#So like I said

[iheartmoons]

phoebe bridgers was the realest when she said, you know i'd stand on the corner, embarrassed with a picket sign, if it meant i would see you when i die

[sterekotypes]

Snippet Sunday

I've been working on this cowboy AU for days upon days. I've tentatively named it Bite of the Hell Hound.

As usual this is an open call for anyone who wants to play along. Tagged by @dear-massacre. Wish I had something I was more dedicated to sharing, but we ball.

From Chapter 1:

Stiles heard the beat of hooves first. He couldn’t see through the dust storm stirring up around him. Squinting barely prevented the sands and dusts from stinging his face and eyes. He wrapped his coat tighter around himself and the tallow and trudged in the direction he thought the bordello was in. He was a fool not to take the warnings of Old Man Grindle’s hip more seriously. The wind tugged him this way and that. At times it was all he could do to remain anchored to the ground. When he heard the quick beat of hooves, he dropped heavily to the shifting ground and ducked his head between the lapels of his jacket. The storm was loud. The dust particles were bruising. Each bit of dust carried on the wind needled into any bare skin it could touch. Stiles squinted through the debris.  The horse reared over Stiles. It’s massive hooves swinging through the browned air. The whiny was soft in comparison with the howl of the winds. Stiles ducked his head tighter.  He would be crushed. And before he could even get out of this putrid fester of a town. Stiles squeezed his eyes shut against the pain being trampled by a horse would surely bring. The dust stung at his eyelids. He was lifted. Sat on the firm curve of a saddle before he heard a “yah!” He was moving. Quickly. He wrapped his arms around the midsection of the stranger. The tallow he was still carrying pressed firmly between their bodies. Stiles was sure the tallow was seeping through his coat in the front and his shirts to his skin. It wasn’t long before the sounds of the dust trickled down to a muffled howl. Stiles didn’t need to wipe his eyes free of the dust to know that they were inside.  Stiles felt the person extract themself from Stiles’ arms before lifting Stiles from the horse and standing him on the ground. Stiles used one hand to wipe the dust from his eyes. Or he would have, if the other person hadn’t smacked Stiles’ hands out of the way. Gently swaying them from his face.  Then, the hands were fitted over his eyes, and with gentle sweeps they brushed the excess grit from Stiles’ face. The fingers left trails of blazing heat across Stiles’ cheeks. When Stiles could open his eyes again, he wished he couldn’t.  His gravel-laden breath caught in his chest.  It was the man from before. Stiles gaped. If god were real, this man would have been his seraph. Floating gently near God's feet, easily the favorite. Or perhaps, this man was Satan, if the look of rage on his face was anything to go on. Cast from the heavens and forced to walk the earth with mere mortals. Somewhere outside of the barn, the howl of the sandstorm lowered itself to nothing but a dull breeze. The storm had ended.  Stiles’ mouth was dry, and getting drier with each millisecond that passed that Stiles failed to rip his eyes from this man.  “Stay out of my way,” the man’s voice was gruff, probably rough from the sand. Stiles jerked back, his mouth clicking closed. Before Stiles could say anything, the man turned on his heel and walked his horse out of the barn.

[iridescent-glitter-dragon]

Super offended that they really had Nate tell Michael that it would nice if his kid had a cousin one day and then they end up killing Nate.

Rude is what that is.

[kindahoping4forever]

Would you ever write a fic that wasn't reader insert?

Definitely! I believe I've mentioned before that I have a few slash pieces that may or may not get finished/published one day. And I've actually been pondering a lot recently whether or not OC fics are something I should think about dabbling into. Although I don't consider my stories true reader insert - in that I go out of my way to make each "you" character as defined as an OC would be - the fact of the matter is that label can come with a lot of baggage/preconceived notions/judgment and I don't always love dealing with that. I have a huge multi-chapter WIP I've been working on for literal years and it's frustrating to think that it might not get a fair shake because of my chosen format, so I've been contemplating whether or not I should convert it to an OC piece. I want to stay true to what I like but I also want people to actually read it after all that work, you know? 🤷🏻‍♀️😂

Writers Would You Ever - Send me an ask that says "Would you ever write..." and continue the sentence.

[auto-tuned-aegislash]

I have just accumulated a terrible idea and now I'm making it your problem twisted rainbow tumblr.

We all know how incredibly powerful rainbow quest hypno was. Powerful enough to break the first curses (tfc) armor.

(My idea is like a twisted rainbow aftermath, to match the rainbow quest aftermath)

The main part of my idea is that hypno wasent destroyed when saber wreacked the timeline. Let's just say he absorbed hypnosis offensive power, but not their defensive power.

let's say hypno tryed to shield twisted rainbow, predicting what would happen and not wanting to be alone. They fails at this, and is sent into a spiral. Sense that world destroying blast took a toll on their defenses, they starts to release alot of energy. So mutch energy that it attracts the attention of saber, about to report back to tfc.

Saber starts mocking hypno in a way, about how they stayed silent the whole time sabers been around, questioning what they were, ext.

After Saber is finished mocking hypno, he decides to bring hypno to the first curse, believing that hypno could be of use to him. Saber interrupts tfc trying to "contact" someone from the original timeline, being implied to be void. The first cure is shocked of course, with hypno being able to move through timelines without the crossroads, the fact they got involved AGAIN, and the fact that they survived sabers blast.

Cursey sends Saber of to the crossroads, telling him to continue his work so he can have a private chat with hypno. More mocking and questioning, great. The first cure curse outright calls hypno pathetic in this state, being able to counter his armor but nearly falling to tr!Saber. They then begin trying to barter with hypno, he offers to return hypnos offensive power, in favor of helping tfc and Saber with destroying the universe. Hypno declines of course, so the first curse ties them up, puts them in a corner so tfc can try to contact someone else, prof.red.

Saber returns at this time, reporting how many timesline were destroyed (i'll just roll a dice for it later). Saber ask what the first curse is doing, tfc tells Saber that he is trying to contact someone that was cursed by him, but due to tfc not being able to go to the original timeline in physical form, he needs to wait untill they fall asleep. At this point tfc finnaly has a stable hold on prof.reds dreams, he tells Saber to continue his work, and dives in the portal. End comic

I can barely draw more than 1 pose idk how I'm going to do this.

[thisbibliomaniac]

"my prices don't exploit anyone but me" - me when someone says they could buy things I make from walmart instead of from me

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[nostalgebraist]

If Pikachu were real, it would not be a very pleasant animal. An enormous mouse that shocks you like an electric eel. I would run from these beasts

[trudlejack]

(+part 2)

[rish-you-were-here]

Happy pride

[druid-for-hire]

[image id: a four-page comic. it is titled "immortality” after the poem by clare harner (more popularly known as “do not stand at my grave and weep”). the first page shows paleontologists digging up fossils at a dig. it reads, “do not stand at my grave and weep. i am not there. i do not sleep.” page two features several prehistoric creatures living in the wild. not featured but notable, each have modern descendants: horses, cetaceans, horsetail plants, and crocodilians. it reads, “i am a thousand winds that blow. i am the diamond glints on snow. i am the sunlight on ripened grain. i am the gentle autumn rain.” the third page shows archaeopteryx in the treetops and the skies, then a modern museum-goer reading the placard on a fossil display. it reads, “when you awaken in the morning’s hush, i am the swift uplifting rush, of quiet birds in circled flight. i am the soft stars that shine at night. do not stand at my grave and cry.” the fourth page shows a chicken in a field. it reads, “i am not there. i did not die” / end id]

a comic i made in about 15 hours for my school’s comic anthology. the theme was “evolution”

[bardofavon]

not to be controversial bc I know this is like…not in line with shifting opinions on fanfic comment culture but if there’s a glaring typo in my work I will NOT be offended by pointing it out. if ao3 fucks up the formatting…I will also not be offended by having this pointed out…

‘looking forward to the next update’ and ‘I hope you update soon!’ are different vibes than a demand, and should be read in good faith because a reader is finding their way to tell you how much they love it. I will not be mad at this.

‘I don’t usually like this ship but this fic made me feel something’ is also incredibly high praise. I’m not going to get mad at this.

even ‘I love this fic but I’m curious about why you made [x] choice’ is just another way a reader is engaging in and putting thought into your work.

I just feel like a lot of authors take any comment that’s not perfectly articulated glowing praise in the exact manner they’re hoping to receive it in bad faith.

fic engagement has been dropping across the board over the last several years, and yes it’s frustrating but it isn’t as though I can’t see how it happens. comment anxiety can be a real thing. the last thing anyone wants to do is offend an author they love, and that means sometimes people default to silence.

idk where I’m going with this I guess aside from saying unless a comment is outright attacking me I’m never going to get mad at it, and I think a lot of authors should feel the same way. ESPECIALLY TYPOS PLZ GOD POINT OUT MY TYPOS.

[hinamie]

to moving forward

[gibbearish]

love when ppl defend the aggressive monetization of the internet with "what, do you just expect it to be free and them not make a profit???" like. yeah that would be really nice actually i would love that:)! thanks for asking

[aquietwhyme]

Why are Tumblr users so allergic to saying things? I just saw what amounts to two pages of tags, and not only addressing the post it was responding to but making a full-on general argument and ostensibly a contribution to the topic. Why tags? Who fucking knows, but it means that contribution was partially wasted because no one can further contribute to it unless they're directly following that person in particular or obnoxiously take screenshots and post them as pictures.

Tags for searching (Tumblr search lulz) - Great!

Tags for filtering - Great!

Tags for organizing posts - Wonderful!

Tags for saying something directly to the person you're reposting that doesn't add much to the post - Good

Tags for saying something minor as an aside - Fine, I guess

Tags for contributing to a topic or discussion - No, stop being a coward by hiding behind fake ephemerality

I mean people can do what they want, I'm not the social media police, and if people want to whisper loudly to each other in public that's their choice, but it's no way to contribute to a topic or to helpfully share your thoughts.

It just makes things confusing when people are responding to things that aren't even in the post chain, especially given that we already have the comment/reblog dichotomy that comes with the ability to delete comments. It's a cousin of the no line-break Wall of Text and the Runonnopunctuationsentence.

I really just hope that people will stop hiding what they have to say behind tags. Unless there's something I've missed, something I haven't gotten in the 7 years or so I've been using Tumblr?