It's Giving Princess Celestia

john carpenter’s the thing is a movie about how the hyperindividualism and lack of emotional intimacy between men (specifically men in the united states military) immediately crystallizes into distrust and alienation in crisis. how kurt russel with an absurd callsign name and the goofiest hugest cowboy hat imaginable is the Man, running the whole show and managing the crisis until he fails because when faced with having to truly understand and connect with his last remaining ally he can’t, because all he knows how to do is sit in the snow and die next to him. It is a movie about losing control over your own body in the most horrific way possible. It is a movie about cold war paranoia and fear of bloodborne pathogens. It is a movie about how dread is an incredible force and even so sometimes what you CAN see is worse than what you can imagine. It is a movie about how the scariest thing men can conceive of is something that looks exactly like a man and acts exactly like a man but yet on some fundamental level…isn’t. It is a movie, as one of my eleventh graders pointed out this week, about “playing among us in real life.” but most importantly, john carpenter’s the thing is a movie about a dogy who is my friend and wants to become me :)

obviously i’m the one choosing for her to do this but at some point shadowheart casting guidance every time you speak to somebody displays a quite funny lack of confidence

[about my own oc, who i created] in theory its possible she would say that, but we just dont know for sure

tinnitus is so stupid. what u mean eeeEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeEeeee!!!!!!!!! like girl shut up.

having depression makes your friends seem like the coolest most put together people on earth like wow... you got out of bed, had breakfast, went to work, AND spent some time on a hobby when you got home....? that's so impressive you're like superman or something. can i borrow your power.

I'm sorry but I have one draft that I never finished but I laugh every time I see it

Love love love characters that present themselves as emotionally open social butterflies but the more you see of them the more obvious it is that they’re the most closed off fuckers in the story. Sure, they want to help you with your personal problems and messy emotions, but if you turn that shit back on them, they’ll shut down or deflect every time. Why are you sticking your nose in their business anyway? It’s not like it matters. They’re not a person, they’re just a role being played. They’re the guy who fixes things and saves people. Please ignore the man behind the mask, he’s fine. Everything’s fine.

Surprise! You thought you were getting one chapter today, but you're actually getting three!

(As in, one for Wings Outstretched and two otherwise unwritten moments from act 1 that I did here -)

Hehehe I wrote so much.

And we’re off! Next story is up on AO3, and updates should come at least once every ten days as with previous (I just realised I’m working off a tenday-based schedule, this was not intentional), and I will try to post here in case of a delay.

Chapter 12 - Bad People! (I did consider naming it Good People to fit the apparent running theme of hilariously optimistic chapter titles I've had recently but no)

One day late, I forgot to say yesterday - whoops - but, fun fact, today is the one year anniversary of me posting the first chapter of More Graves to Dig, how wild is that? Feels crazy to think it's been that long already.

And we’re off! Next story is up on AO3, and updates should come at least once every ten days as with previous (I just realised I’m working off a tenday-based schedule, this was not intentional), and I will try to post here in case of a delay.

as an optimist i dream of a beautiful world where people are fucking normal about aromanticism