#or a good liar for that matter

[andr0nap-wf]

Hey, so to have a second good thing to wake up to (yes, i am a freak that reads tags) have a question:

How do you think Misha and Arthur would meet? And how would Misha respond to literally puppeteering Arthur during WITW?

HOW ARE YOU SO FAST i havent even had my morning coffee when you sent this sjhdbfjshd

long answer ahead:

im guessing you mean them meeting face to face. how i imagine it happening starts with misha carrying arthur back to base after he passes out from severely overstraining himself during a fight. usually they would phase in and drag arthur to a safe spot and watch over him until he woke up.. but this is a dangerous area and that cough sounded particularly bad, so they decide to drop the act and get him to safety

up until that moment theyve been backseating his missions and talking to him the whole time.. due their chronic inability to shut up and keep a low profile. any questions about their identity are either ignored or answered with a shitty lie ("dont worry arthur im just your subconsciousness :)" "you dont sound like me" "dont worry about it :)")

after arthur wakes up, he goes to find out how tf he got here since he was running solo and no one was supposed to be in the area, people tell him he got brought back by a stranger thats currently talking to dr entrati. no one knows who they are or where they came from but seem to be important to the doctor

when the two finally meet he instantly recognizes the voice thats been talking to him in his head nonstop but cant straight up ask without sounding insane to everyone else. arthur settles on asking if they met before and misha says that maybe they have, who knows? ;)

misha sticks around in the flesh after that and they team up :) the voice in arthurs head has gone suspiciously silent for the most part but he can still feel some echo of foreign emotions bouncing around his skull

as for the puppeteering part: misha has mixed feelings about the whole warframe thing and already feels very iffy controlling umbra. they tried to keep their control over arthur to the absolute minimum before their official meeting and forgoes it completely when they work together (up until the inevitable reveal i guess)

[necromycologist]

all motivational speakers should do the motivational thing and kill themselves

[casualavocados]

Why did you do it? I don't know what you're talking about. I was drunk that night, and you told me you would always look at me— You want to get back at me, right?

KISEKI: DEAR TO ME Ep. 09

[allycat75]

Hey, remember those analogies on the SATs, Boston Dumb Fuck? I got one for you...

Republicans, who outwardly express their Christian values, while willing to vote for a vile, lying convicted felon and sexual predator, who on his first day in office vows to become a dictator, destroying democracy and seeking revenge on his enemies::: Makes them 💯 complicit in the destruction of our society, even if they say they had "no other choice"

Is to...

"Marrying" (fake, spiritually or real) an antisemetic, racist, fatshaming, arrogant, childish, vapid, vacuous, lazy, entitled clout chasing Lotlita::: ???

Do you get it? Answer is in the tag, you lying, untrustworthy hypocrite. This is your "brand" now. Have fun promoting those festering turds you have been making and hope they don't remind you too much of when you actually put in some effort, before you went full on CAA puppet, with their hand firmly up your keister (more Yiddish for the Nazi wifey to enjoy).

But as I always say, prove me wrong, you prick! Get some serious fucking help and do better. Find the last truffala tree seed and tend to your forest.

[acourtofquestions]

Kingdom of Ash Chapter 24

"What is this place?" Manon asked Glennis as she found the crone polishing the handle of a gold-bound broom beside the fire. Two others lay on a cloak nearby. Menial work for the witch in charge of this camp.

"This is an ancient camp-one of the oldest we claim." Glennis's knobbed fingers flew over the broom handle. "Each of the seven Great Hearths has a fire here, as do many others." Indeed, there were far more than seven in the camp. "It was a gathering place for us after the war, and since then, it had become a place to usher in some of our younger witches to adulthood. It is a rite we've developed over the years—to send them into the deep wilds for a few weeks to hunt and survive with only their brooms and a knife. We remain here while they do so."

Manon asked quietly, "Do you know what our initiation rite is?"

Glennis's face tightened. "I do. We all do." Which hearth had the witch she'd killed at age sixteen belonged to?

"You're not a cold person."

He arched a brow. "Is that your professional opinion?"

Manon studied him. "You can descend to those levels when you are angry, when your friends are threatened. But you are not cold, not at heart. I've seen men who are, and you are not."

"Neither are you," he said a bit quietly.

The wrong thing to say.

Manon stiffened, her chin lifting. "I am one hundred seventeen years old," she said flatly. "I have spent the majority of that time killing. Don't convince yourself that the events of the past few months have erased that."

"Keep telling yourself that." He doubted anyone had ever spoken to her that baldly-relished that he now did, and kept his throat intact.

She snarled in his face. "You're a fool if you believe the fact that I am their queen wipes away the truth that I have killed scores of Crochans."

"That fact will always remain. It's how you make it count now that matters."

Make it count. Aelin had said as much back in those initial days after he'd been freed of the collar. He tried not to wonder whether the icy bite of Wyrdstone would soon clamp around his neck once more.

"I am not a softhearted Crochan. I will never be, even if I wear their crown of stars."

He'd heard the whispers about that crown amongst the Crochans this week-about whether it would be found at last. Rhiannon Crochan's crown of stars, stolen from her dying body by Baba Yellowlegs herself. Where it had gone after Aelin had killed the Matron, Dorian had not the faintest idea. If it had stayed with that strange carnival she'd traveled with, it could be anywhere. Could have been sold for quick coin.

Manon went on, "If that is what the Crochans expect me to become before they join in this war, then I will let them venture to Eyllwe tomorrow alone."

"Is it so bad, to care?" The gods knew he'd been struggling to do so himself.

"I don't know how to," she growled.

Ridiculous. An outright lie. Perhaps it was because of the high likelihood that he'd be collared again at Morath, perhaps it was because he was a king who'd left his kingdom in an enemy's grip, but Dorian found himself saying, "You do care. You know it, too. It's what makes you so damn scared of all this."

Her golden eyes raged, but she said nothing.

"Caring doesn't make you weak," he offered.

"Then why don't you heed your own advice?"

"I care." His temper rose to meet hers. And he decided to hell with it-decided to let go of that leash he'd put on himself. Let go of that restraint. "I care about more than I should. I even care about you."

Another wrong thing to say.

Manon stood—as high as the tent would allow. "Then you're a fool." She shoved on her boots and stomped into the frigid night.

I even care about you.

Manon scowled as she turned in her sleep, wedged between Asterin and Sorrel. Only hours remained until they were to move out—to head to Eyllwe and whatever force might be waiting to ally with the Crochans. And in need of help.

Caring doesn't make you weak.

The king was a fool. Little more than a boy.

What did he know of anything?

Still the words burrowed under her skin, her bones. Is it so bad, to care?

She didn't know. Didn't want to know.

[tehcherrya]

I'm not sure how much overlap there is between the Good Omens fandom and the LOTR fandom...

However as someone in both, I can attest-- there is some mutual heartbreak that we can share-- </3

[tojiscrack]

if liar liar has 1m fans im one of them, if liar liar has 1k fans im one of them, if liar lair has 100 fans im in there if liar liar has 0 fans smn brutually murdered me

sorry i was cooking when i got the notif and couldn’t leave the stove on but i read it like an hour ago and moved around the kitchen with a smile on my face 😭🩷

no bc ik when i post an ask i’ve received or random updates about liar, liar, you’ll be one of the first to like, reblog, or comment and i’m here for it <33

but if someone brutally murdered you, i’d be the first person to be at the crime scene because nobody is harming you under my care 😤

your support means the world to me, thank you sm for just existing ❤️❤️❤️❤️

[boyybites]

What art program and tablet do you use?

ClipStudioPaint Ver 1 and for my tablet a Gaomon PD2200

[thegradus2]

Who's your favorite character? :)

CALE HENITUSE.

[isawthismeme]

[sabraeal]

as a writer how do you stop thinking about like getting kudos/comments? I've just started writing fanfic, and when I start a writing something -- it goes well and then eventually I get to point where I'm like "ahh but what the readers don't like that? or what if I don't get as many kudos or comments" and it makes it difficult to continue because then it becomes stressful -- I guess how do you deal with "wanting to write stuff for yourself" and "wanting validation" thanks!

You're going to hate this answer, because I hated it too, but TIME. When you first start writing and you get kudos and comments and people love what you're doing, it's a huge validation of your effort and talent, and it's natural that you want MORE of it. When I first started putting up fics I already had been writing for 15+ years, knew I was good at it, and still for a good few years found myself really glued to the hit counter, and the kudos, and wondering how I'd be able to get people to comment the same way they did on things like Seven Suitors.

But the thing is that commenting comes and goes in waves, and unless a fandom has a big comment culture, or is large enough that you're guaranteed a good glut of them every time you post...you're going to hit a point where you write exactly what everyone wants and get crickets. And at that point you'll get ANNOYED, because LOOK, I MADE THIS, i made it for YOU GUYS, and now y'all don't have anything to say? It'll get to you. It'll make you doubt that you know what anyone wants at all. It'll happen and it'll suck the whole time.

Lots of advice will say "write for yourself," which is an excellent sentiment. You should always write what YOU want. Put into your fic what you want to see, write the nitpicky poetic metaphors and craft the most screwball twists your heart desires. Pour yourself into the most niche AUs and most tin-hat canon theories. At the end of the day, you want the IDEAS you put down to be for you, because comments and kudos are nice, but if they don't come...you have to be proud of what you put out, even when it feels like an echo chamber.

But also...we don't POST things for ourselves. We post things to share. Fic are a conversation with canon and it is perfectly natural to want to create something that creates conversation among other fans. So you're never going to fully get the need for validation out of your head, you're not. You can hide hit counts and ignore your inbox all you like, but the want to have someone interact with your work, to inspire someone to reach out to you will ALWAYS be there. You just have to create a healthier relationship with it.

Be confident in what you write. Think less about whether people will like it, and more about how you WANT them to react. The reader is the most important character in any novel, but it's the one most authors forget to manage. When you come to a point where you go "oh man, I hope this is good for them!" stop and go, "what do I *want* them to be feeling here?" Focus on where you're putting their attention and whether you WANT it there. There's so much you can do when you visualize your relationship with the reader as PART of the work, and it takes off a lot of the pressure of "is this good? is it disappointing? will this get me validation?" and brings it back into the realm of storytelling. You are taking your reader on a journey, and when you do it well people will think less about "did I like that?" and more about "what comes next?"

[dulce-chisme]

i’m just saying the secret history would make such a good telenovela and be 1000000 times funnier in spanglish

“no es murder…… creo es una…. es…. una redistribution of matter. si. una redistribution of matter.”

“AY DIOS MIO CHARLES STOP ACTING COMO UNA PINCHE BEBÉ”

“people landed on the moon already” “*muttering* mentiroso” “que dijiste????” “DIJE MENTIROSO”

“el pinche puede hacer lo que quiera y no hacer pinche ningún bien y no enfrentar ninguna pinche consecuencias” “por favor basta” “YO HAGO LO QUE ME DE LA GANA”

[piplupod]

I've been wondering why MH workers have been treating me like I'm The Lying Liar when I talk about emotions and other people's reactions to things and I found out today (by glancing at a medical form that my counselor filled out for my intake at a program) that my psychiatrist actually did diagnose me with BPD and the psychologist who disagreed with that diagnosis and instead PROPERLY diagnosed me with ASD didn't get BPD taken off my file..... I'M SO PEEVED. and I doubt I'll be able to get BPD removed from my file because MH workers act like everyone diagnosed with a cluster B disorder is an attention-seeking liar. dragging my hands down my face. this is so stupid oh my god. any BPD symptoms that I do have are better explained by OTHER disorders I have 😭

[allycat75]

Hey, I've got a new branding idea for that insipid website of yours, Boston Dumb Fuck!

After mulling over the winter wonderland of white, mostly male, photos posted for the self-congratulatory Washington DC tour, promoting that waste-of-time and possibly democracy debilitating website, A Starting Point (which is ironic, because, while a good idea, was dead in the water almost from the start), I was thinking maybe you guys could use a name punch-up.

I don't know if you have brought this futile project back from the dead to see if you can sell it (beware of covert conservative organizations who would love to take it off your hands so they could brainwash the youth of America; your information is so pointless now, it wouldn't be hard for someone to subtly turn their heads in any direction they desired), or if you want to distract us from the fact that the man who once confronted the grand wizard of the KKK, marched in Black Lives Matter rallies and claimed he was a feminist, is now "married" to an arrogant, antisemetic, racist fatshamer that he treats like shit. You aren't Captain America anymore, not that you ever were. But unlike your absurb website, you have to pick a side.

Or it could be a combination of both hemorrhaging cash and and the need for an image scrub, not to mention an ego stroking participation trophy after a long list of failures.

May I suggest possibly adding "Wack-jobs:", "Why?" or "WTF," (an acronym within an acronym is edgy) to the beginning, the new acronym being WASP. Afterall, that is all I saw from your visit and it is totally on brand.

In case it's been a while since you were called one, I have include part of the Wiki page below. Pay particular attention to the highlighted section at the bottom.

P.S.- I tried watching that promo video you created summarizing your DC experience, where you interview some of the young folks, and I nearly passed out from chocking on my own bile. Seriously, was that really a secret Easter egg for your upcoming cult movie, because that's what it looked like. You and Mark indoctrinating new recruits. So creepy!

[hvbris]

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔?

The Betrayer

You like to do things up close and personal. As personal as you can get. You are an excellent actor, and you do adore putting on a smile knowing your worst enemy, the one you hate the most, doesn't suspect a thing when they tell you their deepest secrets. Your only motivation is revenge, and revenge you shall get. Perhaps you loved them once, long ago, but any fondness for your target you once felt has long since warped and twisted into perverse obsession, laced with malice and venom and seething hatred. Good or evil does not matter to you. All that matters is they get what they deserve.

tagged stolen from @historiavn tagging @uselessdevice (rufus or leah), @multipleoccupancy (edgar), @imjustanauthor (mulder), @dcmur3, @countlessrealities (evil rick or evil morty), @ladiesandwitches (scully), @versin-surfin, @badassxbirdy

[xamaxenta]

It’s difficult to not feel discouraged sometimes when your partner is also an artist and happens to be faster than you in every conceivable way

This doesn’t bother me often because everyone is different and comparing production time and skill against each other or anyone is detrimental mostly and its ok to have your own workflow

but it does weigh on me vaguely sometimes sometimes that she can finish 2-3 full coloured pieces within a week and ive been painfully scratching out the same number but theyre only sketches that ill never revisit within a month

None of this actually matters in the long run, it just makes me feel bad on occasion