#everything falls in place eventually

[thixcy]

Good Moaning 🌞 & Happy Sunday 💚

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[bluerosefox]

Her Astrophel and Sterling

hmmm

Hmmmmmmmm

You know what.

You know those AU's where the Batfam finds or learns about either hidden or thought to be dead Al Ghul Danny! with a deaged/daughter Dani (Ellie) (I should know, I created a few of those storylines) but what if, now hear me out, what if instead of them finding Danny first its Talia.

Do I want Talia discovering her thought to be dead son to be alive? Yes. Do I want her to find him while investigating Amity Park when the League gets reports of 'Lazarus creatures/water'? Yes.

DO I WANT HER TO KNOCK ON THE FENTON'S DOOR, fully ready to pretend/honey talk her way into the house to uncover what the Fenton's know, ONLY TO MEET A LITTLE ELLIE?!

YES.

Ellie whose eyes and hair look like a copy of her Beloved but she can see bits and pieces of herself as well. Talia knows the child in front of her was not fully her's though but everything makes sense when she hears a voice, a voice she hasn't heard in ages but as a mother just knows, speak out.

"Ellie! I thought I said do not answer the door my Sterling."

"But Daddy, yous was busy fighting the hotdoggys!"

Talia's eyes widen when she finally catches sight of familiar black hair and blue eyes.

and she could only lightly whisper a old nickname she hasn't dared uttered in ages, a name she secretly gave her son due to his love of the stars "Astrophel..."

[creepyscritches]

I am TELLING you, nervous young adult, that truly it is so easy to do scary shit you're unfamiliar with if you TELL people you don't know what to do. I prommy literally every other adult is doing the same thing. Spent 45 minutes this morning explaining everything I didn't know how to do to a colleague and she went "Oh word here's my aids I use" and now my entire built up list of stressful tasks is like lol DONE

[crystalizedirongoblin]

Summary: For a second, a moment, Kakashi allows himself to ask what the hell he thinks he’s doing, why did he think it was a good idea to mentor three pups, what spirit possessed him to lay claim to these three children as his own for the foreseeable future? (He doesn’t ask out loud, with the wind now throwing smells at him, his ears picking almost forgotten sounds from the forest around, he’s almost afraid of the answer).

And then Sakura throws a shovel at Naruto’s head and the moment passes, and he remembers that momentary lapse of judgment or not, he still has to ensure they reach the end of the day alive.

[astro-b-o-y-d]

Did I ever talk about the roleswap AU idea I had where Bill and Mina were in place of Dipper and Mabel, and Ford was in place of Stan? I don't have a LOT of ideas for it but I was thinking about it last night at work.

[angeltannis]

if I could draw regularly again without injuring myself I'd be drawing so much Asha and Frey content. they are best friends in my mind

[yourleaderandbeacon]

Headcanon - Energy Rains

Flynn wanted weather on the Grid. To give the programs something besides 'dark' all the time. Clu, of course, thought this was a terrible idea because it didn't have any purpose. Clu disliked most of his User's ideas even before he became totally disillusioned by him.

And like most everything else, Clu reluctantly conceded to the User's wishes. So there were frequent storms on the Grid now and at a certain point, Clu decided to perfect the idea.

Energy always existed on the Grid in the form of pools in the Outlands. Some of them were built over while others were utilized for refining into the energy the programs consume. But with Clu altering the code for the "rain" to make it "energy" there was a vast source of energy. There are even refining stations located in each major city.

The rain falls after which it is collected in the Grid equivalent of a sewer where it is then transported to the nearest refinery.

Of course, Clu perfected a great deal of Flynn's ideas but this is just the first.

[roboraindrop]

I am very much a Grima apologist nfjdkshdn

[defiledtomb]

New to the game here. I was wondering if the Unicode-Hints are not yet implemented? Because it doesn't show the hints for me 🥲

They are, but they are very, very sparse (only on the choices that have clear tone that can't be interpreted any differently than flirting/antagonistic/dominant/submissive etc. I'm a little worried about implementing too many indicators, as many choices can be taken as a roleplaying option, not as something that will lock you into a certain romance or personality trait: they are a bit more nuanced and open, which makes it hard for me to slap a (correct) label on.

[seariii]

Finished the task that needed to be done tonight and all I got was stress gastritis

[sourkitsch]

Two things that are true at once:

I am not nearly as mentally ill as I’ve convinced myself I am

I am far sicker than I’ve convinced my friends that I am

[orpheuslament]

hey, dante. i hope you're doing well. i'm not sure if we're still mutuals, but i believe at some point we were. i wanted to write and ask you what keeps you going with writing. i think i could answer my own question if i wanted to but whenever i think about my own writing, i just seem to lose hope. i have been on this site a while and have little to show for it. no one talks to me, or wants to it seems. i have one companion in my life, and it's my partner. and on here i have none. i pose my writing and it goes unnoticed, unread. and i feel like i have shown my own heart for no reason. my partner will read my writing and it will make her cry. it will move her. i want it to move more people. but i have no idea how to get there. i feel like the more writing i put out, the more i have done for no reason. — 🦷

hi sorry for replying to this so late but i think you have the answer to your question right there. shes moved by your words, thats more than enough. i write for the few people who bother in writing to me to tell me that my poetry has changed them, however briefly. if what you do manages to reach one person it means youve done well. + art always has a reason to exist. create only to partake in the holy act of creation & the rest will follow. be passionate about what you do & other ppl will start seeing it. & if they dont thats their loss, not yours.

[scattered-winter]

I really wish my mom would just fucking. respect the fact that I have no desire to be religious and that I don't know if I ever will be because it feels like she's subtly trying to convince me to come back and idk. I just kinda wish she'd respect the fact that I don't want to have anything to do with it

[inspector-montoya-fox]

hi how have you been?

[crystalizedirongoblin]

Balance feels him long before the time of his birth, even before Kushina reaches to the Whirlpools. It feels him before he truly develops, possibility and light, intertwined with the very fabric of the universe's existence, red energy coiling tight into Kushina’s gut, into her very self, a responsibility she grew into with years of crafted instructions passing down inadvertently.

Kushina feels the second the foreign chakra in her veins shifts and knows .

(The third chapter of More Than Leaves in the Tree is up!)

[mortalityplays]

talking about impenetrable accents/dialect just reminded me. when I was in Milan a couple of years back I was staying in this little rathole hotel and I had the biggest fucking migraine, so I was like non c'è problema I'll just go buy painkillers. of course every pharmacy on the map in a three block radius was closed, so my stupid ass just starts wandering around trying to figure out on the fly if you can get OTC from supermarkets in italy.

I walk into this little everything store (to my foreign eyes the kind of place that back home could sell you a bunch of carrots, a 6-pack of beer, pantyhose, bleach and a screwdriver set) and I see some household basics in the back but not what I need. with the confidence of a person who is only in the city for 3 days because he got bored and packed a bag and booked the cheapest flight available the week before (<= MENTAL ILLNESS), I was like no worries I know some italian, I can just ask.

I grab a bottle of water, walk up to the counter, and I'm like Ciao, hai il paracetamolo? And the guy is like che, and I'm like paracetamolo. Per la mia testa. And he's like che?

This is where I would have said 'aspirina' except I can't take aspirin for medical reasons, or 'antidolorifico' except I don't know that word and I've got no phone data for google translate and also I'm stupid. So in my fucked up leith-glasgow-italian accent I'm like paaa-ra-cetta-mollll-ooo. He's like ohhh bene, bene, and he calls another guy out of the back and asks him to go get something. Other guy then walks out of the store into the street, and before I can be like hey, che la fuck, he comes back and hands me a huge bundle of herbs.

At this point I'm like okay this entire interaction has been a bust, but these guys have been very nice and patient and they're both smiling happily at me because they've been of service, so I'm like ahh perfetto, grazie, pay them a couple of euros and leave.

EVENTUALLY I find a pharmacy that's open, and my head is fucking killing me, and my phone still isn't connecting, and now I have this small shrubbery poking out of my coat pocket, so I don't even bother looking around the shelves. I just walk straight to the counter and I'm like uhh ciao, scusi. And hearing my nightmare of an accent the guy answers in english and I'm like thank christ, do you please have paracetamol. Not aspirin, I can't take aspirin. And he's like yeah yeah hold on, goes into the back, comes out with what I need.

Only when he comes out he gives me this look, and then he starts laughing. And then he pretends he's not laughing and rings me up and I pay, and as I'm leaving I can see him losing it. But I don't care, my head is going to explode, I'm going back to the rathole to close the blinds and fall comatose for four hours.

When I get back to my hotel room I take off my coat and remember the huge bouquet of herbs in my pocket. They smell amazing, and I'm like I'm pretty sure this is parsley in which case I can just get some tomatoes and mozzarella later and make it work. but since I have no idea what that interaction was, I want to make sure. I bring out my phone to get a visual reference of what parsley leaves look like, and because I was using it for google translate earlier I put 'parsley' in the wrong box like a dope and translate it to italian.

prezzemolo

I wish I could have been the pharmacist in the moment he looked at my tired pissed off anglophone ass, heard me say 'paracetamol' in my fucked up accent, and turned around saw what was in my pocket. I'd have lost my shit too.