#it can be lonely and confusing

[diningwiththeasquiths]

These past years pride month never felt like a celebration to me. After all, I do not feel any pride. Worse than that, I hate the fact that I'm aroace. So I felt pride just wasn't for me.

This month started out the same. But today I finally realised that pride month can be about (the struggle for) self-acceptance too. Which seems pretty logical now, but I guess my brain actively worked against me on this, like it often does.

So yeah. I do feel part of it now, and that helps me feel less alienated this month. Sadly I am part of the (large) group that still struggles with self-hatred, but we just have to keep trying to work on that, because we too deserve the joy of self-acceptance.

[fisheito]

still thinking about those promo pics where they locked the tops and bottoms in separate rooms

[cheriboms]

doctober day 19: memory

aka "the first time lone pine doc recognizes the weird little kid hanging around his garage as the future boy who changed his life 30 years ago" :)

[thatmooncake]

Okay let’s name the new DCA server (as kindly suggested by @emrystheblue !):

[padfoot0216]

Tk, texting Buck

TK - Quick Buck I want to paint my nails but I don’t know what color to choose.

Buck - And you thought I could help?

TK - Pick colors.

Buck - Uh

Buck - Banana

Buck - Wallpaper

Buck - Asphalt

Buck - Ruler

Buck - Titanium

Buck - Pirate

Buck - Notebook?

Buck - W i n d o w

TK - …none of those are colors.

Buck - Says who.

TK - Can you please just pick a color.

Buck - I did you just didn’t like my options.

TK - Please.

Buck - Uhhhh

Buck - PURBYELLOW! Yeah.

Buck - Wait wait.

Buck - Red. NO WHAT

Buck - WOAT

Buck - WAIT

Buck - UHHHH

Buck - BLOO

Buck - Wait no red

Buck - Shit but also purple

Buck - Okay but red

Buck - Blue? But red.

Buck - and also purple

Buck - uhhhhhhhh

Buck - Why’d you go offline?

Buck - Did you choose a color?

Buck - Was it one I suggested?

*30 minutes later*

TK - I just asked Carlos.

[anastacialy]

y'know, i keep making a habit of swinging my bat at hornets nests, but i have to say i'm getting so, so tired of people complaining about shows not making perfect sense when they aren't even close to done. we're four episodes into this season of doctor who. we're four episodes into this season of bridgerton. and yet in both fandoms i keep seeing people whine that such and such didn't make sense or it wasn't explained all the way and by god you guys i think maybe explanations might come later in the season. this is something most viewers will recognize as being called a 'plot.'

[tailoredshirt]

WIP WEDNESDAY

Tagged by @paperstorm @thisbuildinghasfeelings and @carlos-in-glasses

Maybe if I post more daemon fic I'll actually get around to finishing it! Here is the snippet I posted a few months ago.

Daemon AU/fusion (each character’s soul in the form of an animal companion) breakup era/ice storm fic… Esther is TK's daemon and Consuela is Carlos's. They're both dogs!

Here is a flashback scene.

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They were sitting up against the headboard, shoulders pressed together, sharing the remnants of a gallon of vanilla ice cream right out of the carton. 

TK had found several boxes of old photos in his dad’s closet and had brought one of them into the bedroom to show Carlos. There were pictures of his parents before they’d gotten divorced, of his grandparents who had both died before TK graduated high school, but most of them were of TK. 

“How old were you there?” 

TK touched the photo, which showed him wearing a private school uniform. Esther was perched on his backpack in the form of a sparrow. “Seven, I think?”

Carlos grinned. “You look so cute. I bet you were a little terror, weren’t you?”

“I was not,” TK said, pretending to be affronted. “I’ll have you know, I got all A’s.”

“Mmhmm,” Carlos murmured. “You’ll notice that’s not what I asked.”

TK pursed his lips together to keep from smiling. “Well…sometimes I had some trouble focusing on the lessons.”

“Uh huh.”

“So Esther and I found ways to distract ourselves,” he said.

Esther looked up at him, a thread of amusement running through their bond. She and Consuela were lying next to one another on the floor, barely touching. Consuela perked up and licked Esther’s nose to get her attention again. 

“Which I’m sure went over well with your teachers,” said Carlos. 

TK remembered the most unimpressed look on his mother’s face when she walked into the principal’s office, dressed for court, with Ginsburg perched on her shoulder. He looked as unimpressed as Gwyn did, and Esther shifted into a caterpillar, the tiniest thing she could, and hid in TK’s pocket to escape their gaze. 

“Did you know,” TK said, stretching his leg out over Carlos’s, “that the rhinoceros beetle can lift up to 850 times its own weight?”

Carlos narrowed his eyes at him. “I did not.”

“And did you know,” TK continued, “that the Gameboy Advance weighed just under five ounces?”

Carlos lifted his eyebrows. “What did you do?” 

“Well, my third grade teacher took away my Gameboy because I was playing with it in class, so we decided to get it back.” TK felt a hint of annoyance through his bond with Esther as she eyed him from the floor. “Okay, yes, Esther objected, but she was bored too.” 

“So you got caught trying to steal your Gameboy back,” said Carlos. 

TK squinted. “I mean, is it really stealing if it was ours to begin with?”

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Open tag for anyone who wants to use it! Please tag me if you do. I'll also tag @reyesstrand @marchingatmidnight @lightningboltreader @mooshkat @safeashousespdf @bonheur-cafe @heartstringsduet @chaotictarlos Sorry if you've already done it, please link me!

[fairys-dream]

it was getting restless again.

this is not just a story of a soul thats lived many many lifetimes, but the Everything.

the Source.

its lived it all, wondering if theres anything more to all this, some other way of existing….whats the alternative to Everything?

it’d thought of the cheesy simple stuff like Nothing, Love, Experiencing…..any answer seemed like itd been said before, and it had.

it thought of all the complex answers, answers that were basically just word garbage. any meaning it applied, it was an answer it answered for itself.

an answer it made up. an answer that wasnt real.

problem was, it couldnt ask anything outside itself…..or could it?

how could there be another Everything?

wait...what was it that the humans had made….

a mirror. yeah, that could work.

the Source, being the way it was, couldnt help making some sorta poetic twist to it. it wasnt going to be some regular ol’ mirror of course.

so, the Source conjured the mirror.

in the reflection, it saw itself, but slightly different.

not just visually, the Everything in the reflection worked in slightly mirrored ways as well.

same, but different.

and equally as sentient.

thus began the discussion between the Source and the Reflection.

the Reflection was convinced it conjured the Source, that the Source was it’s Reflection.

this argument lasted awhile.

but the conclusion they came to was that they both conjured eachother.

if they wanted an answer, it was vital that they saw eachother as seperate beings, seperated by the glass.

they talked n talked, about all the things that happened in them, and what those things made them think about.

they gave eachother the answers they couldnt come to from their own perspective.

answers that still felt right, answers that felt new.

one day(conceptually speaking, not literally, since theres not really any days in infinity), it clicked.

Stories.

not just Experiences, but Stories.

Stories held all the answers in One.

the Source was alive so it could tell Stories.

and it took talking to someone else in order to realize that.

so, the Source n the Reflection, the Reflection n the Source, spent the rest of eternity telling eachother stories.

sometimes those Stories werent even Stories at all, they were just…creations. which were, in their own way, also Stories.

sometimes they would just observe. then talk about their observations afterwards, similar to a Story.

Everything was just Stories. and the Source was happier now that it got to share them.

[chryblossomjjk]

i keep gettin degrees to procrastinate :3

[hightowres]

22 was like, the worst idea that i have ever had

[m0nsterteeth]

Also, I find it funny that many other nonhumans yearn for the wilderness, but I actually feel perfectly in my element around people in a city. People are prey, directly or indirectly, so why wouldn’t I want to be where food is? Going out to stores on missions to find things is like hunting to me. Unfortunately, not proud of it, but I have kleptomania and am pretty indiscriminate about it so I can actually be harming someone innocent. I can be incredibly manipulative to someone by being pleasant and still victimize them. I am being predatory. It makes me feel bad that doing bad things is instinctual. I do not want to be a bad person, I want to have other avenues of feeling like/being a monster without being A Monster, if that makes sense. I want to be better, but it’s hard. Hopefully I can scratch that itch by getting better at shifting. That’s the plan.

It would be fun to be a cryptid style monster in a forest as an alternative, but one that appears closer to areas with people or areas frequented by people. Less Bigfoot more mothman. Haunting a small town or popular outdoor tourist destination sounds like a blast.

[the-outlande-r]

hearing my friend talk about her roster sounds so outlandish to me. like im glad for you bbg and it's so interesting but i don't think i can even imagine being in that same headspace. i can maybe like someone like once a year

[bear-boi-5]

Rant about Sharks vs Minecraft because. Uh. Yes.

I find it funny why Mojang refuses to add sharks. They say they don't want to contribute to the already high and irrational fear to sharks resulting in over hunting which is completely fair but like, don't make em hostile???

They've made 2 hostile mobs based on real animals, the Silverfish and the Cave Spider. But a Shark isn't even inherently hostile. It's extremely rare for sharks to attack people just because they're predators. If I remember correctly, there's only one shark species that actively hunts people. Sharks would only attack out of fear, hunger or territory, even then, most sharks choose to stay away from people (that or they're curious about divers)

By all means it makes more sense to make them a neutral mob which is a 3rd class that people tend to forget about. Wolves, Llamas, Polar Bears, Spiders, Pufferfish and, wouldn't you know it, the convergent cousins of the shark that are arguably more fucking evil than the shark that are already in the game, Dolphins are neutral mobs. Something provokes them to attack. That would exactly fit in with the shark.

Even then, by all means, you don't have to choose the Great White just because it's recognisable. You can pick a harmless, friendly shark species for a passive mob

Also the excuse that they don't want to make hostile mobs based off real animals is fucking baloney, as mentioned above, Silverfish and Cave Spiders are real animals that are hostile

[ch1maeras]

𝗗𝗔𝗡𝗜𝗘𝗟𝗟𝗔 𝗖𝗢𝗟𝗘𝗠𝗔𝗡 𝗖𝗔𝗠𝗘𝗥𝗔 𝗥𝗢𝗟𝗟 : 1 / ∞ featuring charlie o'reilly ( @tornblackedgcs )

— 𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 / 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨 —

[imflyingfish]

Its weird because i dont actually have much of a desire to move to france or use french reguarly in my life but at this point ive deadicated over a year to learning it so i might as well keep going and finish

[daisyhooves]

just a small dump of stuff for the rain world mgs au because its been on the brain for a bit. the ideas they are in my head.