#I do Want to write

[reading-writing-dying]

Making myself finish next fic chapter tonight because I have to dm a multi-hour dnd session after work tomorrow and while I probably could finish after I will be so brain dead actually

[morningmask27]

Have you had any writing ideas lately that you'd like to talk about?

it's a bit of a challenging time to be creative right now, as I have exams coming up to murderize me soon (I'll be at it for the entirety of June, what a wonderful life)

buuuuuuuuuut that never keeps me from being creative, I just can't justify doing it a lot lol

but yeah, I've been tooling around with a few things here and there; one of them a little drabble I wrote one night that I'll add under the cut

aside from that it's mostly me having some ideas and the desire to do them, but university really isn't forgiving, so I can't really spare that many hours to write something anymore. now I do see myself maybe writing a drabble or two a bit later in June if I find a moment, but writing is just a bit too much commitment for me to casually do during exams

She entered her cave silently. It was empty aside from her; she would know if someone else was in there. Stone Claws rarely ever dare to follow her all the way in, which made her feel somewhat more safe at least. She laid down in the back and looked at the scars on her flanks. 

She and the Stone Claws had had many fights in the past and that she was still alive was barely short of a miracle. Each line marring her body was there because she survived. Often it did mean a Stone Claw or two died, or even a few of their followers; those small stubborn cowards. Show your teeth and they turn around with their tails between their legs. She huffed, it hurt. Last time she encountered Stone Claws they got a bad hit on her neck. It was healing nicely, but could sting at sharp movements or actions. 

Droplets dripped down the teeth of the cave, forming small pools on the floor. She felt tired all of a sudden, just tired. It had been many winters since she had joined this world, so it wasn’t unusual. 

Many winters indeed; many winters since her mom took care of her and her siblings. Back then she rarely had some alone time. She and her siblings got in many troubles and the elders often scolded them for their latest ingenious stunt, but she would never regret it. Not any of it. 

She had wished to enjoy this life too, of complaining about the frolicking youngsters, but she was alone. She prefers her alone time, but it had been so long since she had seen a young one, since she had seen anyone at all. It must have been a season or two at least, and they were always scared or wounded. Stone Claws on their traces. 

One of her old friends she did save by ambushing the lone Stone Claw on the hunt; a little overzealous youngster, just like she had been, but she had survived and they had not. Was it luck? Was it just how life works? Did they have that small bit of too much audacity that led them to their death? She would never know. Stone Claws are mysterious creatures to her, just like she must be to them. She and the rest of her kin. 

But since that last wounded friend of hers she hadn’t seen anyone anymore. It began becoming more and more worrying, but she had always wanted to keep that for the smarter members of her family; she wasn’t the type to worry, she’d rather live life and see what comes. 

The tiredness was taking more of a toll on her. She wondered if it’d be a good idea to take a nap now. Stone Claws like hunting during the day, but this cave should still be safe enough and she was hidden in the back of the cave. Stone Claws, with their miserable sense of smell, would probably not even sense her in there. 

She laid her head down and closed her eyes. The dripping of the droplets sounded louder until they could be mistaken for steps. Small steps of a young one. Had any of her kin been hiding in this cave the whole time? Why didn’t they join her earlier then? 

She tried to raise her head, but it felt too heavy. She couldn’t even open her eyes anymore, but she did feel a little shape pressing against her. It felt odd, but oddly comforting at the same time. She wanted to see the little shape, but it was all dark and heavy. All of it except the little one next to her, purring happily at the warmth she shared with them. She enjoyed the source of joy, letting it doze her off little by little until she felt her body fully fall into a deep slumber. 

The darkness disappeared all of a sudden. She felt lighter and freer. More than she had been in a while. She lifted her head and turned to see the small cub nestled at her flank. It smiled at her with the same starry smile she remembers so fondly. 

“Hi sis! You ready to play?” they asked, leaping up ready for their next exploit. Their tail swished in the air playfully and curved in that way that was so undeniably them. She smoothly stood up, leaving the dead weight she carried behind and followed her sibling out of the cave. She would probably not have a lot of alone time anymore now. 

[atl0yalty]

hi. sorry i haven’t been here or on kendra much. i tried to be today bc i know i owe people things and i really do wanna write. but i’m currently curled up in a ball on my bed right now so i’m going to try again tomorrow x

[vulpinesaint]

quiz enjoyers! i am now inviting you to come create something in my workshop❕

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[smoosie]

(Which arm, Viktor, huh ? Which one ??)

They were not a couple so, Jayce (who had a very bad day and just wanted to hug it out) proceeded to freak out, backed out of the lab and never mentioned it again but, Astral Viktor, that mf ? He'd be delighted to remind Jayce of that moment in time, of that missed call and watch him die from embarrassment and resentment over himself

(I'm glad they've never beaten the gay allegations and never will)

[mayonaisalspray]

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[noodles-and-tea]

Continuation of this

[canonkiller]

but you can't keep holding on like this.

[inkskinned]

okay is she being actually immature or is it just a woman over 30 expressing a human experience you find to be immature.

like yeah. at certain ages... let shit go. im not defending the real immature shit. im not defending the karen you're picturing. i worked in retail i hate those people too. (once somebody got mad at me because she didn't like how our winter window decor was a snowman smoking a pipe. i wish i was joking).

but men at 57 will write books about how 17 year old girls are soooo sexy. they will invent worlds where women have to be naked for "armor reasons." they will write songs that treat women as objects. people rush to defend them. meanwhile a woman at 35 will be like "heartbreak is hard, actually" or "i feel betrayed by a friend" or "i am struggling with something emotionally." immediately people will say stuff like this woman is 35 by the way. by the way this woman is SO OLD to be experiencing this. BY THE WAY.

im 31, almost 32. the other day a poet was blasted online because at her "big age", she had written a poem about feeling unloved. top comment was "this woman is 29 by the way." this woman is too old to still be useful, by the way. she has to behave better . maybe if she was a good wife and mother she could stop existing loudly, and the story could continue on without her. this woman has served her purpose, by the way. she's so cringe, by the way. at 29 - so old! - she still hasn't figured out that her existence should be one of shame.

[homoqueerjewhobbit]

Reading fetish erotica with absolutely pristine and morally upright consent and neat and tidy safer sex practices is like watching a Fast and Furious movie where they stop at every stop sign and signal for every lane change and always obey the speed limit.

[legolambi]

say it with me melvik pre series toxic situationship

[artist-rat]

fine dining at the blushing mermaid. with the boogieboys

[reinbouxsworld]

twisted wonderland × kimetsu no yaiba (au!)

based on this post here.

I this this on a a japanese song only playlist and a wave of hiperfixation. So heres the context: Yuno (Yuu) and Leona were newly married and lived on his family’s land. On the night after the Town Below festival, Yuno returned home to find not only her husband’s family dead but also her younger brother, Grimm. Leona was the only one still alive, but as she tried to lead him down the mountain, she discovered that he was no longer human.

Silver, a demon slayer, confronted Leona. However, after witnessing him protect Yuno, he chose to spare the newly turned demon’s life, and send the couple to his master, Lilia.

Vil and Rook are the Tamayo and Yuuchiro of this universe. Vil lived more than 300 years only on serving face and hate, nonetheless showed kindness by helping Yuno and Leona after their encounter with the Demon King.

Ace and deuce are both slayers, one ranking above yuu. The three met during a mission, and the two decided to stick by her side from that point on.

[soldrawss]

Something something 16yo 2k12 Mikey gets sucked into a portal and sent into the RISE universe and ends up helping raise the RISE kiddos AU

[umblrspectrum]

i love learning cursive just to write text for exactly one character