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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.

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Something Old, Something New

(Chapter Two)

➬ Ken Sato x Fem reader

Summary : At first glance, Ken Sato seemed to have it all. With money, fame, and success surrounding his name, there was nothing he couldn’t get his hands on. They say money can buy happiness. That may be true to an extent, however, can money buy forgiveness? Unfortunately for Ken, no amount of money and influence can turn back time and change the past. No amount of bribery can erase the fact that he had chosen to abandon his wife in favor of pursuing his baseball career. That awful decision he made took place five years ago, when he was just starting out as a professional athlete. But now that he’s matured and had time to reflect on his actions, can he hope for a chance to rekindle his marriage? Or should he accept defeat and live with the consequences of letting the only woman he’s ever truly loved slip away from him?

Word count : 4k words

Warnings : nothing really in this chapter, mentions of abandonment and neglect, mentions of regret, angst

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“Are you sure you don’t want me to come with you?”

Kenji glanced upwards, watching his father walk into the bedroom; his movements a bit wobbly as he gripped his cane, shifting his weight on it with every step. “No, it’s okay Dad.” Kenji smiled and shook his head, his eyes turning back towards the suitcase he was piling clothes into. “I appreciate the offer but,” He paused, letting out a sigh as he folded another clean shirt and placed it inside his luggage. “This is something I have to do on my own.” 

Letting out a silent huff of effort, Kenji’s father made his way to his son’s side, his eyes narrowing in an analytical gaze at the contents of the suitcase. The old man stayed quiet for a moment, letting out a soft hum, as if to show an outward display of the wheels turning inside his head. A playful smirk strung across Kenji’s lips after seeing his father’s expression, knowing exactly what he was doing. Even in his old age, the man never seemed to grow out of his perfectionistic habits, always looking for opportunities to improve what was in front of him; even if it was just something as simple as helping pack his son’s suitcase. 

“What? Did I forget something?” Kenji asked, his tone playful as he observed his father’s contrasting gaze.

“You need one of your suits.” The old man spoke, as if the statement was obvious. He then turned away, limping over towards Kenji’s closet, entering the luxurious space and scanning its perimeter with an inquisitive stare. 

“You think so?” Kenji spoke up, following behind his father curiously. “I mean, I’m only going to be staying a few days or so. At least, that’s only if she doesn’t call the police the moment she sees me.” He let out a quiet laugh, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly, as if the thought of you doing that didn’t make his stomach turn with nausea. The scenario itself was a bit of an exaggeration, he didn’t actually think you’d resort to calling the cops on him. That wasn’t like you. But still, even if you didn’t send for reinforcements, you were bound to be displeased with him; or even outright angry. And in all honesty, he couldn’t exactly blame you for that if you did happen to react with bitterness upon seeing him again. He had been a sorry excuse for a husband after all, so your anger would be justified. 

“It doesn’t matter how long you’re staying. You need to look your best if you want to win her back.” His father argued, his fingers caressing past the designer suits hung on the closet rack, shuffling by each one to find something suitable for his son to wear. 

“Win her back?” Kenji let out a dry laugh, a little shocked by his father’s confidence in the success of that likelihood. “I don’t know about that, Dad. What makes you so sure she’d even want me back?” 

The old man looked up, his eyes narrowing at his son with confusion; not appreciating the negative self-talk he was hearing. “Why wouldn’t she want you back?” 

Kenji crossed his arms and shifted his weight, his shoulder leaning against the doorway of the walk-in closet, letting an apprehensive laugh escape his lips. “I don’t know, maybe because I practically ditched her in favor of my baseball career.” His tone was diffident as he spoke, clearly stemming from a lack of self-confidence on the subject. “I mean, I don’t think most women want to feel like a single woman in their own marriage.” He spoke with a smile, shrugging his shoulders as he tried to laugh it off.

It was a force of habit for Kenji to downplay things; pretending not to care and masking his insecurities behind that veil of charisma he often resorted to. After all the years he spent bottling things up for interviews and fan events, it was basically second nature for him now. It was his retreat, a desperate attempt at control. An effort to save face and convince others that he wasn’t hurting, as if his heart wasn’t twisting with guilt and anxiety. He had a reputation to uphold as a legend, not some frail human being. 

But his father wasn’t convinced. He knew him better than that. And no amount of humor could reassure a worried parent. 

“But she won’t feel like that, not anymore.” The old man spoke, shifting his weight on that cane once again so he could slowly make his way back over towards his son who stood in the doorway. “You’ve changed, Kenji. Don’t discredit yourself and the progress you’ve made by pretending you’re the same man you were five years ago.” He spoke with such conviction, such confidence in his son’s transformation and maturity; much more than Kenji himself could ever claim to have. “You’ve worked hard to get where you are now, and I have no doubt she’ll recognize that. Even if it may take a little while.” He lifted his hand to give his son a soft pat on the back, his thumb gently digging into Kenji’s shoulder. His grip was strong despite his old age, and his gaze was a mix between affection and seriousness. 

The warm smile on his father’s face was a touching sight, a reminder of the diligent effort they’ve both put in over the last few years to improve their broken relationship. In the past, Kenji never noticed anything more than guilt and shame whenever his father looked at him, but now his gaze was tender and encouraging. A testament to the healthy relationship they now maintained as father and son. 

Having such natural and pleasant interactions with his father was not something that Kenji had previously thought possible, but it was his new normal now; and had been for the past five years. It didn’t happen overnight of course, there was a lot of resentment and grudges to work through first, but, they got there in the end, didn’t they? After so many years of missed calls and absences from holiday gatherings, Kenji and his father finally achieved the wholesome bond they’d always strived for. 

Foolish or not, that reality gave Kenji some hope towards his pursuit to win back his ex-wife. She may hate him at first, she may refuse to forgive him in the beginning, but hopefully, with time and patience, their relationship could be revived; just like Kenji had done with his father. 

“Thanks Dad.” Kenji’s expression softened, his hand lifting to rest atop his father’s, returning his affectionate pat. “I think I needed that.” He spoke, a vulnerable smile stringing across his lips. 

“You’re welcome.” His father returned the smile, his head tilting in a heartfelt manner. “But that’s beside the point.” The old man’s voice reentered the air in a quick and hurried manner, his body turning away with the help of his cane and retreating back into the closet, returning to the luxury suits he was inspecting earlier. “We still need to pick your suit.” His fingers brushed across the fabrics as he spoke, evaluating both appearance and quality as he sifted through them. When his eyes finally settled upon what he deemed to be a suitable option, he gently grabbed the hanger and carefully pulled the suit off the rack, turning it so Kenji could see. “You’ll wear this one.” 

Kenji’s eyes shifted up and down, scanning the suit his father was holding out to him. It was a black suit jacket with pants to match, underneath the set adorned a grey vest and black tie to complete the look. It was one of his more expensive suits, one that gave off a classier feel than the others. It was definitely a head turner, and if his ex-wife saw him in that it couldn’t hurt his chances of winning her back. 

Kenji smiled and nodded his head, speaking in agreement. “I’ll make sure to pack it.” 

“So, Miss L/N,” The woman smiled at you, her legs crossed as she sat up in the chair, making sure to appear sophisticated in front of the large audience. “Tell us about the ending of your book.” She spoke, her tone intrigued, as if she was genuinely interested in hearing your answers instead of simply maintaining a perky façade for the reporters. “Most romance novels end with a happy ending, but in yours, the couple goes their separate ways. Why did you decide to do that? Are you planning to write a sequel to continue their love story?” 

“Well,” you began with a smile, clearing your throat softly, trying not to let your nervousness show in front of a room full of attentive ears. “I’m not entirely sure yet if I want to do a sequel. I think the ending is fine just the way it is for now.” You spoke, your eyes fixated on the interviewer, hardly able to even see the audience with the stage lights centered around you. 

“I agree.” The woman spoke up immediately, her body leaning forward with interest. “So many romance novels end with some cheesy happy ending where the guy and the girl get back together. It’s overdone. We need more of these types of stories, where the woman finds her worth elsewhere instead of from the male lead.” She rambled on, her voice passionate and eager, as if this was a topic she’d invested a lot of thought and credence into. 

“Oh, yeah,” you laughed a bit awkwardly, not really sure what to say in response to her subtle projection of a “strong independent woman” agenda. It was clear she had taken on a more rancorous point of view, convinced that the ending of your story was a push for women empowerment rather than the simple decision to conclude it as an open-ended denouement; as if to say “who knows what will happen in their futures.” 

“I feel like the ending really resonated with you in your own way, I’m glad to know you enjoyed it.” You spoke politely, not wanting to spoil her fun by correcting her interpretation of your novel’s conclusion. Everyone has the right to elucidate their own version of a story, that’s the beauty of literature. And who were you to rectify her? 

“Of course I enjoyed it!” The woman said with a smile, turning towards the audience now as she continued. “I think everyone enjoyed it, right?” She stated, the crowd responding with murmurs and hums that formed a collective “yes.” “See?” She turned back towards you as she laughed, her expression still bright and cheerful. 

You gave her a gracious smile in response, squinting under the glow of the stage lights as you looked out over the sea of people. “I appreciate everyone’s support and feedback. This book was very personal for me and so I’m happy to know that you guys appreciated it.” 

The crowd responded with applause, some people shouting compliments, others cheering. The interviewer let the audience express their support for a moment before she spoke up again. “Are there any questions for Miss L/N?” She asked, her inquiry reciprocated with a show of hands from the crowd. 

One by one, the interviewer chose people to stand, allowing them to voice their thoughts. Some people asked questions about the book itself, while most of the reporters probed about your personal life, anxious to get the latest scoop on any private affairs you were attempting to keep silent.

You answered their questions politely, successfully changing the topic each time someone asked something a bit too invasive. You had dealt with their interrogative tactics before, and you weren’t intimidated by it. You had grown accustomed to simply “smiling and nodding” throughout their inquiries. However, that smile abruptly faded when the next person was chosen to stand and ask their question. Your heart felt like it stopped the moment you heard that voice, his voice. One you hadn’t heard in over five years.

“Miss L/N, I’m curious to know. You said this book was very personal for you. Does that mean you wrote it based off events that happened in your life?” 

The breath seemed to escape your lungs; your body paused in place as you sat in the cushioned chair on stage.

Was that really him? No, no it couldn’t be. Why would it be? 

You cleared your throat, trying to remain calm, convincing yourself that you were just imagining things. That wasn’t him, just someone with the exact same voice. And as you squinted past the harsh stage lighting, peering out into the crowd to prove your negation, you realized the man had the same exact face too. 

“Um...” You stuttered, feeling a wave of emotions rushing towards the shoreline of your sanity. Shock, bitterness, resentment, hope, longing, anger. Your mind was an assortment of emotions, brewed together into a cocktail of unresolved feelings. 

You recognized his hair, his build, his stupid trademark smirk as he stared at you from the crowd. You didn’t understand why he was here, what he could possibly want after all these years, but there was no denying who he was. The man you divorced five years ago: Ken Sato.

The silence was deafening, your discomfort apparent despite your attempts to remain calm. “Well, um...” You tried to get ahold of yourself. There were reporters in the same room as the two of you, watching your every move. If they sensed drama occurring before their eyes, they’d be sure to rehash it in their most recent article; and then the birth of a juicy news story would commence. You refused to give them a reason to suspect a history between you and the man standing in the audience. You wouldn’t let yourself become “Ken Sato’s past fling” in the latest headline. You had to sedate your anxieties and answer the question, without giving way to any suspicion. 

“I apologize, I didn’t realize you were a fan of my work, Mr. Sato.” You spoke with an artificial laugh, trying to play the situation off as humorous. You smiled at him, attempting to hide your discomfort by faking a flattered façade in front of a crowd of intense staring.

There were murmurs amongst the audience, people whispering and pointing, clearly recognizing him as the famous baseball heartthrob. 

He stared you down with a grin, that nonchalant manner of his bringing back a variety of memories from your repressed marriage. “As shocking as it may be, I like to indulge occasionally.” He chuckled, his head tilting as he gazed at you, almost fondly. “Your work feels very relatable, that’s why I wanted to know if you wrote your book based off true events.” 

Your eyes suddenly widened at his words, realizing what he was getting at. You had been so preoccupied with panic at his unexpected presence that his question hadn’t even registered until now. He wanted to know if your book was written in resemblance to your marriage with him, you understood that now. A sense of bitterness engulfed your heart at his attempt to interrogate you here and now, in front of everyone. Even though you two were the only people aware of the history between you both, you didn’t appreciate his efforts to pry information out of you by use of subtle wording. You straightened your posture, your expression becoming firmer and more guarded now. You weren’t going to let history repeat itself, you refused to be tormented by him again.

“No, Mr. Sato. My novel does not reflect my life in any way, it is simply fiction.”  You knew it was a lie, and by the look in his eyes as he stood in the audience, you figured he knew it too. But even so, you refused to admit it, to give him the satisfaction of hearing it out loud. 

It wasn’t clear whether she sensed the tension between you both, or if she simply realized they needed to wrap things up, regardless, the interviewer spoke up, her tone enthusiastic as she encouraged Ken to sit down. “If that is all the questions you have, Mr. Sato, I believe there are other people waiting.” The woman spoke with a smile, making you feel relieved at the change of topic. 

“Of course. Please, continue.” Ken spoke, nodding his head politely before taking a seat once more. 

You were thankful for the chance to breathe at least, to allow yourself a moment of recovery before you had to answer the next person’s question. You tried to stay focused on getting through the interview, your eyes fixated on the woman in the chair next to you as she spoke. You didn’t dare look out over that audience once again, in fear that your eyes would meet with someone you thought would’ve remained a memory of your past. 

You didn’t understand why he was here, why he would show up after all this time; and at one of your book tour events no less. How did he even find out you’d be here? I guess, if he was following the tour dates, he could’ve easily figured that out. But still, the question of “why” was a mystery in and of itself. Like some annoying pop song repeating in your mind for the next few hours. 

What reason could he possibly have for coming back, had something been leaked to the news that you didn’t realize? How long was he planning on being around? Was this some cheap attempt to rekindle a past love for the sake of entertainment during his stay in America? Or worse, had he come back to gloat? 

Whatever his reasoning was, it had your brain scrambling to stay focused throughout the entirety of the interview. Just ten more minutes, two more minutes, ten more seconds until finally, you heard the words “thank you so much for joining us, we’ll see you next time” and you knew you were finally free. You walked backstage almost immediately after that, praying you’d avoid any further confrontation with the man you so desperately hoped to avoid. Unfortunately, it seems your prayers weren’t answered this time around, because just as you made your way to the back parking lot, speed walking towards your car, a voice made your heart clench in panic. 

“Got time to sign an autograph?” 

You paused, your heels scraping against the pavement as you came to a halt in the middle of the parking lot. You knew there was no getting out of this, he would just follow you to your car if you kept walking, he was stubborn and self-entitled like that. Better to just get the hard part over with and see what he wants instead of letting the questions continue to torment you. That way, at least you’d know what he was here for, and could prepare some sort of restraining order in case he came back for selfish reasons.

So, reluctantly, you turned your head, your eyes falling upon the silhouette of the man you once called your husband. You could seem him better now in the daylight, rather than the dim view you had earlier in the auditorium. And though you wouldn’t admit it, he looked good. Better in fact. He had always been attractive, that much was certain. But as he approached you now, with that fitted shirt and those business casual slacks, you felt your cheeks beginning to heat up; and that sense of determination to drive him away seemed to be forgotten momentarily. 

“…Hello Ken. It’s been a while.” You managed out a response, trying your best to sound calm and nonchalant. 

“Yeah, it has.” He walked up to you, stepping closer than you assumed he would. “I see you’re doing well. Bestselling author, huh?” 

“Oh...” You paused for a moment, expecting some sort of interrogation instead of this casual conversation that was currently taking place. “yeah... yeah it’s been a wild ride.” You let out a laugh, trying to take the edge off your awkwardness. 

He was staring at you fondly, as if the two of you were old friends just catching up; as if your marriage hadn’t ended in shouting and a slam of the front door. 

“Listen, uh...” He shifted his weight a bit, slipping a hand in the pocket of his dress pants. “I don’t know if you’re busy, but, I’m in town this week and so,” He looked up, his eyes fixated on you, analyzing every slight change in your facial expressions as he continued. “If you’re free, it would be nice to grab a drink or something.”

You felt your heart race at his words, shock and confusion filling the entirety of your brain, leaving you dumfounded before him. 

He wanted to go out? To “catch up?” Why? Did he need something? Was this a genuine attempt at resurrecting your failed marriage? Or had your newfound fame and social status brought him back instead? 

You couldn’t tell. He seemed to be acting friendly, friendlier than you expected. But then again, this was your arrogant, self-absorbed, ex-husband we were referring to here. This couldn’t have been genuine, could it? 

Could so much really have changed in the past five years? Could he really be a different person now than the one you divorced back then? 

I guess it’s possible, but, then again, the only way to know for sure was to accept his offer, and you weren’t exactly ready to take that chance just yet. 

“Um, I’m on tour actually, so I’m gonna be pretty busy this whole week.” 

It wasn’t a lie, at least; you had your schedule full of book signings and fan events almost every day this week. You knew you could’ve probably squeezed in an hour or two just to have a couple drinks with him, but, you weren’t exactly eager to prioritize someone who never reciprocated your effort in the past. 

“Oh, okay.” He glanced away, his hand reaching to caress the nape of his neck a bit awkwardly. “Yeah, I get it. Just, um…” He paused for a moment, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly. “Just let me know if you have some free time, okay?” 

“Yeah, sure.” You smiled nervously, trying to sound polite. “I just... I gotta be somewhere right now.” You clutched your purse a bit tighter around your fingers as you began to take a step back, trying to escape from your ex-husband’s advances. “But um… I’ll see you later.” 

He didn’t move, he didn’t try to prolong the conversation. He simply nodded and lifted his hand to give you a subtle wave. “Yeah, see you.” He spoke, his tone sounding a bit defeated, as if he could tell you were just turning him down nicely. 

You almost felt bad after seeing that hint of despondency in his gaze, but you didn’t act on it. You smiled politely and turned away, heading across the parking lot to retreat to your vehicle. A breath of relief escaped your lips the moment you shut the car door, feeling safe in confines of the automobile. 

What a day this had turned out to be.

But you didn’t dwell on it for too long. You actually did have somewhere to be, and as you pulled out your phone from your purse, you realized you should get going before you risked being late. So, after switching the gear shift into reverse and pulling out of your parking spot, you drove off, leaving a more somber version of your ex-husband behind to watch as you exited the parking lot.

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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~

----

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.

[druap]

Hii- I...☝️🥹 um, I don't actually quite know what to say to my idol. But believe me when I say I am absolutely besotted by your art 🫶💐

I actually got introduced to your page via your COD Valentine's Day cards, and have been stalking your account consuming your art like a hungry fella since then.

Did you know: You actually inspired me and my IRL friends to do art? :3 If you don't mind, any tips for self-learning beginners? 📝

And, sorry if this is a whole lot to read—just wanted to let you know that you are such a great artist! And I hope you know that. Great is an understatement, though 🙂‍↕️

omg??? thank you so much qwq it seriously means a lot to me!! <3

a small heads up, i'm not a pro or an art teacher, so these tips are just based on my own experience as a self-taught artist:

just draw. sounds simple, but practice really does make perfect. i always struggle with motivation at the beginning of a drawing, but trust me, the flow state kicks in once you get started

references are your best friend! omg, they make such a difference, especially for bigger pieces or anything you're unsure about

learn from other artists, but don’t just copy. figure out how they do things and put your own spin on it. for me, studying comic artists helped a lot with simplifying anatomy in a way that makes sense (im still learning though xD)

don’t overwhelm yourself! focus on one thing at a time. if you’re doing a composition study, don’t get too caught up in tiny details or textures—focus on the big picture first

listen to your body and mental health. take breaks, stretch, and don’t be afraid to step away for a bit. sometimes a quick walk can clear your mind and recharge you

dont compare yourself to anyone but your past self and if you post stuff/have art blog - dont pay that much attention to likes/reblogs n etc, they dont define you or your art

more under the cut!

i also recommend to check out these: again, dont overwhelm yourself with new information, this section is more of an archive/compilation of where you can find some different stuff

YT channels

Sinix Design - I LOVE HIS TUTORIALS SO MUCH.

Ethan Becker - art tips and critisism

Adam Duff LUCIDPIXUL - honestly i dont really know how to describe his content. it feels like an art podcats but more..personal? just check his channel out and you'll see it for yourself

moderndayjames - more animation based but still a lot of helpful tutorials

Dan Beardshaw - found him through anatomy tutorials but he has A LOT MORE than just them, please check him out!!

Videos

this specific video helped me understand that light is not that complicated

in this video, the author shares how they learned art, and i think they nailed the 4th tip perfectly

another lighting video

part 1 of a "how to splash art" series which goes over almost everything you need to know. this series more of a guide cause you still need to go into a depth for each topic but i just have to share it anyways, other parts can be found in the description

Books / Libraries (google drive links)

anatomy for sculptors - helps a lot with anatomy simplification and understanding

a big library with art books and other resources

another library with some books

MORPHO BOOKS!!!

Constructive anatomy by George B.Bradgman

lmk if something doesnt work or you have something else to add!! :]

[hidingoutbackstage]

Resident Evil Tumblr Simulator

☸️ biohazheard Follow

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

💊 raccooncitywasfaked Follow

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

📷 terrasavedd Follow

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

📷 terrasavedd Follow

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

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👩‍🦰 sarahjp Follow

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???

🍒 carryingbradshaw Follow

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

💕 regenblue Follow

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

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💖 biowesbian Follow

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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🐻 don-kinxoite Follow

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

🐶 stolenface Follow

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

🌡️ engineered-kinning Follow

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

🐻 don-kinxiote Follow

horrible information, thank you

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💙 grahamscracker Follow

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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🧬 bowliving Follow

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

☎️ brbabow Follow

a) why is this tagged breaking bad

b) what the fuck is going on

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[northopalshore]

tbh it looks to me like @honey-bitch is copying you and your format

Inspiration vs Copying

𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋ Style can be rather difficult to talk about sometimes, I'm not one to be too prideful of how I look or create my work, though I do appreciate having "individuality" just like anyone else would. Sometimes, a certain flow can be engraved in your head subconsciously when you're an avid enjoyer of something & how it looks or is formatted.

I really don't think that she was intentionally trying to copy me. Mayhaps she just got used to they way I form it from reading my posts. In a way, I am flattered. Still, of course it's not the best thing to do in the long run. I think it's alright when you're first dipping your feet into something; use it as a guide. When you think about it, it's kind of like changing your profile or personality to match a character from a movie or tv show that you like fresh after watching because in a way, you resonate with that character.

Eventually I know everyone'll get a hold of their own flow and aesthethic since, well— that's how it works naturally. You take inspiration, and shape it into something new that aligns with you more.

Even my blog is a collection of the things that I like; movies, perspectives I learned from friends, people I've met and from my time growing up and visiting unique (but also kind of sketchy) blogs and sites available on the internet. I am also an amalgamation of them but not exactly. See?

Same goes with fashion, makeup or cinematography. Inspiration is everywhere, that personal touch and adjustments are what make for something different. YouTube thumbnails usually have it's own scandal of copy & paste when it comes to "mainstream" content, I think it's no different from any other industry.

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I appreciate being able to be someone people recognize just through my work and things that I create alone. To me, that symbolizes true impact when people like you and resonate with what you share & are passionate about.

In a way, they are sharing you. A living proof of your existence.

If my work and findings are able to ignite something in even just one person, then I think I've done right in a way.

I think it'd be a bit egotistical of me to assume that anyone is directly copy & pasting aesthetics when technically, I don't own the images or headers (like 90%) is from Pinterest so I don't have the right to be personally mad.

Unless— it's a clear copy paste of my work itself & stripping it from it's source to benefit yourself whether for money or clout (like the ones on TikTok whom I immensely detest at the moment). Please don't do that.

Also, there's usually a tremendous dichotomy between straight up copying and inspiration. ( Usually it's very obvious like them trying to erase the original creator or person they were stripping that "personality" from or pretending they were that way from the start). I personally don't see that from her at all.

Thank you for considering my thoughts, since now I'm able to talk about this topic in general. I hope it reaches all that needs to hear or listen, since well people tend to get a lot of hate for something like this or have it misunderstood no matter which industry or community it's coming from. Inspiration is good, but lifeless copying is not. Though of course each creator is entitled to their own beliefs in the end.

In conclusion,

I believe everything that lives and breathes and creates art is naturally going to be a sponge. Absorbing little bits of different things that aligns with their soul to build upon a true self in the future.

Also side note, I don't wanna be that one lady that said Ariana "stole" her song flow for 7 rings. Pls help cause I don't wanna have that in my digital footprint.

p.p/s: here were my early tumblr inspirations, they are accounts that I used to frequent on end up clicking on while either going down some sort of rabbit hole or just stumbled into through curiosity over a single placement. I posted them very early into my posting days. Again, I never intended on posting or having my own blog in the first place so being here still feels like a bit of a (mush)shroom trip lol. I'd like to think a part of them will live on through me as well. So as the creators on YouTube, Lindaland, Curious Cat , reddit & even literally the people I've met offline because they've unknowingly provided me with much thread to connect things I would have otherwised been blind towards. Also, this blog has allowed me to interact with people I never thought I would have otherwise! It's crazy how life works.

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That's all ʕ⁠ ⁠•⁠ᴥ⁠•⁠ʔ♡

[scam-alerts]

Introduction - updated 5/10/25

Looking for something specific related to a scam?

Don't want to scroll?

Check out the Index of scam awareness posts I've made!

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1. Purpose

This blog is to serve as public documentation to any and all tumblr users who visit to make them aware of known scams circulating the internet, as well as accounts that are running PayPal donation/aid scams and/or other scams that I (and others!) can 100% verify are scams. I will be providing any and all documented evidence of how and why accounts listed here are scams.

2. Evidence

Evidence in calling out these scams will include things such as:

Username changes in an attempt to make others think that they are a different/new person.

Images of them changing their 'real name' repeatedly.

Alternate accounts running the same scam.

Alternate accounts running different scams. (but the same scammer)

PayPal.me names that are being used with these accounts. (this is information they list themselves. Nobody is being doxed)

3. Resources

With every post I make detailing a scam, I will try my best to provide resources on identifying the scam, how to avoid it, and if possible, ways to recover from it. This information will be written and provided by fellow tumblr users, myself, and from trusted websites such as Bitdefender, fbi.gov, ect.

Here's a good post on some scams I haven't covered:

Helpful guides on how to spot scams. (by @kyra45)

Notable blogs to follow:

@kyra45 - If it's a scam, she's got a post on it. :) @u-reblogged-a-scam - Another scam identifying blog.

@ai-art-thieves - Scams + AI busting? Couldn't ask for a better blog. @is-it-ai-art - Need help identifying AI? This blog can help with that.

4. Ask Box / Submissions / DM's

My ask box is always open to questions, concerns, or links to users you think may be scammers. However, before sending me an ask or a DM please read the following:

Do not, I repeat, do not send me asks/DM's saying anything akin to the following, as this type of behavior will not be tolerated:

"I found a scam, please look into this blog. <link>. This person has to be a scammer because no real person from Gaza/<insert country> would be posting/using tumblr all day to promote a gofundme/campaign website by sending asks/DM's all day."

"This person is totally a scammer because Gofundme/paypal/<campaign website> ect... doesn't work in <country>!! It has to be a scam!! Everybody knows <website> doesn't work there! Boost please!!"

I am not in any rightful position to validate/vet any blog that has a campaign for fundraising or one that may also use PayPal. The use of PayPal along side a fundraiser is usually so they can get funds quicker or because gofundme banned their campaign because of assholes reporting it as not being 'legit'.

This does not mean they are running a scam.

If you can't show me any evidence of it being a scam other than saying: 'well so and so said it's a scam' or 'I heard from x blog that all mutual aid blogs are a scam' or 'well <thing> doesn't work in-' I'm deleting your ask or blocking you.

This information was started and spread by hateful people. if you don't like getting asks or DM's, just block and ignore. But don't spread hate and be a spiteful person too.

Please read this post for more information on this.

Thank you.

Types of issues/topics you can ask me about in asks or DM's:

if someone asking to buy your art as a NFT is a scam.

If someone with a blank blog offering you money for free is a scam.

If an account under a week old asking for Paypal donations is a scam.

If someone who wants to be friends out of the blue and then asks you for discord/whatsapp is a scammer. (hint: magical 8ball says yes.)

If someone selling HRT, Weed, Job listings, ect is a scammer.

General questions about all kinds of scams are welcome! I might not have all the answers, obviously, but I can definitely help you find resources. :)

---- Final thoughts: Trust your gut. Do your research. Make sure to look up usernames and copy/paste asks into tumblr's search bar to see if other accounts are using the same story. Especially in the case of blogs asking for just paypal.

If you have doubts about the legitimacy of the asks you receive from people asking for mutual aid, I'd suggest checking out this post or this post by @el-shab-hussein. (someone who is Palestinian and is also well trusted amongst scam busters like @kyra45 and myself), which contains links to vetted/verified fundraisers for both Ghazzan families and Sudanese families. :)

---- Current list of documented scammers: Part 3

Archived for reference: Part 1 and Part 2

Some notes from the blog owner below:

Hi everyone! @slenbee here!

First I'd like to note that:

This blog is not in any way affiliated with, or run by tumblr staff.

I do not ask for money in any shape or form for what I do, nor would I ever. I wouldn't feel right accepting money for something I feel should be easily accessable public knowledge to begin with.

Plus I don't want scammers knowing my personal information. :p

To give a small back story about myself:

I'm simply a user who joined tumblr in 2014 that got into liking scam related content about 2-3 years ago. It started with watching the youtuber/streamer Kitboga who's known for the rather infamous 'DO NOT REDEEM' clip. If you've never seen it, it's definitely a classic in the scammer rage history books. (loud warning btw)

From him I learned about other youtubers that covered scams, and so I got into watching channels like ScammerPayback, TrilogyMedia, JimBrowning, TheTekkitRealm, and Tranium.

The last two being more for comedic purposes than more serious ones listed prior. ;)

Seeing so many people fall for scams made me realize something.

There's.. not enough public information out there about them, or how they work. That's why people fall or it so often.

And I want to try and help change that.

Here's some of my past personal experiences:

My grandma almost fell for a scam on the phone pretending to be her bank and I was able to explain to her how and why it was a scam and how it worked, and she was able to avoid it.

An older friend of mine on discord who plays a mobile game with me nearly fell for the Norton Lifelock email scam, and in mentioning offhand that they weren't sure if this 'email was legit', i was able to save them and let them know that emails like that were scams.

Another friend of mine nearly fell for the 'click this link and play our mobile game and we'll give you free in game credits for trying it!' scam, which ends up being a virus that steals your data.

And, well, there was the incident recently with Roblox and Youtube doing literally fuck all to ban a Free Robux scammer who was using a 3rd party website to literally phish information out of children and possibly install a virus on their computer. But y'know 'we can't do anything about stuff that happens off our website.' 🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄

And thus Bee's internal flame to document and bust scams was lit.🔥

I feel any and all information about scams should be public and available to anyone and everyone in an easily digestible manner that people can understand. It shouldn't be something that's tucked away in a private page you have to search for or go 5 pages deep into google just to find because the first 3 pages are full of sponsor links or unhelpful FAQ pages that don't answer your questions at all.

And don't get me started on AI bots answering questions...

So thus, I made this blog! I try to document scams here the best I can, and if you can't find information here, you can find it under my scam tag on my main blog.

That's about all for now. If you have any questions or comments, my DM's are always open. :)

Take care and have a good day.

[sanakiras]

MASTERLIST !

these works contain mature content. read at your own risk. minors please don’t interact!

keep in mind you are responsible for the content you consume. warnings are included at the top of every fic. don’t like, don’t read. thank you!

disclaimer! — please note all these works are fiction and in no way intended as sexualization of these idols nor am i claiming to make an accurate depiction of the way they are in real life. they are just placeholders for characters.

works published on this blog are seventeen fics only. for my other (non-kpop) works, please refer to my ao3.

reader is always female (she/her) in all of my works.

requests are closed. suggestions are always welcome.

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[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, My Beautiful Man 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 and the second book are done and I started to work on book 4, Mamanaranai Kare that was published in Japan at the end of October 2024. I also translated several stories from Interlude and plan to do at least one more, and maybe some others for some holidays.

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 (completed). I don't make Deepl translations for this since the official English release finally came out in December.

Stories from the Interlude. A number of stand-alone stories from the collection of them called "Interlude". The book has a total of 15 stories, and I probably won't translate it in its entirety, but I've dones the ones that I personally liked. 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.

Book 4 "Mamanaranai Kare" continues where book 3 left off. Ongoing. Usually I can manage at least one update per month, sometimes more, and I plan to divide the whole book into 12 parts. Each part will have a link to an English version which is machine-translated but with all mistranslations corrected by me.

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.

[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.

[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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[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

[local-loudmouth]

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.”

[myloveforhergoeson]

hi friends

as i said in this post, it's well overdue the btr bloggers on this site had some time where we just flat-out told each other how much we appreciate each other!

whether you share your own thoughts about the show, write, draw, make edits, or simply lurk - we all make this small fandom go round! and i'd love it if this SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 1ST - we took some time to let each other know!

below the cut, please find some messages you can copy and paste to leave in the ask box, the comment section, someone's dms, etc of your favorite btr creators/mutuals/followers/accounts. ideally, this doesn't even stay on tumblr, regardless if other fans don't know about it. take these messages to ao3, Instagram, wattpad, bluesky, anywhere where you follow someone who posts btr content you appreciate!

and finally, every fandom could use a day like this honestly. i do not care if someone copies this entire post and spreads it into their own circles. in fact - PLEASE do!

thank you for listening - everything you may need is under here!! <3

hi again - a quick note from me: please find a handful of copy and paste messages to send to your fav btr creators... but more than anything i encourage you to send your own kind words and praises to them first!!! i know that words can be hard, and sending something to someone you don't know can be scary, so if you do so require, using the templates is just fine :) i'll break them up into content sections below. if i missed any, or anyone has some of their own to share, please add on!!

general

got a fav btr blogger and you just don't know what to say to them? look no farther, i've got you covered! starting out from basic statements and going on to more specific with some fill in the blank elements :3 - hey! i love your btr posts, they always make me laugh! - i need all your btr posts on my blog IMMEDIATELY!!! - your btr posts have helped inspire me to make my own! - your btr headcannons are so interesting, they've helped me understand my favorite characters in a new way! - [SPECIFIC BTR POST] lives in my head rent free! - [SPECIFIC PIECE OF BTR CONTENT] is awesome! - your post about [SPECIFIC BTR HEADCANON] really got me thinking... do you have any more thoughts to share? i'd love to hear them! - reblog your fav btr posts again!!!!

for fic writers

someone's btr fic leave a lasting impression on you? love someone's analyzed a character and their dynamic? put your favorite character in a Situation? written ship content? or oc content? or x reader content? doesn't matter if it was written when the show first came out or if it was written yesterday - let them know either here or on their preferred writing platform! - i always look forward to your next writing project! - [SPECIFIC STORY] is one of my favorite btr works ever! - i love the way you write [CHARACTER/DYNAMIC/SHIP ETC] - i'm subscribed to all your writing platforms - i never miss a story! - this [LINE/PARAGRAPH/THEME IN STORY ETC] in your [WORK] really spoke to me! - your [CROSSOVER/AU/CANON-DIVERGENCE] was so interesting! i loved seeing the characters in a new setting! - writers love questions about their work... ever wonder why they wrote something a certain way or diverged from canon to make something true? ask them!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! - reblog and share links to your favorite stories on your own blog!! - has someone ever made something for one of YOUR written works? let them know how much you appreciate it too!!

for editers

from videos, to gifs, to fanmixes, to posters, to meme makers and soooo much more, there are no shortage of wonderful editers in our circle!! ever wanted to tell them how much you loved their stuff? now's your big chance!!!!!!! - can't stop thinking about that [CHARACTER/SHIP/ETC] edit you made! the clips and song you chose matched them perfectly! - the gifsets you posted of [SCENE/CHARACTER/SHIP/ETC] were beautiful! i can tell you put a lot of time and effort into making them - i am obsessed with your [CHARACTER/SHIP/ETC] fanmix!! the songs were well chosen - i've found some new favs through the playlist!! - your btr edited memes always make me laugh! - reblog your favorite works to you blog again! - if you have questions about the programs the person used, what inspired their choices, how long it took them - ask!!!!! ask!!!!!!!!!!!!! - someone ever make an edit based off of something you said or made? be sore to let them know how much it meant to you!

for artists

be it from the basics of pencil and paper all the way up to some fancy digital program, we love our artists regardless of their medium!! someone make a piece of fan art you love? comics you can't get enough of? drew your fav in just the right way? or depicted an oc or self-insert you adore? they deserve to know!!!!! - your artwork is so beautiful! [SPECIFIC PIECE] is my favorite! - this artstyle is so unique - i love seeing my favorite characters drawn this way - you depict [CHARACTER/SCENE/SHIP/ETC] so well! it's gorgeous! - the time and dedication you put into your craft is clear - your artwork is incredible! - want to learn more about this artist's choices or medium? ask!! - be sure to reblog your fav pieces to your blog again! - has anyone made a piece of art based on something you've made? tell them how thankful you are for it!!!!!

i know there are MANY more categories of fandom blogger out there, but i believe this covers the main types. please feel free to add on your own categories if you feel so inclined :3

while these are all intended for the ask box, dms, or comment section, if you want to make a post, be sure to tag the specific people you want to appreciate!! and if everyone uses the tag:

#btr creator appreciation day 2025

we'll all have a nice collection of everything everyone shared (on tumblr at least!)

that's all i have for now, so i'll step down off my soap box. see yall SATURDAY FEBRUARY 1ST!!!!!!!!!!!! <333

(tagging those who seemed interested: @icegirl2772 @fiyero3305 @happinessismagicc @partiallypearl @day-dreams22 @naquey @invadericee @uncarved-turnip @elitheidiot1 @cant-get-enough-btr-forever @bunnyfern)