#and I know that torrenting is a whole issue over there

[diseaseriddencube]

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[calicoheartz]

hi could u pls write about Paige comforting and helping reader who tries but can’t get her grades up and just feels overwhelmed due to some friendship issues too pls ? You could do different parts or a fic abt this would be rlly nice pls 💐💐

Whispers of Comfort ; Paige Bueckers

꣑୧ — summary | just paige comforting you with your personal struggles 💌💐❤️‍🩹

wc ; 900

— warnings | tw mentions of depression , anxiety , mental health , angst (has a happy ending dw!!)

my master list ㇀♡

a/n : this is somewhat similar to one of my other fics that you can read here , so I tried to add a different spin on it! Enjoy :)

The fluorescent lights of the university library cast a harsh glow over the hunched figure buried in textbooks and notes. That figure was you, desperately trying to make sense of the chaos of academics that seemed determined to swallow you whole. Yet, despite your best efforts, the numbers on your latest exam paper stared back at you with cruel finality—another failure in a long line of disappointments.

Your heart sank in remembrance of the unfortunate outcome of the test you studied hours for, the test you dedicated to studying for almost 3 weeks in advance. Your heart sank as the weight of inadequacy settled in your chest, suffocating you with each labored breath. Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes as you struggled to hold back the overwhelming tide of despair threatening to consume you whole.

“Hey, mind if I join you?”

You quickly recognized the sweet and gentle voice, startled, you looked up to find your girlfriend standing right before you, with a concerned look marring her brow. Her presence alone was enough to ease the tightness in your chest, offering a small glimmer of hope amidst the uneasiness and darkness that threatened to swallow you whole.

“Paige..” you managed to stutter out, your voice echoing with emotion. “I didn’t expect to see you here, I thought you were at home?”

A sympathetic smile graced the blondes lips, as she took the seat opposite of you, as her eyes filled with genuine concern.

“You weren’t answering any of my texts, so I figured you’d be here. I couldn’t help but wonder what was on your mind.” she said softly, her voice laced with sincerity. “Is everything okay?”

Paige knew you had struggled this year academically, but she never knew to what extent. You were ashamed to ask her for help, I mean compared to her you’re only a fraction of her success. While she’s an all american academic, juggling both sports and her studies, you were even struggling to pass a simple quiz or project. Which in term made it very difficult to ask her for help, afraid she would realize that you weren’t worth her time.

It’s almost as if the floodgates collapsed, the weight of your burdens spilling out a torrent of pent-up emotions. You poured your heart out to Paige, confessing the struggles that had plagued you for weeks - the sleepless nights spent studying, the countless hours wasted in a fruitless pursuit of academic perfection, the forgotten and skipped meals, everything seeming to slowly creep up onto you all seemingly at once.

Paige listened intently, offering words of comfort and trying to understand as you bared your soul into her. In her presence, the walls you had built around your heart began to crumble, revealing the vulnerable soul that lay beneath the facade of strength you had so carefully constructed.

"I just don't know what to do anymore," you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper. "No matter how hard I try, I can't seem to get my grades up. And on top of that, I'm having issues with my friends..."

Your words trailed off, a sense of helplessness washing over you as you struggled to articulate the depth of your despair. Paige reached out, her hand intertwining between yours in a gesture of solidarity that sent warmth spreading through your veins.

"You're not alone, you know," she said gently, her voice a soothing balm to the wounds of self-doubt that had long plagued your spirit. "We all face challenges in life, but it's how we confront them that defines who we are. You're doing the best you can, and that's all anyone can ask for."

Her words resonated with you, striking a chord deep within your soul as you looked into her eyes and saw the unwavering belief reflected there. In Paige's presence, you found the strength to confront the demons that had held you captive for so long, emboldened by the knowledge that you were not alone in your struggles.

Together, you and Paige embarked on a journey of self-discovery, navigating the treacherous waters of academia and interpersonal relationships with unwavering determination. With each passing day, you found solace in each other's company, drawing strength from the unbreakable bond that had formed between you.

As the weeks turned into months, you began to see glimpses of progress—small victories that served as a testament to the resilience of the human spirit. With Paige by your side, you faced each challenge head-on, armed with the unwavering belief that together, you could overcome anything life threw your way.

And in the quiet moments shared between late-night study sessions and heartfelt conversations, you discovered something far more precious than academic success or fleeting friendships. You found solace in each other, a bond forged in the crucible of adversity, bound by the unbreakable ties of love and understanding.

In Paige's arms, you found refuge from the storm raging within, a sanctuary where the burdens of the world melted away in the warmth of her embrace. And as you leaned into her, basking in the glow of her unwavering affection, you knew that no matter what trials lay ahead, you would face them together, united in a love that transcended the boundaries of time and space.

For in the midst of chaos, you had found peace, and with the love of your life Paige, you had found home.

we love good girlfriend Paige !! i want a paige in my life 🥴😞 as always , thank you for reading !!

psa ! if u are struggling w mental health my dms are always open 💗 rmb that ur so loved by me and so many others

[hotheadedheroprimary]

Celebrate - In More Ways Than One

Another oneshot based on one of my dreams and one that took waaaaay longer to write than I would have liked but here we are I had a lot of fun writing this, so I hope you enjoy!!

(Kirishima x Fem!Reader) ((and slight Bakugo x Reader))

As far as parties go, this one was going to be big. No one could have anticipated it being this lively but that's what happens when you make a lot of friends. In the beginning, anyone would have assumed that your graduation party would be segregated into each class of UA.

Nope!

Once the rivalry with class 1-B (and grievances with the other courses) had been diminished, there was no doubt that everyone would want to be a part of this together. It has been an arduous journey for you all but you've made it. You all made it. Now, everyone can enjoy the spoils of a well-deserved celebration. A big thanks has to go to Yaoyorozu and her family for lending her homestead for the afterparty. This should have been expected. Who else would have the space for this many people?

Nerves are becoming an undesirable companion for your poor self. The torrent of people is neither a problem nor the concept of mingling - that is all fine. No, the issue lies with you sticking out like a sore thumb. You assumed that there would be at least one other girl who would opt for trousers but they're all either in dresses or skirts. God knows you would have done the same but that sort of style has never been your thing aside from the compulsory uniform. It took trying on a full store's worth of fancy garments to realise that you best just wear what's comfortable. You're rocking a blazer jacket with matching smart trousers, the ensemble especially pops with the bright (f/c), laced camisole finishing the look. It’s a little snug in your opinion but a certain pink-haired friend of yours insisted that it shapes you perfectly. The blazer shall remain fixed on your shoulders, you think. Mina spent all of the previous day boosting your confidence and psyching you up like the queen she is but you can’t shake off those last remnants of worry. You're having a conversation with her when you notice Kirishima out of the corner of your eye and the skip of your heart isn’t something to ignore. Even you couldn't have predicted him looking as dashing as he does in that suit.

Mina leans over and whispers in your ear excitedly, "Now’s your chance! You gotta get over Bakugo, anyways."

Ah, yes. That whole situation. Over the years, you silently admired the explosive student and awkwardly pined for his attention. You had even attempted to make subtle advances on the guy but he just never took the bait. After so many missed shots, you eventually decided that it would be best to reserve your ammo lest you risk depleting your aching heart. It was only a matter of time before you ended up hanging out with his best friend more and, like some sick twisted fate, found yourself falling victim to those wretched butterflies again. If you had any doubts about having a type before, you don't now. Unwavering resolve, irrefutable strength, and a powerful dedication to becoming a hero? It doesn't seem to get much more attractive than that. 

"I dunno, Mina. 'You sure I'm not too... masculine in energy? I know Kirishima admires manly things but..."

Sighing, she just rolls her eyes and pushes you into him before darting off, giggling like a troublesome child. Cheeky bitch. You love the girl and understand that she's trying to help but her methods aren't always appreciated. Before you fall, Kirishima catches you and that jump of your stomach evolves into a stuttered sprinting when you gaze up at him shyly. Part of you wishes you had landed on the ground just to be saved from this embarrassment. Being met with the cold floor has never sounded more inviting. It's hard to tell in the lighting but it looks as though his cheeks are reddening as he's holding you. Dear God, you've made a fool of yourself, haven’t you? Scratch that. There’s only one person to blame in this and she’s run free from the scene like a coward. 

Kirishima eases you back up onto your feet and smiles, albeit a little teasingly. "What happened there, twinkle-toes? 'You okay?"

"Yeah, sorry,” laughing bashfully, you dust yourself off. “I must've just tripped on something."

Your attention darts around to get a clue onto Mina so you can send her a silent scream of aggravation for what she just did. However, it would appear that she has disappeared among the sea of students and you instead catch a glimpse of Bakugo, who has had his attention on you for a while now. When your eyes meet, he's quick to turn away, the expression on his face unreadable. That's happened a handful of times recently and you can't figure out why. Admittedly, you don't spend as much time together as you used to but that doesn't mean you've entirely withdrawn yourself from him. He is still a friend. Even with the unrequited crush in mind, you would never blank him. The last few months have been a different story but hitting the books has been everyone's priority in the lead-up to finals. 

A soft nudge to your side pulls you out of your contemplation and you are greeted with another one of those heart-melting smiles. "Good thing I was here to catch you, huh?"

You resist the urge to look away and giggle, "I guess it was pretty lucky."

Lucky your ass. A certain pink rascal will be paying dearly for this later.

"I love the outfit, by the way."

Thoughts of revenge slip away like a sinking ship and you slowly gawk down at yourself. It’s a lovely apparel, even you won’t deny that, but it hardly feels worth complimenting when one considers the array of frilly fabrics flaunting around your person. The flattering remark is meant in earnest and you try to keep that in mind, especially with him. He always means what he says, anyone knows that. As stated before: insecurity is an undesirable companion that lingers at your side, practically sewn to your hip. If only you could cut the tie and be rid of it. All you want to do is enjoy your graduation. Is that too much to ask?

You harbour enough strength to look back up sheepishly. "Really?"

"Of course!” His eyes widen with a confused smile. He can’t believe you wouldn’t think the same. “It really suits you!"

"Thanks." You manage to push past your nerves at least a little and grin. "Wanted to make sure I could dance, you know? S'not easy to bust out the full calibre of my moves in a skirt and heels." Oh yeah. You opted for flat shoes just so you wouldn’t risk stumbling over yourself like some schmuck. 

The two of you share a fond laugh and he holds a hand to the back of his neck. An unspoken tension writhes between you both when his gaze drops to the floor. Confidence is a fickle thing, fleeting away as fast as it had been regained. Those nerves prickle against your shoulders once more and you fear you may have sullied your image with the poor attempt at a joke. Taking compliments isn't exactly a strength of yours, so you're quick to deflect with silly responses.

"Well, seeing as you mentioned it, do you... wanna dance? I mean, I'm not very good but..."

Maybe you didn't come across as lame as you had initially thought. Luckily, at his time of asking, a particularly catchy tune is playing; one with a beat you are sure you can get into if you really want to. Might as well. Already making your way to the appointed dance floor, you gesture for him to follow. 

"Come on, then."

It takes a while but eventually, the two of you are dancing with no shame. At one point, you even slip off your blazer and unceremoniously throw it into the crowd, earning many cheers and calls of excitement from your peers. Any doubts about the mildly flashy top beneath your jacket have quickly faded, getting lost in the wildness of your beaming soul along with the music. There's that crazy energy he's fallen in love with. Watching you light up with such conviction is a sight that he relishes any time he is lucky enough to witness it. Whether it’s on the battlefield, during training sessions, or you passionately speaking about something you love, he lives for it. Amidst his fawning, everything around him blurs and soon vanishes. All of his focus is on you and how you manage to effortlessly succumb to having a good time. He tries his best to keep up but he would much rather admire you. Were it possible, he’d watch you for hours on end. The shine of your smile, the gleaming sparkle your eyes hold, how your hair bops side to side with every movement - the guy is unequivocally transfixed and hypnotised by the allure of your enjoyment.

Gradually, the fast pace siezes with a slow song and, unable to look at Kirishima, your eyes wander. Oh, this fucking girl. You can see Mina standing by the speaker, holding her thumbs up at you with a grin that would be contagious were you not writhing in loathing. She must think she's the hottest wing-woman on the block with these unwelcomed antics. Perhaps it’s high time you surrender to her shenanigans and let bygones be bygones. Besides, you can hardly pay much attention to her with your current circumstances. It’s time to face your fears and face the man beside you. When you turn to meet him, equally wondering how he feels about the situation, his hand is already outstretched towards you. As curious as you are, you won’t question how long he’s been waiting for you. Best not to test his patience either. It’s time to get your head in the game. Don’t mess this up.

No pressure. 

With a steadying breath, you oblige and take the offer, fingers gently landing in his palm. His clasp shut around yours and he takes a step forward. Given how resolute his bravery typically is, this moment would be considered comedic were you not just as terrified yourself. Now is the perfect opportunity for Mina to run in and push the two of you into each other. Thankfully, such a dreaded imagining of events doesn’t appear to come to fruition. Although, it’s as if she’s working some strange voodoo magic because you step closer and place a hand on his shoulder. This sudden daring threatens to recoil in fear of coming across brash but Kirishima’s hand on your hip stops that from happening. Those bright, red eyes shimmer with a determination you’ve only ever seen during your sparring sessions. The two of you share a shy smile before you allow yourself to rest your head on his chest. Content, you hum into the fabric of his tux, only hoping that the music is loud enough to drown it out.

Whilst swaying gently side to side in each other’s embrace, your pupils flick around, gazing over the beautiful twirls of elegant cloth that surround you. They’re gorgeous. Every one of them might as well be a princess suspended in iridescent clouding whilst you weep into the muddy ground like a peasant. With how glorious this longed-for moment is, you scold yourself for getting distracted by the heavy tug in your chest. Pulling away only slightly, your shoulders slump against the crux of your fragility. 

Kirishima is unfortunately very good at picking up on these things. "Something on your mind?"

"Huh? Oh. Yeah… it’s just..." You contemplate throwing out some last-ditch excuse but decide against it and sigh. "It's gonna sound stupid but it just feels like this moment would look better if I was wearing a beautiful dress like all the other girls," laughing sadly, your gaze drops to your feet. "It'd probably be nicer for you, too."

A gentle pressure hugs your cheek and the warm hand guides your attention back to him. Eyes wide with worry, his brows turn up and his face is brought forward, foreheads almost touching. These actions alone draw out whatever breath you have left in your lungs and, with that soft stare of his, you forget how to breathe completely.

"You crazy or somethin'? I don't care about any of that. Sure, I bet you'd look amazing in a dress but this is you. It's about what you're comfortable in and I love that you can do that." The concern in his expression subsides, being replaced with a sheepish grin. "Besides, I reckon you're the most beautiful girl in this room."

The evidence is undeniable and, yet, your mind makes haste in excusing it for his kind nature. He’s likely just saying all of this to calm your anxiety. That isn’t Kirishima’s style but why else would he feed you such lovely words like this? Nagging, your inner voice piles lie upon lie to keep you from believing what’s right in front of you. You shake your head and prep your own voice for defiance but nothing comes out. By now, his forehead is pressed firm into yours and you pray that he can’t feel the flush of your suddenly fevered skin.

“Please, believe me,” he whispers and it’s as if the music aids his words, uplifting like a crescendo despite how quiet they are. “You’re stunning. Even if you don’t think it, I… I always have. I do.” His mouth clamps shut for a moment whilst he collects himself, negotiating his options, and then he speaks again, “You really are beautiful and I don’t know how else to say…”

He trails off with the piano’s cadence and this entire time you are starstruck. The raw emotion is palpable even in its softness. Kirishima edges ever closer to you, that shimmering grit blazing his crimson eyes like before. He’s usually strong with his words, having bellowed many motivational speeches for the benefit of his comrades but, at his core, he is a man of action. Hesitant breaths exchange with one another, blowing into one betwixt the little space between your lips. Your temptation to feel them pressed on yours urges you forward and is the clear sign that coerces him into making the jump. Violins sing, percussions crash, and then all fades into a multi-colour visage as you melt into each other. 

He took it. 

He took his chance and is soaring on cloud nine. 

In reality, the dream was much, much shorter but I just couldn't stop writing once I started. So many ideas kept coming to me. Speaking of...

BONUS:

Bakugo's eyes have been on you and his friend like a hawk for quite some time now. He's taken note of the awkward glances, your touch on Kirishma's shoulder when he makes you laugh, the way he smiles bashfully at you. This is hardly anything new. The two of you have been like this for the last couple of months now and it's almost enough to make him sick. Hell, you're even slow dancing with one another. 

"They're like a couple of love-sick puppies," he huffs to himself and leans back against the wall. "It's obvious they like each other. Just say something already."

"That's a little rich coming from you."

Of all the people to come and bug him, why did it have to be that dunceface? He's become more tolerable over the years but there's still a pinch of irritation whenever he has something dimwitted to say. The smug demeanour of Kaminari is almost enough to coax out a bark but, instead, there's a short moment of silence. 

Bakugo's glare narrows more so than before. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Come on! You mean to tell me you didn't know?" When that blazing scowl deepens, he continues, "Dude! (Y/n) had the biggest crush on you for, like, the first two years of U.A. I'm surprised our ever-observant Kacchan didn't pick up on it."

Kaminari is quick to make an escape when a threatening hand rises towards him. What does that sorry excuse for a spark plug know? He falls for any woman stupid enough to say hello to him. Bakugo's clenched fist slowly drops to his side and he goes back to watching you and the redhead. There's no way you had a crush on him. He would have noticed.

He would have acted on it. 

The majority of Class 1-A are good at picking up on when a fellow classmate is bewitched and hopelessly smitten: Midoriya and Uraraka are prime examples. It took those two idiots way too long to finally nip it in the bud and admit their feelings for one another. On the other hand, figuring out if Bakugo has ever become prey to such romantic infatuations remains a mystery to his peers. Eventually, everyone came to the assumption that he was too targeted on his goal of becoming the greatest hero to get distracted by such things. 

That couldn't be further from the truth. 

It started as a high level of respect, shifted into trust, maybe even adoration for a while, and then a strange sensation of euphoria when he'd see you. The whole "realising crush" period didn't hit him until you spent less time together. It dawned on him that he missed your company. How does that mushy saying go? Distance makes the heart grow fonder? Ah, whatever. Bad feelings weren't harboured. He had just put it down to you wanting to knuckle down for the third and final year of school. Then, about halfway through the year, you got closer to his friend. Kirishima has had it bad for you for a while now and it looked as though you'd fallen hard for him as well. A sharp disdain manifested when this turn of events materialised. Had you acted towards Bakugo the way you have been with Kirishima these last two months, he would have made no hesitation in asking you out. 

He's about to put it out of his mind, deciding it's not worth the trouble at this point, but those cogs start turning against his will. You did always put in the effort to make sure he was included, more than anyone else. Not to mention, your fingers used to fiddle with your hair a lot whenever you two hung out. Then there's taking into account the times he caught you and Mina whispering amongst each other, your face growing red when you'd catch his eye. A tightness burdens his chest as the memories start flooding. All of those little instances: the way you'd glance at him in moments of silence, how you'd always ask to be his study partner, the way your voice rose in pitch when he'd enter the room - it all comes crashing down on him like an ocean wave laced with shards of glass. How did he not see this sooner? Was he so insecure about his feelings not being reciprocated that he just subconsciously ignored you? At the very moment of realisation, his eyes re-focus, land on your figure once more and... you and Kirishima are kissing - a beautiful tragedy that burns a hole in his heart. Any opportunity he had of asking you out is long gone and out the window now. 

He lost it.

He lost his chance and is seething in a fiery inferno.

[riieks]

Imagine: Tony comforts you.

Desperate sobs escaped you unstoppably and the tears shot out of you in torrents. There was absolutely nothing you could do to hide or quell the sadness. You had had a bad feeling for a few days and now it was confirmed.

But probably the worst part was seeing your first love make out with another chick in bed. What did you do to deserve that? If the relationship wasn't worth anything to him anymore, why on earth hadn't he ended it before?

No. Instead, he broke your heart again. So that it splintered into pieces. But did you really blame him?

You had been blind the whole time and just didn't notice certain signs... Now you had your result.

You were so incredibly angry. Which was then simultaneously overwhelmed by pure disappointment. As a result, you curled up in the blanket and silently release your emotions. Nobody should get wind of this. It would just be embarrassing if one of the Avengers saw you like that. So you grabbed the fabric under your fingertips and escaped from the huge living room, which by the way was just one of countless in Stark Tower.

As one of Shield's best agents, you had been invited, or rather asked, to live in the gigantic base. Since you still always had your freedom, why shouldn't you live there?

Actually, you even thought about moving in with your boyfriend.. well.. ex-boyfriend. But that was finally over now. Thinking about it again gave you a dismal headache and made you run. Just hoping that no soul found out about your stress.

However, fate really wasn't kind to you and you heard muffled footsteps coming straight at you. You abruptly pushed your body behind the nearest wall and waited for the person to pull away. Your pulse rose automatically and you were even afraid that your hectic breathing could be heard.

"I know that you are hiding back there", came an amused voice and the blood froze in your veins. Why couldn't something just go the way you wanted it to for once? Ironically, the man you least expected had found you and you promptly wished you were somewhere else. What should you do now? Run away so your boss doesn't see you? Childish and at the same time stupid idea. There was only one way forward and it was being blocked by Tony Stark. The situation was cursed.

So you slowly came forward with your head down so that your face couldn't be seen and quickly apologized before you tried to get away.

But the brown-haired billionaire remained skeptical and didn't want to let you go so easily. He gently grabbed your arm and looked at you expectantly. "Are you all right?" he asked cautiously, not really knowing what to do.

You shook your head silently, because it wouldn't do any good to lie now anyway. Nevertheless, you didn't want to look bad in front of him, which is why you wanted to leave vehemently. However, Tony took a different view and gently ushered you into his office, where he kindly offered you a drink. You promptly accepted the glass and took a long gulp of the alcohol. Maybe that was what you needed right now. You weren't a big drinker, but in that moment you were just grateful for the desired effect and for the company.

With a still tearful voice, you just started talking and told him everything that was on your mind. Why you were so damn miserable and why you were so worried. The fact that you were chatting with Iron Man himself blurred with the tense feeling you had towards him. It had become a side issue. And it was just good that you had someone by your side who listened to you without ever interrupting you. When you finished your story, Tony smiled at you and put his hand on yours.

"You know, I've never been good at anything like this, but... I'd like to put it this way, you're one of the best I employ here and that's saying something. You have so much potential and you are a wonderful person. It's not going to help you, but there's no way this guy deserves it."

You returned the cute grin and nodded. "Yes it does. Thank you Mr Stark."

"Tony. Call me Tony," he said generously, draining his glass before beginning to bring music to his office to cheer you up even more. You had to chuckle at his attempt at drunk dancing.

[sharpth1ng]

hey again!! thank you for answering my ask, and for the clarification! i figured you probably had it all sorted out because you're a grown adult and seem to know your stuff but i still said something anyways just in case haha

i should have been more clear with my original ask but i myself still find all this stuff quite confusing so thats my bad sorry 😞 basically it has nothing to do with the labour of printing or if the company publishes it or not, it’s because fan fiction is already grey area, it’s ok when no one is making money off it. as soon as at any point someone makes any money off it, like these printing companies, or commissioning someone on etsy, or even just going somewhere local to get the pages printed, it now becomes illegal - fanworks infringe on the creator's intellectual property and you need a licencing agreement if it's not public domain etc blah blah blah you get it lol

as soon as the word "pay" comes in, it's illegal - you can't pay for anything, even if you are the one that wrote the fanfic (which fucking sucks). but your merch and stuff is completely fine because the references are based on your original writing, like theyre not gonna be like "how dare you sell this tshirt with a bloody B on it thats illegal!!" bcs that whole thing is entirely unique to your work and has no ties to the original property 👍

but thats just my understanding of it, and the specifications of it can get really confusing!! same thing happens with fanart too, technically you aren't allowed to sell fanart - that's why people often only sell it irl at cons to avoid copyright strikes. but then again there is people selling fanart on redbubble and in fanzines etc so like, i honestly don't know how that side of it works as well?? i think its under a different law since it’s a transformative work maybe...??

its all very confusing i wish clarification was more clear 😭 but you sound like you've looked into it and know what you're doing so thats fantastic, and i'm glad to hear. thank you again for answering so quickly i dont mean to be a bother. ur a talented writer and i loved debaser, keep it up 😊

Yeah no problem! I do appreciate the effort to give a heads up. And like to be fair I’ve done my research but I’m not a copyright lawyer or a legal scholar and the law on this stuff is very confusing to me.

In terms of the fanart stuff my understanding is that it is illegal to sell but for the most part fan Artist are too small for copyright holders to go after, it’s just not really a thing that’s done for the most part. There’s even a number of situations where selling fanart led to those artists being directly employed by the copyright holders. I think it’s very rare for fan artists to get sued for copy right and the only examples I know of are from Disney.

For the most part fanart sold is illegal, but it’s similar to torrenting content where its not really enforced so people do it anyways, and often at a pretty large scale. The stuff on red bubble and in fanzines is also illegal as far as I know, it doesn’t count as transformative.

Honestly I think it’s very unlikely that anyone printing my work would get targeted like that, mostly because this fandom is small and I’m even smaller. I only have a little over 1000 followers here and while that’s more followers than I’ve ever had before in my life it’s pretty much microscopic on the internet. Beyond that there’s less than a handful of printed copies as far as I’m aware.

Honeslty I have a lot of issues with copyright law- obviously it needs to apply to things like generative AI which is essentially a very environmentally damaging collage machine, but in terms of fanart and fanfiction I really don’t see how it could be construed as taking away profit from copyright holders.

People for the most part only read my work because they were already into scream, and a number of people have even told me my work got them to watch scream so if anything I’ve created profit for them. Fandom is the reason these original works have the legacy they do, and fanworks are a massive part of that because you can only consume the original content so many times before you get bored.

Beyond that we wouldn’t have some of our most highly acclaimed cultural works if copyright law had existed hundreds of years ago. Like, Shakespeare would have been fucked.

Alright lmao rant over. Tl;dr I’m doing my best to do this all in a legal way, but it’s good for folks to be aware that there may be an issue with the legality of printing my work even if they aren’t paying me. I think it’s unlikely any of you will face repercussions because this fandom is miniscule but if you’re worried maybe don’t post on Tumblr- but feel free to dm me or post in my discord 👍

[benevadeca]

In my beautiful mind post trolls 3, after everything settles down in a (work out family issues / get floyd some medical assistance / the mt rageous courtsuit over reparations / etc) floyd staying at the pop village and very belated someone brings up "So did you like, have anything we should've picked up or did it all get lost in the whole 'months long kidnapping' thing?"

And Floyd is like oh yeah no worries I already got a guy I know who owes me a favor to come bring my stuff down from where I was staying. And a trolls-world moving truck animal comes and it's fucking Creek driving it.

And before branch can be like WHAT ❗️ Creek comes out (oblivious, regular smug) before deer in headlights at the people who want to kill him for real and going (realization of family relation, worse smug, fearful and desperate) and dropping a 'babygirl' at Floyd and then everyone is like WHAT ❗️❗️❗️❗️ before floyd is like (oblivious to the backstory we the audience know and so just thinks everyone thinks hes a pain) What?

And before he can meaningfully respond to the torrent of confused exclamation Creek is like Wow 🥺 (big wet eyes, insufferable) Can't believe you didn't even tell them about me? And everything we are?

And tldr they were married for 3 months for tax fraud and through a series of events that exist only in my mind they are both the worst person the other knows. Floyd is Creek's I don't argue with my girl bc I'm scared of her and Creek in turn in his wet pathetic (through gritted teeth) IDK whats wrong with this guy but he followed me home singed and afraid so ig he's my charity case.

[goldenagenonsense]

Action Comics #5 [October 1938]

After last issue, I feel like there’s not much that can unpleasantly surprise me. Superman’s questionable morality aside, we have a ways to go before we even get to Batman, much less Marvel comics and whatever else I find. It’s also a shorter story today - nine pages instead of thirteen. Hopefully that’ll make it a bit easier to go through!

Not much to say about the cover. Could be vaguely racist. That is not my problem.

On the other hand, the pre-story ad page had me double-take for a second when I thought it was Oliver Queen. But no, it was just a random dude with the same facial hair and haircut. Though now that makes me wonder what situation poor Ollie could have been caught up in to end up in a flooding dungeon.

We open up this story to telegraph lines broadcasting news of a terrible disaster. The Valleyho Dam is cracking under the strain of a huge downpour; should it give way, a mountain of water will sweep down the valley, killing thousands and destroying fertile land.

…you know, I think I saw a clip of this story before, when I was watching a youtube video on Superman. It pulled on some clips from an animated series that was clearly based on these original tales. Dunno when said series was animated and broadcast, but I kind of want to track them down and watch them, since they’re tied into this whole ‘golden age’ thing. Probably will be a while, though, if ever. Don’t want to spoil myself on content that’s 85 years old.

[Friend insert:

Solem: That'd be the Fleischer series. Classic short films from back when animation was too expensive to be shown in anything but cinemas, made in 1941 and 1942.]

Sounds like I have something to look forward to then in the nearish future!

At the Daily Star, the editor-in-chief demands Clark be brought to him. Lois tells him that Clark’s not in the office; the editor tells her to look for him and have him report in before he loses his mind. Lois asks why she can’t handle the assignment. The editor says it’s too important for a girl. Lois is not impressed with that logic, thinking mildly violent thoughts as she heads out.

Coincidentally, Clark is just outside the building. She puts on an eager air as she approaches him. Clark is shocked she’s actually happy to see him. She asks him to do her a favor and cover an assignment for him; he leaps on the task, eager to please. She tells him to head to the local hospital’s maternity ward, since a Mrs. Mahoney is expecting… septuplets? (My god, that poor woman. Someone help her. Can a person even have that many kids at once?) Clark thanks Lois for the chance to handle it. 

While Lois is getting herself a ticket to Valleyho, Clark is at the hospital, learning that Lois lied to him. Gasp! Honestly, that makes way more sense than having to worry about the poor theoretical woman he could have had to deal with. Clark starts to make his way back to the office, wondering if Lois double-crossed him.

The editor is not pleased when he finally shows his face - the biggest news story in months on the fire, and Clark wasted time at a hospital?? Clark tries to explain that he didn’t know, but the editor isn’t hearing it - the last train’s already left! Clark’s fired, he can report to the cashier.

Clark, however, has bigger fish to fry. He finds himself an empty room and strips out of his work suit, revealing he had his costume on underneath, cape included. Which, you know what, sure, why the fuck not. Maybe he just keeps the cape in his briefcase and puts it on afterward. 

Superman leaves the Daily Star from the roof, leaping out into the night. Leap after leap, covering huge distances, until he’s caught up to the train that Lois is on. He hits the ground running, quickly outpacing the train, all while smugly thinking about how if Lois thinks she can scoop him, she’s got another thing coming! 

He quickly reaches a bridge the train is set to go over - only to stop when he notices something wrong. A torrent has loosened the bridge’s supports, causing the track to tilt at an angle that makes a wreck inevitable. The train whistles in the distance - there’s no time to lose. Without a moment’s hesitation, Superman dives forward, seizing the supports and starting to push until the tracks level out again. He holds it in place as the train passes by, then allows it to crash. 

The passengers are startled at the sound, quickly gathering at the windows to see what happened. They gape at the collapsed bridge behind them, one of them commenting on how they’d be dead if it’d happened an instant earlier. The drivers note that they need to send a warning at the next junction for the other trains.

When the train arrives at Valleyho, Lois has to fight through everyone getting on board. She quickly flags down a taxi, but the driver wants nothing to do with going to the dam - she can have the car, he’s getting out of there! Lois, not to be deterred, does take the taxi for a spin, speeding her way to the dam. 

God, Lois truly is her best self, in full gremlin mode. She will get her story, dammit, even if it means throwing herself bodily into danger. It’s good to know that that’s been a core trait of hers right from the start. I already think this is my favorite story so far, and it’s half because of her.

Meanwhile, Superman’s struggling to hold the dam together, desperate to buy the people below enough time to evacuate. 

(Which, can I just say, this is the other half of the reason this story is delighting me - we’re seeing the core of the hero that we’re most familiar with 85 years later, the man who has incredible power and uses it to save lives. Like, yeah, the bits with him tackling rich people corruption, including flexing his investigator skills, is well and good, and gives a showcase of what he as Clark capable of. But him holding the dam together to buy the people below time to escape is just. Mmm. That’s the core of Superman we all are familiar with.)

Eventually, even Superman isn’t enough to keep the dam up; with a huge roar, it falls to pieces, sending floodwater roaring down the valley. Superman leaps above the turbulent rapids - but Lois can’t do the same, stuck in her taxi as the waters rush towards her. Superman spies the car, and rushes to save her, but the waters are faster, dragging the vehicle under and along for the ride. Lois braces herself, expecting a watery death -

Only to be pulled from the car by Superman, who quickly rushes towards the surface with her in his arms. Once they’re on the shore and Superman can readjust her, so she’s in a more comfortable bridal carry, he takes off like a shot, racing ahead of the floodwaters. 

Lois stirs, holding on tightly as he leaps up to a high pinnacle. He sets her down so he can put all of his strength into pushing on the rock; soon enough, the peak starts to crack, cascading downwards into the path of the water. The rocks seal up the mountain gap entirely, forcing the water to take another route away from the town.

Superman exhales in relief - that had been too close. Lois is ecstatic, gushing about how he saved all those people, before declaring that she could - and would - kiss him. Superman starts to refuse, only to be cut off by the kiss, temporarily dazed afterward from how good it was, much to her amusement. 

Superman sweeps her off her feet soon after, taking her to someplace she’ll be safe - where he’ll be safe from her as well. During the trip, she talks about how the first time he’d carried her like that, she’d been frightened - of the trip and of him. But now she loves it, and him! When he finally sets her down at Valleyho town, she begs him to stay, but Superman merely wishes her well and takes off.

Soon after, Clark calls in, stating that he’d gotten himself a plane to Valleyho and had some sensational news. He asks if he’s rehired; based on his reply afterward, the answer seems to be yes! When he finally leaves the phone booth, Lois happens to be there. Clark states that while the stunt she pulled wasn’t nice, he still likes her. Lois snubs him, thinking about how Clark is a spineless worm she can hardly bear to look at, especially after having been in the arms of a real man.

And with that, this story is a wrap! Wow! Short, but I loved it. This feels like the first establishing moment for both of them, in multiple ways. Here’s to hoping we get more stories like this going forward!

[chanstopher]

I resisted most kpop and all kpop fandom for a very long time 😆

I got into visual kei in high school (2007 ish) and one of my online friends also listened to some. She got me into J dramas, from where I got into KAT-TUN in 2010. She also watched K dramas and listened to kpop and she sent me some, but not being able to sing along by ear or through romanized lyrics frustrated me since I'd been able to do that with Japanese since I first listened to anime openings and such in middle school. I did listen to some 2ne1 and Big Bang, but mainly Japanese releases since at that point I was studying Japanese and reaching conversational fluency.

After college she and I mostly fell out of touch, KAT-TUN had slowed down after losing a member in 2013 and then another later, LiveJournal got taken over by a Russian "news" company, so all my sources of music and drama torrents were gone, the two main VK bands I listened two took hiatuses or had record company issues (one came back, the other eventually broke up), and so I was back to mostly listening to top 40 radio.

At some point, I got suggested a "reacts to kpop" video on YouTube, and I was like, "I wonder if I'll even recognize and of these groups." The answer was no, I did not, but one if the songs was Blackpink's Whistle, and I was like, "damn, this song is fun," so I started listening to them. I still didnt keep up with anything beyond just their music (and still dont), but it got some kpop on my radar again.

Then I went to Holiday Matsuri in 2021 and went to the hottest men in anime show, which is a men's burlesque contest. The winning act performed to God's Menu and Lisa's Money, two bangers that I hadn't heard because I wasn't actively paying attention to new music. I went and looked them up and played a Spotify kpop playlist the whole 6 hours drive home to add new songs to my library, but I still didn't look up any groups. I continued like that for about a year, just liking individual songs. Then, around when Time Out came out, something made me look up the Stray Kids youtube. I had watched the God's Menu video that first night I heard the song, but I didn't watch anything else. I subscribed to the channel that time, but u still didn't dive into the music videos or add a bunch to my library. Its like part of my brain new I'd not crawl out of that hole and it wasn't the right time for it lol

Finally, late August of last year, I let myself watch the music videos and listen to full albums. Then I resisted any additional content outside of "making of" videos for another month (which is a while for a disabled person with nothing to do but consume content).

Now, here I am. Awash in the swamp. Watching Han and Chan and understanding nothing 🤣

Thankfully I had already planned to learn some Korean since its the third most common language where I live and I had started watching kdramas, but its hard! I still have some bias to Japanese releases for that reason 😆 but it does vary by song since some don't fit/match rhythmically to the Korean versions as nicely as others. Hopefully I'll get there with Korean. I have to remember I have decades of familiarity with the sounds and basics of Japanese compared to very little familiarity with Korean.

this is a wholeeee journey u did not take the easels to mordor lmao but omg i’m learning so much about how things were found in the 00’s and 10’s when i was content to go to warped tour and never be online lmao but this journey feels educational with all the stuff u were into! and ur bias for japanese releases is understandable especially jyp groups they just hit different so i can understand having spent all that time learning japanese and being into japanese culture would only add to the fondness for them! your will power to get into skz so slowly is amazing I don’t know if i’ve ever done such a good job of avoiding diving straight into something the second i found a part of it i liked, but alas we all end up in the skz swamp one way or another lmao

[kumeko]

A/N: For the cancelled She-ra Sports Zine! I’ve always been a swimmer and so I couldn’t resist doing a swimming piece.

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She should be smiling. Standing on a podium, the bright lights shining down on her, the center of everyone’s attention, Mermista knew innately that she should be smiling. After all, second place wasn’t anything to sneeze at. In a swim meet with over a hundred competitors, all of them winning qualifying races to make it here, second place was in fact an envious position.

Yet, as far as Mermista was concerned, second place was as good as losing. She bowed her head, allowing the judge to set the medal around her neck. As she raised her head, the crowd clapped politely. In the stands, she heard Bow and Glimmer shout her name, excited.

The medal felt heavy around her neck. She resisted the urge to tear it off.

-x-

“Oh man, second place!” Bow held the silver medal to the light, his eyes wide as he took in every detail. Luckily, the lights around the school pool were ridiculously bright in the predawn morning. In the winter, the time felt earlier than it was. “I can’t believe you did it!”

“I did nothing,” Mermista grumbled, stretching her arms. She’d been swimming since she was a baby, the warmup drills were as natural as breathing to her.

“It’s not nothing,” Glimmer argued, adjusting the strap of her swimsuit. “It’s second place! Do you know who I’d kill to get second place?”

“No one, because we’re not killers,” Adora replied awkwardly, a nervous smile on her face. Mermista wasn’t sure if the transfer student had been bullied her whole life or just didn’t know what a sense of humour was, but she had to be the most awkward person she’d ever met. “But it’s really amazing, Mermista! You made it to the finals, the rest of us couldn’t manage that.”

“It’s just second place,” Mermista repeated, her brow furrowing in annoyance.

“Just my butt. Adora’s right,” Glimmer groaned, covering her face. “At least she made it to the semi-finals. I barely even qualified for the first round.”

“And I didn’t even qualify,” Bow added, handing the medal back to Mermista. Despite his words, his smile was bright and she couldn’t detect a hint of regret or jealousy in his tone. “So don’t be too hard on yourself. This is amazing.”

“You were amazing too.” Glimmer slung an arm around Bow, hugging him lightly. “I could hear your cheers through the water, you were so loud!”

Bow flushed lightly, looking a little embarrassed. It was ridiculous. Mermista bit her cheek, irritated. At this rate, they were going to have a regular pity party. “You know this is why you all suck, right?”

Glimmer blinked, slowly turning to Mermista, her jaw slack. Unintelligibly, she muttered, “Huh?”

“Cheerleading is not amazing. Getting second place is not amazing.” She could hear the words before she even said them, regretting them before she even uttered a single syllable. And yet they spewed out of her like a torrent. “Maybe if you practiced a little more, you’d see why.”

“What?” Adora opened and closed her mouth several times, unable to articulate her feelings.

Unlike her, though, Glimmer didn’t have any such issues. Ever a scrapper, she immediately growled, “Are you kidding me?”

A moderator, Bow grabbed her arm, halting her angry march forward. “Don’t,” he warned, trying to maintain peace. “And Mermista, I know it’s hard to lose, but that was uncalled for. We—”

“You heard me,” Mermista interrupted, raring for a fight. She wanted, no, needed to punch someone. Anyone. And if it happened to be one of her best friends, well, that was just how it was. “If you just practiced more, you’d actually have placed, instead of crying about it here.”

Glimmer yanked her arm free, her skin a stubborn, angry red. She looked like a volcano eruption. “We’re not crying about anything.” Coming to a stop right in front of Mermista, she glared up at her. It was strange how someone so short could be so intimidating, but what she lacked in height, Glimmer more than made up for in presence. “You’re the one whining about second place.”

Through gritted teeth, Mermista replied, ‘You don’t have motivation.”

“And you don’t know how to have fun,” Glimmer snarled before headbutting her chin.

-x-

There was something soothing about swimming at night. Mermista cut through the clear water, the liquid cool on her burning skin as she swam lap after lap. The school had closed hours ago, the sun setting just a short while ago, and Mermista didn’t want to go home.  She didn’t want to look in the mirror at the bandage on her neck or think about what she’d said earlier.

All she wanted to do was stay in the water until her skin wrinkled beyond recognition. The only good thing about swimming this late was that it was just her in the pool. There wasn’t Bow, clumsily practicing his turns, or Glimmer furiously trying to catch up to Adora’s easy strokes.

“Mermista, you’re going to get in trouble again.”

A sing-song voice cut through the air, and she groaned as she stopped swimming.  A correction, it was just her, the pool, and Perfuma of all people. Treading water, she looked around until she spotted a familiar blonde waving by the diving boards. As usual, she was dressed like a hippie from the seventies, a flower in her hair and her clothes the brightest, loudest combination possible. Mermista never knew how to deal with her and she scrunched her nose as she slowly glided over.

Hanging off the edge of the pool, she grumpily asked, “What are you doing here?”

“Same to you.” Perfuma smiled brightly. “Didn’t Glimmer’s mom tell you to leave before the sun set?”

“And didn’t she tell you to call her Mrs. Angella when we’re in school?” Mermista snapped back, still a little prickly from her earlier fight.

Perfuma frowned. Crouching, she rested her head on her hands and asked, “Why are you like this?”

“I’m like nothing,” Mermista grunted, getting ready to push off again. She’d had enough of the conversation. “I’m me.”

“And you got into a fight with everyone for nothing.” Perfuma shook her head pityingly. This was exactly why Mermista hated talking to the space case—there was nothing worse than having Perfuma look down at her. “Why? They were congratulating you.”

“I didn’t win,” Mermista muttered.

“You got second place! That’s a huge celebration!” Perfuma’s frown grew deeper. “We were going to have a party.”

Mermista clicked her teeth. “And that’s exactly why no one on this team wins anything.”

“But we have fun,” Perfuma argued back, pursing her lips in annoyance. Good. Mermista hoped that she was getting under her skin in the same way Perfuma was getting under hers. “We did our best.”

She snorted derisively. “That’s not how you win competitions.”

“Is that the only reason you swim?” Perfuma snapped, unable to keep her cool any longer. “Nothing else?”

Mermista resisted the urge to recoil. She’d never known how to handle Perfuma’s on switch. “What about you? Why do you swim?”

“Because it’s fun! Because my friends are here and I like doing this!” Perfuma stood up now, fury in her eyes. “Not everything’s about winning and losing.”

Before Mermista could reply, Perfuma turned around and stomped away.

-x-

Mermista loved hot baths. Relaxing in the tub, listening to music, inhaling a scented bathbomb—there was nothing better. Yet today she felt cramped in her tub, unable to fold her body just right for a comfortable seat. The water felt too hot, the scent made her sneeze, and there wasn’t a decent song on her playlist.

Everything felt like shit. After a string of bad decisions, she logically made the next bad one: calling Seahawk.

“Mermista! Darling! How are you today? For me, it was a glorious day, I think I have all but conquered the—”

“Oh, shut up already,” Mermista groaned. She could barely tolerate his endless flowery speech on a good day. On a day like this, it was self-punishment. “You didn’t burn the school down, did you?”

Unfazed, Seahawk laughed. “Not at all, my dear! I rarely burn things down, if you don’t count the gym and the chemistry lab and—”

“You’re lucky no one thinks you’re an arsonist.” She had no idea how they were childhood friends, but that was probably the only reason she had his number. Well, that and he made a good listener. And some of the best brownies—

Nope, nope, nope, she didn’t call him to think about their friendship, she called to complain about her day. Sinking into the water slightly as she shifted her legs, she grumbled, “You won’t believe the day I had.”

Unfortunately, she’d forgotten her friend was as dense of a brick. Not picking up on her tone, Seahawk shouted, “It has to be a great one, right? Congrats on the swim meet!”

“Ugh, not you too,” she groaned, glaring at the phone as though it could transmit it along with her frustration. “Quit it.”

“Huh?” She could almost see Seahawk’s surprised face, his slack-jawed gape.

“Can you just stop? It’s not first place, it’s second. It might as well be last.” Mermista ran a soapy hand through her wet hair. Now that the words were coming out, they wouldn’t stop, like a burst dam. “I don’t understand why you all keep going on and on about it—and god, Perfuma got on my case for no reason. This is a swim team!  The whole point is competing—why even bother if they’re not going to try.”

There was silence on the other end. Seahawk remained quiet for the longest time, and Mermista wondered if the call disconnected or if he’d fallen asleep again.

“Seahawk?”

“Why do you swim?” he asked finally, his voice cutting through the silence.

She raised a brow. “What do you mean, why? To win of course. If I just wanted to swim, I’d just go to any old pool and not compete.”

“Okay, but…” Seahawk paused. “You also like it, right?”

“…well…yeah,” she replied, almost hesitantly. Did she? Maybe? Her teammates faces’ flashed across her mind and she stubbornly shoved them away. They certainly weren’t the reason she liked swimming.

“Well, they like it too, but that isn’t why they’re swimming. There are many boats out on the sea—yachts, rafts, sailboats. They all have different purposes.” It figured Seahawk would use boats in his explanation, but for once she didn’t roll her eyes. “That doesn’t make them any less a boat.”

“That sounds so stupid,” she mumbled, begrudgingly seeing his point. There was something wrong with the world when Seahawk of all people made sense.

“And second place does mean something,” he continued, his voice rising in pitch in his excitement. “You were second out of all those people! You beat almost everyone there! That is amazing!”

Well, when he put it like that, it did sound amazing. Mermista recalled Bow’s proud expression, Adora’s eager praise, Glimmer’s—“Damnit,” she moaned, her skin flushing as she sank deeper into her tub. “It’s really cool, huh?”

‘Yep!”

God, she’d been wrong. “Glimmer’s never going to let it go.”

“Forever’s a long time,” Seahawk laughed, deep and hearty. “But yes.”

-x-

Mermista could cut the tension with a knife when she stepped onto the pool deck the next day. Bow hung off the edge of the pool, his eyes wide and lips in an o-shape as he looked between her and Glimmer. His friend stood at the other end of the pool, her arms crossed, shoulders square, and utterly ready to fight a war. Next to her, Adora rubbed her arm as she glanced at Perfuma, who looked just as uncertain as her.

She swallowed, feeling the weight of it all. It’d be so easy to run away. But she was made of sterner stuff than that and if she was going to apologize, she might as well get it over with. Quietly, she walked over to Bow, more than aware of all the eyes on her. Clasping her hands behind her back, she awkwardly asked, “Need help with your turns?”

Well, it wasn’t exactly an apology, but she could tell by the way Bow smiled he completely understood her. And had, miraculously, forgiven her. “Sure.”

“Don’t you dare do that again,” Glimmer growled before tackling her into the pool.

Mermista groaned internally. She’d been right, Glimmer was going to milk this for all its worth.

-x-

She should smile. Standing on a podium, she tired not to look to her left as the judge approached her. It was a bronze medal this time and she bit her cheek. Third place was even worse than second. Mermista curled her hand into a fist as the medal was placed around her neck.

“WOOOO!! MERMISTA!!!” Bow cheered. Adora and Glimmer shouted seconds later in support.

Mermista lifted her head, smiling at the sound of his voice. It was impossible not to. Pushing aside her crippling disappointment, Mermista took a deep breath and smiled for the camera. She was on the podium. That was something to be proud of, even if it wasn’t what she wanted.

And besides, she could always take first place next time.

[crazysnakey]

hi! I just saw your reblog on the rarbg post with the magnet links, and I'm kinda new to this and I was wondering if you could explain what I would copy and paste from that mass of text the links lead me to, as well as what torrent downloader you'd recommend. Thank you if you can help!

yeah, no problem! so the links I put, as labeled, are either for movies or tv shows depending on what you want to download, and they're all sorted alphabetically (with numbers only on the very top!)

A magnet link is basically a link tracing each torrent's metadata which has the links to the files you want to download from that specific torrent, and when you load it up it'll connect to other people (seeds/peers) with that file to download from.

Each link for a torrent begins with magnet:?xt=urn:btih: followed by its info hash code made of random numbers and letters (each torrent file has a different randomized hash - it's what helps set them apart) and then the file's name (eg the movie in this case) and it's quality (720p, 1080p, etc. and H264 or x265, etc.) - you can find the specific torrent with a link bc it has that torrent's unique hash code, and so it traces the files connected to that code.

So for example, I'll download the torrent for Dune 2021 here, starting from the part that begins with magnet:

I select and copy the magnet link for Dune 2021 - in this case I'm going for the 1080p and H264 one - now remember, the better (higher) the resolution, the larger the file will be - and also, for the H264 and x265, those are video compression codecs - x265 compresses better than H264, meaning it takes up less storage overall, but uses more processing power and can have some compatibility issues compared to H264 which it will need a special application/program for depending on your software.

So I paste the link into my torrenter - all torrent software usually has something like "upload torrent file" and "paste torrent magnet link" icons - in my case I'm using qbittorent, here's a screenshot of the icon for link paste and how it looks:

You can put multiple links at a time as long as each is in its own line after (no two links in the same line) - then just click download and the torrenter will begin tracing from the torrent hash to load its associated metadata and files for you to download from other peers. This might take from a few seconds to several minutes to load, but just give it time if it does take a while. Or close and open it another time if it's taking too long.

Now this is very important - when you finish retrieving the metadata from the link I know you're just itching to click the "Ok" button and start downloading, but right before that see the button that says "save as .torrent file"? I want you to click that and save the torrent file to your computer (anywhere's fine, but you should save it in the same place you download the torrent files to - in my case, I save it to my downloads (lol))

You should save the torrent file so that it has all the file metadata so that a) you don't have to recopy and paste the magnet link to redownload the metadata all over again, b) have the metadata saved for access at any time - if you want to redownload the files, share it with another person more easily, etc, and c) so you can automatically re-seed its files afterwards if you want (i'll explain this in a second)

After that you can click "ok" and download the torrent normally, which again might take time depending on how many seeds there are and the strength of either end of the internet connection.

If you manage to fully download everything from a torrent and reach 100% please don't be a leech and remove the torrent from your downloader, instead keep it open so you can seed it back out to other people who want to download it afterwards. This is how we keep the whole torrent web alive!!! And if you do have to remove it later, for storage or whatever reason, I would recommend you keep the files and torrent file saved somewhere else like an external disk so that when you have space again, you can move the files back and re-seed it to others by reopening it with the torrent file (if you open a torrent file for something you already have on your computer, it'll check and see you already have it and automatically start seeding!)

Also, if you want to save the page of magnet links, you can right-click on it and have it saved as a text file offline in case anything happens to the web link - I've already done that just to make sure I can keep it off-hand even if something happens to it online (if the link goes offline for whatever reason and you don't have it saved, you can message me and i'll send you the text files with all the magnet links)

As for torrent downloaders, I personally use qbittorrent downloaded to my disk/applications - in my case it's been pretty reliable downloading and seeding wise, out of all the torrenters I've used so far - I would recommend that.

Oh this turned out to be a lot longer than I expected lol, well I hope it was helpful at least tho! If you have any more questions don't hesitate to message me~! And good luck!

[wiildcardd]

@ignisung sent: her cheek stings from where a bruise is certain to form , hands curling 'pon the other's arms to hold the legion's notorious leader aloft despite her back being pressed uncomfortably against the wall. she expected this , or at least , to a certain extent she knew that she perhaps deserved this. it took longer than intended , for them to believe that she would no longer be an issue. that the dead would never rise from its grave , sinner or not. her gaze falls on the other's form , lips twisting and she utters a curse at the sting it provokes. " you got me good. couldn't have welcomed me back more delicately ? " her palm inches closer to zoya's face , almost reluctantly as she bites her tongue until she tastes metal. " i'm sorry , i should have said something before leaving , but i couldn't have anyone knowing. i couldn't risk it. " her palm presses 'pon the other's face , fingers curling under her chin to guide her gaze towards her. whether the sight that meets her is one of anger , or betrayal , it wouldn't matter. she just needed to see her. " i needed to disappear so i can be free of them. you know how it is in this city , you can never truly leave , or live. when you owe bigger fish a debt. i knew if i told you , that you'd offer to help. i couldn't have that. you don't have to forgive me but , i am sorry about leaving without saying a word. " / hi 🧍‍♀️ --- UNPROMPTED ASKS ALWAYS WELCOME <3 ❝ ❞

❝ you fucking bitch... you aren't real, you can't be... i went to where you disappeared, i saw for my own eyes! ❞ disbelief was evident within the pale visage of the fighter, the leader of the legion dumbfounded at the sight of her confidant and closest ally still alive before her. part of that powerful fist that met jaw was held back in case it really was her. her reasonings for punching however? to see if she wasn't a mere imaginary image in her head and to punish her for making her an emotionless stone-cold killer after her supposed 'death'. zoya was filled with emotion, unsure whether to feel elated, angry or downright sad that the one she loved had kept this from her for so long. ❝ sorry? sorry doesn't even come close! ❞

the alpha wolf lunges forward and grips a fistful of familiar jacket collar and swings the one she had cried over against the wall and growls, teeth grit and now violet eyes filled with the heartbreak of months of absence. the bags under her eyes were pronounced, much more than normal. the pain she had felt, the nights she had spent in tears away from the world, the warmth of the other half of her bed being absent... she still couldn't believe it. ❝ you want sorry? this is what sorry fucking looks like... not even ONE message, ONE! ❞ her voice was faltering, as her orbs begin to water, lip quivering only stopped by a sharp bite of her bottom lip, a hiss and shrill cry unleashed as she goes for another, more violent punch.

as fist meets wall, bursting through the plaster and concrete. that was when tears begin to fall, like a dam that has slowly burst its banks as a torrent of emotion unravelled before bai yi. ❝ the things i've done... the things i did to the gang that murdered you... i'd literally burn the whole world to ash for you and i almost went through with the end, the last mission... my last mission... ❞ her voice breaks multiple times as she speaks, zoya's fist slowly lowering. her knuckle was bruised, shaking as she grits her teeth again. that stung way too much, and definitely gonna have to pay a dumb fee for the wall... again.

❝ it's really you... it's really you... ❞ her expression softens as zoya's initial rage finally calms, her unharmed hand brushing those soft cheeks. it had only taken her to rage to refamliarise herself with how beautiful her closer was... and she gulps before leaning in close. ❝ i'm still mad at you, i just-... i-...❞ her lip quivers once more, afraid to utter words that she regretted never saying ever since bai yi disappeared...

but casting aside her fears and anxiety, she presses tear-stained lips against the other's, whimpering as they locked together in a moment of true affection. in this moment, there was nothing but them... and she would savour every single second of this reuniting lip lock.

[doctorspiner]

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I produce in Logic, but for recording vocals or anything else, Pro Tools is still the best. Then as soon as I think about moving to another DAW to handle recording, I realize immediately I'll have no choice but to keep soldiering on with Pro Tools.

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There's never been an update where it finally felt like Pro Tools was running perfectly and they worked out most of the major bugs. So many facepalms, so many inexplicable problems. Pro Tools makes it so easy for us to hate it. Anybody else have this issue? Or should I just keep everything at 24/44.1? -Not having fun. But I'm finding that even in PT 2018.12, a 24 bit 96 KHz bounce requires babysitting because you never know when there's going to be a dropout. All buffers were maxed out (both machines have 64 GB RAM and i7 8700 6-core processors running at ~4.3 GHz. UPDATE: Gahhhhh! I've uninstalled 2019.10 and went back to 2018.12 because of random audio dropouts during realtime bounces with a VSL/VEP7 slave. When Pro Tools is compatible with Catalina, I'd be shocked if these problems are still around, because maybe the code isn't optimized or there are numerous errors, considering how smooth Logic X is now. In 2019.10, I just used the Extract Chords from Selection -and that alone may be worth putting up with CPU spikes, the 6101 error (we'll see), persistent cloud projects long over, but that cannot be deleted, and a hard crash every now and then. I was about to roll this whole thing back to 2018.12 because I own two 2018.12 perpetual licenses, so that I can have identical setups across a couple systems, and I love having the tabbed Edit and Mix windows.Īnd then. Maybe it's a general PT problem that cannot be reconciled with the MacOS (Mojave), but I'd rather have the program peg all of the CPU cores evenly at 75%-90% to give PT the CPU headroom and not have these (Race to Halt, EIST, etc.) power saving states. There are a few more CPU spikes in 2019.10 than in 2018.12 (increasing the buffer from 512 to 1024 to 2048 doesn't make much difference. Sounds like overkill, but I seriously hate mixing. When I bounce, I print a few versions of a tune so that I may never have to bounce it again: Interleaved WAV at 16/48 w/limiter, 16/44.1 w/limiter, 24/44.1 w/limiter, 24/96 w/limiter, 24/96 w/limiter, 32/96 w/o limiter.

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All of the the bounces were done, so I could safely install 2019.10 and see how the same session worked: I have a workflow for VEP v7.0.922 and my Apollo 8 where I print tracks into Pro Tools from Virtual Channels returned from the UAD Console app into Pro Tools. I'm A/B-ing the versions woring from a session I've completed. And I've essentially disabled the T2 chip. No WiFi, no Chrome, FB360 plugin removed, and Avid Link is prevented from loading at startup after initial setup. I'm using a Vienna Ensemble Pro Server slave PC via ethernet. My setup: Apollo 8 with a 2018 Mac Mini, i7/3.2 GHz, 64GB RAM, 2TB flash, and a bank of SSDs on a BMD Multidock II. and this is not going to be a tweet or a soundbite: Oh man.what specifically is better for you in 2018.12 vs 2019.10?And now I'm back-pedaling.

[justfivestar]

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Mixcraft enables you to record audio, arrange loops, remix tracks, compose.Īcoustica Mixcraft 8 Pro Key, Mixcraft 8. Acoustica Mixcraft Home Studio 7Mixcraft Home Studio 7 music recording software instantly turns your computer into a fully stocked music recording studio. With 6 additional virtual instruments and 28 additional effects, Mixcraft 8 Pro Studio features over $1250.Īcoustica Mixcraft 8 Pro Key, Mixcraft 8.1 Keygen.Īcoustica Mixcraft 6 - Keygen + Crack + Instruction. Seeders, leechers and torrent status is updated everyday. What is your most interesting problem to work on? How do you get the right people on board? What will it cost you? What will it cost you not to get this right? How will you measure success or failure? What business issues will be impacted by the technology and skills changes? What are the skills the business needs that you do not have? How do you know that? What skills do you need the most? Do those skills need to be augmented by people who have them? What Is Your Talent? What Are Your Layers? How do you inspire them to rise to the challenge? Incentivize them. What is your most important and most valued asset? You. Here are a few of the business issues and questions to consider for a successful migration:įully integrated? No. Consequently, an enterprise P/S migration is not a day-to-day affair, but happens once in a lifetime. It is an event that, for a long time, is thought to be less than 1% of an employee’s total life experiences. This website is a decent starting point.Įnterprise P/S Migration Issues – A Predictive and Preventive ApproachĪs my colleague, Jay Banker, noted in his recent article, a personal P/S migration to the enterprise is by far the most complex of an employee’s life. It can analyse entire hashes, one at a time or in parallel.įor a beginner, Hashcat can be a bit daunting. Mixcraft Artist Spotlight: Rain Absolute.

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You click install and it just does it and say it's done, which is unfortunate. Sorry I missed your reply! No, the Waves Central install procedure gives no options. Thanks for clarifying and I appreciate yours and the whole Acoustica team's effort in fixing problems. Could you re-test and confirm your findings please?Īnd of course, if anyone else reading this has this plug-in, additional results would be helpful.

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I intend to test further and update an existing bug log on my findings as well. I think it worked at some point in an earlier beta test version of MX9, but I am not certain and have no way of going back and testing as I have deleted those versions some time ago to regain drive space.īut if I use the mono version, it seems to function as expected, and it seems to me the output is still stereo. I have observed that the stereo version currently does not work in the latest build(s). The reason I asked the specific question was an effort to confirm my own findings on this plug in. Waves plug-ins specifically seem to have a few titles that present some problems, and the Acoustica team has been communicating with the Waves team in an effort to sort some of this out at times. Support and feedback for Acoustica's Mixcraft audio mixing software. Trouble is, its sometimes different for different users systems. We have seen a few odd problems where certain specific plug ins behave oddly. I am a long time user and have been on the beta team for the last several versions.

[mainsframe]

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I produce in Logic, but for recording vocals or anything else, Pro Tools is still the best. Then as soon as I think about moving to another DAW to handle recording, I realize immediately I'll have no choice but to keep soldiering on with Pro Tools.

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There's never been an update where it finally felt like Pro Tools was running perfectly and they worked out most of the major bugs. So many facepalms, so many inexplicable problems. Pro Tools makes it so easy for us to hate it. Anybody else have this issue? Or should I just keep everything at 24/44.1? -Not having fun. But I'm finding that even in PT 2018.12, a 24 bit 96 KHz bounce requires babysitting because you never know when there's going to be a dropout. All buffers were maxed out (both machines have 64 GB RAM and i7 8700 6-core processors running at ~4.3 GHz. UPDATE: Gahhhhh! I've uninstalled 2019.10 and went back to 2018.12 because of random audio dropouts during realtime bounces with a VSL/VEP7 slave. When Pro Tools is compatible with Catalina, I'd be shocked if these problems are still around, because maybe the code isn't optimized or there are numerous errors, considering how smooth Logic X is now. In 2019.10, I just used the Extract Chords from Selection -and that alone may be worth putting up with CPU spikes, the 6101 error (we'll see), persistent cloud projects long over, but that cannot be deleted, and a hard crash every now and then. I was about to roll this whole thing back to 2018.12 because I own two 2018.12 perpetual licenses, so that I can have identical setups across a couple systems, and I love having the tabbed Edit and Mix windows.Īnd then. Maybe it's a general PT problem that cannot be reconciled with the MacOS (Mojave), but I'd rather have the program peg all of the CPU cores evenly at 75%-90% to give PT the CPU headroom and not have these (Race to Halt, EIST, etc.) power saving states. There are a few more CPU spikes in 2019.10 than in 2018.12 (increasing the buffer from 512 to 1024 to 2048 doesn't make much difference. Sounds like overkill, but I seriously hate mixing. When I bounce, I print a few versions of a tune so that I may never have to bounce it again: Interleaved WAV at 16/48 w/limiter, 16/44.1 w/limiter, 24/44.1 w/limiter, 24/96 w/limiter, 24/96 w/limiter, 32/96 w/o limiter.

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All of the the bounces were done, so I could safely install 2019.10 and see how the same session worked: I have a workflow for VEP v7.0.922 and my Apollo 8 where I print tracks into Pro Tools from Virtual Channels returned from the UAD Console app into Pro Tools. I'm A/B-ing the versions woring from a session I've completed. And I've essentially disabled the T2 chip. No WiFi, no Chrome, FB360 plugin removed, and Avid Link is prevented from loading at startup after initial setup. I'm using a Vienna Ensemble Pro Server slave PC via ethernet. My setup: Apollo 8 with a 2018 Mac Mini, i7/3.2 GHz, 64GB RAM, 2TB flash, and a bank of SSDs on a BMD Multidock II. and this is not going to be a tweet or a soundbite: Oh man.what specifically is better for you in 2018.12 vs 2019.10?And now I'm back-pedaling.

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I think this could help a lot of us - especially if we begin to encounter errors on old DV tape or files that were partially trashed due to disk errors or bad transmission over the internet. That is, "let's cut out the bad sprokets and save what film we can"? Or how about one which copies good video and just skips the bad parts, rather than doing the usual Microsoft ideology process of crashing and doing nothing. Why not with a video FILE?ĭoes anyone know of something that can copy a video file (avi or other) up until it encounters an error? That would allow recovering at least part of the file. After all, you could always cut out a bad portion of a film where the sprockets were damaged. If you can't get a better version of the file (and it's an MPEG video), you may be able to fix preventing a codec download. However, what I can view is enough to satisfy my needs for at least a partial recovery so there is video I can use rather than discard. AVI File will not play in anything -> If it happens to be the case that your AVI file simply will not work with anything you try, then it could be a codec issue.

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[whitmore]

It's super annoying that we're PAYING to see Stargirl and they're cutting out scenes that would've been in the episode if WB and Berlanti weren't greedy and thought that CW viewers should get everything we're getting but for free

i mean not to be anti capitalist but i very much do not care lmao like. i choose to pay my wages towards dcu for their comics & tv and stuff (it’s a sinking ship but i’m still on it!!) but like if ppl wait until tuesday? cool!! i, eleanor whitmore, want everyone to be able to enjoy stargirl when they can and at the price they can afford!! i just want ppl to enjoy stargirl tbh