#yeet your problems into the void

[byoldervine]

How To Always Have Writing Ideas…

For A New Story:

1. Keep a list. Any time you have one of those sudden bursts of inspiration in the middle of writing a separate story, don’t quit your current WIP or pretend you’ll ‘just remember it’, put it into a separate list. You can always go back to this later on

2. Writing prompts. Look them up, use random word generators, pick a random object you can see, whatever helps you come up with any idea at all. Write a few paragraphs. Can it evolve from there?

3. People watch. Go to a public place and make up backstories for the strangers you come across. That man in the hat is using it to hide his elf ears. That woman with the bright pink hair didn’t dye it, she’s secretly the main character of an anime trying to dodge all the tropes and cliches. That toddler is actually a guardian angel reincarnated to watch over their new baby sibling. What brings them to this place? Where did they come from? Where are they going next?

To Continue An Existing Story:

1. Act it out. Say the words aloud, act out what your characters are doing, get props or people to act off of if you need to. See what feels like the most natural progression of the moment

2. Coffee shop AU, or other substitutional one-shot. Good for establishing dynamics between two or more characters, or even just working out a lone character’s day-to-day. Just write a few paragraphs about your characters entering a coffee shop or similar appropriate establishment/ordinary location. What do they do? What do they order to eat/drink? What do they say to each other? How do they treat the staff and other customers? If all else fails, write what they do after they leave, as if it were an ordinary day for them

3. Rubber duck it. This is something programmers use to work out where they went wrong in their code, but I’ve found it can work for figuring out story stuff as well. What you do is get a rubber duck, or any other object of focus, and start explaining your problem to it out loud. In this case you can read your chapter to the duck, or even give it the full run-down of the plot so far. Warning; side effects may include getting frustrated that the problem was right in front of you and subsequently throwing the duck

For Both:

1. Writing graveyards. I talked a bit about them in a previous post, but writing graveyards are basically just the folder you store your deleted scenes in instead of yeeting them into the void. Reread those, see if they have anything you can recontextualise or repurpose

2. Combine ideas. My WIP Byoldervine is a combination of two separate plots I had that I realised I’d be able to combine - twice. I first realised I could put together my ‘angel and demon heroes protecting humans from a war between heaven and hell’ story and my ‘quest through the fantasy realm to find the ingredients to a cure for a dying god’ story into the same universe as two sides of the same story as a duology. Then I realised I could just remove a few characters, tweak a few plot points and mash them completely together into one book. Combining them works wonders and minimises worldbuilding

3. Go out with friends or family. I guarantee that the one time you’ll be flooded with inspiration is when you don’t have an opportunity to write it down

#writing #writers #bookblr #writeblr #book #writersociety #writersnetwork #writers of tumblr #writer #writing advice #on writing #writing inspiration #writing tips #writing tips and tricks #writers on tumblr #writerscommunity

[takeme-totheworld]

I don't have the energy right now to try to recreate the post I accidentally yeeted into the void, but I've been having lots of feelings about the ongoing fandom discussion of Aziraphale's decision at the end of S2.

I wasn't surprised by his decision at all. The minute he said "I think I might have misjudged the Metatron" I had an immediate, overwhelming feeling of "OH NO" because I saw exactly where the scene was going. And I was right! I felt zero surprise when the episode ended the way it did. (Devastation, yes. Surprise, no.)

Not only that, I was shocked at how shocked everyone else was. Because I grew up in a toxic religious community, of which I was a very devoted and enthusiastic member until young adulthood. So I have firsthand experience with that kind of indoctrination, and know exactly what a mindfuck it is.

Look, it's possible that there's something else going on under the surface, that Aziraphale was being coerced or that he was lying to Crowley in order to protect him or that he was trying to send Crowley a coded message and it failed or whatever. I'm not the creator of this story, I don't know. But what deeply distresses me is how often I've seen people say that it has to be one of those other things because if it isn't—if Aziraphale made his decision of his own free will because he actually believes that Heaven is the side of good, or at least that it once was and will be again if it can just solve the whole bad leadership problem—that means he's either unforgivably cruel or unforgivably ignorant or both.

It's a painful reminder for me, every time, of the fact that if you are the victim of this type of indoctrination, a lot of people will assume that it's your own fault for being gullible enough to believe such obviously ridiculous and wrong things. (Hint: it's only obvious from the outside! Because if you're on the outside, you are not having your mind directly and repeatedly fucked with!) Or that if you've been exposed to contradicting information, but you still continue to believe the things that were indoctrinated into you, it's because you're willfully choosing to stay clueless.

And that is just not how that works. Yes, some people cling to their indoctrination because they're genuinely happy with their lives as part of whatever institution, because it stacks the deck in their favor in some way, because they like having a respectable-sounding excuse to be bigoted jerks, or whatever. But there are also lots of people who have just legitimately had their minds twisted into pretzels by years or decades (or in Aziraphale's case, millennia) of mental conditioning and manipulation.

You can generally tell the difference between the two. At least, if you come from the kind of background I do, you can. But I imagine that even if you didn't, it's probably fairly obvious once you get to know people who is a shitty person using their religion as an excuse to be shitty, and who is a fundamentally decent person who has just had their mind so thoroughly fucked with that they've been manipulated into believing total bullshit.

And breaking the latter group out of their conditioning isn't as simple as just "show them information that contradicts what they've been taught," as much as we all wish it could be. It's a long, messy, and traumatic process. Your entire worldview falls apart and it's terrifying. You lose a community and an identity in the process. And there's often debilitating guilt afterward, about the person you were and the things you did and said while you were still in it.

So I watched the ending of S2 and my reaction was, "Well, of course Aziraphale said the things he said and made the decision he made, he's not free of his programming yet." It made all the sense in the world to me even as it was excruciatingly painful to watch, because there was a time in my life when I made decisions every bit as jaw-droppingly fucked up and incomprehensible to outside observers, decisions I look back on now and still want to shake my younger self by the shoulders and scream "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU??" And the end of S2 took me right back to that time in my life, when my head was so thoroughly messed up that I made terrible decisions that hurt myself and alienated the people around me, all while wanting nothing more in the world but to be a good person and do the right thing. And I imagine that when Aziraphale finally breaks out of his own indoctrination he is going to be horrified and devastated by a lot of what he did and said, not to mention the betrayal of how thoroughly he was manipulated and gaslit.

Yes, I am projecting hard onto Aziraphale. Yes, this is just my own theory about the final 15. But I don't see anything in the story that flat-out contradicts this reading of his character. And honestly, I care less about the veracity of my interpretation than I do about the fans saying things like "I can't take the final 15 at face value because it would make Aziraphale a terrible person," or "If he really believed that stuff he was saying, Crowley should make him beg and grovel for at least a century before taking him back" or even "if he really believed that stuff, he deserves to have Crowley never speak to him again."

Just...as a person who used to be heavily indoctrinated and has to live with the memory of who I was and what I believed back then for the rest of my life, it's incredibly distressing.

#good omens #good omens meta #good omens 2 spoilers #aziraphale #the final fifteen #religious trauma #religious indoctrination #religious deconstruction #oh look i said i had no energy and then i wrote this much anyway #i'm very normal about this

[yourplayersaidwhat]

Over the past half year or so I've sent in multiple submissions but only a few ever get posted, some I've resent after awhile has passed and it still doesn't get posted. Was there an issue with those submissions or are they just all getting yeeted into the void?

This is a tricky one! Long story short, it could be either or both.

Here's a list of the most common reasons why a submission might not have been posted - check this first and make sure none of these issues apply to your submissions. We regularly see multiple submissions from a single person where only one or two qualify for posting.

However, Tumblr does regularly yeet submissions into the void - and, frustratingly, the problem has only gotten worse over the last few years. We also regularly find new / never-seen-by-any-of-us-before submissions turning up in the middle of a page of submissions we've repeatedly gone over. Best we can tell, it's related to how the Tumblr backend fakes pagination, and there's nothing we can do about it. :(

For anyone worried about your submissions landing in the nebulous Database Void, you can always re-submit and at the same time, send us an askbox message to confirm we got your submission. Note that you have to ask off-anon so that we can reply (sorry, anons! we just don't have any way to contact you privately).

#ask the dm #how to submit #blog maintenance

[destinygoldenstar]

Worst ways to describe Ninjago to people

(Let me know if I should turn this into a series, or if you come up with any)

(These are all jokes)

"This is a show about how plastic makes tornadoes"

"That's Jay, the blue guy. His special power is screaming at the very top of is lungs"

"That's Kai. He's an anime protagonist. His special power is getting sidelined in everything he's ever been involved with"

"That's Cole. Best hair. No criticism" (Quote my GF)

"Society hates and torments a ten year old because he's a brat"

“See, his father is a tired old man who wants to be a better father, it’s hard when you’re an evil terrorist trying to turn the world into your personal zombie land”

"And then the child slipped on ice and fell into a snake pit, and then he was a KING"

"So there's this purple snake. He eats purple snakes. That's how you know he's a good friend"

"Also there's a pink ninja. Yeah. We don't talk about pinkie no no no no no-"

"He's always wondered who he was on the inside... turns out he's a bunch of wires"

"If he could get someone to fall in love with him, the curse would be broken. But who could ever learn to love a snake?"

"His dad didn't say NO MUSIC, he said YES MUSIC, ONLY MUSIC"

"So they have the devil himself living in their boat, and they all think he's a really good neighbor who wouldn't try to kill them while they're sleeping. Except for this one guy who is suspicious. What a hypocrite he is, am I right?"

"Do I save the entire world or do I have this one child? I'm gonna save the child, c'mere child"

"'No destiny, I AM the Green Ninja' 'NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-'"

"And then the emo child became god"

"So he died. Then he died. And then he died again."

"A machine told her that cheating was okay"

"To save her life, he gave her a piece of his heart. Literally"

"And then they were yeeted into space"

"The Flash is in this show"

"You know how they say the cake is a lie? Wrong. It's the noodles"

"The best way to make things right with your friend is to try to strike them with lightning"

"I must fulfill my daddy's wishes to start up the evil empire-but wait, why is this fire boy so pretty? I think I'll side with him"

"Dude was drunk on power holding a stick, don’t worry he’s fine, they just had to slap him with a jet”

"He was born a devil in a human's body. Then he became a devil. Then he became human again. Then he became a snake. Then he became a dead person. Then the devil again."

"Dead people are deadly allergic to water"

"What do you do when you don't know what to do with a character? MURDER THEM... and then bring them back as a ghost. Problem solved"

"A thousand year old genie wants to marry a teenage girl"

"You ever heard of Romeo and Juliet? Well Jay just said NOPE"

"A young boy became the father of an elderly man"

"Oh Lloyd, if only there was someone out there who loved you"

"And then his dad was brought back from hell to drag him along"

"They didn't die, they were transported to the middle of nowhere"

"A child grew up with his four dads, and then became thousands of years older than said four dads and tried to become a counselor to their rocky marriage"

"Cole fell into the void"

(Come up with your own when reblogging)

#ninjago #ninjago jay #ninjago cole #ninjago nya #ninjago kai #ninjago lloyd #ninjago zane #ninjago wu #ninjago garmadon #jay walker #cole brookstone #jiang kai smith #kai smith #kai jiang #lloyd garmadon #jiang nya smith #nya jiang #nya smith #lord garmadon

[thatgirlonstage]

Obviously people can do whatever they want with their own work but personally as much as I will plead for comments and all it has never even occurred to me to take down a completed work just bc people aren’t reading it. I saw someone debating about taking a fic down because it had taken a really long time to get even 30 kudos and I’m like. Do whatever makes you confident and happy but can’t relate. This is sort of a principled stance—what if only five people read your fic, but for one of those five people, it’s their favorite fic in the whole world?—but it’s more like. I wrote the damn thing so everyone else can deal with it. I have yeeted it into the void and I’m certainly not going down to collect it. That two year old fic with nine kudos is your problem now.

#writing #like truly no judgment! but also death to engagement culture #I dunno maybe once I’ve had an ao3 long enough for some of my writing to be REALLY old I’ll feel differently #but also: ehhhhhhhh #you’ll never get to the good stuff if you don’t write the bad stuff first #and I love reading good authors’ early bad stuff #if someone enjoys it. isn’t that enough #even if the someone is just you

[the-final-sif]

So in your dreamon improv au, c!Dream sets up the whole Thing with c!Ranboo and Enderwalk and such, with the intention of it being a temporary solution and he'll fix the whole thing once he gets rid of the Dreamon. But... his plan to get rid of the Dreamon is "yeet myself into the void" and from what you've said it seems like he doesn't expect to survive that? How does he reconcile "I'll help once the Dreamon's gone" and "I'll get rid of the Dreamon by dying?" Does he just not think about it?

First and foremost, you are assuming that c!Dream in the Dreamon AU is thinking any more than 10 seconds ahead 99% of the time. He is not. He cannot. He doesn't have time for that. Dreamon AU c!Dream is throwing exorcisms and gods at the wall and seeing what sticks. When he saves c!Ranboo, it's prior to the point where he's realized the void is the only way to really get rid of the Dreamon. For awhile, he had hope that there was another way, but by the time prison rolls around, he's accepted what he needs to do.

At that point, he hasn't forgotten about c!Ranboo, it's just that there's no time to fix anything. Instead, c!Dream is just hoping that after he dies and takes the dreamon with him, DreamXD will be able to fix c!Ranboo. After all, the infection that c!Ranboo has is, while dangerous, a lot more mild and under control at the moment. An experienced group of admins could fix it up, no problem (minus all the problems created by Dream's temporary solution, a list of problems kept sealed up in case study only available with heavy redactions to prevent replication). DreamXD has been told to reach out to others for help after Dream's death, and Dream is hoping that'll be enough.

So it's less of a "Dream forgot or didn't think about it" and more of a "Dream is a feral 20-something year old admin running his first major server w/0 formal training and dealing with a dreamon that nobody has managed to defeat in the history of ever, and some things did not go according to plan."

#Dreamon #c!dream #c!ranboo #dreblr #endersmile #dreamxd #dream smp #dsmp #mcyt #sif speaks #my headcanons #dreamon improv au #Anonymous #sif answers #listen hes trying his best

[resinfish]

A lot of people have dolls to help them cope with trauma. A lot of people have dolls to help them cope with chronic illness. That's why there are so many mentally/chronically ill people in this hobby. Our dolls can wear things we can't/can't anymore. Their characters can do things we can't/can't anymore. I fall into the latter category now.

But before? The hobby helped me manage my addiction. It was the only thing I'd found that did help.

I have a shopping addiction. Not the flippant, figurative way the frequenters of everything from malls to Coachella mean it, but literally. I have bipolar I, and it's something we are particularly vulnerable to. Buying something new creates the "start-over" feeling your brain craves when you're depressed. Buying something also fuels the "I am invincible and also WHEEEEE" of mania. And it's not like a chemical addiction where you can check into a place and detox.

I was managing my addiction, that's what the hobby did for me. It enabled me to say to that drive "okay, but do you want the cool little thing now or the cool big thing later?" And of course the answer was always the cool big thing later. Then by the time I got to the cool big thing, I could well afford it.

And here I am. No job. No possible job. No home of my own. Definitely no cool big thing. Ever. It's not fair to my mom who is caring for me, no matter how I justify it or how long I save. It's a house rule. No more.

All I can afford now are little things. I have fallen off the wagon so hard. And I am so ill-equipped to get back on.

I know there are people with way bigger problems, both doll and life. Not least among them my friend and sworn brother. I have shelter, I have family willing to give me shelter. And I have no place bringing this up to anyone locally, I tell you what... so I'm just yeeting it into the void and maybe there's another addict out there with some novel wisdom on this, but hot damn is it at the bottom of every conceivable list.

[princesshillaryellaworld25]

Sick Boyfriend traps Ghost Fanzo inside a bottle

Drugfriend: AH! Let go of me!

BF(Cam): Drugfriend!

GF(Ashley): Oh no!

Roxanne: Hey, Let him go!

Ghost Fanzo: Never! I'm still getting my revenge!!!

Drugfriend: Guys. do something!

Pico: Don't worry, I got it! *shoots Ghost Fanzo*

The bullets went through Ghost Fanzo, *can't shoot a ghost*

Pico: WHAT THE FUCK?!

Ghost Fanzo: Ha! Can't shoot a ghost idiot! *Laughs evilly*

BF(Cam): Pico, Shoot him!!!!

Pico: He's a ghost, I can't shoot a ghost- AH! *gets hit by ghost fanzo*

BF(Cam): Pico!

Ghost Fanzo: Ha foolish idiots, you can't kill me i'm a ghost, now my revenge!

Drugfriend: Agh! Let go of me!!!!

Ghost Fanzo: I've wanted to do this to you before your friend set me on fire! *strangling Drugfriend*

Drugfriend: *choking* Let go!-

GF(Ashley): Stop!

BF(Cam): You're killing him!

Ghost Fanzo: Say goodbye to your friend~

Just as ghost fanzo was about to kill Drugfriend, something was sucking Ghost Fanzo.

Ghost Fanzo: What the- Hey!

Sick BF: Let go of my husband, you sick bastard! *using a magic bottle to suck up Fanzo inside*

Ghost Fanzo: No! This can't be the end! *drops Drugfriend*

Drugfriend: Oof! Ow...

Penelope: Go Sick Boyfriend!

Sick GF: Wait, where did you get that magic bottle?

Sick BF: I found it when we were camping out and I went hiking and saw something shiny.

Sick GF: Oh that makes sense.

Ghost Fanzo: No! This can't be happening, NOOOOOO!!-

Ghost fanzo got sucked inside the bottle and Sick Boyfriend close the bottle.

Sick BF: Gotcha!

BF(Cam): Phew! that was close!

Roxanne: Good job, Sick Boyfriend!

Sick BF: Thanks, wait *gasp* Drugfriend!

Drugfriend: aghhhhhhh....

Sick BF: Drugfriend! Are you okay?!

Drugfriend: Yeah, I'm fine

Sick BF: *hugs Drugfriend* Oh I'm so glad you're okay.

Drugfriend: Yeah, me too

Pico: Thank god you're okay, Drugfriend

BF(Cam): Yeah, who was that person?!

Sick BF: That was Fanzo miller, Layla's brother

BF,GF,Pico,Roxanne: Brother?!

Sick GF: Yeah, He was the one who kidnapped Drugfriend and Penelope along with his sister Layla.

GF(Ashley): How did he became a ghost?

Penelope: Let's just say....a friend of ours might have burned him into a crisp....

BF(Cam): uhhh what?

Sick GF: Don't worry about it.

Pico: Wait, do you guys think Viviana brought him back from the dead to take us down?

Drugfriend: *got up* Yeah, I think so

Sick GF: I think she was to slow us down from defeating her.

GF(Ashley): Yeah, Come on guys, there's still time, we have to head to Viviana's castle to defeat her and save Princess Hillaryella.

All: Yeah!

Penelope: Wait, what are gonna do about Fanzo inside of the bottle?

Sick BF: Good point.

Drugfriend: Oh I got an idea~

Meanwhile in the void of mistakes:

Lila sky: This is the worst!

*a portal opens*

Lila Sky: huh?

Drugfriend was holding the bottle getting ready to throw it in there.

Drugfriend: See ya sucker! *yeets the bottle on the floor*

Lila Sky: Wait, Drugfriend?!

Drugfriend: Huh? *sees Lila sky* Oh crap, I gotta close it!

Lila sky: Wait, no please! Don't leave me in here-

*the portal closes*

Lila sky: No!

Drugfriend: Problem solved!

BF(Cam): You drew the bottle in the void of mistakes?

Drugfriend: Yep, now come on guys we got a princess to save!

All: Yeah!

And so their jounrey continues.....

#friday night funkin #fnf spongebob parodies #fnf mod #fnf headcanons #fnf au #scriptwriting #Viviana arc

[loverbule]

💙Head cannons for Error! 💙

(Causes I love him) ❤️

Error like to fidget with his strings by pulling out of his socket. Like yanking your hair out? (If that made any sense)

The more Error is comfortable with you the closer you can get, so like blueberry can be right next to him while ink need to be a least a few feet an away.

Error barely eat to the point that it make the nightmare gang worry, like it worse then horror…

He almost never seen eating anything other than chocolate, like ever. Like when as the last time you seen error something not chocolate?

Error either would LOVE to watch character’s he relate to, or hate it. (Mostly because he realize some of his own problems)

I feel like that Error can see cross and dust Ghost buddy. But just shit with them that he can’t.

I feel like Error be some what color blind due to seeing white so much. So when he first meet Fresh I think he got confused and scared like “What that color rainbow shit doing here!” Then yeet Fresh out his Ani-void this goes with the last one but, the reason why he like pink so much it due to it being easy to see against other colors.

yeah Error would rather jump in the void then eat vanilla, he almost did it one time.

yup this the end of my brain thinking, this also my first post so idk what am doing but am found it :p

let see if I remember that I have a tumblr now instead of scrolling through Ao3 again

#error sans #idk how to tag this #idk what im doing #Error headcannons #first post #YAY #maybe I post more idk :p #Error

[nocturne-imp]

There's something I remember and that's been bothering me for years and ever since Batdr came out [Spoilers and injuries]

So the story/ending for Bendy and the Dark Revival reminds me a bit of a old now deleted Batim fanfic [I loved it a lot], it was called "Heir to the Throne" by fish..something. You read as yourself and you were looking for your uncle..dad? which was Sammy, you go there and look around leaving the machine alone and soon in Sammy's area (I think) you meet with Henry after ..something I think you got mad at him for turning the machine on actually. Soon later you die due to injuries in front of Henry but you come back through the Bendy statue and Henry is very confused. Something happens more and you somehow find Sammy who..I think barely remembers you or something [god my remember is lacking here] but soon the ink demon attacks

I have that part a small bit:

"The beastly Bendy stepped toward you, raising its clawed hand to land a final blow and send you to the afterlife. With a sudden surge of adrenaline, you gripped you wrench and swung hard at the monster's ankles, landing a heavy blow. Bendy let out another blood-curdling screech, before stumbling back and disappearing into a dark void in the wall. The ink that covered the area faded away, and the adrenaline that coursed through your veins melted away with it. You breathed heavily as you kept your injured eye covered with your hand, and turned to look at Sammy with your good eye. He was on his knees, looking at you with his masked face. Both of you kept quiet, staring at each other in silence until Sammy finally spoke. Soon, the pain faded and your hearing slowly returned. You panted heavily as you looked up at Henry blearily, who was crouched in front of you and staring down at you with concern. "Are you okay?" He asked firmly, staring at you intently before turning his attention to your injured eye. The hand covering your left eye felt extremely wet, as if you had submerged it into one of the many ink puddles in the studio. Henry took your wrist gently, and slowly pulled your hand away. You whimpered slightly at the feeling - the liquid was gooey and stuck to your face and palm like glue. Once your hand was lowered, Henry brought his other hand up and wiped away some of the liquid on your face. His brows furrowed as he spoke."

Which Sammy says to you that you were marked by the ink demon. This made it so the ink demon could see through your eye I think because you soon covered it up.

Way much later in the story from what I remember you get attacked by Alice who shoves the weird needle in your eye and you were basically freezing to death, Sammy tries protecting you but you both I think die (at least Sammy does) and the ink demon is all angy about how he's protecting you because he wanted to use you to make his perfect form so he merged you and Sammy together which..caused a lot of problems. Side note for remembering--> Before that you became friends with Norman due to Sammy I think? but after Alice hurting you and due to your injuries he yeets you on the weird thingy that goes across the big abyss gap.

Here's what I do have saved for that part though (now angy because I don't anymore and it was my favorite :'D. But basically you stand in the lost ones village?..chapter 4- You being combined had issues and Sammy got very pissed at everyone about how they were a monster and don't trust the others.

Soon later you are letting the others like Allison, Tom and Henry down the rope..then a little later ..maybe before? because I know during it You hear the hiss of the ink demon and Sammy takes over in control saying that "my lord, he calls for me" and your character tries fighting it but it doesn't work then.. Bendy soon appears and everyone is telling him to go away or something while he's trying to lure you to him which I think works...and I think that's how that went because everyone starts racing down and telling Henry what the fuck happened while racing they get to a hallway with the glass window where they see you following behind the ink demon wearing the Sammy mask and holding an axe which made them hurry a lot more

[this part might be terribly ordered] soon going onto the battle of chapter 5 The ink demon takes you and merges you with him while Henry steps into the room after seeing a crying Sammy saying that he's a horrible parent, he finds Bendy in the perfect form being his toon form, Henry calls out to you trying to get your to come through which works..causing you two to split, Bendy now turning monstruous and you a puddle of ink with barely a form, you had no legs and I think arm. Soon the reel was played and you set everyone free..then it my memory cuts to you waking up from a nightmare about the ink demon and what happened, Sammy walks in all normal and comforts you...well more of jokes about your eye being injured because you uh hurt it with a razor and stuff due to PTSD. The end. there was also a funny note which was Norman: This bitch injuried, YEET!"

And that's the Fanfic that I remember and miss a bit because a lot of it gave me really good RP ideas and story stuff, the Fanfic was originally on Archive of our own/AO3. I have now let my thoughts to rest...hopefully, it's probably still going to torture me though. Welp, I'm probably gonna go to bed if you read it..god fucking hell thanks yet my rambling make no sense because I can't explain things for shit.

#rambling #bendy and the ink machine #bendy and the dark revivial spoilers #batim #God please let me be memories #sammy lawrence #Remembering a deleted fanfic #ao3 fanfic

[doublegoblin]

Hnnnnng! I have found myself hyperfixating on an indie game and I need to make it EVERYONE'S PROBLEM!

Name: Voices of The Void

Genre: I would call it a scary management sim

Why am I making this people problem? Because I am in love with this game (tenuous). So first things first I want to make it clear that this is a demo at the moment and you can find it on itch.io at a name your price. I have never been so unnerved and scared shitless by nothing before! So the premise is you are a scientist in the Swiss Alps or someshit and you are basically running SETI by yourself(running a bunch of satellite dishes and getting signals from space). All the while spooky shit just kinda happens to you. So far I've had my blood run cold because I hear the door behind me open, heard footsteps or something behind me in the forest, found an obsessive need for borgers, and been harassed by a space furry,

I have only experienced a little bit of the game as of now but so far it really works with the idea of scary =/= loud noise and spooky image. The scariest things are there mannequins that are just kinda t h e r e.

Also the game has a dedicated rag doll button and you can yeet stuff. And as far as I am aware, there is no like actual fail state (save for 1 event that is heeeeeavillly telegraphed) so it's a spooky romp in the wilderness where you can just yeet yourself off the nearest cliff for faster movement.

It is a rough demo, not unplayable but more Oblivion-esque. I seriously want more people to experience this with me!

#voices of the void #indie game #my god I have never been more unnerved #Fuck the mushrooms #why is there just a door there #the worst thing is when the red dots are approaching #God damn romeo can you not go down for 5 seconds?

[roanniom]

i would be super interested in hearing about what your writing process is like! e.g. do you write large amounts in a few sittings, or sporadic bits across lots of sessions? do you edit as you go, or do you go back at the end for a once over? do you reread your work after it’s been posted? how do you get yourself to write when you may not be in the mood? how do you combat writers block? how do new ideas come to you? what’s your biggest motivation to write? etc. etc. etc. (that’s a lot of questions oops—don’t feel pressured to answer them all!!)

Hi anon! I love talking about my writing on here, so happy to answer.

I usually write large amounts. Generally speaking I will have a draft going and then I'll keep coming back to it, but most of a fic will be written in like three big spurts. It really depends on the piece. What often happens is I will work on it in bits and then finish the entire second half all in one sitting because I get impatient and I just want it done. I do not edit at all really. I do my best to catch typos, and after it's posted if I notice typos I will go back and try to adjust, but I don't sit and read through to edit. I also post it the SECOND it is finished. It's the reason I don't use any fun art or fancy formatting. I swear to god, it's like if I don't post something the MILLISECOND it is out of my brain I will jump out of my skin so I just yeet it into the void of tumblr and take a deep breath.

I reread my work all the time. The day I've posted something I'll usually read it because I kinda blackout when I write, so it is super fun for me to read and go "wow, that's cool, I like that" because I sort of disassociate. It feels like someone else wrote it because I don't remember writing it usually lol. And then I'll reread an old fic if someone reblogs it or engages with it and I realize I don't remember it well.

First and foremost I write for me. I write what I am entertained by, I write what turns me on, I write what I fantasize about. That's why, despite my definitive intention to write inclusive reader characters, I predominantly write fem!reader - this is wish fulfillment for me and I do it to benefit me lol. So I enjoy rereading my own fics because they are tailormade to my taste, my kinks, my preferences. Not saying I do it constantly, but yep! I read them.

Inspiration is easy. Everyone on here is just as feral as I am and I am lucky enough that people send me in really juicy requests and thots and would you rathers and those are amaaaaazing jumping off points. My problem is that people send me way more good ideas than I have the time to write so my inbox and drafts are FULL.

As for writing and getting in the mood - I do not make myself write if I'm not in the mood. This is not my job. Nobody is paying me to do this. I only do it because I feel like it, so if I don't feel like it, I do not force myself to do anything.

With writer's block, that only happens on part 2s and 3s. It's the reason I am mainly a one shot bitch. The pressure builds and gets to me and it makes it easier to put writing off. I'm trying to become better about it, but also be kind to myself because, again, I am doing this for fun.

What's lucky is that I often AM in the mood, so that's not an issue. Inspiration comes from reading other people's fics to be honest. I LOVE reading fic, even more than writing it, so I consume a lot. What often happens is I'll read a fic and expect it to go a certain way and if it doesn't I'll go "hmmm...well now I will write that." Or if I realize I like a tone or something, I mentally begin riffing on it and decide to write it my own way. I read a lot of romance novels, too (many of which are a LOT shittier than some of the amazing fanfics I've read) and that keeps me well versed in tropes and conventions and I like to try my hand at different ones.

Last but not least....I'm very horny and very repressed and very bored lol.

I've said it before and will say it again - I write this stuff because I don't have it my life and this is my kind of manifestation. <3

#anon #fic writing #hope this ranting answer helps in any way!!!

[grismavessel]

Uh, hey. Just wanted to say 1) I really love Gris and the Vessel Au! They really inspire me and kinda help my own confusion for my own oc's ha. And 2) I recently realized ( even though it's months after playing PLA) that Giratina did, at one point, had a statue in the same Vien as Dialga, Palkia and Arceus in the Celestica Ruins. The problem is that it got destroyed and vandalized. I'm mentioning this because why would there be a Giratina statue in the first place? Would that mean there was people who worshipped them at some point? If they did......where are the people? Is there any at all anymore? These questions have been rotating in my head for a bit now. I don't know if this is something you already knew, or something you are going to add in the Vessel Au, but I couldn't help but wonder what Gris' thoughts would be on the implications ( either told my Volo- who already knows a lot- or just piecing the clues together on their own).

Okay, that's the ask, have a nice day/night!

Aw thank you so much! I'm glad so many of yall enjoy my little rambles and doodles of Gris and the submas twins

And the vessel au is so far my favorite thing I've made (I need to work on it more but i haven't had time TuT) and I'm glad it helped with your own stuff!

I forget that the statue existed. From what I can assume and piece together is that at some point, the ancestors of the Celestica people were able to witness all four legendaries' existence. Each has their own experience with the pokemon making the divisions of the clans for time and space. I think at some point in history there was a Platnium Clan that worshiped Giratina, the Almighty Sinnoh that reigned over distortion, that most likely either died out and Cogita and Volo being the last descendants or were wiped out in some event due to the decay of Giratina's ruins. Mostly likely at the same time that Giratina got yeeted out of reality by Arceus.

(its kind of sad that we don't get more hints/clues about Volo's past and more about Giratina's ruins, but headcanons and fanon do pick up the slack)

I do want to throw that thinking into the au since its Gris witnessed the tensions between Arceus and Giratina wanting to use them for their own purposes and goals. For the au I do want to characterize Arceus and Giratina as having personalities and almost human traits of character, gaining them over time as they try and latch onto Gris.

For Arceus, I'd imagine it solely just to act as a puppet/direct connection to humanity. They'd be very soullessly or apathetic, wanting Gris to collect all knowledge on the pokemon in the land and be the vessel it requires, but slowly over time with Gris they'd come to realize that even it has flaws in its divine being since it just threw Giratina into the void with no further thought and that living with humans is much more complex than it once perceived.

For Giratina, I feel like since that legendary was banished to the distortion realm, its worshippers/people were outcasted or left to rot, and all memory of it was nearly gone from the world, it would feel an intense sense of entitlement for any second chance to either regain its former glory or just another chance at redemption. It's very apathetic towards Gris and Volo, just using them as pawns, but slowly over time just like with Arceus it would see that it cannot change the past, and ruining the future would not do any justice.

I also want Gris to sympathize with both legendaries that neither one is right but neither one is really wrong, kind of like seeing the struggles a person goes through to get better or to better understand someone/something but fumbling along the journey. It'd be a good parallel with the angst I have for Gris's backstory. (i just need to write it down and work on the comic)

Anyways thanks for reading my rambles about the headcanons I have and the au!

#the custody battle rages on #arceus and giratina are fighting for the weekends while gris is packing their bags to run away #vessel au #pokemon #pokemon legends arceus #pokemon fanart #pla au #pla volo #pla oc #pokemon oc #ingo #irida #adaman #cogita #pokemon legends

[baejax-the-great]

fic writer ask game: 4 for "Void", 23, 30

4. What detail in Void are you really proud of?

Okay, honestly? The very beginning, having Hera recognize Zagreus as Zeus's son because he stinks of lightning was a little detail I really enjoyed. She's jealous enough to wonder who this kid is everyone is obsessed with, why nobody told her about him, and start suspecting foul play. But for Zagreus to show up just leaking lightning was the final nail in his coffin. What bad luck on his part.

23. What’s a trope, AU, or concept you’ve never written, but would like to?

HMM I'm still trying to figure out a fairytale story, and I think I have a WIP that's going to fit the bill with Aphrodite creating a challenge just for the Tartarus (Hell) of it. SADLY I'm still on a Patrochilles fixation, which is niche, I know. But basically fairy tale rules-- fall in love/whatever by a specific time/date or there will be dire consequences.

30. Have you ever written something that was out of your comfort zone? If so, what was it, and how did it affect your approach to writing fic thereafter?

This is such an interesting question because I'm not entirely certain what "comfort zone" means. Any time I write for a new fandom, that's me getting out of my comfort zone. Relinquish was a fic that I'm not terribly proud of--on rereading their are some clunky sections-- but it came to be because I couldn't stop thinking about the absolute yearning of Thanzag and just needed to write it out. The first draft was more of a doodle than a story, and it stayed that way for a while. But in writing it, I kind of broke the dam for me to come up with a dozen other stories for them, long and short.

Writing about new or unfamiliar topics isn't necessarily out of my comfort zone because I love learning random things. To write Gold and its sequel, I ended up reading scientific articles about how sprinting works and listening to podcasts about famous athletes falling from grace. I don't know what it's like to be an Olympic athlete (and I never ever will) but it's been super fun to learn various aspects about that world and throw them in a fic. Also about smoky meat Thursday in Greece.

And to answer this question incorrectly, I think one of the biggest lessons I've learned while writing is that I need to know how to get my characters out of a situation before I begin posting or even writing in earnest. I do some outlining, although mostly what I do is write down snippets of scenes I want to include and just headers for others, but if I have a problem at the beginning, no matter how silly, I won't continue working on that fic until I know how the problem gets resolved. This stops me from writing myself into a corner early on or posting and realizing I simply cannot figure out how to work this fic. I think that's the only lesson of mine that I actually do every time, lmao. Like, yes, my fics are better if I leave them for a few days and come back and edit, but also I love yeeting things into the world and moving on.

#I am less happy with that detail now and see I wrote wreak instead of reek tho #big bummer for me that that's been like that for months

[spcllbounded]

// Phew! It’s been a long time since I wrote an actual post outside of my silly teasing! Let’s stop beating around the bush.

 Hey all! It’s ya Joy! I think I owe yall an explanation on what I’m planning and doing and what yall can expect hopefully in the near future! (I can’t make any promises due to a couple of reasons, but I’ll get to that!) So! This is gonna be long. Where do I start?

- First off, I wanna apologize for making empty promises on coming back and not. Actually coming back. If I had a nickel for every time I did that, I think I could pay off my last semester at college. There’s a lot of small reasons why coming back to rping has been tricky for me. 

1. Health problems (especially some nasty, chronic ones and mental ones) are rearing their ugly heads, making me feel nasty in times I don’t expect it. 

2. Making icons, promos and overall updating this here blog stresses me out. I’m in that awkward spot of REALLY wanting to update this outdated blog, but also being incredibly intimidated by all the things I need to make and update. 

3. Being gone for some time makes me feel stupidly guilty for. Being gone. I hate coming back after vanishing off the face of the Earth for a hot second. Curse you anxiety.

4. College is a bitch, especially the senior year. Not just assignments, but adjusting to a new life and new people. It takes so much out of me.

There’s so much I wish I could say and explain, but at the same time, I don’t wanna make up excuses. All in all, things haven’t been the easiest. but I DO really wanna come back and rp with yall. I miss you guys so so much!! I can’t make any promises, but I can sure make attempts to come back!

- Muse page has changed quite a bit since the last time I shared it. Unfortunately, a lot have been yeeted off the list at least for the time being. It’s mostly for the sake of trying to ease my stress and getting around to working on muses I feel pretty solid about writing. I do have the missing muses’ bios and such saved in documents though, so they’re not gone for good! If I feel good about the progress I can make on this blog, then I’ll slowly add more!

- Speaking of muses, one of these misses muses is my round bandana boy. But he’s not in the muse void! He’s back on his home blog. For the time being, I’m reviving @dreamybandee! In the end, I thought it would be easier to leave the dee with what he has instead of trying to start over. Plus, only being one muse I hold so dearly, he’s really easy to go back to if I’m stressed! If things do get too hard to manage on multiple blogs, I’ll go back to plan B and add him on multi. But for the time being, he’s sticking around on his own!

- I hate doing this, but icons are going to be a little inconsistent. I simply don’t have the time to go back and remake them all to make them consistent. So in the meantime, I gotta stick with a mess of different icons. I hope you understand!

- Promos, tag reworks, and other graphics are still being worked on! I’ve got a pretty solid start in adding a new theme and plan to keep going from there! I’m gonna slowly chip away at things here and when I eventually get around to slapping a promo or some related post on here, that’s essentially gonna be me saying “Hey! I’m ready! Throw your muses at me!” so stay tuned!

- Wow Joy. Owning two blogs and that many muses? You must be exhausted. Well rest assured. I’m definitely NOT gonna make another blog with other muses.

Is what I would be saying if I was a good liar. Which I’m not.

All you mutuals that dabble in the Sonic community, keep a sharp eye out for another blog drop. These three got a hold of me and there’s no going back. :’)

Anyways! That’s the gist of what I wanted to get off my chest! I’m so sorry I made a great wall of text here! There was no easy way to say all of this and this has been long overdue I feel. Sorry I couldn’t say or do anything sooner!

I love yall and I hope to see you soon! Have a good one!

#• OOC ✒️ Dear readers • #// long post #// like. really long. Sorry dear mutuals. I'm spilling :')

[lost-in-wond3rland]

Today, I would like to yeet myself into the sun

TW: Weed (is that a thing?), the want to yeet yourself into oblivion (but just like a little bit in the teehee let's be dramatic way)

It's days like this where I wish I was better at budgeting (or generally was just paid more because bffr) so I can go out and buy some good 'ol weed. I miss my stoner days man, I always had that shit on hand. Maybe I'll buy some again when I get paid in a few weeks.

Alas, instead I will drink a bottle of Merlot like the classy ass peasant I am, in my marauders map stemless wine glass. Cheers guys, gals, unicorns, and pals.

Today just started like a dumpster fire. I started my current job not even a month ago, and just started learning the tasks Wednesday last week (10 points if you already see where this is going). I walk into work as one does and start the simply task of walking around the entire clinic and opening all the doors. 20 minutes of that and I walk back into my office area and low and behold I am the only person there. Everyone else either called out, is teleworking, or comes in by 730 or later. Problem is that we have certain reports that gotta be out by 7, it was 645, and I didn't even know how to run them. OH! AND the tech wasn't working ☺️

Que a LOT of panicking and the help of a very sweet friend and SOMEHOW shit made it (if a minute or two late). Of course the whole "you should have asked for help-" well, technically I did it just wasn't one of you guys cuz I didn't know where tf anyone was and my computer wasn't really working so I couldn't see who was online.

All cool though.

The day stayed within that theme for the rest of the day. I won't bore you with the details and try to explain what my job duties are. But that's how my dad started before 7am and it did nottttttt get any better.

Goddamn my alcohol tolerance has gone to shit hasn't it? Or reds are stronger than I remember. I digress.

Today was the day from hell and I would like to yeet myself into the sun. Hell, send me back in time and I'll buy a ticket on the titanic and cheers the iceberg while I sink. Sounds like a good time.

Just. One of those days where, try as I might, I could get nothing right. Not one fucking thing. And I just remembered I need to call to cancel my therapy appointment for tomorrow. I'm going to wait a little later so hopefully I can leave a message on the machine. For one, I don't want to talk to anyone today. For two, if they ask me to reschedule I don't know how to deny without feeling bad meaning I will end up rescheduling and I. Don't. Want. Too. I'd much rather read and write my silly little fics and shout into the tumblr void.

Also, guess who hasn't slept in two days again. Lets see if we go for three today lol Gotta love it here.

Someone just shut this dumb thing off, I don't even care how anymore. And by this thing, I mean my brain. I'm tired, and irritated, and more than anything I wish I could just get high out of my mind. The kind of high were the inhale burns just so, and your brain gets a little fuzzy, and everything is just fucking hilarious, and you can feel music in such a physical way that its wild. But also, probably shouldn't do that. "That's not a coping mechanism", blah blah blah.

Guess I gotta be a semi functioning adult instead.

Fucking pity.

#Seven diaries #fuck thursdays #this one specifically