#but somehow it feels ages ago?

[theerastour]

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[the-magpie-archives]

Tips for writing London as a setting if you've never been there

London's a popular place to set a story! It's often imagined as sexy, cool, and suave. Whilst this is sometimes true, the thing that it predominantly is, is absolutely and entirely chaotic! So here are some aspects that you may not know about:

-Public transport is absolutely crucial to the infrastructure! Few people drive in London because of how well connected it is, and bus stops and train stations are often used as meeting points or details in directions.

-There's a LOT of crime, like, a lot. All cities have it, but London has a lot of variety. Stabbings are incredibly common (to the extent where it becomes a bit of a joke), almost everyone has a story where they've found or seen a dead body, and there are many money laundering/drug den fronts under the guise of highstreet shops (they're not well hidden).

-Despite it's chaos there's a strong code of etiquette most people hold themselves too. Some are actual rules (stand on the right side of escalators, don't queue jump) but some are simply social expectations (don't stop in the middle of the pavement, keep your bags close to your body, don't take up multiple seats.)

-A lot of tourists to the city are COMPLETELY FERAL and widely hated. They'll stand in the middle of the road, block up bridges, swing around cameras and selfie sticks in busy places, and completely ignore the social standards of polite society. People Do Not Like This. (also American tourists have a tendancy to just randomly start conversation with people? It's a bit weird and generally not done but it's not strictly a bad thing.)

-Rush hour is INSANE. We're talking almost static traffic, trains so packed that you're pressed into people on every side, buses that are so full they can't stop to let more people on. Some days it's better some days it's worse, but if you can avoid travelling at those times YOU DO.

-There are a lot of scam artists on the streets. Most major cities have these, they suck, they're aggressive, and they'll take your money! Some give you flowers and then force you to pay, some take photos of you and boost up the price to get them, there's always new ones, they're relentless, and you've gotta tell them to fuck off.

-Black cabs are not at all popular for normal people! They cater to tourists, rich people, and old people. They're great, the cab drivers are hard working and very knowledgeable, but they're also very expensive. Awful as it is, uber's cheaper if you're desperate, but buses go everywhere so it's just not really worth it.

[moeblob]

Happy Birthday to Ferdinand von Aegir!

I actually made 33 emotes, affectionately known as Aegirglyphics to some, for my own personal use on discord. However, I figure why not share some of them! They're free to use for discord servers/icons/pfps or whatever. However, my only request is Do NOT use them as subscriber emotes on Twitch. You can make them free follower emotes but you are not to make them locked behind a paywall.

[elspeth-tirel]

Curiousity here because I noticed it with a lot of people's tags. When you read the post I just made yesterday about Ceres

[skiijumpinng]

btw domen secretly wanted him and pero to be together on the podium yesterday (they apparently even made a deal with the coach)

[nordsea-horizons]

decided to visit one of my old islands to get inspo for an area im trying to copy, but ended up taking a few pictures🍃 so thankful for the dream feature, i still really love my old islands💛

[buff-muffin]

Receiving one piece spoilers is wild. Cause like when you don’t watch one piece and hear a statement like “Luffy fought a god to ring a bell on a bean stalk” you’re like ‘wtf that sounds so stupid ain’t no way’

But then. When you WATCH one piece you could tell me some bullshit like “oh yeah Luffy blew up the moon by throwing it at a guy.” And at first I think. There’s no way. But then… then I’ll start to wonder.

D-did he?

And… and when does this happen!?

and suddenly there’s this mix of fear and excitement that the the next arc will be the one the moon is thrown at some mofo.

[serdtse]

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[omgkalyppso]

people are talking about commenting on ao3 fics when the site's back up and i have a question for writers!

[strictly-confectional]

oh oops thats just a whole set of lyrics i made

[trans-xianxian]

I turn 22 in 30 days.......

[songofwizardry]

my youtube home page recommended videos these days are like

video i've already watched

actual video i'd like to watch from a creator i follow

extremely upsetting video that has zero (0) relevance to anything i ever watch

video with ten views of someone's high school graduation or something

shorts i don't want

video i've already watched

video from my watch-later playlist that i saved five years ago

six (6) videos related to home improvement bc i made the mistake of watching one (1) video about fixing something once

tomska????

[daz4i]

finding the blogs of old mutuals is very fun sometimes but i think i just found one of my ex and they are like. straight up lying on main

[c-sunflower01]

CAN'T RELATE

⸻ tw: rant, unrelatability, trauma, family issues

sometimes I wonder if

the trauma I hold is

even my own.

I'd hear books of stories

of pain and suffering

lingering in the

m e m o r y

of my brain that echoes

into feelings that just appear.

I'm

not

a victim

of any form of despair;

a healthy body with

decent intellect to

actually function

in a society that doesn't accept

outliers.

it's funny how I acquaint

with people who only had

problems on their shoulders

(I hear them, cursing the people around them

...I wondered if I were one of them)

I can't join every conversation

because there wasn't a place

for a boring average person

who is grateful for their life, their family,

their achievements

to join a group of

kindred spirits

who shared

their worries

their tears

their pains

(because I don't have

such things)

I lie to myself -

you must have something like them

you think of something that they understand

you realize it's futile and never joined in

(even if you badly want to - you could never join in)

because my frustrations

are nothing compared to their scars

my emotions are still bareable to breathe with

( y e t I a m c o n s t a n t l y s u f f o c a t i n g )

and guilt overwhelms me when I try to speak

" my parents are unreasonable "

(my parents and I get along just fine)

" I can't stand their unjustified behavior "

(there wasn't anything to be mad at in the first place)

" God I want to rant about it "

(I want to join in too, but my life is not like yours for you to understand and even if I try to talk- I'll end up ruining your mood. If I dare speak I'd be a thorn on the field of cotton buds blossoming in the spring. An annoying fly that buzzes around as you try to let out the frustrations you held on)

and I could only say repetitive phrases

I've always said in the past,

because I can't comfort a broken person

who seeks for someone to understand them

I can't be that person - because I'm not like that

and I just watch at the sidelines

as other people support each other, and I clap

I'm happy for them

because I knew they deserved

the love

and care

they could never have before

(but I cradle myself to sleep

knowing that nothing good comes my way)

- an average person has nothing

going for them, only a flimsy

existence that dissipates quickly

and the negative part of my brain

hopes they keep suffering. - that

they live in sorrow so I can

elevate my worth more than I could

ever imagine - thoughts my morality

despises for existing ( and I berate

myself for even thinking)

in the silence on my own;

they frolicked together

across meadows and oceans of

endless venture - and I just watch

because they never invite me

because I am not like them

because even if I'm considered a friend

I'm just a person they brought in

because I was there when a group

of people came together and

deemed each other friends

and I'm stuck alone again and again,

seeing people get closer and closer as I

stand there eternally alone - watching watching

watching watching watching their moments play out

I'm stained with envy as I could never take the chance

just wanting to be part of their world - their life story

because I'm always sick on living in my own tiny bubble

endlessly lamenting my flaws until I crack myself

down over and over again - because no one ever

notices the fool that tries to fit in - the average

wallflower listening the same tales of tragedy

same problems, same worries over and over

like a chant that just brings out my insecurities-

(I d o n t w a n t t o b e l i k e t h a t)

....

I try to find meaning in my life

because no one else could

no one knows my story

and it's funny that even I

faked being apathetic

just to not have my identity

be shattered

as I listened to another story

that will never be like mine

[deus-ex-mona]

stuff’s wildin’, my dudes

[chqnified]

The feeling of: yeah! I might be getting a proper job, one of those fancy 'life long' careers people talk about!!!

And also the feeling of: but. What do you mean.