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i have to write down about last night but i’d much rather do it on the computer…but anyways. i wondered if that would be a temporary change in behavior but…i woke up and i was spooning him while he watched a youtube video, and i rolled over and he told me to come back and said thaaank you when i did…hm…

checking the same ao3 tag for my otp over n over again as if I can manifest shit into existence

Procrastinating writing so hard I’m actually working on new masterlists

I could re pierce my eyebrow rn 🤔I’m just too lazy and tired to move to do that………..luckily.

kingston boys providing a great song for your toxic ships this Tuesday

my grandpa died today at 9:20 pm

I am unsurprisingly feelingless about this

For some reason, the feature-film-length episodes from Stranger Things Season 4 has left me completely and utterly disinterested in Season 5. Like, I know it’s coming, but I just can’t bring myself to care anymore. Too much has been answered. The spooky mystery has just become a tedious slog.

one day I’ll be able to clear the insense voice of hatsune miku on expert

for panchax, every single admiral is not a hear me out - but a hold me back

I hope the Ao3 writers are just busy and not having the curse worked on them 😔🙏🏻

I miss them update emails 🥺💔💔💔

immortality

I like the thought that everyone is immortal, maybe not our bodies, maybe not our voices, maybe just in the wind.

I like to think that those who were hurt are the storms that destroy so much, it isn’t good and it isn’t what people want, but it gives that pain a voice once more, even just for a few days, maybe only a few hours or even minutes.

I like the thought that those who were happy make the light breeze that rolls meadows in the early spring mornings, the small winds that carry the seeds of grown plants across tall grasses to grow new life where it wasn’t before.

I like to think that when we’re gone, we just take a new form, maybe not the winds, maybe the waves on the beaches, maybe the light snows or strong blizzards along canyons, maybe a lost family member or friend carries the vibrations in the laugh of something so sweet, maybe they are the sugar in a batch of cookies, or perhaps they’re the spice in their family’s cultural recipe, maybe that dog taken in years ago still watches over that new puppy walking the paths in the yard they made years ago, maybe the doe with eyes to wide is being protected by buck they only met once when they were small.

Maybe they’re still watching you, hoping you make it to tomorrow, even if they had to leave you so long ago, maybe they watch the dreams that dance and the nightmares that howl.

It’s just a maybe, but maybe it’s enough until they get to hold you in their arms once more.

Well anons are going off for a little while.

Real nice community you all got going on over there 🙄

i’ll answer asks when i can answer them but like yeah we’re almost definitely seeing a federal indictment any day now

so i mentioned briefly to the girl im dating that i read fanfiction (😭😭smut😭😭) and she told me she wants to see what i read too but that would make me too self conscious, i mean yeah we fucked and yeah i sat on your face but seeing my tumblr likes??? too intimate

concepts for possible comic or animation

a bunch of dinosaurs

Who knows when I will find true love again🙄

Late Night Life Advice: Make sure to always have an easy-to-reach ladder in your apartment in case your smoke alarm goes off for absolutely no reason. A desk or chest of drawers that can be pushed under the smoke detector and climbed on top of works too.

When do we both come together and find love in each other?

fic development processes on my end are hard to explain but still quite amusing to me, myself, and I.

like there’s this fic I’m mulling over in the very early stages where I have a vibe, I have general ideas for what the characters will be doing, and so forth. I explained the process to my girlfriend as me just rewatching trailers and getting the idea, but that’s not really what happened. instead, it was a matter of

• playing dandadan anime pvs on loop in the background while I was daydreaming bc I like the weird music in the first two
• thinking about no one will save you but specifically the kill with the bell stake
• idly reminding myself I need to read a thesis paper comparing shamanism with alien abductions
• being reminded of an article I half-read months ago about alien abductee support groups
• vaguely recalling a really strange head scar in a comic but not being able to remember the comic, the character, or the circumstances of the scar
• happening to be someone who read animorphs as a child

which all resulted in [fic stuff under the cut, stored in there due to nsfw joke lmao]