remembering cold kisses and wanting to make a fic about y/n being a hockey player with someone who hates the cold and they learn to love it just so they can love y/n
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Hey can I just fuel our righteous anger a little bit more about Sweden winning ESC because of the jury?
Have you guys wondered why Tattoo by Loreen sounds like she hasn’t updated her music since 2012 when she won? That’s because she FUCKING PLAGIARIZED A SONG FROM 2007!
Please my friends do google V Plenu by Mika Newton, give it a listen and then get back to me because this shit? Pisses me off REAL BAD
Poor fucking Käärijä man, robbed by someone that originality wise had NOTHING.
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I added a few notes to one of my WIPs late last night and went back to review them just now. Not entirely sure where exactly half-asleep Peaches was going with this, but I think I can fill in the blanks pretty easily. 😂
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everymanhybrid really is the most doomed yaoi. you fall in love with your best friend even though he is always going to lead you to your death. of course, you don’t know this but even as things get worse you continue to have a sick obsession with him. in your final moments, you drag your body to die next to him. you never told him that you loved him.
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i am having. thoughts about the dnd campaign im currently in asdfgklkl to be fair i am always having thoughts but today i will be standing on my soapbox to shout about them because im feeling silly✨
ever since i was a kid i always wanted to tell stories. and i dont think thats a strange experience, especially not on this hellsite, but weirdly enough i always found the most joy telling those stories with other people. here’s the thing about that- working with other people on creative stuff is hard. everyone brings their own thoughts and finding a way for everything to gel, much less to feel earning and cohesive and alive is genuinely SO hard. i spent so much time searching for the perfect medium to do it in, the perfect story to tell, but inevitably it always sort of fell apart.
so when i first agreed to join this campaign, i think the thing that struck me the most about it was how much it felt like i was a kid again, telling stories and riffing off each other’s ideas to make some intricate, meaningful whole. i felt it when i was listening to my party members talk about their characters, and then weeks later meeting them in-session for the first time and getting to feel out dynamics; i felt it from the first descriptions of the world we were given, people and placed that were both novel and exciting but also oddly familiar— some of my favourite memories come from a new npc being introduced and someone letting out a knowing gasp and having that “oh shit, i know this person” moment.
i felt it when my dm came up and asked me before the campaign, out of curiosity, what storytelling tropes i would want to see- and then months later i was getting emotionally sucker-punched by a full “dimension 20 Nightmare Forest” moment. i felt it from the first moment i pitched my character and my dm went “i know exactly what to do with him” with such assurance, and even months later im still receiving incredibly potent character insights and in-session payoffs, and having a person I made and put insane amounts of love and care into just be able to exist and be treated with dignity within this world that i’ve grown to see as a living, breathing thing in return. and not for lack of trying, i’ve been lucky enough to find a world that is INSANELY easy to immerse myself in because there’s so much passion put into every nook and cranny that it feels like a place I’ve always known, so. hell yeah for that!
there is a saying that goes ‘in order to receive the rewards of being loved you must undergo the mortifying ordeal of being known’, and sometimes i feel as if collaborative storytelling, dnd— and call it recency bias, but specifically this campaign— is the closest thing i have ever received to true, unfettered love. i think love, to me, has always come from the act of creation. in shared storytelling, in recognising of the heart and soul placed within each narrative choice, in making each other laugh and cry and think and feel. in listening, and understanding, and knowing, and responding. in the ways which that transforms and validates you. in telling a good fucking story.
i am standing on this proverbial soap box, and in this moment i am extending this point to anyone who has ever cared about me enough to create something with me; to my party members, and most of all my wonderful, illustrious dm.
i love you too.
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