#thinkin’ aloud

[lylahammar]

It's kinda interesting that ghosts/spirits are characterized as being cold to the touch in like everything ever, since I feel like the "soul" is associated with life and life is warmth 🤔 I know that death is associated with coldness but I think it would be kinda neat if the corpse gets cold while the disembodied spirit stays warm

[xxplastic-cubexx]

ultimate relaxation for charles is using magneto’s boobs as pillows

hes living my dream and its not FAIR

[strawbubbysugar]

my 25th birthday is coming up and im oddly nervous about it

every year im like oh this year it feels like its a real adulthood year

like 20 isnt an adult, you just left teens!

21 isnt an adult, you just got to drink in the US!

22 isnt an adult, its like being 11, there are two twos!

23 isnt an adult, you just finished being 22!

24 might be an adult, but youre still so young!

and now 25 is like. Im not worried so much about being old, 25 is in no way shape or form old

im mostly worried about the fact that 26 comes after it. then 27. then 28. and one day ill be 30. and then i will be 30, and i can never go back to being 25 ever again

its the permanence of it

[shoezuki]

is it notable that in the doctor fic sampo and gepard have different speech patterns? i mean im at a point of them goin back n forth n im hyperaware of how i want them to Sound different. like gepard tends to speak more 'properly', not exactly formal but in often in complete sentences while sampo is a lot more informal and a bit all over the place.

i mean I see it but im also the one writing it

[rockheadcd]

(obligatory 7.0 spoiler warning bc it's worldbuilding idk which homies are ff14 enjoyers outside of me n fae n jack) i need to make my own food for mom's favorite machine gun gator boy

since dt said nuke the original shetona villages and we have yet to see au ra im taking matters into my own hands since going east of koshu inevitably lands someone in tural. gotta cook up a whole community of raen that opted to spread further instead of assimilate into kugane society and build homes in lands not terribly unlike their point of origin. roark himself half and half as usual in which his papa's roots are in tural and mama's roots are in yanxia, growing up with all the stories and recollections from tuliyollal. debating on landing this place northwest of the mountain ranges of urqopacha...maybe the southwestern corner of shaaloani.... dt is his expac, actually.

[adlamu]

i was doing some thinking about my writing and, while i've never had, like, one of my stories published or whatever ever, i have been writing for a very long time and it always surprises me when i hear professional writers (ones i admire, anyway) talking about how they had to learn how to write character-first rather than plot-first.

like, i'll sit there going "wait i'm doing it the right way?" because for nearly 20yrs i've always had people up my arse, in one way or another, saying it has to be plot-first and that plot has to be planned meticulously - which has always bugged me because, like, life doesn't work like that and if you're trying to write realistic people in realistic(-ish) situations, you can't just stick characters into a perfectly planned plot and expect them to adhere to it because they just won't do that. in my head, you have to revolve things around the characters so you know them inside out and backwards - to the point where you know exactly how they'd react to certain situations, how they'd be while in the heat of certain emotions, and how they'd act with regard to specific dynamics they have with other characters or it just feels like bonking a square peg into a star-shaped hole, do you know what i mean?

only certain genres (like mystery/crime, for example) really need a meticulously planned plot imo, but you'd still also need to know your characters and how they'd solve that mystery, in what way, and how they'd go about presenting their findings - a dramedy or a slice of life (with bits of spice), or whatever doesn't really need that kind of planning.

[starheirxero]

Bc. vague hand morions. Puppet and Monty mentioning they have no rights as animatronics. Sun and Moon house seller person mentioning she'd never sold a house to robots before. Sun and Eclipse both expressing negative opinions on all of humanity. Makes me wonder, yk? Makes me wonder.

[mochateadri]

thinking once I eventually do final shots of my sky cosplay (if it can hold together for one) ill just do more like a showcase video rather than a process video, just to see if it's easier on me as well as then I don't need to dig in my files for all the process clips

[skeletood]

so. im sitting on a whole fuckton of art but i never think to post it. i wanna! but it's basically only just stuff for the rp stuff im doing. sooo there's no context. butt fuck it, it looks nice so i think i'll shove it up here anyways. probably just wont put it in main fandom tags SHRUUUUUUUUG

[dustwereturn]

i’m looking at the cast & writers of the new haunted mansion movie and ……. oh

[spilledthought]

We're scared of change because we know grass isn't always greener on the other side.

[leviathiane]

hm editing the next chapter of TSSS and 50/50 on whether to bump up the upload schedule... everything is done besides the last two chapters, and i kind of need to speedrun finishing this now that its march. a lad gotta move ON already. if i can finish the second to last chapter (which has been giving me the most trouble so far) then im gonna follow through and switch from a 2 week wait to a one week wait.

[10h3l]

A few months ago, I dedicated myself to uploading 1 new art piece every week. It's been hard to balance with my college schedule, and sometimes I make something that I'm not exactly the proudest of, but I really think committing to something like this was worth it so far for the self-improvement alone.

I think it's easy to believe that social media is a meritocracy you can game through sheer artistic skill, but knowing that my one popular Twitter artist friend was stuck grinding for an audience of 6 people for 10+ years until they stumbled onto virality through luck really puts this whole thing in perspective. You're gonna have to learn to love the grind and take the small victories for yourself because success won't happen overnight.

[yikes-strikes-again]

so in my last play of new vegas i tried to go straight to vegas from goodsprings (cazador junction) as soon as i loaded in and i succeeded without too much effort. but this was me heavily using the 40mm grenade launcher... has anyone here done that without??? i wanna know how possible it is

[imma-lil-sunshy]

and listen I think I've just been a little sensitive lately bc this concept has been coming up a lot recently, like "they didn't say they were [blank] so stop saying it they're obviously straight until otherwise explicitly stated" and idk that's always pissed me off honestly bc im bi and I don't want to come out like that, I am what I am and whatever yall wanna think about me is your business, but straight people don't have to be like "I am straight so please refer to me as such:)" they can just exist and not have to worry about it. why do I have to make some big statement to everyone, yall can't pick up context clues? yall can't just be like open to the thought and just treat ppl with basic respect irregardless and just let ppl be who they are? and Ik this rant is being fueled by the cartoon elf boy who ppl are saying is straight Ik it's stupid lol but idk it's just been on my mind a lot recently. I've only said I'm bi to one friend and that was just me getting it off my chest and then I realized ok nothing changed so I'm just gonna do me and ppl can figure out the rest it's not my business what they think and then I get online and see weirdos who are always aggressively saying "YOU HAVE TO EXPLICITLY SAY IT, DONT JUST CALL PPL BISEXUAL" as if it's such a horrible thing to be perceived as. lgbtq+ are not gross things to be, stop acting like just assuming someone might be is sooooooo horrible bc its fine lol if someone thought I was lesbian or straight or whatever I probably wouldn't know for one or two be like ok I'm not but I'm not mad u thought that idk idk

[starkeyisthelastname]

how would trailerpark!rafe act of he caught reader talking to a boy her own age?

he doesn’t like it.. which leads to some dirty sex to make you remember he’s the only one you need to be talking to. 💦

You’d be doing one of your normal cookie runs around the trailer park, little white basket in hand as you skipped along as happy as can be. The boy would live a few trailers down from yours, and he was about the same age as you. Your mind was constantly on Rafe, as you didn’t know any better but to be attached to him. Meaning you were oblivious to the boy’s flirting, just wanting to show him the treats you made. You were naturally a happy person, your pretty smile always flashing and thick lashes batting.

Rafe’s beat up pickup came to a screeching halt in front of the boy’s trailer as he saw you standing there, that punk’s hand practically about to grab your ass. He had ran around the corner to get a pack of cigarettes, and he pulls up to this shit. You were his, didn’t he make that clear? “Get in the truck now.” He called out to you without any emotion on his face, cigarette hanging between his lips.

You saw Rafe, meaning an excited smile lit up your face not knowing he was mad. You waved goodbye to the boy after setting a few cookies down for him and ran over to the truck to get in. Rafe zoomed off without another second, head turning to you for a brief moment before you could even speak. “Hey listen to me real good, yeah? No more givin’ your sweets and shit away around here. Got it?” He said, voice rough.

You heard him and immediately pouted, something you didn’t do very often but couldn’t help it as you didn’t understand. “But, why?” You asked, looking at him now as he focused on pulling into his trailer. He didn’t say a word, instead getting out of the truck and making his way up the crooked steps. Like the lost puppy you were, you scrambled out of the vehicle and followed him inside. “I’m talking to you!” You whined, stomping your feet a little as you walked behind him.

Rafe didn’t like attitudes and you learned that quickly along with why you weren’t aloud to talk to that boy or any boys for that matter anymore. “You are gonna cop a fuckin’ tone with me, after lettin’ that punk try and put his dick in you.” He spat, his massive hand coming down to spank your ass cheek as he pushed himself in. That was the furthest thing from what you were even thinking about when showing off your basket of cookies, he knew that. You were just so naive though and he couldn’t let that limp dick 20 year old even come close to touching your precious self. It was his job to ruin you and make you his little cookie baking trailer park house wife.

You squeaked as he slammed into from behind, your face down into the messy kitchen table. “This sweet cunt is mine. Remember that babydoll?” He gritted out, rough hands yanking head back as he fisted your hair. He began thrusting deeper into your tight hole, picking up his pace as the old wood began to creak beneath you. “You just go dumb on the dick, don’t you sugar? Can’t even fuckin’ speak after a few seconds.” He laughed breathlessly as he watched your beautiful face change.

Your delicate hands held onto the edge of the table, scalp burning as he continued to force your head back to meet his darkened blue eyes. Your mouth fell open, just to let out a gasp as he was so big and you couldn’t do anything but take it. He always made your tummy feel funny, even if you didn’t understand why. You just wanted to be around him all the time and do whatever he said.

“From now on, you don’t fuckin’ question me. If I don’t want you prancin’ around in skank skirts, battin’ your pretty eyelashes so that boys like your little neighbor you got over there thinkin’ they got a chance with you..” He rasped out, watching your eyes roll back as felt you start to clench around him. “Then you fuckin’ listen to me. The only person you bake your goddamn cookies for from now on is me slut.” His words filthy to throw you over the edge.