#I'm not angry

[lil-melody-moon]

I GOT ANON HATE TODAY, ON THIS FUCKING DAY, CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT?! THE FUCKING NERVE

[tree-nuts-stuff]

Reminder for new followers.. Check my fuckin pinned omg. I AM PRO-ENDO!!!!! I LOOK AT THE PEOPLE THAT START FOLLOWING ME AND THEN THEIR BIO IS IT "Endos/Pro-Endos DNI!!!" WE ARE TRAUMAGENIC BUT WE ARE ENDO POSITIVE !!!! JFC !!!!!

OH MY GOD CHECK WHO YOU ARE FOLLOW

Also do not send me any DMS or asks about this. It's up to you to decide but omg it just looks stupid

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[bestgenshinnpc2024]

Short introduction:

Dunyarzad - Sumeru Archon quest NPC

Tomo - Kazuha's friend, died after losing a fight against Raiden Shogun

[im-a-chunky-potato]

Bones.... why?

[raccoons-under-a-trenchcoat]

the random urge to throw my computer across the room

[sovaghoul]

I need somebody to heal, somebody to know

Somebody to have, somebody to hold

It's easy to say but it's never the same

I guess I kinda liked the way you numbed all the pain

Now the day bleeds into nightfall

And you're not here to get me through it all

[sparkles-oflight]

A rant on my bitch of a teacher

[ammyamarant]

Trying to pull for a Weedy while she's on rate up and

Y'all aren't Weedy.

[fromthedeskof-darkiplier]

...I did not realize the chain of events my question would cause...

I myself had no intentions of eating your ties, I was just curious if they could, hypothetically, be eaten.

I'm sorry for the chaos and stress I have caused.

You were the first domino, but you can't be to blame. I didn't think you'd stoke so many simultaneous fires, and I assume you didn't either.

Hopefully I'll feel better after I get home, away from the cold, take a shower... and receive some apologetic kisses.

You know who you are.

-D

[theundercoversquid]

Dear Readers

I am a human, and I have a life outside of Tumblr. And I have been swamped lately. And to top it all off, I have been ill the past couple of days and still haven't gotten better.

Please remember when you make a request, it won't come out immediately. I am a human, and I suffer from not having enough time to write or writer's block.

And sometimes I want to write other things. I get a burst of inspiration for something or someone wholly random and want to write that. Because If I start ignoring my ideas, it takes the fun out of this. And that is all that this is meant to be. This is me having some fun and creating something to share with the broader world. I don't get anything out of this. The closest thing to a reward I get is people interacting with me and my posts in a complimentary way. And that hardly ever happens. It doesn't even have to be something big. 

And if people start barraging me and forcing me to do what they want, it becomes a chore or a job. And the moment that happens, I have to stop.

And I am in no way trying to make people feel bad or guilty. And I am not trying to upset anybody. And there is no one person to blame for this. I have been feeling like this for a while, and it has been building up for a time. And I finally realised that I needed to tell you how i feel.

I'm not angry. This is just a reminder that I am here to have fun just as much as anyone else.

Yours

TheUndercoverSquid

P.S: To the people who sent in Anonymous request a long while ago. I am so sorry I haven't done them yet. I gave into peer pressure, and then the residing feeling of guilty and so haven't done then yet. I keep meaning to and keep putting it off

P.P.S: And yes. To everyone who has sent me requests and is waiting for the next segment of the Charles Leclerc x author!Reader. There should be another part coming out in the next few days.

[official-lucifers-child]

still thinking about the brainrot that fast fashion has caused in people, like i made this pair of pants that are black and white with a cool flowery design, and an acquaintance saw them and said "wow i'd pay like 20 dollars for you to make me a pair" and i could barely think with how utterly horrified i was at that; i told them that 20 dollars wouldn't even cover the materials, let alone the hours of work that went into cutting, sewing, ironing, hemming, altering, etc. they just had this look on their face when i told them that, when i said i wouldn't make them a pair for even 100 dollars because that was still way too low of an amount, a look that said "you're crazy for thinking that those cost 100 dollars" and maybe i am crazy but holy shit, 20 dollars for a pair of handmade, durable, lined pants fitted specifically to your measurements? 20 dollars for upwards of 60 hours of work? 20 dollars for several yards of high-quality fabric, thread, and buttons? 20 dollars???

[brasideios]

Mentioned I was non binary during a conversation earlier this week. Someone I've loved my whole life, who claims to love me, looked me in the eye, face screwed up with disgust, and said, 'You have mental problems - you know that, right?'

You can only see how little their love is worth when you refuse to be what they want you to be.

I will not be bullied into silence. I will not conform.

Why should I be uncomfortable for the sake of their comfort, when they feel free to insult and invalidate me openly, even smugly?

No. No. No. I won't.

To every single person who thinks they get to decide who the fuck I am - or who anyone else is, for that matter - Go. Fuck. Yourselves.

And to anyone else who's facing this kind of bullshit - Don't let them tell you you're the problem. You aren't. They are.

[jonathan-parra-acero]

NO ESTOY MOLESTO

Ayer me crucé con una publicación que decía: “No es mal genio, es tristeza lo que tengo”. Hoy, mientras iba de cuasi-un-extremo de la ciudad al otro, mientras por la ventana veía a la ciudad, a la gente (♪que sube y que baja de un coche♪ -cual canta Pedrito Guerra-), saltó en mi memoria aquel “No es mal genio...” trayendo de la mano el recuerdo de este video que encontré inopinadamente comenzando el año. Al minuto 2 con 53 segundos, alguien grita: “No estoy molesto, estoy dolido, ¡y es tu culpa!”. Y... ya. Me acordé de ello y sentí ganas de escribirlo. 🙂

[dreadsuitsamus]

is it too much to ask to just wither away into oblivion

[tinwhistlings]

Is now a good time for me to revive my obsession with this show?

[thunderboltfire]

I have unwittingly witnessed a new level of the absurd. Behold, the AI-generated equine anatomy models.

Ah yes, my favourite parts of the equine body. Paster and... *looks at the smudged writing on hand* boob. At least this one looks purely decorative and the being actually looks like a horse. But don't worry, it gets worse.

If we completely ignore the hipopotamus musculature of this one, there's still a lot of things that don't make sense in this one, like a tail that ends in a series of bone spikes and a complete lack of molars. You could make a cool pokemon on the basis of this, but it's not even in the realm of being an actual anatomy help.

I'm firmly convinced this is not a horse, this is something that really, really wants you to think it is a horse. The more you look, the more things look... wrong. The more details turn out to be shifted, bones crammed in to fill in the familiar form, its shape merely implied so that the human mind fills the gap. Of course the text seems like gibberish, because its anatomy is incomprehensible. it's either a parasite or a monster and in each case, it's an eldtrich body horror. I'm kind of angry at how well this joke writes itself.