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andy-clutterbuck · 1 year
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ichgakr01270910 · 5 days
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so ikevil people
please help me with your abundant knowledge for this games
I'm only in chap 14 and yet it alrd made me wanna cry when he left
william u bastard
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sunnysplashofpaint · 5 months
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Currently trying to decide if I want to draw the amazing digital circus performers as actual (human) performers in a circus or if I want to draw matpat stealing a pizza oven from the fnaf movie pizzaria for my imaginative drawing assignment
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aster1sque · 8 months
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Why is trying to figure out a characters voice so difficult?
i’m currently trying to write this fic with regulus as the most prominent main character and for some reason, i simply cannot figure out how he interacts/ talks?!?!
i don’t know if maybe it’s because it’s an au and his backstory is different or because his character is so complex or because the characters he’s interacting with aren’t like anyone he’d usually communicate with but i cannot figure him out.
i’ve read some stuff where i really liked his characterisation/ it’s very similar to how i imagined him but when i try to write it down myself, it doesn’t sound right? like i know (at least in this fic) he’s broody and pretty quite, sarcastic at times where he isn’t shitting himself with fear of being killed, but he just sounds too synthetic when i write him.
his character sounds too much like an author wrote him and not like he wrote it, if that makes any sense at all?
usually when i’m writing, it’s like the character is writing themselves. their thoughts and responses are whispered in my ear going “i’d say this” or “i’d do that” or “this is what i think” but regulus just seems to be dead (haha) silent. i’ve got his emotions and his thought processes (or at least most of it) but his speech? clueless and it’s annoying me because i just want to writeeee
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horny-cryptidslut · 2 months
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Anyone interested in chatting while I fuck myself stupid with my dildo? I’m just a dumb little puppy, I need someone to tell how to make myself feel good.
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kittytangofoxtrot · 5 months
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UGH YES DADDY
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licncourt · 1 year
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glo-katt84 · 9 months
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Hey I'm still doing art requests
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salparadiselost · 2 years
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Y'all: Which fic should I update tonight?
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mmeveronica · 2 years
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Okay I got two ideas for enchanters for my DnD game, but I need your help deciding between them!
My first idea is a giant sentient telepathic telekinetic snail that just lazes around in some noble's garden munching on leaves and sucking on their crystal ball. A very laid back hippie stoner sort of type.
My second idea is a pair of crazy lesbian tieflings that have a habit of exploding things in bright colours and fire and ice and electricity and sell enchanted items alongside their abstract art.
Which should I use?
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hannahlily · 2 years
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Should I do something for 50 followers? i feel like i should do something of 50 followers. Im only 8 away! Any suggestions? i might just do a seven day posting challenge. A different fandom each day? That could be fun.
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premierweird · 2 months
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ickypuppi3 · 1 year
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cemeterything · 4 months
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luckycloverforducks · 9 months
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hello LGBTQ diy and possibly?? punk community
i wanna bleach stars on this thing how do i do it and make it look good any and all suggestions are very welcome ty xx
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inkskinned · 2 years
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kids remind me, often, of the things i've taught myself out of.
i have a big dog. he looks like a deer. he is taller than most young children. while we were on a trail the other day, a boy coming our direction saw us and froze. he took a step back and said: "i'm feeling nervous. your - your dog is kind of big."
goblin and i both stopped walking immediately. "he is kind of a big dog," i admitted. "he's called a greyhound. they are gentle but they are pretty tall, which is kind of scary, you're right. their legs are so long because they are made for running fast. i am sorry we scared you. would you like us to stand still while you move past us, or would you feel more safe in your body if we move and you stay still?'
"oh. i didn't know that about - greyhounds. i think i ... i want to stay still," he said. at this point, his adult had caught up to us. "i'm nervous about the dog," he told her, "so i'm - i'm gonna stay still." she didn't argue. she didn't make fun of him. she just smiled at him and at me and held his hand while goblin and i, with as wide of a berth as we could make, crept our way through.
behind us, i heard him exhale a deep breath and kind of laugh - "he was really big, huh? she said it's because greyhounds have to go fast."
"he was big," she said. "i understand why that could have made you a little scared."
"yeah. next time i - next time do you think i could maybe ask to touch him? when - i mean, next time, maybe, if i'm not nervous."
later, going to a work event, in the big city, i stood outside, trembling. my social anxiety as a caught bird in my chest. i took a deep breath and turned to my coworker. she's not even really my friend yet. i told her: "i feel nervous about this. i am not used to meeting new people, ever since covid."
she laughed, but not in a mean way. she said she was nervous too. she reached her hand out and held mine, and we both took another deep breath and walked in like that, interlinked. a few people asked us - together? - and i told the truth: i feel nervous, and she's helping. over and over i watched people relax too, admitting i feel really kind of shy lately actually, thank you for saying that.
the next time i go to an event, and i feel a little scared, i ask right away: wanna hold hands? this feels a little dangerous. i hesitate less. i don't hide it as much. i watch for other people who are also nervous and say - it's kinda hard, huh?
i know, logically, i'm not good at asking for help. but i am also not good at noticing when i need help. i've trained myself out of asking completely, but i've also trained myself to never accept my own fears or excuses. i have trained myself to tamp down every anxiety and just-push-through. i don't know what i'm protecting myself from - just that i never think to admit it to anyone.
but every person on earth occasionally needs comfort. every person on earth occasionally needs connection. many of us were taught independence is the same thing as never needing anything.
each of us should have had an adult who heard - i feel nervous and held our hand and asked us how we could be helped to feel safe. no judgement, and no chiding. many of us did not. many of us were punished for the ways that we seemed "weak".
but here is something: i am an adult now. and i get nervous a lot, actually. and if you are an adult and you are feeling a little nervous - come talk to me. we can hold hands and figure out what will help us feel safe in our bodies. and maybe, next time, if we're brave, we can pet the dog that's passing.
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