Do you ever like physically feel yourself pass your mental breaking point and then all you can think is “oh these next few days are going to be interesting”
Like you’re just sitting there silently and on the outside you seem fine and gathered but in your head you’re like “oh this is gonna hit me like a train any second”
Glad to see all 19k of us are clearly fine and okay
Me: “I can’t be autistic, I don’t have sensory issues.”
Also Me-
- The person who told me to try freezing grapes is my enemy.
- *Physically gagging from trying to eat a freeze dried strawberry*
- “I can’t sleep, my shirt is on.”
- This yogurt had pieces of fruit in it so I will let it spoil in the back of my fridge and die of starvation before I eat it.
- If anyone touches me right now I will become a safety hazard
- *Throwing myself off of furniture*
- Something is crinkling SOMEWHERE in the next room and if I don’t find it and destroy it I will never sleep again.
- This person’s headlights were too bright for 0.5 seconds and now I will have a migraine for the next 4 hours.
- My hands are wet MY HANDS ARE WET MAKE IT STOP
- What do you mean these clothes are dry? They’re clearly still damp, how do you not feel it? They’re still damp!
- These two rocks rubbed against each other and made a noise and I think I may have broken a tooth from clenching my jaw so hard
- If I am forced to wear jeans for more than 0.3 seconds upon entering my home I’m going to start crying
Feel free to add your own
Dracula (1931)
I want to see them grow old and happy together :,)
"SURVIVING"
Oh this isnt normal, huh
The French really don’t fuck around.
every conflict in the entirety of dragon ball z boiled down to one sentence:
Enough random notes that have a written story on them as environmental storytelling, explore the space, get crazier with it.
You move into a house and aw cute, it has the kids height on the walls but you notice there's a three foot difference in height between measurements, you check the date, they're a month apart. The final measurement is on the ceiling. It's dated two days ago.
You're part of a recovery team that have finally found a stranded ship, they were found too late and have all passed a long time ago. They all died of starvation. You enter their storeroom, it's filled with food. In the dining hall you find the tables laden with perfectly fine looking breads, cakes, cured meats, jams, candies. Your medic says all the people sitting at the table didn't eat a Thing.
You wake up in an apocalypse. You can't find anyone at all as you wander the streets but you do hear faint music playing from somewhere. You stumble into a supermarket, to see all the aisles still full, except for the shelf that was full of ear plugs, which look to be the only thing that was looted.
Like there's light, sound, props. Having a street where every house is decimated except for One. Landing on a planet known for having No Water and a plant is growing and you don't know where it could have possibly gotten moisture from but you can't find the citizens Anywhere.
I'm sorry, I'm just kinda over the "graffiti on the wall to show the bad guy is around". That's not environmental storytelling that's just normal story. Show me I'm in the villains territory by the rain suddenly cutting out above me as I'm driving, even though it's meant to be raining all night. I park the car and step out, and realise the constellations are Wrong, until I see they're Not constellations, they're the blinking lights of a massive ship-
I Will stop now because everytime I go to write a sentence it devolves into another prompt but I'm just saying we have a Lot of senses, engage them, show me the Environment in environmental storytelling.
Go for it, I've got too many plot bunnies just cluttering up the place, please take some
a comic about different types of storytellers
Surprise triplets 😂
I can’t decide what’s funnier, if this was a genuine candid photo of the father’s shock, or if he was an excellent sport and was like “hey folks, know what would be hilarious…”
“Yknow, Ted, the guys at the bar are gonna wanna know what it was.”
“Bring the photo! It’ll be funnier if you bring the photo.”
Story Time!
My father, who is an identical twin, has two older sisters who were also identical twins. My grandfather’s favourite way to tell the story was that in 1956 when he was awaiting the arrival of 🤷♀️ Child™️, the doctor (who, in the small town where we’re from, had delivered my aunts a few years earlier) came to the lounge, lit a cigarette and took a seat next to him.
“Clifford… how are ya?” the doctor greeted.
“I’m alright… yourself?”
“Good, good…good, so how many ya want this time?”
My grandfather, even in the retelling of the story heaved the most world weary sigh and said, “…how many ya got?”
are evil dragons really evil, or are they just vitamin D deficient?
Okay but honestly with the death of forums and blogs and Yahoo Answers. And the rise of discord. Reddit is the last refuge to get any kind of information about anything whatsoever.
"CURSE YOU CAT-KAROT!"
🌬️ perfume pngs!!
Aurora
Take a leap
I’m getting genuinely emotional y’all don’t understand how ISOLATING it can be when cultural dress for most other Asian countries are popular and represented and Filipino clothing barely is, LET ALONE PRE-COLONIAL?!
I- 🥹
I hope to find the time and energy to fulfil my dream of making the clothes and dressing like this
Quality of the source material is never an indicator of the quality of the fanfictions
