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theadventurek9 Ā· 4 months ago
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Oh buddy boy
I've had a lot of talks with various people about Ryker's current state with his ability to learn and focus during his current teenagehood.
His drive to work has plummeted. Anything that's not tug or chase type play he doesn't really want to do it. I chose the bad path of trying to keep working on things, working on trying to keep things easy and fun but it still has stressed him out.
Food refusal is becoming more common, signs of stress with any training scenario, and overall harm to our relationship. What I thought was slow moving with training isn't slow enough for him. I've been taking things so much slower with him than I did Aayla. Yet it hasn't been enough. I think I've been getting more frustrated with him and while I try and not let that affect my training, I know it does. He is so very sensitive.
So we are going to be taking a break from anything beyond the essentials of continuing LLW, ability to disengage from dogs, and husbandry needs. He has been thoroughly enjoying our agility class so we will keep doing that but that is it. No more obedience for now, no more tricks or anything like that. Just structured play, maintaining good dog skills and letting him mentally mature a bit more.
I need to focus on Aayla for nationals and need to reset myself anyways. I need to get a better relationship with Ryker and let go of my dreams and goals for right now. Maybe he won't be a great sport dog and that will be okay. He is a great family member and gets along so well with everyone.
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sidras-tak Ā· 8 months ago
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Iā€™m 26 and my mom just rubbed my back for ten minutes and we chatted quietly about life and at the end I hugged her and I said ā€œI will always need my mamaā€ and she said ā€œI will always need my Kitā€ so remember to hug someone you love today and that youā€™re never too old to ask your mama for a back rub
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anotherpapercut Ā· 1 year ago
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yesterday I went to a little meeting at my local queer community center and I was admiring their bookshelves and mentioned that I work at the public library and someone said "well I bet they don't have any [LGBTQ+ books] at our library" and I was like um. yes we do. we have tons of them. half of our employees are queer leftists so they said "oh well I bet they don't in [nearby rural county]" and I was like uh once again yes they absolutely do. gay people live and work there as well
so here's a quick reminder that if you don't think your local library has enough queer centered materials you should actually check before assuming, and if you're not satisfied with their collection you should submit a request for more such books. I don't know what the political landscape of libraries looks like outside the us rn, but within the us no matter where you are, I promise you there are employees at your library fighting for inclusion and intellectual freedom and they can't win without vocal public support
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teaboot Ā· 11 days ago
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Sometimes at work it's not my place to tell people the things I want to say, and I find I often go home at the end of the rougher days to stand blankly in my shower and tell myself over and over what I wish I could pass on.
This accomplishes very little, and mostly just gives me a tension headache, but through it all I think I've narrowed myself down to a few solid things I'd like to tell people the most.
You can't change people. Not permanently, not for anythig. You can support them, encourage them, love them, give them tools and opportunities and resources, but you can't make them change. They can change themselves if they want to, but they have to want to, and they have to want it for themselves, because they're the only one that's certain to be with them forever.
For better or worse, you make your own choices, and blaming bad choices on others doesn't only work to absolve you of responsibility- it also robs you of control. Because if you say you only did something because I did something, then you arent only shifting blame- you're admitting that you cannot control yourself, that you cannot truly make choices for yourself, that other people can control you- and as long as you truly beleive that, you'll keep facing the same problems over and over. You'll keep letting others dictate your choices, because you'll beleive that they can, and you'll never be free.
White knights on horseback are from fairytales. Nobody can help you if ou're not willing to help yourself. To try, to put the dirty work in, to belive you're worth that effort- Act as though nobody is coming to save you. From a struggle, from pain, from bad relationships, from yourself. And when you do save yourself, because you will, because failure here isn't an option if you want to survive, you'll never find another dragon that can keep you prisoner.
Don't say anything to anyone that you wouldn't want them remembering forever.
Doing the right thing in bad circumstances is hard. It's the hardest thing. But if you make the choice to do that hard thing anyways, despite your fear, you'll go on the rest of your like knowing that you're the sort of person who did something.
The present only seems the hardest because the past I over and the future hasn't happened.
There's so much joy ahead of you, the kind you can't possibly understand until you see it yourself.
The responsibility of consequences is often disguised as the power of permission. "I won't do this if you help me", "I'll work on my anger if you do this for me", "I promised you I'd quit, but can I have just one?". The unspoken question is, "Can it be your fault if this goes badly?"
You cant make someone love you the way you need to be loved. Someone can love you very much and still be bad for you, even if you love them very much in return. Two people can love each other very, very much, and try their very best, and still be wrong for each other.
Sometimes being near to someone changes you, even in good ways, and the people you become don't fit together as well as the people you were.
Caring takes work. Even if it's real. Especially if it's real. And the most important gestures aren't the grand, poetic, songs-and-flowers-and-tears moments; they're getting out of bed even though you don't want to. Paying attention to things you don't enjoy. Scrubbing pans, or opening a window, saying "thank-you", or helping carry groceries into the house. The small things fill the big things- without the small, boring, mediocre things, big things feel hollow.
Thrre is honour and dignity in humble work.
If you are a cruel and spiteful person, then you will find every place you visit to be full of the same cruel, spiteful people. This is not because the world is as cruel as you, but because everywhere you are, you will be disliked. This is the curse that comes with being persistently cruel and spiteful.
If you are a kind and ppsitive person, you will repeatedly encounter kind and positive people, because as they grow familiar with you, they will be happier to have you near. This is the reward of being a kind and positive person.
When splitting paths with loved ones, briefly or forever, aim for your last words to always be "I love you".
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eddiethehunted Ā· 8 months ago
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i LOVE fics where eddieā€™s like ā€œiā€™m a virginā€¦ nobody wants to fuck me EVERā€¦ iā€™m a bitchless loserā€¦ never even had my first kissā€¦ woe is mešŸ˜”ā€ and steve, vibrating with poorly restrained lust, is like ā€œso i have this crazy ideaā€
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hinamie Ā· 5 days ago
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sidelong
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poorly-drawn-mdzs Ā· 6 months ago
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Heartfelt Reunion.
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chalkrub Ā· 4 months ago
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assorted art fights, one of which I even tried to use a new semi-lineless style onā€¦.actually using art fight to experiment, can you believe it?
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help-itrappedmyself Ā· 9 months ago
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Dead on Main AU
Masterpost
Guys, I'm so sorry. But here's this!
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Danny blinks and he is somewhere else. Heā€™s sitting at a dining room table, surrounded. There are so many people here. Theyā€™re all talking over each other, some yelling, some laughing. This scene comes as a great surprise to him, who -one blink ago- was trying and failing to do his homework at home in his room. Danny shoots up, his chair making a horrible noise as he pushes it away so fast it tumbles over. Everyone in the room turns to look over at him like heā€™s insane.Ā 
ā€œOh my god, who are you people?ā€ Danny did not mean to say this out loud, but at the sound of his voice he startles. Danny takes a moment to assess, and then, ā€œOh my god who am I?ā€ Ā He is tall, and big, and this is certainly not his body, what is he wearing.
The boy sitting to the right of Danny, a little shorter than he is, with black hair and blue eyes (though now that heā€™s paying attention that does describe most people in the room),Ā  starts chuckling lightly. ā€œUh, Jason? Are you good?ā€Ā 
Danny turns to stare him right in the eyes. ā€œWhat day is it?ā€
And he can tell the concern around the table is just ratcheting up every time he opens his stupid mouth.
ā€œDid you hit your head on patrol?ā€ The voice comes from the only blond and one of the only girls in the room, who's to the left of the person across from him. The person across from him is another boy with black hair and blue eyes who is studying Danny in a way that makes him uncomfortable, that under-a-microscope look that makes you feel like youā€™re failing at something.
ā€œI have no idea if Jason hit his head.ā€ Danny says. ā€œI was just trying to remember if it was my birthday.ā€
And if he thought the room was busy when he first arrived here it is absolute pandemonium now. Everyone starts shouting and asking questions that he canā€™t even hear over the shouting. Someone with white hair in a suit just came through a door he didnā€™t even see earlier to stand by the only person not shouting, who -Danny would guess- is the only other adult in this room, witting at the head of the table. He also has black hair and blue eyes, and where almost everyone elseā€™s reaction was panic, he froze instead. The person across from Danny also isnā€™t shouting, but the person next to Danny on his right has now fully stood up and looks like he might actually jump across the table to win the argument he ended up in.Ā 
ā€œAre you Jasonā€™s soulmate?ā€ is the main gist of the shouting that Danny can interpret but heā€™s more concerned with actual Jason at the moment. If they switched bodies... Then Jason might be in troubleā€¦
ā€œHey, I forget, how long is this body swap supposed to last again?ā€ Danny asks.
ā€œUntil you and Jason have physical contact. You have to actually meet.ā€ The boy sitting across from him explains. He seems like one of the only ones that heard Danny talk, everyone else was still shouting.Ā 
ā€œOh, that just seems terrible. What if weā€™re in different countries or something?ā€ Danny complained. ā€œEveryone in the world is just supposed to be able to drop everything and afford to fly across the world. The universe is really trying to screw people over now. Honestly, am I in a different country? Where even are we right now?ā€
ā€œYouā€™re in Gotham.ā€ This voice was new, coming from the head of the table to Dannyā€™s right.Ā 
ā€œOh no. Nope.ā€ Danny started backing away from the table, almost tripping on his overturned chair. ā€œAbsolutely not, no, how do I get out of here?ā€ He starts earnestly looking for a door to get out of this place, but there are three doors he can see and he has no idea where any of them go, and doesnā€™t this room have any windows? What kind of a room doesnā€™t have any windows? Do they like to eat in a basement?
ā€œJason- not Jason. Uh, you need to calm down, everything will be fine alright, Weā€™ll get you and Jason introduced no problem.ā€ Danny swivels to track the voice and itā€™s the one who was sitting next to him, heā€™s walking towards him with his hands up and out in front of him.Ā 
ā€œI have to get home.ā€ Danny breathes.Ā 
ā€œWe can get you there, promise. Now, Iā€™m Dick, can you tell me your name?ā€
ā€œYour name is Dick? Who named you Dick?ā€ Danny is so confused heā€™s stopped panicking. ā€œHow old are you for you to go by the name Dick?ā€
ā€œOkay, rude.ā€ Dick sounds like a petulant child so Dannyā€™s estimations for his age are continuously dropping. ā€œIā€™m 24.ā€
Danny snorts. ā€œOkay.ā€ The blond girl starts laughing over at the table. ā€œIā€™m uh, Iā€™m Danny.ā€
ā€œNice to meet you. Sort of. Iā€™m Tim.ā€ The guy from across from him had made it over to stand next to Dick. ā€œThereā€™s a lot of us here today so the one laughing like a hyena is Steph. That one there is Duke.ā€ African-American, still with black hair but he has brown eyes and waves once introduced. ā€œDamian is the short one next to him, and Cass was sitting across from Dick earlier. Our dad, Jasonā€™s dad-ā€Ā 
ā€œNot my dad!ā€ Steph interrupted. Tim waves her off.
ā€œEveryone but Steph's dad, is over there, Bruce. Alfred, our butler is the one next to him.ā€ Alfred gives a slight nod to his head. Bruce is just staring at him.
ā€œSo, names out of the way. You said you wanted to go home, where do you live?ā€
ā€œAmity Park.ā€
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anewp0tat0 Ā· 1 month ago
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omg I finally finished it. I was torn in wondering if this was out of character for Lizzy but my final concusion is that she's a kid and your parents being romantic is gross no matter what you like. lil headcanon ā™”
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excali8ur Ā· 5 months ago
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Weird dream.
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sunshine-zenith Ā· 4 months ago
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Maybe itā€™s because I just spent the last four days watching my sisterā€™s toddlers while mildly sleep deprived, but I gotta say Peri has PEAK ā€œchildfree young adult who was the youngest person in their family naively volunteers to watch recalcitrant child assuming theyā€™d automatically be The Cool Adult Relative only to realize they have no idea how to balance being indulgent with being responsible and gets overwhelmed within five minutesā€ energy
10/10 I have never felt so seen by a cartoon before
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tangledinink Ā· 10 months ago
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Does Swanatello Donatello have all his memories back now? Are his memory problems gone?
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Yes and no? He has a majority of his memories back, even if some of them are still fuzzy, but that doesn't mean his memory is fixed... but he's getting better every day!
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theonewhowails Ā· 11 months ago
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silly stuff i drew while reading Feel No Evil by @payasita , in which the Lamb does not know how to propose, Narinder does not know how to be alive, and neither of them knows what an obligate carnivore is
bonus? lmao
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steddieas-shegoes Ā· 9 months ago
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Itā€™s been done in every which way but Eddie being in an accident of some kind that leaves him paralyzed, but his doctors believe he could walk again with intense physical therapy
Heā€™s stubborn and absolutely hasnā€™t dealt with any of the trauma of the accident and takes it out on his physical therapist, Steve, who is used to patients being pretty angry about their situation
He always meets Eddie where he is though, tries to keep a smile on his face and joke when appropriate and even shares his cookies from his lunchbox with him
Eventually, Eddie starts making some progress, but instead of being happy about it, he panics and cancels all his PT appointments for the week
Steve tries calling, texting, emailing, doing everything he can to encourage him to keep going, but it all goes unanswered until Gareth, one of Eddieā€™s closest friends, calls him on Eddieā€™s phone
Heā€™s depressed and he wonā€™t get out of bed, heā€™s given up. Heā€™s tired of being in pain and having to try to so hard just to move his damn legs a little
Steve isnā€™t usually this personal with clients, and tells Gareth he canā€™t discuss anything medical with him due to patient confidentiality, but insists he should try to drag him to the office the next day before it opens
And somehow, probably through guilt, Gareth manages to wheel a very sullen and grumpy Eddie into the side door entrance to the office at seven in the morning
Steve tells him to come back in an hour to pick him up and Eddie ignores the goodbye Gareth says to him
And Steve pretends nothing is wrong at all, goes through the usual temperature and blood pressure check, asks how heā€™s feeling and gets a grunt in response, asks if thereā€™s any pain and gets an eye roll
But Eddie met his match in Steve because Steve then pushes him to the center of the workout room, where a large mat is out and a walker is set to the side
ā€œWhatā€™s that?ā€
ā€œYour walker.ā€
ā€œI donā€™t need one seeing as I canā€™t fucking walk.ā€
ā€œYou are today.ā€
And Steve knows heā€™s pushing and he hates being pushy
But he knows what his clients are capable of, and he knows without a single doubt in his mind that Eddie is ready to use the walker for five to ten minute increments. He has the leg strength and the stubbornness, he just needs the belief in himself
ā€œDo you want me to hurt myself worse?ā€
ā€œOf course not. And if you get tired, the seat on the walker is right there. But you can walk and you will walk.ā€
ā€œAnd if I call Gareth to come get me right now?ā€
ā€œThen I donā€™t believe my services are of value to you anymore and Iā€™ll wish you the best.ā€
It pained Steve to say it because he knew he was fucking good at what he did, maybe the best in town. His clients often had to wait for his availability to open for weeks or months at a time because of how many people were referred to him
But he said the right thing because Eddie huffed, groaned, and cursed under his breath before wheeling himself to the edge of the mat to hold onto the walker
He pulled himself up
His legs were shaking from not being used for the last few days more than the bare minimum, but his determination was clear
Steve slowly pulled the chair away as Eddie unlocked the brakes of the walker and glared at Steve as he took one step, then two
Sure, he was relying pretty heavily on the walker, maybe more than Steve wouldā€™ve liked to see, but he was moving
He made it across the mat and then locked the brakes, sat down on the pad on the walker, and gave a sarcastic grin to Steve
ā€œHappy?ā€
ā€œAre you?ā€
And maybe Eddie wasnā€™t ready to be asked that because he was suddenly sobbing, covering his face as tears flowed down his cheeks
Steve gave him a few seconds before moving to kneel in front of him, pulling his hands away
ā€œYou deserve to have your life back, Eddie. Youā€™ve been lucky to have the chance to walk again. Letā€™s not waste it, okay?ā€
Eddie spent the rest of the session walking across the mat and taking breaks every two minutes or so
It was better than Steve even expected, but he reminded Eddie not to do too much at once
Eddie didnā€™t miss any more appointments with Steve, and every appointment, he seemed to be more charming and flirty, more like ā€œthe old Eddieā€ according to Gareth, who drove him most days
Steve never admitted it out loud, but he knew what he felt for Eddie was different from other clients. It felt more personal, and it felt like it could be more someday
When Eddie graduated to a cane, Steveā€™s services were officially no longer needed
And Eddie decided that he should probably take Steve out on a date
ā€œSince I can walk and hold your hand now,ā€ he winked.
Steve should say no, but he doesnā€™t
Because holding Eddieā€™s hand feels even more right as his boyfriend than it did as his physical therapist
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poorly-drawn-mdzs Ā· 5 months ago
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Good morning, Sleepyhead.
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#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#wei wuxian#lan wangji#'WWX was asleep for 4 days' is an incorrect factoid.#The average WWX sleeps for 8 hours. The PD-MDZS WWX who was asleep for 40 comics and 4 months is an outlier.#We are back to present day! I have missed drawing them!#Ah...the contrast between how the flashback ended (cold and distrustful) to how wwx wakes up (warm and watched over)...#The gap between the past and present is very important. Not just in this story but in our lives too.#The past can still hurt and it doesn't just go away with time as some say. It is the power of realizing that things have changed.#We can't get the good back. The bad memories have concluded. Those live somewhere else now.#It is hard to realize that you have to live for today and tomorrow. The past is so loud.#For WWX it is realizing that despite the mistrust in the past - He really does have faith that LWJ will be there for him.#It is the reflection of knowing that you changed and will keep changing and that change is good and kind sometimes.#But more importantly...and this I really do mean with all my heart:#It will all end up okay in the end. Even after the worst day. The most painful losses. You will get through it.#What feels like a breaking point is truthfully just another step you have to take. You'll get through it even though it feels like the end.#There are wonderful things you have yet to see. Friends you have yet to meet.#Even if it hurts so badly...one day it just aches. Someday you'll go a few weeks not remembering that it ever hurt.#Oh and because my izutsumi comic revealed many people were in need of hearing this:#You are loved. Right now. You are so loved right now. We just forget to tell each other that.#Go tell the people you love that they matter to you. I'm assigning you homework!!! You are graded on completion.
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