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Art be kinda cool yuh

[awkwardwendigo]

Mc help for joining a 7 years old minecraft world

hello tumblr community

I have found my old Macbook, the first pc where I ever got Minecraft. In one of the worlds, my very first one, there's a problem:

A command block I might've placed long ago, keeps teleporting me to a certain location, even after I die.

Is there a way to stop the command blocks from working? Or am I condemned to stay in here forever, unable to access the world I made when I was a child?

Thank you <3

[awkwardwendigo]

Do the deceased relatives get to see me going insane because hey it's another night spent scrolling opsie dopsie

[teashoesandhair]

Look, all I'll say is that some of you haven't listened to Vivaldi in a while, and it fucking shows

[awkwardwendigo]

Wait till you hear about Rach 2

Rachmaninoff wrote it after two years of intense depression and alcoholism, and when he got out of it he made this concerto which is the absolute TRANSCENDENCE!!1!!1!1!1!

[awkwardwendigo]

Writers out there, I need legal advice

I've been wanting to post my own poetry, short stories and such on websites like Ao3 or Wattpad, but I have no clue how the copyright works;

can I still present something I posted on one of those websites... In a contest? Or ask it to be published by a publishing company?

Do Wattpad/ao3 hold every copyright to anything you post there?

Thanks in advance!! <33

[awkwardwendigo]

things that happened today that make me believe I'm living in a simulation

When walking home, I saw a man fully dressed in black, with matrix-like sunglasses and a serious expression, moving veeeeeery slowly like he was the main character.

Saw a guy with a whole vape in his mouth. Like, the metal part too. (Rendering glitch?)

had a whole conversation about a certain "Paolo" at school with someone I never, ever talked to. I have no idea who paolo is.

Vending machines spawned at school.

When I was in class and it was windy and cloudy, I looked away for like 3 minutes and it was suddenly sunny and it felt like summer.

Saw a whole ass toilet in the street.

Conclusion: I am cooked

[awkwardwendigo]

Mythical life pull

Okay, okay, it is technically not mine, but my dad's experience. But I am somehow involved in this.

be me: after doing sports in the afternoon, I call my dad to pick me up. There's a new guy in our team, he's pretty chill, got a funky accent. My father arrives some minutes later, he greets the parents of the new guy and they talk for a bit. I don't pay too much attention, but they mention being from a little town that my father also comes from.

While we drive home, my dad looks spaced out. I ask him if there's anything wrong. He says "the new kid's mother." "Yeah what's up with her?" I ask. "she has been my crush throughout all childhood."

Basically not only they were from the same town, but also from the same street. they knew eachother, and my dad was deeply in love with her, but never got to confess. And then he moved out.

This is something so random, so bizzarre and also so platonic. Sometimes life just needs to throw in a character from chapt 1 in ur current life, and fuck yeah.

[awkwardwendigo]

the urge to write three short verses that carry the whole humans' emotion spectrum, and send it to someone anonymously via letters.

[chxrry-bombs]

5 Tiny Writing Tips That Aren’t Talked About Enough (but work for me)

These are some lowkey underrated tips I’ve seen floating around writing communities — the kind that don’t get flashy attention but seriously changed how I write.

1. Put “he/she/they” at the start of the sentence less often.

Try switching up your sentence rhythm. Instead of

“She walked to the window,”

try

“The window creaked open under her touch.”

Keeps it fresh and stops the paragraph from sounding like a checklist.

2. Don’t describe everything — describe what matters.

Instead of listing every detail in a room, pick 2–3 objects that say something.

“A half-drunk mug of tea and a knife on the table”

sets a way stronger tone than

“There was a wooden table, two chairs, and a shelf.”

3. Use beats instead of dialogue tags sometimes.

Instead of:

"I'm fine," she said.

Try:

"I'm fine." She wiped her hands on her skirt.

It helps shows emotion, and movement.

4. Write your first draft like no one will ever read it.

No pressure. No perfection. Just vibes. The point of draft one is to exist. Let it be messy and weird — future you will thank you for at least something to edit.

5. When stuck, ask: “What’s the most fun thing that could happen next?”

Not logical. Not realistic. FUN. It doesn’t have to stay — but chasing excitement can blast through writer’s block and give you ideas you actually want to write.

What’s a tip that unexpectedly helped with your writing? Let me know!! 🍒

[awkwardwendigo]

Awesome yet strange feeling, when you finish something that required an astonishing queue, and, getting out, you see other people  in line and are just like "Ah, you peasants, I have already conquered my trophy, I've done my fatigues. Now it's your turn. Such is the way of life."

[awkwardwendigo]

dude, I hate it when I'm just randomly living my life and suddenly I picture THAT person's face in my head and feel the stomach tingling. Like awh man here we go again, no more easy bisy sleeps, YAYYY

[awkwardwendigo]

I love Albert Camus. I just read "the stranger" for the first time and no matter how much you're prepared, you just can't get through some of the things in there.

not just the events, but the rapid succession, the childish superficial analysis of the things, his fading and... apatic?character, all of this just made me like ill.

And of course the ending is a fucking slap in the face but we don't talk abt that.

yeah so if there's still anyone that hasn't read it.. check it out, it's cool.

[awkwardwendigo]

Apparently having formal conversations with your own demons was pretty common shit in ancient Greece

There's evidence of Plato or Aristotle discussing with them out loud. Such a mood.

[awkwardwendigo]

"It's just a transition moment" mfs when they realise life was never about the stationarity, but about the movement.

It is not a single chord that makes a song good. It's the movement, the tension by changing from one onto another.

"one might think life sometimes has those moments that feel like a jump in the void. But really, life *is* that jump."

[awkwardwendigo]

Sometimes life just feels like building sandcastles with all your strength, intelligence and energies, only for them to be destroyed by the waves. Sometimes life really feels like building and seeing it getting crushed. And building again. And, once more, seeing it flow down.

For passions, school, work, friendships, anything really.

[awkwardwendigo]

So you know how basically ancient greek has singular, plural and DUAL, which is when the subject is two objects/people/concepts. It only exists for second and third person though, so it could be translated as either "you two ____" or "those/these two ____".

And basically they don't have the 1st person ("the two of us") because in the very early ancient Greece, the concept of "Me" as an individual was extremely slippery!!! The soul had a shit ton of names for the various "mind", "feelings", "essence" parts and the body was separated, so they already *kinda* saw themselves as a DUO!!!

Idk, this shit sends me crazy

[awkwardwendigo]

hello Tumblr community I have no fucking clue what I'm doing, nor how any of this works omg

Anyway hiii I'm new

Uhhhh yeah Im kind of a writer, musician and I love the little joys in life so FUCK CAPITALSM and LOVE CATS PURRING