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dykehayleywilliams · 8 months

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now presenting.... a showdown for the most iconic hayley williams outfit of all time!

Currently in round 2!

Active Polls: Hangout Music Fest 2015 v. SXSW 2013 | House of Blues 2009 v. Paraween 2022

#now presenting my latest insomnia fueled project democracy edition!#i love how you can tell when i'm experiencing some kind of career crisis because i do shit like this anyways slay!#y'all better participate or i will rig this whole thing for my picks to win #hayley williams #most iconic outfit of all time #<- i suck at organized tagging but i figure i should use a dedicated tag for this lol

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little-peril-stories · 3 days

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Bree/Breanna

Gah I love having same-same-but-different moments in TPOT and TQOL. 💕 Especially when they happen on accident, but it's, like, kind of okay because though they're two different characters, some qualities, like her insecurities, bridge the two universes.

The Prince of Thieves:

Gysborne must really believe I’m a feeble, helpless little woman. Weak-bodied and weak-willed. He’s right.

The Queen of Lies:

He believed her, because she was a stupid, senseless, naive, gullible little girl, easily deceived and easily broken. As she always had been.

#okay tbh idk if this is good writing or bad writing or lazy writing or clever writing #i'm gonna go with 'it's fine'#and if i'm mistaken just don't tell me okay? 😂😅#as you can see #i made it through the scary chapter in TPOT #(huzzah)#one day i want to collect all the mirror moments in TPOT and TQOL #but that's a project for Future Kate lol #lps the prince of thieves #lps the queen of lies #writeblr #creative writing

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eosofspades · 2 years

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thinking about... Guardians and specific conditions Ghosts cannot heal. can Guardians have chronic pains? frequent migraines? muscle spasms? i feel like routinely getting your ass handed to you and dying at least every other day would have some kind of lasting effects. Guardians with phantom pains/chills/hot flashes from the vacuum of space or getting burned in battles. Guardians with physical conditions as a result of psychological traumas (fighting a neverending war and, again, dying on the regular HAS to have SOME kind of lasting effect on the body no matter how strong a Ghost's Light is.)

disabled Guardians content. give it to me Bungie 👐

#mine #destiny 2 #THINKING. MANY THOUGHTS #lol can you tell i'm projecting

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supernovaa-remnant · 4 months

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so I decided to write a """little""" snippet of my dreambur-centric university au but it ended up being 1.6k words, so it's going under the cut lol

uhh cw for panic attacks and mentioned pet death

Dream’s hand reaches blindly for his bedside table, searching through his haze of panic for his phone. His chest feels tight, and he feels like he can’t really get enough air in his lungs, and his stomach feels uneasy, and he feels vaguely like he’s going to be sick or pass out or maybe both. He feels like he’s a kid again, accidentally stumbling into a blackberry bush with the summer sun bearing witness, anxiety curling around him like the brambles of the bush, piercing and unrelenting. It’s an all too familiar feeling, and, though he knows the cause of it this time, it does nothing to alleviate it.

He’s going back to university in a few days. And, it feels stupid to be worried about it because his first semester had, quite honestly, been amazing. There are friends he can’t wait to see and classes he’s excited to take, yet the anxiety persists all the same. Because he doesn’t want to leave. Because the thing about going to one’s hometown during a break is that it’s so easy to float in nostalgia and pretend like time is stretching infinitely and that nothing ever changed. He can fall into the same comforts he used to, and he can pretend he’s the same person he was months ago; he can pretend he’s an exception to change.

But his childhood cat, Hope, died a year ago. And the holidays have only gotten harder the older he’s gotten. And he’s not the same kid picking blackberries with his parents in the summer. He’s outgrown his childhood home, and the ghosts haunt his every move, but he still doesn’t want to leave because he wants to pretend that nothing changed. He wants to close his eyes and open them to Hope laying on his chest and his friends waiting for him outside his house.

But Hope died a year ago. And he’s a university student and not a high schooler, but he wants to shut his eyes and pretend anyway.

And he’s scared of going back. Because he loves his roommate, but sharing a room with another person can be so incredibly draining, and he just wants the space to exist alone. And a part of him thinks the whole “journey of self discovery” thing that’s supposed to happen at university isn’t quite worth it if it feels like his future has been torn out from under him.

And Hope died a year ago, and the grief is hitting him in towering waves, and he really can’t deal with everything else on top of that.

So, he’s fumbling for his phone, because even with all the dynamics amongst his childhood friends suddenly and almost abruptly shifting upon people’s departures to different universities, Bad has always helped him with his panic attacks.

But it’s not Bad’s voice that greets him when he finally manages to call someone, and he curses himself for forgetting that Bad’s no longer the only contact saved under “B” in his phone.

“Dream? Why the fuck are you calling me at 3 am?”

Dream doesn’t have the focus required to remind the groggy and annoyingly pretentious British voice that it’s 3 am in England, not Florida.

“Dream?”

The voice says again, more alert and laced with worry.

“Sorry, I–”

But Dream’s breath stutters, and he finds himself unable to continue his sentence, mouth filled only with the saltiness of his tears as he desperately tries to pull air into his lungs even as sobs keep interrupting his attempts.

And, through the haze, he hears a calming sound. Slowly, oh so slowly, he finds the panic subsiding. The sound he hears isn’t counting—as he would’ve expected with Bad—but rather softly strummed notes on a guitar.

“Sorry,” he says, ignoring how scratchy his voice is.

“Don’t mention it,” Wilbur says, because of course Dream had to accidentally call Wilbur Soot of all people. “Why did you call me, anyway? I was under the impression that you didn’t quite like me,” Wilbur says teasingly, though a bit of genuineness shines through.

“I don’t hate you,” Dream responds despite knowing that wasn’t what Wilbur asked at all.

“I know,” Wilbur says, “but that doesn’t mean you like me either.” Something about his voice when he says it causes something in Dream’s chest to twist painfully, but before he has the chance to correct the Brit, Wilbur’s continuing. “Anyway, back to my question; why did you call me?”

“I meant to call my friend Bad, but I guess I misclicked.”

“Wait, what am I saved as in your phone? Because if my memory serves me correctly, the letters ‘B’ and ‘W’ are very far apart from each other.”

Dream mumbles a response, not really wanting Wilbur to hear the answer. Because Dream truly had meant to change the contact name after he’d actually gotten to know Wilbur a bit better, but he’d kept forgetting, and every time he did remember, he was in the middle of something else.

“Pardon?” Wilbur asks, because of course he wouldn’t just take Dream’s muttered words as a response.

“I have you saved as ‘British Cunt,’” Dream says louder, ignoring the way his face burns with embarrassment.

For a moment, everything is silent. Then, Wilbur begins laughing, hearty and genuine, and something in Dream loosens. He’s not sure he’s ever heard Wilbur laugh so freely at something he said, and he finds himself with the inexplicable urge to make the other laugh again.

“As hilarious as that is,” Wilbur says, “you wanna tell me why you were panicking?”

Dream’s throat constricts at Wilbur’s words, the reminder of his anxiety causing it to flair up again.

“You don’t have to tell me,” Wilbur’s quick to say upon Dream’s silence. “You can call someone else.”

“No, it’s okay,” Dream manages to say, trying to swallow the lump in his throat. “I’m just nervous to go back to uni, I guess.”

“Why?” There’s confusion in Wilbur’s voice when he asks, but there's a hint of curiosity, as well.

Dream struggles to find the words. Where does he even begin? With his fear of change? With the anxiety about next semester’s courses? With the lack of a security blanket? It feels like there’s so much that he doesn’t even know how to articulate it.

“I’m seventeen,” he settles on, whispering and choking on the words. “I’m seventeen,” he repeats, “and I graduated high school at sixteen, and I don’t think I was ready for this.”

He hates how scared he sounds. He hates how vulnerable he’s being with Wilbur, of all people. Niki would have been a better person to have this discussion with, or even Techno. But Wilbur? Dream doesn’t know where he stands with the Brit, and he’s not sure he should be telling the other this at all.

He hears a sharp exhale as Wilbur mutters something unintelligible. Then, Wilbur says, “maybe you weren't ready.”

“It’s a big change,” Dream says, chuckling wetly. Change. He’d never really been good with that.

“It is,” Wilbur agrees. “But you can’t go back. Regardless of whether or not you were ready, the change has happened, and nothing you do will make that any less true. Sure, you could drop out or take a gap year, but that won’t magically make things go back to how they were.”

Dream makes a wounded sound, and he internally curses himself for doing such a thing when Wilbur would hear. A part of him wants to hang up. A part of him wants to hang up and cover his ears and pretend like this never happened. But, a bigger part of him, the part that admires Wilbur though he’d never admit it, is begging him to ask for advice.

“So what do I do?” He asks, voice sounding as unsure as he feels.

“You move forward,” Wilbur responds bluntly. “But that doesn’t mean you have to be alone,” he adds more softly. “You have Techno and Niki and,” Wilbur pauses, hesitating for a moment, before continuing. “And you have me, if you want me.”

And Dream thinks about it. He thinks about arguments and debates and biting words. He thinks about Wilbur’s pretentious attitude, and he thinks about everything about Wilbur that has gotten on his nerves during the past semester. He thinks about every conversation with subtle insults hidden under pretty words.

And then, he thinks about everything else. He thinks about Wilbur and Niki sharing make-up tips. He thinks about Wilbur joking around with Techno and Tommy and Tubbo. He thinks about Wilbur helping Ranboo with the subjects Techno isn’t as strong in. He thinks about Wilbur feeding the local stray cats.

He thinks about soft hands leading him out of a party and notes from a shared lecture given without ever having been asked for. He thinks about the soft strums of a guitar calming him from panic.

“Thanks, Wil,” he says. “We should hang out more.”

“I’m always up for hanging out with pretty boys,” Wilbur responds, grin audible in his tone.

Dream scoffs and says, “get some sleep, idiot,” instead of responding to Wilbur’s playful flirting.

“Yeah, you too,” Wilbur says with a yawn. “And Dream?”

“Yeah?”

“Don’t hesitate to call if you need anything. I’ll always pick up.”

Dream smiles. “I’ll keep that in mind. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight. Sweet dreams.”

“Oh my god, you’re so stupid. I’m hanging up now.”

Wilbur’s giggles are abruptly cut off when Dream hangs up, but he can’t shake off the fond smile that has found its way to his face. And, most amazingly of all, he finds himself more excited to return to uni than dreading it. The anxiety is still there, of course, but he thinks that maybe he’ll be able to find ways to manage it, after all.

#madduo #c!dreambur #writing from the void #I don't have a name for this au yet #I think I wanna make it an actual fic tbh #also haha can you tell I'm anxious abt going back to uni lol #*gesturing to dream in this fic* this bad boy can fit so much projection #also I'm still figuring out the ages so don't look too closely at everything #cdreambur #tdcc au

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quill-n · 1 year

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Hi!! I'm very tired right now so Idk how much sense this will make lol

Um? Anyone remember that halloween au I made for edgejeanist?? Actually I think it was the very first stuff I posted for them on here lol

Anywayyyss, it's mid February but I'm bringing it back!! Because my computer isn't dying so I can finally continue that ✨project✨ I was working on!!!!

Ok so It's getting some updates and edits because I don't like a couple of those designs I made for it and I just wanted to see how it looks in my newer art style. the plot is being settled too!! Long story short, I was in the mood to sketch some stuff and I whipped out theeese~

I also✨ have this little sneak peek from the ✨project✨

Oh and!! final update with this for now!! The au finally has a name!!! (took you long enough, Quill)

I'm calling it the living doll au for now :)) unless I come up with a more creative name at least, but that's what I'm satisfied with for now. it'll probably stick though lol

#you bet I'm knocking out after I post this babyy #once I finish the ✨project✨ I will drop a lore post #that'll take some time though #living doll au #quillnart #bnha #edgeshot #best jeanist #kamihara shinya #hakamada tsunagu #hawks mha #mirko #oh gosh you can tell I'm tired because I didn't sign any of my sketches #oops #eh.. I think it's pretty obvious that I drew them. I hope.#lol gnite #edgejeanist #The Seamstress and His Dolls～⁠~～

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hedgehogofspades · 1 year

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Haha, no dude, it's uuuuuuuh, totally normal to treat people's personal creations like a corporate franchise, nah nah, it's not even a little weird that the only way you interact with fandom is by mindlessly consuming content and reposting other people's work, I'm sure it's totally fine to just disregard the creator's wishes as long as you get to have your 2 minutes of fun with "your" new blorbos before your criminally short attention span moves onto the next thing for you to mindlessly consume, yeah, haha, I'm sure framing the creator's struggle to keep control of their work as a threat to your future ability to continue to consume content isn't totally self-centered or tone-deaf. No yeah man, haha, totally normal

#Can you tell that I'm extremely mad at the state of things?#I don't know who all is following Clown's struggles with W/elcome H/ome #but I'm extremely upset on his behalf because so many people are treating his passion project so mindlessly #And like fuck man he's struggling with this new found popularity and so many people just rushed to see his work as a product to swallow up #And it's mind-numbingly horrible to me that so many people can't see Clown as a person #This isn't anything new there have always been these mindless content consumers in internet spaces #but damn it's so bad now because content consumption has just become so easy and people don't really interact with art like they used to #Like it's so disappointing for me to see how thoughtlessly people have disregarded Clown's rules about his work #Like fuck have y'all see how fast people made public merchandise of his work??? It makes me sick to my stomach #I was already following Clown's work before Welcome Home blew up and I really feel for him right now #Sorry for the whole post written in the tags lol

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that-gay-guy-from-hell · 2 months

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You know, I never posted about Madness Combat stuff before; even though I adore the property. Point being, I want to share my Project Nexus team with someone but I have nowhere else to show it so I present to you-- This--

My color coded team because I couldn't see them during fights lmfao Before you ask: no, this wasn't intentional--not at first anyways. I just ended up making everyone different colors.

Kinda wanna post about them more since I have a whole plot made out for them. I have slipped back into the Mad. Com. rabbit hole and I don't know how deep the fixation will go this time lol

#Can you tell that I'm autistic and like organizing things?#Also- I know that experiment class characters are bad with guns #I just wanted to use them until I was forced into hand to hand #Added a small layer of challenge to the game too lol #Kristof's AI is so stupid I swear--#He half the time walks around with no weapon or an empty gun-- DOING NOTHING #just vibing while everyone is getting attacked lmfao #This team is from a couple of years ago btw #okay ill shut up now #madness combat #mad com #madness combat project nexus #mad com project nexus

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ko-fanatic · 3 months

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Trans girl Shouto who didn't even realise she was trans until her mid twenties.

She just doesn't self reflect often due to her trauma, and thought that the gross feelings towards her looks and presentation was because of her scar and generally hating her fire side.

Settling down into a more consistent routine, on her own terms, really helped, but she twigs on after some experiments with presentation and pronouns.

Her body dysphoria doesn't disappear completely but using female pronouns and dressing femininely really helps!

#can you tell I'm projecting 😅#there's a big enphasis on the trans experience being obvious to the person since childhood #but some of us are too traumatised for that lol #so shoto is the transfem who had no idea that they felt gross because of gender #mha #my hero academia #bnha #trans todoroki #todoroki shouto #shouto todoroki

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icewindandboringhorror · 1 year

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Daily Log 4

Trying out (probably just temporarily) making short daily-ish notes about things, in an attempt to see if it helps me be more reflective or productive lol.

Activities: Woke up late because I went back to sleep with a headache briefly, then kind of struggled to focus all day ToT

Worked more on the aforementioned tapestry/painting type of thing. I've done the base layer of painting for the main image, now I'm lining in darker outlines. I wanted to finish the center art before getting into the intricate borders. Still haven't translated the text lol..

Made a small bowl and also a little box with a lid out of more avocado pits. Still just with random nail cuticle tool things and kitchen knives, as I don't have proper carving tools.

Finished editing and proofreading the new poll adventure post!! I don't have time to post it tonight because I need to get to sleep early but.. I have it Completely 100% Ready.. finally..

Also washed the clothes I got together yesterday. Called about the bloodwork. Sent an email to a doctor.

Reviewed some writing documents to get back into my game maybe?? (basically, I started working on a visual novel type game a few years ago, decided it was a huge project so kind of put it on the backburner for a while in favor of things that were more easily finishable/tangible. then later on a game website I play (similar to neopets or something, there are collectable little creatures, etc.) there was an opportunity for me to design a pet on site, so I made a smaller shorter visual novel centered around that, where people on the site have to play the game in order to earn the pet, and I have a google form for them to answer a few short questions about it. All of the feedback is quite positive (reached 200 responses a while ago! though still only like 4 comments on the itch.io page lol.. Mandatory Form vs. Optional Comments evil showdown), but sometimes I get commentary that's really enthusiastic and inspires me to start back working on the OTHER bigger game. The small game was kind of like, a proof of concept that was safe because I had a guaranteed audience, that has helped me gain more insight for the larger one.

Anyway, since I've abandoned the Main Large Game for so long, I have to re-read and review/probably rewrite A LOT of things just to pick it back up again as A Thing I'm Actively Working On, so it's another one of those tasks that I do maybe 45 minutes of and then realize it's going to take days and days and get discouraged lol..

Notable sights: Saw two cats in windows. No clovers. It rained a little today but I didn't get to go outside and see it. One of the pieces of asparagus in the fridge was like the size of a carrot, comically overgrown downright ridiculous looking asparagus. Maybe I'll get taller after eating it.

Goals moving forward: Consistent sleep schedule. Focus on social activities, finding new friends in the places I want to move, communicating with ones I have. Physical therapy exercises. Plant nasturtiums. Finish and upload videos, edit costume pictures & etc.

Notable foods: ASPARAGUS AGAIN BABEY.. yeaAAAAGHHH asparagus squad !!!!!!

#just posting these publicly since it feels more like I'm doing something or easier to hold yourself accountable if you make public #declarations of goals and progress or etc. .. perhaps.. for now..#I wonder if you can eat too much asparagus. Hopefulyl I don't get sick ghjbj #Still craving lots of savory foods and soups. Also in a big big worldbuilding mood.#Not enough to actually edit the worldbuilding slideshow videos apparently since I've barely done any of that all week #>:Y #(they are different though.. actively writing wolrdbuilding is different from like.. editing recordings of you talking about it #BUT STILL...)#In an ideal world I have a little house in scotland or canada or something and am sitting cozy by a window watching it #rain whilst I eat lasagna and like a huge buffet table of every single hearty food I am having Anemia Cravings for #and my cat is sitting near me and I am furiously sketching various designs for different worldbuilding details. I have finally found #a weird hermit platonic best friend I'm compatible enough to live with and they are up in the attic doing their own weird little hobbies #but every once in a while I can call them down and tell them about an idea so we can bounce concepts off of each other. I somehow walk away #with no heartburn or stomach upset or nausea despite eating 800 plates of craving foods. It's cold and summer #does not exist anymore but not in a Catastrophic For The Earth type of way more in a like.. I am in a magical bubble #that only affects my direct vicinity and sheilds me from the temperature ever getting above 65F #(also I have a comfortable amount of money and good doctors and reasonable health etc. etc. but that's a given in any Ideal Scenario lol)#oughh... I just want to eat hearty breakfast foods and think about elves for 5 hours.. is that so much to ask #Why must... responsibilities... capitalism... limited time and no energy to focus on 100 projects at once... why these things...#ANYWAY #daily log

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