#Motivation?

[mengy007]

Reminder.

Soulmates doesn’t just means lovers, it can mean best friends, siblings, and even parents.

A soulmate is a special someone who you don’t feel whole without them.

When you’re not around them, you’re constantly wondering if they’re okay, what they’re doing…

When you’re together, you just click like pieces of a puzzle.

You want to talk to them, every given chance.

You could never imagine your life without them.

You’d always be there for them because you know for a fact they’d be there for you.

When they cry, you drop everything to go comfort them, because you know they’d do the same.

When they call, you already know what to expect.

A soulmate is a rare thing to find, but everyone has at least one.

If you don’t have one?

You just haven’t found them yet, trust me.

Reblog and tag your soulmate/soulmates!

@sug4rc41nnn @snowe-zolynn-rogers @rayne-14893 @lazyboy-baby

[popcorn-plots]

we're doing it again

10 notes and I post an Ironstrange one-shot I wrote in 10 minutes and have not edited. [here]

20 notes and I go through and edit a Wongstrange story I'm writing with Invye

30 notes and I write/publish the WIP I have of Donna's death and reincarnation and Stephen's relationship with it.

40 notes and I write another ironwongstrange story

50 notes and I finish/post my WIP where Stephen and Wong grow old together. Lots of angst.

60 notes and I dig out my trans Stephen fic, polish it up a bit, and send it out into the world.

70 notes and I'll publish a series on one-shots based on some pride month writing prompts I found

80 notes just to make it even (send me drabble prompts and ('ll write them)

90 notes to soothe my anxiety (send me drabble prompts and I'll write them)

100 notes and I'll write Stephen getting railed by his mtf wife (clea)

[meanslackofart]

somedays I want to revisit all the old versions of me, whom I had to leave in the dark room as I had to save myself from the darkness itself. the moment I chose to finally walk out that room, i didn't realise I'll be still holding onto those memories back there. but i believe it's for the better, as it helped me get better. from the uncertainty that I was scared from for so long, I met it with such an ease, all I had to do was talk and ask for help. and that's what I want to tell all the old versions of me who still remain in that dark room, to step out, it is not as scary as the echoes of the walls had told. yes, not everyone is pleasant, as they themselves are still fighting with those echoes of their own walls, but meeting people who doesn't judge you for one's past or present, really help in becoming the true version of oneself.

[hiccupbutpurple]

I was walking home listening to music and the chorus came on and I was like damn I wanna run to this so I bolted down the street (as Hiccup running with Toothless) and damn I felt powerful for that chorus

Anyone that saw me was probably wondering why I was grinning so much but it was so fun

Of course my iron deficiency made my head swim shortly after but it’s really got me thinking about running as a hobby (which I doubt I’ll follow through on but maybe cause it was very fun)

[cynical-kitten]

I found the motivation to write and post a new chapter! Woo!

Depression is a bitch lol

[hed-romancer]

I think I’m gonna decide to create in spite of the knowledge that I’m never gonna be good at any of it. Yeah, i switch between hobbies far too fast to be good at digital music, or drawing, or animating, or painting, or sculpting, or coding, or or writing, or photography, or any of the instruments i have. there’s no way I’ll get good at all of them, it’s unlikely I’ll get good at any of them. But everytime i think to myself “why bother? I’ll never be good” im gonna go ahead and create something bad anyway. What else is there to do- wait to die? Consume everyone else’s creations without even trying to add anything myself? No thanks

[emotionalsupportstrumpet]

*realizes there are subscribers on their single chapter of an unfinished story and sweats profusely*

[preferablypalpable]

wanted to start a studyblr but I've been procrastinating, and I'm not even sure if it will work but let's try

Today, I have to-

weave a bracelet

post some poetry

make zoology notes

start with the new bullet journal theme

paint? [not sure but i must]

[tockamybeloved]

The Tea Scene

[joanieebaez]

sometimes you gotta hike up your skirt and climb those damn trees bitch!!!!

[mayday396]

@danaterrace you are an Amazing and Talented Creator, don't beat yourself up just because....certain things happen.

I just wanna say good stuff but my Fingers are tired from Fanfic Writing but Dana keep up the good work and your Company despite the Problems you will be able to get through as much as Possible.

[mariande-drakaina]

So, I got another fict (Imaginative thought) that I got for y'all. This one is wholesome for the two, Kondraki and Clef. (PS: SORRY IF IT'S TOO LONG, I HAD TOO MUCH FUN WITH THIS STORY.)

Kondraki goes to Clef's door, making sure he was alright. He knocks on the door, rather nicely than usual. More of those, gentle knocks. Clef answers, and scratches his eye. Clef looks up at him, having a sad but tired expression.

"I am having my mental break day and-"

Kondraki interrupts.

"Stop."

"Why?"

"Just..go and sit down. Let me in."

"Okay."

He lets Kondraki walk inside, as he puts his camera to the side. The butterflies swarm around him like usual. They then go for Clef, trying to comfort him. Kondraki, on the other hand, closes the door, grabbing his soft blanket, wrapping it around him. He then tried to give him a smile, which failed for him to smile back.

"Clef."

He calls. He's of course, worried about his buddy Clef. He's the main person he'd always check on first in the morning, then his son, Draven, then Meri. But this was serious. Clef needed some support, he needed hugs, but didn't ask. Kondraki decides to look at him.

"Look at me, Clef."

He decides to cup his face gently, looking at him. Clef looks back, but doesn't react. Clef thinks for a bit. (Why is he doing this to me? Is this..affection? Comfort? A form of..love? Whatever it is, it feels..rather nice.) He then focuses on what Kondraki's going to say next.

"Life doesn't always go as expected for one another."

Kondraki lets go of his face, and then places his hand toward his.

"If you leave things the way they are, you'll regret it for the rest of your life. I want you to know that..I care about you. If anything, you're always the bastard I enjoy hanging out with."

Clef laughs a little, then, Kondraki thinks. (It's working! Now now, don't get too hyped up. It'll stay neutral that way if I do.)

"You may not know what'll happen in the future, but I know we'll have a great time together, in some sort of timeline. It's a great feeling to have. Anyway, tell me how you really feel. Telling someone how you really feel can change something. It may not be big, but it will be seen as to what the truth might unfold. You can always tell who you trust. If you trust me, tell me absolutely anything or even everything. Whenever you talk to me, it's like some story you're going to tell me. Always tell someone who you trust, not people you don't. It'll just be worse."

Clef expresses his feelings.

"I've been down, ever since the incident. I felt pain, disclosure, and feeling like as if I'm unimportant to people."

"You're important to me, Clef."

"!"

"See, despite me acting all mean and shit, you're really someone I love to..um hang out with. It's like having a brother to a..uh lover I think? Yeah lover."

Clef jolts in surprise. He..blushed! But he tried to wipe it off, like as if he had something on his face.

"Why do you.."

"Well..it's uhm..hm. How do I say this?"

Kondraki thinks for a bit, but remembers his saying.

"Well, you know that uh weird ass phrase about like friends to lovers or somethin'?"

"Yeah."

"It's basically that. When I saw you for the first time, I thought, hey! He looks well despite the intimidation, cool or somewhat like this badass shotgun user."

Clef finally smiles! He looks at him, listening.

"Go on"

"Well, I thought you were this badass, cool sadistic bastard that'll love being around some others who're like, delinquents or somethin', maybe more."

"Well, you're right about that."

"Oh, I am?"

"Yep. Though, it's limited due to the changes and stuff."

"Aha! There it is."

"What?"

"People in life can change. Either good to bad, or bad to good. We may never know who would change."

Kondraki hugs Clef. He ruffles his hair, and then..bam. He kisses him on the forehead, giving the sign of, "I love you no matter what. I don't care how angry we both are. We need each other, and it should never end."

"Clef, I'll always be here, even when I'm dead. In this world, I'm always in your heart. My legacy will always be here, when you support me."

Clef tears up and chokes a bit. He dreamed about him saying that, and it came out to be true. He visions that he'll have a great time with him, especially with going out. Kondraki smiles, rubbing the side of Clef's head.

"I love you Clef."

"I..love you too, Konny."

Well!

Good luck does seem to come around doesn't it? It always will. One day you'll experience a good amount of luck, it just will take time. You'll never know what can happen. Life can have it's ups and downs, and it'll come all around. Sometimes there's predictions, and not all comes out true. It's always best to experience the unexpected, then to experience something that's expected! Not to forget, if you need anything, you can talk to someone you trust, instead of someone who's not trustworthy. It's better that way! It'll help build trust with your friends, family, or lover. Hell, you can talk to people if you're brave enough to handle the connection! As long as they're okay with it and you included, you'll build a great connection with different people. Have a nice day and bless yourselves with your comfort plushies, food, drinks, etc! I'll be here to talk to whoever, whenever or hell, even whenever I'm free! 🖤

[coupe0]

It’s not much but I’m trying to motivate myself for this small animation!

It’ Sans from Undertale and Joey Drew Studio!!

[smolandweirdwriter]

It’s crazy how small the number 1 is and yet how big it can feel.

[betrayedbycinnamon]

WIP Wed/Weekend/Whatever/Someone Help Me Get My Shit Together Please

I've been tagged! Let's ignore the self-recriminations that have been occurring when I open up my google docs, despite that I actually just finished a WIP long in the making (that should be good for something right??), the excitement is motivating so let's give this a shot.

‡ Rules ‡

In a reblog (or new post w/ rules attached), post up to five (5) filenames of your WIPs; not titles, file names.

Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We’re posting progress here. If you haven’t made any, go make some and come back to post!

After you’ve posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can’t share from (for example, an event fic), write 3 sentences on it anyway, and then 3 more on another to share.

That’s it! You can invite others to join in, or just post. If you tag me in your post, I will send you an ask request!

Question A) one of the rules said "not titles, file names." Are there gods walking amongst us that have actual titles before finishing the work??

Question B) Which fic should I spend the weekend working on?

30 angst prompts smashed into 1

Clint's baby AU

Spring Battle

Surprise wedding

Addiction story

Snippet from Clint's baby AU (I absolutely had to write new words to qualify per the rules lol):

“IF anything happens I’m going to murder you in your sleep. This could ruin me,” she snarled. “I will not give up my spot in this circus, I damn well earned it and some snot nosed bastard isn’t gonna come along and take it from me.”

“Marla, baby,” he tried again to calm her, but she cut him off again with a sharp slashing motion.

“I am not your baby. I was never going to be your baby. You’re just a dumb fuck buddy!”

Clint flinched hard before he could suppress the motion. He hadn’t ever thought he and Marla would amount to much, but he’d thought they were a little more than that. They’d been hooking up for over a month, and the few weeks preceding had been full of flirting and teasing. Marla didn’t notice his distress, too caught up in her anger.

Clint walked out, tugging his shirt over his head as he strode through the alley the trailers created.  It might not have been his finest moment leaving her to deal by herself, but he knew if he had stayed there with the abuse flowing from Marla’s mouth he was going to say something he would regret.