Actually I'm very tempted to write a one shot of Shaxs trying to help Mariner through her war trauma. Like we know the crews mental health is something he takes very seriously, and he's the only other character in the show that we know for certain has fought on the front lines of a war. It's actually kind of odd to me that they aren't a more common friendship/ mentor pairing
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There's so many things I wish I could do, so many things I want to make, so many ways I wish I could help someone else, but simply surviving takes all my energy sometimes.
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watching this clip again and thinking about girlhood and reflection and time and gender roles. like, i see my 7-year old niece, and it's gut-wrenching to watch her be pushed into the same eldest-daughter patterns of performance and forced perfection that i was as a kid, knowing what waits for her and yet not being able to save her.
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A fat quarter can be cut into 20 4inch squares
I need 10-11 4 inch squares of each color I have
Theoretically I could make 2 of this quilt
Of course, I've never made a quilt before and sewing machines hate me. BUT IF IT WORKS.....!
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Hey look, Fan Art!
I may have gotten a bit carried away on my fan art for my own fanfiction, lol. Very proud of both of my boys.
Just so y'all know, the fic explores the origins of each of the Hermits (and these origins are in no way canon to the creators, it's just me having fun).
The reason I feel the need to explain this so much is because Hypno has Phantom Wings floating behind him and some people might get confused by that because... why?
Also, there's the tiniest bit of blood in Joe Hills picture because Herobrine. As such, click to see.
Anyway, link to the fic here featuring Herobrine!JoeHills and DreamEater!Hypnotizd. Hope y'all enjoy.
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I'm halfway through posting Pulse, and this is the part where I admit I have no idea what I'm doing, I guess.
It's hard to be a creator of any kind, to pour your heart and soul into a thing, that no one really has any reason to care about. Am I good enough? Only the vast universe that is the Internet can tell me that, but like the universe, it does sometimes feel like mostly void.
"I write for myself," I tell myself firmly, as I'm supposed to, if I want to keep feeling good about the time and effort I pour into this. Do I mean it? Sometimes.
"I don't need validation," I say, even less convincingly. Because, after all, I am sending this piece of myself into the void, hoping for a response.
It was never going to be easy, I knew that. There was a part of me that hoped it would be a little easier.
Anyway, I'm still committed to posting the second half, but beyond that? I don't know. This might just be the wrong approach. If there even is a right approach. (Or maybe I'm just not good enough.)
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the way none of my posts are showing up in any tags
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“all the deaths could have been prevented if andrey and goncharov just had gay sex” well what if they had gay sex and then still did the killings. i think they deserve to have some killings as a treat
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