#SOMETIMES ITS HARD

[the-pen-pot]

Me: creates a buffer of five chapters so that if I have a bad week I can still update my fic no problem!

Me, having a bad week: You HAVE to write or you will have less buffer. THIS IS NOT ALLOWED. You MUST maintain the BUFFER.

[septemberkisses]

The saddest part of having long distance friends in other continents is that not even the same sun and moon shine on them

[dreamingofmarauders]

I have about nine drafts, mostly Sirius oneshots, either entirely blank or full words but I can't seem to finish them even though I really want to wrap them up *cries*

[teamphobia]

And Quartz

And Quartz and everyone

I didn't realize so many people cared.

[bassiter2]

my coworker who's nearly 40 is literally cracking up at the lyrics of friday i'm in love. like "tuesday wednesday heart attack" is so funny to her she is laughing out loud and joking about it like a fucking 8 year old who has just discovered the concept of "making jokes" would

[rfks-brain-worms]

i unscrew those?

picture this, i give you a glass bottle and tell you to open it, but bottle openers are forbidden, how do you do it?

[curioscurio]

I'm rewatching Steven Universe and I will never forgive Fandom for what it did to her

[daftpatience]

haruhi is forever in my heart a sort of boy thingy

[bluegiragi]

mask off.

early access + nsfw on patreon

[keepfightingkeepchanging]

[bardicbird]

a little siffrin comic about touch, violence, and oranges

[xxplastic-cubexx]

personal happiness or what the fuck ever

bonus:

[juhnkit]

Motivational Music in the Morning ... #DirtMiller, #SometimesItsHard [Official Music Video] (2022) #MMitM1

[medicalunprofessional]

sorry guys they finally showed me peak fiction . Its called “phantom of the paradise”

[fairsweetlonging]

imagine if after the transmigration shen qingqiu became a combination of shen yuan and shen jiu, not in a "second person living in my head" kind of way, but a "this house is haunted and carries the echoes of the dead" kind of way; imagine shen yuan having nightmares about a house, a fire, a faceless boy behind a door he can't remember; imagine him having flashes of emotions he doesn't understand, rage at a name he doesn't recognize, helplessness when yue qingyuan apologizes for something he won't mention, nausea when ning yingying says the name "a-luo"; imagine parts of his own self have changed too, how he now likes bows in his hair, pretty flowers and flowing robes, but can no longer stand a stranger's touch, a man's touch, yet he longs for the brothels, but never sexually, only fondly, like there's something there he misses. there are many empty spaces in his heart where he feels something is missing

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

different POV of this comic

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