reblog for good things to happen to you

the universe will listen

snoopy of the day

you can pry happy endings from my cold-dead hands. It can be the most heart stopping, gut wrenching fic that has every existed and I will read every drop of it if I get my happy ending. I have had enough painful endings in real life, give me happy in my fantasy world. It can be at the last second, it can be a single sentence, even a single word. Give me all the angst and hurt in the world for 500,000 words, but please give me the comfort I need in the ending. please and thank you.

Me, at my character whom I created, whose dialogues I write, whose actions I decide, whose development and personality are completely under my control: Why are you such a bitch

FIVE TIPS FOR WRITING BETTER ROLEPLAY REPLIES struggling to get interactions? try incorporating these tips into your replies!

use the five senses. sight, smell, touch, hearing, taste. where are your muses currently standing? what does the air smell like? are there birds chirping or people walking by? is there a battle in the distance? does the wooden floor beneath them creak when they walk? is the other muse wearing cologne or perfume? describe the world around them in vivid detail and paint a picture of their environment. this will help your writing partner envision the space.

don't keep everything internal. your muse's internal commentary is important, of course, but when an entire reply is only their inner thoughts, it doesn't give your writing partner anything to go on (unless their character can read minds). make sure you add action, story progression, or character movement in a reply, or provide enough dialogue for the other muse to respond to.

end your reply with a question. at the very end of your reply, have your muse ask the other character a question, or pepper a few questions throughout the reply. this gives the other writer a perfect jumping off point for their response.

incorporate npcs and other things happening nearby. maybe your muses are in a library, and the librarian won't stop shushing them. maybe your muse gets a call from their best friend in the middle of the conversation with horrible news. maybe your muses are in a hotel room, and they hear a noisy party in the room next door. your muses aren't the only two people in the universe - expand upon it with details and breathe further life into this world. it makes things so much more fun.

don't forget the other muse. i think we all struggle with this one the most. we get so caught up describing our own muse and their own thoughts and actions that we forget they're interacting with someone else. try describing the other character's stance or facial expression, the way they cross their arms. maybe their makeup is really beautiful. maybe their hair is nice. maybe they smell really bad. maybe the last time your muses interacted, they had a big fight. don't take up your entire reply talking about your muse only; talk about the other character. give the other writer something to smile about and comment on - "i loved what your muse noticed about mine! i loved their observations! they were so right!" make the other writer feel seen. this is a great way to show them you're reading their replies, loving their writing, and noticing little details about their muse.

the underwhelming dense pang of sadness mixed with the loss of personal identity and opportunity that goes hand-in-hand when you're forced to live with your parents as someone well into their adult years lol

Avengers, Inc. (2023) #5

my favorite underrated family

We're almost at the end of three straight months of genocide, 30k deaths, nearly two million displaced and starving. If you're still calling the situation "nuanced" and "complicated" I'm going to beat you with a shovel.

It's okay if it takes a little longer than you thought.

I will never get over how weird it feels to have tragic and emotional chapters of your life where you just also still go to work, and the grocery store, and see funny videos online all while feeling such paralyzing fear and heartache

life just goes on no matter what

there are some autistic “traits” that people find really annoying but that are inherently kind

every morning i wake up and make the worst possible time management decisions anyone has ever made

I want to write. I have ideas. I open document. I type four of the worst sentences ever created in the english language. I daydream the rest of the scene. I close document.

"why does writing take so long" because 60% of it is coming up with a sentence, realizing that sentence doesn't work the way you want it to, and staring at a wall

All I need is for someone to gently cup my face and tell me I'm not as doomed as I feel.

what if you just keep getting worse?

well, you learn to stop hoping for certain kinds of things, but you also learn to look forward to others. you learn to be flexible about the future but you also learn to find joy in the simplest of moments. you discover how much love and support you can receive from total strangers, and how good some parts of the world are, and there will be parts that are bad and people who will fall through, but you learn how to pick yourself up and keep crawling anyway. You find ways to encourage yourself to do things that others would consider no effort at all, and you take pride in the tiniest of accomplishments

I am starting to cook for myself again after years of avoiding it because I found some advice that actually works for neurodivergent disabled people. I got married last month. I have four cats and a dog and a balcony full of plants I keep forgetting to water, and I am sicker than I have ever been—but I’m so much happier too.

You spend your whole life thinking “if this thing fails on me the world will end” and then one day the thing fails and you wake up the next morning anyway. You keep waking up every morning anyway, no matter how many things fail, and you learn how to ask for kinds of help you didn’t even know a person could offer, and some days you realize you’re not just putting one inevitable foot in front of the other but you’re living your life.

You’re alive. People may tease you for being proud of having made it to thirty but it’s the biggest accomplishment of your life. You could have died or given up or allowed the misery to take you a hundred times, but you kept putting that foot in front of the other one. You kept waking up.

So yes, you are worse. You’re never going to get better. But at the same time, you are better than you have ever been in your life.

“if you can’t brush your teeth that’s fine uwu one step at a time” posts are supportive and that’s great but I’m about to have a 4.4k$ dental bill because I wasn’t taking care of my teeth when I was super depressed so uhh brush your fuckin teeth