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eurydike-on-media · 11 months
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I hadn’t expected to feel so vulnerable creating this blog. I started it because my goal to become a science communicator/editor often requires proof of proficiency in social media. I chose Tumblr for a number of reasons: it allows for a range of post formats, the audience it draws is widely varied in their interests, I’m familiar with it and respect its values, I personally really enjoy using Tumblr, etc. The skills I can learn and display on Tumblr are transferable to many other social media platforms, photos and images on Instagram, short text posts on Twitter, longer posts as articles in digital magazines and papers, short-form videos on TikTok and long-form on YouTube.
But to return to the vulnerability I’m experiencing; I did not anticipate feeling as bare as I do creating posts that I wholeheartedly stand by but also know I create with the intention of showing future employers and partners. In some ways it feels disingenuous that I’m creating a curated blog to show, however I try to counter that by rereading my posts multiple times before finally publicizing them, by planning posts ahead of time and letting them mull for a while to ensure my confidence in my stance, ultimately making sure that all I’m putting out here is genuine. I try to challenge my desire to post a thought by questioning what drives that thought and what is the deeper knowledge I wish to gain or share through this process.
I want everything I put here to be something I truly align with. In time I aim to build an instinct towards my personal style and trust myself intuitively to create posts authentic to myself. Hopefully this will not only show others who I am at heart, but invite them to be authentic with me in return so that we may work together towards an optimistic world.
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noknowshame · 1 year
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why is religious Christmas imagery all so joyful and pleasant? where is the inherent horror of the birth of Christ? A mother is handed her newborn child, wailing and innocent. Her hands come away sticky. Red. Simply by giving her son life she has already killed him. He is doomed from the beginning. Her love will not save him from suffering. Because the thing cradled in her arms is not a baby, it is a sacrifice: born amongst the other bleating animals whose blood will one day be spilled in the name of what demands it. the night is silent with anticipation. Mary, did you know? That your womb was also a grave?
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ranch-sauce29 · 2 months
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A letter to you
Dear Past me,
You can’t go back, the only way to move now is forward. You’ve made mistakes, you have regrets, but you learned from them, and no longer allow them to drag you down or define you. You learned so much, mainly how valuable time is, moments and actions are. You may see from one perspective now, but you’ll develop many overtime and that’s beautiful. My biggest word of advices is to stop rushing yourself, you’ll be exactly where you need to be in time. I want to remind you, you only get one shot at this, it won’t be perfect, make the most out of every moment! Accept the beauty of letting go and moving forward. Don’t repeat cycles. You’re doing fine!
Dear future me,
I hope you find peace and that the voice in your head is quieter. I hope your dreams and goals have come true. I hope you remained independent and determined. Did you learn to live without the one person you clung onto? Did you become less toxic? Did you stop comparing and obsessing over things that didn’t matter? Did you finally leave Sullivan county? I can only imagine how much you leveled up and grew over the years. I bet you still look back and cringe at yourself since those two people are so different (the me Now and the me in the future) I wish you nothing but the best.
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iamanartichoke · 9 months
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I don't know who needs to hear this, but as a creator -
I am fine with "the audience" -
downloading my fics
printing my fics
copy/pasting or screenshotting my fics
sharing your saved copy of my fics with anyone else who might want them in the unlikely but never impossible case that my fics are no longer available on ao3
making a book of my fic(s) and running your fingers across the pages while lovingly whispering my precioussss
doing these things with anything I create for fandom, such as meta, headcanons, au nonsense like 'texts from the brodinsons,' etc
I am not fine with "the audience"
doing any of the above with the purpose/intent of plagiarizing my work or passing it off as their own in any capacity
feeding my work into ai for any reason whatsoever
Save the fandom things. Preserve the fandom things. Respect the fandom things.
Enjoy the fandom things.
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oobbbear · 5 months
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Please understand that when I say I grab you, I don’t mean grabbing your face or arm thats rude and creepy please don’t do that to anyone
When I say I grab you I’m saying it like I’m grabbing you like a potato. It’s my way of saying hey I appreciate and respect you let’s be friends
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in-the-multiverse · 13 days
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Every season has a distinct feel, I tried a new style to tell their stories through distinct shapes (and rl is like that for funsies)
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batshaped · 1 month
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the continued adventures of an internet user who was frozen in 2004 and defrosted in 2021: some things are just the way you left them
previous 2004 internet user comics are here: one, two, three, four, five; or just in my 2004 tag
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kohhomaru · 21 days
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Let him in…
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o0kawaii0o · 2 months
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Wet cheese
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tildexart · 3 months
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mr gerrymandering keay, as the people wanted
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eurydike-on-media · 11 months
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My intentions for this blog
A common concern I've come across is that a lack of positive social media presence can lead to doubts in my abilities and skills as an editor and communicator. For example, I applied to countless communication internships in organizations of which specialize in fields I have experience in, such as environment or global health, but have been rejected under the premise of providing no proof of social media proficiency. As such, this blog shall serve as my digital presence with the intent of being presented as my presence.
Some goals I am setting for myself:
Posting original content twice a week at minimum
Improve my writing and analysis skills through regular practice
Create positive presence and build a mutual community
Develop a brand identity
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princehoneytea · 7 months
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i love you WEIRD SCIENCE MIKU!!!!!
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wasyago · 3 months
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there's nothing better than a cold drink shared with a nice company
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ranch-sauce29 · 7 months
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I want to go slow, I don’t want to rush this
I don’t want the opportunity that is you to pass me by
This connection as effortless and natural as the poetry that falls from your lips
Those lips that curve into the cutest smile or pout
Soft pressed against mine or between my teeth
I want you to experience reciprocation the way you expected to
Mutual feelings and intentions
All yours for the taking and hoping to be received
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autumnlopking · 2 months
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You Were MEANT to be MINE.
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the-one-who-lambs · 4 months
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This is a super super gentle reminder not to put your favorite authors on a pedestal. We're real people living average lives and not trying to be influencers. We criticize ourselves enough and we don't want to be held to an invisible standard (we start to worry we fail to exceed our own selves) or compared to other writers (we are not competing) or tailor our craft to cater to a wider audience (the right people will find you).
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