A lover of good stories, art and handsome, fictional characters. (I blame them for my high standards in men). Will marry Aesop Sharp from Hogwarts Legacy ❤️.
And I found out that even if I cranked everything to the lowest settings, I'm still running the thing at <10 fps 😭.
I'm sure when I did my first mission (killing the terminid commander) was just Joel showing pity on me because I have no idea how i accomplished it. Everything is on fire, caught in a middle of a firestorm, I got mobbed by bugs, and I'm out of ammo.
A shame because I really want to play. But I don't think I'll be able to if the game runs like a PowerPoint presentation..
I'm another life, Sukuna is Jin's gangster twin brother who sleeps on the sofa in their house. Jin is now concerned that his brother is becoming a bad influence to his son, but also acknowledges how close the two are 🥲.
I'd like to think that Aesop is somehow pretty young when the Scarborough incident struck.
Imagine the rising star of the Department of Magical Enforcement, getting showered with accolades, medals, or whatnot. You've surpassed your seniors in just a short while you've been an Auror. The world is your oyster, baby!
Auror work is a breeze for you. Dark wizards and criminals both have begrudging respect, hatred, and, fear whenever they hear your name. When there's a case no one can seem to crack, who are you gonna call? Aesop Sharp!
And all those things went to your head pretty quickly. You think all your deductions and conslusions are word of god. And you dragged your partner into thinking that the lone guy smuggling shrunken heads is just a low key, smuggler wannabe.
And it all comes crashing down on you.
The golden boy of Auror Office, the one who is said to be reaching the peak of his career at a young age, just got snuffed out with a single, bad decision.
It adds to the tragedy when he gets injured that way. He's young, successful, and definitely has a lot of ambitions in life. He's not the kind of guy who is looking forward to retirement in some peaceful, English countryside.
That's why he can't just accept being a paper pusher in the Ministry. He's got a lot of fire in him. Whether or not he finds a cure for his injury, he will make sure that he will live life to the fullest.
And he's not just living for himself now. He is now carrying the dreams of his fallen partner on his shoulders. He's got survivor's guilt, sure. But he won't sit around and bemoan about it. If not, it just made him straighten up his act and do something about the cards he's been dealt with.
Cute bunny pile...🫦 Hope you are having egg rich Easter! Or like we say in Finland... Dick rich Easter 😉
Thank you @marketfreshfics for planting the idea into my head and @juneymont helping with important details and stuff 💚 I wish Easter bunny brings you some extra cream filled eggs this Easter 😘
Reminds me of my Hogwarts Legacy MC Rheias Moonwater 🤣.
A Ravenclaw who fucking hates studying inside a classroom and prefers to learn on the fly. She would rather skip classes to follow whatever catches her fancy at the moment. Yet she still got sorted to Ravenclaw because she does love collecting information, but not in a wizard-y kind of way.
I want to read about a ravenclaw who hates to read. Whether that's because they have dyslexia or ADHD or just because they dont like to read.
Everyone thinks ravenclaws are the smart house, the bookworms, but they just value knowledge. i want a ravenclaw who learns by watching, by doing, by trying things a hundred different times and figuring out what works and what doesn't.
Give me a "measure once cut six times" ravenclaw. give me a ravenclaw who never does the assigned reading and instead helps a friend study and learns through that. give me a ravenclaw who wants to explore with the gryffindors, not sit inside with a book.
things you can say instead of "I'm bad at writing" or "my writing sucks"
What's wrong with saying those things? First of all, you're insulting yourself and you don't deserve that ❤️ Second of all, those statements aren't going to get you any kind of reassurance in response. The only thing anyone can really say is "no, you're/it's not" - and that will almost certainly just sound patronizing to you when you're in a funk.
Focus in on your actual feelings and thoughts instead of dumping it all under the umbrella of "bad." Even if you're only talking to yourself, you'll get a better understanding of what's actually happening and a more realistic impression of yourself and your work.
I'm not satisfied with how this story turned out.
I feel like the ending is kind of weak on this one.
I'm feeling really uncertain about my characterization in this story
Is this plot too simple? I'm worried no one will bother reading it.
Is this plot too complex? I'm worried it's meandering and that my readers will get lost or bored.
Reading my own story doesn't give me the same sense of awe that I feel when I read [another author]'s story.
I don't think I achieved what I was aiming for with this story.
I'm worried no one will like this story, so I want to tear it down preemptively before anyone else can do so.
I'm worried I'm going to disappoint the people who liked [another story I wrote]
This story is really difficult to write. It's so much harder than I thought it would be / than my last story was!
I don't seem to write stories in the same way or with the same speed or length as other writers.
I feel like no one pays attention to my writing.
Feel free to add more examples in the notes. And please remember that you don't suck at writing and your writing isn't bad. You're just being your own harshest critic. ❤️
Sketches of the Past (Sharpuary 2024 Portrait Prompt)
Is it still legal to post Sharpuary prompts despite the fact that it's already March???
Title: Sketches of the Past
Summary:
Aesop had never drawn a portrait since he lost his first love. But when whimsical Kathrina enters his world, he yearns to let her in. Can he finally let go of the shadows that haunted him? Or will lingering heartache deny him his one chance at happiness?
Kathrina, on the other hand, has her own secrets to keep. But when she sees the love of his life drawing, memories of young, romance begins to let her guard down.
Will art tear down the walls that have been built over years of tragedy and despair? Only time will tell.
Read it on AO3!