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isabelpsaroslunnen · 3 months
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I really enjoyed "the virtues of the boring draft" by Brandon Taylor on Substack.
My best friend and I have talked a lot about the place of direct exposition in SF/F in particular, rather than always defaulting to the subtle and elegant to avoid the dreaded "infodumps." Taylor's perspective, though, isn't coming from a SF/F-specific approach, so it was interesting to read about it in a broader context and think about the ways we (as writers) unnecessarily dodge just disclosing relevant information.
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euclydya · 7 months
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crying
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katanasspirits · 2 years
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So, I kinda fell out of my Legend of Zelda hyperfix a little bit since I got into Genshin Impact but. Now THAT hyperfix is falling off and into Honkai Impact instead. So, why am I posting a picture of Time from Linked Universe? Because I lost my phone on an airplane and figured “Oh I might as well finally update that fic I wrote 2 years ago and have been promising more of for 2 years”
And. Uh. I’ve latched back onto it enough for me to actually draw a character while writing the update to that fic i mentioned. What fic is it you ask? Well funny story- Heres another picture of time but with a plain background incase anyone wants to use it as an Icon since its like. the perfect size. 
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astaraels · 9 months
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almost finished with my last holiday ficlet for @lovekenney I'm so sorry it's late, the lack of spoons over the holidays certainly didn't help things (@holymurdock I'll be working on your ficlet very soon, don't worry! I haven't forgotten you)
definitely thinking I need to be back on stimulant adhd meds, the difference between them and the non-stimulants is night and fucking day, holy hell—I can barely focus when I'm on these non-stimulants 😵‍💫
the only good thing about not having smoked weed in a month and a half is that I can pass a drug screen right now eyyyyyy
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xxfangirl365xx · 5 months
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I wanna know
I haven't written in months and I got my first rly good idea for a non fan fic piece in a longgg time. I dont wanna spoil the plot but just keep that stuff in mind about what it's about. If anyone is like...dying to know more I'll share but yeah. For now I'm keeping the storyline to myself.
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vixvaporub · 1 year
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Working in healthcare reminds me on the daily that the US medical system is fucked up but a recent example that hasn't escaped my mind for weeks is that a patient with a new diagnosis for HIV was trying to get his medication... but his insurance rejected it and said that they don't cover any HIV meds
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ao3feed-larry · 2 years
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I’d write a million love songs for you
by VashappeningAna
It's Harry's first year at university, and in the first few week he already came to the conclusion that he doesn't like anyone from the football team. That was until he meet a blond Irish lad who's on the football team and shares his room with the captain.
Words: 7658, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: One Direction (Band)
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: M/M
Characters: Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson, Niall Horan, Liam Payne, Zayn Malik
Relationships: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, Zayn Malik/Liam Payne
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Drinking, Football | Soccer, Fluff and Smut, a bit of angst, louis is football captain (soccer), harry doesn’t like the football team, Louis can be a bit of an asshole, well he’s nice at first and then a asshole again, Humor, louis is sarcastic, it’s kind of my Humor, idk how to tag, this is my first ff please don’t hate me, may not be the best writing, english is not my first language, i accidentally posted this on the orphan account
via AO3 works tagged 'Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson' https://ift.tt/0V92oy1
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rosaacicularis · 2 years
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btw i literally black out when i write something so i don’t know anything of what i’ve written, and sometimes i’ll skim through them for old times sake and i’ll remember i wrote like banger lines <3
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k-zuzu · 2 months
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k-zuzu introduction 𖹭
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call me zuzu. i am 𝖺 19-𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋-𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗂𝗇o. 𝗂 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗌 (𝗂 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆) i swear a lot and this blog is aimed at mature/18+ audiences! if any minors want to follow or interact, i highly encourage you to avoid interacting with any of my explicit works. thanks! i am an enthusiastic person, so don't mind my many exclamation points and hearts<333
i am a ravenclaw, a pisces, a theater student, and a self-taught digital/traditional artist and writer! i wake up everyday and choose to be better and improve myself and my skills. i am always open to receiving constructive criticism but i hope people will be nice about it. And I will call you people "boss" or "ssob" just because.
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i am a certified anime and kpop enthusiast<333 [anime masterlist and k-pop masterlist]
i won't write: incest, kidnapping/stockholm syndrome, yandere, noncon/rape, bodily fluids other than cum/period blood/spit, somnophilia, necrophilia, omegaverse/hybrid/vampire/demon au's, member x member.
i might consider some if it's for the plot and not any weird kinks or fetishes! nonetheless, i have the right to reject your request if i don't want to. in other cases, i do read some like hybrid au's but sometimes i just can't write them.
writing 𖹭
i've been on tumblr since 2022 but i've decided to take my blog more seriously this year/2024. my goal is to reach a wider audience and share my art/works with as many people as possible. what opened me up to this was ateez. any help in achieving my goal would be greatly appreciated :D comments, reblogs, and requests are always welcome and open! i love it when people express their interest and want me/trust me to write out their fantasy.
my writing style consists mostly of intentionally lowercase works and my personal commentary in parenthesis. idk if i should stick for past tense or present tense writing so i do both. (i.e "she said" or "she says") sometimes i make the mistake of switching it up in the same fic, i can't help it!
i mostly work on my phone for both writing and drawing but use the laptop from time to time. grammarly is a big help for me but i try my best to stay authentic.
if i make long fics with smut or plots with porn, i will try my best to make an sfw version for those who don't want to read the smut or swear words and i'll link them on the same post!
i don't know how many of you take it when i use korean or japanese words/slang/phrases/honorifics (i.e "ya, mingi-hyung!" or "hello, oikawa-kun~") in my works so i will try my best to avoid it.
favs 𖹭
my ult k-groups are: ateez, stray kids, tomorrow x together, and seventeen.
my biases are: jungkook (first ULT), jhope, jongho (ULT), changbin (ULT), taehyun, hueningkai, hongjoong, san, minghao, vernon, hoshi, s.coups, and jay but i will always be ot8, ot5, ot7, and ot13, etc lol.
for anime, i love haikyuu, chainsaw man, and jujutsu kaisen! my forever love will always be my bananamin.
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k-ZUZU MOODBOARD 𖹭
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zuzu's note: that's pretty much it! i will update this from time to time<33 thanks for reading!
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lickingyellowpaint · 11 months
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Boss taught me how to properly use the centrifuge today, so I guess starting next week I'll be spinning the blood when he's low on time. Cool!
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qvrcll · 2 years
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# 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘’𝐑𝐄 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒 — SULLY BOYS + KIRI
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— (avatar : twow) -> drabble !
⠀࣪. ᨳ — synopsis. sullies and their jealousy.
cw. contains no spoilers ! gn + non sully + navi reader
auth notes. wanted to write a jealousy trope w the sully teens, because they’re highly emotional and i love them for it. i barely see any kiri works on my feed (˃̣̣̥ヘ˂̣̣̥) !
characters. neteyam, lo’ak + kiri sully (♡⃕)
warnings. slight angst , but no real warnings
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: LO’AK — ꒷ ᵎᵎ ₊
claims that he is hardly ever jealous. covetous when you join aonung further in the surf than you’re supposed to? sure. bitter when you pitch a friendly arm around neteyam after a close call with jake? fine. but jealous? noooo. he’ll sulk and lodge into a hole with himself all day, eyebrows intrenched and mood sullied with grime. he will confide with payakan and let drop the secret of his jealousy — but it will take weeks for you to converge him in his free time. dwell deep into his bones, skin and soul. feel his jealousy, his bitterness. stipple his knuckles gently whilst he belts his honesty out — “yes, yes i was jealous” — in the stretched out darkness of you and him and the stars — he is bound to love you endlessly.
: NETEYAM — ՞ 〃 ᩙᩙ
thinks he handles jealousy well but its an adversarial clockwork in that head of his. a ticking time bomb. although it takes more to will him, it is not wholly avoidable — lo’ak will lackadaisically mention that you’re hunting with rotxo or seen with aonung, bickering as you usually do, not to get a rise out of his brother — the older’s ears are erect and twitching on their own. but it’s not jealousy, but mere inquisitiveness. it’s in the later frills of the day that he hears from you less often or sees you as a piddling dot. expect him to laxly appear by you, take your hand in his larger one. he will glare more and talk less, just dragging you here and there, with just four footprints — when you nest deep in his warlike head, he will sigh and tell you “i missed you” with his fingers melting on your own and your lips are already on him.
: KIRI — . ˚ 𖧷 · °
its less like a flame with kiri, and more like melting wax: the sting of jealousy will persist in vexing her in the comfortable welt of the sun or silent brooklet with sand and stones at her feet like a candle weeping: she hears her heart, thumping, with the beat of eywa guiding her. but her body is hot and brambly when she spots you awkwardly cackling with her brothers or the boys of the main. she sticks her head beneath the foamy waves and attempts to entrance herself with the rhythm of eywa. she thinks it is because of her difference. her ‘weirdness.’ but her leer and concentration is razed when two blue feet dig in the sand in front of her — water is lodged in her hair and lashes as she gawps at you and asks you “what are you doing here?” and when you tell her how much the boys bore you and how much she doesn’t, she’ll curl her fingers around your palm and giggle as she descends into the nippy waves, knowing no one will intrigue you as much as she does.
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© 2022 qvrcll ! do not repost any of my works on any platform.
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ralphlanyon · 6 months
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rewatching house md as a physician is very funny. love this bizarro world where doctors are never writing notes or doing prior auths, are personally administering medications and doing blood draws and imaging instead of nurses and techs, and are committing multiple types of malpractice per episode.
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cherriqa · 7 months
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+.*i get those goosebumps every time*.+
SUMMARY: he just cant shake the feeling that somebody knows... let alone his own wife..
NICK GOODE (1994) X FEM! READER
MASTERLIST : HERE
AUTH NOTE: aahhhdgfgy first fic!! based on the song goosebumps by Travis Scott 😍😍😍😍 (update, it’s been like 5 months since i started writing this.. i’m so sorry 😭😭🫶🫶)
"hello?" you ask, twirling the landline phone cord between your index and middle finger. "shit, sorry hun.." you notice the voice instantly, its your husband Nick. "sorry forr..?" you trail off, now curious. "um.. ill be home late again." his voice is low and laced with slight malice. "oh." is all you manage to say. you turn to look back in the dining room. your children are sitting happily at the table, eating spaghetti bowls.
"are you upset?" he questions, slightly nervous. "no! its fine.. ill put your food in the fridge then.." you mumble into the speaker. he sighs before speaking again. "listen, i gotta go but ill be back when you wake up. promise." he tries to sound as cheery as possible, but you can see right through the act. "okay, bye! i love you." you murmur with a small smile as the line clicks.
something is up, you can tell. you set the phone down before heading into the dining room and picking up your husbands plate. your daughter looks up at you, her curly pigtails bouncing as she swings her legs off the chair. “mommy… where’s daddy..?” she asks, her voice laced with worry. “baby, he’s fine.. he’s just caught up with work again.” you manage a smile. she nods before going back to eating.
about 4 hours later, you hear the door open and the familiar leather shoe footsteps. your husband in all his glory walks into the living room. “well hi there..” Nick says with a small grin. he walks over to you, sitting beside you on the sofa. “how was work..?” you ask, resting your head on his shoulder. he shrugs, “boring, as per usual.” the way he says it makes you giggle. “you’re sweaty, my love.” you kiss his cheek, making him smile again.
“ouch.” he jokes, standing up again. “i’ll go have a shower then.” you nod and watch as he turns around. “and by the way, could you find me that book.. um.. the one about criminology!” he recalls, to which you respond with a small “yup!” before you too, stand up.
you hear him walk up the stairs as you reach the bookshelf. as you look around, you spot a small knob out of the corner of your eye. you try to ignore it, thinking your vision is just playing tricks on you again. that is, until a passing train nearby causes the knob to rattle. you quirk your eyebrow, setting the newly found book down on the coffee table before inspecting the round knob closer.
as you get a better look, you realise that it belongs to a trapdoor that you happen to have never noticed. ‘strange..’ you think to yourself before turning it slowly. you’d think it’d be locked, considering you’ve never noticed it in your 8 years of living in your house. but it isn’t. the door slowly creaks open and the light from inside the living room shines into the small space.
upon further inspection, you spot a few candles, all of which definitely had been lit within the last few hours considering the faint smell of candle smoke. but also another thing worth noting, the two large stones with writing etched into them. one’s been fully covered, the second having almost just been started. you can only read the last 3 lines of the second stone.
RUBY LANE
THOMAS SLATER
RYAN TORRES
you make a face, weird that the last three shady side killer names are etched into.. wait.
what..?
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blackholelynn · 5 months
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Just got an idea for a House fic (if I ever get the time/energy/willpower etc to write it) that would be so cool
So obviously I want it to be a Hilson ship fic, and idk if y'all have seen the Hero x Villain TikToks by dannyphantom.exe but I'm just thinking like that dynamic and here lemme explain.
So Cuddy gets House an admin assistant because for the love of god the denials for his department are costing the hospital THOUSANDS of dollars in insurance reimbursement, so she needs someone to make sure tests are getting authed and diagnosis codes are added, all the admin jazz. At this same time, Wilson takes on an oncology fellow to shadow him and learn until they complete their fellowship and leave to begin their own oncology career. Cue the admin assistant and fellow bonding over the fact their bosses are Not Normal™️ and in fact are so uniquely unwell that they are perfect for each other and no one else. So you get a Hilson love story through the eyes of two very overworked, very exhausted employees of theirs who have also subsequently become their confidantes???
Does this make sense. Am I making sense or am I feral. Like I have the knowledge to make this Work but dear god would anyone read it
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communistkenobi · 11 months
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I think adorno is best when he’s being forced to write about actual research being done. like his essays about how auto-locking doors are fascist are great and everything but the methodology chapter he wrote in authoritarian personality is one of the most interesting things I’ve read in a while and it’s because he’s doing theory through the otherwise banal process of survey construction. like he talks about the way you need to phrase survey questions to capture fascist sentiment discreetly, because very few people are going to respond to a survey saying “yes I’m a huge racist and hate minorities.” a lot of space in the methods chapter is dedicated to how the researchers understand fascism, not just as an ideology but a psychological disposition, and the way reactionaries relate to their own beliefs about the world. A lot of the really interesting interview material he works through highlights how often fascists will deny any animosity towards minorities and then literally in the next sentence express an explicit desire to violently destroy various minority groups. He highlighted how methodological choices themselves are ideological, pointing to past research attempts to capture fascist sentiment as insufficient because the researchers used a liberal conception of fascism, ie, as just another normal set of beliefs a person can have that should be taken at face value (for a more modern example im thinking in particular of that one infamous NYT article that does hagiographical work to ‘understand’ and ‘sympathise with’ the neo-Nazis that the journalist was following). It made me think a lot about the value of methodology as an over-arching framework for research, not just a small section in a paper where you describe the statistical methods you use for analysis or what tools you use to capture information. there are a lot of problems with auth personality as a text but one of the most enduring valuable things I took from it is that methods sections are where you actually build a lot of your theory
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ao3feed-larry · 2 years
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I’d write a million love songs for you
by VashappeningAna
Harry starts his first year at college and hates the football team. Except for when he meets a funny blonde Irish lad who leds him to meet the Football captain Louis Tomlinson.
Words: 6949, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: One Direction (Band)
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: M/M
Characters: Zayn Malik, Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson, Liam Payne, Niall Horan
Relationships: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, Zayn Malik/Liam Payne, Niall Horan/Original Female Character(s)
Additional Tags: Fluff and Smut, a bit of angst, louis is football captain (soccer), harry doesn’t like football players, Louis is a bit of an asshole, well he’s nice at first than a asshole again and then nice again, Humor, louis is extremely sarcastic, it’s kind of my humour, idk how to tag, this is my first ff please don’t hate me, may not be the best writing
via AO3 works tagged 'Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson' https://ift.tt/KpX4eU5
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