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“omg you’re so creative. how do you get your ideas” i hallucinate a single scene in the taco bell drive thru and then spend 13 months trying to write it

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help i went to double-click a fanfic to like it.

on ao3.

i went and Double-Tapped a screen of text..

on archive of our own..

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MKAY I THINK IM GONNA DO BEETLE GRIAN FIRST BECAUSE ITS SO DKAHFJSJXNDJJD

So here’s some headcanons and ideas for beetle hybrids (with grian in mind, but in general too)

- Coleoptera hybrids obviously will have wings and an elytra, but the size nd shape of the elytra also depends on the species of beetle they are ( i feel this should be a given , but idk, thought i’d say it )

- even though beetles have really good night vision, their day vision varies in strength. ive found some sources saying their vision is overall really good for a small insect, but others saying that their vision isnt that good and would need glasses as a human.

my middle ground will be that insect hybrids overall typically need glasses or visual aids, but their vision fixes itself at night/in the dark so glasses aren't needed then.

- antennae will Never Not be apart of my headcanons (unless the insect genuinely doesn't have antennae). (beetle grian still has an antennae).

- having an extra set of arms (or one extra) are uncommon, and about as common as being polydactl, but it's not so rare its unheard of

- beetles have tiny hairs that enhance the senses of touch and sound, so i would guess that beetle hybrids would have an enhanced sense of sound, and that touch is more sensitive than the average (neurotypical and untraumatized) human.

- due to this, i like to think that the beetle societies honor hair as sacred and intimate. doing a beetle hybrid's hair is a privilege, but washing it is considered highly intimate due to the hair's ability to overstimulate the hybrid with (usually) touch alongside the delicate antennae

- their stomachs are so not wholly human. they can digest quite a few of non-human foods, like wood bark, rotting wood, raw tree saps, leaves, and seeds.

- i like the idea that those with exoskeleton ancestry will have both ribs and side-front thick and tough skin similar to that of a shell. the best way i can describe what im trying to convey is this: Take a Warden (minecraft) and observe it. the souls in the frontal area. this is what im thinking. also is the warden maybe already a beetle?

- like most other hybrids, beetle instincts are afraid of (significantly) larger, and specifically (hybrid) predators of beetles. this is not to say they will never grow comfortable or used to (say for example) a fox hybrid or bird hybrid, surprisingly those two hybrids often end up close and protective of their beetle hybrid for some reason.

- there seems to be a phenomenon among hybrids where predators are larger than average humans, but anything less than is typically around the same or shorter than humans. insects/arachnids and avians tend to be smaller due to the typical sizes of their ancestors, but those with birds of prey ancestry or australian insect/arachnid ancestry will typically be a bit larger than humans, but not quite as big as the other predators.

if anyone else has other beetle hybrid headcanons, please let me know , i think theyre so silly and i wanna adopt other's ideas <3

#grian #hermitcraft #hermitblr #beetle grian #hybrid grian #headcanons #from the drafts

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how do people get so comfortable with themselves that they don’t feel embarrassment when sending something to their friends.

like i would love to share my writing with my friends, but idk. that feels too personal, too vulnerable. as if i’m giving them a physical part of my soul and asking them to tell me what they think about it. like i’m giving this carefully sculpted clay pot, and telling them that if they lightly hit Just Here, that it’ll shatter.

i only have two real friends that follow this account, and i feel like that’s different though from sending it individually. but these two friends are the kind that i wouldn’t mind if they found my writings. would i want to talk about them if asked? i guess so, if prompted. if they ask me questions about it, then absolutely. Would I ask to talk about it? nope, never gonna. not even some background context. no memories or anything. i will not speak unless spoken to in most contexts.

#from the drafts

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heartbroken that i can manage to put my adoration of the stars into words moreso than i can put my adoration of thunderstorms and rainstorms into words.

one is a more tangible love and the other can be explained away.

which is what tho???

#those rolling thunders are so comforting to my soul #how i wish to live in the south where they are more common #the stars may be my love #but the storms are my childhood and first love #i miss seeing her

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I was cast in a play titled "Euripedes". My character was called Juliet and the play ended with everyone dead except for her. In the final scene, I (as Juliet) was embracing the bodies of my dead friends and weeping. I felt proud of how good my performance was.

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it looks like a hand reaching out. and i think i’m trying to reach out too o.o

ohhhh my god webb got an image of the pillars of creation and it’s absolutely STUNNING.

here it is compared to hubbles image:

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With NASA announcing their streaming service NASA+ and also announcing it’s going to be free and also ad free, I’d just like to appreciate the lengths they go to make scientific knowledge and exploration as available as they possibly can.

#YO WHY AM I JUST NOW HEARING ABOUT THIS #IM SO NOT NORMAL ABOUT SPACE AND NASA MAN

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Humans are now called “star children”.

It is common knowledge that all lifeforms, regardless of origin or existence or if they still exist, come from long-gone stars. By all accounts, there is no single existence that is not a “star child”, even thought there are many beings that do not believe they will ever deserve the title of being born from a star.

However, as the years and decades since humanity first discovered that they were never alone came by, the friends from other planets - or, for a better words, aliens - came to stop merely calling them human.

That did not happen on the span of a decade or two. It took maybe a hundred years for the first little one to decide that “star child” would be a name better fit for the common human. Slowly but surely, the title stuck, but not everyone will be able to tell you why that happenned.

Maybe it was because of their crooked hands, able to do so much with so little. Maybe it was their fascination for documenting everything, or maybe it was because of the hundreds of star patterns they loved to wear and decorate their spaceships with. Some even believe it was because of the human soul, and how it would stick to the physical plane even after death because it couldn’t understand that it was dead and it was time to say goodbye.

No, no. It wasn’t because of that. You see, they are not called star children for bringing wonder to everything. They are not called that because of their endurance, or their wits, or their imprudence. They are not called star children because their nature is extraordinary or so fantastical that the word “human” cannot fit it all inside. Every single creature, regardless of their intelligence, should be called a “star child” if that was the case, because every single living being is fantastical by merely existing.

There are aliens just as smart, just as strong, just as enduring and just as weird as the little humans and their crooked hands and their millions of libraries and their star patterns.

But when they invented a way for stars to live longer by harvesting their energy, and when wars arrived and they volunteered to take every single one they could to safety, and when they decided to dedicate their entire lives to caring of others, and when they terraformed planets that were too far gone, and when they documented every single living creature they ever found and when they debated the best ways to classify and understand them, and when they shared their art and when they made inventions so anyone could experience said art, and when they despite everything choose to keep their hopes up…

Oh, dear. That was a moment in which some of the aliens decided that “star child” would be a proper title, for only someone who remembered their origins and how they connected to other forms of existence, without ever thinking that they are better than the rest, could ever have been so stubborn to help.

And, soon enough, the humans accepted the title. They decided to stop arguing, for it was the better course of action, and embraced it. Now, the star children are most well-known for caring for their distant siblings. Not for how, many centuries prior, they once killed their own planet.

But star children are quite old, compared to the rest. And, as the oldest sibling, they must make sure no one will ever do the same mistakes they once did.

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Thank you for reading this! If you liked it, consider giving me a ko-fi or commissioning me! Links are in my fixed post. Have a lovely day! <3

#references to stars and compassion in the same this always make me teary #this is already one of my comfort reads i can just tell #you had my heart at the first ‘star child’

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what's your favorite astronomy-based rabbit hole to go down?

asking for myself :)

( i wanna rekindle my love for space and astronomy )

#astronomy #astronomy questions #questions #ask tumblr

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^^^

Remaking The Princess Bride

This is obviously a sacreligious concept and not to be tolerated.

Unless.

I have heard two (2) ideas that I would accept as potential remakes of TPB.

1. Fred Savage is a father, whose 10 year old daughter is sick, and he’s reading her the book his grandfather used to read to him when he was sick. Because it’s a new audience, and a different time, the story is recast and reimagined. The daughter interrupts in different places than The Grandson did. Bonus points if the book story portions are word-for-word from the original, but shot/costumed/acted differently.

2. Muppets.

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Would Wesley (The Princess Bride) survive? I think yes, but it's going to get ugly.

So I just said True Love is not the Get Out Of Castle Dracula Free card you might hope it is -

And then you send me The Guy whose whole deal is Death Cannot Stop True Love. You did that on purpose didn't you.

(Technically Jonathan Harker is also a Death Cannot Stop True Love kinda guy, but whereas Wesley simply refuses to die, Jonathan is going to refuse to stay down, if it comes to that)

Wesley knows how to appease the whims of a guy who will most likely kill him in the morning. Wesley has proven he can climb Cliffs of Despair. Wesley is a polite boy who says "please." Wesley would make it out alive then tell everyone his name is Count Dracula.

You got me. You got me. Death cannot stop True Love, and Wesley farmboy pirate man in black can survive Castle Dracula.

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i’ve read it once before and have been meaning to buy my own copy to reread it over and over like i do with the movie.

William Goldman has absolutely ALL of my respect, every last drop of it, way more than any other man alive <3

The Princess Bride is such a funny book to read after ONLY seeing the movie. Like Goldman made up a fake author from a fake country and proceeded to write the book as an abridged version of what the fake author wrote... and then he proceeds to add in notes to the "abridged version" mentioning all the boring world building stuff he skipped because it was boring.

Like shout out to William Goldman, man really did make an entire book that is just "the cool scenes you thought of in your head" and then made up a fake author to abridge so he doesn't have to connect them.

And it slaps

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i wish i could write something rn that explains the difference between an ‘empty’ voice and a ‘hollow’ voice. because its There, but its only 9:18 pm, so therefore i am not capable of writing right yet.

ill come back to this later, hopefully

#save for later

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it really is insane how waking up early will grant you access to some of the most beautiful sights and sensations in the world that will make you want to live forever, but only if you overcome the gauntlet of a thousand razors that is getting out of bed early. truly one of life's little saw traps.

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sometimes i think my childhood hyperfixation on astronomy never truly went away. i think it became a true part of my soul somewhere along the line.

because if it had left me as most fixations do, would i still look at the stars with the same sense of awe and wonder and excitement?

would i still look at my mom the same as i did back when i learned we were both Taurus’; full of adoration and love for sharing a zodiac?

would i still look at my dad as a silly little fish? i used to look at him and think how cool it must be to be some cool fish, and to swim freely away from the chaos of the area we lived.

if one of my first ever hyperfixations had truly left me, i don’t think the night sky would still make me feel like this; would be thought of so often; would become apart of my person so significantly that when a friend called me the Sun, it would make me emotional. i don’t think a “childhood obsession” would make me feel so lonely yet so surrounded and loved and memorable. i think if it left me, i would be empty and feel without meaning or purpose.

i’m not sure where i’m going with this, but i wanted to spew some words i have about the moon and stars and vast expanse of space that should make me feel so small, but really just makes me feel so snug and protected.

its one of those nights where there’s no true meaning or emotion or context behind what i write, but i sure as hell can see the memories floating with each descriptor.

#writeblr #drabble #astronomy love letter #astronomy #stars and zodiacs #Pale Blue Dot #this part of my soul is why i write a lot of heavenly imagery #and draw a lot of it too #<3

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character pairing prompts

menace of a child + their tired caretaker

flirty but easily flustered + absolutely brazen

can explain how to do it but can't do it + can do it but doesn't know how

always invested in their work + the one who takes care of them

eager to fight + eager to encourage

sunshine + midnight rain

clichéd hero + Will Break the Fourth Wall

busy saving the world + slow down, let me cook something for you

fighter + flight [er...?]

hothead + has a younger sibling

extrovert + overthinker

rbf + overthinker

will negotiate anything + lawyer

anxious + will jump right in

dumb + stupid + god I'm sick of this how did I end up here

impulsive + eager to please

Not A Couple + child they ended up with

oldest child + only child

academically smart but socially stupid + most obvious person ever

lawyer + assassin

grumpy retiree + toddler

doe-eyed Chosen One + trained for this for years

will say what they think + would kill you if they could

stupid villain + evil henchman

unilingual + group of polygots