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[tobyisave]

obsolete

[lestatslestits]

I’ve been thinking a lot about how as neurodivergent people we censor and edit ourselves so much for neurotypical people that we seem to forget how to communicate with other neurodivergent people who would love for us to communicate in the ways we’ve been taught to avoid.

We’ve been taught “don’t talk out of turn but don’t be too quiet, don’t share your own related experiences but communicate empathy, be a good listener but don’t expect others to care about your interests, don’t speak unless spoken too but come out of your shell or people will think you’re being rude, don’t be annoying, don’t be annoying, don’t be annoying.”

So even in our own spaces, among friends, among other neurodivergent people, we say “sorry I’m being annoying” or “sorry to bother you” or “sorry I don’t know how to start a conversation” or “sorry I’m so awkward,” at each other because we’ve censored our communication so much that it feels like we’ve forgotten our own first language, and we’re hoping someone else will see that and teach it to us again (but they’ve forgotten it too).

[fala-alfredo-pasta]

Tokomaru Tuesday

[euthymiya]

I think the first time wrio tells you about why he served, he does it with a sort of detached demeanor. Like he’s awaiting you to either be scared or horrified or disgusted and it’s just inevitable. He prepares himself for the inevitable of you deciding loving him is just not worth the trouble. He’s built this shell around him that makes him indifferent to people’s reactions to his past. Sometimes they pity him. Sometimes they look at him with fear. Sometimes they’re outraged.

He’s used to it all by now. He’s long forgotten how to care.

But then…for some reason, you don’t seem to think any of those things. You seem grateful. Grateful he told you. Grateful he trusted you. Grateful to know him. Like knowing any piece of him—good or bad, is a gift. And you tell him as such, too: thank you for trusting me with this, you’ll whisper as your hands cup his cheeks. And oh. You’re not pulling away. Not sneering in that disgusted way or taking a step back in fear.

Something feels so oddly human about the way you look at him. Something that makes him feel almost like a kid again. Fragile and at your mercy as he depends on you to love him.

Because that’s what every kid needs. Someone to love them.

You didn’t deserve that, you’ll whisper again. And you’re right. He didn’t. It’s just that no one really took the time to see it that way. It’s always either been people rationalizing that he didn’t have a choice or condemning him for the extreme route he took.

But no one ever took the time to think about him. What he deserved—more importantly, what he didn’t deserve.

So when he leans his head into your shoulder and grabs at your waist tightly, feeling oddly raw and open and vulnerable—he thinks this must be what it feels like to be protected. When there’s a steady, warm embrace waiting for you no matter what you come home with, be it dirt on your cheeks or blood on your hands.

Still love me? He’ll ask cheekily. He pretends the tremor in his voice isn’t obvious.

How could I ever stop? You tease back—but it’s gentle. Soft. Coaxes a watery chuckle out of him. It almost didn’t matter that he’s never really truly been loved.

You’ll make up for all those years and then some.

[chronicowboy]

okay this might be a little bit unpopular. but idk to me this looks like one of eddie's very buck-specific looks. it's not anger or discomfort or wtf. it looks like something is wrong with buck, i know him inside out, i know him to the core, i know him better than i know myself and i know something is wrong with him but i just can't figure out what and it's driving me crazy, why can't i read him, why can't i figure this out, how do i help him if i don't know what's wrong? but obviously he's trying to act normal for marisol and not bring attention to it and maybe there's a little voice in his head telling him he does know what's wrong he just wishes he didn't...

[upsidedownwithsteve]

I know everyone thought day 2 was sad and you all yelled at me but now i’m thinking of upside down ghost boy eddie who can slowly start to break down the barrier between dimensions? and he’ll hang out in your room and you can feel the bed dip beside you when he lays down on your sheets and when your at work, you can smell his aftershave because somewhere else, in another world, he’s just right there.

and eddie can’t see you in the upside down but if he concentrate enough and finds those little pockets that seem to open up mini gates, tiny cracks between the worlds, he can hear your voice and smell your perfume and sometimes, when he really tries, he swears he can feel you brush up against him.

your stuff starts to go missing in your room cause eddie takes it back to his trailer, a pillow from your bed that smells like you and and quite ruined by ash and vines. you have no idea where it went. you think you’re being haunted, your friends think you’re crazy.

so you start leaving eddie’s favourite things out for him, his guitar pick necklace he gave to you, a polaroid, his favourite vinyl. some disappear, others move, always found somewhere you didn’t leave them. and when the worlds start melding a little bit more, you catch the shadow of him in the sun, a faint reflection in the mirror like some kind of fairytale horror scene.

he visits your room one night and even though in his world, your bed is empty, he brushes a hand across your vacant pillow and up above, you jolt awake, so sure you felt fingers soothe across your cheek and you can smell him, his aftershave, his shampoo, you know he’s there.

and when you call out his name into your dark room, eddie hears it, feels the sound of it punch him in the chest and suddenly, he doesn’t feel as alone anymore.

[wavesoutbeingtossed]

Give you my wild -> The voices in his head called the rain to end our days of wild

[theworldwalkerswols]

(SITS BOLT UPRIGHT)

THE WoL WENT THROUGH A REJOINING ON A PERSONAL SCALE

The Exarch explains the mechanics behind the Rejoinings. That the balance of Aether in the Source versus the Shards is tipped until the Source is strained to the breaking point, and at last fractures in the fabric of reality allow the properly aspected Shard to join with the Source to rebalance the scales. That the overwhelming aetheric shift from the Shard being absorbed - Rejoined - is what causes the Calamities, and why each has a given aetheric aspect.

The WoL has been absorbing all the Primordial Light of the Lightwardens, and after Innocence, Ryne says that not only the WoL's body is breaking down. Their soul is fracturing. She uses the Blessing of Light to quell it and hold them together as much as she can, but the damage hasn't been undone.

That takes Ardbert. The WoL's shard, at the last, sees the WoL breaking, and rushes to fill in the cracks. To restore balance. And yes, the Primordial Light is spent - needs to spent - in defeating Hades, but it's Ardbert rushing in to fill in the gaps left in the WoL that mends them.

Y'shtola and Ryne note, after the fight, that WoL is mended. They doesn't understand how it happened, though they're relieved.

The WoL is the microcosmos in the macrocosmos. Mended just as the Source is with every Rejoining. And the devastation wrought on Hades their personal calamity.

The WoL went through a rejoining so the Source didn't have to.

[spooky-pop]

Drawing punk rock branch and rock poppy....they are too powerful i'm throwing my ipad out the window

[playgrl0]

sharing some thoughts that i have about nanami (they're all canon bye)

⁂ nanami loves thighs. thick thighs. and stomachs! <3

⁂ he loves cooking and he loves to cook for you but he doesn't mind coming home to dinner that you cooked for him.

⁂ LOVEESS laying his head on your lap and having his hair played with.

⁂ he always watches your favorite reality shows with you, acting like he doesn't care and thinks that they're stupid but he's secretly invested in all of them and gets excited when you force him to watch a few episodes with you. he will never tell you that though.

⁂ i've said this before but: cat dad cat dad cat dad cat das cat dad cat dad

⁂ soft pleasure dom bye

⁂ he's a slut for pasta

⁂ loves giving you massages and he goes all out like he even uses all types of oils to massage your back and puts on some relaxing music so you get the maximum level of relaxation.

⁂ a simple but beautiful, romantic, classy wedding

⁂ nanami sheds a few tears when you walk towards him to the altar. mans is speechless, you look breathtakingly beautiful.

⁂ buys you a new bouquet of flowers every single week.

⁂ so many forehead kisses

⁂ girl dad idc

⁂ you're the only one that gets to see him in loungewear and bed hair. when his hair isn't styled and still messy and fluffy after a shower or after he woke up.

⁂ umm he loves teasing you in public heheh. but very subtle, he doesn't want anyone else to notice besides you of course.

⁂ loves quiet, rainy days with you. spending his free day inside, lounging on the couch while you watch some tv and he reads his favorite book, your cat curled up on his lap.

⁂ as much as he loves quiet, slow days, he's also up for some fun activities. believe it or not, but i can see him going to an arcade with you or a amusement park. he wins plushies for you, buys you bananas and strawberries covered in chocolate, anything you want. and he actually really likes riding roller coasters, the needs the adrenaline.

⁂ calls you my love, darling, baby, angel

⁂ HE HAS FRECKLES ON HIS SHOULDERS AND BACK. HE HAS FRECKLES!!!!!!!

⁂ sobbing at the thought of nanami getting ready in the morning/evening, shirtless in the bathroom in front of the mirror and you come up behind him, hug him and press kisses to all the freckles on his shoulders and back. help me.

⁂ he loves hard. and he only truly falls in love once. you're stuck with him forever.

tags: @shamelessperfectionhideout @vmlnrz @saintokkotsu @satanlovesusall666 @kiirsteinn @noritopia @gothamgurl2024

<3 @ playgrl0

[utterdrip]

here to post an Opinion and a Video

i used to agree with the idea that astarion never really felt Anything for the PC until at least act 2. but now that im multiple playthrus in and had this dialogue, im not sure that’s the case any longer. idk he tries to make a joke, but even he realizes it doesn’t land, so then he becomes honest. like, honest to the point that i thought we only saw in his confession scene in act 2. idk how to explain it but it feels much more genuine than i’m used to seeing in act 1.

[telephonedear]

demanding more albedo, tighnari, and wanderer as friends. idk i feel like that’d be a BANGER friend group

[inkskinned]

hey it's nanowrimo. i have tips bc i've done it about 34 times.

Don't edit. Ever. Stop it. If you just decide to start a new project half thru this one with all new characters, no problem. pick up and keep writing as if you'd already written the first half of that.

"but i spelled it wrong" whatever. "but the grammar" whatever. make it exist first. no time for sense. think like you're working on a typewriter. no backspace. only forward go.

Don't re-read further than a paragraph or two backwards. "did i mention the gun before?" listen - it doesn't matter. if you need there to be a gun there, the gun is there. put it back in once you finish the book.

"i forgot the specifics of X thing i already wrote" whatever. change it, make a note/comment to figure it out later, and just write what makes sense for the moment. "no raquel it's legit the characters name and origin" idc that character is now reborn as Claudius from Elsewhere. it's fine.

only you see your mistakes. nobody else knows. one of the ways writing and dance overlap - only you know the choreography. nobody else will know if you miss a step, so just keep dancing and pretend you meant to do it like that.

it's an illusion that you need to write linearly - from point A to point B to point C. Nah; that's just timeline propaganda. I've written a LOT of books out of order and just reordered them once i've finished. if you have a scene you'd LOVE to write but can't get there yet because of plot, just fuckin write the scene. I've always found its easier to establish "point F" "point J" and "Point A" and then wiggle my way between those scenes.

write what you WANT to write. 230 pages of smut? of well-researched discussion on bread? whatever. the point is to strengthen muscles however you can.

if you miss a day, a week, whatever. not the end of the world. we all have dry days. also time is a myth so u can do this challenge whenever u want.

as soon as you try to write for a specific audience, you kill your voice. you are writing for yourself. stop thinking about how people will take ur book. it don't matter. what matter is u, enjoying writing. i luv u.

play to your strengths. i have characters talk so much because i don't know how to write a plot if it kills me but i'm really good at dialogue so.

i love a flight of fancy. write a poem in there. shift tactics and write in code. keep it fun for yourself.

see what happens if you shift something major about ur main characters - gender, wealth, superpowers. or if you change point-of-view. or if you kill everyone in a big explosion. do NOT edit anything before this or after it. often these little weird one-off exercises teach me what interests me about what i'm working on. it is never what i thought. plus it is a fun way to add like 1k words.

stretch.

it's for fun and for practice. stop doing that project if it's giving you anxiety. once my nano was literally 50k words of half-started stories. just things i tried and tried and tried and wasn't able to flesh out. oops. but i am now 50k words of a better writer.

add dragons?

read books/listen to books on tape/etc. people often make the mistake of "buckling down" to just write. you need inspiration. you need to like. fill up on words. you need to remember how it feels to lose yourself in a story.

i don't have the time or space to really talk about this in this post but a lot of creative people turn to drugs/alcohol because it can help you be more creative. this is harmful, and walking a blade that only cuts deep. if you notice you and your loved ones are turning more to substances, please know i love you and i hope you are able to get help soon. i feel like this almost never gets mentioned because it's kind of a hazy underbelly to art. you are always more important than the work.

on that note. drink your fukin. water.

don't talk about a story until you've finished it. once you tell the story, it exists already, and isn't about discovery. i usually have a very canned "haha we'll see" response.

grapes :) tasty snack.

i love you be free.

[maxbytes]

maybe if everyone were more whimsical then less things would be needlessly labeled as childish

[xoxoemynn]

Wait what's the instagram discovery? 👀

Okay again to be very clear this could be nothing but… idk my clown nose is never too far away.

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[stormyoceans]

why is this making me feel like a fragile victorian maiden on a fainting couch in desperate need of a six months long seaside vacation for my health