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MIDNIGHT CINDERELLA MEMORIAL POST

The Midnight Cinderella app will be closed on Monday August 26th, 2024 (5 PM JST). The English version was actively updated from 2014 to 2021 when Cybird announced the ceasing of operations for MidCin, but the app remained accessible until today. I'm sure I'm not the only one who mourns the loss of it even after all these years of discontinuation, so I wanted to put together a post to properly say goodbye to it. Trying my best not to make it all too sappy - I'd rather look at it as a show that reached its final episode. Some things might be left unresolved but in the end, you remember the cast and the emotions they made you feel more than the actual plot. Nowadays there arguably may be better titles by Cybird out there, but for me, the simplicity of MidCin was what made the details so memorable.

1. VIDEO - POV: You're playing Midnight Cinderella (for 10 minutes)

The 10-minute version (without sound) is accessible via the link above (opens in Google Docs) This one I was really excited about recording! It's just your normal day playing midcin, I'm sure many will find it nostalgic and comforting. You log in, claim your daily bonus (I used the chance to do a present box reveal, 90+ items, many of which you might recognize from route grace checks), play the garden gacha (in my case, I used up all the points I had accumulated, 7800 which equals 39 solos), do your princess lessons, change your avatar, greet your friends, read 1/5 of today's free story parts, check the ranking and your stats, look at your memories directory. The video has no sound, as the game wouldn't let me turn it on (you will see me try to do so throughout the video...) but later on I got it to work so I recorded a one-minute video (the one imported above) of me replenishing stamina just for those iconic sound effects that you either loved or absolutely couldn't stand the volume of, haha.

2. A Midnight Cinderella playlist (spotify link)

While I wasn't there for the early days of midcin, the songs I associated with the game almost always captured this very specifically nostalgic 90s-10s period, you'll see what I mean. Many of those are taken from 8track playlists dedicated to Midnight Cinderella, and if I'm not mistaken you can still look at what is left of them if you search them up. Others are just my very random interpretations of the route stories and the characters.

3. Fic recommendations

We have a lovely community of creatives and there are still so many works left behind which you can check out on the tags! But especially for fics I wanted to list some that truly touched me during the years (all links open in ao3) -

i'm on fire and its NSFW bonus scene bloodstream by a deleted user - words are not enough for this one. It's like it meant more than Nico's whole route for me at one point, and the songs are forever in my heart as Nico songs...

MidCin Works by DBMidCin (SoftSen) - ALL of these. This is my go-to collection of writings for midcin when I start to miss the game, it has a little bit of everything. The headcanon of Giles teaching his girls French for instance is one of the things I still remember reading like it was yesterday!

Bedroom Etiquette (NSFW) by RubyLeeRay - Because this is the dream. Doing something forbidden with your tutor Giles is the ultimate fantasy, I swear. I just love it.

And of course, many, many more. There are currently 166 works on the midcin tag in Ao3, and I'm sure there are a lot of hidden gems here on tumblr as well! Reminder that writers LOVE it when you interact with their old works, it's not weird, you shouldn't hesitate doing so if you find yourself enjoying any of them! <3

4. My own humble collection of MidCin writings on my writing blog @xxsycamore!

Maid, Butler, Chamberlain (NSFW) - Nico x MC with Giles joining them

Grabbles: 💋 Demand for a kiss, right here, right now (GILES); 👔 Stealing their clothes to cuddle when you miss them (BYRON); more coming soon as there are still some in my askbox and I plan on including midcin in future short writings request openings too.

Shared Moments (NSFW) - Nico x Reader - Secret relationship

Ice-cold heat (NSFW) - Byron x Reader - Temperature play

Double the Surprise - Alyn and Leo birthday fic

Leo Crawford having a misadventure with a cat (ao3 link) - crack fic featuring most of the suitors

5. Out of context Midnight Cinderella screenshots

This is a sideblog of mine dedicated to posting out-of-context funny screenshots that I took while playing the routes - @oocmidcin . If you have some of your own that are not on there, you're free to submit them and add to the archive!

6. The perfect MidCin song - The Moon Will Sing by The Crane Wives

When I first discovered this song back in 2020 I dreamed of making it into a midcin music video with simplistic art and animations... It ended up being just something you daydream in detail about while in the car, but that's alright. I could at least share my vision with you! Disclaimer, this is just an interpretation and obviously it can't fit all characters ideally - In the brackets, I explain how the lyric is related to them and usually it reveals their backstories. Some of the details I've already forgotten, sorry if it's inaccurate.)

Tell me once again

I could have been anyone, anyone else

Before you made the choice for me

(Giles - his family making the choice for him since birth and later disowning him once he failed to become a knight due to his illness)

My feet knew the path

We walked in the dark, in the dark

I never gave a single thought to where it might lead

(Nico - wandering the streets with his mother once they were thrown out of Stein castle because she was a commoner having an affair with Byron's father, the King)

All those empty rooms

We could have been anywhere, anywhere else

Instead I made a bed with apathy

(Robert - the empty rooms of the once flourishing palace of the country that Robert ruled and led to demise, nowadays becoming a mere court painter)

My heart knew the weight

Ten years' worth of dust and neglect

We made our peace with weariness and let it be

(Leo - the years in which Alyn didn't speak to him, after the death of their parents)

The moon will sing a song for me

I loved you like the sun

Bore the shadows that you made

With no light of my own

(Albert - loyally standing in king Byron's shadow)

Name your courage now

We could have had anything, anything else

Instead you hoarded all that's left of me

(Sid - his relationship with his fiance that he agreed upon just to find out more about his parents by getting close to her father)

Swallowing your doubt

Like swords to the pit of my belly

I want to feel the fire that you kept from me

(Alyn - searching for answers about the murder of his family and the fire that burnt down their home)

I shine only with the light you gave me

(I could have been anyone, anyone)

(Louis - being a nobody and MC being his sun)

7. It goes on

I went to read what I could of chapter 4 of Rayvis' route, using my last two chapter tickets as well, thinking it won't make me cry. And then I'm hit with those familiar things.

So let's close this with a word about the things that never change in the universe of Midnight Cinderella.

Stumbling down the grand staircase and right into the arms of somebody. Escaping the palace at midnight with Nico's help. Sitting at breakfast with Giles giving you your schedule for the day. Nico's teasing little smile as he accompanies you everywhere and listens to your relationship troubles. The way he's just a little suspicious at times. Finding Robert painting in the garden of Wysteria palace. Going to the room of your chosen suitor for the first time and meeting a pet there. Leo teaching you history and politics in his office. Dance lessons with Louis. Needing those dance lessons because King Byron is coming to Wysteria and a ball is going to take place. The bureaucrats being unhappy with you as a princess elect, no matter what. Galloping on a horse with Alyn who just protected you from an enemy attack. Getting information from a certain flirty merchant at a bar. Albert bickering with Nico, Sid teasing Louis. Being introduced to Archduke Herneit at Stein castle. King Byron appreciating the night sky. The sight of your yellow and orange princess elect room where on the large bed with its blue bedframe and tall see-through canopy you lie awake and think about the events of the day and how would a wise future Queen of Wysteria deal with the current situation. But ultimately you fall asleep, hearing the melancholically beautiful sounds of a violin coming from somewhere deep within your dream, and leave it all to the following day.

Thank you for everything, Midnight Cinderella!

08/26/2024

[astrobiscuits]

Solar Return obs 1

Before we start...

For the best results, always ALWAYS compare your Solar Return chart with your Natal chart. For pinpointing the exact timing when something will happen in your love life, look up at your upcoming Venus Return chart. When does it start? Now compare it with your next Solar Return. If you have planets in your 7th house in Solar Return, notice if they are proeminent in your current Venus Return chart. Bingo! You've just found out when these planets are going to get activated (around the date of the Venus Return chart)

Without further do, let's roll the SR observations!💗

🦩 Jupiter in 4th house indicates moving abroad that year

🦩 While Uranus in 4th house brings sudden, unexpected changes in your home life. Moving to another house? You bet. Redecorating your whole house because you just woke up with the urge to do so? Could be another possibility

🦩 Jupiter trine Venus in SR brings an easiness to manifesting everything you want that year. If Jupiter/Venus is in 2nd house trining the other planet, then you might also get lots of gifts

🦩 Venus in 2nd house also indicates spending more than usual on material possesions that year (compulsive shopping much)

🦩 Sun conjunct Saturn and Venus in 6th house = becoming "that girl". Your main focus will be on building a solid, stable routine for yourself, that also looks aesthetically pleasing

🦩 Stellium in 10th house/11th house = high chance of becoming (internet) famous. Bonus points is Jupiter is involved (i started my blog while my current SR has a 10th house stellium and i have to thank you guys for showing such big support for this blog🥹 thank you)

🦩 Jupiter in 9th house can indicate travelling abroad for the purpose of experimenting different lifestyles (For ex. you visit Guatemala because you want to experience what is like to be a Guatemalian - you want to try all their traditional dishes, learn their traditional dances and open up your mind to a different culture)

🦩 Another meaning of Jupiter in 9th house is that you might go abroad for college or if you start college in your homecountry, then you're probably going to major in foreign languages, philosophy or religion

🦩 Pluto in 4th house could mean uncovering a family secret. Don't be surprised if you find out that you're adopted or you have family members alive that you didn't know about👀

🦩 Moon in 4th house means that you'll feel much more nostalgic that year. You might spend more time with your mother than usual, reminescence on your childhood memories or look through old photos of you and your family

🦩 If you're in a relationship and you've got Neptune in 7th house in your next SR, then i'm sorry to disappoint you, but expect a year where you might question your partner's loyalty. I'm not saying your partner is going to cheat, but for some reason you might feel more suspicious of them than usual

🦩 Mars in 8th house = expect more sex than usual lol

🦩 If Pluto squares Mars and one of these planets is in the 4th house/5th house/7th house/10th house/11thouse, beware of power plays and toxic dynamics in your family/friendships/relationship (for 4th,5th,7th or 11th house) or at your workplace (for 10th house)

🦩 Moon in 12th house indicates that you're going to be more secretive with your emotions. You won't tell people how you feel and at times you might be confused about your own emotions, because you'll have the tendency to surpress them

🦩 With Jupiter conjuncting Ascendant (doesn't matter if it's in the 12th house or 1st house), expect to be constantly blessed by the Universe without doing anything. One of the most luckiest placements you could have in your SR

🦩 Neptune trine Mercury indicates a high chance of coming up with a creative masterpiece that year (it can be in any domain: arts, music, writing, acting, u name it)

🦩 Saturn in 2nd house can indicate going on a diet that year

🦩 Mars in 3rd house indicates being more argumentative that year than usual. You might speak at a faster pace or speak before thinking twice

🦩 Indicators in SR for meeting your future spouse:

SR Juno conjuncts SR Sun/Moon/Venus

SR Juno conjuncts SR Descendant

SR Juno conjuncts one of your natal, personal planets

Natal Juno conjuncts one of your SR planets

If the 5th house/7th house is involved, then you'll also start dating them/be in a relationship with them that year!!

🦩 If you've been struggling with fear of dying, Sun in 12th house indicates a year when you'll probably overcome this fear. During this year, you're more prone to dive deeper into what happens after death, which will naturally ease your anxiety

🦩 I had Capricorn rising with Pluto and Saturn in 1st house this year and it was ROUGH. Capricorn risings sets the theme for the year as a year with hardships, obstacles and difficulties in achieving happiness. Saturn in 1st house brings a lower than usual sense of self-esteem, while Pluto in 1st house tells us about a major change when it comes to how others perceive us. This change isn't as sudden as the changes Uranus brings, more like something that has been boiling for a while in the dark and now it finally comes up to the surface. This year i decided to pursue astrology as my (future) career and i've also told people in my life about it. I felt like i was truly reborn compared to where i was last year

[skinnyminiindustrial]

FESTIVAL AT UA

♡Summary: It's been five years since you graduated from UA and became a pro-hero. During a reunion festival back at UA, you are reunited with your old classmates, including Bakugo Katsuki, the spiky-haired blonde who never left your thoughts.

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It had been five years since I graduated from UA, and life as a Pro Hero had its ups and downs for sure, but never as bad as the all-for-one battle. We are still rebuilding and trying to go back to some sort of normal since that day, which is hard, but we will pull through! Today is going to be a break from all that. The reunion festival at UA is happening, and I couldn’t be more excited! I was even more excited to see a certain spiky-haired blonde who had never left my thoughts.

Bakugo Katsuki, “The Boy Who Lived.” I liked to call him sometimes, and it’s all thanks to Edge Shot, who kept his heart beating and fixed him up. He died, keeping him alive. It was a miraculous recovery that Bakugo made. Way before the battle had even remotely begun, Bakugo was always a part of my UA experience. His explosive personality, raw determination, and passion had drawn me in back then, and if I’m being honest with myself, they still do. But back in high school, he was more focused on proving himself than anything else, and I figured that relationships weren’t exactly what he was worried about back then. Also, the all-for-one thing went down, and I never got to tell my feelings to him.

Years of hero work and occasional meet-ups with friends have buried them deep down in my heart. Today was different. Something about being back at UA felt nostalgic, and my heart started to race as I made my way to the festival!

The campus had lights hanging up, but it was evening and there was still light outside, so I couldn’t tell that they were that bright. Confetti littered the ground from the original opening earlier that day. Booths lined the walkways, and I could already spot some familiar faces.

I made my way through the crowd, with a few people stopping me for pictures. I was chatting with old classmates like Kirishima and Mina, and strangely, I felt a familiar explosive energy near me. I turned my head, and there he was—Bakugo Katsuki, his arms crossed. He had his usual scowl as he talked to Deku and Todoroki while walking towards us. He looked so different he looked more grown-up than when I last saw him, more confident and aware of people in a sense. But those red eyes still burned with the same fiery intensity.

I tried to ignore the flutter in my chest. I took a breath as they approached us. “Hey, guys!”

“You made it,” Kirishima said to Bakugo, Todoroki, and Deku as they walked up to us, hugging them all. Bakugo looked not welcoming of it, but he didn’t tell him to back off.

“Of course! We wouldn’t miss this for the world!” Deku smiled as I tried not to make eye contact with Bakugo just yet.

“We were just talking about how weird it feels to be back after everything,” Deku added with the bright smile he used to have back in the day.

“Except we’re all Pro Heroes now,” Todoroki said coolly, glancing at Bakugo with a small smirk.

“TCH. Don’t go getting sentimental, idiots,” Bakugo scoffed, shoving his hands in his pockets and looking away.

I chuckled. “Still as charming as ever, Bakugo?”

His gaze snapped to me, and just for a moment, I thought I saw a flicker of something in his eyes and a slight change of emotion. But before I could even decipher it, he snapped back and turned his head away with a grunt. “Whatever.”

Despite his normal gruff demeanor, I always found Bakugo’s bluntness kind of endearing. It was part of his charm, I guess. He didn’t sugarcoat anything.

The festival continued, with games and activities all around, but my eyes kept finding my way back to Bakugo. I couldn’t help it. I tried to keep myself busy with some festival games—winning a plush toy here, laughing at Kaminari being a fool there—but no matter what I did, I couldn’t shake the feeling that Bakugo’s presence was magnetic.

Finally, I found myself wandering through a quieter part of the festival, away from most of the crowds. The lights that hung up in the trees lighting my path are now brighter because of the night sky. I didn’t notice Bakugo following me until I heard his voice behind me.

“Hey”

I turned around, and my heart skipped a beat. Bakugo stood there, his hands still in his pockets, his eyes locked on mine. “You’ve been staring at me all day,” he said, his tone a mix of frustration and something else I could not quite place.

My goodness, I must have looked like such a freak to him, I bet I creeped him out so bad. Heat rushed to my cheeks. “I wasn’t staring,” I stammered, trying my best to brush it off.

“Don’t lie to me,” he said, taking a step closer. “What’s up with you?”

I swallowed, unsure of how to respond to him. After all, how was I supposed to explain my years of lingering feelings? How am I supposed to tell Bakugo Katsuki that I have had a crush on him since high school?

But before I could even try to answer, Bakugo sighed, his gaze softening—something anyone rarely saw. “You’re different,” he muttered. He’s quieter than usual. “What’s going on?”

I blinked, taken aback. The last time he saw me was when we spit up in our groups to fight. The last time he saw me was when we spit up in our groups to fight the villains. We haven’t talked since then, only hearing things about each other either through the news or through our mutual friends, and yet he is acting like how we used to be back in the day, trying to not show it back then, but I know he cared for me in some way, even if it was something little that he thinks nobody else would recognize even though they all did, and I did too, but right now he’s acting like he was worried.

“I’m fine,” I say softly, though my heart is pounding. “I just… it’s been a while since we have seen each other, and all of us together, it just brings back a lot of memories, you know?”

Bakugo’s eyes flickered with resignation. “Yeah,” he muttered, looking away for a moment. “I get it.”

There was a brief silence between us before he spoke again. “You never said anything,” he said, his voice low. “Back at UA.”

I had a curious look on my face. “Said anything about what?”

“About liking me”

My heart stopped. I stared at him, eyes wide. “W-what?”

He huffed, a small smirk appearing on his face. “You think I’m blind? I noticed. Today I noticed, back then I noticed. I just didn’t say anything because... I wasn’t ready for it back then.”

My mouth went dry since, I guess, I was mouth-breathing and my heart was pounding in my chest. Dude, was he…confessing? Bakugo Katsuki? What the hell was he saying?

“Why are you bringing this up now?” I asked, and my voice was barely a whisper.

He shrugged, his eyes meeting mine again, more serious this time. “‘Cause I’ve had enough time to figure things out. And to be honest, I don’t hate the idea of you liking me.”

My cheeks burned, but before I could say anything, Bakugo stepped closer, his eyes never leaving mine. “So, what do you think?” He asked, his voice soft but confident. “So are you going to keep denying it, or are we doing this?”

I blinked up at him, my heart raving, and a slow smile slowly appeared on my face. “I guess we’re doing this,” I whispered.

Bakugo smirked, and without another word, he leaned down, pressing a quick kiss to your lips. It was unexpectedly gentle, and I might say his lips were soft, and he was a good kisser. It was unlike what I imagined it would be. But it was perfect.

Bakugo pulled away from the kiss, his usual confident smirk still on his face, but then there was a softer gleam in his eyes that I hadn’t seen before. I was speechless, my heart still fluttering as I processed what just happened. Did Bakugo just kiss me?

“Don’t get all weird now,” he said. His voice was gruff as he scratched the back of his neck, suddenly looking a little awkward and out of his element. “I ain’t good with this kind of stuff, but… you better not regret it.”

I let out a small laugh before I could even stop myself. Seeing Bakugo, usually so tough, loud, and aggressive, flustered like this was kind of cute. “I definitely won’t regret it,” I said softly, my smile widening as I watched him struggle to keep up his tough-guy facade.

“Good,” he grumbled, his pink cheeks still visible by the lights. “‘cause if you do regret it, I’ll—”

“You’ll what?” I teased, stepping a little closer. I felt confident now that the air between us had shifted. “Yell at me until I don’t.”

He shot me a halfhearted glare, but the corners of his mouth twitched upward into a smile. “TCH. Don’t push your luck.”

Bakugo might not have been that emotionally expressive in public, but right now he was letting it all hang out, and right now I could tell he was happy. It was written all over his face.

I think every thing is going to be different now, and I can’t wait to see what happens!

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My first story!!!!

[piratecaptainscaptainpirates]

Awright I'm gonna get my take in on the current round of CJ discourse, because I do think I have a couple things to add! I'll be super clear upfront that I don't really care very strongly about Jack in any direction, he's a convenient character from Ed's past but that's about as far as I think about him.

So, Jack is the only character who we explicitly know has known Ed since he was very young, and the only one confirmed to be with him back in the Hornigold days. It's for this reason alone that I tend to take the information he tells us about Ed at face value - not because I think he's an honest character, but because he's the only window we're provided into that time of Ed's life. We can assume Jack also got into piracy young and he's been through the exact same grinder as Ed; this is one of the reasons that Ed takes it so hard when Stede kicks Jack off the ship. He feels like Jack and himself are the same genre of person - if Stede doesn't like Jack, then he'll realize soon he doesn't like Ed, either.

If he and Ed have had a sexual relationship in the past, I think that's so much more interesting than assuming Jack is lying. Ed and Jack very explicitly are not friends. Jack talks about his "dalliances" with Ed so dismissively. I think it's much more interesting to look at this with the takeaway that Ed's past sexual relationships have been emotionally unfulfilling and do not allow him to be vulnerable because that informs our understanding of Ed later (for example, that can be a fun wrinkle into how Ed brings up the satisfying, intimate sex he had with Stede during his panic in s2e7).

Another function Jack serves is he pushes the atmosphere on the Revenge closer to what it would be on a typical pirate ship. He's constantly making cracks at the crew failing to act like "real pirates," making Stede feel left out for not enjoying such rowdy, dangerous games. This is very useful because it cultivates an atmosphere designed to drive a wedge between Ed and Stede. For Ed, these games are nostalgic. When Jack makes him uncomfortable, it's quickly followed by Jack suggesting another game. When Ed tries to apologize for one of their activities hurting Stede's feelings, or when he tries to encourage Stede to join in, Jack is there to distract Ed and make him feel, in turn, that Stede isn't just rejecting the games, he's rejecting Ed.

It highlights one thing we know about Ed: he's very, very good at conforming to what's expected of him in any given situation. He can be a people pleaser, and he very obviously just wants Stede and Jack to get along and feels stuck in the middle. I'm not saying he doesn't hurt Stede in this episode, but I am saying that when Jack is creating an atmosphere that feels like a more "typical" pirate ship, and Ed leans into the behavior that he feels is expected of him, it leaves him easily confused and upset when Stede obviously isn't enjoying it. We see unusual lack of regard for others from Ed in this episode (like him shouting "that's what you fuckin' get!" at the Swede after the Swede gets hurt), and it stands out because it's not how Ed normally acts, only adding to the guilt Ed's going to feel that makes him leave with Jack.

Neither Ed nor Stede are trying to hurt each other in this episode. Ed is falling back on old behaviors, and when Stede says he doesn't like it, the fact that he still sees Jack as being so similar to him makes him take it as a personal rejection. I don't think Ed's intentionally trying to make Stede feel singled out or bullied, and it's not Stede's fault he's not enjoying what's going on, but Jack is a very, VERY good manipulator and he's set up the perfect situation to make both of them feel wrongfooted with each other. He's not just manipulating the two of them, he's orchestrating the entire vibe of the ship to make Stede feel left out and make Ed blame himself when things go too far.

[cafeeeeeeeeee3]

Time to ramble about Dream (again)

Firstly.

I hate that skimpy onesie this mfer wears

It probably has utility, but those skimpy clothes are usually about stealth or something, which, let me tell you, unless this man takes off his cape, his 11 blue belts, his boots, his gloves, his circlet and the tunic, he's not achieving. I'm convinced the wind makes noise when he moves.

The worst part is that,,, the first art actually had him wear something much more acceptable? It looks much more presentable to going around in, it is a fun little nod to Sans' design and even his own OG design.

Maybe what got it taken out was how fluffy it looked?? I dunno, maybe it's really valid, but I'll never not have a negative response to that skimpy shit. This man's legs are likely eroded at the middle from the friction. He steps a little bit too wide and they're gone.

But now, though, I like that shit a lot despite that inconvenience.

First and foremost, put it into perspective with his old design — I'm fairly sure there is a post about how his new design is not an override, like Ink's, but something that actively marks his acceptance of his brother's death. Maturity, like women cutting their hair short in anime!!!!

I am a sucker for this design. I LOVE the bee pattern, because, y'know, yellow is REAAALY dope as a colour.

This is the colour you'll see in nurseries and in the warning you'll see just before you die. It's the colour of your best friend's favourite shirt and the sclera of the dragon that will eat them alive.

Yellow is an amazing colour, and it is perfect for somebody like Dream, who has to fight at an active disadvantage and cannot afford to simply rely of defending forever, who can only afford a less worse ending through his efforts. Who has to bring something down at the same time he has to lift people up.

Blue, the colour of his old design, is the colour of inactivity. Of calmness and melancholy. He cannot afford to mourn, because every moment is one he's lost in double, he cannot afford to be calm, because to be trying to solve this problem in anything but 2x speed is dangerous.

Sooo, uhhh, yellow is a really amazing colour for Dream. I think his favourite colour would be blue, though, because it is a somewhat nostalgic colour, y'know? I always interpreted the belts he has as somewhat of chains, almost a reminder that he, too, pays for their sin (at least in the way he sees it).

Btw I think is, more than nostalgic, just something he kinda,,, yearns for. He wants peace. Calm.

Anyways, dumb fucking brainrot Ig.

[cyb3rtarot]

Quick November 23 PAP

Disclaimer: readings are based on current collective energy, take what resonates!

pile 1╰┈➤pile 2

pile 3╰┈➤pile 4

Pile 1:

Message: hi pile 1! I see that you guys had to leave something significant behind coming into this month. For a lot of you this is the end of a relationship, or you’re currently interested in new people while having conflicting feelings. You’re trying to survive and balance your responsibilities while processing October. Having to approach life in a new way and not really knowing what’s going on is a source of physical stress (such as feeling more exhausted this month). You could be drawn to things that used to give you comfort, like childhood friends or activities. Not only are you encouraged to return to these, but you should also rest more as needed. In attending to your physical and mental health, you will find the willpower to succeed in this new phase. Old energy has to be transmuted to make way for what’s coming.

Extra details: breakups, looking for new love or rebounds, feeling rundown or depressed, doing well materially despite one's mental state, focusing on the past, old loves, coming to terms, hurting oneself for others, ghosting, cover of hey lover by Wabie, masochism by Ky Voss

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Pile 2:

Message: hi pile 2!! I see you left or are leaving a commitment, similar to pile 1 but with an uplifted vibe. Now that this energy drain is no longer in your life, there are many possibilities open for you and it’s disorienting! I see most of you being very at peace with whatever you left. This new emotional stability will feel strange but nice. You’re encouraged to continue reassessing what you envision for yourself so you can dive headfirst into this new chapter without holding yourself back. If this ending was very hard for you, I do see you recovering fairly quickly and making yourself your number one priority. Congratulations!

If you were drawn to pile 4, I encourage you to check it out!

Extra details: 144, 155, the year not turning out like you expected, 2021 as a significant year, take on me by A-ha, purging a negative person out of your life, breaking up because of red flags, karma catching up to those who wronged you

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Pile 3:

Message: hi pile 3! You could be feeling romantic and very nostalgic this November. Between October and this month your spirit and body is focused on healing itself. In the beginning of the month you’re sitting in the same place you’ve been for a while and wanting to move forward, but you are still working through things to bring you to a healthy state of being. You may feel like you can’t catch a break. This is naturally changing as you process more of your emotions. By the end of the month, there’s an overabundance of energy or resources you’d like to share with others. I also see whatever you’re working on (including your emotional state) is going to cause new developments during November and December, but not what you were expecting. You could feel very persuasive this month.

Extra details: libraries and overdue books, trying a relationship again, daydreaming about past relationships (including toxic ones), one more time by daft punk, childhood crushes, Kids by MGMT, being alone/feeling lonely, moving or living by yourself, getting ready for something new, trees, strained/no relationships with family

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Pile 4:

Message: hi pile 4! If you resonated with pile 1 or 2 I encourage you to check it out as you got similar cards! I see you also ended something in October, though your current transformations feel much more internal than the other piles. Perhaps what you ended is a mindset; I see you now experiencing new optimism. You’re interested in learning more about yourself and more in general. You could be feeling romantic like pile 3, though most of you are not looking for a relationship right now. This month is all about you and dancing through the uncertainties of life with grace. There’s a lighthearted and dreamy energy. You’re not interested in the facades others put up, you just want to be yourself to the fullest extent. And you should be! As long as you’re on your own side, you can keep moving forward even if only one step at a time. Eventually you'll achieve stability!

Many of you are also feeling the effects of getting older; you could notice your body and mind has changed a lot without you realizing.

Extra details: playfulness or feeling silly, head in the clouds, dancing, feeling like a kid again, professional attire, not hearing back on applications or ideas, wanting to leave your job, feeling joyful or excited, back or joint pain

[slayter-kinney]

i've been trying to formulate how i feel about wad and this era of phandom since i finally got the chance to watch wad all the way through with my girlfriend last night and after sobbing violently following the smash mouth credits i think i have some semblance of a train of thought. long ramble incoming after the read more hehe

for context, i've been watching dnp for about 10 years, which for some of you is an extremely long time and for others is piddly. regardless, a decade of my life has been spent in varying amounts watching dan and phil and interacting with the phandom. and part of what i was trying to express to my gf after watching the show was that it really is a sense of pride to see the sad clown poster child for being, well, sad, to open up about his mental health struggles, to coming out, to making we're all doomed. i think this is a very similar reaction to the pride a lot of us feel for dan.

for me too, though, it's been the phandom (hi guys lol). I was really active in the phandom from like 2014ish-2017 (at which point i still watched videos as they were posted but i also just wasn't on tumblr as much and i had ~college~ to focus on), but that time was very formative teenage years for me during which i was going through similar mental health struggles, struggling with sexuality, regular ol' teenage demons, etc. and this sort of phandom revival has been making me feel this ridiculous nostalgia for those teenage years (even tho i was fighting for my life the whole time lol). i can sooo distinctly remember where i was when certain videos were uploaded, the feeling of being curled up in my bed at midnight in the summer with my iphone 5c catching up on the previous years' videos, making subpar edits on my phannie instagram while i was on a plane for my family's summer vacation.

having both the boys and the phandom (more) active again gives me that nostalgic feeling but with the feeling that everything feels So Much Better Now. i get the same excitement and rush watching new videos, sharing around edits and gifs, being insane with you all, but with the knowledge that i am older and i am better now. in a lot of personal ways i'm literally living the life i so desperately wanted when i was a teen and now i get to live it but with the same things that brought me joy when i was a sad 15 year old. despite the nostalgia, i dont think i would choose to go back to that time, but getting to look back on it now, and watch videos where dan and phil are unapologetically gay and happy and soulmate-y, see dan living his theatre kid dreams and is so so proud of his work, and to have this community of you all where we're all old(er) and queer and so proud of our dads (sorry). it's indescribable despite my best efforts to describe it. and yes i know i don't actually talk to a lot of you that's cause im awkward and bad at replying but if you've made it this far this is your open invite to start a convo with me in dms/ask box. anyways. i love you all. i love our boys. im grateful to be here with all of you.

[megamagimugi]

now here’s where we ✨uno reverse✨and you get a question and some praise.

What got you into the Mario fandom? And also!! Your bio says your a fan of TMNT, but which version do you like the most? The 2003 and 2012 version are pretty nostalgic to me, but I loved the 2012 one the most, their designs are personally my most favorite! ROTTMNT I know is a really good one; I started binging it last summer but never got around to finishing it :(

Now praise! I know I’ve said this in your ask for me, but I just REALLY love your art. Your redraws are on another level, you effortlessly nail the M&L style— seriously, why is it so hard for me?? I’m too perfectionist when it comes to them. 😂 I knew once I saw your drawings of Zahra’s amazing Anything for Him story that I’d be hooked. And your attention to detail is just 🤌🏾🤌🏾🤌🏾 like that water from your beach redraw I’m still not over.

And you’re always so supportive of my art, and it means more than words 🥹 especially with the anticipation of my upcoming animation, my motivation fluctuates. I want to pick up my Apple Pencil and just do it, but it’s like something holds me back. Honestly just talking about my art with people is a good source of drive for me, and you’re definitely one of the best sources of motivation ♥️ thank you for being so kind, and thank you for being you! You’re so loved 🫂

Okay, storytime it is! (This is most definitely going to be my longest answer to date; hope you don't mind).

Let me give you some background first. Unlike most people I didn't get into gaming as a little kid. My household was basically video game-free - my father wasn't into gaming, neither was my older sister and my mother was even somewhat against video games. Under these circumstances the first video game I ever played was the Sims, as my sister had a short-lived phase when she liked it. I found it incredibly boring. Sometimes I'd watch my cousins or friends play other games when I visited, but they'd never let me play xD Still, that made me realize that I enjoyed (=wanted to try) racing and action/adventure games.

At one point, when I was a little older, my still humble gaming experience led me to finally playing my first Mario game: Mario Kart. I look back at that experience fondly as I also won against my friend at the time on my first try. He wasn't particularly great at gaming either but hey, a win is a win.

Anyway, I got curious about these characters and started searching for more info, and for more games to try out. I finally got to the Super Mario Bros. series, discovering my love of 2D platformers along the way. There's a retro gaming museum in my area where you can play on old computers and systems so you bet I spent some time there playing the oldest of Mario games, which was a big step in me getting into this genre as a whole and this series in particular.

I also tend to gravitate towards brothers in media and well, Mario and Luigi are obviously brothers so I guess I got curious about their relationship and how it plays into the lore of the games. Which brought me to the Mario & Luigi RPGs, which I loved. I guess you could say I got Hooked On The Brothers™ But honestly, the carefree and fun atmosphere as well as the sort of wacky fairy tale setting were very appealing to me too.

I started slowly but surely collecting whatever Nintendo game consoles and games I could find and afford, and watching playthroughs of those I couldn't. I even played a couple fan games, such as (Mario) The Music Box - despite it being so very different from the source material LOL

And of course, the 2023 movie got me to appreciate the franchise even more and be more active in the fandom, reading more fanfics etc. Which eventually brought me here. I started reading Luigi's Escape Plan by jelly-fish-wishes and some other comics on Tumblr and the site tried to force me to register so often that I eventually gave in, annoyed. I definitely don't regret that decision though!

And look at me now, creating my own content - well, only fanart really - for this lovely fandom. And interacting more and more with other fans.

Now for the Turtles. I've been a fan since I was like 11 and first started watching the 2003 series (only the first 3 seasons were available in my country at the time, but a few years later I found the rest on YouTube). I've watched all versions other than the 1987 series and Michael Bay movies, and read some of the comics (I really love the original Mirage comics!), yet that first series still remains my favorite. My favorite animated show of all time even. You could chalk it up to nostalgia, but it's definitely more than that as nostalgia is rarely a big factor for me when it comes to genuinely enjoying things. I just really like this version of all of the major characters the most, as well as the humor, the dialogue and the action scenes (those fight choreographies were amazing tbh), and the plot overall. As well as the art style in the first 5 seasons. Sure, the show wasn't perfect due to the frequent animation mistakes and the painfully bad Japanese (the fake kanji were bad enough but the horrible pronunciation, man... the pronunciation...), but everything else more than makes up for it.

In case you're curious, overall I did enjoy the 2012 series too. Really, I enjoyed most of the Turtle media. Tbh I have a bit of a weird love-hate relationship with RotTMNT though.

And last but not least, thank you so much for your kind words! It's so interesting that some people here praise my style while it was something my old professor criticized as too generic in my digital art and animation when I was applying to college. And people like you saying I pay a lot of attention to detail when my art teachers and professors criticized me for going too abstract in my paintings and not precise enough in my drawings. It's been healing some of these old art related insecurities stashed away somewhere in my brain, ngl.

I totally get your struggle with perfectionism. It's my old frenemy that to this day rears its ugly head more often than I care to admit, especially when it comes to art. It's important to relax and do your thing anyway. I'm sure you'll make some sick animations and I'll be here cheering you on along the way. You got this, girl!

And I appreciate what you said about me at the end. If there's anyone in this world who makes me feel loved and like I'm actually worth something, it's you and other amazing people in this community. Thank you so much :))

[weevilsart]

MASSIVE CW: Vent, suicide mentioned, Drug and alcohol addiction, Caffiene addiction, Accidental Overdose, child abuse mentioned, mental health neglect, medical malpractice, mental hospitalization, police brutality, prison mentioned, AND THIS IS A VERY POLITICAL POST (FAR LEFTISM (I am a anarchocommunist)) PLEASE ASK ME TO ADD MORE CW IF NEEDED,

It really bothers me how I will never relate to or feel nostalgic to late 2000s to early 2010s post about elementary school.. I see picture of the inside of buses, school activities, and all of that, I can’t relate to any of it.. I didn’t go to elementary school and I only did 2 months of 7th grade and 1 week as a freshman and 1 fucking day as a sophomore, the rest of my schooling was at alternative schools that sucked and homeschooling which I can’t remember most of it cause at the time I was still actively being abused, I see my three youngest siblings and how they are still in school, how they got to learn and have friends, and I have none of that.. my two older siblings also have been to and completed high school, I have nothing.. I was too autistic and weird and mentally Ill to have done anything, I had been hospitalized twice and fucking spent my whole summer of 2018 (my last year in my home state) in a fucking residential program that said they were duel diagnosis BUT THEY ONLY FOCUSED ON THE KIDS THERE THAT HAD DRUG AND ALCHOL ADDICTIONS AND THEY COMPLETELY IGNORED MY CAFFEINE ADDICTION AND DOWNPLAYED IT SO MUCH THAT I GAVE UP ON QUITING they had FORCED me go to NA, MA, and AA meetings WHEN I DIDNT HAVE TO GO and they ignored my mental health, I LITERALLY HAVE BEEN STRUGGLING WITH SCHIZOAFFECTIVE DISORDER SINCE I WAS FUCKING 4 YEARS OLD AND IT TOOK 17 FUCKING YEARS TO GET A DIAGNOSIS CAUSE NO ONE WANTED TO DIAGNOSE A CHILD AND CAUSE OF THAT I WASNT ON ANTIPSYCHOTICS INTIL I WAS FUCKING 18!!!!! I WAS IN CONSTANT PSYCHOSIS AND I WAS PARANOID ALL THE FUCKING TIME AND I COULDNT DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT!! AND MY AUTISM AND ADHD WERE NEGLECTED CAUSE MY PARENT WERE TOO FOCUSED ON MY MENTAL ILLNESS AND MY TWO BROTHERS WHO WERE DIAGNOSED WITH AUTISM EARLY ON!!! I WAS DIAGNOSED AT 12 AND THEY DIDNT TELL ME INTIL I WAS 15!!!! I WAS CONSTANTLY DRINKING ENERGY DRINKS SO MANY IN A FUCKING DAY THAT I FUCKING OVERDOSED AND WAS UP FOR 3 WHOLE FUCKING DAYS AND MY MOM STILL DIDNT TAKE ME TO THE FUCKING HOSPITAL AND I WAS DOING ALL THAT TO SELF MEDICATE MY ADHD AND I DIDNT GET PUT ONTO STIMULENTS INTIL I WAS 18 AND THEN MY PSYCH TOOK ME OFF CAUSE I DIDNT DO WHAT SHE TOLD ME TO AND I SPENT MONTHS TRYING TO GET A NEW PSYCHIATRIST AND WHEN I DID SHE PUT ME BACK ON THEM WITH NO STIPULATIONS CAUSE ITS FUCKED UP TO DO THAT!!!!AND I MISSED THE LAST 4 APPOINTMENTS WITH HER CAUSE THEY ARE ONLINE ONLY APPOINTMENTS AND I HAVE MEMORY FUCKNG ISSUES CAUSE OF LONG FUCKING COVID SO NOW IVE RUN OUT OF MY FUCKING RITALIN AND I HAVE TO SELF MEDICATE WITH ENERGY DRINKS TO FUNCTION PROPERLY BUT I HAVE A FUCKING HEART CONDITION AND SO NOW MY HEART RATE IS HIGHER THAN AVERAGE (USUALLY ITS 100 AND NOW ITS BEEN AROUND 150) CAUSE I DONT HAVE PROPER STIMULENTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

FUCK THE MENTAL AND MEDICAL HEALTH CARE SYSTEM IN THE FUCKING UNITED STATES OF FASCISM CAUSE NOW I HAVE FUCKED UP TEETH AND CAUSE I CANT GET THEM FUCKING FIXEX CAUSD I DONT HAVE FUCKING DENTAL INSURANCE CAUSE MY STATE INSURANCE DOSENT COVER DENTAL OR OPTICAL AND GUESS WHAT? BLINDNESS RUNS IN MY FAMILY AND MY VISION HAS BEEN SLOWLY DETERIORATING AND I JUST HAD TO PAY 80$ FUCKING DOLLARS TO SEE AN OPTRISTION AND I ONLY RECEIVED 628$ A MONTH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

FUCK THE SYSTEM FUCK CAPITALISM FUCK CHRISTOFASCISM FUCK THE GOVERNMENT FUCK COPS FUCK THE PRISON INDUSTRIAL COMPLEX FUCK THE MILITARY INDUSTRIAL COMPLEX FUCK IT ALL

I AM FULL OF SO MUCH FUCKING RAGE I SWEAR I COULD TAKE ON THE WHOLE POLICE FORCE HERE BUT I KNOW I CANT AND THAT IT JUST BE POLICE ASSISTED SUICIDE!!!!!!!

[just-antithings]

I have had two formidable experiences with my friends being antis.

One was a friend (call them R) within a group of friends that I really liked being around on discord; But they were always the one to throw the first stone at MHA pairings (they're minors oh no!!) and stuff like somnophilia or noncon fics, and of course everyone kind of followed suit. I was the youngest person in this group at the time, everyone was 20+ and I was 19, so I felt like I had to conform at least in this group or they'd turn on me. I tried testing the waters a bit with an age gap ship and got clocked immediately so I dialed it back and said I was just curious and didn't know their age gap.

I start to stray from the group, join a new server that's for dead dove content, make new friends. Two years later I noticed the other server had been deleted and I got a DM from one of my friends there for a new server (call them J), explaining that they had a falling out with R in real life, because apparently R was ABUSING THEM emotionally and psychologically as well as physically (hitting them as a "joke") and so they made a new server without them and had plans to move out. I joined them, it was nostalgic because it had all my old friends in it, but I was still a little nervous.

In a couple 1v1 DMs I realized that they really... didn't seem to care that much about ships in the way that R did. I eventually shared art of an oc/canon pairing that's taboo in the new server and they loved it. J admitted that they were going along with R's ideology out of fear of being hated and everyone else just kind of went with it because of how much XYZ fiction disgusted R and to keep being their friend it "wasn't up for discussion." J is now in a safe place and I'm back in the server with my old friends without having to tip toe around them constantly. It feels good!

The other friend, I'll call K, was my friend for a long long time. We stopped talking for years and then reconnected over the live action One Piece. When I followed their private twitter to share art I noticed they had "proshippers DNI" and decided to just tell them that I'm pro-fiction instead of trying to hide it because It's been years and I'm over pretending to advocate for things I don't agree with. K didn't really like that, because they had irl trauma that I won't go into detail about. We talked about it for a little bit, but I could tell they didn't really want to stay in close contact anymore, which sucked, but we agreed to move on and not expect anything from each other. They said they'll unfollow me but not block me because they didn't have anything against me, they just weren't comfortable with the stuff I liked, and I told them it was okay and to take care. We don't talk anymore, but I have lots of memories with them that I'm happy to have.

Because of these two really different experiences I have a sort of complicated relationship with antis... On one hand, it does NOT surprise me in the least when an anti comes out to have been a horrible person. On the other hand, I try not to expect it anymore? R was an abuser, full stop, but K was just someone who dealt with their trauma by avoiding what they didn't like. Antis who actually avoid content instead of seeking it out always have my respect because they have active boundaries and usually aren't meanspirited.

Sorry for the long post, I wanted to share this with someone and this blog helps me feel less frustrated about everything going on in the state of fandom these days. c':

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[comicbookhyperfixationtime]

Uncanny X-men #197- To Save Arcade?!?

Again, not doing a full review. Don't want to talk about Piotr and Kitty's relationship again. See my last post.

Last Issue Recap: The X-men foiled an assassination attempt on Professor X, who is hiding his failing health and powers. A reformed Magneto and Rachel had a heart to heart. Kitty Pryde said the N-word.

What is with this trend of every issue title having a million punctuation marks? This cover is definitely a step up from the last two by sheer virtue of the scene on the cover actually happening in the issue. Honestly it feels very nostalgic, all the X-men are in their old uniforms, Cyclops and Storm are back, and they're fighting Doom again

Damn if he really goes through pajamas that much he should just grab some extra blankets and sleep in the nude because that has to be more convenient.

By the way, for all y'all who don't know who Arcade is (so, most people), he's an old X-men villain-for-hire whose schtick was like... killer escape rooms. Like he has this absurdly OTT lair called Murderworld and its sort of like Saw except instead of dingy white tiles and rusty spiky shit he's got absurdly realistic robots and holographs other magitek.

Also he dresses like this.

So, TLDR, Dr Doom put a hit out on Arcade and he's kidnapped recruited Kitty and Colossus to protect him, with the assistance of his giant army of X-men robots.

Also, it feels like the comic is trying to gaslight me into believing that's Colossus' uniform and always has been but I remember that slutty sideboob too well, you can't fool me.

I love how fucked up Marvel civilians are. When Spiderman accidentally sneezes on someone he's a menace who must be gunned down but when a pink robot who can disguise himself as any human brutally vaporizes two robbers in cold blood he's bigger than hula hoops.

Goddamnit they pulled the old "Actually a Doombot" retcon on the original Avenger's confrontation with Doom in X-men #145-7, which is just bullshit because I actually liked that story. Also, I refuse to believe it took practically the whole team three issues to defeat a Doombot but the real deal can be taken out by a literal child and the X-men's least impressive punchy guy in one. Ok, headcanon time, Arcade is lying to freak out Piotr and Kitty so they'll take this more seriously.

NGL its kind of rough to repeatedly see the X-men horrifically murdered by Doom, even if their organs are just robot bits.

You could just kill him. I mean, he's right there. I'm honestly super shocked Arcade followed through and let them go though.

All in all didn't like this issue. All of Piotr and Kitty's interactions make me uncomfy even when they're not still actively flirting (*shudder*). Also, the Murderworld was overall pretty bland by Murderworld standards. The X-men robots and not knowing which Kitty/Colossus was a robot and which was the real deal was an interesting gimmick but the fight only took place in one set piece which fails like a waste of a good Murderworld. On the bright side:

STORM'S ALIVE! Glad they didn't keep us hanging for too long.

(oh btw also Cyclops is temporarily rejoining the team to help Prof X but the scene of him saying goodbye to Madeline Prior was too wholesome for me to make jokes about so I skipped it).

[cometcactus]

greetings once again: a little update... now where are my soccer fans at? ⚽👀

hey y'all, nia here, it's been months since i posted... would you like to hear a story? not sure if this is going to last but i may be a soccer/football fan now... or at the very least feeling nostalgic for it. it's quite funny because i was never interested in soccer myself, but i do have fond memories of experiencing the world cup hype where i live, and i remember having a few soccer fans in my neighborhood. part of this story has something to do my growing interest in german culture over the past few years. i'll tell you about that as well in another time. so, i was 10 years old when germany won the world cup last time, and while i wasn't actively following the games, i did remember the 7-1 semifinal becoming a meme and hearing götze's name every so often in the news back then... (10-year-old me had almost no idea why he was in the news, lol) also, i remembered seeing those winner group photos where the all the goalkeepers wore that one (ugly but catchy) shade of green. fast forward to this year and a couple months ago i had the chance to watch the euros with my german friends. it was my first soccer watch party in years and it was my first time watching soccer with my close friends :) so as i was watching the games i noticed that along a bunch of new names in germany's team, there were a few familiar names from 10 years ago: müller and kroos (and that time i had no idea and i certainly didn't think for once that this would be their last tournament as a team) but one name stood out to me more than others: manuel neuer. 🧤 i guess my friends were all nostalgic for him since they would occasionally talk about him and recall his many achievements, joke about him a lot so that he became a bit of a meme among my friend circle, and at that point he instantly became my favorite goalkeeper. (plus, he looks super cute too...🥺)

yeah i have to admit, for a moment i may have gone crazy for him (he certainly looks older now but i kid you not, i would yell his name every time he appeared on camera during the euros, silly me) here comes the sad part though: 10 years is quite a long time in a soccer player's career, and it seems a lot of them have retired or are retiring due to their age, so it may come as a surprise for some that some of the old gang from the world cup 10 years ago were still playing in the euros. with the last players from back then - including the lovely keeper neuer himself - having announced their retirement from the german team by the time i started writing this post, the days of the world cup winners are pretty much over. god, i feel old every time i see photos of germany's world cup team this year's euros have left me with some beautiful memories, and made me a new soccer fan who's also nostalgic for the world cup champions. so, as a homage to this goalkeeper and the Weltmeister of 2014 i started a new tumblr blog where i would mostly repost german soccer stuff from the past years and maybe throw in some original content as well. @neuerstalgia - come check it out if you want ^_^ and, i said i would bring more content to my main, but i have to admit i wasn't being very productive these days. and it's not like i don't have anything to show - rather the opposite - i have been making stuff for my page but i often leave them unfinished, to the point where i just have too many drafts lying around. but i'll be a responsible citizen and finish them all 'cause i sure do have a lot of things and ideas i'd like to show to you. 💛 in other words, i'll try to spend more of my time publishing content to my blog. i've got a list of what i'd like to post here, but i don't want to spoil the surprise. but i'll tell you, it's going to be interesting :D so, i end the day by listening to a german song. look forward to more posts, doodles and reblogs from me and hope you all have a pleasant evening.

[blaperile]

Hi all,

I suppose I owe you all this post after my absence the past years.

Like I mentioned at the time, when Homestuck^2 went into its indefinite pause, I got upset. Upset due to the reasoning behind the pause. Specifically due to how the creative team felt they were being treated by the fandom.

And it kind of reflected my own feelings on the topic. I've been a Homestuck fan since December 2010 and was greatly involved at the time with the MSPA Forums and a bunch of creative projects. But over time I noticed the fandom becoming more bitter. Where previously I mostly saw positive emotions and reactions to updates, I started seeing more and more negative things. ESPECIALLY since John's retcon powers were introduced.

And of course anyone is free to share their own opinion on matters! It's just, I could personally never comprehend it.

For me personally, entertainment has never been linked to any negative emotions or opinions. To me, entertainment is the very definition of positive emotions, and if there's anything bringing up negative emotions for me, I can no longer call it entertainment and would never continue doing it for fun.

And over time, I kept being confronted with more and more negative opinions on Homestuck, and it began souring the experience for me.

I sincerely hoped the end of Homestuck would bring everyone together, so I created the Omegaupdate forums to try and bring everyone together.

But I failed.

There were still so many negative emotions, and it never really stopped. I tried 'ignoring' the negative things and continue to enjoying the postive things.

But when the negative part of the fandom caused Homestuck^2 to be paused indefinitely, something snapped inside me. One of the things I loved most in this world, was forcibly taken away from me by 'fans' acting horribly.

And I was sad. Sad because deep inside me, I feared Homestuck^2 might never be finished properly.

From that moment onwards, almost anything related to Homestuck made me feel sad. So I couldn't bear it any longer. I stopped doing my Dutch translation of Homestuck, I stopped doing the Omegaupdate forums, I stopped doing Homestuck From The Perspective of, I stopped listening to Homestuck music.

I moved on, at that moment. And for a part, it's been a blessing. I had so much time for other interests, like Pokémon, Disney and Marvel. Me and my brother looked into moving out of our parents home, and we did.

As time went on, I could slowly allow myself to feel nostalgic again about the good old times of Homestuck. Especially in terms of music, I started listening again and slowly I could enjoy it again.

But still, I couldn't think about Homestuck too much, or I would feel sad again.

Fast forward to 12 days ago. On the 19th of October, I got an email from Patreon (just to be sure, I never cancelled my Patreon subscription even though it wasn't charing anything anymore).

I was surprised to see a post by James Roach, and I was so surprised!

Surprised to see that Homestuck^2 was starting up again, and posting new updates!!

I hadn't dared dream this day would come, where Homestuck^2 would return. But there it was anyway.

It made me feel so happy, and I could finally allow myself to start actively thinking about Homestuck^2 again.

So, the past 12 days me and my brother have been rereading the Homestuck Epilogues recap, as well as the 407 pages of Homestuck^2 (AND the bonus stories!) that had already been published before.

To get back in "the flow", to remember what came before, and prepare ourselves for the new updates.

Now I've caught up again to that point, and my brother's almost there as well. Once he's also reached that point, we'll start reading the regular updates again.

I'm not sure yet what will come after that, for me. But I don't think things are ever going back to the way they used to be.

At this moment, I don't see myself going back to any forums, or active community. I don't see myself continuing the Dutch translation.

I'm not even 100% sure if I will still be making reaction posts to the updates.

Anything I do, for now, will be what feels good to me. We'll see as we go what exactly that is.

Right now, I think it's pretty likely that I will continue doing the tally for "Homestuck From The Perspective of". I still love seeing that overview, myself.

Anyway, thanks for reading this, and take care.

[butwhyduh]

I was thinking about Scarecrow. I don't know a lot about his character, but I think the basic concept is pretty neat. I think in his studies into fear, he'd probably end up consuming a lot of horror media to pick out the aspects that scared people most. Maybe him with a recently retired horror actress known for her famous scream. But, of course, those were all fake. He would like to know what makes her scream for real.

I’m high key Gonna ignore his origin story here. He’s gonna be in his early 20s here and the reader 30 but retired as in moved to a different career path.

Warning: smut, scary, he’s a bad guy, dark, non-con, major character death. Like seriously it’s very dark. This is a horror story, not a romance.

Note: I wrote this over a year ago and didn’t know what to do with it. How would it go over? It’s very dark. But I figured it was worth posting.

Jonathan Crane liked to be scared. The blood coursing through his veins was beautiful and he felt alive. He was young and hearing ghost stories were fun. They weren’t enough to hear campfire tales so he looked for more scary stories and for horror books and movies. He would watch and read any that he got his hands on.

He was 13 the first time he found himself interested in horror in a sexual way. He watched a movie where a woman was having sex with a man and both were murdered. Her shrieks of terror were music to his ears and he found his pants too tight. It became his thing to masturbate to horror movies. Plenty of sex and violence and Jonathan could pretend it was normal.

There she was, a beautiful woman in a tiny dress. You wore a blonde wig and deep almost purple lipstick. The way your eye makeup had smeared across your face as you ran across the woods did something to him and you were soon a favorite to watch. You were in a few movies in the late 2000 as a young woman trying to be an actress. Jonathan soon had all of your movies on dvds.

But life for you changed. You weren’t getting roles and you needed money so you went back to school and started a different profession. Jonathan was sad that you were gone. But then again, he had moved on from fake fear into feeling a taste of the real stuff. Every once in a while when he was nostalgic, he would put on one of your old movies.

Jonathan was now in college and studying the human body more in depth. He was bright in his anatomy class and interesting in psychology. There was an opportunity to help with a research study on the activity of the amygdala when watching horror movies. Jonathan won the chance to assist the project.

“The amygdala is one of the most basic part of the brain. It regulates the flight or fight response,” he said to the participants. “In real life situations it will send signals to the body that cause the sympathetic nervous system to cause physical changes in the body such as speeding up the heart rate and flushing the skin. This study will test you in multiple ways for physical response. Please sign the waivers if you would like to continue.”

Everyone signed paperwork and passed it to him. He walked between the rows to collect the papers. Jonathan took one look at your face and almost fell over in shock. You were there. In his study. You were there in front of him, just as beautiful as ever. He adjusted the front of his pants and continued with his work.

“You will be separated and sent into sound proof booths where a series of horror scenes will play. You will be wearing various monitors,” Jonathan continued. “The schedule is posted for times and we ask that no one talk to one another about their experiences. That could compromise results.”

Jonathan was thankful for the dark booth as he placed heart monitors on your chest and a blood pressure cuff on your wrist. He knew that he was having a Pavlovian response to seeing you. If he masturbated every time he saw you on screen, then his body would anticipate it and that’s why he was failing to prevent himself from being hard now. Or so he told himself. Not because he was close enough to smell your perfume and see down your low cut shirt. Not at all. He was glad to be done with the monitor placements. His professor has already added tiny electrodes to your scalp to monitor brain activity.

He excused himself to quickly take care of business for a few minutes while the other volunteers help place the electrodes on other subjects in other booths. It was embarrassing how quickly he came with just a few rough jerks to his cock in the tiny staff bathroom. A few huffs of heavy breathing was the only sign of what he had done. Jonathan cleaned up and joined the group again.

There was a classroom with a screen set up to show all 8 subjects as they watched the scary images and videos. Jonathan sat in the back and stared at you the whole time. He felt his dick twitch as you gasp at a scary part before smiling. The other subjects did as well but Jonathan paid them no mind. No, he was staring at his scream Queen in person. God, you were beautiful. Another part your eyes cringed and you bit your lip and he stared at the skin as it darkened and he imagined the skin swelling. Jonathan would have to get ahold of himself or he would need to excuse himself again and he was already a little embarrassed from earlier. He instead watched the heart rate and brain activity monitors and enjoyed the way the subjects’ activity rose and fell with every fear encounter. After half an hour, the video was done and the volunteers helped to remove the monitoring devices. Jonathan helped you out of yours almost reverently.

“Thank you,” you said standing in the tiny booth. Jonathan smiled and nodded. “So same time next week,” you said with a little smile.

“Absolutely,” he said. “Actually, I was wondering if you wanted to get something to eat. Like a date,” Jonathan pushed himself to say. You smiled widely.

“Is it legal? To take a subject from your experiment on a date?” You teased. He was cute with floppy brown hair and big brown eyes. Jonathan might have been crazy and unhinged but he was also handsome.

“I’m just a volunteer and we won’t talk about the experiment,” he said and you laughed while touching his arm. Fuck, he got hard almost instantly at that. Thank god it was a dark room. “Tomorrow night? At Romero’s?”

“Sure,” you flirted. “Can’t wait,” you winked and walked out of the booth. Jonathan waited until you walked out of sight before hurrying yo the bathroom. His boner was painfully pressed against his jeans and he almost sighed when pulling it out. He roughly jerked himself quickly with his hand on the door.

Your perfect lips he imagined wrapped around his dick. Your legs wrapped around him as he fucked you. He sighed heavily in the empty bathroom. His fingers wrapped around your throat and tightening. The fear increasing in your eyes as you tried to pry his hands off. His hand moved faster. The way your tits heaved in fear as you writhed under him. Fuck, he came at that thought. The fear of him killing you was the hottest thing he ever imagined. Jonathan cleaned up and joined the group again.

A week later he met you for dinner. You looked amazing. A beautiful dress and your lips painted deep red, just like in the movie. Jonathan thought about mentioning that he recognized you in the movies but didn’t. You’d probably think it was weird. Instead he talked about the struggles of academia and you talked about your job and life. As the meal came to a close, your mood changed.

You reached a leg up to run along the leg of his pants. Jonathan coughed in his drink. He leaned forward in his seat.

“How about we get out of here,” you suggested.

“Really?” He asked a little surprised.

“Sure. I’m not really in the place for something long term but I’d happily go home with you tonight,” you purred. He felt his face redden and it wasn’t from the wine. Was he actually going to sleep with his celebrity crush?

“Why me?” He couldn’t help but asked as he paid the check.

“Well, you’re cute and in college and the last time I had an… enthusiastic lay was a while ago. I could use someone that can keep up,” you said with a wink. Jonathan’s dick twitched at the thought.

“Sure. My place or yours?” He asked and you smiled.

“My place is kinda far. Is yours close by?” You asked as you placed a hand on his thigh as he order a ride. Jonathan almost jumped out of his chair and it caused you to giggle and bite those pouty red lips.

“Right down the road,” he said.

“Not on campus?”

“No, my own place,” he answered as you massaged his thigh and he was willing himself to not get hard right there in the restaurant.

“Mmm, no one to hear me scream,” you replied and he inhaled quickly. You giggled again.

“Car’s here,” he said hopping up quickly. You smirked and walked behind him. You kept touch him in the cab. Your fingers ran along his elbow, up his thigh, to fix his hair. Jonathan was absolutely lost in it all. You continued up to his apartment, even pressing him against the wall as you kissed him thoroughly causing him to drop his keys.

“Sorry,” he said pulling away to pick them up. He opened up the door to his apartment and you walked in.

“Ooo horror fan. I sense a theme,” you smiled. He smiled ruefully. You looked at the statues from horror movies he had on a shelf, those expensive nerdy kind of toys. Very neat. Jonathan watched you nervously. Thankfully he had hidden all of your movie stuff in shame after he met you.

“I find fear fascinating,” he admitted. You nodded and stood in the doorway to his room.

“I find you fascinating,” you said and he gulped. You pulled on the zipper at the side of your dress and slid out of it to stand in nothing but a bra, panty, stockings, and those heels he liked so well.

“Fuck,” Jonathan said staring at you. You giggled again. You motioned to him with a finger in a come hither motion and he moved across the floor as if enchanted. He sat on the bed beside you. You climbed in his lap and his hands moved to your waist. His heart hammered in his chest as you bent to kiss him.

You unbuttoned his shirt and ran your hand along his chest as you made out. He made a little noise and jumped. You pushed him back on the bed and he whined before kissing you deeper. God, you were overwhelming him.

You ground your crotch against him and he gasped. It was so much. You were so much. He could taste the wine you drank earlier. His hips moved to match yours as you rubbed against him in nothing but the thin panties. His boner pressed between your ass and the movement of your body causing friction was fucking delightful.

His hands groped your breasts and before Jonathan could recognize the warning signs, he felt his body move towards an inevitable orgasm. He tried to stop your hips but it was too late and he spasmed as he came in his pants. You grinned and rubbed down on him through his high. Jonathan’s face was brick red and he couldn’t look you in the eyes. Fuck, that wasn’t supposed to happen.

“Hey,” you said. “We have all night. Don’t worry. Your little friend was just excited, Jonny,” you teased. He hated being teased. He was already embarrassed. He quickly flipped you over and you gasped. He was younger but definitely stronger than you. You bit your lip and stared up at him in lust.

Jonathan reached in his bedside table drawer and groped around before finding what he wanted. He put cuffs on one hand and you made a ‘Hmm’ sound and let him cuff you to the bed with your hands over your head.

“I can definitely handle this,” you purred. He lightly slapped your tit through your bra and you keened towards his touch. He roughly kissed down your skin but instead of fear, you were getting more and more turned on making little moans. It annoyed him. Why were you excited that he was being mean? He roughly slapped your tit again before yanking the bra off.

“Wow,” you said a little shocked. He grabbed a pocket knife out of the side table and cut off your panties. Your heart moved a little faster and you flinched away but the moment was hot enough to ignore the fear.

“You like that,” he asked. Now with a knife in hand he was getting interested. He ran the back spine of the blade against your skin and down your stomach. He moved it off your skin and harshly slapped your pussy.

“Ha,” you gasped. He could see how wet that made you but also how your eyes were just a little too wide. Hmm, maybe you had similar tastes. He pulled off his sticky ruined pants and caught you smiling and it infuriated him. How dare you think it’s funny that you did this to him? He put a condom on.

He bent over you and roughly kissed and nipped at your skin. You jumped and gasped at each action. Jonathan pushed one leg up and shoved himself in you causing you to whimper. He couldn’t tell if it was pleasure or pain.

“Not so rough,” you begged as he thrust his hips against yours. He didn’t slow down. “Hey,” you said. That was the look he liked. The fear like you had on screen. “Please slow down.”

He grinned and kept the rough pace. You started straining at the cuffs and moving beneath him.

“Please, stop. This isn’t funny,” you said with a tremor in your voice. “You’re scaring me.” That phrase alone pushed him over the edge and he came again. His breath was hot against your skin as you struggled to move. He sat up and grabbed the knife from the table. Your eyes tracked it as he pressed it against your chest.

“Jonathan,” you begged. “Please stop. Don’t.”

He grinned and wrapped his hand around your throat and your lips opened in the o that he had seen in your movies. The one before you screamed. Your eyes were begging him. God the power in his hands alone had him hard again.

“Don’t. Please,” you begged. “I’m scared. You win. Let me go.” He shoved in and started thrusting again. You whined and tried to move away from him. His hand tightened on your throat and you writhed in terror. He let go and you gasped in air. That made him even harder. He’d never let himself use fear like this.

“Please, Jonathan,” you breathed out. He could pretend it was in pleasure but did he even want to? Didn’t matter.

“I wanna hear your voice,” he said. “Come on scream Queen.”

“What,” you asked and he pressed the knife against your skin. You let out a horrified scream and he moaned. That was great.

“More,” he said and another scream bubbled out of you as he pressed the blade down causing a bubble of blood to pool from your skin.

“Help,” you screamed. He laughed and you sobbed. “Somebody help!” That’s all it took for him to cum a third time that night. He bit at your skin roughly and you whimpered.

He pulled out and looked you over. Flushed skin, swollen lips and nipples from his abuse, and your eyes were so fucking scared. His cum slid from your core and he couldn’t help but stare before realization filled him with genuine fear.

He had actually hurt someone. He had done far more than just imagine and he liked it. He was a fucking weirdo who liked scaring and hurting women. And you knew. You knew how fucking weird he was. You would tell. You would tell everyone.

He clenched his hands into fists at the thought of everyone knowing. He would be ruined. He would be kicked out of school and lose his internship. Years of work would be lost. And it was your fault.

“Why,” you breathed.

“It’s your fault,” he said almost not even to you. “You fucking did this. Your stupid movies and lips.”

“I didn’t-“

“You’re fucking whore plans to ruin my life,” he ranted with the knife in his clenched fist.

“No! I wouldn’t-“

“Opening your legs to ruin my life. Did you want everyone to know? You’ll fucking tell. You’ll fucking tell them all,” he continued.

“What are you talking about?” You asked. He moved closer and you whimpered in fear.

“I’m not doing anything. Stop acting scared,” Jonathan said while roughly grabbing your jaw. “What are you even scared of?”

“Help! Help!” You shrieked and he smacked you across the face.

“Do you want to feel some real fear?” He whispered menacingly. He had a smile and you froze in horror.

Jonathan left the room and you shivered in the cold and fear as he rummaged in drawers in the next room. He came back with a syringe of bright green liquid; a little something he made with some epinephrine and some low grade hallucinogens.

“What is that?” You breathed.

“Fear,” he grinned. Before you could do anything but inhale for a scream, he jammed it into your thigh. You stared at it as it went in your skin. It was the last thing you ever saw before you were thrown into a world of permanent nightmares.

[jujumin-translates]

Event | Act 3.5 Event - NEW ERA GARDEN | Chapter 5

*Contains spoilers for Act 12 - eternal moment*

Yukio: --Well then, let’s take a break here.

Kasumi: Okay.

Syu: Damn, Kasumi, seems like you’ve got the flow of the sword fight finally down, huh?

Kasumi: Ehehe, it’s rare to get praise from you like that, Syu-san.

Yuzo: I had no choice but to train you.

Kasumi: Don’t act like you had better things to do.

Yuzo: I go and help you and this is the thanks I get?

Syu: Lessons with Yuzo must be like spartan training.

Kasumi: You can say that again… Yuzo can really be a heartless brute sometimes.

Kasumi: --Wait a minute, you aren’t this harsh with the newborn kids, are you!?

Yuzo: So what if I am~?

Kasumi: Don’t you turn away from me…! I’ll sue for harassment! I have to write an article about this…

Yuzo: The hell!? Don’t go makin’ shit up for articles for personal reasons!

Syu: Childhood friends pretty much never change. As for these two…

Hiro: What the hell was that move you just did? It’s completely different from before!

Zen: I’m a blank slate. You’re the active veteran actor, you should be able to handle making things up on the spot.

Hiro: A heads up would’ve still been nice!

Zen: It slipped my mind.

Hiro: You always say that!

Zen: That slipped my mind too.

Hiro: Can’t you remember anything!?

Reni: Seems that they’re the same as ever too.

Syu: Just like the old days.

Yukio: How nostalgic…

Hiro: Haaah… I’m gonna go get some fresh air.

Syu: It really is just like back then.

Zen: You never change.

Hiro: Oh, so THAT’S the part you’ll remember!?

Zen: Just go already.

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Hiro: …

Hiro: (They’re not wrong, I have done this before…)

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“If you keep moving like that, no one’s gonna be able to follow you.”

“This is normal for Autumn Troupe.”

“I’m sure you’re used to sword fighting, but can’t you consider what the Summer Troupe members can do!?”

Since Zen and I were in separate troupes, we usually never performed together, but during our first mixed Summer Troupe and Autumn troupe performance, we had to work together in rehearsals.

The performance had a lot of sword fighting, but the difference in experience between Summer Troupe and Autumn troupe, and the difference in the way Zen and I did things caused a lot of trouble.

“Well, I think Zen-san’s movements look better, don’t you think?”

“Let’s just try it, and if we can’t do it, we’ll just go back. Let’s give it another go.”

“You guys are just so casual--.”

In the end, even the other Summer Troupe members sided with Zen, which made my blood boil.

“--Gh, I’m going to cool off for a bit!”

I said that and left the practice room.

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“Goddamnit… what the hell is wrong with those guys…?”

“What, did you fight with Zen again?”

“You never learn, do you~?”

Even the troupe members who were just passing by talked to me one after another with knowing looks on their faces.

I felt so awkward, so I just looked for a place in the dorms where I could be alone.

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“Where is this…? Have we always had a storage room like this? Whatever…”

I found a storage room that wasn’t often used, which was just the kind of place I was looking for, so I went in to cool off.

The quietness that I wanted from the storage room quickly helps me cool off.

I sat until I felt better again and then went to get up.

No matter how upset I was, the answer could only be found back in the practice room.

After all, the only way to clash with each other is in the practice room.

That’s what I thought, but as I tried to leave to to back to the practice room… the door wouldn’t open.

“Eh? The hell?”

I should have just opened like it did earlier, but it didn’t budge.

It didn’t look like there was a keyhole, and the door didn’t move even if I pushed, pulled, or kicked. It was like it was part of the wall.

“Damn… I can’t get out.”

I tried everything I could, but there was still no sign of the door opening.

A fierce feeling of regret surged through my chest as I wondered what I was doing.

I just want to act now… I shouldn’t have been pouting.

I’d do anything to make up with Zen if it meant I could just perform again.

“God of theater, I’m sorry! I’ve reflected, so please let me out!”

Just as I got down on my knees and shouted out, the door snapped open.

“…The hell are you doing?”

Zen looks down at me as he holds the door open, a dumbfounded look on his face.

I was surprised and tried to turn away quickly.

“I came to tell you dinner’s ready, sorry for interrupting whatever this is.”

I quickly slid through the gap in the door before it could close again.

“You don’t gotta be in such a rush.”

“Yeah, I’ve gotta hurry! The whole time I was in here, the door wouldn’t open at all!”

“That ain’t possible.”

I was dismayed by his words, but none of that mattered now that I was finally out in the hallway and free.

We walk to the common room, both of us adjusting our faces to make it seem like nothing happened.

“…What are we having today?”

“Fried chicken.”

“That’s my favorite! Wait…”

“…”

“Gross…”

“It’s just a coincidence. Don’t make it weird.”

“Which is it--!?”

We ended up fighting a lot during the next rehearsal, but we had a great opening day for the mixed performance that we created with our clashing over and over again.

I was never on the same page as him, no matter how long or how hard I tried.

Well, all’s well that ends well.

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*Door opens*

Yuzo: That was fast.

Hiro: Wandering around aimlessly for too long won’t get me anywhere. I just went and got some water.

Hiro: Besides, the only place where I can find the answer is in the practice room.

Syu: Seems like you’ve matured a bit.

Hiro: Even though I haven’t gotten this mad about a performance lately, I still completely lose it when I disagree with Zen.

Yukio: This really takes me back to the old days.

Hiro: Yeah…

Yukio: Your straightforward devotion to acting, your honest belief in your ideals, and your determination to protect them are all the reasons why you were chosen to play Kondou Isami, Hiro.

Yukio: So I, for one, am glad you haven’t changed.

Hiro: I see, so that’s why. I guess that means I’ll have to keep things the way they are.

Zen: Looks like your simplicity hasn’t changed either.

Hiro: It feels like you’re just making fun of me when you say it.

Hiro: …Well, you still remember the unopening room at least, don’t you?

Zen: The unopening room?

Hiro: I told you that I couldn’t get out of there until you opened the door!

Zen: Ohh… You’re talking about that dream you had back then.

Hiro: You still don’t believe me? It really did happen!

Zen: Sure it did.

Hiro: Why are you so--!?

Yuzo: Never endin’, huh?

Reni: Truly the same as ever.

Syu: Truly…

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