#I will project my tiktok and Instagram on my wall

[elodieunderglass]

hi! i was just wondering if you’re getting a piece of this pie. https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/voidrealmminis/rise-of-the-eldertubbies?ref=profile_saved_projects_live

Oh my goodness! Haha thanks for showing me! And no, of course, this guy is still selling my dream while claiming it’s totally nothing to do with me. I hadn’t heard about it so thank you.

For those just joining us, here is the saga of the elder teletubbies:

1. in 2017 I posted a dream I had on Tumblr. In the dream I discovered that the childish teletubbies shown on BBC’s Teletubbies are merely the children of a species that grows up to be forest cryptids as adults. The post contained a detailed character description explaining how the children’s simple antennae become more complex antlers; their coats become thicker hair; their eldritch screens are unknowable; here, look:

The adult Teletubbies have more branching, complex antlers and shaggy coats. They are less brightly coloured. They are terrifyingly large. Their strangely human faces, emerging from the thick fur, are unquestionably adult; remote, serene, reproachful. Their television screens are glitchy, esoteric and unknowable. They are cryptids whose public exploitation has undermined their rarity and their strange, alien dignity.

That’s a pretty clear description.

2. The post quickly gained attention and many people drew art, made sculptures, designed in-depth character concepts, and even made DnD character sheets and entries with detailed notes. It was 2017. The post got over 90k notes. It had an extremely clear description of the cryptid in it. This wasn’t at all obscure.

3. The post and four pieces of the concept art, including the first piece by were screencapped and posted on r/tumblr. The post included this art by the now-deactivated @finoliatav which is, I think, the first piece of art. Most screencaps don’t show that it’s animated! Once you see it you can no longer pretend that any more work needs to be done in designing these characters, really - they’re all variations on a very clear theme.

4. A guy called Jars started drawing the BBC Teletubbies as adult Teletubbies. He noted on Reddit that his inspiration for the first one was the r/tumblr post but after that, he considered it entirely his own creative work. He drew each of the 4 BBC Teletubbies as adults using my character description and wrote a little story about how his character had stumbled upon them in the woods. He’s a good artist and his work went viral on Reddit and instagram. Those places being separate from Tumblr by the walls of the enclosure, they quickly believed the Jars was being highly original and praised him for it.

5. jars got carried away by his fame and started merchandising for all he’s worth. He’s selling elder teletubbies placemats. He got a collaborator to help him make and sell plushies.

6. Plushies of my character design applied to BBC characters. Jars sells them. To people. Who buy them. He sells these.

7. I think this is like… his job.

8. It has been years of this. I don’t think he has actually come up with anything else to sell by himself. But given that he now has millions upon millions of views on platforms I don’t use, let alone dominate (Instagram, YouTube, Reddit, TikTok) he seems to have fully subscribed to the idea that this is his THING.

9. After a while I wrote him a friendly email expressing that since my original dream was very much about discomfort with how the teletubbies were being exploited, I didn’t mind him selling his own art but that I wasn’t happy with him selling plushes based on my writing.

10. He wrote back along the lines of it all being his original intellectual property and absolutely nothing to do with me, etc, so jog on and don’t interfere.

11. I’m not entirely sure where the original intellectual property is when taking BBC characters and drawing them according to someone else’s detailed description of how to “evolve” them (branching antlers, shaggy coats, eldritch screens, serene adult human faces) especially having drawn them after seeing four separate detailed reference photos to base your own drawings on; especially when they’re the existing BBC characters from the show and not even your own. Like, Jars, you were given an entire detailed brief, several sets of references, an entire concept and a television show: the only artistic choices made here were to pick up your own personal pen and do the drawing. You have never deviated from my description, which you did not come up with yourself in any way. But okay Jars. You did some real intellectual heavy lifting here, this is Intellectual Property suddenly, and I guess this is your day job!

12. I myself actually have a day job, am capable of generating lots of other original material just for funsies, have never asked you guys for money, and I’m not generally huge jerk I don’t think. Also, I’m uncomfortable but have never been clear on how to stop him - I don’t think I can. So I don’t do much about this, apart from occasionally scream with hilarity with you guys about it.

13. Like this is the opposite of Goncharov. This is a guy making his wage on a 2017 tumblr collaborative shitpost insisting that this is the beautiful fruit of his only brain. And millions of people believe him.

14. There are now YouTube documentaries with millions of views and TikTok lore about Jars, and his lore, the Elder Teletubbies, which apparently he invented. People are making their wage talking about the history of Jars and his teletubbies lore. These documentaries are, if you can’t tell, not especially well-researched, as it is not difficult to find the original elder teletubbies art on the internet, which is all timestamped. Occasionally hilarious people from Tumblr point this out in the comments (thank you, you guys are hilarious) but the juggernaut is unstoppable!

15. Jars is now, apparently, doing a kickstarter to raise money for some kind of DnD sheets using the grown up BBC teletubbies.

16. I will point out that tumblr made and played with DnD teletubbies in 2017 for free and nobody had to pay $3000, but again. The juggernaut is unstoppable.

I have never, ever known what to do about this guy.

I have always been open to advice but genuinely never been able to articulate how it “damages” me, apart from ethical discomfort about how much I hate my writing being monetised by other people, especially when it was about my discomfort with exploitation. The juggernaut is unstoppable though. He fully intends to get thousands of dollars from this. He almost certainly will!

[seattlesellie]

hi angel i saw u say you wanted more fluffy ellie requests and i thought about maybe something along the lines of the cute pics she has of you two in her phone idk it’s just something i thought of u don’t have to write it if u don’t want to i just love ur blog and everything u write 💗💗💗💗🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

not about love ♡

pre-dating slightly loser college!ellie 🦕 incoming !! basically u go through ellies phone and find… something. part 1 of… maybe?

warnings: slightly mean ellie for a second, sexual tension, mentions of weed and alcohol.

part 2

Tic-Toc, the gentle sounds of the ancient clock in Ellie’s room filled the thick air. a gift from Joel. It was a warm, lazy afternoon. You almost fell asleep, almost. Her bed smelled like her, so did the ruffled, Nirvana t-shirt you were laying on. Everything in this room practically screamed Ellie. The scent, the sketches on the wall — of Dina, and Jesse, and you. Why did she have more sketches of you than anyone else? A dinosaur lego, a miniature solar system, obscure band posters, Oh! here’s the pin you gifted her once!, two pairs of mismatched socks, a random rock (“It’s from like, the moon” she said. It was from the local science museum.)

“El” you whined, receiving a gentle hum in response.

“I’m bored” you exclaimed with a heavy sigh. It's not as if she owed you any attention, she told you she had to study. For some reason, some odd reason nor you or her could put your finger on, you had to be there with her. “Well” you excused. “It’s not like I have anything better to do, right?” A lie. What about your project due Monday? Nevermind.

“Catch this” she exclaimed, tossing a serene light blue stress ball directly at your face.

“Ow!” you whined, yet again. If only you knew what those whines did to her.

“Sorry bro, gotta finish this fucking question. She said, flexing her sore hand. “Fuck this fucking Prof, seriously” She mumbled, clearly annoyed, clearly frustrated. Ellie had this thing, well, if you could even call something that she only had specifically with you a “Thing” — where she had to call you by those stupid names. “Dude” “Bro” “Jeez man!” just to see you squirm. Youd flinch ever so slightly, a fleeting reaction that betrayed a hint of offense flickering in your eyes. Every time you couldn’t help but pout, couldn’t help but look a little bit hurt, it did something to her. It wasn’t because she liked hurting you, God knows she didn’t. It would give her a glimmer of hope, of light. Shed journal about it, too;

“I called her Bro again. She looked really sad. Why does she get sad? I’m so fucking stupid. It’s probably because no one else calls her fucking bro, I’m literally delusional. Also had expired fucking Pizza. Worst day ever. Shit. Not that bad because she smiled at batted her eyelashes. God Ellie you need therapy.” YOURE A DUMBASS!!!!”

Half an hour had elapsed, brimming with Ellie muttering to herself under her breath. lighting a blunt, burning the blunt, passing it to you, begging you to give it back after 3 seconds.

You were pretty sure you had gone through every single app on your phone five times already. Stalking rando’s on Instagram, watching ASMR tiktoks, talking shit with Dina in the groupchat. How much more of this boredom could you take? My god, you were humming a stupid melody to yourself.

“Griiiind boy you know I grind when I pull-“

“Shh”

Did Ellie just shush you?!

“Excuse me?” You said.

“I’m trying to concentrate. Also what the fuck is a Fartulum?” Ellie retorted, withdrawing slightly and punctuating her frustration with stomps on the floor. God, she was too fucking cute.

“Can I play on your phone?” You questioned innocently. One more opening and closing the same App and you’d have lost your damn mind. You could practically see the Candy Crush candies popping inside of your brain every time you closed your eyes.

“No” she answered bluntly.

“Why? you scared I’ll find your nudes? Not gonna look- Swear on my li-“

You could hear her eye rolling, somehow.

“I dont have fucking nudes” she affirmed with a touch of exasperation.

“Someone else’s?” you said quietly. Your tone almost exposed you. Almost.

“Psh… no” Ellie said in return, just as quiet. Her tone almost exposed her, too.

Wish I had yours. Shut it, Ellie.

“Then let me go on your phone” You whined, got off the bed and almost slipped on one of her belts that laid on the floor. So messy, so, so Ellie.

She cast a sidelong glance at you, her eyes darting from the corner of her vision. Her grip on the pen was incredibly tight. It happened every time you got near, got too close to her. Whether it was clutching the strings of her hoodie, her knuckles turning white with tension, or her toes curling in a clenched stance. Shed never ever admit it to herself, cool, calm & collected, but fuck did you make her nervous.

You settled yourself on the chair beside her, causing her to divert every ounce of her attention back to her assignment, shifting it solely onto you. You. You. You.

She gazed directly into your eyes, and a peculiar warmth flooded your face. Its funny how even after being friends for all this time, making eye contact with her managed to stir something within you. She asked you about it once, mid fight. “You never even look at me when we talk!” she huffed. “Yes I do!” no you dont. “No you don’t!” and when your lips quivered, turning you in, she left it at that.

Ellie scratched the back of her neck, her arms flexing subtly with the motion. You gave her that look, the look that made her cheeks go bright pink, her hands clam up. She bit her lip. “Fine”. You won, flashing her a toothy smile she couldn’t help but grin at.

And there you were, with Ellie’s iPhone 5C (Yeah, she never got that buying a new iPhone every 2 years phenomenon) laying on Ellie’s bed, in Ellie’s room.

“Ew - Ellie what the fuck? why is your screen greasy?!” You squirmed, fingertips grazing over her slightly sticky screen. Is that fucking chicken nuggets residue?

“Shut up, dude. You asked me for my phone so deal with the consequences”

Dude.

You rolled your eyes, proceeded to wipe the screen of her phone with the corner of her cozy flannel bedsheet. Her phone was really warm. One more month and it would probably set on fire.

“Password?” You questioned, and shifted to lay on your stomach, your cheek caressing the pillow. It had a little auburn colored hair laying on top of it.

Ellie huffed and waited a second before she responded, contemplating again. It’s harmless, fuck it.

“2222”

“Okay, seriously - you could get hacked with that dumbass password”

“Pffft” Ellie huffed. “I’d fucking beat them up if they tried robbing me” she said, ever the brave.

“I’m not… talking about robbers, Ellie. Like, hackers?”

“Same thing”

“You cant beat up hackers they’re- Nevermind” you sighed.

2222.

If the room was classic Ellie, god, so was her phone. Default Apple background, because she truly couldn’t be bothered. iMessage, Instagram with four pictures on her feed; One of her arm slightly flexing her tat (who the fuck was the bitch who commented “damn” under there?), one of a stray cat wearing her grey beanie, a meme that says “Fuck sex. Let’s do something romantic like play Fireboy and Watergirl on CoolMathGames.Com” (God, she thought she was so funny for that one. 6 Likes, one from you, one from Jesse, the fake Instagram account you and Dina created for Joel, her ex Cat, and one from Dina and a spam bot). Next to the Instagram laid the NASA app (of course), Call Of Duty for iPhone (Made her sleep for only fifteen minutes one night), calculator, 9GAG (People still use that?!), and… her gallery.

You pursed your lips, contemplating the situation. Should you?after all, Ellie said; No nudes. So what could possibly be on there?

Of course.

You couldn't contain a soft giggle that escaped your lips, earning an inquisitive whine from Ellie. "What's so funny?" she grumbled, unable to resist her curiosity.

“Said you were studying, so study” You said, while scrolling through her gallery.

As you readjusted your position on the bed, you unintentionally swiped to the left, revealing her albums. Just harmless browsing, right?

“Screenshots”

“Funny memes”

“Pics to send Jesse when he’s being stupid”

“Dhhdjsjsou”

“Stink ❤️”

A picture of you, laying on the grass, a bright, toothy smile spread across your face. It was from your Instagram, the one you deleted because you thought you looked dumb. The one Ellie commented a for once unsarcastic “Woah” on.

The album was locked.

You felt your throat go dry, heartbeat speeding up. Your leg started shaking, and God, you hoped she would come and snatch the phone off of your hand.

But she didn’t. She just shifted in her sit, cleared her throat and resumed her studies.

You shouldn’t have. But you did.

2222

Unlocked. Success!

You felt like screaming at the top of your lungs. Was it even hotter in here now? Extra humid today? you bit your lip, it almost hurt.

A picture of you and Dina. A selfie you sent to the groupchat two weeks ago. Ellie doodled a green heart on it. You were sweating. A picture of you on Christmas last year. That same day you had your stupid fight on. You were wearing a Santa hat, mug of hot Coco and tiny white marshmallows in your hand.

Your stomach felt as if it were infested by a swarm of Ellie looking butterfly’s.

A picture of you sound asleep, in Ellie’s bed. She was mid-moving a hair strand away from your face. It was blurry. You recognized that top.

You were wasted that day. Blabbering uncontrollably about how you had to crash on her bed, because you were scared your new roommate would think you’re stupid, and dumb, and an idiot, for getting drunk at a frat party.

You couldn’t understand why Ellie didn’t want to help you. You almost kicked her when she said she couldn’t, that you’d be better off in your bed. “I snore. And I kick in my sleep - Seriously” You almost cried. You called her a bad friend, a fake one, because — isn’t that what friends are for? Shouldn’t they have your back when you’re a babbling mess? Hold your hair for you, put you to sleep, take care of you?

Ellie couldn’t sleep that night.

When you laid there, right on her bed, her face went so red and hot you could fry something on it. She almost hit herself in the face when her chest grazed your back. When your leg caressed her’s, and ended up on top of her thigh, she almost screamed. When you shifted to face her, an angelic, sound asleep expression on your face, she swore she almost died. The string of your top came off, revealing more of your shoulder, and the strap of your bra, Ellie turned around so fast she almost woke you up.

She slept for 20 minutes.

When she woke up, she had to make herself remember it. Remember you, laying with her.

So she took a picture. An innocent one.

You almost jumped when the pen fell slipped from her hand and she turned around to face you.

“What are you doing?”

Whats in her notes app?

♡

part two

[baesimss]

lido marina village, brindleton bay, simmisota ✨

welcome to lido! brindleton bay's premiere shopping outlets. filled with stylish boutiques, fine eateries and even a gym. locals and tourists love coming here for the chic and relaxed ambience.

guys, this is my most ambitious build project thus far. i've never referred to myself as a builder, but i am proud of the work i've put into this! it's, of course, based on the very real lido marina village in newport beach, california. definitely one of my favorite places in cali so it was a joy to bring it to life in my game!

more pictures + directory under the cut.

shops, eateries & more:

nobu | michelin star rated japanese restaurant. inspired by the real nobu at lido marina village.

curl fitness | a private members-only gym. inspired by the real curl fitness at lido marina village.

loveshackfancy | a women's clothing boutique that specializes in romantic and floral designs. inspired by the real loveshackfancy at lido marina village.

therealreal | a luxury consignment boutique. inspired by the real therealreal at lido marina village.

floral selfie wall | a place for sims to pose for pics! inspired by the real floral wall at lido marina village.

skating rink | a fun activity for kids (or any age sims) to partake in while their parents shop. there is no skating rink at the real lido marina village.

public restrooms with vending machines & water fountains.

kimber | luxury furniture store. inspired by serena + lily at lido marina village.

roller rabbit | a whimsical children's boutique. inspired by the real roller rabbit at lido marina village, except the real store doesn't cater specifically to children.

tress salon | a hair & nail salon for the bougie sims. inspired by the real tress salon at lido marina village.

lido bookstore & coffee shop | coffee shop with a bookstore upstairs and outdoor areas to eat and read. there is a real bookstore at lido marina village, but mine isn't really based on that one.

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[doumadono]

Greetings, lovely Readers!

Welcome to my corner of the internet. You can call me Marcianna — she/her — hailing from the enchanting land of Poland. By profession, I'm a doctor, but beyond the hospital walls, I'm also a passionate writer and a dedicated mom. With ink-stained fingers and a heart full of stories, I'm thrilled to have you join me on this creative journey ♥

In addition to my freelance writing endeavors, I'm the leader of a language project known as "Romanian At Ease." If you're learning Romanian, this space was specifically designed with you in mind! You can find me on various social media platforms: Tumblr, Facebook & Instagram

My favorite fandoms: My Hero Academia, Demon Slayer, Jujutsu Kaisen, Therapy Game, James Cameron's Avatar & Bucchigiri?!

When I'm not crafting stories, you'll find me indulging my love for languages. As a polyglot with command over five languages (Polish, Romanian, German, English, Spanish), I'm currently adding Japanese to my linguistic arsenal. My love for languages extends to my travels, as I venture to far-flung places to broaden my horizons.

I'm a certified neurosurgeon, delving into the intricate workings of the human brain. Currently, I'm on the brink of completing my second doctor thesis, which is set to expand my expertise into the field of neuropsychiatry. My scientific interests encompass: central nervous system dysfunctions and damages, schizophrenia & bipolar affective disorder, diabetes and its impact on the brain, as well as the correlation between radioactive radiation and the central nervous system in relation to the occurrence of mental disorders.

So, my dear reader, join me on this odyssey of imagination and exploration. Let's dive into the realms of emotions, traverse the landscapes of fiction, and perhaps uncover a few secrets of the mind along the way. Your presence here is a cherished gift, and I'm thrilled to share this literary adventure with you ♥

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[strscrossed]

stupid, a high school reincarnation ficlet

yes that's the title. no it's not a joke. you'll see why. this wasn't edited at all and i'm in my feels right now after tiktok put me there. ANYWAY! here's the moment mikasa saw eren for the first time!

Mikasa felt like she had no reason to be so heartbroken. 

It was a rainy afternoon on a Monday in mid-October. Mina was her project and they worked well together. The project was already done and the two of them were just hanging out in the girl’s room. 

“Are you on Instagram? I want to follow you!” 

Mikasa shook her head, “I don’t really do social media.Tried it once, it’s way too stressful.” 

“Fair enough.” 

Mina went to the bathroom and Mikasa saw that the rain had let up a little bit. Well that was nice, maybe some fresh air. 

Big mistake. 

She didn’t know how she was going to meet Eren in this life, if she was even going to see him at all. As the years went by, the hope of it dwindled. There were other things going on in her life, so she tried not to think about how alone she was. Again. 

She never thought this would be how. 

Eren stood on the neighbor’s balcony and he wasn’t alone. There, on the balcony, for the world to see, he was making out with a girl. She didn’t know who and with their state of dress or lack thereof, it was obvious what they’d been doing.

Her chest constricted painfully and she forgot how to breathe. Her brain barely registered the fact that she was seeing Eren in front of her. It was now registering heartbreak on top of that. And all of that combined led her to gasp. And it was loud enough to get their attention. 

This was a nightmare, it had to be. Their eyes met and before he could even run, she ran out. She had to leave. She had to go. 

She heard her name and wasn’t sure who was calling it. The rain started again and she was soaked to the bone but she continued to run. 

This was stupid, so stupid. She had no right to be upset. She had her share of wild nights with random guys. It still hurts though. And she can’t breathe. She’d wanted to find him for so long. Things had ended horribly for them, but there was always that promise. 

See you later… 

Beer couldn’t solve this. It was time to break out some of Kenny’s cheap whiskey. She almost collapsed on the sidewalk, but she wasn’t dramatic enough for that. 

She never thought she’d see Eren again. Now, she wished that she never had… 

-

Eren was panicking. 

“You’re sure it was her, Eren?” Armin asked. 

He scowled, though Armin couldn’t see him. He’d been forced to drive home after driving around for an hour. He knew that it was her. He’d know Mikasa Ackerman anywhere. He’d only been pining after her all this life and last. 

“You think I wouldn’t be able to pick Mikasa out from a crowd. It was her, Armin. And she saw everything,” he gritted his teeth, kicking himself mentally again and again. 

“Damn it,” Armin let out a deep breath. “You’re telling me she’s been around this whole time and the first time she sees you in this lifetime is after you hooked up with Lara Tybur, is that right?” 

Eren made a noise, “I swear, Armin, if I have to repeat myself…” 

Armin mumbled something under his breath, “Okay, I’ll see what I can find out. But you better be ready to grovel because this is just one more thing you have to make up for. I can’t believe you, honestly.” 

“Yeah, I know. I already feel like shit, Armin, I’m just telling you that she’s here. I don’t know where she went but she saw me and booked it. You can punch me again at a later time. First, help me find her. That’s all.” 

“Oh, I will. But Eren? She may not be ready to talk to you. So be ready if that’s the case.” 

The line went dead and Eren was close to chucking it at the wall. 

He was an idiot. When he met Lara again, it was awkward as hell, obviously. But she looked so much like Mikasa, it was almost scary. The attraction was there and they’d been going at it since June. The fact didn’t escape him that he went from literally eating her last life to eating her in a completely other way. 

But Mikasa had seen and the summer he’d had was the furthest thing from his mind. Mikasa was the only girl that mattered to him. She was the only girl he’d ever loved, the only girl he would ever love. And he broke her heart. Again. 

Lara texted him earlier and he just told her that their little arrangement was over. There was no room for interpretation, it was done. He wanted to find Mikasa. He wanted to be with Mikasa. Only her, no one else. 

He just had to find her. And grovel. He was willing to get down on his knees and beg. He didn’t give a damn about his pride when it came to her. 

-

They went to the same school. In fact, they had study hall together. What the fuck, how had he missed that? Oh right, their teacher couldn’t care less if they showed up or not and didn’t bother taking attendance. 

She avoided him like the plague. He tried calling out to her and she just walked faster. It hurt, it hurt a lot but he was nothing if not persistent. 

He tried to find her during break and lunch, no luck. Last life, she avoided him like the plague whenever she was upset. She was doing just that. 

He did manage to run up to her at one point on Thursday afternoon, on the way to study hall. He tried to talk, he tried to say anything but she sighed. It wasn’t even a sigh of anger or frustration, she was just tired. 

“I’m not in the mood for talking, Eren. Please leave me alone.” 

“Mikasa, please,” he begged, his voice breaking. “I just want to talk. What you saw—”

“Eren. Leave. Me. Alone.” 

She disappeared into the classroom before he could beg again. Study hall was their last period but they weren’t allowed to talk. She just ran off. 

She didn’t want to talk. 

He stood there. He didn’t want to give up, but he felt like the biggest piece of shit. 

And maybe, he deserved it.

[i-am-still-bb]

Treat for 22/10:

One of them is a modern witch and an owner of a famous potions recipe blog. The other one is a bit of a fanboy / just trying not to get his eyebrows synged off…

A/N: Originally conceived as an AU of The World Next Door. That had me stuck though. So we have this. But it still has similar elements, age gap, instructor/student dynamic, etc.

—

Fili drummed his fingers on the walnut conference table. One. Finger. At. A. Time. Focusing on how there were pits in the wood and some scratches in the varnish beneath his fingertips.

“Do you have any ideas?”

The silence following the question stretched on a beat too long and Fili knew he was supposed to answer. “Can you rephrase the question?”

“Enrollment numbers are dropping.”

“I’d noticed.”

“We need better student engagement and retention. Do you have any ideas? You are the most junior member of staff.” That last part was a thinly veiled dig and threat.

Fili shrugged, brushing off the words, “We could try putting some stuff on social media, teasers, sneak peeks, behind the scenes stuff. Stories about how potions and other magic sometimes go awry.”

Frowns appeared on the tenured track professors’ faces as soon as the words “social media” had left his mouth. This is why he rarely spoke up during these things. He kept his head down, did his research, lectured, and quickly attended conferences and published. 

Alice, the other young faculty member, specializing in potions that assisted in the growing of plants, clapped her hands. “My students would love something like that,” she grinned. “And I think it would do them good to see us as human, to see that we also make mistakes and singe our eyebrows and armchairs off.”

The department head looked skeptical. “It is an ‘interesting’ idea,” Fili could hear the air quotes around the word. “I think one of you younger people should be in charge. And as Ms. Yu is already assisting the Archives in their project then it should be you, if you don’t mind.

Fili did mind. Very much in fact. 

“It shouldn’t take that much time, maybe an hour a week,” the Head continued. 

And that was how a decade later Fili found himself spending more time on social media (Instagram, TikTok, and the like) promoting the university more broadly and the potions department specifically. 

He had asked for an assistant and was denied. 

It was fun. 

Sometimes. 

But other times he was just answering basic questions, or telling people “NO! ABSOLUTELY DO NOT MIX THOSE THINGS TOGETHER!” and then hoping that they actually listened.

Most of the time he was typing up replies, proofreading, posting, recording response videos, without paying much attention to the usernames that came across his screen. Sometimes there was one that would strike him as particularly ridiculous or clever; he would screenshot it, crop it, and save it to a special folder on his computer. He did the same with responses that made him give up home for humanity. 

But then there was one user, K.O.A.K., who asked questions that often made Fili pause and wonder and sometimes his only response was “I don’t know” even after he did some research and some serious thinking. 

They had a video chain going back at least six months at this point. 

Fili’s videos were well-lit against a carefully chosen background from a tripod; all courtesy of a performing arts student who interned for him for a semester. Really, she had bullied him into letting her do an unpaid internship. She was a double major and she said that the content of his videos were fantastic, but everything else was tragic. 

So now part of Fili’s large office / workspace was permanently set up for filming videos.

K.O.A.K.’s videos were probably worse that Fili’s had started out as. He always held his phone which sometimes made Fili nauseous while the user tossed ingredients into a travel sized cauldron that sat on a stove that had a single burner and plugged into a wall outlet. The wooden table it sat on was scarred from mishaps and frequently littered with ingredients, snacks, dust, and the occasional iced coffee cup of varying fullness. 

K.O.A.K. never showed his face. 

His hands featured in nearly every video. Sometimes his bare feet (which Fili had scolded him for, “What if you spill [insert potion here]? Or it boils over?” K.O.A.K.’s only response had been laughter, and to show off a fairly impressive old scar on his shin from just that thing happening) appeared. 

Fili shared tricks for making a potion that temporarily improved hand dexterity. “Roast the willow root before cutting it into thin 1 inch strips.”

K.O.A.K.  responded with a video demonstrating the differences between his original potion, one following Fili’s tip, and then one where he had added some olive oil to the foil packet before roasting, and then had roughly minced the root. 

Fili amended his notes.

He toyed with the idea of sharing his phone number as they starting talking about more than just tips and tricks for potions. But decided against it. This account operated in an official capacity. And it was probably bad enough that he was carrying on personal conversations through it. 

But he did notice that the twinge of excitement he got when he saw a notification form K.O.A.K. was the same as the one he would get early on in a new relationship. He had more than a little bit of a crush. It was merely academic, or so he told himself. He did not often get to talk about potions with anyone else.

—

Direct Messages between You (Prof.Durin) and K.O.A.K.

You: Why don’t you have a degree in this? You’re better than some of my grad students.

IDK.

You: You should apply to Erebor’s program. 

I don’t think they’d take me. I never took those ridiculous tests.

You: I’ll get them waived.

… I may not have finished secondary school

You: I’ll see what I can do.

—

Fili dismissed the class early. The first day of a new semester was always short. Most of his students were out of their seats and out the door before Fili had finished wiping down the whiteboard. Except for one. He was standing by the lectern, backpack slung over one shoulder.

“Did you have a question?”

The student shook his head. “I just wanted to introduce myself.”

Fili consulted his attendance sheet for a moment, “It’s Killian Oaks, right? If you would prefer something else, I can certainly do that. I just don’t have a note from the college about anything like that for you.”

“It is. But that’s not how you’d know me.”

Fili frowned in thought, one hand splayed over his papers on the desk. There was the niggle in the back of his brain that told him he was missing something.”

“You’d know me as . . .”

--

Taglist: Everything: @silvermoon-scrolls Fili/Kili: @dubhlachen

[thewhynotpod]

Welcome to Why Not?!, Episode 7: “Borealis; or The Twins”! Spotify

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As you may have guessed by the title, this is the one we’ve been talking about, where we “chat” about Aurora and Northstar and…a lot of what’s been going on there.

So! We called in some backup and are joined by Sara Netzley! Sara is a professor of communication by day and a romance author and freelance entertainment writer by night. Her first exposure to comic books were the X-Men posters on her brother Chris' (this is how we were able to get her) walls in the '90s, but since then she's read a bunch and watched a whole lot more. Sara teaches classes on journalism, fake news, conspiracy theories, and representation in the media, and she definitely has an opinion about your favorite TV show. You can find her on all the socials under Sara Netzley (Instagram and Threads), and she publishes her rom-coms as Sara Whitney (Instagram and website).

Having competent folks on this early in our existence is…gratifying? Neat? Sure? But, seriously folks, we have A LOT of fun.

In this episode, Chris:

almost pulls a Jean Reno (listen to the outtake)

makes fantastic points re: how we understand characters and stories and how reading the things we love at different points in your life can really peel back some layers

has a great time interacting with his older sister (like, folks!, it’s really quite sweet)

Sara:

wonders why she agreed to come on here

gives a crash course in media theory, specifically re: queer representation

brings up the appropriate amount of information vis-a-vis slash fiction (Tom here: I never thought I’d write such a phrase but here we are)

Tom:

does his favorite thing: a lot of accent work

engages in some unfortunate internet research

also wonders why Sara came on here

really wants a livestream of Thanksgiving at the Baker household this year

Issues covered:

Alpha Flight #7 - The Importance of Being Deadly - cover date February 1984

Written and drawn by John Byrne

Colored by Andy Yanchus

Lettered by Michael Higgins

Edited by Denny O’Neil and Jim Shooter

Alpha Flight #8 - Cold Hands, Cold Heart - cover date March 1984

same creative team as #7

Alpha Flight #9 - A Stranger In My Mirror (specifically the backup story) - cover date April 1984

same creative team as #8

Alpha Flight Issue #10 - Family Ties (specifically the backup story) - cover date May 1984

same creative team as #9

We jump around a fair bit in this one as we pull from 4 different issues to build this tapestry of Aurora and Northstar. We get into queer coding, possibly some incest coding, and address the use of Aurora/Jean-Marie’s split personality. So there’s a lot we address but damn if we don’t keep it as light as possible!

As indicated in the bullet points above, we’ve started to include some outtakes! So please listen to the end for a peak behind the curtain.

We’ve had a lot of fun making this and we really do hope you enjoy it, too. And even if you don’t, a great rating and review costs you nothing. Literally nothing. Not even five seconds, right? Less time than it takes Guardian to cross Canada. (Still can’t believe they did the math that…wrong.)

Check us out at The Why Not Pod to see the full art clips for this episode and leave us a comment; we love to (try to) answer your questions about Alpha Flight!

Special thanks to the Excelsior Embroidery Co. for helping make this project a reality.  Here's this episode's Featured Design: the Sasquatch face patch! You can see this and more at the GeekCraft Expo in St. Louis on July 27 and 28. Mention the podcast and Chris will have something nice for you.

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[nekoannie-chan]

Secrets Chapter 15. Suspicions, Fights and Disasters

Pairing: Steve Rogers X OFC, Brock Rumlow X OFC.

Word count: 1155 words.

Summary: Sometimes keeping secrets can be dangerous or a heavy burden, which is what Kathleen has been doing for years. She will also be in charge of guiding Steve Rogers into this century; meanwhile, S.H.I.E.L.D. will be looking for a way to kick-start the Avengers Initiative by integrating her as one of the superheroes, but that won't be the only danger they face.

Warnings:  Canon fighting, guns.

A/N: After long time working on this longfic, I finally post it. If you wanna be added to the taglist, let me know.

My native language is Spanish so I wanna improve my writing skills in English if you notice any mistakes, please let me know and I will correct them.

I don’t give any kind of permission that my fics to be posted on other platforms or languages (I translate myself my work) or the use of my graphics (my dividers are included in this), I did them exclusively for my fics, please respect my work and don't steal it. There are some people here who make dividers that anyone can use, mine is not this type, please look for the other's people. The only exception is the ones I gifted 'cuz now belong to someone else. If you find any of my works on a different platform and are not one of my accounts, please let me know. Reblogs and comments are always welcome.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Marvel's characters (unfortunately), except for the original characters and the story.

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My other media where I publish:  Ao3, Wattpad, ffnet, TikTok, Instagram, Twitter. 

If you like it, please vote, comment, and give me feedback to improve my skills and reblog.

You can read it on Wattpad and Ao3 too.

Secrets masterlist.

Previous chapter.

Next chapter.

“Follow me," Steve said, taking Kath by the arm to lead her away from the laboratory. “Do you know where they keep the weapons? “he asked in a low voice.

“In the holds, Steve, I don't understand what they’re gonna do with it," she looked at him without understanding as they walked towards the ship's holds.

When they reached one of the holds Steve was about to open the door with his strength, Kathleen stopped him and opened a portal.

“If you open it they will notice, the point is not to be discovered, right? “With a gesture, she pointed to the portal for them to enter through.

They began to search through the boxes until Steve found a weapon, they planned to use the Tesseract to make weaponry, which made him angry, but what made him angrier was that she hadn't told him anything, without telling him he grabbed her arm and pulled her, making her crash into the wall.

“ Why didn't you tell me anything? “his voice came out deeper than usual, she looked at him confused and he showed her the gun.

“I don't know anything about that, the projects I was on were other, I didn't even know about this, I never imagined they were doing tests with the Tesseract," she said in a low but confident voice. "Seriously Steve, if I had known I would have told you, I think the Director owes us both an explanation because the information I have is completely different from all this we are seeing," she continued.

Steve let her go, she was right, he was going to demand an explanation, if they refused to give it, he would refuse to continue with the mission.

“ What is phase two?” Tony asked after Nick questioned them.

“S.H.I.E.L.D. uses the Tesseract to create weapons," Steve saidas he walked in with Kath and the weapon, leaving it on one of the lab tables.

“Girl, did you know about this? “Stark questioned Kath.

She shook her head, she couldn't believe that Fury hadn't told her anything about those weapons and the Tesseract, what's more, she didn't even know they were dealing with it. He was always supposed to know everything that was going on, she didn't understand how he hadn't noticed.

"Putting us all together was a big mistake, we're not a team, we're... we're a ticking time bomb," Banner exclaimed as Fury tried to calm the others down.

Steve and Tony began to fight, the fight was getting too heated. Kathleen was beginning to think she had better get out of there, she could hear everything they were thinking.

“At least I'm not the one pretending she is my girlfriend," Tony's tone was mocking.

“I’m not his girlfriend," Kathleen muttered, blushing as she listened to Fury's mental command not to continue the aggression, she felt the atmosphere heavy, it was as if the scepter was what put them in that state or maybe it was forcing them to bring out pent up feelings or it was something else, her thoughts were starting to get very confused.

“He always has a way out, maybe he's not a threat, but don't pretend he's a hero," Steve saidfeeling the anger rising inside him, the last time he felt a wave of anger like that was when he couldn't save Bucky from the train crash.

“ A hero? Like you? You're just a Rogers lab experiment, everything special about you came out of a bottle," he stepped forward to face Steve, "And you're just a failure of nature, without your X gene you'd be nothing more than a normal, insignificant girl, someone who doesn't deserve any attention," he looked at Kathleen, she narrowed her eyes.

“At least my family hasn't made enemies by stealing other people's projects or trying to use them as guinea pigs or orphaning thousands of children, that's why no one wants to work with the Starks," said Kath, she hated being told things like that, she knew that with her powers she could make Tony's heart stop as if he had suffered a heart attack.

“Anzai," Fury warned as if he had read her mind, she grimaced in disgust and stood behind Steve.

Steve repeated to put on the suit, he really didn't understand why they had called such a person. Bruce took off his glasses trying to process the information, he understood that the Tesseract was practically in front of them, but before he could say anything an explosion was heard in the ship, and everyone went flying because of what happened. Steve helped to lift Kathleen, who was stunned, she could not even make a field to protect herself because she caught them off guard, after making sure she was not hurt, he turned to Tony and told him again to put on the suit, this time he did not refuse, Fury began to ask Hill for information about the situation.

“I have to stay to protect the Director," said the mutant to Steve to go to fix the situation without waiting for her, which he did not like very much, but there was not much choice.

Coulson went to see Loki in case he tried to escape, meanwhile Hill gave orders to try to stop the Hulk so there would be more damage inside the ship and reduce the risks, but he attacked the pilot who was supposed to stop him and ended up falling into the void.

Barton appeared from his hiding place and attacked the command center with an arrow causing the engines to shut down, realizing the action Fury shot at Clint, but missed, the Helicarrier began to fall at a high speed so the director reported the situation to everyone, Stark continued trying to make the engine work. Loki escaped from the cage and managed to get Thor trapped when he tried to prevent the other from leaving, Coulson arrived at that moment with one of the test weapons, so he did not know what kind of weapon it was, but he threatened Loki, this without tempting his heart wounded him severely and then threw the cage into the void, with a great effort Coulson triggered the weapon to damage Loki.

Natasha had gone after Barton and they began to fight, it was a similar situation to the one they had lived a few years before, she hit his head against a railing and left him unconscious.

Fury looked at the control panel in dismay, turned to Kath and nodded, she created an energy field around the ship to try to make the fall less rapid and reduce the impact a little in case they failed to start the engines. Fortunately, Tony managed it before another tragedy occurred, so immediately Fury and Kath went to see Coulson. She tried to heal Coulson although, in the end, Fury asked her to keep what had happened a secret.

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[captainfightingflower]

I dream to be used as material for other people’s content.

A dream of mine ever since i started posting online isn’t to get internet famous, or become a millionaire off of my content. But to bring joy and to have my stuff get used in countless of projects more or less without my permission. I want to get to a point where what i make ends up as one of the first results on Google images so thousands of young creators get to right click save image on the fruits of my labor.

I want my art to be featured in a 13 year old’s vent AMVs of their comfort character to a song by Evanescence or Skillet, i want to have an illustration i’m deeply proud of be used as a Russian teen’s profile picture on VK, or a German kid’s desktop wallpaper. I want clips of my cosplays to get used in people’s Spanish written fanfictions on Tiktok. 

I want videos of me screenshotted and gifed into reaction images and have them posted all over obscure message boards, or to have a soundbyte be used in people’s Youtube poops. I want the music i make to get reuploaded into nightcore with a picture of a sad anime girl or Sans with press-on nails. I want my animation memes to get put into top 10s or to feature in a cringe compilation with someone’s lavender angle wolf furry oc giving me constructive criticism on my work. I want people on Instagram to make thirst traps slowly panning up my art with capcut. 

I want a teenager who uses bun/bunself on Tumblr to make flower crown edits of my creations. I want my NSFW to be featured as clickbait in a 24 year old man’s first custom let’s play thumbnail. I want to be featured in a British stranger’s Pinterest board. I want to see my doodles used as templates in a meme generator. 

I want to have a French girl in their tweens use one of my shitposts as a cover for a their Lemon Y/N X character Wattpad fanfiction. I want my art printed onto a cake with happy 9th birthday Daniella written on with icing. I want a 36 year old woman on Deviantart to crudely draw a vore belly with MS paint onto a picture i created.

I want to be unknowingly helping an American college student who need to fill a slide on their 10 slide PowerPoint presentation about dolphins or to be the backdrop for a 17 year old person with autism’s announcement of their week long hiatus from Amino. I want to have my art printed out and plastered onto someone’s wall with stickers and tape. I want to be used by people online who want to have fun or who simply want to create on the internet.

However, i do NOT want my art to be stolen by people who claim that they made it, or to have it be used in AI datasets by tech bros who specifically want to make a profit. I don’t want multi-million dollar clothing brands to steal my art to use as merch. I don’t want my art being used to promote shady pyramid schemes to children. I don’t want my art to be edited into CP, or used to promote hate speech. I don’t want my art to be exploited unethically for profit or clout.

Whenever i see something that i have created being used by someone else: i feel a sense of glee that is incredibly particular. I have a folder dedicated to this very thing, of wild instances of people using what i have made unknowingly, all titled ether with the title of the creation or me at that moment expressing the sheer joy i felt seeing something i have created be used or mentioned. It makes me feel like i’m giving something to the world, that what i do isn’t for nothing and that people DO appreciate what i make. It’s a feeling that i adore to my very core. 

What i have created has been in Deviantart submissions, Youtube videos, Reddit posts, Tiktoks, Discord profiles, Wattpad thumbnails, Amino, VK, News articles and sites i’ve never even heard of before! Heck, some of the things i mentioned in this post are based off of ACTUAL occurrences! I won’t tell which of these happened to me, however. That is a secret for me to keep.

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[musicarenagh]

 Rhythm, and Desire: The Evolution of GINN With 'Dizzy' Step into the world of GINN, where Electro Hop meets Deep House and emo rap in an unexpected cultural fusion. Their latest single "暈 (Dizzy)" showcases their signature style – heavy basslines and bilingual lyrics that explore themes of attraction and self-assurance. We had a chat with GINN to discuss the creative process behind "暈 (Dizzy)," including their collaboration with producer LNCL and how the track came to life in the studio. They opened up about their musical evolution, cultural influences, and the delicate balance of pushing creative boundaries while staying true to their artistic vision. Join us for an in-depth conversation that takes you from the thumping beats of their latest single to a preview of their upcoming project "Post-Euphoria." Whether you're just discovering GINN or have been following their journey, this interview offers a genuine glimpse into the mind of an artist who's redefining genre boundaries. Listen to 暈 (Dizzy) https://open.spotify.com/track/3h5s1NbFzLgcSI9Bohphmy?si=XrjpNdvrSVS1xB3qzWKF0w Follow GiNN 諸葛靖 on Spotify Youtube Instagram Tiktok   “What was the inspiration behind "(暈 Dizzy)"? Can you walk us through the creative process of bringing this track to life? "'暈 (Dizzy)' is inspired by that head-spinning, 'oh no, hot baes all around; who should I approach 👀' moment of attraction—but, like, with bass. The kind of bass that shakes your soul and maybe your apartment walls too. The creative process? Picture me ankle-pounding to a beat in front of my arranger and saying, 'Make it feel like you’re falling in slow motion, but also kind of sweating.' That’s where it started. We built the rhythm around that vibe, tweaking 808s and hypnotic layers to mimic that crawling-through-your-veins kind of desire." The title "(暈 Dizzy)" seems intriguing. How does the song's theme or emotion connect to that feeling of dizziness or disorientation? "暈 captures that moment when your brain glitches because you’re drawn to someone—or maybe just because you had one too many gin shots. or maybe GiNN 🥵. Either way, the feeling of being a little off-balance, vulnerable, and exhilarated ties perfectly to the groove. I mean, the bassline is basically designed to make your head spin, so if you feel dizzy, mission accomplished." This is your latest single—how does it differ from your previous musical works? What new artistic direction are you exploring with this release? "'暈 (Dizzy)' leans way more into Deep House and sensual vibes compared to my previous tracks, which were a bit more chaotic ATL-meets-Electro Hop energy. With this one, I wanted to be a little more unapologetic—think 'sultry, but make it respectful.' It’s still me, but now I’m making you vibe harder while questioning if you’re emotionally stable enough to handle it." [caption id="attachment_58251" align="alignnone" width="1333"] '暈 (Dizzy)' leans way more into Deep House and sensual vibes compared to my previous tracks,[/caption] Were there any unique challenges or memorable moments during the recording of "暈(Dizzy)"? "The biggest challenge was mixing my deep voice with the 808s without it sounding like an earthquake simulator. I love my vocal body, but man, it’s like trying to shove two alphas into one room and telling them to play nice. As for memorable moments? Definitely when I was ankle-pounding to explain the beat. My arranger thought I was having an episode—or maybe just too caffeinated because we drink too much coffee every single day." Can you share a bit about the production process? Did you collaborate with any other musicians or producers on this track? "It was me and my arranger, LNCL, vibing in the studio like mad scientists. He’s the genius who gets my chaotic ideas and taste with sound designs/selections—like when I said, 'Make it sound sexy but not in a creepy way.' I also used my vocal layers as an instrument, shaping the track’s energy with little 'huhs' and 'ahs.'

Basically, I collaborated with LNCL, my coffee addiction, and my ankles that still hurt after four months haha." What emotions or message do you hope listeners will take away after hearing "暈(Dizzy)"? "I want people to feel sexy, confident, and just the right amount of dizziness. Like, 'Should I text my ex? No, I’m too hot for that.' But on a deeper level, it’s about enjoying chemistry while keeping it respectful. No creepy energy allowed, please. There's absolutely no excuse for being disrespectful to anyone's boundaries." How does this single fit into your broader musical journey or upcoming project? "'暈 (Dizzy)' is the appetizer for my upcoming project Post-Euphoria. It’s like me saying, 'Hey, this is my lane now—welcome aboard, hold tight, and maybe hydrate.' The project dives deeper into Electro Hop while still playing with intimacy, cultural fusion, and my overall vibe of 'I make bangers, but I’m kinda emo too.'" https://open.spotify.com/artist/13NB4M0pXsSDewqK6MLm6Z?si=IfyommCwTCiucaPv_a-oFg The music scene is constantly evolving. How do you see "(暈 Dizzy)" reflecting current musical trends while maintaining your unique artistic voice? "'暈 Dizzy' definitely taps into the global Deep House wave but adds my little twist of bilingual lyrics and dark humor. It’s like, 'Here’s a sexy, trendy vibe—but wait, why is this dude rapping about attraction with a bassline that could destroy speakers?' That’s where my voice comes in, both literally and artistically." Are there any personal experiences or stories that influenced the creation of this single? "Look, I’ve had my fair share of 'you’re way too attractive, and I might pass out' moments. Growing up in an Asian household, though, there was always this unspoken (or very spoken) stigma around physical touch—like, any form of romantic connection was a scandal waiting to happen. That kind of upbringing definitely shaped how I approach these themes in my music. '暈 Dizzy' is me trying to break that mold, saying it’s okay to embrace desire as long as it’s grounded in respect. Also, fun fact: there was a time I drank so much that I caught alcohol-induced fatty liver disease—big oops there. So these days, I drink a lot less and channel those wild, tipsy emotions into my music instead. Safe to say, the '暈 dizzy' vibes here are bass-induced, not gin-induced. Progress, right?" For fans who are just discovering your music through "(暈 Dizzy)"—how would you describe your overall musical style, and what makes your sound distinctive? "My music is Electro Hop meets Deep House with a dash of emo rap and dark humor. It’s bass-heavy, bilingual, and hits like a heavy shot of GiNN—fun in the moment but leaves you thinking, 'Wait, there’s more to this?' Also, my voice is way deeper than you’d expect from my face, which definitely confuses people and makes it more fun."

[lighthousenewsnetwork]

LOS ANGELES—In what experts are calling a groundbreaking advancement in the field of meaningless wealth creation, the Kardashian-Jenner family announced Tuesday the launch of their own cryptocurrency, KardashianCoin, marking the first-ever digital currency backed entirely by Instagram likes and reality show ratings. The announcement, made via a synchronized interpretive TikTok dance featuring all family members, promises to "democratize being famous for being famous" while offering investors the unique opportunity to lose money in a way that's "totally cute and, like, Instagram-worthy." "We're literally revolutionizing the way people, like, invest and stuff," said Kim Kardashian during a press conference where journalists were required to use beauty filters and sign NDAs promising to only use approved crying face emojis in their coverage. "It's basically the same as regular money, except each coin features one of our iconic ugly-crying moments as an NFT." According to the project's whitepaper, written entirely in emojis and punctuated with "periodt," KardashianCoin employs a unique "Proof of Drama" consensus mechanism. Users can mine new coins by binge-watching "Keeping Up with the Kardashians" reruns, with hash rates increasing during particularly dramatic episodes involving family feuds or botched botox appointments. The cryptocurrency's value is determined by a complex algorithm incorporating Instagram engagement rates, tabloid headlines, and the family's collective lip filler volume. A special "momager" smart contract automatically diverts 10% of all transactions to Kris Jenner's digital wallet, a feature she describes as "just being a good businesswoman, sweetie." Wall Street analysts have struggled to assess KardashianCoin's actual value, with leading economist Dr. Jonathan Pierce noting, "It's the first asset we've encountered that's simultaneously overvalued and completely worthless. Somehow, that makes perfect sense for the Kardashians." The launch has sparked a gold rush among other celebrities, with Paris Hilton announcing "That's Hot Token" and Justin Bieber developing "BieberBucks." However, cryptocurrency experts warn that the celebrity token space is becoming as crowded as the Kardashians' walk-in closets. "The blockchain technology behind KardashianCoin is revolutionary," explained crypto analyst Sarah Chen. "It's the first digital ledger that can get lip fillers and requires regular maintenance by a team of beauty influencers to validate transactions." Early investors report mixed experiences. "I lost my life savings, but my KardashianCoin wallet is totally aesthetic," said Tyler Thompson, 22, who traded his entire Bitcoin portfolio for KardashianCoin. "Plus, every time I make a transaction, I get a push notification with beauty tips from Kylie." The currency faced its first major crisis yesterday when an unfiltered photo of Kylie was accidentally posted, causing the coin's value to plummet faster than a Kardashian marriage. The family quickly stabilized the market by announcing three new scandals, two divorce rumors, and a surprise pregnancy. In a twist that surprised absolutely no one, the entire cryptocurrency venture was revealed to be a storyline for the family's upcoming Hulu show, "Krypto with the Kardashians." Kris Jenner somehow still made millions from the failed venture, telling reporters, "The devil works hard, but a momager works harder." For those interested in losing money while keeping up with the Kardashians, KardashianCoin is available for purchase using traditional cryptocurrency or soul-crushing regret. Warren Buffett, reached for comment, simply sighed and said, "Finally, an investment strategy as shallow as my swimming pool." At press time, the Kardashians were already planning their next venture: a blockchain-based dating app that matches users based on their plastic surgery preferences and ability to turn family drama into profit.

[anikashw]

Final Project Idea

Although a specific art piece doesn’t inspire my idea, it proposes an answer to a pressing question: as a society, we are increasingly distant from human touch and connection. As technology evolves, we lose sight of authenticity in our daily lives. Aside from the rise of AI and its integration into society, one thing I’ve noticed that has always bothered me is the concept of “fast media.” Apps like TikTok and Instagram now use algorithms to create quick dopamine hits, keeping people hooked to generate profit. They want to keep people chained to the same content, diminishing creativity while profiting from everyone’s time. It’s sickening: it’s an addiction, a cycle, a loop that we as a society need to wake up from before our sense of self is lost forever.

I want to create a gallery of real sensations and experiences: an interactive, immersive installation that utilizes music, props, walls, motion graphics, and software like TouchDesigner, After Effects, Motive, and Unreal Engine to create realistic visuals. This will allow people to pause, immerse themselves, and reflect on authentic content that doesn’t serve capitalist intentions. Visitors will put on headphones, walk to different parts of a room, and take in visuals that address these issues.

For one of my prompts, I want to showcase a visual I created versus one AI generated: How far are we from reality?

Another piece will address nature and climate change: Why don’t more people care about the trees, the mountains, the forests, the very things that give us life?

In exploring relationships and connection, I want to present a poem about emotions, examining how society often suppresses feelings, glorifying mystery and indifference.

Addressing these topics as individual pieces would be incredible. I strive for my work to serve as a vessel through which people can experience, reflect on, and connect with their own lives.

My goal is to tell stories that resonate with people, creating relatable, soul-touching content that brings peace to the mind and captures the beautiful essence of life, reminding people of reality and all that’s real. That’s what I aim to do. I want to do it to the best of my abilities across all my projects. I want my audience to be so immersed that they momentarily forget everything else, just as I’ve been captivated by the films, media, installations, and projects I’ve experienced.

Creating a world for someone to immerse in, even if not their own, is something uniquely special, and I’m determined to make that happen. Money is only a means to get by; it’s not my main focus. I want to capture life’s essence and reflect it to people who genuinely care, who will listen and take it in. I believe that aesthetics make life worth living. Romanticizing even the most minor details is beautiful, but I also want my work to challenge people’s sense of reality, whether they experience it alone or with others.

I went on a rant, but I have many goals I wish to accomplish.

Title: Our Senses in a Fake Reality (to be decided)

What is Real Reality? Our real experiences, the things we see with our own eyes and the sensations we feel, not what others impose on us. I want people to relate their own experiences and thoughts to my work. Fake reality is what we consume daily, what 90% of us are exposed to. Social media, news, television… all this fast-paced media nonsense. Why don’t people stop to think anymore, to enjoy the moment and sensory details? Everything feels so overloaded.

[loqque4k]

Hiiiii!! I am Loqque!

I write a lot, and draw my characters from my 2 main stories! My social media presence is basically me babbling on about these two books in different formats 😊

I also do art commissions on Ko-Fi!

♤ Social media [in order of my activity scale]:

◇ Youtube:

◇ Tiktok [writing]:

◇ Ko-Fi [Commissions open!]:

◇ Instagram:

♡ Original stories:

♧ Project CS [A guy accidentally joins a magical cult (nothing is accidental)]

♧ Project Luma [A guy randomly gets dragged into a fantasy world (he lowkey had it coming tho) ]

Feel free to ask me anything about anything!! 🫶

[sciencestyled]

Physics and Paintbrushes: How the Eiffel Tower Proves Your House is Basically a Science Experiment

Ladies, gentlemen, and those who prefer their architecture less “monumental failure” and more “I’m not crying, you’re crying,” welcome to a crash course on the love child of physics and architecture! Oh, you thought that magnificent tower looming over Paris was just a pretty pointy structure built for Instagram selfies and honeymoon proposals? Ha! Buckle up, because today we're ripping off the fancy drapery of aesthetic pretension and diving deep—scientifically deep—into the unholy matrimony of design and structural integrity.

Let’s get this out of the way: architecture is NOT just about deciding which window curtains scream, “I have my life together!” No, dear uninitiated, architecture is a stealthy, brainy mixture of art and science. That very house you’re sitting in? A masterclass in physics, baby! And the person who designed it? Basically a fusion of Da Vinci, Newton, and that weird guy from the Home Depot commercials. Today, we explore how architects, using nothing more than rulers, math (oh no, not the M word), and the laws of physics, are basically out here building science. So, grab your protractor and your artistic sensibility, and let’s begin this architectural roast.

Let’s start with the basics. Architecture is both art and science. What does that mean? Picture an artist who’s just finished creating a jaw-dropping masterpiece, only to have some nerd in a lab coat walk in and say, “Uh, actually, that canvas will collapse under its own weight if you add another layer of paint.” That’s what architects deal with all the time. They can’t just throw up walls like some sort of HGTV fever dream. Physics is that ever-present voice in the back of their heads, whispering, “One more ill-placed beam and boom—it's Jenga time, baby!”

Take, for example, the Eiffel Tower—because we’re all cultured enough to know that’s not just a tall, pointy metal thing Paris got stuck with after a 19th-century garage sale. The Eiffel Tower is an absolute symphony—oops, no, scratch that, a megaphone blaring in your face—of structural genius. It looks delicate, like one of those viral TikTok cakes that somehow looks like a real shoe, but nah—she’s sturdy! Gustave Eiffel didn't just wake up one day and decide to throw a bunch of metal beams into the sky and hope for the best. No, he used physics (ew, math), specifically the science of tension and compression. Those crisscrossing iron beams aren’t there for fun—they distribute weight evenly, making sure the tower doesn’t do the equivalent of a YouTuber’s first skateboard attempt.

Physics is everywhere in architecture. Your favorite building? That gravity-defying masterpiece? Probably owes its success to some basic laws of motion. Think of physics as the annoying group project partner who actually pulls their weight—unlike some people (yes, I’m looking at you, Kyle). Without the constraints of physics, your favorite architectural icons would crumple like a bad soufflé. Speaking of soufflés, let’s talk about biomimicry—oh, don’t worry, we’ll get back to those famous structures in a hot minute. Biomimicry in architecture is the chef’s kiss of merging science with art—stealing from nature, but like, in a cool, legal way. It’s when architects look at stuff like termite mounds or seashells and go, “Oh, so that’s how you do it,” and then use those designs to make our buildings more efficient. Honestly, it’s like watching someone cheat off nature’s test and get away with it. Shout out to biomimicry, where you copy Mother Nature's homework, but everyone still calls you a genius.

Now let’s sprinkle in some contemporary flavor: sustainability—cue dramatic music. You’ve heard the buzzword, but what does it mean in architectural terms? Well, if you think green roofs and solar panels are just trendy aesthetics for eco-friendly Pinterest boards, think again. This is the intersection of science and design, where energy-efficient buildings are like high-maintenance divas who refuse to give more than they take. Thanks to modern physics, we can now create buildings that not only look fabulous but also save energy, reduce carbon emissions, and maybe one day, come with free Wi-Fi? Don’t hold your breath, but one can dream.

Take The Gherkin in London, for instance. This building looks like an alien spaceship crash-landed in the middle of the city and decided to stick around for the architecture tour. But beneath its sci-fi exterior lies a highly efficient energy system—because why just be beautiful when you can also be the MVP of climate control? The Gherkin utilizes passive solar heating and natural ventilation, making it an eco-friendly superstar in the world of modern architecture. In fact, it’s so efficient, it’s practically energy flexing on all of us peasants.

And speaking of sustainability, we’ve got to talk about learning science with art, because clearly, these two disciplines aren’t just frenemies—they’re in a full-blown bromance. Now, imagine the kind of world where kids actually want to learn physics—stick with me here, I swear I’m not hallucinating. Picture this: a world where we teach scientific principles using artistic science videos—where buildings themselves are not just structures but open-air classrooms. Instead of explaining Newton’s laws with boring chalkboard diagrams, we could walk students through a building like the Louvre, explaining how the archways and glass pyramids stay intact, courtesy of our good friend, physics. It’s like sneaking vegetables into a kid’s meal—except the veggies are science, and the meal is architecture that makes your jaw drop. Who knew learning could actually be… cool?

But wait, there’s more! Let’s not forget the unsung hero of architecture: biomimicry. Remember how I mentioned it earlier? Well, it’s back and cooler than ever. Architects have long been inspired by the genius of the natural world. Take the Eastgate Centre in Zimbabwe. It’s based on—you guessed it—termite mounds. Now, before you make a face and start picturing your dream home being invaded by creepy crawlies, hear me out. Termite mounds are nature’s answer to air conditioning. They maintain an almost constant internal temperature, no matter what’s going on outside. So naturally, the architects thought, “Why not copy that?” And boom, we now have a shopping center in the middle of Africa that requires zero conventional air conditioning. That’s right, zero. Termites: 1, Humans: 0.

In conclusion (cue me looking off dramatically into the distance), architecture isn’t just an art form; it’s science you can live in. Next time you stroll through a city, remember that every building is essentially a hands-on physics lesson. Architects have mastered the laws of physics to create these colossal structures that can withstand time, gravity, and even your ex’s bad energy. It’s basically like watching a TED Talk unfold around you, except instead of clapping awkwardly at the end, you get to go inside and, you know, live there. So, dear students, don’t ever say you’re “not into science.” You’re literally surrounded by it. You live in it. You sleep in it. Your house is a daily reminder that physics is, like, everywhere. And while you’re at it, go watch some artistic science videos about these wild feats of design. Because if you’re going to learn, you might as well do it with flair.

[violetsystems]

I've seemingly lost count of how many jobs I've been applying for. I don't think I'm in a normal situation at all but normally they tell you to "track all your applications and organize them." I'm in a system at one institution almost five times under review. They are civil service positions where I scored a ninety percent so I've even contacted the state directly about the peculiarity of it being under review after a references and a background check for over seven months. I know my record is clean to the point I even did a FOIA request on my identity at the FBI who sent me back a letter of "we don't know nothing about you" on September 11th, 2023. Real classy date there. Most times there is absolutely no response from anything. I feel like I was confidence tricked into an interview as some art project to make me feel helpless and trapped. It could all fall from the sky at once. Or it could just be some sick deep state joke that I'm some sort of social experiment to kick around. None of these are things I want to think about conspiratorially and yet you leave a person locked in a box long enough and they will try to conspire a way to break free. I've also applied for things like GameStop and Home Depot. I applied for a part time position at a conservatory. I go out to do groceries and I'm followed around by the neighborhood. Hollywood people and try hard TikTokers filming movies around me when I go to the store to pick up groceries. Wannabe improv actors playing practical jokes on me in public. Gang Bangers shout at me from their cars calling me tough guy in a mockingly menacingly way. And yet they have been following me around using my identity for the entire pandemic as cover for something I'd rather not talk about. My parents don't even really comprehend how fucked anything is and my friends don't really exist in the material world. So the isolation might be meant to break me but I'm not that kind of person. I've always been the guy who would cut the whole in the wall to escape. Not so much the guy who would cut off his own leg to leave the saw trap though. I don't really know the answer to any of this. It's just gone to a point where I have no choice but to take extreme measures to keep myself safe. And yet everything I've done has put me further in harm's way. Normal people in America can start over. Leave and pick up a job in a new state or country. I'm a blood bag on the roof of an automotive in the wasteland. And honestly half my life has faded away for people whose idea of high culture is a line of cocaine and a meme on an instagram page. I didn't think getting dead sober and cutting down on expenses would leave me this fucked. But I still have ways to survive. Being a target is one thing. Being the butt of an ugly joke masked in a civil war is another. I don't know what the answer is to all of this. But I'd just like to point out that it's gone far beyond normal for the record. My narrative is pretty bleak right now. Thankfully this space keeps me sane. I don't know that any of us would be able to make sense of it. Just remember it hurt me deeply. And the consequence of that seems nonexistent. Neither is the benefit really. I'm supposed to stay nonchalant about everything when any normal person would have called a lawyer years ago. I did and they never replied so your guess is a good as mine. You stand in the way of somebody's attempt at gainful employment in America for an acting gig or bragging rights on a forum you should be subject to worse treatment down the road. You make art with the pain you created in someone else's life without their consent that's worse. And karma may or may not exist for a reason.