#it’s so soothing

[happyheidi]

𝖬𝗈𝖿𝖿𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖥𝗋𝗂𝖽𝖺 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗐 <𝟥

[jewishbarbies]

finally in bed for the night and it’s raining phat drops rn

[agardenofdaydreams]

Listening to the raindrops tapping my window is so cathartic. It’s late into the night and the whole world is sound asleep; yet, I feel less alone then ever. The world is graced with the water which cleanses, purifies, nourishes, and grows things into their blossoming fruition. And I feel like I am a part of this baptism.

[log-1n]

I listen to Minecraft music to fall asleep at night.

my mother (an avid Minecraft player) though she was hallucinating Minecraft music. For the past two weeks.

[brainrotcharacters]

When irl pisses me off, I rewatch the Honda Odyssey scene to relax

[greykolla-art]

Oh boy this has been one of those days where I just draw all day and forget to eat.😂

Enjoy my brain rot doodles while I go fix that!

[dreaming-for-an-escape]

Night swimming was fun!

[0shewrites0]

That’s so beautiful 🤍🤍

i don't know who needs to hear this, but 'perfect' writing is a trap. all writing is subjective. what we create today, we may see as flawed tomorrow. what we see as flawed today, we may see as perfect tomorrow.

writing is the act of transmuting the human experience through words. and the human experience? it's a messy, chaotic thing filled with rough edges and uneven lines and mistakes and failures. you can erase all of that. you can. but then you're left with something sterile and artificial. you've effectively squeezed the soul out of your work, and i can think of nothing less appealing.

this isn't to say don't edit your work. please do. but keep it within reason, and make sure you're moving forward and not backward. momentum is key.

don't sit on an idea for three decades waiting for that dance with inspiration, or that dynamite first line, or that eureka plot twist, or the words to flow like magic from your fingertips. because it won't happen. and if it does, it'll strike like lightning and disappear twice as fast. the only surefire way to finish a story is to start.

so write. for the love of god, just write.

along the way, things will fall in line. i promise. and if they don't? then they already have. the magic of art is that everything we create is a snapshot of who we are at the time of creation. it's like a time capsule of human experience, and there's a beauty in that authenticity-- in the mistakes we make and the wrong turns we take. don't run from them. embrace them.

let their lessons flow through you and channel them into something tangible. if it's hard, then start with one word and keep going. don't erase it. don't start over. don't let yourself believe your story isn't worth telling because if you don't tell it, then no one else will. and that'd be a damn shame.

so one word a day. one sentence a week.

whatever it takes.

it might be tough letting go of the idea of perfect. silencing your inner editor. your inner critic. it might be tough realizing that your story will never meet your standards, not completely, but it won't be half as tough as looking back and wondering where all the days, weeks, and years went; that in the pursuit of perfection, you forgot to ever write a story at all.

so leave perfect behind. readers don't want it. why would they? they can't possibly relate to perfect-- none of us can.

instead, give readers a window to your imagination, stormclouds and all. you'll be surprised by how many stick around for the rain, how many relish the sound of your thunder, and how many cherish the worlds that only you could bring to life.

[lovebloods]

i keep worrying bc i haven’t cried in awhile and i’m like “fuck! there’s something wrong with me!” and maybe there is but i’m stable? i have my bad days but i have a few more good days and im (slowly) accomplishing things i want and it feels good! im tentatively happy? or at the very least content and i feel like the future is scary but there might be good things too so it’s like. deep breath. deep breath. it’s going to be okay

[homunculid]

Nervous little dog core w my waist girdle 😖😖

[happyheidi]

𝖦𝖾𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗆𝖾 🌳

[changingmymajortojoan]

looooove to sit in the bath until i turn bright pink

[bluerosefox]

Protecting Family

Hmmm

I'm on a Danny is Dick's child kick rn so I'm making more.

But lets add in some Ghost King Danny!, Dad to a deaged Ellie and Dan! And toddler Mar'i Grayson.

Danny was conceived during Dick's amnesia year when he was Ric and the woman couldn't find him to tell him (or maybe the Owls caught wind of the pregnancy and took her) and he ended up somehow (hmmm maybe a meddling time keeper?) with the Fentons.

Danny grows as a Fenton, he knows he was adopted btw, then becomes Phantom, protects Amity, becomes the Ghost King and things seem to be going okay between Amity Parkers and the Infinite Realms since they took care of the GIW problem, AND has been a good doting teen dad to his deaged 'cousins/clones' turned kids.

Danny was going to go pick his kids up from daycare one day when CHAOS happens. Just as he wrangles Ellie onto his shoulders, cause she wants to be tall today, and about to take Dan's hand cause he's and I quote "A big boy and not a baby like Ellie, Dad!" he suddenly feels the tug of his family being in danger.

Thing is, its a blood related danger. Meaning someone blood related to him was in grave danger, and by the emotions he can feel, its someone young, way younger than him.

Problem.

The only people Danny knows with his blood in their veins and are young enough for the feeling are with him.

So who?

But due to Danny being a protector spirit AND knowing the feeling is from someone as young as his own kids, Danny decides to use his Ghost King Powers to summon said person from the danger to him.

Danny opens his free arms out just as a tiny toddler with black hair like his own but with bright green eyes, even the sclera were green, in a ruined party dress drops from the sky from the summoning circle that had opened above him.

Danny stares at the terrified child, whose hands are tied by rope and was crying, and takes notes of certain traits she had that he saw every time in the mirror or on his own kids, same eye shape and cheekbones. He can tell his ghost core has claimed her as family but not as his kid though.

No the connection that formed was almost like his connection with Jazz but a bit stronger.

This kid, was his sister. His blood related one.

-Meanwhile-

Dick Grayson, aka Nightwing, and his family were freaking the fuck out.

Dick was already panicked when his daughter Mar'i had gotten kidnapped just a few hours ago by the Joker.

Now he was feeling pure dread when his daughter, who was about to be killed, was suddenly pulled into a strange glowing circle at the last minute and disappeared into thin air.

[s0ftpining]

it's autumn, time to reread trc <3

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF movie Vanessa makes sun light up with joy!

[idontmindifuforgetme]

don't stress about that opportunity that fell through or that friend you lost or that thing you really want to happen but isn't. as long as you keep your chin up and try try try again, better things will replace your losses. i'm looking at my life rn and actually marveling at how every single thing i stressed about, whether it be an opportunity or a person, got supplanted w another thing that is so much better. it really is true that loss makes space for better things. these days i don't get sad when something doesn't work out. i get excited that i'm now open to so many other possibilities out there, so long as i actively seek them. you never lack. you just transition.