sir this is my emotional support griddle

tlt hyperfixation quarantine side blog // they/them/she // AO3 icon by @b1cr1ptic, header by me

[theriverbeyond]

“My master in life was revenge,” said the Sleeper. “My mission is one of—Goddamn it, I’m not going to start talking like this.”

- Harrow the Ninth, chapter 49

Wake: me!

Photo: @wyyrdplayy w/ fog machine assist by @cassylvan

[baby tube progress and WIP]

bonus:

[only-alter-idem]

all the other guests: omg don’t turn around but that creepy Ninth nun who took a vow of silence is right behind you! she beat magnus in a sword fight in five seconds. i made eye contact with her yesterday eeek she’s got so much wisdom hidden in those eyes

gideon, wandering around in circles: what the fuck is going on what the fuck is going on where is harrow where is haRROW WHERE IS HARROW

[probablyreal]

brushbug banging out the tunes

[ID: A looping gif of the brushbuddy from Witch Hat Atelier patting its paws repeatedly, edited to have a PNG of a toy xylophone (the same one from the "Neil banging out the tunes" photo) beside it so it looks like the brushbuddy is playing it. End ID]

[finchwingart]

zoom call

[aropride]

why is there an upgrade button on gmail. why does twitter want me to scan my palm to get into my account. why is google a chatbot. why does the transit app make a transit app wrapped for me. why does youtube keep shoving its infinitely scrollable shortform content down my throat. why do my doctor and psychiatrist and therapist want to use an ai notetaker during our appointments. why do free trials want my credit card number. why are most scholarship websites just data brokers. how do i make capitalone stop sending me mail. why is my school making its own special chat gpt powered chatbot. why is every third video on instagram an undisclosed ad. why is nothing online real anymore. why is everything so FUCKING STUPID

[theriverbeyond]

central problem/tumblr is a personal blog

so the central problem is that i'm physically disabled enough that it impacts me every day of my life, and physically disabled in weird ways that don't make sense to people, and not physically disabled enough for it to be obvious. and i picked a career in a disability-hostile work environment (healthcare) because i wanted to Understand my body, no one else wanted to help me learn how to deadlift so fuck them i can figure it out myself. and of course i picked a job that i can do perfectly fine, and i can do all my adaptions myself without anyone else knowing because i understand my body, but because my disability is weird and doesnt make sense to people i can't tell anyone about it at work without extreme assumptions about My Competence being made (ive lost out on job opportunities and also had to deal with incredibly invasive scrutiny from instructors when i Shared Information in the past/in school) and the central problem is i've felt alienated every time ive participated in an adaptive sport as a disabled person, because the equipment is never made with my disability in mind (its all made for lower limb issues) and i'm not disabled enough or in the correct way for other disabled people to look at me and be like You Are One Of Us. and i've felt alienated whenever i've participated in an adaptive sport as a volunteer/non-athlete, because of the automatic and explicit assumption of able-bodiness. and i live in a town small enough i can't tell the adaptive sport people about myself without my boss hearing about it, also my coworkers/etc are all healthcare people who often attend and often run such events as volunteers, so basically there's no way for me to "come out" about this to the adaptive sport people without coming out about it to my coworkers and boss. and the central problem is i really love adaptive sports, i love how it helps me feel free and physically powerful and connected with my body in a way i didn't ever think possible after The Incident. so the central problem is i feel stuck and miserable and isolated because i want this community but ive locked myself out of it, and also it honestly wasn't really made for me anyway. the upside is despite my bitching i do in fact qualify for an adaptive ski pass so I'm already saving hundreds of dollars next season and every single year in the future ongoing. yippee.

[noah-wyles]

all i want for 2026 is that gigantic rancid AI bubble to finally burst in such a catastrophic way that the consequences will be so good and i'll never have to see another AI generated image ever again

[fluoritegalaxy]

Like to charge, reblog to cast.

[kyuka-bse]

[nick-nellson]

Mamma Mia! (2008) dir. Phyllida Lloyd

[theriverbeyond]

the problem with caretaking professions is that the care definitely is taking

[narcissene]

affirmations:

- it’s fun to be awake & in an upright position

- consciousness is a gift

- i CAN do this anymore

[tsarina-anadyomene]

what to do when something you want also fills you with alienation and revulsion

[acrisius-ii]

UTENA STOP TRYING TO BECOME A PRINCE THE LAKERS NEED A CENTER

[parkchanwoohoo]

[bodyintheriver]

Wip. I think the resurrection beasts are cool.

[gideonisms]

Surely it's normal that nearly every friend I have across a variety of industries has a boss that wants them to work insane hours with no concern for their personal circumstances

[spacerockband]

You can't have it all, but you can have this.