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To all the writers out there... Do you ever have the urge to just... delete every single draft you have and start from the very very beginning?

I've been staring at all my google docs for the past thirty something mins debating whether or not to just delete everything. Like I do not have the energy to sort through all this shit again.

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"You say that you love rain, but you open your umbrella when it rains.

You say that you love the sun, but you find a shadow spot when the sun shines.

You say that you love the wind, but you close your windows when wind blows.

This is why I am afraid, you say that you love me too."

Qyazzirah Syeikh Ariffin

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Gravity Manipulation > Super-Strength & Telekinesis

(I had this entire discussion with myself while sitting in my garage.)

Powers like Super-Strength, Telekinesis and Flight (just to list a few) are overrated. (Not saying there's anything wrong with that, just stating a fact.) So I starting thinking of superpowers that were basically a mix of a handful of other superpowers to make one. NOW!! None of this is an original idea, it already existed, (I'm just listing them out on here because it's an itch on my brain that won't go away otherwise.)

Gravity Manipulation.

(Pretty self-explanatory, but I just had to take it apart.) Basically, you control the gravity of anything/one that is affected by gravity. Simple. But! Thinking about it, it's a pretty cool alternative for superpowers like Super-Strength and Telekinesis. When you make something weightless, it'll float and be easier to maneuver than it would be if it was on the ground. Increase it's gravity, then it's now flatter than a pancake. You could even manipulate your own gravity to pull things toward you, making your own orbit. However, you cannot simply move things/people/etc. in any direction. Similar to telekinesis, but not the same.

You could manipulate your own gravity to also walk on any surface without falling. Of course, that doesn't change what you're walking on, so if there was somehow ice on the ceiling, you'd still struggle walking because, well, it's ice. (Manipulating gravity to scale walls and ceilings doesn't mean you can walk on any surface.) This is similar to Wallcrawling/Wallrunning [superpowers].

If you make something weightless, it becomes easier to move, right? It doesn't matter how strong you are; if you take away the gravity from a 55 lb dumbbell, you'd be able to move it in any direction regardless of your raw strength. So, if you were take away the gravity from your opponent, a decent punch could send them flying into/through a wall. Kind of like having Super-Strength, right?

Manipulating your own gravity could also allow you to move at high-speeds and even "fly". Though, it's more so floating than flying. While you'd be in the air, you'd have to use your surroundings (or a jetpack) to move around. (You could also jump higher/further, but be careful landing.)

Side Note: If you compress gravity, you could technically create concentrated gravity attacks. Like, manipulate your orbit to make a vortex, or focused spheres that are like mini black holes.

So, that ends my little rant. Thank you for coming to my TedTalk.

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i jumped and began to fall... (it's the closest i'll get to flying)

Genshin Impact | One-Shot

Tags: Traveler not specified (can be interpreted as either Aether or Lumine). They/Them pronouns for Traveler. Selectively Mute Traveler.

(A/N: heyo! new writer new user yada yada. never wrote and posted something publicly before, but i saw this on tiktok and wanted to give it a shot. BTW! i literally just started genshin impact so there is a very high chance this one-shot has incorrect information. other than that, enjoy!)

Prompt: "we all know the infamous xiao saves the traveler scene,, but let me raise you: the traveler, in the heat of the moment, gained back their wings."

idea credit: @upandupandupandupand (tiktok account)

SPOILERS!! (Act III: A New Star Approaches)

Complete. Having all the necessary or appropriate parts.

Make (something) whole or perfect.

(They were missing many. They were broken. Flawed. Tired. So damn tired.)

They could feel something in the air, something that promised a life-altering change.

Yet it went ignored as the Traveler turned to see Keqing strike down the last of the Fatui. Long ago they knew not to dismiss such instincts, as they were crucial to survival and disregarding them led to consequences. But as they looked up at Moon Carver, who began to speak, the blond(e) knew it had to wait. (They didn't notice the buzz increase underneath their skin, nor the sudden ache in their back.)

Fiery golden eyes watched as the adepti fired a powerful beam of gold at Osial. On contact, a massive explosion quickly turned into smoke, obscuring their view of the god. Yet even as the blond(e) hoped, they knew deep down, there was a slim chance it worked.

Their silent judge had been correct, as everyone watched three more heads of the unharmed beast rose out the water. A glass-shattering roar shook the air, making the Traveler tense in anticipation. Next to them, Paimon cheered and pointed out the attack working, thinking victory was already belong to the Qixing and adepti. But the blond(e) knew, there wasn't enough time.

Before they could fire another shot, everyone watched as the ancient god began charging up it's own attack. It quickly merged into a giant blue beam that shot into the stormy sky, disappearing into the gray clouds.

To their left, they heard Keqing let out a small gasp, at the same time big falling beams of blue came straight out of the sky.

While the Millelith and the adepti moved and ran away from the incoming danger, the Traveler remained unmoving. Stiller than stone as they watched those spheres plummeted right at them.

It reminded them of…home.

Of rare nights when two siblings would sit under the night sky and watch bright ball of gas and light fly across the midnight-colored heavens. When they wanted to rest after a week of endless travel, yet couldn't sleep just yet.

Of the stories their twin would tell stories how those stars were new celestials on their way to begin their lives. How they were born the same, all those eons ago, just like those stars.

"𑁋aveler! TRAVELER!"

Blinking, honey-colored optics refocused onto their traveling companion, whose purple eyes were wide and terrified, tears streaming down her face as she frantically tugged on their scarf. She almost seemed to sag in relief when the Traveler focused on her, and immediately started yelling again.

"Paimon and Traveler need to move! NOW!"

As if to emphasize her point, a beam stuck the platform, shaking everyone on it. Regaining their bearings, the blond(e) grabbed their guide/companion and sprinted for the Jade Chamber. Fortunately, they still had the blessings from the three adepti, they made it onto the airborne structure just in time as the floor shattered.

They let go of Paimon, who clung to their clothing and shook slightly. Gently patting their companion's head, they turned to everyone else𑁋

Just in time to see a blue beam hit Xiao, who had protected the other three adepti and some of the Qixing, as they returned to the aircraft, on the head.

Time seemed to slow down, as everyone watched the Adeptus fall back and off the edge of the Jade Chamber, and plummet into the raging sea below.

Millenias ago, before the wars and current civilizations, a pair of reckless "children" loved to dance with danger. Running along steep cliffs or going into caves where great and powerful creatures rest. That day was no different, except for the lightning storm.

Others would find shelter and stay inside until the storm passes, passing the time by sitting in front a fire, read, do some hobbies, or even just sleep the time away. Then once it was back to clear skies, they would go out and resume their daily duties.

The twins, however, weren't like 'others' and played it safe. Instead, they raced through the dark clouds and avoid the bright lightning. Due to being literally inside the storm, the boom of thunder followed immediately after every bolt. But the two were undeterred, laughing as they flew around the peril.

Their wings, unique and ethereal just like the rest of them, allowed them to skirt around like butterflies. To leave the ground go beyond the heavens, and move at speeds no creature could match.

One of the twins had gained the upper hand and got ahead, turning to shoot a grin at the other. They received a challenging smirk, before it quickly turned to horror. As their name was about to leave their tongue, a flash of white struck followed by a bang of thunder.

Blinking, the blond(e) shook their head, then panicked when they didn't see their sibling. They spun around, gold eyes searching around them, before looking down. There, semi-conscious and plummeting down faster than a stone.

Moving before they could think, they immediately let their wings disappear in a small puff of gold sparkles and dove. They called out their siblings name, only to lack both a verbal and physical response.

Emerging from the dark gray cloudy skies, the conscious twin felt saw the ocean rapidly approaching below. Summoning a burst of elemental assistance, they managed to catch up and grab their twin's hand, and re-summoned their wings.

Using all their strength, they pulled back away from the rushing waves. Running on pure adrenaline at the moment, they quickly slung their stunned sibling's arm over their shoulder and held them securely, before quickly shooting off to return to land.

(Later, when they found shelter in a small cave on the cliffside, protect from the storm, they found their sibling wasn't majorly injured. More like getting hit on the temple with a small rock and temporarily being paralyzed.

When their sibling woke up, slightly dazed, they received a hug before a pinch on their side and a quick scolding. All in return, they got a sheepish smile.)

This time was different though. This time, it wasn't two rash twins flying in a storm. This time, it was a bird without wings trying to save another. But they weren't going to let that stop them, not when they could do something.

As they got closer, the buzzing beneath their skin grew, along with the ache in their back. With every passing moment, both falling individuals got closer to the wild deep blue as the wind howled in their ears. It kept reminding the Traveler more and more of that day, to the point of instead of seeing Xiao, they saw their barely-conscious sibling.

Gritting their teeth, they used a burst of Anemo to get closer, grabbing one of the unconscious Adeptus' hands. Once they made contact, memories of a long-gone past replayed in their mind.

Memories of their twin's bright, blinding smile.

Memories of joyous laughter as the raced through the sky.

Memories of the awe when they came across a new world.

Memories of fighting alongside their twin, golden blurs of light in battle.

Memories of watching the day fade into night, after traveling for hours upon hours. Of just enjoying the peaceful silence with their twin.

The buzz turned into a sharp tremor, and the ache became a blinding burn. Before their vision was engulfed by brilliant gleam, they swore they heard their name whispered among the wind by an oh-so missed voice.

'…Sib?'

Back on the Jade Chamber, where the adepti protected everyone else from Osial's attacks, a half-adeptus walked over to Ningguang, worry etched in her features as she asked. "Has there been any sign them?"

The Tianquan shook her head, then was cut off by Cloud Retainer's call.

"Everyone, get back!"

Anymore barely had time to move when something shot up in front of the air, and a strong force of air pushed them all slightly back. Ningguang raised her arms to protect her face, grimacing slightly. When the wind stopped picking at her, she looked up, only to have the air leave her lungs.

Hovering a few feet above them, with an thin semi-transparent outline of gold, was the Traveler. In their arms, the Adeptus that had gotten hit earlier, was held gently against their chest.

But that's not what everyone was focusing on.

From their back, a beautiful pair of wings hovered on their back. Six "feathers" seemingly carved of ivory silk cloth emitted their own shine, all six telekinetically held together with a golden base. Though, there were small red-black square-like tears, and the edges were stained black.

A pressure suddenly felt like was put on her chest, like a weight trying to make it difficult to breathe. It only increased as the Traveler lowered themselves onto the Jade Chamber, paying no heed to the eyes that were on them. They walked a good several feet away from the edge before they gently laid the unconscious adepti on the ground. Golden eyes making sure he wasn't majorly injured before they rose back up, which seemed to break the spell.

A blur of white dashed past them all and crashed into the blond(e)'s chest. Paimon, the Traveler's companion, started babbling something about worrying her, for being stupid and reckless. She didn't stop until she felt the person she was scolding began to lean forward. The little fairy (or whatever she was) pulled back, onto to let out a small "eep!" as the Traveler collapsed forward.

Paimon moved forward as if to check on them, but paused as she watched the Traveler's wing turn into golden particles and fell to the ground like tiny stars. Once they fully disappeared into the atmosphere, Keqing ran over to help. The Yuheng asked if they could stand, to which earned a small nod, and helped them back up. One they were on their feet again (albeit staggering slightly), everyone was suddenly reminded of the current issue by Osial's loud roar.

Despite her questions, Ningguang pushed her questions to the side and focused on the present. Yet, even as she sacrificed her greatest life's work to sink the Overlord of the Vortex, and came to an agreement with the adepti, she couldn't stop her eyes from wandering to the blond(e). She couldn't help but wonder: who exactly is the Traveler?

She did know, however, that they were much, much more powerful than any of them thought.

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its important to me as a detrans woman to be vocal about it. its important to me as a detrans woman who initially only had radfems to talk to about detransition, because i couldnt find a single trans inclusive detrans person for over a year, to make sure other people know they have options.

radfems arent your aly if you're questioning your gender. they dont have your best interest at heart. they dont care about helping you explore who you are, theyre only interested in sucking you in to be another transmisogynistic pawn for their violent ideology.

if you're trans/nonbinary now, but are wondering if it isnt right for you, know that you have options. you can talk to me. there are people who have not done a 180 into bigotry who are here to support you.

please reblog, do not just like, this post.

i dont have a large platform. i want this to get spread. i want to remove terfs from the forefront of detrans/reidentification awareness & support. they cannot continue to be the first contact for questioning people.

i am begging you, yes you personally, to please reblog this, and comment or reply in the tags if you're a safe, trans-inclusive detransitioned or reidentified person to approach.

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This is just a small rant again because this is starting to irk me again about the blog.

I don’t think it’s hard, really, to find out if a blog is open to requests or not and to respect that. You know what the first thing I do is when I go to a blog I might request from? I check their bio and see if it says if requests are open. If that gives me nothing, I check their pinned post if they have one and see if they have a notice on it if requests are open.

In both of those cases, there should be SOMETHING to clarify if a blog is currently accepting requests or not. Some blogs even put it in the title and STILL get requests when they’re closed so don’t tell me that’s the answer either. I know I have it in both my bio AND the pinned post on my blog. So… it just irks me. It irks me when that is blatantly disrespected on my blog, on other blogs, because it’s not that difficult. It’s not.

I know you get excited. I know you want your request answered. So does everyone else. And, considering I don’t receive 5k requests every single day, that means a majority of those people respect it. I am tired. I try. I work so damn hard for this blog, so just a little bit of respect would be appreciated. I’m not angry, just irked and disappointed.

I’ve done things the same way for two+ years. All blogs function basically the same. If requests are open, it’ll be labeled as open. If they’re closed, it’ll be labeled as closed. Please. Just take five seconds to check. That is all I and every other blog owner ask.

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This is Our Problem:

Out of 1473 people, just 3.5% of people reblogged.

Only ONE person reblogged with their own tags. One person out of 1473. That's 0.07%

It's disheartening. It makes people feel like giving up. It's why we're leaving Tumblr.

We've seen all the deactivations, all the indefinite hiatuses, all the suddenly abandoned blogs and the creators no longer posting. And this is why.

Likes are lovely, but on their own it's just a simple button tap, there's nothing showing anybody cares about it, and it makes creators feel used and underappreciated.

If you want fic writers, artists, mutuals, and creators in general to stay- we have to all reblog!

REBLOG with a simple keyboard smash!!!

REBLOG with some spammed emojis!!!

REBLOG with a simple 'aaaaaa' or a small compliment!!!

Create a second account or side account to reblog if you don't want to on your main. Repost anything you like, just put SOMETHING, ANYTHING, in the tags!!! Otherwise, nobody is going to continue creating. No one.