

[joyfulavenuekitty]

why the fuck did we have to become a system we literally cannot fixate on a ship and often jump from one to another which means we can ship truncan and devcan at the same time. There is no universal aesthetic for us except for "edgy vocaloid teen" why tf did I have to be a pig lmao. oh and also why did I have to have trauma that stinks bro nobody has that shit except me and it sucks ass.

Update from 5 minutes later: they might be right. I might be just a hyper bozo with adhd or ocd why is this all happening I don't want it to.

[holographings]

someone on twitter said Imagine what s2 jayce would give to talk to s1 viktor just one more time. and someone had a time travel alternate dimension fic ready to go. and i read it. and now my face is being eaten by 3750 feral dogs i think

[nymphoutofwater]

And why? Cultural norms? Personal schedule? “Cause I’m always late to everything”?

Bonus points: Region and/or ethnicity?

[androdragynous]

can we please be more productive with our online time

[mo-mode]

AU where Mr. D claiming to be Percy’s dad accidentally counts as Claiming according to Greek god law or whatever and now all the other gods legitimacy believe Percy is his son, but if Mr. D corrects it, he has to explain to Zeus why he pretended he was Percy’s dad so now he’s like “YEP ol’ Perry Johansson is MY child wowie just look at the little fry, you have your mother’s eyes. Please stop standing next to water or you will blow my cover”

Meanwhile Poseidon is just standing off to the side like “how on earth did I dodge THAT bullet”

[dividingcosmos]

The way Nightshade is confirmed to use they/them and Optimus apologized and moved on properly is so nice

[inkskinned]

because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.

you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.

you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.

don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.

if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.

you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:

how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!

aren't you happy yet?

[theoldkyokodied]

Really quick doodles of a few scenes from the stream yesterday. Including combat flirting taunting, gale’s magnificently distracting shoes and.. whatever you wanna call gale agreeing to give 15 gold to astarion 😐😑😐😑😐 (that’s me blinking)

[artist-rat]

some epilogue vibes (an excuse to draw some hugs. and my durge so many times)

[irhabiya]

another campaign brought to my attention by a palestinian i speak personally with, and i trust its legitamcy. Hamdy has suffered great loss since the start of this genocide, his mother, aunt, siblings, cousins, neices and nephews, and 5 month old sister were martyred. despite making the campaign months ago, Hamdy has only received FIVE donations so far, and hasn't gotten any donations in months.

please share and donate to his campaign, no amount is too little!

€95 / €10,000

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[your-llocal-magolor]

Sorry I died guys that wasn't very silly goofy of me -Jamie