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teitho · 5 months
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WE ARE BACK!
We are very excited to be back with a new Teitho challenge for December/January!
Our challenge this time is SNOW.
Where will you take us with this prompt? Mountain peaks or cruel Caradhras? The frozen terrain of the Helcaraxë?
Or perhaps the snowy fields of Rohan. A blizzard in the Shire. Winter at the Havens.
Bundled up inside or braving the elements? A gentle fall of snow or a winter storm? Or perhaps snowed in?
It’s all up to you and we can’t wait see what you have for us this time!
Please submit your stories before January 31, 2024, to [email protected].
Happy Writing!
lotrfan and Sian22
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it's done y'all, just gotta do a final look over.
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postseasons · 4 days
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YESSSSS!!!
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thefanficwriterscraft · 8 months
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Hello everyone, we hope you had a fantastic summer!
We just wanted to let you know we will soon be back with the podcast, and are very much looking forward to coming back on air! We will be recording tonight, an episode on long fics (planning, choosing what to write about, staying motivated, keeping readers interested, and other fun topics)! If you have any questions for us on this, feel free to let us know!
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alalumin · 10 months
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ROUND THREE
Aspasia was the Athenian politician Pericles' wife, it is theorised she may have influenced the political world through her relationship with him. Unfortunately not much is known about her life.
Eleni Vlachaki is one of the main characters of the TV show Konstantinou and Eleni's (Κωνσταντίνου και Ελένης). She is a bar woman and girlboss icon.
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thisanimatedphantom · 11 months
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We are back!
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jorvikpov · 2 years
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Tonight, deep silence rests over the island.
Far above the mountain tops, constellations upon constellations are coming out from their hiding places behind the midnight sun. Deep in the valleys and forests, a silent breeze rustles between trees, the odd yellowed leaf falling off and making a small noise upon impact with the ground; along the shorelines, the ocean waves are lapping gently at stone and sand, murmuring secrets to cliffsides and silently apologising to seaside villages for the trouble it has caused; all across, house after house turns the lights off, tired citizens longing for a peaceful night’s sleep. Somewhere in an evergreen forest, a lonely horse is wandering around, and just as deep in a forest not quite as evergreen but all the more ancient, you toss and turn in a bed that refuses to stop creaking.
In this silent moment, you know that you are real—when you stretch your hand out and look at it, it feels like yours, and the thin wisp of wind coming in from the leaky windows is cold and sharp enough against your face to truly settle it—but it is far from always, these days, that such is the case. This, you are told time and time again, is normal—that with time and experience, seeing something through your mind's eye will feel less like physically tumbling through time and space, and vice versa.
You let your eyes drift to the window. A tree is waving in and out of view, obscuring part of the sky; behind it, the stars are shining, and the giant moon shines lonely, cold light into your room. When you take a deep breath, it carries the cold almost-autumn air with it; despite the chill burying itself deep in your bones, there may very well be solace to be found in it.
The moon, great and bright, is watching, and the sea whispers a promise of peaceful weather. A small wooden house somewhere in the mountains is last to turn off its every light. The island lies under a thick, heavy blanket of peace, and finally, it sleeps.
You bury yourself deeper in your sheets, hoping with all your heart that you will not dream tonight.
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sadauroras · 4 months
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@ashesrebirthed: sun, sender rubs sunblock onto receiver's back. ( cordelia + angel! )
he's never needed sunblock before. why would he, it's not like it would help with anything. being a vampire really limited sun exposure in general, but now that he wasn't ... it was like a whole new world. not everything was fun ( coming to terms with his own morality after living for more than a hundred years was a bit of a culture shock ) but he could tell that cordelia was enjoying herself, the beach day was her idea after all. it was a celebration. at least, as long as there were no visions involved.
"that smell's horrible," he complains, nose scrunching as cordelia rubs the lotion into his skin. "do you have anything better? like i don't know, something that doesn't smell like the guts of the creature we fought last week?" whether or not he was human or vampire, it didn't stop the dramatics. "are you sure we need all of this?"
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ghostofashina · 5 months
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THE HORROR WAS FOR LOVE.
READ ON AO3.
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its-kall-the-clown · 2 years
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Needing Repairs
Chapter 17: Deals and Secrets
Mei tries to get Red Son to open up and MK opens up a door he shouldn't have.
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gdcatboys · 1 year
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Happy Saturday!!!
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sonderlvnd · 2 years
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Just girly things.
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sunbentshadows · 2 months
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Hey all, you know how internet searches suck now? When the results are awful, full-of-AI, death-of-the-internet levels of bad?
Start appending date constraints to your searches - "before:2023".
My results have gone from 90% AI bullshit to ~60% usable - which frankly at this point is a huge improvement.
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inkskinned · 4 months
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i got rickrolled today but it didn't work because i have adblocker installed, so youtube just told me i violated the terms of service. yesterday i was trying to edit a picture as a joke for my girlfriend, and google made me check a box to prove i'm human because i wasn't "searching normally".
it isn't just that capitalism is killing fun and whimsy, it is that any element of entertainment or joy is being fed upon by this mosquito body, one that will suck you dry at any vulnerability.
do you want to meet new friends in your city? download this app, visit our website, sign up for our email list. pay for this class on making a terrarium, on candlemaking, on cooking. it will be 90 dollars a session. you can go to group fitness, but only under our specific gym membership. solve the puzzle, sign up for our puzzle-of-the-month-club. what is a club if not just a paid opportunity - you are all paying for the same thing, which makes you a community.
but you're like me, i know it - you're careful, you try the library meetings and the stuff at the local school and all of that. the problem is that you kind of want really specific opportunities that used to exist. you are so grateful for libraries and the publicly-funded things: they are, however, an exception - and everything they have, they've fought tooth-and-nail to protect. you read a headline about how in many other states, libraries have virtually nothing left.
do you want to meet up with your friends afterwards? gift your friends the discord app. you can choose to go to a cafe (buy a coffee, at least), a bar (money, alcohol) or you can all stay in and catch a movie (streaming) or you can all stay in bed (rent. don't get me started) and scream (noise complaint. ticket at least).
you want to read a new book, but the book has to have 124 buzzwords from tiktok readers that are, like, weirdly horny. you can purchase this audiobook on audible! your podcast isn't on spotify, it's on its own server, pay for a different site. fuck, at least you're supporting artists you like. the art museum just raised their ticket price. once, they had a temporary exhibit that acknowledged that ~85% of their permanent art galleries were from cis white men, and that they had thousands of works by women (even famous women, like frida! georgia o'keefe!) just rotting in their basement. that exhibit lasted for 3 months and then they put everything away again.
walmart proudly supports this strip of land by the street! here are some flowers with wilting leaves. its employees have to pay out-of-pocket for their uniforms. my friend once got fined by the city because she organized a community pick-up of the riverfront, which was technically private property.
no, you cannot afford to take that dance class, neither can i. by the way - i'm a teacher. i'm absolutely not saying "educators shouldn't be paid fairly." i'm saying that when i taught classes, renting a studio went from 20 bucks an hour to 180 in the span of 6 months. no significant changes to the studio were made, except they now list the place as updated and friendly. the heat still doesn't work in the building. i have literally never seen the landlord who ignores my emails. recently they've been renting it out at night as an "unusual nightclub; a once-in-a-lifetime close-knit party." they spent some of those 180 dollars on LEDs and called it renovating. the high heels they invite in have been ruining the marley.
do you want to experience the old internet? do you want to play flash games or get back the temporary joy of club penguin? you can, you just need to pay for it. i have a weird, neurodivergent obsession with occasionally checking in to watch the downfall and NFT-ification of neopets. if i'm honest with you all - i never got into webkins, my family didn't have the money to buy me a pointless elephant. people forget that "being poor" can mean literally "if i buy you that toy, i can't afford rent."
you and i don't have time to make good food, and we don't have the budget for it. we are not gonna be able to host dinner parties, we're not made of money, kid. do you want some kind of 3rd space? a space that isn't home or work or school? you could try being online, but - what places actually exist for you? tiktok counts as social media because you see other people on it, not because they actually talk to you.
there was a local winter tradition of sledding down the hill at my school. kids would use pizza boxes and jackets and whatever worked, howling and laughing. back in september, they made a big announcement that this time, rules were changing, and everyone must pay 10 dollars to participate. when im not scared shitless, i kind of appreciate the environmental irony - it hasn't gone below 40. so much for snow & joyriding.
i saw a bulletin for a local dogwalking group and, nervous about making a good first impression, showed up early. the first guy there grimaced at me. "sorry," he said. "there's a 30-dollar buy-in fee." i thought he was joking. wait. for what? the group doesn't offer anything except friendship and people with whom to walk around the city.
he didn't know the answer. just shrugged at me. "you know," he said. "these days, everything costs money."
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whatkindofnameisella · 3 months
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can you believe that we have fanfiction. that we have websites dedicated to fanfiction. that there is a place that you can go and read tens, hundreds, thousands and thousands of pieces of writing that strangers have made. people who are not "writers". people who come home at the end of the day and have feelings and say, i am going to put that into words. i am going to share those words. short, long, sweet, sad, horny, funny, wonderful words. we are all just human and we all love to make and remake and share that with others. can you believe that.
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cozylittleartblog · 2 months
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cant tell you how bad it feels to constantly tell other artists to come to tumblr, because its the last good website that isn't fucked up by spoonfeeding algorithms and AI bullshit and isn't based around meaningless likes
just to watch that all fall apart in the last year or so and especially the last two weeks
there's nowhere good to go anymore for artists.
edit - a lot of people are saying the tags are important so actually, you'll look at my tags.
#please dont delete your accounts because of the AI crap. your art deserves more than being lost like that #if you have a good PC please glaze or nightshade it. if you dont or it doesnt work with your style (like mine) please start watermarking #use a plain-ish font. make it your username. if people can't google what your watermark says and find ur account its not a good watermark #it needs to be central in the image - NOT on the canvas edges - and put it in multiple places if you are compelled #please dont stop posting your art because of this shit. we just have to hope regulations will come slamming down on these shitheads#in the next year or two and you want to have accounts to come back to. the world Needs real art #if we all leave that just makes more room for these scam artists to fill in with their soulless recycled garbage #improvise adapt overcome. it sucks but it is what it is for the moment. safeguard yourself as best you can without making #years of art from thousands of artists lost media. the digital world and art is too temporary to hastily click a Delete button out of spite
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