#but i canna make myself write it

[spookypete-94]

Nightgown (Ghost x Fem!reader)

Been trying to find the urge to get back into the groove of wanting to write and had a short mind blurb I wanted to work on.

SFW, implied smut

"Ah c'mon lass, one pint canna' hurt," Soap tried hard to barter to get you to join them at a local bar near the hotel the TF141 and yourself was staying at.

You had assisted them with a mission working for Laswell, and honestly was exhausted after spending almost a month with them. Being shot at day in and day out seemed to make one constantly feel that way. Now, finally, you were in a safe space with no threats? You were going to take full advantage of it and relax.

"Nah, think I'm going to go up to my room and put a nightgown on and get into bed," you sighed back to him.

"A nightgown huh?" he teased, elbowing you in the side.

Instantly, your brain understood where his just went and felt awkward and flushed.

"None of that now," you said shutting him down ,"its a straight up old mumu."

Soap is silent for a minute. "A mumu?" his tone showing the confusion you had just impaled upon him, not familiar with the term.

"Google it, I'm not explaining it to you," you said reslinging your TAC bag with your items over your shoulder again. "You lot have a good night, be safe and be careful." and waved over your shoulder leaving the four of them standing in the hotel lobby. Gaz lightly shoving Soap's shoulder for picking on you.

Entering the hotel room, finally decompressing, and showering you pulled your nightgown out of the bag.

It was most definitely NOT a mumu. Your brain had come up with the worst nightgown image you could to cut the banter from Soap. The nightgown you had was black lace, see through, and short. Being around testosterone, bullets and sweat- it was nice to feel feminine once in awhile. This was a treat to yourself for a job well done. No one injured or lost on this mission.

But upon doing so, there was a knock on your door. Hesitantly, you peeked through the peep hole worried who could be at your door. A pair of warm brown eyes stared back through the small hole and into the depth's of your own.

Instantly you knew who they belonged to, that of the large brooding man clad in black at all times known as Ghost- or better yet to you Simon.

In the time you both had spent with the 141, you and Ghost had grown the closest. Taking the time to get to know each other in the down time of being deployed had started something to bloom for him.

"Simon?" Opening the door only slightly so your head could peak around at him. "Thought you were going to the bar?"

"Thought you were wearin' an ugly nightgown?" He instantly rebutaled making your face heat. He had called your bluff, how had he known?

"Can tell when your bullshittin'," his tone matter of fact as he gently pushed the door open making you let him into your room. The large figure of the man looming over you, his eyes wandering your body in the black lace as it clung to you.

"Needed to see for myself," large hands on your waist and backing you up to the bed, lightly pushing you down once the mattress hit the back of your knees. "And I'm not disappointed."

Oh, how small you are under his large frame.

Simon Ghost Riley Masterlist

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[thebibliosphere]

Hello Joy! If you're up for it, I've got a question for you. I've started writing a new story that I set in a world based on 1500's Scotland and I wanted the main characters to have Scottish accents, but alas I am from the American Midwest. Do you know of any resources or any people who could help me write my dialogue more accurately?

There are some resources for Scots English (like the the DSL), but I’m going to give you the advice I wish a lot of non-Scots people would use when it comes to writing historical Scottish accents: don’t.

The Scots language is not a monolith, and accents and dialect to this day vary greatly depending on region.

Most of the time even with research, what happens is a butchery of our language which borders on parody (sometimes even amped up by publishers because they want the Outlander effect) and is neither correctly spelled nor even phonetically accurate. A better way of writing accents/dialogue (and the way I tend to do it myself even when writing this sort of thing) would be to use regional and tone indicators.

So things like “he spoke with the broad, sweeping brogue of the lower west coast” or “her manner of speaking quickened with excitement, thickening her accent.”

If you want to use some Scots words, you can do so. Just make sure you look them up in the DSL and spell them correctly instead of making up your own.

A common phrase I like to use as an example for how to inject some Scots words into the dialect without murdering it would be the often very sarcastic “oh aye, so you think so?”

It’s a phrase often used when someone is blustering or maybe being a wee bit rude. Sort of like saying “oh really?” As you invite someone to keep digging their own grave.

I’ve seen it spelled every which way from “och aye, di’ye ‘ink sew?” (Pure jibberish, don’t do that) to the slightly more legible if not entirely accurate, “oh aye, dae ye think soe?”

Another could be something like, “oh aye, he’s muckle canny” to mean “oh yes, he’s very smart.” I’ve seen all of those words misspelled at one point, the most memorable being “och aye ‘e’s mochel cannae” which is just…

Canny is smart/capable while cannae means you can’t do something. (And muckle can be spelt mochell if you want to but some modern Scots readers will squint at it)

I tried explaining that what the author had written was the equivalent of “yes. he’s very can’t” but she wouldn’t listen and it went to print anyway. Agony.

Anyway, I mentioned the DSL up top so I suppose I should link to it.

Most of the recorded words there are from 17th century onward. There is an option to search prior to that, though it is limited.

There are surviving texts from the 1500s, though unless you want your work to be readable by a limited few, I wouldn’t try to imitate it. It’s mostly written in archaic Scots that’d be illegible to even modern Scottish readers.

If it’s something you intend to go to print with, I’d also suggest hiring a Scots sensitivity reader. They can make sure there’s nothing glaringly obvious with misspellings and also if they know their history, point out where something is off.

My favorite is when Scottish historical stories have potato scones in the 11th century, which begets the concept of agricultural time travelers, but alas, it’s never that interesting and just a factual error.

Anyway, I hope that was helpful and not discouraging. Please do write your story. Just don’t fall down the Outlander trap of writing nonsense and trying to pass it off as a language that still exists and for which there is recognized meanings and spelling. Which it sounds like you want to do, so yay! Thank you for wanting to be considerate and as accurate as can be.

#editing #scots language #storytelling

[ceilidho]

Hi Ceil! I don't know if someone's asked you this before, but do you have any tips on how to write Scottish dialog? I want to start writing a Soap fic, and I've tried doing some research myself, but I wasn't sure if you had any resources you used/would recommend? Thank you either way and wishing you the best!

oh god tbh i'm sooooo bad at it and i pray that none of my readers are actually scottish (if you are, SHHHHH) because im highkey sure my dialogue sounds insanely tacky.

there are the obvious ones like i use "dinnae/din'y" "cannae/can'y" etc instead of ending with a hard 't sound, using "ye" instead of "you", and occasionally ill make his accent a bit more obvious in the fic by using "ta" instead of "to" but tbh more and more im like.....that might be a bit too much.

maybe watch some scottish tv shows or movies? i used to love "limmy's show" back in the day so sometimes i revisit clips on youtube just to see if i can jot down any expressions or colloquialisms that i don't remember. also, there are quite a few scottish cod writers that might have some tips on their blogs!!! (although i'm forgetting who off the top of my head...)

[lucigoo]

Emoji ask game

I will answer them all here and tag who asked, thank you all, this is so much fun 🧡

@fishing4stars 🍓- So, my then 11 year old watched The Hobbit Trilogy with me for the first time. He elgit cried when "Bilbo's boyfriend" died, he was so unhappy. So i told him a story about how it was hard, but Bilbo and Thorin sorted it all out and now live happily in Erebor. I then wrote it down, making it a but more grown up and my first fic (Stop me fading) was written not quiet a year ago. So thank you Mr 11 lol. ⬜ - (cant find the right emoji for describing your latest fic so - 🐕‍🦺🐩🐕🥰🐾 🎨 - ngl, theres so much amazing art, it changes, but right now its this. The art, the expression, the colours and the glasses! Be still my heart 🥰 @niennawept 🕯 - is there a minus? -5 milion. Not only do i not notice a lot of mistakes, neither dies the editing app I pay for so I have to also run it through a TTS programme (its a new thing Im doing and its really good for me), but I also often tend to type in Romani chib. It has NO grammatic rules, its all sounds and noise and is a nightmare to translate 🙈 🌿 - ngl, as someone with 61 wips on the go, its not something I deal with often, but if im not sure what to write, I will do smaller things like micro fics and FlashFictionFriday. They are supposed to be small so no extra pressure for complicted wips, FFF are less then 1000 words so are great to get you going again imo. @thatfancygirlinblack 🥤 - There are way to many writers I adore, both Bagginshield and Wolfstar, so instead I'm going to link my all time comfort fic. It's a Wolfstar muggle Au but it hits all the right spots for me, plus its an orphan account so Im not picking someone over others lol. An Infinite Ocean 🍅 - concrit for myself - stop writing in bloody chib. The amount of times Bilbo and Sirius say "wanna, ganna, canna," as if they would and i dont even notice 🙈 ☁ - So, my usernaem is a childhood nickname my dad gave me. He has been gone nearly 10 years ad no one else evr called me it. Now I have lots of friends who do and it makes my heart happy each time <3 🔪 - currently, id sat the reproductive and queer behav iour of aimals, all sorts of animals. I have plans for so many animal Aus and Ive bee researching their behaviour with same sex partners lol.

#Emoji ask game #come join the fun

[undobutton]

okay okay so.. remember when i wrote this hobie fic and mentioned how i'd introduce my oc who's his friend?

well I lied. Bunny (the friend in question) is a black cat varient (idk why i didn't say that in the post) but anyhow. i do have a spider-sona and i wanna ramble about them and their relationship with their hobie varient as well as their earth and whatever. instead of Bunny bc im hyperfixated on them.

So without further ado... here is Juniper Willow! The Amazing Jumping Spider of Earth-19962! brought to you by myself, the sims 4 ft. many talented cc creators, and naylissah's "black centered picrew"!! someday I'll draw them for y'all, but not here. not now.

Basics~

Name: Juniper Willow

Nicknames: Purr, June, Juni, Period.

pronouns: she/they

Age: 19

Birthday: Jan. 23

Zodiac sign: Aquarius

Sexuality: pan

Favorite season: summer

Favorite color: neon pink & green

Spends time: writing music, roller skating, scheming

Likes: music, helping others, thrifting, Hobie ❤️

Dislikes: Big companies, police officers,

Bad habits: mumbling, accidentally overworking themself.

Good at: roller skating, poetry, chemistry

Job: being the Jumping Spider

Family: Older sister, Tina. Tina's girlfriend, Liz. Niece(Tina's kid), Anna. Twin brother, Benny.

Extra info: Left home with Tina when she was little. doesn't really talk to her parents.

Looks~

Height: 5'7

Skin color: mocha? smth like that

Eye color: used to be brown. Now pink and green.

Hair color: dark brown.

Hair description: stomach length locs, usually tied up in loose twin buns. occasionally down for events.

Body type: hourglass

Main outfit description: (see photos above)

Not so basic info~

Fears: stuffy noses. forests @ night.

Hesitant to tell about: their relationship with their mom.

Would cause a scene over: someone mistreating another person. being lied to.

Pretends not to care about: Tina's approval.

You can find them: in their basement/hide out thingy (I'll make it in the sims soon.)

Wants to come off as: reliable, funny, caring

Comes off as: heroic, childish (on occasion)

Intro. Or extro.: introverted, but likes meeting new people every now and then.

Pets: none (Tina won't let them)

origin story (short version):

Doctor Olivia Canna was working on her experiment for years. The spider had the ability to create strong webs and a substance that could dissolve almost anything! and she lost it.. it had been months and she could only hope that the spider would find its way back to her. or still be close by.

meanwhile, Juniper caught a cold and couldn't sleep with her mouth closed bc of a stuffy nose. so while she was sleeping, the spider crawled into her mouth and took a trip to stomach acid town.

as the weeks go by, Juniper gets new abilities and with the help of their twin brother, Benny, they decide to use their powers for good! Juniper steals from big companies and gives all her findings to homeless shelters and the like. she steals tampons, pads, baby formula, diapers, toothbrushes, toothpaste, deodorant, clothing etc! and sometimes they'll stop a crime or two.

Once Juniper's savings and stealings become more public, Doctor Olivia sends her most reliable 'friend' The prowler to go out and find this Jumping Spider.

annd I'll go into further detail in the chapters I write about Juniper later! I'll have the first one out soon!!

-button 🌺

#spidersona #atsv #atsv oc #oc #spidersona oc #button rambles🌺

[mortuarywriting]

🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?

🌞 Do you have a preferred time of day to write?

Oh these are fun!

🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?

This gets two because one is ffxiv and one is cod ---- Amasar opens his mouth to defend himself when Estinien chimes in, “the man won’t shut up about the two of you. Completely smitten. Unfortunate when you’re camping with a bleeding heart who won’t stop asking about you two.” Amasar flushed an even deeper purple, suddenly very invested in the delicate crown molding of the room. Aymeric smiled at Amasar's expense, "I didn't realize Lady Ysayle was such a romantic," he drawled, drawing a groan and disgruntled face from Estinien. "No, no for all our petty disagreements it was not Ysayle- the thrice-damned moogle-" "Moghan was a very nice moogle-" Amasar butted in, tone indignant for the moogle in question. "Wait," Sid interjected, "Amasar told the moogles about us?" Estinien's nod made the xaela round on the blue man, "Amasar were you responsible for that-" ---- And ---- "D'you reckon a house or a flat?" "Someone's attic more like." "Yeah? Lives in some old nan's attic?" "She cannae see, s' he can go without the mask." "Mm. He'd be a good substitute grandson. Shovel her walk 'n make sure her house is in order." "Aye, listens to her as she talks about how her husban' used ta help around. Oh tank ya dearie-" a shove as Gaz laughs at his definitely perfect impression, "donae kno' wha' I would do withou' yae, mah Dickie-" "Dickie?!" "MAH DEAREST DICKIE, GOD RES' HIS SOUL, was so good a' keepin' the house from fallin' apar'. Hasnae been the same wit'ou' him. No' a problem ma'am." There definitely isn't a break in the banter as they pull themselves together from laughing. Gaz certainly isn't fighting to keep his eyes clear and on what little road they can see. "He pays rent in fixing around the house and holding her yarn away from her cats, then?" "Aye. So grateful she knit him a balaclava for Crimmas one year." "Yeah? pink with a doily because he could use some color in his life y'think?" "Absolu'ly." ------- I fucking love banter. The very nice moogle has since become a bit even if they blurb hasn't seen the light of day.

🌞 Do you have a preferred time of day to write?

I find myself writing in either the evening or when I'm supposed to be doing the capitalism thing. Same effect as "hey you've had this whole car trip to sketch but here's an idea in the last 5 minutes before you arrive ready go"

#rambles from the morgue #thank you for asking! #Sorry for the delay I had to hunt a decent answer down #Once again a giant nerd about my critically acclaimed mmo. It will happen again

[thewolfisawake]

Ceilidh had returned to the library to find it was not empty. She prepared to start her spiel as to how she could assist. However the words halted when she noticed the visitor in full.

He was reading from the history section. Though it was flitting, she was sure he was actually reading them. Amusement seemed to grace his features. Ceilidh normally wouldn't mind someone that wanted to browse the library...since it was ever rare that anyone bothered with it. But is it not a little strange for the Unseelie king to be wandering the Seelie library?

"Your Majesty, welcome to the Alcove of Prose," Ceiliidh greeted with a curtsy, "I apologize, I was not made privy to your desire to visit here. I would have prepared properly."

"So formal, dinnae pay me any mind," he said, "but ah tend tae be intent on learning no matter where ah gan. Yet ah widnae ask Camhlaidh tae extend himself further fir the sake of a visit. Shattered lad, innit he? So ah wandered doon myself."

"Unattended?"

"Och aye, my generals dae hae interests outside of me," he chuckled. Risteard likely off negotiating his poisons. Solanine seeking whatever pretty things strike her fancy. And his Bheinnan, he deserved his rest, "but Ceilidh if I recall correctly, dae you tend tae this place yourself?"

"There are those that do physical maintenance but for the most part it does fall on the Scribe to maintain the Alcove, yes," Ceilidh said, "so I can recommend some Seelie literature if is so pleases you. However, I would like to ask for permission from His Majesty on allowing you to peruse the historical records."

Balmoral raised a brow, "Haw, so reading aboot the fun you a' goat into is off-limits? Fir wye?"

Saying 'because you could be an enemy' would not be the move to make. However, she couldn't prove that the man would do anything with the history. It likely held no advantage to him but if he wanted it, Ceilidh had reason to be unsure. Part of her wondered why should she care, it wasn't as though her king cared about what she was up to. Nor had he asked her of anything unlike his gentry. But yet she straightened as she said:

"......I have yet to finish transliterating our records. So they are incomplete and thus not acceptable to show to our guests. Especially an esteemed one such as yourself, Your Majesty, I am terribly sorry."

Canny lass, Balmoral thought. At least Camhlaidh has some interesting characters to surround himself, "Course, though when you finish ah would hope tae hae a chance tae read. Your prose is quite beautiful yet mensely informative."

Ceilidh flushed. No one had ever complimented her work before. Much less encapsulate her intent so easily. She stuttered, "You f-flatter me. I...I simply try my best."

"And your best is quite the feat. Of course ah cannae check a'thing within your collection...but the few historical records ah was able tae read, you are wan responsible fir its continued legacy. And ah bet if ah checked much of em, they're penned by your loving haun," Balmoral remarked.

He met the gaze of the Scribe as he informed, "Ah'm interested in an archivist like you, Ceilidh. While my haun with the kingdom is young, ah hope tae have it endure much like the Seelie has. But because of the conflicts much of our pasts are scattered. And it's better tae have a record fir despite our long-lived selves, the mind does nae always remain so keen and unfortunately with some in the Unseelie, they do nae last as long as they like to believe."

"Including yourself, Your Majesty?" Ceilidh questioned. Maybe he was trying to get someone to write nicely about his reign? She didn't like the idea of that and found it brazen of him if he did. However she wanted to get a read on his intention. Yet not once so far has he stalled or stuttered from the draw of a lie. So he had to be speaking something true in all this speak...but she wanted to know if he'd spill a little more.

"Noo you've goat it," he grinned, "ah'm nae so arrogant tae believe ah can rule fir eternity but ah aim tae build something thon'll last thon long. In whatever form ah can manage. A' this blether to simply say: if ever it interests you, the Unseelie does have a place fir you. And while ah dinnae necessarily have gentry tae begin with, as ah said, your best is quite a feat. And ah prize highly--and reward highly--those thon are good at whit they dae."

He placed the book back in its proper place as he said, "Of course, if you are content here. If you are happy here, then ah widnae force you tae leave. But ah would like tae put forward thon you have options, Ceilidh Ìomharach. Ah hope you might be able tae visit the Unseelie tae see if it suits your tastes. Consider it willnae ya?"

With that, Balmoral moved past the stunned woman. She was not expecting that. Were the Unseelie all as strange as him? Or was there some kind of game she hadn't caught onto? Either way...she'd just been given a job offer. Oh, her father would have a fit...and it was something she'd have to bring up to His Majesty.......joy.

#writings #{Ceilidh Drabbles #{Balmoral Drabbles #this took place back with the Seelie/Unseelie meeting #Ceilidh did put together that Balmoral had no real reason #for coming down to the library #since he likely would've found it before she even got there #And Bal is honestly mixing his natural flirtiness with being serious #The flirtiness just to mess with Ceilidh #but his penchant for sniffing out talent struck again #when I say #I have so many convos #that I haven't put down properly #they are ranging in times

[akajustmerry]

hi merryana! what are your top 5 favourite succession episodes?

hellooooo. top 5 are:

'What It Takes'!!! literally my favourite FAVOURITE episode I could write dissertations. atm the only thing keeping me motivated with my spring cleaning is the self-reward of reading the episode script when I'm done

'Turn Haven' - only recently realised this is one of my favourite eps when I realised just how many scenes of it are some of my favourites in the whole show. I love the family vs family descent from comedy into borderline horror at the dinner table. love that the point is that the Pierces and the Roys are literally the same

'America Decides' - I mean it's the spiritual and literal direct culmination of the plot bunnies introduced in what it takes so this one was doomed to be a favourite of mine and it is! Theee vibe check episode. theeeee perfect catharsis episode for those of us with relatives who have fox/sky news brainrot.

'Prague' - literally to me the funnest episodeeeeee. i feel nothing but (mostly, apart from the cage revelation lmao) total joy when I watch it, almost every scene makes me feel like I'm munching popcorn, scoffing cake, being spoiled with treats. loveee all the stewy in this ep, love roman scurrying about trying to seem Very Normal, love Tom suffering at his own bachy do, love my girl tabs - delicious!!!

'Lion In the Meadow' - Adrian Brody wearing those fiftyleven layers and discreetly trying to kill Logan's antisemitic ass, with the stewy twist at the end too is why TV was invented.

Honourable mentions specifically to Lucy Prebble eps, Argestes and Honeymoon States. Miss Prebble has never written an episode of television that wasn't absolutely perfect and didn't make me wish to be a better writer and also swallow my own face from feeling extremely specific emotions I cannae name. the only reasons they're not listed in the top 5 is because I struggle to rewatch them without wanting to boil myself. Also honourable mentions to literally every other episode they're all amazing and they have all permanently altered me in some way and that's really not an exaggeration.

#succession #anon

[user-needs-new-hyperfixation]

Me (burnt-out, brain running on battery saving mode): WhAt wOuLd LiaM WrItE If hE WrOtE SoMeThInG?

@seeingteacupsindragons​: *gently reminds me of his several respected theses*

Me:

(Thanks for putting up with me! 😅)

Anyhoo, that reminded me that I’d just been thinking about this conversation between Sherlock and Inspector MacDonald in the ACD Canon, which is definitely the bit that most makes me go, “That’s our Liam! Weird and sweet and eager to teach!” Also from this, combined with one of his works being titled The Dynamics of an Asteroid we can glean that Liam is not only a math nerd but also a space nerd (affectionate).

Inspector MacDonald smiled, and his eyelid quivered as he glanced towards me. “I won’t conceal from you, Mr. Holmes, that we think in the C.I.D. that you have a wee bit of a bee in your bonnet over this professor. I made some inquiries myself about the matter. He seems to be a very respectable, learned, and talented sort of man.”

“I’m glad you’ve got so far as to recognize the talent.”

“Man, you can’t but recognize it! After I heard your view I made it my business to see him. I had a chat with him on eclipses. How the talk got that way I canna think; but he had out a reflector lantern and a globe, and made it all clear in a minute. He lent me a book; but I don’t mind saying that it was a bit above my head, though I had a good Aberdeen upbringing. He’d have made a grand meenister with his thin face and gray hair and solemn-like way of talking. When he put his hand on my shoulder as we were parting, it was like a father’s blessing before you go out into the cold, cruel world.”

#yuukoku no moriarty #moriarty the patriot #acd canon #acd lore studies

[theawkwardterrier]

WIP Wednesday

Tagged by the wonderful @walkinginland! I feel simultaneously like I still want to be lowkey about the fact that I'm even writing at all because there's always a chance that I'll just give up and I don't want to raise any expectations, and also like I've somehow managed to share half of this fic via tumblr previews ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

They are halfway to home before she takes in a breath and says, "When you were readin' the bible there, what were you thinkin' about?" Da looks surprised to hear her voice for a moment, then contemplative in a way that makes her wonder whether he is going to answer. "I was thinking of yer mother," he says finally, a filtered version of that smile coming over his face once more, and Bree finally knows why she came today. "If ye can look like that when ye think of her," she asks, "then how could ye do what you did?" She is no longer speaking in the aggrieved, demanding way she has been since that first day, but with a true curiosity, a yearning to try to understand how this could have happened. Da seems to realize that. His eyes move between her and the road, and his mouth takes on a thinking sort of firmness. Finally he says, "There are things about what happened, things about that time, that I canna tell you. Some because it's no' only my story to tell, and some because…because it’s something about the world that I dinna want you ever to have to know. And perhaps I put ye at a disadvantage, no' teaching you about it myself, no' preparing ye for life as a parent should, but…" He stops, swallows, stares ahead without speaking. The sky suddenly fills with starlings once more, and in the middle of the empty road, Da slows and stops, the two of them watching through the windscreen until the last one is gone and they can no longer hear even the sounds of their wings or their cries. "You've such a–a brightness about ye, Brianna," Da says into the quiet when it is only the two of them again. He keeps his hands on the wheel, fingers tight, but he looks at her with great gentleness. "I saw it on the day you were born. I’ve seen it every day since. And I hope that my word and yer mother's on this matter can be enough, because the thought of givin' you the answers you want and seeing some of that brightness drain away frightens me. So, please, a leannan, try to make yer peace with it, because I dinna ken that I can ever be the one to tell ye what you're looking to know." She nods, her words gone for now, and settles her head back against the window, closing her eyes. She is suddenly conscious of what has been beneath the anger for so long: an understanding of her father’s fear, a knowledge that there was evidence of his fallibility in the story that he had been keeping from her, and her own horror over facing such a thing.

Not sure who's writing something these days (other than @flyinghome-againstthewind, who's already been tagged), but if you are, consider yourself tagged and shaaaare

#fic memes #redacted 2 little bits because I'm trying to make it not super spoilery

[pacifymebby]

Hangover and hangziety tips pls

Hi lovely sorry I didn't see this sooner!!!

I've written a long post about this before but I can't find it now :'( :'( I'm about to eat me dinner and am our with me dad so I canna really spend ages typing (I'm sorry!!) So I'll try be quick

🌿 Be forgiving of yourself!!

Like be gentle, try your best to have a nice chill day, have a shower/bath, drink tea with sugar in it, get a lucosade sport down you or somat.

Get cosy, in bed or on the sofa with some shite TV or a film or something!! I watch horror or suspense films because it distracts me and takes me mind off any hangxiety I'm having

OR

Kids TV!!! Silly cartoons or gentle kids TV like Peter rabbit lol, something funny that will be an easy watch but like make you nostalgic or cosy feeling!!

🌿 eat! Even if you feel sick try to get something down you to replenish your salts, half the anxiety comes from dehydration. I try to eat something nice and sturdy like toast in the morning and then something "healthy" with some veggies in it in the evening.

🌿Distract!!

Try not to dwell on your evening before too much, like find something to distract yourself with, I genuinely tuck myself up and read fanfiction lol or watch a movie, somat nice and easy you know?

🌿 sometimes it helps to talk to your pals from the night before, my hangxiety is always soothed to know that my friends feel it too!!!

🌿 honestly just like, write the day off and make peace with it, don't stress at yourself for not doing stuff just take the day to chill and soothe yourself and make peace with the fact that that's what the day is for you know?

Sending you hugs xxx

[a-luran]

I'll be very honest, your blog (and a few others) are what made me ship ScotEng and UK bros so HARD

Like i was in me own bubble shipping UsUk and warming up to FrUk and all of a sudden the ScotEng thorns popped me bubble and I was gone 😭

You are also what made me choose England/Arthur as the main shippable/whore (affectionate) character. He is my fave 🥺

What made you ship ScotEng? And UK bros?

~Izzy

I'm delighted to hear that! ♡♡♡

Arthur certainly deserved to be shipped up and down and all the way around. He's just good that way.

So early on Just One Yesterday (historical, human AU) and Punch Drunk (human AU, brothers) were the two fics that really sold me on scoteng as a ship. For a wee while there were a few authors active on tumblr including myself and I feel like we built up a good sense of the characters while each keeping our own ideas and interpretations of how their relationship would develop. A lot of these fics are still archived here on tumblr, some are quite short, but it was fun! I really enjoy the fact that this was the first ship that I was consistently making content for, I think it really helped me develop as a writer-- even when i stopped sharing my writing (as well as moving on to different fandoms).

As for shipping the whole lot of them together hehe well!

I think my interpretation of the brothers is a little different from what most people write. I enjoy the idea of their brotherhood as both a choice and something they grow into. The idea of found families that don't follow traditional nuclear structures has always been something near and dear to my heart, I just love it so much. On top of that there is an element of deep-rooted conflict that appeals to me; I tend to think of nation avatars as uniquely their own. Individuals who are deeply connected to a land and people, reflecting both, but still themselves. Individuals with desires and hopes, dreams, fears, who love and hate sometimes in opposition to the world around them. I think that there is something very human in writing characters that bear witness the very worst and very best of humanity and embody history. But I digress.

I could go on forever as to why I like them as a polycule (with one caveat being that I like it best of all when it's Arthur and Alasdair together romantically while Wales and Ireland look on, long-suffering) but the briefest way I can put it is that I think it is so funny and endlessly endearing to have a group of characters who seem so different at their surface but are so alike in truth. Who are all so annoyed that out of all the people they may have ended up with it's these bastards. Proper miffed about it AS THOUGH THEY DIDN'T MAKE EVERY CHOICE ALONG THE WAY THAT LED THEM HERE.

"A moment of fucking peace!" laments Arthur, as though he doesn't find every excuse to have some company around.

"Cannae believe I have tae share a roof with you" WHO CHOSE THE WALLPAPER ALASDAIR. WHO OUT OF ALL OF YOU IS THE ONE WHO LOVINGLY MAKES SURE THAT THE WINDOWS ARE WATER TIGHT, THAT THE FOUNDATIONS OF YOUR HOME, THAT YOU ALL SHARE, ARE STURDY AND LASTING.

I could go on and on ksks but I have an early morning start so I hope this is aa good enough answer for now xx

#freagradh #hws uk bros #scoteng

[nvrcmplt]

6. is roleplaying the only writing-based hobby you have, or are there other things you like to write? 9. when you look at a new blog, what is it that makes you press the follow button? is it the muse, the aesthetics, the writing–?

Yeee, Writing on Tumblr / Discord is my only outlet. I used to write fanfiction / short stories for myself but stopped that some time ago. RPing with others was more rewarding for me cause I could delve hella deep into stories and things without getting stuck on my own limitations.

It's a bit on a whim most the time. I don't really go out my way to follow others after looking through things - it's usually a 'oh i like this thread they have with a mutual' and then I click a follow and see if they wanna follow back. Then when we talk about rpin', I take that time to then fixate on their blog and learn what I can so I can give something in return to an offering of what to play with. EG; the character/idea spams I sometimes give out to those that vibe with me.

Don't really care for the aesthetics of a blog as much as the writer but I do enjoy seeing edits / themes / writing styles and stuff be with some effort. Just lets me know that they prolly won't abandon the blog too fast in the future if we get something started.

Writing style is usually already sussed out because they are a mutual with my mutuals so I've clocked that. I try not to judge too much on the writing because it's nice to see different styles but one style I cannae do is any self insert tones / first person writers --- that just really puts me off. Drabbles and things that need those perspectives are fine but - not a whole blog based on it. Makes me move away.

Super Negativity / Passion Aggressive Weeping in the tags, hard nos.

And a few more but I cannae word right so, I'll leave it here xo

#fallenphxtxgrapher #» ǫ&ᴀs #tyyy

[emanuelstefancu]

in hindsight

The worst of the worst. It makes you so paranoid. You trip balls, man. Not like shrooms with sounds and visuals, but in your head, you trippin.

And the feeling that’s spreading down your throat is awful. But not as awful as Good Canna.

The chillest, the coolest effects, but not my favorite. This one is good, but it fucks up my throat. It’s fun, but not for long. Doing chores while high on this it’s fun, but it becomes boring quick and then you become just a lazyboy. And, not to mention that it fucks up your throat. Coughing like you have swallowed pepper. Make sure you have a cigarette or a vape nearby to replace that annoying throat pain.

This is my go to stuff. It’s so good to me. It sustains my creativity and it brings things into perspective; it helps me focus and follow through with whatever I am doing. This helps me in so many ways: creatively, calming down, feeling purpose, pushing me to write non-stop, to challenge all of this being and conquest into the endless search for meaning that only man can withstand. I love this so far.

It is nice, but it’s a different kind of nice. It’s not that nice to me compared to Euphoria because the vibe, the feel that I get is not as cool as Euphoria. Moreover, it makes me lazy, while Euphoria makes me write and I love it. Banan is for me peace of mind. It is that treat you give to yourself for achieving meaning and purpose. Banan is holy and all shall pray banan. Banan is for the stoic. Euphoria is for the hedonist. But this does not mean that 1 is worse than the other. This only means that there must be something greater.

Shroom. Shroom, please take this being, this buddy, this flesh, this baby boy, myself, my child, yours to become servant. Shroom is beyond anything one ever experienced. But also shroom should be consumed more seldom than the other. Shroom opens, shroom shows the path: Shroom rapes you.

#boboshop #euphoria #goodcanna #eighty8 #vape #hhc #puffbar #juuling #high #review

[lord-of-no-energy]

It’s the Little Things

From @lyra-ame​

Hey yooo~♪ I just binged your entire blog and I am In Love with your writing! Are you accepting requests right now? If not, go ahead and ignore this but I'd like some head canons on your favorite character(s) and maybe why you like them/attracted to them? :DDDDD

Thank you for the ask! Gave me the healthy dose of self-indulgement I needed. And thank you for waiting so long.

Lumie

This was a tough choice but my favourite has to be Lumie! From her character design, she seemed intimidating and distant. So when we first get dialogue with her, I was pleasantly surprised! Her potential character conflicts, the way she immediately took Nine under her wing, and her Ancient costume made me fall so hard for her. I’m so excited to see how the writers will develop her character as the story goes on!

I like to think Lumie is perfect pitch

I don’t know where that thought came from, I just think she is

Of course that means hours and hours of conversation with Vanessa

Which is basically just Lumie talking about wow music wow this song was so good it made me feel woooosh and weeeeew and waaaaao

Speaking of music, she plays the harp really well! 

Lumie hasn’t interacted with others much, so she doesn’t know a healthy way to communicate her emotions

So it is a sight to see her pour her emotions out through music

Since she hasn’t had a proper childhood, she’s always excited to do childish things!

Oh you want to negotiate diplomatic matters with Lumie? Sorry you have to do it in the playground on top of the slides while pretending to be pirates on a drowning ship sorry

She’ll give you a rating of 1 to 10 based on immersion, acting, and creativity. The higher the rating, the more she’ll consider you a worthy ally

Johan

This guy originally struck me as a flat cliche character, but I loved him nonetheless. Until he started wondering if his dedication to Lord is really loyalty, obsession, or just something that happened because of pure chance. And then that basically had me pacing around asking myself what the difference between a loyalty and cult-like behaviour is. Basically I like the dilemma added to his character arc. Just recently I got midway through extreme mode, to that part of the story, and it made me like him more than I already did. 

Somehow a genius at riddles????

Ask him a riddle and he’ll respond like it’s no big deal

When you ask him how he knows he’ll just say “I’ve heard it before”

Oh and he’s an expert at magic tricks!

Fram lost her shit when Johan randomly took a granola bar and vanished it into thin air

Then freaked out even more when it appeared in his hands again

Unfortunately this has become a running joke in Avillon and whenever someone loses something, they turn to Johan and tell him to bring it back

Very very very talented at origami

He made a house once and after that, whenever Charlotte, Lyn, Cannae, or Fram get paper, they bring it to Johan so he makes them something

Johan tried to teach them origami but they just absolutely refused to learn

So that’s him now

Johan the magic paper man

Rashad

Fire Rashad was the first time I considered making an in-app purchase tbh. I love him so much, maybe it’s because we both share similar personality traits and I relate to him on a spiritual level. Man’s a walking meme, I swear. I almost died laughing when he put his hands together like that dude in the trade offer meme. Sorry there’s no deep reason for me to like Rashad. It’s just that this guy made me temporarily forget I’m asexual so he deserves a spot in my top three.

Gets into the most obscure topics and stays up until 2 AM until Luci walks into his room like a disappointed mom and tells him to go tf to sleep

If you ask him about anything he will know at least something about it

“Hey Rashad do you know anything about the 128th day of 206 BC”

He’ll be like “Oh isn’t that the day that one Greek philosopher saw a donkey eat figs and died laughing”

I bet he’s that weird kid with weird phases like this guy definitely went through a 4 day tank top phase

He doesn’t swear anymore but will if you ask him to

Rashad is the one who can successfully piss Luci off the most

If the two are three meters proximity of each other, you can start betting on how long there is until you hear Luci shout “NO WELLS ARE NOT STRAWS FOR THE FUCKING EARTH YOU DUMBASS BITCH”

Rashad has mastered the art of stone faces

Walk in to him using his computer and from how frustrated he looks, you’d think he’s working

But he was probably playing Minecraft lmao

The internal crisis I went through to choose just three... 

#Lumie Miratisa #johan talede #Al Rashad #Lord of Heroes #LOH #headcanons

[manifesting-mari]

Morning Pages 1/20/2023

I usually do my morning pages after my meditation and prayers, but today  the voices in my head are so loud that i wanna let them talk. Theres a part of me thats starting to worry, just like 1%, that im undiagnosed and should be seeking some kind of mental health help. And i do have a therapist, but id ont have the money right now to pay for an appointment. I feel very much ungrounded and in my head. Maybe this is why meditation is so important. It allows me to connect with my body and not be swimming with all the thoughts inside of me. I really feel very cerebral right now. It could also be that i dont have cannabis. I do have canna bis but in edible form, i wonder what it would be like to take an edible before my meditation and prayers.

Its a nice day today. Im thinking about taking an edible and going to my meditation and prayers at the beach. Or maybe i’ll do my meditation and prayers at home and then just go for a walk. It si friday today, so i’d like to make sure that i’m not on the roads by 3 pm today. I dont wanna be in any traffic. 

I can feel so many thoughts swimming around in my head that i cant really land on just one. The one thats coming forward is this version of myself that wants to do things and be productive, whose value is placed in her ability to show accomplishments. But theres another one holding her hand. It the part of me that knows that in the grand scheme of things the accomplishments and productivity are not definitions of the value I have as a person. I was gonna type that they dont matter, but in a way they do. I want to feel productive and accomplished in certain areas of my life because it helps me feel better and brings me closer to a version of myself that is able to enjoy life more fully. 

I think about all the different things im into right now. Pole, tarot, comedy. I feel like there’s something there that wants to be integrated all together. I keep getting this inkling that i need to mix my comedy and psychic abilities. Maybe i just need to try things and let them grow. I’m grateful I can be weird and do things people dont expect. I know in my heart that i’m doing something that no one else has done before. I know i\that i am a connection to this divine creation and its speaking through me. Maybe i need to do less manipulation and more surrender. Ahhhh the surrender part is always scary for me. I have a hard time trusting. Trusting myself, trusting the universe. I wonder what can help me with these trust issues.

I’m also noticing now the part of me that feels tired. It feels drained and wants more sleep. I went to be around 1:30 and woke up at 8. Thats 7 hrs. Maybe i need more. The feeling i have now is the same sleepy feelings i get in some of my lucid dreams. When im moving around in my dream but still feel so tired. I think that means theres n=more subconmcious rest and healing that needs to be tended to. 

Im nto sire what i’m tying now but i’m just letting myself types. Idk. i enjoy typing and writing. I think i have some interesting shit to say. Like, i’d buy my own album. Maybe thats why no one is about my shit. Am i even about my shit. I am. I’m really about me. I stand for me and i’d go to bat for me. I see me and i have so much more compassionf or myself now than i did before. I see the ways i am doing my goddamn best and i am proud of the work i’m doing. I’m grateful to have amazing people in my life to point that all out to me. I’m grateful to be able to be myself in my fullest expression, whatever that means. I get to be exactly who i am now. What a privilege. I get tp be authentic and real and honest with myself and with others. If i’m not sure or if i dont know i wont lie or i wont tell stpories to seem more interesting. If i catch myself starting to embellish i’;ll stop and take a beat and think, is this a real thing i want to share or do i just wanna amke myself seem more whatever in order for people to like me

I liek being liked. Its the validation for me. I need to remind myself that i am valued for my aiuthticity and honesty. I am valued for my honesty and realness. Thats what i like about myself. I want to become softer. I wnat to be less aggressive and be softer and more patient and loving with myself and others. Allow myself to be imperfect. Allow myself to be. Even when writing this i wanna go back and edit it. Fix all the grammar mistakes and mispellings. But i’m trying not to. I wanna let this just be. Just let the mistakes happen. Feel the crunchiness in all of it. See where i can be more present and more grounded in this experiment we call life. 

To be honest, thirty years feels liek a lot and a little at the same thing. Like when you think about it, for the first like 2 to 4 years youre not even conscious. Like, there are no memories at all. And from 4 - 10 youre still trying to get all the social and motor skills to be a basic human being. And then from 11-25 youre body is changing and growing and you have all these hormones and things are constantly and quickly shifting. And then your late 20’s hit an dyoure finally waking up to what being a human adult is and feels like. So you hit your thirties and its liek youre a toddler again. Especially in a spiritual and emotional sense, i feel like i’m just getting the hang of this shit. 

I keep hearing from my older firends that 40 is much more fulfilling and enjoyable than your 30’s. And that how i feel about my 30’s compared to my 20’s. And maybe thats just because i have people in my life who live very intentionally. I think its time for me to start living inteltionally. I intend to live a healing life filled with growth and expansion. I intend to live a life where integration and compassion are the foundation of my relationship with myself and others. I intend to live a life that facilitates joy and creativity. When i types the growth and expansion thing, i felt something inside of me. I felt a part of me thats scared of expansion. Thats scared to take on responsibility. That doesnt trust myself to treat this new things with intentionality and care. Maybe its the growth and expansion i dont need right now. Maybe i intend to live a healing life filled with compassiona nd joy. That feel really good. An di think the growth and expansion is a side effect of the compassion.

I’ve been using these words a lot, especially compassion. Simply because i never really felt that from myself. I could see how other people were compassionate with me, but i was still in the oppressed and oppressor mode within myself. Any part of me that feels oppressed will be embraced with love and care. Any part of me that wants to fight and be aggressive will be embraced with love and care. I am grateful these parts of me are here. The oppressed part deeply empathizes with the pain in the world and inspired grounded me to make choices where i can shift away from those cycles and instead place more love and healing into the world. The aggressive part of me sees the important of standing in my truth and not feeding back into the negative cycles. I forgive the parts of me that fed into the cycles. I forgive the parts of other that feed into the cycles. We are all coping. 

It hurts when i choose to be compassionate and i meet with someone who is in their aggression. I can empathize with the aggression, but choos enot to act on it. I would usually act on it. I still do have some repressed anger that has difficulty coming forward. Or maybe i’m just not really an angry person. When i am honest and authentic and i speak my truth and i have people around me who can hold space and validate my feelings, the aggression is able to be massaged out, rather than exploding like it did in the past. I am ashamed that that happened but i have so miucih love for those parts of me that didnt know any better.

Now i know better. Now i know my body is truly in charge. My nervous system hold the key to lots of these mysteries about myself. I wanna grab that book, the body keeps the score. I can fele the tension around my neck and body. I think there is guilt that is still stored there. I can feel the energy reserves around my stomach and neck. Its like my body developed these storage units to safe the energy for when i truly need it, and maybe it now. Maybe now is the time i truly need to start transmuting the energy in my stomach into something else. 

Im looking forward to my meditation and prayers now. Im gonna do them at home cause its so comfy in my bed right now. What am I transmuting? That will be the question. And i wonder if i need to be conscious of the transmuting. Will my body do it by myuselkf and iu need to just give it rest, care, and compassion. My body heals itself, i am the facilitator. How do i facilitate this healing? What space do i need? What food do i need? What do i need to provide myself to facilitate the healing. I just need to be present for myself and be present for my experience. What i am feeling and what i am going through is real and valid and i understand that i cannot force or change the path i’m on. That is unsustainable. I am the one to bring ease and joy into the work that my body knows it needs to do. I am grateful to know myself in this way. I want my body to be strong and healthy so we can keep facilitation for ourselves and in the future, for others.

#morning pages #the artists way