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dykealloy · 5 months
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lotuslate · 1 year
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ushering the new year with Hanguang-jun 🐇
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lispenardst · 3 months
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strangers - ethel cain
the ft x ethel cain edit that nobody asked for but i was compelled to make anyway
(oh also ethel cain wrote the entirety of preacher’s daughter about tim laughlin it’s a fact)
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lowpolyanimals · 8 months
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welcome to lowpolyanimals 2.0!
welcome to the blog all about showcasing the crunchiest critters around!
submissions are currently: OPEN
note: please limit submissions to one per person per day for now
keep an eye on this pinned post for submission status and updates!
check out the search function to look for low poly animal models of your favourite animal species or for creatures from you favourite games and media. Or perhaps you have something not yet featured and want to show it off for all to see? well give em here and submit them already so we can get to basking in their glory!
if you have any questions, check out the F.A.Q. or send me an ask if it's not already been covered and I'll get my little rat hands on it!
How this blog works now
Submit an image of a low poly animal and let me know where it's from and I will post it to this blog as soon as reasonbly possible (a day or two)! You can also request specific models from certain media by sending me an ask, just tell me the name of the creature and where it's from and I'll do my best to find it!
How this differs from before
If you are a beloved frequenter of this blog, you may remember that I used to run this blog posting submissions in chronological order and submissions were always open. Unfortunately, due to the sheer volume of submissions, it took a long time from submission date to posting date and thus led to a huge backlog of submissions that evenutally became unmanageable :( To get the blog running smoothly again and to make managing it easier for me, I have had to park the backlog for now. I will clear the backlog eventually but it's going to take some time!
From now on I will be prioritising immediate submissions in order to keep wait times down. If you have submitted a post in the last 18 months and it has not been featured, please feel free to submit it again in order for it to be posted sooner. I will also open and close submissions as needed in order to stay on top.
As always, thank you all for making this blog such a joy to run. I will do my best to keep it going for as long as possible for us all to enjoy!
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notavalidblognamebut · 3 months
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We're getting fed good
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cursedvibes · 2 months
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First Angel is being relegated to a can opener for Gojo and convenient exposition dump and now she has to give away her cursed technique to this dipshit. All because losing an arm makes her and Hana apparently completely useless. Angel reincarnated after 1000 years to kill Sukuna once and for all. When she saw him the first time she immediately started chanting to prepare her most powerful attack and the only thing that held her back was Hana's consciousness. But now she's just fine with some random teenager finishing the job for her?? Where is the hate? Where is the promise to butcher the Fallen One? Her connection with Sukuna goes way deeper than any animosity Yuuta might have for him, so why the fuck is this guy here?
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shiftylinguini · 7 months
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Fuck I Can't Write Crisis Pack:
@phoebe-delia asked in response to this fun lil ask game:
Do you have any advice for getting out of a slump/getting writing confidence back? . (for the ask anything) Do you have any advice for getting out of a slump/getting writing confidence back?
Now THIS. This is a good question, and something that is very much on my mind and has been for a while, as I am currently absolutely in the midst of this and trying to army crawl my way out. I don't have any magic bullets (is that the saying? idk) but I have been here before and i do have a small arsenal of tips or methods that I find can help me. 
Here is my Fuck I Can't Write Crisis Pack (In no particular order):
Write anything 
This is hardly groundbreaking advice, and it's also the hardest thing to actually do (imo) so do not beat yourself up if it takes a while to get to this. Basically, write ANYTHING―it can be aimless, it can be pointless, it can be crap (crap is subjective!! don't let the brain gremlins win!!). 
Don't think about posting it, don't worry about anyone else ever reading it, just fling a few words onto a page and feel the rusty faucet turn on, proving to yourself that it still works. 
Try and sus out what it is that's blocking you 
Again this one is hard and annoying but functional. Once you can put your finger on the particular reason you're staring at a flashing black line on a blank page it can help you kick that reason off your lawn and into the bin. 
And then, take it out of the bin and be kind to yourself about whatever that reason is. Maybe you feel shit because you're comparing yourself to others, your last fic felt like a lead balloon, you can't muster enthusiasm for what you once loved doing and fear that it's gone forever, you're projecting in a Tumblr post―whatever it is, it's something all the writers you admire and aspire to be like have felt, and been annoyed with themselves for, and so you can wrap it up in a blanket and put it on a shelf and be kind to it so it, (respectfully) shuts the fuck up. 
(and remember, everyone feels insecure about their stuff. Like literally everyone, at some stage, feels like their stuff is rubbish)
Cheat on your OTP 
Okay this one might not work for everyone, but it really does for me lol. Ruts (not the sexy kind) can often come with not wanting to engage in my usual ships, being annoyed by my lack of ability to fucking write them/anything/all my ideas taste like cardboard/bleh, and stepping out on them and reading something new can snap me out of it. Just, an injection of new ideas or scenarios or words or even just a little reprieve from being fed up with myself, which ideally, is why we're all here anyway. 
(And then I come crawling back, and am welcomed with open arms haha)
In a similar vein:
Engage in media 
This subtitle is genuinely terrible, i am sorry, LMAO, but essentially: find a piece of media that makes you go "oh, helLO sailor", unhinge your jaw like a snake, and consume it whole. 
Let it nourish you, inspire you, excite you, making you feel SOMETHING, and then take that and think "fuck, what if i wrote bleepbloopblarp" and even if you write nary a single word, you've thought about it and that fucking counts. 
It might be an album, a book, a song, a show, gifs of a hot person, the wikipedia summary of a movie, literally anything counts here if it makes you feel a twinge of creativity. 
Ask yourself, what would Astolat do? 
No for real. @candybarrnerd and I genuinely use this haha.  
Worried your idea is stupid? Astolat would say write it. 
Worried it's too weird? Nah, just write it. 
It's dumb and no one will read it? Just write it for you *waggles eyebrows* (and then find out that yeah, nah, someone else will absolutely read this and be real fucking happy about it haha.)
Worried you're a one trick pony and have already written this fic before, like, and not even once before, and also you're projecting again in Tumblr post? WRITE IT AGAIN! As Astolat once said, "it's a fic so nice, I wrote it thrice". 
It's good advice. 
Make a friend or lean hard on the ones you have here
Misery loves company because it knows they'll come out of this together :). I know, I know, that's fucking NAFF, but fandom is all about finding like-minded freaks and blowing up their DMs because you saw a gif and now feel a kind of ways about it. 
And lastly: 
FUCK STATS! 
I mean I love stats (yay validation!), but god can they make you feel like a worthless shit (hey where did my validation go :((( ). It can be really insidious, so piss that right off when it starts to fuck with your confidence or outlook on your own writing.
Hopefully there is something useful here, even if it's just looking at this advice and thinking "no that's shit, it's writing POISON" cos then you can maybe do the version you think is NOT shit, and that might work. 
Good luck, fellow travelers!!
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emotionaldisaster909 · 5 months
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did i mention that i love pinterest?
because it has images like this
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and it captures my whole personality
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krug3r2312 · 1 year
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Merlin whenever he gets back from saving Arthur’s life and the lives of Camelot’s citizens yet again only to find out Gaius used the tavern excuse again:
I am disgusted, I am revolted, I’ve dedicated my entire life to keeping this kingdom and its prince from certain death, and this is the thanks I get?
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whewchilly · 7 months
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silverlininghills · 2 months
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join the tumblr clique today!
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justalittleguest · 17 days
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Did Jesus died the day he saw a trans person
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lotuslate · 2 years
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he smile‼️‼️‼️
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night-eyes1 · 1 year
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Rian Johnson:
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Because the bedsheet ask was so random, I have another random ask…
When you wash cups, do you let them air dry or dry them with a towel…
How did 2024 get me to this point?
Now, listen up, maggots. Picture this:
There you are, posed in front of the sink (no dishwashers please, I'm too broke to know how dishwashers work, I've only read about them in Drarry fanfics). You stand there, and wipe the sweat from your forehead with the back of your hand.
Your cup, that you drank tea from but it was actually spiked with alcohol because your third cousin gossiped about your sister's husband to her mother-in-law and you're the go-between, is in your hand. You have just washed it.
The drops of water glisten in the noon sun. You wonder, briefly, why adulthood has you drinking before 1 pm. Then you brush that thought away like you did your sweat. Some things are best ignored.
What is important is the cup. You look at it, so wet and glistening and ready for you, and you wonder how to do it justice. Should you take the towel and gently rub it until it's dry and clean? Surely you should! You look around for the towel.
There hangs the towel, on the hook by the sink. It is coarse, and off-white, like eggified precome. Have you been reading too much fanfiction? No. Anyway, you reach for the towel, but pause midway.
The towel has been hanging there, moist from the last rubbing, fermented with bacteria and protozoans that yearn to feel its wetness and consume it. The fungi have not arrived yet, you take care to wash the towel enough for that. Or do you?
You hesitate, you do not remember the last time you washed the towel. Aftercare is a lost art, fading away like handweaving and ironworking and the knowledge that crumbled in Alexandria.
You look down at your darling cup, cradling so trustingly in the palm of your hand, still wet but not so much anymore, warming in the sunlight.
No, you decide. You will not sully your cup. You lay it aside to airdry, and cast one lingering glance at it before walking away.
The towel still remains on the hook, hanged for its crimes, left to its fate. Always to clean, never to be cleaned.
You have made the right choice. The cup will be pristine. The towel wilts in the noon sun, before hardening like plaster. A statue, a work of permanence, the mortification of the filth in flesh that the first ascetic Christians who settled in Ancient Rome preached.
All is well.
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doodlejoops · 8 months
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Merely a sample of my favourite Crowley’s, because of course she is perfect in all forms yes including muttonchops.
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