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[xxplastic-cubexx]

give me some whiskey and ill draw The Most Thing i can come up with

bonus:

[thekittyokat]

you ever just have a lot, a LOT of feelings all at once about a character and not even remotely enough words or brainpower to FORM the words to describe everything you're feeling. so it feels like you may explode. yeah

[l4zyd3m0n]

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[chaaistained]

hi chaai! do you have any ideas on where to shift to?

ideas on where to shift .*+

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we’ll get the obvious out of the way, there are many different locations you can shift to anon !! and i personally don’t know what your interests and hyperfixations are :( but ! i still want to help in any way i can ≈ so here are a list of general ideas and suggestions and maybe some inspo into different realities to which you (any of you!) can shift !! and ofcs you can tweak it all to your liking xx

sink into self indulgence …

—» shifting at its core is self indulgent and the first example i can think of is your favourite childhood books, movies and shows — the kind of self indulgence where you go back to what made your life sparkle as a child, what made you believe in the impossible, what made you wish the impossible was real, whether it’s fairies, dragons, mermaids, or monsters going to high school, you should take a trip down memory lane and figure out what had you rushing to finish your meal to go watch the latest episode, or work hard at your homework so you could buy the next edition of the game. there’s also the media consumed in your teenage years, the kinds of media that helps you feel like you were escaping and yet at the same time like you were understood

examples include : hogwarts , narnia , my little pony , monster high , ever after high , how to train your dragon , percy jackson and the olympians , h2o , pixie hollow , barbie fairytopia/mermaidia , hilda , bridge to terabithia , wizards of waverley place , minecraft , power rangers , tmnt , disney princesses , little women , gilmore girls , studio ghibli , etc.

—» there are also the realities where you play a part in the bigger picture, you are a significant piece in a vast and intricate puzzle, you stand among your peers, your friends, as someone to be recognised, maybe you’re looking for some thrill? some excitement? some sort of battle or mystery or revolution where you can fight for the underdog or reclaim some form of power — be careful if you do choose to explore these places, but i’m sure you’ll handle it just fine

examples include : marvel/mcu/the avengers/spiderverse , dc/justice league/the arrowverse/smallville , the hunger games , the walking dead , arcane , supernatural , teen wolf , the maze runner , the vampire diaries , pretty little liars , gossip girl , mean girls , outer banks , criminal minds , brooklyn nine nine , the rookie , dune , star wars , avatar: the last airbender , james cameron’s avatar , jurassic park/world , pirates of the caribbean , twilight , etc.

—» conversely, your dr doesn’t even need to be fantastical, sometimes, the things that bring us comfort are in fact the most relaxing, they slow our lives down for whatever time we spend engaging in them, they let us unwind and unravel any burden we’ve unknowingly put on ourselves, the dr doesn’t even need to be based on some form of media, it could be your dream life and/or career

examples include : better cr (HIGHLY RECOMMEND) , cafe/barista , librarian , farmer , florist , artist , museum curator , boarding school , summer camp , bookstore owner , writer , painter , photographer , chef , designer , animator , game developer , director , etc.

—» but maybe you would like a career in the spotlight, where you can finally show the world what you’re capable of, the talent and skills that you know are innate to your being and you just need the opportunity to showcase it

examples include : actor , pop star , band member , kpop idol , youtuber , broadway singer , talk show host , dancer , professional athlete , model , travel vlogger , socialite , royalty , etc.

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when all is said and done, shifting is inherently a form of self love, you’re picking yourself and you’re choosing to shift and experience a reality that will fulfil you in some way !! the ideas in this post are not the limit, there is no limit, [cue mean girls’ “the limit does not exist” scene] so let your creativity take control and let yourself indulge in what makes you happy

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[cakes-isat-blog]

Bonk?? BONK????? A giant rock fell on his head and there's a 20% chance they'll just look at it, laugh, and say bonk??????

[melleody]

i’m so glad that my dr boyfriend is just an original character that i made from purely my own imagination ,, that way i don’t see people shifting for my boyfriend & having to feel jealous ..

[luxurystark-jackson]

the tfw dynamics with jack are so interesting to me because like. the most destiel “proof” (so to say) we get is from the concept that jack has of dean being his dad. and this stems from cas being his dad, and whatever their relationship is just being so horribly obvious that jack assumes they’re together and treats dean like a father figure.

and yet!! the kicker!! is that sam and cas are jack’s parents!! dean wants nothing to do with raising that kid but still ends up roped into it somehow.

[vagueeyes]

Propaganda for today's @insideno9bracket poll is the TLOG x PSYCHOVILLE x IN9 crossover featured in THE BILL (I know I'm not the only one who knows this!):

The first crossover is, of course, guest star Jason Watkins, who previously featured in PSYCHOVILLE.

The second crossover is Reece & Steve telling Jeremy about the "piss-mints" in the TLOG Christmas special commentary (video here):

Reece: (referring to the "garlic tablets") I was chewing on the piss-mints.

Mark: You call them "piss-mints"?

(Steve: This is one of those scenes which–)

Reece: That'll be for another day.

(Mark laughs)

Jeremy: (laughs) I want to know why they're called piss-mints!

Reece: Cos in restaurants, when you get mints at the end of the day, they do–they did a test on them once, there was, like, ten different types of urine.

Jeremy: Which restaurant?

Reece: Cos people–Any restaurant!

Steve: All restaurants! (Reece: All restaurants!) Cos people have a piss, come out, pick a mint up and–

Reece: –and leave a bit of the urine on.

(Steve laughs)

Only when they get to writing this "fact" into the episode, it's now 15 different types and not 10 XD

[xxplastic-cubexx]

idk but would you ever make c.ai bots of ur erik.. 😋😋 I'm just so nasty about him and NEED 2 get it out

do you wish to hurt me is that why youve sent this

to be perfectly blunt and clear: absolutely not. my artwork is to go absolutely no where near ai and to suggest otherwise makes me want to swallow glass

[scorchrend]

that same mutual at age 25: been getting into yogurt lately

[evilrobotalienclown]

Oh! 😁 I'm gonna explode

[chaaistained]

my pets across the multiversal tapestry to which i shift . pt 1 [main four dr’s] :

BETTER CR —

whiskey the brown-grey tabby

the strangest little snickerdoodle i’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting. technically, whisk is my boyfriend’s cat. his sister wanted one but after getting whiskey, the little guy ended up preferring my boyfriend over everyone else in their family T^T it’s kinda funny. he loves climbing my boyfriend like a jungle gym and honestly, i can’t blame the bugger bcs i look at my 6’3” tower of a nerd and i want to climb him too. this kitty’s the judgiest mf i’ve ever seen, and i love him, the little diva

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

MARAUDERS DR —

sadie / sadie sue the orange tabby

sweetness and citrus honey if it were to take the form of a feline lady. sadie (or sadie sue) is — as i’ve mentioned before — my ‘bangāru thalli’ which directly translates to golden child (femme pronouns). i found her between the violets and daisies of my mum’s flower garden. i convinced my parents to keep her and she became the closest thing i have to a sister. she loves following me around, and laying on me, and pretending to love my mother more than me ..

barnaby the brown barn owl

my dad bought barney after james got his hogwarts letter, so technically i share this prickle footed darling with my brother . which is fine.. it is. anyway, my dad also named him barnaby bcs . barn owl. which he thought was very clever. barnaby loves landing on my head, sharp talons and all .. so that’s always amusing, and he likes sneaking nibbles of our toast in the morning whether it’s at home or at the gryffindor table

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

KPOP DR —

gobi the west highland terrier

me and my members received rewards for our first win from our company. each member asked for something different and me? i asked for a dog. and yes, i named him after cauliflower . he’s a curious comet of energy, always fascinated by mundane things, truly a child seeing the world for the first time. i know technically i got him and named him and wtv, but honestly speaking, he’s the group’s dog, the girls and i all raised him together, we trained him together, he’s our collective child and the goodest boy

gizmo the orange-white tabby

a menace. period. idk where he gets off on being this maniacal but he’s good at it, truly the king of the dorm. technically he’s my cat, and considering the absolute shenanigans he gets into? my members don’t wanna claim ownership of that .. i found him as a kitten, lost and alone, during the mv shoot of my solo debut. immediately knew i had to keep him. and i guess he remembers, bcs out of all the people he’s interacted with, i’m his favourite (yes, that is a brag) tho.. i wish he liked jungwon more T^T

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

ARROWVERSE DR —

bruno the black stray turned house cat void

he kinda just showed up? out of nowhere? welcomed himself into the apartment and roamed around rubbing his scent everywhere. he truly took one look at me and barry and was like “yep, you’re adopting me. scratch that, i’m adopting you. now feed me” and we stan. creepily calm for a cat who’s seen the streets, really friendly too like . damn. you’d think barry and i are his favourite but the next thing you know he’s cuddling with cisco or purring on harry’s lap or sitting next to caitlin while she checks her reports. so in that way he’s team flash’s cat, free reign of star labs. barry and i just house him i guess -_-

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[meilifluous]

my l&ds face claim (..◜ᴗ◝..)

[beaft]

forgive me if this is a foolish question but can someone explain why everyone is so up in arms about nanowrimo giving the ok to people using ai to generate their novels? like yeah, obviously it's stupid as hell because this is supposed to be a creative endeavour, but it's not like the people who do this shit are gonna be making any money or getting any clout from it. is it just because it's bad for the environment?

[gather-ye-fucking-rosebuds]

Dead Poets Society meetings were the place where Neil seemed most like himself. They scarcely had any during that winter since it was so cold, but patches of pine straw started poking through the snow melting in the woods, and it was the first day of spring, so the poets felt they should celebrate.

Todd arrived last, having had to make up a test he missed due to getting the flu and being in the infirmary for two days. When he walked into the cave, only Pittsie and Meeks said hi to him, but even they were preoccupied a little bit. After having made a radio for their room, they were working on making a more long distance radio to put in the cave (so far they were not successful). Toward the back, Knox sat with his arm wrapped around Chris’s shoulder and they stared into each other’s eyes while having a deep conversation. They were so invested that they didn’t even notice Charlie and Ginny giggling as they tried to throw almonds into Chris’s upside down hat. Neil and Cam leafed through Mr. Keating’s old poetry book, pointing out new poems to read during the session.

“Shall we get it started?” Todd asked enthusiastically, dropping the basket of assorted fruits he had pilfered from meals for this very occasion.

“Captain said he was gonna swing by today,” Neil said, grinning at Todd. “Let’s give him a few minutes.”

“I stopped by his office before I came and he said to start without him,” Todd explained, sitting down and wrapping his coat tighter around himself. “So let’s do this.”

And like clockwork, the poets recited the opening poem in unison, and Neil started the meeting by reading a short and sweet poem about the moon. Cam was in the middle of telling a story when Mr. Keating arrived.

“Captain!” he exclaimed, making everyone turn towards the entrance excitedly. “Here, sit down.”

“No, Mr. Cameron, I’m not staying long,” he said solemnly. The cave got quiet. Mr. Keating cleared his throat. “Well, I’ll, uh, start with the good news,” he said, smiling sadly. “My wife in London is going to come visit for a few months.”

The poets all gasped and tried talking over each other, asking many different questions, like where would she stay? Would they get to meet her? Has he told her about them?

But Todd hung onto the question that haunted the room. “What’s the bad news?” It was just a whisper, but it silenced the whole group.

Mr. Keating looked around at the poets. His students. Hell, he’d even consider them his sons. How did his life come to the point where seven extraordinary young boys looked up to him so much as to sneak out to a cave in the middle of the woods to read poetry of all things? He had to be the luckiest man alive.

“Boys, I-“ he started, his voice breaking. How could he get this across gently? “Remember the first lesson I taught you all?”

They all looked at each other. “Captain, what’s going on?” Charlie asked.

“And I had Pitts read To the Virgins To Make Much of Time?” Mr. Keating chuckled softly as Pitts still blushed, even today. “‘Gather ye rosebuds while ye may’ was the lesson I was trying to teach you all that day.”

“Captain,” Todd mumbled uncertainly, starting to understand what Mr. Keating was getting to.

“Well,” Mr. Keating continued, trying to smile through the tears forming in his eyes. “‘That same flower that smiles today tomorrow will be dying’ is…” His voice trailed away, unable to finish the sentence. He sniffled and wiped away a tear that rolled down his cheek.

“Boys,” he said, voice breaking. “I went to a doctor yesterday. He said I have leukemia. I only have a few months left to live.”