rpcpositivitea preaches positivity. no posting negativity. no bashing anyone. only happy things. except when it comes to tattler lmao. tattler doesn't count. bash away /// lmao right? While posting positive comments and exchanges w/ Burnie as if they don't do the exact same thing, hypocritical af
Their blog, their rules. They can post what they want. They already said it was an important subject. An explanation they didn't have to give. Leave the only blog about the positives in the rp community alone. This is the last ask I'll post about it.
Big RIP my workplace has finally banned Ao3 from their internet and I work a little underground so cell service sucks. Literally forcing me to not read/write but instead watch YT videos or be on tumblr when I don't have much to do.
Like, both of those are more disruptive in the workplace (and also both still have banned things on them) but okay, fuck me I guess.
I’ve been tagged by several people recently to find select sets of words in my WIPs, and this time I’m not combining them since those posts tend to get a little too long. For this post, I’ll find some words that @aohendo chose for me. Thank you for the tag, for your patience waiting for me to respond, and for the chance to keep playing my favorite game!
My Words: reflect, reach, raise, rely, rampant
I’ll Tag: @on-noon, @perasperaadastrawriting, @maybenow22, @inkovert, @inkspellangel, and as always anyone who wants to join in can use the following words and say I tagged them!
Your Words: stable, shift, reflex, start, influence
As always, I’ll put the excerpts themselves below the cut for readability.
I found reflect(ed) in my Danny Phantom fanfic “Lingering Scars”:
"It's not just Vlad, either! Every time we fight together, someone else finishes the fight! Strong core? Stability? None of that even comes up! I only have fewer injuries than you because I've already been pulled out of the fight by the time things get serious! I'm always being protected, so of course I'm not getting hurt! Ever! You always keep me safe in dangerous situations!" Dani's eyes flash green, her palms glowing with an energy she immediately snuffs out as soon as she catches it in her peripheral vision. The growl he's been feeling in his own chest and throat echoes under her voice now, like the anxious rumblings of some kind of juvenile big cat -- something large and angry, but not yet grown into its size or its rage.
"Okay! Alright! You're mad! But you're in a house of ghost hunters who would shoot on sight if they caught you in my room, so keep it down!" Danny whisper-shouts back at her, that same growl reflected back at his little sister to drive his point home. It doesn't work.
I found reach in several of my WIPs, including my short story “Kiyo”:
My sleep comes with dreams. I'm not the type to dream often, but I usually know when it's happening. I get the feeling that something is off. Shifted. Tilted diagonally, just a little. I can feel that now, in an apartment without Kiyo. I go over to her usual spot, wondering what kind of subconscious-fueled nonsense I'll see in her place. A black hole that eats everything that gets close, maybe. A well, full of water I won't be giving to my roommate at dinner time anymore. I drag my feet all the way there, somehow knowing that the dream won't let me do anything else until I've seen whatever it is for myself. When I finally get there, I don't see a black hole or a symbolic well or even an empty plant pot. I see a note, too small to have possibly been printed through a regular printer but too neat and uniform to possibly be handwritten. I don't need the dream to prompt me here. I just reach for the note on my own.
I found variations of raise (raised, raises, etc.) in almost all of my WIPs, including my novel “Apricots”:
"Alright. Okay. I'll say the thing. I... give me a second, it feels weird to say something like that so suddenly," he laughs under his breath, the sound a mask to hide his doubts about this whole situation, then straightens his spine and mimics the expression that Noah had made when he'd said the line initially, "'I walk in the direction of truth.'"
"Thank you," his friend sounds so relieved, it takes Ian a second to notice that there's something on his wrist that wasn't there before. Noah's own hands are raised on either side of his head, almost like he's apologizing. He takes a step back from Ian, who takes a step toward him to close the distance and instantly regrets acting on reflex. His leg jerks when it doesn't connect with the ground, his whole body lurching forward as his stomach tries to drop out of his abdomen. The sensation makes him dizzy, everything spinning so violently that he has to shut his eyes. All he knows is the sensation of falling, without ever landing.
I found rely in my novel WIP “To Be Honest”:
In fact, he'd prefer to avoid today's meeting altogether if he could. Keep studying on his own. Repeating the steps exactly as he reads them in his textbooks. Figuring things out without any outside input. Getting it wrong. Getting stuck. Having to retrace his steps and start the same spell over again. And again. And again. If he keeps going at this pace, he won't even pass the basic refresher course on bloodline spellcasting until he's cleared every other class Dawnriver has to offer. He'll never graduate. Never become Centerpoint. Never be in a position to actually negotiate on equal footing and get his answers. He can't afford to rely on himself alone this time. As much as he hates doing it, and as bad of an idea as it is to go when he hasn't had time to prepare, Micah needs a tutor. He needs help.
I didn’t find rampant, so here’s a fun fact related to the previous excerpt:
I’ve mentioned it before, but Micah is a Bloodline Witch. This means his magic is inherited as a natural-born ability. Having this type of magic also means he can be called a Circle Witch. The title of Circle Witch refers to the circles of influence in which these magical bloodlines operate. Every family that mutates the ability to use magic will also have branch families, allied neighbors, and magic users they're on friendly terms with or have authority over in some capacity. It's similar to an ecosystem, where every animal living in a tree has its own role to play and offers something to the tree but would be vulnerable without the tree's protection. The Renner family is the tree for branch families like the Ritters, and allies like the Path family of werewolves. Within every core bloodline like the Renners, every sheltering tree, there’s one individual who holds the most power and influence over everyone else in the bloodline and its extended Circle. This individual is called the Centerpoint, the core of the core of a family’s Circle. In the canon of "To Be Honest," the Centerpoint of the Renner family is going to step down in a few years. Anticipating this, Micah and his two cousins are all in training to take a test that might just earn them that coveted position within their family and its larger Circle. By the end of the story, one of them will become the new Renner Centerpoint.
I’m not entirely sure that fun fact made sense when shared on its own, but it’s something I’ve been meaning to clarify since the on-page revelation of Centerpoints and Circles in TBH unfolds somewhat slowly. Thank you again for the tag, it was fun to find these words!
Charmies “only post about what makes them happy”? So their millions of posts about Liz, bashing Timmy and his “team”, etc, are just a figment of our imagination? Your anon is reaching. 🙄
LOL WHAT charmies spend half their time hating Liz, Tim's girlfriends, or Tim himself when he doesn't play along with their fantasy or their made up image of him. They call Brian a "creep" for no reason, slander their publicists, created an entire IG account for hating Liz, harass her business partners, the list goes. You're critical of Armie because it's actually warranted and people don't say shit about the endless hate these people get but act like disliking Armie is a mortal sin.
When you think about the new agility club that started in your last city shortly before you left. And you remember board members of the club you are on the board of kind of ... not being super nice about it. And you were like >:(, let them do what they want, but then you went on the new club's website and you were like omg.
Has anyone ever joined a dog sport club that asked questions about your training style on the membership application? Like on one hand more power to them to ask whatever they want. It's their choice. On the other hand, it comes off as a bit exclusive.
They ask questions like "What do you do if your dog gets something wrong 3 times in a row?" Do you really need an essay about how I train my dog? Are you going to judge me based on my reply? What if it isn't how you train?
They also ask if you are on the board of another agility club. Why? I get this feeling they want to weed some less savory folks in the local community out, but also I have to wonder if they really would have the guts to decline someone if they didn't like their answer or who they are. Has anyone heard of a club saying "no" to a new member? I'm sure it has to have happened, but doesn't seem common to me.
