#Slow and steady progress

[enii]

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[c-official]

Tierlist part 6: Brainfuck

Eso lang time! Brain fuck is one of the more known eso langs but has a weird reputation for being cursed. I find it quite cool as such a simple construction of a language can lead to Turing-completeness. The main problem is that the smaller language nanofuck has been discovered. But it is still a solid A tier until picofuck is discovered.

Part 5

[kohi-karasu]

shuake doujin is going great

[the-hopeful-squid]

Gi-hun joining the games as Front Man/co-Front Man/whatever 'powerful authority figure' is not, imo, in any way the right or realistic or even particularly 'morally complex' way for Gi-hun to use his power as a previous winner to make any kind of slow-but-steady positive changes to the games.

->The philosophy of the games is that: i) there are only two sets of people in the world - those (few) people with power, and those (many) people with no power ii) the people with power have the right to choose who lives and who dies among the people without power.

-> Gi-hun's philosophy is that everyone deserves to live. It doesn't matter how much power or skill or value to some powerful system they do or do not have, everyone deserves to live.

These are diametrically opposed philosophies. They cannot be reconciled.

Gi-hun cannot use his power as a previous winner to sway the choice of who lives and who dies within the games from the top without losing himself. He doesn't want to have the power to choose who lives and who dies. He cares more when his friends or loved ones die, but he wants everyone to live - or to at least have a fair chance at living.

The only long-term, slow-but-steady positive changes ending he can have that is consistent with his moral views would be not to join the games, but to build his own system - a system that gives more people at the bottom more choices beyond 'be the best/strongest/smartest/most worthy' or 'be dead,' and starve the game of players.

It would take time, it would take significant sustained long-term effort, and Gi-hun would eventually have to find a way to get more money if he wanted his efforts to be sustainable for very long. There are a lot of people in the world who need a lot of help, and his money could easily disappear in a blink if he just, say, drove around poor neighborhoods throwing money out the window. Even if he was a winner 10 times over, he could blow it all in a week and help only a small fraction of the people who need help.

And to be fair: no matter how financially responsible he was, he wouldn't be able to save literally everyone.

You can never save literally everyone.

But it would be meaningful long-term work that could help a lot of people, and it could save a lot of people from the games whether or not they're still trying to exist, simply by giving those people other options so they never get desperate enough to join murder games for money in the first place.

[sams-minerals]

Since Deltarune Chapters 3 & 4 is finally here I figured I should post an update to my journey on sewing all the characters of Deltarune. I haven’t even finished all of characters in chapters one and two but it’s obvious that there is going to be way more characters in Deltarune than Undertale. Which means I will definitely have my hands full! Work has been rough, making it difficult to find time to sew but I am still determined to make them all. Using the same sheet that I did when I took pictures of all the characters of Undertale that I made, including the castle (excluding the Core and Omega Flowey that I made later) it’s obvious that someday, when I finish making all of them, I’m going to have to take multiple pictures because I doubt they will all fit in the same space. I just finished playing chapter 3 and immediately wanted to make Tenna which you can see in the bottom corner because he was just too amazing of a character to wait to make. As always, thank you to @fwugradiation for his amazing games and all the happiness that they bring.

[obsidianquill]

"It does not matter how slowly you go as long as you do not stop." – Confucius

[spittyfishy]

Same (ish) scene four years later lol

[mamawasatesttube]

an excerpt of ch2 of core four space adventures, so that we can all point and laugh at tim for being a simp <3

“Bart ‘n’ Cass are on their way back,” Kon reports, carefully applying some curl cream in front of the mirror. He hasn’t bothered pulling on a shirt yet, just some burgundy jeans that hug his legs sinfully tightly—Tim would never admit it aloud, but if he’s ever been jealous of the TTK, it’s because Kon can pull on skinny jeans after a hot shower so easily.

“Oh, good,” Tim says. “I’m kinda hungry.”

After a moment, he drags his gaze back up to Kon’s face. It’s no easy feat, because Kon’s legs are right there, and his ass, not to mention the curve of his chest in the mirror, or his toned arms, or the muscles of his back, or… well, he could keep going, but the point is, there’s a lot to appreciate.

Then again, Kon’s face is gorgeous and also very kissable, so it’s good to stare at, too. Mm… he kissed Kon thoroughly in the shower, but he could stand to kiss him more. It’s been a while since they’ve had the time and privacy to even just make out, and Tim’s floating on a cloud of bliss right now.

Kon catches his eye in the mirror and raises an eyebrow, devastatingly smug. “Again already, Robbie? I thought I wrung you out pretty good just now.”

Tim huffs. “Just ‘cuz I’m not looking to buy right now doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate the merchandise.”

Kon laughs, running his fingers through his hair one last time. The ring on his finger glints as it catches the morning light. He turns from the mirror to catch Tim’s wrist, leans in, and brushes a quick kiss to the corner of his mouth, then lets him go to finally grab a shirt from his duffel bag. “If you’re too hungry, I got some granola bars in here.”

“Nah, I’m good. Thanks, though.” Tim shamelessly watches the muscles in Kon’s back flex as he pulls on his shirt. “If they’re gonna be back soon, we may as well all eat together.”

“Aww. Softie.”

[landinrris]

Football AU snippet in which Carlos asks about Lando's willingness to participate in a friends and family football match for charity. (Very much inspired by Lando's PlayStation match)

Lando’s busy unloading a few vases from the kiln when he hears the back door to his studio unit open. He slides one of the vases onto a shelf and glances down at his watch to see that it’s around 5:30. Probably Carlos then.

He finishes unloading the vases onto the nearby shelf before he picks up a couple and walks back out into his main workshop area. Sure enough, Carlos is there in a pair of joggers and a hoodie sitting on the stool in front of Lando’s painting and glazing workbench. He’s busy inspecting the centerpiece bowl Lando had been painting intricate designs on earlier.

“What’re you doing here?” Lando asks, walking the two vases in his hands over to the table where Carlos is. He places them down to the side before making his way to Carlos and sitting on his leg. He loops his arms around Carlos’ shoulders and leans forward to kiss him.

Carlos grins against his lips and winds his arms around Lando’s waist to tug him closer. He smells like the shampoo and soap from the club's shower stalls and not at all like he’d been working out all afternoon.

“I figured you were still here, and I wanted to see what you were up to.”

“Mmm, just finishing up unloading some things, and then I was gonna head home. But now that you’re here, guess I don’t have to take the tube.”

“That is the only reason?”

Lando scratches absentmindedly at the nape of Carlos’ neck and smiles back. “Yeah, the only reason, clearly.”

Carlos pinches Lando’s ass, and Lando very resolutely does not react to it.

“This piece is beautiful. Is it for anyone specifically?” Carlos asks, nodding towards the bowl. Lando’s done pieces like this in the past, but not this specific kind of ornate pattern.

He’d wanted to try something new, something that inspired him about the way Carlos had been playing these last few months at his new team. He thinks the swirling red and black lines get at that magical way Carlos moves across the field-- that he captured it pretty well. He doesn’t tell Carlos as much now, not yet sure what he wants to do with the piece once it’s finished.

“Haven’t decided yet. I’m glad you like it though. Maybe I’ll keep it for us.”

Carlos squeezes his arms tighter and presses another kiss to Lando’s lips. Lando melts into it, never one to not take Carlos’ kisses when offered. It’s not quite late enough that Lando’s confident they’re truly alone or else he might let himself escalate things.

“There was something else I wanted to ask you,” Carlos eventually says, his thumb moving back and forth beneath Lando’s hoodie and against his skin.

Lando pulls his head back to a more respectable distance so that he can look at Carlos for whatever he needs to say. “What’s up?”

“The team is having a family and friends friendly match in two weeks for charity. I think I mentioned it last week briefly.”

Lando nods. Carlos had mentioned it in passing in the context of Lando donating a few pieces. They'd decided on a few mugs and vases for the online charity auction.

“They were trying to get a headcount of who planned to have a family member or friend to sign up. They are beginning to draw up the rosters. I told them that I would have to ask, but you might be interested?”

Lando chokes on a laugh. “Me? When have I ever been known to play football more than to help you train every so often?”

“Exactly. You will know more than half of the people who will come to play. And there will be a coaching session before any matches are played. Think of the children, Lando. You will do so much for them.”

“Am I not already doing enough?” Lando teases. He rolls the idea around in his mind and thinks about being the one on the field looking up to see Carlos in the stands. What it might feel like. To get a taste of what Carlos experiences every week. The thought admittedly thrills him.

“And who exactly are they getting to play?”

“They are putting together a mixed team. Some of the guys’ girlfriends and wives have agreed to play. A few of their friends. I convinced Teto to come play, and you would be a person as well.”

“Be your wag representative?”

“I do not think you are a wife or a girlfriend the last time I checked.”

“Oh sorry, sorry, your hab representative then.”

“Yes, much better. I cannot make any promises you will be on the same team as Teto though.”

Lando can’t help but groan. He might be allegedly better than half of the people coming to play, but he’ll not be better than Teto of all people. “Play the marginalized card.”

“Lando, I cannot do that.” He drops his face down onto Lando’s shoulder and huffs out a laugh. Lando holds him close and lets the giggles consume him as well, ever the one to feed off of Carlos’.

“Fine, fine, I’ll do it. Let you be the one cheering me on for once. Just tell Teto to go easy on me if we’re not on the same team.”

Carlos lifts his face from Lando’s shoulder and looks at him with a serious expression. “Of course. I cannot tell you how excited I am to be the one watching. I know you will be brilliant.”

Lando swallows and scratches a hand around Carlos’ neck and up to his cheek. He searches for something to say, but nothing comes to his mind. Nothing to do the swirling thoughts and emotions in his mind justice. All he can figure to do is smile and swipe his thumb back and forth over Carlos’ cheek.

Eventually, Lando sighs. “This is gonna be some kind of roleplay kink for you, isn’t it?”

The laugh Carlos barks out is perfect. “Oh, do not think this hasn’t crossed my mind, don’t worry. Maybe after the match though. We need you in peak condition.”

Lando scoffs. “Figures. Okay, let me finish unloading the kiln and then we can go? Maybe we can do something that’s not one of your meal preps for dinner.”

Carlos clenches his hands against Lando’s hips and back and smiles. “Sounds perfect.”

[m0tiv8me]

Brick by brick! 🧱

[nowwithgaypheromones]

I need to fuck him.

[serenityquest]

[yukipri]

Fyi, TBB fans who play SWGOH

[shaykai]

Durgetash doodle based off of a fic I’m writing

[growingwildgardens]

My partner helped me flip the compost pile and I had tooons of good compost ready, immediately used it to amend the soil and add the rest of my melons cucumbers and the two surviving Loofah to the ground. Zucchini and the like are next, then some misc tomatoes and squash and everything will be In The Ground 🎉 everything going in the ground anyways. Oh, and some flowers. But I think first week of June I'm looking at everything planted and straw-d in

[satanfemme]

I hope everyone's having a good saturday. I hope everyone gets to read a book or watch a movie. I hope everyone gets to enjoy a home cooked meal they like. I hope everyone is able to work on their fun projects. I hope everyone gets to pet an animal.