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Where have I been?
Not entirely sure who'll care what I have to say, but I'm gonna say it anyways just like with the Skydoesminecraft situation. I will not be writing for Minecraft youtubers anymore, save for the Hermitcraft community. They seem to be the only ones that I watch that are consistently good creators. Unfortunately, I will not be writing for anything dsmp related, even though I'd stopped a while ago. Trying to write any of the remaining ideas I had concerning Techno is just too painful still, and I don't know if it'll ever stop being painful. And with the allegations that came out against Wilbur and most recently George, I don't feel comfortable engaging with their content/the streamers who are still friends with them. This extends to all of the "dream team" and the band Lovejoy, seeing as they have yet to make a public statement, at least that I'd seen.
All that said, what will my content look like seeing as I haven't posted in at least a year? Well, there's going to be some changes. I've grown out of fandoms, and into new ones in the last year. I got really into the Modern Warfare series and Call of Duty: Ghosts throughout last year, so some of those guys and girls might make an appearance on my page occasionally. Hermitcraft might also make an appearance, with the fics being in the same style as the other hermit fic I'd posted. Outside of that, I can't give an exact list anymore because I haven't felt truly interested in anything. I'd lost the ability to enjoy all the things I used to enjoy as I got further into my depression, and it all culminated in my making a few drastic changes in May of last year. I left my job and got a better paying one working overnights because I would cry going home at just how awful my days were and how poorly treated I'd been for the 4 years I worked there. I made a bunch of new friends online and got into some niche internet drama outside of Tumblr that I might share my side of in the next few months- not to drag up old fights, but to warn people who might be thinking of or currently watch a certain TikTok creator. I'm about to DM my first D&D campaign with some of my new friends and I'm very excited about it because I've spent more than 7 months planning and creating it.
But most importantly, in my time away I realized a lot. I've been dealing with major writers block for more than a year because every time I tried to write I compared myself to the other writers I follow on here. Specifically in the modern warfare community. I had so many ideas for fics, but every time I sat down to write them they wouldn't come out as good as I wanted them, or it wasn't up to the standard that I was trying to meet because I thought that no one would read it if I didn't meet that. Even now, just venting, I'm worried about how many likes and how much engagement this post will get and that's such an awful mentality to have. I used to love writing, and I still do. But I've learned to accept that it's okay to be at a different level of writing than the others on here, and that I shouldn't stop just because my characterization sucks or sometimes the plot is a little rocky. I shouldn't be worried about all of that, because writing fanfiction started as me writing for myself. It all started, way back when I was a young teenager, making a Wattpad account and writing my first fic, which I believe was a purge fanfiction with Skydoesminecraft and the rest of Sky Media. I'm 21 now, and I can definitely say I've improved, but I'm tired of trying to base my improvement on how good everyone else is. I'm tired of being depressed about how other writers make it look so easy to just have these great, cinematic moments in their fics with wonderful lines that stick with you after you finish reading them.
So, back to the question. What will my content look like? It'll look like whatever I want it to look like. I'm going to write for who I want, when I want. If that means posting 20 batman fanfics in a row, and then making a complete 180 to Hermitcraft or Criminal Minds or even House, then so be it. But I'm going to be doing it for me, and not for how many likes and followers a particular character or fandom will get me.
If you read all this, thank you. I really do appreciate everyone who's ever engaged with my stuff on this site, it truly does mean the world to me.
(Also, quick aside. If you're from the HermitCraft fandom and you write weird nsfw with them, for the love of god block me now. I saw a fic where Grian rapes Docm, and I'm never going to be able to unsee it thanks to it not being tagged right. They are all real, grown people with families. What the fuck.)
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elizabethisnotcool · 2 years
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here’s how i like to think of the amphibia ending:
i had this friend in middle school who i used to call my BEST friend. we were so sure nothing could rip us apart, and when people told us high school would change our dynamic, we ignored them. we were best friends. nothing could change that. not even high school.
the inevitable likes to happen anyways, though.
we grew apart. we didn’t have the same classes. we didn’t find ourselves in the same people anymore. i was weirder than her and she was more basic than me. it wasn’t a problem at all, just the cause for our drift.
but i never stopped loving her. i never stopped talking to her. we’d pass in the hallways and i’d always utter her name with a smile and squeeze her arm. we didn’t just forget what we had.
we made something new.
while that something new was nothing like our thirteen-year-old selves wanted, it was our something. it was what connected us against all odds. it was ours.
sasha and anne made something new. they made something completely their own, where they didnt forget about their past, but acknowledged it to have what they did in high school.
they saw each other in the hallways and spewed an inside joke. they sat together in the cafeteria when there was no where else to sit. they saw each other at parties and made fun of each other’s dancing. when they had the same classes they sat next to each other and acted as if no time had passed.
mr and mrs boonchuy didn’t exactly see sasha at their house anymore, but anne never stopped being friends with her.
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lizzy-mayhem-179 · 1 year
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I’m thinking about making a purchase….for myself….for once…..
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petit-chaton · 2 years
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My friend and I both love Miraculous, and we always say that she’s Chat and I’m Ladybug (although tbh it would probably be the other way around XD) but anyway I got these for us because we’re going to prom together (platonically lol)
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The cat charm was the only one I could find, and it was super small which stinks but oh well. It was silver originally so I painted it black and gave it green eyes! :)
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skyward-children · 2 years
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So my brother started playing Skyward Sword for the first time today. So here are some funny parts
Please keep in mind he is not a child. He is 22
“I don’t know what I’m doing!!”
*tries to climb up the wall in knight academy*
“Ooo pots!!” *tries desperately to throw them and sets them down instead*
“Oh it’s the blue water lady!”
*discovers how to look around and spends a full minute staring at Instructor Owlan*
*at the wing ceremony ritual* there’s gonna be a kiss isn’t there *much eye rolling*
*sees Groose* “why are his lips yellow”
“AAAAH SCARY MONSTERS”
*attempts to remove books from a shelf* “you can’t read them?? Boring”
*waves wiimote with ferocity and fails to hit anything with his sword*
*completely misses the point of landing in the circle after the ritual and lands yards away from it*
“What happens if I don’t whistle for my bird?” (Me: “you die.”) “oh ok.” *doesn’t whistle for his bird*
*impales Pipit numerous times with his sword” “oh….you can’t kill them….”
*falls off of Skyloft more times than can be counted*
Me: “watch out for the waterfall!” Him: *goes over the waterfall*
*after talking to Kukiel* “that child is useless”
“When do I get the cap and tunic thingy??”
“THERES A THING CAN I GO IN IT”
*throws barrels for fun while giggling*
*jumps off Skyloft at night and dies* Him: “I wanna call my bird!!” Me: “you can’t fly at night” Him: “But I want to” Me: “but you can’t” Him: “BUT I WANT TO”
*purposefully runs Link in circles to make his stamina run out, while grinning maniacally*
*gets a Stamina fruit* “YAAAY I GOT SOMETHING”
*slashes desperately at the logs in the sparring hall and doesn’t cut them*
“THIS GAME IS INFURIATING”
*throws a pot at Henya*
“Link you are completely useless”
*examines a locked door repeatedly*
“WHERE AM I GOING”
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katebishopofearth · 1 year
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boxier and girl in red are two ends of a spectrum but i don’t know of what
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girls in their rooms
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fantasykiri5 · 5 months
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I’m a little sick of how Lizzie’s death is just being made about Jimmy and the canary curse now so.
How about writing about how it was a freak accident. How much more tragic it was that it was in fact an accident.
She wasn’t expecting it. Nobody else was expecting it. Half the server laughed. Some of them died not 10 minutes later. I’d like to think she got to laugh at them in whatever afterlife they’re stuck in till the end. Or cuss them out a bit. Or both.
She didn’t have any allies. A couple shaky truces, but no real allies. She didn’t get to take revenge on Scar (for the many, many, times he wronged her.) or anyone else really.
She died without turning in her second red task. She’d completed it. She wanted to take out Scott before she turned it in. She died.
Scott was this close to falling off the ledge after her first couple hits. His feet were practically off the edge. If you think hard enough about it you can see the pebbles and dust crumble away as he dances the edge of the cliff, just pixels away from her completing what she set out to do. Something she set out to do largely for fun. It wasn’t in her task to hurt Scott. Scott brought gifts to her party after showing up late, he wronged her but there were many who wronged her tenfold. She was going to kill Scott because her husband asked, and she’d just hit him over the head with rocks so she might as well. She kept doing it for fun. She was red. She might as well. Maybe everyone who didn’t come to her party would fear her a little then.
Maybe you should write about how Lizzie lived in a pumpkin house, had a whole pumpkin patch, was one of the two people who found the pumpkins first with gem, and all it would have taken for her to not die there would have been to wear one?
Maybe you should write about how if she’d looked just a fraction to the left or right she wouldn’t have looked at the enderman? How if she had reacted with the enderpearl a few seconds earlier she could have made it back up? How she only thought to throw it because she started taking damage as she sunk into the bottom of the void? How the only reason she didn’t was because she wasn’t expecting it?
Maybe you should write about how she wasn’t expecting it.
Lizzie wasn’t expecting it.
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Person: so you like writing?
Writer: yes!!
Writer: well, except for coming up with ideas. It’s the worst
Writer: oh, and rough drafts. Putting your thoughts on paper?? AWFUL, 0/10 would not recommend
Writer: ugh, and editing is horrible. Making your writing look nice? I don’t think so
Person: so… you don’t like writing
Writer: ?? what makes you think that
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marsamoo · 5 months
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Lizzie’s death was not about her.
It was about the man she failed to kill. The assassin’s target, not hers. The man who caught himself from the edge and refused to give up without a fight.
It was about the man who was meant to die. The herald of the apocalypse. Canary call, first to fall. Not this time. They say that she did it for him. It’s a lie.
It was about the people who celebrated. They laughed when she died. They cheered. They sung and danced and thanked the heavens it was not him. They will forget her soon, just like they forgot her party.
It was about the man who will ‘avenge’ her. Her husband, her lover. The only one who showed up. No one listened, but fear not! He will save her! Him, in the throws of grief, will overcome her death, HER. DEATH. HE will be fine.
It was about the men who killed her last time. The star-crossed lovers separated by lives. A promise, a pact, sealed by her death. A sacrifice she didn’t get to make, a choice that wasn’t hers. All in vain, because they died before the pact was fulfilled. A tragedy - their love, I mean. Not her death.
Him and him and them and him and them. Over and over again, her death was an accident, but it was not hers. Never hers.
When will it be her turn?
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elizabethisnotcool · 2 years
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Please write more Sashanne I'm begging you. Your fanfics are SO good oh my god what the fuck I CAN FEEL THE GAY WITH EACH WORD. I just LOVE the way you write Sasha. Like ??? She's just an emotional mess I love it
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oh my god- people like my sashanne stuff that much???!!?? melting 🫠🫠
YES OFC I WILL WRITE MORE!!! :))))))
“i can feel the gay through every word” my one life goal has been completed guys bye-
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lizzy-mayhem-179 · 11 months
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I have FINALS tomorrow and I’ve only studied for ONE of them because I care more about it and also because I can’t be fucked to study for the other one. If you’re seeing this, no you’re not
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gg-is-a-loser · 4 months
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skyward-children · 2 years
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I was writing a fic based off of the "you! the adorable boy with the golden hair!" line that Luv says in the bazaar and it quickly turned into a crackfic about Link discovering caffeine
help 💀💀💀
Edit: you can now find it here. It’s not that insane cause I was tired but it’s still weird lol 😌
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mileymint · 28 days
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Prepare for trouble
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