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Any tips for someone feeling discouraged by a lack of support on WIPs? I’m writing a fairly long fic but I’ve been only updating ~once a year because I have very limited energy between bad mental/physical health and academics, but when I do post, I get basically zero hits, kudos, or comments. I feel like people value the work less the longer it takes and honestly it’s discouraging me from even writing for myself anymore because I feel like folks just hate my writing. Any advice on how to start writing for myself again and get my confidence back?
*hugs* oh anon. that sounds exhausting 💗
when you've got a lot going outside of fandom, the energy that you spend in fandom should ideally lift you up not drag you down.
I think the reception to your work isn't about the work itself, and it's certainly not about you personally. There are a few possible explanations.
For example, long-term WIPs often end up in Marked For Later lists or subscription boxes for people to come back to when they're complete.
Another strong possibility is that some of the people who were reading it at the start have left the fandom in the meanwhile and aren't reading any fic for it, not just yours. The longer ago your work started, the larger percentage there will be who have left.
With those explanations out of the way, however, let's address the actual problem you've outlined. The (lack of) reception you get when you post is discouraging you from writing, making you hate your writing, and ruining your confidence.
If any other activity made you feel that way, I'd encourage you to stop that activity so i'm going to make that same recommendation for this. Posting this work is making you feel like shit, so stop posting it.
That doesn't mean you should stop writing it, however. If it's a story you find joy in writing then by all means continue! But if the story feels like a burden right now, then it might be a good idea to put it aside for a while.
Energy is a precious resource for you, so you need to spend it in ways that make sense. You're already spending a lot on your mental health, physical health, and academics so if you're also spending more than you're getting back from your hobbies, you're going to burn yourself out completely.
If you want to write for yourself, I think a good first step is to look inside yourself and think of what story you'd write if you weren't going to post it anywhere. Then write that story and don't post it. Separate the joy you get from writing and the joy you get from comments and kudos. They're both wonderful, but if you tie them up into each other it can get really bad in your brain when the comments don't come.
I'm also going to recommend that you read Rehab for Writing Injuries. It's a tumblr post someone shared with me a while ago and I think it's a good one to go back to sometimes.
Take care of yourself, anon. And I hope you find the joy in writing again.
Shout out to trans women who aren’t computer scientists or musicians or avant-garde artists or whatever.
Shout-out to tgirls who work at Taco Bell. Thank u queen, society would collapse without you
Over twenty years ago my big brother got me a job at a Taco Bell in the St. Louis suburbs-West County. He warned me that it was the “gay Taco Bell”, but since I was coming from the “gay Howard Johnson’s” I wasn’t shocked. It turns out it was the black trans women Taco Bell complete with black trans women in management. And they’d worked out an arrangement with the local teen Narcotics Anonymous group so that twice a week we would shut down the drive thru and the dining room and exclusively serve 60+ teens in various stages of recovery. And many of the women I worked with were in various stages of being out or transitioning and they were from all generations from teens to over 50. One woman I worked with had a regular corporate job presenting as a man 9-5 Mon-Fri and then came to Taco Bell and worked 6pm -2am Friday and Saturday night so she could be herself surrounded by other black transwomen in those stolen weekends. And we had customers come from all over the metro area because they knew they could be themselves in the dining room. I only worked there from 1999-2001 but for young me, this was a vital, formative experience. Some of the girls came from north city all the way out to the “gay Taco Bell” on Manchester in west county because they heard it was safe to work there. Like- I know times have changed but they haven’t changed much in 20 years. I’m still convinced that for lgbt youth, finding a job at your city’s version of the “gay Taco Bell” is key to survival.
Thank u for sharing this with us
Not to be that person, but if you remember this, how's that newfound back pain going for ya babe
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awww the like button turns into a rainbow when you press it! that's so cute...hey staff what's with all the trans women you keep nuking?
i think we should be ridiculing them more for this. you don't get to try and go all "queer website" when your staff likes to go on nuking sprees targeting the trans fem users
would be remiss not to mention that the rainbow notably straight up just removed the trans flag colors from it. like they’re gone. it’s the progress flag minus the trans flag colors.
that’s not the whole flag, now is it
hey staff what the fuck
hey staff don't you think you're being too on-the-nose
HEY STAFF DONT YOU THINK YOU'RE BEING TOO ON-THE-NOSE

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I remember one time I got INSANELY high off of edibles while playing Among Us, and it quickly became apparent to the other players online. I forget how honestly but literally anything "sus" I did was ignored by everyone because I was so fucking high. I tested this theory by standing in front of a body and the person that actually reported it didn't even mention me. The funniest part was when I was trying to do wires, I kept fucking up over and over again, so I was just standing in front of wires for actual minutes trying to figure it out. A small crowd of players gathered around me to watch and would get mad every time someone reported a body or emergency meeting because "she's never going to get her tasks done if you keep interrupting them." I don't think anyone cared about winning at that point, they just wanted to see the high crew mate succeed in her tasks.
THIS IS 1000% ACCURATE LMFAO. Thank you op
Ohhhh yeah
construction workers were a superstitious organization who thought orange objects could ward off vehicles, or even control people.
you need to understand that i have two sets of headcanons. there's the set of realistic headcanons based on my genuine reading of the show, and then there's me playing pretend with my dolls.
Me, surfacing for air: “You saw that fish? That was a parrot fish that has not transed its gender. They do that, you know. Trans. Their genders. In the wild. It’s natural. It’s free. It’s in the ocean. Not all of them do it and that’s ok it’s up to them. Sometimes cis male parrotfish do it too. It’s all the same, in the end. Ok, I’m going back down.”
It's through the DMRT-1 gene, and we have it too! Here's an article about what it might mean for future trans health procedures, as the gene editing tools available today (the article is from 2023) aren't precise enough to manipulate it safely:
DMRT-1 and what medical transition might look like in the future
Holy shit that is so cool!!! What a wonderful world we live in where fish are providing insight into the next generation of trans healthcare
when I'm playing magic the gathering and really need to draw one specific thing out of a 100-card commander deck I will make dramatic statements before I draw about trusting the heart of the cards. this is standard behavior for a yugioh nerd. however now my wife who has never played or watched yugioh in her entire life does the same thing, which is pretty great

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another unique feature of tumblr is how easily you can monopolize someone's dash. a blog i'm following is on a bill and ted kick tonight so i've been scrolling down an endless tunnel of keanu reeves fanart for the past fifteen minutes. wouldn't want it any other way.
So with Tegg now hatched would they still try to climb into Grians shirt since they where use to heading his heart?
that is so cute I am going to explode
Grian genuinely needed this 😭🫶
What if?
Jinu's salvation
Jimmy Olsen, opting to make some spare money on the side (there's a new camera that just dropped and it's worth more than his normal salary can afford), signs up for a Clinical Trial.
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It'll pay more than enough for that new camera he wants, and he just has to use his two weeks of saved vacation time from work to do it.
But he should have read the fine print.
Because he went to sleep in his bed, and woke up in what looks like a hotel room without any windows.
He pushes the emergency button on his watch, trying to summon Superman, but nothing happens.
Wherever he is, it's so well fortified that Superman can't hear the frequency the watch is going off at.
After the initial freak out though, the doctors come in and explain how the trial will work; two weeks of taking a pill in the morning and getting a shot in the afternoon, blood draws once every three days to monitor any side effects, consulting with a personal doctor every day, and he gets to basically actually have a two week vacation.
The secrecy, the doctors say, is due to it being a Government Run Clinical Trial, and they really are sorry for drugging him, but they figured it would be less stressful than throwing a black hood over his head on the way to the location.
Jimmy does not forgive them.
This is shady as shit.
But also, the doctors very notably did not say he could leave before the trial was up.
The best thing he can do is play along until he can find a chance to escape.
Except that the pills glow a little. The shots definitely glow, and not just a little. If he struggles, they sedate him and give him the meds anyways, and he wakes up in his hotel/prison cell, groggy. If he doesn't talk to the doctor about how he's feeling physically every day, they strap him down and run tests with various scanners.
There's no windows. The doors, every single one of them, need a key card and a thumb print scan to open. There is no cell phone signal; he knows because he overheard the armed guards complaining about it. No matter how many times he whispers for Superman, the Man of Steel doesn't come.
Hell, at one point, when Jimmy was actively struggling against getting injected again, he quite literally screamed for Superman, only for nothing to happen.
Everything is soundproofed, then.
He's not sure how long it's been, but he's fairly certain it's been over two weeks, unless they changed the schedule for the pills and the shots without telling him. Also, his hair is getting longer than it would have in two weeks.
And things are starting to get weird. Well, weirder.
His eyes sometimes glow red. One time he accidentally started floating. They held a jar of some strange glowing orb near him and his breath started frosting over.
He's sleeping more.
He can feel his heart slowing down more and more every day.
He knows he's dying.
And he knows that, for some reason, that's the goal; when he'd been in a sleepy haze, and the scientists and doctors had thought him unconscious, he'd heard them talking about him almost having the same biology as 'Phantom', and that all that was left was the brainwashing stage.
That they were just waiting for him to die before they did that.
But the closer he gets to death, the stronger he becomes. He hides it, of course, but it's difficult to hide a bent metal chair leg. He doesn't know if that happened due to enhanced strength or...or something else.
Then one day he looks up to see his eyes glowing red, but in the way that Superman's do before he uses laser vision. The floating gets more pronounced. He accidentally froze his morning coffee when he blew on it.
For some reason, his body appears to be developing the same or similar powers to Superman, and he has no idea why, or if it's permanent.
But he won't get answers if they refuse to tell him anything face to face.
So he pretends to be unconscious more; that way they'll talk more around him.
He learns that Phantom was a hero, despite the bullshit they're saying he knows one when he hears about one, who they took down.
That they experimented on him until all that was left was...the small glowing orb in a jar they kept shoving at his face.
And something in Jimmy knows that Phantom can still be saved.
If he can time it right, he can try to punch his way through enough of the guards and scientists to get to a part of the compound in the open air, somewhere he can get help.
Somewhere Superman can finally hear him.
He just has to do half the work.
Fine.
The more he plans, the more he feels an odd attachment to the orb in the jar. To Phantom.
Something inside him knows that's just a kid, and he can't explain how it knows.
Then, one day, when the timing is right, and he feels like he's on the cusp of...something, he strikes.
He takes a deep breath, just as they go to inject him again, feels his heart finally slow to a stop, and throws the metal table at the doctors in the room.
He doesn't even pause to acknowledge that his feet aren't touching the ground. That he's flying.
He's already across the room and grabbing Phantom, using the momentum to punch out the steel door.
The weapons they try to use on him to stop him sting, but Jimmy tanks it and barrels forward, breaking down door after door without stopping.
Then, after getting blinded by a sun he hasn't seen in an unknown number of days, he's out in the open air.
"Superman! Help!"
With an army rallying behind him, a rescued hostage in his arms, and Jimmy actively fighting off a nervous breakdown, Superman hears him.
And Superman is pissed.
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Clark has been out of his mind with worry.
Jimmy Olsen has been missing for seven months, and no one can pinpoint where he is.
He can't hear Jimmy's heart, and the only thing preventing him from believing that Jimmy's dead is the staunch refusal to do so, and Bruce reassuring him that the evidence in Jimmy's apartment indicated that whoever took him wanted him alive.
So after seven months of no word, he finally, finally hears Jimmy's hoarse, terrified voice scream for him.
He's there before he fully realizes that he's moved, and...
Jimmy's floating.
Jimmy doesn't have a pulse.
Jimmy's very clearly alive somehow despite that, ragged with unkempt blue hair and beard so pale the blue is almost white, skinnier than he should be, glowing pale red eyes, and cradling a jar with a glowing orb inside of it.
"They did to him what they were trying to do to me, and I don't know what they did," Jimmy gasps, hands shaking. "I can fly, I have laser vision, I have frost breath, I don't know what...I don't..."
Behind Jimmy, a small army of men in white suits rushes out of a hole in the wall, leveling strange weapons at his friend.
The same friend they experimented on, for seven months, and probably did irreversible damage to if they managed to foist Kryptonian abilities upon a human body.
Clark reaches out and closes Jimmy's eyes, cutting off and containing the laser vision his friend was gearing up to use from stress alone.
Then, slowly, Superman turns to look down at the men in white suits below him, who appear to be having the sudden and startling revelation that they'd messed up.
The Man of Steel loses a little time after that.
Or; The GIW opens a Clinical Trial to try to create a new halfa after experimenting on their captured subject, Phantom, so much that Phantom was forced into his Core. The Clinical Trial only lasts for two weeks; but after that they can keep whoever signs up for it indefinitely, because at that point they're so ecto-contaminated they don't count as human and fall under the anti-ecto acts. Then, they can create their own halfa and brainwash the halfa into doing their dirty work. Jimmy Olsen, desperate to escape, has been slowly adapting to have the powers of Superman, who is his friend and who would absolutely be able to save not only Jimmy, but whoever these scientists turned into a glowing orb. Since ecto is adaptable, it adapted to the powerset that Jimmy thought he needed. This includes the very last ability he got; invulnerability, but on a lesser scale than Superman's own, hence why anti-ghost weapons only stung him.

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old mages on the mind so decided to doodle some designs and current headcanon/theory stuff. The designs were very fun to come up with :D might do more of the mages later, especially as we get more details about them
#<- all the designs are based on the current mages + my hc that Elaina is just straight up the same mage#mage of blessings gets a little blue cloak to help differentiate her from tf!Graecie + links to their blue fire power#but also it has the fun bonus of she can give it to Iron Soul and then he has the blue that Flightgundo has#theres more little easter eggs in all the designs but that's just one#also all their color palettes are from the current mages for the most part. except for the mage of blessings having blue#mira and iron soul are bandages/wraps/strong-armed by the queen duo#also currently a big fan of the idea of the iron soul being like. polar opposite vibes to flightgundo