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I watch all my children on the jungle-gym,

I hear their giggles, their laughs, and their squeals.

I smile; and the lights around me go dim.

All I can hear are my kids and their screams.

Not long ago, I had to save them.

To run through an endless, torturous maze.

With a kid in my arms, I was getting away from

A beast that was trying to number our days.

Though my kids don't remember what we had to go through,

That night and its tormet are burned in my brain.

'Flashbacks aren't the present,' if only that were true,

I wouldn't have ever had to fight again.

-Cellar/Silver

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HAPPY BI-VISIBILITY DAY, EVERYONE! (Sept. 23) 💙💜❤️

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Humbled em bots reaal fast

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I HAVE BRAIN POWER BUT MY BRAIN POWER HAS ADHD AND MY ADHD IS NOT LETTING ME WRITE but I might tbh if I come up with a good plot

I kind of want to see a hero and villain trope/story where the villain shows up at the hero's doorstep, clearly upset, and the hero's just like, "come on in, spill."

And then they get the villain's perspective, comfort them, worm their way into their heart, so the villain actually explains their reasoning for doing what they do.

But the hero doesn't change the villain's perspective, they try their best to understand it, and use their ties to whatever sources they have in the story (government, hero headquarters, etc) to fix that problem for the villain. Bonus points in it doesn't get fixed right away, so the hero's like, "either we fix it, or I'm blackmailing you."

And the hero still never stops being a hero, never changes their sides or morals, they just save the world by being emotionally mature, empathetic, and strategic.

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Dealing With Executive Dysfunction - A Masterpost

The “getting it done in an unconventional way” method.

The “it’s not cheating to do it the easy way” method.

The “fuck what you’re supposed to do” method.

The “get stuff done while you wait” method.

The “you don’t have to do everything at once” method.

The “it doesn’t have to be permanent to be helpful” method.

The “break the task into smaller steps” method.

The “treat yourself like a pet” method.

The “it doesn’t have to be all or nothing” method.

The “put on a persona” method.

The “act like you’re filming a tutorial” method.

The “you don’t have to do it perfectly” method.

The “wait for a trigger” method.

The “do it for your future self” method.

The “might as well” method.

The “when self discipline doesn’t cut it” method.

The “taking care of yourself to take care of your pet” method.

The “make it easy” method.

The “junebugging” method.

The “just show up” method.

The “accept when you need help” method.

The “make it into a game” method.

The “everything worth doing is worth doing poorly” method.

The “trick yourself” method.

The “break it into even smaller steps” method.

The “let go of should” method.

The “your body is an animal you have to take care of” method.

The “fork theory” method.

The “effectivity over aesthetics” method.

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Idk

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Things Tessa would have loved doing if Cyn hadn’t freaking killed her:

Uzi in general.

Finding out that N and Uzi are dating.

Telling embarrassing stories about N in front of Uzi.

Stealing clothes and hair from all the skeletons on Copper 9 to play dress up with the drones.

N being tall enough to carry her on her shoulders.

Riding V’s pet sentinel. (She’d definitely call it a dingo)

Telling everyone V used to wear glasses and embarrassing her.

Watching horror movies with N, V, Uzi, and J.

Forcing J to be friends with the others against her will.

Being Uzi’s “I’ll help you bury a body and not ask questions” friend.

Going to drone prom and tearing up the dance floor.

Just… just finally being able to be her weird self without fear of judgement and having friends as creepy and strange as she was and… THIS GIRL DESERVED TO LIVE, DAMNIT!

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I hear the voice in a beautiful melody,

A symphony made of starlight itself.

The graceful tunes make me question my sanity,

I'm on a ship with the siren herself.

She extends her arms to me, urging me forward,

My body can't disobey, it lets go.

She kisses me like there is no point onward,

Holding her in my arms, I sink deep down below.

Her voice will forever burn bright in my memory,

Her porcelain kisses always melt my skin.

Though she was supposed to be my biggest enemy,

My best decision was letting her in.

-Cellar/Silver

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I kind of want to see a hero and villain trope/story where the villain shows up at the hero's doorstep, clearly upset, and the hero's just like, "come on in, spill."

And then they get the villain's perspective, comfort them, worm their way into their heart, so the villain actually explains their reasoning for doing what they do.

But the hero doesn't change the villain's perspective, they try their best to understand it, and use their ties to whatever sources they have in the story (government, hero headquarters, etc) to fix that problem for the villain. Bonus points in it doesn't get fixed right away, so the hero's like, "either we fix it, or I'm blackmailing you."

And the hero still never stops being a hero, never changes their sides or morals, they just save the world by being emotionally mature, empathetic, and strategic.

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getting better at drawin em

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No, I am putting them through the most traumatic experiences to process the fact that those experiences happened to me. There's a difference no there isn't

i swear all writers are mentally ill. y'all keep putting your "beloved" characters through the most traumatic experiences ever just to feel something.

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writer’s block isn’t real, it’s just your characters deciding to go on strike because they’re mad about how you’ve been treating them

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"How do you write such realistic dialogue-" I TALK TO MYSELF. I TALK TO MYSELF AND I PRETEND I AM THE ONE SAYING THE LINE. LIKE SANITY IS SLOWLY SLIPPING FROM BETWEEN MY FINGERS WITH EVERY MEASLY WORD THEY TYPE OUT. THAT IS HOW.

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My darling and I fell in love in the autumn,

To the song of falling September leaves.

With chestnut on the ground, rainy clouds made of cotton,

We loved as we watched how October breathes.

We watched through our windows, lost in silent wonder

If there's any point in following dreams.

Our dreams were each other; our love was like thunder.

Came roaring and shining, rocking all our beliefs.

It's been three years now, but I am still grateful

For our beautiful, innocent Sepfember love.

In time to celebrate – I'll light a red candle

In honor of you and the October skies.

-Cellar/Silver

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"Tommy jumped over warped branches. Unusually green grass for the Nether rustled under his feet. Everything around him was quiet, the ambient sounds that sounded like the call of the void eerily hung in the air, wrapping the forest in a blanket. For the Nether, the forest felt unusually cold. Though, that feeling didn’t quite describe the actual temperature of the place, but more its atmosphere. As though the forest was supposed to be cold and might even send shivers down your spine despite there being lava right beneath them. The flakes from the trees around him flew up and down, circled and floated, disobeying the laws of physics in every way possible. Or, perhaps, they obeyed every single one. Just, not for the Overworld."

-small piece from the upcoming "Temple of Fire," sequel to "Tomb of Fire" by InitialCellar

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