#I shan’t be stopped
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thewriterowl · 1 year ago
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Screw it...UwU-ing the blorbos
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whereispearlescentmoon · 3 months ago
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Anyone else stuck in the tower? Anyone else alone and freezing expect for the animal you have made part of yourself? Anyone else not sure if you’re isolating to protect yourself or to protect everyone else? Anyone else stuck in the familiarity of the shape of your loneliness no matter how many people you surround yourself with?
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tomato-fiction · 1 year ago
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clockroach again. might be hearing a lot about them from me because I am starved of their content. I need to scream about them to someone 🥴
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dark-elf-writes · 6 months ago
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A reading canon fic would really devolve into Poseidon (gently) shaking his son and begging him to stop. Running. Directly. At. Monsters/Gods/Giants/Etc.
And Percy says nothing because they all know he will not
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pculrstate · 20 days ago
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It was snowing, colder than it had ever been, and I was covered in your blood. Do you remember that? You probably don’t. You were in and out of consciousness and I kept having to slap your cheek to keep you awake but every time I did my hand slid through blood and snow that had turned liquid against the scald of your skin. I think I talked to you too. Telling some story about when you were little and you broke your leg falling off that sled in Green River. Do you remember that? I’m sure you could barely understand me, I’m sure my teeth were clattering together hard enough that none of my words sounded like words. My body where it was pressed to yours was burning up and my body where it was exposed to the air was freezing toward numbness. You were heavy as the world and far too light, like all your bones had become cardboard. Everything was its opposite. Except the night. The night was the night, bladed and dark and unforgiving. Do you remember how many times you told me you’d never forgive me? That other night, years ago. I remember. I have held that number in the center of my chest. I can’t let it go. Sometimes when I’m alone I reach through my ribcage and pull it out and cup it in my palms and I think, one more time might’ve broken us for good.
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At your bedside, accompanied by the beeps and drips that keep you alive, all I know how to do is tell stories. To try and make sense of what happened. I’m sorry. I’m sorry that this is what I have to offer. I’m sorry that I can’t say I’m sorry.
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Back to that night in the snow, before the blood.
The park was deserted, thank God. You were lying on the ground underneath the swing, legs flung over the curved blue seat, like you’d fallen off backwards and couldn’t get back up. That’s how I found you. Elias was convinced you were dead in a ditch somewhere. I told him I knew where you were, even though that wasn’t true. I threw the phone against the wall so he wouldn’t call the cops. He said if I found you alive I should just let you rot. I said okay and started walking, snow too thick even for the truck. That’s exactly what he said. Let him rot. (Later, when he saw you in the hospital bed—unconscious and face purpled with bruises and that empty spot on your scalp where, in the throes of your high, you’d ripped out a chunk of hair—he collapsed to the floor and wailed. My twin, my twin, that’s my twin. He just kept saying that, so loudly and unceasingly the nurses had to call security.) I walked to McGeller’s and you weren’t there. I walked to Jethro’s house, that fucking ape. He was sitting out on the front stoop wearing a t-shirt and socks pulled up over his knees and when he saw me coming he said, Ain’t seen that motherfucker and I hope he dies. Keep walking.
I didn’t know where to go after that. It was so cold. Every flake felt like a needle.
And then somehow I ended up at the park. Four, five miles from the house. Hadn’t been there in twenty years, didn’t know you ever went there either. Must’ve been, I thought, that you had some sort of homing beacon and because I was your big brother I picked up its signal. I thought, no one else in the world would’ve been able to find you right then except for me. By that point I was too cold-dumb to filter such pathetic romantic notions. And if by some miracle you can hear me and you remember this conversation, I’ll deny I ever said it.
But there you were. I couldn’t tell if you were conscious. Hosea? I called your name and the snow swallowed it whole.
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red-might-be-dead · 7 months ago
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new collective experience just dropped
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foursaints · 8 months ago
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hello saints beloved what is one thing abt urself that does not fit the vibe / perception of urself u put forth … for the sleepover … mine is that my favorite movie is unironically the sonic the hedgehog movies
ives my precious silver thimble … i know we’re on the same wavelength because my answer would be that MY favorite movie is unironically blockbuster masterpiece pacific rim 2013 …
i like to picture us wearing, like, berets & smoking cigarillos & drinking vermouth at a beatnik slam poetry drum circle but we’re watching Sonic on our iphones
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zorosdimples · 1 year ago
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it’s interesting because i think most of my favorite works are my least “popular” performance wise. what resonates with me as a writer is generally not smut; i like to lean into atmosphere and psychology. my fics are really more vignettes than anything else. i enjoy writing character studies and tension and emotions, but either i don’t communicate those things properly in my writing, or people would rather get to the good stuff (whatever that means for them). anyway, it can be disheartening, but i also have to remember that i’m here to write for myself at the end of the day. becuase otherwise i’m chasing popularity—which is ephemeral—instead of fulfillment. my favorite works can stay cult classics… only the coolest people know about them, anyway.
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ssruis · 6 months ago
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cpdb rui + nene cards and emu5 tsukasa + emu cards for the alien alien/niccori survey team/opera space opera “alien race w the goal to spread love and cheer because positive emotions are their society’s fuel (like monsters inc. laughter as a fuel) invasion for Benevolent Reasons” ruikasa/emunene au where emu+tsukasa crash land on earth and are found by rui+nene who have to hide them from authorities/fix their ship… maybe len as the alien ship AI rin as the AI rui made/found/whatever… do u see my vision… the dish I’m cooking up…
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Assorted vague ideas that may or may not end up making the cut:
> CPDB cyberpunk dystopia being a result of emu’s grandpa giving earth (his favorite little planet) some technology because he was like surely the humans will use this to usher in a new era of peace and love 😊 (he was wrong)
> emu’s grandpa gave them souped up hyper competent chat gpt/ai to solve their more boring meaningless issues so they could focus on creating art and then capitalism ruined it 😔
> no I don’t have an agenda against ai generation what would make you think that (graphic design major being told to use generative AI because “that’s the future” when it Looks Like Shit)
> emu crash lands them on earth when they’re meant to be going elsewhere because she wanted to take “a quick teeny weeny detour” to look at her grandpa’s favorite planet (she knew something was wrong w it. Energy outputs were bad? Maybe the alien society wrote off earth as a lost cause) and tsukasa’s like no absolutely not (they wrestle with the controls -> crash land -> emu’s like oopsie daisy 😊 while tsukasa has a hysterical fit)
> if I want to be really evil emu’s grandpa could have died on earth and she wanted to see if he was alive? But I don’t want to hurt emu like that… I’d rather just go the path of her Really Really wanting to save earth. Au version of Wonderstage.
> or maybe tsukasa and emu are just sent to see why it’s failing. But I think the crash landing thing is really funny.
> ohh maybe instead of emotions it’s music based (harnessing the true emotions behind music) and the reason earth has begun to fail is the increasing drive to create empty pop songs that go viral. That would be a better explanation than the general positive emotion harvesting if you’re assuming everyone in the CPDB dystopia is “happy” (complacent with the status quo of capitalism driven entertainment)
> “it’s a tragedy to view it from this small fry of a planet, but it’s a comedy if you view it from space” “I fell in love with you from far far away” “when this song reached over there and resonated, it was you who gave it meaning! Sure enough this universe is wonderhoy!”
> “I don’t read the lyrics anyway, so give me something catchy” “is it about the numbers than the artistry/awful price to pay for vitality/then what do we do? Was that how it’s supposed to go?/the mind going in circles and slowly dying away” “don’t disguise yourself, fantasies and ideals are fine”
> “The trembling streetlights, the pelting rain/My wavering feelings, an emotional telepath/The lost two make contact/And my heart learned of love “A fluorescent light repeatedly switching off and on/The paranormal confusion quietly ate into you/The parallel signals intersected due to singular point/Created-reality-blind acceptance-itus, sensitivity instinct”
> “we will set out to study the world’s smiles” “Between us, we have something that will turn the impossible into a possibility”
> ^ I can probably do something with those lyrics. General vibes to work with. Etc.
> (rui kamishiro voice) sometimes the cure for complete apathy/hopelessness and disillusionment with the current state of the world can be two goofy aliens (nene kusanagi voice) what the fuck are you talking about
> obligatory rui making joke threats about dissecting emukasa (as he did w wxs sekai plushies/aliens in 2024 April fools) & tsukasa going “y. You’re not serious right” “hehe” “RIGHT??”
> tsukasa initially is very “we need to fix this ship and Leave we have a job to be doing” (realizes the state of the earth) “nnnrgg FINE we have to fix this”
> (sees one bug) “nvm emu can we explode this planet into a million pieces and leave- emu. Emu why are you letting it crawl on you dONT GET NEAR ME WITH THAT” (emu chasing him around w a centipede in her hands)
> emu is immediately infatuated with nene “your voice is the prettiest thing I’ve heard in the whole universe” -> “you make me happy just by existing and I want to make you smile every day”… nene goes from “I want nothing to do with this” to “ok I’m involved now. Not just because emu asked. Rui stop laughing at me. (Would be crying and throwing up on the inside if emu was even a little upset)”
> as with all my aus the ruikasa dynamic is “oh he’s pretty and very talented” vs “what an interesting guy (I want to put him in a maze and watch him solve it for rewards)” -> “this guy is fucking insane and is going to kill me one day (said with begrudging fondness and irritation at his own shit taste)” vs “what an interesting guy (I want to put him in a maze and watch him solve it for rewards) (also I am madly in love with him)”
> they destroy the ai thing or something yay happy ending. Idk. I’m not a polisci major you can’t expect me to have a good neat solution for a huge societal issue.
> ending is hard because I don’t want to separate them but emu + tsukasa have way too much left on the home planet to ever consider leaving it permanently… hmm ending where emu + tsukasa are like we gotta go back for a bit but we’ll return to check on the progress -> more permanent way for visits to happen is set up with the eventual intention for rui and emu to join tsukasa and emu on their adventures?
> saki as a researcher on the alien planet w the rest of L/N… tsukasa prioritizing getting communication set back up first and foremost and rui’s like “is he gonna contact his home planet and ask to be rescued even after he promised to help” & then tsukasa calls home just to tell saki (+ she updates toya) he’s ok (she was understandably distraught thinking her brother fucking crash landed somewhere and died) tsukasa tenma voice I’ve upset my sister. I’m going to go run directly into traffic.
> rui and nene live together (making money thru mechanics and programming). Nene has a shit load of arcade games that she and rui fixed up. Neither of them like how society is but they’re both kind of like “wtf can we even do” although rui does his guerrilla shows on the side (how he finds emu+tsukasa maybe?). Rui dragging himself home at 4 am wounded from nearly getting caught by security and nene’s like are u fucking kidding me.
> actually I think nene playing video games and making money by being a top player is a funnier idea than her helping rui with mechanics. She has some tech knowledge by virtue of living with him but she’s also rank #1 in several competitive games. Nene is the real bread winner in this household.
> I think nene should play video games with emu… emunene arcade date while ruikasa are in the workshop downstairs fixing up the ship (tsukasa is kinda useless he’s just micromanaging/doesn’t want to third wheel emunene because nene kept giving him death glares last time)
Nene: (long winded gaming explanation) so that’s why you want to keep the higher ground during the game
Emu: woaw! you’re so smart nenechan!!
(Loud explosion heard from downstairs) (tsukasa screaming) (rui laughing)
Nene: um. Is tsukasa ok.
Emu: yep he just does that sometimes 💕!! Ooo what’s this game called??
Nene: (whatever it’s not my problem and I’m having fun with emu) this one is called DDR do you want to play 🥰
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beedlemania · 11 months ago
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Davy hates people fawning over him since he’s “not a little kid” and he’s been doing “fine on his own” but the monkees, especially Mike know better.
It starts off with little things, someone will make his breakfast when he sleeps in a little later. Whenever he struggles to get something from the top shelf Mike will get it for him without a word so as to not embarrass him. Peter learned how to make his tea exactly how he likes it. When Davy’s sick and his defences are lowered Mike goes full mother hen and Micky does a doctor bit that never fails to make Davy laugh.
Mike knows deep down that Davy’s still just a kid (considering he was classed as a minor in The Success Story) that needs a little extra help sometimes. Mike loves to coddle him and take care of him but it takes Davy a while to warm up to it. Davy wants to seem strong and independent but he really loves to be pampered and loved. It starts off more when they’re alone because Davy doesn’t want to “seem soft” but Davy eventually lets himself be real around the other guys and is constantly curling up to them and asking them to do things for him (complete with a bat of his eyelashes of course).
But it’s not just Davy that loves that dynamic. Doing things for Davy makes Peter feel important and like he’s not messing up. For Micky it reminds him of taking care of his little sisters and makes him feel less homesick. And for Mike it makes him feel useful and needed which helps immensely with his self confidence.
Conclusion of this pointless rant; Davy’s just a lil baby
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redtailfins · 1 year ago
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johnny cage is literally everything you could want in a pathetic guy character. he’s an a-list celebrity on his way to becoming washed up. in the old timeline he’s ambiguously divorced from an unknown ex wife and married(?) to a bad bitch named sonya BLADE. if my girl’s last name was blade i would change my last name so fast. in the new timeline he is loudly onscreen divorced in like the fourth cutscene and then starts a homoerotic relationship with a guy who broke into his house to reclaim an ancestral sword johnny bought for 3 million dollars. god takes him to train with monks and he doesn’t even make the tournament. when said guy gets blinded saving johnny’s life he uses a piece of his armour as a makeshift blindfold, leads him around like a guide dog, and gives back his ancestral sword while the yaoi leitmotif plays. he starts making psyop movies to get people used to the idea that other dimensions exist and credits god in all of them. all his fight intros involve him flipping the bird. one of his intro lines to kenshi is a silence of the lambs reference. he has an ass the size of two planets. his real name is john carlton
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quokkabite · 6 months ago
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gooooood morning graygray 🫶 (hehehehe)
hope u slept well, and that today will be a good day for uuuuuu
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✨️a gift✨️
‘GRAYGRAY’ IM CRYING RN 🥹🥹🥹🥹
hi lake 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼 i had a very good day 😋 i got like 14 hours of sleep?? 😅😅😅 i was feeling not my best yesterday so i guess my body rlly needed it??
but anyways not too long after that i was on call with my awesome bestie for a bit and ive been missing them so that was nice, then i had a yummy lunch, got some new books, had the best froyo i’ve ever made (by make i mean choosing a flavor and putting toppings on it 😃),
and now im just chilling looking at this amazing moodboard a different absolutely amazing bestie sent me (that’s u ! 🫵)
so yeah it was amazing and ily and how was ur day??
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fieryphrazes · 9 months ago
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A YouTuber in my city who I hatewatch is giving an apartment tour and complaining about having too many outlets.
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didsomeonesaybuffet · 11 months ago
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Just know that if we ever get to meet, I’d squeeze the beans out of so many of you.
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knowlesian · 1 year ago
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every single day my news push notifs try to inform me more about taylor swift and the football dude she’s dating
i will never care if they swam in a pool he filled with gilded chicken nuggets or whatever the fuck, go away notifs you can’t make me know anything about this i refuse
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harrywelsh · 8 months ago
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i don’t know how many more “Anthony Boyle’s Period Drama Face” manhunt press tour interviews i can take to be quite honest
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