#you know?? I don't give a fuck if people don't like Cats I know it's not for everyone and that's FINE

[cozylittleartblog]

i got an alien aisha from a fountain faerie quest 🥺 i named her cosmica...

[hirazuki]

Me, episode 1: Oh, a relatable protag! And a relatable female protag, at that. Sweet! That never happens.

Me, a few episodes in: Wait, the protag really is going to be my character? The one I identify with the most? Seriously? It's not going to be a strange, at least somewhat sinister, seemingly hostile male side character? It's gonna be a female character and the protagonist? That's insane, that literally never happens... what's the catch??

Me, more than halfway through the season: ... huh, I guess Maomao really is it. Okay, then ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Me to myself, after episodes 22/23:

[camellcat]

you guys I'm losing my MIND

I have NEVER seen this sort of thing in any other fandom I've been in and I LOVE IT

[bleeding-hart]

some sketches

based on @theicarusconstellation's writing

I keep thinking of details I left out and stuff I need to fix but if I let myself do that I'm going to go insane so we're leaving it at this

Also some Sirius because they're a fucking king and we love them (I very strongly hc them as genderqueer and using any pronouns, but specifically he/they/she/it)

The dress was a bit of a failure but hey it looks like fabric at least I think maybe

[marc--chilton]

(wcau) after scrapping with a fox aiming to take his territory and deeming his injuries as non-life threatening, rather than stay in his lonely little den or accept help from plainsclan, he dragged his battered body all the way to wilson's yard, slip through the latticework under the deck, and bunker down. he was found the morning after, sniffed out by amber and only saved by her respect for her twolegs' property. wilson tries to convince house to let them take him to a vet but house talks him down.

there's not really anything to hunt there under the deck -- even if there was, house is too sore to try -- so wilson sneaks him food from his bowl. he'll take a mouthful (shovel bites), trot outside, and drop it between the wood planks for house. it's not very tasty but it's kind of a religious experience so it evens out.

but becomes clear that house comes down with an infection a few days later, his voice not as strong when it drifts up to grumble at wilson and his meal delivery, "not hungry." wilson never stopped worrying so he doesn't hesitate taking this into his own paws, meowing incessantly at his twolegs, pawing at their faces or legs, trotting to the pet door when they try to pet him and scratching the floorboards outside.

amber's barking and growling is one thing -- she's painfully territorial so she barks at anything -- but wilson, for his friendly, curious nature, is exceptionally normal and pleasant, so this behavior gets their attention quickly. they're animal lovers, and by now they're aware of house coming and going and have grown to like him ("he has so much character!") so they don't hesitate to help him when they see him curled up in the cold dirt surrounded by old, grimy kibble and cobwebs. luckily for them, house is too ill and exhausted to put up much of a fight (he still gets burrito'd tho)

the vet stay is short and passes in a blur. house wakes up, feeling better but still weak, inside. as in inside the house. in a closed room. and there's a warm body next to him.

"hey," wilson greets him, wary of an outburst, for house to push him away. they'd never touched before. he's loafed, soft and warm and unmoving, and house decides immediately that he is an excellent pillow. "before you get mad, if i didn't get you help you probably would've died."

he thinks about it for a second. they're in an office where one of the adults of the house sometimes works remotely from; a low traffic room relinquished solely for house to heal in, even moved wilson's cat bed in for him. and apparently they trusted their pretty kitty alone with a feral cat (in reality while house was still unconscious wilson made a huge fuss about keeping house company to the point his twolegs gave in, especially when he darted inside while they were giving house more water to make up for what dehydrated, flopped down right next to him, and refused to move)

then house flops back down, rolling onto his side and his cheek squished into wilson's side, grumbling, "if they cut my balls off while i was out, i'd rather have died."

if he's bickering, he must feel better, so wilson lets himself relax a little. "i wouldn't know. can you feel your balls?"

and house just leers back, his eyes still a little unfocused, "i can't feel much of anything thanks to whatever they gave me. you should check for me." wilson does not take up this offer but his whiskers twitch with contained amusement so house counts it as a win anyway

[yeahlikethebird]

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[afarcryfrommymain]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Far Cry 5, Far Cry: New Dawn, Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Faith Seed Additional Tags: Kidnapping, Ficlet Collection, Dungeons & Dragons 5th Edition, Inspired by Dungeons & Dragons Series: Part 1 of Tales from Another World Summary:

First part to a bundle of fics (varying sizes) to a dungeons and dragons au for Far Cry 5. There isn't truly a main character in this so take that as you will.

It really is short so if you don't want to go to ao3 there's the whole thing under the cut. This whole this is an experiment so let me know what you think, constructive criticism is appreciated. 

They say she appears when you are at your most vulnerable, she whisks you to her brothers and you do not return the same. Something changes about you, something is different now.

He's trudging along, worse for wear, escaping imprisonment from the beast of the mountains, he prays to his God that what he had to do will be forgiven. He prays there is hope where he is going.

He heard of a safe haven from the angle, the beast, and the Baptist, no one warned him of the siren that stands in his way now.

In the distance he hears... bells? No- chimes, hooves crunching in the dirt, and a woman humming. Mist surrounds him and floating lights dance in his vision. A feeling of calm engulfs him, he almost doesn't notice the ever-present feeling of unease gripping his soul. It tells him to run, to hide, to get far away from it. He can't, he instead turns to the direction of the humming.

A woman with long blonde hair, and green eyes approaches on a white horse. She wears a white dress that almost floats, she looks ethereal. A gentle smile plays on her face.

Are you lost, little dove?

Her voice coos to him, and he almost cries, he is lost. Of course he is. There is no map, no compass, he can't eve see the stars. He tells her this, and she looks at him concerned. This feeling is the most comfort he's been given all day.

She reaches out a hand to him in response.

I can make sure you never feel lost again. All are welcome in the Bliss. All can be found in it.

He hesitates, even as he feels the joy he feels scared, why is he so scared? What could possibly be wrong? He asks her what the catch is. She giggles, like the very idea of there being a catch is silly. Her laughter is like bells.

So long as you have faith, you may walk the path without fear. Without pain.

Her hand is still outstretched. He is injured, and sore, and so so fucking tired. If all it takes is to walk...

He takes her hand she floats up, and he flies with her. Pain leaving him as he flies.He takes her hand she floats up, and he feels himself flying with her. He closes his eyes as he does, at peace.

He is never seen again.

[adelacreations]

Truly even if Dustin, Lucas and Mike got upset with Steve about sending Max home with her brother. If anything, it should be pointed out that they knew her for what?

A week?

And they brought her into a situation where she could potentially get seriously hurt or DIE. Looking at Mike too honestly cause he witnessed soliders getting killed in the hospital. Scientists and BOB getting murdered by demodogs.

[dykethang]

very easy to understand Why people stop taking their lithium. tbh. like when the other end of the spectrum sucks so terribly why would you not want to use the easy killswitch for that and just slam the dial to the other end. even knowing that i DON'T get Happy Manic, i get Agitated Manic, it still seems like a better option than being completely numb and hollow and slowed down, no?

[lovecolibri]

Okay but imagine not having the promo for your big season finale after the last episode, waiting 4 days, and then throwing up 7 seconds of promo mixed with other promo 3 day before the episode airs and using half that time to showcase a character the audience hated so much she had to be erased from the show in every scene they could possibly cut her out of. FOX is like...DONE done trying to get people to want to watch. Good riddance.

[00halle]

Cats is the only musical ever, actually. Everything else is bland and boring and it fucking sucks!! If you like anything other than Cats you're tasteless and also faking it.

Hope this helps! :)

[ssawboness]

Here is the threat you wanted: Actually kys

i could never send anon hate because in my mind it's the most embarrassing thing ever. you're gonna tell me to kys but not put your face on it? come on. tell your followers you're incapable of blocking someone. take your fuckin pants off and tell me to kill myself like a man. i'm waiting

[bulletbilltime]

"Did you hear the stupid bigoted thing this known outrage farmer said? What a stupid thing he said! Let's post it everywhere and make the news 24/7 about that thing and make him the center of attention so more people can see the shitty things he said! There is no downside from giving the stupid bigot more of a platform!"

"What do you mean he is the president now. What do you mean he's the president a 2nd time. Nobody could have predicted this."

[ulmus-spellook]

Just me venting about printer stuff

I'm out here creating notes on articles and collecting ones I want to use for notes, all on my computer (my book collection is a whole other thing) and so I have long ass word doccuments (I can never spell that word correctly -_-) that I need to organize and tabs open with articles that let you print them and the need to figure out how to turn ones you can't into a doc you can print (easy with wikipedia, so text dense, but when it's something with a lot of pictures that creates it's own problem) and I just have so much stuff I plan to print out and put in my binder-grimoire (as opposed to my notebook ones. The binder is nice because I can stick all sorts of stuff in it and keep re-organizing it afterwards), but I have a problem. I bought a new, relatively cheap, printer because the one I had been using broke and I had limited access to it (It was not my own) and setting it up keeps feeling overwhelming, but I have so much stuff that I'm like

^me going through articles online and trying to keep track of everything I need to print.

[lastoneout]

Like I know we all love making ADHD seem cool but like, don't forget it's actually a disability? My ADHD is bad enough I've nearly been evicted for forgetting to mail the rent check to the property manager, I've forgotten to pay the utility bills and had my water or power get turned off or had to pay fines bcs I missed a credit card payment. Once I was supposed to cat sit for a friend and I lost the house key she gave me but didn't realize until she was already out of town, and she had to call the apartment office to get someone to give me the spare so her cats would have food for the week. When I'm unmedicated I can't even get myself to shower half the time, forget eating or cleaning. Before I started living with my fiance I'd just like, not eat for days because I didn't have anyone to remind me to eat or go buy me food. I've forgotten to turn the stove off so many times and ruined kettles and tbh been DAMN fucking lucky the house didn't burn down. I've done stupid, impulsive shit that's nearly gotten me KILLED. I can't remember to close the shower curtain reliably even through my fiance points out every single time I forget, and he's almost out of soap rn bcs for the last MONTH neither of us have been able to remember to order more once we get out of the shower.

I've had such bad memory my entire life that to this day someone suggesting I forgot something because I simply didn't care enough is a legitimate trigger that, in the worst cases, makes me have a breakdown.

I get that for some of you this is just something that makes studying hard or you forget to take a pee break when you're playing Minecraft or whatever, that's still a valid struggle and you do deserve help and understanding, but like, ADHD is a disability. It's disabling. It's not impossible to improve and learn coping skills, meds help a lot, there are great accommodations out there(LIKE CLEANING SERVICES), but not every case of ADHD is the same, and a lot of them are pretty ugly ngl, and just because you managed to do something doesn't mean someone else is gonna be able to manage it too, or that they're being lazy for struggling. And that obviously doesn't mean ADHD people have a free pass to never work on themselves and make everyone cater to their every need or whatever, but we do deserve some understanding when we explain that our disability is actually disabling in ways that aren't palatable to you. So like, idk, maybe don't immediately recoil in horror when you find out that someone with ADHD can't keep their house clean. And for fucks sake don't ridicule them for it.

[anaalnathrakhs]

i WILL show up to the trial day for the preparatory class tomorrow no matter how much i dont want to and after that i guarantee NOTHING