#roommate from hell

[notninani]

out of context doodles

[docjwatsonmdblog]

Roommate from Hell Part 3

It's 5.24 a.m. I heard the ruckus from the living room again. So I went to check, and what do I see? My flatmate, armed with an enormous sword. Doing whatever the hell. Maybe slaying imaginary enemies. It's insane! I quickly retreated to the safety of my room. Or he might stab me. And now it's suddenly silent. Either he's gone to bed or stabbed himself to death. Either option seems too good to be true. At least he hasn't stabbed me. Yet. Maybe I can finally have some shut-eye now.

[vuutarros]

Gee, that pizza sure is taking longer than expected...

Well, at least it doesn't look like I'll have to fight the horrible roommate to get into the kitchen to take the pizza pit of the oven, since she's done getting her drink now.

But it has to have been more than 10 minutes since I checked the timer last, I better go see how long is left.

That little bitch turned off the timer 😤🤬

[buckyssoldat]

another story about my roommate from hell

this time, one of my other roommates (a nice one) accidentally broke one of her glasses and she asked them to pay 5€ for the glass, which is absolutely ridiculous (it was one of those cheap ones, it probably didn't even cost her 1€)

all of this because this nice roommate complained to the landlord about a time the roommate from hell and her smelly boyfriend had a huge fight (she even hit him) in the middle of the night

the roommate from hell said she owed her 5€ for the cup and for complaining to the landlord

i'm honestly so tired of this girl, she's always creating problems and fights, her boyfriend basically lives here, she always makes a mess and never cleans up, and the most disgusting thing - she smells horribly and so does her room

[tryingmygodamnbestinlife]

OKAY so anyone who’s been in college for a while and has had shitty roommates, I need some help on what to do.

So my roommate we’ll call her Lia, has been disrespectful and just kind of a bitch. I had an experimental phase of my sexuality and thought that I was a lesbian for a while (I’m not a lesbian, but I’m not like completely straight, I’m just hanging out in the middle) and I had mentioned that “Oh I thought I was a lesbian for a while !” and she immediately went “no.” Like…wtf is that supposed to mean? YOU GUYS HER AND HER FRIEND ARE LIKE HOMOPHOBIC!!!!

NEXT PROBLEM! Don’t worry it gets worse, her friend, we’ll say Jake, is ALWAYS in our room. Every night, without fail he comes over KNOWS THE CODE TO OUR DOOR BECAUSE LIA TOLD HIM IT WITHOUT ASKING ME! He just sits over here and takes up space, like also, I will be working on an assignment or have to record something for a class and he’s just going on in the background. They both play their tiktok’s and shit with their phone volume like up, like i can hear clearly what they are watching all the time. It’s obnoxious, but I want to change right? Cause it’s late and he’s here until like 10pm every night and he won’t leave the room he just says “okay.” and looks away from where I’m changing. Like that just gets on my nerves.

Okay, it gets worse. I am a music major, specifically theatre, and I love it, I love performing and music it’s my thing. They are not music majors, one is medical and one is a math major, and they have told me multiple times how useless my major is and how it won’t go anywhere. They also said that “Anyone can sing it’s not that hard.” okay then. Sing. Go ahead. No ones stopping you, go audition for the musical and for choir. The school I go to has a very large music program and so it’s common to talk to either a music major or minor on campus, they are both just so ignorant to it and think that they are better because of their majors.

When we moved in, we had a roommate agreement to do, so we had to talk to our roommate and fill it out, and get this she filled hers out without asking me if I was okay with anything on it. Isn’t that so fucking wild. I am a “Christmas after Thanksgiving” person and she’s a christmas year round person, which is fine! I just asked that when I am in the room to not play Christmas music yet, which I think is reasonable. I come back to the dorm and she’s playing her music on her speaker, which was fine at first, I mean I’d prefer if she used her headphones that I know she has when she listens to her music or watches her shows (like i do because is basic respect) but then she started playing Christmas music and i told her “hey like you can listen to your christmas music just in your headphones” AND SHE SAID “Girl, I said i was gonna be like this.” OKAY AND I ASKED YOU TO NOT LISTEN TO IT AROUND ME TF THATS COMMON RESPECT!

She also doesn’t believe in depression. Like, the topic came up because I was talking about having a depression room, and explaining what it was because she’d never heard of it. I then said “sometimes depression gets so bad that a person can’t even take of them selves, like brushing their teeth.” SHE SAID OMG SHE SAID “Oh i just call that being lazy.” LIKE WHAT! NO WAY YOURE GOING INTO THE MEDICAL FIELD AND THINK LIKE THAT! i was shocked, and ofc texted my sister immediately because she’s struggled with major depression and she had to know. I defended depression and mental health with my whole soul, cause I have seen first hand how it can affect someone. I will NEVER let someone talk about depression like it’s nothing. never.

Okay, so I am a very cold person, like, I am always cold. It’s bad. And so i come back to the dorm and it’s pretty cold, so i climb onto my bed and go under the blanket and I am still freezing, keep in mind it’s like 30-40F here like it’s cold okay, and she left to go do something and when I got up, i realized, the window was open. Like she knows I’m a cold person. She got back as I shut the window and i asked why it was open cause it’s really cold and she said “oh it was hot in here” girl, our room is never hot, but this is the girl who’ll open the window in the middle of the night because “she gets too hot.” so take off the blankets. That’s just another fun situation.

She also cheats off me for a common class we have, and then talks about how she’s so much better at the subject. Like okay, so actually do it and don’t copy off me and use my notes because you don’t take any. So that’s a cute little thing as well.

Anyway thanks for coming to my rant, if you have any advice please tell me! :)

[isaacsapphire]

I had multiple nightmare roommates in college, then sublet a room from an old lady who turned out to be a binge drinker and then I managed to find an anxious gay bear who owned a house and had a spare room and wanted a roommate who was neither gay nor homophobic and it all worked out very well for years.

I simply couldn’t afford to get even a studio so I just had to keep looking for a decent roommate until I found one.

i fucking hate people who are like "no one has a right to live alone, just have roommates if you can't afford it, i had them for so long" etc because every single person my age that i know has a horrific roommate/housemate story. i genuinely believe that being able to afford living alone is deeply important for human dignity and also like, sanity, and i also think you should be able to throw your roommate out of a window if needs must

[mokulule]

Dead on MAYn Day 6: FRIDAY

Trope | Enemies at First Sight/Scar Soulmates Word | Gunpowder Situation | Jason helps Danny learn to fight humans. Dialogue | "I would believe that you're fine, but that's a knife sticking out of your goddamn leg, so…"

Danny gripped his box tightly as he dodged through the absolute chaos of the big move-in day in the dormitories. It felt like every person in Gotham was moving into Danny’s dorm in particular, which was of course an exaggeration, but the sheer multitude of people of various ages carrying boxes and bags were very overwhelming.

It felt like there was something to look at everywhere. Tearful farewells. Happy reunions. Someone knocked over and someone yelling. The sheer intensity of emotion in the air coupled with the general Gotham miasma itself was making him dizzy. He dodged out of the way of someone deciding to throw a football down the crowded hallway. Someone, a parent judging by the tone, though not necessarily a parent of the offender, started chewing them out.

He was starting to regret not taking Vlad’s offer of paying for an apartment, but that came with strings Danny would not give Vlad control over.

Finally he reached the door with the right number. Juggling the box so he could balance it on one arm as he fished out the key he was glad of his ghostly strength or he would have surely toppled over with his two bags and the backpack slung over his shoulders and the way he kept being jostled. He inserted the key and the door reluctantly allowed him entry - he would have to oil it. He wondered when that had last happened, which immediately led into the thought whether his parents would remember to change the echo filter without him to do so.

Danny expected that when he went into the room and closed the door he could finally relax in what was to be his home for the foreseeable future, but that was not what happened. Danny froze in the doorway. Someone was already in the room.

Danny’s instincts screamed intruder. He tightened his fists, then consciously relaxed them. He was just high strung after the utter goat market outside, that was all. It was just his roommate.

His roommate, who was six feet tall and buff, turned around with a scowl. Danny grit his teeth at the thought of rooming with an unfriendly jock, he was not spending his college time getting pushed around, he’d had enough of that in high school.

He plastered on a fake smile that probably looked more like a sneer. “Hi, I’m Danny, you must be my roommate.” He held out a hand, he’d learned manners, but nothing could get him to say ‘nice to meet you’ right now.

It looked like it took his roommate just as much effort to school his features into neutrality as it took Danny and the way he looked at Danny with disdain twitching across his features made Danny want to bite him. He had to remind himself to breathe, because that was not a human response.

Finally his roommate took his hand with a simple “Jason” and predictably squeezed too hard. Danny matched him bit by bit, until finally they let each other go.

“I took the right side. Don’t touch my stuff,” Jason grumbled.

-

And they were roommates...

I have plans for more of this, them being the roommates from Hell to each other, but this is what I managed for now.

Hope you enjoyed this little bit!

[lgbtqreads]

Most Anticipated LGBTQ+ Young Adult Fiction: July-December 2025

After We Burned by Marieke Nijkamp (July 1st) A terrible accident. A horrible loss. A regrettable tragedy. That’s all anyone in Fenix can talk about when a fire consumes the local high school, taking the life of a student. The town mourns, except who really knew―let alone cared about―Eden when she was alive? And why was she in the building that night? Five teens each hold a piece of the truth…

[stayatsam]

what the fuck do you mean printers have subscriptions now for how much ink you can use out of a cartridge

[reaperlight]

[Murder fam au--an adjustment period...]

Eddie: Hey, it's your turn to wash the dishes.

Carnage: WE'LL WASH THE WALLS RED WITH YOUR BLOOD!

Eddie: 'Kay, but before that wash the dishes. Also use soap this time.

[notninani]

stupid ugly doodle

sorry guys, my english sucks, so here is a bad attempt at translation:

image 1:

Rin: Kuro, I'm home...

image 2:

Satan: Hey!

image 3:

Rin: WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE?!

image 4:

Satan: Calm down, I'll explain it to you

image 5:

Satan: Look, I appreciate the new body. But I'm not going to make a war 2.0

Satan: (That didn't go well last time, no offense...)

Lucifer: LEAVE NOW!

image 6:

Satan: Soo, he kicked me off the ship in Japan, so I decided to come here

image 7:

Satan: You promised you would help me, remember?

image 8:

Rin: Fuck...

[docjwatsonmdblog]

Roommate from Hell Part 2

Psychopath update. It's now 3.14 a.m., and he fires off a gun. Inside the flat. I don't know what he is shooting at. I hope it's the wall and not something living. Maybe he is shooting himself for his next experiment. But the noise doesn't stop, so it's probably not that. Absolutely bonkers! The neighbours will probably call the police. They must hear that noise. Hopefully they do call the police, then it's quiet at least. I can probably give up on sleep tonight. Bollocks.

[vuutarros]

I don't know what to do...

I don't want to hurt her. I don't want to put her out on the street. I REALLY don't want to call the cops.

But I don't know what to do, I don't feel safe leaving my bedroom anymore...

[carlyraejepsans]

i wish i had more energy to draw and plot lately i NEED to make the insane daemoverse flowisk situationship real. i need you guys to see my vision

[lilac-5ky]

Hi, guys!

I know it's been a while, months actually, and I didn't intend to be absent for so long. Some of you might have heard about my writer's block, but in hindsight, I think it was mostly me not feeling so well about life itself. I can't say things are better nor that's been a significance change, but without effort nothing will ever get done, so I am here to at least alert those of you still here about the future of my work.

I've started a lot of fanfics that I've left unfinished. Most of you followed me from my days in the Gintama fandom, or from my Toji fics. I am truly grateful that I keep getting notifications and you continue reading my fanfics, seeing your comments gives me so much joy even if I'm not responding.

I won't make any promises. Some of my fics might never see their end, but there are two fics I really want to see to completion, no matter how long it takes. Those include my "Roommates from Hell"-Toji series, and the "I wannna tie the knot" one with Satoru. The Toji one will admittedly take more time, since I've stopped fixating on him, but the next chapter of the Satoru one is close to completion. Or I might break it into more chapters cause it's turned huge. We'll see.

Anyways! My personal goal is to have a work out by the end of October. I won't be participating to Kinktober this year, but if everything turns out well and I get a feel of my own writing back, I might be able to get more work done faster.

I wanna apologize to my readers as it wasn't my intention to string them along. Writing has been my passion and not getting to write took an even bigger toll on my mental health, but I wanna come back to it. Thank you everyone for your support, even if not many of you get to read this.

See you again soon!

[cottoncandysprite]

Job I really wanted was the first of like 15 jobs to respond in 3 weeks of applying and hit me with the "here's some other positions in towns you don't live in to apply to!" Chat am I cooked