#I still don't understand it

[supremeprince-bensolo]

i wish someone who valutghoul, dameya and petercate, who hate reylo should come sense

Yeah some people just have a weird hatred towards Reylo and there's no point trying to make sense of it

[shanedoesdoodles]

Forgor I had my labcoat and I put in on for quite possibly the first time this summer and now my brains clear again. What the fuck how

[shysheeperz]

Never forget MAPPA is taking Gabi's red eyes away from us.

[daisydogboy]

I love grindr images like this, they're so awesome sauced

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Expertise can't help you here.

[atissi]

kras mazov lookin ass

[lotus-pear]

drew my beautiful wife today.....hes as beautiful as i remember

[floatinginzerogravity]

THIS!

Murder Drones: Intermission (First Script vs. Final)

First Script versus Final

The first script is rough. I'm not saying that as an excuse, to put myself down, or to look for consolation. I'm saying this as a matter of fact. After surfing A03 on New Years Eve at 3 AM I decided I wanted to get back into fanfic writing. However, I realized that storyboarding a Murder Drones short would be even better!

A short.

This was originally going to be 3 minutes long I kid you not. I opened my notes app, sleep deprived as all hell, and threw so much crap at the wall for the sake of making my brain vomit out as much as it could. I made sure to not edit any of this either. This is the untouched original script from 6 months ago, dents, fissures, and all

Why am I saying all this? Because I know I have a lot of baby writers who follow me. I want to make a point to say that making something rough is the first step to making something even remotely good. I cannot stress this enough. So many of you only ever see the finished product of a project in all its polished glory. I really want you to know that making imperfect things is okay. You can't grow unless you start off super rough. Even the final product isn't perfect!! And that's okay!! It's! okay! to! not! be! perfect!!

I'm emphasizing this so much because I wish more people told me this when I was first starting out as a writer. Being bad at something isn't the evil so many people say it is.

Let yourself be bad at the thing you want to get better at!! It's okay!!

I even had to make changes to the final script in the boards- the final animatic doesn't follow it to a T. Please let yourself grow and change. It's okay I promise you. I'm still learning too, and I hope this can offer you some comfort wherever you are in your writing journey.

Edit: I was too hard on myself in this post and an anon pointed that out 💀 God I’m my own worst critic. I changed the language a bit to not be so intense.

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

going through my old journals as part of therapy homework and i'm reading a section written in the emotional wreckage of a full-on breakdown when i get hit with this line:

There is never a satisfying answer to ‘Why didn’t they love me?’

like wow babe. good fucking point

[drulalovescas]

Why do this??? Why show us that Dean wanted out?? That Dean thought about quitting hunting. Retiring. That Dean wanted to LIVE. When you intended from the get go to impale him on a rusty rebar. Because "it was always gonna end like this." Because "it was supposed to end like this, right?" Because Dean „HAD TO DIE?????” What do you mean Dean would never stop hunting when you’ve literally showed us he wanted to???? What do you mean Dean wanted to die hunting when he literally said he DIDN'T??

[teaboot]

Sometimes at work it's not my place to tell people the things I want to say, and I find I often go home at the end of the rougher days to stand blankly in my shower and tell myself over and over what I wish I could pass on.

This accomplishes very little, and mostly just gives me a tension headache, but through it all I think I've narrowed myself down to a few solid things I'd like to tell people the most.

You can't change people. Not permanently, not for anythig. You can support them, encourage them, love them, give them tools and opportunities and resources, but you can't make them change. They can change themselves if they want to, but they have to want to, and they have to want it for themselves, because they're the only one that's certain to be with them forever.

For better or worse, you make your own choices, and blaming bad choices on others doesn't only work to absolve you of responsibility- it also robs you of control. Because if you say you only did something because I did something, then you arent only shifting blame- you're admitting that you cannot control yourself, that you cannot truly make choices for yourself, that other people can control you- and as long as you truly beleive that, you'll keep facing the same problems over and over. You'll keep letting others dictate your choices, because you'll beleive that they can, and you'll never be free.

White knights on horseback are from fairytales. Nobody can help you if ou're not willing to help yourself. To try, to put the dirty work in, to belive you're worth that effort- Act as though nobody is coming to save you. From a struggle, from pain, from bad relationships, from yourself. And when you do save yourself, because you will, because failure here isn't an option if you want to survive, you'll never find another dragon that can keep you prisoner.

Don't say anything to anyone that you wouldn't want them remembering forever.

Doing the right thing in bad circumstances is hard. It's the hardest thing. But if you make the choice to do that hard thing anyways, despite your fear, you'll go on the rest of your like knowing that you're the sort of person who did something.

The present only seems the hardest because the past I over and the future hasn't happened.

There's so much joy ahead of you, the kind you can't possibly understand until you see it yourself.

The responsibility of consequences is often disguised as the power of permission. "I won't do this if you help me", "I'll work on my anger if you do this for me", "I promised you I'd quit, but can I have just one?". The unspoken question is, "Can it be your fault if this goes badly?"

You cant make someone love you the way you need to be loved. Someone can love you very much and still be bad for you, even if you love them very much in return. Two people can love each other very, very much, and try their very best, and still be wrong for each other.

Sometimes being near to someone changes you, even in good ways, and the people you become don't fit together as well as the people you were.

Caring takes work. Even if it's real. Especially if it's real. And the most important gestures aren't the grand, poetic, songs-and-flowers-and-tears moments; they're getting out of bed even though you don't want to. Paying attention to things you don't enjoy. Scrubbing pans, or opening a window, saying "thank-you", or helping carry groceries into the house. The small things fill the big things- without the small, boring, mediocre things, big things feel hollow.

Thrre is honour and dignity in humble work.

If you are a cruel and spiteful person, then you will find every place you visit to be full of the same cruel, spiteful people. This is not because the world is as cruel as you, but because everywhere you are, you will be disliked. This is the curse that comes with being persistently cruel and spiteful.

If you are a kind and ppsitive person, you will repeatedly encounter kind and positive people, because as they grow familiar with you, they will be happier to have you near. This is the reward of being a kind and positive person.

When splitting paths with loved ones, briefly or forever, aim for your last words to always be "I love you".

[eggdrawsthings]

having the mando feels again how r we doing today chat 🫠

[madbalalaika]

[frodo-a-gogo]

Let us be brutally honest with ourselves and with eachother for a moment. If he weren't obese you motherfuckers would be capable of percieving evrart claires sexy sexy moral ambiguity and complex charms

[fixfoxnox]

This is why I'm not the biggest fan of the Price is the dad of the 141 headcanons, because what people fail to understand is that the person on the leash is actually Price

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Flower Empowered.

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