#and I dont like how I sound on the phone

[reginamillls]

nervous because I officially start on phones for my job tomorrow

[samipekoe]

drawing video wooo

[pikslasrce]

never record yourself singing unless you want to take damage

[toytulini]

me, stupidly and weirdly resistant to listening to audio books vs reading a physical book for no real reason: man i wish there was a way to like, read a book while i crochet like i do with tv shows and movies and podcasts

[morethananhour]

kinda worrying to see my generation and younger not have an urge or desire for analysis past the surface level for…. anything? not even for historical media like literature or music or movies. what do you mean theres not a fire like that within you

[i-will-physically-fight-you]

The other day I was having a "struggle day" with writing. Nothing I write is coming out fluid, it is sluggish and stilted. I spent a majority of my time writing outlines, trying to tether abstract images that flicker like a distorted slideshow across my brain to a more concrete tangible form.

But if I was to tell certain people in my life this, their first suggestion would be, "If you're struggling with writing, you should use ChatGPT to help you!"

Pushing past the ethics debacle aside for a moment, I don't know how to describe how much that doesn't help with my plight. As much as I dislike creating a rough draft, it is where the idea takes birth. It's through writing the initial scene where I discover a character's motivation or a facet of the world that never crosses my mind until I begin carving away at its rough edges.

The machine doesn't understand the way I'd take a plot point and expand upon it. The machine can't capture my exact phrasing. Technology hasn't developed enough to take a vague idea sloshing inside my skull and glimmer it into existence in front of me in exactly the way I wanted it to be.

I don't always enjoy the rough draft process, but it is a crucial part of the process. I don't want a "paint by numbers" experience. I want to start with a blank canvas and finish with a nauseating, illustrative kaleidoscope of my innermost thoughts and feelings. I want my hands to be stained by the ink and sweat of my own efforts.

I don't care if I get "lost in the past" for wanting that, I'd rather let my words be unfettered and untainted by the uniformity of what a machine thinks is the most "right" way of phrasing words based on trillions of words unrightfully seized by avarice.

[naenaex0xx]

maybe I'm comfortable with tumblr because I get to say things I don't usually tell anyone

[dailyfigures]

Yeah it's miku monday. But you know what you gotta do tomorrow..... muesday

oh anon you know i wish i could but i have to use my remaining mikus sparingly.....we have to invest in a future with miku mondays......

[todayisafridaynight]

seeing info only about the kiryu and majima statuettes but absolute radio silence on the ichi one is utterly sending me. Theyre hiding the fact theyre gonna make ichi pale as a cracker again

[mushed-kid]

gonna sound dumb for a minute.

actually,,,, i dont think i want to do biology💀😭

[coridallasmultipass]

I hate when my phone won't let me have 2 audio sources running at the same time (depending on the app). I know what I'm doing, let me hear the discordant noises. My brain has built-in audio separation for music. It came as compensation for auditory processing issues. Don't make me pause the music.

[shi0n]

third time someone has recognized me as my parents child simply by my voice alone.. i accidentally come across their acquaintances and theyre always like "wait are you [blank]s child? i could immediately tell from your voice"

[tkbrokkoli]

i think a thing im v passionate abt is music. or rather, listening to music. i listen to it when i work, when i drive, when i clean, when i walk. i spend several hours every day listening to music. once during a trip i didn't have the time to listen to music for several days and when i finally turned on some music it felt like the world was suddenly filled w more color and life. i once was so overwhelmed w awe and beauty listening to a song for the first time that it caused me to have a panic attack. in, like, a good way, like, wow, look at that song, it touched me so deeply that i lost control of my body for a moment. i sometimes get teary eyes or goosebumps when listening to music. i listen to the same song for hours on repeat. i don't know anything abt making music btw. i took guitar lessons for some time but im not talented or good at it and it took too much effort to continue. i love the sounds a guitar makes though. i also don't remember any music theory. i have a friend who's naturally talented at playing the guitar but they didn't enjoy it but even after years of not having picked up a guitar they can still play songs at birthday parties. i think it's funny that they are naturally good at it but they hate doing it and i love it but im not good at it at all.

[enbysiriusblack]

thinking about horror film au marauders.. (tw. lotta gore)

lily the nerdy, bossy character that comes out with a giant axe and brutally beats up the killer/s to the shock of every other character

peter is either the bargaining character that tries to bargain and give the killer/s what they want just as he's about to die. or the character secretly on the killer's side that's revealed at the end

definitely giving wolfstar the making out whilst a killer is in their house/car/woods

mary, dorcas, remus, and lily all turning to each other wondering which of them is gonna die first, when they realise they're basically in a horror film cause of the black character dying first trope (i watched the blackening yesterday and the tagline "we can't all die first" gave me this hc. very good film. highly recommend)

sirius is the resident horror film expert that tells them what the killer usually does next (im imagining someone dying and everyone is just screaming over the dying body and sirius is also screaming but then adds in "this is exactly like that scene in wrong turn!"

the screamers are probably mary, remus, and james. not a definite though. i can see it being other people.

marlene gets the most jump scare scenes and emmeline gets the most hearing creaking and footsteps

james is the best at fighting but absolutely hates blood. feel like there needs to be a scene where he's like punching a masked killer and is doing SO WELL. and he gets the killer on the ground and is about to pull the mask off when the killer pulls out a knife and stabs at his hands and chest and shit. and he just screams and backs away staring at his blood until he faints.

as marlene dies, she clutches dorcas' hand and whispers "the lesbians never get a happy ending. apart from fear street... why couldn’t this be like fear street?"

the final girl HAS to be mary. ofc.

[aria0fgold]

Okay so I just got the wildest experience happen to me in my 23 (almost 24) years of living. So like, I woke up and I'm all alone in the house today and I was like: I need to charge my phone. So I got out of bed, decided to play a game on my phone a bit before charging then all of a sudden I felt nauseous like I really needed to vomit really bad. So I ran to the kitchen sink but didn't really vomited out anything but water cuz I just woke up.

And then! I suddenly felt my heartbeat go SLOWER and my entire body felt really really cold, so I was like: I need to sit down... So I went back to the bedroom to sit on the bed just tryna let the thing pass whatever it was, and then I remembered that post bout impending doom and heartattacks and I was like: Does this feel like impending doom? Do I have to run to my grandparents for help? but then after a bit I was like: Nah, doesn't feel like impending doom.

I waited for a bit and the feeling hasn't stopped yet and like I felt cold sweat dripping outta my neck so I was like: Okay, maybe I need to lie down, so I did. But then!!! I remembered that I still needed to charge my phone. So I got up again, took the charger out of the drawer then all of a sudden, it was like I hallucinated still sitting on the bed and accidentally hitting my head on its ladder (it's a bunk bed and I sleep on the lower bed).

But when my eyes opened, I noticed that I was on the floor. And I was like: What? Then I forced myself to sit up, I was feeling really dizzy and I saw the charger on the floor as well and the speaker and my water bottle were both knocked off and I was like: What? What happened? But I didn't bother with it much cuz I had a mission, and that was to charge my phone. So I took the charger and finally completed my mission and then suddenly felt like I needed to go to the bathroom so I did and sitting there I realized... I just fainted and all I ever cared bout is charging my phone.