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finrays · 1 year
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Sometimes being an environmental scientist is not fun, because you want to prank your friends by pretending to have a pebble in your shoe that’s actually a chocolate rock and eating it in front of them…
…but professionally they all know what a real rock looks like versus a chocolate rock
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zoeysuxx · 2 years
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TW: Transphobia
Ugh. Spent the afternoon with my parents. They were watching my youngest over the weekend and I needed to pick him up.
At this point, while I love a good parenting break I also hate pretty much any contact I have with my own parents. I know what you're thinking... I'm too old for this shit, right?
Apparently not.
I came out to them on Christmas Eve of last year. So, they've been aware that I'm not the son they thought they'd had for almost a year now. Want to guess how many times they've used my correct pronouns and name, without any kind of reminder?
Zero.
"We've known you for so long as <redacted>, we have to get used to it"
You've had damn near a year, fuck. Maybe actually put in a little effort hmm?
That's not even the worst part...
So, every time I go there wearing anything that doesn't have individually sewn legs my dad goes on some tirade about how 'I don't need to dress that way' and 'I'm putting my life in danger'. All this despite the fact that that I've informed him on several occasions that I am very cautious about where I go and how I present. Given his history as a bastion of toxic masculinity and rampant homophobia, I don't think he's the one I would be taking life advice as a trans woman from. Based on his 'logic', it's pretty clear to me that he's just under the impression that this will all go away eventually and I'll go back to being a self-loathing shlubby man. Fuck that.
Bet you thought that was the worst part? Buckle up, sweets - there's more.
When I first came out, they hated my chosen name. They actually requested Zoey, saying they really liked that name. So, I thought I'd humor them and work it in, since it was actually a name I'd considered anyway. How many times have they called me Zoey without being reminded?
Zero.
My dad has even gone so far as to start calling me a name I never selected nor approved of, which is curiously close to my dead name. Pretty sus. When confronted about this - he ultimately said that as my father he gets a say in what he calls me, because he doesn't like the name I gave myself. So, he's determined that my choice is dead name, or *almost* dead name. Way to make it about yourself, assbag.
So yeah, that's the truncated version of the shit day I've had.
I need cuddles 😕
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thanatoaster · 8 months
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Just had the awkward experience of trying to check out someone's tumblr from an ao3 fic only to discover I've blocked them.
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lilianade-comics · 3 months
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Being driven crazy by that Kindred Spirits screenshot (the date is at least three years too early to be accurate). Also, I would have paid good money to actually SEE the "Vlad robs every bank in Wisconsin" flashback.....
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iampikachuhearmeroar · 2 months
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"nobody wants to work anymore" but a low paying casual retail job wants you to travel to a capital city you don't live in, which is a considerable distance and time travelled from you (when you actively have a branch of this shop in your LOCAL shopping centre, 15mins down the road); for a group interview assessment centre. they then make you CONGA LINE into the said group interview with party poppers and streamers. like ma'am. I don't care how "ironic hipster millennial and 90s nostalgia" and "life of the party" this brand is supposed to be. but I ain't conga lining into this interview like a fucking clown. fuck some hiring managers and HR depts, honestly.
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edsbacktattoo · 1 year
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I bet there’s some insane foliage.
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laufire · 28 days
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“He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.” ― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights.
future WIP edit for @jaynotwayne's birthday: Robin's War Journals: Steph recovers from the worst of her injuries in Wayne Manor, wondering if the final price of admission to the bat's club might've been too high, when she stumbles upon the old diaries of a long lost boy she can't help but see herself in. At the same time, a new player comes to town, gunning for Black Mask.
Stephanie doesn't need to read the autopsy to intimately know each wound it details. Roman Sionis had branded them all over her body. Now, it was as if someone else had plucked from her skin each bruise, each scrap, each slash, and transferred into his marred body, culminating in a mirror gunshot to the chest. Whoever did it gave Black Mask a chance when he called for an ambulance and confessed his crime. The same chance Stephanie had. For whatever reason, be it his injuries being inflicted in a much shorter time, or a lesser luck in doctors, the result was this: Stephanie made it. Sionis did not.
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ajcrowlor · 5 months
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It's so clear now that you are all that I have I have no fear cos you are all that I have
so i decided i wasn't actually all that happy with the background of this piece and redid it haha :'D
again, this is from a post-series Empty rescue plotbunny, it's yet another image of Dean and Cas in freefall (which is probs from watching too much Eureka Seven in hs), and have the soundtrack that is both inspired by this scene and acted as inspiration to draw this (mostly Snow Patrol's You're All I Have and Signal Fire being blasted on repeat):
(also how the FUCK do yall size your procreate shit for tumblr? i feel like everything i post looks like a pic i took with my first slide phone circa 2008... it makes potato quality look good *sobbing*)
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lucalicatteart · 11 months
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 sculpted a strange shimmery two headed snail, speckled with wild flowers on it's shell~
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t0rtur3dkumqat · 16 days
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"Perfectly collared behavior even in your sleep, hmm? How admirable."
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zoeysuxx · 2 years
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Hello, empty void!
So, I created this account to hide myself away, while also being able to reveal more of myself (oh stop it). There's a lot of things I want to get off my chest, but don't feel I can elsewhere; I feel like I'm constantly being monitored - digitally smothered, even - by my partner.
So, if you've stumbled across this... allow me to apologize in advance. There's going to be a lot of ranting and, for lack of a better word, whining. I don't know if it'll make up for it, but I'll probably post other stuff too.
So, hi! I'm Zoey. I am transfemme, pan, and poly. I love D&D, M:tG, and video games (hooked on Dragon Quest XI and Dreamlight Valley atm). I also collect hobbies - I have so many art projects of various mediums started and abandoned. Not to brag, but I'm also completely burned out and perpetually exhausted. So yeah. Enough of that... for now at least.
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grimoirering · 8 months
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malglories · 5 months
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that first day when the sun is out and flowers are blooming and the windows are open…and you’re like. oh wow i’ve been such a miserable bitch the past 6 months.
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astral-schools · 9 months
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I don't know what I will become. No one does. But for now, I am me.
happy one month of wallaru being out. i finished this like two days after the spoiler wall dropped on test realm and have just been sitting on it ever since.
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iampikachuhearmeroar · 8 months
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ok so i did get a proper email from this uni grad program and job website that i joined way back in like 2016, explaining that they'd been hacked. but. i am SCREECHING. HOOTING. HOLLERING. DYING, EVEN.
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