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#i'm going back and forth on this so much
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am i about to drop the mockumentary fic just to get encouragement to finish it/continue in this direction because i am weak? or will i finish it and then post it? only my depression and anxiety can tell us the answer. things are getting out of hand
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mayasdeluca · 24 days
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MAYA AND CARINA STATION 19: 7x04 'Trouble Man'
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elitadream · 5 months
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Guys, you gotta help me choose. Please. 😭🙇‍♀️
I want to share another Mareach piece for my next post, but I don't know which one to pick among the ones I've finished. Should I go with the fluffy and funny one first? The one that's more somber and bittersweet? The suggestive one?
I've been staring at my folder for a solid five minutes and still haven't reached a decision. 🤣
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yuriyuruandyuraart · 1 year
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For the requests, could we possibly get a cute lil Nighty (passive)?? :D
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happy tears(?)
nightmare belongs to jokublog
(requests still open! )
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robo-dino-puppy · 5 months
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pausing a moment before heading to barren light
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hephaestuscrew · 7 months
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I've been thinking again about Minkowski and Hera during the time when Eiffel was stranded on Lovelace's shuttle - about how Hera had gotten so used to monitoring Eiffel's wellbeing, and how Minkowski felt responsible for his safety, and how neither of them cope well with not knowing things they feel they ought to.
Perhaps one day Hera notices Minkowski reading the nutrition information on the back of the ration packs (the same kind as the ones that were on that shuttle). And Hera knows what Minkowski's doing, because she's been running the same calculations herself. Calories in one ration pack multiplied by number of ration packs on the shuttle, divide that by minimum calories required per day, add something on for the number of days survivable with no food at all...
Hera's got access to plenty of information about what the human body can survive, but there's too many variables here. How damaged is the shuttle? What's the temperature like? What's Eiffel's body weight? And there's too many horrible questions that Hera and Minkowski don't want to think about, and are unable to stop thinking about. How much will to live does Eiffel have? How long can a person hold onto hope in a situation like that?
Perhaps they each separately decide on an answer to their calculations, if only so they can pretend they know that he's currently still alive. But their mental countdowns tick down. And so maybe there comes a day when Hera glitches much more than usual. And maybe not long afterwards there comes a day when Minkowski can't seem to focus on anything at all. And maybe they talk about it, or maybe they don't. But either way, they both know that the other is thinking over the same question. And they are both hoping - more than anything - that the answer they've arrived at is incorrect. They are both hoping for an answer that seems impossible.
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gerrydelano · 7 days
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oh no. i'm writing the introduction to fantasy au lmao fuck
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bbaenghee · 18 days
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spaceratprodigy · 6 months
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they are chilling & enjoying their coffees after having a nice warm delicious soup. :3
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@hibernationsuit !!!!!!! 💖💕💖💕💖💕💖💕
I AM WEEPING LOOK AT HOW CUTE THEY ARE IMMMMM!!!!!! AAAAA!!!!! THEY DESERVE THE COZY WARM COMFORT FOODS!! FAITH/TOBY FRIENDSHIP HAS STOLEN MY ENTIRE HEART!! 💕💖🥺💖💕
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sometimes looking at like Self Help Strategies lists for the symptoms I'm having is always just like:
thing that I already do
thing I have tried 10 times
thing I already do
thing that I don't have the money to do
thing I already do
thing I've been doing since I was 10yrs old to no avail
thing that is impossible given my situation
thing that doesn't apply to me
thing that I already do
thing I have already tried
hrmm, oh wait, maybe finally- OH, yeah.. okay. thing that I already do but it was just phrased slightly differently
thing I have already done
#I think maybe productivity tips help less if the reason you're unproductive is partially like.. physcial health and other extenral things#out of your control. rather than just like having trouble paying attention or spending too much time on tiktok or whatever#all the strategic to do lists in the world are not going to somehow prevent me from waking up with a debilitating migraine or whatever#or having external stressors or lacking resources and connections or other Productivity Essentials etc.#especially many tips involve stuff like 'cut off from social media' since thats the modern day time waster for so many poeple#and it's like.. lol.. i can hardly even maintain a blog even thuogh i actively WANT TO DO SO. 'shut off your smart phone!' already#done babey i fucking hate smart phones i shall never use an app unless i am forced to. 'delete tiktok' yep. already covered. tiktok and#all of those thinsg are my enemies. 'save money by cancelling some of your services' cool. already ahead of you.#who the fuck is out here paying for like 10 different subscription services. pirated videos uploaded to google drive and youtube to mp3#my beloved. etc. etc. and so on. 'socialize less' .........LOL.. if only you knew.. mr.writer of the article. i can barely muster#talking to friends more than once a month and even less if I'm actively sick (often occurence) etc. etc. ... hewoo#I think maybe instead of generic productivity tips I need more like.. how to refocus and be productive anyway even if you have a headache#or are nauseous or etc. Not that those are always things to ignore. and of course you should let your body rest and etc. But plenty of peop#e have mild physical symptoms and just work through them. Ithink something about the way my body/mind is SOO hyper attuned to all#sensory information just makes it like... constantly 'GRR well I cant focus on WRITING right now because my lef#t ear feels weird and my socks are too itchy and my back has a strange pressure and I'm vaguely warm and my eye feels some ssort of#way it doesnt normally feel and I'm hyperaware of my breathing and also nauseous for no reason' and like half of those things I#think '''normal''' people wouldnt even notice or at least would be able to just live through. but for me it's like.. nealry impossible to i#gnore and soooo distracting always. like 'wahh.. nooo we can't draw or get anything done.. my legs feel slightly heavy or something!!'#like............. ok......... who cares. thats not even a PAIN sensation it's just something weird. but it's just like.. NO. constant#mental alerts about the 'heaviness' of your legs be upon ye. Though Imean like.. yes.. 70% of the time I am in genuine pain#or having some sort of actual ailment with trackable physical symptoms. but sometimes it's just like... we could totally be working right#now and ignoring this silly thing but my brain is fixated on it for no reason uncontrollably. etc. etc. I guess it's the same way that like#most people can go to a grocery store without the whole experience being so overwhelming and so much stuff going on at once#that they have to rest afterwards but like.. in my own HOME doing NOTHING i feel like I should be able to not get overwhelmed lol. ANYWAY#Rolling my bastard little rock up a dumbass hill and so on and so forth
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I wrote out this whole ode to Jay Ferin to accompany this piece of art I made of her and then I forgot to attach the art before posting. I am too tired to rewrite it. Just take the art.
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shatterstar · 28 days
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at least we have hows your honeymoon going. ohhhh did I hit a sore spot? at least theres this
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betty-bourgeoisie · 9 months
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I do appreciate uptight and formal Alfred, but I also need more Northwest Alfred who considers black jeans and cargo pants to be "dress pants", wears utilikilts to weddings, thinks a flannel is formal as long as it's buttoned all the way to the top, and who's biggest etiquette rules are that you should always have vegan options at a party, and that you should always share your weed with friends.
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magentagalaxies · 3 months
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get someone who looks at you the way scott thompson looks over at me while i'm filming behind the scenes for the buddy cole documentary
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devilsskettle · 1 month
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i hate that this website has location based ads now like it's one thing to promote the local grocery store chain to me but i am seeing ads for my workplace now :/
#stop it......#i don't want to go back but this is the last sick day i can reasonably take#i probably should've gone back today but i told them when i was still feeling worse that i wasn't coming in.......#ohhhh i dread going in tomorrow so much. i don't even dislike this job i just hate being somewhere everyday#each day feeling its meaninglessness...... my meaninglessness in the space.......... the repetition and redundancy#selling people who don't need to be there things that they don't need#standing all day long just fucking bored#hoping that enough has happened since i've been gone that people can fill me in#ugggh because it's soooo boring but stressful to have to generate conversation with the same people every day#when nothing new ever happens#and i get sick of everybody even the people that i like and i don't really think anybody likes me that much either#i guess i felt this when i worked there part time but because i only had to be there part time it wasn't this constant gnawing feeling#and they didn't have me in the shop all the time....... this schedule is fucking killing me#i walk there i stand all day and i walk home#that's one of the reasons i haven't come back in yet - i was so dizzy and nauseous that the idea of standing all day was like.#i obviously can't fucking do that even if i would otherwise feel well enough to come in#if i had a sitting job then it wouldn't matter if i was a little dizzy#but getting back and forth to work and then standing for 8 hours. even when i'm feeling well it's kind of a lot#idk i guess i'm pretty unhappy with this job and where i am in life etc but i can't quit rn because what else would i do#there's literally job of this type that is going to pay as well and have good benefits#and i'm not qualified yet for the type of work i hope to do in the future#so i just gotta wait it out but it feels like. endless.#sigh anyway i'm just lazy lol#all this is to say. stop putting ads for my workplace on my dash lol i don't need to see all that
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the-lonelybarricade · 10 months
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Just wanted to drop in and say I am counting the days until Elucien week bestie. I haven’t been very tumblr/discord active recently with family and work stuff, but you can bed AtRF AU Elucien is on my mind constantly.
May I have a little snippet if you’re willing? Also, please don’t feel obligated to answer this if you’ve been sharing a lot and I’ve just missed everything 😊
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Absolutely you can!! AtRF Elucien has been on my mind too, mostly because I'm scrambling so desperately to get this story finished in time and for some reason I'm making these chapters excessively long (because I hate myself or love you guys, it's debatable)
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Elain had not expected this. She had not expected the way his eyes fixed on her, watching her every step with an interest that did not match a man who had neglected to court his bride. He hadn’t inquired anything about her, she reminded herself as she felt heat rise over her cheeks.
“Haven’t seen my bride, have you?” he said to her, quietly, once she’d joined him at the altar.
The only one close enough to hear them was the clergyman, an elderly man who slotted his eyes between them curiously but otherwise did not comment. He had been present to verify her purity just a few nights prior, and the memory of that humiliation sharpened the anxiety and anger she’d been struggling to push down.
She sniped, “There were no mirrors in that garden as far as I recall.”
Lucien laughed under his breath. “And you hardly know her?”
“I know only who she's been told she must pretend to be,” Elain said, raising her chin in the stubborn way she’d seen from her sisters a thousand times before. “I know nothing of the girl beyond the pretense.”
“I know she likes to dress up as a servant and act discourteously towards foreign royalty.”
“I did not know you were royalty,” she protested. Then with narrowed eyes and all the poison she could muster standing this close to the clergyman, she said, “Perhaps I was distracted by how inconsolable you were at the news of your missing bride.”
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