#x____x

[onlyzhuyilong]

X

#please stand by for the queue #zhu yilong #朱一龙 #my gifs #朱一龍 #大美人我老公 #x____x

[verecunda]

Me: “Oh God, why can’t I shake off this cold? It’s been two weeks now, there are things I want to be doing, WHY am I still feeling so tired and rubbish???”

Stomach: *CrAMpS*

Me: “OH FOR FU---”

#a mild whinge #think I'll just find some nice corner to curl up and die in today #x____x

[makesomethingawfuleveryday]

iPad practice

#X____X #msaed #writing #ipad

[swan-orpheus]

Andor is going so hard as the story expands/develops. Each new arc feels much darker than the last, to the extent that I find myself fleeing back to the previous arc for comfort or solace. This past week, I was rewatching the Aldhani Arc in the wake of the beginning of the prison arc, and missing those folks. 

It feels like we were plunged into the mouth of a cave and haven’t stopped falling. I’m still going to watch Episode 9 the requisite three or four times this week, but oof, it is making Eps 1-3 feel like the warmest of warm blankets, which is a bizarre thing to say about a narrative that starts with the protagonist shooting someone in the face. I am near desperate to see the escape next episode like one who has not seen sunlight for months. 

It’s impressive, how well they’ve conveyed an increasing sense of shadow and claustrophobia and dread since Episode 7 really when we see Mon Mothma walking amidst the web-like folding doors of her home, Cassian sneaking past troopers in the labyrinth of Ferrix after dark, Vel awaiting Kleya in a fortress of concrete, and Syril seated within the repetitive confines of the Bureau. It probably actually started right after the Ferrix arc when Cassian was presented with a limited set of options in Ep 4, and Mon Mothma realized that she was being watched on all sides. Still. It is doing my head in. 

Continually amazed at the level of thought that went into all of this, and also finding myself needing a respite from how grim it is. 

It’s lavish. 

#star wars #andor #andor spoilers #obviously it was hinted early on #that the bodies would start to pile up #I just woah #I am still thinking about the look of abject fear on Bix's face #when they put the headset on her #x____x

[deadlynigh-t]

thinking about withdrawing from my writing class because of our final project

#writing is my worst subject #and our final is a presentation #about a WORD #x____x

[wherethedragonends]

#X____X #atlanta #atlanta season 1

[snorlaxlovesme]

this fic is divided into two parts: the OG timeline and the post-dive timeline. i wrote the first half incredibly quickly, trying to be a Good Writer and not go back and edit it mid-draft, not care about awkward phrasing or ugly sentence structure or weird dialogue, just keep going. was relatively successful, and finished the top half very roughly. moved onto the second timeline, and this writing is so much prettier and easier to write. it's because i've already written this scene before, obviously, so now i'm essentially writing a second draft of it. but this half has be to DIFFERENT, since the timeline has changed. write out the first like 8th of it, realize that i'm writing this part in the present tense while the rest is in the past. that's why it's easier as well, since it's my preferred tense to write in. should i change the top half? would readers find it clever that the first iteration of this scene is in past while the second is in present? or will i just look like an idiot writer? probably the latter. go up to the first half and start rewriting it, changing all the tenses. i start revising as well, and it's easier, because this is essentially my third time re-writing this scene now. i've rewritten the first 500 words of my original draft, but it's already over 1100 words now

i'm beginning to realize why it took 2.5 years for season 2 of Link Click to come out

#x____x

[teddykaczynski]

If you don't talk to her im going to be disappointed in you. Just say something boring like "I like your car seat headrest patch" or anything really

youre right ill be disappointed in myself too i hate being a coward in romantic things especially it feels so against my own personal ethos. a friend earlier convinced me that it wouldnt be that strange or weird if i asked if i could sit with her during a meal so i may do that eventually and if i see her in the elevator bc i know we share a building i’ll definitely compliment something

#but im also so scared that shes like straight or whatever x____x

[curiosity-killed]

i was trying to find the spot in tcp where this scene goes but got distracted rereading and nearly flooded my bathroom bc Callebero + Malia + Rassler make me ;__________;

Malia let out a quivering breath. “We’re never going to get all these tears out,” she mumbled mournfully. One hand had snaked under Rassler’s grip and plucked at a rather large damp spot spreading across Callebero’s chest from her tears. Her other hand remained fisted at the back of his shoulder. “Good thing water washes out,” Callebero teased, resolutely ignoring the way his voice came out thin. “How can you joke?” Rassler demanded. “You died and were gone from us, how can you—” He broke off, hiding his face back in Callebero’s shoulder, and Callebero carefully unwound his arm from around Malia in order to wrap it over Rassler’s back and hug him close. “I’ve had more time to get used to it, I guess,” he replied before sobering when that only made Rassler cry harder. “It’s alright. I’m alright. I’m here. There’s no need for weeping.” When he’d thought of their arrival, he’d expected anger mostly: being kicked out for posing as the imperator princep without seeing either Malia or Rassler, Malia scolding him for his recklessness. He hadn’t expected the hurt, the grief still so fresh. The past months loomed long in his memory; long enough, surely, for all the tears to have dried. This outpouring knocked him back a step, found too full-voiced a refrain in his own chest. There was too much to do, too many things to discuss, to stand here sobbing over old hurts, and yet, he could not make himself let go.

#i always feel a little like im betraying the story because these three are the original trio of tcp #and like #get so little time together #i mean. like. malia and rassler are married but #the trio doesn't get enough time #part of me is like what if i just scrapped jisel's part almost entirely and went back to a closer to original plot/storyline x____x #...i don't think thats actually what i want to do #but #i think about it #tcp editing adventures

[actuallyunreal]

mark: [makes eduardo a beautiful valentines dinner (totally inedible) complete with candles and rose petals and romantic music]

eduardo: yknow i really needed this. thanks mark, youre the best friend a guy could have . :) (goes out for mcdonalds because the dinnerw as totally inedible)

mark:

jon: oh mark im sorry, that was so-

mark: thats the most of my chicken alfredo hes ever eaten 🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲

jon: (staring at the chicken alfredo) (the chicken alfredo is staring back) erm well. im sure that’s-

mark: this is the best valentines day EVER!!!!

#sorry yall x____x

[picory]

gonna be honest reading dungeon meshi has really opened my appetite, i really want to broaden my food palette.... find some interesting recipes to cook... put a little bit more effort on that front

#it's hard being a picky eater tho x____x #but i want to try my best. i like food. food is awesome. i can't eat a lot (i have issues) but i love to eat. let's go food #quacks #the food in that manga looks so damn tasty too. let me eat monsters!!!

[prismagpie]

WHERE: tunnel of love ride, carnival of time WHEN: 14th february WHO: sarai chaimongkohn ( @vibesfm )

It's hard not to feel a little guilty when you go out of your way to drag someone onto a stupid pirate-themed tunnel ride, all because you're just a little too embarrassed to ride by yourself (or admit that you're secretly quite intrigued by the goofy theme), only for it to break down and get stuck halfway. The second the ride stopped, he let out an exaggerated sigh. What else had he expected? The carnival's been around for years, it shouldn't have been a surprise that their rides were old, rickety hunks of junk. He was about to turn to face Sarai and offer her a lazy shrug, the kind said oh well, my bad, I guess we gotta wait for this now, but was quickly distracted by the haunting red light that flooded the space. Then there was that strange menacing laughter. Bullshit. This was bullshit. Ash wasn't sticking around for this. He yanked on the safety bar, figuring that they were too old and cheaply made to put up much of a fight, but it was jammed in place. Any other time, he might have hunted for the keyhole for the locking mechanism and tried to pick at it. He was an excellent lockpicker. But, today, he'd left his bag outside at the entrance ride so anything he could have used as a tool was several feet away and he was left aimlessly tugging at the bar in some attempt to fidget himself calm. Ash might have considered himself well-accustomed to general fuckery of being an Anchorage citizen before. He'd been there his whole life, after all. But the past few months had been different. Worse than normal. It was hard for him to divorce whatever was happening right now from that.

"Uh," said Ash, finally looking at Sarai. Not facing her, because it was a little hard to move, although he, perhaps baselessly, suspected he could try and wriggle free if he really, really tried, but certainly looking her way He was trying to come up with something to say that wasn't stupid. It was harder than he thought. "You okay?" he asked, uselessly and at long last, "I kinda feel like you being here is my fault?" Arguably, it was his fault. "So it'd be really cool if you were, uh, okay. I have no clue what is going on here though." The nerves were making him ramble. He paused for a moment before adding, "Can you see anything?"

#« ᴀsʜ ʏᴏᴏɴ » / 「 & sarai. 」 #« ᴀsʜ ʏᴏᴏɴ » / 「 replies. 」 #sorry this took longer than promised! i wasn't well x____x #i hope this work okay though!! please lmk if it doesn't! #even if sarai is going to be talkative at least ash can do enough talking for everyone i guess ASDFGH

[astarionsgirl]

his dick would fix me

#please #HE IS SO X____X

[timehascomeagain]

IVE BEEN MAAKING THESE FUCKING BEAAANNNSSSSS FOR 2HRS!!!!!!!!!!!!LET ME DIE

#They wont go soft X____X I need to shower and sleep X_________X!!!!!

[umflowers]

OH YEAH, took a hot shower for the first time in nearly a month \o/ four big ceramic mixing bowls worth of microwaved water dumped into a saucepan for easier pouring, a funnel made by cutting the top off a powerade bottle, and a $12 camp shower later and i didn't freeze my nips off this morning call me a fuckin boy scout

#our furnace might not get fixed til late november or worse x____x;

[princeykittyboy]

ughhh ive already had such a long day today.... if only i had a pretty boy to use as a dildo to get my frustrations out X____X

#ahaha... any volunteers? #i mean what #who said that #anyways #yourprincecommands #t4t nsft #queer ns/fw #queer nsft #t4t ns/fw #trans nsft #ftm nsft #mlm nsft #transmasc nsft #transmasc ns/fw #transmasc dom #trans dom #ftm dom #sub top #dombottom #dom bottom #subtop #dmsopen #dms open #asksopen #asks open