#workworkworkwork

[veiloflamentation]

For new blog~

Not ready yet, but I'll be getting my laptop back on Monday since it's getting cleaned up, but I'm thinking to set up some things cause bills are going up.

Tips, I think? That's a thing on Tumblr, isn't it?

Regardless, I'll figure something out once I get my laptop back here, I definitely could use the extra money.

So much for writing a book, ahaha-

[draculagerard]

I need you guys to know that during the phoenix tit show, there was a part where Phil was alone on stage and the audience was being sentimental like “you’ve changed our lives for the better!!!” ‘n all, and Phill, clearly used to Dan responding to the emotional bits, just went “Yay.”

[beetlebongos]

I would just be doing different work. I really need to be doing different work now it is just the fear man -_- bitch I just went to check my email n got hit in the face by 5 year work anniversary. Scary

[friendlybo]

so, i try another face for PV.

i need do another hand and workworkworkwork, hehe.... when i finish this wip?...

I hate how it turned out............ ;)

i think about another figure. i'll make Shmilk and make them kiss

[positivelybeastly]

After the broadcast, Woolf disappears. (Socially.) She answers her communicator, does her duty to the 'X', and then does what everyone else is doing: the best she can. She works. She trains. She eats. She works more. (Workworkworkwork.) She screams her throat raw in the silence of her room, and a few days in, she realizes 'oh. Ohhhh. I forgot about Hank.'

It is what it is. Needs must.

('Bad beat', Gambit would say.)

She stares at the door of Hank's lab before it swishes open, taking some spare comfort in the familiar sound. As for the smell of the lab, that hits her like a slap in the face. The air is all char and hot metal--some project he's working on for Scott--and she can't help but recoil, pressing her first to her mouth.

Moving on.

Her voice sounds like she's been gargling nails. "Anyone give you a hug yet?"

'I'm sorry,' is what she ought to say. The apology lodges in her throat along with 'my mama's dead' and a truly godawful 'wanna compare coping mechanisms? I have a trash can with my hair in it!'

"I'm handing them out, if you're offering."

It was easy enough to lose track of Hank at the best of times, if the denizens of the Mansion were honest with themselves.

He was, of the team, the one least often assigned to a mission, so his absence on the field was practically assumed; he was, of the adults, the most independent, with the most going on outside of the Mansion; he was, of the disparate personality types that made up the eclectic band of merry mutants, seemingly the most stable.

Scott brooded, Logan raged, Jean turned into a cosmic firebird, Morph had their personal demons to contend with, Rogue's powers bedevilled her, Jubilee's teenage angst knew seemingly no bounds, Ororo had an impossible standard of behaviour to maintain, Remy . . .

Remy . . .

Suffice it to say, Hank never seemed like he was the one who needed help. He's always just there, in the lab, ready to talk, ready to pull his weight, ready to turn and smile. The man had been unjustly imprisoned for a year, and yet, he bore it all with remarkable grace. Do the mental checklist. 'Hank's fine, he's always fine.'

He's never begrudged them that. In some ways, he courts that feeling. He hates to worry people, even as he himself loves to worry.

His back is turned as the door swishes open, and he doesn't hear it over the sound of a laser welder cutting through tritanium alloy like a hot knife through cold butter. It stinks, but it gives him something to focus on, something to do, even if it's a project Scott asked him to work on before all of . . . this. It seems frivolous now, in retrospect.

'Do you think you can work out a way to balance the Blackbird so it can fit my Porsche, Hank?'

A preposterous notion, truly.

But . . . even as that thought had occurred to Hank, he knew, in his heart of hearts, that he was never able to deny Scott anything, really, never had been, not since there had only been the five of them, and they had still called Scott Slim, and Bobby was still around, and Warren (missing, presumed dead), and, and - and besides, it was an interesting prospect. An engineering conundrum. A challenge.

It was the only thing keeping him sane at the moment.

Tess' voice rings out, and he goes stiff. Down goes the laser welder, up go the goggles, around he turns. He looks haggard. Some of the blue has gone out of his fur. He manages an upturn of the lips. Must present strength. Must be there. Have to be the rock. Everyone else can fall apart, Hank, but if there's just someone who sticks it out, you can weather anything, you can all come back together eventually.

Can we, Charles? Or have you left us all here to wither on the vine?

"I think . . . a hug would be quite nice." There's a shellshock to his words, and Tess can tell he's only really half here. Half of him is still sat on the couch upstairs, watching the casualty reports coming in, watching Alison's corpse be zipped up in a body bag. His head in his hands, his world turning, his stomach turning with it.

Up he gets, and again, he presents strength, grace, balance - he's always been balanced, ever since he was a child, it had been one of the very first manifestations of his mutant gift - for one step, two step, three step, four step.

And then he crumples, and he's almost dead weight in Tess' arms as he clings to her, because please god don't take Tess, too, please don't take her, please, please, don't take anyone else, you've taken enough, you've taken enough, just stop killing my friends, please -

He drags himself back up to his feet, with Tess' health. Nestles into her. He's the lightest she's ever felt him be.

The hug helps. If only for a moment.

[askkaimeilu]

Hi,Luka! I saw somewhere that you had Junko at home,do you plan on going to hospital for birth of next child?

Hello, my beloved Anon! Sincerely sorry for late answer (workworkworkwork) TvT But i hope that i can upload more here ToT

(In case if you seen an "M" next to Luka's palm - i tried to show her little's moving inside her tum T~T)

[the-gloomth]

Workworkworkwork (shooting today)

[lelazyblitz]

AAAAAA

my void boy

Dunno why it took me a while lol (workworkworkwork)

[nekokaburi-system]

we don't have time to think at all...and that's good...?

we just wake up and workworkworkwork

time flies fast because of it but...

don't know what the problem is. It's just like not living at all

- 🌫

[starscelly]

Get to know tag game!

tagged by @veryconfusedunlabeledguy and definitely did not completely forget to do it. mwah ily tysm

What is your astrological big three?

i THINK libra sun, scorpio moon, sagittarius rising. im not a big astrology guy but i think its fun!!

Last song?

last song i saved was Kiss Me Until My Lips Fall Off - Lebanon Hanover. but the last song i listened to was Forget Me Not - Boston Manor. both bangers !!!

Currently reading?

thats a really good question. anyways,... (idrc abt the flyers like im so excessively neutral abt them but i Have been charmed by that stoner freak so ive been diving into fic with him recently tbch. nothing non hrpf going on for me)

Last movie?

the. the fnaf movie. i was kinda a fnaf hater growing up so i never rlly cared/knew abt the lore but my roommate rlly wanted to go and i love matthew lillard so. it wasn't bad!! i enjoyed!

It’s karaoke night at your favourite dive bar, which song are you singing?

very heavily depends on the environment and Vibe but either i like it by enrique iglesias (the greatest song of all time) or i'm shipping up to boston. because i can only be myself at the end of the day.

Currently working on?

freshly out of a 3 week hell of workworkworkwork with no time for personal projects so. jumping into trying to re-stylize some stars rn. vaguely working on some drawings but nothing super concrete or anything im rlly into rn. want to work on facial structure anatomy shit a Lot

no pressure tagging xoxo

@oetter @hintzy @stickypucky @kitnita @eliooliver83

[miheartsays]

June 3, 2024

hello June ☀️🍉⛱️

A start of a new month. The start of a new week. Bismillah. Back to work today alhamdulilah. Workworkworkwork amiright

decided I’m going to make some goals for this month. I hope by the end I’m a better healthier more active version of myself inshallah

[latigrat]

Few things I'm enjoying about FFVII Rebirth that are not spoilers

1) multiple NPCs acknowledge that Cloud is unusually hot which is great because I vaguely recall writing it that way before my life became workworkworkwork

2) Cloud curses (not too much because this game is not a high rating I think haven't googled anything); this means if I ever get to write anything again he will be cussing, and the amount of profanity will increase with his stress level

3) the world map is everything I hoped for, even the stuff I can tell could be classified as bloat mechanics padding the run time; understand that I can play like 1 game a year so to me none of this feels repetitive, I genuinely want to Chadley's dumbass errands

4) If squareenix releases a game of Queen's Blood I will absolutely buy that shit

5) I think Tifa/Barret/Cloud should be in a throuple or whatever it's called

6) that's not gonna happen obviously but as far as her ships with a chance of becoming canon in some way, Cloud/Tifa is doing it for me

7) the way the robed guys (vague to avoid spoilers) are being handled so far is engaging; I really do feel for them, anonymous as they are; especially liking how Barret is the character who seems most obviously offended when villains/randoms mistreat them

8) really loving all the chocobos

9) Elena! She's so unpleasant, a true villain, without quite crossing over to a character I don't want to see on my screen

I could go on but just suffice it to say that so far, this game is giving me life

[iraheinichen]

Day 3,592: X-Wang

Has to be a quick one tonight because I am WIPED and it’s already past bed time. Work. Workworkworkwork. SO MUCH WORK today. But…I’m in good shape. I got almost all of it done, and the rest I can finish tomorrow. Whew! Night night.

[thatguyender]

how to end a day?

Chug down a can of monster and continue running on that for another few hours 😀

[executionersghost]

Still alive just crunchin

[phdingifs]

When my advisor asks why I got nothing done over the holidays