“If you promise to stay alive just a little bit longer I promise that we are going to make this world a place worth living in by any means necessary. I ain’t giving up. I swear.”
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“If you promise to stay alive just a little bit longer I promise that we are going to make this world a place worth living in by any means necessary. I ain’t giving up. I swear.”
Spotted in Clackamas, Oregon

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summer trip outfits they would wear to argue along the riviera
i think we should bring this back (with some amendments ofc) if we ever needed an "internet etiquette" for the younger generations, now is the moment to remind them. purity culture kills fandom
as well as the three laws of fandom:
Don't Like, Don't Read (DL;DR), Your Kink is not My Kink And That's OK (YKINMKATO) and Ship and Let Ship
📣 Purity culture kills fandom! 📣
NO ONE LIVING hasn't been squicked out by something. There's over 7 billion of us, my delights and disgusts aren't universal. So I move on. Don't like the ship? Move on. Don't like____? Move on.
I am not an exception. Neither are you. I don't like it I move on and shut my gob about it because everyone everywhere is squicked out by something and they need to put the thing down and just…motor.
This but also:
Frames this entire post and hangs it over the fireplace.
It is (was) Curt Smith's birthday (Happy Birthdayyyy) and so as a celebration I wrote This Fic for him.
The song is Advice For The Young At Heart and the fic is about Bruce Wayne being young at heart and having a life outside of just his kids. Featuring Bruce Wayne Can Paint because I love him.

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I love you ao3, I love you dead dove, I love you dark and fucked up ships, I love you weird and unusual kinks, I love you porn without plot, I love you unapologetic violent fiction, I love you horror, I love you splatterpunk, I love you unreliable narrators, I love you morally gray characters, I love you characters with no morals whatsoever, I love you authors that write whatever you want, I love you authors who don't stop others from writing whatever they want, I love you readers with critical thinking skills, I love you media literacy
sometimes I’m reminded that there are still people who don’t know ao3 was literally created by incest shippers — and the site’s sole purpose is to 1. be completely against censorship and 2. host all kinds of dark, taboo fics that are banned on other platforms — and the first ever fic that was posted on ao3 was a fic about an incest ship from supernatural.
you are in the house that was created by freaks. for freaks (affectionate). every disgusting thing you can think of is rightfully allowed and welcomed on ao3, because they are exactly the reasons why ao3 was created in the first place.
ao3 was created because its creators got tired of censorship, they got tired of dark and taboo fics getting banned on pro-censorship platforms, and they wanted a place that was safe for ALL FICS THAT WERE DARK AND TABOO.
ao3’s main principle is being against censorship and being proship / profic.
there are some things in fiction that make me uncomfortable, but instead of shaming people who are just minding their own business and not harming anyone in real life, I choose to curate my own internet experience by blocking/muting what I don’t want to see. ao3 has excellent tagging system, so instead of being a bitch, use their tagging system properly and you won’t see the things you don’t want to see.
it’s your job to curate what you see. it’s not other people’s jobs or responsibilities to censor themselves for your personal comfort. the world does not revolve around you.
also you cannot censor “only the things you personally hate” without expecting everything else, that isn’t of conservative beliefs, to be censored too. because censorship is a slippery slope and a fascist tool. I promise you there are people who think “why do tags for queer love even exist on ao3? they’re grooming children”.
if you allow the things that you hate to be censored — because someone with enough power gets to control what other people can and cannot create/consume, it will not stop at the things that you hate.
*illustration by sillyalexnorris
it actually kills me to watch early reunion tours of Simon and Garfunkel concerts because they so clearly still loathe each other and it annoys them that they sound good- so they're purposefully slowing down and speeding up and not singing in time with each other and yet somehow they still hit most of the parts together and it clearly annoys them more and it is hilarious but as a music person deeply aggravating and I just can't deal with it
huge fan of the depth of a good purple but another area that draws me is definitely around aquamarine/turquoise/seafoam. you can not go wrong once the green starts getting just a tinge more blue. a gal could certainly do worse than to pull over there and stay a while
something earth shattering going on here
this is why one of my favorite all-time paintings is Ship in Stormy Seas by Ivan Aivazovsky... he was really onto something there
a close up to just... light shining through those waves, makes me feel faint with exhilaration every time
THERE IS A BOAT BY IVAN AIVAZOVSKY!!
Ivan Aivazovsky could paint glowing water. One of the GOATs for sure.
heyyyyyy
psssst. psst. you. yes, you. the one staring at the same paragraph you've written now for the past half hour
I've got a teeny tip.
Here's what you're gonna do:
Reread that paragraph one more time. I know, I know, you've already been looking at it until it's gotten blurry. Just read it one more time. Picture it in your head. Feel what you want it to make you feel, have the characters act out what you want them to. You read it? Okay, good.
Now open a new document. Or flip to a blank page, whatever floats your boat.
Great. Now rewrite the entire thing.
No no- don't go back and look at the old paragraph. Stop it. You have it in your head. You know what you want to write. Rewrite it.
The Human Brain is physically incapable of writing the same exact thing twice verbatim. You will accidentally forget stuff and realize it wasn't helping the storyline at all. You will maybe randomly realize, 'hey. they should actually be doing this instead'
Rewritten it? Great. Has it revealed stuff? Does it flow better? Do you now know how to move forward?
Now put them side by side and Frankenstein that bitch.
Sometimes all you really need to do is rewrite. Not the whole thing, don't scrap the old stuff, but just try again. Fresh mind, fresh page, fresh thoughts.
hope it helped

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listen no matter how depressed I am whenever this post shows up on my dash I fucking lose it I just laugh so hard, it’s such a good post. The way it’s presented? Soap on a sink nozzle, okay clearly this is some sort of handwashing appliance. Then there’s just water going everywhere no further explanation it’s so good I’m so happy
the Milk Carton Kids have a song called 'Maybe It's Time' and its beautiful all around and I adore it but there's one line specifically where they sing
"it feels so heavy now, like you're carrying the weight of a stone"
but when I first heard the song I understood
"it feels so heavy now, like you're carrying the weight of his snore"
and for some reason that lyric misheard hits so much harder for me??? because the song is about someone hurting you many years ago, and about the ache of memories and how maybe it's time to let the feelings go and set it to rest- and they just hurt and drag on you the way memories do, the way the soft remembrance of certain quirks and things They did still lingers in your soul
listen I was as interested in Raul and Shep as like side characters who were sometimes fun when they interacted with Carol and maybe a few of the other doctors
but I don't think I'll ever be able to get- "Tell him I thought he was right behind me. Tell him I didn't leave him behind! Tell him I didn't leave him behind!" - out of my head
I believe that writers are both born and made and by that I mean that everyone at some point in their lives thinks that or notices that or wants to explore that Thing further but the difference between a Writer and Everyone Else is that the Writer will do it and write it down while anyone else lets that moment slip past
everyone has the potential to be a writer, it just comes down to whether or not you figured out that the yelling in your head quiets down a little if you put it onto paper
Someone asked if writing is lonely and i had to think about it for a really long time. technically yes. you are alone in a room with made-up people and a document and a coffee that went cold an hour ago. but also there are like six characters in there with you and they all have opinions and one of them is being difficult and you're negotiating with someone who doesn't exist about a plot point that affects no one. lonely is not the word i would use. crowded, actually. it is very crowded in here.

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The small voice in your head that says: "I don't need to write down every small detail of this plot idea, I love it so much, I'll remember this."
That's the devil speaking.