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"If you use em dash in your works, it makes them look AI generated. No real human uses em dash."
Imaging thinking actual human writers are Not Real because they use... professional writing in their works.
Imagine thinking millions of people who have been using em dash way before AI becomes a thing are all robots.
REBLOG IF YOU'RE A HUMAN AND YOU USE EM DASH
You can pry my em-dash from my freezing cold hands
i had three fic ideas. wrote one. i still have three fic ideas. this is not how math is supposed to work.
can this post please back up it’s too close to home
I had five ideas, I wrote two, now I have seven
Listen. They’re called “plot bunnies” for a reason, and it’s not just because they hop around all over your brain demanding attention.
🎶99 fanfic ideas on my blog
99 fanfic ideas~
Take one down, pass it around
137 fanfic ideas on my blog🎶
this post walked into my house and kicked in my ribs
Mimic Octopus has had enough of Dancing Crab’s shenanigans
darn dancing crabs and their jazz crab hands
‘HELLO MY BABY HELLO MY H-“ “NO”
i cant control my hand suddenly
Everyone has seen this post, right? Right?
Does anybody else get legitimately worried when a fanfic author who was updating regularly just suddenly disappears with no warning? Like, is it a serious case of writers block or are they in a coma? Did they just up and quit? Was it me? Were my reviews not good enough?! Did they die 😳?! Were they kidnapped? Do I need to file a missing persons report? Excuse me officer, there’s been 13 weekly updates and now nothing for months! Find them! What’s their name?! Name!? I don’t know their name but they write 3k+ chapters and I need them safe and back in my life!
Sir, that’s my emotional support fanfic author.
Officer: i’m sorry, but you can’t file this person missing.
Me: you don’t have all the facts.
Officer: which are?
Me: i love them.
So, painful story, but I’ve really needed to tell it for a while.
My best friend, the woman I loved for 13 years, was a fic writer in the middle of an especially long piece. She updated on a schedule and had for years. She had a small, but loyal following.
And then she died out of nowhere. One day we were laughing, the next she was in a coma, 3 days later she was dead. She hadn’t been ill and to this day we don’t know what took her. She was just gone.
I knew she had friends all over the world so I went into her email to see if I could find addresses and notify people after a week of blind grief. In her inbox were about a dozen concerned messages from her readers. I cried. I cried and cried and I responded to all of them, telling people she had passed.
And the messages kept coming. Those people spread the word and message after message came in, most of them addressed to me now, as I had given those original readers my contact info. There were words of comfort and grief and just every emotion imaginable in that scenario. I wrote back to them all, thanking them and comforting them.
For months after she died, during the worst of my grief, I had those messages. I had those people. And they had me. I really think I might not have made it to the other side without them.
So, the fact that you care? That you think of them? That these authors who became a presence in your world are missed when they aren’t there? It means something very real. On the off chance that the author did die? Anyone who has seen this post will find comfort during the loss of their friend or family member, knowing that you all exist. That they aren’t alone. That you CARE that the world now lacks their loved one.
So, yeah. I’ve seen this post and ones like it for years and wanted to share this story. I finally could today.
Thank you, every person who reblogged this post. People like you are the biggest reason I’m alive today.
so i have a mildly popular “reblog and put in in the tags” post going around and its. very clear how many people don’t know how to interact with a tumblr post
so, first of all, tumblr’s culture has changed a lot in the past couple years. there’s a genuine community effort to not start any drama, and ironically a lot of the current hostility is an effort to keep things calm. there’s also a change in how people interact with posts, so if you haven’t been here in a while please skip down to the tags/replies/reblog with text section.
for newcomers: you should be reblogging posts about as liberally as you would like something on twitter. if you only like stuff, people will think you are rude/a bot. you’ve probably heard people talk about “cultivating your dash,” and thats because this platform is 100% centered around your dashboard. trending matters less, unfollowing and blocking in order to shape your dash into it’s best form is widely accepted, the majority of the content you’ll find and interact with will be because of your dash, and the only way to put things on your dash is to reblog them. tumblr users are deeply distrustful of algorithms and have largely turned off the “see posts your friends have liked” function (i recommend you also turn of the various algorithms in settings → general settings → dashboard preferences).
so, once you’ve reblogged a post, there’s three ways to add content to it. the tags, replies, and reblogging with text. all of them have different connotations
the tags: an inside voice. originally they were meant for organizing your blog (and they’re still used for this), but they’ve also morphed into a way to share thoughts that aren’t funny/insightful enough for non-followers to be interested in. when in doubt, put your comment in the tags
replies: basically talking to your friends in class. your followers have no way of finding your replies (they don’t pop up on the dash, nobody gets notified except for the original poster) so chances are, only the person who made the post is gonna see your comment. it’s for quick one-offs that you’re okay with other people overhearing, but really is only made for one person. they’re like a public dm
reblog with text: an outside voice. you’re getting up on a stage in town square and entertaining people. make sure it’s funny or insightful— bottom line, add something new to the conversation. you should use this the least
general rules of thumb:
when in doubt, reblog. people will judge you if your blog is only personal posts and you only interact with other content by liking it.
the only things people will judge you for reblogging are personal vent posts. leave a like to give a little virtual hug
if a post is asking about your personality/opinions (i.e: tell me what’s the last tv show you watched, that kind of thing) put it in the tags
also if you see a nice edit, gifset, or art, reblog and say something nice in the tags! it’s that nice sweet spot of common enough that no one will notice but uncommon enough to make the artist’s day
Finally real advice for new users. This is a solid guide for how to make the transition from Twitter to Tumblr.
In particular, artists need you to reblog. A reblog helps them get seen. A like doesn’t help them at all.
And I would like to add image descriptions and audio/video transcriptions can really help increase reblogs. Please remember to make your posts as accessible as possible.
Good advice if you have no idea what you're doing here, like me ;)
File under: sky pirates, guild level-ups, and true companions (nakama) The problem isn't her, it's her folks. Seren is tired of liv
“The work on your tree is amazing to look at,” Jael finally said, dropping zir hands and shaking zir head. “I’d give almost anything to meet the person who created this.”
“What can you tell me about it?” Asking open-ended questions had been a hard lesson to learn since she’d had few people to practice on, those who had ferried over to the island for their jobs. Once a person got started on anything they thought was interesting, whole hours would fly by, speckled with information Seren wouldn’t have been able to figure out otherwise.
“There are no snags, no split threads, no loose ends. Your caster was a master of thread, I can tell you that much.”
Types of writers as defined by two of my favorite trope phrases:
“Hear me out” = Plotter
“I can explain” = Pantser
CLOUDLARK Ch. 30 - LESSONS IN EARTH & WATER, is up!
Vachlan sighed and shook her head. “You don’t have mastery over any elements, do you?”
“Nope!” Rive grinned. “Everything I do is hard work and brain power.”
Seren winced. Maybe they hadn’t meant it to sound like how it had come out, but they were going to be cut to pieces by Vachlan for that remark.
“Oh. I see,” said the winged woman. “So my having to wrestle for control, and using my body’s energy in the process, is not work at all?”
“I didn’t—”
“That’s exactly what you just said,” she continued, talking over their protest. “Did you mean it? Or did you speak in ignorance?”
i know that a lot of what pliny the elder says is kind of bullshit but i've never wanted to believe him more in my life than when he says that hedgehogs collect apples for the winter by rolling onto them so the apples stick on their spines and they can carry them off
oh my god...
Here are some Art Fight attacks! I'm apparently switching between drawings and paper craft? From left to right, top to bottom we have: character Angeliz, character Cell (with my character Dai in worm form), character Sokovia T. Cipher (FUTURE), character Raken, and finally, character Sonata Mod.
I'm CoffeeQuills at ArtFight too!
So... a writer has joined Art Fight! (I have no idea what I'm doing, but this looked like fun)
Okay, I've got my card, I've got a quick sketch of outlines for all the prompts, so all I need is someone to help me figure out where to start! What'll the first request be for? The story ideas I have are mostly Bou-san specific, but everyone from SPR will make an appearance <3
Hello, I hope you are having an astounding day! I’ve been wondering if you could write a snippet about a sapiosexual villain and their smart, methodical henchman/ scientist. If you don’t want or can’t do that, I understand. Thank you for the gorgeous writing! 💕
People often assumed that the work of a henchman was simple, purely physical. All you had to do was look tough and intimidating.
They were wrong.
At a professional level, every gun shot required quick mathematical calculation, every blow an equation of angles and force. At any given time the villain could turn to their henchman and be presented with solutions. The most effective way into a building, the quickest way out in a pinch. Their henchman was a map of entries and exits; the whole city was sitting pretty and 3D somewhere in his brain.
It was intoxicating.
Most of the time.
(All the time).
Even when their - especially when their - dangerously smart and actually quite tough and intimidating looking too, henchman had them plastered up against the front door of their apartment. With a deadly look in his eyes.
"Um," the villain said, raising a brow.
"Are you deliberately placing yourself in danger so you can watch me get you out of it?"
The villain's face heated, because, um. It wasn't exactly deliberately, they were not a complete idiot. But they were also aware that they had been pushing their luck more than often recently, precisely so they could watch the way their henchman shifted gears so exquisitely.
Their henchman's grip tightened.
"Don't pretend you don't love the thrill of the puzzle!" The villain wet their dry lips. "I know you do. You'd be terribly bored if all I ever did was have you stand in a corner looking menacing. I'm simply being a good employer, you know? I'm offering you enrichment."
"At the risk of your life."
"Gambling for pennies is no fun."
"You're a dumbass."
"It's what I keep you around for." The villain tried for a winning smile.
Their henchman's grip didn't budge. His gaze raked down the villain's face, their body, and he had that -
Oh no. He had the calculating face on.
The villain squirmed, clearing their throat, turning their head away. It was one thing adoringly staring at their employee when the henchman wasn't looking back. It was another for him to know the way that the villain gazed at him, know the reaction the villain had every time they started doing-
"Look, it all turned out fine," the villain did their best to sound stern and commanding, despite the stupid twist of heat and panic mixing in their stomach. "So get off me. I'm your boss, you can't - manhandle me like this."
"You're right," their henchman said. He still didn't let go. "I do love puzzles. I love figuring out how to make your madcap ideas work, because you're always onto something. I love solving problems for you because every day is something different. What I don't love is the thought of you dying because you have a crush on me, and can't seem to find a safer puzzle to get off to."
The villain's face burned. "I-"
"I'm talking now. You're listening."
The villain's mouth snapped shut.
"So, that leaves us with a problem, doesn't it? Look at me."
The villain met the henchman's gaze, wide-eyed. Their henchman still had that mile-a-minute expression, and the villain stared at it almost helplessly. They wished they could read thoughts, they wished they could display all of their henchman's internal maths on a canvass and hang it on a wall in the bedroom.
"Luckily for you," the henchman's voice dipped lower, "as covered, I'm very good at solving problems." His grip eased, finally, but he didn't step away, palms sliding down the slightly torn front of the villain's coat, undoing the buttons and shoving it off the villain's shoulders.
The villain's brain whirled.
"I'm not a problem." They didn't - they'd imagined the henchman returning their feelings in a fantasy. None of that was meant to be some calculated thing, however much they enjoyed their henchman's cold logic. They didn't want the henchman to do anything with them just because they thought the villain would be reckless otherwise. This had backfired. This had backfired so badly. "I won't do it again, I promise! I know I was stupid and-"
The henchman kissed them. Short, sweet, nothing cold about it.
The villain's breath stuttered.
"You most certainly are a problem." The henchman's lips trailed up the villain's jaw. "My favourite problem, in fact. Have been for a while. Nearly losing you today made me realise that."
Oh.
The villain gripped the front of the henchman's t-shirt, heart pounding.
"That's not to say you should do it again," the henchman added, biting down, drawing a groan from the villain's lips as their head tipped back. "That's me saying, if you want to watch me solve a puzzle, I can think of no shortage of puzzles we can play together. Would that work as an alternative solution?"
"Uhuh. Yup."
"Excellent." Their henchman drew back, eyes dark, and full of plans. "I think we'll start with 'how quickly can I unravel you, what do you think?"
"I think," the villain said, very serious, "you should figure out how to get your clothes off in the next thirty seconds before I rip them off you. If you want to keep them, that is."
The henchman laughed, and shoved them in the direction of the bedroom.
Near death experience was rarely a problem after that.
2021 Ghost Hunt Fanworks Weekend! April 10th & 11th
GHHQ’s Sixth Annual Fanworks weekend!
What is it?
Each year GHHQ hosts a Ghost Hunt fanworks event. In the past we have done an exchange where folks worked to craft a work specifically for another participant. This year we are changing things up a bit…
How to participate?
Submit prompts: Between now and February 1st submit prompt ideas to GHHQ. We will gather them all up and make a master prompt post for the event.
Pick a prompt: Choose from the list of prompts and make a fan work based on it.
Submit your finished work: Please submit your work by end of day April 9th so that it can be scheduled for release. Please include which prompt you are doing so we can include that in the post.
Enjoy yourselves!
What sort of fanworks are accepted?
Basically all sorts, past exchanges have included fanfiction, fanart, photo edits, and more.
Drabbles, oneshots, multi chapter, sketches, line art, color comics, Asethetic boards, or cover creations; all are welcome!
If you have any questions please send us an ask at GHHQ!
Interested in seeing the works from the previous years’ events?
Check it out here!
We’ve already got a dozen prompts! Keep ‘em coming!
Have a prompt? Submit an ask by Feb 1st!
SHOUT OUT TO MY WRITER HOMIES WITH MUSLIM OCS/CHARACTERS;
1. WEARING A SHAWL TO BATTLE IS THE EQUIVALENT OF HAVING GIRLS FIGHT IN STILLETTOS.
Just so you know, this is what I’m talking about;
-Is it bad-ass? Abso-fucking-lutely. Is it Practical? Not a chance in hell. Especially not if it’s silk. If it’s cotton, you are skating on thin fucking ice. That bitch will NOT stay on. It barely stays on with me just walking down the street to Walmart. Wielding axes and rifles and swords and daggers? I PROMISE you it will not do the job it’s expected to-WHICH IS TO COVER THE HAIR. (Some muslim girls dont wear them-and that’s fine. But those who DO do it to completely cover the hair in public. Is it ~Aesthetic~ to see the flyaway hairs in battle? Sure, but those aren’t usually practical either. )Consider instead;
sport shawls
-For one thing, it’s actually DESIGNED to be worn to atheletic activities. Archers tuck hems into the collar of their shirts so they don’t get in the way, and track runners pins (ill get to this bit later) them down into the shirts to prevent flyaway bits and to stop them from getting slapped in the face. It’s breathable, stretchy, presentable without being attention seeking.
Bawals
In a pinch, bawals work just as well-as long as you specify that they are COTTON. Unlike the shawl, which are rectangular, bawals are SQUARE, and thus easier to manipulate, fold and pin down. If you wear it right, they carry an equal aesthetic value to shawls, and come in plenty of pretty patterns as well.
2. I’m not sure about the USA, but the girls I know wear this underneath the headscarf;
Does it kinda look like a beanie? It sort of works like a beanie too. Hair is slippery. It tucks in any extra hair you might miss just by wearing the headscarf, its harder to pull down and on the event the shawl DOES fall down, your hair is still not exposed. It protects the ears-which is important even on a daily basis, because pins, headphones and any other headgear that might pinch them. It comes in plenty of designs, including ones that has open backs to allow long hair and ponytails.
3.SPEAKING OF PINS; I’M TALKING ABOUT THESE BAD BOYS;
BROOCHES
though , i suppose most of y’all are most familiar with safety pins, right?
what’s the difference? Well, if your oc/character is an athlete, it’s actually LEAST likely they’ll be wearing SAFETY PINS. They’re cheap and super easy to buy in bulk, true, but they also SUPER easy to wear out even with the smallest amount of strenuous activity. Between the three of ‘em, I’d put the brooches as the best option to wear in battle because 1) it has a large surface area, thus hurts less when pressed on with heavy items, which includes bag straps and weapons, (pins are sharp and can poke you painfully); and 2) more secure-the latch is covered by the gaudy jewellery above, and theyre usually smaller and tighter. Stays on the stubbornnest, even when headscarf is pulled. very roughly. I’m saying that even the cheapest brooches will allow the shawl to be ripped apart before even letting it go.
3. They probably ponytail their hair. Because Come On, guys.
Anyway it’s been bothering me and I just thought if yall could bother knowing the difference between skin tones for POC you could bother with muslim practicalities too. Or something
I must write it all out, at any cost. Writing is thinking. It is more than living, for it is being conscious of living.
Anne Morrow Lindbergh (via writingdotcoffee)
Ghost Hunt Whumptober
Collisions of the Past (part 4 of 34) has just been posted to AO3!
SPR has been called out to investigate hauntings from the war on Ike-jima, reported by the only remaining caretaker on the small island. She's heard voices in the dark, seen shadows moving where none should be, and has been reminded of the past from collected pockets of smells. From the beginning, the team is hit with accident after accident after accident... and by the time someone realizes that nothing is as it seems, it might be too late for one very protective monk. [Written for Whumptober 2020 w/whumping focused on Houshou]
Ch 1: Alt #12 - Falling
Ch 2: Whump #28 - Accidents & Alt #12 Water
Ch 3: Whump #20 - Lost
Ch 4: Whump #13 - Chemical Pneumonia/Delayed Drowning
Don’t panic, Houshou told himself, still feeling his heart thumping at a pace that would kill a rabbit. Those barrels have been in here for a long time, they’re probably not harmful anymore.
And yet there was that garlic-ish smell in the air.
I need to find a new way out of here. Now.
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