#LET ME TELL YOU A STORY

[carlyraejepsans]

HE IS like 5 foot tall MAX. how the Fmhhfuck is helike this. car saleman slaps this skeleton can fit so mucn fucking grief in him

[melbatron5000]

I had a crazy thought.

"Goddamn famous, influential authors turning out to be shit humans," I thought. "I hate it. We need someone who can tell important stories that touch our lives who won't be problematic."

"Why the fuck not me."

That last bit was unintentional and came out of nowhere. But there it was.

I laughed it off. Me, the next Neil Gaiman? But with no troubling personal secrets. Ha. Sure. Easy. I'll get right on it.

I had the thought again while I drove to my sister's place last weekend across state lines. Road trips are great for contemplation.

I started to laugh it off again, but a billboard appeared from behind some trees:

"YOUR AUDIENCE IS WAITING."

A literal sign.

Apparently I will be the next Neil Gaiman. But I won't let you down.

[error-dream-was-found]

A little snippet from the next chapter of monster's don't deserve hugs but you aren't a monster :)

With the immediate threat gone, the blonde breathed a sigh of relief and went limp in his friends’ arms. 

Without the panic clouding his judgment he was quickly able to realize how stupid his worries probably were. Over the many weeks he’d spent in Kinoko his friends proved to him over and over again that they care, that they would not condemn him to the prison ever again. Unlike Puffy, who went back to fretting over the server’s beloved “child,” they stood by him and glared at the other two with disdain. 

Oh and what a sight the two made! It made Dream’s heart ache in all the worst ways. Puffy, his mom, was hugging the teen, asking if he’s okay over and over again. She didn’t even look at him, as if he was not even there. She moved on, she had her perfect new duckling. How could he compete with Tommy? Tommy was loved by everyone, he was- loud, annoying, bratty - he was Tommy. 

And what was Dream? A monster, tyrant, manipulator … he was twisted and dark, unfit for the nickname Puffy chose. And even if he wasn't all those things anymore … he was broken. Who would want something broken like him? It was logical that she moved on, found someone newer, better, worth her time. 

(oh no, blob is not having a good time! Hehe, fun. This chapter probably won't be out for at least a few weeks but I promised @mistythedritten some nice hurt blob so here he is! I might post another snipped at some point dunno yet :)

Have a nice day everyone <3

PS: if you are interested in reading the full fic it can be found here

[emilydesjardins2006]

What is Supernatural?

There was once two brothers named Sam and Dean Winchester and they fought all the bad things in the world from the monster under your bed to powerful gods. But then Sam went to college to start his own life and Dean continued with the family business until their dad went on a hunting trip and didn’t come home. They then went on to spend the next 15 years fighting along side and for each other making friends along the way. It wasn’t perfect but they had each other and that was enough.

[phoenixtriumphant]

Hello! The tentative release date for my first album, titled "Let Me Tell You A Story," is now set at late August-early September. The songs will be as follows:

Resentment of Chunshan [Liu Mingyan] - Mostly complete

Your Friendly System [System] - Complete

By My Hand [Shen Qingqiu] - In edits

Reliving A Dream [Shen Qingqiu] - Complete

My Clear Flower [Mobei Jun/Moshang] - Mostly complete

Memoir [Shen Qingqiu] - Complete

Silent [Yue Qingyuan] - Complete

Promenade [Shen Jiu/QiJiu] - Complete

I Don't Care [Shen Jiu] - Complete

The Demon Lord Is In Love [Sha Hualing] - In edits

Inevitable [Shen Qingqiu/Bingqiu] - Complete

Helplessly [Luo Binghe/Bingqiu] - Complete

Three Times [Luo Binghe/Bingqiu] - Complete

Resentment of Chunshan (Reprise) [Liu Mingyan] - Complete

[aless-was-here]

I've recently started DM'ing for a campaign I've been working on for about a year now.

These are all various NPCs from the campaign! They're all months old by now since I couldn't post them before, but now that the players have finally seen them, I can finally share!

I'm really happy with these designs, I love creating characters!

(There's still more NPCs that I'll show, but they're endgame ones, so it'll be a while before anyone sees them 👀)

[brightlotusmoon]

[ellecdc]

Hi elle i was the anon whose results were supposed to come out today. well, my average fell by two grades. i'm not happy, my parents are not happy. I passed barely with decent scores. I'm going to a mediocre business school this fall (if they even want me) yay i guess. that's it for the update im going to go jump off a cliff now

should i just stop my education? anyways my stupidity and mental health doesn't allow it guess the futures not very bright after all

I'm sorry that it's taken me a few days to respond to this; I will admit I've been having a difficult time myself and didn't feel I had it in me to give this ask the response it deserves.

instead of babbling off motivational quotes about how "it'll all be alright in the end; if it's not alright then it is not yet the end" etc etc, I will tell you a story.

my best friend growing up [and one of my dearest friends still to this day] failed her written drivers test seven times [I don't think either of us really remember the actual number because every time we tell the story, the number grows more and more lol, but it was certainly at least 4-5 times]. Today? She's driving around and we laugh and laugh whenever we tell the story.

my first degree was in psychology. when I was 17-21, my mental health was at an all time low, particularly in my first and second year, and by the third [and then my fourth] I was so unbelievably tired of school... I failed. I failed a lot of classes. I failed a sociology class, I failed my first year intro to psychology! [basically psych 101 - as a psych major], and a few statistics/math courses!

in fact, in my second year I decided to take one class online while my other four were all in person. I submitted the first quiz in that online class and then nothing else for the rest of the semester. I never logged on again, never dropped the course, and by the time I realized what I'd done [or bothered to consider the consequences of putting this class 'out of sight, out of mind'] it was during exam season, and I knew I hadn't learned a single thing in that course and was going to fail, so I never even showed up to the final exam.

you know what I finished that class with? 8%.

on my university transcript, I have an 8%. I didn't just fail, I FAILED.

and you know what else? I got my degree anyway

I have a degree hanging in my office; a degree that saw a lot of tears, a lot of pain, a lot of failures, and a lot of doubts. sometimes I still wonder if I even deserved the degree, seeing as how I was anything but studious or invested in my academics. I graduated, and it was not with honours nor anywhere near top of my class, but I graduated

I even worked for two years in the field immediately post graduation. not only did I get the degree, I also got the job

and then....I took my transcript from my first university - that same transcript that has an 8% on it - and applied to another university....and got accepted

and remember that friend I mentioned? the same one who failed her drivers test an 'obscene' amount of times? she went to nursing school, and did really well. she's a devoted care taker and if anything ever happened to me [or any of my loved ones], I would absolutely want her in charge of my care.

well, she failed her nursing exam. she was devastated; this was all she'd ever wanted to do, the only career she ever saw herself in, and she'd devoted so many years trying to get here

so I reminded her about the drivers test. and I said "sweets, what are we doing right now?" and she was like "...talking?" and I was like "no shut up; right now we are sitting in your car in a McDonald's parking lot that you drove us to...with your license that you got. So yeah, maybe you failed your nurses exam, but you also failed your drivers test, yet here you are almost seven years later having driven an incalculable number of kilometres. you failed your test and it probably sucked at the time, but today we laugh about it and it's nothing but a moment in time. you will nurse one day, and this will be merely a moment in time that you may not even fully remember."

so.......all this to say; tests are sometimes meant to be failed. that's not a comforting thought, and I'm sorry, but you either pass or you fail [or you pass but aren't please with your marks]. and right now this feels big, and right now it feels heavy, but one day this moment and these feelings will only be a memory or a moment in time. I've never been anything but a mediocre student until I went back to college in 2020 [I was twenty four at the time!], and yet I still graduated high school, got accepted to university, failed classes, graduated university, and got accepted to university again.

my friend failed her drivers test numerous times yet owns her own car and drives everyday. she failed her nursing exam yet still tends to patients in hospitals and nursing homes today.

don't stop your education, don't jump off a cliff, and don't be too hard on yourself - it's a moment in time, you're building your lore, and you will be okay.

xx

[too-much-toulouse]

*sitting at a table, in my fancy victorian clothes, sipping a cup of tea.* Join me and have a cup of tea☕

[loveinstreams]

you can tell when someone hasn't seen sherlock season 4 by the way they call out bad writing

[ladyjanstories]

Let me tell you a story about a hard part of chronic pain (at least with my experience with fibromyalgia) is that it’s hard to keep track of new pains. Not that I don’t notice them, but when everything hurts every day, it’s hard to realize how long one part was hurting more than before.

I kept getting headaches and I couldn’t say when they actually started. It was a band of pain at the back of the head. Headaches happen. Then I was inputting medication info into the Apple Health app, and suddenly it was easy to see the increase in acetaminophen. Luckily, nothing serious but many physiotherapy sessions later and those angry muscles in my head (over the skull really) are relaxing and getting enough exercise to ease the pain. The goal is to wear a hat again without causing more inflammation.

Now I’ve suffered from costochondritis since birth. Chest pain isn’t new. But lately I’ve noticed that it’s getting annoyingly familiar and hard to ignore on my right side. When did that start? No idea. But it’s not going away no matter what I do. Couple with that a new hacking dry cough and Hubs insisted I see the doc again. Not that I blame him.

Still, there’s always that question: how long has this been going on? And it’s kinda like, “forever. I’ve always felt pain here. But not this consistently, not this flavour, and I don’t know when that actually changed because we were trying to fix my head, and before that it was my legs, and before that my guts, and during all of that was worsening pain all over.”

[error-dream-was-found]

WIP Thursday

Many thanks to @bleue-flora for tagging me! Now who do I tag? How about @piscespixiewastaken, @mistythedritten and @robinthinkstoomuch? And anyone who wants to join too!

Well since I just updated monsters a few hours ago and I don't have another chapter started yet (because my time management is so great) masks readers are getting another treat:

“Dream? Dream, are you here?”

The warden called, sounding worried. That however went unnoticed by the blonde who was too caught up in the mental image of what his punishment would be like once the warden grabs him and drags him out for sir to play with. Perhaps that was why he didn’t catch the sob creeping up his throat before it was too late. The warden heard and now he was bending down to peek under the table. Green eyes met gold ones.

“Dream?”

In spite of the blonde’s best efforts the wall refused to accept him as a part of itself and so he was left with only one option - plead pathetically for mercy that he knew would never come.

“N-no, please- I- I- please, warden please-”

“Hey, hey Dream, it’s okay, I’m not going to hurt you. Did you have another nightmare?”

The warden asked, calm and clear but the meaning of his words didn’t register quite right with Dream. Not that it mattered. His breath and words got stuck in his throat and he was left to only shut his eyes and shake his head. The trembling got worse again.

“Okay, okay, no nightmare. But something scared you … it’s fine, no one is going to hurt you, Dream.”

No, no sir was going to hurt him! He was going to hurt him so much with his shears! The warden was lying. Why was he even lying? Someone like Dream was not worth the effort of pretending, that’s what they said … somewhere in the room some fabric shifted but he didn’t open his eyes to check. Not until the warden ordered him to do so.

“Dream, could you please look at me?”

That was an order, he had to follow orders so he did, albeit reluctantly. He didn't really want to see the uncaring look on his once friend's face while he dragged him out. But … that wasn’t happening. He opened his eyes but instead of rough hands reaching for him he saw the warden kneeling in front of the table with a blanket in his open arms. He was taunting him, as if the cold and sir’s punishment waiting for him were not cruel enough. 

“Do you think you could come here?”

[newtness532]

there was some audience participation and of course he chose me and I had to read a paper that said "τι ευθύνη έχει ο άλλος να με αποδεχθεί" (what responsibility does the other person have to accept me) and i know its not possible but it felt like he gave this specific one to me on purpose

[aless-was-here]

Despite the fact I should probably focus on artfight (and I will. I'm just taking a break), I've been inspired to redraw/redesign some old old characters of mine, three royals of my fantasy world. I'm really happy with these :)

[peculiary]

Falcon #1 October 11, 2017