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protect-daniel-james · 4 months
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My grandfather died today and I don't really feel anything apart from this strange antagonistic motivation to *not be like him*. Don't worry, we weren't close, we saw each other once a year and never really bonded, never spent holidays or vacations or anything together, so he was pretty much a stranger to me but it's just like....yeah. what a sad thing life cycle is, especially if you never do anything and waste your life waiting for the death. It's like... what's even the point then if you can't look back and say, yeah, those were good times and I'm glad I had fun.
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aleprouswitch · 7 months
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I didn't want to talk about this out in the open, but I've been dealing with a situation here on Tumblr since late August involving a user who has sent me several messages claiming that a mutual/friend of mine here is a white supremacist. The accuser wasn't following my blog and had never interacted with me until the first message I got. I'm still perplexed as to why I was even contacted about this in the first place. In any case, I tried to be polite and told this guy that I'd speak with my friend about whatever issue might be present.
Several weeks passed, and honestly the whole thing just slipped my mind because I've been really busy with work and other responsibilities. I get another message from this accuser asking if I had talked to my friend yet about his alleged white supremacist behaviors. I told him that I forgot about it (which I did) and that I would message this friend privately to discuss things. We did talk about these accusations, and based on our conversation, I felt like there was nothing to worry about and carried on with my business.
Last Saturday, I got yet another message from this guy where he sent me one of my own posts where I was discussing a completely different incident of someone being accused of white supremacy despite the fact that this user is a black man, which is so absurd and why I made the post to begin with. This accuser thought I was instead talking about the issue with my friend and self-righteously asked if I "even bothered" to talk to my friend at all about his "disgusting N@zi behavior". He even threw in the whole "I'm old and have been fighting N@zis all my life, blah blah blah".
While this message irked me, I decided to be civil and write a very thought-out reply explaining that based on my interactions with this mutual/friend and our conversation, I saw no evidence of any wrongdoing. I also made sure to let this accuser know in a polite but assertive manner that I'm 35 years old, this isn't my first time at the proverbial Leftist rodeo, and I think that my judgment is sound enough to where I can make my own decisions about who I associate with, and that he as essentially a stranger shouldn't be invested in who I associate with in the first place.
Surprise surprise, I got no direct response from this guy, but he made sure to show up today to leave a laugh-react emoji on a post I made that was anti-fascist in nature, seemingly to suggest that I was a hypocrite or some kind of a clown. I blocked him. I have no doubt he'll probably lurk this blog and see this post, so let me make it clear again: I can be friends with whoever the hell I want to, your "evidence" that my mutual friend is a bigot was not really much evidence at all, and you have absolutely no right to sit on some kind of moral high-horse, especially considering your own blog content.
The only clown here is you. You're a total clown, a bozo even. The veil of performative leftism you're wearing is thinner than the one-ply toilet paper at my old high school's bathroom. You need to sincerely get a life, leave me alone, and if you want to do something that's actually mature and big-boy panties in nature, try talking to my friend directly and make all those accusations to him directly. Maybe go outside for a little bit and get some fresh air, too. It will do you good.
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mischiefiswritten · 11 months
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Last night, I made a free account on novlr.org, opened a new project and wrote 212 words of a brand new WIP. That's not a lot, but it's the first time I've sat down and written original fiction in ages, probably years.
I am happy. I am proud. I am relieved.
Y'all please share your recent wins ❤️ I want to celebrate with you, big or small!
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brainwormcity · 4 months
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Hahaha. My partner gave unsolicited criticism of my Good Omens art and now I feel like a total failure. 🙃
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fire-lady-ilah · 8 months
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What happened to your AO3 fics?
Not entirely sure what you mean by this. They should still be up on AO3 (I’d be very upset if they weren’t!)
If you’re referring to the lack of updates… honestly, I’ve just been busy. I’ve been alternating university full time and working full time so I haven’t had as much time as I used to— not to mention I burnt myself out a little when I was last updating. Most of the stuff I’ve posted was written either while I was in high school or at the beginning of my first year of uni, and first year is definitely not the hardest.
I’ve only recently started posting here again and while I am trying to write again, I make no promises on when the next update will be. However, my ATLA fics all hold a very special place in my heart and I don’t plan on abandoning them permanently (including both The Dragon King series and Silence is a Virtue)
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vakarians-babe · 2 years
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just a heads up: i'll likely be working hard to open up commi$$ions soon.
my kitty Hatter has had some type of accident and will be going for her second emergency vet appointment tomorrow. the first vet who did her consultation today did it free of charge, but the thing is that all he could tell me was that she's not paralyzed and it seems like there's a problem caused by the distribution of weight away from her amputated leg. but the second exam and the x-ray tomorrow are, bare minimum, gonna set me back $300. and that's before any medication costs or any surgery if she ends up needing that.
idk what's gonna happen, but. i'll probably start with 2 slots in a week or so. if you or anyone you know is interested in getting a comm, pls keep your eyes open for my post. and regardless, please keep my baby Hattie in your thoughts.
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I think I just want to collapse into Sir's arms today
I think I just want him to hold me and fuck me well and make me feel like a good boy
I can't do that today but. I wish I could
Today hasn't been great but getting held and ordered around and fucked and lovednwould fix me I think
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readyfreddy · 1 year
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Pride night project update: Saturday, April 29th
I've put around two and a half months into this project, and I am beyond proud of the work that I've put into this. As of right now, I have not presented to anyone on the team. For this reason, I will be delaying posting my results, presentation, script, works cited, etc... I look forward to sharing a modified edition once I present and get confirmation (or a lack thereof) for my project.
In short, it's currently in limbo, and I have a lot of thoughts regarding it.
The team owners and management are currently discussing how they want to move forward with their "theme"(1) nights for the upcoming 2023-2024 season. If ownership decides to go forward (2), my manager and game day operations manager want me to present.
To be honest, it's frustrating. I've put 75 hours into this project, on top of work and school, for free. This is something that I'm genuinely passionate about, and as much as I would like to be paid for this, that is the least of my concerns.
One of the biggest risks that I've taken coming forward with this project has been indirectly coming out to many of the higher-ups of the organization (3). Although I have not experienced any discrimination regarding my identity, part of me fears that this may make things awkward in the future.
Not being out to my family also makes things awkward. They don't know about my project, how much I worked on it, and how proud I am of my efforts. I also can't reach out to relatives who work for other teams for connections with teams that had successful pride nights this past season.
I understand that many people think that "politics should stay out of hockey." The rights of millions worldwide shouldn't be politicized (although they are in many places), the rights and livelihood of the LGBTQ+ community are not political. Furthermore, I am aware that some countries have "anti-LGBT propaganda" laws; which include, but are not limited to displaying rainbow flags, and showing general support to the LGBTQIA2S+ community (4). I do not want to risk the safety of a player or their families. However, I do not tolerate homophobia and transphobia at the individual level (5).
My goal for this project is to help create a positive and meaningful pride night that promotes education, inclusivity, and representation of the queer community. I also want to show young fans (who may grow up queer) that they are welcome here and in hockey as a whole.
By showing younger fans that homophobia isn't tolerated at the professional levels, it will hopefully change hockey's homophobia problem from earlier stages of sport development to the top levels of the sport.
Once again, I am beyond grateful for everyone who has contributed. I could not have done it without you. I appreciate all the support that I've received over the past two and a half months. There is still a long way to go with this project, as well as tackling homophobia in hockey. I am always more than happy to discuss my project with those who want to learn more.
💛,
Kyle Carson 🏒🐴🏳️‍🌈
(he/they)
Footnotes:
(1): I understand that pride night is technically a theme night, it feels weird and mildly condescending to put it as "theme." Being LGBTQIA2+ is not a "theme."
(2): I have no idea what they mean by "go forward." They will be having theme nights regardless of what I do.
(3): I'm out to most of my coworkers, and I have had no issues. However, they are not the ones who sign my paychecks, decide who to bring back for the next season, etc. I hope that my project proposal will not impact future employment.
(4): This is a massive over-simplification of these laws. I do not understand the extent of these laws, and how they carry into other jurisdictions (such as an import player playing in North America).
(5): People may come from cultures and/or countries that are often viewed as "traditionally homophobic." People can also learn to be more accepting towards the LGBTQ community and are not constricted to their previous ways. I'm not asking for special treatment over others, I'm asking for equal treatment that I, as well as others, have not received in the past.
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sorin-sunchild · 2 years
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It's not amazing or anything but reading Billy Summers and seeing "a elastic binder [...] the kind that trans men wear." was nice. Such a normalising and acknowledging statement. Didn't have to be there in context at all. But it was written in because yeah actually, we are the ones most likely to wear binders, we exist and that's a piece of clothing we might wear just like putting on a hat or wearing boots.
I'm not hailing this as rep, I'm saying that it made me think that if more writers especially or in particularly cis writers just made casual, pleasant remarks about our existence instead of writing us like commodities or tragedies it would go a long way to helping people see us as what we are - just people.
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Teensy Weensy Life Update
Howdy, all!
For the first time in a while, I'll be returning to college on the 29th! I've taken a break due to some physical and mental health issues. I must admit that I'm more than a little nervous!
I'll still be posting requests and some news regarding other projects, but they may come a little bit slower, unfortunately! While it may seem a little silly to get so sentimental, especially since I'm speaking through the veil of a computer screen, but I wanted to thank you all!
Thank you for continuing to enjoy the writing I manage to get done, reminding me that my efforts are never a waste. Thank you for the kind messages and occasional wellness reminders. Thank you showing nothing but the utmost patience with me.
Even if I tend to fall behind on updates (I swear to god that I intend to update Sent From Above, I've just had really bad writer's block with it and I'm just kinda winging the plot to see how it goes).
With Love,
MinorPoltergeist
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katyspersonal · 1 year
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Took a LARGE nap and saw another interesting dream in it
There were many Pearl Slugs on my deck (or rather just pearls, no augur hatched yet) and every time I as much as hovered my hand over them, they'd get very tense and disturbed. Telling me things disorganised like 'stay away', 'monster', 'why are you here', 'you are terrible', 'why was you ever born' (rude lol), 'I hate you', 'please d*e' (RUDE LOL), etc. Just... many many tiny voices speaking human words of both fear and hatred. They'd go still and silent whenever I grabed one, though.
And unfortunately I don't remember what happened next, there was transition and probably I woke up for like 5 seconds, but I remember Yahar'gul the next thing. The sky was deep, dark red and there was red light in the walls (literally. it shined through cracks.), despite there not being the red moon. A bit more tidy and organised, maybe it was the past before ritual? And chorus singed different song from Hail the Nightmare - it was so beautiful. One of the times I wish there was a way to record the dream - it was much more harmonic, lacked the sinister vibe of Hail the Nightmare, somewhat peaceful and entrancing one... Notably, it lacked the deep leader voice and feminine voices from Hail the Nightmare - only had chorus of high or neutral male voices.
I also followed the song to where it was louder, and ended up with Yahar'gul merging and then dissolving into a place from my life I am very familiar with since childhood, but with red sky and plenty of chaos and blood. As if Micolash decided to redesign my memories to his artistic taste x) However there appeared to be a roaming group of Executioners, crashing random objects with the wheels and causing things to burn and desperately looking for someone 'real' to kill. One almost hurt me before I teleported in non-nightmare'd place and then woke up in reality, too.
Okay I'm calling it - School of Mensis worked with Executioners that survived Cainhurst and ached for more noble quest, in order to wade through dungeons and find Queen Yharnam... And Micolash naturally left Queen Killer to die there, haha. Also I hear new songs from Mensis chorus in my dreams so often that I should learn Latin already to understand the text. Because I swear in my dreams they sound proper Latin, not gibberish (source: dude trust me)
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protect-daniel-james · 3 months
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My toxic trait is making food based on stereotypes of prem managers. Also turning gyros into tacos.
Thinking about the Ange porn to write. When he takes a bite, so much of the filling must fall out but he doesn't care. He'll lick his fingers clean afterwards.
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rockinimpalapie · 2 months
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TW/CW: Anxiety
Some of my closest friends have been so quiet lately. I know I didn't say or do anything wrong, and they've always promised that if I said or did something that bothered them, they would say so instead of ghosting me. I know it doesn't make sense that they would all collectively decide that I'm just "too much" for them. They don't all know each other. I don't bother them. I don't talk about anything upsetting. They work in candy and making cakes and I thought they'd say something after the busy cake & candy holiday, but there are no signs of life, and I'm struggling to see the point of even getting out of bed today if there's not even a single message from any of them.
It feels like I'm being left behind. One of my friends stopped liking Supernatural some time ago. I can't share anything Supernatural with them, and when I go see them, I don't pack any Supernatural stuff because I feel like it would make them uncomfortable. I keep thinking that it's my fault even though I didn't say or do anything other than being such a huge fan of a badass show. I'm scared that I ruin things for people just by being "too excited" about said thing. I know people move on and find other cool things, but this is different. It was so jarring. They went from laughing at SPN memes with me to putting down the show and telling me about the things they can't stand about it. I tried to get into their new favorite thing, but it takes commitment, and you know how that can be with autism and ADHD. It's hit or miss.
There has to be a logical explanation behind everything that's happening right now. I wish I knew what it was so that I could stop feeling so crazy and alone. All I feel like doing is lying in bed and waiting.
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theweasleybrothers · 2 months
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i bought a butterbeer flavored tea at a crafts market this weekend and oh my godddd it's so good
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kafkasmjjw · 9 months
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hi there! I came here from Discord after waking up to 100+ messages. Are you doing well? I’m new to the fandom and unfamiliar with the drama 😅 I’m really out of touch LOL. but those people seemed extreme. Especially calling you obsessed while they were talking about you/your writing so much.. I noticed that they loved your fics but suddenly started hating which made me crack up. Anyhow, be well! 💗
hihi ❤️ I'm so over it tbh. I don't really want to waste any more time talking ab this but I appreciate your message a lot ❤️ thank you for taking time out of your morning(?) to send it, and have a good day :,)
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puppetmaster13u · 6 months
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Prompt 113
“I seem to have been taken hostage.” Batman’s words almost had Superman panic if not for the wry tone, a tone which the others didn’t know if their freaking out was to go by. Clark sighed through the comms, tired after battle and honestly wanting to go to bed now.
“I’ll be right over, what child has latched onto you now?” He asked while switching to a more private channel. 
“I can already hear you making fun of me…” Wha- Oh. Clark bit his lip to keep himself from laughing as he took to the air. “They appear to be a pair of twins with…” 
“You gotta’ say it Bruce, you gotta’,” Clark couldn’t stop the chuckle when he saw his friend on the top of a building, cape curled around his form in a way usually reserved for the robins. 
“... with dark hair… and blue eyes…” That was it. Clark absolutely lost it in laughter. 
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