#inner musings

[indigolover97]

Writing advice is all good and well, until you feeling you haven’t written anything right because you didn’t follow the “rules” other people have set.

[journey-to-balance]

People seem to think embracing life means to do the wild and unexpected, like jumping off cliffs and going out of your way to start conversations with strangers.

Or maybe it's much simpler than that ... Sometimes, it’s just slowly learning to love yourself.

[oc-clown-house-with-no-clowns]

I should pretty this place up later... it's been a while. This one was made many years ago. I'll have to edit the site version, too.

[amaglamate-decay]

Lord my search history is a mess.

[numberoneoneseven]

something something i detest the space in between Now and Then. i've spent my whole life wondering what Now Me and Then Me would be like together. how Then Me would think of Now Me, but i always fail to remember the in between. there's never going to be a day where i suddenly drop-of-the-hat change, it's going to be progressive and i'll hardly realize i've changed for a long time, so i'll never get that disconnect with Now Me that i want

[canisalbus]

Ok ok hear me out: it could end in tragedy,, AND have a happy ending. The attempt(s) on Machete’s life force him to flee, he doesn’t even have the chance to find Vasco. Cue gay longing for at least a few years while Machete despairs over the loss of his love, his life, his status. He and Vasco only reunite (again) in their later years. Their relationship is forever flavored with loss and loneliness, but that only means they savor every moment that much more

I also I would like to see them as old men. Vasco would be so droopy :)

You gave me such old dog brainworms.

[walkingstackofbooks]

I wanna talk about If Wishes Were Horses and Julian's deal with fake Jadzia because I was watching it, and like... half of the "fantasies" that came to life were just as much nightmares as anything. And the whole episode hinged on the existential threat being absolutely created out of their own fears.

So while, yes, I do think Jadzia's initial appearance was due to Julian's genuine fantasies, I kind of feel like all her subsequent actions once he realises what's going on are caused by his dread of how she might behave and embarrass him in front of the others?

And then of course there's the scene where she's very badly injured, which has got to be caused by Julian's fear, right? I mean, I can imagine him having a secret fantasy where she gets hurt and he manages to save her, but from his reaction it's clear he's really scared he's going to lose her.

(Also before that, fake Dax called him out on being worried, which he admitted to, and then asked him "Hold me, please", which I'm definitely taking as Julian's desire to be held in what is potentially their last few minutes manifesting.)

[theartingace]

A new muse pup has joined the pack and Strange is very fond

[indigolover97]

The true struggle of an artist: how can I turn this pain into something beautiful and undo the damage it caused?

[theweightofdivinity]

The same reason why I stay is the same reason why I go. Because the light keeps telling me. The light keeps telling me. And I’m learning the truth that roots you is also the truth that recruits you.

[cornerstoreclown]

Helooo agaain :P this is not really a request (but feel free to write anything you want ) is more of a "how do you see this" i wanted to ask if you see Art capable of being vulnerable with the reader. Or even showing the itty bittiest amount of affection. I love to explore his character and not only read about the shallow exterior, but to explore a bit more than meets the eye yk? I feel like you capture that essence of him really well thats why i like your writing so much (sorry if i went off topic lol) bye bye 🫶🏻

Always glad to see you! And you truly have a way of flattering me. (It’s working 🙈❤️)

I do see Art as being capable of being vulnerable with the dear reader. I think that it really depends on their personality overall, but vulnerability with Art … It’s reminded me of a quote about Harley Quinn and Joker I read somewhere years ago in my teenage years.

Everyone’s seen the Joker laugh, only Harley has seen him cry. Now, I’m not saying Art has the capacity to cry, because I don’t think he has any functional tear ducts—crying here could be more figurative. Sadness does not always have to involve tears.

Everyone’s only ever seen Art smile and silently laugh. You have the privilege of seeing him when he’s not smiles. The reader has seen his other array of emotions that harken back to his humanity. Whenever he had it. Now how much of said humanity there was is up for debate.

And especially given the most recent movie? DHT believes that Art is now more dangerous than ever and I’m inclined to agree with him. Art is scared now. He’s now physically vulnerable. Our reader would get to see him scared. To the rest of the world he’s a cornered animal and willing to pull out all the stops to survive. And he will. But you’ve seen the fear in his eyes, that primal drive that lingers in every living creature that kickstarts us and fills us with the will and desire to live.

Affection with Art involves being able to share a space with him and not get your skull cracked in. I do see him as more on a grey ace spectrum as he’s primarily motivated by murder and mutilation, but you get intimacy every once in a blue moon. It’s not important to him compared to the joy and euphoria he gets in harming and eviscerating and killing others, but he’ll humor you—so as long as you’re okay with a little pain. Intimacy with him involves a bit of give and take. You can get some moments of tenderness and romance in exchange for your blood and pain and occasional suffering. It’s a very… sadomasochistic relationship and he’s going to drag you down into the deepest depths of hell with him. It’s about ruining you. He will literally be the end of you, but I suppose there’s something to be said for that level of devotion and love to jump for him, knowing what doom awaits you on the other side. You’re going to sacrifice every piece of yourself.

He’s a parasite who will devour you from the inside in the most thrilling, delicious, yet agonizing way possible. But at least he’s funny.

[marigoldbaker]

there is nothing more cathartic than realizing that the person you have had dramatic and unfair one sided beef with really just has terrible taste and you two were never going to get along. the hate can float away. you can accept. that they are wrong

[odetojoyce]

i always tell my friends i want to be an f1 wag because that would be honestly amazing but really, i think what i want right now is just to be loved and have someone look at me like i hung the stars because the thing with celebrity crushes is that you give and give and give all your love but you don't get love back and you're going to reach a point where you can't keep giving while seeing the people you're giving your heart to (not even as a crush) get their love and you're left there still giving. i just want someone to love me, to let me feel what i've been giving for so long. and that also turns me into a parasocial fan since this is my only shred of actual shred of love i get in return. like i don't want to be this obsessive over lando or oscar or anybody but i see them and i just want to be and f1 wag so badly as a byproduct of wanting love. i've been trying for years to tell myself to stop thinking i have a chance, to stop feeling everything i'm feeling, but i just keep giving and giving. i just want someone's eyes to light up when they see me, for someone to choose to spend time giving their love to me. is that too much to ask for?

[lilyth-art]

Hipnosis🐍

The muse that inspired this piece is a mystery… real? perhaps… perhaps it protects, perhaps it consumes, but it certainly enchants.✨

It was made in a hurry, imperfect here and there… but I think that makes it even more interesting. It’s not overthought — just came to be as it was.

[stabbyfoxandrew]

vampdrew i chant with glee

WIP Wednesday (6/18) | Vampire Andrew AU (Part 268)

KEVIN

When his name falls out of Andrew's mouth, Kevin lets his other leg slide down to join the first and braces himself for another scolding. Another warning. Another rejection. But the vampire says nothing else and Kevin's name hangs between them while Andrew stares into his eyes, head cocked to one side and ears twitching just so. Kevin stares back at him and wonders whether Andrew's listening in on an argument downstairs or if he hears a mouse in a Dumpster across the street.

"Neither. I wath—" Andrew cuts himself off with a grimace, his fangs flashing in the light from the tall lamps in the parking lot. Kevin's eyes drop to them and his own mouth falls open. 

Teeth shouldn't be pretty. They're teeth. Sharpened bone made for rending flesh, for feeding, for killing. Kevin thinks they're pretty anyway. That they're in Andrew's mouth likely has a lot to do with it. Kevin rather likes Andrew's mouth. His lips are on the thin side, the bottom one just slighter bigger. If memory serves they fit nicely against Kevin's, the one and only time they kissed. Andrew's nostrils flare at the thought but Kevin can't find him in it to care much. If he's getting grounded either way, he might as well think all he wants.

"What are you listening for?" Kevin finally asks. The vampire takes a deep breath, then another, until his fangs disappear. With one final, shaky breath he runs his tongue over his teeth. 

[indigolover97]

Whenever I feel guilty about working on a new WIP instead of the 20-ish ones I already have, I remind myself that writing something is better than nothing and that writing the new idea might spark inspiration to continue one of my older ones.

And also there’s an audience for just about everything you write, so might as well dip your toes in everything!