#gotta write the full name

[teansouprmyjam]

a rare moment of perc’ahlia having fun that i did for a gift exchange with @katia-dreamer <3

(click for better quality)

#critical role #cr1 #vox machina #perc'ahlia #vex'ahlia de rolo #percival fredrickstein von musel klossowski de rolo iii #gotta write the full name #i hope u like it hehe #was inspired by the colors of your layout and a few of your fics of them walking around whitestone:)) #but added horses #teansoupnart #gift exchange

[coolnonsenseworld]

(this is part of the calendar 2024 lore, now on pre-order, to know more check out prev posts)

April was Keith's idea of relaxation. He enjoyed parks, the feng shui of them, nature's ability to thrive despite and against anything happening - the silence of it. Watching Keith wind down and relax when he is a strung wire most of the time, would definitely make Lance feel all lovey-dovey and clingy (as he tends to get) and when he’d worry he is disturbing, Keith would comment this is exactly how it should be - the constant yin to his yang, and the yang when he feels yin.

Also - both shirt and hoodie are Keith's (he has way too many hoodies with quotes). Lance took the hoodie for Keith, but Keith insisted he won’t get cold, so he wore it himself. On the way home Lance funds Keith the biggest sushi serving he could find on the menu, and, believe me, nothing lights up Keith's eyes like a table full of rice and algae. Lance just watches with a soft smile. (Keith does end up getting cold)

#klance #laith #i dont wanna jinx it but im 12k words draft deep #not danceau danceau is third on my list im sorry #but if i dont get hex off my chest im gonna deteriorate #im so lost in the narrative ToT i missed writing so much #i just want to listen to chill songs and make up silly banter #speaking of chill songs i was today years old when i learned RY X full name #i was actually checking his date of birth bc his songs are so sensitievely dramatic i thought he is pisces #he is not #but now that x makes a lot of sense #you gotta check him out now its imperative and you are welcum

[rawliverandgoronspice]

so of course I then thought about Impa some more, and about how the way I write impa is: everybody around her is like this all of the time

#thoughts #impa #shitpost #impa oot #thralls of power #litany of betrayal #descant of greatness #(maybe I need a unifying name for my AU/retelling btw) #Hyrule's Most Tired Babysitter #even ganondorf is kind of like the horrible kid that wants to burn you with cigarettes and *will* throw a full chair at your face #and you gotta be sooooo patient and remind yourself that the poor kid's home life must be a little rough #even though he *definitively* is hiding a knife behind his back and *will* stab you if you give him the chance #it's kind of funny because the way I write her is #everybody kind of treats her like garbage? #they don't mean to like I don't think they realize this #but they all fully take her for granted and expect her to be a pillar of strength always which in the context of the story #is COMPLETELY unreasonable to expect from someone who has basically been holding on by a thread for the best part of a decade #but she has been groomed on all sides to accept this as her lot and a reasonable expectation to uphold #BUT #at the same time #she might be the most morally gray character out of every single one of them #her semi-subjugation kind of eclipses this fact about her #but I think that on many regards she's harder to forgive than ganondorf #ganondorf is a bitch and delights in his own violence far more than she does #but at least he's consistent in who tends to get hurt and what for --and the cause itself can be argued as meaningful #meanwhile impa wronged SO many people for BAD reasons #I don't *blame* her all of the situations were shitty and almost none of them were actively her own fault #but she still participated at every turn and kind of hid behind the system partially by pretending she didn't have agency #which is... it's not *not* true but she still facilitated or participated in the murder/oppression of many people #and had agency in not seizing it for herself if that makes sense

[glitterandgold-cos]

General Valentina Headcannons (Saw X)

Currently planning the "Valentina lives and becomes an apprentice" AU I've been wanting to write so consider this a precursor to that! (I wasn't kidding when I said I had many headcannons about her so enjoy the ramblings of a mad man <3)

Her full name is Valentina Rosa Hernández

She was 32 years old during the events of Saw X.

This makes her younger than Cecilia & Mateo and older than Diego and Gabriella

Valentina’s birthday is on the 27th of July (thus making her star sign Leo)

Let’s those close to her call her Val for short.

Is still trying to put an exact label on her sexuality but knows for a fact she isn’t straight

Valentina struggles to fully trust and open up to people as she’s been hurt by many throughout her life; she often uses her feisty, sarcastic personality as a shield. Though if you manage to break through this prickly facade, you will find a loyal woman with a lot of love to give.

Valentina loves doing her makeup and is quite the talented makeup artist. It was almost like her pre-work relaxation ritual for the night, doing her makeup while blasting some of her favourite music.

Loves heavy metal and rock music! It was quite rare but when she was able to go to concerts, she’d be in the mosh pit.

As well as having her ears pierced, she’s also got her belly button pierced.

Has a younger half-sister named Carmen who is five years younger than her. Val loves her above all else and is fiercely protective of. Aside from this has no relationship with any of her immediate family.

Growing up it was just Valentina and her father; her mother wasn’t really in the picture. She was really close with her father. However, he passed away when she was 12.

She was then sent to live with her mother, step father and Carmen. Her mother and step-father were cold and neglectful towards her, it was always clear that they didn’t want her there.

 As a result of this she grew into a trouble making teenager.

At first, she was distant from her little sister, envious of the love her mother and step father seemed to give her. However, as the pair grew older Valentina came to realise that the amount of pressure they put on her, even from a young age, was harmful within itself. They didn’t love her, they loved the idea of her and as soon as Carmen strayed from what they wanted she was punished. From that moment onwards Valentina vowed to love and protect her sister.

In fact, she started trying to change her trouble making ways so she could be a better older sister.

Valentina left home the age of 20 after a huge argument with her mother and step-father. The only person she stayed in contact with was Carmen (and she had to fight to stay in contact with her, their mother tried to prevent it but was unsuccessful).

Had little to her name when she left home and ended up couch surfing at friend’s places for a while.

Eventually saves up enough to rent a little place of her own, it was small and little bit rundown but it was hers. Carmen ended up moving in with Valentina after also having a falling out with their parents. Times could be tough but they were happy to have each other.

Valentina always wanted to provide a better life for her sister than what she was able to and this is why Cecilia was able to convince her to join the scam. She promised Valentina a life changing sum of money in exchange for pretending to be a nurse for a couple of days. Valentina had her doubts but at the end of the day, such a large sum of money to pretend to be a nurse for a short period of time??? She’d be a fool not too, after all this was for her sister. And she’d do anything for her sister.

#saw #saw x #saw x valentina #sawposting #saw franchise #saw movies #headcannons #I am so normal about her /j #It's funny that this originally started because I wanted to headcannon a full name and age for her #And then it just spiraled from there lmao #And yes her last name is the same as her actress's pls excuse my lack of creativity there LMAO (I overthink names far too much) #Also something that's silly is I gotta lowkey hype myself up to post any writing I do 'cause I'm worried I'll somehow get it all wrong loll #Which is RIDICULOUS I know haha #But I gotta show my girl the love she deserves #cause I am forever cursed to care about characters who have little to no cannon info about them #also not to be rambling in the tags but y'all can pry sapphic Valentina from my cold dead hands <3

[overdevelopedglasses]

Sunday Six!

Tagging the conglomerate (let's see if I remember everyone) @mike----wazowski @four-white-trees @skysquid22 @ohayouasagohan @fire-tempers-steel @woundedheartwithin @passthroughtime

This week was a bit hectic home-life wise, i'm back in my dorm for college + my birthday is Super Soon (tomorrow for us Americans, in fact!) so i didn't find too much time to write new stuff, but I still got something.

So, take some drabble of my favorite rarepair, Sugiura/Higashi :)

Sugiura hears Higashi’s voice again, closer this time. “I had no idea. I’m so sorry-”

“No, I didn’t contact you guys for so long, I should’ve-” Sugiura starts to ramble again, his anxiety starting to take over again.

“Fumiya.”

Sugiura freezes at the sound. His first name sounds so different coming from Higashi. The way his voice carries it, like it’s the most precious thing he’s ever said. He feels Higashi’s hand on the small of his back.

“I understand. Just, let us be there for you, ok?”

Sugiura looks up at Higashi and opens his mouth to respond, but nothing comes out.

“Or, at least, let me be there for you.” Higashi clarifies with a smile.

Sugiura closes his mouth and nods. 

“Alright.” Higashi confirms with a chuckle.

#sunday six #my writing #rgg #judge eyes #sugiura fumiya #higashi toru #sugishi #<- that's what i'm dubbing as the pair's ship name :) #I need to make this a full fic but that's for future me #i gotta get ready for 8ams tomorrow >:(

[pocketramblr]

Posting during lunch break to see if anyone saw what I did with En's name in the planetary scout au

#the kanji for en is different but i could see him writing it that way for a nickname. to be a gremlin edgelord of a thirteen year old #and then it just stuck until he still has it. as a gremlin eighteen year old #but yeah when Nana full-names him #engetsu means crescent moon ehehe #i am trying to not just make En my own little nineteen year old brother #but he did the 'take part of your name and write it Cooler' thing too when he was younger #and i mean cmon. i gotta include that tidbit too #esp since it works so well... crescent moon huh #planetary scout au

[skhardwarevers1]

sorry for saying I was going to do things and even starting them and then disappearing from this website entirely for three days. It will happen again

#Nothing new. Tbf I’ve done this a lot #I would say I’m focusing more on school and my personal writing but that’s more of a fucking lie than full truth #I genuinely have felt sick to my stomach posting here for whatever reason #Guilt shame anxiety paranoia etc etc you get the point. I feel like shit with no valid reason as to why #So for now I’m going to stop doing the thing that makes me overly emotionally sick to the point I have actual physical reactions???? #Yeah that’s the logical course of action. Might post small personal anecdotes and doodles and such to give off the vague energy that Im fin #But beyond that I quite literally can’t. I sat down and thought about writing this post and immediately broke down #I don’t know why I feel guilty over having inconsistent motivation for putting up shitty writing on a website for strangers to see #But I do and k think the only good way to get past that is this. Gotta stop acting Impulsively it’s ruining my fucking life man #There’s only one other thing that I’ll thank Eloise for #and it’s for getting me off of tumblr long enough to realize that I desperately need to get help #This is fucked I fucking hate it. I might be online if k can bare the possibility that people can see this #Namely people I’ve grown attached to in concept #Idfc at this point. it doesn’t change much about how things have been going for the past year #Vent #S.K explains that things never really got better they would just suck less for short periods of time

[mythvoiced]

HYELLO~ work's slowed down a little again, but I'm continuing m'hiatus a tad because for whatever reason I've been super low on energy so I'm not really managing to provide the usual energy I offer, SO UH HI I LUB U THANK YOU FOR BEING HERE, CATCH YOU SOON

#;ooc #;psa #ACTUALYL MAYBE IT'S /BECAUSE/ work's slowed down #i was stressing over deadlines and whatnot and dealing with some family drama nothing too serious BUT draining #so now i'm just kind of like... the physical embodiment of a sigh with an occasional spike for whatever hyperfixation manages to - #- grab me for a few moments | watched r.w.r.b and i am in DESPERATE need of the full 3 hour cut #and i don't care what flaws it had it matters a LOT to me now okay #but that nonsense aside i can't really word & write anything in character either so i will catch u soon ;3 #also someone called us to fetch a stray kitten found in their garden so we're taking care of a Lil Guy~ #hmu if you'd like to see him btw my brother's still gotta give his vote on a name but we seem intent on going with my suggestion #which would be Chili Con Carne (Chili for friends) so we'll see #sorry if i sound very... idk dismissive? or uncaring? i hope it doesn't come across like that i appreciate you folks SO MUCH #i'll catch ya when i'm on track again~

[rosencrantzsguildenstern]

i have a very obscure problem which is often when i make characters i connect them in my brain to preexisting fictional characters that they in fact have very little similarities with. and then i call them by that name mentally for the rest of time even if i've named them

#i also mentally dub people i dont know the name of occasionally . fucked up and said it out loud once :sob: #anyway #chitra.txt #writing #ocs #i managed to start calling varis varis instead of shen jiu. but his full name is varis qiulynn so maybe i failed there . #this girl avi who i *had a name for immediately* (pulled from an old oc) is the reason for this post #i gotta stop mentally calling her tianxi. girl what does she have in common with the link click character other than hoodie and mental illn #illness #and we cant forget. the dude i thought of as reigen so strongly despite never having seen mob psycho #that now i havent worked on that novel in forever i forget his real name . #update i looked on discord it was walker #i also remembered that i kept calling another girl in that story selena gomez . why

[snow--blanket]

laissez-faire

fandom: bustafellows

characters: mozu nile shepherd, teuta bridges (featuring the rest of the gang)

words: 2081

i just think they r neat.... also this is for bustafezine on twt and its FREE go read it if u haven't yet. okay love u bye!!!!

***

The sun was beating down on New Sieg, and Teuta Bridges was in between a rock and a hard place. Or, more accurately, between Mozu and a very stubborn man in shorts and a floral-print shirt, looking as if he had just finished his side gig of being an on-screen dying extra of a Jaws movie. Clearly, someone bought the wrong plane tickets. 

“Like I said!” The man yelled, instead of ‘saying’, “I don’t know where Kingfisher Park is! All I’m asking is for some help!”

“You have a considerable volume for what you think constitutes asking. And as we’ve told you, we’re in a hurry. I’ve shown you directions and typed in the search on your phone’s map, so all you need to do is follow it.” Mozu then paused thoughtfully. “Unless you’re incapable?”

The glare of the sun further emphasized the sheen of sweat on the man’s face, and his expression looked like he was a raging bull about to charge. Teuta didn’t need to guess that Mozu was his giant, waving, red flag. Except he probably didn’t notice that the flag he was waving was red, and that his opponent was more bull than man. 

“Mozu!” She tugged on his arm, “I’m a little thirsty. Can we get a drink on the way to Joneses'?” She tried to become the pure, ultimate embodiment of charm and endearing, words Mozu once used when discussing the history of cat domestication and its impact on nomadic lifestyle. She couldn’t catch a rat if she tried—but she had green eyes, and Luka always told her they were pretty. That had to count, right?

“Sure, in a moment.” Mozu turned his attention back to the man.

Pretty like weed and just as easy to ignore, I guess.

Unexpectedly, he slipped his hand in hers, and his tone took on a finality that she had only heard when telling off Crow and Shu on wasting takeout food. A smile sneaked its way onto her face. Go get ‘im, Mozu!

“We’ve done all we can to help. If you really insist on having us guide you, you can follow us to our destination and we’ll stop by the police department. One of the officers can assist.”

“Ha! Forget it. You New Sieg folk are all the same. I’ll find my way to the police department myself, and when I do, I’ll complain about how unfriendly this place is to tourists.” He sneered condescendingly, and leaned to look Mozu in the eyes with a stare she didn’t appreciate. “Give me a name to pin this down to.”

“Crow Miller,” said Mozu with no hesitation.

Teuta wanted to laugh so hard she thought she was going to throw up. 

“Weak-ass name for a weak-ass guy. Figures. You’ll see what’s coming to you soon!”

Oh my GOD—

“Okay,” Mozu said easily as the man sauntered off, and if she could, she would make ice cubes with his breezy tone for a hot summer day. Or, right now. They were out of the house by 1 P.M., and it was 1:45 P.M.! And here they were still, ice cream-less. Mozu gave her hand a squeeze and turned her way. His voice gentled, taking a far more ‘considerable volume for what constitutes asking’. “Are you alright? I’m sorry we got stuck here for so long.”

“It’s fine, it was funny to watch. I was just hoping he wouldn’t punch you.”

“Punch me?” 

“Yeah. When you asked him if he couldn’t even follow directions, I was sure he was gonna start swinging.” She flashed him a toothy grin. “Don’t worry though! Shu started giving me tips on self defense. I know what to do if he tries something!” For good measure, she even made a show of some moves with her fists.

“What did he teach you?”

“Go for the eyes, then balls.”

“So why the fist?”

“Uh… finisher move, I guess?”

“But it’s self defense. Isn’t that what you said?”

“It’s just for bonus points. Like that game Crow always plays!”

“I see,” he nodded solemnly, and she wasn’t sure what he did see. But damn if that didn’t make him all the more lovable to her! “So that’s how he took it. I was just asking if he couldn’t follow directions because I get lost sometimes too. The lines on the map and colors make it hard to see if I’m cycling the right way.”

“Makes sense,” Teuta hummed, leading the way to Trader Joneses’. I hope there’s still some left. “But with the way you say it, Mozu, an innocent question sounds like a comeback. It’s kinda funny.”

He frowned slightly, deep in thought. “...I see.”

***

“By the way,” Limbo mumbled through a mouthful of ham sandwich, “Don’t think it needs to be said since you guys probably know better, but be careful going out. There’s been this ongoing schtick where some guys ask for directions and then mug you at the spot.” After swallowing, he said: “Not that this would affect Crow in any way. For people with jobs, it’s important.”

“Hey! I do have a job! Anima, tell ‘em!”

Schedule: Clear, rang Anima’s voice throughout the house, with much more clarity Crow probably wanted. Teuta couldn’t stifle a snort. 

Ignoring Crow, Helvetica chimed in: “I’ll be fine, but Mozu, didn’t you say you had overtime recently? Will you be alright?” Her arm shot up in the air quicker than her mouth had words to formulate for it. “It’s cool! I’ll be around.” Honestly, it was pretty hard getting alone time with Mozu recently. They could have a bite before going home and catch up, and the timing was opportune…! Well, not for the ones that got mugged, that is. Her condolences, and all that, but she wanted to talk to her boyfriend!

“Honestly, if one of you gets mugged, you’d deserve it.” Shu said after beating Crow in a game, patting his back with a there there. “You all live with criminals and you don’t know how to tell if something’s up? Embarrassing.” 

“I think we actually had someone pull that over us while we were on our way to get ice cream. Right, Mozu?”

“Mm, yeah.” Mozu took a pair of tongs and served the finished spaghetti into a large bowl. “He threatened to complain about us to the police if we didn’t comply.”

“What?!” The ever-easily-shocked-despite-being-legally-dead Crow turned from the TV with his eyes wide like saucers. “Isn’t that like, bad? Did anything else happen?”

“No. And it wasn’t a threat to us anyways. We used your name, Crow.” Mozu laid down the plates in one stack and put down forks on the counter. “Come eat, everyone. Before it gets cold.”

“Why’d you use my name, out of all things? This should go into the Respect Jar!” “Mozu never insulted you though, dude.” Shu slithered into a chair, and Teuta still cringed at his posture to this day. He’d be a great Hunchback of Notre Dame if they ever needed someone who was tall. “And ‘sides, what’s it called. The bad boy effect, or whatever? Having a record might get you a girlfriend.”

Helvetica sat at the opposite end of the counter, elegantly twisting his spaghetti onto his plate. “Not that it matters. He’d have to get out of the house for anyone to know he has a criminal record.”

“Rather than Crow, you shoulda seen Mozu talking! He pretty much dunked the guy like a biscuit.” Yeah, so what if she was bragging! Her boyfriend was as cool as a cucumber, and everyone deserved to know.

“Tsk tsk tsk, Mozu. I thought you were the civilized one. I’m the one supposed to be dunking people with words.” Despite finishing his sandwich, Limbo shamelessly found himself around the big plate of spaghetti. I guess it’s for his growth? But he’s twenty seven…

“...It was nothing. Just a misunderstanding.” Mozu nudged a plate of spaghetti her way, voice quieter than before. “Eat up.”

***

“This biodegradable straw is too effective,” Mozu frowned, looking at his now disintegrating straw that he used only seconds ago. “I don’t see the point.”

“Want me to get the ones they use for coffee? Those ones are plastic, but they’re a bit smaller.”

“It’s fine.” With a stare that could passably be called judgemental, he looked at the plate of cake in front of her. Two plates of cake, in fact. “Are you sure you’ll be able to finish that?”

“It’s fine, it’s fine! I was hungry.” She spooned a luxurious and sweet-salty bite of caramel cake into her mouth. “Plus, they’re two different flavors. They taste different, so if I ever get sick, I just need to switch plates.”

Even though Mozu did work overtime, he was sometimes too taxed to do anything but rest at home after work. Today happened to be a lucky day, and so Teuta proposed a bite at Harry and Keith’s for a recharge. Mozu for his energy, and her for her Mozu-battery. No matter how many cakes it would take, she would order as much cake as she needed to extend the date as long as she could. Her stomach would just have to suck it up.

Although silences with Mozu were often the comforting kind, Teuta felt like something was amiss. After swallowing another hearty spoonful of now cookies-and-cream cake, she spoke: “Mozu, do you have something on your mind?”

“Yeah, but I don’t know how to say it,” he said, and let out a rare, small sigh. “Teuta, do you ever feel like I’m putting you in danger?”

She bit back a No, never, from barely rolling off her tongue. Mozu looks… “Not at all. It’s the opposite. You’re the one that’s helped me out of danger so many times, Mozu.”

They would occasionally meet up with Ivy now and then and catch up—as friends, but also as adults. She’d been around the Fixers (and was one of them, now) for some time, and although she never got direct contact with anything close to a dead body, there were still memories of past events that crept up in nightmares when sleep was elusive. How worse would it have been for a teenager?

“I know I’m different from other people, but I’ve never considered that a bad thing. I don’t dislike who I am, and I’ve never done or said anything I didn’t want to. I think that’s important. But I realized that it could be dangerous for you if I continue doing things the way I’m used to.” As if he’d tasted something bitter, his expression tightened slightly. “Just like with that guy that tried to mug us, and… Troy. What if I say the wrong thing unintentionally and put you in harms’ way?”

“Mozu, you’re smart.” She didn’t even need to think before saying that. “You know when we’re in a dangerous situation and when we’re not. I trust you.” Pausing, she put her hands on her hips as a triumphant show of don’t worry! “And if I think otherwise, I’ll let you know—two heads are better than one, after all!” 

“Still, if I had been more careful with my words…”

Teuta clanged her dessert spoon on her plate, bringing his attention directly to her. “Savoir faire. Do you know what it means?”

“No.”

“It means, uhh…” She scrambled for her phone in her bag, opening her notes app for her column ideas. “Ahem. It means ‘the instinctive knowledge of the right course of action in any circumstance, knowing just what to do and how to do it’. Mozu, do you think that’s a good thing?”

“Isn’t it obvious?” he blinked, and she grinned. 

“Nope! I actually think the opposite. To know just what to do, how to do it, for any problem, doesn’t that mean you need to know everything and have expertise for every subject? Do you think it’s reasonable for one person to know everything and always be the one to make the correct decisions?”

Although she knew he didn’t like to make assumptions about where she was leading him, there was a hint of a smile showing on his face. 

“You don’t need to be good at everything, or make all the hard decisions yourself. I’ll be here. And, if we fight about something…” She laughed fondly, “Well, don’t we have Ana for that?”

The bud of a smile on his lips bloomed into a flower, and she felt her heart soar. “You’re right.”

#bustafellows #bustafe #bustafellows teuta #teuta bridges #bustafellows mozu #mozu shepherd #mozu nile shepherd #gotta put some respect to his full name #anyways i think its neat when two characters are just so (clenches fists) accepting of one another that their acceptance leads to #natural growth and uplifting each other bc their lives .... are made better w the other in it #AUGHHHHHHHH #i do like me some mentally ill lil guys to shake like a snowglobe. but i would like to personally put mozu into my front pocket #and keep him safe and secure #i love writing mozu cus he has some struggles that i share and its fun to see how he tackles them #as well as how he solves his problems cus he's rlly logical + straightforward #OUGHHHH MY BELOVED #i esp loved his ummm 'speaking for myself is tiring enough but speaking for others? no thanks.' #SOOOOO TRUE KING. ITS THE ND URGE TO NOT WANT TO MISREPRESENT PPL UR SPEAKING FOR CUS #SO MANY THINGS CAN AFFECT YOUR MSG LIKE BODY LANGUAGE TONE WORD CHOICE GESTURES ETC #so true. but i loved how teuta responded to it too AUGJHHHH THEY R SO GOOD TOGETHER #my king and queen ... i love u both #okay thats it i think bye

[shinxeysartgallery]

Got reminded of a really old story arc I did over a decade ago for Cynthia's backstory and I'm thinking of redoing it a bit.

I remember in that arc, Cynthia befriended two ponies that were from the MLP universe, who helped her learn how to fly and use her magic. I remember it was a boy and a girl that were siblings. The boy was a pegasus named Clearwing and the girl was a unicorn, though I can't quite remember her name. It was either Peach [something] or [something] Peach; I just remember she had the word "Peach" in her name, but it wasn't her entire name.

I'm thinking of reviving those two, but making them Mobian ponies instead. 👀 I'm still very much behind on arc writing, so it'd likely be at least a few months before seeing anything with that, but man. Imagine "dying" for around a decade only to get revived later on with a brand new style and a revamp to your original arc? They're still prolly gonna be irrelevant outside of that arc and most likely not going to appear outside of it (unless it's like, a background appearance), but it might still be fun. :)

#random thoughts #shinxey's ocs #don't be surprised if you see them appear within the next week lmao #I just gotta try to remember Peach girl's full name #or I can just come up with something new I suppose #man why did I not write some of this stuff down ever #how am I supposed to remember shit from 2010 #younger me is a poopoo head #bitch should'a wrote her shit down lmao

[permafrown]

I have mixed feelings on novelist (it's complicated) but this accessory description. there;s something deeply wrong with him

#yikes.txt #i forgot the like full name of this accessory but it's crime scene something #he's like i gotta write my stupid gay little stories and kill ppl fr #obligatory omen i.dv post

[ineffable-gallimaufry]

i miss magic brian already /j

#i think that was the full name right i know it wasn't brian darling #i gotta stimulate my brain while writing by listening to guys talk about fantasy nerd shit

[dirkxcaliborn]

I hate my Intro to Animal Behavior class so much it’s unreal.

#gotta love professors who take subjects you're genuinely incredibly interested in #and proceed to be so fucking annoying about how they teach it #why am I being graded on how well I can name a SPECIFIC pop culture reference he has in mind to an animal behavior #why does he write in such an annoying fucking way #where his study guides and assignments are full of typos #and he leaves these vague ass casual comments on graded assignments #so many of the questions are basically asking you to read his mind and I can't stand it #this isn't an exercise in critical thinking and analysis of the presented material #it's an exercise in trying to think exactly like the professor in order to score points #fuck that #ughghgh every time I have to turn something in for that class I get so irrationally angry lol #on the bright side I have never actually met this man in my life and hopefully never have to

[statusquoergo]

A loud hissing sounds from a ways down the road. Diane opens her eyes just as a bus drives by, one of those big black ones with the padded seats. Sometimes they have television screens that fold out from the ceiling, she remembers that, but everyone has to watch the same thing and the movie is never very good.

Some guy walks out of the general store across the street, and she runs forward as though she might be able to catch the door before it falls shut behind him. She doesn't, of course. She didn't really think she would.

Apart from the young woman behind the counter, there doesn't seem to be anyone around. The shelf by the door is full of baking ingredients, flour and sugar and colored sprinkles and things, and Diane wanders toward the produce section like she does it all the time. What would be something good to take? Celery, maybe, a bunch with a lot of stalks she could eat one at a time. Or maybe carrots would be better, a whole bag of them that would last a while. Yeah, carrots would be better.

Picking up the biggest bag, pressing it to her chest, she zips her windbreaker up to her chin, lowering her head and folding her arms in front of her so the bag doesn’t fall out past her waist. The carrots are a little heavy, and her jacket doesn't fit exactly right.

The floor tiles sure are dirty.

The woman at the register is watching her. She feels it, her eyes on the back of her head. It'll be fine, though. She'll keep her head down and walk out the door fast, and she'll never come back in here, and everything will be fine.

Little buds of broccoli are stuck to her fingers. She shakes her hand and wipes it on her jeans.

The woman at the register is watching her.

“You really suck at this.”

She closes her eyes tight.

Well. Can you really say you're surprised?

“Take Nutella next time,” the woman says, “if you want something you can resell. Or peanut butter, if you need something that's gonna hold you over for a while. And don’t look so cagey.”

She shouldn't be listening to this. This is probably a trap. This woman is trying to set her up. Trying to make her look stupid. Trying to trick her into making a fool of herself.

“You wanna stick a can of beans in your pocket and sneak out the door while I check inventory?”

Diane unzips her windbreaker and puts the carrots back on the shelf.

“Make sure you take one with a pop top.”

Don't you pity me. Don't you tell me I'm not good enough to do it on my own.

Crossing her arms, she ducks her head down and walks past the flour and sugar and colored sprinkles and things, and shoves her shoulder into the front door.

Better luck next time.

#anna tries to be original #it's the same character #her full name has always been diane #i just changed her backstory a little so she doesn't need a nickname anymore #lol i forgot how hard it can be to write a story without any external engagement #it also doesn't help that i'm still hung up on my last fic #i love it so much i think about it literally every day #gotta move on! #that's easier said than done...