Ricky Writes - Tumblr Posts
Right now all I wish to do
Is whisper quiet “I love you”s
And see your smile in reply
When you say “I love you too”
Roses are white
Violets aren’t blue
Flower colors don’t matter
When my love is for you
The roses are fake
Plastic pieces we built
At least now we know
The petals won’t wilt
I’ll give you a cactus
Cuz flowers would die
You give it a name
To keep it alive
Roses have thorns
The cactus has spines
Do you want flowers?
Would you be mine?
Here’s a short very random story that I wrote a year or so ago to purposely fail, but ended up gettin an A with
Kinda long poem so it’s mostly under the cut
I took the fast train
And I rode it in style.
With the loot that I gained,
I’m not stayin’ for trial.
“Hands up!” Said a Stranger
Busting down the door.
I knew there was danger
When his boots hit the floor.
“Keep ‘em high, pretty eyes,”
Said the Stranger to me.
“There’s no reason to die,
I just want gold, you see.”
“Well stranger,” says I,
“I’m sorry to tell
I tossed mine all down
In the wishing well.”
“What did you wish for?”
The stranger asked me.
“I wished for a stranger,
So handsome to see.
“I wished for a stranger,
To take me away.
So now that you’re here,
No need to delay.
“I’m outside the law
And folks I have none.
It’s nice having comp’ny
When you’re on the run.”
“Come on.” Said the Stranger.
“I just want the pearls.
Not some idiot thief
With mud water curls.”
“Too bad.” Says I,
While drawing sidearm.
“I hoped this would end
With doing no harm.”
“What kinda jewels did
You toss in that well?”
The Stranger was planning.
He knew, I could tell.
“I guess that depends,”
I said with a wink,
“On what you say next.
Go on then: think.”
Continue the story?
Is it easier to be manipulated and know that it’s happening but still fall into the hole, or not know you’re being manipulated?
I wanna look like you
I wanna be cool like you
I change something about me
To remind myself of you
I cut my hair
I change my clothes
I pierce my ears
You help me grow
And with every new person
I change to look like
I find a new piece of me
That I can grow into
I don’t know if it’s healthy
To wish I looked like you
But I don’t think it matters
Because I’m finding me too
Y’all know the “tired adult somehow keeps adopting children”. I propose the opposite: “small child keeps adopting tired adults.”
Just, this one kid keeps collecting parental figures and by the end of the story has a whole army of tired protective adults that would do anything for this kid.
My favorite thing is when two characters are married in all but rings but don’t realize it. BUT THEY KNOW THEY LOVE EACH OTHER (that’s important. None of that endless pining shit. Please)
i had three fic ideas. wrote one. i still have three fic ideas. this is not how math is supposed to work.
It’s not always who gets the gold, it’s who makes an impact that stands out
-me a couple days ago
Me: creates a character for an original story I’m writing.
Also me: GIVE HIM ALL THE STUFF YOU HAVE. DUDE IM SORRY YOU NOW HAVE AUDITORY HALLUCINATIONS AND BOUTS OF DEREALIZATION. THIS STORY IS GONNA BE FUNNNN
The most frustrating thing is when you get an idea for something, but don’t have the skills to make the thing.
I have a really cool game idea, and I’ve mapped everything out, but I have no fucking clue how to code. My brother has coded before, but it’s gonna take forever to get to level we plan for this game. Forever is not a good amount of time for my stupid ADHD brain.
It’s sort of like the game of Life and the Sims but also a lesson in common courtesy cuz the complete disregard people have for that just grates on my nerves.
I have so many thoughts and entire timelines for this already ughhhh
Also just about every person in the game will be an actual other player cuz I think that would be cool.
Reblogged to help me word in general
some people think writers are so eloquent and good with words, but the reality is that we can sit there with our fingers on the keyboard going, “what’s the word for non-sunlight lighting? Like, fake lighting?” and for ten minutes, all our brain will supply is “unofficial”, and we know that’s not the right word, but it’s the only word we can come up with…until finally it’s like our face got smashed into a brick wall and we remember the word we want is “artificial”.
“They’ll never find the body” is a boring threat. Threaten that they’ll never stop finding the body
The Mask Collection
Ricky/The Masks: called as such due to sliding into place alongside the Main. Everyone treats the name Ricky as if it is the name of the ship (like calling us the crew of Ricky) and everyone will respond to said name.
🖤🎧Shawn (they/he): The Main/Base. The life of the ship a la TARDIS. 18+ and the doer of everyday things. #shawn says, shawn draws
🌻🎮 Ozzy (he/him): The Copilot. Usually the one in the chair. Protective, passionate. Enjoys being spooky and horror things. Will rp as The Author if asked. #oz talks (old sign off was 🌻🖋️)
🩺🥼Doc (he/him): Always at front during injuries and other emergencies, but usually chills nearby the rest of the time. Possibly the oldest. Parent vibes. Caretaker and Crisis Mode holder. #doc is in
🎙️🩸Iz/Host (he/they) The Observer. A real critical smartass when he actually talks. Dude calm down. Speaks for Artie. Is basically The Host and will also rp. #host speaks
🫥🎩Orro (any): The Detached. The most separated from reality. Was originally Show Mode before passing it on to Bo. Derealization holder. #orro speaks
🐇🎭Bo (they/them): The Entertainer. Very emotional and bad at articulating. Is called the entertainer due to only appearing when the situation is overwhelming. Current Show Mode holder. #bo says boo
🐾👑Artie (he/him): The Smol. Doesn’t speak, very affectionate though. Loves animals. Based off the King of the Squirrels.
👥🔗Twins (they/he): The Hyperactive Librarians. Will talk your ear off the second they get the go ahead. Keeper of knowledge and random facts. Autism+ADHD holder.
🪓🪵Logan (he/him): don’t ask me why he’s here. I don’t know. He’s just chilling with the Doc and probably won’t drive. Will probably update this later. #fucker with claws, Lo says hello
⚫️👁️Void (he/they/it): Is just kind of there. Imagine a gentle parental shadow who will randomly say “good job” and pat you on the head.
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Collective tags
#ricky rambles/rants/writes (all of which will be used by everyone when the situation calls for it)
#mask talks is the tag specifically for talking about the masks.
Mary Poppins Theories
Mary is said to be the One True Exception to the rule of “children forget the language of animals and nature when they get older”(attributed to fae blood maybe?)
Mary
Mary is at least part fae, explaining how she’s so old, her magic, and her proclivity to teach the children she nannies a lesson.
Not theory but related: she calls many other magical beings her family (“uncle” and “aunt” and such). She’s also known as the “youngest” by many of these family members.
Bert
Possibly also part fae?(leprechaun? “Shake a sweeps hand for luck” maybe)
One of the kids Mary nannied probably.
He might have been born mortal/human and been granted “immortality” by Mary or someone else.