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weaselle · 2 days
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@ffoxer howdy! happy to oblige :)
i used to have a dresser and a bunch of hangers in my closet and like, closet organizer thingamabobs, but instead of using any of that stuff my clothes were always in several piles around my room.
And i felt shitty about it all the time but couldn't seem to make myself the kind of person who kept their clothes folded and organized. My room was constantly cluttered with clothes like drifts of snow scattered and piled here and there. Like, i felt really REALLY shitty about that. Deep shame
any ADHDers and spoonies out there relate?
SO one day, i said to myself, what if i'm okay the way i am? What if i just need to refine how i already do things a little bit instead of insisting on reinventing my entire identity?
Did i really care about being the kind of person who's socks were rolled just so, and whose shirts were all folded perfectly and arranged by color or whatever?
no
What i did care about was not living in a cluttered, messy, unorganized, embarrassing space.
And it turns out my piles WERE an organization system. What's more, my piles were a system that had been shaped by the way i actually use my clothes, it was a system that made sense for how i live my life. And i bet it's the same for most of you who relate to what i've been saying so far.
There were the clothes that were dirty, the clothes that had been worn but could be worn again, and the clean clothes (often dumped from the washer to the bed with the intent of folding and putting away, then slept next to when that didn't happen, and finally transferred to the floor next to my bed or piled in my closet once i gave up)
These three piles (dirty, clean, wear again) made up my "i wear this stuff all the time" wardrobe, and then everything else was still in the dresser i never actually used, with a few remaining almost-never-worns hanging in the closet.
This made my dresser, essentially, just a bin of clothes i could label "rarely wear"
And the thing i hated about my piles was that they looked messy, and took up too much space, and cluttered my room, and anyone who came into my room instantly assumed i was a disaster of a human because that's what it looked like. And, honestly, that's what it felt like too.
But i could change all of that and still have piles if i just... put my piles in bins! Then they would clearly be on purpose. And contained. And on purpose contained piles aren't a mess! They're a tidy organizational system.
So i got rid of my dresser and most of my hangers and i bought four of those plastic bins with the lids that you can get anywhere from hardware stores to target. Now, if you want to inhabit a fancier lifestyle, you can get nicer bins, they make all kinds, from canvas to wicker to polished wood or whatever suits your style and budget, I'm currently using the plastic ones, but when i move i'm planning on getting something more like this
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the point is, these bins contain my piles without me having to change the piles at all.
now instead of having to sort all that stuff into different drawers i just have 4 simple bins
1: clean clothes
2: dirty clothes
3: stuff i might wear a second (or third) time
4: clothes i almost never wear
remember how those first three piles make up my "wear all the time" stuff? Well, each of the first two bins are big enough to contain all those clothes (which for me is about two loads of laundry).
I have a smaller bin for clothes i've worn but could wear again. And the last one, almost-never-wear, is actually the biggest one. And naturally a couple almost-never-wear things still get hung in the closet.
So when my "wear all the time" bin is empty, that means the dirty bin is about full, and i just add the might-wear-again stuff to it and carry that bin to the washer. When it comes out of the dryer, i still follow my natural instincts to dump them in a pile and forget about them, it's just now i dump that pile into the clean bin, where they belong.
And when i'm digging for something in the bin and can't find it, just like when i would dig in my closet, i can just dump it all out on my bed to find things like i used to, but then it goes back in the bin with a sweep of the arm.
The clothes naturally sort themselves out this way, too. Say every time you go to do your laundry because you "have nothing to wear" there are the same few items left in the bottom of your clean bin. Well those are clearly part of your almost-never-wears and you can dump them in that bin before you wash your laundry. When the weather gets cold, i put most of my shorts and tank-tops in the almost-never-wear bin. I make room for them by taking out my everyday winter wear to go in the clean bin.
I can put the bins where it makes the most sense for how i use my room naturally. For instance, my sweatshirts and jeans i might wear again always used to wind up draped over the back of my desk chair, so now i put my could-wear-again bin right by my desk. If I want my room to be extra tidy, i just stack all the bins in the closet where the dresser used to be, which takes like twenty seconds.
and the BEST part is, because my bins are just the piles i was naturally already creating, my clothes stay in their bins, which is inarguably a system of organization, and my room is actually clean and orderly, no messy clothes piles in sight!
i did a similar thing with my paper piles and now there's very little clutter and i don't feel like a failure of a person about my room the way i used to!
I have accomplished Clean Organized Room without having to change who i am or how i live! 10/10 highly recommend
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randomestfandoms-ocs · 3 months
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OC Ship Game
*originally a tag game (here), but thought it would be fun to use it as an ask game as well!
Rules: [bold: always applies] [italics: sometimes applies]
height difference | mutual pining | first kiss | first love | wedding | in-jokes | lgbt+ | family disapproves | friend disapproves | would die for each other | fake relationship | arranged wedding | cuddlers | pda friendly | and they were room mates | holding hands | secret relationship | opposing world views | opposing personalities | opposing goals | getting a pet | have a kid in an au | want kids | grow old together | previous relationship failures | rests head on shoulder | share a bed | token dummies | relationship doubts | they have a song | first date | share a jacket | sharing a blanket | mutual interests | study buddies | bathing together | crash-into hello | accidental nudity | laundry | same hobbies | cooking for each other | big fancy gala | sibling rivalry | hair stroking | dancing | laying in the grass | watching stars together | watching the other sleep | shared values | friends to lovers | enemies to lovers | lovers to enemies | childhood friends | slow burn | love triangle | toxic relationship | sitting on each other’s laps | can’t be together | hugs | forehead touches | neck kisses | car/motorbike rides | compliments | nicknames | falling asleep together | late night talks | gifts
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flecks-of-stardust · 1 year
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putting this here too. i don't recommend this strategy, but it's strangely consistent. you really can't get 6 spears quick as anyone besides spearmaster, but uh. it works i guess. literally all i did was stockpile spears, lure it over, and then spam grab and throw while shrieking and i somehow got it. this is my first red centi kill ever.
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blujaydoodles · 2 years
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7 and 9?
7. A medium of art you don't work in but appreciate?
Okay so first of all the lame but completely true answer is pretty much everything? lol. Any kind of art I don't already do is either 'GOD I wanna get into that' or 'GOD how did you DO THAT!!!' One that I really have no intention or interest in doing myself that blows my mind every time is like marble sculpture-- like first of all have you SEEN some of the crazy shit people have gotten away with making out of STONE, SOMEHOW and also on principle the idea of doing subtractive sculpting a) in general and b) on a BIG CHUNK OF BEAUTIFUL STONE gives me so much anxiety, I don't know how they do it lmao
9. What are your file name conventions?
There are so many artist memes about file names being something like dfkjhkdf(2).png that I wonder if I'm in the minority here?? but honestly usually just something short and descriptive, so I can hopefully know what a file is just by looking at it. I really only run into problems when I'm doing, like, a doodle page with no specific subject or theme and I already have a file in that folder named 'sketches' or '[oc name] doodles' or whatever-- I've got a handful of '[oc name] doodles again' or 'more [oc name] doodles' haha. If I'm going to post art in a couple of separate chunks they'll usually be saved as [file name] 1/ 2/ etc. I also sort my art folders by date, so whatever I just drew is at the top and I don't have to worry about what I named something to be able to find it pretty easily haha
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ask me an artist question? :)
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purgatory-if · 6 months
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demo (tba) | faq | masterpost (you are here.) | art cred @aykaypee
You’re in danger, and every fiber of you knows it.
You’re sure, by now, that no matter what you do you won’t be able to stop it. Maybe that’s a good thing.
...This is the end.
You wish you had something that would remember you.
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... YOUR life is a mystery to you when you wake up in the sunny fields of Purgatory. Apparently death isn't supposed to be a full memory wipe to the soul, but that's no problem, right? There's usually some sort of record kept of this kind of thing. If not for special cases like yours, then at the very least for organizational purposes. You're told all of that, assured that nothing is wrong and that this jsut 'happens' sometimes up until the moment they look for yur death and find nothing to speak of. Nothing of your life, either, just to make a bad time even worse.
Without knowing anything like this, it's safe to say that it'll be impossible to pass on. The underworld isn't built for fringe cases like you and even if it was, not even knowing who you were is disconcerting at best and cause for crisis at worst.
So alright. It shouldn't be too hard to find out how one person died, right? Detectives and story characters do it all the time- and now you have all the time in the world.
You should, anyways.
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... FEATURES include:
play as a seriously unlucky pc whose cause of death depends on which route you decide to pursue
be whoever you want to be! standard for ifs nowadays; things such as pronouns, general appearance, personality all that jazz
8 romance options (mostly fem/non-binary, 1 option you can choose the gender of) and the ability to play as aro and/or ace
at least 4 poly romance routes!
love me some good vanity stats! vanity stats
get recruited (read: forced) into a 9-5 where time isn't real
beat up time
really symbolic mythology! i could write a goddamn essay on these fuckers
... PURGATORY is recommended for players over the age of 15, though I’m not going to police what you do on the internet. The game will contain major character death and death of all kinds, what is probably sacrilege, memory loss, fantasy violence, potentially sexually suggestive scenes and dialogue (hi ama.), morally dubious behaviour, and more. In-depth content warnings for each chapter and specific routes will be released at a later date.
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... 'MAIN' CHARACTERS
THE DIVINE.
Angel (prns selectable) / Witty, charismatic, more than a little bloodthirsty, there's a certain volatility about someone who is Fate embodied. While they take their time on the many, many field missions necessary for stability in the multiverse or whatever very seriously, they'll put their restless passion into anything if it catches their eye for long enough.
Achlys (they/them) / Death itself, stoic and sharp and more than a little intimidating, it's hard not to let their mere presence get under your skin. While it would be nice to say that's not an intentional effect, the only unintentional thing about them is the fact that they're down here, of all places. They seem to be making the best of it.
Esme (they/them) / An angel in what is certainly an analogy for hell, classic, isn't it? They're little more than a shambling mess in a skirt if we're being honest, oh so scared of any shadow that moves in the corner of their vision. They truly do wear their heart on their sleeve, which seems to be an invitation for some to try and stop its frantic beat.
Amaterasu (she/they) / Don't let her meet your parents, is the only advice I'd give, because she'd be gunning for at least a threesome by the time starters are served. Unflinchingly forward and seductive, they're horribly charming in the most impermanant of ways. There's nothing she'll shy away from trying sooner or later, it seems, in or out of the bedroom.
THE MORTALS.
Viviana Alatorre (she/her) / Businesslike. Some people really don't change when they die, and going to this office just means you see the sun less on your coimmute. She doesn't appear to be dead, or alive, something in the middle. Out of everyone here, she's probably the most terrifying. Even more than the death god, probably because she's actively working towards terror.
Ailbhe Kahinu (she/it) / There's nothing that troubles Ailbhe, and it wouldn't be concerning if she was... y'know, dead. In the face of certain terror, it faces things with a shrug and a sigh. At least she's good-natured about this whole thing, being dragged down here by both her girlfriend (Vivi) and her sister (Rahley). The prices here are better than aboveground, anyways.
Rahley Kahinu (she/her) / Rahley's been compared to a robot more than one time, and while the comparison probably wasn't in good faith that doesn't mean it was necessarily wrong. She's intensely focused on her work, and her skill in that department seems to have drained her ability in things like basic conversation and empathy. So it goes.
M Blankenship (prns selectable) / Previously called 'Hit 'N Run' in the world of roller derby, the violent nickname seems odd on someone as cheerful as M. They act as a sort of tour guide for souls entering the Underworld proper instead of hanging around Purgatory, and it's hard to say their easy extroversion makes them anything worse than great at their job.
THE CONSTANTS.
Stratos C. Lusse (he/him) / The eternal guide to Purgatory for souls lost, souls found and all who are inbetween. He seems to have been here the longest--minus all of the deities, of course.
Octavia Hardin (she/her) / The part-time guide to Purgatory. She seems more likely to throw your soul into damnation if you cross her or anybody she cares about. Stay on her good side!
Salem Astor (she/her) / She would be a romance option if I had the energy to code in a shop feature. But I don't. So she runs free through the city.
Abbadon (prns selectable) / Personification of the past. If anyone can help you figure out what the hell happened to you, then they should be the one to go to. Sometime in the next 5 centuries would be ideal.
Maliel (prns selectable) / Personification of the future. Again, probably someone who can find out in a second what you'll know when you figure out this mystery, if you're able to find them at a good time. The woes of being a primordial deity.
...and more! Probably. Co-workers, pirates, other deities but this is running long.
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consanguinitatum · 7 months
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DT and His Appendicitis Scar: So When Did That Happen, Anyway?
I think I've mentioned in previous posts that I come across quite a few personal tidbits about a young DT while doing research for my sloooowly developing podcast. I think - well, I certainly hope! - I've also mentioned those sorts of tidbits are not going to be in the podcast? Well, if I haven't mentioned it before, I'm mentioning it now.
I see no reason to include these sorts of things because the podcast won't be about David's personal life (either then or now) but about his professional life. But while I tend to consider most of the theatre work he did between the time he entered the RSAMD Junior School at age 11 (and then got his Equity card and went on to drama school) and prior to his move to London in 1994 part of his professional life, technically they're really not -- because up until he took his first job in the 7:84 in 1991 for The Resistible Rise of Arturo Ui, he hadn't been earning a wage. And he's said in interviews Arturo was his first professional gig.
But I'm choosing to split hairs here. For the purposes of my podcast, I plan to treat his drama school years as if they were part of his professional career. I do this because I want to give them the same consideration and respect as the rest of his career, and feature them as the seminal experiences they were. They helped build the foundation of his professional life. Besides, he himself has said that attending drama school was essential for him to become the actor he wanted to be.
Because I consider them professional experiences (and because I'm acutely aware of his desire for privacy) the podcast will stay as much in the professional arena as I can possibly make it. He's talked quite a bit about this period of his life before, and I don't feel uncomfortable highlighting anything he's mentioned which happens to coincide with information I've discovered. Anything of a more personal nature which gets included in the podcast will have been measured against all of these factors before it gets added in. So all of that said, we come to an interesting bit of information about something David has definitely talked about and shared about it before - but which has no place in my podcast. So let's talk about it!
The lovely mizgnomer did a great little post a few years back which featured a photo set of David chatting about the near-death experience with appendicitis he had when he was a child (see below):
David's mentioned his appendix scar a few other times as well, and each time he speaks about it, the range of his age at the time of the attack varies by a few years - usually from age 8 to about 10. That's not surprising at all, of course, because for most of us, trying to narrow down some of the events in our childhood to specific time ranges can get a bit fuzzy. But I'm pretty sure I know when it happened.
Back in 1980, a society/organizational newspaper column entitled "Church News" appeared regularly in the Paisley Daily Express. This column often featured prominent figures in churches all over the community and were often framed as "One Week in the Working Life Of" these certain figures to debunk the myth that ministers only work on Sundays. One of these columns, published on 1 May 1980, featured a certain Rev. Sandy McDonald, the minister of St. Marks Oldhall.
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That week, Sandy was busy recording a series of short services at his church which would later go out on STV. These were likely part of one of two religious television broadcasts he was a part of at the time: Late Call or That's The Spirit (both programs David has mentioned over the years).
The article goes on to document Sandy's busy week, speaking about his duties chairing festivals of praise and being principal speaker at church rallies and charity events. In between these duties, the article mentions, Sandy has to attend to all his pastoral duties, including meetings with his own church groups, and - and here is the important part - "visits to hospital patients (including his own son)."
The time at which this article was written implies one of Sandy's children was in the hospital in late April to early May of 1980. It's probably a safe bet to assume it was David: while it could have been either his elder brother or his elder sister, this does happen to fall pretty splendidly into the age range of "9 or 10" for his appendicitis scare which David has given in the past. David would have just turned 9 years old in mid-April of that year.
So there you have it. David was 9 years old when he suffered the bout of appendicitis - which burst, and brought him near death.
Thank goodness he made it!
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solis-pyr-nola · 3 months
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LFRP - Solis (Open)
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Basics:
Name: Solis viator Nola, formerly Solis pyr Nola
Age: ~23 ish
Race: Garlean
Hair: Pale pink
Eyes: Green
Height: 177.8cm / 5'10"
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual, male-leaning
Physique: Fit, more muscular than your average Midlander
Marital Status: Single
Notable Marks: Scar down the right eye, one across the bridge of his nose, and another running diagonally from shoulder blade to hip
Particulars:
Skills: Marksmanship/shooting, piloting aircraft, some boxing Hobbies: Piano and reading, eventually horticulture Employment: Previously an optio in the Garlean military, now a defector and on the run
Permanent Debuffs: None (yet) Religion: None
Traits:
Extroverted / In Between / Introverted
Disorganized / In Between / Organized
Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded
Calm / In Between / Anxious
Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable
Cautious / In Between / Reckless
Patient / In Between /  Impatient
Outspoken / In Between / Reserved
Leader / In Between / Follower
Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic
Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic
Traditional / In Between / Modern
Hard-working / In Between / Lazy
Cultured / In Between / Uncultured
Loyal / In Between / Disloyal
Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful
HOOKS:
Setting Sail: Are you a pirate, sailor, or otherwise have a reason to be on a ship? You just might find Solis stowing away amongst the cargo as he escapes his homeland in search of refuge An Eye for a Third Eye: Have a vendetta against Garleans? Get his ass Birds of a Feather: Are you Garlean or were/are you involved with them? Feel free to help Solis as he struggles with the realization of what his home really was, or give him some tough love so he can get back on his feet Other: I'm open to ideas! Solis will be in the midst of a lot of confusion as he sorts through the propaganda fed to him throughout his young life and the betrayal suffered at the hands of his people. This boy has a lot of room to grow, and since he's on the run he can be found just about anywhere OOC: Hello, I'm Dom, and this is a side blog for @captainqster . I'm located in the southwestern United States. I prefer long-term, multi-para rp, most likely on Discord for organizational purposes. I'm happy to meet up in game sometimes but I don't typically rp there. I enjoy dark content BUT I also enjoy wholesome things. Whether you're looking for enemies, friends, romance or other, I like all kinds of dynamics and stories. I'm also very open to OOC chat so feel free to hit me with a million questions and ideas. Message me here, I can provide my discord name for chat/planning!
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qvietflight · 1 year
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I buy charity bundles on itch.io which inevitably means I own hundreds of TTRPGs among... hundreds of other things. Naturally I sorted all of them into collections for organizational and viewing purposes.
I thought I only needed to place them all into one of two categories (single player or 2+ players) but it turns out that I was VERY wrong. The total 2+ player games came out to be +500. The single player games will probably total some where around 300 games. There is no organization at all to be had.
So i decided first to remove them from the collection, placing them into sub categories. The categories are single player games, two player games, and then by engine type. I have 42 different kind of game engines! Some of them come with a massive number of 3rd party content. That isnt even counting the short stand alone games that operate by their own rules or the number requiring the use of standard playing or tarot cards, prompts, total improve, or even candy. Those are more like singular games rather than full games off which to build modules and long campaigns.
I struggle with the last group especially because even the singular games are hard to categorize. Some things system agnostic, so maybe that needs its own category? some of them are large games even if they dont call themselves game engines so should I categorize them as such? Gm or no Gm? some of the two player games get their own categories and some I just shoved into a single "two player ttrpg" category?
im just not sure how some of these categories function as far as... increasing organization for ease of use. but when I try to pick out whats bothering me in-order to improve on it, i cant really put it into words.
so it has taken a LONG time to try to organize these games...
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starry-skies-116 · 2 years
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New Headcanons yeet skeet:
Michael is genuinely amazing at singing, and has impressive motor skills to boot (compared to his younger siblings), so to make up for his atrocious reading comprehension caused by dyslexia, he decides to write songs in his pastime- short little melodies that he would occasionally vocalize/hum and stim to (something that he absolutely flips his shit in the most positive way over once he discovers Evan/Gregory does it too).
Michael can dance. That’s it that’s the headcanon /j. And he’s really fucking good at it.
Only thing is that he can’t really rap due to a stutter almost always impeding his speech when he speaks too fast, causing him to either stumble over his words or slur massively. His family and his friends (William because he doesn’t really care about Michael’s disabilities) are the only ones that haven’t borderline bullied him over such a thing.
Whenever Gregory gets extremely overstimulated or upset, he turns either hyperverbal with stuttering and slurring, extremely disorganized speech or he turns nonverbal. Vanessa/Elizabeth brought him a notebook so that whenever he turns nonverbal or has a lapse/episode, he writes/scribbles his raw, unfiltered thoughts down into the notebook. Those around him, especially his siblings, are extremely patient and understanding, and when he’s under extreme stress, they try to help him get better or they wait for him to calm down and for his speech to return to normal.
Gregory/Evan, back when shit was rapidly escalating/going downhill for them, often oscillated between mania-induced complex delusions of grandeur and a large, grandoise sense of purpose on one end, and shit memory, hallucinations, severe burnout, age regression, and delusions of extreme paranoia and nonexistent self-worth on the other end. Emotional dysregulation and poor organizational skills would come into play during burnout, and usually he resorts to the only coping mechanism he always knew when all else fails- making sure no one was around before crying in a fetal position and rocking back and forth, back and forth over and over again to soothe himself. 
Freddy finds him like this one day, utterly destroyed, and knew what to do somehow- he just scoops the boy up into his arms, places him on the couch or another soft surface, and sits with him silently, letting him be the tether to reality that his younger brother desperately needs.
7. Gregory genuinely likes the corny jokes and bad puns that Freddy’s programmed to make. It’s sort of like a ‘so bad it’s actually good’ situation, and he even makes a couple of them himself to lighten the mood and take a detour from his usual sarcasm, saying that he can be a bit “over-bear-ing” sometimes. Both of them are laughing, Vanessa suffers and Roxanne simply yells out an “UGH WHY” for the uptienth time (constant pain uwu).
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dustyfairywings · 2 months
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Ok I think I know now how I wanna go about organizing my blogs.
I’m gonna make dedicated fan blogs for Blue Eye Samurai and Hazbin Hotel each. I’m gonna continue doing any original posts or reblogs about either within their respective blogs.
In the case of the BES blog specifically I’ll also be blogging about Edo Japan more broadly since I’ve wound up doing a lot of research in earnest about the period for fan fiction writing. I’m also thinking I’ll throw up any BES-related journal writing exercises I do over there. It’s probably gonna be a sort of open journal documenting my writing and research process interspersed with reblogs of others’ fan art, fanfics, and fan theories.
Likewise I will set up dedicated side blogs for any other specific non-fandom topics or aesthetics. I’m particularly fond of the surprisingly poetic prose of tumblr shit posts (think “tell me the name of god you fungal piece of shit” type posts) and just the very specific type of humor and storytelling that arises from tumblr’s reblog system and the community’s character. There’s a certain je ne sais quoi to these posts I want to preserve haha.
I’m gonna change the name of this blog so it’s in line with all my other socials and I’m gonna uh TRY to clean this blog up (this is likely a Sisyphean task and I expect I might give up on this over time. But I still gotta try). I’m also gonna try to cut down on the number of mindless reblogs that wind up on this blog. If I reblog something here it should be because it’s helpful info/advice, important news/PSAs, or other people’s complete/finalized original work or fan work that I don’t have a dedicated blog for. In the case of informative posts I will do my best to only reblog it here once I’ve read through it and not just skim it tell myself I’ll read it later. In addition to all this I’m gonna uh actually try to use tags for organizational purposes. Force myself to slow down my mindless consumption and actually interact mindfully instead.
There’s still a lot of stuff I’ll want to reblog with zero thought or explanation just cause it’s funny or relatable or whatever, so all that sort of stuff will go on a dump blog. I’m really attached to the blog’s current name, it’s been with me from the start, so I’ll probably use it for my reblog dump.
Why do I feel compelled to do all this? Well, for the vast majority of my time on this site I was content with just being a faceless, largely voiceless user that just reblogs whatever is relatable in the moment and scrolling endlessly. I was on tumblr sure but I was never really in community with anybody. Now nearly a decade down the line, I feel like I’ve finally found community with others on this website thanks to Blue Eye Samurai, and the last thing I want is to drive people away bc they find my blog to be obnoxiously spam-like and disorganized. You can’t follow others from your secondary blog, only your primary blog and I actually want to have mutuals here. When it comes to social functions on this website, THIS blog is my first foot forward and generally others’ first impression of me. And in that respect, I’ve been a poor steward of my own image. If mutuals want to get to know me, this blog doesn’t really say anything useful or coherent about me. It’s literally a dump and we all deserve better than that.
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ll-underestimated-ll · 7 months
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Assigning Coteries is really not that different from sorting members of a domain into business departments. It's for organizational purposes to make sure things get done in an orderly fashion as required.
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darrowsrising · 9 months
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Do you think people on here debating over whether Red Rising as a whole is YA when using the term as it is usually used as a sort of catch, all for based off what they’ve seen online alone is silly? Like using genre to cast assumptions over any media when you aren’t not doing any general/personal trend and trope criticism isn’t going to be relevant when you’re dealing with the (long running) series in question that the publisher itself labels and markets it in a different category, because you’re going off inaccurate information? IMO yes the first series can be categorized as YA for organizational purposes and that’s that
I do think that debating the audience genre is kind of silly, especially when you look from afar or when I look niw at my own gripes with this...situation.
I remember being frustrated that Red Rising was getting trashed for 'being too violent for teens' and it really irritated me, because I was was a teenager when I started and I thought highschool years an okay age for this book - I had a dark phase ngl.
Anyway, my point is that a genre based on the audience it was written for is a marketing strategy, not a writing strategy and it comes with its own set of issues. Del Rey did their best at the time to promote a debutate in a sea of dystopian works. Judging Red Rising now based on how appropriate it is for an audience is...well, pointless, in my opinion.
I would personally declare the first trilogy as New Adult - made for the roaring 20s - with Red Rising straddling between YA and NA. Because the moment the main cast start their 20s, all YA claims kinda go out the window.
And yes, I know YA wants itself to say it is more than the age of the protagonists and we have seen more explicit YAs like Iron Widow - which has some 'it doesn't belong to YA' bullshit surrounding it. But when the entire book community agrees on that and stop trashing books for being violent, then we can re-do this discussion.
Obviously, I doubt it will happen, as publishing houses now print booktok reviews on their books. Yes, you read that right. Booktok reviews on books. Cheap marketing at its finest. I refuse to read those books on principle. And I consider this a more concerning problem.
Thanks for the ask!
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talentforlying · 7 months
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@handgiven / continued from here.
it's an exercise in willpower to refrain from shaking the silly sod. he's not really angry at emmanuel; that particular dagger's turned inwards, and it leaves a nasty fucking sting. but he might just be angry at em's better nature, the way it's handily seemed to survive the halo breaking and heaven and all of it, when his own improving psyche hadn't lasted so much as a single bloody day since they got back.
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his eyes snap up to level a withering glare, lips pressed together in a thin, displeased line. he's already got the guilt perched squarely on his shoulders like the world's heaviest budgerigar — the last thing he needs from em right now is the sodding judgment. ' sure, mate. i'm happy for you. ' it means to be sincere, but then his tone is veering sharply into sarcasm and there's no rescuing it from there. yeah, purposeful. burning the candle at both ends to serve someone else's cause, after the last one had fucked him over so thoroughly. after the last two, counting his own.
fuck it: he's nipping this in the bud. his drinking glass sets down on the table with a sharp clack, and then he's leaning across em to start brusquely gathering up books and papers, heedless of any sort of organizational system or continuity of symbology. there'll inevitably be crumpled corners and ruined spines to apologize for later, but sod it, he's not watching this anymore. ' while you're bein' like this, you might as bloody well act like it. you're not of any use to anyone if you're keelin' over, so get your five minutes kip and then we'll talk about helping. ' what a funny fucking world it is: doing what emmanuel used to do for him.
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the-giggling-guava · 1 year
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Okay, so, I've been thinking about this, and I've come up with a very rough, rudimentary, potential framework for an organizational restructuring of the club in the case that Calpernia were to elect on that course of action.
Because Aurelia, who stepped in to act as a surrogate leader of sorts in order to see the club to a successful outing in accomplishing the task of maintaining appearances at Gwen's dinner party and get them in shape during Prez's, "indisposed state", if you will, in fact not just having effected this, but as well did so with exemplary aplomb, Calpernia designates and appoints her as Vice President of the club. Thus, the main concentration of the club's decisive and authoritative powers lie with and in them.
The post in immediate descending succession belongs to Saffron, and it is known as a Minister of Morale, or something(name needs a LOT of work). Saffron's imperative in this role is to gather and gauge the feelings, thoughts, opinions, and morale of the club's members, the purpose of this being to uncover an area where the club may seek in the future, or need at the earliest possible opportunity, to improve. Using his discretion, Saffron would be to categorize any grievances into one of two, between those the club may afford to address at a later time, and those that must be seen to with haste. To this end, Saffron's primary approach would entail, first and foremost, allowing club members to air their perspectives by way of a natural, organic conversation; he is to have a listening ear tuned at all times in order to catch and make note of any such things.
Sometimes, however, he will have pointed questions to ask about either one or more specific topics, some that he will chose, informed on the basis of his own feeling, opinion, and intuition, and the inclusion of others sometimes requested and directed by Calpernia and Aurelia. Now, Saffron would not undertake this endeavor alone. Inherent to his position is the assignment of a number of deputies who are to assist in his efforts. These deputies are voted upon by the club at large, and their number is not static and fixed, but, rather, the number of deputies will fluctuate, experiencing increases or decreases in correlation and dependence upon the club's overall size(I really need to get into the weeds on and figure the intricate specific details of this out, but it involves 'Da maths' - yeck).
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lou-struck · 2 years
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Hey guys, thanks to you I hit a milestone I never thought I would get to. It really means a lot to me that people like something that I made. 
These past few months have been a bit overwhelming and I have found myself searching for comfort in all sorts of places. There’s things that work for me and things that work for others. But I have found it interesting to see what makes people feel at ease.
That was a part of the inspiration for this event.
I will be posting drabbles and short fics related to a Comfort Prompt. I want to know what helps you unwind when things get to be a lot.
➼Fandoms include BNHA, KNY, HQ, and Obey Me.
➼Please refer to my Blog Rules before submitting! (Please Pay Attention To This)
➼You don't need to be following me to make a request for this event
➼All works will be SFW
➼Character repeats ARE allowed
➼ Feel Free to submit more than one. No guarantee all will be added
To Enter: Feel free to send me an ask, message, or comment below a combination of a character, and something that makes you feel comforted such as watching a movie or going to the batting cages and hitting out your stress on some unsuspecting baseballs.
~all works will be tagged with #Comforts☕ for organizational purposes.
STATUS: Open
link to my ask box!
Tagging @tokyometronetwork
Below is a list of the prompts, this may not be final so check back every once in a while to see if anything has changed
BNHA
➼Cat Café - Katsuki Bakugou
➼ Tickle Attack- Keigo Takami
➼ Listening to Music - Tamaki Amajiki
➼Playing Video Games- Tomara Shigaraki
➼Warm Bread- Dabi
Haikyuu
➼ Being Loud- Kōtarō Bokuto
➼ Drawing with music- Asahi Azumane
Obey Me!
➼ Being Human isn't so Baaaad.- Beel
➼ Self Care -Asmo
➼ Retail Therapy- Mammon
KNY
Options, and Options, and Options… Giyuu Tomioka x reader
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transgenderer · 1 year
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Interested in your take on communities. I was broadly sort of anti-community when I was younger, or perhaps I should say anti-mandatory-community. I suppose I still am the latter: one of the reasons I favor (justly constructed) bureaucracy is that it frees people from the obligation of community membership, from the obligation to please others in order to get their needs met. I think a UBI would likely have various economic benefits, but ultimately this is the humanistic reason I'm so enthusiastic about it: having to please your boss in order to not starve is a miserable state of affairs, and having greater freedom to not please your boss is desirable.
But, anyway, that's a bit of a tangent; what I was really curious about is that you said "communities aren't good for much of anything but curing loneliness". I think this comes down to how you define communities, maybe, but this just seems straightforwardly false to me: the fact that communities are better at stuff than the sum of each of their members working in isolation is basically what network effects are. There seems to be a reason, beyond just selection effects, that e.g. scholars at big universities with many other top scholars do more productive work than scholars at smaller universities more isolated from their peers. They can share ideas and collaborate more easily, etc. Although I don't actually have data on that, it's just the consensus I've picked up through the academic grape vine, so maybe it isn't even true.
One way or another, humans evolved to live in communities for a reason! It would be really odd if we spent so many resources and made so many evolutionary trade-offs to be a social species, only for sociality not to confer any advantage! Given this, the case for "communities don't really do anything" does not look good, IMO.
eh i mean. sure, i guess. this is not very interesting to me, as a discussion. yes, obviously communities provide some utility. i think many people, maybe most, need community, for their mental wellness. i personally have a distaste for communities, i think i am not one of those pople. i dont like interacting with people i dont like, and communities demand doing that regularly.
by "communities are bad at achieving goals", i mean that, compared to other organizational structures, communities are a bad way to organize people to achieve goals. i think small flat teams within communities are good at achieving goals (but necessarily unresponsive to the desires of the community as a whole), and i think formal and hierarchical structures of a variety of sizes are good at acheiving goals, but i think a community itself is usually a very bad way to achieve goals, because its trying to serve both its social purpose and some other organizational purpose, and not all the members will like each other, which i think inevitably leads to social conflict getting in the way of achieving said goals. i say this as someone who grew up in an "intentional community", which was very bad at achieving goals, and also which i kind of hated. but like, this is a personal beef, as i said.
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