#things i want to write

[hisbucky]

Eddie: Morning, sergeant. I'd like to request a few days off. There's a personal conflict I need to resolve. Athena: Does this conflict have to do with you eyeing my eldest son at my barbeque party the whole evening yesterday? Eddie: ...I have the right to remain silent. Athena, eyeroll: Unpaid. Two days. He works at the Children's Hospital, and he doesn't like roses.

#another life!au #au #eddie is an officer #buck is a doctor for kids #buddie #911 show #911 on abc #eddie diaz #athena grant #matchmaker athena #dating the coach's kid #things i want to write #incorrect 911 quotes #incorrect quotes

[temporary-enthusiasm]

I love fics where Connor and Nines are friends, that’s a lot of fun and a really cool dynamic. But I want it to take work to get there. Nines was literally created to replace him, there is no was Connor doesn’t have some feelings about that, even if he knows they’re not logical.

Imagine Hank trying to be friends with Nines. He doesn’t care that Connor keeps telling him androids don’t have families, he still sees Nines as Con’s brother. He’s also just trying to make up for how shitty he was to Connor when he first met him. And Connor trying so hard to keep himself together and not let it get to him because Hank is working on himself. Hank is being nice, it’s supposed to be sweet! But he can’t stop the uncomfortable feeling from twisting in his stomach when he sees them together working on something without him. He feels sick. He tries to burry the feeling away and not say anything. Hank’s not dumb though, he knows something is wrong, Connor’s being too quiet and has avoided looking at him all night. He finally pushes Connor to tell him. Connor would resist at first, he knows what he’s feeling is irrational but eventually the words all just come tumbling out. He was built to replace me. You’re going to replace me.

#things I want to write #detroit become human #DBH #Hankcon #Honestly my BPD has been really bad lately after a long period of being pretty mellow #and therepy is expensive #so I’m coping by projecting all my bs onto fictional characters

[justporo]

Astarion want-to-writes

I remember I wanted to tell you guys a bit about some stories and ideas I would really really like to write or am currently working on.

I hope motivation and creativity keeps me going but of course I have no honest idea of how much of these I'll actually be able to write...

"A Night of Fake Smiles and Hidden Lies"

is of course project #1 at the moment. I have four chapters written already and we're starting to get to the plot (I hope) - Part 1 coming tonight! This is also the only project with a concrete timeline.

All your sweet requests

I basically receive incredible prompts on the daily atm. I pretty much think about all of those, some have me thinking for quite some time, some immediately strike me with a scene - all are incredible. So I go with the flow and the mood to write these wonderful little moments.

"Stars that collide" (WIP title)

This is an announcement of sorts. I've been hit with inspiration to get to work on something less stringent and more episodic with ascended Astarion and Tav ten years after they parted ways and the vampire lord Astarion decides to drop into Tav's life again. This will probably more be like something where I'll drop a chapter when I feel like continuing.

"Day Break" (WIP title)

I want to write Astarion and Tav going on a journey to try and find a cure for the vampire. This... if I get to do this I would like to take this up as a novel-length project.

"A Night of..." (Christmas edition)

Another one of those for the winter time because I love christmas. In that I would like to include a reunion with the other companions.

"The Push and the Pull"

A one-shot were Tav confesses to Astarion that she feels guilty for sleeping with him after he has confessed his feelings and the two of them are trying to maneuver this (for them both) new experience.

"Castles tumbling down"

A one-shot for the immediate moments and time after Astarion has killed Cazador and everything is just pain - but Tav's there, a silver slither of light slowly grabbing for him (maybe like a prologue to "Day

#astarion #astarion x tav #baldurs gate #baldurs gate 3 #baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate iii #astarion x reader #astarion x mc #baldurs gate astarion #astarion x oc #astarion x you #fanfic #fanfiction #astarion ancunin #bg3 spoilers #a night of fake smiles and hidden lies #things I want to write #poro writes #poro rambles

[redstarfish-art]

Something has just occurred to me.

1. Jason’s biological mother was working in a medical base in the middle of a random patch of desert in Ethiopia. 2. The League of Shadows’ main base is on a random patch of desert somewhere (when it’s not in the mountains or Tibet). 3. Tim’s parents go on obscure archaeological digs in random patches of desert.

O_O

Conclusion: I need to write this AU.

#no but all the possbilities #can you imagine Jason Tim and Damian all meeting as kids #I mean I'll have to shrink their age gaps a little (or a lot) but canon has already done that anyway #fic ideas #things I want to write #will I actually write this? #I have no idea #Jason Todd #Damian Wayne #Tim Drake #Batfam #would they even be Batfam without Batman? #Should I include Batman? #He WOULD be at the LoS main base... #(not me trying to see if I can incorporate Dick's travelling circus as part of the plot omg) #it all works #I have a story now

[alonelyturtle]

Another Thing I Don’t Have Time to Write …

But wished I did:

“Uh, General?”

“Yeah?

“Who’s the youngling?”

The five year old clung tighter to Anakin’s leg. His face stayed firmly pressed against the side of his boot.

“No idea, Rex.” Anakin bent low with difficulty; the child’s fingers dug tighter into his muscles. He refused to let go. “Hey there little guy,” the Jedi started, speaking to the boy as he moved. The shaggy haired toddler moved his head minutely, for only the briefest of seconds, but it was enough for Anakin to realize his fear. Utter terror etched itself across his face. “I, uh, I’m not gonna hurt you.”

“Where did he come from?” One of the clones whispered. Anakin glanced up again, finally noticing the crowd that gathered around him and Rex. Too many for the frightened boy to handle. His overwhelmed emotions poured into the Force, cascading over each other like the waterfalls on Naboo.

“It’s okay,” Anakin reassured the child again, eyes falling back on the terrified boy once more. “No one’s going to hurt you.”

“Troopers,” he whispered, unable to look away from the Jedi.“They will hurt me. And you too. Need to leave. Need to get out.”

Anakin reached for the boy’s golden blonde hair, smoothing it away from his face. A small comfort to alleviate the terrors flowing through his mind. Whatever he considered the clones, it was much worse than he knew his soldiers to be. “It’s okay. You’re safe. No one is going to hurt you.”

“Troopers always hurt people. Not safe. Need to leave.”

The Jedi looked around. None of his men held their blasters, none of them stood poised ready to kill. Battle was far away and far from their minds. This was meant to be a time to respite, to relax away from the horrors of the war. Two days of blissful relaxation before returning to wage another siege against a Separatist planet. None of them were going to hurt anyone under his watch, especially not a frightened child who appeared as if from thin air. The field they’d set up camp in was at least 20 kilometers from the nearest city.

But the boy ran right for Anakin. He’d latched onto his leg fifteen minutes and had yet to let go.

“Why don’t I send the clones away? Will that be better?”

“Uh huh,” the child replied weakly, letting one hand of his viselike grip go to reach for Anakin’s hand.

“Right.” The Jedi caught his captain’s attention. “Can we clear out the boys?”

“Of course, General. Let’s go men. Find something else to bother about instead.”

Something else that’s been casually sitting on the drive in a document I barely ever open, but I should. A little plotless bunny hopping around the back of my mind that will unfortunately stay as is: unfinished and woefully unpolished. I wish I had the time and energy to expand; alas, it just won’t be happening.

#things I want to write #things I won’t be writing #fanfiction #Star Wars fanfic #anidala #luke and anakin #father-son bonding but neither of them really know that #anakin x padme #ao3 author #bad writer over here #literally haven’t written anything #nor have I actually updated anything

[baroksfacescar]

Finally have some free time for the first time in quite a while and I can’t decide which writing project to work on haha

#I have things to edit #Things I want to write #ahhh decisions

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

#yeehaw #1k #5k #10k #posts that got cursed. blasted. im making these tag updates after... 19 hours? #also i have been told it should say speech loss bc nonverbal specifically refers to the permanent state. did not know that! #unfortunately i fear it is so far past containment that even if i edited it now it would do very little. but noted for future reference #edit 2: nvm enough ppl have come to rb it from me directly that i changed the wording a bit. hopefully this makes sense #also. in case anyone is curious. though i doubt anyone who is commenting these things will check the original tags #1) my friend did not do this on purpose in any way. it was not intended to distract me or to hit on me. im a lesbian hes a gay man. cmon now #he felt very bad about it afterwards. i thought it was hilarious but it was very embarrassed and apologetic #2) “why didn't he use 🫵🏼?” didn't exist yet. “why didn't he use 🆗?” dunno! we'd been using a lot of hand emojis. 👌🏼 is an ok sign #like it makes sense. it was just a silly mixup. also No i did not invent 👉🏼👌🏼 as a gesture meaning sex. do you live under a rock #3) nonspeaking episodes are a recurring thing in my life and have been since i was born. this is not a quirky one-time thing #it is a pervasive issue that is very frustrating to both myself and the people i am trying to communicate with. in which trying to speak is #extremely distressing and causes very genuine anguish. this post is not me making light of it it's just a funny thing that happened once #it's no different than if i post about a funny thing that happened in conjunction w a physical disability. it's just me talking abt my life #i don't mind character tags tho. those can be entertaining. i don't know what any of you are talking about #Except the ppl who have said this is pego/ryu or wang/xian. those people i understand and respect #if you use it as a writing prompt that's fine but send it to me. i want to see it #aaaand i think that's it. everyday im tempted to turn off rbs on it. it hasn't even been a week

[inkskinned]

because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.

you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.

you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.

don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.

if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.

you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:

how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!

aren't you happy yet?

#almost wrote the champagne line as ''effervescent'' but legit could not write it without saying ''effervescent like a snail'' #ah tumblr... #writeblr #warm up #idk . having trouble writing rn #ps i don't like to talk about it . it is my medical information. but before you ask. yes this is about being on the spectrum #i really don't like when ppl make my writing about how im [whatever ID]. i want it to ring true for the people who it rings true for #i don't want it to be like ''awwwww look at this person!!! she's the EXCEPTION!!! :)" ..... #no.... not really..... #idk something gross happens whenever i admit to certain conditions and i turn into like inspiration p*rnography #like yes they actually let us use keyboards these days #furthermore i just... dont feel comfortable talking about this part of me. i had too bad of a childhood. adhd is one thing... #this one im like. still coming to terms with. which is like. my own journey. #idk. just please be kind. some things are more private than others. this one feels private to me. #i do not know how to help others w/this . and i do not know how to help myself. i will talk about it if im ever ready. idk if that will #actually ever happen #ty in advance i love u im kissing you we are kissing somewhere on the spectrum

[lazylittledragon]

made a sticker for anyone to slap onto their work if they need to

#ramble #i've only interacted with tiktok via osmosis #but something is eating their brain matter and it makes me sad #it's fine if you only want to read light things (all power to you) but don't whine at me because i write about bad people sometimes #i'm so tired

[thea-herondale]

you had made it quite obvious you thought i didn't have feelings for you, what you didn't know is that whenever you stole a glance at me in the classroom, i had already stolen two.

#short love stories #quotes #poem #things i want to write #hidden love #admiring #secret crushes #yall idk what this is

[blinkpen]

what if i decided i'm straight up not posting any new art publicly until that family's GFM in my pinned is at least Halfway to its goal

(even half my followers donating 5 bucks each would do that btw)

#i dont know them i just want to focus efforts and secure at least one 'at least this fam conclusively got help' i want to do SOMETHING OK?? #extrwemely time senstiive GFMs that linger in limbo eternally are heartbreaking #i might post writing and reblog pre-posted things so the blogs not dead but mmmmmm

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

woke up and someone spilled vanilla extract all over my dash, so as punishment you strange little beasties are getting all the VANILLA FACTS i know:

vanilla is the 2nd most expensive spice in the world (2nd to saffron)

which is why more than 99% of what we call "vanilla extract" is actually vanillin (vanilla's dominant flavor compound) and is not extracted from real vanilla.

luckily, even professionals struggle to tell the difference when it comes to things like baked goods. but there is a distinct difference in non-heat treated products like vanilla ice cream. real vanilla has a more complex, individualized flavor profile.

why is vanilla so expensive? because it is a ridiculously delicate & demanding crop. complete primadonna.

vanilla beans come from vanilla orchids. these crazy flowers bloom for A SINGLE DAY and have to be HAND-POLLINATED in a process that is exhausting, delicate, and requires specialist knowledge passed down over generations.

then, if you're lucky, you get vanilla beans.

which then require months of further specialized treatment.

the entire process takes about a year and can go wrong at any stage

vanilla has been cultivated for over 800 years (possibly much longer). the first known cultivators are the Totonac, an indigenous people of Mexico.

the Aztecs used it as a sweetener to balance out the bitter taste of cocoa. it was popular in a drink called xocolatl--the precursor to modern hot chocolate!

it is only pollinated by a very specific orchid bee!!!

which is why no fruit could be grown outside of Mexico until the 1800s

Edmond Albius, born into slavery, invented the pollination method we still use today--launching a global industry when he was just 12 years old.

today, the majority of the world's vanilla is grown in Madagascar

if you want real vanilla, read the labels carefully--it's harder to find than you think!

in conclusion, those tiny black specks you see in fancy vanilla ice cream? those are vanilla bean seeds! itty bitty orchid seeds!!! they are delicious and also a PRISSY BITCH!

(src)

#Vanilla Extract #i open the tumblr app and immediately my nostrils are invaded by the overwhelming stench of vanilla #also if you want real vanilla extract at a discount: check out stores like HomeGoods TJMaxx Marshalls etc #the foodstuffs section tends to have fancy nonperishables for much cheaper than upscale grocery stores #you can get things like saffron truffles fancy oils at surprising prices #still expensive but like. 50% cheaper #or just shoplift if that's your thing i won't tell you how to live your life #did i just spend an hour writing this? yes. why did i do that? i don't KNOW

[patchworks-in-progress]

What do you mean I have "assignmence". I want to CREATE

#I HAVE CHARACTERS I WANT TO DRAW YOU KNOW #THINGS I WANT TO WRITE

[bahoreal]

kids these days who are fans of fall out boy and can just read the lyrics on spotify or whatever. do you know how lucky you are. when i was a lad you listened to an illegally burnt cd, heard a nonsensical string of syllables, and listened to it 100 times until you thought you know what was said. and then you got ahold of an album sleeve with lyrics and read the lyrics. and realise you were absolutely nowhere close.

#fall out boy #'the friction in your jeans' when i read those were the lyrics i wanted to throw things #thats not what he said but for me mishearing lyrics #that's not what i heard !!!! #fob write gorgeous lyrics. not that i know wtf theyre saying

[bulkhummus]

calling that word document a draft by the way im dodging it haha

#I dont want to write things or use my brain

[homoqueerjewhobbit]

Reading fetish erotica with absolutely pristine and morally upright consent and neat and tidy safer sex practices is like watching a Fast and Furious movie where they stop at every stop sign and signal for every lane change and always obey the speed limit.

#I do those things in real life #I want to read a story about some fucked up shit going down #Thx mate #post o' mine #writing