#I hope you do.

[chiefcroissantdeanbanana]

[SPOILERS] A Date with Death Bad Ending 1 - A "What if" Scenario

I really really liked Every Single Bad End ADWD gave us, but I was super heartbroken to see that we barely got Casper's reaction in Bad Ending 1 (Untrustworthy), so I decided to write more to it... yes I am starved and yes I cook my own food but also because I need more pain in my bad endings (and because I suddenly got an idea and wanted to hurt more people drex and aya I am targeting you please read this /hj /j) I mean what who said that?? + The people who would've listened to my brainrot are busy right now so. womp womp for me boohoo :((

Bad ending 1 (Untrustworthy) spoilers.

DISCLAIMER!! bad writing. yep. and spoilers but mainly bad writing. and bad english too... also, I do not claim this as canon or real to the game, it's just me making silly stories :3

-> What if after MC dies, Casper comes to their apartment immediately but found that MC had already been possessed by a demon? He kills it, hesitating for a bit because it's his sunshine's body. But he knows it's what you would've wanted, to not let a demon tarnish your name, so he kills "you". And then, for the first time in his Grim Reaper life, he feels regret. Regret? How? He shouldn't feel like this- Especially not for a human he was supposed to kill! And he did it, didn't he? He won! So... So why does he feel so... empty? His vision is turning blurry, he feels something warm on his cheeks, are these tears? Is he crying? Oh nine hells, he's about to choke on his own sobs. Why is he feeling like this? Is he sick? Did the soul sickness finally taint his soul, for better or for worse? Who knows!

He'd be like Bad Ending 2 Casper too, depressed, lonely, and no one to ever truly connect to. And he regrets it so so so so much. The multiple "What if's" in his head drives him crazy every single night. "If only I was friendlier..." "If only I was more trustworthy..." "If only I didn't push to make that stupid bridge...!" haunts him, he can barely even open his laptop, because looking at it reminds him of the broken trust you placed on him.

Sometimes though... he feels something, something that doesn't truly feel like 'him'. It's strange, he feels like you're still here somehow, even though you aren't. Like... a part of you was on him. Protecting him, shouldering his burdens, and that wrecks him more than anything could ever do. Why him? Why would you do this? HE'S the reason YOU'RE dead, so... So why are you trying so hard to let him live on? Is this karma? Do you want him to forever remember his mistake? His loss? He would gladly do it too, as repayment, as justice, for fairness (and that he also feels guilty, immense guilt, it's confusing, conflicting emotions swallow him up whole) He's supposed to feel happy for your death, right? It's what he's been doing for years, trying to kill you over and over again, failing time and time until his patience grew thin. But now? He wished you could've avoided death once more, just a couple of minutes more, to be with you for a second longer... He'd give up anything for that.

(+ the section above is the ending for that, an aimless Grim Reaper searching for the light that saved him, but I also had another ending in mind, I just didn't know where to put it so I'll add it as an extra!!

-> His regret and grief couldn't be contained, it was too hard for him to keep it covered, and he got caught. He got caught having feelings, having MORTAL feelings. Something a grim reaper, especially someone of his rank, should never have. He knew it was soon, he knew from the start what he was doing was illegal. He accepted it long ago, but now, he finally had a reason to be terminated. Maybe grim reapers also had an afterlife too? If they did, he wishes it could be the same as them. Would their afterlife be as soft as them? As warm as them? As perfect, and wonderful as them? No, actually. He wants THEM. He wants YOU. Not just your afterlife- but your whole being, he hopes he could see you, waiting for him, along with azrael and your pet. "Ah, my home..." he thinks blissfully, as his whole being gets erased, and not a single trace of him remains.)

[jokersupremacy]

Hey

Maru

That is, if you even still go by that name. I had forgotten about you and moved on for months and months, and yet you still have the audacity to cause trouble for my friends. Don't play dumb, you know exactly what I'm talking about. Grow the fuck up and stop hurting people. Stop going after my friends and their friends, they did nothing to you. They're literally trying to enjoy an anime, and you caused them to not want to have anything to do with it. I am sick and tired of your countless lies and bullshit. I hope you see this you little brat, go spew more and more lies and hope the void will believe you because me and anyone else who knows me and my friends knows the truth of the shit you have done. Stop gaslighting people and grow up. The world does not revolve around you at all. And don't even try to pin this on some "issue" you may have, having that kinda thing does not give you any right to treat people like utter shit. Cuz guess what? MANY OTHER PEOPLE HAVE THAT KINDA PROBLEM TOO. You are just a toxic piece of shit, and you know it. You don't like it when people don't like your ship or don't agree with you so you gotta bring them down and hurt them and lie to them.

Grow up.

[bixels]

As gen-AI becomes more normalized (Chappell Roan encouraging it, grifters on the rise, young artists using it), I wanna express how I will never turn to it because it fundamentally bores me to my core. There is no reason for me to want to use gen-AI because I will never want to give up my autonomy in creating art. I never want to become reliant on an inhuman object for expression, least of all if that object is created and controlled by tech companies. I draw not because I want a drawing but because I love the process of drawing. So even in a future where everyone’s accepted it, I’m never gonna sway on this.

[shadesofmauve]

I want to step away from the art-vs-artist side of the Gaiman issue for a bit, and talk about, well, the rest of it. Because those emotions you're feeling would be the same without the art; the art just adds another layer.

Source: I worked with a guy who turned out to be heavily involved in an international, multi-state sex-slavery/trafficking ring.

He was really nice.

Yeah.

It hits like a dumptruck of shit. You don't feel stable in your world anymore. How could someone you interacted with, liked, also be a truly horrible person? How could your judgement be that bad? How can real people, not stylized cartoon bogeymen, be actually doing this shit?

You have to sit with the fact that you couldn't, or probably couldn't, have known. You should have no guilt as part of this horror — but guilt is almost certainly part of that mess you're feeling, because our brains do this associative thing, and somehow "I liked [the version of] the guy [that I knew]", or his creations, becomes "I made a horrible mistake and should feel guilty."

You didn't, loves, you didn't.

We're human, and we can only go by the information we have. And the information we have is only the smallest glimpse into someone else's life.

I didn't work closely with the guy I knew at work, but we chatted. He wasn't just nice; he was one of the only people outside my tiny department who seemed genuinely nice in a workplace that was rapidly becoming incredibly toxic. He loaned me a bike trainer. Occasionally he'd see me at the bus stop and give me a lift home.

Yup. I was a young woman in my twenties and rode in this guy's car. More than once.

When I tell this story that part usually makes people gasp. "You must feel so scared about what could have happened to you!" "You're so lucky nothing happened!"

No, that's not how it worked. I was never in danger. This guy targeted Korean women with little-to-no English who were coerced and powerless. A white, fluent, US citizen coworker wasn't a potential victim. I got to be a person, not prey.

Y'know that little warning bell that goes off, when you're around someone who might be a danger to you? That animal sense that says "Something is off here, watch out"?

Yeah, that doesn't ping if the preferred prey isn't around.

That's what rattled me the most about this. I liked to think of myself as willing to stand up for people with less power than me. I worked with Japanese exchange students in college and put myself bodily between them and creeps, and I sure as hell got that little alarm when some asian-schoolgirl fetishist schmoozed on them. But we were all there.

I had to learn that the alarm won't go off when the hunter isn't hunting. That it's not the solid indicator I might've thought it was. That sometimes this is what the privilege of not being prey does; it completely masks your ability to detect the horrors that are going on.

A lot of people point out that 'people like that' have amazing charisma and ability to lie and manipulate, and that's true. Anyone who's gotten away with this shit for decades is going to be way smoother than the pathetic little hangers-on I dealt with in university. But it's not just that. I seriously, deeply believe that he saw me as a person, and he did not extend personhood to his victims. We didn't have a fake coworker relationship. We had a real one. And just like I don't know the ins-and-outs of most of my coworkers lives, I had no idea that what he did on his down time was perpetrate horrors.

I know this is getting off the topic, but it's so very important. Especially as a message to cis guys: please understand that you won't recognize a creep the way you might think you will. If you're not the preferred prey, the hind-brain alarm won't go off. You have to listen to victims, not your gut feeling that the person seems perfectly nice and normal. It doesn't mean there's never a false accusation, but face the fact that it's usually real, and you don't have enough information to say otherwise.

So, yeah. It fucking sucks. Writing about this twists my insides into tense knots, and it was almost a decade ago. I was never in danger. No one I knew was hurt!

Just countless, powerless women, horrifically abused by someone who was nice to me.

You don't trust your own judgement quite the same way, after. And as utterly shitty as it is, as twisted up and unstead-in-the-world as I felt the day I found out — I don't actually think that's a bad thing.

I think we all need to question our own judgement. It makes us better people.

I don't see villains around every corner just because I knew one, once. But I do own the fact that I can't know, really know, about anyone except those closest to me. They have their own full lives. They'll go from the pinnacles of kindness to the depths of depravity — and I won't know.

It's not a failing. It's just being human. Something to remember before you slap labels on people, before you condemn them or idolize them. Think about how much you can't know, and how flawed our judgement always is.

Grieve for victims, and the feeling of betrayal. But maybe let yourself off the hook, and be a bit slower to skewer others on it.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

I love you Safety Wizard.

(Inspired by @keroascrazy)

[pangur-and-grim]

one thing that took me embarrassingly long to learn is "sometimes when people say things, they will not be true."

I used to tell people about this revelation and they'd be like yeah.....duh.....but like, why wouldn't my base assumption be that you're communicating to me in a straightforward manner. anyway, I get scammed a lot.

[junkworldusa]

you make me want to draw again

here you go! this is also for my future self.

[badolmen]

WARNING 18+

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[smoosie]

(Which arm, Viktor, huh ? Which one ??)

They were not a couple so, Jayce (who had a very bad day and just wanted to hug it out) proceeded to freak out, backed out of the lab and never mentioned it again but, Astral Viktor, that mf ? He'd be delighted to remind Jayce of that moment in time, of that missed call and watch him die from embarrassment and resentment over himself

(I'm glad they've never beaten the gay allegations and never will)

[chiptrillino-art]

(ID in ALT text)

"got your nose"

[gongyussy]

(✿◕‿◕) die (ꈍ ꒳ ꈍ✿)

[isjasz]

[mob killing noises] BAM!!!!1111!!

[krispiecake]

Okay, without trying to take away from the joy we are feeling, we must stay vigilant. This ceasefire deal is 3 phases, the first is a 42 day pause for hostage exchange which is set to start on SUNDAY, as long as Netanyahu’s cabinet signs off on it. The IOF is not expected to fully retreat from Gaza, but stay to ‘mandated zones’. Palestinians are meant to be able to return to their homes, but with Israeli soldiers still there, this is not a guarantee. The 600 aid trucks a day into Gaza during this 42 day phase 1 is still not enough.

THIS IS NOT OVER. We do not know the details of phase 2 and 3, and nothing has been agreed for these phases in writing. We must not get complacent in this moment of respite. Please, do not stop fighting. This is not over until every Palestinian can return home, until the occupation is gone, until all of Palestine is free.

Keep protesting and campaigning, keep donating because aid organisations need all the help they can get, especially in the next 6 weeks, and it might be the only window people get to evacuate. This is a step in the right direction, but it is not over.

sources: 1 , 2

[novelconcepts]

I Saw the TV Glow is such a uniquely, devastatingly queer story. Two queer kids trapped in suburbia. Both of them sensing something isn’t quite right with their lives. Both of them knowing that wrongness could kill them. One of them getting out, trying on new names, new places, new ways of being. Trying to claw her way to fully understanding herself, trying to grasp the true reality of her existence. Succeeding. Going back to help the other, to try so desperately to rescue an old friend, to show the path forward. Being called crazy. Because, to someone who hasn’t gotten out, even trying seems crazy. Feels crazy. Looks, on the surface, like dying.

And to have that other queer kid be so terrified of the internal revolution that is accepting himself that he inadvertently stays buried. Stays in a situation that will suffocate him. Choke the life out of him. Choke the joy out of him. Have him so terrified of possibly being crazy that he, instead, lives with a repression so extreme, it quite literally is killing him. And still, still, he apologizes for it. Apologizes over and over and over, to people who don’t see him. Who never have. Who never will. Because it’s better than being crazy. Because it’s safer than digging his way out. Killing the image everyone sees to rise again as something free and true and authentic. My god. My god, this movie. It shattered me.

[theoldaeroplane]

worried that thing you put in your art or writing or game or music is too self-indulgent, too self-referential, too niche for anyone but yourself? fear not! you can do whatever you want forever. and you should.

[microwavingfranky]

Where this goes, part 1.

Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 (end)

Hrrrrmmmmm okkaaaay soooooo

this is a sketch comic i drew last year (November 2023) shortly after finishing Ennie's Lobby and starting a new full time job. I didn't really write a script for it and i finished it in 2 weeks... this is completely unedited and just how i made it a year ago (lol rip good luck)

when i tell you i have never responded to anything more passionately in my life that is the truth... idk i fell into a coma or something, it was crazy

there are some things about this that I think are quite nice, which is why I'm sharing it!!! But also please note that it also deserves a good helping of "HE WOULD NOT F***ING SAY THAT" and i understand that 😂 i hope you are able to enjoy it anyway, i said what i said

I'll go through and link all the parts appropriately and work on the alt text once they're uploaded, please be nice to me :0 Read from left to right!

UPDATE: Alt text has been added! Sorry for the bad handwriting. Also added some description for the silent parts for potential text/audio only folks