#Tidy Kid

[m4gp13]

Some Roman camper during the battle in boo: oh hey, I didn't know the Greeks had Lares

greek camper: wtf are you talking about?

Ethan's ghost cocking a shotgun on the porch of the Nemesis cabin: get off of my property

[cweek]

never forget craig canonically eats boogers and doesnt wash his hands after using the bathroom and fills his water gun with pee

[farawaywiththefairies]

what draws you to the traditional side of being a housewife?

i literally just made a meme about this today but then decided i didn't want to share it because it was too personal haha but basically i will probably never be able to work a full time job and i really really love being at home and doing repetitive chores, cleaning and organising makes me very happy :) i know most people hate doing them so i think it would be nice to get to help someone whilst living a life more suited to me... there was something else i was going to say but i don't remember what hmmm

[thedreadvampy]

one thing I learnt recently is maybe my dad framing all his anger when I was a kid not as "you did a thing wrong" but "you did a thing wrong which PROVES you're incapable of being a Proper Adult and will never thrive in the Real World"

may

have had some effect on my self esteem

[silveredsticks]

christmas eve ramble tags and some pictures of me and nice things from this year that i have randomly at 2:47am on christmas eve decided to post on tumblr. like why am I posting my face idek but I just felt reflective and i always just dump my rambles on whichever blog I'm using the most 🙈 i have not thought very hard about picking these. my motivation is that i want to force myself into acknowledging that for the majority of this year i felt good. I did good things for my health, and at work, and for my friends and family (even though I am desperate always to tell myself that i have never done anything good for anyone ever.) I found a new fun thing & lovely kind fun people to help me explore it. i got to sleep with my hand on/in Henry (cat not popstar) belly fur. yes i started having panic attacks about stuff to do w my dad, and money is tight (i mean i live in syd..) and i miss my mum and sara and i maybeee spent far too much time speaking to my ex fiance until he went on some rant about family law and I got the ick for once and for all lmao - but i was happy on many occasions.

[wickerfemme]

That *is* fat girl behavior 🤭 very cute. Gotta try this myself. Ty for indulging me

I recommend it!! Maximise flavour, minimise the number of steps!

[hierneneuro]

radiohead amnesiac save me.. radiohead amnesiac.. save me radiohead amnesiac..

[wawamouse]

posting these blurry photos again bc i am so not immune.............

[iamthetruenhaz]

idk how research is for other people

for me as a wannabe researcher who will quite probably never have the brains to start a phd (and finish it, and thus call himself a proper researcher) it's 99% depression and agony and 1% euphoria

why why just fucking why

[faunandfloraas]

Seungmin - IN LIFE.

[fountainpenguin]

"Guess what? You got more than you bargained! Ain't it crazy? You got more than you paid for... What are we gonna do about it?" (x)

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New Dog's Life chapter today! ~ 3rd Life series fan-season

Chapter 43 - “Wanderfoot (Scott, Mumbo)”

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Scott looks towards Scar again. At the way he signals with faint twitches of his wingtips, so very confident people will pick up what he’s putting down. Or join in. Would scooting up next to him be so bad? They could whisper about cute guys together, flaunting their wings. Flashing their fangs. The thing is, it’s no big deal if people think Scar looks hot tonight. As long as Scott sticks around, any eyes that study Scar will pan across him too. That’s way better than cruising the town alone.

A recently infected Scott discovers vex hybrids (unlike allays) are programmed with mate-seeking behavior. Above New Star, Mumbo and his long-distance girlfriend have a serious talk.

(First 1,000 words under the cut)

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Smajor1995

Location: Phantom squall, Midsouth District, Rose House Pergola

🖤  🌕  🖤

As suspected, the Between dimension is, in fact, homophobic. And allay hybrid-phobic. To be precise, Between is not the place to go if you are allay-born and writhing for a cuddle from a guy with sharp fangs and muscled arms, so it’s very unfortunate the servers are down and he can’t leave all this behind. He just wasn’t made for full moon nights! And the way this time of month drags confusing mob behavior (or confusing lack thereof) to the forefront of his mind is incredibly unfair. And therefore, seeing as we are less than a mere 12 hours from the critical injury that brought him to his knees, this dimension hates him.

This would not be a problem if New Star Station’s library had some better books. Scott becomes immediately, entirely, and undeniably aware of his lacking courtship expertise when he finds himself rushing from said library, flipping through pages that turn up nix after null on what he’s really after. Legend says the Knowledge Guardian didn’t give hybrids answers to everything in the worlds on purpose (“so they’d remember creativity’s a gift just for them”). Okay? Yeah, well… Screw Knowledge. Damn. I see why you weren’t getting any action either, king. Don’t take that out on me.

Here we go. Scott pushes a fistful of hair back from his eyes, straining to read the page on phantom courtship even as it jars back and forth mid-hustle to the squall again. You know, he has a copy of this text downloaded on his comm. It’s a shame the hub flower’s not plugged in. At least it’s in Illagescript; that pops more easily to his brain than Tweentext does.

Make the wings rustle; they like noise… Yes, I know. Phantoms are one of those species that doesn’t place a lot of value in height (Thank Void), but you’d better cover up if you don’t want eyes on your back, because they notice the wingspan. They like to know you can fly far if you’re providing for the sparks. And the longer the tail, the tighter their hold on the roost. Scott remembers that from back when Bdubs and Cleo were married. That was, um… an interesting time. Cleo still won’t let him see inside that second closet drawer, but Scott has a few good ideas about what it might have held.

Well, he doesn’t have a phantom tail (or even a false one), but snapping tails make a clacking sound. Will Bdubs pick up the intention if Scott makes the same noise with his mouth? I can do that. Um. Yeah. Yeah, we’re going there. Warm pixels rattle down Scott’s forehead as he tucks his lip beneath his fangs. Ugh; I still have fangs. Who knows how long it will take the anti-virus fixes to set in, but at least they don’t feel as obtrusive in his mouth as you’d think.

Scott slows his sprint to a steady walk so he won’t bite his tongue while rasping it past his teeth. Excess saliva’s a lot less icky once you get used to it. Bdubs must have 20 souls in his throat pouch, with cycle-glitter leeching off him that strong…

And with fangs like these, taking them (tasting them) would be so easy if he could get a little closer. It’s just smart scavenging. It’s not like Bdubs needs them all, and he wasn’t meant to have them anyway. You see it too, right? Just one night alone, claws pinning the man flat to rumpled bedsheets with a knee wedged up against his leg, hot drool drizzling down his chest… That would fix me, I think. It would be enough.

He gives his head a shake. The way his hair flops around, it’s like being a salmon on the Dog’s Life server, fresh from warm river water. Ihh. You know, in all the times he’s tracked someone down and taken his share of memories for breaking geasa, the urge to hunt (thumping in his chest) has never been quite this intense. If broken contracts haunt the air, he can smell them from 21 chunks away. That’s not a small amount!

See, he’s had his share of locking on a target, patiently stalking the offender across the city with scarlet eyes aglow until he’s right outside their door. It’s often the Simmers who get in trouble, just because they leap between worlds so often and don’t always keep their mouths shut. And gabbing about New Star to friends who can’t leave the Sims’ equivalent of Between still counts as betraying city safety. Even the locked-in ones who can’t cause direct harm might leak information to travelers. There are trains everywhere in Sims. You meet a lot of people. Some of them might get back to Between, and loose lips sink every ship they’ve heard rumor of.

It’s funny, actually, when you think about it. From what he’s read off his player file, Scott was born and raised in The Sims’ parallel of Between before he ever hatched in Minecraft - it’s called Wanderwalk - but that was so many thousands of years ago, he doesn’t remember more than the shape of building materials in his hands. Less rough than what you’re working with in Minecraft, yeah…

I think I was a unicorn hybrid there? Do they even say “hybrid” in Sims? Possibilities flit like silk between his fingers. That doesn’t sound quite right… Anyway he’s never been back. He hasn’t got an invitation.

But there are no dragons there. And any once-familiar faces are a blur. Now the only family I remember is my Minecraft mum.

It might just be because those memories were made in this world, but the cool, scaly nudge of her snout or the swish of her tail curling through the lily pads still rings as clear as sunlight breaking through a pale pink sky.

In a clutch of three rare, precious eggs that hatched against his mother’s belly, Scott’s the only one who came out a spawnling instead of a mob. And you know, those early-day memories never leave you. At least, not if you’re an allay. How many hours did he spend splashing through the pools in Crystal Cove’s lush caves? Days spent in and out of his singleplayer server, slipping down the rocks, trying to climb the little waterfalls to Mum’s open arms again…

I really do miss her. See, there were times Mum plodded after him with amusement in every huff and shake of her neck, but for most of his newbie years, she took her hybrid form. She’d draw Scott against her hip, his littermates fluttering at her shoulders, and extend one finger towards a spore blossom or moss patch or a frog. “Do you want that for your cubby hole, Smajor1995?”

And the answer of a crooning voice and grabbing fingers, as it always was, would be a yes. He gummed way too many frogs to count back when he was leaping and chasing things between tall tussocks of grass. And sometimes, Mum tied up her skirts and chased them too.

You know, that might be the cruelest part of all of this… Charlotte and Debbie didn’t know their sister well enough to notice all the ways Scott falls short of everything she was.

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[nerice]

protag becomes side chara in next installment is probably my favourite thruline of interconnected story hell nd sometimes i like to indulge thinking abt how it would read to someone with completely fresh eyes and no context,,

the black cat story featuring reina as pov for all except one chapter, ending on the destruction of nerice, her desperate flight into the next world cycle where she is met by the songhost trio...

roa starting with jumie wandering the halls of crownpoint, full of rage and full of grief, only to stop short as she catches stray laughter. reina and [mindsong user] sharing a private little feast & jumie detests her lighthearted spirit. [qs essay cut for time] but u know they spend most of the book antagonizing one another and only soften up towards the end of it, even if it's a far cry from...

lhnh where jack claims his songhost heritage nd waits 2 be collected. recognizing reina on instinct, and instantly running afoul of jumie who accompanied her, who calls reina 'my queen' now [QS ESSAY CUT FOR TIME] nd on the flipside of the dual protag setup, sky causing an international incident at the war gathering only for her nerves to dissipate the instant jumie defuses the situation. actually the "jack is fully convinced sky is jumie's secret lovechild" red herring is impossibly valid from this perspective lmao. after a book of jumie grieving the death of her daughters, the way she steps in to protect sky despite keeping an air of distance for appearances sake. yeah. YEAH [r*bbit essay redacted for time and content] LOL

jack is on vacation thereafter dw abt it [offscreen getting tortured by faye] for a while but

shadow revenge where raiu giddily pulls lucie aside bc she's about to 'witness something cool' as sky drops in absolutely decimating a collection of shadows. and half the greenhouse. (the more things change, the more they stay the same) except sky with her hair braided and dyed dark now, flawless strength control, the long gloves get-up, [FAV OC ESSAY AVAILABLE FOR PREMIUM MEMBERS ONLY] i digress i digresssss

dream game is sort of an outlier bc it was part of the original book 1+2 combo so it retains lucie as a protag before it switches to belle halfway thru. notably jack does make his re-appearance here though and while finding a puppy with a mutilated paw means nothing to lucie, when he resumes his human form it does mean the world to belle to be reunited with her parents [tide family essay redacted for. u get the joke]

motd pulls a very funny bait and switch actually by making faye the protag and belle, post red hurting sun, into a side chara, though povs are fast and loose bc i genuinely don't know what the plot structure will be other than the linn/faye showdown lmao

and llf is a free for all that wraps up everybody's story :3c

[isabel47]

Who remembers this childhood YouTube channel called Tidi? Especially their videos about safety and good manners. One of my favorites is Maskman.

[hyumjim]

Kind of amazing how I can be so so so tired sleepy after a day of doing pretty much nothing. I am like a house cat

[thefloatingstone]

Thinking about those teenagers who plan things like Big protest Events or who try and organise Big Boycotts or things of the like (like when my college wanted to protest the HOD changing midway through the year which didn't even actually affect us in any way but they wanted to protest it anyway for.... some reason?) and my brain offered the word

"Larval Karens"

and now I am just gonna have to be stuck with that term in my head forever now I guess.

Larval Karens.....

[which-hospital]

considering that Ross is seemingly jealous of Iain because he thinks Jan is more like a mother to him, he absolutely would be jealous of Teddy and I kind of love the idea that Ross would perceive Teddy as something of the golden child of the family when the reality is that Teddy is only valued by their family when he acts exactly how they want, Ross is always Jan’s son no matter what he does but Teddy is only Jan’s son when he doesn’t make it too ‘difficult’ and that’s so AAAAA to me