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Do NOT take me thrifting, you will have to drag me out that store kicking and screaming.
#my closet has no space in it.#i went thrifting with my friends one time... needless to say i had a cart full.#everyone else has one two items a jacket a top maybe some shorts yk?#i had an entire cart full.#cus listen every thing in that bitch was UNDER $10‼‼#the most expensive thing i got was 10 dollars bitch#cus look i got this cute jacket right size warm as hell DOSEN'T SMELL LIKE WEED and was 6 bucks#WHATTTT#brown jorts 5 dollarsHELLOOO#distressed bleach patterned skinny jeans that PERFECTLY FIT ME FOR 3 DOLLARS⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️#my bank account gave up on me that day they stopped whispering sweet nothings in my ear it was too late for me#kay just saying shit
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I need to clean my room but I can't clean my room because in order to clean my room I have to clean my room
#actuallyautistic#actually autistic#autism#autistic#autism spectrum disorder#like i need to clear off my bed/change sheets/and start that laundry first#but i cant do that because i dont have enough hangers to put away the clean clothes currently on my bed#so i need to go through my closet and get rid of stuff#i need to do thaf anyway because i got some new clothes and i have a bunch of stuff that im not going to wear#but i cant do that because i dont have anywhere to put the stuff i want to get rid of#ya know until i can actually take it to the thift store or whatever#and i dont have space because i need to pick up the stuff on the floor#but some of that stuff has to go certain places that i cant get to rn#because theres stuff on the floor
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i did the thing. i finished the fight.
#halo series#halo#artwork#halo 2#halo 3#halo infinite#master chief#john 117#bungie#343 industries#117#painting#art#artists on tumblr#halo fanart#cortana#space#outer space#halo ring#traditional art#acrylic#acrylic painting#drawing#the only thing that got me through this was playing the halo soundtrack#not to mention this has been sitting unfinished in my closet#finishing this fight#xbox#xbox 360#microsoft xbox
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Die Alone: The Coruscant Guard Christmas Special
All‘s calm and quiet on Coruscant, for once - the Senate‘s either gone home to celebrate the universally beloved Xeshmas with their closest, or is attending the annual festive bash at the Spakatomi Splaza buildings, sponsored by Chandrila. At 79’s, a horde of merry Commanders get together to bask in the Xeshmas spirit (red, green and white shots) and celebrate another year survived. But wait, Bacara groans into someone’s boots only thirty minute into their jolly bash, where the kriff is Fox? Ignored the invite again?
A strange feeling comes over Cody. He spent the entire day brooding, telling everyone who would listen that he has the strangest sensation of having forgotten something important and being told it can’t be that important if he’s forgotten it (Wooley) or to quit being such a partypooper (Rex). Now, it dawns on him.
He never sent that comm to Fox.
To be entirely fair, Fox probably couldn’t have attended either way - stuck as he is as the singular vod on babysitting shift at the empty Senate building. Still, it would’ve been nice to at least hear from some of the others, considering he saw them all loiter towards the clubbing district on security cams anyways. Now, here he sits and gathers dust - as a glorified secretary while his brothers are off partying or on security detail at Spakatomi Splaza.
Fox heaves a deep sigh and traces expletives in the thin film of dust on the reception desk. One positive of this whole thing - for once, he’s safe from being accosted and having slurs thrown at him by uppity senate staff, or, Force forbid, being called on a special mission by the Chancellor. He’s safely in his Nubian mansion by now, thank the Galaxy.
Thire and Ballsy are heading the party security, which, most ridiculous kriffing thing he’s had to assign troopers to in a long time. He would’ve doomed himself to it, but the Chancellor specially requested he man the desks and empty Senate. Fox is, after all, the best of the best.
Kriffing Xeshmas parties. Mothma, who’s usually capable of critical thought, specially requested they be in softshell for this assignment - to make their guests feel more comfortable and off the clock, she told Fox with a completely straight face.
Imagine that. Off the clock. Hah.
Fox is so busy watching the imaginary off-time he’s only heard of in dreams that he doesn’t even register the sudden plunge into darkness, until he starts to blink and his brain slowly comes back online.
Well, kriff.
With a heavy, internalized eyeroll, he flicks at his vambrace. Nothing. Taps for the light-controls. Nothing. Pokes at the screens of various pads.
Nothing.
…double-kriff.
With a much more external sigh, Fox heaves himself to his feet and attempts to manually flick on his helmet lights, only to grunt out a string of curses when he realizes they shorted out along with everything else. He gropes at his belt and -
Yup, magpack on the blaster too. Great.
Fox trudges through the empty, darkened corridors with all the enthusiasm of the world’s saddest glorified customer service worker, mentally cursing all the great forces at work to create this extraordinarly shit day for him.
Mothma for throwing stupid kriffing Xeshmas parties and requesting an unreasonable amount of softshell (!) Guard for it.
Palpatine for ordering him to babysit the Galaxy’s center of operations alone.
Cody and all the rest of them for not even kriffing pretending to invite him to anything anymore.
This stupid kriffing generator for deciding to kick it at the worst possible moment, and whoever was stupid enough to make the whole Senate power grid and comm access dependent on one single kriffing -
Fox freezes, all at once.
Voices. Plural. Outside.
Slowly, Fox creeps towards the slide doors leading outside. He pries them open gently, careful not to allow for a single creak or slip that could give him away. It’s more likely to be nothing than anything, but -
“ - enter from the trash chute, while Bossk takes the staff entrance on the other side and cover more ground that way. Bane, you will screw off the vent covers through the third floor exit and -“
“I know what I’m doing”, a deep, gravelly voice interrupts that sends shivers down Fox’ spine. He’d hoped he’d never have to encounter it outside a criminal court recording again - triple kriff. “I don’t need your lectures, Sing.”
“Touchy today, are we?”, Aurra Sing says, snidely, and it begins to dawn on Fox exactly how kriffed he really is. “Relax, Bane. We know what we’re doing. The Chancellor’s treasury doesn’t stand a chance in Sith-hell.”
A low, vibrating hiss answers her, trembling with laughter. Fox has to force himself to hold his breath to keep in the expletives that want to slip free, hands cold and clammy in his gloves.
“Alright, everyone on position. We wait an hour for the commotion to really get started over at Spakatomi, and then -“
Deciding he’s heard enough, Fox carefully shifts the sliding doors back closed and inches back through the hallways with his heart hammering in his chest. Kriff, kriff and double-kriff this stupid kriffing holiday - first thing he’s doing when he gets out of this alive is outlaw the very idea of Xeshmas for all acting GAR personnel, and then he’s going to shove a Nabooian fir-tree up the ass of Jango Fett’s kriffing ghost, because somehow, this too is his fault. Fox just knows it.
First, though, he’ll have to keep three of the Galaxy’s most infamous and deadly bounty hunters from stealing Republic secrets and treasures on his own.
(Somewhere, among the debris-littered ring of planetary satellites, a string of increasingly desperate comms waits to go through:
CC-4477: FOX
CC-4477: FOX HELP
CC-4477: FOOOOOOOX
CC-4477: THERE ARE SEPPIE TERRORISTS IN THE LOBBY THEY ARE BEATING UP ORGANA
CC-4477: I AMN HIDNG I TOLET
CC-4477: Sorry for that, Commander. The situation is back under control - I have acquired a bomb. I‘m sure you‘re right outside with the others setting up a perimeter - I‘ll keep the hostages safe, ori‘vod! :) -Thire)
#i had an outline to make a full fic out of this but i have barely enough spoons to brush my teeth on the daily so not happening LMAO#spakatomi splaza: space nakatomi plaza#mon mothma inviting the guard to a special party just for them: oh don‘t worry! just come as you are without the work stress it‘ll be fun!#fox who is having an entirely different conversation in a very depressing dimension: everyday senators find new ways to test my will to live#cody screaming crying: WE FORGOT FOX#cue subplot of immense damage to public property as all command class clones on coruscant go on a highspeed chase through coruscant#they stop halfway bcs they turned their comms back on and got ordered to spakatomi splaza#where anakin is obviously having a menty b about padme being one of the hostages#thire aka close enough welcome back john mcclane has it all well under control though#especially once thorn and stone drive one of mas amedda’s private limo speeders through the side door and steal all the hostages#meanwhile aurra sing bossk and cad bane find themselves wishing for prison back#at least they wouldn‘t be locked in with a feral fox and the senate broom closet supplies being used to commit unspeakable acts of terror#bossk gets nailed on the head by a boiling teakettle as well as five bricks#cad bane‘s hat gets burned off in a boobytrap and he remains stuck to an elevator shaft for an hour before todo frees him#and aurra sing electrocuted when she attempts to turn off ‘rockin’ around the xeshmas tree’#i have this mental image of fox waving down at a screaming horde of bountyhunters before cutting the elevator cord cackling wildly#and yoda gets an emotional grandpa moment where the Force tm tells him to abandon the active terrorist threat at spakatomi and go off to#save fox instead#wipes tear from eye#and that’s how the corries saved xeshmas!#palpatine probably gets murdered by like a stray boobytrap fox forgot or something and gets the buzz end scream moment before imploding in#a black cloud of nasty lmao#sw tcw fic ideas#corrie guard#commander fox#commander thire
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Happy trans day of visibility
#trans day of visibility#trans lives matter#as someone who never fit into gernder norms#as someone who's realised that they're trans and has been living in the closet for three years#I'm slowly pulling at my protective shields to show people who I am#this is going to be a long ass process and I wish I could have done it earlier in life#but better late than never eh?#thank you all for being a safe space and for accepting me and people like me#and to all my trans friends out there? I love you so much.#I know we're facing some hard times atm and I know there's more to come#You deserve to be loved. You deserve to be you. You deserve everything and so much more.#I see you
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ID in Alt
Poor Jim… how he suffers…
#no real plot just an excuse to draw Batman oblivious to the effect he has on others when hyperfocused in on detective work#plus a personal favorite ‘semi-denial closeted middle aged married man trapped in a tight space with his spank bank material’ trope#(and no this particular married man is in fact NOT wearing his ring… make of that what you will)#batgordon#gcpdilf#jim gordon#batman#commissioner gordon#my art tag
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part of me wants to hang my guitars on the brick wall because I think it’d be Vibes but the brick wall is like. suuuuper rough it’d probably scratch the backs really badly. unless I put some sort of like. protection or smth. idk what do people normally do when displaying guitars on the wall
#the problem is the apartment is Small and there’s really like. nowhere to put them except away in a closet#which I don’t wanna do because if I can’t See them I’ll never practice :(#this has been a post#the brick wall is the only place in the living room I could hang them#there’s not enough wall space in the rest of the room#the only other option for wall space is my bedroom. ton of wall space there
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im about to unpack my candles and yall Know im rubbing my lil fly hands together in delight
#ohohoho it is candle time its Candle Time#all of my sniffs! freed from their cardboard prison!#i just keep tapping my fingertips together while muttering 'candle time' and chuckling like some villain's deranged minion#MY THINGS MY STUFF THEY ARE ALL EMERGING#my closet has so much in it! and still there is Space! huzzah!#fuck i love this closet. already it has my clothes my hats my bags my shoes AND THERE IS STILL SO MUCH MORE SPACE#what can i store! blankets! towels! miscellaneous Things!#absolutely unprompted#this weekend we will be bolting my shelves to the wall so i can place my Books and Trinkets#ohhh my trinkets... too long have they been in the dark... unadmired and shunned....#and i'll be getting stuff to put up my whiteboard and my blackboards and my posters and my pictures and and and#THERE WILL BE NAUGHT A SPARE INCH OF SPACE UPON MY WALLS!!!#and when my new bed arrives i can put my glow stars on the ceiling!#*kronk voice* oh yeah. its all comin together#also i was putting my shoes on the fancy built-in closet shoe rack#and it entertained me Greatly to put my saddle shoes next to my little block heeled shoes#as i was putting them next to each other i felt very gender...#got my boots got my saddle shoes got my fancy heel shoes hell yeah hell yeah#anyway i cant wait to have things hanging Everywhere!#i havent lived in an Owned House since i was like. 5 so this is fun!#I CAN PAINT MY ROOM IF I SO DESIRE!!!#what color! blue! pink! green! black! a color per wall perhaps! i can get new curtains!#this fool is jingling less miserably than normal!#this progression will backtrack once i start job hunting here! its going to suck so fucking much! i do not want to be employed!#but perhaps it will score me friends... or at least workplace acquaintances...#it will also backtrack once my stepdad gets a dog! he wants a golden retriever! i Do Not Want That Ever!#why a golden retriever... theyre so slobbery and they shed and they feel weird and theyre Loud....#eugh. im not going to enjoy that. at all. why not a german shepherd? or a doberman? something with short fur at least?#sigh...
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At it again.
I do intend to actually clean the Sand one up and do it properly because I do have it partially built in the Sims because that's who I am as a person, but apparently we're doing Ray's rich boy rooms first.
In crayola coloured pencil and crayon because I never actually went and got my architecture degree and I can do what I want.
#adventures in ofts#my whiteboard has mlc ages and coral island fishing times written on it#the others have a skillet bread recipe and my grocery list on them#so scrap notepaper i found on the floor and colouring pencils it is#and also crayons because i couldnt find a felt tip#so this is. a lot more chaotic.#realising ray's rooms all have sliding doors rather than swinging doors fundamentally fucked me up#ray lives in a closet#he's just not very good at it#it's a very big closet tbf#i'm still not over the floral decorations theyre so#and also jojo/crew were sitting in what i assume is walk in/open closet space for the bathroom scenes#i'm so entertained#i was. not doing this on a flat surface. is my excuse#and not that i'm in a lot of pain and had too much coffee#i have a whole bunch of screenshots that are just me going ???? WHERE IS THIS#but i'll get there#this has so much missing from it
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ooooooughhhh biting and maiming and tearing and scratching and killing and bleeding and
#me @ me: no one cares#HATE my job. hate it#have to call landlords on the phone and then they are rude to me because *checks notes*#the HVAC system in a unit they own has been leaking for a year and the damage is so extensive itll cost 15k to fix#like damn sir im fucking sorry that you dont regularly have your units inspected for damage im really fucking beat up about that#its SUCH a shame that the damage is so bad its affected the unit below yours and now you have to pay for it#thats really so sad for YOU#this guys owns at least two possibly three condos in this community and lowkey i hope he dies#hes been very rude to me for no reason lmao#fuck me. as if its MY fault you dont pay any attention to whats happening in the condos you own#its almost like its your job to make sure things are functioning and livable when youre renting out a space to a human person#all landlords please kill yourselves#they are all such trash fucking people. literally only care about money.#i told him the approximate cost (the majority of which he wont be paying btw its billed to the building management)#and he was like WOW you guys will just charge WHATEVER YOU WANT you just raise prices WILLY NILLY#sir. we have to remove the HVAC system the washer/dryer AND the water heater#and then rip up all of the drywall and flooring in the living room and HVAC closet#and then put it back together. please please please please die. im begging.
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S3 Spoiler
What they meant
Sonic: Grab my hand, no homo :)?
Shadow: Yes homo
Sonic: Ok your idea is better so how ya doin 😏
#sonadow#sonadow prime#I've connected the dots#sonic prime spoilers#spoilers#'stop making everything romantic they're just bros'#well you know what we heard it from Shadow himself they're not brothers /hj#those holier than thou types can miss me with that headassery fr#shippers filling fandom spaces/tags with their adoration over every little thing has been happening for ages wtf#dont mind me ranting in the tags I'm just having a moment#just to be clear I have nothing against people who wanna view them as friends/found family/qp -- just the whiners#some people act like shipping ruins the very concept of friendship? why?????#I may be about the kissie lovey uwu Sonadow but I am fine with them being platonic coded on screen#as long as we are getting Moments:tm: and Shadow isn't being swept under the rug or hidden in the closet#my post
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That corset is begging for a pair of lingerie stockings to hook onto
#I just adore the way he fidgets with that corset. It's fucking cute okay.#the SNAP of that strap has me foaming at the mouth#god and another thing. THE SCULPT OF HIS ARMS MAKES ME WANT TO CHEW MY OWN OFF. right off. to the bone and cartilage.#I wonder if he still has that corset in his closet or in a storage space somewhere for memories of a a simpler time.#Wes Borland#Limp Bizkit#nu-metal#Black Light Burns#Wesley giving me that WAP on Wes Borland Wednesday#down the rabbit hole
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Just wanna remind everyone that it's NEVER okay to tell someone to die.
You don't know how hard they're fighting to stay alive every day. Or if they don't even want to fight for that any more.
#i hate that i let that get to me lmao just ruined my fucking day ive been sitting here sobbing for like an hour#i cant tell anyone just how much i dont even want to try any more bc i dont see the point#medical issues and mental issues dont pair well and i dunno if im even gonna be able to survive the next flare up#i dont need fandom spaces telling me to die when im already telling myself that every fucking day#also why does my age always get brought up lmao i didnt choose to be born 30 years ago stop telling me im old#my body has been telling me im old since age 11 you dont know what ive fucking been thru#30 was just a formality and serves as another reminder of how ill never meet societys expectations for a 30yo lmao#my point is. you should try showing a little more kindness if telling someone to die comes so easily#ive literally never once told anyone to die in my life. you just dont fucking go there. what if they kill themself right after that?#can you live knowing they did so on your command?#i couldnt#thats just like beyond fucked up#anyway im gonna go try and stop crying#ill prob stay off tumblr today idk i feel real sick lol#delete later / /#i hate that i cant exist as myself either in person (too queer and closeted in a rural area) or online (too queer and weird ships)#anyway
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Something I’ve been thinking about for the new year
#sth#sonic the hedgehog#knuckles the echidna#adhd-in-space#I just struggle being nice to people I really care about but I like to think behind the glares and mean words#my friends know I love them a whole lot and would do anything for them#dw dw I am trying to work on myself to be a nicer person I am#but one of my longest and closet friends has been saying this to be a new times so#made it into something#starting this year with something personal#I work so much I do sometimes feel I’m isolated from them all but they still find their own ways to check in on me and look after me#even when we are so far apart so yeah#obviously I didn’t mean for this to be a ship thing just more of me using knuckles for my reflective thinking#but if you ship so Knux and see it that way that’s alright too idc#I may have accidentally made sonics fingers a bit too pudgy but idk don’t precieve them
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Mom called me a shitty roommate today bc after months of her telling me to rent a uhaul (too young to do so) and then flaking out on me whenever I asked her if we could it on x day, I gave up on trying to get my bf's heavy TV and dresser and ordered a mountable tv, instead of buying more storage totes so that I could add to the ever increasing stack of totes in our guest bedroom
#leading up to and since raine moved in i have thrown tons of shit away and so has he#we both moved from larger rooms into a smaller shared room#meanwhile my parents moved into a bigger room with a bigger closet and claimed the garage for storage space#i have several decorative items that would look cute out in the livingroom without clashing with her style#but she considers all my items ''clutter'' so i have to keep them in my room or in a tote#except all my totes are already occupied by other shit#i threw away 90% of my friends items that i was storing here in an effort to make my room tidier#(and to ensure that my items are not littered around the livingroom and kitchen)#i got a bed frame with drawers so i could store items in there#i am not a horder and neither is raine but we have to condense two peoples worth of things into one room and two closets#and like i said before we both had bigger rooms before moving to this house#my room was way larger before. even with my giant ass desk (that doesnt fit in my room) my old room#didnt look cluttered bc it had lots of open space. even tho that was a 2 bedroom apartment#and this is a 3 bedroom duplex with garage the square footage in this house was budgeted poorly#my hallway is literally a snail spiral shape so a lot of space is lost to the curvature#not to mention my parents have bought more shit than we had at the old place to fill up space that we all shared in our old apt#except i am going to mention it bc i think this is totally unfair#i get that my mom has never liked when my room is messy. she's my mom and she is going to nag#but she does not have to use my room or bathroom (she has her own. thats bigger than mine)#and i keep my bathroom clean for guests#and she has made it clear that she is unwilling to help me even when i ask and tried to plan out ways to cheaply get more furniture#raine has had tote boxes in his car since he moved in bc he knows that we dont have a place for them inside#not to mention several collectable swords (including limited edition skyrim sword and genuine damascus)#which is kind of a fucking road safety hazard since they are real blades#but he puts up with it bc he doesnt want to add to the clutter#i bought this tv and wall mount bc i know that as long as my tv is grounded to a dresser i cant rearrange my room to make more space in here#and im donating my current tv to the guest bedroom bc they wont buy one for it#they also wont buy a dresser for it which is why my mom was hounding me to rent a uhaul for raines dresser#(i cannot stress this enough. we are both TWENTY. how are we going to rent a car. we need older adult help!!!)
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here i was respecting celebrities using tour buses because they were slumming it with the rest of the crew only to learn from tate mcrae’s (months old at this point) bus tour that she has her own bedroom and WALK IN CLOSET while there are like 4 teensy cubby bunk beds for (i guess???) her dancers or crew or guests whoever she wants on her bus idk but wtf
#i guess this makes sense but DAMN#i would not be strong enough to be on tate’s bus#because what do you mean this is my crawl space bed and she has a full bedroom with a full tv and ginormous closet#walk in is not an exaggeration btw it’s a room#bigger than my actual closet which isn’t even small
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