#feel free to use this idea for yourself

[wanderingmind867]

The Union of Soviet Super Soldiers (USSS):

It's 1976 or 1977. At least 12 years since the avengers were founded in the US. The Soviet Union is desperate to create their own superhero team to rival the avengers. They've tried to create figures like the Red Guardian, or the Crimson Dynamo or Titanium Man before, but it always fails. But perhaps it's because they never assembled a proper team? That's the logic that leads to the creation of the Union of Soviet Super Soldiers (Or USSS for short) in 1976 or 1977.

Founded in July 1976, the original team consists of:

Red Guardian III (Vladimir Ivanov): I already have a whole note on him. But he's the team leader, and one of the members of the team most devoted to Communism.

Vanguard (Nikolai Krylenko): He's a real comics character. I'm pretty sure you can find info on him through a Marvel Wiki or through Google (that's how I learned of him).

The Winter Witch (Katerina Obolensky): Abandoned as a child in the snowy mountains of Siberia, Katerina Obolensky learned to be one with the ice and snow. Nobody is sure if she's a mutant or some kind of demigod, but she is definitely powerful. Capable of controlling the ice, snow and winds at a single thought. She can generate winds, blizzards, avalanches, etc. When in her natural element she is a god amongst men. But when she's far separated from any form of cold, she becomes weak and frail.

The Gift-Bringer (Adrian Abel): Adrian Abel is a mutant. Born with the uncanny ability to control poison and even generate it (they can turn their whole body into poison dust or into liquid poison, for instance), they were considered a threat to others and sent off to an elite mutant training facility in Russia. There, they learned how to control their powers and make themselves less dangerous to others. Worst comes to worst, they were at least given a containment suit to prevent them from accidentally killing anyone with their poison.

Considering how powerful they are, it's only natural Adrian was recruited to the USSS. They're both powerful and extremely volatile, however. So they possibly be the most dangerous person on the team. So they require extreme protective measures to ensure they don't accidentally poison the people they're trying to help.

PS: Adrian is the only character not originally from the USSR. They're East German. I realized the German word for poison is gift due to google translate, and so I couldn't resist this bit of humour.

Crimson Dynamo (Dmitri Bukharin): Same as Vanguard. The Crimson Dynamo (including this version of him) is a real comics character who can find out more about through Google or a Marvel Wiki or something.

If you're wondering where in the timeline of comics this is supposed to be, it's shortly after Darkstar defects to the US to join The Champions. And she will join this team eventually, if someone (either me or literally anyone else) takes this idea past the concept stage.

#comic books #comics #my ideas #superhero ideas #the formatting might be bad #as I transferred this from my notes #feel free to use this idea for yourself #I may forget to use it after all #marvel #marvel universe #marvel comics #marvel 616 #earth 616 #the avengers #avengers #the soviet super soldiers #soviet super soldiers #the winter guard #winter guard #red guardian #the red guardian #vanguard #nikolai krylenko #crimson dynamo #dmitri bukharin #darkstar #ussr #soviet union #east germany

[uncanny-tranny]

Good news! You aren't required to make your hobbies and passions "marketable." In fact, your crafts, hobbies, and passions don't even need to be public if you so choose. You don't have to spend all of your energy becoming perfect if you aren't enjoying the process. You are not a product, you are a person, a creative, and your work also does not need to be a product.

#positivity #yet another post that's like... thinnly-veiled as being for myself #i find myself freezing with anxiety when i think about the things i used to do (writing especially) because... #...i had felt this force to make it ~content~ and ~marketable to an audience~ and it was so fucking daunting... #...it felt like being a gladiator in a coliseum #even now i fight the urge to equate being marketable to being acceptable and worthy of admiration and praise #i wish i hadn't burnt myself out of writing by doing this because i'm simultaneously grieving my writing and hating it #and it sucks the life out of what makes you feel like a person and it takes the art out of art #so be free! pist your art or don't! you are beholden to nobody!!! #(obviously this is not the case for professional artists who rely on their art to keep them alive) #(and i criticize heavily the idea that audiences are entitled to an artists labour) #(i understand that this isn't universal and if it doesn't apply to you then you don't have to take me seriously) #(if you are a professional artist or what have you i hope you are able to feed and house yourself off of that career!) #(i hope you are able to live a happy life and be able to keep loving what you're doing)

[piosplayhouse]

tgcf au where xie lian buys the 9/11 warrior cat adopt not knowign that it's based on 9/11 and that the artist (blank_wolfxXiang he's known for his edgy hyperealistic guro wolf emo art ) is a huge POS so he gets cancelled and kicked out of all his RP groups (secretly cancellation was orchestrated by one of bwx's alt accounts, junwoof) but hua cheng, xie lian's singular DeviantArt subscriber and patreon member (before it got mass reported by bwx), comes to his defense because xie lian saved him when he got bullied on amino for having a half demon half fallen angel red black wolf oc with red and black eyes and heterophobia

#feel free to use i know its a good idea try not to stress yourself out too much writing it asap 😊 #< straught up jokeing it and by it i mean. #tgcf #xie lian #bai wuxiang #jun wu #hua cheng

[so-very-small]

g/t asks!

What is your preferred size?

What size do you like to interact with best?

What would your tiny/giant home look like?

Do you have a sona? Tell us about them!

What’s your favorite size trope?

Fairies or borrowers?

Giants or humans?

Sci-fi shrinking or magic shrinking?

What’s your favorite piece of sizey media?

What’s the last TV show you watched, any size headcanons for it?

What song gives you size vibes?

If you suddenly grew/shrunk where you are right now, what would happen?

What kind of pet would you like at your size?

What was your g/t awakening?

What size scenario is the funniest to you?

What’s your comfort g/t media/tropes?

How long have you been into g/t?

Any favorite g/t content creators? People you wanna hype up?

What’s your all-time favorite g/t daydream - the one thing you keep going back to?

A fictional character you really REALLY wanna shrink/grow?

#g/t #giant tiny #pls feel free to reblog this and use it for yourself and followers!! #im sorry its so short i ran out of ideas

[theflyingfeeling]

💖 it's here, it's pink, it's sparkly, and full of fluff 💖

Hiiiiii and welcome to witness my attempt at an Olli/Allu Advent Calendar, in which I'll give you ~a cute little something~ about these two idiots in love almost every day until December 24! My plan is to use prompts from this list to either write a fic based on the prompt or just some good ol' delulu thoughts if all else fails. I cannot guarantee there'll be a post literally every day, but I'm really excited to try this out and I thank you for your support along the way in advance 💝

The biggest thanks and a million hugs go to one of my favourite human beings @kraeuterhexchen for making the adorable banner!! I mean helloooooo?? 😭 Go show them some love ❣️

For December 1, the prompt list is titled One True Pairing Moments, and the prompt I chose was 'calling just to hear their voice' 🥺 You can read the fic below, I hope you like it <3

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PS. Even though this is an advent calendar of sorts, I'm not planning on making this particularly Christmassy. I hope no one minds terribly!

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Falling for Aleksi had, in a way, sneaked up on Olli, at least if he fooled himself a little. He could pretend he didn’t feel any different about the man than he did about, say, Joonas or Tommi, but that strategy only worked for so long – that is to say, approximately until Aleksi as much as smiled softly at him from across a room or bumped his shoulder into his jovially when walking down the street and Olli would feel his breath getting caught in his throat or stumble in his words, his tongue tangled like shoelaces, which was so unlike him as well and frustrated him to no end. It really took a special kind of fool to not only develop some level of feelings for a friend, a colleague, a bandmate for Christ’s sake, but also become so hopelessly enamored with him that you rolled awake in bed in the dead of night, grabbing your phone and tossing it back on the nightstand again and again because you couldn’t decide whether or not you should, on some erratic 2 o’clock impulse, call him to let him know he was the very reason for your insomnia. 

Turning on his back, Olli groaned (only a little desperately) as he remembered losing himself in the lingering hug they had shared just before the arrivals lobby at the airport, inhaling Aleksi’s scent and wishing they wouldn’t have to go home just yet, even if Olli was more than ready to finally sleep in his own bed again. Ironically, ever since they had returned home from tour, Olli had spent night after sleepless night missing Aleksi terribly: his stupid jokes and playful banter that bordered on being flirtatious if Olli allowed himself the benefit of delusion; his quick, subtle smiles that probably meant nothing; his little touches Olli hoped meant something; his smell and his touch and the softness of his hair at the back of his neck, compared to which the blanket Olli was grasping in his fist was like sandpaper. (How he had come to know of the qualities of Aleksi’s hair in such detail, he preferred not to dwell on too much to save himself from the heartache, so let’s just leave it at ‘stressful, emotional week far away from home’ and ‘a little too much to drink’).

Above all, Olli missed Aleksi’s voice. He hadn’t even thought that was possible, until the other morning when Olli had woken up to a voice message Aleksi had left just hours earlier, rambling about a song idea he had gotten in the middle of the night – something he did from time to time – and Olli had spent the next several minutes replaying it over and over again as he had lied in bed procrastinating getting up and and instead closing his eyes to better imagine Aleksi lying there beside him, turned on his side to face Olli, talking to him sleepily like they often did when they shared a room on tour and were just too lazy to join others at breakfast. Much like the hug at the airport, Olli wished those moments would have lasted way longer than they did, often ending abruptly when either of their phones would go off with Santeri’s name on the screen, a passive-aggressive interruption to the soft, low tone of Aleksi’s early-morning thoughts. (Sometimes, when Olli was lucky enough, he had been blessed with the bliss of feeling the light touch of a fingertip tracing along his collarbone, cut short just as frustratingly by their well-meaning tour manager politely enquiring whether the two of them had plans of dragging themselves downstairs for some toast and coffee, or if they’d rather starve until lunchtime, for which he wasn’t at all sure they’d even have time that day.)

The lovesick idiot that he was, his thumb hovered over the ‘play’ button of Aleksi’s voice message, probably for the millionth time that week. The chest-carving hesitation turned into a heart flip when he noticed Aleksi was online.

Then Aleksi began to type, and Olli held his breath the entire time until a new message appeared in the thread, anticipation holding him by his throat.

You awake?

Olli exhaled and typed his affirmative reply, leaving out the reason why.

He blinked at the screen, waiting for Aleksi to ask him a random question that clearly couldn’t wait until morning, or perhaps talk about something related to another late-night Twitch stream (from what Olli had gathered, Aleksi had been doing a lot of those recently, and with his last remaining braincell Olli had managed to resist the temptation to watch every single one of them, because he knew that if he did, it would only dig his grave of pining and longing deeper, seeing Aleksi smile and giggle about but not being able to do that with him or snuggle up next to him when he was wearing that flannel Olli often used as a blanket in the tour bus). But instead of another text appearing on the screen, Olli’s phone began to vibrate in his hand, and it took him an embarrassingly long while to understand it was because Aleksi was calling him. 

“Hi,” he sighed when he finally collected himself enough to speak. He prayed he’d be able to hear what Aleksi was going to say from the thumping heartbeat echoing in his ears.

“Hi,” a soft voice said. “Sorry, I know it’s late…”

“No, not at all,” Olli hurried to say, “I mean, I wasn’t sleeping. Not even close, actually.” Part of him hoped Aleksi wouldn’t ask about it, but in some foolhardy way the possibility intrigued him. 

Nothing much, he would have likely said anyway, but what would happen if he told Aleksi how it really was? That he squeezed his pillow imagining it was him instead, or wailed into it because something had reminded him of a moment-that-was-probably-not-a-Moment™ they had shared? What would Aleksi say if he knew Olli sometimes touched himself the way Aleksi had touched him That One Night they never talked about? The only obstacle between Olli and that knowledge was a bottomless ocean of cold sweat and cowardice, and Olli had never been a great swimmer.

“So, ummm…,” Olli said when Aleksi’s end stayed silent. “What’s up?”

A short breath of laughter sounded through the phone line.

“Honestly? I don’t know, I… It’s just been a… weird week, I guess.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, like… my head’s just been so full of… everything and… I’ve been so busy and kinda tense and… fuck, this is going to sound crazy,” Aleksi laughed that brief laugh again, although to Olli it didn’t sound particularly cheerful. Tired, more like. Strained, somehow. Not sad, but definitely a little troubled, and Olli intended to find out why.

“I’m all for crazy, you know.” Olli hoped his sorry attempt to lighten Aleksi’s mood would work, and so he smiled in relief when he heard Aleksi chuckle at his comment.

“I know,” Aleksi said softly, in that tone of voice that had Olli melt against his bedsheets. “So yeah, it’s been a rough week, but… in between all that stupid shit, I’ve been thinking a lot about… umm… well, the tour and– and… about you, for some reason,” (the troubled laugh made its return) “and… yeah. That’s sort of helped me a lot recently.”

Olli listened to the words carefully, not fully believing what he was hearing, yet clinging on to them until they were all but swirling around in his otherwise empty head like dry leaves in October wind.

“And tonight I just couldn’t fucking sleep for some reason and nothing I did seemed to help and so I thought I’d call you. And I’m–” If it hadn’t been dead silent otherwise, Olli wouldn’t have heard the shaky breath Aleksi paused to take, “I’m sorry I’m calling you at this hour and bothering you with this all but I guess I just… wanted to hear your voice. To see if that would help.”

“Does it?” Olli asked. Aleksi’s confession had made him clasp his blanket close to his chest, as if that would do anything about his rapidly beating heart.

“Yeah. It does. So maybe just… keep talking?”

Despite his mind living a life of its own, completely unfit to form a single coherent thought, for Aleksi’s sake Olli tried his best to think of something to say, but everything he came up with was something he was not ready to tell him quite yet. 

“Uuummmm…” he said to buy himself some time, but while he waited for his useless brain and mouth to form any actual words, Aleksi spoke again.

“Fuck, I’m– I’m sorry, this is too weird, I shouldn’t have– I’ll let you go back to–”

“I miss you,” Olli blurted before Aleksi would hang up on him. He squeezed his eyes shut when Aleksi went silent, too silent for too long for it to mean any good.

The line stayed open, however, which Olli took as a positive sign, even if the seconds during which all Olli could hear was Aleksi's quiet breathing seemed endless.

“And I you,” Aleksi finally replied. “A little too much, probably, or at least that’s what it feels like,” he chuckled. Olli almost missed the quiet sniff that followed.

He had to steel himself for his next question.

“What do you mean?”

“Just… forget it.” Aleksi said quietly. Contrary to Aleksi’s request, Olli knew he was going to all but ‘forget it’ for the next 3-5 business days; mentally he booked all his evenings as well as most of his mornings and noons for pondering what exactly had been in Aleksi’s mind in that moment or why he had sounded so sombre, almost disappointed. He’d probably never come to any satisfactory conclusion about it though, at least not without a little help from Aleksi himself. 

A ridiculous idea popped into his head, and before he could stop himself, the words flooded out of his mouth.

“Do you wanna come over some time? To hang out? When your schedule’s a little less tight, I mean.” He sucked on his lips and closed his eyes as he waited for Aleksi’s answer, ready to hang up the moment he’d decline the offer on some obvious and logical reason for why Aleksi couldn’t possibly make nor want to take a trip to the north to see him, such as ‘didn’t we just spend over two months on the road together?’ or ‘damn, buddy, I miss you alright but not quite that much, I’ve done enough sitting in public transportation for one year, thank you very much lol’ or ‘what about Rilla?’

“You could take Rilla with you, you know.” Olli hurried to say, just in case, the deranged part of his brain thinking there might be a chance Aleksi might be at least considering it.

“Oh! Well, umm… I actually might have time next week? If– if you’re actually being serious about this.”

Funny you should ask, Aleksi; I’ve actually never been more serious about anything in my entire life than I am about having you here with me so that I can hold you and be held by you and see your face when I wake up in the morning and say goodnight to your annoyingly cute face instead of via text message and maybe, if the stars are in position and the northern wind won’t discourage me too much, I might actually be brave enough to torment you with the knowledge of just how miserable I’ve been since we last saw each other.

“I think it would be cool,” he said, because he had a feeling what he wanted to say would’ve been a tad too much and sudden. “I mean, if you’re up for it, of course. I understand if you can’t make it though, I know you have all those side projects.”

“No, I think it might actually do me some good to get out of the capital area for change.” Then there was a muffled ‘ouch’, followed by a laugh that sounded much brighter than any of the other ones Olli had heard from Aleksi that night. “Sorry, correction, it might do us some good. Rilla just told me she’s most definitely coming too. Rilla, stop nibbling on my toes!”

Olli smiled tiredly at the mental image that was painted in his mind of Aleksi and Rilla cuddling in bed, both minding their own business from what it seemed while still minding each other as well, very much indeed.

“I’ll be sure to set up a bed for her in the guest room.”

“The guest room? Do you not know her at all? If she’s not getting the master bedroom, she’ll ruin all your rugs and most of your shoes. Probably also gossip about you to all the neighbourhood dogs. And she’s brutal.”

Olli held his stomach as he laughed, tears almost forming in the corners of his eyes. In his defence, it was late and he was finally becoming tired, thus too far gone to help himself, let alone feel embarrassed about being in stitches about something Aleksi had said that was only mildly amusing. (It wasn’t the first time that had happened either, and likely not the last time.)

“So yeah, ummm, I can take a look at some flight options for next week and let you know, alright? I’m gonna let you sleep now and… I should get some myself too.”

Olli wanted to tell Aleksi he’d love to stay up chatting until dawn, but the yawn he let out when he opened his mouth to speak implied Aleksi had a point.

“Yeah, let me know. And… thanks for calling, I… you have no idea how much I needed this tonight.”

That was as close to a confession as Olli was able to get as of now.

“Probably not half as much as I did.”

Olli chuckled at Aleksi’s response, mostly to hide his own agony.

If only you knew. If only I knew how to tell you.

It didn’t take long for Olli to doze off after they hung up, and when he woke up to the kids from next door having a snowball fight under his window in the morning, he noticed new messages from Aleksi, sent half an hour after their phone call had ended, complete with screen captions of airplane schedules.

Would these days work for you? I might be free all week actually 😇

Olli cuddled into his pillow while typing his reply, hoping it wouldn’t wake up Aleksi.

yeah I’m free as well. I’ll pick you two up from the airport 🖤

From then on, Olli started counting the days until he’d see Aleksi again.

#blind channel fanfiction #blind channel rpf #ollixallu #24 days of gift-giving by theflyingfeeling #<- that's the tag i'll be using for these btw #everyone stop and look at the banner!! 🥺💖 #it's not QUITE like the original one ju made first but maybe one day you'll get to see that masterpiece as well 😏 #but ooff the way i've gone from having 'a plan' to having 'a better plan' to having 'no plan whatsoever' with this? 😂 #so yeah idk what kinda fics/posts there'll be in this series... stay tuned and see for yourself! 🤭 #some of them might be in the same universe/plot. others may not. who knows? not i 😌 #(...but as you can see from this fic the door for a multiple-part story is definitely open 👀) #some of the fics may not even be based on a prompt though if i'm not feeling like it. honestly i'm curious to see how this will turn out! #(and if this ends up being the only post i ever make that's alright too! i refuse to bully myself with a hobby i'm doing for free <3) #however: i'm not taking requests per say BUT feel free to snoop on the prompts for each day and send me your ideas or hopeful wishes 👀 #there are certain ones i'm more drawn to but i haven't really set anything in stone #one could say i'm just going with the flow. fuck around and find out if you will ✨ #also: not sure if/when i'll be bothered to post any of these on ao3 #probably i'll just see how many fics i manage to actually finish and dump them all at once on ao3 on christmas day lol #anyway! enjoy & let me hear from you <3

[helianskies]

dialogue prompts 8 [ ☔️ ]

it's that time again! send me a prompt, send me a pairing (romantic or platonic, i don't mind!) and let's get going! i have an itch to write!

[ 1 ] - “you’ll be the death of me.”

[ 2 ] - “will you marry me?”

[ 3 ] - “you really are pathetic.”

[ 4 ] - “i don’t care.”

[ 5 ] - “what have you done to me…?”

[ 6 ] - “you aren’t capable of love.”

[ 7 ] - “how are you so perfect?”

[ 8 ] - “i forgive you.”

[ 9 ] - “put me out of my misery.”

[ 10 ] - “please… stay…”

[ 11 ] - “you’re going to regret that.”

[ 12 ] - “can you do me a favour?”

[ 13 ] - “don’t give up.”

[ 14 ] - “let me go.”

[ 15 ] - “you are the worst!”

[ 16 ] - “consider that a promise.”

[ 17 ] - “this is your last chance.”

[ 18 ] - “tell me what you’re scared of.”

[ 19 ] - “i felt nothing.”

[ 20 ] - “this is ridiculous!”

[ 21 ] - “you aren’t allowed to die.”

[ 22 ] - “flattery will get you everywhere.”

[ 23 ] - “just go to sleep.”

[ 24 ] - “come with me.”

[ 25 ] - “you thought you could fix me?”

#helia writes #fire awayyyy #it was about time i shared some fresh prompts before i get all christmassy on you haha #feel free to use these yourself as well <3 #hetalia #dialogue prompts #you can check out the fic collection i have on ao3 to get an idea of what ships i'd write #tho i am open to the odd random pairing #you can always check with me if you're not sure :') #oh and i may also do trios but im a bit more picky there so maybe defs check on that front :'))

[airyairyaucontraire]

re: Bill the malcontent in NASA mission control: nobody's MAKING you work at NASA mission control, Bill. You can always quit your job at NASA mission control, Bill. I'm sure there are at least several people who'd apply to fill that vacancy at NASA mission control, Bill.

#for all mankind #was his conversation with Margo after Gene's death just building the theme of Margo feeling unappreciated #or signalling that Bill could be a security risk because he's disgruntled and getting sloppy #or heck it could be both! #hi I'm catching up on a show from 2019 #I have been spoiled for the fact that (spoilers) #(I'm not upset about this I don't need to be surprised by every twist and turn) #Margo will defect to the Soviet Union #but I have no idea when and why so I'm watching out for possibilities all the time #anyway BILL it's not bad on your part to find that you're unhappy in a job a lot of other people would love to have #you don't have to be grateful if you've discovered it's not really what you want (you had to try it to be able to know that) #but it's both a dick move and a dumbass move on your part to stay in it #and stay grumpy and miserable instead of clearing the way for someone who would appreciate it #also setting yourself free to find an occupation you might enjoy more! #I mean you are presumably a highly qualified aerospace engineer with NASA on your CV! #so yeah BILL there's your free career advice that you can't use because you're a fictional character from an alternate history

[unholyhymns]

divination trick or treat

im gonna go ahead with my idea bc i think it'll be fun so! feel free to send me an ask saying "trick or treat" (alongside a question, if you have a specific one) and ill either draw a tarot/oracle card or use my dice.

if you get trick, ill interpret the reading in a joke-y way.

if you get treat, ill give you the interpretation in a serious way.

but you'll get a reading regardless. ill keep this open all month just for funsies so bear with me in terms of when i respond to asks. the interpretations won't be super long, so keep that in mind as well, but since this is for funsies i won't post any rules this time. (i still reserve the right to not answer if you send me weird shit, sorry)

glhf, happy halloween, etc.

#how to tag this... #tarot reading #pagan #witchcraft #free readings #ok to rb #and feel free to use the idea for yourself also i doubt im the first to think of this

[elftwink]

something very funny to me is that thing cis ppl do when they have to use they/them pronouns and their brain short-circuits and they forget what a sentence is supposed to sound like and say things like "well i'll just ask they what them is doing". like what's happening here. come on man

#good idea generator #this is not exclusive to ppl who are doing it on purpose or otherwise are unsupportive #those ppl typically then like. pretend its the pronouns fault the sentence sounds bad #but other people will like. pretend to not notice the fucked up sentence until corrected #and like?? thank you for trying but i know you know how to use the word they. we have had it for a long time #your whole life in fact. believe in yourself. you can use this word in a sentence. i have heard you do it #if this post makes you defensive. not to be rude but please work through that on your own lol #either you dont do this and the post isnt about you #or you DO do this and i have wounded your pride and made you feel like a bad ally even though you are trying #what you need to understand is 'trying' is not a get out of jail free card. it does not exempt you from critique or jokes #and while ofc it's always frustrating to put in effort that you feel goes unrecognized #i think you should ask yourself if you're trying because you want to get better and genuinely respect trans ppl #would you still do it if no one was grateful for it? if no one emphasized how hard it was for you?

[bi-bats]

ALSO!!! i wanted to let you know that i placed The Echo Wife and Vicious on hold at the library on your recommendation and theyre gonna take a while to get to me but im excited to read them!!! so thank u for the recs in your response to one of my asks a bit ago!!! 💕💕💕

SKSJSJSJSJAKAK YESSSSS I LOVE THOSE BOOKS SO SO MUCH OH MY GOD 😭😭😭 VICIOUS IS SINCERELY ONE OF MY ALL TIME FAVES AND THE ECHO WIFE IS ONE OF MY MORE RECENT FAVES BUT AKSJSJSJKSKA PLEASE DM ME ABOUT YOUR THOUGHTS WHEN YOU READ THEM I WANT TO TALK ABOUT THEM ALWAYS!!!

#🫘 this was a terrible idea #batsasks #I will get to your other ask!!! #im trying to do the 'rest and relaxation' thing #its not going well lmao also im applying for new jobs though #but I'm rereading Know Yourself and trying to get back into the vibe of it #and I can literally pinpoint the chapter where I had read Echo Wife and it changed my brain chemistry #enjoy it enjoy it enjoy it!!!! #also tell me even if you don't like it!! i love disagreeing with people about books 😂 #i work in a bookstore so #used to it lmao #and if you want more book recs feel free to ask!!!!! #(This is How You Lose The Time War by Amal El Mohtar and Max Gladstone) #(Also All Systems Red by Martha Wells) #that last one is definitely inspiring me on a fic I want to write #the cyberpunk au #okay shutting up now i have to go to work lmao

[stinkyhyena9000]

This is a fandom demographical question I've been wondering passively for a while, but like: how old is everyone?? Like, the intended audience for the Sing movies are children, but I know at least a few of us are adults. I was also curious as to how many of us were neurodivergent.

Here's some polls to survey:

#this was an interesting idea considering how many of us are aroace #and i thought like “hmm i wonder how similar the rest of the fandom is to me” #feel free to leave yourself anonymous by just voting and nothing else #personally im neurodivergent and an adult #sing movie #sing 2016 #sing 2 #sing 2021 #mysing

[uncanny-tranny]

Your influence in this world doesn't need to be all-encompassing and World Changing. It can be small ripples. It can be gentle and easily missed.

Let yourself do small things. So often, people have this idea that to do "good things," it must be a grand gesture that changes every little thing. Honestly, that can be so intimidating and scary. We weren't meant to carry the world by ourselves. We each contribute, often in small ways, often in ways that aren't seen by everybody. But the people you affect might just take that kindness you gave them and let it light them home. Let yourself be that in whatever way you want. You don't need to carry the world alone.

#positivity #encouragment #encouraging words #ngl i gave a customer a lot of food for free because i could tell they were down on their luck and they deserve to eat #and i hope i contributed to them realizing this world will cherish them and they aren't forgotten #because it's scary not knowing if you can eat or drink or if you will be safe enough to sleep and while i don't know their story... #...does it matter if i do? i will do whatever i can to make sure the people around me are well-fed and taken care of #i think small things like this are honestly what make this life worth living #i don't think i would want to be here if it were not for moments like these #it's never not worth it to do what you can/are comfortable doing #and i hope it can come back around to reward you tenfold <3 #i used to labour under the idea that Changing the World is the only way you can 'be good' #and that made me scared to do small things like this. and i partially regret that. but i don't blame myself or anybody else who feel... #...the way i did. doing 'good things' can be scary and intimidating and it's okay to be uncertain or fearful. it's okay; i promise <3 #i just wanted to remind somebody that you don't have to change the world in one fell swoop. it's okay to Just Be #i love you (platonically) if you have read this far. i hope you do something kind for yourself #you - too - deserve good things. you deserve kindness and satisfaction and wonder

[candledburns]

thinking more about roman time loop fic concepts... like i love the idea of him trapped in a loop trying to save himself and/or neo, but i also love the idea of him being forced to save the main rwby cast as they die repeatedly (no thanks to him), because he doesn’t control the loop and otherwise he’ll be stuck in it forever.

so he’s just reluctantly trying to play the good guy and hating every second of it. no-one trusts him, obviously. and maybe over time he actually starts to get attached to the people he’s trying to save, but while he remembers everything, they don’t, so he’ll always be an enemy to them...

#ooc #i want to write this fic. i want to. #if anyone else wants to feel free to use the idea yourself though because i'd love to see different takes on it too- #he doesn't give a shit about them at first and is saving them for purely selfish motivations- to get out of the loop; pretty much- #but. unfortunately for him it's not gonna be /quite/ that easy...

[tracle0]

So uh if you pirate books please just… don’t follow me ?

#Granted there’s an exception for textbooks #This is a US centric statement as my understanding is textbooks in the US are ridiculously expensive #I’m also aware of the fact libraries in other countries may not carry whatever book you want to read #Someone said it really well in another post though - as an aspiring author I am sickened that people just feel. #Entitled to my labour ???? #Please understand I’m poor! I’m very poor! I’ve been poor all my life and I devoured books at an unhealthy rate #The only time I’ve pirated a book was when I had firm plans to buy them asap but couldn’t wait to read them #And then I did buy them asap. This is a second exception to the rule I suppose #But yeah seriously. I do not support pirating books. It only hurts the author in the end #There’s other good posts out there that breakdown how advances and royalties work for authors and how pirating can destroy #A debuts chance of continuing this career #Fucking. Educate yourself. We live in a golden age of content and I think people have become very accustomed to the idea of it being free #A lot of times you can find things for free or very very cheap. Once again; I’m poor. I learned how to make the very limited funds I had #Stretch to get a good taste of art I wanted to take in #Jfc people talk about supporting small businesses all the time. Does this. Not apply to writers? #I feel like I’m poking a hornets nest in making this post. Mmmmmmm. Hmmmm.

[bargledblocks]

Every time someone complains about a genre of fic (i.e. superhero au's) I make 5 more just to piss them off.

The reason for this is because their takes always reek of entitlement to people's hobbies and free time and they always demand for something "different" instead of realizing that a story someone isn't actually passionate about would be way more shit than one they like despite it being a genre you personally have grown bored with <3

#the blocks yell #Like I'm sorry but so many of y'all have been blessed with copious amounts of fic that isn't highly saturated by a ship #and I'm sorry but loosing a couple of fics by filtering them out really is not that bad #go into a different popular fandom and find the biggest ship and filter out the most popular ship or all ships and watch how fucking low #the fic count gets. Stop acting so entitled. #And that's not to say shipping is bad! It can be really really fun! But the idea of 'over saturation' in this fandom has become so skewed! #But don't complain becaus You Personally want something different. If you want something different then write it yourself! #And don't try and come at with a 'But I can't write!' do you know how many people Start Out writing fics? This day in age its a fucking lot #So get out there and make the stories you wanna see because until you do? Nobody else is gonna. Nobody else has your exact artistic vision #They can't do it like you. #And if one day you get to the point where you still like the story but don't like how you wrote it? Write it again! #Make it bigger and better! Use the old version as the first draft or even a really comprehensive outline! #And if you Don't like it anymore and don't feel any passiin for it then thats fine! You can let it sit because the thing is? #One day someone is gonna read that story and it'll be their absolute favorite thing in the world! #They might even make their own based off of it. Wouldn't that feel Good? Having someone love something you made so much that they create #something of their own. Despite the flaws you may now see? #Anyway. That was kind of a lot but if you can't tell I have a lot passion for this subject. #But just remember: fic writers make things to have fun. We don't get paid for what we do and yet we share it for free! #You accomplish nothing by whining about somethings success despite not having tried for yourself. Now go write a and have some fun #big rants at buildmart #<- also look i have a tag for these now

[drkineildwicks]

Been working on my Shadows and Ash fic because dangit I want to at least finish writing it this year

Been aiming for finishing updates for the month as stretch goals

Me: All right, finished up this month and ran into some previously-written stuff to boot!  Let’s do a read-through and some edits!

Realize that I have to shuffle some stuff around for everything to make sense

Do so, move some written stuff up, smooth it out

Realize that in shuffling everything I have an unfinished chapter at the end of this month: dangit

In other news this fic is easily going to have a hundred chapters and in doing one of those classic Indigo rewrites I’m left realizing that the Kanto arc was a mess, y’all

#pokemon #shadows and ash #fanfic #I'm telling y'all the kanto arc is a complete mess #90s anime weirdness aside once it became a smash hit they had no idea what to do with it #also some pkmn fans can be weird on ffn #'you have to mark it as anime why are you using LEVELS!?; #because I'm the one writing it and taking the time to write this fic you are reading for free #feel that strongly about it then write one yourself #that's what I did #was not expecting this fic to become such a behemoth real talk