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Excavations at Saqqara
Excavations at the necropolis at Saqqara. Photographed in 1860s during work of Auguste Mariette-Bey (1821-1881) French archaeologist and founder of the Egyptian Museum, Cairo in 1863, who began work at Saqqara in 1850.
Behind the scenes with Alex Kingston as Miranda Priestley ("The Devil Wears Prada") for Strictly Come Dancing 2025 twostep, Week 3 | 12.10.2025
Alex did our Miranda Justice.
WHAT!!!!
No
They can leap 36 feet
As in leap forward 36 feet
They don’t jump 36 feet into the fucking sky do you know how terrifying that would be the human race wouldn’t have survived because we’d have all had heart attacks while still in Africa
#death from above
this post makes me cry every single damn time
This is one of those legendary posts that’s been around since I first made a Tumblr. When I didn’t have access to my Tumblr for a few years I would sometimes reference this post. Iconic lol
Yeah sure we’ve all binged a long fic, but have you ever read a WIP and followed someone’s life?
Tidbits of information - (“I graduated today!”) - and small joys (“It’s my birthday!”) and you get to be there to say “This chapter made me cry, happy birthday, thank you for gifting us this”.
I remember reading this fic of someone at the end of high school, older than me then. They seemed infinitely wise, spoke of their future career and getting into the college they wanted. I remember them posting on days they felt like nothing could bring them down - and on days the whole world did and it’s the aftermath of a hospital visit. Cancer, I think it was, their father. I got to the end of the story, I know their father was fine, but also they got to finish their WIP. I graduated three years later than them, still dutifully wrote thank you notes in every comment. I wonder if they remember me, or just the collective of people reading the story as it updates.
Four years ago I was into my first year of university, my first year of figuring out being out in public spaces. I made excuses as to why my name didn’t match my paperwork and read a fic on the train, the same five chapters over and over again for the next years as I thought the story abandoned. It updated this week after such a long hiatus, I left another thank you comment.
There’s an author I love, they update their stories like a clockwork. When they don’t, I check their blog, just to see if their doing alright, not because I feel like they owe me, just to ensure whether I better get out my laptop to write that really detailed university level essay chapter analysis to get them smiling when their day sucked.
And then, once, when I was 17, I read a fic that hadn’t updated in over a decade. I wasn’t even in primary school when it started posting. On the last chapter, I left a comment that, in retrospect, was horribly rambly and most likely full of grammar mistakes. The author replied and though I couldn’t see their face, I thought of them crying. They were married now, had children, and hadn’t thought about this fic in years. They went through their files again, found another half written chapter and an outline. I got two new chapters to read that year.
And then, recently, someone told me they got back into writing original fiction because of my comments. I get to read nearly weekly chapters.
I love binge reading a finished fic, but nothing is ever going to top the feeling of anticipation of waiting for a chapter, the pure joy when someone tells you I was done with this, but you made me think of it again, so this is for you.
Anyway, I think we should romanticize reading WIPs more, growing up alongside the authors writing the stories we love.
"I need a fic about this!"
but have you commented on an existing fic today? have you left guest kudos today on that fic you've already kudos-ed before but can't stop coming back to? have you shared a writer's post today?
have you supported your writers today such that they feel encouraged enough to write the fic you are asking for tomorrow?
"I need a fic about this!"
but have you commented on an existing fic today? have you left guest kudos today on that fic you've already kudos-ed before but can't stop coming back to? have you shared a writer's post today?
have you supported your writers today such that they feel encouraged enough to write the fic you are asking for tomorrow?
all politics about ai aside if you use it to create fanwork you're just a fucking dweeb
not to show my jock colors on this my nerd blog but the whole fucking point is that it's for love of the game. sweat over it or get the fuck out. i'm no gatekeeper but if you're using ai you're not even playing. you're trying to pave over the baseball diamond and make it a parking lot.
Please, for the love of god, please don’t be this person. No matter how long it’s been since an update, no matter how many unfinished stories are sitting on their account, no matter what - do not be this person.
Not only is it insanely rude, but you also do more damage than you think be being such a self-entitled ass about something someone created for free and for fun. “This author” can see what you say.
RIP decency indeed.
I'm seconding this. A long-form fic I began and abandoned on LiveJournal in 2009 has haunted me ever since. I thought about it every time I started a fic and every time I finished one. More than half of my motivation to finish a long-form fic I began in 2015, that came in at 310k words and took me 7 years to write, was not wanting to repeat what I considered to be my failure in 2009.
Last month, someone created a LiveJournal account just to thank me for writing the fic I'd never finished and that even if I never finished it, she still loved what I wrote and was grateful for it.
The next day, I imported what had been written to AO3. Over the next five days, I wrote four new chapters (as yet unposted). Two weeks ago, I signed up for a WIP-finishing project on Tumblr, intending to finish this story after 15 years of silence. (I'm trying to find an appropriate reward for myself for when I finish it, but am drawing a blank.)
Let's rewind for a moment. If I had received the comment above that day instead of the incredibly kind one I did receive, I would not have done any of those things. In fact, I may not have written anything in any fandom for months or longer after something like that.
Kindness inspires better than derision. Kindness made me think I could still finish my story - that it wasn't too late and people would want to read it.
Kindness can bring stories back to life.
Derision can kill the creative spirit.
Please choose kindness.
OP, I'm so sorry you received this comment. I hope you remember only the support and enthusiasm of all your other readers.
THEY ARE A COUPLE YES! 💖🫦
Heya, XV!
I wish you the happiest of birthdays 🎉 with lots of cake 🎂 and laughter and joy and all the things that make you happy! I hope the day treats you well. Wish I could give you a right old birthday squeeze but since I can’t, feel youself virtually hugged anyway 🫂 All the best, Beep
BBBBBEEEEEEPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Aww thanks our Kidlet, what a wonderful treat to hear from you!!! Big ol virtual hugs back atcha from Jane and me. :D Hope you're well and life is being kind. Miss ya Kidlet. Unpacked my concert programme from Neil a few weeks ago and smiled a whole lot at the memories. Love the Lucy gif, heheh. Be good our Beep. So much love!!!!
A boy can dream, can't he?
Hey, so if you have Windows 11 installed and have been losing your mind over the fact that you can't find your own files because Windows is now prioritizing internet search results first, you can fix it by following this guide:
Stop the OS from pulling up web results when you just want files and apps.
As someone with over 900 GB of intentionally and properly named files on her computer (I do a lot of digital art and digital media work that requires high-volume files that function off of dependencies), this feature was making me furious. I followed the above instructions and can confirm that the method outlined solves the problem.
I have just tried this, it works and the explanation how to do it was so user friendly and clearly laid out.
10 and 11 are also kinda secretly adding Windows Copilot to your computer when you're not looking. Even without software updates. You can follow this guide to disable Copilot
Completely disable Copilot in Windows 11 in just a few simple steps.
The guide uses a program called gpedit (group policy editor), if you can't find it on your computer, follow this guide to install/enable it, and remember to always run as administrator:
Run these commands in command prompt.
Win + Q
Search: command prompt
Right-click > Run as admin
Copy, paste, and enter these commands:
FOR %F IN ("%SystemRoot%\servicing\Packages\Microsoft-Windows-GroupPolicy-ClientTools-Package~*.mum") DO ( DISM /Online /NoRestart /Add-Package:"%F" )
FOR %F IN ("%SystemRoot%\servicing\Packages\Microsoft-Windows-GroupPolicy-ClientExtensions-Package~*.mum") DO ( DISM /Online /NoRestart /Add-Package:"%F" )
Test it by opening Win + R
Type: gpedit.msc
See if it opens
guess who got to experience this film for the first time ever
I can never leave Tumblr because after years of sporadic therapy utterly failed to even approach the core of my problem some random tumblr user was like “I processed my trauma by writing a 10,000 word work of filthy fanfic erotica” and I was like “fuck it I’ve tried everything else” and now I’m 17 chapters and 20,000 words deep into an unpublishable work of obscenity and after careful literary analysis with one of the Beloved Mutuals I have come to some Terrible Revelations about my childhood and may now continue the process of Healing. Where else am I supposed to get this kind of experience. Who does this. Why are we like this. I’m never leaving. I love y’all.
Hey, you reblogged that AI post and I was surprised to see something so mean on your blog. "If you cant write unassisted, fuck you, youre a disgrace to the community." Is that really something you want on your blog?
Just in case this isn't a spam message:
Posting AI-generated content to a platform intended to be an archive for writers is not appropriate use of the platform. On a platform intended for human creation, it is rude and inappropriate to clog search results with AI-produced content which often plagiarizes the work of human authors.
Use of generative AI is also horrible for our environment, leading to massive waste of fossil fuel energy and water. We should not be doing damage to our planet for the sake of generating (robot-produced, often plagiarized) fiction, especially when the joy of fiction comes from the creation and emotion of real people.
Rather than giving a prompt to a generative AI, people should consider attempting to write their own work, or asking another writer from the fandom if they would be interested in writing it. Anyone who is capable of typing a prompt into ChatGPT is capable of writing a story. The first attempts may not be amazing, but that is true of any skill, and anyone can improve with time and practice - and while ChatGPT may give you big returns in your time, it doesn't give you practice, growth, or creativity, which is where the joy of writing should come from.
To add to this, generative AI isn't an assistant for disability. Something that assists you helps you complete a task. You do the task yourself, the thing assisting you just helps you manage parts that aren't possible for you. Assisted writing could be using dictation, using a screen reader, relying on a spellchecker, typing instead of writing by hand, etc.
You aren't doing the writing yourself if you use generative AI. You're offering up a single sentence and asking a machine to steal the hard work of others so you don't have to actually write anything. The hard work you steal may well belong to people who actually need assistance with writing, and absolutely will not appreciate seeing the struggles they overcame being turned into slop for others to claim as their own.
Enjoy the creative process. Be part of the creative process. Don't become reliant on AI to the point where you can't think, create or act for yourself. This is why AI isn't an assistant. It takes independence and from you, instead of helping you realise it. It convinces you that you can't do things, instead of helping you try. It tells you to just leave it all to the machines and don't bother yourself with the fun (and struggles) of creating.
If you use generative AI, fuck you.
Generative AI generates content. That means the person using it isn't doing the work themselves. And that means it isn't a tool, it's a bypass. And it's a bypass used by lazy, entitled people who are more interested in "content" than in telling a good story. People who want headpats for being "creative" when they're so unoriginal they can't even do the work themselves.
Spellcheck, voice-to-print, screen readers, etc. aren't "AI," they're tools. They are what writers use to help capture their stories that they wrote. The writer does all the real work of creating and then uses tools to assist them in getting it down properly. Folks who try to lump it all together with shit like chatgpt are deliberately arguing in bad faith so that they can their machine-generated bullshit behind real tools that actually help.
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And Mirandy Dandies know they have....
Cruella De Vil Poly and Non-Poly with M/A Fics
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Between Two Devils by Melanicious http://melanacious.livejournal.com/?skip=30&tag=title%3A%20between%20two%20devils
Fired by Privatesmile http://privatesmile.livejournal.com/37163.html
No Name to Say by Sammalkorva http://archiveofourown.org/works/1245577/chapters/2560189
Passionate by Crazybecat & Kitteninthesky12 http://archiveofourown.org/works/3715123
Picture by Punky96 https://archiveofourown.org/works/14598483
The Feud by chiaroscuroxvii http://dvlwears-prada.livejournal.com/1791127.html
The Life by inkheart9459http://archiveofourown.org/works/3726109
The Long Road by Michi & Greyregieshttp://ralst.com/LongRoad1.HTM
The Puppy Who Came to Dinner by Crazybecat & Kitteninthesky12 http://archiveofourown.org/collections/MACpuppyverse/works/4341362
Uh Oh the Mistletoe by Quiethearted http://quiethearted.livejournal.com/21402.html
Unexpected house Guests by Crazybecat & Kitteninthesky12 http://archiveofourown.org/collections/MACpuppyverse/works/4327479
Voice Messages From Friends by WastedOn http://www.ralst.com/VoiceMessagesFromFriends.HTM
We’re Having a Baby series: And baby makes four. By Quiethearted http://ralst.com/BabyMakesFourFive.HTM
We’re Having a Baby Series: In Law Wars by Quiethearted http://ralst.com/InLawWars.HTM
We’re Having a Baby Series: An Uneasy Truce by Quiethearted http://ralst.com/AnUneasyTruce.HTM
We’re Having a Baby Series: Friendly Fire by Quiethearted http://quiethearted.livejournal.com/21111.html
Whose Baby is That? By Punky96 https://archiveofourown.org/works/10658871
"Growing up, my father prepared absolutely all food. Mom wasn't even allowed in the kitchen. He said my mother's cooking could kill a dragon — which was interesting, because he was one."
