Latest Posts by beatrixmia - Page 6
bitch went somewhere with lucy and dont give a shit about me
fury and rage and fury and rage and
I made the snow go away for a minute so they could go on a date!!!!!!!
bendy and the dark revival spoilers
so this is how the scene went right
I felt uncomfortable with Wilson calling the protagonist darling every sentence, but Alice Angel can call me honey and baby whenever she wants 😳😳
bendy brainrot
16 for the spotify thing!! also so sorry you got covid! sending warm wishes to you ❤️
Hello! And no worries! I'm cruising along. :)
My 16th song is Michelle by Sir Chloe.
Annnnd I also opened up my ask box. I forgot to open that, ahaha. Thank you to the person who brought this to my attention! :)
SSO Introduction.
Hello, SSOblr! How are y'all feeling? :)))
I've been a player since 2016, or 2017? Eh, I've been playing for a while! My favorite Soul Rider is Linda Chanda (though I love them all). My favorite Dark Rider is probably Sabine, or Katja? The others are very cool but I like them a little more (whoops)! Having a favorite NPC is hard but if I were to choose, it would probably be Madison! (Rania is a runner-up.)
I play on Pumpkin Meadow and my user is Mandy Pixieheart.
So far, I find everyone in this community to be very creative and their ideas and OC's are just wonderful!
I wish you all a happy December! XO <3
(BTW, my account is mostly going to not have a lot of content. I'm in multiple fandoms lol.)
Got hit with the COVID. 😱
Pros: No school. 😈
Cons: I feel absolutely gross. 😔
PLEASE wear a mask if you feel unwell!
spotify wrapped is HERE! send me a number 1-100 and i'll tell you the song it corresponds with on my top 100 playlist!
good things to pay attention to more often
the color of trees
clouds and how they look different throughout the day
the different colors the mornings can have. sometimes it's an orange hue and sometimes pink and sometimes it's too misty to tell
pretty color schemes in random places (the trees and your neighbors wooden patio and the color of their car)
the states of the vehicles passing you by, dents and scratches and the different trinkets suspended from their rearview mirrors
the sound of silence
the shadows the lights cast in your home, like how sunset looks different than sunrise, and the shadows the sun casts look different than those of your lamps and candles
pretty details in buildings and houses like certain types of windows or doorknobs or archways
the movement of things in the wind. flags, leaves, flowers, people's hair and coats
treat yourself with gentle understanding, with patience, with care. acknowledge that you are human, flawed, deserving of your own love.
Just a message to all my fellow writers:
You're all doing amazing whether you write a lot or not, your mind is such a beautiful and equally horrifying place, the stories and characters inside it are so fucking interesting. We NEED you and your story, we need you because every story makes the world a little brighter. Please keep up the daydreaming, the scribbling in notebooks, the hours and hours of reading, the endless talks with yourself. Your fantasy is like not other, so don't even think about giving up. No story can give an unnamed feeling, an unspoken atmosphere like yours does, and as long there's just a thought of it in your mind, a slight spark of it, it lives somewhere, it waits for you. You will leave a mark here since you're creating, endlessly and effortlessly, passionately and even with all the beautiful doubts in your mind, you don't stop. It makes you human, and oh, all the pain and the love can be beautiful, you know that. Keep it up. Keep writing.
Somethings never change.
you know that expression, "dance like no one is watching you?"
try writing like no one is going to read it
it's easier to let yourself go and just enjoy the process of creation when you aren't also playing 6 dimensional chess with your insecurities and anxieties
write because you have fun writing and if you never post it anywhere that's totally fine because you enjoyed your time with the process
I have loved everyone I have ever met, in all the small, slight ways they exist. You are more noticed than you know.