#IM NO WRITER

[nattule29]

Summary:

When the Nublar Five stowed away on a cargo ship to uncover the identity of the mysterious broker, Darius, Ben, Sammy, and Yaz found themselves caught and imprisoned aboard the ship. Locked inside a cargo crate until the crew could decide their fate, their situation took a dire turn when the storm surged, pushing their crate into the sea.

Well I finally got around to ch2 (this is a warm-up to that benrius boom) 

[tobytost]

this is how I feel when I'm trying to write something

[awfulawfulawfultimesthree]

Persisting In Spite Of

Imagine, if you will, a doll who is bound to a mansion. No one's lived there in years, the wooden bannister had housed countless generations of termites, and nature is slowly reclaiming its territory. And yet, the doll persists.

They have a routine; every morning at 6 on the dot (not that it knows, the clocks have long since ceased in their ticking), the doll opens their box, dresses in the moth-eaten uniform they painstakingly ironed the night before, goes about opening and starts on their chores.

[You get the point, if anyone would want to finish they're more than welcome to.]

[charbroiledchicken]

"you're the writer, you control how the story goes" no not really. i wrote the first sentence and then my characters said "WE WILL TAKE IT FROM HERE" and promptly swerved into an electrical fence.

[wordfather]

writers be like; anyone gonna write this story? and then not wait for an answer. and then not write it either

[raggedytiger]

this is so bad but i permanently cropped the file so brutally that i can no longer edit it. whoops! also panels 4-7 were fully coloured but it looks better without for some reason. pomni (penny?) is such an ugly crier. i love my horrible failgirl accountant

[wolfienation]

absolutely hilarious to me that agatha calls rio a bad boy when in reality rio is actually the rule following jock with infinite patience and care who brings you flowers on a first date.

agatha on the other hand is the snarky girl who gets into arguements with her teacher about the smallest details in the lecture and is constantly getting detention for cursing someone out. she's top of all her classes tho.

[cyberiapinksosa333]

“wtf is wrong with you”

you mean like today or like in general?

[turtletoria]

i wanted to try drawing older Mabel and Dipper !

[bluejayscrying]

Jason blinked “You…Hate the Joker?” He tried to scan his memories for any mention of Harley Quinn mentioning ‘Her Puddin’’ in fights, or really at all since he's been back in Gotham, and He came up shockingly blank.

“Aren’t you like his fucking girl or someting?” 

“His Girl?! Not anymore! Im Harely ‘Fuckin’’ Quinn!” She huffs, crossing her arms over her chest like a  defiant child. “I Hate Mista J more than I hate Big ol’ Batsy, which is really fuckin’ saying something!”

Or, Jason is brought back to life, and channels all his spite into screwing Bruce over by Attending Medical school and doing what's least expected of a catatonic zombie: Befriending former-psychiatrist Harely Quinn, and Becoming The most Golden fucking child Gotham has ever seen

fic now in proressss" https://archiveofourown.org/works/57341587

[froopa-coopa]

"I live a lonely life without you. And I may be troubled, but I'm gracious in defeat."(in dreams - ben howard)

fanart inspired by the fic "buried my love in a shallow grave" by iamcringebutiamfree on AO3 / @grahamfolgersdeliciousnotebooks !!Set right after Jon made it out of the buried. I love it so much🍊💙

[phantomrose96]

Actually the funniest part of the entire James Somerton debacle is the response his cowriter Nick gave. For context, Hbomberguy talks a bit about Nick as a cowriter, and there is not any strong evidence implicating Nick of also plagiarizing, so Hbomberguy takes the angle of "Nick is probably not (also) responsible for the plagiarism".

Nick's response?

To claim he could not be part of the plagiarism, because he does not read. And does not do research...

SOURCE: I Fact-Checked The Worst Video Essayist On YouTube - YouTube, video essay by Todd in the Shadows.

The second screen cap is maybe a tongue-in-cheek joke... but bold choice when everyone's eyes are on you to respond to serious allegations. And this screencap doesn't include the other wishy-washy statements, pre-video, from Nick saying to the effect of "I write based on vibes. I come up with an idea and ruminate on it." For research videos. For educational videos about queer history and queer media culture.

Adds flavor to the Todd video, which goes through two-dozen examples of Somerton videos which just claim... provably factually incorrect bullshit.

This guy is a writer. An author. You could not waterboard "I don't read" out of me if I were aiming to launch a writing career.

Beating the plagiarism allegations by confidently asserting you suck too bad to ever get that far.

[arrowheadedbitch]

Jason and Tim are arguing, Jason brings up how Tim stole his mantle

Tim, yelling: I did what I was supposed to do!! I got an adult! It's not my fault the adult wouldn't help! I had to take matters into my own hands, I will not be shamed for that! If you want to be mad at someone? Don't be mad at me. Or Bruce. Or Alfred. You wanna be mad at someone? Be mad at Dick Grayson, because when I saw that Batman was falling apart at the seams, I went straight to him! I asked him to help, when Batman was going to tear Gotham apart, piece by piece, in his grief, I BEGGED Dick to help, and he said no, so I had to step up because otherwise no one would.

Jason, not angry anymore: Wh- Tim, you were, you were 13! It wasn't your job to fix a grown man, you didn't have to be the one to save him...

Tim: Then why didn't anyone help!!

Jason: Tim...

Tim: why didn't anyone help?

[charbroiledchicken]

reblog if you're a writer but would rather drink straight cyanide than show any of your family members your work

[tojisun]

i want simon to love you so strongly, he doesn't even know what exactly it is he's feeling.

it is so intense, he cannot even sleep nor eat nor sit in silence anymore. you plague his thoughts day in and day out, filling every second of his day with this vitriolic turmoil.

the first time he realized it was not a passing feeling, simon felt the desire to...lash out, somehow. to get angry. to come to you and snarl questions—what have you done to me?—because he knows that this wouldn't have happened if he never met you. if your paths just never crossed.

if simon was just never interested.

he should have known, then, that his fleeting interest would turn into something bigger than he is, twisting into something that he cannot manage because simon has always been quick to get addicted to many things—ferocious in his hunger, gums twitching with need.

simon still does not know how to take everything in moderation so he’s turned to snuffing out his desires; to containing them until they sit there, buried underneath his ribs and flesh.

but this one with you cannot be buried. it cannot be ignored. it grows every single day, swelling with fangs and tearing into his veins—he bleeds for you, every morning that he climbs from the depths of his raging restlessness—until he is left feeling lost. untethered.

so tell him: what have you done to him?

(the words do not even get to fully leave his mouth, not with his emotions bubbling into strings that pull at him.

next thing he knows is that he has pushed you against the wall, and claimed your lips in a feverish kiss.

simon devours the sounds you make—every hiccupped breath, every gasped out mewl, every stutter of his name. he devours it all because it is all he can gulp from you for now; the sweetness of your passion weaves with his own, and he is dizzy with his affections.

you don't tell him to stop, instead, you beg him for more; crystals of your tears cling to your lashes, and simon is in awe of how much softer you are compared to him. how tender you truly are, all putty in his arms, sniffling with your uncontainable pleasure. with your own raging feelings.

simon feels seen, like this with you. he feels understood.)

[snailification]

Wish there was more loser, slightly unwell, maybe even insane reader...

No pressure or anything... but like...