#i'm like so nervous lmfao

[queenofbaws]

there are already roughly a million posts like this already circulating, but man. just. sometimes you really do have to step away from something you're working on and come back to it later.

creative buds, please. please. no one is worse at taking my advice than i am, believe me, but seriously, if you've been feeling down or frustrated or stumped with something you've been working on lately, take this as your sign to maybe take a little break. a week, a month, whatever. you've been looking at it too long, you've read it too many times, you've erased that same line so many times you've lost count - you need to come back to it with a rested brain and fresh eyes.

however rough it feels to you now, i promise, promise, promise that it'll feel so much better after a little distance. <3

[sunsetzer]

On one hand, I want a final fantasy 6 remake, because the game is criminally underrated and the amount of fan content (which is all absolutely fantastic btw) is Not Enough for my neurodivergent, hyperfixating brain.

On the other hand, that would inevitably encourage more people to join the fandom, which would be great, except it seems these days the bigger a fandom gets the more toxic it becomes, and I really like what we have going on over here in our little corner. We all just love the game and its characters and nobody fights about who should and shouldn't date who or who you shouldn't like because they're ~problematique~. Nobody's trying to make one ship morally better than another, nobody's calling anyone names or threatening to doxx people who don't agree with their opinions. It's so peaceful and I love that for us. We're just vibing. Moisturized. Unbothered. In our lane. Flourishing.

[deadn30n]

TEMP HIATUS NOTICE

DEC 18th - JAN 3rd I will be on vacation. I'm flying out to meet my boyfriend today for the first time and to spend the holidays with his family! As such, there will probably be little to no writing done during the period of time I'll be gone. I might hop on now and then to answer something, but I expect because his family is eager to meet me, I'm going to be bun-napped lmao. this also means i'll probably be pretty radio silent on discord too sdflkjghd

my queue will be running in my absence, 2 posts per day. this is everything up until last night, so if I somehow missed our thread and you don't see it post, just lmk i'm sorry AAAA

also i stole this idea from @vulpesse but i made a tree you can leave cute messages for me on in my absence if you like!

happy holidays everyone! i'll try to pop in and check on everyone now and then ♡ until then, see you next year :>

[moe-broey]

ROSADO IN FEH. ASKR SIBLINGS FOR FORGING BONDS. RED ALERT RED ALERT HUGE EVENT INCOMING

[autobot-ratchet]

I've got the first expression challenge sketched out and lemme tell y'all

I still fuckin got it lmAO

[svtskneecaps]

ayo shoutout to revali for being the champion whose ability i have used the least since obtaining

[prophecyofgray]

sometimes i'm like hmmm idk if my anxiety meds are working i kinda just feel normal :/ and then i realize yes i Do feel normal but i did Not feel normal BEFORE startign the meds. audie from less than a year ago didnt know what normal Was. this is GOOD normal.

[narasnooze]

Anonymous asked:

00/00. 0. What I would choose? Frankly, my mind is too active. My thoughts never stop racing. If I were in your position, I would be too curious for my own good. And since we are quite the same, in a lot of ways... I have anticipated on your hesitance. How? It's because I know you. I understand you better than anyone else. I understand deeply what you've been going through. The neglect, the boredom, his passing, the restraint, the depression, and weight of the days of waiting and waiting until others catch up... I anticipated on your hesitance. I suspected your next step would be asking for guidance. I think your next step is a request for information. Thus I have already provided you with clues to my identity. Maybe once you put the clues together, you will be able to make the decision yourself. Now, be a good soldier boy and puzzle this out. You can do this, Shikamaru. You've cracked codes before. You have never failed to impress me when it mattered. Here is the decryption tool: Each message contains one puzzle piece. Ten messages. Ten puzzle pieces. 1=A, 2=B. Once you pierce the puzzle together, you will whisper the code and get an understanding of the span of my influence. Then, you will decide. I will not decide for you. I cannot free your mind for you. You must do that yourself. I will only say this. I do look forward to meeting you… even if you decide that this will be a goodbye.

It was absolutely IDIOTIC of him to stand there with his eyes closed. He was well aware of it, and yet still he felt no particular fear of being so vulnerable at that very moment.

Was it that he trusted this unknown person? This mysterious observer and guide, who had slithered into his life in the most peculiar way, which Shikamaru had kept secret from everyone. Even from Asuma. ...Just as this person had told him.

Or... did his depression play part in his carelessness? Perhaps he, deep down, didn't care if he was a lone deer walking in– and lying down encircled by a wolf pack.

Shikamaru didn't dwell on it too much, and slowly lifted his eyelids to find, as he had thought, a new note. They were there. His brown eyes scanned his surroundings carefully while picking up the note to read it. He actually chuckled once he'd reached the finish. He knew it. Those numbers had played an important part, after all. He had tried to figured out their meaning earlier, but hadn't quite managed. Now, however, it all made sense.

Of course. The numbers represented romaji. The 26 letters in the alphabet. How could he not have seen that? Now, they surely had to reconsider their view of him. He wasn't a genius, he felt more stupid than a rock. Hopefully they wouldn't be too disappointed in him... Their praise and encouragement did mean a lot to him. Especially now, with only Kakashi left to truly talk to. He, understood Shikamaru very well, too. But apparently this mysterious person claim to know him better than anyone.

"Right..." Shikamaru took a seat under a nearby tree and leaned back against the trunk, gazing up at the passing clouds. "15, 18, 15, 3..." He had memorised the numbers when spending some quiet evenings trying to work them out before. Now, he'd gotten a very generous hint and it didn't take long before his calm expression had changed.

He stared at the sky, then slowly lowered his gaze back down at the note and read the words again, heart racing.

"...Orochimaru."

[lightningfilledsaber]

speaking of new icon... 6 mo voice update for my fellow tumblrinas <3

[crows-murder]

editing

[queenofbaws]

Hi Queenie - can I ask for some Diane...um again? 😁

She looked up when her door slammed open, but one look at the expression on Kaylee's face and she knew better than to start throwing questions out every which-a-way; people talked all the time about how it was Caleb who looked so much like Chris, Caleb who could be his twin if given a haircut and a khaki shirt, and still, for her money, she thought it was Kaylee who took after him most.

And boy, she'd known Chris long enough to know exactly what that expression meant on him - so she had a pretty good notion what it meant on her.

Diane waited until she heard the familiar thwump of a body hitting her sickbed and only moved then, peeking her head around the privacy screen to ask the gentlest question she could: "You good, Kay?"

She didn't see any blood, didn't see welts or hives or the line of a sunburn, but again, this wasn't her first time working the camp through the summer, and she knew the things that sent most of the campers and counselors running to her office with tears in their eyes rolled off the Hacketts' backs like water off a duck; the Hacketts, she knew, were survivalists in the truest form, born and bred to withstand anything - everything - and so the things that ailed them were usually much, much worse.

From the bed, Kaylee huffed, the very picture of agony with her arms crisscrossed over her face and her grass-stained shoes dangling over the edge. "How do you get a boy to like you?" she asked, the weight of the world in her voice, and yup, uh huh, got it in one - the Hacketts could bleed, and the Hacketts could burn, the Hacketts could itch, the Hacketts could freeze, but affection, well...that was a slightly different story, wasn't it.

six sentence sat(or)sunday!!!

[mikazeliscious]

do you ever just struggle w/ social anxiety and sit there staring blankly into the void?

[kuiinncedes]

bro

[fr0stbearer]

this day6 cupsleeve event is so back like before...like pre-pandemic BACK 💀

[normystical]

(but) I love to look at the stars

the way you look at me

[vinegar-doppio-official]

Guess who officially signed the supervisor contract at work and yet feels even more useless and incompetent than two days ago