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andrew-ism · 3 months

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Hey, I just wanted to ask as a person from the Caribbean also. What got you so passionate about, or I guess got you into the political sphere. A lot of the things you speak about aren't typical of a lot of Caribbean YouTubers one of the reasons your content stood out to me.

From a very young age, I noticed the problems in my country (Trinidad & Tobago) just from looking around and I wanted to change things. Many of my old drawing and writing books were thus filled with ideas for change or worldbuilding fantasies. I've always loved writing and seen it as my way of shaping the world. As I got older, I spent more time trying to understand the issues, the history, and the contemporary situation by reading, chatting with folks in person and online, and consuming edutainment. My passion for learning was also helped by my homeschooling experience.

Without getting deep into my whole life story and political journey, this pursuit of knowledge and solutions was kicked into overdrive in 2019 as I was introduced to the ideas of socialism and anarchism and later in that same year experienced the depressing and life-draining nature of full-time work for the first time (previously I had done a few part-time internships, short-term contracts, and sole trade work). While in the office, I read digital copies of both The Communist Manifesto and The Conquest of Bread, which led me to start a blog in 2020 where I would be able to publicly share what I had been thinking about and learning about for so long. That was on Medium.com. At that point, I wanted to be an art journalist.

Before long, radical ideas explored through a local lens became the prime focus. But due to low readership over months of consistent effort, I came to see blogging as a medium with limited opportunity for reach in our increasingly video-dominated age, which culminated with the creation of my YouTube channel.

However, as much as I wanted to keep my focus on the country and the region, I couldn't limit my message. I don't tailor my voice and message to either a local audience or an American audience. I grew up on content that acted like America was the only country and audience in the world, but I knew there were people like me globally going through the same issues who didn't want to hear every message filtered through the American lens.

I think both globally and locally when I make my videos, and I believe my approach has allowed me to reach folks internationally, which has gotten me to a size where people across the islands can now more easily take notice of my work and hopefully get some good out of it. My heart remains here in the region, and I would like to expand my reach here in the region, but it's easier said than done. I've seen an opportunity in TikTok, but I really can't add more to my plate at this point. A burning passion for learning combined with consistent effort, the help of various folks, and luck sprinkled in has brought me to where I am now, and that's what I'm trying to maintain going forward.

#ask andrewism #andrewism

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simulation-machine · 2 months

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SIMS RELATED PROJECTS/UPDATES

My spring break is coming up in a week and holy crap do I have plans on plans on plans, especially since my summer is gonna be full of school + internship + HOPEFULLY friggin' graduating with a BA in Psychology so that I can start applying to grad schools.

Read more iffin' you'd like! It's long! Here's a picture of my golden retriever napping on her brother's food bowl to entice/entertain you:

god she is so precious i would literally kill for her

GOAL 1: MASTER GSHADE/ReSHADE

I know that some people are sticklers for this but my thing is that I had no gee-dee clue what I was doing with ReShade, whereas Gshade just kinda clicked and worked for me? That said I have a bunch of resources for learning ReShade so I might end up moving back to it at some point.

My main issue is figuring out the order of all the different effects. It obviously matters, I'm sure people smarter than me have tried to use presets only to be like "why tf does this look absolutely nothing like the baller screenshots this one cool Simblr has?" Annnd it turns out it's order + remembering to turn off certain graphic settings. Also photoshop, but that's gonna take a lot longer for me to figure out lol.

Like I'd been struggling to figure out why @gunthermunch's gorgeous Lithium preset wasn't looking as sexy as it did before annnnd it's because I forgot to turn Edge Smoothing off when switching to it. Jesus wept at how dippy I am sometimes.

Eventually, what I would like to do is maybe make my own preset at some point? I would be kind enough to show the effect order too if I did so. But this requires so, so much more shader knowledge than I currently have.

FUN FACT: My first ever degree was in art, I even went to a very fancy and private art school (School of the Art Institute of Chicago if you're curious)- I dropped out after one semester because uhhh that shit is expensive. Ended up finishing my degree at a much cheaper location in MN. That said, my art was 100% analog and 2D, and it turns out it did not translate super well into trying my hand at graphic art.

It's funny because I've been gifted really neat stuff for graphic art (like a really nice Wacom tablet and Adobe subscriptions), like people just expected my mixed-media ass would know what to do with it. NOPE! But yeah, Sims is sort of my excuse to try my hand at this stuff again, especially since I have a bit more energy now that my soul is not regularly being drained out of my body by customer service and tech support jobs.

GOAL 2: GET CRACKIN' ON ANOTHER DOOR

This one is hard because I am only on Gen 2 of the Orsons and it's sort of hard to justify starting up another story while that one is less than 1/5 of the way done.

THAT SAID, I don't plan on posting Another Door until I have a decent chunk of it done. Since it's not a casual gameplay story nor a legacy challenge, I plan on editing the bajeez out of the screenshots for it, really honing in on the aesthetic. I want it to look and feel very different from my random legacy challenge.

Fortunately, this story has been fucking up my sleep schedule for *months* now and I have a lot of the writing for it done. The hard part is translating that into the Sims, making sure I get the right poses and stuff, maybe even learning how to make some super easy CC (like, posters and stuff), and stuff related to GOAL 1 above.

What I'm saying is that it's going to take a bit. But I'm super serious about sharing it because it's my obsession and honestly the first time a story of my own design has possessed me in literal years.

Also, I want to make sure I have a significant backlog of the Orsons before I start seriously simming for it, because I don't want to screw over my favorite little pixel babies. This legacy challenge is going to be the one, I have done so much to keep my save files to keep it safe from harm (ask me how many backups I have of the save files. JK don't, the number is frankly silly).

GOAL 3: START YET ANOTHER MASSIVE CC PURGE

Y'all, my CC folder for this game is honestly an embarrassment. I go so hard on CC shopping because this community is stupid-talented and I like giving my pixel babies nice things and cool looks. When I'm bored and not quite in the mood for gameplay, I just like making neat-looking sims that I do absolutely nothing with because I love fucking around in CAS.

I have built my own PCs since I was 17 years old, and when I first built COMPUTERMACHINE (current rig) back in the autumn of 2018, it was with the goal that it would run Sims 4 flawlessly no matter what I did to it. It's got ridiculous amounts of RAM, I religiously update parts for it. And to be fair, even with the current 6,907,907,890 TB of CC I have atm it runs better than Sims 3 ever had with a measly 50 GB of CC.

But for me, it comes down to finding all the stuff I wanna use. Making myself get rid of the stuff I don't wanna use. Straight up yeeting the CC that I thought was going to look incredible that uh, didn't deliver.

I do CAS CC purges about once a year but have literally never done it for Build & Buy stuff, because OMG some of this shit I've had since 2014. Like when Sims 4 first came out. YIKES. My CAS CC obsession is notable but it's honestly nothing compared to my Build & Buy. Even before For Rent made building lots slow af, my PC was starting to take a solid minute to switch to different buy categories.

It would take a long af time so I want to make sure I have a bunch of content in the queue before I do it. It's gonna be a whole ass thing and be so, so boring to do. So I'm putting it off for when I have a ton of time to do it. Like, oh, my entire Spring Break?

GOAL 4: MAKE A FRIGGIN' RESOURCES LIST ALREADY

This would obviously need to wait until after GOAL 3 is completed, but I wanna make sure the awesome creators whose stuff I use get credit, and that people know where they can grab neat stuff. It would include not only CC but mods, Gshade/ReShade presets, and maybe even lots and sims I've downloaded from the gallery?

(Since I am super anti-paywall and very unapologetic and rude about it, I will also share where one could perhaps get some of these CCs without paying some dip a Trenta Starbucks Unicorn Frappucino amount of $$$)

It's ambitious as hell because *gestures vaguely at GOAL 3* but it would make things like doing WCIF asks and lookbooks so much easier.

Somewhat relatedly, I wanna make a navigation post, especially once Another Door starts getting posted. That story is gonna be a bit huge with multiple arcs that take place over the course of like, 14 years. Plus once the Orsons get to the 4th+ generation, it would be easier to track things down.

IN CONCLUSION...

I have been having so much fun sharing my silly little Sim adventures on Tumblr, so much more than I ever thought I would! You all have been so great to me, and all of this stuff is sort of a way for me to repay that. Ever since I stopped being able to be artistically creative ever since a really nasty depressive spell in 2017, Sims has been my #1 artistic outlet. And having people who are even somewhat entertained by my pixels is incredibly motivating.

Basically, if you read all of this, DAMN would you have been a rad livejournal follower of mine circa 2007. On the seriousness, however, thank you all so much for being rad and encouraging and sweet. I promise to do you all, if not proud, then at the very least not disappointed.

Time to hit the bong and take some pictures of Lou and Tatertot before taking my IRL doggos on a walk~

#sort of an announcement #future plans #sims 4 gameplay #tales from the irl #i love the sims community so much #promises i plan to deliver on (eventually)#playing with photoshop again #talking 'bout doing another cc purge again #posts so long you'll unfollow me (i will not blame you)#tl;dr: folks i'm gonna be doing some stuff #anyways... *bong rips*

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mistydeyes · 9 months

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Hello!! Stumbled across your blog while binging Cod content. I absolutely love you writing. My favorite is the medical history of 141. I did an internship at a pharmacy for a few months and seeing drug names once again was pretty cool (ciprofloxacin is my fav but that's a conversation for another time lol). I really like how you inculcate pharmacology in your writing. This is my first time making a request since I'm fairy new to tumblr. I would like to request a pairing if that's fine. I'm 20, islander thus I have tan skin ,dark brown eyes and extremely long hair but it appears short since it's very curly lol. I am 5'3, wear glasses and on the curvier side but fairly muscular since I do my best to go to the gym daily. I'm have a blue belt in karate and love martial arts. I'm also very good at yoga and try practicing it everyday since it's relaxing and energizing for me. I have a dark academia, fairly unique and elegant style. I dress modestly and LOVE coats, trousers but I love dresses as well. I love designing my own clothes. I recently got a black ,mermaid cut floor-length dress with a leg slit and pearl sleeves (basically it looks like the dress it held up by a chain of pearls)stitched. MBTI- INTP Zodiac - Scorpio

I love reading, drawing and playing cards. I play cards nearly everyday-my favorite games include gin rummy, go fish and Uno. I like drawing surreal and horrific designs such as monsters and nightmarish things lol. Despite drawing terrifying things, I am IN LOVE with goofy and cute things. I have a collection of cute erasers and stationary shaped like tiny dinosaurs, fruits, vegetable and cacti. I am an avid reader. I will read anything that piques my interest. My house is filled with books. There's at least a book in each room. I generally enjoy fictional books. I also love cooking and baking. I LOVE spicy food. I am always trying new recipes and cooking techniques. I love trying new food that I see on menus despite not liking lots of stuff sometimes (I don't mind though. It's part of the experience :D). Whenever I'm at the hall, you call always find me in the bookstore or a lingerie story.(a bit nsfw but I adore lingerie ) I am adventurous and love extreme sports but I haven't had the opportunity to. I'd love to sky dive and bungee jump. So far, I've ziplines, ski, undersea walk and parasailed. I am introverted but once I warm up with someone, I never stop talking. I LOVE memes. I bombard my friends with them daily lol. I am told that I have a "don't mess with me aura" but once you know me I'm just a goofball. I LOVE mathematics, specially statistics and biology. I do math for fun. Currently taking a gap year but I aspire to be a STEM student . :) I LOVE nature . Although I'm solitary I'd love to share peaceful life in a nice cabin with a partner to have fun with and joke all the time. I'd love for my partner to be my bestfriend and support my antics. Thank you for reading the long description and I'd be soo grateful if I could get a pairing. Thank you soo much!! And I love your work!!Keep it up!! <3 (i'll try to attach pics of my art and goofy things)

Johnny "Soap" Mactavish (a/n we need to have a convo because my fave antibiotic has to be bactrim/sulfamethoxazole and trimethoprim! but thank you so much for reading my work :) also your art is amazing! I love all of the mediums you use)

How you met: You had vaguely known of the scotsman when you found out he was joining your group on vacation. You and your friends had planned a trip to New Zealand to accomplish a few bucket list items such as bungee jumping, zip lining, skydiving, and parasailing. It just happened that you and Johnny hit it off as you overlooked the Nevis River Valley and prepared for a once-in-a-lifetime jump. "Shite," he swore as you looked at him, "higher up than I thought." You laughed as your guide checked your rope and restraints. "That makes it even better," you said with a devilish smile as you looked at the frightened man. "I've jumped out of planes before but this is crazy," he exclaimed as you began to see your friends start to jump off with screams of adrenaline. "You can hold my hand," you offered as you stuck a hand out, "I've done this before and it's a great rush." He took your offer as the person to your left jumped. "Here we go," you yelled as you both walked off the platform and dove head first into the ravine. Your ears were immediately filled with his screams as you laughed and took in the gorgeous view. You smiled as you looked up at him and saw the hairs of his mohawk hand upside down. "Yer aff yer heid," he swore at you as the adrenaline began to wear off. "You think that now but you should see me when we go skydiving later," you joked and gave him a wink as he mentally prepared for the next extreme activity.

A peek into your relationship: Despite the distance, your boyfriend loved coming to your house. Whether it was a new book, a clothing project in the works, or the smell of spicy food from a new recipe, there was always something to entertain him. This time, he was having you do one of those drawing challenges were you practiced different illustrators styles. "Johnny hold still!" you giggled as he posed for your portrait. You lightly kicked him with your foot as you sat on opposite sides of the loveseat. "You done yet?" he kept asking as you shook your head and sketched out his face with pen. Eventually after what he said was "forever" you unveiled the finished paper. You could see his eyes travel from each one of the sketches until he set the paper down with an unreadable look. "What?" you questioned as you inched closer to him. "I love it but," he trailed off, obviously for the dramatic, "I don't know if I should be concerned that the Tim Burton and Junji Ito styles are horrifying good." You took a moment to laugh before pecking him on the cheek. "Just because I'm good a horror, doesn't mean anything," you replied and he took the opportunity to hold you in a hug on his lap. He kissed your forehead before replying. "You're a crazy one," he joked and you rolled your eyes. "Yeah but at least I'm yours, Mactavish. And don't talk about crazy when you're the one with a mohawk and no rock band in sight!"

#izziespairings #madebyizzie #cod mwii #mw2 imagine #task force 141 #john soap mactavish #soap x reader #mw2

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slytherhys · 1 year

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Hi can you write F I and N for manorian (the November prompts)

A/N: promised someone I would write manorian soon so I’m here to deliver. This prompt just made things better and easier. 🫶 I really don't know how to feel about this one but I've been trying to write it for over a week and I'll lose my mind if I don't just post it. 😭 I hope it lives up to your expectations though 🫶

Prompts: "You bought me hot chocolate? / Academic Rivals / "Are you blushing?" "No, it's just cold."

Easy Smiles - A Manorian OneShot

Manon wrapped her coat tightly around her body, cursing the Rifthold cold just as she had done every single day since she had first moved to the Adarlan capital. No snow covered the ground – none ever did in Rifthold – but the biting chill wasn’t any less ruthless. Especially to Manon Blackbeak, whose blood ran as warm as her country’s arid skies.

She absolutely hated it. Hated that it was so far from home, hated that it was always cold but never enough for her to finally become acquainted with snow, and she hated it because it was the first place where she had finally started truly feeling like herself.

How such a place could’ve been the same city where Dorian Havilliard had been born and raised was a mystery to Manon, but she tried not to think too much about it. About him. Even if she failed most times than not.

She was on her third year of college and, on all accounts, she had made it (much to the Blackbeak’s Matron delight). She was top of almost every class; an amazing internship awaited her; and she had just recently started sitting in some of the most important meetings that took place in her family’s company. She was ready to be the leader she’d been born to be. A true Blackbeak – a legacy that went beyond borders. And she could feel it in the stares of her colleagues, how they gave her wide berth whenever she was around; how they avoided her gaze or her presence overall. Manon didn’t mind – if she had a reputation, it was because she and her family had done well to earn it.

So, of course the fact the Havilliard heir seemed to completely disregard such legacy had become something of an intriguing feature that Manon couldn’t help but admire. Even if she tried to.

She was well aware of the fact everyone in Rifthold seemed to bow down to the Havilliard name. Their company had built the city, had turned it into what it was today: the sparkling capital of the Adarlan Country. But Dorian’s confidence went beyond that. It went beyond his family’s name; beyond the fact he had bested her in two classes (mainly considering he loved to ignore the other three where she had bested him) and beyond the fact he was the only student that could match her in a debate. No, it was something that glinted in his sapphire eyes whenever they locked on Manon; it was something warm and sticky that seemed to cover her entire body whenever he smirked her way.

It was something that would definitely send her grandmother to an early grave.

Manon shook her head, trying to push her wayward thoughts away just as she reached the building of her next class. It was also the only class that she didn’t share with Havilliard, which made his presence just inches away from the door all the more surprising. The warmth greeted her immediately as the wooden door closed behind her with a heavy thud, and so did the jarring sound of giggles and sugary praises. Manon took off her coat as she tried her best not to roll her eyes to the back of her head.

She didn’t even need to look to know exactly what she would find: Dorian Havilliard – the man of the hour – leaning against the stone wall with a grace that irked her. A smirk would taint his full lips, fooling anyone who didn’t pay attention to think of him as the golden boy everyone had so lovingly named him.

But Manon knew better: she recognised the wicked gleam that shined in his sapphire eyes, the speed and wit with which he would easily disarm anyone he would ever consider a threat. Those people would never need to worry, they were of no competition to Dorian Havilliard.

But Manon Blackbeak was aware of just how aware the golden boy was of her. She had yet to decide if she felt annoyed or flattered by his attention.

A zing rushed through her body, her skin prickling as her stomach rolled on itself. She knew he had seen her, felt it in her skin as his eyes trailed down her body.

Annoyed. She was definitely annoyed by it, she thought as she rushed through the corridor, ignoring the side glances people sent her way and definitely ignoring the giggles and swoons coming from her left. It was none of her business if Havilliard preferred to spend his time with brainless-

“Blackbeak.” A smooth voice called out, and Manon blamed the temperature change for the shiver that ran down her spine. She kept walking, not slowing down her pace even as she heard his footsteps against the green carpet, already in rhythm with hers.

“Havilliard.” She said in return, never looking his way. And she didn’t have to – she knew he’d be wearing his usual black coat and dark pressed-on slacks that complimented his long legs perfectly. His raven curls would be falling down his forehead, making her feel a way that ought to annoy her. Not to mention the stupid smirk on his handsome face that seemed to follow her even when he wasn’t around – she knew exactly what she wanted to do to it, and it was entirely too early for that. “Is the company you keep so dull you prefer to follow me around like a lost puppy?” She asked, the shocked gasps coming from his friends the only proof she needed they had listened to her every word. She could see Dorian shake his head from the corner of her eyes, and she refused the smile that threatened to break free at his amusement.

“Paying attention to me, are you, witch?” He teased, and it was all Manon could do not to roll her eyes at the nickname. She had been graced many nicknames – none nearly as loving as the ones Havilliard had received – but witch just had to be her favourite. How original it was.

She refrained from snapping though – if there was anything Dorian Havilliard enjoyed, it was riling her up, and Manon refused to give him the satisfaction.

“Can I help you with something, Havilliard?” She asked instead, her voice as cold as ice as she turned the corner, just feet away from the classroom.

Not that it stopped Dorian. It never did.

“You can start by looking at me.” He drawled, his long legs easily keeping up with her rushed pace.

“And why, exactly, would I do that?” She furrowed her brows, looking at the watch around her wrist. She was already 5 minutes late to class. If her grandma found out she wouldn’t hear the end of it.

“You’re infuriating.” He grumbled, his words lacking any heat. Manon bit her chapped lip to keep from showing her amusement. “Will you just stop?” He groaned, but Manon shook her head.

“I’m late to class, Havilliard-”

“Manon.” He said softly, and her name on his lips was enough to nearly send her tripping. He had never called her anything other than Blackbeak or witch, but her name on his lips sounded good. Too good. She turned around, panting slightly. Had she been running? She hadn’t even realised.

Dorian raised his brows, looking at her with a mix of amusement and annoyance – their speciality, really. In his hand – both his hands – there was a white cup, the liquid warm enough that steam danced in the air above it. He stretched an arm, a hesitant look on his face.

Manon frowned. “What is this?”

He sighed. “I thought you were smart, Blackbeak, do you really need me to spell it out?”

He looked exasperated, and Manon would be lying if she said it wasn’t a good look on him. A sickeningly sweet odour filled the air between them, and she couldn’t help but feel her stomach flip as she stared at his offering.

“You bought me hot chocolate?” She asked reluctantly.

“Ah, the prodigy lives after all.” He smirked, but Manon didn’t miss the way his cheeks seemed to darken under the fluorescent lights.

She grabbed the warm cup, a shiver running up her arm as warmth spread through her fingers. She tilted her head, squinting her eyes slightly. “Is it poisoned?”

“So I could get expelled?” He raised a perfectly groomed eyebrow. “I wouldn’t risk my place in the university for you, witch. You’re not that special.” He drawled, putting his now free hand inside the pocket of his pants. He looked so effortlessly casual it made her want to throttle him.

Manon hummed. “And yet you bought me hot chocolate.”

“And yet I did.” Dorian shrugged, an easy smile on his face as he watched her expression. Manon ignored the way her cheeks seemed to heat under the glare of his blue eyes and prayed that Havilliard would ignore it too.

If only she were so lucky.

“Witch, are you blushing?” He asked, a smirk tilting his lips upwards.

“Don’t be ridiculous.” She scoffed, forcing herself out of the haze that was Dorian Havilliard. She wasn’t blushing. Absolutely not. “It’s just cold.”

Dorian hummed, eyeing her with a victorious gleam in his eyes. And even as she started walking away again, Manon could feel his eyes on her body, trailing down her form as she walked to class. She rolled her eyes as she stood in front of door, refusing to acknowledge the fact she felt more alive than she had ever felt.

“Witch?” He called as she was about to enter her classroom, making Manon stop and raise an eyebrow as she turned to him once again. He seemed to blush under her gaze, but his cocky demeanour never faltered. “Are we still on for tonight?”

Manon tilted her head, enjoying the way he seemed to grow more restless with every second that passed where she remained silent.

On all accounts, going out with Dorian Havilliard was a terrible idea. He was her competition – now and in the future when both took over rivalling companies –,and everything her grandma despised – everything she had been taught to loathe, to steer clear of.

And yet, he was the only person who could make her heart race; the only person who set her blood on fire with his stupid arguments and easy smiles.

How could she ever reject him?

But Manon simply smirked, never one to soothe a nervous Dorian Havilliard. “We’ll see.”

#manorian #november writing prompts #november prompt #my writing

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everythingsinred · 6 months

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For the writers ask: 2, 3, 4, 17

thank u for asking <3 <3 <3

2) What is your favorite fic of yours? i hope this isn't too much of a cop-out answer but my favorite fic is always the one i'm working on. a lot of love goes into each one and if i'm not fully enthralled in a story i'm writing i might as well not write it at all, imo. i'm particularly proud of atrad right now, because it took a long time, as well as lots of research and i really wanted it to be well-written. but rn, even though i'm on pause for a bit, subjectives is my fav bc it's the one i'm working on now.

3) What fic of yours do you think is underrated? it's hard to say when it comes to the ga fandom bc there's usually not as many readers at all, but i must say lack of interaction is what caused me to put not what we should be on the backburner for a few years. i fully intend to write all of it some day, but it is hard to get motivated when it's also a fic i've received negative comments on ;-;

(w the fandom that won't be named, i really liked writing trust, but it was seemingly less interesting to others so i abandoned it. rest in peace...)

4) What fic of yours were you surprised by how popular it was? i am always shocked when any of my fics get attention! my first ga fics in the internship universe on ffn got a lil bit of attention and i was genuinely surprised! but my g*th*am fic play dead getting as much attention as it did really shocked me, especially bc i was on twitter back then and i had plenty of mutuals who would "live tweet" reading whenever a new chapter came out, and it honestly felt so touching... the higher u fly, the more u have to fall and all that.

when it comes to ga, i had surrendered to having no attention especially more recently, but i think atrad got a decent amount of attention for how small the fandom is! and lots of ppl would comment and give me their thoughts which meant a lot too, and which i wasn't fully expecting!

17) Do you have any wips that you can tell us about? What are you most excited for in you wip?

obviously, i still have nwwsb, which someone asked abt recently! i'm very happy there's ppl out there who are interested in seeing it continue bc i am too <3 i'm thinking after subjectives, i'll probably continue nwwsb for a while (tho i had planned on it being rly long so i might get distracted by another project eventually before finishing it lmao)

i also wrote ~7 chapters of a zombie au a few years ago that i enjoyed but never posted bc pretty much all i saw on tumblr back then were ppl hating on zombie aus. i think i'd have to rewrite what i have though if i were to post it, which is why i'm not as excited about that project. i don't like restarting lol

and i also have a restaurant au i like, but it would likely not be quite as long as my other fics <3

and what i'm most excited abt is just sharing more fics for people to enjoy! i love writing natsumikan fanfic and giving as much as i can to this fandom and tho it seems to be in a constant state of shrinking, i won't let myself get too discouraged! thank u to all who read and enjoy my fics <3 i very much appreciate it!

send me a fic writing ask if you would like!

#ga #gakuen alice #thank u ur so nice for asking <3 #mizutaama #answered #ask games #writing asks #nwwsb #subjectives #all things rancid and delicate

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belaephemeral · 6 months

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a little update :)

Hi everyone! This is a late update but something I've been meaning to share for a while.

So I haven't been writing for a while and that's because I had stopped during a point where I was going through a lot in my personal life. I'm so sorry to have subjected you to my writing during that time since I wasn't my best and I had my first uni exams ;-; overall, I was glad to even have gotten past that time in my life but a lot of things started piling up from there on.

During the Summer, I had planned to finish "It's no coincidence, it's a kitty-incidence" but I was juggling many things. I had a legal internship at a prestigious firm (I became a corporate girlie and slave haha), I had to handle family problems and get rid of my toxic friend group, apply for vacation schemes and mini-pupillages, and I am helping to lead a law conference for my university society. I hope you can understand I wasn't in the right place mentally to write stories. Such stories that mean so much to me if you are able to feel a fraction of the warmth and the love that I dedicate and place into them. Thus, I didn't write so that you wouldn't have to be subject to anything sub-par.

I'm a bit (actually a lot) of a perfectionist; this is both a benefit and a flaw. It started being a problem for my writing when I used to get palpitations and anxiety whenever I posted a new piece. I guess it's something that was self-imposed but I didn't want my oneshots to be less than perfect. Because of this, I kept scrapping drafts and rethinking pre-established plots. I would love to continue writing but i need to understand when to stop putting myself down just because I think something won't get a good reception.

All in all, this isn't to say that I will stop writing but my writing might take some time to come out.

Moreover, I'm so appreciative that I've hit 100 followers! One thing that really put me off was the onslaught of bots following my page so to see that you genuinely like my writing and would like to see me flourish is super encouraging <3 Thank you to everyone and if I was able to touch you with my stories, I am so grateful that I was able to.

I might do something special to celebrate this milestone so let me know if you have any ideas!

Thank you once again for enjoying my little stories!

#update

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lhenn · 2 months

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Tag "9" people you want to know better

Tagged by @alma-amentet thanks! Always fun to take part in these

3 Ships

1. Zoro & Sanji (ZoSanZo) (One Piece) (and per extension my D&D OC Kaze and an NPC from the campaign named Muharib, they reminded everyone of them)

2. Soul & Maka (Soul Eater) (I'm not really obsessed over them, I just think they're sublime and have a special place in my heart)

3. Idgie & Ruth (Fried Green Tomatoes, they have all my heart and more and there isn't a single time I don't cry with them)

(probably should have added Erik & Christine, but even though I love them, I think the ones I mentionedhave sticked with me for far longer)

First ship

Well. Tough one. Since I became interested in fandoms? My first interaction with a fandom was due to Naruto being super gay with Sasuke, then either SasuNaru or NejiTen.

If not counting interacting with fandoms, earlier I really liked maybe Usui and Misaki from Kaichou wa maid-sama!

And from when I was a kid, I'm really not sure, but probably Eragon & Arya or Westley & Buttercup. I really liked them then.

I'm not really a "shipper"?, I have my preferences but I don't usually become focused with many of them.

Currently reading

Two years ago I started re-reading again (3rd time) Seven Realms Series by Cinda Williams Chima (I really adore this saga), but stress with university, switching from reading in Spanish to English (not being so used to it then), got me into a block soon after starting The Gray Wolf Throne.

Since then, I've read many manhwas/mangas/mangwas, some of them still not finished (Define the Relationship, Under the Green Light, Thirst...) (Mature content, be wary)

I also tried to go back to reading by beginning Treasure Island... it didn't quite work. I've read 4 chapters or so. Will go back to it in a few weeks probably, after exams.

Currently I am properly reading When the longing returns and Squirrel Girl, plus some D&D stuff from the campaign I'm currently playing.

Last film

Funny 'cause it's Treasure Planet xD

Last song

Well, this is a tough one, when I began writing this I was listening to "Hey, Little Songbird" from Hadestown and then "Todo Arde" by Juan Navazo, 6 songs later, right now Phantom of the opera (cover by Reinaeiry and Chloe Breez) is playing xD

Currently craving

Another D&D session for sure. I'm starving, I don't think I'll make it 'till the 25th

I mean, money, always money. I'm a currently unemployed broke student and living with my parents is driving me even more insane. Hopefully I'll land a job this summer coding as a still studying junior, the same one I intend to do my internship at next year. I won't make much, but I might be able to pay my part of a shared appartment with some friends once I've finished my current studies.

A hug, hormones have been driving me mad these past two days and I've been so so soft. Still am. I would like to drown in a big embrace, but honestly, right now, I don't have anyone I would like to give me that kind of hug. Am I weird? Haha I'm just not really a "touchy" person.

Time to draw and write, lately I haven't been able to.

Tagging: @night-unfurls-its-splendour @birdstooth @carpeossa @dross-the-fish @erik-carierre @gee1puu @jenjanart @muirin007 @royalavera @rose-margaritas @tondroom @toastjadan no pressure to join, and anyone who sees this and would like to participate is more than welcomed 😊

#tag game #ships #personal #about myself

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binaryeclipse · 2 years

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For the ask game, PRO·TÉ·GÉ (Nyanakin gets a job redux) 👀👀👀👀?

Thanks So Much For the Ask! 💖

So this is the most self indulgent AU I have ever started. It has been living in my head for over a year and I've tried a few times to try and write it (hence "redux") and I'm never satisfied with the setup. So I'm not gonna share a snippet because lol I'm not happy with what I have right now.

The essential parts of this AU are that:

Anakin is a tooka boy

He is Senator Obi-Wan's very put upon protege as part of a workplace study program for the political science program

In Obi-Wan's culture there is a thing called "patronage", where hybrids like Anakin are essentially sugarbabies for aristocrats for a time in exchange for sex for a set period of time to gain access to better opportunities in the job market. It is a lingering aspect of their culture that Obi-Wan has spoken out against in the past as an archaic, predatory and fetishizing practice.

They both want to fuck so so bad

However:

Anakin doesn't want to jeopardize Obi-Wan's career by making him appear to be a hypocrite. He's done a lot of good work, using his position in the senate to help amplify hybrid voices and enact progress not just on the sector he represents but also across the galaxy--okay sure there's a bit of a human saviour narrative going on here but every bit helps, he's definitely helped pave the way for someone like Anakin

Obi-Wan does not want to jeopardize Anakin's potential career in politics because he's clever and smart and the most competent of Obi-Wan's assistants despite his temper and his tardiness. He just has so much promise. Also he just really likes the kid, they have similar senses of humour and Anakin isn't afraid to snark at him. So Obi-Wan doesn't want to ruin his life by fucking him.

Except Anakin is starting to realize that even though he's supposed to be a model hybrid and he wants to make things better for people like him (it's the only reason he's even gotten involved in politics in the first place) and not play into the slutty sex toy stereotype.... god he wants to be Obi-Wan's slutty sex toy in every possible way.

So it's them dancing around things waiting for Anakin's internship to fucking finish so one of them can make a fucking move and not potentially fuck something up. The sexual tension will be insane. Especially since they both want to fuck and they both know they want to fuck and that they can't. Shenanigans.

The title is a play on, obviously, a protégé (apprentice) and protégé, the past participle of the french verb protéger (“to protect”).

#tag game #ask game #anakinsthot

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racheljoyscott · 2 years

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Hey I just wanted to tell you something that happened recently I really don’t know if you would truly care but I figured why not tell you this, I don’t mean to bother you with this little story but let me make a long story short so you can understand, so after graduating high school in June of 2021 in September I start an internship where these instructors teach me how to work, and act in a workplace environment, currently not in college (I know probably stupid) because my high school is paying for me to attend. So now we got that out of the way now here is the story.

So today as I am writing you this May 5, 2022 (I say that cause I don’t know when you are reading this) I had a strange experience that in my opinion was a sign or maybe coincidence I don’t know but I truly loved it. I’m not sure if it was Rachel herself. So I was going outside with my instructor on break as he had to get something, I was with one of my coworkers (name private) and they don’t know anything about Rachel only 1 coworker in the intern knows about her, since I keep her private I only will share about her with small amount of people. I keep her a secret like so deep it’s like Sacred and I only shared Rachel to Andrew because I’m closer to him and he wouldn’t say anything. I keep her secret because I know the people I know wouldn’t understand how much Rachel means to me. Okay now that I’m dragging this so much let me tell you the experience.

So as of today (May 5, 2022) I was outside with my instructor and a coworker not Andrew someone else, because I didn’t know wether to tell my instructor about Rach or not I had this picture of her which I enhanced and told her if she can show a sign and out of nowhere an eagle showed flying around I was so surprised because it showed up no cap literally 3 seconds after I asked her that and before that I was constantly thinking about her and I ended up seeing that had the last name “Scott,” then after heading back inside the building that currently interning in (I technically intern in an Atlantic Health hospital) I stumbled upon another name with the last name Scott then repeated numbers showed up 111, 222, 333, 555, 22:22 and other numbers like that. Then after the time I was heading home by transportation there was a church that had a sign that said something, something Pastor Scott” I was blown away and amazed. Ya so that’s the story sorry for dragging the story So much.

I want to know, do you think that was Rachel communicating to me????

First, you are not stupid for not attending college after high school! If college is in your plan, you still have so much time. It's a big decision! If your happiness lies in a career that you don't need college for, then that's your decision! No judgment and no stupidity. I believe God has His own plan in His own time for everyone.

I also understand what you mean about keeping Rachel private. She also means so much to me; I only talk about her to my closest friends. I couldn't even begin to explain to someone who doesn't know me well the impact she had on me. They wouldn't understand, and that's ok!

Over the years, hundreds of people have told me their stories where they believe Rachel is sending signs. Now, I'm not an angel, I can't give you an answer on how people who have passed communicate. But I do believe in signs. I get signs every day from people who have passed. When I first started reading into Rachel's story, I heard Bittersweet Symphony EVERYWHERE. It was crazy. Coincident or not, I felt like I was on the right path because of it. So no, you're not crazy. There is no harm in believing in these signs. I've felt that believing in signs has been so positive for me. Hopefully you keep seeing them too xx

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roanawayspoons · 2 years

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I did an internship type thing with a nonprofit to learn more about advocating for myself and my communities; and a large part about that was learning how to use our stories as part of our advocacy.

We had a couple trainings on using poetry in advocacy as well, part of which had us write our own poem about us, telling part of our story.

I really liked mine, so I'm sharing it here and have a link as well to a post on my patreon where I have included a version of me reading it!

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Who Am I by Roan Forrest

Some of my earliest memories are of a children's hospital

They aren’t scary memories

They’re pleasant and light

But

Doesn't it say more

That I have so many memories there

Than that they're pleasant

Who am I

A common enough question

I really ought to have an answer by now

I was only a few months old when my parents first took me to the children's hospital

Only a few months old when they first learned some of my cells grew too fast

So fast

They might make a tumor before I reached elementary school

Who am I?

I really ought to know

Shouldn't I?

When I was about 3 years old my parents divorced

When I was about 3 years old I started caring for my infant brother

Some of my earliest memories are taking care of him

Most of my memories are taking care of someone

/Who/ am I

Is it enough to know who I'm not?

Not my father

Not my mother

Not sure?

The custody battle over my brother and I took 7 years to resolve

I have more memories in family court than at home

More memories caring for my brother than playing

More memories at the hospital than healthy

I've never been healthy

Who /am/ I

What makes up who you are?

Are you your family?

Your friends?

Your actions?

Your trauma?

Aging out of being high risk of a tumor saw my health forgotten

No longer, did I visit the hospital

No longer, did people notice how my body betrayed me

How knees gave out and muscles screamed

If I could get good grades

And care for my brother

How could anything be wrong?

Who am /I/

Queer?

Fat?

Polyamorous?

Disabled?

Traumatized?

First Generation American?

Are these who I am?

My grades being good let my parents miss so much

Let them create wild expectations

Missed deteriorating mental health

Physical health

Changing Identity

My parents missed seeing who I was becoming

Never adjusted their expectations

Or how they treat me

Who am I

Sometimes I wonder who my parents see me as

Whoever it is hasn't been me in a very long time

I think I've been excavating myself from who they think I am

For a long

Long, time

I don't know who I am

But I think

I think I'm figuring out who I'm not

#im nervous about putting this online so please be nice to me #(you shouldnt need to be a patron to listen to the audio clip)#I am trying to actually put things on my patreon now #cause its my only income at the moment and this world is so expensive to exist in #poetry #disability #tumor mention #queer #who am i by roan forrest #that me #my writing #poems and quotes

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sakuramiku · 6 months

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theres so much i need to say . . oh my god. but if i don't start, i will never post on here. and i love using this as my virtual diary so . . time to make a really long post about my life.

🎓 i've been really dedicated to my studies. i'm currently an upper junior ( 89 credits ) and when i tell you, i LOVE this part of my academic career. ever since i had my six month long internship experience, i’ve been making strides to figure out what path i want in my future career. and becoming an honors student, would help me a lot. i have my schedule picked out for the spring semester and the electives that i have picked are wonderful. i picked the introductory course for the cybercrime minor and beginner swimming! the work that i did at my internship made such an impact on me that i'm adopting the cybercrime minor to stop those who commit things like securities fraud.

🍽 i have been eating out a whole bunch. recently i’ve been addicted to raw marinated crab ( yangnyeom gejang ) from BCD tofu house. from the spice is perfect and the texture of the meat is like butter. it’s so damn delicious. i posted it on my spam page on instagram & one of my close friends told me that she wanted to try it because it looked so good. the very next day i saw her story and BAM! SHE WAS THERE OMG. food has always been a love language for me. theres just something so beautiful in sharing food that you love with people you cherish. like WOW! i've also been addicted to the spicy tuna from joe and the juice. it’s so good until they tried to kill me because they accidentally placed avocado in my sandwich.

🌿 i’ve never decorated my room. i think it stems from the instability i had in my childhood. i constantly moved but i think that this is my time to express myself. i need a few items before i start my decorating experience. i also am starting the experience to build my own pc. i am making an all white build to match my desk. i can't wait to get the full sims experience because my macbook feels like it want catch on fire & explode when i attempt to play.

🍣 i had a phone interview for estee lauder for their summer internship. the pay is around thirty dollars an hour. i think it went fairly well. i hope i get that internship. though i have another in my back pocket, the air force civilian service has one that would benefit me in the long-term.

🍔 i’ve been allowing myself to dress in a way that doesn’t hide myself. this was the first section of my life where i am not hiding myself in any way i could. giant shirts, giant pants, dark stockings under dresses that didn't require that. i’m finally starting to love my body & stop trying to force myself to look a way that i am not. i am so much more comfortable with myself. i'm such a girly girl and i am LOVING it.

🐌 i think i am going to buy a physical planner, i love notion but i need some way to sit down and write about my life that can be accessed at any point. i think writing might be therapuetic. i recently have been doing really dedicated skincare as a form of personal therapy but i want to dabble in order things.

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dyeungjour450 · 9 months

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Week 14: Filing my last two stories (!!)

August 7 - 11

It's the last week of the internship, and I'm honestly a lot more excited than I thought I would be!

I'd been working on the ledes for the two remaining stories, and wrote them simultaneously. I find that it helps me organize my thoughts and narrow in on the angle of the stories better when I'm working on more than one at once.

The writing was seamless and painless this time. Perhaps it was because I had started thinking about the ledes and jotting down notes ever since I was in Waswanipi. Or maybe it was because being in the field really gave me a sense of where the story would be going.

I also found a Cree biologist, Eliane Grant, who gave me a lot of context and ended up being the bulk of my first article. Her work aims at bridging Cree knowledge and scientific research, which I find is a great anti-colonial journalism approach. I'm proud that for these stories, I have not had turned to what is traditionally considered as science, and only found Indigenous experts as a way to report equitably on a story that affects Indigenous people.

The first story was filed Monday and published on Wednesday, titled, "After the Fire." But by Wednesday, our social media had been blocked and the story received less visibility. But I noticed that science reporting resonates mostly with younger readers, and a lot of students had shared it.

I also filed the second article, which is about trap lines and still doesn't have a title, on Friday. It's still in editing, and likely won't be published until next week.

In the meantime, I also filed a social media video for the ecology story, and it was shared widely on Instagram to nearly 5,000 views, which is the most popular reel on my Instagram page.

I'm nearly done with my last video, which is on Donovan and his camp, and should be filing that on Monday evening.

All told, I'm quite pleased with how my productivity levels and output has been towards the end of this internship. I'm excited to write more in-depth reflections on everything I've produced, and can't wait to assess all of the losses and gains.

I've learned so much during this internship. I'm eternally grateful to Professor Gabrielle Brassard-Lecours for her supporting in applying to take JOUR 450, as well as pushing me to apply for the FPJQ bursary—without her, I would not have been chosen as one of the recipients for the $9,000 bursary.

I'm also deeply grateful to Professor Lucie Laumonier for her grace and guidance throughout the internship. I feel incredibly lucky to have had her ear and consideration whenever I was doubting myself or had difficulty navigating my workload. I've also learned so much more about myself and what kind of work I want to continue doing because of her advice.

And lastly, I'm so grateful to Chris for all of his love, grace, and endless support. He was the first to take a chance on me. And he continues to invest in me, even when newsrooms continue to shrink and the pressures in journalism continue to swell. I'm so grateful that he was my editor and publisher, and I'm proud to call him a friend.

This internship has provided invaluable experience and I can't wait to write about it in my essay. Most of all, I can't wait to look back on it and remember that this is where I started, where I was molded into the journalist I'll become.

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raksh-writes · 1 year

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<beware, self reflection post incoming>

So. This year has been a tough one.

Feels like it has been tougher than all of those before, ngl, but it's hard to tell how much of it is skeved memory and how much just how strong those feelings are today. But it has been an awful year -- the first half was kind of alright, but the second? Yeah, everything went downhill there.

I slid into one of the worst depression holes ever. I quit my job two months ago, because it has been contributing strongly to that, but remained unemployed and stressed out of my mind because of that and feeling completely listless since. Unmoored. With no purpose whatsoever. It's... not a good place to be. On top of that, I got real sick with covid this week and barely started feeling somewhat better today. Guess it's a suficiently shitty end to an awful year, huh? What hurts, too, is the heart breaking writer's block I got in that second half of the year too.

I wrote barely anything this year, posted even less. Got very disconnected from that part of myself that carried me through the rough times of the previous years -- and maybe that's why it feels worse than ever now, when I had at least that joy back then but it feels like it's been taken from me. It's... rough.

I've always been in the middle of something before too. Always going back to classes, to uni, got a job last year, but now? Well...

I did start taking steps to crawl back to life. Trying to at least. Baby steps.

So, I wanna make a list of those baby steps. The ones Ive already started taking, the ones Im gonna soon, the ones I wanna try to make. Make a path out of them, maybe. So:

Im back to therapy, that's good. Working through new and old stuff, it's definitely helping, but... there's a lot more to work through than I imagined. It's okay, though. I can already tell some of it helped, it's been a good helping hand in digging myself out of this hole - or at least starting to dig myself out.

Im also starting an internship at the job office on monday (hopefully most of my symptoms are gonna be gone by then 🤞). It's a 6 months one, not as well paid as a full job, of course, but it's experience, it's a start, and I can always search for smth different in the meantime. And it's stability a dearly need.

I want to go back to studying too. I found I miss it a lot, having that goal, broadening my mind, etc. I wanna sign for some post-diploma library studies classes in the city where I intern, near where I live. It might not open up, but if it doesn’t, I think I'll try going back for actual Masters. It's something Im actually sort of looking forward too, even if it makes me a lil' anxious.

Been idly thinking about maybe going back to the city. Trying to live on my own again. Study, find a job to pay for it. Might not be quite possible, though, with prices of pretty much everything going up to 3x what they were and still going up. It's an idea for the later part of the year, though, if Id actually try going for it.

Maybe the most obvious one -- I want to write again. And post, too. I miss interacting with readers. Seeing that someone Gets it. That it brings people joy. I miss it a lot. These last months, even if I managed to write a little, I didn't even had the drive to post. No drive for anything, really. Feels like death to a creative soul 😔 So I want to write. And I want to share it. Im still thinking of my Beauty and the Beast Voiles AU -- I have a couple chapters of it done, maybe I could start posting and see where it goes, even if I dont manage to finish it? Then I got obsessed with VegasPete, an amazing ship I recommend to all that like Voiles or just enemies to lovers! I even managed to write some lil bits of them, some I Could post even, but I can’t get myself to... maybe it's a goal for the near future. To break through that block and engage with new fandom beyond just reading and commenting, but trying to contribute some of my own. It's scary, but it might do me good? It'd be nice..

I want to try and do more typesetting this year too, and properly, since Ive been thinking I could maybe do it part time in the future, do a project here and there, but for that I'd have to polish up my skills. Maybe do some smaller projects, that wont take me months to finish like the fics I did lately.

Have my eyes peeled for opportunities and have the courage to reach for them. I want to do library studies and Id love to work in a library one day, but its hard to get into one, so I gotta have my eyes open for any possibility. Or working in a book store, Id love that too. Anything with books, tbh. So, be on the look out. And work on having the courage to reach for it and battling down my anxiety.

Go out and meet with friends I haven't seen in a long time. I think Ive isolated myself a bit too much this year and it definitely hasn’t helped. So I need to try more to get out of the easy, lazy way and go out to meet people.

And that's it, for now, I think. Goals for the new year? Maybe, but being in the place I am, baby steps feel better. Im sure Im not the only one that had an awful year and if you're reading this, feeling the same, I see you. Can’t promise it's gonna get better, but we gotta have hope and try taking those baby steps towards making it better. So, Im not gonna go into elaborate wishes, Im just gonna be simple.

I wish you all good health, because it's so important and yet we don’t appreciate it enough, and also wish all of us courage, especially those struggling. To reach for what we want. To reach for what we fear. To get out of our comfort zones, one baby step at a time. To put ourselves out there. To win over our anxieties. To live.

Im slowly, very slowly, trying to take those baby steps. To crawl back to life. It's hard. And slow. But I hope it's gonna be worth it. It's gotta be better than the misery of last months. So, that's what I hope for in the next year. Taking the baby steps to a better future.

Happy New Year, everyone, and I hope y'all have a lovely last day of 2022 💗

#personal #Raksh posts #encouragement #I think there’s some here #but this is a very personal post #self reflection #baby steps #note to self #putting it all in writing in hopes it'll help me follow them or somethinf #Im still feeling quite sick and the worst is I have no appetite and everything sticks inside my mouth #so Im probably not eating that well and that's not helping 😔#but Im trying what I can get myself to swallow and hopefully that'll be enough #Im also thinking of maybe trying to post that one patt of the fic I managed to write down a couple months ago?#I meant to only do it when I finish the second part but since Im stuck in this limbo maybe it'd actually help?#its scary and it might actually not gain any reaction and maybe today its not a good day for it but #maybe for me it would be #to finish the year on at least one happier note in this depressing day #Ive been thinking smth similar for weeks with posting that one part and didnt find it in myself #but maybe I should push and try and it'd be nice...#this post is probably full of typos too but I have no energy to reread it too closely sorry #its mostly for myself anyway #but if any of you read all the way through to here -- thank you 💗 and I wish you all the best for the new year 💗💗

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uncwfst · 1 year

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Lucas Liu with Lighthouse Films 12/2/22

Hello wonderful people of film studies,

Where did the time go am I right? It feels like as if it was only last week when I first started interning at Lighthouse Films. Over the past few months, Lighthouse has help me grow as a newbie in the film industry. From someone who couldn't wrangle cables correctly to being able to do a variety of tasks without being told, I get goosebumps realizing how far I've came. Chris and every single staff at Lighthouse has been so patient as well as generous about sharing their knowledge with me. In the past month, I worked around the production house with a untitled band project. The project lasted a few weeks and there was a lot of moving parts. Whether it is to maintain equipment and make sure they're a the peak condition or to prep it to send it out again, it been every bit of chaotic as well as fruitful.

Although I was having a good time, I always kept my learning goals in mind. Over the past few month, I push myself to step out of my comfort zone as an introvert and network with professionals in the field. I met some amazing camera operators and ACs. I remained humble and ask questions about their jobs and responsibility. While maintaining and prepping cameras, I was able to get close to these technical behemoths and gain a better understanding about their functions as well as capabilities. Everyday I spend at Lighthouse, I found the desire from the bottom of my heart to truly challenge myself and learn something I didn't previously know. And none of which could be achieved with the help of the staffs at Lighthouse Films.

As this semester of internship is coming to an end, I found myself in tears because Lighthouse has become like my second home, and I feel like I am not nearly ready to leave the nest. However, I know that all things will eventually come to an end. As I sit here to write my final blog for this internship experience, I am also reflecting upon my growth this semester. The tears then become joyful knowing how much I've matured over the past few months. If Lighthouse Films was my nest, then these mama birds has really helped me develop my wings. Yes there was a lot of physical work, and yes they can be tiring at times. But upon competing each tasks, I feel a sense of accomplishment from the bottoms of my heart. Overtime, I mastered the mindset to allow no tasks to be below me and that there is always something for me to learn. At the end of each and every day, no matter how exhausting and long the day might've been, I found myself driving home and singing on top of my lungs with joy because how excited I am to be a part of this industry. So yes, even if it might be scary to fly out of the nest, I think I am ready to embark on the journey that is ahead of me.

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a-year-abroad-blog · 2 years

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End of the Semester

Somehow it’s already the end of my first semester here in France. The time has gone by so fast. The last few months have really just been filled with school (boo). It’s the end of the semester and I’ve had a lot of important deadline, projects, and presentations. I just finished my last final exam of the semester yesterday, so it’s officially summertime 😎

I went to Malta with my roommates this month. I had a great time and really enjoyed being by the beach for the first time in a while. It was a little chilly, and really not quite warm enough to swim. But obviously I did anyway. For some reason, I became even more clumsy than I normally am in Malta, and took SEVERAL tumbles. The worst was on Easter Sunday, walking down a hill in my Easter git-up and heels. It was the type of slow motion fall where you really can't do anything but let it happen— full on banana peel type slip. All the way, fully laying on the ground and everything. It did hurt, and left a gross scrape that is still very much in the healing process, but I think it was more embarrassing than anything, and maybe I’ll have a little scar to remind me of my literal TRIP to Malta.

Also in Malta, I attended my first ever Catholic Mass! The girls on the trip were all Catholic and I just wanted to attend some kind of service on Easter so I was happy to go with them. The service was in English and we sat in the very front row, up close and personal. Honestly not much was different than the Protestant services I’m used to other than a whole bunch of prayers on the knee cushion thing. We sang familiar songs and it was nice to be in a spiritual environment for the first time in a while.

Another important thing that happened recently is when I met a new friend! I was in a coffee shop in Paris working on something for school, and I sat at a big shared table. The girl in front of me was speaking English doing what seemed like an informational interview with someone via Zoom, and I swear I wasn’t trying to be nosy, but she was being super encouraging and I could tell she was really smart and friendly. So when she was done I summoned up all my courage and asked her where she was from. We ended up having a really good conversation. Since then, we have gone to Musee d’Orsay together and made plans for a biking around the city. Meeting new people and making new friends organically in one of the greatest cities in the world is just ??!!!!???!!!

I also had a couple of visitors in the past few weeks! First, my friend Brendan came for a weekend and we had a lovely time catching up over Escargot. Brendan is one of the funniest people I know, while also being such a good listener and understanding person. He’s in a study abroad program similar to mine, so it was nice to have someone who understands the same struggles. Also, my friends Stella and Jack came to Paris for a weekend! I haven’t seen Stella in almost a year now (she’s been off doing lots is cool things and big internships), and it’s always good to see Jack, who is a fellow study abroad-er in France. We had a great visit to the Château de Versailles and walk around the city of Paris, getting coffee by the Eiffel Tower and and strolling around the Latin Quarter. I also had to say goodbye to a friend I made in Paris, Sydney, who was here for the semester. We had a great finale dinner at the restaurant of Ladurée on the champs-elysees, the same night election results came out. Yay for Macron!

Anywho, I’m optimistic for the future and what the summer holds. My lease is over at my apartment and as of this morning I have officially moved out of Cergy. I'm sitting on the train writing this, on my way to Amsterdam. I will be spending the month of May living in a hostel and volunteering at a center for people suffering from dementia. I've never been to the Netherlands, I don't speak Dutch, but I am excited for the new experience and I think it will be really fulfilling and meaningful. I can’t say I’m not scared for the upcoming month in a place I’ve never been, and in an unfavorable living situation, but I saw some quote that said “Do it scared.” No one ever said you couldn’t be scared. So that’s what I’m gonna do.

See ya later!

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