#dev rambles

[unluckycat111]

Lil' Update

I know I have been missing from Tumbr for months. I have lurked here and there, but life was too overwhelming to put energy into much outside my responsibilities. My grandfather's health had been declining for about a year. His name is Thomas, so the Peaky Blinders/Cillian fandom was hard to be a part of as it felt like a reminder of the stress going on. He passed away last week, which has been very difficult to process. But I am also glad he is at peace. Now it feels like more of a happy reminder of him. I still am a busy beaver, but I do think I am back. Maybe at a low level of interaction for a bit, but I want to be more active as my schedule frees up (if it ever does).

Missed all my mutuals and all the lovely creators on here! Excited to catch up on months away!

[honeyedmiller]

the amount of times i’ve thought about starting this account all over again as a whole separate blog instead of this being a side blog is insane

i’m tired of only being able to ask questions in peoples inboxes and liking peoples fics and following them from my main account and not this one

or can like tumblr let us switch our primary blogs to one of our side blogs bc this is truly driving me crazy lol

[morningstar-warriors]

Secrets of the Clans, finally got my paws on it and let me tell you this is lore book heaven. I like the simplicity of its layout. The clan, a quote from an infamous leader and then a really brief description of the clans vibes. My favorite addition is this:

A numbered map with descriptions. Thats brilliant. Definitely the approach I want to take thats just fabulous.

Its then followed by a short story about the clan cats. Something of a large event. Thunderclan is immediately followed up with the death of Swiftpaw. Which honestly I’m confused why the hell thats the story they went with, but I love the Brightpaw pov! But what a like… Bone chilling story. “Hey welcome to my clan! My face was ripped off and I saw my bestie die.”

Tangent aside, its a good idea for world building. I also like how this book begins with the mythos around how the clans were formed. The iconic: UNITE OR DIE!

I think I should start the book with this. But my idea is… Well I’m thinking it’ll be more biblical-esc. More focused on the Elements as well. Rather then Shadow, Thunder, Wind, and River. The first to begin the clans will be Fire, Water, Air, and Earth. Cheesy but like… Come on…

[penvisions]

anxiety was too high for work today, so i'll be focusing on writing and having a self-care day. with a shower, my full skin routine, tidying up the apartment, changing out the bed linens with a lighter duvet and cooling sheets since the heat is creeping in, and making my grocery list for tomorrow. cannot wait for this session tomorrow, it'll def help

just gonna be in my own space today with my kit cats and then dinner with a friend later, it's what i can do and that's gotta be good enough

in the process of getting back on meds to help manage it, but my insurance took so long to kick in, i'm barely making appts with an optometrist, a therapist, a specialist for my hip and all that

maybe some sneakie peeks will come at y'all today

[dev-fiction]

Me: finally puts OW to rest after achieving t500, I am at peace, my skin is clear-

OW: haha new rank go brr

[beykhabarr]

I think life would be easier if we could stop segregating the world into good and bad people and accept that the world is not binary that people are not inherently good or bad, but are made of complexities and consequences. It would be easier if you could say to yourself, I know you love them but I think it's ruining your life, the bird that's bound to its nest for too long is no bird at all. If we can acknowledge that at times we get so attached to our sadness that crawling out of it feels wrong and feels like taking something that doesn't belong to you. If we can acknowledge that people who love us can be hurtful and sometimes what they do has nothing to do with you but what you do with that hurt is entirely your choice.

I think life would be simpler if we could acknowledge that life is not simple, or the same for everyone. If you'd stop beating yourself up for all the things you're not, if you'd just let yourself be loved and cared for and not be disgusted by vulnerability.

I think life is about putting a star up on a tree, and watching it in silence because the silence seems too sacred and entirely your own. It's about a spoonful of ice cream, something to drink for someone you care about.

Life is about little brothers who don't seem so little anymore. Life that's not what you imagined but thinking about it doesn't make your chest heavy anymore. Life is parks that smell of nostalgia and childhood. And bring back memories of three golu kids crammed on one frail black activa covered in mud.

I think life is both, an over priced shawarma that doesn't taste as good as it looks, and an ice cream that looks like cat poop but tastes amazing especially under the setting winter sun.

[stubbedt0e]

Holy shit thank you all who supported kalopsia in just one night. I greatly appreciate it. Yes I am the dev of Kalopsia lmao. Your support makes me get going HAHA. I will try my best to work on this project. Just give me some time TvT I have uni and i am doing all the work myself. But i promise you all the best experience <3

[brightblakes]

considering how when i get Into A Ship i go scouring the archives for the oldest ones possible and work my way forward, i should probably start making like bellarke rec lists and little archives on here or something as i read cause like. i read all day. if not fic then anthropology lit or other books i like.

[skxllz]

y'all remember in 2017-2019 when everyone simped over jack dylan grazer? yeah, I have another question regarding that. what the fuck was wrong with us?

[auranym]

I think the saddest part about Unity's godawful news is that a lot of games are going to just. disappear.

it's like Unity is trying to go the way of streaming where the hidden gems and cult classics don't make enough money, so, they're taken offline. except this time it's with games (mostly indie).

to put it in perspective, hollow knight, cuphead, and ori are made in unity. so are night in the woods, tunic, and countless more indie gems. hell, AMONG US is made in unity. if the devs of any of these games can't shell out the outrageous cost, then maybe the devs will take them offline. and we'll just. never be able to play them anymore

it's a sad possibility that I don't think any of us ever had to consider. but now we do.

[perewinkle-bee]

POV: the besties!( mutual dive never spoken to)

Ur rad, have sonic juice

[unluckycat111]

I did a case study presentation and paper on Thomas Shelby Tuesday night. During the feedback part, my professor said (this is a direct quote), "Does anyone have any feedback on Dev's diagnosis for Tommy? Or maybe on her erotic obsession for him?" 🙃

[kausstar]

“my pretty baby” and i’m talking about a grown man who could pick me up and throw me any way he’d like.

[deathsmallcaps]

I love how Dev Patel’s Character (I’m going to call him Hanuman) was told by his mother that his future can be found in the roots (lines) of his hands.

And how he tried to save his mother from the fire, grabbing with child’s hands, but instead burned his future away.

And how our first real view of them is when he bargains his way into a job that will lead him to the men that took his future away. Scarred, pale, blank and ruined.

Just like the monkey, Hanuman reached out to the burning desired life, and was supposedly stripped of his potential and power as punishment by the powers that be.

But then, with love and care from others battered, he was guided to his heart, and found it still beating and unfettered. A warrior’s heart.

And so drumbeat by drumbeat, he shaped himself, his hands, into a weapon of justice. To save the future. To remain nameless but to return vengeance upon those who would do others harm with no thought.

His hands, created by the past, shaped and balanced the future.

[beykhabarr]

someday ill write about loneliness but when i reach for words i find vague memories of me creating it i find walls that are sacred to me, do I have thr right to complain? When this is what I have created for myself? The flimsy promises and bridges built on lies? Am I not the very enemy I talk about in my dream?

[butchered-icarian]

Monkey Man spoilers.

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There're two details I noticed while watching the movie that are just way too cool to not talk about, aiding the narration of The Kid and the ending.

1, in one of the flashback scenes, his mother held his hands and gently map out the root lines inside his palms and told him that these lines tell a human's future. We learned that Monkey Man's hands are burnt trying to save his mom, he no longer has visible root lines. His future died alongside his mother.

2, aiding to the bit above, another flashback screen has his mother asked him what would he like to be when he grow up. We saw him answering, but we never heard or made it out what he wanted himself to be when he's grown.

Just. Beautiful and heartbreaking scenes + symbolism.