Me, feeling underestimulated af: I want to do all the things, I want to run and go vroom vroom, I want to feel soft blankets and pet fluffy dogs, I want to smack watermelons with baseball bats, I want to jump in water and high five a fish, I want to roll through grass and keep rolling until I find my destiny, I want-
Me, externally: I will sit very still and wait for this feeling to pass because I am in a public setting and high-fiving fish is not on the work agenda for today.
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what if i posted some of furry fic sequel. would u guys like that
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I'm like, one scene away from finally writing Owen in New Kid on the Block and yall don't understand how much I'm vibrating internally because I've been looking forward to writing him in this since I started.
If you've read what I've got so far I've been having fun toying around with Curt's reaction to working with someone else again (aka he's not having it) and his insecurities really running rampant. I mean, he got his last partner killed through his own arrogance and stupidity, why in God's name would he ever feel comfortable with that responsibility again? And with a greenhorn newbie no less!
But Owen? Ohoho I don't want to give too much away but I'm evilly rubbing my little hands together. Owen I feel is the jealous type, he absolutely loathes Curt and has no love in his heart for his ex. But he finds a sense of pride in seeing that his death caused Curt to give up the one thing he truely believed in. So seeing Curt back in the field is already a blow to that. But can you *imagine* how'd he feel seeing that not only has Curt returned to the field, but he has some new young lad running along with him. And from the same agency no less! If it's as Owen fears, well there wouldn't be any international red tape to keep them apart like there was when they were still together.
He's been replaced, just like that. Curt got him killed. Curt ruined his comfortable little life. Destroyed every bone in his body that took months upon months of painful recovery to heal halfway back to functionality. And here he is, running around again with someone else. As if nothing had happened. As if Owen hadn't happened.
And the best part is poor Reese is caught in the crossfire of these two without any inkling as to their history other than a very vague case file of Curts last mission riddled with plot holes and black censor bars. Kiddo is running in blind.
Heheheheheheh >:D
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i love chairs that rock theyre so so good for my favorite stim (rocking) im rocking sm right now i love tapirsssssss and fishes also and bunnies . hashtag beasts hashtag love hashtag girl
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just got jumpscared on tiktok with that first joel photo from tlou season 2 and now i'm just. supposed to go about my day? i guess??
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I have not had the capacity to consume any kind of game content past 2020 and as a consequence, the FF7 Rebirth trailer has just slammed into my entire body with no warning and I am overcome with feelings.
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don’t mind me, just rambling about my new job:
we are processing all priorities (high ie: fire/burglary/panic alarms as well as low ie: trouble/supervisory/etc signals) all day until 2:30pm (we work 8am-4:30pm) and tbqh i would rather perish in a terrible fire lmfao but hopefully i just get a majority of low priorities and not a majority of high priorities OR hopefully people keep canceling before i dispatch 😂🤞🏻 also i’ve been so terrified of quality assurance and getting fired for being bad at my job but nobody has ever been fired due to quality assurance scores because the cool thing about this company is that they actually put their employees through training again and HELP THEM SUCCEED rather than punishing them which i mean the bar is in hell but it is very nice to know that i am not going to be fired if i make a few mistakes 🤷🏼♀️
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2.19.23
everything i Am is sick sad absent pathetic archaic expired
& yet everything i Do is substance, permanence
marked deep in the body of Time
the marrow of it
i imagine myself
as noun decaying;
as verb immortal
in this moment, any moment,
every moment that i choose not to Be
not to Be
to Do
& yet to Stay
silkswept sung spun suspended
here in eternal prelude
the quiet before the sound that becomes
the quiet that stretches on into
the quiet that remains forever
and you will remain
forever
descending;
an unfinished melody; a mouthful
of dead blood; i deserve
the sort of pain that means
Something
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Soph saw u on the dash how have u been!! i hope life has been treating u well.. ur crops are watered ur pulls are blessed and ur doing well and swell <3
YUKA YUKA HI HRU ?!!??! i hope life has been treating u amazingly and that ur crops are thriving <33
ive been doing well tho !!! we moved into a new house two weeks ago and our wifi comes today so i can finally play 3.1 and pull for cyno ;w;;; also have a bio test later but we ignore that haha
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