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katyakiryu · 5 hours
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jurassic park has a good philosophical message but unfortunately the only thing i ever take away from watching jurassic park is "god i wish i could go to jurassic park." like yeah it's a blatantly obvious don't create the torment nexus scenario, but this torment nexus has DINOSAURS.
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katyakiryu · 5 hours
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some of y’all with printed copies of fanfiction are going to die someday and your books will end up at the secondhand book shop and someone is just going to innocently pick up blorbo/shitto enemies to lovers and when i think of it this way let’s keep printing fanfiction
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katyakiryu · 12 hours
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It's an internal battle.
I know my boss will be mad if I leave.
But she said that my inability to take criticism makes me difficult to work with.
And if the problem is me, then it's best that I leave for something that's not so critique heavy.
And if the problem is her, then it's probably best that I leave for somewhere that's more accommodating.
She's going to be pissed because where is she going to find another photographer that can photograph 700 kids all by themselves within a school day? And who is going to take candids at every opportunity? And who is going to be flexible enough to drive down to West Virginia at a moments notice?
She's going to have to train people how to do things that I picked up on easily. Which means she'll be mad if I leave.
But if a place isn't good for you, it isn't good for you.
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katyakiryu · 16 hours
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Found my 53yo very-much-not-online father in the kitchen today meticulously arranging cutlery on the countertop and i was like 'what are you doing' and he looked up at me with the world's most shit-eating grin and said "Your mother told me this is how you rick-roll the Youth" and i looked over and it was fucking. Loss.jpg.
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katyakiryu · 21 hours
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Kaine...we'll always be together.
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prison
let... me .... out ...........
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katyakiryu · 1 day
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Jaheira: "It is amazing that you all have survived traveling with a bhaalspawn all this time. How have you managed this?"
Wyll: "I told them it was normal to have violent thoughts after all we've been through. ☺️"
Shadowheart: "Same. 🙂"
Gale: "Same, I once wanted a book but someone else got to it before I-☝️"
Lae'zel: "I told them to plan their attacks more efficiently. 🙄"
Karlach: "I wanted to hug them to make them feel better, but I'd fry them. 🥺"
Astarion: "I don't see any problems. We should all have fun and be ourselves. 🥰"
Halsin: "They seem very nice so far, a true friend of nature. 🐻"
Jaheira:
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(She is so patient with us.)
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katyakiryu · 1 day
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Q+A from library visit where I read my comic about a skeleton that plays the fiddle
Kid: Is this fiction?
Me: Yeah
Kid: I kinda thought so
Me: Oh really? Why?
Kid: Because skeletons aren't real
Me: Skeletons are real. You have one!
Kid, jumping up out of his seat: Yeah but they don't move around!!
Me: Your skeleton's moving around right now!
Kid, yelling: THAT'S!! DIFFERENT!!!
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katyakiryu · 2 days
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hmmm why does my uterus hurt and why do i feel kinda off. weird. surely these are not the warning symptoms of a predictable biological process that occurs on a regular schedule. anyway. im going to wear white pants today.
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katyakiryu · 2 days
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picture this: i sign a pact with a demon to cure my migraines forever. he gets to do whatever he wants to me in return.
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katyakiryu · 2 days
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I worked retail for a long time and people really do treat you like shit sometimes. But between selling sex toys, mattresses, and jewelry I can say definitively I got treated worst selling mattresses.
All three of my jobs were in sales but selling sex toys we were allowed to put people in their place, and in jewelry people didn’t want to misbehave in a fancy setting. But people at the mattress store had no problem yelling at me, hitting on me, or insulting me to my face.
For a while I was managing my own store for the company. I ran a small location and had struggling employees placed with me for rehabilitation. If their numbers improved they could go back to bigger stores. If not, they got fired.
So this meant I was the manager of problem employees. At one point both of my people had a foot out the door. The company was going downhill and changed computer systems and they were fed up. Consequently, they made a ton of mistakes, because they just didn’t care about the job or learning the new systems.
I strolled into work on what was essentially my Monday to a shit show. Deliveries scheduled without product, wrong things on orders, poor expectations of the process, you name it. I spent the entire morning getting yelled at for mistakes that weren’t mine.
The final straw came when a man called furious that his moms bed for her nursing home had a delivery window he couldn’t accommodate. This wasn’t a huge disaster since we still had time to deliver it before she moved. I ran him through the options and he just kept screaming at me. Not for a solution but because I was there and he was frustrated.
My heart filled with malice and a cold fury. A calculating part of my brain had a realization in that moment that I could stay a punching bag or I could strike back.
I quavered my voice delicately, taking in a shaky, warbling breath like I was trying not to cry. “Sir,” I quivered through fake tears, “I don’t know what you want from me! I told you what I can do, I didn’t make this mistake I’m just trying to fix it!” My voice broke pitifully on the last syllables, sounding in all ways like a sweet innocent person being yelled at who’s just trying her best, really!
It was like I’d doused him with cold water. My emotional act was the realization that he was screaming at someone who was just doing their damn job, and he was being an asshole. He hastily made an excuse and hung up.
I had a third employee covering with me from another store that day who heard everything. When I hung up, I looked over to see them watching me with an awed expression. “Did… did you just pretend to cry?”
“I absolutely fucking did,” I said with feeling, “and I’d do it a thousand more times. If that’s what it takes for someone to realize they’re behaving like a fucking prick, they deserve it.” The employee looked at me like I was their hero.
The man called back, apologizing profusely, having magically arranged his schedule to accommodate delivery. He came in later that week with an apology Starbucks gift card. I was gracious in my acceptance.
I pulled it a few more times before leaving the company. I felt no shame in the ruse. If someone behaves so poorly that it’s plausible their behavior would drive someone to tears they deserve to feel absolutely wretched about it.
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katyakiryu · 2 days
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"people in real life: hey man how's it going" is a killer phrase. instantly neutralizes whatever insane discourse you find online. gonna start using that from now on
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katyakiryu · 2 days
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was lamenting the fact that my eczema is flaring up when the thought "the itcher" popped into my head fully formed and unprompted and now i can't stop laughing
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katyakiryu · 3 days
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i was cuddling with my boyfriend last night when his shoulder started tensing up (like he was readjusting or gently pushing me off) and when i asked him if he was okay or needed me to move or something he went “no you’re fine, i was just imagining myself pulling a large rope. i didn’t even realize my shoulder was doing that lmao” then refused to elaborate and i have never been as attracted to him as i was in that moment.
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katyakiryu · 3 days
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sorry we lost your stupid medication. go on seventeen righteous quests to find it
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katyakiryu · 3 days
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he's my special little guy
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