#I presume you are The Anon

[owl-house-incorrectly]

REJOICE FOR IT IS I! THE ANON!

THE ANON

[oifaaa]

I'm illegally a woman, wanna legally be married?

(SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY)

Sure meet me in the woods tonight we'll run away and elope then settle down in a nice country I'm kinda feeling Sweden unless you prefer a warmer climate

[episodes-without-incident]

11/30/2023:

0 episodes since Drawfee last referenced Cats (2019)

0 episodes since Drawfee last referenced Everytime We Touch (2005)

[prince-liest]

I'm imagining Charlie finding out about Alastor's cannibalism curse thing and being like "he eats people because he has no choice, that's so sad 😭" meanwhile Alastor is happily munching on a sinner. Charlie tries to be more inclusive and insists that Alastor should be allowed to eat what he needs at the dinner table with everyone and everyone else is not enthusiastic about it lol

Honestly this is a great deal of the joy of that headcanon for me, ehehe. Like, is it a moderately angsty allegory for eating disorders? Yeah, but it's also fucking hilarious because Alastor is SO not the person to be actually upset about having to eat people.

Also that is the most Charlie thing I have ever heard of and I am highly tempted to work it into a fic somewhere at some point, at least as a little side-scene. I can only presume that this starts with someone bitching about his conscientiously labeled tupperware in the fridge and ends with him strategically positioning outright decapitated heads so that their cold, dead eyes are staring directly at Lucifer's face during brunch.

[shizunitis]

I’m glad you approve of my ‘Binghe wishes not to be a half-demon and gets stuck in a terrible catch 22 situation’ idea!

It’s very fortunate that Shen Qingqiu doesn’t actually hate Heavenly Demons at all. When Shen Qingqiu inevitably gets into some trouble that he can’t escape, and Binghe speed runs his demonic corruption he can go save him, of course Shizun will still love him!

I was thinking about what sort of Heavenly Official the original heavenly demon was, and had the sudden, brilliant, idea that they were the Ling Wen of the PIDW heavens. In other words, the head of heavenly logistics and paperwork. 😂

First, that means that Binghe would be stuck in more or less the same role as Shang Qinghua, which is hilarious. Like father, like son, no?

Second, if anyone in the heavens is going to be susceptible to ‘murderous rage’ heart demons (which seems to be what Heavenly Demons suffer from), I think the poor soul in charge of logistics is it!

I wonder if Binghe’s fall could make him a slightly different flavor of Heavenly Demon, since he’d be succumbing to obsession heart demons, not the murderous rage sort. 🤔

binghe grumbling under his breath, carrying a tower of babel-sized pile of scrolls, because the higher ups found out he was shizun’s over-qualified secretary in life and now he has to somehow prevent his only remaining boss from dying so he can avoid the responsibility of taking over himself.

he didn’t even want to be here! who do these people think they are?! of course, he can’t do a sloppy job. it would reflect badly on shizun! curse it all.

what do you mean the huan hua palace master imprisoned shen qingqiu?! and you’re telling me this as an aside during a fucking meeting? MOVE

and thus, they are reunited.

i think it would be funny if tianlang-jun would actually want to take binghe’s job. they swap so binghe can get to his shizun (and prevent him from, somehow, transferring his soul into a mushroom?? where does his shiun even get these ideas!!) he maybe finds su xiyan there.

YESSSSSS GOD SPY BINGHE LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOO

[sharkgirldick]

would you let a postop trans guy facefuck you?

Yeah, but he'd have to grab me by my hair and call me princess while he does it.

[not-cool-enough-to-scuba-dive]

actually I would quite like to hear your thoughts on gender philosophy in omegaverse worldbuilding? :3

hm. anon, I fear this is a far larger can of worms than you probably anticipated. I'm going to spare you the worst of it by only giving you a short version, but be careful what you wish for.

I'm also hiding it under a cut because even the short version is embarrassingly long.

I'm hardly a connoisseur of omegaverse content, nor would I consider myself anywhere near an expert. I don't want to speak for all fics as I've admittedly not read many. I did do my master's diss about legal gender recognition, so this is more about gender and philosophically sound worldbuilding than an indictment of any particular writing or story tbh.

the short answer is I find omegaverse worldbuilding really interesting, but I've never fully been able to enjoy it due to the way a/b/o identities tend to have a biological determinist slant to them imo, and tendency for a lack of real world implications of what the omegaverse does to gender and character interactions anywhere outside the bedroom. I'd love to figure out a version that's more inclusive and philosophically/ideologically consistent, both with itself and with my own views on real life gender (basically, I want to make it make more sense, have less biological determinism, and be more inclusive of the wider range of human experiences). this is a big task, and ngl I haven't achieved it and don't anticipate doing so any time soon. I have like, a concept in my head, taking apart all the key pieces and putting them together again but different, but to make it thorough enough would require more effort and time than I have because I'm like, employed 😔

I feel like someday if I ever get invited to a powerpoint night though, this could be It.

[pianokantzart]

To make the game sadder. Don't think abt mario relaying what happened to luigi and also dont thie abt luigi having nightmares of Mr L and being afraid of himself

Too late

[divorcedfiddleford]

i already know what the story behind the picture is but please explain it anyway we need to educate the masses

oh my god thank you for enabling me ive been thinking about this all day. regarding this post i made yesterday and this classic image (which i actually just found out was posted seven years ago today!)

basically as can be read in the post at BigFest in 2016 somebody had what i believe was a fan-made prop based on the laptop from season 2 of gravity falls. alex hirsch attended this convention and decided to type in the password to the laptop. we never learned the password in the show so lots of people were excited to find out!

a HUGE thing to note here is that journal 3 was still months away from releasing and in fact while a couple pages had been released as promotional material it was still being worked on until, like... gosh i wanna say may is when they finally started printing it? don't quote me on that though my point is that this was all taking place pre-journal 3 and, therefore, many fans were still operating under the (sensible) impression that the laptop which

had been designed by fiddleford

had been built by fiddleford

had fiddleford's name on it

said "PROPERTY OF F" on it (at this point it had been established through promo images that "F" referred to fiddleford)

was assumed to be fiddleford's by, like, four different main characters

was given to and used by fiddleford following s2e7

fiddleford presumably knew the password to

would also belong to fiddleford. right? i mean logically. logically, guys.

so when alex hirsch revealed that the password had been "STANFORD" all along, people thought that was a little bit... well

of course, a couple months later journal 3 would be published and it would say that the laptop had actually been STANFORD'S, not fiddleford's, and that he had made the password his own name. so technically i lied in my earlier post, there IS a heterosexual explanation for this, but imo it's still bullshit. like sorry i don't believe for a fucking second that stanford "i need to encode all of my messages in multiple ciphers and write in invisible ink" pines would ever make a password as simple as his own name. he wouldve picked like something with six different layers of alternate meanings and also put it through atbash at the VERY least. also as i listed above there is a LOT of evidence which would support the laptop belonging to fiddleford, as opposed to ford, which has this random retcon (and like... some of the computer keys are different colors? i guess?? idk that bit was stupid) as its only supporting evidence.

my theory is that, while writing the show, alex and the other writers had intended for the laptop to belong to fiddleford, but for whatever reason, when they were writing the book, they decided to make it ford's instead. i want to make clear that i DON'T think this swap was motivated by homophobia, or as a reaction to seeing people interpret the password in a gay way. by the time that this photo was taken several promotional journal pages had been released, so it's safe to say that even if they were still adding the finishing touches to the book, it was pretty much in its final stage and in fact might have already started printing (i think the first photos we see of the book itself were posted like a week or two after bigfest). so to assume that there's a correlation there is both unfounded and extremely unlikely.

now, the stargazing scene reprint, on the other hand

[laurasimonsdaughter]

What if Disney adapted The Disobedient Daughter Who Married a Skull? (Fun fact: it's a tale from my home country.)

I'm honestly struggling to think of any sort of adaptation that would suit this story...

It's very interesting, I think, with good surprises along the way. But it's almost a horror story (the skull-spirit parading around in borrowed body parts and then losing them again is genuinely terrifying) and almost wholesome (kindness to the old mother leads to the heroine's liberation and her parents celebrate her return) but also a morality tale (don't be vain, don't marry strangers, listen to your parents).

I suppose I could see it in an animation style like Avatar the Last Airbender? But it would probably end up being a much more authentic experience if it was taken up by a (West) African studio... I'm not sure what kind of visuals would suit this best!

[oifaaa]

I know it doesn’t really matter but I’m curious on whether u think Jason killed Felipe Garzonas or not. I could go either way tbh.

He did it and he'd do it again I've got evidence can you see the evidence no but trust me I have it

[loadinghellsing]

you pawned my ask off- I'm fucking losing it op XD care to share any of the walluigi art?

YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

NO. You can not see the Walluigi art! EVER.

[cluster-b-culture-is]

I feel like the entire population has MPD

???

[tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang]

Hi I know you have a life outside of Tumblr so I don't wanna pressure you but you don't haven't replied to any of my asks😭😭😭😭 could you please do them in your free time thank you

Well that depends entirely on what they were and when they were asked

[amee-racle-ofmyown]

the heist!mark brainrot is consuming me…, just imagine mark n the viewer meeting for the first time as little kids to shoplift candy or smth together ╥﹏╥

the (brain)rot consumes!! I can relate

my dear anon... LISTEN. I am a big advocate for childhood friends captaineer, it's one of my favourite headcanons, but a childhood friends AU for the heist partners? that's something I hadn't considered until now. and it's adorable. I had to write something for it asap because I was INSPIRED. I hope you enjoy💖 thanks for sparking the idea!

Heist!Mark x reader (not explicitly romantic at all it's more about the friendship in this one) | Words: 1,317

You are in the kitchen of your shared home base, unloading the groceries your heist partner has just bought, when you pick up a bag of sour candies, smiling quietly to yourself. He's always been a fan of them.

Turning the packet in your hands, an old memory drifts to the surface of your mind:

You don't remember exactly how long ago it was, but you couldn't have been much older than maybe ten.

Your father was busy working, and had reluctantly sent you to the store with a small list after you insisted you could handle it on your own.

You slipped the folded piece of paper out of your school bag and scanned the list of items. At the bottom was a note that read, ‘Remember to stay hydrated, kiddo! :)’

You walked around the supermarket collecting the few things on your list and placed them in your trolley. On your way to the checkout, you passed through the candy aisle and slowed to eye the products on display.

‘Aren't you going to get anything?’

Your head perked up, shocked at the sudden voice addressing you.

There was a boy next to you with dark hair, looking at you inquisitively. He seemed to be about your age. He might have even been slightly shorter than you.

You must have been standing here for longer than you realised if it had prompted him to ask you about it.

You shook your head.

‘Why not?’

‘Oh, um. My dad only gave me enough money for what we need,’ you said timidly, showing him the list.

‘Ohh, that's too bad.’ Then, a small yet undeniably mischievous smile appeared on his face. He glanced discreetly up and down the aisle. ‘You know you can just — ’ and he took one of the small packets of candy off the shelf and slipped it swiftly into his pocket.

Your eyes went wide, stunned. Both from the fact that he was suggesting you steal, and at the speed and subtly with which he'd enacted the crime, as if he'd done it dozens of times before, if not more.

‘What are you doing?’ you spoke in a harsh whisper.

‘It's no big deal,’ he said in a lower voice than before, but one that still felt entirely too loud. He slipped another bag into his pocket.

You did not want to associate with this boy any longer.

You pushed your trolley away and towards the checkout, handing your items to the cashier.

You were unhappy to find the boy waiting for you when you exited the store, shopping bag in your hand.

‘What do you want?’ you asked, a little standoffishly, frowning at him.

‘There's no need to be rude,’ he said with a small pout. ‘Y'know, I think I might have seen you at school a few times.’

To your dismay, he followed along as you started walking home. When you pressed him, he simply said, ‘Hey, I'm not following you! I live down this way too, I promise!’

As the two of you walked, he chatted annoyingly by your side. What was more annoying was that you found you didn't mind his presence. You were a quiet kid and you didn't have many friends. Having someone to walk home with you was kind of a nice change of pace.

Just as you thought this, though, you immediately chided yourself mentally. You and him were not friends. You weren't going to be friends. This boy was a criminal and he wasn't even sorry about it.

You frowned in thought.

Oh no, what if he got caught? What if you went to juvenile jail for being an accomplice to theft? What would Dad say? What would Mom say? What if—’

‘Hey, are you listening to me? You haven't responded to anything I'm saying.’

You simply sighed as he pulled you out of your thoughts.

‘Are you still mad about the candy? I told you it's not a big deal.’

You stopped as you realised you were approaching your front door. The journey seemed to have gone a little faster than usual.

‘Really?’ you finally replied in an exasperated tone. ‘That was no big deal for you? That was stealing. Stealing is wrong.’ You couldn't believe you had to spell it out to him.

‘They won't notice a couple tiny bags of candy are gone. My mom says big companies that own supermarkets are greedy. They make loads of money anyway and don't pay enough taxes.’

‘Does your mom know you're a thief?’

‘W- well, no, but-’

‘That’s what I thought.’

He looked a little disheartened.

‘Please don't tell anyone. I'm sorry if I upset you,’ he said quietly, looking down.

You hadn't really expected an apology from someone like him. You sighed again.

‘I won't tell, but don't expect me to just go along with it. And don't act like we're best buds all of a sudden. We don't know each other. You don't even know my name!’

‘Well, what's your name?’

You gave him a slightly surprised look before telling him your name, albeit hesitantly.

‘Look, I have to get going now…’

You fumbled with the shopping bag as you reached into your coat pocket, feeling for the house key, when you suddenly felt something that wasn't there before. It made a crinkling sound beneath your touch.

‘You didn't.’ You pulled the candy out of your pocket. ‘When did you—?’

The boy grinned at you.

‘I thought you could have one of mine.’

‘I don't want your stolen candy!’

‘Judging by how you looked at it earlier, I think you do. And besides, stolen treats taste better!’ he called out, already walking away.

‘Wh- SHH!’ You hoped none of your neighbours had heard.

‘I'm Mark by the way! See ya, buddy!’

You stood outside the front door, dumbfounded.

Finally you let yourself in. Your dad wouldn't be home yet for a while.

You put the shopping away and sat down at your kitchen table, staring at the stolen goods in front of you.

You could try to put it back but… that would be more suspicious.

You figured, the deed had been done. There was nothing you could do now, so you may as well make the most of it.

You tore the edge of the packet and popped one of the candies in your mouth, savouring the sweet and sour combination on your tongue.

Maybe Mark was right. It did taste extra good. But maybe it was just because you'd been craving it.

What a weird kid.

‘Stealing is wrong, huh…?’ you mumble under your breath. You look down at the candy in your hands. It's not the same brand as the one from back then, but you imagine it tastes more or less the same, from what you remember.

Present day Mark is the one to pull you out of your musings.

‘Hey, what's with that face you're making? I know that look, buddy. Are you contemplating your life choices??’

You chuckle softly.

‘Just… got reminded of something. I suppose I got lost in nostalgia for a moment.’

‘Oh yeah? Penny for your thoughts?’

You turn and smile at him.

‘This just made me think of an annoying little boy stealing candy from a supermarket. And his reluctant acquaintance who ended up getting dragged into his antics for the foreseeable future.’

It takes a second for it to click.

‘Ohhhhh.’ You watch as realisation turns to him smiling fondly at the memories, which turns to him snapping his attention to you with a fake-offended look.

You laugh at his expression.

‘Wait, hey! Annoying?!’

‘Mhm.’

‘Excuse you, I was a wonderful, sweet and positively charming child.’

Your laughter rings out in the kitchen, full of mirth, and he shakes his head at you with a familiar lopsided grin, and you are so grateful for the cheeky little boy who approached you that day.

[sekaicards]

Another thing is even if two cards are beautiful and they get paired up, whoever the more popular character is will get more votes.

RIP Haruka's chance at having the #1 card, based on favorite characters alone you won't win.

My prediction is eventually either a Nightcord card, or Akito, Toya, Tsukasa or Rui will be in the top 2

i... do hate to break it to you dear anon, but there are a lot of people vote for their favourite character regardless of if the card is "as beautiful" as the card it is matched against. this is because people tend to like their favourite character's cards.