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winterandwords · 7 months
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I could fix him. I could make him worse. Good for you. I could gently take the weapon out of his shaking, blood-soaked hand and hold him until he finally believes that he doesn't have to be defined by all the ways the world has hurt him. Then we could ruin the lives of everyone who has ever treated him like he's a monster who doesn't deserve love.
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chronic-cryptid · 2 years
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My Random Recurrent Thoughts
Sometimes I just think to myself wouldn’t it be cool to hang out with “The Rowdy 3″ and other times I think wouldn’t it be cool hang out with Wilfred? 
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xwendigox · 2 years
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Don’t mind me. Just gonna put this here 👀
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If you get it, you get it. 🤷
The meme image is of my creation. Please do not steal. The individual images are not mine. Feel free to reblog, etc.
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kom010010 · 6 days
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my single contribution to the fandom.
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inkskinned · 9 months
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you're in the habit of denying yourself things.
if someone asked you directly, you would say that you love a little treat. you like iced coffee and getting the cookie. you drink juice out of a fancy cup sometimes, and often do use your candles until they gutter out helplessly.
but you hesitate about buying the 20 dollar hand mixer because, like. you could just use your arms. you weren't raised rich. you don't get to just spend the 20 dollars (remember when that could cover lunch?), at least - you don't spend that without agonizing over it first, trying to figure out the cost-benefits like you are defending yourself in front of a jury. yes, this rice cooker could seriously help you. but you do know how to make stovetop rice and it really isn't that hard. how many pies or brownies would you actually make, in order to make that hand mixer worthwhile?
what's wild is that if the money was for a friend, it would already be spent. you'd fork over 40 without blinking an eye, just to make them happy. the difference is that it's for you, so you need to justify it.
and it sneaks in. you ration yourself without meaning to - you don't finish the pint of ice cream, even though you want to. the next time you go to the store, you say ah, i really shouldn't, and then you walk away. you save little bits of your precious things - just in case. sometimes you even go so far as putting that one thing in your shopping cart. and then just leaving it there, because maybe-one-day, but not right now, there's other stuff going on.
you do self-care, of course. but you don't do it more than like, 3 days in a row. after that it just feels a little bit over-the-edge. like. you can't live in decadence, the economy is so bad right now, kid.
so you don't buy the rice cooker. you can-and-will spend the time over the stove. you can withstand the little sorrows. denial and discipline are practically synonyms. and you're not spoiled.
it's just - it's not always a rice cooker. sometimes it is a person or a job or a hug. sometimes it is asking for help. sometimes it is the summer and your college degree. sometimes it is looking down at scabbed knees and feeling a strange kind of falling, like you can't even recognize the girl you used to be. sometimes it is your handprint looking unsteady.
sometimes it is tuesday, and you didn't get fired, and you want to celebrate. but what is it you like, even? you search around your little heart and come up empty. you're so used to denying that all your desires draw a blank.
oh fuck. see, this is the perfect opportunity. if you had a mixer, you'd make a cake.
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glitchedcosmos · 4 months
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Yeah he’s fine.
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a couple scribbles i cleaned up. also i think i like drawing him in varying states of distress
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In which Zim disappears for a decade.
This looks like such garbage, but this has been sitting in my head for a month and I needed it OUT OF ME!!!!
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dyke-in-crisis · 2 months
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I have noticed a pattern & I’m guilty of all of these
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soranker · 2 months
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tomorrow :)
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winterandwords · 2 years
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I'm not sure I can express this sentiment strongly enough, but I'm going to try via the medium of large bolded text.
Write what the fuck you want.
Write what makes you happy. Write what makes your soul sing. Write what fucks you up and makes you cry. Write what comforts you. Write what distracts you. Write what you want to read. Write what you want to watch.
Write what you want to dream about tonight.
Write what you can't get enough of. Write what you're completely obsessed with. Write what wakes you up at 4am and drags you out of bed because you can't stop thinking about what your characters are going to do next.
Write what turns you on, if that's your vibe. Write characters you're in love with and characters who inspire you and characters you want to be friends with and characters you fucking hate but oh my god they're so much fun.
Write about things you would sell your soul to do in real life and things you would never do in real life. Write about things that are happening right now and things that happened a thousand years ago and things that might happen in the future and things you wish could happen.
Write to get a publishing deal or to sell your books yourself or not to sell your books at all. Write for your friends or for strangers or for the people who reblog your posts on Tumblr and send you songs that remind them of your characters.
Write for yourself.
Fuck any system that tells you there's only one right way to create or one valid way to share your writing. Your story, the way you tell it, has so much value. Make people smile or piss people off or do both of those things because art is divisive and fascinating and beautiful.
Start writing. Keep writing. And write what the fuck you want.
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hotdogmchiggin · 10 months
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I guess DARE wasn’t a thing in Goron City
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frownyalfred · 10 days
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okay but the visual of a large group of batfamily members hanging out casually one minute, only for all of them to suddenly go still, tap their earpieces, and look to the nearest exit in unison?
one moment they���re joking, and the next they’re all staring at the door with that same, eerie look of focus on their faces — something steely, grim, and Gotham.
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violent138 · 1 month
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Dick: "Why the hell are you being so nice to Tim all of a sudden?"
Jason: "First it's don't kill him, he's your brother Jay, which bullshit--"
Dick: "Don't fucking deflect--"
Jason: "--then it's don't be nice to him, so what do you want?"
Dick: "I want you to stop trying to recruit teenagers to carry out your version of justice."
Jason: "I'm guessing you're rejecting my offer."
Dick, smiling uncontrollably.
Jason: "What? No, what's so funny?"
Dick: "You know who you sound like, right? Bru--"
*gunshots*
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excavatinglizard · 6 months
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It’s Friday (time to blast Franz Ferdinand (THE BAND I SWEAR) because I’m so so tired but can’t stop now because I have five midterms next week and haven’t studied nearly enough)
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glitchedcosmos · 6 months
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She have anxiety
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