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Do I have anyone in this world who wants to beta-read fan fiction? I can edit your writing in return.

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I have reached a level of fame where I have an alt right YouTuber making drama videos about my published work. Have I made it? Is this what it's like to have my names in the marque lights at the Grand Ole opry? To sell out Madison square garden?

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your humorous post has delighted me. i will now absorb it into my dark crystal

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Y'shtola Rhul

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[FFXIV RE: 02] recent "punk" characters i've drawn; hilda, lyse, y'shtola, and ysayle!

https://twitter.com/koyoriin https://patreon.com/koyorin https://instagram.com/koyori_n https://bsky.app/profile/koyorin.bsky.social

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@Officerfriendly commissioned this brilliant idea for the animated YCH I posted a while ago!

I love it, it's so fitting 🤣

Poor Venat, we love her 💗

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“The world is ever-changing, but our resolve is unwavering.”

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I know what the people want: a cat girl's existentialistic thoughts on death while also being gay.

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You at the mall

The problem with people watching is that you’re relying on others to perform without them knowing they're on stage. The beauty of it is that in theory, we see people operate as they would if nobody was watching but the problem is that can often be dreadfully dull. Don’t get me wrong, most of the time, there’s something to latch on to you as you gawk from a safe distance. People are often strange, like the mother who when breastfeeding took out both of her breasts despite only having one feeding child, or the old man who routinely purchases a large coffee, sits on the bench across from the Macy’s and then pours half of it into the large planter next to him before sitting the cup down without it’s lid and not touching it for the next 2 hours.

But on days like this, on days where you’re looking for something interesting, something to latch on, anything at all. You, in your hazy lazy summertime boredom, will see that there will be nothing for you to latch on to. Your regulars like the Old man won’t appear, and that might start an interesting thought in your head of where the Old man is but that’s not really anything of substance. Mainly because, of course, you remember that it’s Thursday and the Old Man is very rarely at the St. Matthews mall on Thursday, but will probably be back on Friday. Unless the old man died, but that’s a rather sad thought and you choose not to linger on it. The mall is dreary today, only stragglers to keep company with as they bounce from store to store like a pinball or rush past on a mission to pick something up and get out before the mall realizes they’re there.

The thought had occurred to you to break your own routine and go somewhere else, perhaps a different mall like Oxmoor Center which is literally down the road yet somehow more depressing and empty than this one. A coffee shop could have some promise, it’s afternoon so you could potentially get some excitement from those going for their mid-day pick me up. Not to mention you’d have those working from the lounge and could potentially get a glance at their screen and thereforth, some gleaming insight into a stranger’s life while you paint a picture with your other observations or perhaps just get a glance at someone actually writing something decent for once.

However, leaving your current location is a large endeavor. Whatever sad existence it is that a twenty-something unemployed “writer” who spends all their time at the mall St.Mathew’s lurking and gawking at strangers while sipping cold overpriced Starbucks coffee that costs you what meager spending money you have. You, of course, spend your time here to take notes on those around you because you’re searching for inspiration for your writing. As we all know, the world is craving a novel based on teenagers who tried to start a food fight in the food court before being escorted out by security.

Why did you start coming here? You’ve forgotten by this point, it started about a year ago at this point. Probably when you had to return a Christmas sweater that was two sizes too small that you got from some Aunt who lives in Ohio that you haven’t seen in several years. When you finished your return, instead of rushing home to get another talk about the job search and “keeping your chin up, kid”. You decided to sit and burn time lounging around the mall. Somehow that evolved into a consistent habit, and you spend most of your week here.

While the mall hasn’t inspired the next great American novel, or even a short story, it has inspired a few playlists. From a complete 4 hours of the finest elevator/mall music that you could dig up, to dueling playlists that encapsulate early 2000s Hot Topic and Hollister, you’ve got range when it comes to the music stylings of the mall. But lately, like so many things in your life, it’s gotten dull. Dull like the Mall St. Mathews on a Thursday in August, dull like your love life, dull like the cold starbucks coffee you force yourself to drink, dull like the pencil you scribble notes with, dull, dull, dull.

But now you’re deflecting, or rather I am. For all the you, I really mean me. No one but me would dedicate such a large part of their life to the pursuit of sitting in a mall, to not doing a single productive thing. It’s a hard life but someone has to live it.

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reblog if it's okay for your mutuals to message you and create an actual friendship, not just interactions

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Skip Google for Research

As Google has worked to overtake the internet, its search algorithm has not just gotten worse.  It has been designed to prioritize advertisers and popular pages often times excluding pages and content that better matches your search terms 

As a writer in need of information for my stories, I find this unacceptable.  As a proponent of availability of information so the populace can actually educate itself, it is unforgivable.

Below is a concise list of useful research sites compiled by Edward Clark over on Facebook. I was familiar with some, but not all of these.

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Google is so powerful that it “hides” other search systems from us. We just don’t know the existence of most of them. Meanwhile, there are still a huge number of excellent searchers in the world who specialize in books, science, other smart information. Keep a list of sites you never heard of.

www.refseek.com - Academic Resource Search. More than a billion sources: encyclopedia, monographies, magazines.

www.worldcat.org - a search for the contents of 20 thousand worldwide libraries. Find out where lies the nearest rare book you need.

https://link.springer.com - access to more than 10 million scientific documents: books, articles, research protocols.

www.bioline.org.br is a library of scientific bioscience journals published in developing countries.

http://repec.org - volunteers from 102 countries have collected almost 4 million publications on economics and related science.

www.science.gov is an American state search engine on 2200+ scientific sites. More than 200 million articles are indexed.

www.pdfdrive.com is the largest website for free download of books in PDF format. Claiming over 225 million names.

www.base-search.net is one of the most powerful researches on academic studies texts. More than 100 million scientific documents, 70% of them are free

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I really don't understand how "without getting kudos or comments a fanfiction author is going to assume that people who clicked their fic didn't like it" became a controversial take.

I don't know why some people think an author should imagine, or guess that people who click their fic enjoyed it it when nobody is telling them that.

If you're re-reading a fic constantly, or leaving it up in your tab so that it re-loads every day for a hundred days the author is not going to know that unless you tell them. They'd love to hear it. It would make their day.

And if you don't tell them you liked their fic, there's no reason for them to assume you did.

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In the dark of night

When you're all alone

When the only sound is your own breathing and the wind and rain outside the window

When you're forced to settle your thoughts as you lay to rest

Do you think of me in those quiet dark moments?

Does your heart ache like mine?

Does your fingers hover over a message you can't send?

Do you drift off with thoughts of my hand in yours, of our bodies pressed against each, tangled in our limbs?

Do you wonder if I do the same?

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The haunting

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read your scills idiod

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Me: time to start writing something new

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