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A wonderful comment on my fic genuinely made me cry and put me in a good mood for the rest of the day, which inspires me to say here: readers, you definitely aren’t obligated to leave comments on fics. No one should feel pressured to interact with anyone or anything, but…if you do have the urge to comment something and are feeling nervous about it, DO IT!!! There’s nothing writers love more than hearing someone talk about their work and feeling seen for it. You aren’t being annoying or imposing or anything like that. Every comment I get genuinely brightens my day so much.

If you feel inclined, tell writers how you feel about their work!! Whether it’s just a “wow, love this!!” Or an essay about all of your favorite parts and lines, it all means the most.

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guess what movie i rewatched for the fourteenth time two nights ago. IM NORMAL!!!!

MY SILLYYYYYY….. YIIIIPPPEYYYYY

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loyus back to frequent inception doodle posting

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oh wow i think inception is my one true love.

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Day 31: A letter to the Inception fandom.

@inception30daychallenge

The Inception fandom is the best fandom ever??? You guys are all so nice and have consistent events and literally the BEST FANFICTION I HAVE EVER READ IN MY LIFE. I don’t think any other fandom can collectively top the SKILLS of you Inception writers.

I also celebrate every day I see a new piece of Inception fanart because theyre always so good… and on that note… Thank you SO MUCH for supporting my fanart I post here! Inception is the longest fixation I’ve had on a piece of media and if it wasn’t for this small but supportive fandom I don’t think I could’ve done it.

And yeah most of the fandom is arthureames AND IT’S SO CRAZY HOW WE BUILT 8000 FICS FROM LITERALLY AROUND 2:30 MINUTES OF SCREENTIME TOGETHER (althought more like an hour if we’re counting them being alone) the amount of analysis we do on each word they say is dedicated to say the least and honestly always really good.

To send this off, keep making awesome headcanons, keep sharing gifs or clips or old interviews, keep writing, keep drawing, keep being awesome!!!

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Helpful and Preventative Stretches for Writers, Artists, and Gamers 💪🎨✍🎮

If you type, write, draw, game, or generally use your hands a lot (especially if you’re prone to RSI or Carpal Tunnel!) try these stretches as both a preventative measure, and on the spot relief. Take care of yourself and your body, friends!

Start with hands up, fingers stretched out.  Stretch your thumb as far as you can over your palm. Hold and repeat 4 times.

Touch each finger to your thumb. Hold each for 30 seconds. Repeat on each hand 4 times.

Start with a fist. Open half way, hold for 2 seconds. Stretch fingers out, hold for 2 seconds. Repeat 4 times.

Start with one arm out, palm up. Pull your fingers back with your other hand. Hold for 10 seconds. Do the same with your other hand. Repeat 4 times

Start with arms up, palms out. Bend wrists down until you feel the stretch, but keep your fingers loose. Hold 10 seconds. Bend wrist upwards, until you feel it in your wrist and arm. Hold 10 seconds. Repeat 4 times.

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Tagged by @valeriley to share 4 non-selfies! Your pictures were so pretty, I wish I had equally pleasant photos to share…

I don’t take pictures very often, but I do collect goofy photos of Tom Hardy like Pokémon cards, so here you go.

He is so pleasantly odd. I love him in very Normal and not Weird Neurodivergent ways.

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sometimes it's OK to skip a song you like when u don't feel like it at that moment. u r not hurting its feelings

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two parallel lines | the bear textposts 6/?

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I mean, come on. I have to talk about The Bear.

There’s so much with this show that I could talk about, and I think I eventually will, but I watched the season four finale today and wow. I was in tears pretty much the entire time. If you haven’t seen it yet, spoilers ahead, and if you haven’t seen the show at all, please watch it. I don’t think there’s a show out there that rivals this one in truly human acting and writing. These characters genuinely feel alive. There’s nothing like it.

The season finale is so perfect. We’ve spent this entire season with these huge moments. Carmy visits his mom, Sydney decides to stay at The Bear, Richie watches his ex-wife get remarried and realizes he has to make peace with it whether he likes it or not. It’s almost fitting that this last episode is the complete opposite of the entire season. It’s all in one quiet location and takes place in a single moment. It uses the three major strengths of the show to its extreme advantage: the three leads, the cinematography, and the dialogue.

Sydney and Carmy always have this palpable, chaotic chemistry between them. I know people ship them and I do see why, but I’ve never really seen it that way. I think I enjoy their dynamic more as tormented mentor and exasperated student. This explosion between them? Fucking incredible. Sydney is so fucking angry, so appalled that Carmy is, in her eyes, about to give up. But really, behind that anger, she’s terrified. She’s always been so terrified to fail, and she’s convinced herself that this place is her last hope. Despite all of Carmy’s annoyances, the way he seemingly torments her with his insanity and chaos and inability to communicate, she sees him as a life raft. Surely, she cannot fail with him by her side. Learning he’s going to leave her is devastating not just because she’s being betrayed by a friend, but because if he goes and she fails, it will be her fault in her eyes. There would be no Carmy to share the blame. He’s her shield, and without him, she feels helpless. We know from that season two(?) scene under the table that Sydney doesn’t believe she could do this without Carmy, and now he’s about to force that reality. But can you blame Carmy?

I said from the beginning of this season that Carmy was going to leave by the end of it. And that’s not me being a masterful predictor, that’s the show being written so beautifully. You can tell even from season three, and likely season two as well, that Carmy’s heart just isn’t in cooking anymore. He’s been cursed with this double-edged sword. On one hand, he has this thing that he is so fucking good at. He has honed this craft, he has made it his own, he is very likely one of the best in the world. But even better, his cooking is the only way he knows how to express himself. He shows his mother forgiveness, or really just tries to calm her down, by cooking. He remembers Michael through memories of cooking together, memories of making a restaurant together. When Michael asks him why a restaurant, he doesn’t say “I love to cook” or “I want to build a menu” or anything like that. He says that good things always tend to happen in restaurants, that good memories are built there. Cooking, the process of togetherness through it, is all Carmy has ever found solace in. It’s an escape from reality, a more literal escape from a family falling apart, it’s something he can do and tangibly find worth in himself because “hey, I’m at least good at something.” And yet, all of these positives are the negatives as well. On the other hand, he’s so fucking good at just this one thing, and it’s the only way he knows how to express himself. He has lost himself in his craft. He has dug himself so far into it that he doesn’t know who he is outside of it. He doesn’t know who he is. I do genuinely think leaving is the right choice for him. I don’t think he can process his grief and learn to express emotions while still working at The Bear. But I don’t think Carmy has the right reasons for leaving right now, at least not fully. He tells Sydney that The Bear will fail if he stays, that he doesn’t think it can become a good thing. He blames himself for The Bear’s failings, but he accredits it to this deep-rooted, unchangeable part about himself that he thinks is unfixable rather than the mistakes he’s made due to the fear of that unchangeable thing that doesn’t even really exist in the first place. It’s an odd paradox. Can Carmy heal while working here? I honestly don’t know. But he doesn’t think he can, and that’s enough of a reason to go.

Sydney cannot comprehend that, cannot understand why running away is the answer. She’ll never see abandonment as a solution. In a far less literal sense of the word, her mother abandoned her. Furthermore, she saw the negatives of running away throughout the entire season. She ran from her father’s phone calls and, as a result, felt incredibly guilty for not being there when he was getting sick and eventually had the heart attack. What’s more, she also ran from the decision about leaving The Bear, avoiding it continuously until it ate her alive. What solved those problems for her was facing them head on, not avoiding them any longer, not running away. So after an entire season of learning that lesson, to watch Carmy make the same decision that hurt her so greatly is unbelievable to her. To her, running away only causes pain, only makes things worse, and can’t solve anything in the end. There’s also the added point that a small part of her still sees Carmy as this godlike figure. He’s her idol, he’s an inspiration, and watching him give up that skill feels like a slight.

And yet, man, they’re fucking friends. Through it all. They’re screaming at each other, but he’s lighting the cigarette, and they’re passing it back and forth. The two of them know that after this, no matter how bad this fight gets, in the end they’re ride or die. They’d jump in front of those trains for each other. And then, Richie enters.

Richie is someone Carmy is in real danger of losing, and has been in the process of losing since season two. Maybe even season one, hell, probably even before the events of the show. That final loss almost happens here, but finally, fucking finally, they address the elephant in the restaurant. Because yes, they talk about Michael a lot. But they never really talk about him. They always mention stories about him like he’s a friend long, long gone, like the wound has calcified. But in this fight turned genuine conversation, Richie and Carmy both finally acknowledge that, no, that wound is very much still open. Neither of them have even began to really process it. The loss of Michael is the single through-line of the entire show, and it gives me chills just thinking about it. He is always in the conversation, he is always behind everything the Bears say, he is a constant presence in every single scene. Carmy and Richie finally essentially say to each other, “fuck, it fucking sucks that we lost him.” In the end, they realize that they haven’t been on opposing sides at all. They’re both grieving the same brother, blood or otherwise. And they’ve got this resentment towards each other still, but at least they’ve acknowledged it. They both feel like the other knew Michael in a way they themselves couldn’t, they both feel like they’ve failed him, they both think deep down that “maybe if I had just been there more, maybe I could’ve saved him,” they both are haunted by that loss. And I think, maybe, that both of them are guilty about the aftermath, too. It took Michael dying for them to all attempt to get their shit together. He becomes a sort of martyr to them, a wake-up call, and I’m sure they both wish they had gotten that call in some other way.

I was already losing it by this point, but then, right there at the end is the nail in the coffin. Sugar walks in, learns the news, and she doesn’t even have to say anything. And I said to myself in my head, she already knows, she understands because she’s his sister. And I just lost it. Because as a sister to a brother I am very close to, I just get it. Even more tear-jerking is the fact that Carmy reminds me so much of my brother. The way Sugar hugs him and smiles, so fucking relieved that he’s going to get out. She had told him already to do it, she had already known that his heart wasn’t in it anymore, but she never pushed for him to go. But with that smile, she’s thinking to herself, “thank fucking god.”

I’m just rambling on and on at this point, and maybe I’m completely off-base with all of this, and maybe it’s all nonsense, but man. I just love this show to death. I love each and every character. I’ve always been partial to Sydney and Sugar, Sydney because of course, she’s Sydney, and Sugar because I see myself in her and her dynamic with Carmy. There’s so much else I want to write about with this show, particularly Carmy’s encounter and fight with Claire outside her house, but that’s for another time. If you have any differing or further thoughts/comments on this episode or anything about the show, please let me know, I love talking about this stuff.

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Chapters: 2/23 Fandom: Inception (2010) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Arthur/Eames (Inception) Characters: Arthur (Inception), Eames (Inception), Mal Cobb, Dom Cobb, Yusuf (Inception), Ariadne (Inception), Saito (Inception) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Royalty, Modern Royalty, Inception Alternate Universe, Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, Slowwww burn, Eventual Smut, Eames is a prince, Arthur's in charge of him, what more do you want from me, AU, Royalty, Dreamhusbands, Christopher Nolan is rolling in his metaphorical grave at what I've done to his source material, POV Eames (Inception), Mutual Pining, Pining Eames (Inception) Summary:

Prince Eames is everything no one wants him to be. He spends his days in discordant chaos, reveling in the insanity his personality alone can create and earning the country's disdain in the process. After making one mistake too many, the royal family has no choice but to hire Arthur, a strait-laced, no-nonsense American guard who will stop at nothing to put Mr. Eames back in line.

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After six months of writing, the first two chapters of my Inception fanfiction are finally up!! I cannot believe I’m putting this out into the world, I’m excited and nervous and kind of shocked that I even finished this thing in the first place. Feel free to join the ride if you’re interested :)

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I’ve finally finished writing my fic and am now up to the editing phase! Out of curiosity, how to you writers out there go about editing? What’s your attitude towards it?

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I’ve fallen behind on the 30 days of Inception, mostly because I’ve been busy working and trying to finish up my Inception fanfiction before I go back to school, but I had a day off today and…this is not the TV show ramblings I normally write about but I have to put this somewhere.

A met a dear friend of mine during my sophomore year of college. Due to an odd series of events, we ended up being suitemates and became essentially attached at the hip. She was the closest friend I made at school that I didn’t know prior to arriving and made a really tough year in my life survivable. She had to transfer to another college for her major, and so someone I deeply loved would have to live her life outside of me.

At first, thinking about the alternate universe in which she never left makes me upset. Here’s this person who I’ve connected with on a level I’ve only ever connected on with five other people in my entire life, this person who feels literally destined to be a dear friend. I know that if she stayed at school with me, we would’ve stayed attached at the hip. We probably would’ve lived together again, spent our days watching bad movies, going on hikes, and staying up late to play video games on her floor. I mourn that life often, the one I could’ve had with her, the one where the world feels conquerable because she’s right there with me.

But then, to find solace, I start thinking of it in another way. The fact that I met this person in the first place is already astonishing. Four of my friends and I happened to have someone drop out of our housing group late in, leading us to have to find a new sixth person. One of my friends in the group happened to reconnect with some girl she hadn’t spoken to in four years but went to some of high school with, and that girl happened to go to our school. She happened to be our year and happened to have enough credits to join us. Then, despite us both being extreme introverts, we happened to go to a show together to support my roommate and got to talking about video games. Because of all of those little things, I met someone irreplaceable, someone who I get the privilege of missing whenever I have a quiet moment, someone who I love so dearly I wish we could explore the rest of life together side by side. How lucky am I?

I spent my day off visiting this old friend who I now see only once a year. We aren’t even terribly far from one another, but we’re at different colleges the majority of the year, and during the summer, we both work enough to the point that scheduling is nearly impossible. As I sat and waited for her in the train station, my anxiety was growing and growing. What if we had nothing to say to each other anymore? After all, the last time I saw her was a year ago. What if she and I had both changed too much to recognize one another? What if time had muddled up the love we once had?

Then, I saw her, and it all made sense again. It was as if the time had never passed. We talked and wandered and explored the day away, and for a brief moment, the world was ours again.

I suppose this is all just to say that just. Man. It really is all about old friends, isn’t it? When Taylor Swift said it’s never too late to come back to my side and you know, you’ll always know me, when Phoebe Bridgers said anyway, don’t be a stranger, when Mitski said keep a leftover light burning, so you can keep looking up, isn’t that worth holding on, when Pinegrove said should tell my friends I love them, when Olivia Rodrigo said but if you’re out there, I hope you’re okay, when Noah Kahan said it’s like I’m still here with you and I don’t wanna say goodbye, and when Lorde said you’re the only friend I need and but that will never be enough.

I could go on and on. If anyone reads this I just want to say one thing. If reading this reminds you of someone, someone with a ball of light in their chest you’ve always been drawn to, someone who makes you feel like you were born to know them, someone who you’ve never had walls around without even realizing, someone who makes this incomprehensible world feel simple, someone who passes time, someone who you miss constantly…tell them you love them. Hold on to them, hold on to the time when it’s easy. When you’re always at each other’s doors, when there’s nothing standing between you both, when it’s impossible to fathom a time they won’t be right there waiting for you. The hardest part of life for me to comprehend is that sometimes, people don’t drift due to hatred, or indifference, or some cataclysmic event. Sometimes, life just steers people in different directions. My friend had to leave to pursue her future, and I had to stay to pursue mine. There was no fight, no falling out, just distance and time. I still get angry about it in the middle of the night. What could’ve been. But then I remember what was, and it hurts a little less.

Just…make sure your friends know you love them, I guess. It can’t save you from a potential fate like mine, but it’ll ease the pain. If love was all that mattered, her and I would live forever side by side, talking each other’s ears off until the earth stopped spinning.

Until next year, old friend.

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30 Days of Inception - Day Eight: What board game did the team play together and how did it go? @inception30daychallenge

Technically not a board game, sorry I’m cheating, but I love to think about the group playing poker.

Arthur: You’d think he’d be excellent at a game like poker. He’s smart, calculated, and patient. He knows when to quit and when to push. Unfortunately, he is in fact terrible at poker and most games in general. You see, there are rules to games, and Arthur follows those rules. The people he’s playing with? Perhaps not so much. But even if they were all playing up to code, I still think Arthur would suck. He can’t read anyone’s tells, he gets tunnel-vision about his hand, and often ends up missing an obvious moment when he really should’ve thrown in the towel. He typically refuses to play, because it’s basically like stealing candy from a baby, but he’ll occasionally join in when he’s feeling overly confident (or drunk).

Ariadne: She’d be one of the top players at the table. She’s smart, but in a group as smart as this one, that can’t fully carry you. What helps Ariadne is her ability to read people. Eames is the one known for this skill, but out of everyone, she’s the one who reads Cobb like a book throughout the film despite not even knowing him. She can practically see what hand everyone at the table has, much to their chagrin. She, however, doesn’t have great luck, and so she doesn’t always win.

Yusuf: Middle of the road player, definitely plays a little risky and is punished for that. He’s mostly here to have fun, he’s not taking it very seriously. He talents lie in other, more technical and scientific fields, but poker’s fun for everyone (except Arthur) and he likes playing with the group.

Saito: Similar to Yusuf, but for someone will excessive funding, he plays very carefully. Almost too carefully. He enjoys the thrill of the game, but gets anxiety from it. He also gets flustered easily, which the team takes advantage of.

Cobb: I think Cobb would be right up there with Ariadne, mostly because he’s got a lot of practice. Mal was an expert player who beat him nearly every time, but that didn’t stop him from learning and getting better. The game, like many things, brings grief to Cobb, but he ultimately enjoys the memories it brings. He does often wish that just one time, Mal could beat him again.

Eames: Predictably, Eames runs the table. Yes, he does cheat. Or, at least, he did. It didn’t take long for the group to catch on, and so poker games always included a side quest: how do we ensure Eames doesn’t cheat? The answer ends up being Arthur, who doesn’t mind watching Eames like a hawk and is surely getting nothing else out of the task. Eventually, Eames realizes he can probably beat this group without cheating, and sure enough, he certainly can. He’s the group expert at camouflage as well as understanding those around him. How can you beat someone at a lying game when their job is becoming other people? Usually, Eames only loses when he’s got a truly bad hand that he can’t work around. Or, when Arthur is so dejected that Eames can’t help but throw him a bone.

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30 Days of Inception - Day Seven: How did Cobb propose to Mal? @inception30daychallenge

I’d like to think that Cobb did it in a classy way. I can’t help but think it happened near that fated hotel room. Perhaps the two were on a vacation when he popped the question. When I think about Cobb’s grief, I imagine a lot of it is tied to that room. I think his story becomes more poetically tragic if what started in that hotel room also ended there. Perhaps I’m just in the mood for doomed fates.

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30 Days of Inception - Day Six: Which character could you see yourself being friends with in real life? @inception30daychallenge

(Missed another day, curse having a busy life when all I wanna do is think about this movie)

I’m definitely gonna have to go with Ariadne first and foremost. We’re similar ages, and I’ve always loved her characterization. She seems like she would be a lot of fun. I also would like to believe that Eames and I would get along because I really love his personality type, but I think I’d be extremely intimidated by him. Arthur is the character I feel the most similar to and relate to the most, I’d like to talk to him about books and movies and shit.

I definitely would not be friends with Cobb. I feel like every conversation with him would leave me extremely deflated…

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AW SO SWEET thank you!!! Was not expecting this at all 😭😭

@jebbzfixations - You are a such a positive and happy existence in the fandom. Also love your writing style so much as well! Wishing you joy!