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"i am slowing forgetting your face" yeah well i am slowly forgetting how to write a paragraph but you do you
Beating a masochist while she's stressed out to make her feel better call that a succor punch
get in loser if we’re all going through it might as well do it together
if you ever feel sad just read through your ao3 inbox. you dont know how much HappyXP a single "this is fantastic! thanks for writing" comment gives me. this is Your sign to comment on all your favorite fics to gift your authors a good day
I think a lot of you understand oppression as "how many people are mean to you online" and not like. A systemic thing that affects all facets of one's life.
“You call us livestock, but you don’t treat us like livestock. You don’t make sure each of us has been fed, you don’t protect us from predators in the night, you don’t help deliver our young or tend to our ills. You’re not a farmer, you’re a parasite, and we will deal with you accordingly.”
There is no drug on earth that can replicate the absolute euphoria of hitting a writing flow state at 2:00 AM. You aren’t even typing anymore. You are a vessel. You are a channel for the gods. The characters are speaking directly into your brain and you’re just the stenographer trying to keep up. You feel like you could fight a bear. You feel like you invented the alphabet
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hey, did you know that the world is a better place because of your creations and art and writing, no matter how niche or how many people see it
“You’re terrifying.”
“Thank you.”
“That... wasn’t a compliment.”
“Well it should’ve been.”
Dark Sides of Character Strengths
protective → reacting with excessive violence to small provocations and retaliating disproportionately
curious → disregard for safety and boundaries
determined → dooming self and even others when refusing to let a lost cause be lost
vigilant → paranoid control and distrust
independent → isolated and unable to ask for or accept help
decisive → coldblooded, reckless, and taking extreme measures without considering less lethal methods
forgiving → inability to hold peoole accountable and never learning from past mistakes
easygoing → unserious and not taken seriously by others even when warranted
optimistic → denial of real danger and damage
disciplined → rigid expectations of perfectionism from self and others
heroic → meddles even when told not to and ignoring people’s autonomy
generous and helpful → inability to say ‘no’ and stretching self thin trying to help everyone
loyal → blind trust to the point of complicity
That suspicious little speed-walk cats do when they've caught something...
What’s not meant for you will disappoint you a thousand times until you understand!
there's this horrible school of attempted literary criticism on here that holds that 1. everything in any given author's work is autobiographical, especially if it seems "real" and 2. those themes seeped into the work subconsciously, revealing something about the author that they're either trying to hide or unaware of themself. it drives me up a wall, since it seems to deny the fundamental skills that make people good writers: the empathy to imagine and portray experiences that one hasn't had oneself and the ability to take one's personal emotional experiences or worldview and fold them, consciously, into the unworked clay of a narrative.
fucked that you can’t fix other people especially when you really care about them. Oh so im just supposed to be there for you while you suffer. like a useless cunt gargoyle
Somewhat Mary to Clark
the responsible thing to do is write the scenes in order. but the demons do not want that. the demons want the timeline to fall apart around a thousand isolated conversations. and their voices are so sweet
degradation that's so soft and gentle your increasingly hazy mind mistakes it for praise