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savrenim · 27 days

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put away my laundry and did at least a bit of cleaning/unpacking of my room over it

#I am so brave #now time to write a shit-ton

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monn-i · 4 months

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i guess what im trying to say is

i love you .

@201-klz-dead

#happy birthday <3 #if ive been not very active online recently it’s probably because ive been spending a shit ton of time working on this sorry #anywayz im gonna go take a nap now i slept super late and woke up super early to finish this #i WILL be writing a whole ass essay in ur askbox later btw #i loveb yuu <33 #hope it wasnt too sappy and gross.. i tried very hard to make it not sappy but um i eventually gave up on that haha #anywyas.. i lowv u i loev u i love u… <- i have a lot more to say on this and you will be forced to hear my insane rambles on it as soon as #i wake up from my nap :3 #happy birthday i am so so so happy that i got to knwo yu…#my art #furry art #gay furry #digital drawing #digital art

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thatlittleegyptologist · 1 year

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I'm only on chapter one....and I'm not done yet. oops

#this is going to get out of hand really fast #last time I wrote fanfic I didn't have the academia given ability to write an absolute shit ton about basically nothing #now I have that skill and also the ability to write a lot in a short amount of time so it won't end well

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dangerous-advantage · 1 year

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if you’re in the rise fandom and see this:

go read “all the ashes in my wake” by @crows-murder right now.

(yes, that is an order, and yes, pun intended.)

this post serves as a fic rec, but mainly to let me gush about how much i love this fic without filling up the author’s inbox with a small dissertation (/joking).

for the fic rec part:

leo. cursed. ella enchanted type cursed.

if you have any interest at all in absolutely phenomenal angst, clever writing with a style that’s easy to follow and smooth as butter, on-point characterization and dynamics, and basically anything you could ever ask for of a rise fic,

go. read. this. fic. right. now.

(that said, i am now going to ramble about my specific thoughts concerning the fic and it’s plot, so. possible spoilers beyond this point?)

there have been a growing number of fics in this “sub-genre” of the rise fandom involving a character (generally leo) getting cursed, and then facing off against angsty odds that make you go, “oh. oh, shit.” (/positive)

these curses also tend to involve the phases of the moon in some way, which i think is a very fun and interesting trend

i’ve enjoyed all of the fics that i’ve read which fit into this, but this particular fic may be my favorite yet

it follows a simple formula, neatly tying the a plot (the curse stuff) and the b plot (leo’s conflict with leadership and the strain it’s putting on his relationships) into a neat little bow.

while the idea of leo getting “ella enchanted” is fun on its own, it’s doubly important to the plot and the characterization, as it forces him to have to fix one problem to address the other.

in the first chapter, the author constructs the roots to this, by contrasting leo’s wily, independent nature against the inevitable conflict that will stifle his attempts to act on it.

watching him brush his brothers off, make his own choices and go off on his own, builds this wonderful sense of tension. it hooks you — what’s going to happen when that string is cut?

it plays perfectly into the underlying conflict. leo needs to find a way to overcome his fears of leading the team, or else the rift between him and his team will only continue to widen.

so what does the narrative do? it forces him into a position where he is no longer gets to choose.

this incapacitation is a powerful tool, not only because of the external force of the curse, but also that it plays off of the weaknesses of his character.

this isn’t something that he can just handwave, or take care of on his own. it’s a situation where he needs to ask for help.

but this is leo we’re talking about. of course he isn’t going to go to his brothers about this, or even tell them! but by hiding it and trying to fix it himself, he ends up caught in a deadlock of his own making.

and since it doesn’t look like he’s going to get over himself very soon, it seems more likely that he’ll end up cornered in a very sticky situation indeed (something which i am very much looking forward to seeing, if that is the plan).

it’s genius! to fix his problems with the curse, he has to address his issues with his family first.

my attempts to sound smarter than i actually am aside (/lighthearted), i am so glad this fic is addressing the conflict between raph and leo. not only that, but in a way that feels true to their characters.

unlike other iterations of the tmnt, the roles here are reversed. it’s not the stolid abs responsible leader pitted against the broody loner who wants to be leader, but isn’t the right fit.

it’s rise!raph, who cares about his little brother and wants to support him, and rise!leo who, on some level, doubts his own ability in this new role on the team — to be anything more than “the face man.”

it’s not often where you come across a fic where the a plot and the b plot are equally engaging, but this is one of those rare cases where everything just works. it’s like i’m witnessing the first steps of some great machine, meticulously crafted, a hundred disparate parts working in tandem.

in the third chapter, the angst just works. the pay-off there feels so real, because you get it. you relate to this character. when raph is there, waiting up for him, you know shit’s about to go down. you can feel it.

if the necklace (and therefore the curse) acted as both a narrative device and catalyst, leo’s swords represent the other side of that: the last bit of freedom he has left in this godawful situation.

they’re the last bit of freedom, his only hope of escape. raph taking them (or, rather, leo being compelled to surrender them) has just glorious undertones in the narrative as a whole.

if you were to consider the katanas a representation of leo’s autonomy, it makes sense why him being forced to give them up hits that much harder.

not only is it a tense situation, where leo is fighting back but ultimately unable to overcome the curse, it cements this underlying feeling of helplessness the author has been seeding since the chapter previous.

now that we’re here, with both the a plot and b plot coming into direct confrontation with what leo wants, we recognize that leo cannot continue how he is.

sure, he’ll keep on fighting it (abs i am very much looking forward to seeing how that goes), but this is the point where we know, there is no escaping.

leo is now truly stuck. without his katanas, fubdibg the necklace to break the curse on his own is basically impossible.

and he recognizes this.

leo’s characterization throughout this fic has been some of the best in the business. he’s smart, witty, independent, calculating — probably one of, if not the best true-to-character representations of rise!leo thats i’ve seen so far.

(absolutely phenomenal job there, i cannot stress this point enough.)

in fact, all of the characters in this fic are so well-written? i’m already seeing roots for character development within casey sr. (which i am so here for, oh my gods you don’t even know), and you can’t help but be invested in all of these relationships

we’re constantly being reminded of the emotional conflict, how much of a strain it’s putting on the relationships, not just between raph and leo, but between all of them.

leo sees this, understands something has to change, but feels paralyzed by what that could mean. for him, and his family.

not to beat the metaphorical dead horse, but that scene after leo surrenders his katanas abs flees back to his room? damn. i felt that on a visceral level.

being so tired, so miserable, so helpless, when a part of you knows you’re being irrational, but having your own pride and fear get in the way of that?

not to project all over these characters or whatever, but fuck. it feels like this was written to call out me, specifically (/j /lh)

and urgh! the detail work in this is incredible!

maybe i’m just a slut for somewhat contrived narratives, and definitely contrived foreshadowing, but the way it’s done in this fic comes off as so clean and organized.

it’s like... weaving threads in a tapestry. you can see where the connect, though you’re not quite sure where they’re going, until you can step back abs look at the picture as a whole.

it genuinely feels masterful in some places, like, mother of god, leave some talent for the rest of us!! (/lighthearted)

i could probably keep talking about this forever, but i do have other responsibilities i should be taking care of, and i kind of want to reread the three chapters that are out (as of writing this) again.

who knows, maybe i’ll revisit this in the future, when i have a better basis and understanding of the underlying themes here.

for now, dear author (if you are, for some reason, reading this),i hope you don’t mind my pretentious and meandering thoughts and/or assumptions. you’ll probably see me again, gushing in your comment sections. yours is just the kind of fic that deserves to be gushed about.

#i wrote this all in about an hour with minimal edits #so that’s why it’s all over the place #hopefully it is still comprehensible lmao #i’m not kidding when i say i saw this fic abs it’s summary and literally *gasped* like??? holy shit!!#i put off reading it for when i had a little bit of time but i see now that was a mistake this fic deserves to be read #also i know i don’t usually do this kind of stuff (and should probably be focusing on my own writing whoops)#but i think it would be a crime to not rec this fic bc. i mean. what else can i say?#well a lot but i am physically stopping myself from going on about it and my personal theories about where this could go #if the author does see this: hi you are so cool wtf #why have i not read your stuff before.#ah well there’s always time to make up for it now #rottmnt #rottmnt analysis #idk if i can even technically classify it as that bc it’s like... fic analysis?#what level of turtle brainrot am i on again? /joking #rottmnt fan fiction #rottmnt fics #rottmnt fic recs #rottmmt fic rec #i probably got a ton of this wrong seeing as this is only the third chapter but like. i love this shit. let me live /lh /j

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yo9urt · 5 months

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local man completely obliterated by strength of narrative and character writing in 2023 game of the year

#mine #last night after putting it off for essentially as long as i possibly could because i knew it would decimate me #i finally attacked c4z4dor and (of course) kept ast4r10n as a spawn and basically finished up his quest #FUUUUCK ME DUDE....i knew what was coming in advance but that did not make it any less impactful #i mean holy shit the writing on this guy......the fucking graveyard scene (DO NOT GET ME STARTED)...#and of course neil's performance ohhh my god he deserves every award he can possibly have #god i love asta so much i'm literally never going to be the same this game is soooo insane #the only things i have left are the house of hope and then disabling the foundry and killing gort and doing the final fight stuff #i am ... nervous lol #ive heard the raphael fight is HAAAAAAAAARD #i'll find a way...#i think in the future i may reorder my act 3 quests i think it would be interesting to tackle some (ex companion quests or raphael)#sooner in the story #shadowhearts quest was like...3rd or 4th last thing i did cause i think i did that and then ansur and then astarion #i'm actually SO excited to replay the game i think im gonna have the time of my life doing roleplay and making diff choices #plus i know i missed a TON of stuff in this run so its gonna be fun to see what else is out there #after this im planning to do my first durge run which is REALLY exciting !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#i may do another regular tav run simultaneously but not totally sure....#anyway yeah... awesome game everyone should buy it and play it its on sale right now go buy it and play it

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milimeters-morales · 8 months

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im finally getting ads completely in spanish now including the close/exit/proceed/shop now buttons that are on them ^_^ gonna start a journal soon for it as well!

#not spiderstuff #small rambling and updates feel free to skip or read that #im still really scared to speak it in front of my friends and family bc they'll just make fun of me for trying to learn and being so quiet #BUT. ill get there or ill die #i have a lot of plans so i havent actually been posting much here or reblogging much but i come on here every now and then #and i deleted the app like ages ago to discipline myself anyway. not that u guys asked BUT i just wanted to share!#but yeah. doing work constantly and trying to have fun drawing again (working btw! yay) and writing in free time and exercise with my dog +#for his health and my skin and just overall being healthier ! and less online #in preparation for a shit ton of things about to be thrown my way and idk if ill ever really BE prepared but. yknow thats life #and im going back to counseling and seeing if i can get back on meds to help with issues. i don't think ill be able to tell them everything #bc thats so dangerous rn? i don't trust anybofy like that #but i gotta. fuck this stupid baka human experience <- reference.#i cant beliebve adulthood is so close. like what the hell #i can't use my llittle guy excuse for attacking politicians anymore omg nooo

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orcelito · 30 days

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Crochet Update

I'm making the fluffiest afghan in existence.

This is what the pattern's image is lol. I'm working on the middle rn. It is so fucking fluffy.

Also I don't think I showed the finished scarf I was making 🤔

This lil guy. Yes. It was very good practice.

I've also been working on a double crochet scarf (?) with yarn thats so small it might as well be thread hfkshfkd. It has a rly nice texture & I'm enjoying the pattern that's showing on it. Nice and crisp. Very different from the undefined fluffiness of the WIP afghan lol, though they both use double stich crochet. The afghan is turning the double stitches into V stitches though, so there are holes in it. Such is the way of an afghan, I suppose 🤔

Everywhere I've seen has cautioned against using dark yarn as a beginner bc it's hard to see your stitches with it. And Yeah, it sure fuckin is, but I've been getting by through sheer stubbornness bc I Love the color black. So I am Making black things. As is my RIGHT!!!!

#speculation nation #crochet shit #i bought like a shit ton of yarn yesterday. including 8 skeins of this 'super bulky' yarn for the afghan #it uses a 10mm hook man it's wild #but the yarn is so nice. it doesnt SPLIT so i can just go fuckin wild with it.#though it's harder to keep the yarn tension consistent. everything being jumbo makes that. Hard.#meanwhile the tiny thread is very easy to keep the tension but it splits like CRAZY #so i have to be very careful with it. & often have to repeat stitches several times.#slow going...😔#but yeah me struggling through my first crochet design!!! they write these shits in fucking CODE!!!!!#thank god for crochet friends for helping me make sense of it hfkshfksbxm #i think im doing pretty well now at least hehe #continuing to very much enjoy my crochet adventures. man why didnt anyone tell me this shit was so fun #having the time of my life !!!!!!!

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mysteriouslybluepirate · 1 year

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(I would love to hear your explanations in the tags, as always, share to get a larger data pool!)

#For some background:#I'm at the point in outlining a fic #and now I need to draw a map of where they go and do the math for how long the trip would take. This lets me plan out weather/storms/ports/#but it does to me. I love learning about this stuff and dumping it on my readers. So I take the extra time to do it. If I don't the plot ho #with some caveats since I grew up reading this stuff.#But when I read other OFMD work in the fandom?#I love Stede reading trashy romance novels #Edward quoting emo 90s shit #and modern slang. I love jumping from historical figure to historical figure. Without worrying that they were long dead/children/yet to be #and I love that this fandom has latched onto it!#I read time travel #modern AUs #and ideas outside of the genera/show's own world.#I do not think my way of writing is better. It takes longer #and eventually #you need to bend the rules a bit so everyone doesn't die. I have turned down writing a ton of fun ideas just because I 'couldn't make it wo #I wanted to see where many in the fandom draw a line!#As always #share around to get some variety #and escape my own OFMD corner!#ofmd #izzy hands #stede bonnet #edward teach #jim jimenez #steddyhands #stizzy #calicohands #calico jack rackham #blackhands

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amywritesthings · 7 months

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i feel quite a mood drop this evening and feel very lonely so i'm trying to kick that sadness in the ass so i can just write and not focus on Being Sad

#trauma dump time #i dropped a ton of my irl friends in the last year to protect my own peace #but there are ~midnights like this where i'm like #well shit now no one's left lmfaooo #I JUST GOTTA SMACK MYSELF INTO THE ZONE #WRITING WILL SOLVE THE PROBLEM

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florelia12 · 1 year

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The Eras Tour has taken over my life and soul, therefore:

#i know #i have not finished a single wip or updated #but here me out okay #i have been writing this for a long time actually #i think even before midnights came out #and i have like shit ton of what if scenarios #but poison & wine is in the works #i have hit a very very hard steel wall with Untamable so i am honestly not sure how that’s gonna go #also hunger games is calling to me and i cannot afford to go back to that hyperfixation #theres too much going on #too many fandoms #anyways #this one is for the swifties #ALSO #AN ESSAY ABOUT WHY SPEAK NOW IS A FLORA ALBUM IS IN THE WORKS #speak now is my favourite album in case anyone can’t tell

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bibleofficial · 1 year

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ok got a notebook so now i can scrapbook … it’s over for y’all

#stream #finally getting organized now that i’m #i have a free time #for like a week #no literally like a week it’s now then a few days at the end of this week then like a day or 2 this coming #then it’s Family Time 😍😍 & im go in g to kill myself ALSKALSKALSKALKSLAA #like if y’all piss me off …#ANYWAY #shoutout to moleskin bc i love them they’re soo cute & they r bendy & they have the little clasp thing #‘claps thing’ the fucking elsastic hand to keep it closed that can easily be made w any notebook #i’ve had this pocket moleskin since literally 2019 & im like 2/3 through it so i got a new 1 for when that’s done + these little carnet like #ones that u can tear the paper out of to keep in my bags so i’m not CAREYING MY DIARY AROUND ALL THE TIME - & i can write notes physically &#also the i want to say it’s a ‘large’ notebook but it’s just a normal 1 & it’s nice i mean it’s not the full legal piece of paper size so it #may be a medium idk but that’s going to be my scrapbook bc i’ve tons of stickers n shit from old trips & like tickets stubs & it’s just #in a box #like girl we can put this in a book & HAVE A BOX

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sea-and-storm · 2 years

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FFXIV Write Prompt #1: Cross

A hissing sigh of frustration left Ghoa’s lips as she angrily crossed out yet another failed formulation.

Leaning forward in her chair, the Mankhad returned her quill to its inkpot and returned her head to her hands. It had been bells now since Estrid’s handmaiden Luri had left her to her thinking and hypothesizing. The Raen’s suggestion of using some manner of alchemical concoction to induce a fit in the lady significant enough to draw her gods-be-damned brother out of his laboratory had sparked in her mind no shortage of ideas. Yet for all her nonstop laboring in the hours since, Ghoa had yet to find a formulation that seemed theoretically sound.

With these perilously high stakes, Ghoa would not be satisfied until she was certain her potion would work to perfection. After all, it could very well be the only opportunity she would have if things went poorly.

“Seven hells,” she groaned as she squeezed her eyes shut and clenched at her hair. “Think. Think..”

She hadn’t any spare materials or tools available with which to tinker and experiment as was her usual means of arriving at successful alchemical invention. Any textbooks and treatises she might have to lead her in the right direction were locked away in their inn room. There was much she did not know about the Lady Estrid - her weight, her height, her constitution, or just how volatile her condition was. Worst of all, each passing tick of the clock made her exponentially more aware of the excruciating crush of time weighing down upon her shoulders.

As she released her grasp, the Xaela instead slumped back into her chair and directed her gaze up towards the ceiling as if searching it for her hidden answer. While it yielded nothing of good use, a dark thought instead crossed her mind in its place.

What if she took the need of Lady Estrid’s safety out of the equation? Poisoning certainly widened the acceptable margins for error. If she didn’t have to worry about moderating the potion’s effects nor having a remedy at hand, those were important factors that Ghoa could easily be liberated from in her calculations. Whatever happened, happened.. just so long as it gave her enough time to convince the Doctor that surrendering Nabi and allowing them to leave unmolested would win him an antidote that she needn’t even craft with aught but hollow, silvered words.

Long, tense moments passed by as she silently argued with her better self about doing whatever she had to do in order to free Nabi from her detainment. Her stomach twisted itself into knots she tried to convince herself that she could do just what the shadowy whisper in the back of her mind suggested.

But suddenly her mind was pulled back to just days before they had come to this awful place when she stood in the plaza affronting the Alchemists Guild in Ul’dah, wracked by the uncomfortable reminder of all the missteps she had taken upon the wayward path that had led her there. She had subdued those thoughts with the reassurance that while she could not change her past ill wanderings, that she would henceforth stray no further. There were too many people whom she cared about that she dared not disappoint by falling into old habits, taking the easy way out. Most importantly, she dared not disappoint herself.

Ghoa didn’t want to hurt Estrid any more than was absolutely necessary to enact their plan. She had been earnest when she had said that she wanted to help free the woman from her affliction. What she suffered was imprisonment of its own right, though her prison possessed no iron bars or chains. Being locked away in one’s own tortured mind with no hope of escape.. The Mankhad could think of little else worse than that, and such was a fate none deserved to suffer.

No, there had to be an answer that did not simply use the already suffering woman as fodder for her own needs. She just had to think harder.

Even with her renewed determination, the alchemist’s mind still struggled to find the right solution with just the right balance. Once again, frustration began to mount within her mind and tension coiled around her body like a snake. Involuntarily, the Storm within seemed to stir in kind as often it did when her mind was in a state of tumult. She could feel the telltale tingle of electricity brimming underneath skin and scale. She could smell the faintest hint of ozone in the air around her as the Storm threatened to swell and break over her.

Wait, she thought as her eyes widened. Could it truly be that simple?

When first she and Nabi had performed, Ghoa’s aether had crescendoed into a thunderous flourish meant to impress, but had instead sent the Lady Estrid into a frenzy. The answer was right there in front of her all along. She needn’t worry about finding just the right strength of potion nor concocting any manner of remedy.. but nor did she have to resort to endangering Estrid’s life with poison.

She only needed be afforded an encore of sorts.

Amongst the papers and tomes that she had borrowed from the Alchemists Guild in regards to the research of aetheric corruption, no few had talked of their methods in which to simulate such factors when subjects for experimentation were - understandably - not in ready supply.

Particularly, she recalled one such paper that detailed how its author had tried to induce a state similar to full-blown corruption within a test subject with a formulation that had temporarily pulled their aetheric alignment sharply out of balance towards one element or another. Of course, the effect hadn’t been as profoundly volatile as that which was found in true corruption.. But regardless, the study had been cut short prematurely for safety concerns when the subject struggled to maintain control of their roiling aether to a nonetheless dangerous degree.

In true scholarly fashion, the author had detailed the steps they had taken in formulating the tincture.. presumably so that none would repeat their mistakes, or at least would find means to improve upon them before making another attempt. But for her purposes, the recipe as written would more than suffice.

Leaning back over the desk, Ghoa plucked up the quill and began to scribble out her calculations. Instead of having to make estimations of Estrid’s height, weight, and other such factors, she scribbled in those far more familiar - her own.

As it was, the Storm was hard enough to control when she was fully in her right mind. To purposefully induce a surge of such magnitude could very well wrest the wild levin out of Ghoa’s hands entirely. But if she struggled to control her aether, it stood to reason that Estrid would succumb to another fit of her own until there was enough distance between them for her to no longer feel the Storm’s bite as it had the first time when they had left the manse after her failed dance.

It was impossible to extinguish a flame whilst someone continued to pour ceruleum over it, after all.

But even if Ghoa were to successfully coerce the Doctor into surrendering Nabi and allowing them to leave in peace, there was still the matter of how to right the state she sought to put herself into to achieve it. And unfortunately, that answer was somewhat less clear to her.

In the study, the author had mentioned that their subject had received aetheric treatments in order to bring them back to a state of elemental balance. Of course, given that the treatments hadn’t been alchemical in nature, the author hadn’t seen fit to detail them any further than in simple anecdote.

Yet if it was matter of simple aetherology and elemental conquests and submissions, Ghoa’s working theory was that a surge of electrified aether would gradually reach equilibrium in the presence of grounding earth aether. And as it just so happened, the very woman she sought to free had the most inexplicably profound connection with the earth that she had ever seen.

Gods, it was such a risk.. But far more than her desperate, half-cocked plan to fake a kidnapping, this idea seemed to hold much more weight as she ran through it over and over again in her mind. And if worse came to worst and things went awry? She’d certainly be in a fit state to make a stand to try and fight their way out.. and it would’ve given her no small amount of pleasure to wipe the sour look off of face of the guard outside her door in particular.

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yumeyleo · 1 year

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why did my mother think having more than one cat was a good idea oh my FUCKING god

#you see i didnt even want cats in the first place #and now we got SIX VILE CREATURES IN THIS HOUSEHOLD #i love cats but we live in a SMALL ASS HOUSE #and she already lives paycheck to paycheck so i dont know why she decided that adding six more living beings that require care energy time #--and money in here was a good idea #and honestly. im starting to dislike cats #anyways one of the more calm and less troublesome cats dropped a shit ton of stuff and i am now very very very angry #anyways GAY SEX GAY SEX GAY SEX GAY SEX #sorry i just like writing a bunch of shit whenever im angry

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the-yearning-astronaut · 1 year

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Hmmm I'm starting to see some US political posts that, while I agree with their general point, read a lot like the anti Hilary Clinton posts of 2015 and 2016.

Taking a valid criticism and making it read like a cancel culture post.

Is it a coincidence that these are already showing up in the year leading up to a major and highly critical election year? I think not.

#us politics #politics #i do not want to see this shit again i do not want to go through this again i do not want another conservative asshat in office #who will fuck everything up a gazillion times more than any dem could #including biden #and yet i can see the writing on the wall and i can see shit repeating itself and people not voting because #'both parties are just as bad'#and #'why vote when my vote doesn't matter' and 'well the dems did x y and z bad thing so screw them im not voting'#you think shit's fucked up now? I guarantee it can get a FUCK TON worse if we don't get our shit together this year and next

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sol-flo · 1 year

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only now finding out about neumorphism and. how can people miss the point of skeumorphism so bad

#not even gonna go on whether it looks good or not (it depends. some designs look like shit some are cool etc)#but the point / fun of skeumorphism is that things are represented by physical objects #neumorphism realizes we're starved for buttons after 10+ years of progressively touchscreen-ization of interfaces but can't let go of #minimalism and sleekness (as defined by the 2020s)#idk early mac os was super minimalist in style so maybe that argument doesn't make a lot of sense #but it feels like the point is to look elegant and Premium? hm 🤔#whatever. dont wanna write A Whole Thing #btw sorry for who i might become now ill be working as an ux designer #ive a feeling ill have a ton of web thoughts in a short period of time #(would prolly happen with any job tbqh)

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not-rome · 1 year

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There is literally nothing to do right now at work, which may sound great to people but being bored is so awful when you have another four hours left

#could i work on homework bc i have a shit ton of writing to do?#yes #do i want to write anything right now after editing my short story for the 10th time?#no!

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