#it feeds my soul

[thatkeira9000]

Me waiting for new byler content cuz I need it to experience joy:

[electricea]

i like to think ryuji could just make friends with anyone or anything - ghosts, demons, veggie buddies - hell, even a bottle of ketchup - he doesn't discriminate when it comes to friends - if it talks and it isn't an asshole, it's a friend in his book.

[angstitty]

I was not doing particularly good in February 2023

Lowkey wanna read some of these again MUHAHA

[house-of-hamartia]

I find comfort in the fact that, even if I cannot write smut for the life of me, I can at least draw it fml.

SMALL VICTORIES.

[everythingsab]

hey biz

[sleeplesssmoll]

Happy holidays!

I'd imagine that Vertin would have a hobby of making mini things in her (very rare) free time. She'd be good at crafting and fixing things given that being alone in the suitcase meant that she had to fix a lot of things by herself for a while, even when the suitcase/wilderness is low maintenance to her. This is also because its easier for her when she has tasks at hand that might need a visual map and plan.

Vertin would have a puzzle board somewhere that makes up for the wilderness's mechanics, another one for her house in the suitcase, and a few little mini projects that she just made while reading and having tea. (think of the bifurcated skeleton, prophetic bird, and kern madam items)

She usually doesn't have much time to start or finish her mini projects. But she's happy to share about it and teach others the ropes at making some of them.

Yes! I love this! Vertin being a hands on type and taking on little projects. You're right she was on her own for so long she probably picked up a few skills to deal with issues in the Suitcase. Projects could be a time to bond with crew too!

Making a shelf for Sotheby's little indoor plants. Helping Jessica or Blonney with crafts for their films. Putting together a swing set in the Wilderness. So many possibilities!

Scenario: The crew is trying to build a shed in the the Wilderness to store fertilizer and tools. Vertin offers to help, but they say they got this because they know she's busy. Vertin leaves them to it. An hour later she decides to check on them and finds them completely defeated, laying in the grass.

They end up doing it together. She prefers this over paperwork anyway.

Luckily, Sonetto is good at Foundation bs so she took care of it while sitting under a shady tree nearby.

She occasionally looks up in case they needed help moving something heavy and keeps her ears open in case they call for her.

[pancake0706]

Incredibly new to tumblr but this is my latest drawing!! I take requests ^^

[eddiesxangel]

GOD, I LOVE GAY POP

[northernsuccubus]

Kinda torn about wanting to post pics.

[michelleelizabethtanner]

Strange by Celeste kinda gives season 3 brio vibes. Just a lil

Anon, was this song in the show? I SWEAR I saw something somewhere posted about this specific song and its applicability to Brio. Where did I see it? It’s so fitting. So heartbreaking. I agree, season 3 vibes. (I’m gonna go look for a Brio edit to this song. The fan edits are my favorite thing. I’ve watched so many. Almost better than the show itself.)

Isn't it strange

How people can change

From strangers to friends

Friends into lovers

And strangers again

[thatbanditqueen]

Ch. 3 pls!!!! 😭😭

Dear Anon,

Thank you for writing, your message made my day! It's coming I promise... I'm wrapping up another wip chapter and then its back to ch 3! I expect to have it out before the end of the month. If you want me to tag you, send me a message or comment on any post and I''ll add you to the taglist for ch 2 for i can copy and paste it for the next one.

xoxoxo

norah

[diari0deglierrori]

I just love sunsets so MUCH

[kiera-raelyn]

This is... beyond depressing to me.

I just don't understand what the deal is. Like. If you don't like prose-y fiction then... don't read it??? It's not for you. And that's ok. Leave it for the rest of us. Have these people ever even read a piece of fiction that just... connected with their very soul? I have to think not, because I have trouble believing you can experience that in fiction that holds your hand and leads you to all the messages, themes, etc.

As firelxdykatara says, you have to bring yourself to the experience of art - any art, not just reading. This is why it's joyful to me to re-read my favorite stories. Because I'm not the same person when I re-read them, so I find new things I missed before. And it just makes me love the work more. It changes, as I do, every time I experience it.

I have more thoughts on this, but they're ephemeral. I hope this is one of those trends we can turn around because the thought of this kind of writing becoming more and more rare in the future is just massively depressing.

This is a dangerous sentiment for me to express, as an editor who spends most of my working life telling writers to knock it off with the 45-word sentences and the adverbs and tortured metaphors, but I do think we're living through a period of weird pragmatic puritanism in mainstream literary taste.

e.g. I keep seeing people talk about 'purple prose' when they actually mean 'the writer uses vivid and/or metaphorical descriptive language'. I've seen people who present themselves as educators offer some of the best genre writing in western canon as examples of 'purple prose' because it engages strategically in prose-poetry to evoke mood and I guess that's sheer decadence when you could instead say "it was dark and scary outside". But that's not what purple prose means. Purple means the construction of the prose itself gets in the way of conveying meaning. mid-00s horse RPers know what I'm talking about. Cerulean orbs flash'd fire as they turn'd 'pon rollforth land, yonder horizonways. <= if I had to read this when I was 12, you don't get to call Ray Bradbury's prose 'purple'.

I griped on here recently about the prepossession with fictional characters in fictional narratives behaving 'rationally' and 'realistically' as if the sole purpose of a made-up story is to convince you it could have happened. No wonder the epistolary form is having a tumblr renaissance. One million billion arguments and thought experiments about The Ones Who Walk Away From Omelas that almost all evade the point of the story: that you can't wriggle out of it. The narrator is telling you how it was, is and will be, and you must confront the dissonances it evokes and digest your discomfort. 'Realistic' begins on the author's terms, that's what gives them the power to reach into your brain and fiddle about until sparks happen. You kind of have to trust the process a little bit.

This ultra-orthodox attitude to writing shares a lot of common ground with the tight, tight commodification of art in online spaces. And I mean commodification in the truest sense - the reconstruction of the thing to maximise its capacity to interface with markets. Form and function are overwhelmingly privileged over cloudy ideas like meaning, intent and possibility, because you can apply a sliding value scale to the material aspects of a work. But you can't charge extra for 'more challenging conceptual response to the milieu' in a commission drive. So that shit becomes vestigial. It isn't valued, it isn't taught, so eventually it isn't sought out. At best it's mystified as part of a given writer/artist's 'talent', but either way it grows incumbent on the individual to care enough about that kind of skill to cultivate it.

And it's risky, because unmeasurables come with the possibility of rejection or failure. Drop in too many allegorical descriptions of the rose garden and someone will decide your prose is 'purple' and unserious. A lot of online audiences seem to be terrified of being considered pretentious in their tastes. That creates a real unwillingness to step out into discursive spaces where you 🫵 are expected to develop and explore a personal relationship with each element of a work. No guard rails, no right answers. Word of god is shit to us out here. But fear of getting that kind of analysis wrong makes people hove to work that slavishly explains itself on every page. And I'm left wondering, what's the point of art that leads every single participant to the same conclusion? See Spot run. Run, Spot, run. Down the rollforth land, yonder horizonways. I just want to read more weird stuff.

[thatonegayspacerock]

oh i forgot to ask you

what’s your favorite canon taocc ship?

mine’s’s bee stuffie :33333

I will admit, I’m not well versed in all the ships yet but from the few I know:

I’m a hardcore Astrion and Radio shipper. My guys are so dysfunctional in the best way

From what I’ve heard from Mod Star about Issac and Achilles, I’m gonna sob or throw something when I get around to them

Also adore the non-official yet on-Astrions-Timeline ship of: All the mods (especially mod Jeff) x Astrion

I do have a couple personal headcanon ships too, but those won’t go exposed until I read both characters’ blogs all the way through ;3c

[telestictroublemaker]

So I was going to make some post about "Mutuals feel free to send an ask or dm me about your oc lore! :D!" but no. Not just mutuals. Everyone. Send me that shit I would love to read it. I would be delighted.

[cringaria]

omnichord

i think my heart sounds like an omnichord: notes plucked like flower petals, because how can you be sure they’re there? if you don’t tear them off with your own hands.