i have been in the worst creative slump lately
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i have been in the worst creative slump lately
Absolutely horrid that a 10hr sleep does not cure you of all that ails you
it doesn't even cure me of being tired
It should work like in RPGs. I want to be able to go to bed exhausted, poisoned, and missing half of my blood and wake up at 100% fully recovered
the most important virtues for the young woman are as follows: time theft, selfishness, orgasms, irreverence to authority, sacrilegious behavior, a questioning mind, and eating regular meals.
I love tumblr because somehow I can end up being mutuals with a celebrity (someone that wrote a fic that I loved)
Happy Pride Month to these two queers and the gayass looks they always give each other
the great divide really is, in its entirety, about a great divide.
it’s about growing up, leaving home, building a life elsewhere, and realizing that return doesn’t restore anything—it only reveals what’s been shifted. the buildings are still there, your old haunts are still there, the people still recognizable, the past still intact in its own way, but something in the way you meet it has changed. you have changed, and in that change, no longer fit in the same way.
what the album keeps circling is not any one moment, but an accumulation: missed conversations that never fully reopen, relationships that continue but subtly drift, versions of yourself that still surface in memory but no longer really exist in the present tense. a yawning gap that forms not in rupture, but in time.
and layered underneath that is something sharper: the way separation isn’t just geographical or relational, but expressive. the voice itself changes. what you want to say doesn’t come out the same anymore—filtered through distance and everything that has happened in between. life lived apart. time that has left everything slightly out of sync with itself.
and so even the attempt to reach becomes something else: not return, but translation. not closure, but articulation across a space that no longer guarantees being heard properly—at all like before.
time doesn’t heal all. success doesn’t overwrite where you came from. leaving doesn’t undo what you still carry. it just changes what you’re able to access, and what only exists now as something you can look at but not step back into.
what emerges is separation as lived condition: the strange experience of loving what you no longer fully belong to, of still recognizing who you were without being able to become that version of yourself again—a version that once fit here, without question.
a divide between past and present; memory and lived life; who you were and who you’ve become.
the great divide is like what if you stayed and it haunted you and what if you left and it haunted you and what if you came back and it haunted you
chat reminder to just write whatever the fuck you want. write that overused trope. write that obscure shit that no one will have heard of. just. do it. your writing is yours stop depriving it of that.
honestly in the era of AI slop it is more important than ever for you to write or draw that incredibly niche/strange/unpalatable thing you want to make. the world needs the unique weirdness of people more than ever
Hey…. Hey… Character’s covered in blood, okay? You remember characters covered in blood?? You used to love characters covered in blood
Nancy Wheeler and her Lesbian Projector wishing you and everyone else a Very Happy Pride.
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happy pride month to robin buckley <3
if you could delete a trope from fandom completely What would it be
found family
enemies to lovers
hurt/comfort
post-canon fix it, ending what ending
fake dating
soulmate au
only one bed
fluff
angst
ot3
modern au
other au - royalty, college, cafe, florist
tired of favourite trope What is your most HATED trope. no omegaverse cos it would sweep
watching the montecito episode of hacks again in honor of the first day of pride month
not every mutual fits neatly into an archetypal medievalism but there are some mutuals that im like yeah addressing you as “my liege” would come strangely naturally
what mutual is prev
my liege lord
my loyal knight
my wise wizard
my evil advisor
my brother in arms
my lady muse
my wild mermaid friend
my fellow alchemist
my dashing rapscallion
my monstrous foe
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