#shitposting and then back to coursework

[soybean-official]

SSS tier outfits locked away in a game capcom will never touch again

[korixae]

just started following some new tags which i haven’t done for ages and it’s got me thinking cus actually when i first got this app i’d only use ‘your tags’ tab. like why

[apileofglitter]

Oc thing part 4

Not only can't I figure out her name, I can't figure out her color scheme either but hey

blue, grey with gold lighting (more recent):

Green, blue, yellow with blue lighting:

I have no clue, but anyways...

Name: ?

Role: hero

Gender + sexuality: aroace transwoman

Backstory: She is from 100 years in the future and attends an engineering school. She is building a time manipulation device with her friends as part of her coursework. It works a little too well and sends her back 100 years to 2020. She meets the other heroes and joins them because "hey, I traveled this far why waste a trip? The future's fucking mess and we're gonna fix it"

Arc: At first she can't wait to go back because she misses her friends and family, but is eventually reluctant because she's bonded with the other heroes. She also grows more confident in her ability as an engineer.

Additional notes:

The team genius that will save your ass

She's a meme historian as a hobby so she gets modern references and slang for the most part. This also makes her an excellent verbal shitposter.

Despite having a 5 bazillion iq she's also an idiot I love her

She adapts to cell phones and shit quickly because technology develops even faster in the future so everyone just adapts faster. Wich also means a shorter attention span and some natural anxiety.

She has zero faith in technology.

Really sweet and offers a lot of positive encouragement. She loves to make people laugh.

[emptybucketoffucks]

I had a pretty rough time, mentally, in the last couple of weeks (ever since my birthday, actually). I wasn’t eating properly, wasn’t sleeping properly, just wanted to stay in bed/the couch and bury myself in fictional words for hours, without coming up.

Nothing happened (I mean, just usual life crap, but that’s par for the course and usually doesn’t affect me this hard), I just felt... drained. Completely empty, exhausted, fucking done.

Did my best to hold on for Badger’s sake, but I just couldn’t function. My house is in a right state, and I only finished caughting up with all my coursework yesterday.

Last Friday, when I arrived home, I decided that I was going to study at my Mum’s, ‘cause I knew that, if I stayed home, I would just fall on my bed and stay there all weekend (like I did on Thursday - it was a holiday, and I just left the bed at 4:30PM to eat something). Asked her if I could set camp in her kitchen, brought all my college stuff, and just... didn’t set foot in my house until last night.

It was the best decision I could have made.

I didn’t realise that isolating myself was draining me harder than decently interacting with my family. I (finally!) talked to Mum about how I was feeling. About how it didn’t had any triggers this time, I just couldn’t be bothered to live properly. We talked a looong time, even about some things of my childhood that I really needed her to understand were still affecting me. It was enlightening. It was relieving. It was exactly what I needed.

I asked her if your city mental health services were working again. She said she woiuld check when she went to the doctor on Monday morning, and if it were, see if she could get me booked for an appointment. 

Today, I woke up feeling lighter than I have in almost a month. I think that’s why I didn’t just exploded at my ex after his fuck-up - I was centered, balanced, I was feeling good.

I am feeling good.

I’ll try to balance everything again, as I was sucessfully doing until this last snafu - keep up with my coursework, with my house, with Badger. Go back to writing, shitposting and interacting with people on the interwebs (which I love to!). Keep looking for a new job. 

Things seem a little brighter today, and I’m glad to be here.

[interplanet--janet]

im back in school which means its time for me to shitpost about my coursework once again, sorry

[starkjoy]

okay but modern day game of thrones clueless au:

sansa's the no-nonsense senior class vice president and lead student board representative, popular but conscientious. her instagram, a pristinely-coordinated mix of selfies and fashion, has 15k followers. she dreams of being accepted to university in the city, like her brothers robb and jon were two years ago. while the two had gone to separate colleges, robb had accompanied theon greyjoy, his best friend and de-facto adoptive stark (given how much time he spent at their house growing up despite living down the street), to school. when robb comes home for break theon does too, much to sansa’s irritation---while theon’s mellowed significantly since high school, a time where his most prized activities were smoking weed and fucking every girl in the student body, he’s still a cheeky tool at times and spends virtually every moment they hang out teasing her for her ‘obsession with being validated on the internet’ and being so uptight about classes. she knows it’s good natured, but she mocks him for being lazy and entitled anyway. robb had called them an old married couple once, and she’d thrown her iced-tea in his face.

when pressures from school and home threaten her immaculate grade point average, she and her bff missandei devise a plan to set up the senior class’ two hardest teachers, ms. tarth and mr. lannister, in an attempt to lighten their coursework. their matchmaking works, and her peers laud her, relieved. inspired by her good deed, she decides to makeover arya---her obnoxious younger sister who spends all her time playing video games, shitposting memes on twitter, and skipping class to take boxing lessons with peculiar upperclassmen---and set her up with the junior class president, joffery baratheon. arya begrudingly complies but instantly sees joffery for the douchebag snob he is, sneaking off behind sansa's back to hang out with gendry, the unknown kid on the rowing and track team in sansa’s year, instead. the scheme fails anyway, joffery rejecting arya in favor of harassing sansa for sexual favors. she tells him to fuck off, which stalls him for the time being. 

arya and bran are always off doing something mischievous, rickon’s too young, and robb and jon both have girlfriends (she doesn’t like either, she decides), so she finds herself spending most of her time with theon when he’s back from university. he still comes by every day during breaks instead of staying home, even when robb’s not there. it’s not as terrible as she’d expected. strangely enjoyable, actually. they text a lot, even when he’s at school, and get to know each other on a deeper level. she texts him one night after drinking too many mike’s hard lemonades at one of greyworm’s parties that the only reason she keeps up her instagram is so she can feel loved, because she’s afraid no one actually would in real life. he admits to her he hates spending time at home because of his dad, and that at college he got mixed up with some guys from a bad crowd, and it’d fucked him up. even robb didn’t know everything. 

she dreams of him a lot, but it doesn’t mean anything.

the tyrells move to town that week. sansa finds loras attractive and stalks his instagram. she attempts to invite him to missandei’s birthday party, but upon a failed attempt his older sister margaery explains that he’s not interested because he’s seeing his boyfriend, renly, that night. she feels dumb and embarrassed, but decides she’d like to be friends with the tyrells anyway.

one night, when arya comes home sweaty as hell from one of her boxing matches, despite promising sansa she’d study instead, they get in a huge fight. sansa’s angry that she’d taken her efforts to ‘improve’ her sister’s wellbeing for granted, forgoing the makeover and tips for her usual boyish, sloppy behavior. arya yells at her for trying to set her up with joffery, a total dickbag, and admits she’s been dating gendry instead. sansa fights back, telling her she didn’t know about joffery, and that gendry would just get her in more trouble. arya snaps, calling her sister “a virgin with fake followers.” 

sansa spends the night in her room, crying. she knows she’d been selfish to try and change arya, even though the plan had been well-intentioned. she spends the night soul searching, and realizes she’d been trying so hard to be perfect for people she didn’t even know, focusing on her grades for colleges and her instagram for her followers, that she hadn’t been appreciating the people who were most important to her. she realizes theon is one of those people, too. 

sansa spends the next few weeks doing the most to support her siblings---showing up to arya’s boxing matches and buying her and her bf dinner afterwards, indulging bran’s budding obsession with tarot cards, playing video games with rickon, hanging out with her brothers’ new girlfriends, talisa and daenerys (who is not anyone’s secret aunt. just an international relations major with three rottweilers, whom she adores). she takes pictures at every occasion, posting ridiculous, oftentimes blurry pictures of her and her siblings to instagram instead of her usual fare. she and arya report joffery’s behavior to the school board, and learn that he has multiple other complaints from girls at the school. he gets expelled.

one night, when no one else is home but her and theon, he admits that he thinks it’s really sweet, what she’s been doing. she didn’t think he’d noticed or cared. after a nervous breath he tells her that he’s always loved her for who she is, and always would. she kisses him. 

anyway, brienne and jaime get married, everyone’s invited, sansa gets a full scholarship to robb and theon’s university and all is well. that’s all she wrote, folks!