#((it's copied and pasted from the new blog that i am working on))

[pctaldrunk]

𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐒 …

𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄:  Wei Zanying

𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍: Historical/Xianxia OC

𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄(𝐒): Xiao Ying, Yingtao, Xiao Si

𝐀𝐆𝐄:  Verse Dependent

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑:  Female (she/her)

𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐒:  Human, ghost

𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐒:  l.i k.aixin

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒: Secondary, open for interactions/shipping

𝐁𝐈𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐘…

Wei Zanying isn't the name she was born with. Long before she had a real name she was only Wei Xiao Si, the unnamed fourth daughter of a poor family, a skinny, dirty child that sat at the street corner day after day, collecting the measly coins of the sympathetic passersby. Her parents worked by didn't make enough to make ends meet for such a large family, and she had to help her siblings make up the difference. She found her own fun in it, liking to sing - it made her feel a little bigger than her little life, and she made more money than her siblings did despite being one of the younger ones. Locals and those traveling through alike took notice of the little girl with the large voice.

It was in this way that she was sold at the age of seven to the leader of an all female theatre troop. It was the only choice, given that the family was in a tight spot for the coming winter. Her parents only signed fifteen years of her life away, rather than her whole life - she'll learn to be grateful for this years later, and only then will she really forgive her parents for giving her away, since at the time she was too young to really understand. The troop leader, Madame Fu, a single woman with hardly any living family, became like her second mother - if you ask her, years later, she would say that whatever gripes they had with each other, Madame Fu was more like a parent for her growing up than anyone else.

Madame Fu named her new charge "Zanying." A true artisan, under her tutelage, Zanying learned how to perform. From music to dance to acrobatics to specific styles of theatre, Madame Fu left no detail unturned in her education. As their audience was largely bored court and noble people who had no other entertainment but the pursuit of art and meaning, she was even taught to read, to read music, and some basic martial art forms to incorporate into her dances. With the troop, she traveled to the capital.

Zanying became the rising star of the troop as she came of age, thanks to her voice and her versatility. Her name started booking the troop gigs - in circles that enjoyed the theater, she became a subject of admiration and discussion. She made a lot of money - some sums of which she was allowed to keep - and met many people from all walks of life, gaining rich and powerful admirers. Her life was starting to get too large for her again, but she enjoyed the perks celebrity brought her, and more importantly, the buoyancy - she wanted to ride it up and up.

Madame Fu disagreed with her ambition and attitude - making clear that actors should be focused on their craft, that Zanying is a vessel for her art and she shouldn't be too focused on her personal gains. Strong-willed and stubborn, Zanying persisted. Their disagreements escalated, to the point where they fought frequently.

Until after a performance, Zanying was accused of trying to seduce a noble woman's husband when she had merely been trying to talk him into raising funds to build a more permanent theatre. Madame Fu never asked if she'd done what was accused of her. She simply slapped her then and there, and sent her to the temple in the back of the house as punishment. Despite it not having been the full length of her contract, Zanying ran away with her savings the very next day. Madame Fu never looked. She never said anything about it either. Zanying never heard from her directly.

Instead of heading home, Zanying decided to make a living in the capital. Her savings lasted her awhile but eventually ran out and so she had to take up her old trade of singing in the street corner, where she was discovered quickly by one of her previous avid listeners, a business minded young lady of new money and some rank who took her home for a short while, and eventually decided to invest in a theatre house with Zanying as the leading lady.

So Wei Zanying returned to the scene and immediately shot back into the heavens. On her own turf, at her own theatre - she quickly became the brightest star in the sky, the most beautiful and astounding spectacle, the talk of the town, the goddess of many hearts. Her arrangement with her patron made them both rich. Her fame gave her some amount of freedom. She performed for renowned artists, wizened old scholars, nobles, royals, even. Her favor was a symbol of status and taste. Despite the rumors that seem to plague a woman of this profession with such fame and capable of causing such turbulence in society - it seems like she was living at the peak of a fairy tale life.

She wanted to retire at some point. Maybe get married, maybe have children, maybe find her family if she feels steady about it. Find Madame Fu and speak to her again now that she's older, seen more, understood better. She might have had that life - until it all came crashing down. After a particularly successful opening night, she's found dead at her dressing room table. A sudden heart spasm, and when she fainted she knocked her head on the corner of the table. A shame, a pity - her admirers mourned.

Only she knows that it isn't true. She can't remember what happened in the last moments of her life - who killed her, why. When she comes back to consciousness as a ghost - all she knows is that something has to be done about it before she can go.

[thebibliosphere]

I saw your post about ingram, and out of curiosity, is there some advantage to going through the whole self-publishing thing with retailers when you're just starting out? like I mean the way that fandom zines work is that they don't even bother going through ingram or amazon or whatever. they just set up a social media site (usually twitter) to gain followers, open preorders (usually 1-2 months in length) to generate the costs of printing upfront, and then sell anywhere from a few dozen to several hundred copies of their books (usually artbooks, but anthologies exist too). I've seen some zines generate over a thousand orders. they're kind of like pop-up shops, except for books. maybe the sales numbers aren't so impressive to a real author, but the profit generated is typically waaaay more than the $75+ apparently needed for Ingram Spark, so I still feel like new authors could benefit from this method too, especially if they just need some start-up cash to eventually move to ingram if they want to for subsequent runs of their book. I think authors would also have to set aside some of the pre-order money to buy an ISBN number to have printed on their book, and I'm not really sure what other differences there are, but I just wanted to ask about it in case there's some huge disadvantage I'm missing!

So, popup zines work well for some people, and I know some authors who kickstart their work successfully. But for a lot, it's just not feasible as a long-term stratedy. Or even as a means to get off the ground.

Fanzines succeed primarily because an existing fanbase is willing and ready to throw money at something they love. They’ve got a favorite writer or artist they want to support. Supporting all the others is just a happy by-product. They also take a HUGE amount of short-term but intense planning that just doesn’t always jive with how some of us work.

I, for one, would never offer to organize a fanzine. I’ll take part in them as a creator, but I’d rather throw myself off a cliff than subject myself to wrangling that many people and dealing with the legal logistics.

When it comes to authors doing anthologies, it'svery much the same. The success of the funding often hinges on having other big-name authors involved whose existing fans will prop up the project. Or having a huge marketing budget.

Most self-pub authors have zero marketing budget. I’m one of them, and I’m under no illusions that my work would not be as popular and self-sustaining as it is if I didn’t have a large Tumblr blog.

When I thank Tumblr in my forewards, I am utterly sincere. Tumblr brought fandom levels of enthusiasm to an unknown work and broke the Amazon algorithm so hard, that Amazon thought I was bot sniping my way to multiple #1 spots and froze my sales rankings.

That’s not the norm. And while I could probably kickstart my own work as an indie creator, that’s because I’ve put literal decades into building up a readership. I’ve been doing this since I was 16 and realized people thought I was funny. I didn’t know what to do with it or if I’d ever actually write anything, but it meant the groundwork was already there (thank you, past-me). I basically fell upward into my success by virtue of never being able to shut the fuck up and wanting to make people laugh. Clown instincts too strong.

New or first-time authors trying to sell their work without that will find it infinitely harder.

All of that aside, even if an unknown author somehow gets lucky and manages to fund their work, there’s still the question of shipping and distribution logistics. Are you shipping everything yourself? Better hope you’re able-bodied and have the time for it. (for reference, it took me months to ship out 300 patreon hardbacks because of my disabilites. It damaged my back and hands. I couldn’t type for several weeks after I was done.)

Are you going to sell primarily at conventions? Better hope you’re able-bodied, have the time and don’t have cripling anxiety about being in large groups...

Also, will selling a dozen to a few thousand copies in one burst be sustainable in the long run as a career? Not for me. Doing things via Ingram and Amazon means I earn a steady trickle of sales for the rest of my life provided the platforms remain and so long as I keep working and can generate interest in the series, not just when I have funds to pay for physical copies to sell. The one-time (in theory) cost of $75 to distribute through Ingram gets paid off pretty quick that way. And it doesn't require the same logistics as doing the popup/crowdfund.

Ultimately, it comes down to what you are capable of but also the type of work you’re doing. If you’ve got an extended network of fellow creatives who will back you or you’ve got a large following elsewhere, doing it like a popup might work for you.

If you’re an exhausted burnout who can’t fathom the short but intense amount of organization that sort of thing requires, not to mention doing it over and over and over... Ehhhhh. No thank you.

[emmett6]

i am being attacked by antis.

this is emmett. emmettnet, emmettverse, emmettland, emmettundead, emmettlab. whichever blog you knew me from.

i am a whump creator. i've been in the whump community for a few years now. and now, i am unable to share my work with the community on here because people are mass reporting me for being a proshipper, and Tumblr keeps deleting my blogs as a result.

(if that isn't the reason why, i would be more than happy to get the explanation from @staff that i've been asking for.)

now, that is speculation on my part based on the timing of each termination (it's after i put my pinned post in the whump tags).

but here are the facts:

months ago, i became comfortable enough to share proshipping content. seeing as how every other artist would link their nsfw work on here, i thought it was acceptable for me to do the same so long as the preview image did not violate any rules.

an anon asked if i was a proshipper, and i said i didn't ascribe to that label*, but i agreed with the philosophy.

*i don't have any choice BUT to use it now because my posts get removed for describing what the content is

note that this anon asked multiple people in the whump community if they were proshippers. it was the same person each time, same copy-and-pasted responses.

i kept posting my proshipping content, all with links and extensive content warnings.

i started getting anon hate.

my account was terminated. after further reflection and rereading the terms of service AGAIN, i figured maybe links are not allowed and so i switched to DM only.

this time, the anon hate was consistent. every week was something new. every day felt like bracing myself to open my inbox. i kept anon on, since i have so many people who feel uncomfortable sending asks off anon and didn't want to take away their safe space.

months pass. i go on hiatus for all of July. i find out someone stole my old nsfw art and reposted their edited versions of it to rule34, a site that i never wanted my work to be on. this person waited until the exact starting day of my hiatus to do this.

i come back to more anon hate in my inbox.

suddenly, out of nowhere, my account is terminated again.

i make a new blog. more anon hate. another termination.

lather, rinse, repeat.

i stopped doing DM only stuff. i figured, if i just link my other platforms and only post safe things on Tumblr, there's nothing in the rules against that. everyone has links to their social media.

i still get terminated. and again, i keep getting terminated after i post my pinned post in the whump tags. which -- speculation again -- leads me and others to think that these antis are stalking the whump tags, waiting for me to show up so they can mass report me and get me terminated.

i have NO idea what they would report, aside from claiming i'm trying to "dodge being blocked". which, i'm not. in fact, i say every single time i come back that i WANT people to block me if they need to.

but regardless, it keeps happening.

i'm losing a place i considered home.

i'm being forced out of a community on here i love so dearly.

and you want to know something funny? for some strange reason, i'm unable to block my anons. yup. an 'error' message comes up. and i'm apparently unable to report them too -- like reporting the one who called me a 'tumblr tranny' and said i would 'always be a woman' for hate speech. oops, sorry. error message.

by now, i've been called evil. told to listen to my intrusive thoughts. told that i should be on a watch list. told that it's disgusting that someone's mutuals still interact with me. told that i have no place in the whump community.

i know that's not true.

i'm so sick and tired of being treated like this. i'm tired of being dehumanized. and i'm disgusted with this behavior.

at this point, i'm just screaming as many times as i can. i'll keep losing blogs, because i know my attackers will read this and just keep on reporting me. what do they have to lose? nothing. they don't have enough of a conscience to care. and why should they? clearly, i'm a monster. i'm a piece of shit. i don't deserve basic respect, and i apparently don't deserve to keep my 'platform'. to stay in my community and to keep my livelihood.

my discord is emmettnet. send me a DM if you don't want to lose me, because there is no point in following me repeatedly just for every blog to be terminated.

if you want to reblog this to spread the word and show your support, i would be eternally grateful. but i understand if you choose not to; i don't want anyone to be subjected to what i'm going through.

thank you for reading.

[things-arent-what-they-seem66]

Hiya! It's me! I've been sending you so many asks that I wouldn't be surprised if you gave me a restraining order!

I made an account so I can actually participate in some of your rp things- if that's okay with you of course.

I sent you the ideas for the succubus, deadpool x wolverine and bimbo!au's, I sent others but I'd need to go through my memory, which would take all night.

Anyway- I have a new au idea for you! I think you'll like this. It's basically a gothic vampire!au.

I'm going to attach screen shots because I've already written it out and for some reason Tumblr doesn't let you copy and paste (it's already 1am where I am and I don't want to have to write this out all again, so I'm really sorry if this'll be annoying for you 😭).

Continuation--

Adam: it's rude to stare, you know. How did a kid get in here?

Lucifer jumped at his voice: I-I'm not a kid!- I'm 30 years old!

Adam: really dude? What are you? 5"3?... you didn't get the long straw when it came to genes, huh? See what I did there?

Lucifer sighs as the man chuckles to himself.

Lucifer: uh... that's... not important- a-are you the owner?

Adam stares at Lucifer for a few seconds before taking a sip from his glass. Lucifer watches his every move, he feels like prey- are those fangs??

Adam: I guess you can say that.. my names Adam. Even though I think the asshole who broke into my house should introduce themselves first- but I'm in a good mood today!

Adam stands and pulls a chair infront of him.

Adam: Here man, have a seat, might as well make yourself comfortable.

The way Adam smiled and watched his every move made Luicfer shiver. He walked as calmy as he could to the chair infront of Adam. He sits, eyes never leaving Adams deep red ones.

Lucifer: I'm Lucifer- and I apologize for the breaking and entering. It's uh, not the best first impression.

Adam: wait- Lucifer? Like the Devil? That's sick. And I'm not one for first impressions, but you've certainly made an entrance, buddy.

Lucifer: Yeah, like the Devil, blame my father for that one-

Adam: I ain't judging man! I think it's cool, everyone has such boring names these days, it's nice to be surprised, nothing surprises me much anymore.

Adam runs his clawed hand through his hair, eyes never leaving Lucifers face. He notices as his eyes travel down to his chest, where his shirt has opened a bit more. Adam smirks, leaning forward, giving Lucifer a better view.

Adam: I would offer you a drink, but I think you want something else~

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That's all I have! I hope this seems interesting to you 😭

Feel free to continue it, I'll try and participate to! It would be my first time doing these rp type things, so I'm sorry if I'm a bit all over the place lol

Okay- bye!

Ahhh!! Thank you for all your amazing ideas friendo! This too is amazing 🤩

And yes of course you can participate in the rp blogs! What account is it?

-

Lucifer felt a little called out, this man was so good looking he felt like he was trapped in a trance.

Lucifer: I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-

Adam: Pfft it's fine, I get it. I know I'm hot shit and I don't mind you looking. In fact.

Adam leaned in closer until his hot breath ghosted over Lucifer's face.

Adam: I wouldn't mind you doing more than just looking.

He grinned at the way the blonde man's face turned bright red at the implication. Humans were always so easy to work up. And man this one was easy on the eyes as well.

It's been a while since Adam had a visitor. Even longer since he had a rendezvous.

[saffron-words]

Introduction and UtsuKare Translations Master Post

Some of you might recognize me as that Russian translator of Utsukushii Kare books from Wattpad. I decided to revive my tumblr to compile all the links and explanations here for those of you, MBM fans, who can't wait for official English releases of the books.

I could never keep a blog, so for now here I'll just tell how it all came about, and you can find links to all my MBM translations at the end (feel free to just skip the wall of text). So a couple of years ago I finally bowed down and decided to read Utsukushii Kare series in Japanese for language practice, even though I found the summary unappealing and I'm generally suspicious of overhyped media (as far as BL novels go, these books seemed to be The most hyped-up series in Japan). Much to my surprise, I loved it so much it was hard to move on. And while I waited for a chance to buy book 3 and Interlude, I gobbled up everything else related to the series that I could. The manga was only just starting, I didn't like dramaCDs (but I'm in the minority), and the drama somehow revived my love for watching Jdramas, even though I thought that this part of my fandom life has been over for years. When the second season started airing, I made a new friend in the Russian-speaking parts of the Internet who was even more obsessed with MBM than I am, and we fangirled to our hearts' content. At some point I promised her to translate the big sex scene from the end of book 3 as a gift for all the talks. I did, and since back then there was nothing for book 3 in any European language, as far as I know, I decided to post it online and give a link to English-speaking UtsuKare fans too. And since Wattpad doesn't allow copying text, and the browser translator feature from Google Translate was really inadequate, I also put up a link to the translation made with Deepl. As far as machine translators go, it is noticeably more comprehensible, and I didn't have the time (or skills to do the book justice, really) to translate it to English myself. Anyway, after this excerpt I thought I could manage one more important scene from book 3, then one more, and then I finally gave up and started translating it properly from the beginning. I also started correcting mistranslations in Deepl-versions that I kept doing for English readers, so some parts of the book are now much more readable than others. Now the third book is done and I started to work on book 2, Nikurashii Kare. I also translated several stories from Interlude and plan to do at least one more, but that is put on the backburner for now since I want to do as much of the book 2 as I can before book 4 in the main series comes out. Yes, we're getting a new Hira and Kiyoi book! This year too, probably. And unless it completely disappoints me or something terrible happens IRL, I plan to translate it as well.

So here are the links to everything I've translated from My Beautiful Man book series:

Book 3 "Nayamashii Kare" which continues the story past the movie (completed). The text is in Russian, but there are links to decent machine translations to English at the beginning of each part (I've also run through most of them and corrected the mistranslations). Or you can use the in-browser translation feature, but the results would be less readable.

Book 2 "Nikurashii Kare" which was technically turned into season 2 of the drama and the movie, but the script has deviated so much from the book, at times it's like a completely different story (in progress; about 1/4 of the book will be done with the next update which I plan on posting soon). I don't make Deepl translations for this since the official English release will be out in a couple of months.

Stories from other books in the series. The first part is a short scene from Nikurashii Kare, and the rest are stand-alone stories from Interlude. One of them had also been translated to English by Mauli before, but I didn't use her version when working on mine. The rest of the stories have never been translated by anyone else, as far as I know. These, too, have links to Deepl-versions at the beginning.

Disclaimer: my Japanese is not yet really on a level good enough to translate fiction, and there are bound to be mistranslations even if you read the original Russian versions. But I'm cross-checking myself on everything to try and keep those mistakes to minor things. I also know how to translate so I made sure that the text flows well, doesn't feel choppy and retains the same vibe that I get from reading the original.

[anulithots]

Link Click hyperfixation

THEY ARE MY EVERYTHING AND PERFECT YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND HOW PERFECT THEY ARE.

The notion board

because of restrictions I'm putting things on here first. Analysis and such and I'll copy and paste.

Fanfics (by me)

4am, in Which Exists Time and Time Alone. - The_Land_of_the_Fallen_Fairies - 时光代理人 | Link Click (Cartoon) [Archive of Our Own]

Dive back in time (to make cat pastries, and other random thoughts) - The_Land_of_the_Fallen_Fairies - 时光代理人 | Link Click (Cartoon) [Archive of Our Own]

Analysis (by me)

I started analyzing Cheng Xiaoshi on this ask (I am wrong I am so wrong the themes here are wrong I am going to fix this)

What if CXS still dies?

Hear me out... this would be worse than CXS and LG breaking up

How my analysis is going

An ask in which I ramble about CXS and Lu Guang's strengths and weaknesses, their dynamic, and rave about the donghua in general

Lu Guang's tendency to infodump at precarious moments... and a general analysis

Cheng Xiaoshi's parents

Theorizing on how Cheng Xiaoshi's emotions work when he's possessing people

Qiao Ling as the present day in a time travel show (+ amazing points and theories that sadden me by @canofholes)

Lu Guang's nervous energy (when CXS isn't there)

little things from season one

doesn't know the genre x genre aware

The tides ---> general link click/CXS analysis (I rambled)

The firsts and lasts

Qiao Ling and her present day parallels

The trio, shiguang and their changing trust dynamic... I ramble a lot here

Chibi short #8 (but make it angsty)

past or future, let it be

Why Cheng Xiaoshi didn't dive back to save Lu Guang

Cheng Xiaoshi's jokes that are foreshadowing and... quite concerning

Lu Guang was freaking out for all of episode 10 (and just in general I think he's freaking out internally all the time /hj)

Cheng Xiaoshi's memories through photographs

Qiao Ling and Cheng Xiaoshi

Cheng Xiaoshi analysis... which ties everything together I suppose?

Headcannons (by me)

Soy Sauce

Cooking

Cheng Xiaoshi's hair

Last words

Earings

Words in general

Is CXS competent? Yes and no

The news

Random scenario #1

Random scenario #2

Random scenario #3

The noodle scene

The siblings

random scenario #4

aroace Cheng Xiaoshi

Photography

Fanart (by me)

in my style

the trio

@snowpoet123 makes me sob and I analyze it with my dwindling sanity /pos

CXS becomming his parents

Making the trio into waldorf dolls because I'm very normal about link click

Lu Guang's finished!

Cheng Xiaoshi's hair

Lu Guang's hair

The trio

Skin sac

Edits

Playlists

Favorite Analysis

Lu Guang is a hypocrite by @briebysabs

Cheng Xiaoshi's backstory

Everything from @chubphoe-linkclick, so much analysis. I loveee it all so muchhh

Cheng Xiaoshi and Lu Guang's powers

S2E9

What kind of story is Link Click by @oceaniche

Lu Guang's plan in s2, ep 8 (IT MAKES SO MUCH SENSE HOLY HERBS) by @snorlaxlovesme

Lu Guang's non existent socializing skills /aff and how CXS helps with that by @noot-nootie

The side affect of timelines by @muninnhuginn

The side affect of diving by @g1ngerbeer 

A metaphysical argument for why Lu Guang was the one who risked his intestines falling out to go save his little meow meow by @sarshles-cheescake-li

Favorite fanarts

Lu Guang sicfic manga by @intothefrisson <-- all their art is soooo goood 1000/10 reccomeded

To this pitiful me by @doublxpresso

CXS blowing hearts by @dorea80-blog

This guy's been clingy by @doublxpresso

whimsy angst by @zychimixx

The silliesss I lovee themmm by @ghostlyenola 

SOBS by @lucreciaart 

(If I like a fanart I'll reblog it a million times... but I should really save them more... I'll get to that.)

Favorite fanfics

& despair has the knife at your throat, but hope will kill you first - Chapter 1 - sunslants - 时光代理人 | Link Click (Cartoon) [Archive of Our Own] by @sunslants

Only Your Heart Beats The Sound (Keeps Me Awake So I Can Fight) - RStar6709 - 时光代理人 | Link Click (Cartoon) [Archive of Our Own] by @ravs6709

Talk Me Through One More Night - Cruel (Crafty_and_Cruel777) - 时光代理人 | Link Click (Cartoon) [Archive of Our Own] by @celestialsun123

Memoriam - JordannaMorgan - 时光代理人 | Link Click (Cartoon) [Archive of Our Own]

Three time's a charm - Chapter 1 - SnowPoet - 时光代理人 | Link Click (Cartoon) [Archive of Our Own] by @snowpoet123. (I love this I love this I love it so much. I love it.)

lonely bones - wait for me - cat soda (bestofwaifusbestofwomen) - 时光代理人 | Link Click (Cartoon) [Archive of Our Own] by @cat-soda

Fluid Like The Water - RStar6709 - 时光代理人 | Link Click (Cartoon) [Archive of Our Own] by @ravs6709

Afternoon Nap - SnowPoet - 时光代理人 | Link Click (Cartoon) [Archive of Our Own] by @snowpoet123

I'll recover if you keep me alight - SnowPoet - 时光代理人 | Link Click (Cartoon) [Archive of Our Own] by @snowpoet123

Would you take a break for me? - SnowPoet - 时光代理人 | Link Click (Cartoon) [Archive of Our Own] by @snowpoet123

Life tastes like cardboard - clinicallyfine - 时光代理人 | Link Click (Cartoon) [Archive of Our Own] by @addled-egg

Cats are Basically Children - Chapter 1 - Cruel (Crafty_and_Cruel777) - 时光代理人 | Link Click (Cartoon) [Archive of Our Own] by @celestialsun123

Extra

the wonderous @starryeyeddarlings translated the link click ads! (*gets so excited that I explode*)

Link Click OST for season one *excited screams* by @starrywangxian

CXS's vouge modeling days (season 2 spoilers) by @mylee-sketches

CXS's extra backstory from the audiobook

fics to read

A song written for you

timeline of season one and season two by @just-prime

ranting about the link click OST

Lu Guang and his besties in the hospital

The timeliness (s3 cannot come soon enough) by @rashslinging

fanfic idea from @rainibao

more fanfics to read

[vetted-gaza-funds]

Info (WIP)

Complete master list of all campaigns on this blog here!

This blog is run by @palms-upturned. I am a white USAmerican, and I do not vet fundraisers. Unfortunately, I cannot help with the vetting process in any way. This blog is meant to be a place to broadcast fundraisers that have already been vetted by Palestinian bloggers and organizations, mostly by users el-shab-hussein, nabulsi, 90-ghost, and ibtisams. None of us will ever be able to thank these users enough for the life-saving work that they have done and continue to do. If you cite this blog, please do not say “verified/vetted by vetted-gaza-funds”. Instead, please consider copy/pasting the sources that I link in my posts, or at the very least link directly to my post about the fundraiser in question where the sources can be found and say “featured on” rather that “vetted by.”

This blog is also going to be used more as a directory/master list than an actual blog. The aim is for people to be able to search usernames of people in Gaza and find links to verifications from multiple sources, as well as things like raffles or giveaways promoting certain campaigns, in one convenient place. For reblogs/signal boosting, please go to my main blog, @palms-upturned. If you are a user in Gaza promoting a fundraiser, I am more than happy to promote it for you, but I will only post about it on this blog once, and all other promotions will be on my other blog. I promise I am not ignoring you.

Here is a post with a list/directory of organizational tags on this blog. (WIP)

Sources where you can find vetted fundraisers:

el-shab-hussein and nabulsi's spreadsheet

gazafunds.com

Operation Olive Branch’s spreadsheet

Strawberry Seed Collective’s master list

Operation Poppy Flower

Project Watermelon master list

GoFund(water)Me(lons) master list

Ottawa4Palestine

Pali Pals on instagram

If someone in Gaza reaches out to you asking for help promoting their campaign, here's some things that you can do:

Do not report someone unless they are a known scammer. This platform has been targeting Palestinian users in Gaza for bans and terminations consistently, forcing them to remake their accounts several times, so a blog that appears new is not necessarily a red flag and may even already be vetted. Some users also take longer to get verified than others, especially those who struggle the most with staying connected to the internet. If someone reaches out to you and you can't find verification, please, just wait.

Along with sharing their posts, make your own original post linking to their campaign, even if it's just the link and a few words saying that you donated to them.

Link to a verification source in your posts about fundraisers. People are trying to avoid circulating unvetted fundraisers, so they'll be more likely to engage with your post if they can see proof that the campaign is legitimate. It will also help people who come across your post while doing a quick tumblr search of someone's username or fundraiser to check if someone has been vetted.

Posts with artwork/graphics typically gain more traction. User aces-and-angels, with the help of volunteer artists and designers, has been compiling a master post of donated artwork that is free to use to help boost fundraisers for people in Gaza, so check it out here and consider using these images in your posts! Please consider submitting artwork of your own as well for the cause.

Please considering sponsoring a campaign! There are many ways to do this. Some users have put together raffles where proof of a donation of a certain amount earns one entry into the raffle. Some users have offered charity commissions in exchange for donations to a campaign. Some users offer to match donations up to a certain amount, or promise to do/make something if a fundraiser reaches a certain milestone. I plan on eventually making a tag for campaigns with no sponsors so that people can look through it and hopefully pick one to sponsor. If you let me know about your efforts, I will add links/information about it to the post about the campaign you’re sponsoring!

Please spare a few minutes to look through this post about some recently terminated GoFundMe campaigns and how you can help pressure the platform into hopefully giving the funds back to the organizers.

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[anime-rambles]

His hair is black?

Pairing: Kirishima x Reader

Warnings: Pregnancy, Birth, mentions of cheating, swearing,

Word Count: 2500+

A/N: I am so sorry, I have been away, lots going on over the past few months, works been crazy, I've moved house and my new place has no wifi so I have to use works internet which I can only do on night shift which I've been crazy busy on because of the season. So here's a little something I've finished, more coming soon x

On a side note, yes this is totally inspired by the scene from fruits basket with Kirishima's english VA.

Summary: You and Kirishima just welcomed your first son to the world, he's the spitting image of his father, jet black hair and all. The thing is, Yuki's Uncles and Aunts, don't know the signature jet-black hair from the Kirishima clan and suspect foul play.

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Having your son was a dream come true, he was perfect from every angle. His red eyes shined brightly and his mop of jet-black hair was always standing to attention, much like his father's. You loved how your son inherited his father's hair and deep down Kirishima loved that too. You watched Kirishima rock your son back and forth by the window while you tried your best to lay still in bed. Giving birth was not as glamorous as people had said. 

There was a knock at the door and you called out for them to enter, your friends piled through the door. “OI, where's my godchild?” Bakugou shouted, Mina shushed him quickly and smacked his arm. Kirishima turned slowly and spoke, “this is our son —--” All of your friends froze, it was not quite the reaction you were expecting. 

“Everything okay guys?” you asked, scared that your friends thought your baby ugly. 

“Yep, yep, yepppppp, all good, look at him” Mina said, staring wide-eyed at your friends as they stood there with their mouths open. Bakugou had already left the group and was already taking your child from Kirishima’s arms and rocking him back and forward. Amazed by this little human. 

“He’s gonna have such a kick ass quirk,” Bakugou said to the room, not particularly to anyone. 

Denki approached Bakugou and looked down at your son. “Looks nothing like you, my friend,” he said and Sero quickly hit him on the back of his head. Kirishima laughed and made his way to you, wrapping his arm around you. “Nah, he's a carbon copy of Eijirou.” You say to Denki who cannot make eye contact with you. You smile at your other friends in the room but they all look in opposite directions, you thought it was weird but you just put it down to your tiredness from the day's events. 

The nurse entered the room and was startled by all of the extra bodies in the room and looked at you both on the bed and nodded. “All right you lot, time to go, say your goodbyes, the Kirishima’s need to sleep and get used to their new little bundle.” She held the door open for them all. Bakugou made his way to you and gave you back your son, and ruffled your hair as he left. The rest of your friends hugged Kirishima and briefly made eye contact with you. You were very confused by this but decided it was because this was new for your friend group and it was a strange thought that you were all of the age of having kids and being married, not just UA students anymore. 

Lost in your thoughts, Kirishima took your son, placed him in his crib, and returned to your side, tucking you into him. “Have I told you, how amazing you are pebble?” You giggle, putting all your thoughts out of your head and looking at your husband. “Yes, you have, about a million times.” “Well make that a million and one, because you amaze me every second of every day, I love you.” he kisses your forehead, breathing you in. “I love you too.” You whisper and drift off to sleep. 

***  (Friends pov)  ***

“Well, that was…” Mina started, “Interesting.” Sero finished. Bakugou walked ahead of the group wanting to get to this car first, before Denki had a chance to hold up the line at the ticket clerk because he misplaced his ticket again. “He had, Jet black hair?” Denki said, looking at the group. “Yeah so? And ours is blonde spark plug, get over it, its hair.” Bakugou shouts out. 

“Don't you think it's very odd though.” Denki says again, hoping his friends would catch onto what he was getting at. “Tck no, its their natural colours, babies getting their parents hair colour is normal.” Bakugou said and got into his car. 

“But y/n is not black haired and neither is Kirishima.” Denki looked wide eyed at Mina and Sero. “You don't think she cheated on him do you, please tell me I’m wrong.” Denki pleaded with his friends but on the look on their faces, they thought the same. 

“We have to tell Kirishima, he deserves to know.” Sero says. 

“This is absolutely going to break his heart guys and he looked so happy upstairs.” Mina joined in. “I can't believe she would do this,” Denki said once more and entered the joint car. 

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It had been a couple of days since you and Kirishima brought your baby home, you could feel nothing but happiness for your little family. Today all your friends sat in the living room, Bakugou held your son as Kirishima stood near him, you never realised that Bakugou wanted to be a dad so much before. From the moment he entered your house and you guessed to the moment he leaves he will be holding your son. Every changing and feeding Bakugou was all for it, honestly it was a lovely break. You looked at your other friends in the room and all of them avoided making eye contact, it was starting to worry you. 

“As Bakugou has Yuki covered , I'm going to be very rude and excuse myself for a shower, motherhood is not as glamorous as they say.” You announce to the room, and approach Kirishima, standing on your tippy toes and kiss him quickly. He returns the kiss and watches you leave. The hot water was calling your name. 

Kirishima looked down at Bakugou and made his way to the couch across and sat down, letting his tired bones have a moment of not moving. Denki kept shifting in his seat, with Mina and Sero whispering constantly. 

“Okay, you lot, out with it.” Kirishima says to the room. Bakugou looks up and quickly realises it has nothing to do with him and returns his attention to this godson. Mina is frozen in her seat and Sero nudges her arm. Denki takes a breath and looks Kirishima in the eye. 

“So Kirishima, we have something to say, and we dont want you to be mad and we just want you to know, we're here for you in what ever you decide?” Mina says after she clears her throat. Bakugou looks at the trio and then to Kirishima with his eyebrow raised. 

“What's going on guys?” He replies to his friends. There is silence amongst the group. Kirishima sits forward in his seat. 

“We think…well..hmmm.. You see…” Sero tried to speak but was cut off by Denki. “WE THINK Y/N CHEATED ON YOU AND YUKI ISN'T YOURS.” 

Kirishima could not believe his ears, where was this coming from and why do his friends think his wife cheated on him? Kirishima looked at his hands, not really sure what to say to these accusations. 

“You dumbass think, y/n? Y/N WHO IS BASICALLY BEEN JOINED TO KIRISHIMA HIP SINCE UA SLEPT WITH SOMEONE ELSE.” Bakugou began to shout but quickly realised that Yuki was unhappy with the noise and stood to rock him back to sleep. 

Kirishima stood up and approached Bakugou to take over, “No you take care of those dumbasses, otherwise I'll kill them.” Bakugou says to his friend, and turns to leave the room. 

Kirishima turned to his friends, “Why on earth do you think my wife, your best friend, cheated on me?” Kirishima chuckles to himself, hes angry yes, but more just amazed at how dumb his friends can be. 

“Its Yuki, his hair is black, I fail to see black hair amongst this family Kirishima” Denki says, Kirishima drops his head and begins to laugh. “That’s what you're basing this all on, my son having black hair.” He asks the trio and they all nod in response. 

Upon finishing your shower really early, you had heard the whole thing from the hallway, Bakugou stood beside you, shaking his head in disbelief. As you silently giggle to yourself. “They really don't know about Kirishima?”

 “Nah he only ever asked me and you to dye it, You should burst in there all angry and make them feel bad.” Bakugou whispers, “I’ll go put him down.” He turns to walk down the hallway and disappears into Yuki room. 

You decided to play with your friends a little, yes you were hurt by what they were saying but also you could not believe the fact that they did not know Kirishima dyed his hair. You entered to room  behind them, Kirishima going off on a rant about trust and manly hood, how you could never cheat on him and they had no ground. 

“You think I would cheat on Kirishima, do you think so little of me.” You whisper, your eyes filling with the fact tears you were making. Mina gasped and turned around, Denki and Sero following her. They all looked like a deer caught in head lights. 

Mina stepped forward and tired to reach for your arm, “Y/n please Don’t cry, we don’t mean anyt-” You pulled your arm away from her, and tired push out more tears, which flowed perfectly down your face. Kirishima made eye contact with you and asked if you were okay and you quickly winked at him letting him know that everything was okay, that you were playing with them. 

“Have I ever at some point been disloyal to Eijirou? Have I done something that you make you feel so little of me?” You ask, and pushed out a deep cry, putting your hands over your face. 

“Y/N We’re so sorry, we didn’t think, we just- ahhhh Denki help me out.” Sero said as he pushed Denkis shoulder. 

“It’s just the Black hair y/n, thats all, we know you were never cheat on Kirishima, its just babies are meant to look like the parents and well Yuki, doesn/t look like Kirishima even though you say he does, it just seemed like you were trying to push this idea of him being Kirishima’s.” You look at Denki, and Sero, and lastly at Mina. 

“You think this aswell? You who’ve known Kirishima the longest believe Yuki doesn’t look like him.” Kirishima joins your side and holds you, trying to smirk and how naive your friends are being. 

“Yes, Denki wen’t off on a path and we all followed, Kirishima a natural red head, it just makes sense but believe me, we dont mean to hurt you at all, either of you.” She says. 

“YOU DUMBASS” Bakugou shouts from behind you all, and pushes past you and Kirishima. 

“Hair colour and Eye colour means nothing about the parenthood of the child, its all to do with genes and supressive genes, and Mina you all of all people, Im shocked at.” He begins again, “KIRISHIMA IS NOT A NATUAL RED HEAD”

All three friends turn to you both, your tears and stopped and your face wiped. 

“Now whos the dumbass Bakugou, His hair is obviously red, look!” Denki pointed. Bakugou tried to grab from Denki, releasing a few crackles of his quirk and Sero tired to stop him. Meanwhile Mina just stood, staring at Kirishima’s hair. 

Suddenly she gaped out loud, throwing her hands over her face and began to cry. Sero, Denki and Bakugou all stopped. Mina walked forward and collapsed in your arms. “Y/n please, please, please forgive me, i’ve been an awful friend.” She sobbed and you tried to comfort her. 

“Mina, why are you apologising?” Denki asked. 

She turned in your arms, and looked at the males, “Becasue Kirishima isn’t a redhead, he has black hair, I can’t believe I forgot.” She cried again. 

“Mina, Kirishima’s does not have black hair look at his roots? His eyebrows? They are all red?” Denki spoke again. 

“Denki, my natural colour is black, hence Yuki, looking like me, I’ve just been dyng it since I joined U.A. back in the day.” Kirishima spoke up. 

“Nu huh, you’re lying.” Denki said. 

“No I am not lying, I do really have black hair.” Kirishima repesponded. 

“Nope, lies.”

“Denki, believe me, he does have black hair.” You respond. 

“How would you know, you both met in U.A.” Denki said, looking straight at you, you shock your head and spoke. 

“Well for starters who do you think dyes his hair, and he’s my husband.” 

“What does being Husband and Wife have to do with it.” Denki says putting his hands on his hips. 

“Oh my god, Kirishima just show him.” Bakugou huffed and held onto Denki’s shoulder throwing him towards Kirishima, who caught the blonde before he fell over. Kirishima just rolled his eyes and pulled Denki towards the bathroom. Bakugou looked at Sero and raised his eyebrow. 

In the distance you could still hear Denki complain and ask what he was doing, suddenly it went quiet and a scream busted through the air, followed by someone running down the hall. Denki appeared all flustered, Kirishima appeared behind him and length against the doorframe all smug with himself. 

“Black hair, definitely black hair.” Denki said and his shoulders dropped. 

“You sure you dont need convincing Sero.” Bakugou asked. 

Sero looked at Denki, then at Kirishima and lastly at Bakugou. “Nah I’m good, I believe you.” 

Denki dropped to his knees in front of you, and held your hands. “Y/n, I am so sorry that I turned everyone against you, and made them believe that your cheated, I can’t believe I was so stupid, of course Yuki is Kirishima’s and Yours, and I am willing to spend the rest of my life making it up to you, it wasn’t cool.” 

“I’m really sorry y/n.” Sero spoke up, Mina spoke her apologies again. 

“I am not going to lie, I am pretty hurt by what you guys thought I did, that I would ever cheat on Eijirou and ruin our happiness, I am not sure I am ready to accept this apology but for the moment we can continue on from this moment.” you said to them and pulled them all into a hug. They all understood and hugged you back. 

There was a breathe of silence and you spoke up, “So when will it be funny at the fact that Denki was forced to look at Eijirou’s cock.” Bakugou was the first to laugh and everyone joined in, while Denki just stood like he saw a ghost. 

“I don’t know y/n whats worst, having a baby or having sex with Kirishima, mans a horse.” Denki spoke and tried his best not to make eye contact with Kirishima. Everyone bursted into laughter. Kirishima walked forward and hit Denki on the back of his head and then pulled him under his arm and rushed his knuckles against his hair. “Don’t talk about little Eijirou like that.” 

“There is nothing little about, little Eijirou, Kirishima.” Bakugou spoke up amongst the laughter. 

“Wait, how would you know.” You asked Bakugou, raising your eyebrow. 

“Do you hear that? I think Yuki is crying.” Bakugou ran off down the hallway. 

“No Katsuki, not so quick, theres a story in there somewhere.” You ran after him. 

Your house filled with laughter once more.

[girlfriendsofthegalaxy]

tuesday again 9/24/2024

you might be wondering “is my dear friend tumblr user girlfriendsofthegalaxy still unemployed?” the answer is yes. take this cat off my hands please i don’t think he’s causing the unemployment but he certainly isn’t helping

listening

via Wendy @dying-suffering-french-stalkers, Huoy Meas' ប្រគល់ក្ដីស្នេហ៍មកខ្ញុំវិញ. figuring out what this incredibly zippy Cambodian rock song is named and what it's about was really difficult bc spotify is a bane upon this earth and won't let you fucking copy-paste and OCR was not working on the Khmer script. i ended up listening to the first couple seconds of each of her songs on apple music, and finally figured out this roughly translates to Give Me Back My Love and is about begging a fuckboy for closure.

via the spotify discover weekly, Night Club's Pretty Girls Do Ugly Things. all Night Club's songs sound the same so if you like one, great news! i had this song on for a full gregorian hour bc, i am only a tiny bit ashamed to say, i was storyboarding a The Man With No Name fancam to this. i think it would go pretty hard.

Smoke you like a cigarette Choke you like a lariat Fatalistic tourniquet Do you want more?

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reading

thank you mackintosh.

i did not Adore any of these comics from the library. i sort of enjoyed Night of the Ghoul, a one-volume TPB by Scott Snyder and Francesco Francavilla. i think ive blogged about this before but every once in a while i'll get a bee in my bonnet to read some horror comics even though i am a giant baby about horror movies.

Night of the Ghoul is about how you can't save your dad from PTSD but also about a lost horror film and also about the extremely dad behavior of tracking down every scrap of info about an auteur. there's also a monster.

the subtle art changes from present day to the remains of the film to the non-film flashbacks are well done, imo. the cover screams mignola but the inside pages are really fun pulp nonsense. i love a piece of genre writing that rolls around and delights in being a piece of genre writing.

im doing my level best not to get sucked into tiktok but i DO love watching this lady revive antique nail polish and look for dupes for shades from like the 20s. she found an almost exact dupe for a shade produced during wwii which is crazy insane to me!!!

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watching

The Asphalt Jungle (1950, dir. Huston), it's a very painterly heist noir. i even like Sterling Hayden in one of the more prominent roles, even though i think he generally has the appeal of undercooked dough.

much like Fritz Lang's M, it presents the criminal element of the city as its own class with its own reputation and reference systems. it got in some trouble with the censors for having a VERY clearly laid out heist plan and execution. it's also got the babiest Marilyn Monroe in one of her earliest roles

this was such a gloriously messy movie. everyone is such a fucking mess. this woman only known as Doll is heartbreakingly, head over heels in love with Sterling Hayden's character. she's a little flighty and bumbling and silly, but determined! they're constantly orbiting the gravitational weight of her desire for this man and desire for a real life with this man. and that's just one subplot! she has maybe five minutes total screentime! she should have gotten a supporting actress oscar!!! everyone acted their fucking hearts out and it was so much fun to watch!

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playing

monument valley is in the netflix games library this month (i don't actually know what their liscencing agreements would even look like, they and the studios they worked with were very tightlipped about that when they were rolling this out three years ago) but i assume it's going to be on the service for a while. i have never played this game, which makes me feel a little bit like a bad gamer. you can tell it's ten years old from some of the color and texture choices, but WOW did literally everyone take inspiration from this game.

this is the platonic ideal of a phone game. i get why everyone went insane about it and there was a brief boom of geometry-based puzzle mobile games. it is MUCH much harder now to get people to pay money to play a game that has a planned endpoint and planned number of levels, so netflix is a good home for it.

i was often frustrated but always delighted. the level below involves making something happening that made me genuinely gasp out loud in glee. well worth the annoyance of downloading the netflix app and scrolling through the poorly labeled and poorly sorted carousel of games.

great retrospective, a bit about how you need to have tiny teams go off and just kind of fuck around and bring weird stuff back, and a lot about how they actually designed the levels

The end result had a pixel-perfect axonometric aesthetic that not only went hard on its references to Dutch master artist and printmaker Maurits Cornelis Escher, but also dug deep into classic video game design, going right back to early arcade machines and 8-bit titles. Each of the ten levels is like a piece of fine furniture, built with invisible dovetail joints and inlaid with marquetry, stuffed with secret compartments and little design flourishes. Gray cites the world of theatre and stage design, as well as graphics, as important keystones in the way the levels were constructed. ‘Ken would always talk about flower arranging, and how you frame a silhouette of a level on the screen,’ he says.

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making

update on the Phantom Menace fabric: pinked the raw edges and threw it in the laundry again with a very large quantity of vinegar. 50% poly was too high for it to really do anything, which is interesting. it didn’t lessen the seam edge effects either, which is a little annoying bc the seams were so gigantic and that’s a good chunk of fabric to lose. i am going to buy a camp shirt pattern at some point when i have money again but for now it goes in The Box

also! thrifted a pack of o-rings for jars for a dollar and finally put my grains etc in my pretty jars. they’re going to live in the pantry but today they live out on the countertop

[averagetmntfan]

MASTERPOST!

(yeah I copy pasted it from the other acc, don’t sue me)

wassup! Finally, a master post! Am I right?

(TC*ST AND PROSH*PPERS DNI!!)

hi there! I’m Jayah! You can call me jj tho. Or mike! I’m really ok with anything :D

I’m js here to post a bunch of fun art and maybe some animation stuff? And occasionally, fan fiction >:). I am GenderFluid, and I go by all pronouns. And my sexuality is lesbian!

and my lil gay ass miiiiiiight be possibly maybe simping for someone rn..?? (*cough* a literally drawing)

I also have 12 roleplay blogs! @leontheluxuriousone , @wrecking-it-raphie @gayass-blueberry-mugman, @bendy-the-dancing-doofus, @koi-the-cosplay-boy, @improv-master-mikey , @ask-miss-maple-leaf ,@blue-masked-simp , @mikey-the-magnificent , @no-ditches-no-bitches , @candy-for-the-win and @ask-olive-huchers

PLUS: @ask-adi-huchers @candy-for-the-win @neon-of-the-leon (new ROTTMNT leo acc) @ask-miss-maple-leaf @ask-christopher-harrison

my current hyper fixations are: rottmnt, tadc, TBT(trolls: band together/trolls 3), The great north, bobs burgers, the cuphead show, moon girl and devil dinosaur, amphibia, the owl house, tmnt 12, cuphead and mugman in General, KREW, poppy playtime, and a SHIT TON MORE-

btw I swear quite a lot on this, so if that isn’t ur thing, u should click off.

and here’s my sona ref!

DISCLAIMER: please don’t send me werid asks, or gross inappropriate content. I’m a minor.

100 DTIYS!

• FANART!!: •

Leo goober(@ghosty-0w0)

PRINCESS KOI FR (@mikey-rottmnt)

MY BABIES- (@allyheart707)

MY SONS<333 (@mikey-rottmnt)

YOU MADE ME LOOK SO PRETTY RAAHHH (@mikey-rottmnt)

• ROTTMNT FICS!!!: •

The sand.

shopping day! (discontinued)

1 2 3

The 4 servants Au:

Chapter 1 (ongoing)

pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4 pt.5 Pt.6 Pt.7 pt.8 pt.9 pt.10 pt.11 pt.12 (currently on hiatus)

The 4 turtles work peacefully at a competing hotel with the battle nexus, with their beloved father. But one day, everything spirals out of control! And their worlds get flipped upside down! Follow Leo, Donnie, Raph & Mikey on the journey of a life time! And who knows, they might meet some friends along the way, or maybe more…

• DOODLES: •

Pissed off peeps >:[

brace face!!

• FICS: •

Colour theory thingy sorta??

• RANDOM STUFF: •

Leo being a dumb-dumb

• ANSWERED ASKS: •

what do the bros do outside of the hotel??

Mikey needs a hug

does raph break stuff often?

Do the bros like Lou Jitsu movies?

How do they feel about working there?

Time beats a dead man

(Collab au w/ @mikey-rottmnt!!)

Pt.1

A silly cuphead and mugman au Abt uh..a lot of stuff. (Heavily inspired by babtqftim)

• FICS/ INCORRECT QUOTES: •

picky eater

get served! ..or, maybe later..

portals gone wrong!! 1 2 3

Secret admirer<3

…?

the struggles of school

Is it salad?

THATS NOT WHAT I MEANT!!!

• HC’S that are canon in this silly au: •

Mugs

Cups and mugs (cups are not Canon)

How to hug the gang!!

• DRAWINGS: •

Human mugs doodles

chip and Dale!!

Koi and mugs being gay

KOI CANON IN TCHS?!

Rock paper scissors

• some lore: •

mugs lore

Hs! Mugs and euro…

Mug and cup lore

Main crews fav ice cream!!

cup lore (belongs to Ari)

Favourite drinks!

Pipsqueak!

(Coming soon..?)

“Small turtle, and even bigger problems.”

[centrally-unplanned]

The Clarkesworld AI Spam issue is one of those stories that to me really highlights the limits of the tools that hype is obscuring. Clarkesworld is a well-established Sci-Fi publishing magazine that today had to suspend all of its submissions due to being overwhelmed by ChatGPT generated entries:

This inspired a lot of discourse around the idea of a ‘crisis of credibility’ on the internet, AI sweeping away the boundries of authenticity in a flood of forgeries. How can magazines even operate in this new environment, one might ask?

Which is weird because this environment isn’t new at all, as the editor, Neil Clarke, comments on in his blog post around the problem:

Since the early days of the pandemic, I’ve observed an increase in the number of spammy submissions to Clarkesworld. What I mean by that is that there’s an honest interest in being published, but not in having to do the actual work. Up until recently, these were almost entirely cases of  plagiarism, first by replacing the author’s name and then later by use of programs designed to “make it your own.”

The issue isn’t that spam exists, its the quantity:

This is undoubtably a gigantic spike, and 100% it is induced by ChatGPT.

But hold on - is ChatGPT actually *better* at this that previous spam tools? Niel doesn’t think so, even if he is worried about the future: 

I’m not going to detail how I know these stories are “AI” spam or outline any of the data I have collected from these submissions. There are some very obvious patterns and I have no intention of helping those people become less likely to be caught...

... What I can say is that the number of spam submissions resulting in bans has hit 38% this month. While rejecting and banning these submissions has been simple, it’s growing at a rate that will necessitate changes. To make matters worse, the technology is only going to get better, so detection will become more challenging.

And how expensive was the plagarism before to do anyway? It was copy-pasting text, automated word replacement programs, and done, that is trivial. Its a little harder than ChatGPT, sure, but you could make a thousand in a day no sweat, automated scripts randomizing names and jumbling nouns from a list. 

The success rate also seems to be zero! Neither plagarism nor ChatGPT generates any story worth a damn, these aren’t being accepted. Neil is quite confident he is catching 100% of them and I believe him on that, these tools cannot write good fiction of any length beyond a paragraph. 

So what is the ChatGPT’s advantage over previous, ‘dumber’ spam that justifies a 100-fold increase in spam usage? I am not seeing one, and I don’t think there is one besides marginally lower per-spam costs. Phrased another way, what was stopping someone from submitted 500 spam entries in one month in 2021? Nothing but interest in doing so.

Which is the rub of why this is happening - it isn’t because ChatGPT is good at this task, its because its the hype thing to do. Everyone is talking about it, everyone is trying it out, everyone is trying to find “delta” so they can ride the hype train. A bunch of people, some who may have even had axes to grind against Clarkesworld, have heard of this brand new fun tool and are flooding into the market to take advantage of it. But there might not be much to take advantage of; hype is fleeting, particularly in the face of no results as this effort is getting. As it fails, unless that axe really needs grinding above all else, spammers will move.

All of this to say that this story is, again, not a story about AI at all. AI is just the reason these already-bad parts of the system are being tested in the public eye.

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Friendly reminder that Tricell was found guilty of dealing with bio organic weapons so if you buy from them you’re a piece of shit

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oh sure it’s all “there’s no ethical consumption under capitalism and people who are poorer might sometimes buy from unethical companies in order to stay alive” but the line is drawn when it comes to companies that sell medical supplies i just can’t with this hellsite today

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there are multiple posts going around this site of alternatives to tricell for buying medical supplies but all you wanna do is bitch on other people’s posts i see how it is

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Update: apparently @raccooncitywasfaked is literally a former Tricell employee lmaooo no wonder you’re so butthurt

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Girl help why the fuck am I seeing blacklisted posts with the tags “#sex and the city spoilers” AND “#umbrella pharmaceuticals” in the same posts hello???

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The Sex and the City finale aired tonight, and like five minutes later the official ruling of the Umbrella Trials was closed with a guilty conviction

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only on tumblr would we be finding out about world events like this

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the media is so fake sometimes i swear there’ll be a whole live debate on “should we call them z*mbies or ‘infected individuals’?” bro people are dying this is not the time for semantics

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every time i think “the kinning community isn’t THAT toxic” i get hit over the head by some new out of this world discourse. today it’s people trying to kin actual real world fucking viruses

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i’m sorry…REAL VIRUSES??? like ignoring the irl implications of that aside how would you even fucking do that?

🐻 don-kinxiote Follow

yeah real viruses. someone tried to claim they were the t virus and said to someone who tried kinning t veronica that they were copying them. what has this community come to

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y'all are JUST now seeing this discourse? damn. i was mutuals w/ someone who claimed they kinned a (made up) virus that gave them all of the symptoms of alphas in the omegaverse

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horrible information, thank you

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Look ik we're all "fuck the government and the dogs that work for em" but like come onnn look at Ashley Graham's new bodyguard he is fineeee

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important confession

i lied about my BOW status and all aspects of my identity (marital status, science experiment past, family, etc.) on this blog and i truly apologize

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a) why is this tagged breaking bad

b) what the fuck is going on

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[yridenergyridenergy]

On the eve of the seven-year mark for this account, let's address the biggest hate point about me: how I insist that people either ask before, come and say thanks, simply link to or credit this page when they share/repost the content.

Even if I manage to convince a handful of peopIe, I will continually have to argue and work with people on this because it's not inherent. For example, I come from an online community where, decades ago, we were shocked when we learned that Japanese artists were mad that some people had simply copied and pasted their fanart. It's obvious when you stop to put yourself in their shoes, but for a lot of people, it takes some personal effort to accept the realization that: "Oh okay, I see where you're coming from." In no way am I comparing fanart with most of my content, as artists deserve a ton more praise, but the concept of being grateful for where you got stuff and not simply saving and reposting stuff is the same. And guess what? People outside of that aforementioned community, and even probably newcomers to that community, are still sharing uncredited fanart. It's not inherent, I get it.

For almost seven years, I have posted twice daily, at least, and this requires quite a lot of budget, time, innovation and effort. And absolutely, the content comes from the band themselves, I'm not the photographer(s), the live show recorders, the interviewers, etc. However, you also wouldn't have that GIF, JPG, etc. if it wasn't for me. I do it to share the love, the passion. If I don't mention the source in my post, then it's either directly cited on the picture or the band has not mentioned the source either, like for memocas.

Also, each perpetrator thinks of themselves individually, but imagine my perspective too: it's not just one, but dozens of people who keep reposting my content to their own crowd of followers without any context. When you don't mention a source and just display new content out of nowhere, you are indeed claiming it as if you were the benefactor.

So, am I fighting for the "clout" or whatever? Well, maybe in the same capacity as those people are clearly attracted to. Whether we are or not, it's just about the principle behind the whole situation that reposting is not the proper way to show that you are grateful about something. Unless it came from a robot or some big corporation without feelings or humanity. If you don't wish to interact and ask permission or say thanks at all, let alone like or reblog on Tumblr, then the least you can do is to mention where you found stuff. To whom you owe the pleasure of having seen that content and being able to share it.

And it's so stupid because on Twitter, for example, you benefit from 280 characters now, plus a link gives a preview of the images that are on the landing site. There is zero excuse for not mentioning your source right there in the post where you repost an image (or screenshots of a translated interview, mindblowingly enough), in addition to whatever small comment you want to make regarding the content, instead of in a subsequent reply that nobody will bother to check.

A lot of people will still disagree on this and hate me, and that's fine. If you don't like me, then don't engage with what I share, because that's just hypocritical. This really shouldn't be that controversial, it's just that your feathers are temporarily ruffled. People added watermarks on their GIFs and scans etc. way before I did.

And the descent from "Please credit if you repost" to "Do not repost" came because people didn't do even that anyway. But if someone comes to ask me if they can nevertheless, I'm super likely to say 'yes'.

At the end of the day, I want to keep this blog positive, I want to foster a good environment to lift people's mood day by day. We have enough bullshit in our lives. I've heard of the Dir en grey community being toxic at probably more than one stage of its existence, but hopefully we can keep avoiding that.

As for me, I am eternally grateful to those who keep up with my apparently insufferable self.

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[ID: White bubble text on a black background that reads, "Please describe your art! I am too disabled to keep up with you all!". Next to this is an original Flatland character, Hauntlight, an Irregular line who has many bends, and whose back end branches out into a narrow fork. It has a white glow on its outside, and its insides are filled with simple blobs of different shades of purple and pink to show its internal organs. End ID.]

The goal for this blog was feasable when it was only a few people posting, but now with the sudden surge of new fans posting undescribed art every single day, I literally have no hope of keeping up unless other people start describing their own art, or at least adding descriptions to other people's.

If someone adds an image description to your art, copy and paste it into the original post. It should be in the same format as the one on this post: Plain regular text with no italics, color, or bold. Describe what is in the image. Pretend your friend's internet isn't working and the image won't load for them.

A plain text image description is more accessible than ALT text alone, because tumblr is glichy as all crap, and even if the ALT text is working fine today, it might not be tomorrow, or a few months from now. For several months they literally had the ALT text be white text on a neon purple background. Do not trust tumblr's staff to keep their accessability features actually accessible. They break this site all the time. Plain text in the body of the post itself, like all of this whole post is, is less likely to be broken by glitches and changes to the site.

Image descriptions are for blind and low vision people the way subtitles are for the deaf and hard of hearing, as well as people with brain damage who can see fine, but still struggle to process images.

Learning to describe your art will make you a better writer and artist. It will allow disabled people to appreciate your art. It will make this fandom, and any other fandoms you make art for, more welcoming for disabled people, and will make the internet overall more accessible.

Please start adding plain text image descriptions to your art. There are hundreds of tutorials on tumblr alone you can find, and many blogs dedicated solely to creating image descriptions that you can follow to see more examples.

Image descriptions should go directly below the image they are describing, above any other commentary. Do not put them at the very bottom of the post if the image is the first thing in the post.

Also, do not put anything you wouldn't be okay with losing forever under a read-more. If you ever delete the original post, change your username, or have your blog terminated, everything under a read-more will be deleted forever, because the link breaks.

This is why image descriptions should not go under read-mores unless the images they're describing are also under it.

Please add image descriptions to your art before you post it. I could slowly work my way through the fandom's posts when it was only a few people, but this is just becoming unmanageable and I don't want to have to give up from being completley overwhelmed.

Make image descriptions for your own art. Make them for other's art. At the very very least, when someone makes one for your art, add it to the original post. Please. Irregulars are in this fandom too.

[cypionate60mg]

I just wanted to say I love what you’re doing omg… apologies if im totally missing the point by the way, I have only read some of ur responses to other asks and I’m not well read at all in the philosophy you talk about. Still I feel really seen by your posts or more accurately your posts feel exactly like my state of mind before committing to transitioning…. The repetitive and often kind of fleeting quality of the images you use reminds me of the obsessiveness I used to have over my (purposely unattainable) wishes of what I could be, the sort of wishes that don’t expect to be fulfilled unless pushed to the forefront by someone else, which the forcemasc does…. The captions are so raw and definitive that they feel half like someone else talking to me and half like my own repressed consciousness speaking what it can’t respectably say through someone else. most of the men being guys who I absolutely will not look like (I’m Asian and really short) adds to this because ur posts feel like the expression of an ideal fantasy, with all the caveats and problematic implications of creating an ideal fantasy of what being a man is based on your half-formed understanding of manhood through tv and the movies and whatnot… it rlly feels like trying to formulate an idea of what being a man would be like, without understanding or rlly comprehending the realities of life as the sort of man you will be. And in this way it’s like being on the precipice of taking the steps to actually realize the person you want to be, which you have some image of, but you really don’t know… the thing about transition (ime anyways) is that it highlights how who you are and who you want and what you value are all more intertwined and codeterminate than ppl think. I think many trans men eventually reach this point where they have to grapple with the question of what makes a man, anyways, besides a desire to be one? These posts feel like the state before unraveling any of that but you can see the strings so visibly there, waiting to be pulled on… Also one particular image you used a bit ago the one of the man and woman on the bicycle oh my god idk what it’s actually from but it felt so precisely like something I’d see while closeted and fixate on for weeks and weeks, creating a whole new image of it in my mind as a symbol of what could ideally be, stripping it of what it actually was while making it something more. Also your blog has felt very validating to me in my desire to turn away from wanting to be pretty, even as a man, which I feel is a box transmascs often get placed in against our will. Sorry this became an essay …. All of this is to say that I really appreciate your work and I’m excited to see where u go with it next !

Miss the point? I'd say quite the opposite. And no philosophy primer needed. If I were to go through, line by line, and find quotes of yours that I found incredibly salient and accurate to my own feelings, then I'd probably be copy-pasting your entire message. Very well-said.

There's also something to be said about being Asian and transmasculine. How it is burdened with uniquely specific assumptions about motivations for transition and rampant intracommunity fetishization. I try not to let it overwhelm me. Biting my tongue for now, but I have a lot to say about this. It's part of why I am painfully careful about whose photos I use, and with what text.

I'm relieved that you are able to pick out the intentional shortcomings of this project. The images show us fantasies of masculinity, and the captions do represent (to some degree) the frustration and neediness that comes from wanting to attain those ideals. They're that "repressed consciousness speaking what it can't respectably say", and I am that "someone else" for you, the viewer. I'll always be here to remind you that you should do it, you should chase after it anyway, because pursuing the impossible still changes you in a very real, palpable way.

"If you can't do it good, do it hard."

Thanks, anon. I hope I hear from you again.

Much love, CYP60MG

P.S. That movie is Rebels of the Neon God by Ming-liang Tsai. You should watch it.

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Track 11: Water Under the Bridge - Adele

“I want you to be my keeper, but not if you are so reckless”

Pairing: Boo Seungkwan x Reader

Genre: Angst

Warnings: toxic friendship, suggestive, it’s all messy, mentions of drinking, crying

Length: ~600

Note: am i crying? yes. this was the hardest one to write of the entire series bc mr. boo is my beautiful darling boy and nothing bad should ever happen to him

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The leather of the steering wheel bites into Seungkwan’s hands in an effort to keep his tongue at bay.

How many times did he have to pick you up from some seedy bar in the middle of the night, ditched by whatever random fuck boy asked you out, for you to stop? What would it take for you to realize that doing the same thing over and over again would get you nowhere other than where you are right now; in the passenger seat of Seungkwan’s car at two in the morning, drunkenly balling your eyes out and repeating the same sob story he’s heard time and time again.

“And then I come back from the bathroom and he’s just gone.” You whimper. 

Seungkwan wouldn’t be able to understand your slurred speech if he didn’t already know what you were going to say. 

You met this new guy at the coffee shop you work at, he flirted, you flirted back. He asked you out, you said yes. In between streams of endless texts littered your phone and you thought that meant more than it possibly could. 

Seungkwan warned you when the guy chose to take you to a dive bar as a first date that he might not have honest intentions. You laughed and called your best friend a worry wart, that San or Sam or whatever the dude’s name was wasn’t like that. And when Seungkwan pressed for how you knew he wasn’t like that considering you’ve only known the guy a week you ignored him for three days.

Seungkwan waited by his phone tonight because he knew this would happen. He knew the guy would turn out to be a dud and Seungkwan would be needed to play dutiful best friend; calling the San/Sam a jerk when needed and affirming he missed out by acting like such a douche. Both are true but they don’t negate the reprimands stinging the tips of his tongue because in the three years you’ve been friends this is the twelfth time he’s had to come get you and it’s starting to wear him down.

There once was a time Seungkwan believed he’d love you no matter what. You were his best friend, his rock, the person he could tell everything to. But it’s exhausting caring about someone who doesn’t care about themselves. To watch the best person he knows submit themselves to cruelty over and over again. 

You finally calm down inside the walls of your bedroom; sobs dwindling to sniffles and eventually the only evidence of your breakdown is tear stained cheeks and damp eyelashes. Seungkwan knows what comes next on nights like these and he knows he’s a fool for thinking he can even make it past the door before he looks over his shoulder to find your pained gaze. Your gravity pulls him back to the bed, where the covers provide a faux sense of safety against the threats of the real world. 

Under the sheets you tell Seungkwan you love him between reverent passes of tongue and teeth. You touch him with empty promises to figure it all out in the morning and he whispers his adoration into the crook of your neck where the words will wither and die before the sun rises.

The hardest part of watching you go on these failed dates is that this is the way they always end and Seungkwan knows neither of you will do anything to break the cycle.

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