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The great thing about huge declarations is that the most times you're ever going to have to deliver on them is ONCE. And even that is vanishingly unlikely. The dishes happen every day. My feet hurt now. The kids need a lift to piano lessons every week. The grenade is hypothetical.

hellolovelyscientist

The grenade is hypothetical.

xyywrites

The most human thing a character can do is contradict themselves.

The cynic who still carries a childhood stuffed animal.

The liar who craves honesty.

The overthinker who makes reckless decisions.

The heartbreaker who believes in soulmates.

The pacifist who holds lifelong grudges.

The tough guy who cries during old movies.

The thrill-seeker who's terrified of commitment.

The grump who’s unfailingly polite to waitstaff.

People aren’t consistent. Your characters shouldn’t be either.

socialmaya

lierdumoa

This is why I have no sympathy whatsoever for anti-intellectuals who complain when discussion posts use too much academic language. "You can't expect me to whip out a dictionary every time you post—" BITCH I LOOKED UP "AHEGAO" FOR YOU. OUT OF THE GOODNESS OF MY HEART.

midnight-terror

thought a little too hard about it and now i have tears in my eyes and i feel physically ill

huariqueje

Night Flowers - Matt Bannister , 2024.

British , b. ?

Acrylic on paper , 21 x 29.7 cm.

willtheweaver

Ways to describe rain

• It was a drizzle that clung to everything it came into contact with. Soft, refreshing, pure.

• “So much rain…it’s like some god is weeping over a loss no mortal will ever understand.”

• The rain was relentless. It sounded like stones or nails relentlessly falling onto the roof.

• It must have been raining. There was the faint sound of drip drip drip as drops hit the dense foliage. Few reached the forest floor.

• This was a hard rain that was painful to be in. Their old mentor called it ‘nature’s water jet’.

• Character took shelter under a fallen log while the bombardment took place. A single raindrop was more than enough water needed to drown them.

• There was music in the rain. A rhythmic beat that soothed the heart.

• “Rain at last…”

“I know. Everything being washed clean. A new beginning.”

• They found themselves in a sun shower. The rising mist, falling rain, and dappled light all mingled, causing the familiar to become veiled.

• “I never noticed before how the rain looks like a curtain. I just want to go outside and peel it back.”

huariqueje

Beauty Sleep - Rachel Parker

American , b. ?

Watercolour on paper , 10 x 12 in.

amwult

my least favourite turn based strategy game is email

scoutingthetrooper

these are the best cards on the planet and no one can tell me otherwise

(etsy)

hateusandseeifwemind-deactivate

Dude you cant even tie a bunch of bed sheets together to make a makeshift rope and descend from a window anymore

callizinc

mutuals i am. placing a very small very friendly baby dragon . in your hand :]

girlnephew

runby2

in recent events of that zoo losing the clouded leopard, it reminded me of the time i went to a large petting zoo and there was a free roaming little black sheep. cutest little guy i ever saw, soi went to the zookeeper nearby and said ‘i think its really cute how you have a sheep thats allowed to just walk around. ‘ then the zookeepers eyes widened and he grabbed his walky talky and ran