#new tag i guess?

[femmehysteria]

when buddy said you took away something i love so im gonna take something you love, he succeeded, no he didnt manage to kill debora but he did kill baby's hearing, he can no longer listen to music in the same way, there's nothing he can listen to to distract from his tinnitus, he can never hear the tape recording of his mothers voice and those are things that are very important to baby. but baby is not disconnected from everything he loves, he knows sign language because of his foster father, he can lip read, he can still enjoy the sound of his mothers voice through the vibrations of his cars speakers, and most importantly he can still drive

[ghostlycoze]

RIP Mouse Shit 1.0

@sapphicdib inspired me I'm gonna ramble about my rainworld playthroughs here

doing a Rivulet expedition with 4 pearls to moon and a neuron, found a slugpup I named Mouse Shit

He died because I failed the expedition

Started again and found another I also dubbed Mouse SHIT bc they looked kinda similar alongside another I have yet to name—just been calling her Mouse Shit's sister.

They're a good pair of extra hands!

[lucky-clover-gazette]

did a botw-themed meal prep today!!

1: baked apples

2: mini carrot/nutcake (there are also bananas in there)

3. meat skewers over vegetable teriyaki rice bowl

4. hearty pumpkin soup, babyyyyyyy

bonus soup vanity shot

[tio-trile]

@scorpling: *galaxy brains* someone should draw the TLT necromancers as their corresponding Sailor Guardians

Me: Oh that sounds like a great idea. Too bad I've actually never watched Sailor Moon tho

Me:

Me: Palamedes in a miniskirt tho.

[goldsnek]

'Sup! Started making a longer Radioapple fancomic, takes place some time after S1 ending.

CW :canon divergence,violence, pre-relationship, 7 deadly sins mention

I'll be posting 3 pages each time! page 4-5-6

[onesidedradiostatic]

stayed gone but you're the sinners watching/listening

(AKA I spend an unnecessary amount of time editing)

[inkskinned]

we were sitting on the floor and i was cutting out tiny pictures to make a collage for a friend's birthday. you were on your phone and you laughed about something, and i was still in love with you then, so i asked what had you giggling.

"sorry. i was just..." you took a moment and went back to texting. "i was telling someone about how you're afraid of the dark."

i'm afraid of the dark because something bad happened. "oh." i felt a little slinky of shame crawl down my throat.

you glanced up, and maybe it showed on my face, because you rolled your eyes and held the phone to the side casually so i could see the group chat. "what? was it a secret?"

i looked down to the scissors in my hand. "i just..." no, it's not a secret. it just felt like something private, something serious. saying why would you tell someone that just feels like an accusation. it's unfair. i honestly am not even ashamed of it, it's just a fact about my person that i don't usually share.

what a strange experience. is this a human thing or a generational thing? for our grandparents: did they need to worry about how quickly someone can just... share your personal information? again, i didn't even really have a true objection. what could i say? i want any person in my life to feel they can be honest with their friends. it's not like i said don't tell anyone this.

i cut out another letter to complete the rainbow happy birthday, started hunting for the exclamation mark. i heard you sigh dramatically.

"don't make a big deal about this," you said.

this entire conversation was a pattern for us, and this was when we got to my least favorite part of the pattern. i would get my feelings hurt in some oblique not-technically-terrible way, and then it would be making a big deal about something. you'd get frustrated for me for being soft, but i was born soft. you knew i was soft when you pierced me. it's one of the things that made controlling me so easy.

"i'm not," i felt my voice crack. the question came without my wanting. "why are you guys talking about me?" and why are you saying that thing? why not like - i'm telling them how you're generous and kind and pretty.

you let out this low, tragic groan. "oh my god." you tossed the phone away from your body. "there, see? i just won't talk to them if you don't like it."

the rest of the hour went the way it always went, between us: i said i don't actually mind if you talk to your friends but -, you found a way to call my minor expression of discomfort "being dramatic." you got upset that i had been offended. i ended up apologizing, even though i hadn't actually done anything.

afterwards, you picked up the phone again. after texting for a little bit, you snorted. "okay," you said, "but it is kind of funny you're afraid of the dark. i mean, when you think about it."

[haunted-artist]

whoops its Ghost Story Time cause i remember things so, be me, I'm working at B&N. Working the cash register, alright work. I like making small talk with people, cause hey its something to do and you get to chat with people. (work enrichment even cause god it gets boring otherwise) Checking out this old couple, don't really remember what they bought but it probably wasn't much. Talking, yadada. Suddenly, they give me like. this big ass pamphlet for some church or religious thing. I'm like, What. I'm supposed to be giving you things you're not supposed to give me things. Course I didn't say that but that's what was goin on in my head. Think I tried to decline them as nicely as possible, cause I'm not really a religious person and also this is kinda uncomfortable! They insist however and I end up holding onto it for the rest of the day (very confused). My town's pretty religious (churches on everyyyyy cornerrrr), and I've certainly had my fair share of religious nutjobs yelling on campus (when I was still in college) about god and sinners and shit. Usually it's really easy to just say "NO THANKS" as you walk on by them to wherever you're going. Think that was generally what people did cause man that's like, blegh. That's probably the one time I was like, I could not run away and I didn't want to be mean to a customer if I didn't have a reason to be. (Well, not like I really could anyway, I usually had to call a manager or someone else for help cause I would start getting nervous cause I don't wanna be meannnnn. Mostly reminded of the time we had a bunch of customers cause its Christmas and ALL HANDS ON DECKKKK kinda busy. I was talking to this lovely elderly lady and also trying to help her sign up for a store card, cause she had a lot of books and she could get a better discount. *However*, she also had her asshole of a son there. This was also when everyone was still masking, so I also had a mask on. I remember he told me like, 2 times to speak louder? (Even though *he* wasn't the one I was talking to, I was talking to his mama!) I don't quite remember why he was there, but I remember one of my managers was at the register too, probably something that needed his help. However, the asshole suddenly *yelled* at me to speak up or, something, don't quite remember what he said be it was directed at me cause I wasn't being loud enough. Might have asked me to take off my mask even though I didn't want to. Memory gets a bit fuzzy there for a moment cause I kinda like, blanked for a moment from nerves and fear? Remember suddenly stuttering and babbling cause, hhhh. My manager ended up taking over and confronting the guy, telling him that he was not allowed to yell at his employees. Don't remember the full conversation, but apparently asshole cussed at him and manager told him to get out and not come back. After that was over I got asked if I was ok and if I needed to go to the back (which I did cause that was wayyy too much I needed a moment). Awful SoB I hope he stubs his toe on everything. ANYWAY THAT WAS A TANGENT-)

Anywayyyy I'm not really good with dealing with like. Conflict I guess. Least in person. I either get really emotional or like, walked over I guess? Well, maybe not "walked over" but I have a hard time saying "no" to some things I guess. Like, my job was pretty good don't get me wrong! Enjoyed working there (sides from the pay i hope the unionizers win against em!!) and most of my coworkers were great! Just sometimes had the lil stories that stood out for the bizarre or the bad.

[wardingshout]

apple season

[cobaltfluff]

competitive aquarium date

bonus: the night before

[800db-cloud]

um… what the fort…

[lucabyte]

i feel like people are sleeping on the occam's razor situation of how buckwild it is to outright accuse a guy of being a clone of your friend even if you DO have a lot of circumstantial evidence. there's other options is what im saying. they could just be like. a guy. that's a sensible deduction. you should explore that deduction. ignore my shirt that reads I <3 RED HERRINGS.

i still think odile has the correct theory on lock but she's smart enough to know it needs like... a real smoking gun to be able to bring it up without sounding insane.

anyway. (mirabelle voice) i know its rude to speculate but has anyone else noticed the grieving? they seem to be grieving. does anyone have any thoughts on the grieving? i have some thoughts on the grieving.

[dirtgemini]

ughh i wanna draw ada & zelda and figure out what they look like more and make noodle some gfs but every time i open my drawing app my brain just completely forgets about that cause of the 50 wips there staring at me

[demaparbat-hp]

Little Zuzu for an incoming project 🔥

[solroskajan]

The solver is gone (?) They put Bizcuit in a normal worker body. They really didn’t expect him to grow sharp teeth or a tail. He doesn't need to drink oil to live but that won't stop him from trying. (cw: vomiting)

(I actually drew most of this before episode 7, but I felt like cleaning it up a bit and posting it now)

[bluevelvetea]

So start by saving me, Itadori.

(Find my reference here)