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punchyrowrow · 4 months
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Dimensional Shift
The Gang™ is running out of time. They've been fighting this random ghost that showed up out of nowhere. This ones really hard on Danny because he has to be extra careful not to get hit. This new ghost keeps blasting things that turn into slightly different versions of themselves. He hit a Nasty Burger bag sitting next to a trash can and when the light cleared, it said Greasy Beef. A blast hit Tuckers PDA and suddenly it was replaced with a small touch screen tablet. Around a corner, Wes held on to his camera. He wanted to get closer but this was the only place he could safely hide. As much as he wanted a better shot and loathed Fenton (or said he did) he couldn't help but remember how scared the halfa was last month when Wes accidentally got between Skulker and his prey. Once Danny knew he was ok, he reeled into him about how stupid he was for still following him around. He tried to convince Wes to stop it all but of course Wes didn't agree to that. The two landed on a nice middle ground of the idiot only showing up to a fight after Danny is already there and Staying. Hidden. Danny emphasized the last two words by poking his finger into Wes's shoulder hard enough to push him back a little.
So here he was, taking cover behind a wall so the stupid and not at all terrifying ghost kid who he hates, won't cook him later. He wanted the best shot of this fight but it was hard with the angle so he kept his camera out from behind the cover of the wall and just looked through the viewfinder. While keeping his eyes on Danny, he missed the purple blast coming right for him. His camera was suddenly surrounded in a bright light and when it was gone, he was holding a pencil and piece of paper.
Danny was fighting back with everything he had. He had gone the entire time without getting hit directly by a blast, but he was getting hit by things getting kick backed by this ghosts beams.
After Danny threw another blow at this specter, he was quickly hit by a scooter that now says Dagger. Sam and Tucker were huddled around a device using the same technology as one of the thermoses (which were discarded next to them with, what Tucker thinks is, broccoli cheddar soup spilling out of them).
"Is it ready?" Danny yells over the coms in their ears.
"Not yet! You need to distract him for a couple more minutes!" Sam yelled back, seeing Tucker still struggling with his new device. At that same time, Danny dodged yet another blow from the mysterious ghost.
Wes was trying to line up another photo, now with his phone camera. The picture won't be as good but at least it will be something. He's also not as hidden now se he can keep an eye on both ghouls in the air. He won't be losing another camera today. He snapped a shot of Danny evading yet another beam.
Danny's relief was short lived. After the beam missed him, he heard a crash from behind him and his two best friends yell. He raced towards them and landed. They were both blown backwards from the device but they were ok. As for the device, its now pieces of something he doesn't recognize.
Danny was checking on his friends when he heard a voice call his name behind him. He turned to see Wes Weston running from around a corner. Quickly after seeing that, he saw a purple light hurdling towards him. It was too close for him to react and it hit the ground directly in front of him. He got knocked back and
Wes saw Danny hit the ground hard. And what's worse is he was not getting back up. Wes began sprinting as fast as he could towards the three of them to help. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the robed spirit land and conjure another ball of light. He tried to run fast and began calling Danny's name, hoping the moron would wake up in time. He was getting closer and closer and Danny began to stir. Wes let out a breath but didn't slow down. The light in the corner of his eye grew to its apex. Wes called again. "Danny! Wake up!" And then it light was moving. Hurdling towards the defenseless group. Wes wasn't close enough to move them and, while Danny was finally awake, he wasn't aware enough to do anything. So Wes did the only other thing he could think of. The beam was getting closer and closer and Wesley Weston simply...dove in front of it.
Danny was gonna kill him for doing the exact thing he specifically asked him not to do only four weeks ago.
Danny saw the light coming for him. And then he saw the ginger idiot getting in the way. Again. His eyes widen when he realizes what's happening he immediately gets up but it's too late.
Wes feels it. The warmth surrounding him. The last thing he sees is Danny getting up with a speed he's never seen before. But he's not fast enough. The light envelopes him just like the warmth. He's flying and falling and moving and feeling. Everything is happening.
And then nothing is happening. And he's on his back. His eyes are closed. He tries to move but it hurts. Like he's been laying in the same position for a long time. He slowly peels his eyes open and he's in a room. It's a large and ornate room. With a large and extremely comfortable bed. A small clatter comes from just next to him. He looks near the bedside and sees someone crouched down. He can't see his face, but he is wearing a nice shirt with some slacks. His hair is dark and as he gets up he can see that...
It's Danny.
Danny stands up and places a mostly empty glass with a bit of water still at the bottom, back on the table.
"Danny?" Wes asks quietly, not totally sure of where exactly he is. Or how he got here. Or why Danny is dressed so nice.
The well dressed teenager finally notices that Wes is awake. "Oh. Uh. I spilled your water." He points to the glass. "Sorry." It sounded f=very insincere.
"Uh. I'll..." He looks around like he isn't super sure what to do or like he doesn't really want to be bothered with all of this. "I'll go tell your dad you're up." His dad is here? Danny begins to walk away but Wes calls for him to stop. Danny turns around. He looks a little confused.
"What happened? Where are we?" Wes finally asks.
"You're at my house?" Danny answered like is was a trick question. "You passed out during dinner so my father had someone put you in here to rest. Let me grab your dad." Danny turned around again and headed for the door. Wes took another look around the out of place room. "FentonWorks looks a lot different on the inside."
Danny stopped dead in his tracks. He slowly turned around to look back at Wes. He just stared for a moment before asking "how do you know tha-" Suddenly a voice came from the hallway that made the tension snap. "Daniel? Is everything alright?" Both boys looked to the door where a well dressed man with gray hair pulled pack in a low ponytail appeared. Wes quickly recognized him as "Mr. Masters?" Wes asked. Danny took one more look back at Wes. The last few minutes with this guy have left him beyond confused. He started walking to the door. "He just woke up. I was just about to get his dad." Vlad pats Danny on the shoulder. "I'll retrieve him. You stay here and keep on eye on him." Vlad is about to leave but Danny stops him. "Please. I'd really rather get him." Vlad faces him very quickly and gives him a stern look. "I. Will get him." Danny holds eye contact like he is challenging him. After no change in the older man, he deflates and rolls his eyes. "Yes Father." Vlad grins a bit and ruffles the young man's hair. He walks back out if the room.
Danny takes a deep breath before facing Wes again. While he would love to ask some questions, he's not really in the mood to unpack any of the answers he might receive. When he does finally turn around back to the guy in the bed, he is met with the widest eyes he's ever seen. He could swear that Wes was on a contest for the widest jaw. "oh god, are you having a stroke?" bit instead of an answer, he was defend by the guy.
"FATHER?!"
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Oh wow did you actually finish this? I got a silly idea at like 11pm to write something about Wes getting stuck in another dimension. So I sent the next three and a half hours doing just that.
I would like to say 1. thank you for reading. 2. this is really the first story I've ever written besides like three dribbles I have on my account. So if it doesn't seem like the best writing, that's why. Or maybe I'm just a bad writer... 3. I would like to reiterate that I got the idea for this story about three and a half hours ago I thought it would be funny if Wes had to convince DANNY that Fenton is Phantom. I have spent the time since, writing. It's now almost 3am and I'm very tired. I don't know how good this is or where/if I'll go anywhere with it but it is what it is. If you really really liked it, then I might try to keep writing but I've literally never done this before so who knows!
Anywho! Thank you for sticking around and reading this. I'm gonna go to bed. Good night!
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inkskinned · 1 year
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"it's so embarrassing you like that popular thing" "oh ew that geeky/strange thing is so cringe lol" "oh it's kind of weird you get excited about that harmless shit"
dude i love how ironic and jaded you are and that's so cool and sexy of you. and i am so so glad to tell you - you won!! we all had a meeting and we decided that you won, and we are writing your name on the inside of a burger king crown. the marker smeared, sorry, but we knew any form of real effort is ugly to you. but anyway. congrats! you are officially the coolest, most ironic, most jaded person in-the-world-right-now. we would throw you a party but you would think it was totally boring - and besides, we're weird so we wouldn't have been coming. we would have brought our love of beetles and of baking and of little canapes. we would have brought our artsy videogames and pages of writing. we would have written a poem with you, our hands covered in ink, and spread out a canvas to dance on, the night so lurid and pink.
but do not worry. we will not throw the party. we will just get you a ringlight and that crown i mentioned. it is a nice crown, except for where one of us dropped it.
the vote was a really hard one because we had so many cool ironic people to pick off the shelves. all of you have hands that rot fruit, how strange is that - you can't look at something without destroying it for other people. you like it when you can squeeze a person into a pinpoint - all us small ones scampering our little feet around our ugly joys. the vote was also a hard one because we kept our voices down because you don't like it when we talk too loud. you were on your phone at the time, talking to people other than us. you are a ghoul of every moment - half in, half out, you resent us for being here without shame or embarrassment.
so good news! we have invented an island for people like you. you get to go there and speak into the air things like if you still like watching harmless twitch streamers in 2023 you're fucking boring. you will say things like liveplay podcasts are fucking ugly and it's kind of awkward they try to make everything gay. on the island we made you, all of your words will have weight. they will form in the air like icicles, large white behemoth letters that will crumple in anvils around your feet. maybe we will send someone there once in a while to sweep, but honestly you might be there for a while, alone, waiting. we are busy being outside looking for mushrooms and flapping our hands and humming. we are busy kicking our little heels while we watch cringey tv. we are busy - sorry! as an apology, we have pre-filled the island with every bland, mediocre, unscented thing we could find. the island has the texture of american cheese. the island has an ocean that never gets angry. the island is perfect for you, trust me. you will be so happy there - as happy as you can be, ironically.
we want to say we are sorry for doing harmless things that you find annoying, childish, or unappealing - but we are not sorry. we thought we could help you, because we don't mind laughing at ourselves, but it turns out you are allergic to color and noise and atmosphere, so this is the best that we can do for now. we are all making a big shirt that says i voted in the ironic monarchy. we got you one that is just a fast fashion buttondown. i am so excited for you and this island and the big life you have won. you have a cool jaded grey life and miles of irony to roam. i love you! be well.
now leave us alone.
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robinmage · 3 months
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finally done. i tried to make it as accurate as possible, but the sims 4 has quite a few limitations and even the references i had contradicted themselves sometimes so i had to use a bit of artistic liberty.
they dont seem to keep much clutter around the house but i wanted to give it a more home-y feel, so i just imagine that after chise moved in it got a bit more cozy.
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thedreadvampy · 1 year
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unwarranted Cis Opinion but I'm getting really uncomfortable w people responding to bathroom bills by posting pictures of trans men like DO YOU WANT THEM IN WOMEN'S BATHROOMS
bc like. no they're men. they should be in men's bathrooms unless that feels unsafe. but. it really feels like it's not helpful to lean into the idea that seeing someone presenting masc or being read as a man in a women's bathroom means You're In Danger.
like I know several butch women and NB ppl who are really scared around being on T or getting top surgery bc they're not men and they don't want to be in the men's bathroom, and in that circumstance stuff like growing facial hair or reading more androgynously can be really fucking scary when people are being primed by propaganda to be on edge and hyperreactive to anyone who doesn't look like their idea of a Cis Woman.
and I'm not laying that at the feet of the people saying "hey uhhhh trans men are men and don't belong in women's bathrooms" bc it is not their fault. it's the fault of a concerted effort to make it difficult and dangerous to be trans or substantively gender nonconforming in public.
but at the same time idk I guess it just worries me cause sometimes it feels like "you fools! you are worried about this group of trans people bc you think they're the Lurking Danger of Men In Bathrooms? WRONG! the Men Making You Feel Afraid In Bathrooms are actually THESE trans people!" when in fact neither of those groups using the fucking bathroom is a problem. just piss and mind your business. people need to go where they need to go.
anyway this country is a hot fucking trash fire that somehow accelerates its descent into open fascism more every day so it's all super good and normal. so don't take this too seriously tbh cause it's somewhere near #2535654476457899009765 on the list of priorities for Queer Discourse right now when the fucking human rights commission is actively rescinding protections from trans people. Please ignore my gibberish.
#red said#i get that the point is to follow their logic to its logical conclusion like SEE THE EFFECT IS THE OPPOSITE OF YOUR STATED INTENTIONS#but a) the lawmakers already know this tbf#and also b) ultimately you still do end up making a lot of tweets that look very very very like the original scaremongering abt trans ppl#and transphobes and ppl who are unfamiliar with trans stuff alike have repeatedly and consistently demonstrated either an unwillingness#or an inability. to understand the difference btw a trans man and a trans woman.#and meanwhile idk it does feel like most posts like this are tacitly reinforcing the idea that you SHOULD be scared of masc-presenting ppl#it's putting so much emphasis on clockability. and the truth is not everyone using the bathroom does or should have to pass perfectly.#if a trans woman who looks like one of these trans men needs to piss. a woman with stubble and short hair and muscly shoulders.#SHE HAS EVERY RIGHT TO PISS IN THE WOMEN'S BATHROOM. even if she doesn't look like a cis woman.#if a trans dude looks like a girl he still doesn't belong in the ladies unless he personally feels the need to go there for his safety#if someone is not actively bothering you harassing you or treating you with aggression it's not really any of your business is it#maybe that's a trans man. maybe that's a trans woman. maybe that's a woman or dyke on T. maybe that's a cis woman who just looks masculine.#who gives a shit? a key factor in ladies bathrooms is that they have fucking cubicles. unless someone is making it your business it's not.#and if they are then the problem isn't that they're the Wrong Sex/Gender it's that they're behaving badly/disrespectfully/threateningly#which is also a problem when cis women do it!!!!!
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sneeping with his legs up over his head for some reason... weird boye
#cats#love the second picture... skrungly sleepy well rested boye face...#since he's an elderly boy now sometimes when he wakes up from a nap he looks a bit scruffy and squinty eyed#Hard to beleive he's like 15 though.. he still looks like a kitten to me.. due to his giant round creature eyes and childlike demeanor#I think it's interesting that like... baby cats are babies. kittens are kittens. and you can tell a cat is like 'young adult' phase#looking from like a few months to maybe 1yr or 2yrs.. but after that they just always look the same to me#a 5 yr old cat is a 10 yr old cat is a 15 year old cat. unless the cat in question is particulalry aged or youthful#I still have so so little energy... it's been icy here this week. like not even FUN but just scary icy even thoguh i lOOOVE the cold#and its my favorite weather. I think it'd be okay actually if I had a woodburning stove/fireplace/hearth thing. literally thats my only#concern with the power going out. I genuinely don't mind stuff like having to go to the bathroom in buckets or cook over a fire or do other#less conveninet things. Its just that if eveyrhtng is electric then you have no way to cook and all of that. well.. and I literally need#background noise to go to sleep lest my ocd sprials become so loud I am slowly driven into maddness.. but a few battery packs or something#and a phone with one downloaded video I could play on repeat is fine for that. I dont need internet. ANYWAY.. so so sad that my fav#orite season ever (winter) is here. and the first cold of the winter is like... just an ice storm that you cant even walk in. I#love like 4 feet of snow where you can play in it and stuff. But just a thin flat sheet of a few inches of ice over every imaginable surfac#is not really playable. the wind speeds are so high and so many trees fall it's actually not that safe to go hang out outside anyway unless#you were in a totally clear open field. which is SAD also because i love ice and high winds. i love to stand out there and get whipped in t#he face with ice crystals and feel like I'm in some dramatic movie or something. but alas.. the threat of being attacked by a falling tree.#I did go out some but again it's like. literallyyou cant walk on it. so I just squatted and dragged myself along the ground lol#One of my stories has a whole section where the main characters are trapped in a deadly cold environment for a week and have to use magic#to survive and etc. etc. so I'm always like.. ouuu.. I should go in the ice.. it's Writing Research actually.. *foolishly gets frostbite*#THOUGH yesterday I went on a harrowing evil journey down a bunch of icy hilly roads to go check on some person's cat because the cat#had been left in the house for like 5 days at that point with nobody to check on them and nobody else seemed to want to do anything#about it (like call all of the neighbors or try to get someone out there) so I just went myself with a roommate who agreed to drive me.#It seemed acting totally normal and I gave it more food and water but.. I am still worried about it.. Apparently the person will be able#to get back to their house tomorrow but.. I dont trust them. But I couldnt take the cat with me because it's like.. a stranger's cat#basically and also no carrier + very skittish.. so I feared if I just tried to carry them bare handed they'd definitely leap from my grasp#and then it'd be like.. sliding on a sheet of ice chasing a cat and so on.. I still think they need to be watched for health issues tho >:|#ANYWAY.... many cat adventures lately... and strange weather... I wish for a normal week without always so many Things Happening.. augh
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noperopesaredope · 7 months
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People be out here saying "don't get the free plastic bags from the store, just buy reusable ones!" as though my parents haven't been using the same 10 free plastic bags for the past seven years.
Most things are reusable if you have enough determination.
This is a shitpost I support environmentalism and also people who need disposable shit for health reasons I just thought this was funny please don't hate me-
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arsonist-chicken · 5 months
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I got to look at the room in the dormitory and now I'm torn between taking it and running, or maybe taking a bit more time to find something... less really cramped and where the washing machine doesn't smell sour, somehow
#and i have to decide today help#like yeah my flatmates are awful and I hate them and am in a bad mood whenever they're home#but they're usually gone on the weekends so at least I'm alone then#there's Something weird about the dormitory I looked at but I can't put my finger on it. apart from the awful smell in the laundry room#but I mean I could take my laundry to a laundromat if I really didn't want to use that washing machine I guess#there's shared kitchens there too but oh well i've done that before#but by god am I looking forward to living alone after university#all I want is a flat with enough space for a large bed or a pull-out couch for when friends visit#and ideally a balcony and cats allowed#mine#jess' flatmate rants#am I being too picky? all student rooms are very small and shared kitchens and bathrooms are normal#what really threw me off was the washing machine ngl#aaah maybe that's another thing: my old dorm was bigger so more anonymous#this one has a kitchen for 8-10 people#i'm not very social; I don't want to be friends with the people in my dorm; I want to be alone and left alone when I'm at home#anyway. guess I have that to consider for the next hour or so#aah Vse Kar Vem came up and I'm crying again; wonderful#also you know those days when anyone talking in the same room as you makes you want to murder them? i'm on like week two or three of that#with no stop and idk why and what's wrong; send help#ngl maybe my problem is less with the dorm itself and more that I literally can't imagine a good future for myself right now#where I get to not live either in my childhood bedroom forever or only ever with flatmates which. I'm never moving in with strangers again#and I have no friends I could move in with who would want that or don't already live with their boyfriends
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haunted-xander · 9 months
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I literally spent all of yesterday doing the Archon quests + Lyney's story quest in one sitting
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coquelicoq · 9 months
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my ex, who lives alone, is apparently about to buy a 5-bedroom, 4-bathroom, 2-garage house. what. i'm getting stressed out just hearing about it. tf you gonna do with all that space, bro? how you gonna clean all those bathrooms???
#he's like well i want one room for my home office and one room for my hobby and one guest room#add in a bedroom for him and that's still only 4 bedrooms? you have an entire extra bedroom????#plus an extra garage???#damn he thinks he's lonely now but dude just you wait until you spend every day ALONE IN A FIVE-BEDROOM HOUSE#trying not to project too much onto him but i really think this is absurd outside of my own preferences#he's been stressed living in his 1b apt bc his hobby takes up a lot of space#but i think this is just another example of his general propensity to treat the symptoms and not the disease#the problem is he's overcommitting & extending himself too much & he never finishes anything#that's what actually stresses him out#so him in a 5b house is just going to be him filling all that space with stuff until he's stressed again#anyway i have NO IDEA how to react to this because i think it's such a bad idea#i'm really bad at faking things i don't feel but i feel like it's too late to say 'wyd bro???' because apparently his offer was accepted#i did ask him how he's going to clean 4 bathrooms and he said he's just not going to use them#also it feels weird morally for a single (rich) man to buy an entire 5b house only for him in the middle of the seattle housing crisis#not like if he didn't buy it someone else would buy it and make it into affordable housing units so maybe it doesn't matter#still feels weird though and contributes to me not knowing how to react#if you have any advice for me followers...i am all ears#i've been really floundering on how to be a supportive friend to him lately#just really struggling with how to engage with him when it feels like he's his own worst enemy#and like it's not that he needs to have the same priorities as me it's just that he comes to me all stressed out and idk how to react#bc 'no shit you're stressed out. have you tried making completely different choices?' isn't a great option lol
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bluesey-182 · 4 months
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my husband falls asleep before i do so i usually go to the living room to read or watch tv but now im terrified to leave him alone in the room at night for any amount of time because he keeps waking up to something in the bed that looks like me and he thinks is me until he gets up for whatever reason and finds the real me in the other room and when he goes back to the bedroom the thing is gone. but last night the thing was talking to him and i asked him if it sounds like me and he said "it sounded a little different but i thought it was because you were tired". like what the FUCK is in my house. and how do I make it stop. also idk if this is worth noting but both times our dog was in the room with him and had no reaction
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thinking about how out of the four reservation dogs, jackie singled in on elora and tried to extend a hand to her....how she gave elora her only knife and offered to sit next to the random white dude they did not know.......how she immediately went ‘fuck this’ to the weird vibes in that white lady’s house and went to get elora, and although nearly made the selfish choice to leave her there, did go back for her.....asking her questions about daniel and even divulging what happened to her brother.......how she sought out help in order to get elora’s car back (’this is my friend elora danan’)......showing up when elora’s grandmother passed even though she tried to play it off like her aunt forced her and clarifying with elora that they were gunna try again for california, despite not even ‘needing’ elora now since her car was busted and her money was stolen........driving elora to the seminar and even after storming out deeply hurt from what willie-jack said, still texted elora to say sorry for ditching and ask what she was up to.....standing next to elora after helping save cheese where you can see the couple inches of height difference....helping the rez dogs get elora’s car back and then stepping aside on her own to quietly tell elora to be careful going to california and good luck, elora assuring her they’d be back and jackie softly smiling in return.....
like, I think jackie sees a lot of herself in elora, sees the same deeply wounded hurt over losing someone close and a need to escape it (and elora likewise, as they are very similar). they’ve both become jaded and guarded from losing someone, and feel a want to simply pull away from those they’re close to - a feeling, that they have to carry it all themselves, just take care of their own worries and needs and therefore eliminate any risk of pain or being let-down from others. but in the end, their kind natures that still shine underneath come out, and you see them for what they really are - hurt, grieving kids who in the end, don’t really want to cause any harm. and, I think, the love they carry from those they lost (elora from her connection with daniel, jackie’s from her brother who clearly cared about her) shows in their inevitable choices to do the right thing. they’re both so alike, and that’s what makes the dynamic so interesting.
but also, at the same time.......gay activity.
#like jackie and the others straight up attack the rez dogs and elora even says so but jackie still shoots her shot anyway#reservation dogs#rez dogs#elora danan#does jackie have a last name?? oh well#honestly jackie's actions seem so gay to me#her singling elora out from the beginning and asking about daniel and seeming really invested in her#while elora meanwhile seems only partially interested in jackie#again I think she DOES see a lot of similarities in elora which is what draws her in the first place#but also..*points to jackie in front of the lesbian flag.jpg*#with her choppy dyke haircut#I can just picture her cutting her hair short with scissors bent over the bathroom sink#I think about her giving elora the knife literally all the time#like what did it mean???? what were the intentions??? was it some hasty small caring sacrifice to give her only defense#to elora and then offer to sit closer to the guy who could at any moment grab for her#WHAT WAS THAT ABOUT#first watching the episode I was worried maybe jackie was just trying to plant the knife on elora#in case they had to use it and then elora would get in trouble and not her#and while still paranoid that dude she stabbed is going to come back to press charges it doesn't seem likely#which only makes me think as the dynamics have developed that jackie just straight up gave it so elora could protect herself#!!!!!!#anyways I love them your honor#I love my jaded angry secretly soft teenage lesbians#I guess technically elora would be bisexual but you know what I mean
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badolmen · 7 months
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Nothing like facilities closing half the bathrooms in the building to give me gender dysphoria
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honeysuckle-venom · 7 months
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About a week ago part of the wall in my shower broke. Several tiles came crumbling down, leaving a scary hole in the wall, revealing weird gross space and pipes and stuff. We've been covering it up with lots of plastic and tape, and today the maintenance guy finally came to fix it. Except turns out the reason it crumbled is it wasn't built correctly in the first place, they didn't put a board behind the tiles (hence the scary hole) and now they can't fix it without redoing the whole thing and ordering a liner thing that will take several days to arrive. And in the meantime we're not allowed to keep covering it up bc the space needs to dry out so it won't rot. Which means my bathroom is now terrifying and unusable and I have to stay in a motel room or something until Tuesday. This sucks.
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sparklypunk · 2 months
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So I have a house inspection today (since I rent) and uhhh im just anxious because they're suppose to come sometime between 8am to 5pm and it's so open that idk what to do with my time. Like I guess doom scrolling it is??
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cuartist · 8 days
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starting to get itchier.....wish me luck lmao
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deva-arts · 10 months
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She's corrupting him with brushed hair, skincare and head scratches. Soon he might actually be tolerable.
On a side note who gave him that smarmy shirt. Someone, anyone. Go compost it.
Bonus scribble and speedpaint under cut!
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Making the ratman want to go back to the sewers
Video!!! A video!!! I love ibispaint's niche little features <3
#sonia is really pushing it with her outfit but vincent does not particularly understand or care about the concept of cleavage lol#soniasanderstag#vincent is so odd to draw for me#vincenttag#they are so silly#When asked what she likes about vincent#sonia says: lmao idk he's stupid sometimes i guess haha also can i use the bathroom#she went to the bathroom and proceeded to jump out of the window to evade the interview panel entirely#when vincent was asked the same he said: shes okay i guess.#then he proceeded to insult the interviewer with a thesaurus' wealth of words until she cried and flew to a little farmer town to woo ellio#they are friends#the world will never know if vincent actually likes the scritch scratches.#(he does. he just has trouble articulating when he feels safe or at ease most of the time. being cared for at all is pretty foreign to him.#she's socializing vincent like a feral kitten and it might be working somehow#while vince is still learning and adjusting to the shiny new world of humane treatment chock full of new layers to his hierarchy of needs#sonia is just happy to chill and have a friend. a kooky weird friend that regularly talks about wanting to fight bears nude in the forest.#sonia is the kind of person that can get along with anyone#given the right amount of time to reach them#Golden retriever personality vs feral hyperactive racing dog personality#Vincent: Oh. This actually feels... Not-pain? is there even a word for this? f*cking yikes bro. ew. cringe. I want more actually#ARK_SYSTEMA
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