#what is blud yapping about

[vinnyandthephenomena]

if i get sad i should think about jay & tim living a happy life together and i may feel better. in my head they live in a suburban (far far away..) apartment together & have a kitty cat and are learning to work through their trauma. they most likely aren’t healthy together & have trauma bonded. i think they’d be deathly afraid of losing each other .. still, life would be tremendously difficult even post MH. i don’t think it would’ve gotten that much better honestly. but at least they have eachother. right? i believe they could try to start a new life & leave everything behind, but they would never be able to live a completely “normal.” life. i can see the both of them craving normalcy. the best they can manage, that is. the thought of tim doing his best to help jay is comforting at least. even if he isn’t doing any better than he is.

if i want to be delusional i can tell myself they are not endlessly tortured. (they are.)

even so, post MH still wouldn’t be that much easier or alot better. by any means. i do like to think tim would be able to move on. (although, i doubt it.) especially with blaming himself for everything & the series of events. (that happened in general.) i feel like he’d miss jay, too. one of the only other close relationships he ever had than brian. another loss. (“at fault of his own.”) i feel like anything remotely good in his life was never going to last. unfortunately.

or maybe terribly reminisce on what he’s able to remember? i think he would choose not to dwell on it for his own wellbeing .. but we all give into things that will destroy us in the end. things out of our control? on one hand, it’s never really over. tim would still have to live with the events the rest of his life; and it will continue and be with him the entirety of it. what a tragedy huh? he could block everything out and start a new life; but i don’t think he could ever truly escape.

[mayzingly]

all the s2 ep3 parts ruined with yapping

!!SPOILERS, IF YOU HAVENT WATCHED ANY OF THEM GO WATCH THEM!!

I haven’t seen an episode be split up in parts since s1 ep10, so either Brittany decided to do it in parts instead of all at once because she knew we would complain about it literally being three months since the last one, or THEYRE COOKING

^^^^^^^^

so the episode starts with them walking on a path, which means im allowed to assume that Pyrare and Ajacenus went in the forest and then got ajavex from somewhere.

first thing I notice right off the bat is how enthusiastic they are about beating their sister up😭😭 like y’all are forgetting that whatever injuries ajaceare gets, ajacent has to deal with. they just don’t fade once she becomes uncorrupted, do they

that’s all I had to say about the first part, since it was surprisingly more boring than I remember

^^^^^^^^

this is my favorite out of the prevs.

the episode starts with ajaceare running like she just got 500$ from her mom and was told she could spend it on anything. dub then asks her how collecting pieces has been going. she pulls out a BIG ASS BAG. if im correct there are 20 artists featured in jsab minus the ones that already gave their pieces and some of them are one timers (avenza, pegboard nerds (iirc), plesco, silva hound, nanobii, TECHNICALLY omnitica, etc etc) so like where did she get all them pieces???

there are multiple theories about who those people could be, but I choose to believe theyre 2/5 out of Shirobon because

THATS A TAIL. AND YOU KNOW WHAT HAS A TAIL? A FOX. AND YOU KNOW WHATS A SONG BY SHIROBON IN JSAB? FOX!!! TOTES DIDNT RUN ON ONE HOUR OF SLEEP LAST NIGHT😃😃😃😃

also, I hope this is just a transition because OTHERWISE HOW DID SHE NOT NOTICE THEM.

one sentence to describe this episode: tri-py.

anyways, onto the next one. you better get your popcorn ready cause im about to RANT.

*cracks knuckles*

and OF COURSE SHES ON A TREE.

why is literally every monster either corrupted or a pacifist in tpc. like YALL GOT FIGHTING SKILLS, USE EM “don’t you know we monsters never attack shapes??” That’s only for YOU, your SAILOR MOON HAVING ASS HAIR LOOKING ELDER SISTER, and “SAILOR MOON”’S BITCHASS BARRACUDA HAVING FRIEND.

girl. im sorry but if I was a monster id be throwing these hands left and right.

“How could you have gotten corrupted like this?” gee idk, maybe a corrupted person touched her!??? Shocking wow “You’re supposed to stay in the mountains like the rest of us!!” bro shes 1000, im pretty sure shes able to not be huddled under u all the time.

“Now give me your pieces!!”

again, this makes

NO.

FUCKING.

SENSE!!!

IF SHE WAS TALKING ABOUT PYRARE, SHE WOULDVE SAID “Give me HIS pieces!” But instead shes saying “Your”.

I don’t know WHY the hell Ajacenus and ajavex would even have pieces, because it’s clear that they don’t have the triangle symbol like every other group member, but even if they did, IT WOULD BE INCOMPLETE BECAUSE AJACENUS IS SUPPOSED TO BE WICKED - AVENZA AND AJAVEX IS DEADLOCKED - F-777!!! SEE HOW ITS TWO DIFFERENT ARTISTS???

AND PLUS, EVEN IF SHE DID JUST MEAN PYRARE, HE WOULDNT HAVE A SINGLE PIECE BECAUSE THEY HAVENT GONE TO THE LAND OF TRIANGLES YET!!!

CAUSE I KNOW DAMN WELL SHE DIDNT FORGET TO ANIMATE THE HAIR DETAILS. I DONT GET WHY THEYRE LEFT OUT OF THIS, THEY COULDVE USED THE SHIELD FROM HER DRESS INSTEAD!!

PYRARE, MOVE!!! QUIT BEING LAZY!!! MOVE YOUR FACE!! DUMBAS-

AND THEN YOU HAVE THE NERVE TO CLAP. BRO.

BROOOO🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

one sentence to describe this episode: BRITTANY COOKED BUT NOBODYS HUNGRY🔥🔥

last and definitely least, is the 4th part. now, the whole video was a bossfight so I don’t have much to say except SHE GOT PUFF PONYTAILS YAAAAAAAAA

I hope she isn’t batshit ugly or I might just remove s2 ep3 part 5 from my consciousness once it comes out

…yeah I had to remove it from my consciousness because WTH is this

“What happened to me?” Girl do you have the big D? (dementia)

HAHAHHH THE STUPID FACE HE MADE IN THE HALLOWEEN SHORT IS BACK, only thing I’m happy about. However…

“It isnt right for a male to hit a female” dude sybau. you throw hands all you want if you feel provoked. pussy.

anyways, onto dub. his section was the only entertaining part. Seeing him tweak like that genuinely made me go “😧” IRL

“Which caretaker is it!? I swear if it’s the anxious one…” made me BUST OUT laughing. Though I do wonder what he would’ve done if the flower lied to him and said it was “the anxious one” who I’m assuming is cube.

“So you decided to come out of retirement?” im curious about this, because… how does he even go into retirement in the first place?

though, I’m gonna talk about three things here.

1. I think (Altered) finally gives us an answer to what Circusic meant in episode 2. “The same way you are!” So we all saw him get revived by the reaper and turn into circubit, so when he says that I can only guess that Iris got revived that same way. You get revived, but with some perks, aka ALTERATIONS.

2. Every flower is infected? That means George is probably back.

3. Circusic is infected??? Either he doesn’t know that hes uncorrupted; or HES BAAAACK!!!!

[empanadaaaaaaa]

discord fight night#2

[markthemannequin]

Where wood splinter do get not who pain?

Yeah? Ya think so, feller?

[wariolandthepipdimension]

uhm. she peperon my cino till i cookie

uhmm .. vent below. tw for medical shit

i have a really big surgery coming up tomorrow and i'm actually kinda terrified

never before have i been scared of a surgery in my life

because all of my past couple "surgeries" are just me being knocked out with anesthesia and having some tube go into my nose and boom im awake before i know it

so basically it was just anesthesia huffing (probably not good for me but there are worse things to huff)

but this is actually the real deal here

im having some shit done to my spine and im probably gonna lose a fuckton of blood and yeag

i would have probably been like "YAY I GT TO LOSE BLOOD I WANNA BE DELIRIOUS FROM THE BLOOD LOSS" and now im like "WHAT IF YOU DIE PLUS YOU WON'T EVEN BE AWAKE TO FEEL THE SIDE EFFECTS"

and it's gonna be painful as fuck during recovery!!!

and to add insult to injury i kinda overexerted myself in pe class because we just started our weight room unit and i was excited to be buff like my silly goober and now my legs hurt whenever i move them because i went too far with the weights (we were doing squats and i chose to go the extra mile and do 30 pounds) (keep in mind i haven't done anything like this in years)

so imagine how physical therapy will go for me

so yeah that's all i feel like sayin

this is stupid ill probably delete it later ifk

[cinemagh0ul]

I have an idea for a sculpting project even though it’s probably going to take a ridiculous amount of time and planning to do but I just want to throw this idea out on here…

Let’s say hypothetically I recreate scenes and iconic stills from Black Christmas (the ‘74 version of course) but in the style of an old Rankin Bass stop motion special…

Like this freak-ass movie…

…But in this quirky adorable style

Anyways that’s what I might work on some time soon, or not knowing my attention span, anyways just thought it was a cool kinda hilarious idea

[witches-come]

*logs onto radblr*

"Drag (?) Leads to rape and child abuse."

*logs off of radblr*

[chelledoggo]

[Starfire voice] "what is 'the blud' doing 'the yapping' about?"

[incorrect-drarry-quotes]

Hi!! Little help here, I’m looking for a fanfic: Draco ends up being a roommate with Harry in Harry’s house, Draco is a drug addict and Harry ends up helping him through detox and recovery. They inevitably fall in love ;) that’s all I can remember, I know it was on AO3... any help?? thanks 💕

are you like,.., okay? i think they have betterhelp deals rn

[arka-orcana]

Went bowling today and y’all will never guess who I saw

WHAT IS BRO DOIN AT THE BOWILING ALLEYS

[alexluvsskittlez]

I might be getting the warrior cats books for Christmas 😈🔥

I've been wanting to get into this series for a while now and I'm really exited to get it for Christmas :3

Also I remember watching a lot of warrior cats animations when I was like 6-8. I didn't know what wc was, in my mind I just thought "ooh cats!! :3" I thought they were just ocs.

Also I might be getting new cds, I'm really excited to possibly get awkif and self titled by Paramore bc those are the only two albums by them that I don't have in my cd collection. I also might be getting collide with the sky by pierce the veil which would be the second album by them in my collection. Collide with the sky is also my second favorite ptv album, my favorite ptv album is misadventures (which I already have in my collection :33)

Wait I was originally talking about warrior cats why am i yapping about wanting to get new cds for Christmas 💀

[em0-m1lk]

Note: do NOT read a book while on call with a Twink reading their Tumblr posts 🙅‍♀️🙅‍♀️🙅‍♀️🙅‍♀️

Balling your eyes out while you hear someone sing "anyways I'm on my way to a killing spree!! ^^"

[ipcmitcrobu]

im going to cry /pos

[leafwhirlwind]

Fiberglass— a Long Winded Metaphor

When I was about 7 or 8, for the first time, I encountered fiberglass. I was playing outside, and I crawled under the canoe propped up against the side of my house, not knowing underneath the canoe were several fiberglass pipes. Crawling against them scuffed their surface against my skin, and I got fiberglass splinters. The rash was all up and down my arms and legs, and my mom warned me to never touch fiberglass again— pipes or insulation, that fluffy pink stuff that went in our walls.

That’s grief, to me. Grief is fiberglass splinters.

I didn’t know grief very well. I’ve had three grandparents I could remember well die, and I was sad, but I didn’t feel grief. I’ve gone no contact with my parents, and didn’t really feel grief then, either. All the typical first encounters with grief I can think of kinda… cleared over my head, until November 27, 2023.

It’s May 2024 now, and I’m still grappling with my first real experience with loss. Everything I’d heard and read, all the artistic tumblr comics and discussions with previous therapists never really prepared me. I guess I didn’t realize those comics weren’t really made for people who hadn’t felt loss for the first time yet, they were for people who had already felt that first big bomb.

So. Fiberglass.

I wish I was better at drawing environments, so I could really draw how I picture grief in my mind’s eye.

The floor is smooth and flat, until It Happens. Then, some invisible force reaches a massive, meaty hand— like the size of an elephant or something— man, Americans will really use anything but the metric system, huh— and ghosts into the floor and wraps its stupid fingers around It. And then it pulls, and yanks, and heaves, and the floor groans, and creaks, and the surface starts to warp and splinter. And then It comes free, with shrapnel flying all over, sharp and fast and angry. If you’re standing nearby, forget it, you get pierced all over and you’re left to lick your wounds as the hand carries It off, disappearing into the aether. And the floor in front of you is left gaping open. The surface warped up and curled over, and it makes a C shape in a sort of horrible barricade around your new gaping hole. Every edge is razor sharp with needles and pikes, the fiberglass shrapnel is all over the floor around The Hole. And god help you if you don’t wear proper protection while approaching— which, you won’t, and you will. Jesus christ, fucking shit, there’s a huge fucking HOLE in you(r floor)! You run towards it in bare feet and pajama shorts! You gotta inspect the damage!

And you rip up your feet and legs and toenails and knees and trip and fall and fuck up your hands and palms and elbows and face if you’re unlucky enough. You already got covered in shrapnel when the goddamn thing blew, and now you’ve got fiberglass and chunks and shards in your already open wounds and in your unbroken skin and in your hair and in your eyes and you can’t SEE. This is the first time a hole’s been ripped into your floor! You stumble towards the hole! You keep hurting yourself! You crawl, you drag! And you reach the hole finally, FINALLY, and grab onto the ragged edges to pull yourself up and try and examine the damage. But you’re just hurting yourself by doing that.

“Well. I gotta fix this fucking hole.” So you start throwing shit in it. Or, at least, I did. Maybe some people just sprint away from the hole the first thing and refuse to acknowledge it at all for a while. Not me. I tried filling up the hole. Just, the most random bullshit. Toys, cookware, handfuls of gravel, blankets, hairspray, old car parts, whatever the fuck you can get your hands on.

The hole is fucking bottomless. It’s never gonna fill. At least, it feels like that. You try and try for a while but eventually you realize, hey, dumbass, nothing’s filling the hole. And even if you can find something to fill it, it’s never going to fit it perfectly.

Just look at the edges. That C shaped barricade all around the hole from where It broke loose from the ground. It’s waist high, but it seems to be pointing right at your heart, so you can’t really lean in to see into the hole without stabbing yourself. Even throwing stuff in willy nilly sometimes pokes you, and you gotta stop and get a bandaid or you bleed all over yourself.

Those edges? They’re made of fiberglass, too. So even if you touch them with the lightest possible touch, if you’ve not wearing gloves, you’re gonna itch all day. You have to be so, so, so careful dealing with this hole. So you just… you start to ignore it.

After a while though, you kinda… can’t? There’s a hole in your room, it’s taking up all the fucking space. You got rid of the shrapnel on the floor, but one wrong move makes the edges splinter and scatter all over and you gotta clean it up AGAIN. At least these accidental brushes are starting to make the edges less… volatile? The more they’re poked, the less loose debris comes off.

You’ve been tossing shit in the hole too for a while, and maybe, POSSIBLY, there’s an inkling that you can start to see stuff piling up in the darkness below. Vague shapes and shadows of a pile of Random Bullshit.

You look up online to see how other people deal with the stupid massive fucking hole in their room, if they have one. Some people have managed to actually mostly fill their hole, break down the barricade, and sand away the roughest of the edges. Some people further have even managed to fill in their hole with a sort of lumpy concrete, in around all the random bullshit they threw in their hole. They say they can at least walk on it now, without fearing hurting themselves or falling in, though it’s still there and obvious and they have to step around it and sometimes it smells bad. And some people have gored themselves on their fiberglass and crucified themselves for everyone to see. Beautiful and ugly and flayed and laid bare.

You might realize, like I did, that you’ve actually HAD holes before, but they were less Massive Gaping Bottomless Pits and more inconvenient potholes in your room, and you filled them up with something inconsequential and dropped a rug over them and didn’t realize until now that hey, you probably could have learned something from those to prepare you for THE MASSIVE GODDAMN MAW IN YOUR FLOOR.

But nothing could have. Nothing will. Nothing can shield you from your first experience with The Hole Called Grief and the fiberglass rash that accompanies it. You just have to pray you’ve built yourself up enough to be able to wash off the majority of the needles when the time comes… or, if you’re lucky, you’ll have really good friends and family who can help you do that. It’s gory for them, and it’s uncomfy because they can get the fiberglass rash too if they’re not careful, but it’s nice to have some help.

I think I had help when my hole happened, but I had fiberglass in my eyes at the time, so I couldn’t see it until afterwards.

I’m still coming to terms with this new awful horrible hole in my floor. And that it’s gonna be here forever. And that I’ll probably get OTHER MASSIVE GAPING HOLES IN MY FLOORS!!! Because that’s an option too! This isn’t a one and done type of thing! That hand’s gonna come back at some point, most likely!

But it’s really comforting to know you can fill it, and sand it, and finish it, and maybe decorate it a little, and learn to live with it. Because every single person on planet earth is gonna get one eventually. I’m not the first dumbass with a big hole in my (heart) floor, and I won’t be the last. And I’m not the only person to walk around with a fiberglass rash from mishandling the hole today.

Just wish it were easier to find gloves.

[the-dear-skull]

The absolute state of my ops.

[necroangelz]

yapping is such a funny word omg