#write an assignment

[pangur-and-grim]

alright, I’m annoyed with the class that I’m taking. it’s about writing novels, and I thought it would have cool stuff about balancing your narrative and developing themes etc, but instead she spent the first class talking about how every book fits into the Hero’s Journey (the monomyth template). and I was somewhat of a contrarian, and said “can you give us examples of books that don’t fit into this template?” and she said “no. because all books fit.”

but I dunno man, I just finished reading this Korean book where the plot is just the character having a string of hookups and reflecting on them without changing in any way. I don’t know if it’s possible to contort that into the Hero’s Journey.

[candyrocks03]

I am a girl.

Always have been, always will be. It took me a while to figure that out, But that doesn’t make it any less true.

I am a girl.

I like dresses and skirts, Thigh-highs and Plushies, Light pinks and blues.

I am a girl.

When I hike in the woods or bike on the road, When I party with friends or play games alone, When I march in the street or cry on my bed,

I am a girl.

Nothing can change that. Not a politician’s pen, or a bigot’s threats, Not a prison’s cell, or a Nazi’s camp.

I am a girl.

When I’m bloodied and beaten, When I’m old and withered, When I’m long dead and gone,

I will always be a girl.

[crtastrophe]

the studious homunculus attends its homework most diligently

[blueskittlesart]

cinderella adaptation for my comics history class :)

[leashybebes]

Buck jolts awake on the couch with no idea of what time it is, and even less idea of what woke him. The latter resolves itself pretty quickly when, from the other end of the couch, Tommy lets out another window-rattling snore. Mr what are you talking about, Evan, I don't snore has his head tipped back, his mouth wide open. It's a deeply unflattering position and Buck can't help himself, reaches for his phone and snaps a photo.

Tommy's own phone is on the coffee table and if Buck can get there without waking him, he's going to have a delightful new wallpaper come morning. He wonders if he could sneak in a recording of Tommy's pneumatic drill impression and set it as his ringtone, too. Maybe it's a little mean, but Tommy's just such a dad with his insistence that he doesn't snore.

Buck almost drops his phone, but not before he sees the time: 00.34. 

Mentally, he scrolls through the day. A run through the neighbourhood, running into the lady two streets over with the cute dog. An unnecessarily indulgent breakfast, as has become a habit on his days off. Facetiming with Eddie and Chris. Collecting Jee from swimming lessons and dropping her home after an ice cream. Tommy showing up like he always does on their mutual free days - unannounced but never unwelcome. Trying to put together a decent lunch while Tommy tunes up the Jeep's engine for the third time in six weeks. Driving to the grocery store and bickering their way around the aisles. Talking Tommy's ear off about the latest episode of the latest podcast he's gotten into while they make dinner. Tag teaming the clean up when Tommy tries to insist he can take care of it all. Settling in to watch another movie Tommy can't believe you've never seen, Evan.

Yep. Nothing.

He pulls up the notes app on his phone, opens the right folder, and starts a new message. He'd given up on actually sending them before they could start getting bounced back with a number out of service message, knowing that would have taken him out at the knees.

It's past midnight and I didn't think about you dying once today, he writes. I know you'd say that's a good thing, and I think you're right, but I think it's the first time that's happened, and I feel really weird about it. I had a really nice day. There was a time I didn't think I'd ever have a nice day again, but I saw a cute dog, and I spoiled Jee, and I cooked, and I hung out with Tommy, and it was really, really nice. We're not back together btw but it's heading there. We both know it. You were right about him. I really, really wish you were here.

He saves the note, pockets his phone, leans over and pinches Tommy's nose shut in the middle of another snore to watch him flail awake.

"Asshole," Tommy says, once he's settled.

"Yep. C'mon," Buck tells him. "Bed."

Tommy grumbles, heaves himself to his feet, and staggers towards the bathroom. Buck watches him go for a second. Platonic and only slightly charged bed sharing is a fairly new development - Tommy has slept on this couch a lot over the last few months. He has a toothbrush in the bathroom. He has spare clothes in Buck's closet. He has a key.

Buck takes out his phone again and hesitates for a second.

I'm gonna tell him, he adds to his message. Tonight. Right now. While he's brushing his teeth so he can't change the subject. Wish me luck, pops. Love you.

[cream-and-tea]

yknow being really into your own wip in an autistic fashion is very fun and cool until you’re not able to work on it for a certain amount of time and feel yourself actively begin to suffer from a video game poisoned condition

[noodles-and-tea]

i’ve just finished reading Saving Sherlock Holmes, do you have any teen johnlock art?

Sure :)

[funkle420]

Turbo Granny blunt rotation WIP

[sugurusladyknightt]

➺ suguru x gn!reader

suguru's smile was broad. soft lips stretching up, wide and sweet, his whole face smiled with them; pretty plumish eyes closing in little crescents of joy and his nose scrunching up at the tip.

its not the usual polite, contained smile he wears. its not polished or neat. its genuine and boyish and so so endearing. you could never remember what you were saying or look away from him.

what on this planet would you look to? what could be a more beautiful a view? any another sight would surely pale in comparison.

suguru practically glows when he smiles. when he really smiles (the difference between the two always do glaringly obvious to you) and although he is masterfully skilled in keeping those bits of himself hidden, some always slips out; through the spaces in his fingers and his teeth — he can never conceal it in whole.

you've collected all the bits and pieces you've gotten a glimpse of, storing them safely in the depths of your heart. the little moments pulsing in your blood and echoing off each of your ribs everyday. you've made them a part of yourself you can no longer be without.

and oh when he laughs, you can feel yourself swooning . an airy sound; sometimes it's loud full booming coming from someplace deep in his chest and others — it's softer, quieter, bashful even. you could only hear if you listen for it (and oh with your trained ear, you never miss it)

blossoms of fresh flowers spawn in your throat, sweet and suffocating. spring's welcome fragrance gets to your head;

you don't know that you remember how to breathe.

[yandere-wishes]

Dear Darling Rapunzel

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Okay been thinking about this for a while but what about a Damsel in Distress/Repunzel AU with the batboys and rogues. It can go one of two ways.

(The Princess who fell in love with the Dragon)

You're the betrothed of one of the batboys. A darling daughter of a Wayne Enterprises bigshot or some nice rich family. And while you may be indifferent to your future husband, he is very very much devoted to you. Absolutely in love with his precious soon-to-be wife...But after the marriage, the paranoia sets in. He loves you, he swears he does. He loves you so much, in fact, that he even reveals who he is, what he does during the ungodly hours of the night. He doesn't want you to doubt, to think he'd ever cheat with another. But there are precautions he must take to keep you safe. He won't let you out of the manner, won't permit you to make content with anyone outside of his family. Heck, he absolutely forbids you from even going near the doors and windows. But one day when the manner is attacked by some Rogue wanting something or another from the Wayne family. During the attack, this particular rogue spots you, the darling princess locked away within the estate. He's almost instantly in love. Heart fluttering outside his chest. He dubs you collateral damage as he steals you away. Poor little Rapunzel being swept away by the bandit...But funny isn't it how you have (somewhat) more freedom with the deranged killer than with your own husband...

(The Princess and the White Knight)

2. For one reason or another, you catch the attention of one of Gotham's notorious rogues. An infamous killer, whose stone heart now only beats for you. They steal you, lock you away from all humanity. It's because they love you, it's because they know how cruel society can be. They'd never want the world outside to hurt you. But one day while you gaze longingly outside the window dreaming of being free again. You happen to catch the eye of one of the batboys. They become your escape, chatting with you while the evil monster is away. You start to see them as your prince charming. You white knight. Hanging off their every word dreaming of the day you can pry away their mask and gleam at their full face. Whenever your tormentor kisses you, you imagine it's your superhero, all soft lips and hope. All sweet words and caring touches. Soon they promised, soon your prince charming will come to free you…

The only pairing I can think of for this so far is, Bruce Wayne and Harvey Dent. Constantly fighting over the darling they both love with all their broken heart.

Maybe Jason and Roman too? Albit it would be so messy and chaotic😆🤣😆🤣.

[horse-breed-a-day]

i got a B on my crime scene investigation final!!

[nonranghaes]

"don't let me fall asleep."

felix looks up as you settle in, head resting on his shoulder with your eyes already falling shut. your laptop rests in your lap, secure within your grip to keep from slipping. he can see the remains of your assignment staring back at you. it's late. too late for either of you to be awake, and yet here you both are--with him gaming on the couch, and you snuggled up nearby as you work late into the night. you shift a little as you get comfortable, and then let out a sigh.

"i thought this was due tonight." he rests his head against your own, headphones now draped around his neck. "like... tonight tonight. not two hours ago."

you mumble something he can't make out. he just reaches up, patting your cheek gently before pressing a kiss on top of your head.

"you sure you don't wanna finish it later?"

"can't." your weight sinks against his side, and he knows you're about to drift off. "don't wanna leave it..."

"you've got time." he reaches forward to move your laptop. you let go when you feel him tug at it, just so that he can move it onto the coffee table. "i'll quit if you do."

all at once, you seem to melt into him, body aching for rest. but you snap back to it, shaking your head as you rub at your eyes. "i'm almost done," you say, stifling a yawn. "you can go sleep if you need to--"

he shakes his head, controller back in hand. "then i guess i'll keep playing, too." he leans over, pressing a tiny kiss against the corner of your lips. "we'll ruin our sleep schedule together."

it's silly, but it makes you smile. "thank you, lixie." you stand to stretch, joints popping one by one. "i'll finish soon, i promise."

he knows you will. even if it means the two of you fall asleep right there on the couch together as soon as you're done, he's in this with you until the end.

[l-bubee-l]

wip

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[rinchives]

alhaitham likes to keep his life simple and comfortable. adding extra work into his well constructed routine isn't something he would like to do and yet, when he sees you struggle to keep up with yours, that changes.

seeing you throw away your potential.. something about it annoys him enough to act on his thoughts. he offers to help. even if it's told in a rather blunt way and he says that you're making it worse for you and your future, his actions are still careful and accomodating.

he takes into account your learning styles and how you work, knowing what exactly motivates you after observing you for so long.

dragging you along with him everytime he needs to get something from the house of daena, quizzing you on what you learnt out of the blue to test you before correcting your answers and explaining the concept instead of chiding you on getting things wrong. he even goes so far as to have you stay in his office, making you study beside him as he works so you don't get distracted as easily.

his care and efforts are rewarded when you return the next week with a highly graded project along with your beaming smile.

after reading over it, he simply points out the places you can improve, it's good to know what you can do better after all. before you can say anything in return out of annoyance, he gives a small smile and mentioning that you've improved a lot. he expects you to keep it up and he'll be by your side as you keep on growing.

[marshallseos]

date idea: bleed all over a guy's lap while he purses his lips disapprovingly into the middle distance