#brooding writer

[wewritewords]

Telling fellow writers “I only write for myself” in order to make them feel bad for wanting validation for their work is the Pick Me equivalent of the Writing Community.

Wanting connection with people is normal. Wanting to connect through the same interests and enjoy it together is normal. Wanting validation for something you created and proudly showing it to 'your people' is normal.

Stop making people feel bad for something every normal human being craves.

[hua-liansimp]

Ok but I need him I need more content of him he's the best murder lizard ever

[likeatattokiss]

im feeling delirious oh my god *gunshots* *screaming* *sirens*

[goldenroseeon]

Brood Parasitism kinda fucks me up.

Imagine your sibling is a parasite. They are many times larger than you, stealing many of your meals to feed their own body. They're taller than your parents. They sing in discordant tones, none that ever sound right. They peck you, nip at you. They're your sibling, you've known each other for your entire life, but they are just so wrong.

Your parents catch onto this. Your sibling is not their child. They are a fraud, so completely alien to their world. They leave your sibling. They leave you with the parasite in your house.

They don't return with food. They don't return at all. They left because of your sibling, that thing sleeping next to you. You think you hate them. You could've been loved. You could've flown under the sun, hearing your parents twitter and sing out to you, that memory never leaving, even when you have children of your own. But you can't, because this freak that dares slunk next to you.

You're going to die if starvation and cold because of this thing. You think you hate it.

Imagine being born into this world, your parents below you, your shell raining down on their tiny bodies. They are not your parents, you know this. You are not their child.

Your body groans, demands food. You take from your siblings. You desire to be part of this family, but the songs that come out of your mouth are a jumble. You wish to be closer, to preen the feathers on your featherless siblings, but you hurt them with a beak far too sharp to do anything good.

There is something so incredibly wrong with you. You know this. Your parents know this, so they leave.

Your true parents did not love you, abandoning you in an otherwise lovely couple's nest. Your unwilling parents left you. No, not just you, that would be fair, you ruined the lives of your siblings. They hate you, you know this.

Your poor, frail siblings, so small and fragile. So weak from starvation that you caused.

You'll starve here, too, because you did not fit your role well enough, neither a good, true child for your small parents, or a cunning, perfect chameleon for your biological parents.

It's cold, so very, very cold. Your siblings are frail and weak. You cannot fly to find food.

The least you can do is to keep them warm.

You snuggle next to them. Death, an omen, from the falling leaves.

You hate your sibling, you tell yourself.

You love your sibling, with everything in your empty heart.

You've known each other for your entire lives. They were there when no one else was, and they'll be with you in death.

You truly love your sibling.

You can't deny it further.

In the last moments on this cruel, cold earth, you tither out a song.

Discordant, true, but your sibling's song nonetheless. It's not your parents', but they aren't your family anymore.

They tither back, tones rumbling in their chest to you.

Family.

[miraluking-respectfully]

felix being referred to more or less exclusively as "your soldier" in-game speaks to how little the writers put into his character beyond his noggin full of sith secrets & his relationship with the consular; still, i do find it kind of sweet and funny, in a way. he's not a republic soldier, not even your personal bodyguard; he's your soldier. the consular is a small nation-state in and of herself

[lord-squiggletits]

I was at a "making friends" kind of social event just this past week and ended up having two subsequent conversations with different people that gave me an interesting reflection on my own reasons for writing without me even intending to make the conversation about it.

First conversation: The person talked about the feeling of awe from being at a music concert and how incredible it is that so many complete strangers can be united by a singular love of music. I related to it with regards to my own writing and how many people have read my stuff. Ended up telling this guy about some of the AO3 comments I've gotten from people to the effect of helping motivate them to live/just reflect on life in general. Somehow went into a tangent about a suicidal friend of mine who died when we were in high school, and me saying that maybe the reason I write so much about the things I do is because of the influence his death had on me. And the other person ended up asking me, 'So do you think it's like every time you write, you're doing it in his memory in a way?'

Subsequent conversation was with someone who was a psychologist for a day job, and I ended up telling them that I was kind of thinking of getting a degree in psychology/therapy one day because writing about mental health issues had gotten me so interested in the world of helping people heal themselves. But then I was also like, "Well, I don't know, it could be that I don't need to become a psychologist to help people with mental health. Maybe helping people by being a writer and telling stories is enough."

It was just a surprising, but topical realization for me to have talking to a bunch of strangers. For someone like me who's often preoccupied with doing and having knowledge and expertise, I often fall into the idea that you need to be directly involved in helping people to really be making a difference. I've literally had thoughts in my mind along the lines of "I'm so smart, hardworking, and dedicated when it comes to writing, but wouldn't it have been so much more of a net gain to the world if I'd decided to be this passionate about something like being a doctor or activist that actually helps people?" It's not like I truly regret being a writer (or ever will, because there's nothing else that I love so much), but in my bad moments I truly do sometimes think "Why does it make a difference if I entertain people or make them feel nicer for a while if it doesn't actually change anything in the world?" To quote one of my favorite Transformers fics of all time, "There was nothing that would have been more worthwhile, but that didn't rule out the possibility that the whole damn universe was wasting its time."

I guess the answer is that making someone feel better, even in a small way, is changing the world, even if it's just a few people, and even if it's just as simple as making someone's day better.

[guppygiggles]

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[atthequillsmercy]

An Apology Treat!

Since there was no new chapter update for June, I decided to make the prologue for First Brood 4: Emma public on my Patreon!! I’m almost done with the next chapter. It just needs a little more polish and it’ll be ready to post. Enjoy!! Follow me on BlogLovin.

[sp4ceboo]

rant but im a bit scared im going to get attacked

[kenobers]

Do you have a face/fan cast for Jason? Like someone you envision when you write him? (I’m asking different Jason writers this question because I’m curious!)

Thank you for answering!

it really kinda depends on my mood. i’m a big fan of the jason being latino headcanon, so i love ciricearts depiction of him. i am just a girl so ofc jorge jiménez, dexter soy and dan mora do it for me, they really know how to slut a grown man out (even if they are perpetuators of blue eyed jason).

as for irl actors, i kinda envision oscar isaac. because if either of them were shapes, they’d be squares with just slightly rounded edges. and oscar isaac has that classic beauty with the body type i write jason as having. plus he can fuckin brood.

[rubiatinctorum]

Every now and then on the internet I see a new crowd of people talking about the traits in ocs they don't like and they can be sorted basically into the same categories as always.

the exact same physical traits people associated with the 2000s to early 2010s era zeitgeist of the 21st century "Mary Sue"

whatever's been a trendy motif for the last few years specifically

defining conflict in the character's backstory

Conversations like these will go in circles forever with people who care about characters as designs with bio sheets and not for storytelling, yet each new batch of people talks like they're having an unpopular or revolutionary thought for going "... hm if i can say, heterochromia and grief make bad characters actually." When really it's just that nobody involved is making much more than a bio sheet so nobody involved gets to see if these details would have been used well in an actual story.

[jacnaylor]

Prince has taken from a lot of people. But what he took from you. And the manner in which he took it?

[clementine-kesh]

Rewatching the Chute

Why did they make Harry look so sexy

Like hes got so much chest out??? the lip cut??? the hair????

Who was like 'hes in a prison. He has to look hot as hell obviously'

Idk if it was the clamp making Tom go insane, Harry looks UNREAL

genuinely he’s so hot it’s actually insane. if i was tom i would also forgive all his misdeeds no questions asked

[satrnz]

* 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 ,

@glcwbitch . ♡

“ i’d never wrong you twice , i just wanna make things right . ”

[inhindsightthatwaskindadumb]

And it feels like there's always a hand clasped around my throat

And temptations are soaring but I'm scared of the cost of letting go

If living means breathing while being dead, then I

Don't know how much longer I wanna stay alive