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jcmarchi · 3 months ago

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William Falcon, Founder and CEO of Lightning AI – Interview Series

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William Falcon, Founder and CEO of Lightning AI – Interview Series

Lightning AI is the creator of PyTorch Lightning, a framework designed for training and fine-tuning AI models, as well as Lightning AI Studio. PyTorch Lightning was initially developed by William Falcon in 2015 while he was at Columbia University. It was later open-sourced in 2019 during his PhD at NYU and Facebook AI Research, under the guidance of Kyunghyun Cho and Yann LeCun. In 2023, Lightning AI launched Lightning AI Studio, a cloud platform that enables coding, training, and deploying AI models directly from a browser with no setup required.

As of today, PyTorch Lightning has surpassed 130 million downloads, and AI Studio supports over 150,000 users across hundreds of enterprises.

What inspired you to create PyTorch Lightning, and how did this lead to the founding of Lightning AI?

As the creator of PyTorch Lightning, I was inspired to develop a solution that would decouple data science from engineering, making AI development more accessible and efficient. This vision grew from my experiences as an undergrad at Columbia, during my PhD at NYU, and work at Facebook AI Research. PyTorch Lightning quickly gained traction in both academia and industry, which led me to found Lightning AI (initially Grid.ai) in 2019. Our goal was to create an “operating system for artificial intelligence” that could unify the fragmented AI development ecosystem. This evolution from PyTorch Lightning to Lightning AI reflects our commitment to simplifying the entire AI lifecycle, from development to production, enabling researchers and engineers to build end-to-end ML systems in days rather than years. The Lightning AI platform is the culmination of this vision, aiming to make AI development as straightforward as driving a car, without requiring deep knowledge of complex underlying technologies.

Can you share the story behind the transition from Grid.ai to Lightning AI and the vision driving this evolution?

The transition from Grid.ai to Lightning AI was driven by the realization that the AI development ecosystem needed more than just a scalable training solution. We initially launched Grid.ai in 2020 to focus on cloud-based model training. However, as the company grew and we listened to user feedback, we recognized the need for a comprehensive, end-to-end platform that could address the fragmented and time-consuming nature of AI development. This insight led to the creation of Lightning AI, a unified solution that goes beyond training to include serving and other critical components of the AI lifecycle. Our evolution reflects a vision to simplify and streamline the entire AI development process, reducing the time and resources required for machine learning initiatives and honoring the growing community of developers who had come to rely on our tools.

How do you envision the future of AI development, and what role does Lightning AI play in shaping that future?

I envision a future where AI development is democratized and accessible to everyone, not just large tech companies or specialized researchers. At Lightning AI, we’re working to shape this future by creating a unified platform that simplifies the entire AI lifecycle. Our goal is to make building AI applications as easy as building a website, eliminating the need for extensive engineering knowledge or expensive infrastructure. We believe that by providing tools that handle the complexities of AI development – from data preparation and model training to deployment – we can unleash a new wave of innovation. Lightning AI aims to be the catalyst for this change, enabling individuals and organizations of all sizes to bring their AI ideas to life quickly and efficiently. Ultimately, we see a future where AI becomes a ubiquitous tool for problem-solving across all industries, and Lightning AI is at the forefront of making this vision a reality.

With PyTorch Lightning, you’ve aimed to reduce boilerplate code in AI research. How do you balance simplicity with the flexibility that advanced researchers require?

Our approach with PyTorch Lightning has always been to strike a delicate balance between simplicity and flexibility. We’ve designed the framework to eliminate boilerplate code and standardize best practices, which significantly speeds up development and reduces errors. However, we’re keenly aware that advanced researchers need the ability to customize and extend functionality. That’s why we’ve built Lightning with a modular architecture that allows researchers to easily override default behaviors when needed. We provide high-level abstractions for common tasks, but we also expose lower-level APIs that give full control over the training process. This design philosophy means that beginners can get started quickly with sensible defaults, while experienced researchers can dive deep and implement complex, custom logic. Ultimately, our goal is to remove the tedious aspects of AI development without imposing constraints on creativity or innovation. We believe this balance is crucial for advancing AI research while making it more accessible to a broader community of developers and scientists.

What are some of the most significant technological advancements you see coming in AI development over the next few years, and how is Lightning AI preparing for them?

In the coming years, I anticipate significant advancements in AI that will revolutionize how we develop and deploy models. We’re likely to see more efficient training methods, improved model compression techniques, and breakthroughs in multi-modal learning. Edge AI and federated learning will become increasingly important as we push for more privacy-preserving and resource-efficient solutions. At Lightning AI, we’re preparing for these shifts by building a flexible, scalable platform that can adapt to emerging technologies. We’re focusing on making our tools compatible with a wide range of hardware accelerators, including specialized AI chips, to support diverse computing environments. We’re also investing in research and development to integrate new algorithms and methodologies as they emerge. Our goal is to create an ecosystem that not only keeps pace with these advancements but also helps democratize access to them, ensuring that cutting-edge AI capabilities are available to researchers and developers of all levels, not just those at large tech companies.

Your background spans academia, military service, and entrepreneurship. How have these diverse experiences influenced your approach to leading an AI company?

My time in special operations taught me to navigate uncertainty, make decisions with limited information, and maintain team morale in challenging situations – skills that translate well to the unpredictable startup environment. My academic experience instilled in me a deep appreciation for rigorous research and innovation. Entrepreneurship taught me to identify market needs and translate innovative ideas into practical solutions. As a Venezuelan immigrant and U.S. military veteran, I’ve developed a global perspective that influences our hiring practices at Lightning AI, where we prioritize diversity and avoid the typical Silicon Valley “tech-bro” culture.

I believe this combination of experiences enables me to lead our company and approach AI development with a holistic view, balancing technological innovation with ethical considerations and societal impact. It’s not just about building cutting-edge AI; it’s about creating technology that benefits society while fostering an inclusive environment where diverse talents can thrive. These experiences have cultivated my belief in creating tools that democratize AI, making it accessible not just to specialized researchers but to a broader community of developers and innovators across various fields.

AI has a significant potential for social impact, which you’ve expressed passion for. How does Lightning AI contribute to using AI for societal good, and what are some examples of this?

At Lightning AI, we are deeply committed to using AI for societal good, and we believe that open source is the key to achieving this. By making AI accessible and transparent, we’re democratizing the technology and ensuring it’s not just in the hands of a few large corporations. Our open-source approach allows researchers, developers, and organizations worldwide to build upon and improve AI models, fostering innovation and collaboration. This transparency is crucial for addressing ethical concerns and biases in AI, as it allows for scrutiny of the datasets and algorithms used.

We’ve seen our technology applied in various fields for social impact, from healthcare projects that use AI for early disease detection to environmental initiatives that leverage machine learning for climate change research. By providing tools that simplify AI development, we’re enabling more people to create solutions for pressing societal issues. Additionally, our commitment to diversity in hiring ensures that we’re bringing varied perspectives to the table, which is essential for developing AI that serves all of society, not just a select few. Ultimately, we see Lightning AI as a catalyst for positive change, empowering a global community to harness AI for the greater good.

Thank you for the great interview, readers who wish to learn more should visit Lightning AI or visit the website of William Falcon.

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mysterialistic · 1 month ago

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Is Cheng Xiaoshi's death a paradox?

Why do I say this? Because of this specific line of dialogue said by Vein:

Specifically, I’m talking about about the “grandfather paradox.” This paradox is one of the most common dilemmas in time travel stories and scenarios. It illustrates a problem arising from the effect of time travel on causality—the principle that a cause must precede its effect. The paradox suggests that a cause is eliminated by its own effect, preventing its own existence and creating a loop of reverse causation. For example, if someone were to travel back in time and prevent their grandfather from meeting their grandmother, they would never be born, which would make it impossible for them to travel back in time in the first place.

In this case, Vein knows that Lu Guang altered the past, so he arrives at the photo studio and shoots Cheng Xiaoshi. However, Vein is probably unaware that this very act will ultimately be the catalyst for the time-traveling events in the first place. This creates a classic “chicken-or-egg” problem: Did Vein kill Cheng Xiaoshi first, or did Lu Guang change the past first?

The actions, effects, and consequences are all interlinked, trapping them in a paradox that Lu Guang is desperately trying to break. Yet, his efforts are inherently contradictory—attempting to prevent Cheng Xiaoshi’s death is the very thing that ensures it happens. This vicious cycle highlights the core dilemma of the grandfather paradox: any attempt to change the past creates a self-defeating loop.

And to support my crazy theory, here’s what Vein’s character description says:

Vein knows what will happen. How? I’m not sure, but my guess is that it has something to do with Liu Xiao—perhaps he provides the information, and Vein acts as the executor. Or maybe it’s connected to Vein’s own powers.

[This is a mess. I might be wrong, and maybe this scene isn’t the first time Cheng Xiaoshi died, but I like paradoxes, so I had some fun writing this lol].

#link click #shiguang daili ren #lu guang #cheng xiaoshi #shiguang #vein #yingdu spoilers

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thefandomsfervent · 12 days ago

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JayVik x Reader Personal Pigments (Part 22) - Cobalt Blue

Ft. Lovey Dovey Jayce perspective, reader stupid yearning, and a visit from Mel <3

Find my imagine that inspired it here. Previous and next chapter will be linked at the bottom.

As much as daily chapters were fun to do, not feasible with my current work schedule. It may move to 2-4 days between releases now. stay tuned and Thank you for reading <3

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Jayce had woken up first, light filtering in through the sheer curtains and thinly slatted blinds. It is bright, almost white in the darkness of the room. The day had to be farther along than it usually was when he awoke, but they had no meetings today. No need to be up early. No real reason to go to the lab right away. So he watches the beams tinged yellow dancing on the blankets covering him and Viktor. He watches as the lines move with each slow breath from his partner. Savoring this moment.

A different tiredness fills him this morning. Muscles not aching by any means but loose from exertion. Viktor’s neck and shoulders littered in lovebites. All that could be hidden by their regulated attire, a kindness that Viktor did not listen to when marking Jayce. Harsh nips from the night before were caught on Jayce’s ears and jaw, welts he was sure would be visible on his throat too. In all their time together Jayce didn’t take Viktor to be so… passionate in his bedroom endeavors. After months of dancing around each other, carefully crossing and redefining boundaries, of pushing and pushing and pushing it took your arrival and your questions to get them here. Jayce could kiss you for that fact alone had he and Viktor not already planned on doing that and much more.

Jayce lets his hand trace Viktor’s face, fingers trailing lightly over the features you called royal. That nose, his lips, Viktor’s jaw, his thick brows. As his finger tips graze each part Jayce recalls every kiss he’s placed there. Thinks about what he loves most about Viktor. Intelligence, his resolve, his snark. His hands, his voice. Thinks about those golden amber eyes that follow his every movement, how Viktor only shows him parts that no one else gets to see. A possessive gnawing at the back of his neck that makes Jayce want to wake Viktor up now and continue their night. But he doesn’t, thoughts straying to you.

Because Viktor also shares some of those parts with you. It was what got them here in the first place. Maybe one day they would have finally acted on their not-so-hidden desires. Him and Viktor were drawn to each other like magnets, it would have happened eventually. Yet your arrival was a catalyst. Being observed meant being aware of their observable behaviors. Made them think through their actions more, at least for Jayce it did. And it made him consider things that he had let the rush of Hextech sweep away. The lingering hands and teasing words that he and Viktor had shared, nights of arguing and soothing that became heated in many ways without crossing the lines they refused to define. And that first day in your studio, where he had seen Viktor look at you the way that he himself knew he had looked at Viktor. Soft smile, adoring eyes, relaxed shoulders. A look he rarely caught Viktor giving him because Viktor kept his walls high. Always on alert.

Realizing that through Viktor’s affection for you that Jayce also had grown to want you by his side. He had admired your drive to work, your creativity, and your passion. All things that he knew that three of you had in common. Jayce knew for certain that after your first week there he wanted to be friends with you at the very least. Proximity was one hell of a drug for fostering any kind of relationship. Something he had to rely on with every aspect of his life. Making a life for himself, for his mother, after his father’s death meant that there was no time for frivolous friendships. Even if he craved them. Even if he desperately wanted to be close to people. But there was the forge, the family business, there was the Academy, there was always something that required his time and his focus. Here in Piltover where he had become entrenched in its way of life it always confused him how people acted. It was difficult to navigate the Academy where people kept their distance to protect their work, where one became set against the world until they needed something.

Then there was Viktor. There was Mel. There was you. All three of you he had wanted something with. Friendship certainly, but there was also a need for this deeper connection. To know. To really know a person. Jayce’s hand stills, at some point he had moved to those tousled locks and he pulled it away to rub his own face. A soft grumble bubbles up from Viktor at the loss.

“Jayce?” Oh how his heart swells. How it beats faster at that tired voice.

“I’m here V.” He can hear the grogginess tinging his own words. A hum is the only acknowledgement he gets from Viktor before he feels that lithe body pull away. Cool air billowing in where the covers are lifted, poofing up the blue blanket. Viktor’s movements are slow and uncalculated, hair flattened on one side and a fluffy mess on the other. That bed head that Jayce could never grow tired of. His back unveiled and Jayce can’t help but sit forward too. Wrapping his arms around Viktor’s waist, pressing his chest to his back, wanting the morning moment to last just a little longer. Another hum, one that Jayce can feel the vibrations of when Viktor leans his head back into the crook of Jayce’s shoulder. Nosing into Jayce’s neck before pulling away.

“What time is it?” Viktor’s question hangs in the air briefly as he starts to get up. And with that Jayce had to concede to the passage of time, had to let Viktor go because it is definitely later than he would be happy with. But the promise of tonight, of tomorrow, of more time together wherever they go soothes the small hurt.

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You’d been at the lab for a couple hours. Usually one of them would have been here by now. “A late night,” you think to yourself while painting, “the coffee is definitely cold now.” As were the pastries and breakfast meats you had brought. It wasn’t the first time they had taken their time getting to the lab. But you had grown used to the unofficial schedule that the three of you had stuck to. Although, it did mean that you wouldn’t have to deal with all those feelings they had stirred up yesterday. Seeing them right away might’ve honestly set you farther behind. Who needs to deal with intimacy issues and guilt when you can throw yourself into your work? Work that was of their lab. In their lab. With them. In the work.

You huff. Work that needs to be done. Your own personal issues aside, there was a job to do. You can look past your feelings for them to do this. Their relationship with each other, with you, won’t make doing this any easier or harder. You just needed to be objective, observational. So what if you noticed the glittering adoration in their eyes or the way their shoulders relaxed around each other. All you had to do was paint that. No need to get involved past the nice and easy friendship you had fostered together. The tell-tale signs of the door opening pulls you from the canvas before you. You hate it, the way that you can feel yourself turn before thinking. The way your chest tightens. Excited to see them. Because you’d been waiting.

The door scrapes along the floor and when it pushes open you’re greeted with a familiar face. But not faces. Councilor Medarda is who comes into the lab. You try to bite back the immediate disappointment. And the shame that follows. “Waiting for them like a dog, ready to wag your tail.”

“Mel, it’s good to see you! Viktor and Jayce aren’t in yet.”

“As I can see. Left you on your lonesome today?” Her graceful steps keep an even time on the floor. Cla-clacking against the tiles as she walks towards you. “Oh if she only knew.”

“Easier for me to work without them anyway,” You don’t even mean to say it. The frustration of your morning making its way out in words that weren’t meant for the audience that received them. She quirks a brow as she sits, a smile lifting up one side of her full lips. You continue to try and save face, “because it’s hard for me to focus. I mean, it’s hard to paint someone one when they’re right there. I. I don’t want them to not like it?” Mel settles by your station before she speaks, taking in your obvious attempts to hide your panic.

“Ofcourse,” is all she gives you. And then a slight chuckle when your shoulders slump in defeat. You were behaving like a love-sick student, a child, not a grown adult meant to work for a living. “They are fond of you. It’s been quite the interesting thing to watch develop.” This time it’s you who looks to her with a question on your face. “Surely you are aware.”

“Aware of what?” You don’t even have time to speak the words before the door pushes open a second time. Mel and you both turn to see Jayce and Viktor walk into the room. Viktor was moving slowly, but still with a pep in his step. And Jayce smiles at the both of you when he trails behind. His collar barely popped in a poor attempt at hiding… hickeys? Lovebites. You give them both a wave hello before facing your painting. “I am aware.”

Mel hums in response, mirth still present when she takes in the men. “Good morning you two.”

A polite “Councilor” from Viktor, and returned “Good morning” from Jayce.

“I was just checking with y/n about schedules. There’s an upcoming gala that is supposed to be for young inventors such as yourself. Could be good if you made an appearance.”

“Wha-?” You didn’t know about their schedules for things like that, much less that there was a gala. It takes a second for you to catch on that she’s providing a conversation. “What day is it again?” It earns you a soft tap from her well-manicured hand. The jewelry she always wears clinking softly with the movement. She lets her hand rest on your shoulder.

“A month or so from today, I’m sure you boys can expect an invitation soon. Wanted to give you ample time to set up something to show.” Mel stands, her hand bracing against you. A gentle squeeze as she leaves to move across the lab.

“Ample time?” Viktor turns to face her, annoyance already coiling in that throat. Jayce is pressing a hand against Viktor’s back before he speaks. Eyes following where she walked to the door.

“What exactly should we be showing? The travel prototype is nowhere near public-eye ready yet.” He does a better job at keeping his voice kind and even. Although his posture is rigid.

“You’ve done more with less time before. Afraid of a challenge?” Her words are directed to them, but her gaze is on you. Eyes twinkling when she steps into the hall.

“A month is barely enough time for a proto-type. Why do they always think that our work appears in the blink of an eye?” Viktor’s disgruntled huffing and Jayce’s soothing words fill the lab while you think. Too many smart and cunning pretty people around. Too many confusing thoughts and feelings to keep track of. Frustration starts bubbling in your gut as you hear the two men talking. Mutterings of alloys and delivery times, materials and work hours. In one ear and out the other, breathing while you try to cool yourself. There was work to be done. Pastries to share.

“You’ll need brain power to get through whatever this weird deadline is.” You gesture to the food and drinks on the table nearby, regretting how closely you had set it up to your station. Jayce wanders over, looking at the meager selection. His charming grin thrown your way as thanks. Viktor himself grabs his coffee first, patting your chair as he walks by.

“You take such good care of us broučku.”

It was going to be a long day.

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totallyhextra · 1 year ago

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People? In MY computer?? It's more likely than you think!

The following is a fanvertisment and is not connected to the show. ****Yet.*** *Also yes, this is the fourth time I'm posting this because TUMBLR WONT LET ME EDIT SPELLING MISTAKES!

ANYWAY,

Once upon a time, back in 1987, Dire Straits put out this music video for “Money for Nothing”, which, as you know, was a song about wanting my MTV.

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The video was made by two guys (Gavin Blair and Ian Pearson) on a very moody computer. After the video went out, these two guys went to a pub:

Ian: “Hey, we should make a whole show like this!”

Gavin: “Dude, making three minutes almost killed us.”

And so it was decided!🎉

The two guys were joined by two other guys (Phil Mitchell and John Grace) and created the Hub, which then became Mainframe Entertainment. They got even more people, and then they all holed up in this hotel.

They were mad lads with a dream: a whole cgi animated show, and they made it happen a whole year before Toy Story!

Behold! ReBoot!

(Yes that fever dream was real)

Now before I get any of this:

Let me lay this down. If you can’t with the animation of the first season because it was CUTTING EDGE IN 1994, you can close your eyes and listen to it. ReBoot wasn’t just a CGI gimmick. The characters are fully developed, the voice actors are peerless, the plot is sharp, and there’s so many easter eggs that you’ll never find them all.

Never

(And yes the episode "Bad Bob" was the actual catalyst for Fury Road. Look it up)

ReBoot is about what life is like in a computer (in the 90s, because it was the 90s) called Mainframe (because of course it is). People are sprites, the guys that look like 1s and 0s are binomes (which represent 1s and 0s). Bad guys are viruses, and the good guy is a Guardian named Bob, who is a certified cinnamon roll.

In the first season the eps are light and self-contained, mainly because there was constant friction between the Mainframe studios and the Board of Standards and Practices.

They still got away with some pretty dark stuff, like Megabyte (virus) making Enzo (the kid) watch his dog get sliced open (dog got away, obviously) , Dot (sprite) have a hallucinatory breakdown, and the fridge horror of realizing the thousands of worm things (nulls) that plunged off a bridge to their death were actually people.

And Hex's (virus

best girl) scary face single-handedly traumatized an entire generation. 🙂

But busting through a window was a no go, because WhAt If tHe cHiLdReN dID iT tOo?

Anyway, halfway through the second season, ABC cut them loose, so they were like, fuck it, we’re going to start going hard. The story shifted from episodic to arcs and things start to get serious.

Third season the show moved to YTV in Canada, which gave no fucks about shielding the innocent children.

So it got DARK

How dark?

The UK refused to show the entire season, so the audience there had to wait until pirated copies made it across the pond to see how it ended.

Also by 1997, the animation was gorgeous. (Best example of third season animation I could think of that didn't have spoilers)

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The show was green-lit for a fourth season on Cartoon Network, but halfway through production Warner Bros took over and the same fucking thing happened.

Because Mainframe was halfway done, they decided not to scrap all of it, but knowing they wouldn't be able to finish it correctly, Mainframe stripped anything that would hint at Season Four's true ending, then left what remained on a cliff-hanger of angst.

FOR 22 YEARS

(It's also why the last four eps of season four seem to make no sense)

And so it was.

Other crap happened, the soul left Mainframe, and its animated corpse spat out “The Guardian Code” in 2018.

But never say die! The year is (almost) 2024, 30 years later. ReBoot shall rise from the dead, because here come the documentary!!

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Do you dare see what you’ve been missing?

What the (UK) government doesn’t want you to know??

Then come on down to ReBoot!

We got:

Magnificent bastards with sexy voices!

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(Tony Jay at his best)

Kickass women who could probably crush your head with their thighs and you’d enjoy it!

Innuendos in a kid's show!

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💗 This adorable cinnamon roll!! 💗

Insane third season glow-ups!

YOUR NEW GOD

These guys!

(Gay roller-skating binome is my boi. I named him Jerry)

Nonstop cultural refs (You'll never find them all. Never.)

(There are literally videos dedicated to trying)

So many computer puns!

Body Horror!

Existential Crisis!

HAVE I MENTIONED YOUR NEW GOD?

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This is it, folks! The real thing, the gem hidden in the moose-filled forests of Canadia!🌲🌲🌲

Take a trip inside a mid-90’s computer!

See the World Wide Web! (omg):

Witness the original purple Gamecubes that randomly fall from the sky when the owner of the computer (OUR GOOD LORD THE USER) wants to play a game. If it lands on people and they lose, they dissolve into mindless energy leeches, fated to tormented by their former bretheren for all of eternity.

Just like in real life! 🙃

So watch the eps! They on YouTube!

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I think they're on Pluto, Hulu, Sling, and Tubi too! Also DVDs for people who have the patience to wait for them!

WATCH! BELIEVE! SUFFER THE SOUL-CRUSHING RAGE OF THE SEASON 4 CLIFF-HANGER!* (come on, its fun!)*

HYPE THE DOC!

The more people hype, the better the chances of actually getting it finished.

NOW SHARE THIS WITH EVERYONE!

And now I will leave you with this screenshot from the ep "Painted Windows", where dicks can clearly be seen drawn upon the wall behind the fleeing anthropomorphized television.

(PS: If you heard the clown pic at the top of the page in your head, you're welcome)

IMPORTANT UPDATE

This message is now approved by Gavin Blair! He's an awesome guy. Show him some love on TWITTER (fuck you musk) at @TheRealMrSweary Also, if you want to share this with non-tumblr friends, here is my attempt at a webpage version:

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unabashegirl · 6 months ago

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my best friend's dad | part 2

/N and Scarlett Styles are best friends in college. They share everything even their plans for Spring Break. They have a trip to Bahamas planned. Everything takes a turn when Scarlett is unable to fly, and Y/N is forced to coexist and interact with Scarlett's dad.

Author's note: I initially decided not to post this part on Tumblr, but people began having issues with me because of that decision. I received rude messages in my inbox, but I'm going to posting it—not because of the rude messages, but because my Patreon subscribers asked nicely for another part. I want to be very clear: I WILL NOT BE POSTING THAT PART ON TUMBLR. No matter how many insults I receive in my inbox, this will not change. i hope you enjoy.

check out my patreon (starting at $2) and get full access to all the one shots and much more :) thank you beforehand!

word count: 2.4K

warnings: smut

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Harry, determined to keep a respectful distance from Y/N after that morning’s perverted thoughts. He dressed in a freshly washed swimsuit and headed straight for his studio, a serene space filled with natural light and a calming view of the beach and pool below. The sound of waves crashing against the shore provided a soothing background as he settled in at his drawing table.

He immersed himself in his work, focusing intently on finalizing the layouts for the new building project. The creative process helped clear his mind, and he found solace in the familiar rhythm of sketching and planning. Occasionally, he glanced out onto the balcony, where he could see Y/N below, absorbed in her book.

She looked peaceful, the morning sun casting a soft glow around her. He noticed her occasionally reaching for a piece of fruit from a bowl beside her, her expression content as she turned the pages. Harry couldn't help but smile at the sight.

By midday, Harry had completed the layouts he set out to finish. He stretched his arms and stood up, feeling a sense of accomplishment. Glancing out at the balcony once more, he caught Y/N turning herself onto her chest and untying the top of her blue bikini. She slipped on the top and threw it beside the sunbed. She was topless and Harry tried to hold his composure.

“How is Bahamas?” Jeff, Harry closest friend asked as soon as he picked up the phone.

“It’s fine” Harry responded as he sat down and took off his reading glasses.

“It doesn’t sound like it. How is Scar?”

Harry sighed, knowing Jeff could read him like a book. "Scar's doing well," he admitted, leaning back in his chair and glancing out at the tranquil ocean view from his study. "But... there's something else."

"What's going on, mate?" Jeff's voice held concern.

Harry hesitated, unsure how to articulate the conflicting emotions he'd been grappling with since Y/N arrived. "It's Y/N," he finally confessed. "She's Scarlett's friend, and she's... she's a guest here."

Jeff remained silent, sensing there was more to Harry's unease.

"I find myself thinking about her more than I should," Harry admitted quietly. "She's smart , funny, and..." he trailed off, unable to find the right words to describe the attraction he felt.

"You've got it bad, haven't you?" Jeff said knowingly.

Harry chuckled ruefully. "It's complicated. She's much younger, and I shouldn't be thinking about her like this."

"Maybe it's just a crush," Jeff suggested gently. "It'll pass."

"I hope so," Harry murmured, running a hand through his hair. "I just need to focus on work and keep my distance."

"Or you could test the waters. What if she's also interested?" Jeff suggested, knowing that his friend always played it safe and never ventured into morally gray areas. He believed Harry needed to embrace life more, and perhaps Y/N was the catalyst he needed.

Harry sighed again, torn between Jeff's suggestion and his own reservations. The idea of pursuing something with Y/N was both exhilarating and unsettling. He valued Scarlett’s feelings and didn't want to jeopardize them or make things awkward between them.

"I don't know, Jeff," Harry finally replied, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "She's Scarlett's best friend, and there's an age difference..."

Jeff interrupted gently, "You can't control who you're attracted to."

Harry nodded slowly, considering Jeff's words. He knew his friend meant well and understood his perspective, but the thought of complicating things weighed heavily on his mind. He had always been cautious, preferring to maintain boundaries and avoid unnecessary risks.

"I just don't want to mess things up," Harry admitted quietly, his gaze drifting back to the view outside. The ocean shimmered under the afternoon sun, a peaceful contrast to the turmoil in his thoughts.

Jeff nodded understandingly. "I get it. Just see how things unfold. You'll figure it out."

As they ended the call, Harry leaned back in his chair once more, reflecting on their conversation. He knew he needed to tread carefully, balancing his growing feelings with his respect for Scarlett and Y/N’s feelings too. He just wasn’t sure if he just wanted to sleep with her or something else.

Harry hadn't been in a relationship for years. He had devoted his time to work, ensuring his daughter had a comfortable life. If he thought about it that way, he felt he deserved to have some fun. However, he still didn't know if Y/N felt the same way toward him.

A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

"Harry?" It was Y/N, holding a bowl of fruit. Her hair was wet but pulled back by her sunglasses. Harry noticed she was already getting a bit sunburned and looked tanner than she had just three days ago. "I just thought you might like a snack," she said sheepishly.

Harry smiled, touched by her thoughtfulness. "Thanks, Y/N. That's very kind of you," he said, standing up and walking over to her. He took the bowl of fruit from her and placed it on his desk.

"So, this is where the magic happens," she said with a grin, walking over to the drawing table.

"Yep, this is it," Harry replied, his heart racing slightly at her presence. "Come, take a look.”

He led her to the table, where his latest project was spread out. Y/N leaned in, her shoulder brushing against his as she examined the intricate designs. Harry could feel the warmth radiating from her skin, and he fought to keep his focus on the work in front of them.

“Oh! Look at that” she said, her voice full of genuine admiration. “The detail is breathtaking”.

"Thanks," Harry said, his eyes flicking to her face.

As Harry explained his vision for the project, he couldn't help but notice how close they were standing. The small studio felt even smaller with her beside him, and the tension between them was palpable. He tried to keep his voice steady, but the proximity was making it difficult.

At one point, Y/N reached out to touch a section of the blueprint, her fingers lightly grazing his hand. The contact sent a jolt of electricity through him, and he glanced up to find her watching him intently. The air seemed to thicken around them, and for a moment, the world outside the studio ceased to exist.

Harry cleared his throat, trying to dispel the growing tension. "So, um, that's the main living area," he said, pointing to the layout on the paper.

They stood there, the silence between them heavy with unspoken words. Harry's mind raced, torn between the desire to close the gap between them and the need to maintain the boundaries he'd set for himself. He could see the same conflict in Y/N's eyes, and it only intensified the pull he felt toward her.

Finally, Y/N broke the silence. "I should let you get back to work," she said, stepping back slightly, though her eyes lingered on his.

Harry nodded, his heart pounding in his chest. “I was thinking of taking a break and going for a swim. Do you want to come?”

She gave him a small, smile. “Yeah”.

They both made their way out of the studio and down the path towards the private beach. The sun was burning hot as it neared lunch hours, and the air was filled with the sounds of seagulls and the gentle lapping of the waves against the shore. The crew was starting to prepare the table for lunch, setting out plates and utensils under the shade of a large umbrella.

As they walked, the soft sand crunching beneath their feet, Harry stole glances at Y/N. She looked radiant in her bikini, her skin glowing under the sunlight. He felt a mixture of excitement and nervousness.

They waded into the water together, the cool waves lapping at their legs. Harry couldn't help but feel a rush of exhilaration as they moved deeper into the ocean, the water enveloping them in its refreshing embrace. The sun glinted off the surface, creating a dazzling display of light and color.

As they swam, Harry found himself drawn to Y/N, their laughter and playful splashes creating a sense of intimacy and connection. They floated on their backs, gazing up at the clear blue sky, the worries and tensions of the world seeming to melt away.

"I think my face is getting burned," Y/N said as she stood up near the shore, the water lapping at her waist. Harry swam over to her, concern in his eyes. He stood up beside her, leaning in to check on her more closely.

"Let me see," he said softly, his voice full of genuine concern. As he leaned closer, his eyes scanned her face and cheeks, which were definitely flushed from the sun. The close proximity made Y/N's heart race, but she couldn't help staring at his lips, her breath hitching slightly.

Harry noticed her gaze, and his heart pounded in response. He could see the nervous anticipation in her eyes, and it was all the confirmation he needed. Slowly, deliberately, he closed the gap between them, his eyes locking onto hers.

She swallowed hard, her pulse quickening. "Harry," she replied, her voice trembling slightly.

Taking a deep breath, Harry gently cupped her cheek with his hand, his thumb brushing lightly against her sun-kissed skin. The world seemed to stand still as he leaned in, his lips finally meeting hers in a tender, lingering kiss.

Y/N's eyes fluttered closed as she responded, her arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him closer. The kiss was soft and tentative at first, but quickly grew more passionate as they both gave in to the emotions they'd been holding back. The warm ocean water swirled around them, adding to the sense of intimacy and connection.

Harry's hands wrapped around her waist as the waves nudged them deeper into the water. With the sea current interrupting their kiss, Harry lifted her off the ground. Y/N instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist, holding on tightly.

Their lips met again with renewed passion, the sensation heightened by the cool water surrounding them. Harry's grip on her tightened, anchoring her against him as the waves swayed them gently. Y/N's fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, deepening the kiss.

Harry kisses her again but the softness if gone and now there is a sense of urgency. Y/N lips moved to his jaw and then to the side of his neck. Harry hand coming to grip her jaw to stop her.

“Are you sure?” He asked, not wanting to take advantage of her. She was younger and with less experience than him. The last thing he wanted to do was to pressure her into having sex. “I don’t want you to do something you don’t want”

“I want to” Harry didn’t question her any further. Perhaps because of his own selfish reasons. He untied her top and released her breasts, he tend to them, putting one of them in his mouth as his other hand massaged the other. He bit her softly, earning a whine from her.

“Harry” she moaned as she watched him devour her breasts. His hot mouth against her cold skin was a different sensation. Y/N was surprised that she had deliberately agreed to have sex at the beach, in the ocean. However, the desire was too intense to make it back to the house.

Y/N’s feet started pushing his swimming trunks off his body wanting to feel and see him.

“This is wrong” Harry said as he started to make his way out of the water and towards the shore with her still wrapped around him.

“So wrong” Y/N said as he laid her down on damp sand. Harry’s hand went to her sides and untied the sides of her bikini. Something had taken over him. He was ravenous for her.

“Spread your legs baby. Wider” His face was quickly buried between her legs.

“What if someone see us?” She asked though it quickly converted into a moan as Harry pressed his tongue on her, his nose brushing her clit. Harry hummed at the taste of her, she still tasted salty from the ocean water.

“Just like I imagined it” His finger drawing circles over her clit as he continued licking her and sucking her sensitive folds. “Don’t cum yet. I want to be in you when you do” he warned, his English accent raspier that usual.

“Then fuck me” Y/N begged, to which almost made Harry cum in his swimming trunks. It was such a stark contrast from who had arrived a few days ago. His hands frantically pulled down his swimming trunks. Harry’s head teased her entrance for a second before he sunk into her. He filled her up completely and for a second Y/N was worried that she wouldn’t be able to take it.

“God” She whined, throwing her head back, her hair getting covered with sand. Harry stayed still as he allowed her to adjust. He also needed a second at the newfound sensation.

“Fuck” he groaned as he pulled out of her and back into her. Her wet walls around him clenched up, as she looked at him drunken eyes. “You are so tight”.

She was overheated. The sun, the hot sand, and the way he looked at her as he pounded into her was too much. They were starting to get sticky. Harry hands gripped her hips, helping him to keep the constant pace.

“Cum f’me” he exhaled between thrusts as he felt her clench around him. Harry watched her come undone as she whimpered his name over and over again. Harry followed right after her before dropping right beside her.

Y/N looked over at him as they both tried to recuperate after their orgasms. She could see his skin covered with sweat and salt from the ocean and he still managed to look incredibly attractive.

“Don’t smile at me like that. You know it drives me crazy” He said with a smirk with his eyes still closed.

She didn't feel an ounce of regret...yet.

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puttersmile · 1 month ago

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Smiling Critters OC: Ruby Rivers

Ruby Rivers is technically the main character of the Critter Crossing AU. An animator who worked within the in house animation studio of PlayCo. Also worked on commercials and box art. She was a pretty down to earth person but some of her co-workers believed in some weird things.

Here is some story stuff written like emails. To give some backstory. Enjoy!

From: Ruby Rivers

To: Peter Klein

Date: April 12, 1991

Time: 10:23 AM

Hey Pete,

Got your notes from yesterday’s meeting. Thanks for following up. I noticed you didn’t mention anything about your “poppy ink theory.” Maybe you realized it sounds a bit, well, out there?

You know I’m all for creative energy and inspiration—who wouldn’t be in this line of work? But this idea that our work is alive? Or that ink mixed with poppy seeds could somehow “bridge worlds”? Come on. Feels like you’ve been spending too much time watching the Twilight Zone.

Let’s not forget the real world here: poppy seeds contain weird compounds that can mess with your head. I’m pretty sure you’re not summoning spirits; you’re just getting secondhand microdosed. If anything, it’s probably giving folks mild hallucinations, not creating sentient cartoons.

Ruby

PS: Good idea switching to personal emails. I think our boss wasn't enjoying your crazy talk! No offense.

Subject: Re: Meeting Follow-Up

From: Peter Klein

To: Ruby Rivers

Date: April 12, 1991

Time: 11:09 AM

Ruby,

You’re missing the point! Sure, poppy seeds have… side effects, but this isn’t just about the ink. Have you ever thought about why characters like Dogday and Catnap feel so real? Why their stories seem to write themselves? Or why we all end up saying, “That’s exactly what Dogday would do” as if he’s deciding, not us?

I’m telling you, the ink might just be the catalyst. Look at the anomalies: the way sketches sometimes seem to shift slightly after we leave the room, or how animation frames appear more fluid than the tech should allow. Did you know Jill said she dreamed of Dogday last week, warning her not to approve a particular scene? She swears she woke up to find her storyboard reworked—better than before!

Something’s happening here, Ruby. Whether you believe it or not, you can’t deny the connection we feel with these characters.

Pete

Subject: Re: Meeting Follow-Up

From: Ruby Rivers

To: Peter Klein

Date: April 12, 1991

Time: 11:37 AM

Pete,

“Sketches shifting”? “Dream warnings”? That’s not supernatural, that’s sleep deprivation and caffeine overload. I don’t know why Jill redid her storyboard, but it wasn’t Dogday whispering in her ear. Maybe she was inspired and forgot about it—our brains are weird like that.

And yeah, we connect with the characters. We created them, after all. But they’re not real. They’re reflections of us, our ideas, and our teamwork. And a unhelpfully healthy dose of instructions from the higher ups. But anyway, That’s why they seem alive—it’s projection, not some alternate dimension leaking into the studio. Come on, Pete.

As for the ink, I’ll humor you for a second. Let’s say it does something weird. You think PlayCo would let us use it if they knew it could, I don’t know, break reality? They’d sell it as a toy themselves if it were that special.

Ruby

Subject: Re: Meeting Follow-Up

From: Peter Klein

To: Ruby Rivers

Date: April 12, 1991

Time: 12:15 PM

Ruby,

Have you looked at the new toy prototypes yet? You might be more right than you think, Ruby.

You don’t have to believe me, but don’t dismiss it entirely. You said it yourself—our characters are reflections of us. What if those reflections are more than just ideas? What if they’re connected to something bigger?

Remember the early versions of Dogday and Catnap? You told me once that you used to imagine Hot Clawffee and Snoozle Dreamhound sitting on your shoulders, like little muses. Maybe that’s closer to the truth than you think. Maybe they’re still there, influencing what you create.

I’ll leave you with this: if these characters weren’t real in some way, why would they mean so much to us?

Pete

Subject: Re: Meeting Follow-Up

From: Ruby Rivers

To: Peter Klein

Date: April 12, 1991

Time: 1:08 PM

Pete,

Hot Clawffee and Snoozle Dreamhound were my creations, and yeah, I still think about them. Sometimes when I’m stuck on a scene, I picture them sitting on my shoulders, one whispering something clever, the other reminding me to take a nap. It’s silly, but it helps. Kind of soothes my wounded pride that PlayCo wanted so many changes.

Eh Dogday is fine. But Catnap. When I see the big one walking around in that orphan city, it creeps me out like crazy. I can barely stand to look at it directly. But this is getting off topic!

All of that is just my imagination, not proof of anything supernatural. Characters are important because we pour ourselves into them, not because they’re alive. And I won’t deny that Dogday and Catnap feel like they’ve taken on lives of their own in some ways. We are working near unethical work hours in this place. Probably why we are hearing and seeing strange shit.

So no, I don’t think we’re breaking any laws of nature here. But I’ll admit this much: these characters matter. To us at least. And the kids. Not because they’re "real", but because they remind us of the best parts of ourselves. That's just how I see it.

But anyway, I've got to go turn in some animatics. See you later.

Ruby

#smiling critters #myart #fanart #poppy playtime #putterpenart #smiling critters au #poppy playtime au #dogday #catnap #oc #ruby rivers #critter cross au #critter crossing au #artists on tumblr #picky piggy

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mosaickiwi · 11 months ago

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14DWY As a Drama AU

Hey remember when I said I’d post this in February oopsies!! (don’t ask me about demon!ren i will cry)

Open at your own risk this thing is LONG. Tried to give everyone at least a little something! upon putting this in my drafts i realized olivia exists i'll add her at some point uhhh. Also you can tell how much I love Elanor... hehe

14 Days With You is an 18+ Yandere Visual Novel. MINORS DNI

The cult classic romantic thriller, 14 Days With You, is now a drama! Coming to all your favorite streaming platforms this summer. A whirlwind romance gone right and wrong that you DON’T want to miss.

Cast List

[REDACTED]

🖤 Quiet kid that used the after school theater program to delay returning home. Never wanted to perform, but loved doing costumes, make up, and correcting others (in his mind) on how to portray their roles.

🖤 Spent a little extra time perfecting the costumes of a certain someone who didn't even know they existed. He always traded house chores with his sister so she'd sit in the audience to solely film Tree #2's performance.

🖤 Was an apprentice special effects makeup artist after graduation at first, particularly for horror films, but it didn't exactly pay the bills when they left home.

🖤 Easily rose to the top in their acting career due to his dedication for crafting characters to perfection.

🖤 Dolly Parton/Lady Gaga-esque in their separation of work and life—completely unrecognizable in their regular civilian attire. Paparazzi have never gotten a picture of them in all their years trying.

🖤 Has zero issues getting into character, but does "method acting" on occasion to make sure people leave them alone on set. And also to fuck with directors and producers they don't like. Notoriously difficult to work with because of it + their overall attitude towards others, still gets hired somehow.

🖤 Got offered the role as the main love interest in 14DWY without an audition, thanks to a previous manipulative pink haired character he played in a film that ended up never being released. (2017 Ren because it's funny)

Angel (you!)

💜 Participated in the same after school theater program as [REDACTED] and Leon for a few semesters before you got bored of it. Curiosity for acting resurfaced later in life.

💜 Newbie actor at the recently formed talent agency of your friend. Only starred as non-speaking roles or background characters in small productions until the drama. You moved back to Corland Bay after uni for the better industry prospects.

💜 You initially auditioned for a very small role in the drama as an employee in a seaside shop at first, but somehow you wound up as the lead? (un)lucky you.

💜 Feel free to fill in the blank for any whys and hows you think of to fit your OC/self/sona as you so please <3

Elanor

💖 Normally an actress and casting director, first time as an executive producer for the drama. Dreams of bringing her own romantic screenplays to life. Hasn't quite proven herself the way she wants in the industry to feel confident enough in them.

💖 Catalyst for the drama being made. A "friend" mistakenly recommended the 14DWY book to her. She absolutely loathes all the psychological horror of it but sees the potential it has.

💖 Also the reason [REDACTED] was immediately cast, and you as well once she saw your chemistry with him while reading for a minor role. He hadn't shown a fraction of as much interest when reading lines with other potential candidates, so she decided to take the risk of an untested talent as the headliner.

💖 Refuses to use her family's name to get her stuff made. She wants her works to speak for themselves. Very picky about who she works with due to her family having hands in most of Corland's entertainment industry so she hardly gets a genuine interaction beyond ass-kissing.

💖 Always partial to working with Conan's small studio since he was the only director to give her any sort of criticism in spite of her family, as gentle and polite as it was. She still cried a little in the dressing room though.

💖 Genuine confusion when Conan wants her to act as both a producer and assist with direction. She only intended to bring it to his interest. But how could she say no to someone whose judgment and opinion she respects so much?

Conan

💖 Runs and owns a small scale studio in the Bay that seems to pick and choose its productions at random. It is in fact Alice sneaking into her dad's home office and putting scented stickers on the ones she likes. (She only reads the titles)

💖 Extremely proud of Elanor for getting so far on her own, and would take on one of her dozens of scripts no questions asked if she'd only work up the courage to show him one. So imagine his surprise when she comes to him with a romantic horror instead of one of the fairy tale romances he sees her scribbling notes on during breaks.

💖 While he’s the one with the final say, he does try to let Elanor have as much free reign as possible on the project in the hopes to boost her confidence.

Kiara

💖 A super-star actress and model that got her start in Corland’s local industry, but quickly hit it big.

💖 When she isn’t drowning in work, she’ll swing through town to check in on her sister.

💖 Desperately wants to star in one of Elanor’s productions, but respects her sister’s desire for independence. Though she does like to tease about certain casting decisions on the drama when made aware of them.

the rest of the cast are unfortunately very silly i couldn't resist

Moth

💖 Started a talent agency out of spite for the terrible castings in their favorite media. Got further invested upon realizing they could read the scripts before the movies or show adaptations were even announced.

💖 The one who pushed you to audition for a minor role in the production once the rumor about who was cast as the main love interest reaches them. They've heard all the horror stories about [REDACTED] so wanted the inside scoop. Horrified and fascinated to find out you get the lead role. It’s like watching a train wreck.

Leon

💖 Joined the theater program initially because of you, but got really into it. Moved away to attend a performing arts school until his mother got sick.

💖 Took every wacky infomercial or street performance gig he could find to pay the hospital bills until Teo found out and swooped in.

💖 Eternally grateful for the burden of financial ruin being relieved, so he always accepts the jobs Teo gets for him. He definitely won’t complain since he’s not dressed in an animal costume and shouting nonsensical slogans for cleaning products.

Teo

💖 Met Leon through a shared production and quickly bonded. Attended a different performing arts school and met Jae as a child.

💖 Almost the exact opposite of his game character purely for the funnies. Shy, introverted, can’t flirt to save his life. Still a nepo baby but he can hold his own in acting. Doesn’t like his character much, but is extremely jealous of the confidence he oozes.

💖 Leon and Jae are his only friends in the industry so he uses his sway to get them parts if they haven't already gotten a call back. Gets REALLY nervous on set for certain roles so he needs their support.

Jae

💖 Attended the same school as Teo when they were kids, and is constantly pitching intentionally bad ideas and joking on set to reassure his friend.

💖 A little bit of a thrill seeker, so does all his own small stunts if he thinks he’s capable. Stands there and gawks watching the more extreme stunts, loudest to clap when they go well.

💖 Kept bringing Maple to the shoots cause how could he even think about leaving her at home? She would occasionally break her leash and wander into a scene for head scratches and kisses. The film crew always booed when a PA came to take her off set.

Violet

💖 Completely terrible at caring for plants. Inspired by her role, she starts vlogging about her plant mom journey before shooting even begins. All her advice is completely wrong and terrible. Her personal assistant keeps her in the dark by tending to the plants themselves to fix her mistakes.

💖 Finds out she has a talent for flower arrangement, though. Does thank you vases for the cast and crew on all her future productions that last a lifetime because her PA made sure all the flowers were fake.

Exposition

(silly on set shenanigans)

🎬 Scenes get retaken quite a bit, since you’re still extremely new to it all. Most of the cast and crew expect anger out of [REDACTED] after the 4th call for a re-shoot on the first day’s library scene, but he’s surprisingly cracking jokes about his dye job and reassuring you that you’re doing great. The infamously ill-tempered actor is smiling somehow… even being patient? Not glaring down his co-star for minor slip ups? They cannot recognize this person.

🎬 Violet and [REDACTED] naturally butt heads on set. She respects their acting, not the actor. Zero hesitation to snap back if he’s getting snarky with a PA. You’re the one people have to beg to separate them, and you’re completely baffled that [REDACTED] doesn’t treat others as nicely as he treats you.

🎬 Even though Elanor is a nervous wreck about the first real thing to ultimately make or break her career, she’s scarily efficient on set—as long as no one distracts her. She does get sidetracked once in a while, only because she loves chatting and answering any questions the cast or crew might have. She even brings one of her own cats to set during a slower day to see if they can get along with Maple. Leaves Conan in charge when the horror scenes are being shot. They’re both put off by how vivid they feel, but Conan at least can grin and bear it.

🎬 You and Leon manage to catch up on set while [REDACTED] is otherwise occupied shooting said horror scenes. You tease him about a few infomercials you saw when looking up his actor reel, and Leon teases you back about your unlucky streak of being a tree or a rock in every play the theater program put on when y’all were younger. Laughs even harder once he finds out your most prominent roles until then were “unnamed zombie #5 at the bottom of the pile” and “sleeping train passenger.”

🎬 Try as he might, [REDACTED] doesn’t convince Elanor to change up a few crucial parts of the script for his benefit. His offhand threats of leaving the production fall on deaf ears, as she is all too happy to do re-shoots to make Teo the lead. His innocent hints to you about the shoddy script fly over your head for some reason! You love how it's turning out, what does he mean?

🎬 Super shy Teo prefaces and warns his co-stars before acting in every scene of his character being excessively flirty. Most of the actors have worked with him at some point or another beforehand, so they let him go through his routine without issue. Some crew members love the whiplash of him switching between overly courteous and smarmy, others vastly prefer the flirty character and mourn the loss as production comes to a close.

The Build Up

📺 The higher ups pressure Violet to start a short-lived streaming career to boost interest, since she’s hopeless with plants. She amasses a cult following for her MMO reviews, blind raids on new patches, and her wild ride of a Minecraft playthrough. In the end she winds up preferring to play games off stream, but once in a blue moon she’ll do a first time raid stream so her more dedicated fans can join and watch her alliance get wiped. Creative trolling is highly encouraged.

📺 Teo, Jae, and Leon appear on a late night TV show for promotion. It was meant to be for Teo and [REDACTED] at first. (Where’s the leading lover? [REDACTED] refused all promo appearances or sit downs without you being involved in them.) The host plays a clip that Teo’s particularly embarrassed about, and he hides his face in shame when the crowd hoots and hollers praise about his portrayal.

📺 [REDACTED] comes across as doting and overprotective of you once you’re pushed into the spotlight of celebrity, and shows increasingly concerning behaviors as the premiere looms closer. Depending on your response, they’ll back off to a point or dial it up. Interviewers and consumers mistake it as the eccentric actor’s “method acting” so the red flags just slide right past.

📺 Elanor and Conan guest star in a podcast for off-the-cuff romance enthusiasts. Their strangely cagey and joking comments like “there were so many retakes we couldn’t keep track of what was meant to be the actors messing around or part of the final cuts,” and “we’ve actually sent all the reviewers 1 of 14 versions with completely different endings,” leave listeners all the more curious to see the film.

The Climax

🎉 Reception is huge, in good ways for most. The majority of the cast see a surge in popularity if they didn’t already from the hype.

🎉 Teo bemoans his endless offerings for sarcastic pretty boy jobs, Leon makes enough to get picky about his roles (and pay Teo back), Jae somehow cons a studio into an action film starring Maple—and subsequently adopts every single one of her stunt doubles.

🎉 Moth throws the agency away to start adapting anime and manga themselves. Elanor finally feels validated enough to bring one of her romantic screenplays to the big screen, starring her sister Kiara and a very enthusiastic Violet as the leading couple.

🎉 Conan’s studio is overloaded with scripts, and Alice runs out of scented stickers that much quicker. They are severely backlogged send help.

🎉 One determined conspiracy theorist sets out to prove those missing 13 versions of the ending are real, based on minor cuts and inconsistencies purposefully left in the public release.

The End, Roll Credits

choose your own ending

Bad End 💔 - A Falling Star

💔 If you respond negatively to [REDACTED]’s demeanor during shoots and promo: he plays the waiting game, uses his connections and blackmail to make sure all your roles without his name attached don’t garner nearly as much attention as the ones where you’re co-stars.

💔 Your negotiating power quickly plummets as you fall out of demand and end up begging just for the non-speaking roles you once loathed.

💔 The careers of anyone you got close to on set fall apart much faster than yours, before they’re outright blacklisted in the industry.

💔 You begrudgingly call up your last option. He can’t do much for your friends, but their offer to help you make a comeback is always open.

Neutral End 💌 - Just One More Try

💌 If you respond indifferently to [REDACTED]’s demeanor: the drama leads to you getting more offers, though a handful are for playing opposite of [REDACTED], as the on-screen chemistry was too much for studios to ignore for cash grabs.

💌 Elanor has rid herself of the drama’s subsequent rights, despite positive reception, so a sequel sprouts up in the works at a different studio. One that doesn’t mind catering to the whims of their actors when it comes to script integrity.

💌 You arrive on the set to find that not just one, but all of your cast mates except for them were written to have much smaller parts in the sequel. In fact, you rarely find a scene in the revised script where [REDACTED] isn’t alongside you.

💌 Sadly the contract is air tight, just put up with it until it’s over… What’s this clause about further sequels?

Good End 💍 - Off Into the Sunset

💍 If you respond positively to [REDACTED]’s demeanor: you’ll sadly announce at the post premiere press conference that acting was a one-and-done adventure for you. Retired effective immediately, no farewell interviews.

💍 You’re spotted around town for a few weeks in a mask with a tall, darkly dressed companion at your side before you disappear from the public eye and Corland Bay all together.

💍 A few of your friends at least have an idea of where you are, and they meet up with you whenever you're in a nearby city. None of them can recognize the man glued to your side, though. Not that he'd say anything to clue them in.

💍 After months of near inactivity, [REDACTED] mysteriously deletes their socials without a word, sparking confusion and outrage among hardcore fans still desperately hoping for a sequel.

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konemanen · 4 months ago

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Jodie Turner Smith in her latest Glamour interview talks about the meticulousness Amandla brought to understanding her role and other characters. She also called out Disney for not defending the cast against the extreme vitriol and racism.

It's very unfortunate that POC actors bring so much extraness to their roles behind the scenes that quite frankly alot of their white counterparts do not, yet the studios do not reward their effort.

You can read the rest of the article below 👇🏾

This is the first time though I'm witnessing this kind of push back from the media and public about the cancellation of shows, and the Acolyte seems to be the catalyst. I don't know if this will make Disney bring it back, but it does make me hopeful.

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xoxorealitygalore · 19 days ago

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Trust and Believe III

summary: Keyshia and Joe had a seemingly perfect life together after marrying in 2010. However, as their careers grew, so did the strain on their relationship. When Joe cheats on Keyshia. The emotional fallout from the incident leaves their relationship hanging in the balance, with Keyshia questioning if they could ever recover from the betrayal.

In early 2005, a new voice emerged in the music world, raw and real, speaking to the hearts of listeners everywhere. That voice belonged to Keyshia, an artist whose blend of vulnerability and strength resonated deeply with anyone who had ever loved and lost. While she was slightly rough around the edges, it was her undeniable raw talent and the depth of emotion in her voice that quickly captivated the public. With each note, Keyshia invited listeners into her world, where pain, passion, and heartache were transformed into beautifully crafted music.

Keyshia’s music spoke to the broken-hearted, the lovelorn, and the resilient, particularly those who had experienced the sting of betrayal and loss. Her songs explored the complexities of love — the highs, the lows, and everything in between. She sang of falling head over heels for someone, only to be left shattered by a broken promise or a hidden truth. In the stories she told, many could see themselves, reflecting on their own experiences with love, betrayal, and heartache. Her music became not just a soundtrack, but a form of therapy for those who needed it most.

By the time Keyshia was working on her latest album, she had already experienced enough heartache to fuel several albums' worth of material. The catalyst for her latest wave of inspiration, however, was deeply personal. Keyshia’s relationship with Joe, a man she had loved with all her heart, had hit an unexpected and devastating roadblock. Joe had cheated on her, and the emotional fallout from that betrayal was enough to leave their relationship hanging by a thread.

The emotional devastation was all-consuming. Keyshia found herself questioning everything — her choices, her trust in him, and even her own worth. Could they ever recover from this betrayal? Could she ever look at him the same way again? These questions echoed in her mind as she navigated the messy emotional aftermath, but through it all, one thing became clear: she needed to release her pain. Music was the only outlet that had always been able to clear her mind and provide solace when everything else felt like too much to bear.

She poured herself into her craft, channeling her raw emotion into songs that would later become some of her most iconic tracks. Keyshia knew that music, for her, wasn’t just about entertainment; it was about truth. It was a reflection of her life, of her experiences, of her struggles. As she walked into the studio, notebook in hand, she was ready to face the pain head-on, knowing that her next album would be an intimate portrayal of her soul.

Her producer, a man who had witnessed her journey from the beginning, recognized that her pain would be the driving force behind this new project. As they sat in the studio, looking over the lyrics Keyshia had written, he couldn't help but acknowledge the depth of emotion in her words. “I’m sorry your pain is going to make your next album amazing,” he said, a bittersweet smile on his face. He had seen firsthand how devastating the betrayal had been for Keyshia, but he also knew it was that very pain that would create the music that would resonate with millions.

Keyshia nodded in response, taking in his words with a quiet understanding. She had always known that the most powerful music came from the most honest places. And this was the most honest she had ever felt. There was no faking it in the studio this time. She needed to get it all out.

The conversation turned to a more personal note as Keyshia asked her producer, “Was there ever a time in your professional life when you felt like you lost yourself?”

The producer paused, the weight of the question clearly settling in. After a moment, he responded, “Yeah, there was a time when I lost my mother. I wanted to end my career because I realized all those late nights in the studio had kept me from spending time with her. It made me question everything — my purpose, my passion, even my worth as a producer.”

Keyshia listened intently, understanding the weight of what he was saying. In many ways, their experiences mirrored each other. She, too, had felt as if she were losing herself in the pursuit of something else — in her case, the role of wife, and the expectations of being there for someone else.

“What about you?” the producer asked, curious about her own journey.

Keyshia took a deep breath before answering. “Not in my professional life, but possibly in my marriage. I was so fixated on being a wife, on being there for him, that I kind of neglected who I was as an artist. It was like I got lost in being someone else’s support system, and I forgot to support myself.”

Her producer nodded knowingly. “I think any professional and successful woman might go through that. In this day and age, where women are just as successful as men, it’s kind of hard to separate being a woman first, a wife first, and then handling your professional career. I commend the women who are able to juggle it all because it’s hard to satisfy everyone without taking care of yourself as well. That can be difficult.”

There was a quiet moment between them as they both reflected on the complexity of balancing their personal and professional lives. For Keyshia, the conversation was a reminder that she wasn’t alone in her struggles. She had come to the realization that, in many ways, she had to rediscover herself — not just as a wife, but as an artist.

With the conversation behind them, the producer turned on a set of instrumentals, and Keyshia began to listen. She had a notebook full of lyrics, each one a reflection of her pain, but now it was time to find the music that would give her words life. After listening to several beats, Keyshia found the one that resonated with her the most. It was haunting, reflective, and soulful — the perfect backdrop for the raw emotion she was ready to pour into her music.

She slipped on her headphones and walked into the recording booth, ready to bring her song to life. The first song she wrote was called Incapable, a track that channeled her own experience as a woman coming to terms with the fact that sometimes things weren’t about her. Sometimes, it wasn’t about her shortcomings or her failures. It was about someone else being incapable of loving her the way she loved them.

The instrumental began to play, and Keyshia’s voice filled the room, strong and aching with the pain of the lyrics she had written. She sang with a vulnerability that could only come from someone who had been through the kind of heartbreak that left scars.

“It’s time to grow up

I embarrass myself enough

Cause I wouldn’t leave you ooh

Even my family know the truth yeah yeah

You've taken me under

Round in circles like you know you do

I’ve called on my brothers

They said don’t call me till you know you’re really through

But every time it feels like

This could be the last time

Where's the good in goodbye

If I give this one more try

Its hard cause they say that if its true love it never dies

Oh what a oh what a feeling

The one that I thought that I needed

Was Incapable incapable of needing me back

Incapable incapable of loving like that…”

The words flowed effortlessly as Keyshia poured her soul into each line, the pain of betrayal evident in every note. She sang of the confusion and the struggle of loving someone who was unable to reciprocate that love in the same way. Her voice cracked with emotion, but it was that very vulnerability that made the song so powerful.

For the next few hours, Keyshia worked tirelessly, singing and rearranging the song until it was exactly what she had envisioned. The lyrics, the melody, the feeling — it was all there, raw and real. But as the third hour came to a close, Keyshia’s phone rang. It was Joe. He had noticed that she had stopped sharing her location with him, and his worry had set in.

When she finally picked up, he asked her where she was, his voice laced with concern.

“I’m in the studio. Don’t worry, I’m not that petty. I’ll share my location with you again,” Keyshia responded, her tone curt but not unkind.

Joe sighed, his voice softening as he tried to talk to her, but Keyshia wasn’t having it. She wasn’t ready to have that conversation. Not yet. If Joe wasn’t asking about their kids, she didn’t want to engage. She quickly ended the call, dismissing him, and went back to focusing on her music.

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As she posted a photo of herself in the studio on her Instagram story, her producer looked over at her with a knowing glance. “Girl, are you ready to get back to work?” he asked, a playful tone in his voice.

Keyshia nodded, a determined look in her eyes. “One more hour, then I’m heading home,” she said, her focus unwavering.

The studio was her sanctuary, the place where she could confront her pain, her passion, and her truth. And it was in that space that Keyshia would continue to create the music that had made her a voice for the broken-hearted, the misunderstood, and the resilient. Through every note, every lyric, she was not just healing herself; she was giving her listeners a way to heal, too.

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galacii-gallery · 9 months ago

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Shattered Lore caught in 4k. May contain Shattered Fates AU spoilers so...

Disclaimer: He's not in the OG Dreamtale, I'm not the Creator of Dreamtale... Shattered belongs to the Shattered Fates AU, a Dreamtale AU; differing from the original. [ It holds some aspects from the original, but it is very different in terms of story.... worldbuilding etc. ]

May or may not contain spoilers for the Shattered Fates AU Fic! ( This was shared on discord but I'm here to share it here as well! )

Here's some general information on him...

He's a Dream who experiences 'Dreams' and in most of them it ends up with him dying, or worse. [ Similar to Resets, but on another level. ]

Having gone through several failed attempts he finally figured out another path for the betterment of his world, for their brother and himself.

with how much resentment he held, it unlocked new paths... even he was surprised by this change, being able to tap into more 'Negative' aspects of himself like Nightmare. Of course, he couldn't tap in fully to the abilities granted to him unlike Nightmare, but he most certainly could use this new version of himself to his advantage.

After becoming this, a new point was appointed to him as well... he couldn't exactly go back to the very beginning again... dying would just set him back to his first experience as this 'Shattered' version of himself.

forever starting out in a position where he'd be fighting himself emotionally. The scarlet rage within ready to pop at any moment if things didn't go his way... he had to make do with what he now had and was stuck with.

( He sometimes gets jealous of versions of himself who have a better life then himself, like Post dark cream Dream/Shattered and the Studio version of himself. )

Shattered uses his knowledge from previous 'Dreams' to sway those who he knew... for those he doesn't know he gains a great interest in them; the same goes for those who have the potential to change. With this as well, he finally took advantage of his natural strength, preferring hand to hand combat up close, rather then the bow which did little to no help to him before.

There's rumors that he takes those with that potential under his wing, and re-directs events or deaths towards others to keep a particular crowd alive... he can't exactly be everywhere at once saving those that he needs.

having been... through a lot, he lost the reason why he continued to be like this and eventually just saw himself as Shattered and not so much as Dream anymore. he's doing this for the world... for himself, and his brother right? he's the hero in his eyes, but not in others...

Shattered is very confident in himself; to the point it has become the catalyst to his 'Negative' sense of self. Charismatic, but not intentionally... it's actually hard to tell if he's flirting or not with another. Unlike Nightmare, Shattered tends to Lie more; mainly to keep himself together... to keep others in positions where he believes they need to be. sometimes he can be Sassy or more so Sly. when he's beginning to go over the edge, a scarlet hue begins to set in. the hidden and concealed part of him that he tries to keep buried is Aggressive, Argumentative, Violent and Uncontrollable. There's little moments where he ends up slipping into this 'Fully corrupted' version of himself, once in it- it's hard to escape this intrusive thought of a form.

...more will be shared and explained with the Fic! but this is primarily for those wanting to overanalyze Shattered or possibly write him more accurately!

#here's ur lore for the day #Shattered!dream #canon info #spoilers #shattered fates au #shattered fates bios #shattered!dream info #not dreamtale #utmv #undertale au #myart #art

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