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#this metaphor got away from me
vaspider · 1 year
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I hope that y'all know that for everyone you look at in the world and think "shit, that's who I want to be like," they're constantly figuring shit out themselves. None of us have this shit sorted out. We're all just swans, gliding in our edited selves and paddling madly under the surface. Also chasing people with bread and biting them.
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pencilofawesomeness · 2 months
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if u are struggling with ideas for ur htryds manga how about we give you some? Would that help?
Nope lol. XD
Friend, ideas are not the problem. I am a cesspool of ideas. I am constantly drowning in ideas. Ideas are the reproducing bunnies and I am the trenchcoat they gather in.
The hiatus happened because I got burned out, because ideas jumping in my head does not equate to me having the energy or the braincells to put them to paper. Plus as I have said before, some irl stuff happened and I needed the emotional recovery time. Plus if you've ever experienced burnout, it has a fun side effect of being like a long-lasting statis-effect that shouldn't be as effective as it is. It sucks. Don't worry about me though, I'm letting the plot bunnies run amok and have fun in my head and enjoying my indulgent project so I am stockpiling dopamine I can use on command for creative purposes. Thus is the cycle of a creative. I appreciate the patience
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caspercryptid · 2 years
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One thing I do mostly appreciate about Tumblr is that there are instant consequences for acting like a fucknugget. You open your mouth and say some asinine shit on someone else's post and you've basically covered yourself in chocolate and caramel sauce and laid down in a field to wait for the fire ants.
Like. Any time you put yourself out there you risk a FEW bites. But there's a fairly firm Talk Shit Get Hit form of PvP that I very tentatively respect. Actions Have Consequences.
Now if only I could get the ants to leave everything ELSE in my picnic alone.
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piratehotstuff · 5 months
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i like to do this thing i call pulling threads on the bloodweave server
i start with a simple idea like
astarion wearing gales clothes,
then i pull on that thread and add some context and ideas here and there just chatting about it with the other members and generally following the thread of thought
until someone knits a sweater out of it
it is pretty much never the exact pattern i was going for when pulling that thread, but you cant expect everyone to knit the same sweater with the same yarn, and sometimes people make socks
socks are also nice and warm, even though they are not sweaters, but thats just a risk you have to take
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femwizard · 1 year
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I am torn between cutting myself loose into the wind and trusting that everything I need will find me in due time, and digging in my heels and fighting tooth and nail to hold onto what I have found and fought for
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scotts-stretch-line · 2 years
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#they still love each other!! This! They were never romantic partners, but they loved their partnership and their career together?? They've both said that a million times? Including in their last appearance together? Really not understanding why the VM fandom has so many idiots in it.
What fandom doesn’t have idiots. We see something real in a world of advertisements and we go feral 😔
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bronzetomatoes · 5 months
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i do find it horrifying how you can see the pipeline his fans went down in defending his actions, and how his early scandals had a degree of plausible deniability that led people to take to defending him, yknow? and as that deniability went away as his actions became significantly worse over time, his fans already had like. a mousetrap mindset. where the second they were prodded they immediately snapped without question. and so they defend him because that's what they've always done and they don't really see what's in the mousetrap because a spring and a pressure plate don't care if it's not a mouse. their job is just to kill it. they don't bother looking at what the actual problem is because all they think to do is defend their streamer no matter what
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rikebe · 1 year
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tfw your shitty dad wont stop having kids
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six-of-ravens · 3 months
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wish me luck tonight lads i have to ask my aunt financial questions and she is very much smarter and better at math than i am so im going to be doing a lot of smiling and nodding while my brain is actually exploding
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bigskydreaming · 11 months
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But also I’m just saying, Scott McCall did not smirk like a smug asshole at the twins after taking apart one’s motorcycle to lure the other into getting caught with their motorcycle in the school hallway just for ppl to act like this guy was new to Shenanigans. Like. That was a Scott-Allison-Isaac group project, Stiles was nowhere near it, I know its been 84 million years since then but the myth of Scott having no sense of humor or prankster energy of his own will always make me itch irritably.
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iamthecomet · 4 months
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Comet my dear, do you have any aethshine thoughts you would like to share? I am Thinking about them and thought, perhaps, you would like to as well. 😌
Dearest Miasma, I'm sure I can conjure up some thoughts (I am plagued with thoughts). 650ish words of Aether/Sunshine musings. Not quite ficlet, definitely not just headcanons. Some angst (of the missing their packmates variety). More smut. They just love each other a lot ok!? Transfem Sunny because I said so.
With the rest of the pack gone, the ghoul wing is eerie. Sunshine's never seen it like this. Impossibly quiet. So many doors shut, rooms sealed off. Sure if she wanted to she could open Cirrus' door, slip in. Bury her face in the the blankets and pillows and clothes left behind. She could sleep in a different empty bed every night. Drift off to the smell of her missing packmates. She doesn't though, doesn't have to. Aether's with her. Noise carries differently when they're the only two in this part of the Abbey. Like a room with all the furniture moved out. The television drones, and she can hear it down the hall. Distant mumbling. When Aether's in his room, playing guitar, humming a tune she can hear him like he's next to her. They spend a lot of time together. Neither of them talk about it, but the emptiness of their home has seeped into the chambers of their hearts too. Bittersweet and aching with each video call where Cumulus pans the phone around so Sunshine can see the Eifle Tower lit up against the sky. Or when she can hear Aether and Dew talking through the walls. Dew's voice terse as he complains about everything except what's really bothering him. Sunshine slips into Aether's room once she's sure he's off the phone. Once they've both exchanged their good nights with their pack, halfway across the world. Sometimes they talk. Curled up together on Aether's big bed. TV on some show they've seen a hundred times. Voices hushed like there is someone they might wake up. Sometimes, Aether pulls her close. Kisses the breath from her lungs. Hands sunk into her curls as he holds her where he needs her. Thumbs pressed against the base of her horns, tongue sweeping over her teeth. She's glad it's Aether. Has been since they both announced their retirement independently of each other. Grateful not to be alone and glad it's him. Steady, devoted, Aether. Who only has to look at her to understand. Who will sit with her at the piano in their empty rehersal room and sing. Who lets her tag along on his infirmary shifts when she can't sleep. Aether who has good book reccomendations and makes sure Sunshine never gets bored enough to really feel how much she misses everyone else.
Aether, who knows exactly how to touch her to shut her mind off. Who holds her with confidence, knows she won't break as he presses her down into the mattress. Slips one hand into the waistband of her leggings and another up, under he crop top to cup a small breast in his giant hand. calloused fingers dragging over a pebbling nipple. Aether feels like home when he touches her. Even when it's rough and desperate. Even when he has both of their cocks in his fist, dragging the heads together, making her vision fuzzy at the edges. Even when he's three fingers deep inside of her, scissoring her open, pressing against spots that make her feel like she's going to cave in on herself.
Pleasure bowls over her, over and over again. His teeth pressed to her pulse. Breath huffed out in sharp pants over her sweat slick skin. Pressing in as deep as he can go, making her feel the way he carves out a place inside of her, his hand pressed firm over hers on her belly so she can feel him fucking her. There is no difference between this and the times when they move slower. When Aether presses his mouth to every inch of exposed skin on her body. When she does the same, grazing teeth over the swell of his belly, the cushion of his thighs. When I love yous are whispered freely. Either way, when she cums under Aether's gaze, it feels like going home.
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themthistles · 1 year
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i think that while micro labels can seem useful and affirming ultimately they're isolating and kind of an obstacle to your understanding of self. that's because you can never find a word specific enough. there will never be a label or two labels or even ten, twenty of them to perfectly capture and describe all of your thoughts, feelings, experiences, preferences, needs, interests, identities, etc. because you learn more and more about yourself every day and then you change and your wants and needs change with you. having to hop between labels, fearing that you don't 'fit' into a label anymore (both in your own and others eyes), worrying how soon your current label will wear out, questioning if you'll ever fully fit a single one. all that causes a lot of uncertainty and anxiety which could be avoided by just picking a more general thing and molding it according to what it means to YOU. because words will always mean different things to different people, you will never be understood immediately and maybe never completely by anyone but yourself and that's fine
#another thing is that micro labels often feel like they fracture the community unnecessarily#idk how many times i've seen fighting over hyperspecific ace labels and what they mean and if people described in them even belong#and honestly i think this discourse wouldn't be so vile and neverending if people accepted the idea of falling under general umbrella#and accepted that you can't describe complicated weird and wonderful act of human existence with a couple of words#you don't need to explain yourself to anyone#i know in our present pronouns/sexuality/gender in bio carrd era it feels like you have to but you really don't#people aren't entitled to a short summary of your inner world and you can't speed run connection#also feel the need to say: i have nothing against people who use micro labels#if you feel like your micro label describes you perfectly? i'm really glad and happy for you#i'm just expressing my own thoughts and feelings that come from personal experience with exploring these things#at some point i started doubting if i could call myself a lesbian#i thought oh i'm not exactly what a lot of people generally think of when they hear that word#oh they'll misunderstand and i'm not being my 'true self' i'll find a word that fits me exactly if i just keep looking#and then i found out being aroace is a thing and boy did that add a lot of anxiety and confusion to the pot#i didn't feel like i fit in with both communities wasn't lesbian enough wasn't aroace enough#but at some point i just got tired of trying to justify myself to others and to myself#identities aren't houses you live in they're more like seas or rivers flowing into one another#and spaces where they intersect are vague and hard to define and they shift and change and this metaphor is getting away from me#basically#words are complicated#but they're the only direct way we humans can communicate#it is what it is#so make art#a lot of it#oh also unrelated but if you ever tell older queer folks that they're using wrong words to describe themselves i am going to jump you
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spitblaze · 10 months
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a catholic found my 'human bodies are flawed we are not perfect in gods image' and said some shit like 'its because HUMANS are flawed and committed ORIGINAL SIN and now we're STILL PAYING FOR IT' which leads me to the next question. why was it so bad that we obtained knowledge and morality. why was it so fuckin vital to god that we remain ignorant and unquestioning. why is the act of elevating ourselves above the rank of 'glorified pet' so horrific that we still pay for it to this day in the form of bodies that fail and die. and why do you agree that it was bad. and why do you think that judaism, the religion where knowledge and questioning and debate and interpretation are foundational to worship and study, does not use the idea that humans are inherently perfect to guilt and scare people into obedience for a sin that you did not commit? would you punish a child for the sins of their parent? if so, why? what's wrong with you??
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I have to say it's so crazy getting attention on ao3. I forgot that if you write characters people are actually interested in 1 in 15 readers might glance at the kudos button
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robintherobiner · 6 months
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Clark is the sun and Bruce is the moon.
The sun is there, guiding you without asking anything for return. It starts your day and feeds your plants and makes you warm and gives you enough light to paint in.
The moon is there, guiding you without asking anything in return. It ends your day and controls the tide and gives you enough darkness to relax in.
Neither one can really be captured on camera, not in a way that truly shows their true beauty. They hurt and they comfort and they love you even if they do not know you. They grasp each persons soul in different ways, whether to shine or to shroud, and do so with such gentle caring that even if their help doesn't work as intended, you can never truly stay mad.
The sun and the moon are there, so painfully different, and yet one does not live without another.
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vinelark · 6 months
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"I enjoy enjoying things"- Yes!!!!!!! Yes! This is my new go to defense for liking something a bit silly, it makes me happy, I enjoy it, that's enough, not everything has to be a deep critical engagement with media
Thank you!!!!
yeah!! i just feel like sometimes there are people in fandom who get so caught up in caring about if other people are enjoying the “right” versions of canon/fanon that they…forget to enjoy things themselves, too. like it has to be exhausting at a certain point, getting upset about other people liking parts of something that you don’t personally jive with, over and over and over until that becomes your whole fandom experience, right? (i’ve seen this in every fandom, but even more so in comics fandom, which is wild because trying to construct a coherent concept of canon here has to be like herding cats but the cats have superpowers and also occasionally multiply or disappear entirely.)
it’s not that i think media is above criticism or that people shouldn’t have preferences/opinions! but i do think sometimes people lose the plot on that, so i like to remember that i’m here to have fun and because i like something about canon/fanon in the first place. it would be a bummer if i let other people’s opinions about if i’m enjoying the right selections at the canon buffet table or not ruin things for me.
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