#how do people do this?
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just a little lesbian bat girl
#Bat#She is actually a dnd character#Gay bat#Pride#Lesbian#vampire girl#vampire#IT'S SO SCARY TO POST#hOw DO PEOPLE DO THIS?#Dnd#dungeons and dragons#batfish bros#lilje#batfish art
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I've got all these disconnected scenes that I need to turn into a coherent story somehow
#writing#how do people do this?#bro ive done this before just do it again#if you made it this far its angsty Zekina i wont apologize
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my brain: write a Hartley romance fic called Cendrillon. do it.
me: okay, sure, that sounds cute, what's it about?
my brain: :)
#I never come up with the title first what is this#how do people do this?#I don't even have a pairing in mind#vexic lives
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Powers and Prejudice #1: Origins
It didn't take Lizzie's enhanced observational skills to notice that Mom was upset. Sparks crackled in Mom's hair as she paced the living room end-to-end. Mary, sitting by the window with two open books, ignored her reading and followed Mom with her eyes. Kitty sat invisibly on one end of the sofa, but Lizzie could tell by the sound of her rustling hair that she was following every movement. Only Dad--the habitual cause of Mom's outbursts--was unaffected, sitting in the armchair as calmly as if he were alone.
"You have no compassion on my nerves!" Mom moaned, electricity sparking down her arms.
Dad lifted a hand, and a book flew from the shelf, opened itself to the first page, and hovered just below his eye level. "On the contrary," he said, his eyes on the page. "I have great respect for your nerves. They have been my companion for the past twenty years."
The lamp beside Dad's chair dimmed and flared with Mom's emotions. "With one phone call, you could secure us invitations to the university's fundraising gala, and you refuse to do anything!"
Dad turned a page of his book without lifting a finger. "I was unaware you were so passionate about education. If you like, I can write a check. Seems rather a waste to return so much of my hard-earned salary to my employer, but if it pleases you, my dear--"
Mom cut him off with a wave of her hand. Sparks crackled around her fingertips. "Why are you so difficult? You know very well that we need the tickets so Jane can debut as a Netherfield superhero."
Dad said, "I should think organizers would object to our eldest daughter smashing through walls in the middle of such a prestigious event."
Perhaps overhearing her name, and knowing from experience how dangerous it was to let Mom plan her future unimpeded, Jane entered from the other doorway, still wearing leggings from her dance class. Jane, the kindest and most unassuming of the Bennett girls, also happened to be able to stop trains with her bare hands, and was thus the focus of Mom's hopes in getting her daughters established among Netherfield's superheroes.
Mom said, "The only reason these events exist in Netherfield is to give supervillains something to attack! If Jane is on the scene, she'll be in a perfect position to help with the rescue efforts."
No one but Lizzie could have noticed the slight flush in Jane's cheeks or the quickening of the pulse in her neck. Jane had been preparing for this future her whole life, but Lizzie alone knew how much the expectations weighed on her. She met Jane's gaze and gave a reassuring nod. Jane gave a slight smile and shrugged a shoulder, as if to say, it had to happen sometime.
Dad turned another page. "Your public-mindedness is admirable, darling, but surely, if the event is in such grave danger, Netherfield's established defenders will already be providing security."
"That's why Jane has to be there! The Blur is back in town, and the Captain will no doubt be on patrol. I've even heard rumors that the Archer has been spotted in Netherfield."
Lizzie glanced around the room and saw that all her sisters were as surprised as she was.
"The Archer?" Lizzie asked. "Outside Pemberley?"
"Mrs. Lucas swears on her life that she saw him prowling near the river last night."
Lizzie shuddered. Bad enough that the creature hunted the superhumans in the city of Pemberley. Had Netherfield come under his dominion, too?
Lydia raced into the room, streams of electricity crackling behind her. Lydia saw little reason to rein in her power, so even at the age of sixteen, she always sparked like an overexcited toddler. She even bounced like a toddler who'd been promised a treat. "The Archer? This one doesn't have a sidekick yet, right? Can't I go? I'm more powerful than any of us."
Lizzie gave her a disapproving glance. "Which is why the Archer would skewer you."
"Oh, Lizzie," Mrs. Bennet said. "Overthinking everything. The Archer is known to partner with superhumans."
"The old Archer," Lizzie replied. "This new one has had to fight an awful lot of superhumans to keep Pemberley from falling back into chaos, and he hasn't exactly been friendly."
"Which is why," Mom said, "Jane must make connections with established superheroes before displaying her powers. We don't want the Archer or anyone else mistaking her for a villain. And here we have the perfect opportunity for a public debut, and your father refuses to act!"
"I don't see why it falls to me, my dear. You're the one who wants your daughters to risk their lives in combat. If you wish Jane to debut in the company of a known and trusted superhero, you could dig your old costume out of the mothballs. You're nearly as trim as you were in those days, and about as suited to hero work as any of our daughters."
"You know that I have nothing like enough power to be of use in a fight these days," Mom said, though she blushed slightly. (Did she even notice Dad's sarcasm?) "And it would be far better for her to work with superheroes who are already working in Netherfield."
And the best way to do that was to hope someone attacked a charity fundraiser? Lizzie could have pointed out a dozen flaws in the plan, but Mom didn't like to be logic-ed at. Best to let Dad take the brunt of this one.
"Why just Jane?" Lydia asked. "Why can't we all go? I'd be so good in a fight."
"You're also sixteen," Lizzie pointed out.
Softly, Jane said, "I'd really like Lizzie with me."
"I'd rather stay home," Mary said. "Violence is an unfit use for our extraordinary gifts."
From her armchair, Kitty coughed and asked, "Can't I go?"
Mom jumped in surprise--Kitty was still invisible--then threw up her arms in distress. Sparks singed the ceiling. "None of you will go because we can't get tickets!" As the girls babbled protests and suggestions, Mom stalked out of the room with her hands to her temples. "Quiet, all of you. I'm getting a headache. I don't want to hear another word about the charity ball."
Dad's book floated shut. "Is that so? I wish you'd have mentioned it earlier. It would have saved me a call to the university office." He lifted a hand, and a drawer opened in the writing desk on the far side of the room. An envelope rose from it and floated into his hand, revealing three tickets to the university's fundraising ball. "They were happy to give them to a professor of my standing, but if you're not interested, I'm sure I could pass them off on someone more willing."
Mom lit up. "You had them the whole time? I should have known! You're far too good a father to let an opportunity like this pass by."
"This is for the sake of promoting education," Dad said, "and as such, Lizzie is the only one of you with any right to go. But if the university is in as much danger as you fear, it's only right that you go, my dear, and take Jane with you to protect you from any falling debris."
Lydia and Kitty whined in protest, even after Dad explained that they had to be eighteen to get tickets, but none of that seemed to affect Mom's headache. It seemed to have vanished with the good news.
While Mom paced the room and praised her husband, Dad floated the tickets toward Lizzie while looking at Jane. "I'd wish you a good time, but given the circumstances, I hope your evening is beset by a dozen disasters and you managed to defeat them all."
Lizzie took the tickets. Jane smiled tightly. Mom made plans for costumes.
#powers and prejudice#jane austen#superheroes#adventures in writing#what the hey#i've spent too much time plotting this silly au not to write something on the p&p side of things#this is very rough and very silly but here you go#for as rough as it is this took me an embarrassingly long time to write#more than two people in one scene? i hate it#how do people do this?
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#just. i just. i just said goodbye to one of my best friends before we leave for college.#how do people do this?#how do people just. just. just *leave* their friends??#i love her so much. and the next time i’ll be able to see her is in 4 months. what if she changes?? what if *i* change??#god.#just jupiter#vent
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Just broke down crying because I tried on my ankle braces with the stockinettes I bought in an attempt to find a way to wear braces whole adjusting to these summer temps. They didn't really work well and the thought of having to wear socks every day for the rest of my life just.. it was too much all of sudden.
My choices are:
1. Be well supported and relatively pain free, but hot and veeeery limited in shoe wear.
2. Don't wear the braces and wear the shoes that make me feel comfortable, but walk around in pain and making my problem worse.
I hate this.
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The fact that this baby is eventually going to come out of me is sinking it. If all goes to plan she will be ~6x bigger than the twins. Eeep 😳
#personal#26 weeks#I don't know if I can do this#how do people do this?#how on earth do I prepare for birth?
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Fuck water physics
All my homies hate programming water physics
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Putting on a Normal Human Being mask for eight hours of a day is exhausting.
#how do people do this?#i am three feral goblins in a trenchcoat i don't know how to people#prooobably doesn't help that it's been ten years since i had a ''normal job''#and i get to be the token scientist in a room full of engineers#so that should be fun
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Also, I'm supposed to have a speech at the massive demonstration on Wednesday, and I'm kinda starting to panic a little
send help
#like pretty much every single important human rights or queer rights activist is gonna be there talking#and then there's gonna be a little ol' me?#what am I suppose to say#that the others will not say thousand times better you know#I guess I should just write something short and just have it be over with#oh god why can't i ever learn to say no#how am I suppose to talk in front of thousands of people#oh god oh god oh god#how do people do this?
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Tumblr mobile is so bad. I’m trying to kill time on the clock and every 3 seconds click on some third rate candy crush knock off and thrown into the App Store.
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in the hour or so it took me to draw this op turned reblogs off
EDIT: reblogs are STAYING OFF. op was right and correct and i have never regretted making a post as much as this one. if you want to reblog my art you can reblog something else from my blog. or commission me, lord knows i deserve financial compensation for the nightmare this post has put me through
#art#i had to block multiple people because of this post and i easily could have blocked more#do you guys have any idea how exhausting it is to hear 400 people make the exact same unfunny joke each thinking they're being original#or worry that another person might get harassed over a post i made because of the way people are talking about them#or be harassed/insulted YOURSELF because some people don't know how to fucking behave#you guys don't get reblogs back. you should be grateful i'm leaving the post up at all.
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#i don't believe that people for serious reasons sort their books any way but by author#and then obviously by release date/series within that#i am being told that i am being JUDGY#also if you sort your books any other way HOW DO YOU FIND THEM#i really need to know#polls#can't believe i forgot to include genre in here
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can't believe we're all adults being forced into the club penguin level of censorship in 2024
#ramble#if you say unalive in front of me i will personally kill you with my hands#you just can't muffle and censor and hold someone's hand through some things#some things are horrible. and they should be spoken aloud and they should upset you. because they are horrible#the second we started kidzbopifying the world was the end of taking anything seriously i think#i'm not even joking i've spoken to people older than me who won't even say the world sex#this isn't the playground you're not going to get in trouble just let us say the word!!!!!!#how am i supposed to listen to you when you won't even say the thing you're supposed to be talking about#yes this is the fault of the platforms with their censorship rules but the fact that we all just go along with it like it's not dystopian#you do know it doesn't stop with cursing right. people are already having to censor queer terms because they get flagged as inappropriate
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i have so much rage in me one day i think i will explode. i dont think i know how to forgive as much as i know how to forget
#art#wolfy religious tedtalks#sketch#comic#i have such a huge disconnect with my emotions and i do genuinely think a lot of it ties back to religion#crazy how that happens#whats funny is i now have a lot of people i vaguely dislike but cant remember why.#crazy what happens when you treat forgiveness like an instruction and not a process
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Annabeth: I, a child, had to earn Thalia’s love, that’s how the world works! I have to earn my moms love. Love is transactional, you gotta be worthy of it first silly :)
Percy, listening to this on the train
#STOP TRAUMATIZING THIS CHILD PLEASE#this is what it’s like when you were raised in a loving home and you find out your friend wasn’t#but they don’t know they weren’t#so you’re like um hey that’s fucked up and sometimes a crime?#you tell them parents are supposed to love you as is without earning it and they don’t believe you#you can hear the therapy bill racking up#annabeth chase#Percy jackson#percy jackson and the olympians#percy jackon and the olympians#pjo#pjo series#pjo tv show#mine#adding on to my tags because some people are debating if that’s how love works#love is meant to be a mutual exchange and something that grows over time between two people as their bond grows#whereas how Annabeth says it#in my opinion at least#she had to do XY and Z to be worthy of thalias love before receiving it#like with her mother#she has to be amazing before Athena is proud of her#vs Athena being proud of her just for being her daughter#that being said I’m not hating on a traumatized child having potentially negative and toxic patterns#more pointing out the comedy of the scene from Percy’s perspective who has a good grasp on healthy vs unhealthy relationships
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