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DEAR READER
shark vs the universe
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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@pastel-pls
being a guy in love with a guy is not always cute or romantic or soft or tender. sometimes it's pushing your boyfriend's face away yelling because you have viral bronchitis and he keeps trying to kiss you knowing this because he's a himbo with no sense of self preservation
update: he got bronchitis! you'll never guess how
Two types of Slow Burn
Type I
100k of pining, accidental hands touching, sex dreams that end with passionate smut in the last chapter.
Type II
They raw each other in the first part of chapter 1, then spend 100k in denial, misunderstanding, and self-doubt
The gods did not breathe the breath of life into us and give us gifts of a shape, a will, and a voice just so we could pay bills and die.
The absolute whirlwind of a Word this post just gave me
Oh man. Looking at you makes me stupid. I get obsessed with the smallest things. How you look while examining your fingernails. When you stretch, the curve of your neck. The slip of your spine. How wonderful. How enchanting.
You look up. Wrinkle your nose. “Why are you staring?”
I get wordless. All tangled heat and longing. I wanna build a universe where we never get out of bed. I wanna crawl into your arms like ivy, catch your laughter from the air and spin it into a blanket. You make me feel like I’m moss on a tree which is to say you make me feel like I’m home and where I’m supposed to be. Around you I trap sunlight. I want to tell you the inside of the forest you planted in me.
Open my mouth. “You’re a nerd.”
Classy.
showing up late to a meeting with an iced drink is a power move. like with hot drinks the cup is opaque and people cant tell the temperature so they dont know how long ago you got it. maybe its hours old. maybe you just got caught in traffic. who can say. but iced drinks. its clear. they can see the ice. they can see if its still frozen. they look you in the eye and they know you were standing in line fifteen minutes ago and made the conscious, deliberate decision to get a mocha frap instead of being on time. and then you made ANOTHER conscious, deliberate decision to bring it into the meeting with you, informing everyone in attendance that on your list of priorities, each and every one of them ranks firmly below one (1) mocha frappuchino.
Me, at my character whom I created, whose dialogues I write, whose actions I decide, whose development and personality are completely under my control: Why are you such a bitch
being vulnerable enough to tell people how much you care about them is infinitely more brave than pretending to be above love and using edginess as a method of self-preservation
Me in history class: Wow, humanity has been through some fascinating times! I wonder if I’ll ever live through major historical events!
Me now: NO NO NO NO NO I WANT TO GET OFF THIS RIDE
it was supposed to be space travel. it was supposed to be space travel. it was supposed to be space travel. it was supposed to be space travel. it was supposed to be space tr
fun fact, i can be killed but it won’t last
“Small Knife with Sheath” The Ottoman Empire, 18th century. Material: steel, silver, bone, horn, mother-of-pearl, enamel [1359x1920]
よし男さんのツイート: 剣豪漫画に触発されて前に描いたやつを直した＾＾
remember: ghosts are typically immune to physical Things, such as fists or spears, because their bodies are not made of things. experts suggest using un-things when facing them in battle, like an un-spear, or a mildly breezy afternoon, or Concepts
*sucker punches a ghost with the feeling of longing*
apparently ppl don’t know about waifu2x??? despite its… concerning name it’s literally the most convenient website i’ve ever come across as an artist
it allows you to resize artwork without it becoming pixellated. this is a MASSIVE help if you, for example, make lineart too small or something. it works best with things that 1. have no textures 2. have smooth lines 3. have cel shading, but it still works really damn well for things that don’t fit that profile
here’s an example:
normal size
2x in paint
2x in waifu2x
so like, there’s that. go wild
Original:
Photoshop scaled:
Waifu2x scaled:
It’s legit!! Tell your friends!
waifu2x-multi is the newer version. It allows for rescaling multiple pictures at a time and to scale them up to 10x the original size.
@the-meat-thief
summoning a god in a motel bathroom with a candle hastily purchased from a questionable occult store & set up on a wet & sticky bar of hotel soap while drinking wine straight out of the bottle has a distinctly Holly Black protag vibe to it but I think if you’re an adult you can’t be a YA protag anymore so someone assign this a new author with the same vibe but for adults thanks
Okay based on asks I’m getting: seanan mcguire, terry pratchett, and neil gaiman. i’ve only read neil gaiman, but i trust y’all
@neil-gaiman can u confirm
i didn’t realize he has a tumblr and that you can @ him and this shook me to my core. this is why i avoid twitter in the first place.
@seananmcguire thoughts?
since no one else seems to have said it yet, there is a scene with a similar vibe to this in Neil Gaiman’s Anansi Boys, involving sending a character to talk to gods with a rather slapped together ceremony including penguin-shaped candles because they were the only ones that were the correct color
Terry Pratchett characters would do this, but not in the same sexy way that Holly Black characters would. Holly Black are wearing like, too large tank tops and panties while Terry Pratchett are like, wearing like, a work shirt stained with mustard from lunch and pants on their second day of use.
okay what if the person were HYPOTHETICALLY in a towel
“my battery is low and it’s getting dark” is so hauntingly human, so crushingly lonely. I can’t articulate the deep, profound ache that sentence evokes. It’s acceptance and defeat and terror and sadness all at once, all from one tiny machine we asked to explore the stars for us.
