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[marketingtools-blog]

The Trending Tapestry of Freelance Gigs: A Creative Chronicle

In the boundless realm of freelancing, where opportunity intertwines with versatility, individuals excellent in their craft are like wandering minstrels, but instead of serenading with songs, they enchant with skills. They never tether their talents to just one mast but let them billow with the changing winds of market trends and digital innovation. In this kaleidoscopic landscape, an array of…

[neolithicsheep]

I've been meaning to write this down for some time because there are some fundamental errors that people keep making in crowdfunding/sales that shoot their campaigns in the foot. So here's a list of easy principles.

Who am I and why should you listen to me? I am a freelance chaos marketer who has raised well over $100,000 when totaling up various crowdfunding campaigns, mostly for aid to Afghanistan. In addition I've managed to successfully market everything from stuffed plush koalas to hydration salts. Why am I putting this out here for free? Because despite a years long track record of success in social media marketing no one will hire me because I don't have a college degree, so I might as well help people out who can't afford to hire full time marketing. 

If you'd like to hire me to help you evaluate your marketing and sales and teach you better skills on a 1 to 1 basis then hit me up, I am often willing to barter, esp with artists in a variety of mediums! 

Anyway on to HOW TO CONVINCE PEOPLE TO GIVE YOU MONEY:

TL;DR: use positive messaging that humanizes everyone involved and make it as easy as possible for people to give you money.

1. Shame and guilt are demotivators. They will not inspire people to give you money. “Why aren't people helping” “I guess people don't care” “This isn't getting enough shares/donations” etc etc. Online fundraising is often frustrating, heartbreaking, and will make you angry, especially when there's a humanitarian crisis involved. It is critical that if you are raising funds for someone else that you have a place to vent that is not the audience you would like to donate to the cause. 

2. Use motivating messages instead! “You can help!” “Even a small donation is important because it tells Recipient they're not alone, and people care” “We can't fix the whole world, but we can make this one thing right, and that means something”. Emphasize that this is a problem that the reader can help fix with even a small effort. With items for sale, tell a story. "I drew this thinking about how safe I always felt under a tree in my childhood backyard". "I chose the colors in this shawl to remind me of sagebrush and piñon pine in my favorite place."

3. Make it easy for people to give you money. Never talk about your product or cause without a link that leads directly to where people can give you money. They should be able to click one link on your post and land at the fundraiser or your shop. Every required click is going to lose people, so minimize the number of them required. This also means if you have a list of fundraisers for people to choose from the ones at the bottom will be neglected - people will hit the ones at the top. Be sure to take those off when they're met or periodically shuffle the list around to make sure everyone gets a chance to be in the first 5 spots. In online stores people will often only look at the first page or two of items so be sure to shuffle things around and remove out of stock items that are taking up prime real estate.

4. Humanize the recipient - this can be tricksy when raising charitable aid because you don't want to be exploitative. But to use my last Afghan campaign as an example, “We need to raise $500 for an Afghan family” is less effective than “This Afghan family's home was damaged in heavy rains that caused extensive flooding. They only need $500 to repair and rebuild so they can stay in their home and not become displaced.”  If possible, tell as much of the recipient's story as they consent to. Eg “Fred is seven and loves dinosaurs. His favorite is brontosaurus, and he carries a stuffed one with him everywhere. He wants to be a paleontologist when he grows up and discover a complete brontosaurus skeleton that he can give the same name as his stuffed friend. Unfortunately he's also a trans boy living in Texas and his family needs $1500 to rent a Uhaul and get to Colorado so he can grow up in safety and do that.”

5. If you're not the recipient, humanize yourself while you're at it! “I'd be really grateful if you all could share or donate” “This fundraiser really means a lot to me because…��� “Thank you so much for any help, whether sharing or donating” 

6. Treat the audience like humans. Speak to them like they are people you're having a conversation with, not ATMs. This ultimately is the goal of not using shame/guilt and humanizing yourself and the recipient. 

7. Set low goals and bump them up when met. One of the weird things about people is they prefer to give to successful fundraisers. Yeah I don't know either. So you're more likely to get the full amount you need if you set a partial goal initially and then raise it when that's met. Raise it in small increments and raise it repeatedly as those goals are hit to keep momentum going. You can't always control this so if you're boosting someone else's fundraiser you can do it artificially via asks like “Hey y'all can we get together and put $500 on this?”

[bestseoinrajshahi]

Best Seo in rajshahi

[meatincorporated-2]

wait are you ready for me to go insane rvb spoilers ahead

how incredibly upsetting is it that in red vs blue, project freelancer specifically, there is a built in idea and ranking of soldiers based on skill and capability, which then determines the value of their life and whether or not they deserve to live and be told the truth, or to simulate a lie so as to improve the skills of other soldiers? freelancers exist at the top of this foodchain, so when theyre injured its a panic, when they are in trouble or need to improve so much is done. but when a sim trooper is injured it takes months to send a medic, they run out of water and dont have any medical supplies, theyre all horrible soldiers and are constantly ridiculed for it even though they never get a chance to improve. it is only when the freelancers and the sim troopers are put together that we see that they can be just as patehtic as well. one misplaced bullet to the neck. anyone can get brain damage. anyone can die. anyone can not want to be here. is this what temple meant? is this what bro meant?

and the ai are even lower in the foodchain, every ai we see in the show is a tortured abuse soul who doesnt get anywhere near the autonomy that the rest do. alpha was constantly abused, the reason sigma turned to wanting the meta was to complete a broken idea in his head that he knew was once reality. constantly tortured and put through horrible treatment.

then the "dumb" ai. we see it, theyre the lowest. only existing to serve a purpose in this world, only existing to serve. they have feelings too, dont they? filis hated being with the chairman, sheila loved lopez and was distraught when he was taken away, lopez hates working with sarge and the reds, and vic wants to die. they all experience it dont they?

everyone gets sad, everyone gets upset, everyone experiences misery, abandonment, injury, everyone is a person, everyone is a human. even the ai, the things they create, its all human isnt it?

even when its not human

[growingstories]

Growing stories

[abstract-crossverse]

Could you do Phobos x fem!reader headcanons? Pretty please with a cherry and sprinkles on top? 🙏🙏

Weeeell since you asked so nicely… Been a while since I wrote for Phobos lmao, I do love this director, also I'm so sorry I've been away for so long, I got hyperfixated on other things and just been working my life really I got a little carried away… Yall deserve something big for how long I’ve been away lol, enjoy I still don’t know when a name ends in s if I still use ‘s or just ‘ at the end of it when merging “is” to the name…

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Phobos x Fem!Reader // [hc/fic, fluff]

You probably met while you worked as an engineer for Nexus, let's switch things around, I mostly see scientist readers or something, it's not a bad thing but I wanna explore engineers and soldats as well, buckle up

Here’s the thing that I should explain before anything, Nexus Engineers and Soldats are not yellow blooded, those were not made in the labs, alr? These are your everyday Joes who are a little more interesting than your casual grunt with their knowledge, engineers are promoted with their knowledge to fix things and good insight while Soldats are promoted with high combat skills and high ambition, endurance and shit, all of them start as normal agents, got it? Alr lets go

You probably didn't work for anyone in specific, freelancing and fixing anything you could for a quick buck, you had a good reputation as one of the best engineers around Nexus City though. Phobos caught wind of your existence while passing one of your buddies who did work for him, the Soldat was telling their co-workers about your skills and how “you could fix anything you touched”. He's really exaggerating here, but he’s always been supportive of you, we’ll call him…. Tom, for easy reference.

The Director grew skeptical of your skills, it almost sounded too good to be true, and with how highly this mortal was talking about you, you must be good, after all, this was one of his top soldats, he wouldn’t be lying if he knew what was good for him.

“Really? She’s that good?” Phobos’s voice boomed from the door to the break room, many of the grunts flinched and straightened their postures in the Director’s presence, including Tom, who scrambled to turn around — knocking over his chair in the process — singled out as the rest of the room took a step back. The soldat stammered, caught completely off guard by Phobos’s sudden appearance, tensing as the much taller grunt stepped closer.

“Answer me, Soldat, is she as good as you say she is?” He asked with a dangerously calm tone, it was threatening, as if the Soldat said one wrong word he’d be beheaded on the spot, Phobos couldn’t bother to remember his name. 

Tom swallowed the lump in his throat quietly as Phobos towered over him, his glaring red monocle almost casting a red spotlight on his face, he seemed to take a deep breath before answering confidently, “Yes sir, she is the best I’ve seen in a long time.”

One of the engineers scoffed at that, unfortunately just loud enough to make the Director shoot them a glare, making their blood run cold and lower their head in fear. Phobos hummed in acknowledgment, returning to Tom “... very well.” Phobos drew in a breath, “Lucky for her, we are still in need of recruits, especially engineers, so they can help with the machines and whatever else they do around the Tower. You will bring her here tomorrow for an interview, if she’s as good as you say, she will be hired.” with the demand in place, Phobos stood back up to his full height, looking down at Tom as he slightly shook in his boots.

“... and if I don’t..?” 

Phobos’s glare intensified at the question, Soldats always seemed to be curious about the most insignificant things, how dare he question Phobos’ orders. 

“Then I will personally make you an example as to why you shouldn’t lie about someone’s capacities to me.” He finished sharply, turning on his heel and marching out of the room, nearly knocking Tom over with the mere force of him being hit by his cape.

As soon as the employees thought Phobos was out of earshot, he could hear many of them reprimanding Tom for not shutting his mouth when he had the chance, it did make a grin tug at the corner of his lips, thinking the way most just immediately jumped on Tom for being a little too positive about your abilities and being caught was absolutely hilarious. However, if you truly were as good as Tom claimed, then you might just earn your spot in the Tower, yet another stepping stone for his plan of achieving Godhood.

When Tom came to you with the story, you… didn’t exactly know how to feel, flattered Tom spoke so highly of you? Annoyed he dragged you into this situation? Or scared of what Phobos might do to you if you didn’t meet his expectations… Either way, anxiety shot up, you had been questioning whether to apply to Nexus Core though, maybe actually get a full-time job instead of living off freelance, so this was the best time than any other to actually get that job. Or suffer Phobos’s wrath.

You dragged Tom inside your home to explain to you how the machines in Nexus Core looked so you didn’t have any surprises when going over. It was very bare bones; Tom knew nothing of machines aside from basically what they did, but it was enough to help you through and figure it out yourself.

When the next day came, you put on your self-assigned work clothes and got a ride with Tom to the Science Tower, yawning the majority of the way there. Tom had to go in early as shit due to his status, meanwhile, you usually got to sleep in unless you had a job, you weren’t used to the early routine, but nothing a cup of coffee on the way there didn’t fix.

Going through the Tower was long-winded, to say the least, the thing looked bigger on the inside, and the number of floors… Christ, you were starting to reconsider this opportunity on the 10th flight of stairs you had to go through, and you weren't even in the middle of the tower yet. But going around the rooms you normally would’ve never had clearance to as a normal visitor to the museum part of the place was good to know which type of electronics you’d be working with; they seemed… complicated, and it made you nervous.

Tom had been leading you by the hand because he just didn’t want you to get lost, and then get yelled at for it, so before you knew it you were faced with the Director’s entry doors. The guards were cold in their tones, requesting Tom state his business before letting you both through, and honestly, you were not surprised to see how huge the office was, what you didn’t expect though was to see other scientists working around in the same room, just right there next to the Director, you wondered if these were high-rank employees or if this was a way of keeping them under Phobos’s personal surveillance.

The Soldat let go of your hand and gave you a look of reassurance before you both looked at the towering silhouette at the top desk, seeming to admire his city out the window; the scene looked like something almost out of a movie. Tom took a deep breath before marching up to his office, with you following suit, pausing only for a moment to hear the G03LMs announce your approach.

As you approached his desk, he didn’t turn to you both just yet. Glancing at the other two Soldats standing guard to his sides made you double-take; they looked almost exactly like Tom did in uniform, only these guys seemed to have more buttons and pins on their uniforms than Tom did, those must be a bitch to take off every laundry day. Tom cleared his throat lightly before bowing his head to the Director, motioning for you to do the same before speaking.

“Director, I have brought the engineer you requested.” Tom announced almost as if talking to a king. 

Phobos turned from his wide window to look at you both, the light from the dawn outside highlighted very few parts of him; it almost looked like a painting if it didn’t look oddly terrifying. He seemed to take a moment to analyze you before lifting his hand and lowering it a couple of inches down. “At ease, Lieutenant. You too, Engineer.” he boomed, allowing you both to stand straight again. His tone was sharp, but not harsh, simply an order.

Phobos retracted his hand into his cape, you’re not too surprised he actually wears the thing, Tom’s told you about the times he accidentally or intentionally knocked people over with his cape whenever he came around for lunch. 

“I will take it from here, I’d like to get to know our… Possible recruit. Return to your duties, Lieutenant.” he ordered again, your eyebrows furrowed a bit as Tom nodded and spun on his heel, giving you a pat on the shoulder before marching away. Your anxiety spiked as you were left to stare up at Phobos on your own.

Okay, I'm getting too carried away here, let me speed things up a bit.

Phobos gives you an interview himself, normally it would be someone lower in rank due to his schedule being SO busy with paperwork, but again, Tom gloated about you so much he just had to see you with his own eye, completely valid reason, right? Yea, yea sure. Also, escaping from the amount of paperwork from their projects and agreements with other companies was a little nice.

He got your basic info, you answered his questions, that he had written in little slips of paper with basic answers under them he had a handful of the engineers write, he’s by no means a “tech nerd” like you engineers, but he did his best to grab the essential answer from your longer explanations with a smile on your face, you seem to enjoy mechanics, good, the ones with more passion seemed to give better results.

After all of that, he got up from his chair and walked around his desk to you, damn he was far taller than you anticipated. He said he’d give you a tour of the place and have you fix a couple of things with the other engineers, under his monitoring; we don't need you going somewhere you don't need to be, of course.

So the whole day you followed him around, grouped with a couple of random engineers in the facility; you successfully fixed something — which as much as these machines looked complicated they had pretty standard problems to be fixed so far. Around lunchtime, he took you back to his office which was mostly empty aside from some scientists finishing up work before quickly leaving to get their food and finish it within the 2-hour break Phobos gave them, which was surprising, most jobs didn't even give an hour. You may have off-mindedly muttered about that being nice, Phobos, seeing it as an opportunity to make a better impression and gloat a bit, claimed it was because he understands how huge and time-consuming getting up and down the tower to the food court and back was, plus, he enjoyed the time to himself that the break gave.

One long and unnecessary speech about how great of an asset you’ll make to Nexus Core, how he sees great potential in you, and how he can see you climbing the ranks quickly later… You're hired! Congrats, you work for the minion look-alike now. Yippee.mp3. He gave you a handshake, let you know where you could get the proper uniform for your work, and set you free to go home, saying you’d start that next Monday. Telling the good(?) news to Tom on your way out, he took you out for a celebratory lunch at your favorite place. At least he was happy you’d get to see each other more often; work always got in the way of your hangouts.

Either way, working at the Tower isn’t as bad as you thought it would be, most of the time at least; you got to know a couple of Tom’s other friends and co-workers around your first day, setting you up with one of his most “trustworthy” engineer friend. Much to their dismay, Tom begged them to babysit you until you got the hang of things in return for like… 5 favors he’d owe them in return. We’ll call this one Kai. 

Kai did as promised, giving you a more in-depth rundown of how certain machines worked and what their most common problems to fix were just to give you a heads up, claiming they were feeling generous enough to let you know. Allowing you to take the lead in fixing some of these machines similar to how Phobos did in your interview, quizzing you from time to time on the machines, what they did, or how to fix a certain problem.

As much as they were incredibly monotonous in their voice, you could tell they were just as passionate about mechanics as you were.

Something you did notice throughout the day, however, was that the Director himself was around very often.

“Yep, that’s correct once again, great job [Name].” Kai gave you a tired nod and praise as you answered their question about the cloner in front of you correctly, glad you were paying attention to their ramblings about the machine earlier. You smiled at them behind your mask, hoping they saw how your eyes squinted to know so before they began to speak again.

“Now, this one has been having some problems with faulty wiring, I’ll fix this once since this equipment is so delicate, but I need you to watch and learn how it’s fixed so you-” Their thought process was interrupted halfway through unscrewing the machine’s control panel, raising their head and looking into space for a moment before looking at the doors to the room expectantly, cycling through every couple seconds, did they hear something? You mostly just heard the beeps and scribbles from the machines and the scientists, though… you felt some slight vibration at your feet. “.. is something wrong?” 

“... The Director’s coming… again… don't do anything-” 

“stupid, I know.” you finished their phrase as they continued with their work, feeling the vibrations of his footsteps approaching far clearer than before, ‘there are 3 doors leading to this room, two on the east and west, and one north-east up a staircase, it doesn’t feel like the footsteps are coming from above but I can’t tell where the sound of his boots are coming from, but… I’m willing to bet the… east door?’

The sound of a door opening to your right had half of the people in the room looking towards it, mainly those who were so lost in their work to notice, including you and Kai. ‘huh, it was the east… lucky guess..?’

You didn’t dare look at the Director for too long, after all, you had to focus on what Kai was doing… Kai, who was inspecting what the much taller grunt was doing with interest for a minute or so before going back to work with a light huff, sounded.. Baffled? You wondered what was wrong as you watched them mess with the wires, disconnecting and reconnecting a couple of set wires before starting to close the panel again, they worked fast that’s for sure.

“See? It’s pretty easy once you know which must be reconnected or switched around. Sometimes in a hurry some other engineers or scientists who don't know what they're doing mess up the wires and make the machine faulty.. The nerve of some people…” they muttered with a disappointed look, making you chuckle briefly before nodding in agreement, not before you felt a familiar looming presence behind you, though.

The large hand on your shoulder made you flinch as the Director’s voice nearly reverberated in your chest with how close he was, like a loud bass in giant speakers. 

“Heyy, how’s the work going-... [Name]..! Liking this magnificent Tower so far?" His tone was far friendlier than you’ve heard before, a smile clear in his tone; it seemed like he struggled to remember your name for a moment but you wouldn't blame him if it was the case, with so many workers here and this being your first day…

“Oh! Uh- great! The work- well, the introduction is going great! I do.. Enjoy it here!” you answered a half-truth with a nervous smile behind your mask, you knew he probably couldn't see it but expressions die hard. “Good! Good! And- hello to you too….. Kaaaailee, yes, Kailee.'' The pause with Kai’s name was longer, and the confidently incorrect answer made it painfully obvious he genuinely didn't remember their name; it was almost charming, just a bit.

“Close yet far, sir.” Kai mumbled to themselves as they gave him a small bow “Hello, Director.”

“How’s your work?” he questioned with a small tilt of his head, his hand still firmly placed on your shoulder. 

“Nearly done, sir. I’m just teaching Ms. [Name] here how our cloners work.” Kai gestured to you as Phobos nodded with satisfaction. 

“Good good, delightful. Anyway, I must get back to my duties. You treat our new engineer well, Kailee, we don’t want a 2-week’s notice so soon!” Phobos’s laugh echoed through the room, sounding almost cartoonishly villainous as he gave two firm pats on Kai’s back before walking off through the west door.

You gave him an awkward wave even if he didn't see it, a hand lingering on the warm spot from his hand on your shoulder for a moment, ‘... that was weird’ you thought before turning your attention back to Kai, who looked to be in slight pain, leaning against the cloner for support.

“... you good?” your hand placed on their shoulder gently, concern starting to lace your voice, Kai let out a small groan in annoyance. “He never knows how to regulate his strength… either way, that was quite the odd interaction.” They stood back up straight. 

“What do you mean?”

“Don’t be clueless. You noticed him following us too, right?” You paused before nodding with an unsure look, “Yeah- well, I mean.. It could just be a coincidence, right?” Kai shrugged their shoulders, 

“Maybe, but the patterns are just too convenient…”

“Patterns?” you questioned, giving them way to elaborate “Well, when he comes around, he scans the room quietly before he focuses in our direction, then tries to act natural by looking over other people before gravitating to where we are. Looking over us or- like he just did, and maybe strikes a conversation.”

“It is a little odd when you put it like that, but doesn't he monitor new people like me too? Surely this is normal-” Kai held up a hand, something you caught on to mean he wanted to stop you mid-sentence before speaking, interrupting you but not at the same time. “Not really, no, at least not that I’ve seen.. He never did that with me at least, nor with any other engineers that I’ve trained before.”

You were about to speak before another engineer passed by you, butting into your conversation. 

“I think yer thinkin’ into it too much again, Kai. Yer scarin’ the poor gal.” he softly punched the taller engineer on the arm, holding a box labeled ‘parts’ under his other arm, the thick southern accent being the first thing you noticed before processing his appearance, he turned to you. “Don’t ye worry yer tiny head about it, rookie, I’ve seen Ol’ Bos monitor some other newbies more closely like that befo’. Seems he does this stuff to ones who he thinks are troublemakers or ‘ave had a bad impression o’ him or Nexus as a whole! Ye don’t seem like the trouble kind, he’s probably just tryna give you a good impression or sumthin’.” he shrugged, stealing your bonnet for a moment to ruffle your hair lightly with a laugh before handing your hat back to you and walking off without another word.

Kai sighed with a shake of his head, rubbing the spot he was punched at as you fixed your hair with a light chuckle, “he’s in good spirits at least.” you mentioned as you repositioned your bonnet on your head, “I guess… he could be right, or not, Phobos is… a bit unpredictable at times… I hate it.” Kai complained as you chuckled again, he motioned for you to follow again, your shift wasn’t over yet and there was more machinery to fix.

I love expanding like this, even if this is probably not what you wanted, I’ll try to speed this up again.

Even after your first day, Phobos kept… lowkey stalking you through your first week, especially after Kai stopped holding your hand through things; you boiled it down to just being him making sure you're not getting into any trouble by yourself, though, it started becoming a bit more obvious that wasn’t the true intention as he started ‘accidentally’ bumping into you on the halls or taking the same elevator to places, sometimes even walking into you seemingly without noticing as you tried getting to Tom and Kai, who often invited you to have lunch with them at the break room if you weren't getting food at the patio.

Phobos didn't understand why he felt compelled to see you, he’s monitored newbies a few times, so this shouldn't be any different, yet… it was.

Most would try to get away as soon as possible unless he actively requested to have a talk with someone, no one dared stay around for long, they feared him, it was always the intent, to be feared, respected, to be this City’s GOD. Yet you were different, you weren’t scared; nervous at most, but it didn’t seem to be directed towards his presence completely. You consumed his thoughts when he was attempting to do his work, his mind gravitating to your face, your mannerisms, your laugh… It was frustrating, what had you done to him? It’s only been a couple of weeks and he’s enamored by you, he’s been attracted to other people before, albeit before he became Director, but it never seemed to go past their appearances, but this? This was bigger, this was more.

It didn’t take long for him to make sense of his thoughts, sure, a couple frustrations didn’t go unexpressed as he seemed to be unpredictable around. One day he’d be all gleeful and conversational with you, the other he’d be distant and judgemental, you assumed he was simply having stressful days… but your gut said to ask, to figure out what was wrong with your boss, especially since some of your coworkers found themselves with the short end of his temper.

So you asked, slipping into his office after the doormen left for lunch, you knew he was in there, he said he enjoyed the time for himself. The office was empty aside from his hunched-over shadow up at his desk, he didn’t hear you slip in as your boots clicked against the floor, making your way up to him.

He had his head resting in one hand as his other held a pen to a paper he didn't seem to read, simply staring straight down, taken by his thoughts. Soon you stood in front of his desk, holding his (allegedly) favorite cup of tea you had gotten based on his orders from the cafeteria in your hands, trying to find a way to gently snap him out of his thoughts without it backfiring harshly on you. Pulling down your mask from your face and letting it lay over your upper chest as you called out his name softly.

Took about 3 times and light taps on his desk for him to see you were there, irritation shifting to surprise to see you in his office, much more without your mask, he hadn’t seen your face properly since the interview… Clearing his throat, he asked what you were doing here, you explained that you were worried about him, and how stressed he was lately, so you came to ask if he wanted to talk, to rant, anything to make him less stressed just so he doesn’t end up killing anyone for a minor mistake sending him over the edge.

… You… wanted to talk… with him? I mean of course you would, he’s Nexus’ God-Emperor and Director after all, why wouldn’t you? Your words warmed his chest, you cared? You didn’t seem like the lying kind, and he had no reason to believe you would lie to him…

Of course, your request to spend time with him was accepted with a welcome, if you were anyone else he might have thrown you out of the window though. Your lunchtime was spent listening to the Director rant about anything he felt like telling you, about the worries of a certain grunt going against his cause, the stress of his goals, and the annoyance that was needed to cater to MERC and their demands for G03LMs, the angry and poorly written emails from their manager still sat in his drafts as he tried to word an unhostile email, it was hard!

He didn’t elaborate on certain things, but you didn’t pry, maybe if you did he’d get more stressed, that wasn’t your current goal. Though you couldn’t help but feel charmed by his demeanors, obviously he didn’t pass on opportunities to gloat about himself, but after he was done ranting, he asked to know more about yourself. It surprised you he was interested in your life at all, but he insisted, so you complied.

You both lost track of time, talking and laughing about funny stories from your lives and even gossiping about things outside and in the tower. Your previous image of Phobos had been broken, that intimidation and nervousness vanishing like smoke in the air, he was just like you and the others, if not a little up his ass but he was still a grunt like everyone else; He liked to gossip, he enjoyed technology and what it could do, he enjoyed comedy, horror, and action movies.

The more you talked, the more the both of you fell for each other, at some point he had forgotten to drink his tea, by the time Lunch was over and his guards came back wondering what you both were laughing about, the tea was cold.

You were disappointed to need to go back to work but you had machines to work on, Phobos suggested you pick up your conversation again the next day. And so followed your new routine, you’d come to work, do your thing, and stay with Phobos for the lunch hour until you went back to work, he even started messaging you after a while to send you goodnights or for you to elaborate on certain things he was really curious about from your conversations earlier.

It took a few months for him to ask you out, and even longer to finally ask you to be his. He made a big deal out of it, of course, it was something private between you both but he went all out on it, flowers, tuxedo, your favorite treat, the works. You made it official on the Tower’s rooftop, watching the sunset together.

He loves you just as much as he loves himself, dare I say even more, his diamond, his queen, he wants you to rule alongside him when he achieves Godhood. He hasn’t told you the full extent of his plans though, you know it's important but he won't elaborate on what he’s trying to do.

He loves PDA, getting a kick of showing others you’re his and only his, kisses, handholding, gentle touches along your sides and shoulders, etc. he doesn’t care about who sees you together, in fact, how dare they stare in the first place.

Phobos can be a bit of a jealous partner, getting protective and possessive of you at times if you hang out with your friends for what he deems to be too long. Later when you're both alone, he’ll remind you of who you belong to with long, deep kisses, and hold you against him, trapped in his arms. It’s nothing too rough to overwhelm you, he’d never forgive himself if he dared hurt you, he tries to take it lightly and playfully, trying to make you giggle even if he’s serious about his words.

Regardless he just wants you well, if you’re in any pain at all he WILL just give you the day off, mayhaps he’ll even excuse himself to keep you in his bedroom, staying with you and getting you anything you need, painkillers, water, anything you crave at the time. Spoils the HELL out of you, and will cling to you as long as you're comfortable.

Speaking of that, he’s a HUGE fan of physical touch. He’ll trace his nails along your back and gently rub your thighs when cuddling, trace his thumb along your knuckles when holding hands, touch legs when just sitting next to each other, and can't hold hands, rest his head on your shoulder and hug you if you're sitting on his lap. Playing with your hair… He’ll never admit he’s a fan of romance books, he’s always wanted to do this with someone, and with you he can finally relax and be soft-ish for once.

Also, he’s big spoon when you cuddle, he enjoys holding you more than anything, but if you insist on him being little spoon he won't protest much, being held is nice too.

If you have a spot when you keep your things at the tower he’ll take the time to leave you little gifts, mainly small things that you mentioned you’d like to buy some time or something, flowers, treats, even just little notes to lift your spirits. He enjoys being romantic, and if it means it’ll bring a smile to your lovely face then so be it.

Some of your co-workers are slightly concerned about your relationship, warning you of his manipulative ways at times, others can't be bothered to say anything because you keep Phobos in good spirits, and keep them from being yelled at so whatever. But he’d never manipulate you I’m sure… right?

Nicknames! My Dear, Starlight, My Love, My Queen, anything to do with your name, usually he’ll put “My” before the nickname because he enjoys reminding himself that he somehow managed to bag such a lovely person. It’s the only thing he questions about how he got so lucky.

He loves you beyond everything. It’s really gonna sting when he dies… Hope you’re ready for that.

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[floydsglasses]

𝙳𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚆𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗 𝚂𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚎𝚜

{All Daggers included} Side note I've been watching too much Red Dead Redemption on YouTube so that's why I'm gifting you all this, ENJOY!

𝔹𝕣𝕒𝕕𝕝𝕖𝕪 "ℝ𝕠𝕠𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣" 𝔹𝕣𝕒𝕕𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕨 - 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔾𝕦𝕟𝕤𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣 A gunslinger is a hero-of sorts. He can come in many package's but one thing that each character has in common is their quick draw of their gun. He is someone you would want on your side in a fight wither its a battle of word's or bullets

𝕁𝕒𝕜𝕖 "ℍ𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕞𝕒𝕟" 𝕊𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕚𝕟 - 𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℝ𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕣 A rancher is the owner of a ranch, a spread of land where animals are raised, usually the Rancher is more wealthier then common town folk usually shown dressed more proper, but dont let that keep you away. They can be seen often working their own ranch and as well as employing those in desperate need of a job.

ℕ𝕒𝕥𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕒 "ℙ𝕙𝕠𝕖𝕟𝕚𝕩" 𝕋𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕖= 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔹𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕪 ℍ𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣 A bounty hunter is a freelancer who assists law enforcement by pursuing wanted criminals for the price on their heads. Because of their line of work usually they are someone you dont want going after you. Know one thing, if the word's Wanted Dead or Alive are on parchment know you should be afraid.

ℝ𝕠𝕓𝕖𝕣𝕥 "𝔹𝕠𝕓" 𝔽𝕝𝕠𝕪𝕕 - 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔾𝕒𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣  The Professional Gambler is someone who emphasizes the "skill" part of the equation. They often are scanning everything and everyone, able to read people better then most. Usually they make their living through betting their money, and often come out on top.

𝕄𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕪 "𝔽𝕒𝕟𝕓𝕠𝕪" 𝔾𝕒𝕣𝕔𝕚𝕒 - 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔹𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕥𝕠 In simple term's its the Hispanic version of an outlaw. Often a bad guy, but recently they can be seen as a robin hood of sorts for the people, going against the corrupts government. He is quick with both a knife and gun, and certainly someone who can be your friend or foe

ℝ𝕦𝕖𝕓𝕖𝕟 "ℙ𝕒𝕪𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜" 𝔽𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕙- 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔹𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕞𝕚𝕥𝕙 Someone who shapes tools, weapons and other items out of iron and steel, so called because iron is a "black" metal. Specializing in creating weapon's, bullets, and horseshoes. They are a very neutral person and always willing to show off their craftsmen's ship

𝕁𝕒��𝕪 "ℂ𝕠𝕪𝕠𝕥𝕖" 𝕄𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠- 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕌𝕊 𝕄𝕒𝕣𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕝 Often someone who will uphold the law and will not be easily persuaded by the local politics like the sheriff would be, they have usually a good moral compass and will make sure he get's his man. They have the power to deputize people, and form posses

So how do we feel about this return to mood boards, I am happy with it, we need more western au's of these dork's, I would die if I ever saw any of them like this

TAGGED: @fairyheart @sebsxphia @vivwritesfics @sugarcoated-lame @sailor-aviator

[trofysisters]

Алешка

От скандалов и интриг, творившихся в общежитии, Алешка спасался в компании друзей на общественных участках. (Alyoshka escaped from the scandals and intrigues going on in the hostel in the company of friends in public areas)

Тем более, что в старом баре сделали ремонт, и желающие могли послушать выступления во время ужина либо в тишине насладиться бильярдом. (Moreover, the old bar was renovated, and those who wished could listen to performances during dinner or enjoy billiards in silence)

Но Алешка предпочитал играть в карты. И пусть ему не везло, зато он отлично проводил время. (But Alyoshka preferred to play cards. And even if he was unlucky, he had a great time)

Удручало его только существование в маленькой комнатке общежития и отсутствие денег, чтобы съехать. Поэтому у него родился план. (The only thing that depressed him was the existence in a small dorm room and the lack of money to move out. So he came up with a plan)

Красавица уже давно готова выйти за него замуж и отдать ему всё, что у нее есть. А есть у нее немалое приданное: 10 140 симолеонов и 3 дорогущие электросферы, которые можно продать. Алешка предложил красавице жить вместе, а она с радостью согласилась. (The beauty has long been ready to marry him and give him everything she has. And she has a considerable dowry: 10,140 Simoleons and 3 expensive electrospheres that can be sold. Alyoshka invited the beauty to live together, and she happily agreed)

После продажи части приданного, на счету появилось 24 000 симолеона, и Алешка с красавицей немедленно съехали, пока Надя и Ксан Ксаныч не потратили все их деньги. (After selling part of the dowry, 24,000 Simoleons appeared in the account, and Alyoshka and the beauty immediately moved out before Nadya and Ksan Ksanych spent all their money)

Едва пара купила квартиру, красавица ослабила корсет, и у нее обнаружились пышные формы. (As soon as the couple bought an apartment, the beauty loosened her corset, and she revealed her curvy figure)

Также выяснилось, что все эти годы она продвигалась по карьерной лестнице и теперь была акулой бизнеса. Повезло же Алешке с возлюбленной! (It also turned out that all these years she had been moving up the career ladder and was now a Business Tycoon. Alyosha is lucky to have his beloved!)

Сам же Алешка развлекался бы целыми днями, но сегодня его тоже ждала работа. (Alyoshka himself would have had fun all day long, but today he also had work to do)

Вернувшись домой, красавица захотела побаловать любимого гамбургерами собственного приготовления, вот только она не справилась с новой плитой, и случился пожар. Соседки вместо помощи сбежались просто посмотреть, как горит кухня. (Returning home, the beauty wanted to pamper her beloved with home-made hamburgers, but she couldn’t cope with the new stove, and a fire broke out. Instead of helping, neighbors came running just to watch the kitchen burn)

Хорошо, что возлюбленная Петра вызвала пожарного и руководила его действиями. (It’s good that Peter’s beloved called the fireman and supervised his actions)

С возлюбленной-карьеристкой Алешка и сам начал хорошо работать, за что получил повышение до внештатного веб-дизайнера. (Alyoshka himself began to work well with his careerist lover, for which he received a promotion to freelance web designer)

Глядя на красавицу, Алешка захотел ей соответствовать и достичь вершины карьеры в тусовке. (Looking at the beauty, Alyoshka wanted to match her and reach the top of his career in the party)

А их ночи, полные страсти, похоже, принесли свои плоды. (And their nights full of passion seem to have paid off)

Теперь у Алешки будет еще больше мотивации, чтобы развивать навыки для достижения цели. (Now Alyoshka will have even more motivation to develop skills to achieve his goal)

[simmerlibby]

TS4: Generational Ties Challenge

Hello everyone! My name is Libby, and I’ve been an avid player of The Sims 4 for six years, starting when I was just 14. Now at 20, I’ve accumulated approximately 7500 hours delving into the vibrant world of The Sims 4 – yes, that’s quite a marathon! My passion for the game inspired me to craft a challenge that mirrors the way I play. I’m thrilled to share this challenge with you and would love to see your gameplay experiences, so please feel free to post any screenshots of your journey!

Generation 1: The Valiant Guardian

In the heart of StrangerVille, you stand as a symbol of steadfastness and dedication. Your readiness to engage with the StrangerVille Mystery is a testament to your deep-rooted love for kin and country. With your loyal dog by your side and a sense of brotherhood that strengthens your resolve, you are set to unravel the enigmas, embodying the spirit of unity and determination in every step of this intriguing adventure.

Generation 1’s Traits

• Bro: This Sim is all about camaraderie and brotherhood. They’re the one everyone counts on, always ready with a joke or a helping hand.

• Dog Lover: A loyal dog at their side, this Sim understands the unspoken bond between human and pet, nurturing a friendship that’s as steadfast as their spirit.

• Active: For this Sim, fitness transcends a mere pastime; it’s ingrained in their very existence. Constantly active, they embrace each day with a jog at dawn or a spontaneous exercise routine.

Generation 1’s Aspiration

StrangerVille Mystery: Motivated by a desire to safeguard their family, they are resolute in uncovering the hidden dangers that lurk within the town.

Generation 1’s Career

Military: In uniform, they serve with distinction, embodying the courage and resolve that are the hallmarks of their character, driven by a deep commitment to the ideals of unity and protection that resonate within them.

Goals for Generation 1

• StrangerVille Savior: Uncover the secrets of StrangerVille, completing the mystery that shrouds the town.

• Military Ascension: Climb to the top of the military ranks, showcasing unparalleled dedication and valor.

• Nomadic Legacy: Relocate your family three times, each move marking the birth of a new family member and a new chapter in your legacy.

• Peak Condition: Excel in the Fitness skill, ensuring you are in prime physical condition, and master the Dog Training skill, which mirrors the strong bond with your devoted canine friend.

Generation 2: The Family's Keeper

As the eldest child and the unifying force among their siblings, this Sim has known a life of constant change. From one base to another, they’ve gathered a mosaic of experiences but yearned for the one thing that eluded them: stability. Now, with a worldliness that belies their years, they seek to create a steadfast home—a sanctuary where roots can delve as deep as their love for family, and where their children can soar to new heights, nurtured by the legacy of excellence and the strength of their shared bonds.

Generation 2’s Traits

• Neat: This Sim is the epitome of order and cleanliness, finding peace in the meticulous care of their surroundings.

• Family-Oriented: Family is the anchor of this Sim’s life, and every action is infused with love and dedication to their kin.

• Loves the Outdoors: Their backyard, a personal sanctuary, resonates with their deep love for nature, offering solace in the gentle whispers of the wind and the soothing rustle of leaves.

Generation 2’s Aspiration

Super Parent: Embracing the heart of family life, they are the guiding force in their children’s lives. With every action, they shape a future of kindness, discipline, and love, ensuring their legacy thrives through the character values they instill.

Generation 2’s Career

Freelancer: Adapting to the flexibility of a freelance career, this Sim tailors a life that bends with their family’s needs, aligning seamlessly with their values and aspirations.

Goals for Generation 2

• Scholastic Excellence: Guide all children to achieve A+ grades and engage in extracurricular activities, fostering a legacy of academic and personal growth.

• Super Parent: Achieve the Super Parent Aspiration by fostering a home where love, learning, and guidance are the cornerstones, empowering the next generation to continue the family’s enduring legacy.

• Siblings’ Keeper: Maintain a close-knit relationship with each sibling, making it a priority to visit them at least once every week to preserve the enduring connection of the family.

• Skilful Steward: Achieve expertise in both Gardening and Handiness to craft a home that is not only sturdy but also warm and inviting.

Generation 3: The Free Spirit

In the pulsing heart of San Myshuno, where the city’s rhythm beats incessantly, resides a Sim who has boldly navigated their own path. Eschewing a legacy steeped in academic excellence and the weight of family expectations, they have chosen the unassuming role of a Salaryperson. And now, as they navigate the complexities of an unexpected pregnancy, they find their resolve and desire for autonomy more vital than ever, affirming their commitment to live life strictly on their own terms.

Generation 3’s Traits

• Nosy: This Sim’s inquisitive nature stems from a childhood with little privacy, leading to a blurred understanding of personal space.

• Outgoing: This Sim’s sociability is a response to their sheltered upbringing, seeking out friendships that offer the peer connection they’ve always craved.

• Cat Lover: Their feline companion is their confidant, the one “child” they’ve always wanted.

Generation 3’s Aspiration

City Native: As a city native, San Myshuno is not just their home but their playground, a stark contrast to their homebody parent’s lifestyle.

Generation 3’s Career

Salaryperson: This Sim enjoys the simplicity of a straightforward desk job, which provides the financial stability they need to embrace a free-spirited lifestyle amidst the vibrant hustle and bustle of city life.

Goals for Generation 3

• Unexpected Parenthood: Experience an unforeseen pregnancy and maintain a distant relationship with your child, emphasizing independence over intimacy.

• Wellness Whisperer: Master the Wellness skill with your cat for serene, solo rejuvenation. This pursuit of personal well-being is your path to a harmonious life, shared quietly with your purring companion.

• Urban Explorer: Fulfill the City Native Aspiration by immersing yourself in the rich tapestry of experiences that San Myshuno presents, from it’s towering skyscrapers to it’s colorful street markets.

• Spice District Settler: Embrace the vibrant life in a cozy apartment in San Myshuno’s Spice District, your home until you reach the wise age of an Elder.

Generation 4: The Artful Heart

In the ceaseless rhythm of San Myshuno, a Sim forges their destiny with bold strokes of creativity. An Art Lover, shaped by the absence of a parent, finds solace and expression in the canvas’s embrace. Their heart, a mosaic of passion and yearning, seeks a Soulmate to fill the void and share in the vibrant tapestry of city life. As a Painter or Freelance Artist, they channel their deepest dreams into art, crafting each piece as a beacon for the one who will complete their world.

Generation 4’s Traits

• Art Lover: This Sim discovers inspiration and allure in each color and brushstroke, igniting their creative spirit.

• Creative: As a wellspring of imagination, they not only breathe life into their art but also harbor an earnest desire to share their creative expressions with the world, transforming the vast expanse of our shared reality into a canvas that reflects the depth and vibrancy of their artistic vision.

• Romantic: Hopelessly devoted to the pursuit of love, they dream of a muse to revel in the rich splendor of life’s palette.

Generation 4’s Aspiration

Soulmate: With a heart yearning to fill the void left by an absent parent, this Sim seeks a love profound enough to complete their life’s tapestry of passion.

Generation 4’s Career

Painter or Freelance Artist: Blending their fervent passion with a clear vision, they masterfully wield the brush to encapsulate the emotions of life, creating a portfolio that forges a profound connection through the artful canvas.

Goals for Generation 4

• Family Expansion: Embrace the vibrant tapestry of family life, as you welcome the laughter and energy of at least four children into your heart and home.

• Soulmate Aspiration: Embark on a heartfelt quest to fulfill the Soulmate Aspiration, weaving the threads of romance and art into a bond that completes your life’s masterpiece.

• Painting Skill Mastery: Elevate your craft to new heights, achieving mastery in Painting that reflects your deep commitment and artistic prowess.

• Celebrity Status: Ascend to the echelons of fame, securing a three-star celebrity status that honors your exceptional and widely acclaimed paintings.

Generation 5: The Environmental Visionary

Inheriting your family’s legacy, you stand at the crossroads of personal ambition and a commitment to meaningful change. Whether as a Politician or an Eco Innovator, your dedication to crafting a sustainable future is steadfast. With charisma and a heart attuned to the environment, your leadership is a tribute to the creative spirit instilled by your parent, who honed your need to make a difference in the world. Your home stands as a sanctuary, echoing the enduring legacy you’re advancing, and sparking inspiration for generational transformation. Each of your actions crafts a narrative of hope, laying the groundwork for a brighter, greener tomorrow.

Generation 5’s Traits

• Ambitious: This Sim is passionately committed to scaling the summits of success, not just for personal glory but as a homage to their forebears’ aspirations. They are steadfast in their pursuit to forge a legacy that will pave the way for a brighter, more sustainable future for all ensuing generations.

• Outgoing: With a magnetic charm, they draw others into their grand vision for the future.

• Green Fiend: In homage to their heritage, they possess an innate talent for fostering growth, whether in the garden or within the bonds of kinship.

Generation 5’s Aspiration

Master Maker: This Sim is motivated to create a future that marries innovation with environmental stewardship, galvanizing a network of creators to build a world that is both sustainable and brilliantly inventive.

Generation 5’s Career

Politician or Civil Designer: Whether shaping society through policy or protecting the planet, their career reflects a commitment to leaving a lasting impact.

Goals for Generation 5

• Skill Mastery: Attain proficiency in Fabrication and Logic, exemplifying a synthesis of innovative creation and thoughtful reasoning.

• Aspiration Achievement: Fulfill the Master Maker aspiration, steering both family and community towards a future of innovative sustainability and collective creativity.

• Family Reunions: Host three gold-level Family Reunions, celebrating the unity and achievements of the generations.

• Career Accomplishment: Complete either the Politician or Eco Innovator career, driving change and leaving a sustainable mark on the world.

[harvardfineartslib]

"I went back to my favorite shape of thread structure radiating from the middle. The energy, or emotion gets concentrated into the middle forming a stream of red thread. To me, it is a shape of maternal love, or representation of life in nature. If you see a tree from top, this is how the branches look like. If we could see a tree root from the very bottom, it is the same. So as a structure of a female organs such as breasts and placenta." -- Rima Day on Scriptum XXII

Rima Day uses thread, fabric, and paper to create artwork that is inspired by nature and the human body. Day studied fashion design both in her native city of Tokyo, Japan and later in New York City and worked as a freelance custom ballet costumer in New York City and Connecticut. Her skills as a fashion designer are evident in her beautifully hand-stitched artist’s book. This is our third post in honor of National Embroidery Month!

Scriptum XXII Day, Rima [book artist] Scriptum 22 [Thompson's Station, TN ] : [Rima Day], August 2021. HOLLIS number: 99156839180203941

[wenclairfamily]

The History of the Wenclair Family

Wednesday Addams and Enid Sinclair. They were a duo that shouldn't have worked… but they did… and somehow their relationship resulted in marriage and children. This is the story of how their romance happened, and their family came to be...

Originally upon first meeting Enid Sinclair, Wednesday Addams found herself barely able to stand her room mate. However over time, the two developed an unprecedented bond. Enid found herself highly respecting Wednesday, while Wednesday found her soul slowly becoming soft only for Enid. A short time before turning 18, Wednesday allowed herself to begin experimenting in intimacy with Enid, and an unbroken bond between the two girls' souls was born.

As Wednesday began to discretely experiment in intimacy with Enid far longer than she had first anticipated, Wednesday eventually had to come to grips with her long term plans for where her and Enid's relationship would go. But upon wondering who she wished to be buried alongside one day, Wednesday realized there was only one person she wanted for that to be. So one night while surrounded by stuffed animals with heads cut off that were soaking in fake blood, Wednesday asked Enid to marry her... and Enid immediately accepted.

Around the time of their wedding, Wednesday used a rare plant extract from her mothers' garden that could allow a woman to become pregnant with the DNA of another woman (but very intimate intercourse still had to occur to enable the process). Despite Enid being shocked at first that she unintentionally knocked up Wednesday, the two women agreed to improve their communication going forward; and in early December, on Friday the 13th - the two welcomed their twin children into the world: Harmony Addams, and Ana "Anarchy" Addams.

Once their two children were born, Wednesday and Enid found work in the fashion industry; with Wednesday creating dark gothic creepy creations for one demographic of customers, and Enid making all the lighter stuff for the rest. Together the two raised their children in a gothic mansion (with Wednesday allowing Enid to plant bright plants in the backyard). Every day after school, and on the weekends: Wednesday would train Harmony and Ana in combat survival exercises, while Enid would teach her girls all the latest dance moves.

Upon reaching their teenage years, Harmony and Ana became strong young women. Harmony wound up learning she had gained both Enid's werewolf genes, and Wednesday's psychic abilities. Ana, while gaining no special abilities of her own, had still inherited all of Wednesday's intelligence and combat skills (while still having Enid's pleasant personality). Unfortunately, after the two girls accidentally caused a zombie frog outbreak at their school: Harmony and Ana were kicked out... only for their mothers to enroll them at Nevermore Academy.

During her first semester at Nevermore, Harmony found herself growing closer (in a romantic sense) to her childhood best friend: Megan, one of the first normies to attend Nevermore. Despite the two always being very close, Harmony had doubts if the two should take their relationship to the next level; due to them being so young, and due to conflicting visions of the future she was having when it came to her life with Megan. However, the two eventually consummated their relationship on one very romantic evening, and eventually the two agreed to get married once they both turned 18.

Ana meanwhile eventually found her own special individual to love... a kitten. After rescuing it from the woods where it was all alone, Ana named the stray cat: Stormageddon the Conqueror, and together the two started a freelance bounty hunting service together. On top of that, Ana and her cat have achieved a seat on the city council, beaten up vampires, defeated mutant clones, stopped an army of rogue sirens, and fixed the space/time continuum. Almost nobody understands how, but Ana and her cat have become an incredibly formidable duo.

Upon two Nevermore teachers attempting to kill Harmony and Ana (after the attackers revealed themselves to be the children of Laurel Gates), two staff positions at the school opened up. Wanting to be close to their daughters (and wanting to return to the place they met): Wednesday and Enid became teachers at Nevermore Academy, and even moved into the school (making their old dorm room their new home). Enid took over the art department, while Wednesday took over the school's self-defense courses, and school security. And now the story of Wednesday and Enid's family continues at the same place it began...

Check out my HUGE Wenclair Series to Read the FULL STORY

https://www.wattpad.com/user/WenclairFamily (T-rated version of my stories)

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14168842/1/The-Passion-of-a-Moment-Enid-and-Wednesday-s-Family-and-Legacy (M-rated version of my stories)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43420609 (alternate link for M-rated version of my stories)

*First Picture in Post by: @emeriart, Harmony/Megan Picture by: "AnnieK", Steampunk Kitten Picture From Google Image Search, All Other Images (except screen captures of the Wednesday TV Series) created by: Me (with assistance from multiple AI programs)

[pathologising]

marketing yourself Is sooo embarassing like ooooh look at me I have skillls!!!!!! Look at my skills!!!! Lookie at how I provide value!!!!! Please !!!! .....top 10 most embarassing things you have to do as a freelancer

[misquitz]

GoFundMe a new PC maybe ? <3

I'm reaching out to ask for your help in funding a new PC, as I am currently facing some financial and personal challenges. Unfortunately, I am unemployed at the moment. I am unable to drive, and the immediate job opportunities in my area are either not hiring or not a feasible option for me right now. This has made it difficult to secure stable income.

At the moment, I freelance as an artist, doing my best to create and sell my work whenever I can. However, the money I make is often not enough to cover all my expenses. On top of that, I’ve been dealing with several unexpected financial setbacks, such as family emergencies, mounting bills, and the responsibility of helping my loved ones cover essential costs like food and gas.

A new PC would make a world of difference in my ability to focus on my artwork. The one I currently have is outdated and struggles to keep up with the demands of the creative work I do and wish to do. Having access to a reliable, powerful machine would allow me to expand my skills and increase my productivity. It would also enable me to explore new opportunities, such as streaming my creative process, which could help generate additional income and allow me to become more financially independent.

Ultimately, I want to continue growing as an artist without constantly worrying about my financial situation. By obtaining a new PC, I hope to not only improve my craft but also become less of a burden to those who have been kind enough to support me during this difficult time.

If you can contribute, I would be incredibly grateful for your support. Any donation, no matter how small, would go directly toward getting the equipment I need to continue pursuing my passion and to secure a more stable future.

Thank you for taking the time to read this, and for considering helping me on this journey.

[agentbuckshot]

I think a lot about the fact that all of the female freelancers, not just Tex were designed to fail in one way or another. For Connie, she was told she would never meet the skills of her colleagues, which put her in such a position where she was doomed to snap, and a position she was doomed to be hunted down loosing it. Carolina was taunted with the brink of failure, her whole life she believed what was perfect was being at the top of it, this was only really fueled by the Director. While not directly ever said we can assume this was the only way Carolina could see herself close to her father. Then it was just taken away from her where failures piled up on her and up on her causing her to become obsessed with someone she can literally never beat. South was the control variant of an experiment, South was forced to snap constantly and was punished for doing so. She was constantly taunted like a dog. Even Ohio, all she’s ever known was failure, she and the triplets tried and tried to make themselves known for being more then bottom of the barrel freelancers, but never succeeded until they were just left for dead

Project freelancer egged all of them on so much to the point where they can only be known as their worst qualities and the writers did an excellent job at this because most of the fandom thinks of them similarly. All of their worst qualities were just fueled and fueled to the point where during the freelancer arc, you can forget their good qualities. I think South’s the best example, because so many people can’t see her as more then a backstabbing short tempered bitch, rather than a highly skilled, well organized, timed and motivated killer, who can fucking hide amongst pipes and wipe out guards without a sound, while sometimes over her head can and will defend herself. Or Carolina, became selfish with obsession, to the point where she’d betray her partner and friends, in favor of pursuing her idea of success, because in the program, there wasn’t another way

I’m in no way a South apologist, but honestly, I feel like all the female freelancers, all had such strong themes of failure in their lives, some were able to overcome it and become so great and badass, some accepted it and became happy, and some were killed for it

[lifewithchronicpain]

Gotta love the title of this paper: “A critical hit: Dungeons and Dragons as a buff for autistic people“. Dungeons & Dragons (D&D) is a tabletop roleplaying game where a small group of people each play characters adventuring in an imaginary world run by the dungeon master (DM). (That explanation was probably not necessary for the majority of readers here, but just to be thorough.) The game has just celebrated its 50th anniversary, which was even commemorated by official US stamps.

The game certainly has a very different reputation today than it did in the 70s and 80s. Back then it was seen as the exclusive domain of extreme geeks and nerds, mostly males who needed a distraction from the fact that they had no chance of finding a girlfriend. This was never true, but that was the reputation. In the 80s things got even worse, with D&D being tied to the “satanic panic” of that decade. The game was blamed, mostly by fundamentalist religious groups, for demon worship, witchcraft, and resulting in suicides and murder. I still remember when the school board in our town had a debate about whether or not the game should be banned from school grounds. The adults having the conversation had literally no idea what they were talking about, and filled the gaps in their knowledge with their own vivid imaginations.

In reality D&D and similar roleplaying games are perfectly wholesome and have a lot of positive attributes. First, they are extremely social. They are especially good for people who may find social interactions challenging or at least very demanding. While roleplaying you are in a social safe-space, where you can let aspects of your personality out to play. The game is also mostly pure imagination. Other than a few aids, like dice for random outcome generation, maps and figures, the adventure takes place in the minds of the players, helped along by the GM. The game can therefore help people develop social connections and social skills, and to learn more about themselves and close friends. (Read more at link)

When I was a teen I didn’t have enough local friends to play D&D but it was the internet of the early aughts and so I joined a chat RP based on the Dragonlance world and learned to freelance RP. I did eventually do an actual proper campaign with a DM once but it was also a chat room so I’ve never had the table top experience. Anyone I met who played it IRL had a set group or lived too far away. :/ Eventually I left RPing behind for cosplay and conventions. Both groups teaming with my fellow autistics.