#just a thing

[redeyeingirs]

My little responsibility

Sketch:

Palette by @phemiec

[owchie-wowchie]

If you think about it, Lauren Lopez, Jon Matteson, and Joey Richter play trios in all 3 hatchetfield musicals. TGWDLM had Emma, Paul, and Ted. Black Friday had Linda, Wiggly, and Wilbur. NPMD had Ruth, Richie, and Pete.

[koroa]

I found lines for this in my old files, felt like doing something with them.

He’s still one of my favorite characters in almost all continuities but the IDW one is my real fav, I guess I have a thing for revolutionists and idealists and my cat is named after him…

[warmblanketwhump]

please consider a whumpee who can never get dry

maybe they work on a ship or in a job related to the water, or maybe they just live in a climate that’s always wet and rainy. whatever the case, make sure that it’s impossible for them to ever get fully dry, or warm, or comfortable. Make sure the damp chill clings to their bones, and no amount of blankets or time in bed can chase away the deep cold in their core.

oh, and if you’re feeling especially cruel, add a stiff breeze that blows straight through them.

[humanityinahandbag]

took an edible, got high (still high), and decided to try and find roller coaster tycoon on steam and ended up in the reviews section and yippee ki-gay i hit the fucking jackpot

Like this very honest (and earnestly sweet at first) self critique:

Or what about this wonderful pro/con list of more expensive game options:

This person right here is a master of sound and acoustics, an appreciator of auditory Borgia.

There were some reviews from tech people as well who gave super helpful advice. I just thought that this dude had the best description I've ever heard for annoying little bugs on the computer. I want this person to write newspaper headlines.

And this one?

Shakespeare.

And here's even more brutal honesty from people who understand just how feral we were as kids and probably continue to be as adults. Every one of us was apparently living childhood with the gumption and drive of a pack of raccoons stuck in a dumpster. Our only goals were anarchy and OSHA violations.

And when they quote the game, it reads like an ominous short sci-fi apocalyptic horror story.

But my favorite probably would be this incredible set of reviews that Steam dropped right beside one another that absolutely describe the game in what I can only describe as a visual masterpiece.

10/10 ⭐️ Guest 203 Has Drowned :D

want to blaze this post because you get it

[kittylittersmoothie]

💜🩷💚 ドニーさんです 💜🩷💚

このすっぽんが大好きです <3

[hookliner]

love it when a smart boy admits he's stupid for me

[iusedtohavesixtoes]

Someone covered him up.

[aroyaltailor]

NEGATIVE TRAITS

Bold for always, italics for sometimes, strikethrough never.

aggressive | arrogant | authoritarian | bitter | brutal | callous | careless | cold/cold-hearted | compulsive | controlling | corrects others constantly | cowardly | critical | cruel | delusional | demanding | disillusioned | domineering | envious | emotionally stunted | greedy | grim | guarded | hard | harsh | hypocritical | impatient | impolite | intimidating | irritable | kidnapper | lazy | liar | lustful | manipulative | materialistic | mean | merciless | messianic | mistrusting | murderer | narrow-minded | obsessive | opinionated | over-bearing | over-critical | over-emotional | over-thinking | patronizing | proud | remote | repressed | rigid | rules with an iron fist | ruthless | sarcastic | self-righteous | self-indulgent | serial killer | taciturn | torturer | touchy | traitorous | unsympathetic | unpredictable | uptight | vain | vengeful

Tagged by; I stole it from Skye >:) Tagging; @doublejango @botanikos @grimowled @a-hell-of-a-time @infinitcnexus @infxnatum @truearchangel @grimowled @visage-of-hell @nearly-fxllen @strikers-saloon @theroyalaccountant @keeperofanswers

[themosthatedbeingg]

🎉

[lustandrot]

OOC NOTE; He's being gross and weird, sorry. ^^ Also, FYI, this is 1000% musical-based.

'The Court of Miracles' was his at last and quite frankly, it wasn't even that impressive of a discovery, considering just how long he had been in search of such a place to begin with. Either way, those pathetic gypsy dogs finally had nowhere left to scatter - nowhere left to hide - and it was all thanks to Quasimodo for being such an excellent problem-solver. Knowing the boy would eventually be of some kind of use to him, he had to give the hunchback at least some kind of credit by now, did he not? Perhaps once and for all, he would finally be able to extinguish the last of the gypsies, or at least enough of them so that they'd finally just die out and could no longer be of a threat to the souls of the citizens of Paris. In his educated opinion, they didn't even deserve the right to copulate or reproduce.

With the lot of them now having been captured and carried off to various prison cells until it was time for their sentencing, the Archdeacon was already completely head-first in planning the bon fire that would be taking place in the square at dawn, which in turn, had only been a few short hours away. Most of the city had grown restless and the people were angry, not to mention there wasn't a single street in sight that didn't have at least one or two entire buildings completely engulfed in flames - smoke still very much pouring and billowing out while it continued to choke and suffocate the innocent who ended up facing its wrath.

Somewhere, in the midst of the chaos that was looming, there was a part of him that couldn't even find it within himself to be worried for Quasimodo. Not with all of the fire or the smoke. Frollo of course had been swift in making sure that the boy had been properly restrained prior to the events that were doomed to unfold in just a few hours.

Though the entire city of Paris was still very much continuing to burn, the Archdeacon didn't have his mind on anything else besides her. This had all been for her. Because of her. Now he was looking at a city that was about to be nothing but a pile of ash and charred remains …. and she had been the one to force his hand. The hand that could have been so kind to her…. had she only let it.

How many times had he selflessly offered to save her? How many times had he practically begged for her to accept his help? Each and every time, she denied him -- and often times -- mocked him for it. Now, she sat alone in a cell … waiting to meet her pyre - the very pyre she'd die on. She'd die knowing that her precious ex-captain of the guard would no longer know happiness or love - for he too was scheduled and ordered to be executed directly after the witch, Esmeralda. She could have just ….said yes. She could have just … loved him the way that he felt like he loved her. Had the love in question only ever been real…

With the silken red scarf that had once belonged to the gypsy girl now draped neatly across his lap, he grabbed it with his free hand before crumpling it up within his fist and lifting it slowly to his face. Shoving his entire nose into the crimson material that he had carried around with him for so long that he had nearly lost track of when it had become an actual habit, he inhaled the scent that had been trapped within its threads and fibers. Her scent. It was a scent he knew all too well because he had made it so. Drawing in another deep inhale, his hand finally dropped as he hastily shoved the material deep into one of the pockets of his robe - the place it usually stayed hidden.

He was sick and tired of being in agony. He wasn't going to be able to survive just by simply inhaling a scarf every single day - only desperately craving for it to be her.

Regardless of the gypsy finally meeting her death, none of it filled the Archdeacon with happiness. He would have much rather seen her saved. He would much rather have her alive. It didn't matter. She had made her choice a long time ago and as much as it brought him true pain, she had left him no other choice. He could have saved her … and now, he was going to be her un-doing. Standing up now, he decided to quickly exit his chambers, feeling like dawn was only going to come faster if he didn't go see her one last time.

[bannedaid]

thinking about my gw2 fellas because i can’t play right now. thinking about all of them and shaking them around in my head and thinking about how i havent rped them in months and they’re starving and wasting away. sorry varus eros sobb agar keer plato and the sylvari i impulsively made one day. scratches head. kind of want to yap here but also in tags because i think tumblr works that way. people yap in the tags right

[rotting-green-apple]

Grace saying “I’m the girl you thought you knew” in Dirty Dudes must Die has the same vibes as Paul’s “I’m still the man your trust” in Inevitable

[humanityinahandbag]

Something a ton of fanfic authors don't realize, especially the new ones, is that timing is EVERYTHING. Getting a story out one month after a show or movie releases very nearly guarantees more attention for that writer, sometimes in the long term for their stories within the fandom.

This isn't me saying you should be writing faster or that you're doomed for low readership. Not at all.

What I am saying is that judging a story by its hits is sometimes not the way to go.

And I'm not going to call out any titles or names because I'm not that type of person, but I will say is that I just read two stories within the Stranger Things fandom.

The first had something like 3k notes in total for about 11 chapters. It was stunning. Gorgeous. Written with so much care and consideration. The plot was well thought out and the ending had me in tears. It was published on the cusp of the New Year.

And then I went and looked at a story on the opposite end of that spectrum, written just about one month after the finale of the season. This one has about 17k notes for a one shot, adding up to roughly 1.5k hits per thousand words. The plot was fine. Nothing too insane or wild. It was fairly safe as far as stories go. But my God. This story was absolutely riddled in grammar mistakes, poor characterization, and spelling errors. And yet, were you to look up stories by hits, this one would be shown as the more popular one.

And that's the thing.

Popular doesn't mean better.

Do some stories get popular and have amazing characterization and plot? Absolutely! I've got a few that I reread, and I'm not so humble that I can't say I haven't written something I've absolutely adored and was honored to see it go to go up in notes. But if something I write doesn't skyrocket with hits, it's also not the worst thing ever.

Does it suck to go unnoticed? Totally. Is it nice to get attention for your art? That's a trick question. Of course it fucking is. It's the pinnacle of all things good.

But don't stake your talent on how popular your story becomes. Learn. Grow. Continue to hone your craft. And just remember-

Popular does not equal good.

[owocontroversy]

god i wanna be in love so bad