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innerlandlight · 22 days
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⚠️DO NOT COPY!!
Okay so, this goes to the character that deserved better. The author did her dirty and that evil author didn't gave her, her own book
Maya's diary
Dear diary,
Today is my and Mia's birthday. We usually have a big party for our birthday but this time, there's no party. Its been 3 months since Pratt came and revealed what happened with Mia's kidnapping and now Mia cut ties with me, well not completely but I think she would completely cut me off after some time. So to prevent that I would decorate her locker. I've got all the supplies for doing that. I hope she atleast talks to me.
So, it didn't work, she tore off the decorations and walked away with her new friends. She is friends with the elites now. She hangs out with Annika and her friends. I told mom about it, she told me to give her space. Mia says that I hated Landon because if they both started dating, then I wouldn't be able to control Mia. THATS NOT TRUE!!!! I hated Landon because of what he did to Killian and Niko. Mia says that I didn't care for her, Landon did and that I stayed with her because of guilt. Yes, it was guilt but I cared for her. I wanted to protect her from Pratt. That's why I followed her rules. She controlled me, if I didn't do things according to her she would punish me and her punishments were worse. I don't know how to tell everyone that I was abused by Pratt. I guess I should not tell them because they will think that I am doing all this for sympathy. They will think that I am playing the victim card and they'll hate me. I don't want that. I hope everything will be alright. I hope everyone will love me.
Ps: This is my first time writing. I hope it's good 🥹
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goldenbear228 · 1 year
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Agon zero clue on what I do...
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Anyways do note I 1.have zero memory of where I was going with this and 2.I am and was tired also this was supposed to be a thing to get to start with writing and then this (and multiple time it shows and I am dumb I cant English I’m sorry) ok onto the fic... thing
Cyno:”Nari are ya here?” He called out wondering where his boyfriend ran to
Tighnari:”OVER HERE!” He responded tail swishing with the wind as his friend ran out from where he stood to find him.
Cyno:”Where?” He asked ‘the heck where’d he go off to now?’
He thought, but before he could even say anything the forest ranger pounced on him almost knocking him to the ground.
Tighnari:”Hehe got ya!” ‘of course he would he always does’ the he thought to himself Cyno:”Tighnari...” he said with a stern yet playful look across his face Cyno:”Why, why do you ALWAYS feel the need to do that, we could have gotten hurt.”
He knew they wouldn’t but it was every time they met up, Tighnari just stared at him while thinking to himself, Cyno didn’t mind that but at times it got to him.
Tighnari started to turn his head to stare a little to the side while shushing him at the same time like he saw something his tail was swishing still, so the Cyno turned around to take a look as soon as he did he realized “its a trap”, he was already on the ground with his boyfriend on top of his hips.
Cyno:”TIGHNARI!”he yelled “Get off me!” He said as he tried shoving him off but it was no use as Tighnari’s tail was already at his underarm swishing back and forth causing him to slam his arm down.
Tighnari:”SHHH-aww its already run off i blame you, for laughing out of nowhere, you scared it away” he said with fake sadness to his voice
Cyno:”Y-Yohohour fa-fahahatl for ti-tihicklihing meheh!” he said unable to control his laughter as his friend had already put his hands to his side’s wiggling his fingers as they go. Tighnari:”yeah but YOU-“ he said with mock anger “could TRY to be a little more quiet” pouting playfully as he poked and prodded Cyno’s belly.
Cyno tried removing his boyfriend’s hands but his tail moved to his lower ribs causing him to squeak out in surprise
Tighnari:”wow didn’t know it was this bad hehe~”
I got lazy so it ends here (also I remembered ‘how u write crap again?’)
I did my best with this also this is why i don’t write stuff
(Boyfriends go have tea later) mmmmmm microwave
It’s currently 1:43am
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not to be stardewposting again but
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Elliott can't fucking say this shit when I'm dressed like THIS
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What made him see me leave the house and kiss him looking like THIS
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WITH THE JINGLING BOOTS. and decided "Yes, his courting plumage is immaculate. I must bed him immediately."
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hhhhunty · 26 days
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How funny that she never considered that.
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livelaughmegatron · 6 months
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Both Sides of One
By livelaughmegatron
The sound of a loud rumbling snore was the first thing he heard. Next was the feeling of being moved up and down while surrounded by something warm, soft and ticklish against his face. Megatronum opened his red eyes groggy from sleep. Stretching his body on what stirred him awake, he looked at his surroundings and like every morning he woke, it was with the sound of his father’s snoring and the warm tickling fur of the massive giant he was laying on.
Megatron was deep asleep on his back in the shadowy cave. He had dark purple fur, red eyes, large curved horns on his head and down his cheeks like a crown , a tail with a sharp blade like tip and massive bat like wings strong enough to fly through any storm. His shoulders also had spikes protruding out and three scars going down the middle of his face. This beast of fear and power was the leader of the Decepticon colony and unknown to anyone outside the colony, was Megatronum’s father. Megatronum was a lot like his father with the same crown head shape, though his horns haven’t grow out fully yet so he only had small ones. He was dark purple like him too with the same wings and tail only his tail had other blades going down it and he also had patches of red on his legs, arms, and wings. Where his father had over five spikes on his shoulders Megatronum had only two small ones on each side. Last of all what he had different from his father and almost ever other cybertronian was a purple glowing diamond on his chest, hands, and forehead.
Megatronum sat up rubbing his eyes awake. He struggled and wiggles out of his fathers arms and fell back and rolled down and onto the ground with a “oof”. He rubbed his rear and as swiftly as possible before his father woke up and tried to make him sleep in like all the other adults, he ran out the cave and through the rest of the cavern, tumbling over the rest of the decepticons and out the entrance to the outside.
Outside the cave was a mountain side view with deep large forest with metallic vegetation and a large flowing river of energon. Megatronum stretched one more time in the sunlight and stood back up. He was just deciding on which path down the cave entrance to take down and what he wanted to do today before two small masses of red and purple fur ran straight into him.
Megatronum: “ H-HEY!! WHAT IN THE-?!”
Rumble and Frenzy both smile Innocently.
Both Rumble and Frenzy: “ hehe..oops..”
Megatronum rolled his eyes and pushed them off of him, dusti his fur off.
Rumble: “ heya little boss, ye weren’t just gonna leave without us were ya?..”
Megatronum sighed: “ not like I have the choice apparently…”
Frenzy snickered getting a loud smack from Rumble.
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spaceshipkat · 2 years
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congratulations! you’re now a pirate. your seventh most recent emoji is the symbol on your flag. mine is ™️
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wardingshout · 4 months
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Zelda goes mushroom girl
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belovedvenom · 3 months
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got the urge to do the 'orange peel theory' trend with rafe "can you peel this for me?" 
rafe laying on your bed, just minding his business when you come holding an orange next to his face. he doesn't even spare you a glance before muttering "no" concentrating on finishing whatever business he's doing on his phone.
"rafe" you whine, bottom lip pouted. "please?" 
"you're perfectly capable of doing it yourself" “but my nails.. i just got them done, i don’t want to ruin them” his right eye twitches as he ignores you, being his usual grumpy ole self. you huff and attempt to peel the orange yourself, trying to use the pads of your fingers instead of your nails. you don’t notice the side eye he's giving you. tongue in cheek, as he watches you struggle, but just before you can throw a fit, it’s aggressively snatched from your hands making you jump a bit. he sits on the edge of your bed and starts to peel it for you. “thank you rafey” you smile sweetly. "yeah yeah -just need me to do everything for you huh baby” letting out a low chuckle. he finishes and tosses the peel in the trash and hands you the oranges but not before eating a couple making you whine. he tugs you by the hair, bringing your face down to his. “are there any other problems you want me to solve for you?” staring at him with big lovey dovey doe eyes, bottom lip tucked in between your teeth as you shake your head ‘no’. his lips press flat as he hums, tilting his head a bit “a’ight now” lips hovering over yours, he calls you a spoilt brat before puling you into a deep kiss. 
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forgettable-au · 5 months
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Sans do you ever feel that something might be missing?
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Maybe he felt like that at some point, maybe for a long time. In the present, I think he's made some kind of peace with it.
Also, I really like the ask blog format, but I don't really mean this to be an ask blog.
So when writing questions, try to refer them to me instead of the characters. That way, they don't have to break the fourth wall lmao. I really wanted to answer this one tho
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westywallowing · 3 months
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my favorite scene redraw from S5E13: "Migration"
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writeouswriter · 1 year
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My followers: And is this “writing” you’ve been “working on” in the room with us right now?
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markscherz · 7 months
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Bad Newts: Amphibians are in Serious Trouble
My colleagues and I have just had a paper published in Nature, based on our efforts to assess almost all amphibian species for the IUCN Red Lists. The major takeaway messages:
It is a bad time to be an amphibian
Two fifths of all amphibians are threatened with extinction.
Salamanders are the most threatened group; three fifths of all salamanders are threatened with extinction!
Climate change is a major driver of amphibian declines globally
Habitat loss, especially due to agriculture, is a problem for the vast majority of amphibians
Chytrid pandemics have caused and continue to cause catastrophic declines of both salamanders and frogs
Protected areas and careful management are working as strategies! They are actively improving the outlook of some species
As many as 222 amphibian species may have gone extinct in recent times; of those, 185 are suspected extinct but not yet confirmed.
Our paper is Open Access, you can read it here!
Photo of Atelopus hoogmoedi by Jaime Culebras, used with permission
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sttoru · 15 days
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jjk smau with older bf!gojo… thinking…
𝝑𝑒 [JJK SMAU]: day-to-day text messages with older bf!satoru
tags. older bf!satoru x uni student!female reader. age gap (reader early 20’s, satoru early 30’s). he’s more mature. fluff. suggestive. nicknames ‘princess, baby, sweets/sweetheart’
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seawaveleo · 2 months
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enjoying season 10 immensely
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inkskinned · 3 months
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crows use tools and like to slide down snowy hills. today we saw a goose with a hurt foot who was kept safe by his flock - before taking off, they waited for him to catch up. there are colors only butterflies see. reindeer are matriarchical. cows have best friends and 4 stomachs and like jazz music. i watched a video recently of an octopus making himself a door out of a coconut shell.
i am a little soft, okay. but sometimes i can't talk either. the world is like fractal light to me, and passes through my skin in tendrils. i feel certain small things like a catapult; i skirt around the big things and somehow arrive in crisis without ever realizing i'm in pain.
in 5th grade we read The Curious Incident of the Dog In The Night-time, which is about a young autistic boy. it is how they introduced us to empathy about neurotypes, which was well-timed: around 10 years old was when i started having my life fully ruined by symptoms. people started noticing.
i wonder if birds can tell if another bird is odd. like the phrase odd duck. i have to believe that all odd ducks are still very much loved by the other normal ducks. i have to believe that, or i will cry.
i remember my 5th grade teacher holding the curious incident up, dazzled by the language written by someone who is neurotypical. my teacher said: "sometimes i want to cut open their mind to know exactly how autistics are thinking. it's just so different! they must see the world so strangely!" later, at 22, in my education classes, we were taught to say a person with autism or a person on the spectrum or neurodivergent. i actually personally kind of like person-first language - it implies the other person is trying to protect me from myself. i know they had to teach themselves that pattern of speech, is all, and it shows they're at least trying. and i was a person first, even if i wasn't good at it.
plants learn information. they must encode data somehow, but where would they store it? when you cut open a sapling, you cannot find the how they think - if they "think" at all. they learn, but do not think. i want to paint that process - i think it would be mostly purple and blue.
the book was not about me, it was about a young boy. his life was patterned into a different set of categories. he did not cry about the tag on his shirt. i remember reading it and saying to myself: i am wrong, and broken, but it isn't in this way. something else is wrong with me instead. later, in that same person-first education class, my teacher would bring up the curious incident and mention that it is now widely panned as being inaccurate and stereotypical. she frowned and said we might not know how a person with autism thinks, but it is unlikely to be expressed in that way. this book was written with the best intentions by a special-ed teacher, but there's some debate as to if somebody who was on the spectrum would be even able to write something like this.
we might not understand it, but crows and ravens have developed their own language. this is also true of whales, dolphins, and many other species. i do not know how a crow thinks, but we do know they can problem solve. (is "thinking" equal to "problem solving"? or is "thinking" data processing? data management?) i do not know how my dog thinks, either, but we "talk" all the same - i know what he is asking for, even if he only asks once.
i am not a dolphin or reindeer or a dog in the nighttime, but i am an odd duck. in the ugly duckling, she grows up and comes home and is beautiful and finds her soulmate. all that ugliness she experienced lives in downy feathers inside of her, staining everything a muted grey. she is beautiful eventually, though, so she is loved. they do not want to cut her open to see how she thinks.
a while ago i got into an argument with a classmate about that weird sia music video about autism. my classmate said she thought it was good to raise awareness. i told her they should have just hired someone else to do it. she said it's not fair to an autistic person to expect them to be able to handle that kind of a thing.
today i saw a goose, and he was limping. i want to be loved like a flock loves a wounded creature: the phrase taken under a wing. which is to say i have always known i am not normal. desperate, mewling - i want to be loved beyond words.
loved beyond thinking.
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ejsuperstar · 22 days
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Imagine you live in pelican town. The new farmer has been here a couple weeks now and seems to be settling in, except... He's picking the weirdest friend choices. Like sure it's not weird to befriend the local fisherman, especially when he has an interest in fishing himself, but you're pretty sure you've seen him rooting through the Saloon's garbage with the local homeless man. As well, he keeps harassing the poor guy who works at Joja even though you KNOW he doesn't want to be friends with him.
And since you're on the topic of weirdness, isn't it odd he seemingly runs everywhere at a full sprint? Or just... Eats entire raw fish while fishing for "energy reasons"...
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Despite all that, it's too early to call him off putting or anything... He has been engaging in town traditions, and he's started helping out with the old community centre. He's probably like the rest of you. Someone with a few quirks, that will fit in with the valley great!
Surely he can't get any weirder... Right?
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