#if it flops i didn't write it

[highdefinitions]

when dew first changed from water to fire, he cut his hair. left it all over the bathroom for days until he finally let mountain into his room to check on him. mountain cleaned it up silently, behind a closed door and choked sobs.

and by the time he actually even goes down near the lake again, his hair had just grown down past his jaw. he didn't go swimming again until it was nearly past his shoulders.

the first time dew went swimming again, he nearly drowned. it had been months by then after his transition into a fire ghoul, and he hadn't been able to sleep—burdened by the urge to go down to the water. so he does. he gets up out of bed and wanders the halls, pausing just outside of the new water ghoul's room. he almost knocked, almost asked rain to come with him, but he stopped himself, and went alone. he went down to the lake alone, and stood at the end of the dock, and then closed his eyes and jumped in.

he failed to consider that he wasn't going to be as good as he used to be in the water. he couldn't hold his breath for as long, couldn't go as deep as he wanted to, and it nearly cost him his life. because he tried. he tried to swim down to the bottom and just be, to quiet the noise in his head, to stamp out the draw to the water that was no longer his. he couldn't hold his breath for as long as he used to, couldn't handle the pressure—couldn't even make it more than halfway to the bottom. he couldn't swim to the surface as fast as he used to be able to.

so his muscles screamed from the strain. his ears popped, eyes felt like they were going to explode. his lungs burned. for one feeble moment, he felt like he was actually going to die, that he'd never make it to the top and the one thing that had previously made him was going to kill him.

but then he broke the surface, swam to shore. he dragged himself up onto the sand, soaking wet and shivering. he drew his knees up to his chest, let his head hang between them.

and he cried for everything he just lost.

[dyrewrites]

People need to stop asking me what I do.

And if they choose to do so despite my obvious dislike of the question, they should certainly not follow my honest answer with, "oh. What do you write?"

No. No. You're supposed to lose interest at, "horror author."

Everyone else does.

Why didn't you, Costco cashier I think I worked with somewhere else in my teens but doesn't remember me, why didn't you?

My, "mostly short stories, but I'm editing a horror fantasy novel right now."

Was the bad answer. Why did I say that. Why did I invite more words.

She asked for more and I gave her the best rendition of a carefree laugh I could manage and tried to explain Weald and Wen.

This stopped questions on content but led to, "and are you published or is it a hobby, do you make money on it?"

"I am published, doing it myself though so no on the money. Made maybe $20 this year (this is wrong but close enough). Not a lucrative career, fun though."

"Do you do anything else then?"

"Nope. No. I'm not...able to. Anxiety. If I did your job I'd be broken in an hour."

We waited quietly after that. For the thing they had to check for me, which is why we were chatting.

I am beyond uncomfortable. I shared more than I am now even. Was shaking a little as I left.

Needed to sit and breathe in the car before driving home. Did not go to the other store Intended to.

Anxiety is stupid. Small talk is worse. Why did I keep responding with honesty. I could have lied and said I sell kitschy clay chicken feet on etsy and that would have been less awkward.

[justcallmejoe]

"He's after me. He'll never give up." "Neither will I." Flesh+Blood (1985) dir. Pual Verhoeven

[priestbitmoved]

basically... who's gonna hold donnie's hand and make the big scary metalhead blush? hm? i'm taking applications rn.

[thevegetablewhichnoonedaresname]

I'm starting Mission to Zyxx Season 5 now, and I have feelings about that.

First, it generally scares me when people hype anything up at all because there is no guarantee that anyone values the exact same thing I do to the same degree. Even if I trust the creators of a thing to value something and try to do right by it, that doesn't always necessarily mean it will be successful, especially if that involves doing something wildly different than what made it good in the first place (I have been burned this way before). I guess I'm just hoping they continue the format of goofy improv shenanigans for the majority of it with something more planned and emotional in the finale if they want, like they've been doing all along. I'd think they would, and I've heard nothing bad about the ending, but I guess it still makes me nervous because I'm so close to the end and I want it so badly to stick the landing. I'm setting my expectations on the floor so I can be surprised instead of disappointed, but honestly, I don't need it to be better, I just need it to be on par with the rest.

Second, and more briefly, I'm happy it's (hopefully) ending before it has a chance to decline. I am so on board with that philosophy. But on the other hand, finishing a thing that I really, really like and knowing there's not another one out there gives me a special kind of heartache. Like, I know there will be other good media, and stuff that's good and unique in other ways, but I know for a fact that there are no other podcasts out there that have the same mix of a balance of off-the-wall improv and structured narrative, quality comedy, fantastical sci-fi setting and loveable characters, and high quality production. There are other things out there with many of those qualities, but nothing that checks every one of those boxes. It's a lightning-in-a-bottle thing that very much feels like the right people had to be in the right place at the right time to do it. Attempts to do it again would feel hollow because it had to be born out of necessity and passion and the talents of the people involved, so if you switch out the people it loses the reasons it's great, and if the same people tried to do it again it'd feel tired. That makes me so, so grateful it exists, but also so, so sad that it doesn't, and I'm 80% of the way done. When it's over, it's over.

Anyway. Now that that's all out there, I'm just gonna finish listening and have fun. Wish me luck.

[jewishcissiekj]

"Star Wars should follow George Lucas's vision" Wrong!

also. Remember when they brought him on set for Mando all excited to show him they gave Boba the weapon he had in the holiday special animated segment only to get slapped in the face when Lucas said he was not involved with that. so fucking funny

[acescorazon]

Title: It was just a prank.

Pairing: Cross Guild

Rating: E

Word Count: 4684

Ch: 1/2

Summary:

“Baby, are you still there?” Buggy asks. Mihawk hasn’t answered him this entire time, god, what is he supposed to do? “Honey?” He calls out when he still doesn’t get a reply, “Baby, i’m sorry,” He whines, returning to the kitchen once Galdino starts giving him a weird look. “If you’re too mad to say anything, can i at least talk to Crocodile?” Maybe if he talks to Crocodile, he can get on his good side and then Crocodile can convince Mihawk not to be mad at him… or punish him.

“Crocodile says he’ll speak to you when we get back to the ship. I’m hanging up now, Captain Buggy. Bye.”.

(Or that time Buggy steals Crocodile’s ship as a prank.)

[hickeygender]

you ever write up a combination of words you're really proud of at the time bc you think it's vivid but it's actually so atrocious that you remember it eight years later bc it's burned itself into your long-term memory? just me?

[nostalgia-tblr]

Reminding myself that I resolved not to delete any fics that have a bookmark on them😭

[avispraeda]

I approach and drop a chunk of rock at your feet before I turn back around and resume punching a massive wall. "Writer's Block" is spray-painted across the surface in red. My knuckles are broken.

[wizerdbattle]

Okay I'm going to bed...

[tracle0]

I wrote something yesterday!

[apricusapollo]

rip a choice with no regrets. you were so iconic for this.

[paradoxgavel]

theory/headcanon that the reason william afton is more messed up in the silver eyes timeline than the fnaf game timeline is that henry's death messed him up real bad

[thesilverlady]

I think many people just like Ewan in blonde wig instead of genuinely liking Aemond's character

this is usually the case for lots of characters but I'm not sure if it works with Ewan, because his social media presence is non existent so ppl don't really know anything. about him beyond what he allows to share.

i do think for all hotd characters ppl love the headcanons they've made up for them. And even in discourses they come into play.

character wise, Aemond had the most work in the show and his aesthetic (eyepatch, tall hight, soft voice, long blond wig) works un his favor