John Doe has a pair of red boots. Everyone thinks those red boots are hot shit. John Doe thinks he’s hot shit because everyone thinks his boots are hot shit and everyone follows him around because they want in on that hot shit. He doesn’t change out of those red boots. Like. Ever. The more admiration he’s acquired, the more he thinks he’s the hottest pile of shit there is, such to the point of being exempt from the social norm. He doesn’t have a change of pace whatsoever. Wherever those red boots go, people’ll kiss the ground it touches. People start getting red boots too. He’s gained god tier hot shit. Why is he hot shit? Does he have any skills? Does he do anything productive? What is his income? What’s his major? Is he problematic? We don’t know or care; he’s hot shit because 4,000 people think so! Wait -- it’s 3,999 now, someone doesn’t think you’re hot shit, John Doe! You’re perfect John Doe, fuck what anyone says! You’re the fieriest hot shit there is, John! I’ll suck your dick, John! You’re perfect, John! Ahhhh!!
Popularity is based on what people like, Tumblr being no exception. Take John Doe for example. A lot of people like his red boots. Is there anything else to like about him..? Can you think of anything? Is he nice? Is he funny? What else is he good for?
I don't like 'Tumblr popularity' because everyone fawning over a John Doe looks like a sheep waiting to be shaved by the red boot. I especially can't stand to see people bitch about it because it's not like you'd make any difference on John Doe's popularity if you're not doing anything for yourself, right? I'm not a fan. I don't see how a lot of these people are, quote unquote, popular. But I'm not gonna piss and moan about it all day. I got better shit to do like bettering myself so I can ultimately overthrow John Doe and have him eat donut creme out of my anus for the rest of my life. Y'all make such a big deal about who has the most followers that you don't appreciate what you have and eventually you too become John’s sheep -- just the one that bleats unpleasantly. Blacklist John Doe, block him. Be your own person. Wear green boots. John Doe will lose relevance and another person will take his place. Find your day ones and stick to them, rid yourself of leeches like the ones that follow John around.
“You’re right, hm. Kagari-kun would get upset when he wakes up…” … An upset Kagari-kun was something Akane didn’t feel was something she could handle. Give her a leash & five dogs she can handle just fine–give her one upset Kagari & she’s completely hopeless–! “–S-She ate them!?” C-Cough, “That’s… fine–snacks are for everyone, after all…” she puffed. “I still have two more hours on duty.”
(TRY HARDER Kougami Shinya. Don’t let your dreams be dreams.)
“The sooner we get what we need, the less we have to worry about him.” His voice takes an impatient edge. Down boy, down.. If he barks, she’ll take a swing at him with rolled up newspaper and his plan will fail. He clears his throat and rests his arm on her spinny chair where her shoulders are. “This’ll take ten minutes. That won’t hurt a report.” He places his hand on top of her keyboard.
oh man, oh man, oh man. this is gonna be a long one.
I can excuse English not being your first language (as it is not my own) but somehow the rules of it elude many writers on this platform, despite having, quote unquote: years of roleplay and writing experience. What ever happened to conjunctions? Active voice? Direct objects? I really can’t stand some peoples writing here. That’s my unpopular opinion.
Most of the time when people tell me to follow Person A because they’re quality, it’s usually because they’re aesthetically so. But when it comes down to actual writing, it’s a mountain of parmesan cheese on a fingernail sized piece of chicken. For whatever effort you put into your aesthetic, I wish you put the same effort into your writing and consider that the point of roleplay and think about how you’re gonna progress the thread. As much detail as you’re putting into telling us how your character has ‘alabaster skin, pianist digits, cerulean oculars’, they’re standing around like a flamingo. I will assume they’re standing around like a flamingo if all you’re talking about is how they’re Eve, the Serpent, Adam, God, if you’re not making anything move. Don’t get me wrong, inner dialogue is fine, but they’ll still be standing around like a flamingo if you wear it out. But don't get me started on when you do write a lot; it’s a mountain of black pepper on top of the mountain of parmesan cheese. I encourage expanding your vocabulary, but do not soak the writing with it because it's gonna be like soggy cereal. Nobody likes soggy cereal. Please don't make us eat soggy cereal.
Ok, but! My biggest issue with writing here is a combination of both! When you try to incorporate poetry into prose! Fucking stop! Scream about creative freedoms all you want but you aren’t impressing anyone! You’re giving me a headache! Think about it: is making a religious metaphor with clever wording arrangement really moving the plot? Is it doing anything significant? No? Then cut that shit out I’m cutting the thread.
TL;DR, stop trying to be poetic and get the fucking plot moving. I don’t care if you’re a uwu innocent, pale and precious cinnamon roll with skin made of stars, what are you gonna do? Tell me how you’re gonna do it.
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