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phoebe-delia · 3 years

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For the song prompt, let’s hear your track 5 lol

Lmaooo this made me laugh, thank you. I've already done my 13th track and now I get to do Track 5! (If you don't know why Track 5 is significant, it's because Taylor Swift puts her most emotional songs as the 5th song on every album).

My Track 5 is, fittingly, a Taylor song; not only that, it's "gold rush," which makes me happy because 1. it's a great song and 2. I actually wrote a fic based on it for the first EVER Drarry as Taylor fic--before I knew this would become a series. It's from Draco's POV, and it can be read here.

I'm so glad to take another crack at this song. This will serve as a sequel/companion piece to the original, but it can stand on its own. Enjoy.

For the first time in his life, Harry was too excited to sleep.

Unlike Dudley, he hadn't spent Christmas Eves and the hours before his birthdays anticipating presents and sweets. He'd never had anything to look forward to, nothing to keep him up at night in anxious glee.

But now, as he stared up at the ceiling, his new roommates sleeping soundly around him, he found himself able to calm his exhilarated mind enough to rest.

He knew that the red and gold curtains that hung around his bed meant that he was in Gryffindor, and he mentally thanked the magical hat for not sorting him into Slytherin with that Malfoy git.

Irritation rose in his chest at the memory of Malfoy insulting his new friend, Ron. Harry'd decided then that anyone who could look at Ron and decide to be so rude to him must be someone to avoid. He knew a bully when he saw one, and bullies, in his experience, didn't change.

Harry turned onto his side to stare out the window, marveling at the novelty of sleeping somewhere with a view other than cramped, blank walls.

He curled up into the warm blanket, finally letting the exhaustion of the day lull him to sleep.

________

Third-year Charms, Harry decided, wasn't any more interesting than it had been the first two years.

He sat next to Ron, who was watching Hermione take notes with machine-like speed and precision. While the sight of Hermione in action was entertaining for a minute or so, Harry didn't understand why Ron stared at her all the time.

Not for the first time that class, Harry regretted not sitting toward the back of the room. Malfoy was sat next to Parkinson at the table just behind them, and Harry knew it was unwise to turn one's back to one's enemy. It was much more prudent to stare at one's nemesis for as long as possible, using subtlety and stealth to make sure one's observations went undetected.

Ron stared at Hermione almost as much as Harry stared at Malfoy, but surely Ron didn't think their friend was up to something.

Well, unless you called memorizing every comma of Hogwarts: A History nefarious.

“Remember, class, your homework for tomorrow is seven inches on the history of the Summoning Charm. You are dismissed," Flitwick turned to the board, casting a cleaning charm to erase the notes.

Harry was startled out of his reverie by the sudden announcement, as well as by Ron, who nudged him and gestured to Hermione, whose head was still bent over her desk as she wrote furiously.

"How long d'you reckon she'd stay here and write if no one stopped her?" Ron muttered.

Harry let out a short laugh and opened his mouth to respond when he caught sight of Malfoy darting quickly out of the room.

Harry frowned. But before he could voice his pondering over why Malfoy'd all but sprinted from the classroom, Hermione had finally snapped out of her note-taking daze and joined Harry and Ron.

As they walked along the corridor, Ron and Hermione continued to squabble over whether or not they needed to go to the library during their free period.

"But 'Mione, it's called a free period. A period of freedom. Don't you want to be free?"

"I don't want my mind to be enslaved to ignorance, Ronald! Information is freedom."

"Merlin, fine. But I have to go get my textbook from the dorm first. Harry, you coming?"

Harry nodded. Hermione narrowed her eyes at the two of them before giving them a mollified nod. Clutching her books tightly, Hermione turned on her heel and walked briskly toward the library.

"C'mon mate," Ron said, tugging at Harry's sleeve. "Let's take the long way."

Ron prattled on about quidditch, and Harry tried to listen, he really did. But his thoughts drifted inevitably back to Malfoy. He kicked himself again for not choosing a better surveillance point in class; maybe if he'd been watching he'd have seen why Malfoy'd fled class at the end.

He and Ron ventured outside, through the courtyard and into the open area beside the lake. Harry felt a surge of victory and relief at the sight of Malfoy sitting on the bench, his head tilted back with a soft smile as if enjoying the warmth on his face. His hair glittered golden in the sun.

Without thinking, Harry started walking toward him, an animated Ron following along.

“But Harry, they haven’t got a chance! Look, the Cannons--”

Ron stopped talking as Malfoy turned to sneer at them.

“Can I help you?” Malfoy drawled, “Or do you mind taking your boisterous conversation elsewhere? I was here first.”

Ron glared. “Shut up, Malfoy. We didn’t see you, or we wouldn’t have come any closer in case being a prat is contagious.”

Malfoy smirked. “Unlike you, I wasn’t raised in a barn, so I don’t carry diseases. But we snakes do bite, so mind your place, Weaselbee.”

Ron started toward Draco, his fists clenched, but Harry grabbed his arm, despite the rage swelling in his own chest.

“Ron, he’s not worth it. C’mon.” Harry said, eyes narrowed at Malfoy in a clear warning.

Ron gave Malfoy one last glare before he let Harry steer him away from Malfoy, who widened his smirk in satisfaction. They walked away, Ron continuing his rant as they made their way to Gryffindor Tower. Harry looked over his shoulder, catching one more glimpse of Malfoy basking in the sunshine.

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“P-Potter,” Malfoy gasped, trapped between the bathroom wall as Harry crowded him, his face inches away. “W-what—?”

Harry shook his head, smiling softly. “You heard me, Malfoy.”

“I-I’m not sure I did, actually. Might you repeat it?”

Harry chuckled. “Why don’t I show you instead?”

Harry lifted a warm hand reached up to cup Malfoy’s cheek, leaned in and—

Harry woke with a gasp, sweat beading on his forehead. A hand scrubbed over his face as he wiped the sleep from his eyes and felt his four-poster ground him to reality.

After the last six years, he was no stranger to waking up in the middle of the night from strange dreams, but his subconscious--or rather Voldemort--usually tortured him with disturbing images and nightmare scenarios.

This time, it seems Voldemort had left Harry's subconscious to its own horny, teenaged devices--and it apparently had a twisted sense of humor.

That moment of blind rage in the bathroom haunted Harry enough during the day that he wasn't surprised that it would make its way into his dreams--but his chest hurt with the knowledge that perhaps it might've gone differently. Might've ended in whispered apologies, explanations, and soft, exploring kisses.

But if Malfoy hadn't hated him before, he certainly did now, and Harry couldn't blame him.

Harry knew a bully when he saw one, and during that moment, he couldn't pretend it had been Malfoy.

He raised a hand to the scar on his forehead and wondered when he'd changed.

________

“Draco Malfoy, you are hereby sentenced to three months house arrest, followed by one year of probation,” Kingsley banged the gavel, the sound reverberating in the large room before chatter rose from the avid audience.

Harry watched with a small smile as Malfoy and his mother sat together, their cool masks wavering with emotion for just a second before shifting back into place.

He decided to give them a moment before approaching Malfoy, but if he didn't get this over with now, he'd never have the courage.

Suddenly, Malfoy rose on shaking legs and walked over to Harry, who quickly stood to meet him in the middle. Harry regarded him with a tight-lipped smile.

Malfoy tipped his head slightly. “Thank you, Potter.”

Harry nodded. “Sure, Malfoy.”

Malfoy nodded before turning away, stopping when Harry, acting on impulse, reached out and grabbed his arm.

“Wait, Malfoy. I have something for you.”

Malfoy looked at him in confusion as Harry reached into his pocket and handed him his wand, stifling a chuckle when Malfoy’s eye widened.

“Thanks for letting me borrow it,” Harry said, his voice quiet.

Malfoy nodded again. He took the wand from Harry’s hand, closing his eyes. Harry let in a sharp breath at the sight of a soft smile on Malfoy's lips as he reunited with his wand. The image was more compelling than Harry imagined, as evidenced by the butterflies that filled his stomach.

Harry cleared his throat. “Well, er, I’ll see you around, Malfoy,” he said, nodding one final time before turning to leave.

He smiled as he heard Malfoy's quiet, "Goodbye, Potter," as he walked away.

________

Harry pressed his lips together in a grimaced smile as a few younger students gathered near him at the table in the Great Hall. Ron and Hermione shot him sympathetic looks, and he gave them an apologetic shrug before turning to sign another autograph for a wide-eyed first year.

If this would be an indication of what his eighth year would be, Harry wasn't sure how much longer he'd last.

After promises to fulfill the fans' requests later, the giggling group left the table to let him eat in relative peace--it was rather hard to enjoy one's dinner while half the school was staring at you.

His eyes flickered to the Slytherin table, where the students ate mechanically, their faces blank. Malfoy, who'd sent surprisingly genuine apology letters over the summer, looked thoughtful; not calculating or analyzing, but pensive.

Lying in bed that evening, Harry remembered the image of Malfoy at the Black Lake with his head tipped back in the sunlight. He thought of the rare smile Malfoy'd had when he held his wand for the first time after his trial, and the feeling that had bubbled up in his own chest at the sight.

Harry looked out the window at the night sky and wondered if happiness would be a constant thrum under his skin, or if it could be found in stolen moments tucked into his heart. The stars glittered in silent answer, shining with anticipation.

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queerbrujas · 3 years

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then it vanished away from my hands (part two)

pairing: nate sewell x eva navarro word count: 3.6k for this chapter (6.1k total so far) rating: T warnings: same as before, lots of angst and this won’t have a happy ending

part one | part three | read on ao3

The mutation in her blood was not known to inhibit physical abilities. None of the studies had indicated even the slightest possibility of immunity to vampire venom.

once again thanks to @crowsintheisland for the text post that inspired this entire fic—and uh, i’m sorry?

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part two: everything that’s under my skin

The transition can last anywhere from twenty minutes to several hours.

The exact duration is impossible to predict with certainty, as is the intensity of the pain she will endure, or the extent of the physical transformation.

(She has now heard all about Nate’s, how extreme it was—the worst the Agency has known since its establishment.

But things are easier now than they were three centuries ago, in the middle of the ocean, with… with everything that happened to him.

Things are easier.

There are substances that can dull the pain, if not counter it entirely. There are measures in place to make this go as smoothly as it possibly can. She will not have to suffer like he did.

Not least of all because she is choosing this.

That is a difference.)

Once the transition is complete and deemed successful, she will, in all likelihood, pass out from exhaustion. Nearly everyone does.

(Nearly everyone, of the ones who survive.)

She will then stay at the facility overnight, under observation until her condition becomes stable.

In addition to any of the common complications that might arise from the process itself, she will be monitored for out of control, violent tendencies upon reawakening (this is not a rare occurrence among the newly turned, she has been told), or for any unexpected reactions her blood might have to the vampire venom.

This will be the most difficult, painful period. Anything that touches her skin will feel like sandpaper. The slightest sound will be too loud.

There will be screaming. Thrashing. She will want to tear her skin apart and climb out of her body.

(A body she may or may not recognize anymore.)

This is expected.

And there will be the hunger. She will have to learn to live with this. Control it.

Over the next few days, her senses will stabilize. It will still be painful, and it will take much longer to learn to dampen them if she so chooses—but she will learn to function despite the pain. It will be a dull, constant ache she will grow used to.

She will then be reintroduced to people other than Agency medical staff.

Nate will be first. His presence is likely to be the only one she will be able to tolerate at this point.

(He will not be allowed to see her before this. This is for the best.)

Then the others.

Morgan.

Adam.

Farah.

In that order.

Then Rebecca.

(Because she is Agent Rebecca Navarro, the handler of Unit Bravo. Not because she is Rebecca-comma-her-mother.)

Her first feeding will be supervised, once again, by specialized staff.

It will not be human blood, not the first time.

Human blood is too intense, too flavorful, and it risks overwhelming her already fragile senses. It will give better results for her to work her way up to it over a period of time.

(She wonders who was the first to arrive at this conclusion, and how they had done so, but this has been Agency policy for at least a hundred years.)

Then, later, there will be tests.

Her blood will be studied again, analyzed for the way its unique composition might have changed or been influenced by the turning process. To assess if it retains any of its special properties, or if it is now indistinguishable from that of a regular vampire.

Eventually, she will be allowed to leave the Facility, and move back to the Warehouse.

She will meet with the fae counselor again. Twice a week, at first, then once weekly. This will continue for the next few months.

Once they deem it appropriate, she will be cleared to go on missions again.

Things will continue as normal.

With Eva finally, fully, a part of this world she has had a foot in for years now.

—

These are the things Eva had been prepared for.

The things she had researched, been informed of, agreed to. This is how things were supposed to go.

(Everything had been outlined in the paperwork she had signed, laid out for her in meetings and sessions the minute she had formally expressed her wish to turn.)

These are not the things that happened.

What did happen is something that has never, for as long as the Agency has had records (and the Agency has records dating back a very, very long time), happened before.

Failed supernatural turnings happen all the time, even under the supervision of the Agency.

Bad reactions to the venom, to the bite. People who are not strong enough, physically or mentally or emotionally.

People who are simply unlucky. It happens.

The strain of the process has claimed many lives.

The Agency tries to minimize the risk with all their prior assessments, but the odds are still not, never, favorable ones.

Eva knows this—this is what she agreed to.

In the end, it was a simple matter of probability—a 50%, 60%, 70% chance of death was always better than the eventual 100%.

(Always better than the knowledge that she would eventually waste away, and that her family—that Nate, her Nate—would have to watch. That she would have to see the already very obvious gap between them grow wider and wider with each passing year.)

It was the only thing that mattered that she had a chance, rather than none at all.

All or nothing.

This is what she agreed to.

But it has never happened before, for as long as the Agency has records, that the bite of a vampire, with the intent and the ability to turn, has absolutely no effect on the person who receives it.

No transformation.

No pain.

Nothing.

Eva’s blood has been studied in as much depth, its properties determined with as much precision and certainty, as the Agency’s technology and reagents have allowed.

The results have been—had been—deemed conclusive.

She was found to be immune to pheromones of all types, siren song, aura reading, precognition, tracking abilities, mood amplifiers.

All of this she has experienced firsthand during missions.

She is not immune to toxins, poisons, spores, paralyzing agents, venoms, or magically inflicted conditions.

This she has also experienced firsthand.

The mutation in her blood was not known to inhibit physical abilities. None of the studies had indicated even the slightest possibility of immunity to vampire venom.

And yet.

And yet. Here she is.

A still-bleeding bite on her neck.

Still human.

—

That night, she does not sleep.

She stays at the facility overnight, as she was meant to.

For very different reasons than she was meant to.

No one knows how to react to what has happened, Eva least of all, so she does the only thing she can trust herself to do: try to find an explanation, a solution.

Something that will allow her to move forward.

The medical staff is just as bewildered as she is, almost as eager to find out why it didn’t work.

There are more tests.

There will need to be more tests, later.

More studies, things they had measured before that will need to be measured again.

Her blood is drawn, sent for quick analysis.

There is no trace of venom in it.

It shouldn’t have disappeared so quickly. It shouldn’t have disappeared at all.

It makes no sense.

—

Nate is as panicked as she is forcing herself not to be.

(He has never done well under stress. This, too, has not changed.)

There is that tightness to his mouth, that slightly more forceful way he shoves his hands in his pockets.

It is so easy to revert to old habits. Especially ones that are hundreds of years old.

He tells her she should sleep, tells her they can work this out in the morning.

(Tries to soothe her when all she wants is to solve this.)

This was not part of the plan. Her hands are shaking.

Nate takes them in his—unsteady as he is right now, the contact helps. It always does.

He is probably right: it makes no difference to have the tests carried out at three or eight in the morning. But it is about the feeling of activity as much as it is about activity itself, and if she stands still she might go mad.

Too often she falls into action as a replacement for feeling.

It is so easy to revert to old habits. Even if they are not hundreds of years old.

She takes a deep breath. Lets Nate’s proximity ease her a little.

Nate is right.

She will—they will—figure this out.

It will work out.

It has to.

—

Over the following weeks, once the initial wave of panic subsides, Eva falls into a routine.

She does not have obligations to the station or to Wayhaven anymore, so she dedicates herself entirely to the Agency.

Unit Bravo is still sent on missions. She is still expected to take part in them, as she was before.

Her life at the Warehouse continues much the same as it was. With Nate, with the others.

She has always been good at compartmentalizing.

Every moment she does not spend with them, however, is now spent at the Facility, in the lab, meeting with doctors and scientists.

She doubles down on the research she had already begun to specialize in: supernatural biology was always going to be her field of study, a chance to put her skills and previous knowledge to far, far more use than she had ever managed as an officer, as a detective. From the moment the Agency started to trust her she had requested to be kept up to date on findings and developments, had requested permission to be included in research programs—to varying levels of success—and spent much of her free time studying what was already known.

(There had been many long, comfortable evenings spent with Nate in his library, reading treatises and books she still couldn’t believe ever made it to regular, human publication. He’d laughed softly when she’d brought that up, once, as she lay on the couch with her head resting on his lap.

“I mean it,” she said, sitting up with a half-laugh of her own. She’d been reading a tome from the early 20th century that detailed the regeneration abilities of phoenixes. “How did anyone take this seriously enough to publish?” She turned the book to look at the cover again. “And this was a regular publishing house.”

That, in turn, led to a fascinating conversation about humans’ tendency to ignore anything that disrupted their worldview too much, and the extent to which the Agency had in fact been connected to that “regular publishing house”, and how Nate knew the person responsible for the publication of that specific book.

The amount of actual studying she managed during those evenings always varied.)

Her newly acquired clearance now grants her access to tests and studies that she can sign off on herself, that she doesn’t need to request from Rebecca (or from anyone) with the hope that they’ll be approved.

Old habits come back, forgotten from her days at university, from a different life. She finds herself slipping into the same rhythm she had been so comfortable with, once—but there is a strange calmness to it even underneath her fevered, focused drive; something soothing about losing herself in slides and results and research.

This is what she had wanted, years ago, before the police, before Bobby. This is exactly what she had wanted.

She has so much of what she had always wanted.

And yet underneath that feeling, there is something else that is slowly, very slowly growing.

Very slowly taking root.

She does not look at it.

She does not think about it.

(Please don’t let it be taken away.)

She does not think about it.

She keeps herself busy.

—

When the Agency clears it, she contacts Verda again.

Eva knows he still has the blood test results from the Murphy case, from Janet Greenland. His research led nowhere, but it remained untouched.

He’s happy to hear from her—asks about her new job. She tells him she’s working in a lab that would make him jealous, would make even the City people jealous. She makes a joke about the Agency’s budget; he laughs.

It’s so easy.

(She is glad to hear his voice, and she asks with genuine interest about Eric and Cara and Lacey—they are doing wonderfully; little Lacey just had her birthday—but it is still so, so easy to lie.)

It is just as easy to convince him to send her his findings. The Agency, it turns out, is a wonderful excuse for pretty much anything, and he is all too happy to help her.

It ends up being yet another dead end. Janet Greenland’s blood had the same properties as her own, and Verda’s analyses say far less than the Agency’s.

There is nothing new in them, nothing Eva didn’t already know.

Another closed door.

(And that feeling is still there. Roots and vines spreading within her.)

—

It has been months.

She is no closer to finding a solution now than she was then: every door closes as soon as it opens. There had been another attempt—a different vampire, an Agency representative she didn’t know—it didn’t matter, it still didn’t work.

There have been tests and studies and even the possibility of turning into a different kind of supernatural—nothing, nothing. Nothing seems to lead anywhere.

It has been months, and she is too aware, too painfully aware in a way that she can’t ignore that months easily turn into years and she is not thirty years old anymore, has not been for a while.

It has been months and the roots and vines that grow within her have taken hold, have reached her throat. That thought is still there, that feeling.

She wakes up in the middle of the night and she can’t breathe.

It takes a terrifying, delirious moment to realize she is in her room—

(in their room, hers and Nate’s, their room in the Warehouse)

(and she’s not sure what she was dreaming except that she is left with that feeling of being on the edge of an abyss, of being about to fall)

—and Nate is there, he is always there, warm hands and strong arms and he is holding her against him, whispering into her ear—in languages she does not know but which have become familiar to her because they are his—until she can breathe again.

He whispers to her in Spanish, too, and in the middle of the night, lost as she feels, it hurts.

Hurts in the full, aching way his love has always hurt, in the way that makes the unshed tears of years past want to finally fall.

They don’t.

She blinks them away, buries her face in the crook of his neck.

“Jaan, love,” he says later, later, after her breathing has settled. His voice is all concern, all sweet care, spoken against her hair. “Sleep.”

He knows he won’t get her to talk, not when she is like this. He has learned her moods and her disposition, knows them better than she herself does. But she hasn’t slept through a night in weeks, and the worry in his voice mirrors the way his hands trace shapes on her skin, warm, soothing.

She doesn’t respond.

“I will figure this out,” she says instead. I have to, she doesn’t say.

She doesn’t look at him.

She’s not sure, really, if she’s saying it to Nate or if she’s saying it to herself.

He draws back, puts the smallest amount of space between them. Hooks a finger under her chin, tilts her head up so she can meet his eyes.

God, those eyes.

Those eyes have always been her undoing.

The purest, darkest brown (and she can’t see well enough now in the low light of their room, but she doesn’t need to, she knows them by heart, could bring them to mind at any moment—there is an even darker ring around the iris, long dark lashes framing them), warm and blazing in a way that stirs her alive.

“Eva,” he says, simply (and yet not, because there is nothing simple about her name in his mouth). It pulls her back from her thoughts, as it always has, as it always does.

(It’s in the way he says it. He has always said it the way it’s meant to be said, the way very few people in her life ever have. The subtle inflections of his accent shape themselves around it instead of forcing it into a different sound and those two syllables have never sounded so right as they do when he says them.

The name of a person you love is more than language. She’s not sure where it’s from. He quoted it to her once.

I summon you back by saying your nombre. This one she knows. It stings, in that same full, beautiful way.)

It’s too much.

His eyes and her name and his voice and his arms and the warmth of him around her and the vines in her throat. Too close. Too close.

Too much.

“I’m sorry,” she whispers.

Her voice cracks. She hates that it does.

Nate blinks, once, twice, before his frown deepens with even more concern and even more love and even more care.

Those are not words heard from her often or even at all. I apologize, if she needs to, if she feels it is warranted—reparations and actions but not this. Never this.

“What for, my love?”

I don’t know.

I’m sorry I’m falling apart.

I’m sorry I’m breaking down.

I’m sorry this is such a mess and I’m sorry I’m getting overwhelmed and I’m sorry I don’t know what to do and and and

Everything in her wants to push the words down.

So she drags them out of her throat.

Painful, painful, it has always been painful (it will never not be painful; her heart was not made for this) but it is pain she embraces, pain that comes from love and from feeling.

She would not, could not hide anything from him. Even if it means giving voice to that one thought that she has refused, refused to look at ever since she felt it make its home there.

Voicing it gives it shape.

Giving it shape makes it something that needs to be confronted.

(“I’ve cracked myself open for you and nothing has ever given me such pleasure,” she wrote once—it seems so long ago—in a letter she meant to give to him but never did. Finding the words, looking at the parts of herself that she hated—she wouldn’t have had a reason to do it were it not for the fact that she wanted him to know all of her.)

“I’m scared, Nate—I don’t know what to do, I’m fucking terrified. What if it doesn’t—what if I can’t—”

And she is sobbing now, words half-formed, tumbling out with the fear acknowledged.

And she knows he doesn’t want to hear this, she knows, it took so long to even have this conversation in the first place and it only happened because she’d been the one to push for it—

Nate holds her, and lets her cry.

“Whatever happens, you have me. You will always have me, I promise,” is the last thing she hears before she falls asleep again, exhausted, drained.

(She thinks he might be crying, too.)

—

Things are different, after that.

She feels—fragile.

Unmoored.

—

Finally, finally, the answer comes.

The results of those initial tests, the ones from years ago, the ones before Murphy—they provide the key.

It is not the mutation in her blood that is preventing the venom from working.

Her blood would, should be able to react to it.

Except—

Except that because of what Murphy did to her, half her blood is supernatural. Half the blood in her veins is vampire blood.

Only half.

Only the blood.

Her DNA remains unaltered, purely and uniquely human, but it's enough.

Enough for the venom to be absorbed without any effect or consequence, because vampire venom does not react with vampire blood.

Because supernaturals can't be turned into other supernaturals.

It’s conclusive, this time, (and trying to undo it would kill her, with such certainty that it is not even something that can be considered at all), and what a fucking joke it is—she would laugh if she weren’t so stunned, isn’t sure she doesn’t—she can never not be human because her body thinks it's already something else.

—

That feeling of dread that grew steadily with every closed door, with every negative result—it claws up her throat now. Spills out, nothing containing it anymore.

It was only a matter of time.

Her hands shake as she turns the key in the lock (and she catches a glimpse of the scar on her wrist and she almost screams) and she is fucking glad she kept the apartment in Wayhaven, now, as she shuts the door behind her and collapses to the floor, a wailing sound like a wounded animal's leaving her—

And then she is crying, sobbing on the floor of an empty apartment she hasn't been to in god knows how long, the palms of her hands pressed hard against her eyelids and still her mind is trying, trying, desperately reaching for any kind of solution, anything that will let her hold on to hope for just a little longer—

But there isn't one.

She knows there isn’t one and she can’t look away from it anymore.

Her whole life she has always found a way forward, a way out of everything; things have always worked out in the end, but this, this, this one time—

This one thing—

She can never be their equal.

This one thing that she wants—

That abyss between them that she had thought possible to bridge, had not thought she could not bridge will do nothing but grow wider and wider and wider until—

Shit.

Shit, shit, shit, shit.

What the fuck happens now?

How does she—?

Fuck.

#the wayhaven chronicles #nate sewell #qbwrites #qbwritestwc #oc: eva

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wolf-stark · 3 years

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You ask I deliver — both tfatws asks in one!

tfatws weekly ask 1

i finally saw ep1!! i wont be able to see ep2 until thursday at the earliest but i already have some Thots on this ep. here are the ones I remember

first is, and i'm so sorry for this, a grammar lesson. an appositive is when you stick an additional phrase in between commas, dashes, or the like. i actually just used one! the "and i'm so sorry for this" in the first sentence of this paragraph is an appositive. thing is, most english speakers don't normally use them when they speak, only in writing. so i'm always on high alert whenever i hear somebody in tv or movies use one. (it's generally a marker of bad screenwriting). anyway there was one right in the beginning of the episode. the white army guy yelling at sam wilson said "first lieutenant Torres, our intel officer, will be helping on the ground." yeah so. the writing of this series started out on the wrong foot for me. but the rest of the episode was obviously tons and tons better (every interview i see with malcolm spellman makes me love him more and more)

the contrast between the opening minutes (falcon action sequence) and the rest of the ep.... i would 100000/10 rather watch a series with just sam and bucky dealing with life. i dont give a single crap about the flag-smashers or any of that. i just want sam, sarah & fam getting their boating business back on the ground & yeeting racist dickwads, bucky going through therapy and making amends, sam and joaquin being bros, sambucky homoerotic tension, etc.

the cinnamontography! wandavision mostly used cinematography to signify era n stuff. tfatws doesn't have wv's premise to go off of, so here's some tricks i noticed:

with sam there's obviously all sorts of shots with the captain america iconography next to his face, but he hasn't totally claimed it. there's the mural of steve rogers in the background; there's sam staring into the shield like it's a spectre of steve's face; there's sam looking into the exhibit, the shield and sam separated by glass and a layer of camera focus. steve is a constant spectre, always there, an idea, a symbol himself. sam's relationship with this iconography is distanced. he is separated by glass exhibit walls. by painting canvases. he doesn't yet feel worthy to take on that iconography. this whole thing was pulled off quite well but also a bit on-the-nose if only in quantity. there's just sooooo much fancy iconography stuff

speaking of the exhibit, there's something that i get real pissy about. it's when like, there's an action going on you're supposed to be paying attention to but the cinematographer is like,,,, hey! check out this location! or this headline! or something! there was a lot of that in the exhibit. the camera was like, you could focus on sam and rhodey's convo (which was fine but could have been so much better with an extra like 10 minutes of deep character study talk) but noooo you want me to look at the symbol for the united nations and read all the text about bucky who hasn't even showed up yet. shut up i know the lore and ill watch the shot-by-shot breakdown yt vids you don't have to make the shot this long jkdsalcjklasejf

my fav trick was with bucky and the therapist. i had seen a clip of the scene with bucky and the therapist beforehand and i thought the cinnamontography was super obnoxious, but then i was like, oh duh. the shots frequently change the distance between the camera and its subject. sometimes it's uncomfortably close and sometimes it's really far. a clear allegory for the duality of therapy, esp for bucky! therapy is an invasive process wherein he is ruthlessly examined, picked apart, and berated for his trauma (this therapist is crap in every way btw, "mean therapist" works for greg house and greg house only). so the camera goes close. it makes the viewer claustrophobic like bucky. but when he's like "no i haven't had any nightmares" the camera suddenly goes really far. we see bucky as this tiny head in the center of the bottom of the frame. we are distanced from him. he has pushed us away. we cannot see him. he lies because he is vulnerable. so yeah, amazing work there. the therapy scene was hard to watch on purpose!

did bucky slip a note to yori inside the dollar bill? bucky stop making me emooooo. the suuper awkward fake smile has me 😭 (veteran trying to adjust!)

mark my worrrrds when sam asks someone y the govt picked john “white bread” walker they’re gonna say “we needed somebody everyone can get behind....someone uncontroversial, someone everyone can see themselves in” like that exact racist dog whistle

tfatws weekly ask 2

just saw ep2 so im taking advantage of the 2 seconds i can be on tumblr without worrying about tfatws spoilers before new episode drops

when isaiah said "your people put me in prison for being a hero" and bucky thought "your people" means hydra. 🤦‍♂️

speaking of racism, the interplay between sam being Black (anti-Black racism) and sam being the Falcon (negrophilia, "can i take a selfie w you as i deny you a loan?") and the intersection between the two (j*hn lichrally called sam "steve's wingman"! he takes the crypto out of crypto-racist in like 2 seconds!) !!!!!!!! a Black celebrity's Black experience, the separation of man and identity!!!! (thinking about vanessa bayer in snl in that skit "beyonce is black" telling her black friend "you're not black, you're...my girl!")

after sam gets racially profiled by cops we see j*hn standing in front of cop cars cinematic parallels turns out j*hn is racist who knew

this therapist sucks major ass but she got bucky and sam together in the same room and ready to collaborate...that's something ig. it was lichrally couple's therapy she said she used her miracle exercise with couples sambucky antis get blended

bucky says "he was wrong about you so maybe he was wrong about me"...that's not how people talk. when therapist asks bucky, the guy who doesn't talk at all about himself, "y do you hate sam", the last thing bucky's gonna do is actually connect his hatred of sam to his own self-worth issues. bucky generally refuses to talk about himself, so why would he talk about himself in the one context that nobody ever links back to their own neuroses: hatred of other people? one thing human beings hate most is admitting we're wrong. admitting you hate someone because of your own issues? that's a major therapeutic step. bucky would absolutely have to be prompted to do that. even like one or two lines of dialogue more would have set up that line better. but in terms of the actual thought? an amazing way to take the sam/bucky relationship. bucky bases his self-worth on steve believing in him, and if steve is wrong bucky has no self-worth, so 1) he has to develop self-worth disassociated from steve's assessment of him and 2) he has to love himself before he can love sam, and 3) he has to realize that sam giving up the shield is a sign of sam's humility not his unworthiness.

conversely, we don't get into why sam hates bucky? yeah sam has the right to hate a guy that has tried to kill him (albeit while brainwashed) multiple times, and now shows up in his life just to bash him but. everything happens so fast i cant follow their relationship

in fact i dont feel like i understood much of anything. like y did bucky and sam go on that mission together? how connected are sam/bucky/joaquin with the government? doesn't bucky just want to retire now? literally what is everyone doing/feeling and why???

if battlestar becomes a knowing commentary on the black best friend stereotype i'm gonna party, but i dont expect much of that

the interplay between man and symbol. captain america is obviously a symbol. the shield is obviously a symbol. but steve rogers? the. man behind the cowl? he too seems to become a symbol. a paragon of a good guy, so good he's unreachable. steve was just a guy stop idolizing him the last thing steve would want is to be idolized

as the resident musician/music nerd on mcublr, 1) that captain america rally music slaps, but 2) re: the song at the end of the ep, if you're just gonna rip off mozart's lacrymosa then at least play mozart's lacrymosa. we wont blame you the lacrymosa slaps (if you dont know what im talking about go on yt and search it up youll recognize it fo sho

look i love enfys nest as much as the next guy but if tfatws is gonna get erin kellyman to play another innocent little gurl blackmailed into the fakeout-villain position (her text seemed to suggest as such) then 😡 like why can't women just....be evil? young, freckly, innocent-looking women? girls are not untouchable pure objects but full of rage and resentment just as much as anyone can be

bonus ep1 comment: bucky says about that senator whose car he hijacked, "she continued to abuse the power i gave her." fictionaldarling on yt say that he says "i" because he can't disassociate himself from his winter soldier persona which begets endless and senseless guilt. like dude. can i not be emo for like 1 second.

OKay. First off, as much I enjoy your sending it to me, what made you decide to send me these??

TFATWS WA #1

Don't worry about getting this to me as early as possible. I usually don't watch the episode right away.

1. Cool writing lesson.

2. Everyone wants a comedy show [like Friends] about the MCU superheroes.

3. Cinematography is always a beautiful thing.

4. Sam definitely has to carve his own Captain America status for himself, outside of Steve's ya know everything.

5. They have to do that for people who was just now tuning in because they're in love with Sam Wilson or Sharon Carter.

6. I think the therapist was taking a 'tough love' approach for Bucky, because she likely has some very strong opinions about the literal assassin she's been assigned to give therapy too. She did not choose to talk to him, she was assigned that make that clear in the second episode.

And, Bucky isn't lying when he said it wasn't a nightmare. It wasn't a nightmare, it was a resurfaced memory. So, technically he wasn't lying - and yes, the camera does move away because while he's saying he didn't have a nightmare, he's not expanding on what actually happened - so, he's still pushing the therapist/us away.

7. Bucky, and Steve, have/had a TON to adjust to.

8. Yeah, I agree that will be the bullshit line they give. If they ever actually talk about it.

TFATW WA #2

Yeah, always got to take advantage of avoiding those spoilers lmfaoo.

1. Honestly, that line was double meaning. Both about White people and Hydra [which is made up of mostly white supremacists/nazis] So, the line is gesturing to both White People in general and Hydra assholes together. I think the terminology is “double edge sword”??

2. This whole paragraph structure confused me, ngl - so I'm going to answer it the best I can. I do like that they're not ignoring the fact that Sam being Black is 1000% the reason he's not the Official Captain America - because the gov't is racist as hell.

I also like the little lines about how they point out little things about Sam's Falcon persona, like that kid calling him 'Black Falcon' specifically and Sam's response show the split between Sam and Falcon itself.

John is a dick for calling Sam the wingman of Steve Rogers. Sam was a hero all on his own before Steve asked him to join up again. [Side note, it's lichrally??]

3. Exactly, the parallel of Sam being profiled and surrounded while just on the street and John being surrounded by fans and being able to spring Bucky with apparently only a few sentences shows a Loooooot

4. Honestly, at this point I wonder if she's not actually a therapist and is just an agent assigned to assess Bucky outside of an Official Building. I do know, however, that her 'look at each other and speak' exercise is actually a real therapy practice. It's just a little slower.

5. Actually, I think he would've blurted that out. That whole line. I don't think Bucky hates Sam. I think they could've done the scene better, but I think that had Sam prodded him/the therapist been more annoying Bucky would've lost control of his emotions and blurted out the whole "If he was wrong about you, he was wrong about me" but I feel like the writing for this show is just... not there. Sometimes you blurt shit when you get overemotional and I think that was what Bucky was supposed to be like.

6. I don't think Sam hates Bucky, I think he doesn't trust him though. I do wish they'd talked about that though. The whole 'talk to each other' scene should've been a LOT longer and a LOT slower.

7. Sam and Bucky's relationship is being fast tracked because they don't really know how to work the relationship out, writers-room-wise. Bucky is technically retired, but I feel like he's trying to live up to Steve's expectations and doing what Steve would've done and we all know that if Steve was there, Steve would've jumped on that plane with Sam. It looks like Sam/Bucky/Joaquin are a side-team based from Military services but as Sam says they're all free agents so...?

8. Sadly, They seem to just be propping up to be another stereotype.

9. Captain America is a symbol. Steve Rogers is a man. But now Steve Rogers is an idol because of all the shit he's been through and honestly, it's not a bad thing he's become an idol for people - it's using Steve as a reason to make White Bread Walker the next Captain that makes Steve's idolization so fucked.

10. I don't know anything about music so I have no opinion here, sorry.

11. Enfys?? Also, I think they did the whole Innocent Girl Thing as side commentary for Bucky lowering his guard about seeing a young girl rather than a guy.

12. Bucky is the Winter Solider. The Winter Solider is Bucky. That is how Bucky will always see it because although he was brainwashed, it was still him and he remembers all of it. When you have constant memories of something 'someone else' did, you tend to not be able to pull the two personas out of each other. I want Bucky to take up the title, White Wolf instead of Winter Soldier. Honest.

This is all my opinion, I’m honestly a little disappointed with the writing of TFATWS so far so... I’m not really optimistic about this.

#Asks

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ink-flavored · 5 years

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11/11/11 Tag Game

The biggest thank you to @bookenders for tagging me!

Rules: answer 11 questions, ask 11 questions, tag 11 people!

Tags: @tenacious-scripturient @junekinn @monstrouswrites @waterfallwritings @quilloftheclouds @orion-spills-ink @fantasy-studiies @mvcreates @starrywritingg @bearlyfunctionalwriter @ikilledmyocs

(feel no pressure, my friends, only complete this if you want to!)

My Questions:

What’s your favorite kind of scene to write?

What’s your least favorite kind of scene to write?

What kind of story speaks to you the most?

Why did you start writing in the first place?

What area of your writing do you think needs the most improvement?

How different is/are your WIP(s) from when you first started it/them?

Is there a character that you hate writing? Why?

What is your goal when you tell a story?

What inspires you?

What’s your favorite flavor?

Dogs or cats?

My answers under the cut!

1. What’s your favorite snack?

When I look for a crunchy snack, it’s chips. When I want something sweet, it’ll be Oreos.

2. What’s your personal theme song?

It’s either Working, by I Fight Dragons or Love by Imagine Dragons

3. Who would be your superhero sidekick? What are your names/uniforms/powers/aesthetic(s)?

Objectively, the best superpower is to be able to manipulate probability, so that would be my power. Honestly, I think I would just manipulate the probability of people finding out I have superpowers to 0% and then keep living my normal life. I’m really fun at parties.

4. If you could have one author/writer give you advice on something in your story, who would it be and what would you ask?

Oh NO don’t make me choose one!!! Okay, it would either be J.R.R. Tolkien, or Christopher Paolini -- both of them are my idols. I would ask Tolkein if my world building holds up (for obvious reasons), and I’d ask Paolini for advice on fight scenes. Because I struggle So Much.

5. Which of your characters has changed the most from your initial concept of them?

At the inception of Firesoul, Teconia was a bubbly, happy-go-lucky, almost criminally naive person, who, in retrospect, didn’t fit the theme of the story very well. She’s become a completely different character -- still happy, but more guarded. She’s impulsive, but not to the point of self-destruction...as much.

6. What’s your favorite title? And how do you title your own stories?

I think Fear, Me is the best and most comprehensive title that I’ve created. It’s a play-on-words, and shows the power of a single comma in a phrase that would normally inspire fear in others, not describe the person saying it. Punctuation, folks.

I usually title my works after I figure out what the overarching theme is, or what the story is mostly going to be about. In rare cases like The God-Dragon’s Wife, when the title is basically a summary of the plot, I come up with the title before the concept.

7. What kind of pens do you like?

Ballpoint pens! Gel pens! So many pens!

8. How willing are you to change/tweak parts of your stories based on feedback you receive anonymously or from a respected friend?

If something genuinely doesn’t work in a story, I am always more than willing to change it. Thanks to 12 years of professional dancing, I’ve learned to take criticism pretty well, especially from people I trust or who back up their points with examples.

9. What interests/fascinates you about the setting(s) you chose for your WIP(s)?

I’ve always been a huge fantasy lover, and when I grew up and saw the reflections of our own world in the pages of my favorite books, I loved it even more. The idea of removing oneself from reality in order to look at an issue objectively in an unfamiliar setting is a deeply important exercise, I believe, and fantasy allows people to confront themselves, even if they don’t realize that’s what they’re doing.

10. Of what you’ve written so far, what is your favorite scene/part?

There’s a part in Firesoul where Teconia burns an enchanted tattoo off her skin in an attempt to nullify the magic -- it leaves grotesque scar and she nearly dies. It’s my favorite because it encapsulates her character so well.

11. What do you love about stories?

As mentioned in question nine, forcing people to confront parts of themselves or the world that they might not want to look at/refuse to acknowledge is important, and stories can do that and so much more. Stories inspire and give and take. They’re part of what make us human -- art in general is a magnificent, collaborative experience undertaken by the human race. It’s phenomenal what we can accomplish when we all work together.

#11/11/11 #writeblr #annika talks #ask game #?

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kaylewiswrites · 6 years

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Drunk WIP Week Day 3 - The Forgotten Grave Society

For those of you who haven’t heard me yelling about this for the past three days, I’m shrugging off the burden of trying to look like I know what I’m doing, and introducing my WIPs the way I do when I’m drunk and excited.

If you like assholes, superpowers, camping, and people who almost get along, check out Day 1.

If you like slow burn lesbian romances, political intrigue, ragtag groups who come to love each other, and deserts, try Day 2.

If you like empowered middle school girls who start to see dead people, then congrats, you are, temporally, in the right place.

The Forgotten Grave Society

Premise:

Today is easy. The world building is like, nothing.

TFGS takes place in a small town in a small state, where life on the seaside brings in tourists, and also, sometimes, ghosts, apparently. (I am really liking excessive commas today, aren’t I?) The story begins in the small town on the mid-Atlantic on the first full day of summer vacation, in a graveyard that is commonly overlooked.

Characters:

Marcy: Here’s a girl who looks average, not tall or short, tan or pale, large or small, and has not one single physical feature that makes her stand out. Bank robbery is Marcy’s backup career, since so many people overlook her. But her personality makes up for the middle ground that she exudes: All or nothing.

She’s either trashing her room, or organizing everything by color. She cooks gourmet meals or rips cold rotisserie chicken straight from the fridge with her hand. To her coaches annoyance, she’s unable to figure out jogging. You can’t just sprint and walk, he tells her. But she doesn’t really get it.

Marcy spends a lot of time in her own head, and it’s very, very easy for her to miss where the conversations around her are going, while she takes a side path down another road, and by the time she brings up something she founds there, everyone else is miles away. She got laughed at a lot because of this, and now rarely talks with all of her track friends.

Talents include: running, jumping, getting A’s the three times a year she studies, cooking, and being brutally honest without meaning to be brutal.

Ava: Ava was born the cutest child you had ever seen. Perfect brown ringlets in her hair, cherubic round face and rosy cheeks, innocent freckles underneath her big round eyes, everyone just adored Ava from the moment they saw her. And then she opened her mouth.

Ava hates having high expectations held over her head, so she’s learned how to dash them as soon as possible. On the first day of first grade, the teacher called on Ava to introduce herself first, (since she would obviously become the teachers favorite, by the look of her). Ava stood up on her chair and gave a loud, scientific description of how babies were made. She’s been a class clown ever since.

Known talents are: Causing a scene, making fart noises, disrupting the class. She hides the real ones: sculpting and casting, non-fiction reading, getting under Marcy’s skin (ok, maybe she doesn’t hide that last one)

Ronnie: Everyone knows Veronica is going to become some big engineer or bio-chemist or astrophysicist. Her grandmother was the first black professor at the Marine Biology Department that’s housed in their small town, so she knows she’s got big shoes to fill.

But the truth is, Ronnie doesn’t know what she wants to do. She hates that question. You know what she likes? Reading. She likes reading her text books and science theory books, and she likes reading cheesy romances, too. She likes conducting complicated experiments, sure, but she gets just as much pleasure out of the simple steps of her skin-care routine. She relishes in routine and anything she breaks down into small rituals she can. Making a sandwich. Programming a robot. All straightforward if do it one step at a time.

Talents include: almost anything STEM related, designing inventions, choosing cute outfits, memorizing song lyrics, and coming up with really cool club names.

Plot

Its the first day of summer, and three very different girls from different classrooms and different friend groups somehow find themselves in the same graveyard.

While there, they realize that a lot of these graves are like, really, really old. People aren’t putting flowers out for them like they do for the new ones. The girls decide to remember those graves for them, and thus the club is born.

They spend the whole summer hanging out in a graveyard, cleaning stones and making bouquets of definitely-not-stolen-from-people’s-yards flowers. But when it’s time to go back to school, they feel themselves being torn apart by clubs, friends, and work. When they meet in the graveyard again to try to figure out what to do about this, they see a ghost.

Of course ghost-seeing powers would kick in in September and not June, they think, but discovering the supernatural is real IS a good motivator for spending more time with each other. The Forgotten Grave Society decides to be both about sitting around graves eating snacks on warm summer mornings AND solving ghost problems so they can move onto the next life/afterlife/whatever you believe in (this book takes no assumptions into what happens after the ghosts leave).

A short snippet is under the cut if you’d like to read! I’m always open to questions, comments, and critiques, so don’t be afraid to give your thoughts. I’m tagging @aomory for this post. If anyone would like to be tagged in more Forgotten Grave Society stuff, let me know! The WIP page is here.

"Do you think they know?" Ava asks after two weeks of remembering. It's early July, hot and hazy, and humid enough at 9 in the morning that all three are planning on battling tourists to take a dip in the ocean later in the day. They remembered a woman that day, Elizabeth Holson, who died in 1931, and now they're eating lunch in front of her grave. The three girls sit with identical bags of salt and vinegar chips (on sale) and fruit cups filled with syrup. “What’s we’re doing, I mean.”

"You're asking if we believe in life after death," Ronnie responds.

"Well, I guess it's implied," Ava shrugs.

"No." Marcy shoves some chips in her mouth.

"Well, that’s decisive," Ava snorts.

"It seems like a natural, human response to death for me," Marcy states. "Think about it. You see someone die, you realize that one day you will too, and you panic. The idea of nonexistence terrifies people. So they say, no, when you die you go to somewhere better, where you're always young and your whole family is there, or all your stuff is there, or you come back to earth as something else. It's either that or admit that you and everything you know is temporary and unimportant to the world as a whole."

"That's logical, I guess," Ronnie admits. "But I like the idea that something comes next."

"Exactly my point."

"We learn about heaven in Sunday School. I'm going to go ahead and believe in that. It sounds the best."

"In science we learn that matter can't be created or destroyed, only changed. Maybe that happens when we die."

"What do you mean?" Marcy asks. "When, like, a flower dies, it's just gone right? It'll break down into nothing." She gestured at the dead flowers still sitting in front of their first grave. What remains of them are shriveled and dark.

"You're right about it breaking down, but not into nothing. It's releasing carbon dioxide into the air, bugs and larvae and fungi are eating it and turning it into energy the same way we do with food, releasing it as waste, which continues to break down further. All the different parts that made it a living flower are separating back into nature. Remember the Periodic Table? Everything in the universe is made up of those elements, and nothing can ever be added or subtracted."

"So a human body does the same thing. If it's not cremated, it breaks down into it's elements," Ava follows. "What does that have to do with an afterlife?"

"You're body breaks down, but your body isn't the thing that goes to heaven, right?"

"No, it's your soul."

"Exactly. So if nothing can be removed or added from the equation, I think we might be reincarnated."

Ava chews on the tiny plastic spoon that came with her fruit cup. "You're assuming that a soul is made of matter."

"Everything else is."

"But then wouldn't we be able to see it? Feel it?"

"The air around us has mass, but we can't see it, and can usually barely feel it."

"Wouldn't it have to be made of some of your elements?" Marcy asks. "Someone would probably have noticed it by now."

"There could be different molecular constructions that we don't have the technology to detect, a new isotope we haven't thought to look for-" She realizes she’s lost them. "Science is growing every day. Sometimes impossible things are just things that haven't been explained yet."

"You've been thinking about this for a while?" Marcy asks.

"No. Not until Ava just asked."

"This is what we get, making friends with the smart girl," Ava laughs. "So. What's your theory's answer to my question? Do you think these people know what we're doing?"

Ronnie thinks for a moment. "I doubt it. That would imply that they are somehow omniscient about anything that is connected to their past lives. Do you guys have any memories of your old graves?"

"That's a weird thought," Ava shudders. "And no."

Marcy shakes her head.

"Which means that people, or most people, disconnect from their old life when they start a new one. Or it means that my theory is wrong," she chuckles.

"So if you two don't think they know, why are you doing this?"

"I don't think it matters if they know or not," Ronnie says.

"It's like when you do someone a favor,” Marcy says before chugging the syrup from her fruit cup. “If it's important that you take credit for it, then you're not doing it for them. You're doing it for you."

"Wow. Such kind words from the girl that split open Hannah Bover's lip over a boundary dispute."

"Her foot crossed the line, that shot shouldn't have counted-"

"So you elbowed her in the face?"

"I like doing it," Ronnie cuts in, knowing how long Ava could keep Marcy on this track. "It's peaceful, and it makes me happy. Do we need a reason?"

"Maybe we're subconsciously afraid of being forgotten, so we're trying to remember everyone else. I know I want people to say my name after I'm gone. Everyone deserves to continue existing,” Marcy says with a shrug.

"So Ronnie comes for herself. Marcy comes for them."

"Who do you come for?"

Ava wraps her arms around her legs, as if she were cold. "Neither of your theories allow for ghosts."

She avoids their eyes, and looks very un-Ava-like all of a sudden.

"Do you come for ghosts?" Ronnie asks in the most neutral voice she can manage.

"No," she says defensively. "I mean, I-I didn't. I like doing this, and- just- wouldn't it be cool? If they were watching us, from the shadows, appreciating it?"

Ava becomes more and more nervous as the silence stretches on. Finally, Marcy smiles.

"You're assuming that they're all nice."

#writeblr #writblr #writing community #writers of tumblr #my wips #tfgs #drunk WIP week 2018 #let me know if i switch tenses here #i think i got them all #but it's early in the morning

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bluekushcloudz · 3 years

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I'm the sun in my universe

I woke up this morning with the best feeling.

I am the type of person that will wake up early asf in the morning (usually I wake up 6:30AM or earlier, which is 15 minutes before my set alarm), but I will not start getting ready until at least 2 hours have passed. I've gone days were I just sit in my bed for 4 hours before even planning on getting up. And by days I actually mean, EVERY fvcking Sunday.

So u might be wondering what happens in these 2 hours of nothing? (well, tbh, you're probably not wondering, but I'm gonna tell u anyways bcuz this my page, but continue reading).

Well, as many of my fellow Mary Jane lovers know, waking up everyday from a weed comma takes some time in the morning. A lot more time if u wake n bake immediately after u wake up (which i do...EVERYDAY). But other than that, this time is very important to me. I am able to process yesterday, plan for the future, and enjoy that present moment. I always have to have music playing at all times so, the vibes are always immaculate in the morning. It's a REAL icing on the cake, if my cat chooses to lay on my lap. And this morning he did <3.

The reason behind the beginning of my mornings being so calming and beneficial are all because I am very fortunate that my current job allows me to come in, at the time that I please. As long as I arrive before 12PM and get my job done before closing time, my employers do not care. And if I ever needed to come in later than 12PM, it would just be a quick call away and I can show up at the time I want. My managers are all very chill characters in my life. I've met about 3 managers and the owner so far, but they throw the word manager around like a hot potato, so there's probably another manager I haven't even met yet. Since the location of my position is in Buckhead, all the employees are also potheads (yes even the owner!). So yeah... I come in BLAZED every morning unapologetically.

After another hour of getting ready and rollin up another one for the car ride to work, I finally step out of my apartment and head to the car. I was so pleased knowing I found a parking spot right in front of my apartment the night before. While making this small walk to the car, I realized it finally felt like fall. If you are not a GA resident then you might not know GA has about 12 seasons instead of 4, and today we finally transitioned from Second Summer to Fall. The slight breeze, cool weather , orange leaves in the wind and the big shining sun providing enough sunshine to keep you warm combo was HITTING this morning.

I got in my car, and the first song that plays is Came from Scratch (ft. Quavo) by Gucci Mane. As Quavo's small yet strong intro before the chorus begins, I spark my blunt and begin driving. Suddenly all the smoke hits me at once, and my mind starts expanding, and comes to the conclusion that I am the biggest star in my universe. A sun.

Being the spiritual being I have become, I know my soul has been through many lifes previous to the one I am living in now. As I get older and evolve spiritually, I begin to recognize my true form and purpose. I don't know much yet but so far what I know is: I am not from earth (although I'm not exactly sure where I am from,I know my soul originated from some other galaxy or universe, maybe even another dimension). I suddenly see a universe in front of me, and I quickly realize I am staring at it through a sun's POV. This hasn't been the first time my being just spiritually transcended into another reality, I usually let the vision play out since it only lasts about a minute or two, but I knew in my current reality I was driving out of my neighborhood, so I just closed my eyes and awaited that small yet powerful feeling of transcending back to earth. As I snap back to reality, my ears immediately pick up Gucci Mane's lyrics:

"I shine too hard, offend folks without even opening my mouth"

, and my mind connects the vision, this specific line in the song, and my first ever #wordvomit post, almost there. Previous to these events, I was a feeling a little lost. I've recently have gotten this huge motivation boost, and usually when I get these types of episodes, I burn out very quickly. I slowly have been feeling myself start falling into old habits and I knew a major come down was coming. And like all my come downs, my soul likes to fixate on my biggest question: What is my purpose here?. After feeling so gloomy, a couple days later, my mind comforts me by letting me see one of my other realities showcasing I actually am a sun. That was definitely an Aha! moment for me and my motivation started to come back.

It's amazing how my mind works and how vivid it has become. I am slowly opening a gate into my past lives, which allows me to reflect and move accordingly in this lifetime. Realizing the way my brain and this world are both heavily connected, was the biggest eye opener in my spiritual journey so far. I know my soul is ready to fulfill its next journey after earth, but while I'm here, I'm gonna roll up and make the most of it.

This was a reminder that I just have to calm these egoistic thoughts and just accept the present for what it is. The present is beautiful and after having to go through so much this summer, I need to take a step back from my ego and just wanting rush to the finish line. The turtle always wins the race. Just gotta stop and smell the flowers.

I belief earth is the hardest journey my soul has experienced yet. Being a human is not easy. Controlling emotions of greed, envy and anxiety is tough, and discouraging, but keeping your cool, and learning to enjoy even the worst of times seems almost near impossible when life hits you with all types of curve balls.

Life has its great falls but it also has it's mighty highs. I personally am finally in one of my mighty highs in life and coming to this phase after such a great fall, has made me appreciate all the peace I have finally achieved after working my a$$ off.

I hope after reading this, you can leave with this:

There is no such thing as permanence; nothing lasts forever because the tables always turn when you least expect it. Instead of waiting for the table to turn, enjoy the now. Taking in the present for all it has to offer you is the best way to continue growing. Reflect on your past, but don't fixate on it. You'll fall behind worrying about the past, when you should be present in the now, and now always turns into tomorrow.

#beleafs

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Yay!! Hellloooooo love ♡♡♡

1. Where do I typically get my ideas.

It’s the one thing I don’t struggle with at all: ideas. I have them. I may not always know how to all fit them it place, but I do have ideas, and love to share them. They come from anywhere really; discussions, classes, movies that excited me OR annoyed me and made me rumminate my thoughts on its what-ifs… Like, if I take Yugen for an example it obviously was playing with the theme of “what was missing in canon that I want to add, and what do I want to keep.” So I started chucking everything I found either problematic OR so perfect I couldn’t really add to it, and then I still had room to play with every headcanon I ever had or assimilated via fandom. Second in came the current political climate. I wrote a story where the world is being saved from hate itself - so I was allowed to factor in what I found is going horribly in the world as of now. It made writing it more impactful to myself.Then the details; what are they doing, what are they talking about - this draws heavily from my own experience. And while it is VERY important me that I don’t write “myself” but stay in character, it’s always easy to imagine what they would do in my place, and branch off from there. So, anything gets recycled that I experience, I mostly even don’t notice it - I read a LOT, daily. Anything from the daily online newspaper fix and other fanfiction to science fiction and lots and lots of non-fiction. I go through books like other people go through… I don’t even know. My apartment is a library. I have custom made selfmade shelfs to fit them all, even when I DO throw stuff out regularly that wasn’t a 100% to my taste. And added to that - I WATCH a lot. Mostly series that I watch together with my husband, and documentaries on anything cool. Add to that my experiences as a regular jane and a rather specific education, and I can honestly say that some or most of my ideas are probably a jumbled mess of inspiration drawn from any of these outlets without me even really realising it.

Most important, though: I KEEP all my ideas. I write lists on my phone memo pad, and if they come up elsewhere on the internet as I talk to people and bounce ideas around (brainstorming or simply being asked specifics about my plot is also SO helpful to me personally, especially to fit all my ideas into the right places), for instance, I will make screenshots. And if I talk to friends and colleagues I am known to whip out my phone as well- people are never offended when I tell them I need a minute to write down what we just talked about cause it’s so impactful to me that I don’t want to forget about it. Ideas are fleeting, and however we think we will definitely remember this stroke of genius (however idiotic it turns out to be in the end), it’ll definitely be gone if I don’t preserve it.

Now, what I’m definitely lacking tho is the TIME to put all these ideas into action. I currently have a “master-list” of fic ideas where I collect a sort of database for ideas for fics. Some of those are little more than prompts, others have 20 page scripts already. It currently spans 22 fic ideas, and most of these will most likely never see the light of day. I simply don’t have that kind of time and sadly I do need to go and earn a living, lol.

19. What’s my best advice for writing action scenes.

Again with the word “advice” - I don’t feel like this is an area where anyone can or should give “advice” - writing is highly individual, and what works for me doesn’t neccessarily have to work for anyone else. So, again, here’s simply my personal opinion and experience on what worked out for me.

Action scenes are maybe THE most difficult thing to write imo. Especially in an overall romance genre where people are here for the relationships and characters and not so much for the action. Which means, for me, that the action scenes need to be on point, and not too long, but even more impactful. So, these are steps I follow in my head, more or less consciously.

1) Cinematographic imagery. I like to go at these scenes from a ‘what would this LOOK LIKE" angle. These are superheroes, so, I go big. Energy pulses that push them soaring through skies, shattering glass, cement and asphalt breaking apart, buildings tumbling. Especially with using Rei, I tend to go big on the fire descriptions. The fire needs to cackle and crack and lick, objects she sets it to go ablaze, she can fire it like wildfire and occationally things explode. Which brings me to point two.

2. The stakes are high, the effects are big, so it wouldn’t be realistic if there weren’t injuries and casualties involved. I’m very much against glorifying violence, so it’s very important to me to also point out the costs. And those costs tend to be very graphic in my writing. Huge bloody gashes, skin sizzling away under acid, bone showing through burned and mangled skin. Which is why, when I use a big and giant epic battle scene, the aftermath will always be painful and bloody. Who turns to violence pays a price, even if it wasn’t their choice and it was always in defence. So any huge battle will always include injuries on ALL the parties. And they stick around in their healing phases in follow up scenes if they were gigantic. Even if it’s just in flinches and a hissed breath through clenched teeth as they have to move around the healing residues of it. Though luckily, Manga!Mamoru has healing powers, of course. (Tho I try use that sparsely, of course. The guy is no god. He has his limits.)

3. I tend to use a very fast paced language in action scenes. Short sentences. TRYING to refrain from my kilometer long, relative clause heavy comma sentences. Action scenes are a very reactive, sudden thing. Things happen fast and they need to react fast. No time to think or plan and just to act, and the language should reflect that. Both the aspect that describes what is actually happening and the emotive reactions to it. Which brings me to point four.

4. They are fucking scared. Even if they manage to swallow that fear and let instinct take over to go badass, underneath, I try to never forget that these are teenagers fighting monsters, risking their lifes. There will be adrenaline, and panic, and no room for very much rational thought. It all happens too fast and they are going on fight or flight auto-pilot. And this will at least partly be the case however routine or everyday the encounter has become. There will always be that moment where they could have misstepped and died a bloody death in someone’s fangs or tentacles.

Brings me to five:5. Creative monsters. In Ikigai especially I tried to write monsters that I find interresting. I used pop-culture references by using Godzilla and Mothra-like enemies, monsters from Video-games, and sometimes some from canon that I found especially interresting to tie back to canon. By using monsters that I liked, I knew what they could do. And I had fun while writing it.

6. I choose fighting styles. Usagi gets Jujutsu from me, sometimes even Aikido elements. A fighting style that uses speed instead of strength, that needs to be clever to use their opponent’s strength against them. And then I watch Youtube tutorials on these styles’ basic moves. Plus, these tutorial instructions come with very useful vocabulary for how to implement these moves into writing!And then sometimes, like in Yugen, I move from combat to magic. I had a very fun time turning those twirly 90s dance sequences into powerful fighting in Yugen. Making something so obviously “girly” the biggest asset in a battle, the biggest weapon, more powerful than any martial arts move I could give them. Girl power and all.

And, last,7. I get myself in the mood. I listen to very fast paced dramatic, epic music. Mostly the score from action movies even (like, I find the wonder woman theme song from the new films to work like MAGIC) and imagine my fast paced action sequences to it. Go through them in my head one by one. And then put that song on repeat as I write. It helps me write clipped and fast-paced, and keeps me in the dramatic tone.

So there, three cents on action ♡ Would be curious to know what YOU think works best!

#on writing #fanfic asks #my mustard #my fic

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8, 9, 11, 49, 54 :DDDD

(From my writing buddy and partner in crime @crpwrfl, who’s the best. <3)

8. Favorite trope to write

Trope subversion / inversion! ...is it cheating to list that as a trope? :3 I just really love how fandom creates its own mythos—think of all the different soulmark AUs—and then you get to go in and play in that sandbox and ask 'what if.' And fandom is naturally intertextual, but playing with tropes is like… intertextual-intertextual. It's great!

Also, I love the alpha/beta/omega tropes (subverted, obviously). I know my current body of work doesn’t reflect that, but honestly you should see my WIP pile.

9. Least favorite trope to write

Hmm, I never write my least favorite tropes (which are probably... reincarnation and amnesia) but friends-to-lovers is usually a hard one for me to write. My fics generally turn out darker than I think they will, and with friends-to-lovers I have to be in the right headspace. I do love soft domesticity, though.

11. Describe your writing process from scratch to finish

My writing process is like asking a small child to draw a line from Point A to Point B. The line is not straight. It's very wiggly. It's also probably all over the walls. Here's a quick sketch:

Remi’s recipe for fic

Step 1: Have an idea, get ambushed by a prompt, wake up from a dream and scrawl something halfway legible on an important piece of paper. Become very excited! Intoxicated on power! The world hangs on the tip of your pen (or the electronic equivalent)!

Step 2: Write the scenes you started the story for. Any order, best ones first. You are clearly going to finish your story in a week. A week and a half at most!

Step 3: Vastly underestimate how long the story is going to be.

Step 4: Make a playlist. This can happen at any stage of writing, and before the idea even manifests. Listen to it often, thereby forever tying certain songs to stories and scenes. When you are in public and one comes on, you'll have a sudden visceral rememberence and narrowly avoid running over a woman with your shopping cart.

Step 5 (optional): Leave the story in your WIP pile, anywhere from a week to three years. It needs to marinate, but not so long that all the ideas dry up or get eaten by the doubt monster.

Step 6: Write the body scenes and fill in gaps in your outline. Also, struggle with the beginning. If you haven't got a title yet, this is where you start looking (sometimes frantically).

Step 7 (optional): Realize the story needs to be entirely rewritten, because you've finally figured out what it's about, and it's not about what you've been writing. Dump 15k of scenes in your scrap document. Do not pass go.

Step 8: Look at your wordcount. It is either too high or devastatingly low. Pencil in 'have a minor freakout' on your calendar.

Step 9 (optional): Make a timeline. Make another timeline. No, another one. Rearrange some scenes. Put them back the way they were. Cry. Make a timeline.

Step 10: Re-read everything you have, making light edits as you do. Figure out everything you're missing, which is always more than you're expecting.

Step 11: Grind out the remaining scenes while reminding yourself that writing is Fun. This is Fun. It is. Fun.

Step 12: Become convinced your story is some Zeno’s paradox and will forever approach completion without ever reaching it. Gnash teeth. Wail.

Step 13: Chocolate.

Step 14: Editing (takes 1 and 2)! Make sure you have all your scenes and everything fits together correctly. Realize you've created a plothole and try desperately to fill it.

Step 15: LINE EDITS. Remind yourself that it will make you very sad if you accidentally leave the stove on while the characters go off to have morning sex, thereby accidentally burning down your story with a continuity error. Dither over commas. Break and unbreak the same paragraph six times. At this point you hate your story. It is by far the worst thing you have ever written, and an affront to the English language.

Step 16: Post your affront to the English language.

Step 17: Wait for validation and/or death.

Step 18: The muse is dead. You've killed her. Long live… wait. Is that another idea? There? Oh good lord, it's the best idea ever! And I, a writer, sent to catch it! This is going to be the best thing ever, I—

Makes approximately 1 story, more if you use self-rising ideas.

49. What do you find the hardest to write in a story, the beginning, the middle or the end?

The beginning! I write out of order, and that means I usually write backward from the foremost scene until I feel like I have a good enough intro. Which can take a while. There’s also a lot of pressure because it’s the first thing people read, and if it’s not good they can go read something else.

54. Any writing advice you want to share?

Write what you want to write, not what you think you should want to write! Pick someone you really admire and say if they can do it, I can do it! Choose an obvious name for your files! And for all that is holy, don't forget to save.

The writing meme is here if you would like to stick some numbers in my inbox!

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Useful Tips And Tricks For Your IPhone

Even though many people have iphones and say nothing but good things about it, they still aren't sure if they should actually get the phone or not. Yet if they were to read this article then their minds would be set for sure, so have a look for yourself and see what has intrigued people for so many years about the iphone.

Switching your phone to airplane mode when you are traveling, or in an area where you can't receive calls or texts will help to save your battery life. Having to find and remain in contact with the nearest towers uses up a ton of battery. Switch to airplane mode in the setting's section of your phone and keep your batter for when you actually need it.

Otter boxes or other heavy-duty cases are highly recommended for your iphone, especially if you have children. These cases are shockproof in case that you drop it, or it gets tossed around. It can also protect the screen if you use a screen protector, from scratches, dirt and dust doing damage to it.

You should buy a screen to protect your iPhone. Without it, the phone is likely to sustain damage from every day use. Just having a bit of grime on your hand may harm the screen. It is in your best interest to always use a screen protector.

This is the world of applications, and soon phones will be replacing laptop computers. If you haven't already taken a dive into iphones and applications, you need to do it now. iphones lead the market, and the applications available can handle much of your business that you need to take care of on a daily basis.

Is your battery starting to run low, and you're nowhere near a charger? You can prolong your phone's battery by dimming the screen and turning off any wireless signals. This includes wifi, GPS, or Bluetooth. These can all drain a lot of battery and disabling them in a pinch can save you some battery life.

Do you often wonder where that plane is going that is flying above you? Ask Siri. If you have an iPhone 4S, you can ask Siri what flights are overhead at any given moment. This is because of Siri's relationship with the search engine Wolfram Alpha which keeps track of the data.

A new feature the iPhone has that many people do not know about is its built-in dictionary. This can even be used as you are writing an email or text message. If there is a word that you are unsure about, just tap on it and you will see "define" pop up--tap on it!

The Safari browser on the iPhone allows you to do virtually everything you can do on a large computer, and that includes bringing images down from websites. To save a picture, simply tap and hold. You will be given the option of saving the image to the Camera Roll directly on your phone. It can even be used in a message.

There is a quick way to take a picture with your iPhone even if the screen is locked. Tap the home button twice, and a camera icon appears beside the unlock bar. Tap the camera, and you can take a picture immediately without the need to take the time to unlock the screen first.

One of the things that you can do to increase your productivity when searching the internet on the iPhone is to get a bigger keyboard by shifting your phone to a horizontal position. This will allow you to see the characters more clearly, if you have trouble viewing them in the vertical mode.

If you use your iPhone to store huge numbers of contacts, songs, email and websites, you may find it time-consuming to scroll from the end of the list to the beginning. Save time by double-tapping the clock icon at the top of the screen. This will immediately take you to the very top of the list.

You're going to need to switch between punctuation keys and the alphabet keys, and you would like to know how to do this much more quickly. Press the ?123 key, but then don't let up your finger as the actual punctuation layout shows up. Slide your finger over to the comma key, release, and you will see the ABC layout appear automatically.

The iPhone is popular with children and teens. If a parent chooses to purchase one for a child, it can be helpful to learn how to limit content. Simply go to "general" and "restrictions." After you have done this, enable the restrictions and enter a four-digit code. You can specify what type of content is permissible to keep and view from the phone.

Getting the weather forecast on your iPhone is simpler than most think. Bring up the weather app and you will see the weekly weather forecast for your area. If you are interested in seeing an hour by hour forecast, all you have to do is click on the current day.

Save photos you like easily in Safari. If you see an image you want to keep, just press and hold on the photo on the website page. Your iPhone will give you the option of saving a copy of the image. This save is offline so you can use it for personal use through email or anything else.

Click on this link to see more on iPhone 11 accessories

If you have dropped your IPhone in water, use rice to try and dry it out and get it working again. Remove the battery and place the IPhone in a sealed container of dry, uncooked rice. Cover the phone completely with the rice and seal the container. Keep the phone in the rice for at least a day before trying to use it again.

The iphone is truly a must have product. This is simply because of the ability it gives you as a person. With all of the features the phone has to offer, it becomes more than just a calling device. This phone becomes your everything devices, it lets you do almost anything you want. That is something that no other phone does for you.

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11 Questions - Rules: Answer the 11 questions, tag 11 people

I was tagged by who the fuck knows anymore this has been sitting in my drafts for like 4 years so I had to update some of the questions

Would you rather live in your favorite place in the world permanently or have to move to a new place every week?

My favorite place permanently of course. It’s my FAVORITE place! And it’s not like I can’t still travel every now and then.

What is your favorite random fact?

Samuel L Jackson went to school for marine biology

What makes you the most excited to talk about?

Usually anything I’m a fan of in the realm of tv shows, video games, movies. Otherwise I like to have deep conversations about the world, the future, imaginary scenarios etc.

What superpower would you most want to have?

Super strength cuz I want to be stronger than every single cis man on the planet and make them feel hella insecure 😉

Your favorite food and your least favorite food?

Favorite food is probably sushi just cuz I eat it more frequently than any other food probably. Least favorite food is probably like meats that are typically tougher and chewy. The texture just makes me gag.

What is the worst purchase you have ever made?

A year long subscription to PlayStation Now

If you absolutely had to, had to, HAD TO sing one karaoke song in front of like a dozen or so drunk people at a cheap bar, what would you sing? I’ll sing anything in my voice range. Drunk people are so easy to please and therefore not a very intimidating crowd

What body modifications do you have or want or admire most?

I have none but I love how tattoos and piercings look on other people. Personally the only “body modification” I dream of doing is top surgery.

What is one character whose sexual or romantic orientation you have a headcanon for, and what is that headcanon?

It’s not necessarily a sexual orientation but I have a headcanon that my Inquisitor in DAI is non-binary because I feel that they are a representation of me and I am a closeted non-binary individual myself. I really hope that the next dragon age game has they/them pronouns as an option for the player

What was your favorite book, movie, show, or music thing that came out in 2019?

Just to simplify things I’m gonna choose one thing for each category. Movie: Spider-Man Far From Home, Show: Legion S3, Music: Simulation Theory by Muse, and Book? I’m not very aware of any books that have come out this year

What are you most looking forward to in 2020?

Having a new goddamn president. And probably a few video games. I hope Dragon Age 4 will be released sometime in 2020. It’s been 5 years I can’t wait any longer

What’s the best piece of advice someone has ever given you?

Probably something my therapist has said to me. The advice is this: You cannot take the feelings your mental illness imposes on you as truth. All you need to do is acknowledge that this feeling is coming from X mental illness and understand it is not the truth and it will fade away.

If basic introductions (name, “nice to meet you”, etc) weren’t necessary, what’s the first thing you would want to tell a new acquaintance?

“I saw a dog today!”

Do you think the Oxford Comma is important?

I mean it exists to create order and to make things easier to understand so I’d say it is useful

What is your least favorite dessert?

Anything where the first ingredient is sugar

What’s your opinion on the saying “blood is thicker than water”?

I mean I guess I don’t get it? I don’t know how the saying originated. Maybe I need to read more idk

Name something you wish you knew more about: Cybernetics just for the sole purpose of being able to build myself an android body that I could eventually transfer my consciousness into

Name one thing you want to accomplish in the next 5 years:

Have a general financial stability so I can do things like top surgery, own a car, receive proper mental health treatment, and make significant progress on fixing up our crappy house

What is your favorite kind of music?

Music that makes me feel something whether it’s inspiration, happiness, nostalgia, or what have you. Anything that makes me feel alive and not so depressed

Favorite game (can be a board game, or card game, or any other)?

Dragon Age Inquisition

What’s your favorite color to wear?

Darker deeper colors tend to suit me more. But man is it a bitch during the summertime

If you could wake up tomorrow completely proficient in one musical instrument, which one would you choose? Drums

And I’m sorry I’ve become so estranged to Tumblr that I don’t know who I follow anymore or who follows me. So if youring seeing this I tag YOU to answer these questions

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Do all thirty of those identity things have fun

do you have a creed?you bet your ass i’ll have fun

if someone wanted to really understand you, what would they read, watch, and listen to? - uhhhhh fuckiinnnnn.... off the top of my head, im sure im missing a lot of important stuff here: listen to hawaii part 2, dinosaurchestra through to spirit phone of the lemon demon discography, and a bunch of miscellanious game music / siIvagunner. and just like have a base understanding of what vaporwave is about. probably you could get a pretty good sense for what im like by going through several hundred pages of this blog honestly. also if youve ever [media appropriate verb]ed anything where theres a theme of alternate timelines and resets and all that. lots of stuff has that kind of stuff going on recently. rick and morty, pokemon, hs, ut, you name it. also also, the story of the hollows from dark souls and the themes it brings up speaks to me on some level, so theres that.

have you ever found a writer who thinks just like you? if so, who? - no i dont think so. i dont really do a lot of reading anymore, even though i used to be captain books when i was younger.

list your fandoms and one character from each that you identify with. - god this is a good question but the way its worded just doesnt jive with me. its so 2013 tumblr you know? that being said the more i think about this the less of an answer i have. sorry thats boring and not giving an answer defeats the whole point of the ask.

do you like your name? is there another name you think would fit you better? - i guess. i mean its alright, im not really sure what i would rename myself to if it was up to me to choose. i like that you guys all call me “mayor” here though. obviously that doesnt work outside of the internet but like you know.

do you think of yourself as a human being or a human doing? do you identify yourself by the things you do? - instead of adressing the stupid jumble of words masquerading as a deep question, im gonna take this opportunity to express my worry that my answers to these asks might just be a bunch of inane, barely legible rambling. if nothing else im sorry that my formatting is shit. in response to that second question though, yeah sure i guess. dont we all?

are you religious/spiritual? - pffffft no no no.

do you care about your ethnicity? - not particularly, although i realize that the fact that that’s my answer is a luxury in and of itself

what musical artists have you most felt connected to over your lifetime? - like i get that technically its not a wrong usage, but “lifetime” feels like its implying that im way older than i am and also that im dying. anyways. neil cicierega, recently at least. although im well aware that connecting to someones music is different than knowing them as a person, its a lot more interpretive than just actually getting to know someone.

are you an artist? - debatably.

do you have a creed? - nope.

describe your ideal day. - its foggy and raining outside, me and my lover are curled up in bed with food and computers. maybe we go out and take a walk, mostly we just spend the whole day together. mayb we’re having conversations that arent as deep as we think they are. maybe we’re playing games. doesnt really matter. we’re together.

dog person or cat person? - cats. arent you guys happy when my answer to something isnt three run-on sentences worth of esoteric thought?

inside or outdoors? - indoors. i just realized that you can say “side” or “doors” for both of those words and it means the same thing either way. thats kind of interesting isnt it?

are you a musician? - nope. i like the idea of being one, but i dont think i have whatever it is it takes to be one. a bunch of my coworkers assumed i was though, so thats something. must have been my hair.

five most influential books over your lifetime. - uhhhhh

if you’d grown up in a different environment, do you think you’d have turned out the same? - theres probably a preppier version of me out there in an alt timeline? idk. i wish someone got me to learn how to code earlier, thats relevant to my interests and actually useful going into the 21st century. as it stands im just starting out now, shit at it, and beating myself up over the fact that im not that good at it despite the fact that sitting on my computer all day is just what i do. its a small event if i bother going anywhere.

would you say your tumblr is a fair representation of the “real you”? - ehh? idk. nobody is exactly the same in all contexts, the situation you’re in influences how you’ll act, that doesnt mean one of them is more of the “real you” than any of the others, theyre all facets of one person. god that was pretentious and psuedo-intellectual. the point im getting at is “yeah sure.”

what’s your patronus? - i took a test online and it gave me a hare. so there you go. i wouldve assumed some kind of bird but w/e.

which Harry Potter house would you be in? or are you a muggle? - i took a test for this too and it said slytherin. now im having a small crisis over whether or not im an edgy boy.

would you rather be in Middle Earth, Narnia, Hogwarts, or somewhere else? - the pokemon world is pretty idyllic all things considered, lets go with that.

do you love easily? - nope. i crush easily though. though for what its worth, i can always tell its not real love, so i never wind up acting on it. mostly im just constantly lowkey sad that i cant find anyone to have a long term relationship with. how the fuck do you become close to someone.

list the top five things you spend the most time doing, in order. - christ dude idk i dont have stats for this shit

how often would you want to see your family every year? - .3 times a year sounds good to me. i’d settle for .5

have you ever felt like you had a “mind-meld” with someone? - no. what does that even mean.

could you live as a hermit? - “could” i? i think you mean “do”. and yes.

how would you describe your gender/sexuality? - captain privellege. the downside though is i dont know even one straight woman, so ive got nobody to fall in love with. real inconvinience this is. not much anybody could do about it.

do you feel like your outside appearance is a fair representation of the “real you”? - i’ll spare you guys another ramble a la question 17. my point would be “yeah sure i guess”

on a scale from 1 to 10, how hard is it for someone to get under your skin? - depends on the person, if im not already predisposed to liking you its probably like a 4. none of you people reading this will probably have to worry about it though, id assume if youre the kind of person who would send an ask or message me youre also probably the kind of person i like, so dont feel scared of bothering me. i’ll be pretty clear if you are. [which you won’t be]

three songs that you connect with right now. - i alays have so much less to say about music than i think i will. borns - electric love, mystery skulls - get it together, hotline miami ost - daisuke

pick one of your favorite quotes.- guys i want you all to know how much i hate that quotes are one of those things that immediately drain out of your mind as soon as youre asked to recall one. theyre like jokes. im gonna default to my usual boring answer of morty’s “nobody exists on purpose, nobody belongs anywhere, everybody’s gonna die” speech to summer. i wish i could come up with something better for that though, im not feeling that nihilistic right now.

lemme use a couple more fuckin commas here, just sprinkle some in there,

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lowreyk-blog · 7 years

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Tumblr Tutorial

hi guys, i’m not sure how many of you will see this but i’ve noticed some people in class having issues figuring out how to do things on here, and a lot of it is unintuitive, so i decided to make a run-down of what all the tumblr features do.

The Toolbar

From left to right:

Home: takes you to your dashboard, where you can see posts from staff and people you follow. clicking on the “t” in the top left of the screen will also take you to your dashboard.

Explore: takes you to the trending page, where you can see which posts, blogs, and tags are currently getting a lot of attention on tumblr.

Inbox: takes you to your inbox where you can read private messages. the inbox system is separate from the tumblr instant messenger feature.

Messaging: takes you to the tumblr IM feature. you can chat real-time with other blogs, like facebook messenger or something.

Activity: shows you what recent interactions people have made with you blog and your post. you can click on “see everything” to go to a full page that shows your blog activity over time.

Account: shows your blog statistics, and is how you access most user options and settings.

I’m putting everything else under a cut because this post is long

Account Options

Blog Title: clicking on this will take you to your blog. if you have multiple blogs, click on their names is how you switch between active blogs, but i don’t think any of us have multiple blogs.

Posts: this will also take you to your own blog, where you can see your own posts on the dashboard. this is where posts can be edited from. your formatted blog that shows your header and icon and layout, which other people see when they click on your blog, is somewhere else, and you can’t interact with your posts on that page. we’ll get to it later.

Followers & Activity: self-explanatory.

Edit Appearance: this option, unintuitively, takes you to your blog settings. they’re differently from your account settings that are accessible under settings. on the blog settings page, you can change your icon, your header image, your username/url, and set options about your blog like which users can send you messages, whether or not it can show up in searches, etc. This page also includes a link to “edit theme,” which allows you to edit the look of your actual blog when somebody goes to your url directly, instead of seeing your posts on their dashboard or clicking on your name to see the mobile version of you blog.

Account Settings

Under the account tab on the toolbar is a settings page

This takes you to your account settings, which are different than your blog settings. It lets you change your email address, change your password, language, etc. There are tabs for “dashboard settings,” which allow you to customize the appearance of your dashboard, “notification settings” which allows you to customize email and tumblr notifications, “apps” which lets you link stuff, and “tumblr labs” where you can try out features that are in beta.

Components of a Post

User Icon: this is the icon of the person you are following who made or reblogged this post. clicking on it will open the mobile version of their blog in the right side of your window. opening it in a new window or tab will take you to the full version of their blog, not on the dashboard.

Username: functions the same as the user icon.

Person reblogged from: this is the person the post was reblogged from. obviously, original posts won’t show this.

Quick Follow: click on this to instantly follow the user the post was reblogged from. it’s a pretty useless button.

This is a person who reblogged the original post and added their own caption, so now their username & icon are also part of the post. To reblog without these added captions, you’ll have to delete them manually.

Tags: clicking on a tag will take you to see all posts made with that tag. it’s useful if you’re searching for something like #women’s day. people also put commentary in the tags instead of adding it to the post, because then it doesn’t get reblogged.

Notes: you can click on this to see who liked or reblogged this post, and the read responses to it.

Sent: you can forward posts to another blog using the IM feature

Like: self-explanatory.

Reblog: takes you to reblog options. see below.

where your comment goes, if you want to add one.

where your tags go. reblogged posts will not show up in tags that other users can search, it’s just a way of organizing posts on your own blog. only original posts will show up in the tags. tumblr tags can include spaces. use a comma to separate tags.

post settings: lets you customize the url of the post or queue it for a specific date. you can use “content source” to see the source of a post where it is not readily visible.

queue & draft: you can queue posts to be posted a specific number of times per day. unintuitively, you have to queue a post before queue settings will become accessible. you can reach the under your blog settings. same goes for saving posts as a draft; the drafts link will not show up until you have at least one draft saved.

preview: shows you what the post will look like on your full blog. some blog settings cut off words or pictures, so if you have a custom setting, it might be worth previewing.

Make a Post

Tumblr has 7 possible types of post format. Photo post is probably the most common, followed by text post. Photo, Audio, Link and Video posts are all basically text posts with one form of media attached, while Quote and Chat posts have their own format.

Text Posts

These are the options to add things to a text post. You must start a new line to see these options, hitting enter is the only way to make them pop up.

Add a photo. Different from a photo post. This is how you embed pictures into your post, like I’ve done in this post.

Add a video. Same thing, embeds a video in your text post.

Add a gif. Embeds a gif in your post. Tumblr has weird gifs to choose from; this is like stickers on facebook.

Add a horizontal line. Good for emphasizing breaks. I have a couple in this post.

Add a “read more.” Puts the rest of your post under a cut so it’s not extremely long on the dashboard, and usually redirects users to your blog to read the full version.

These are the options to edit your text. You must highlight text to open this toolbar. It’s unintuitive because you have to write lists before you can add numbers or bullet points.

Bold. Obviously. You can also just use the keyboard shortcut.

Italicize.

Header. Formats text like a header. This is different from the blog title. I’ve done it a couple times in this post.

Hyperlink. Add or remove a link to text.

Strikethrough. Crosses through words.

List with numbers.

List with bullet points

Blockquote. Lets you indent and mark large block quotes in the body of a text post.

Block quote looks like this.

Make a Text Post into an Ask Post

If you end a new text post with a question mark, you will be prompted to turn it into an ask post. This allows all other users on the site, including people who don’t follow you, to leave responses to your post. However, there’s no option or you to reply to their responses, short of copying them and pasting them into a new text post later. I’ve also seen some people take screenshots of responses in order to reply to them, but it’s pretty cumbersome.

Photo Post

Includes options to upload a photo, link to the url of an online photo, or take a photo with your webcam (click on the smiley face)

Quote Post

Pretty self explanatory. A place for the quote and a place for the source. Nowhere to add your own commentary, so this type is not ideal for long-form writing.

Link Post

Includes fields for the url, title, and summary. When you add a link, sometimes the title and summary will fill themselves in. You can erase those and add whatever you like. There is a field below the link that functions like a normal text post, where you can talk about the link.

Chat Post

You can format posts like a conversation. Lots of people use this type of post to share jokes. It’s not conductive to long-form writing.

Audio Post

Like the photo post, you can upload a song or link to a song online. There’s a field below the audio to use like a regular text post.

Video Post

Same as photo and audio posts. Link or upload a video, and once you’ve done that, the field to enter your own commentary will appear.

Full Blog

You full blog can’t be accessed on the app. The only way for other people to get to it is to click a link to your blog url, or to open your blog preview in a new tab/window. To get to your own full blog, click on your user icon in the top let corner and open it in a new tab/window.

Depending on whether you’re using the default theme, your full blog may or may not show your user icon and header image. You can click on the “edit appearance” icon (looks like a paint palette) in the top right corner to browse free themes, change appearance options, and if you’re handy at html or CSS, there’s also a field for custom coded themes. You have to activate your account to be allowed to edit the appearance of the full blog.

Interacting with Other People’s Posts

The two main ways to interact with a post are reblogging and replying. In the case of tumblr, reblogging is way more effective than replying, because replies are only available on original posts and can’t be replied back to by the original poster.

Reblogging to Reply: reblog the post, add your own commentary in the text post field below the reblogged content. The original poster will get a notification that you reblogged your post, as will the person you reblogged it from. If you want to make sure to get their attention (because notifications can be buried over time), send your reply version to whoever you’re addressing using the IM arrow, or do @theirname to tag them in the post.

Reply Function: the reply option is only available on original posts (not reblogs), made by people you follow, who follow you back and/or have enabled replies from strangers, and if you both have confirmed your email address. You can leave a short reply (think tweet-length) under their post, that they will get a notification for but have no way to respond to. This function is useless for conversation, the only thing it’s really good for is making a joke or answering a quick question.

Answering Ask Posts: this option is only available on text posts that the original poster made into a question. you can leave a response, longer than the reply feature allows, but the original poster still has no way to directly respond to your answer.

Ok! That’s everything I know. Hopefully it was helpful!

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cynthiadshaw · 5 years

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What’s the Most Important Lesson You’ve Learned Along Your Journey?

Every twist in our story, challenge we face, and obstacle we overcome is an important part of our story. These difficulties make us stronger and wiser and prepare us for what’s ahead. As we grow and succeed we may imagine that soon the challenges will fade away, but in our conversations with business owners, artists, creatives, academics, and others we have learned that the most common experience is that challenges never go away – instead they get more complex as we grow and succeed. Our ability to to thrive therefore depends heavily on our ability to learn from our experiences and so we are asking some of the city’s best and brightest: What’s the most important lesson you’ve learned along your journey?

Alexcia Mombo | Nail Technician & Lash Artist

I would have to say the most important lesson I’ve learned in my journey so far is Patience. A lot of the time things won’t go the way you want but I’ve learned to be patient and accept things that I can’t control. Being patient helps you evaluate the situation more and it makes you look at it from a different light, I’ve also learned that it’s okay to fail as long as you keep trying. Never give up, you learn from your failures and it only makes you better and go harder!

@shelashes_ @SheLashesStudio shoplexilashes.bigcartel.com

Shamineke | Entrepreneur & Accounting Clerk

The most important lesson that I have learned in my journey so far is to pray and keep God first in everything. When you keep God first, everything will fall into place. I humble myself and admit that God is the CEO and I’m just the President. He calls the play and I execute them. I’ve learned to be patient and not rush the process. Moving too fast, sometimes, can cause a number of issues within your business which is why I will choose to follow the path that the Lord has for me and my business. Having a business is tough and can get discouraging at times but I try to stay as positive as I can and continue to keep the faith knowing that all of my hard work will pay off and it’ll all be worth it in the end. Networking is very important and I’ve had the pleasure of meeting some awesome entrepreneurs who have inspired, motivated and encouraged me to keep pushing for success. I’ve also had to learn my customers, I pride myself in providing the best customer service and making sure that my customers are pleased with my products. Customers want good products but they also want great customer service and I strive to provide them both each and every day.

lushhairbundlez.com @LushHairBundlez @Lushhairbundlez_llc

The Taste of Mardi Gras Foods | Authentic New Orleans Cuisine and Desserts

What is the most important lesson we have learned throughout our journey so far is that we all need each other to be successful! Without God, our customers, employees, family, friends, business consultants etc. Our success would be non existent. Love is key, our love lies deep in our Food and Cooking. Just to see our customers smile and enjoying our food is the why we do this.

ttmgfoods.com @thetasteofmardigrasfoods @tasteofmardigrasfoods

taraarseven.com

The most important lesson I’ve learned on my journey—take the risk. Story-time: I was staying over at a friend’s house and couldn’t get to sleep, so I was perusing their bookshelf, where I saw a book titled Who Moved My Cheese? Being an avid cheese-lover, I thought “perfect!” Of course, the book was not about cheese at all but rather used cheese as a metaphor for happiness. The characters have to wander through a scary maze to find new cheese. Some characters embrace this challenge while others are more hesitant. Finally, one of the hesitant characters asks, “what would you do if you weren’t afraid?” This struck me deeply. At the time, I was unhappy in my job and looking for something new. I had contemplated starting my own writing and editing business, but I had told myself that the risk was too great. When I read this line, I realized that there wasn’t something intrinsically risky about following my dreams, it was simply my own fear holding me back. Everything can be scary if we let it be, but there are certain risks we are willing to take because the cheese (happiness) we get is more important. I decided then and there to put my happiness before my fear and go after what I wanted. Two years later, I still ask myself that same question—what would you do if you weren’t afraid—all the time. Taking risks doesn’t necessarily get easier the more you do it, but as you see the good results piling up you’ll realize that many “risky” things are just a product of your own mind making them so. Take the risk. If you fall, get back up and take another risk. Stop letting fear rule you, and go after what you want in life. You’ll be amazed at what you get in return.

@jeanettethewriter @goldenruleediting eepurl.com/dLuuDY

Blake Bishop | Videographer & Director

One thing I have learned is to just go out and do what you love, and not worry about the money. Eventually everything falls into place.

@blbp1x

Ali Mirza | Growth Marketer & Entrepreneur

Ali Mirza

Teaching is the new marketing. If you want to grow your business, create content to educate your audience. Sharing what you know is the fastest way to build your brand so don’t hold anything back. This is how you become an authority in your niche and start building strong relationship with your potential customers. So pick any channel that you like (Blogging, Video, Podcast or In-person events) and start educating consistently.

isocialyou.com @alimirza2k

Tiffany Lord | Founder of Love & Asana | Private Yoga Coach, & Resident Instructor at The International Headache Center

@beez.photos

To let go of expectations! Its hard to do as a hyper-planner, but there are so many ways to achieve goals. Every unexpected path has yielded huge learning opportunities and growth so far, both personally and professionally. Be open and enjoy the ride!

loveandasana.com @loveandasana

Devon Duncan | Permanent Makeup Artist

Thus far in my journey I have learned that above all making a client feel comfortable with me as a person is the most important thing. Creating a positive relationship makes for an enjoyable experience for all of us. Having anything permanent done can be extremely intimidating but treating people with grace and compassion can help subside those fears, this mindset could and should be carried over into every other aspect of life.

@dev.ink.brows

Aisha Nicole | Blogger and Skincare Naturalista

The most important lesson I have learned on my journey so far is to trust the process through patience and persistence. Starting a business is exciting and scary at the same time, but by remaining positive and seeing that every obstacle encountered is an opportunity has helped to keep my passion alive. “Remember, failure is only a comma, not a period”.

sweetnectarbeauty.com @sweetnectarbeauty @sweetnectarbeauty

Natalie Wolfe | Founder & CEO of StudioHop

The most important lesson I’ve learned in my journey so far is that you’re never going to please everyone and not everyone is going to like what you have to offer. For this reason, you should always go with your gut and make decisions you think are right for you and your business.

studiohopfitness.com @studiohopfit

Mae Rushing | Beauty Influencer and Boutique Owner

The most important lesson I’ve learned is to stay patient and trust the timing. Everything happens for a reason for sure. If things aren’t going your way it’s because it’s not supposed to at the time, but never lose faith and never lose hope. Always hold the vision that you had in your mind and keep going.

@naturalmae_

Amanda Talley, MA, LPC | Therapist & Outdoor Enthusiast

After mulling this over for a few days, I think the lesson is that our journey in this life can’t be boiled down to a “most important” thing. We are complex, ever changing, evolving; lessons build and add on to previous lessons and experiences. It is a cumulative effect and far greater than we can understand in this lifetime, but occasionally we have a “mountaintop” experience that let’s us see how it all comes together at that point. For me, all of this gives hope… and that’s what I aim to provide in sessions with folks on and off the trails.

amandatalleylpc.com @amandatalleylpc @amandatalleylpc @amandatalleylpc linkedin.com/in/amanda-talley-89a23a59

Rosie M | Aspiring Nail Tech

The most important lesson I’ve learned in my journey, is that practice and patience are key to keep moving forward.

@rosienailedit

Brianne Leeson | Artist and Business Owner

I’ve learned how important it is to be willing to work with other small businesses. Even if it isn’t someone with the same kind of business, you could have a lot of great things to offer each other. The one thing you’ll always have in common with another business owner, no matter how disparate your businesses may seem, is that you both care enough about something make that your life’s work.

bellonaarts.com @bellonaarts @bellonaarts

Kopis Music | Dallas DJ

@_maribelmorales_

Everyday I need to make sure to ask myself the question:

Am I doing what I am supposed to be doing? & What habits have I created without noticing that I need to burn off?

Moving from California to Texas in June of 2018 has helped me focus and of what I love; finding the perfect songs for the perfect moment and putting a love of music in people’s hearts.

soundcloud.com/kopis-music @kopismusic

Tamisa Hunter | CEO | Life Speaker | Servant- Leader

The most important lesson I’ve learned in my journey is you must “OWN YOUR TRUTH” and know “Your WORTH” A lot of times people will allow the world and other people to define them; however, you are unique and with that, you must “Be You’ No one can do you better than you. Stop hating yourself for everything you’re not and start loving yourself for everything you are.

Be you. Be Audacious Be Fearless

@tamisahunter womenoftruthinc.org [email protected]

Alexis Woods | Pre-Medicine Student & Blogger

The most important lesson I’ve learned in my journey so far is to never give up. Even after failed classes and life challenging experiences; if you have a dream never give up on it. Every obstacle that comes into my life is now taken as an opportunity to build a better and stronger version of myself. Without the obstacles placed in my life, I wouldn’t organically cherish where God is taking me. Like my mother used to say “Anything easy isn’t worth having”. My journey is unique and in the future, I hope to give many others the courage to keep pushing through the challenges they face to get to where they want to be in life.

thedealwithlex.com @thedealwithlex @thedealwithlex

Faith Peralta | Technical Writer & Photographer

The most important lesson I’ve learned on my journey so far is acceptance. I’ve spent a lot of time running from things that have happened in my life that I couldn’t control. As well as running toward things or people not meant for me. I’ve also spent a great deal of time beating myself up for the feelings of failure that trail this kind of stuff. So, at 41 – almost 42 – I’ve begun to just accept everything: wins, failures, talents, flaws, stresses, joys, love, loss. No matter what life brings, I’m still me. So I started a part-time photography business recently because it’s something I love! And when I start to worry I just remind myself that I got born here, that God loves me right now, and that I have things to do! There is so much richness and fun in life, despite all of the hard things that can’t be changed.

margotphotography.com

Mi Nguyen & Ales Vlasak | Global Nomads | Home Renovation & DIY Enthusiasts

We are global nomads who have lived in a few places on planet Earth including Vietnam, Czech Republic, New Zealand, China, and a few cities in the U.S. We have chosen Dallas as our permanent home and we have been loving our journey here. We love all things home and garden and have renovated two old homes so far. Like many other millennials, we enjoy finding ways to bring new looks to old homes on a very tight budget. This often means learning a lot of DIY methods ourselves, applying and taking risks, making mistakes, and improving along the way.

@thekiwihome thekiwihome.com

Heath Farr | Rock Musician & Music Teacher

@emmanuelkharisma

The most important lesson I have learned in my journey is to collaborate far and wide. In everything you do, include as many people as possible. That does not mean you have to spend hundreds of dollars immediately. Find small ways to make other people a part of your work. There are seventeen music videos for the Edgeface album, Guardian. It was a fascinating journey full of different people, locations, and experiences. The visual album took more than two years to record and eleven months to shoot. The life experience gained from a year-long visual album has been extraordinary. My advice to any artist is to make other people a part of your work. Remember that your creativity is outstanding and unique. Run with it for the rest of your life!

youtube.com/channel/UCnzqE4YT3U_veRrGTDpORbA @Edgeface @edgefacemusic Apple Music- Edgeface Spotify- Edgeface

Sayo Sokari | REALTOR | songwriter | blogger | Event Architect and a multifaceted creative with a gift for connecting people with opportunities

The most important lesson I’ve learned so far on my journey is no matter what industry or aspect of life, the recipe to success includes a few very important ingredients.

One ingredient serves a similar purpose to what yeast does for bread, it causes everything to rise. That ingredient is consistency. Whether in music, finding the next deal to work, or more, consistent activities produce results and improvement.

Mix consistency with time management, accountability, and a divinely grounded purpose and this the recipe for some tasty success soup, rice, or pasta whichever tastes better to you!

youtube.com/channel/UCYwJL2IvF_1r3oHfyEvCiEA @sayotherealtor @sayo.sokari youtu.be/SxXSdzWoTag

Mike López | Sr Art Director | Creative and Illustrator

The most important lesson I’ve learned so far is: “be patient”.

mikeink.net @mike.ink @mike.ink74 @mikeink.creative

Ninnapha Khamphoumy | Fitness Professional & Powerlifter

@infraredvisual

Find work that lights your heart. If you’re going to spend 40+ hours a week of your life working it might as well be something you’re passionate about and puts a smile on your face. I refuse to look back at my life and complain I worked too much or hated my job. Stop following the money, status, or other people’s opinions of what your life should look like. In the end, you have to live with every decision you make. So dream big, always believe in yourself and no matter how many times you get kicked down get back up and try again.

@notesfromninna @notesfromninna

Carol Lander | Home Decor and DIY blogger | Cooking instructor | Maker with A Makers’ Studio paint and DIY products

Most important thing I’ve learned in my blogging journey: don’t be afraid to ask for help when you need information and support and don’t hesitate to offer help to others.

blueskyathome.com Pinterest.com/blueskyathome @createatblueskyathome @blueskyathome bit.ly/blueskyathome

Dr. Guy Earle | Psychologist and Life Coach

I now live in Dallas Texas, I was raised in the DC and the Maryland area. When I was barely 20 I journeyed to Dallas with $400 dollars in my pocket, not knowing where I would live nor how I would pay for school. I jumped out into the unknown full of fears and uncertainties. However, what I can say is that I too this day do not know how I made it through school debt free, making $400 a month with a $267 car note, $50 apartment rent (yes, it was not in the best part of town) a student loan of approx. $200 that offset my scholarship. and not to mention the cost of gas and food. My expenses was over $500 dollars a month and I made $400 dollars a month. But, I learned that when you learn to trust and follow your heart that there is a greater force at work. Life will guide and direct you if we learn to trust its promptings.

Trusting the promptings of the heart is like jumping of the cliff for the first time. It is a matter of faith. Neville Goddard said it this way, “”You must assume the feeling of the wish fulfilled until your assumption has all the sensory vividness of reality. You must imagine that you are already experiencing what you desire. That is, you must assume the feelings of the fulfillment until you are possessed by it and this feeling crowds all other ideas out or your consciousness.””

When I trusted the voice inside of me, it pushed me against my greatest fear. Like, I was pushed into a challenging situation as a kid in a new neighborhood. I was not accepted and a product of major bullying. Don’t feel bad for me, it was the best thing that could of happen for me. My Father gave me a gift, he gave me the ability to look at my fears and to deal with my baggage of insecurity. He did not come to my rescue, in fact he pushed me into the battles by telling me that you must stand up. When I faced my greatest fear at that time it was truly a giant. But I must say the day I saw my Giant slayed by my courageous heart, as I defeated the kid who had beat up nearly everyday. Side note, I never had to fight again in that neighborhood.

On my journey the greatest gift that I have learned so far is FAITH. Napoleon Hill says, that “”faith is a state of mind which may be induced, or created, by affirmation or repeated instructions to the subconscious mind, through the principle of auto-suggestion.

It was said about Emile Coue’ the French psychologist that he was able to see people healed as they repeatedly spoke these words…””Everyday in every way I’m getting better and better.””

So, what am I saying, set your intentions on what it is that you want and then let go and trust that Life is able to serve you. But greater than that, life is wanting to serve you. Have Faith…jump and spread your wings and soar like an Eagle.

@dr.guyearle @Drguyearle drguyearle.com

Malkeet Saini | Whirly Cones business owner

In our journey so far we learned the best way to make a business successful is always working our hardest and making sure we always try to exceed our goals every day. The most important lesson is to always persevere! No matter how many issues might have come up in our journey we kept going and working as a team to always go past our limits.

Whirlycones.com @whirlycones @WhirlyCones @whirlycones

Kimberly Davis | Owner of Billionaire Beauties | mother and nursing student

Latisha Davis

Let you passion drive your success wild. Stay genuine, keep it real, and never give up on your dreams. You never know who’s watching.

@kim_billionairebeauties18 @billionairebeauties18 [email protected] Business # (214)735-6354

Jantae Jackson | Marketing Specialist

What I have learned is that there is no room for fear in business. You have to overcome it to succeed 💛.

@MorphMarketing [email protected]

Kennedy Dendy | Broadcast Journalism Student/CBS News Intern

The most important lesson I’ve learned in my journey stems from a piece of advice that my mother gave me many years ago. “If you want something, go get it.” I have truly learned the importance of chasing after my dreams and passions, despite what the world may throw. I learned to have a “go-getter” mindset when it comes to what I want for my life. It is important to understand that nothing is going to be simply handed to you. Getting to the place you wish to be requires a great deal of dedication, diligence and discipline. Twists and turns may come your way, but you must fix your eyes on the end goal.

@kennedy_dendy KennedyDendy.com

DJ SEAN ANTHONY | DJ | ENTERTAINER

It would have to be to trust myself and my creative sound. Someone is always going to critique your work or offer feedback that you could’ve done without. In my beginning stages that would eat me up. I would work so hard on trying to accommodate that one person that said enough to cause this displacement in my style. That I would literally drive myself crazy until I got it right. But now I’m so much better than that. I’ve managed to accept that my style of DJ’ing is different and that’s what makes me stand out.

@djsean.anthony

B. Whitcomb | Travel Advisor for Travel with B (Travel Services)

I’m new to Dallas, I recently relocated from Omaha, Nebraska. I have a passion for traveling, so I figured why not do what you love?! It’s my goal to make travel affordable for everyone regardless who they are or what they do. I graduated from the University of Nebraska at Omaha as a dual major in Psychology and Communication. There I focused on mental health and leadership. Self-care is so important on the journey! The road to success is hard but its supposed to be…or everyone would be traveling in the same lane. The most important thing I’ve learned is to trust the process. You must learn from your mistakes, do everything with a purpose and prioritize God in your life. There is no wrong route to one’s destiny, but various roads one could take on their journey. Just remember why you started and never give up!

@travelwithb2day

Cesar Huesca | session guitarist | solo artist from Mexico

@alvarrockgarcia_fotografia

Well, my main lesson on my musical journey conveys to a life lesson which is not judging anyone’s path since we all have different processes throughout existence. We should understand that we live in the same place and we need to take care of our minds, bodies, spirits and emotions, and art is a great way to develop such things to higher levels. Music can be healing in many ways and we must be able to look through the eyes of spirit, calmly and no hurried, one step at a time, with love to everyone and everything.

youtube.com/user/CesarHuescaMusic @huescaguitar

Gabi Kelley | Mom | Writer & Personal Development Coach

God is always good, and we are all created for a purpose!

@gabiruth

Max | a seasoned professional Urban Glamour | Fitness | Cosplay and Event Photographer in the DFW area

Portrait photography must be greater than the sum of its parts. Careful planning, preparation and the ability to adapt to ever changing conditions in near real-time are critical to a successful photo shoot on location. Guiding and communicating with your client is essential. Event photography, on the other hand, is about timing and story telling. Find a story to tell and wait for the perfect millisecond to capture it.

@themeshootspage

Sammi Luna| Health & Wellness Coach

The most important lesson I have learned in my journey so far is that it’s not just about working out your body, it’s 100% completely also about working out your mind. Personal development and mind growth have been a side effect I didn’t know I would have but definitely something I needed! When you start your journey to weight loss and getting healthy, you’re not thinking about anything else but losing the weight. Losing the pounds and the inches and gaining the muscles. You don’t think about the mental toll it will take on you. All your interested in is losing, but my oh my did I gain so much more! Mental health, personal health, and mind growth are just as important as losing the weight. And that has been the best and most important lesson I have learned so far. Every morning I start it off with personal development, set the tone for the day! It really is the only way to start every single day, to live it to the fullest!

@sammi_getsfit Sammiluna.goherbalife.com

Nathan Clark | Founder: Health & Wellness CBD (H&W CBD)

The most important lesson I have learned in my journey so far is to never doubt yourself. Starting something you truly believe in can be difficult and when you feel like quitting you just have to think about why you started in the first place. I started H&W to help people through similar struggles that I have experienced myself, because I know first hand what it feels like to be in pain.

Creating H&W has been a dream of mine after I experienced how much CBD helped me recover and regulates my pain after a motorcycle wreck back in 2012. It is now my job to reach out to people in need and provide them the purest pharmaceutical grade CBD products on the market. For more information about myself and my company you can visit the about us tab on the website.

hw-cbd.com @hwcbd @hwcbdoil

Aviisway | Creative Director & Filmmaker

The most important thing that I have learned along my journey is that we are all destined to fulfill our desires and everybody should be equally loved and supported. I feel connected to the thrill of life, and being able to capture those moments on a device and share it with the world allows me to tell a story that can’t be explained in words.

@aviisway_ youtube.com/channel/UCy_5KwDj_AX0hTUDrYLyNTg

Brigitte Buckholtz VerHagen | founder of EastsideGems

What is the most important lesson you’ve learned in your journey so far? To celebrate the small achievements, while setting goals for the future. As a momtrepreneur, I have to balance my family and business life and during time of growth that can be difficult. I started with only $200 and continued to reinvest the money into the company so I could obviously grow and offer my followers nicer pieces and sometimes more rare mid century modern designed furniture. And it really took off! We’re primarily an Insta shop, people can come view any item by appointment but we don’t have a retail space or showroom just yet. With the growth we’ve had that can be frustrating! But when I look back to 6 months ago when the company began and see how far we’ve come, I just want to jump with joy! We’ve surpassed all our goals already and those small achievements are BIG! We have future goals and plans in the works but the biggest lesson was to just celebrate how far we’ve come! It’s been a fun ride.

@EastsideGems

Samantha Johnson | Feel Good Artist & Mom

In this journey of, my so far, young life, I have become a mother, but I was an artist first, it was my first baby. In this industry your style is not necessarily everyone else’s style; your feelings, your inspirations. I could spend two minutes on a piece of art and someone think it’s amazing, whereas I may see disappointment. Or I could spend a week on a project and see greatness, where somebody else might see and feel nothing. It’s all about your own journey, your own love, your own aspirations/inspirations, we’re not here to please everyone. And though that will always be understood, making it a reality is different. We like to please others, we want them to see what we see, and that’s life in most aspects. There’s beauty and pride to be had, when you grow and become less worried about everyone else; what they think/have and what you don’t. Instead you invest more in yourself and your craft, no matter what that may be. How I see it…there’s art to be seen in almost everything, and that is what I live by. Art is love, its happiness, hope, and it doesn’t always have to be something you can physically touch. It’s a feeling. And for me, if I can give someone a feeling, something unexplainable, yet so pleasant through my work or personality, I’ve accomplished way more than just a small piece of green paper.

artssoulpurpose.com @ArtsSoulPurpose @isthatsammiej

Bo Priest | Key Accounts Manager at Purus Labs

If you want your business to grow, you can’t be too good to do the little things.

@puruslabs @puruslabs Youtube.com/puruslabsvids

Zach Harris | Producer at RocketBrand

@gorocketbrand

The most important lesson I have learned in my journey so far is that if something can go wrong, it will go wrong; it’s all about how you respond that defines the difference between success and failure.

@harriszach

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