IF YOU DON’T SHIP MY OTP I SWEAR TO GOD i’ll be okay with that
YOU DON’T LIKE MY FAVORITE THING, I’M GONNA respect the fact that you have your own taste
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@void-tiger
IF YOU DON’T SHIP MY OTP I SWEAR TO GOD i’ll be okay with that
YOU DON’T LIKE MY FAVORITE THING, I’M GONNA respect the fact that you have your own taste
this is how new yorkers @ mamdani
public defenders get behind me. i’ll defend you this time
“so you like criminals?” I LIKE THE RIGHT TO A FAIR TRIAL.
Unexpected Faces
It starts when Shiro spots an unexpectedly familiar face on campus. Things tumble from there.
Or: Pidge finds her family.
Foster Care AU and we finally meet the Holts!
my two brain cells
This is what executive dysfunction looks like
Inside you there are two hamsters…
@noisypaintersong
Tips to keep yourself writing
1. Set a specific amount you will write every day. I call this the Terry Pratchett method. Set a goal you know you can do. This isn’t to stretch you, this is to get you into a routine. Pick something you can do every single day without burning yourself out. Sir Terry wrote 400 words every day. Pick something that’s easy for you. You can always go over that amount but you want an amount you know you can reliably hit over and over again. The trick isn’t the amount, its the Every. Day. part. Every day, at some point in the day, sit yourself down and write your amount. Every. Day.
2. Don’t beat yourself up if you have to skip a day. Life happens. Sometimes - life happens a lot. I skipped an entire week around Fizz dying. Beating yourself up for missing a day, or days, will actually make you feel less like getting back into writing. You’re human, let yourself be human. That said, you’re writing the set amount so that it will become a habit for you. Get back in the saddle once you can. Don’t skip for reasons that you know don’t merit skipping. Don’t give yourself ‘skip days’. Write. Write every day. Force yourself to push out your small amount of words even if it means you spend more time wandering around and playing on the internet than writing. Don’t stop until you’ve written your allotment for the day. Every. Day.
3. Pavlov Dog yourself. I like to play soundtracks in the background while I write. I have no variety and usually play the exact same soundtrack over and over. It’s gotten to the point that, if I can’t seem to focus on writing, I can put on the soundtrack and suddenly its easier to get writing. Find something routine that you can do that will help trigger you into Writing Mode. A specific cup of tea, a scented candle, a background noise, a time of day, a ‘I’m preparing to write’ routine, whatever. Find something that helps you set the mood and do it repetitively, even on days you think you don’t need to. Because there will come days when you DO need to and that’s when you’ll be glad you’ve already clicker trained your brain to respond.
4. Stop writing before you run out of ideas for where your story is going. If you’re only writing shorts this doesn’t apply as much but if you’re going Long Haul with a story, stop writing before you get to the end of your idea. For myself this works like - write a scene, know where the next scene is going or at least starting, stop writing before I hit the next scene. This way I am not going to get hit with writer’s block the next time I sit down to write. I already know where I’m starting from. Its tempting to rush ahead and just write down everything you can think of in one sitting but you don’t want to lose your groove. You’re writing every day. Leave yourself something to write tomorrow. If you’re worried you’re going to forget, make yourself some quick notes but the whole point of stopping before you hit An End is to let you keep your momentum when you pick up writing the next day. You’re in this for the long haul, there’s no need to rush.
Obvious disclaimer that these are things that work for me. They won’t necessarily work for everyone. But if you’re having a hard time writing (and I did for over a decade) give these a try and see if they help.
ps. feel free to add your own additions. The more people have to chose from, the more likely they’ll find something that grooves with them.
i think censoring subtitles is actually ableism
It feels like a convoluted form of infantilization of disabled people. Oh, I can watch a horror movie but can't read the word fuck? I can watch R-rated films, but I can't read the word shit?
It's one of two things:
1. It's deliberate infantilization of disabled people.
or 2. The puritanical impulses of American society are SO Fucking Off the Goddamn Walls at this point that most able bodied people can't recognize the cognitive dissonance of a film saying fuck but not letting the same exact adult audience read the word fuck.
it's probably both. But fuck, dude.
An early 20th century postcard against the coercion of motherhood and promoting the usage of contraception.
video of my peregrine falcon animation. hopefully this works better than the GIF
Hey um??
Via ID in alt
licking you bee wanted your sweat. that second one was just a freak I think
All swords are lesbians. Yes, even the non-enchanted, unintelligent ones
thirsty sword lesbians 2: thirsty lesbian swords
Il troll di Photoshop
Imagine being this good at photoshop and using it for evil.
He isn’t evil, he’s just working on genie logic….you need to be REALLY specific
MONDAY.
SPITE AS FUEL.
Three yaks dance in Lhasa city (cr 情满拉萨,吉吉)(If you do not reside long-term in a high-altitude environment, please avoid intense physical activity at high altitudes, as it may trigger altitude sickness.)
[Three musicians in astonishingly good chubby yak fursuits dance to the tune of Michael Jackson's "Beat it"]
Me: They're probably dancing to some traditional folk music or something.
Me: *unmutes it*
Me: AH.
What's fucked is that the warrior cats clans have little or no interdependence to speak of, which means that diplomacy is almost completely toothless when there's nothing the clans can offer or withhold from each other.
In real life if, say, one country does something shitty to another country, there are at least some things that can be done before escalating to military action, ways to mete out consequences without going to war: lawsuits, trade sanctions, travel restrictions, and so on. But the clans don't trade with each other, they rarely collaborate outside of extreme circumstances, and borders are permanently closed by default, so the only real way to retaliate at all is to escalate to violence. And even in quote-unquote peacetime, except in the aforementioned extreme circumstances, no clan ever really benefits from the existence of the other clans; not only are there no systems in place for sharing resources or skills, most characters in-universe would react with suspicion or confusion to the idea that they even should. The ideal situation in the warrior cats world is one where the clans don't interact at all outside of monthly Gatherings. This cat society is built in such a way that peace is synonymous with isolation. Travel between clans is impossible because every adult member of each clan is an active member of that clan's military unless they're on maternity leave or retired, which makes every crossing of a border an automatic act of aggression. Warrior Cats is the story of four military dictatorships shakily coexisting for months at a time until something inevitably raises tension and hostilities again, and both the characters and the narrative act outraged over idea that maybe they should be less of a military dictatorship.
the authentic childern-at-recess-with-other-packs-of-children experience. the author understood her audience.
I say shit like "If my memory serves me" knowing damn well it serves the dark lord