#and by computer i do in fact mean my tablet

[the-real-mccoye]

Why did I spend 4 hours making a pngtuber model that I'm never gonna use?

[lefluoritesys]

A breakdown of apps you can use to communicate with your alters as separate people and write down information about them online and offline with their pros, cons, and a personal rating because I really needed it when I was new to being a system:

Note: by "PC" I mean any computer/macbook/etc. By "all devices" I mean PC, mobile, tablet, iPad, etc.

I apologize for mistakes in advance.

1. Antar: An app created to chat with your "inner self," found in both Play Store and AppStore. One of the more popular ones among systems. It is an app where you get to create personas that would be chatting with each other in chats called "sessions." Those sessions can either be given a name or just left named after the date they were created on. Each persona is given a color that would become the color of their messages in sessions. Offline app.

Pros: Fiarly easy to use, no in-depth information needed to access it fully. Biometric lock; 4 languages (English, Chinese, Hindi, Spanish) for the system, however any language can be used via text; no limit to the amount of personas added (as far as I'm aware). Messages sent by the wrong persona can be changed; the "quote" feature allows you to start a thread under a message; provides descriptions of each persona. You can also give your personas an avatar rather than just a color. Has a "replay" and "visualization" feature, though I'd say it's strictly just for funzies.

Cons: Not available on PC; has no backup, phone-related resets or deletion of the app results in all information lost. Session order constantly changes depending on which senssion you entered, which in my opinion (+OCD) is a nuisance; you can't delete the "me" character which I've been wanting to do for a while. Can't add hexcodes.

Personal rating: 6/10. If you need an app that you can lock from unwanted visitors, if you don't mind and even prefer something simple, and if you don't care that the conversations might disappear, this app is a good choice.

2. Discord's PluralKit: A more avdanced discord bot with tons of settings and commands that was created specifically for systems. Allows you to add almost any information about your system memebers, even such things as birthdays. The way it works is, it "proxies" your messages with a certain command somewhere in the "normal" message, sends a message identical to yours from a bot created with the name you chose, and deletes your original message. Basically replaces a message from your account with a message from a bot you created earlier. Proxies are small commands that give the both a green light to do that, and they can be whatever you want them to be. Online bot.

Pros: Feels like different people are talking; allows you to track your switches; available on all devices; one system can be linked to multiple accounts, although you can't create multiple systems under one account; allows you to group alters together; allows you to restrict access to certain information from all users; allows you to add as many alters as you want; has a number of ways you can access the information you put in which would all be sorted and organized for you; autoproxy allows you to not proxy every message you sent; since you can't delete messages of other people on servers that are not yours, and the bot messages are not, in fact, yours, PluralKit allows you to react to the message with an emoji that deletes the proxied message; while you can't use it in DMs, you can set up commands in DMs with the bot; every memeber has a unique code, and so does the system itself, and it records when the member was created; can be exported to SimplyPlural.

Cons: Commands are difficult and complex, and so is the dashboard; can only be used on servers; sometimes offline as all bots are, though rarely; you can't use it anywhere outside discord (a con for those who don't use discord); I had instances where I saw people use it for roleplay which is also allowed; proxies are a pain; you'd need a guide to tell you why certain things are needed in it; you cannot reply to messages with gifs when using a proxy; when being exported to SimplyPlural it exports everything, so if you had 10 members on SimplyPlural and 15 on PluralKit, it's best to add those 5 manually than delete 10 new exported alters (I did it with 100+ alters by accident and it was a pain).

Personal rating: 9/10. Complex, difficult to figure out, but once you get ahold of it and how it works, you'd be amazed. Also a pain that you can't use it in DMs, but it's to be expected from a bot. And you can always create a server with just you.

3. Discord's Tupperbox: A discord bot created mainly for roleplay, but actively used by systems who cannot get along with PluralKit. A simpler bot, easy to use and figure out, most things can be done via dashboard, doesn't have the opportunity to add a lot of inofrmation. Online bot.

Pros: Simple; allows grouping alters; allows different tags for different members and groups, sometimes individually; way simpler commands, and most things can be added via dashboard; looks and works almost the same as PluralKit when in a conversation; available on all devices.

Cons: Can't add avatars via dashboard, only using the commands; can't add two alters with the same name (which you can do with PluralKit); people reported it glitching out and deleting members; mainly used for roleplay; gives a weird list of members via commands that is unusable in my experience; doesn't work out of discord.

Personal rating: 7/10. Perfect for people who just want to talk and not write down information about them with the bot, but the threat of members being deleted, especially as a larger system, is concerning. We mainly use it for OSDD-1a subsystems. It was also not created for systems, as far as I'm aware. I see more cons than pros.

4. Simply Plural: Another more well-known tool used and created for systems. Simply Plural is an app that allows you to create profiles of your members and add any information you'd like about them via custom fields. It has a chat feature, allows you to track your front and switch history, add friends, and many more. Supports endogenic systems (which is being mentioned not for discorse purposes but as a fact. Whether you find it good or not is up to you) and allows singlets to create profiles as well, although I don't know a lot about that part. Both offline and online app.

Pros (and a bit about the app): Backup included; tracks your switches and front, allows you to change exact time for them, too (24-hour clock down to minutes included); the polls feature works like polls on same Tumblr and everywhere else but specifically for your system memebrs; analytics provide information about who fronts the most, during what time of day they usually front; you and your friends can see each other's profiles, which is why singlets can also create profiles, which allows you to acces info about each other's systems; "trusted people" feature allows you to pick whether you want everybody to see your alters or not, or if you want outsiders to see your profile at all; provides resources and guides to plurality (which I personally haven't checked, but still putting it in the pros, if somebody thinks I shouldn't, let me know); has an app reminders feature; you can add as much information as you want; front history shows up in a person's profile; alters can add notes; alter groups are available; available on all devices, however, only as a website on PC; colors of your alters can be used in the chat to highlight names; hexcodes are available; "custom front" is a status you set with fronting which can be hilarious sometimes; connects to PluralKit in a number of ways.

Cons: The chat feature is a bit difficult to use, and first time I did, I freaked out because I couldn't get out of it (the trick is to go to "channels" and press "navigation", there you'll see the dashboard); friends can't communicate with each other; copy-pasting is hard on both mobile and PC; something about the interface and navigation irks me and our visually impaired self; notes have same visibility as the profile itself, which is inconvenient if you want your profile to be seen but not your notes; avatars can't be added via website.

Personal rating: 6/10. I don't like how it looks and works (probably due to being visually impaired and other issues), but if you manage to get the information in it, it's pretty accessible and thoughtful of what systems might need. Could be used as a tool to start working with your system rather than do it long-term.

5. Twinote: An app that is your "personal Twitter." Pretty sure it was created for the purpose of having fun rather communicating with alters. Offline app.

Pros: Backup provided; allows "private accounts" that other "users" can't see; can create as many users as you want, as many posts as you want; can upload up to 4 images; works almost like Twitter; has a chat feature; comments, retweets, likes are present; "lists" feature allows you to group users and see only their messages which could be used for "things only protectors sent" and such; storage shows all pictures used in the app, so you won't lose anything; tagging and following people is still an option, and following private accounts give that user an opportunity to be the only one seeing their tweets.

Cons: Can't upload videos; can't do much with anything other than posts and profiles, so trends and other stuff there is off-limits (as far as I know); you have to constantly switch between profiles for the chat feature; share button only shares the contents of the message; very easy to accidentally press the wrong button and delete a tweet by dragging it left (which I almost did a few times).

Personal rating: 7,5/10. I know it's probably annoying that I didn't just type either 7 or 8, but the reaosn why is cause I have mixed feelings about it from a practical point of view. We use it strictly to communicate what we did during the day as a small journal and just joke with each other, and it's incredibly funny in itself, but it doesn't allow you to write down a lot of information about your alters and has a character limit in profiles. So it's strictly for communication.

6. Notion: An app created as a dashboard for literally everything you could ever dream of. You can personalize it however you want and use it for whatever you want. Those who saw the post we made a while ago probably know the reason I'm mentioning it is due to a template that I linked here. Online app.

Pros: Can be used for literally everything without limits; available on all devices; big and has enough storage for a lot of information, text, projects, etc; can be designed however you want; a lot of useful templates for all life instances (even taxes); can be shared with people who also use Notion in a variety of ways (either only comment, only see, etc); can add your own custom covers and icons via both gallery and links; looks neat and doesn't mess with visual impairment for us; can add a page in a page in a page which can be used for diaries; links to different pages on other pages are also available; endless possibilities, I could rant all day.

Cons: Glitches on the phone a lot; certain things are allowed on computer and not on mobile and vice versa; all templates available only on PC; you need to have an account in order to use it; glitches if it's offline; sometimes deletes a bunch of text because of glitches, usually the triggers for it are writing a lot in it directly or erasing previous text a bunch of times; can't invite someone in your space, it would take too much storage; some storage needs to be bought, although, I don't know the limit (but there's a lot. Like, a lot)

Personal rating: 9/10. With all its antics, I love this app dearly, it's incredibly useful, and you learn to deal with the cons. It's the best one I've used for communication and information storage so far.

7. Texting Stories app: As ridiculous as it sounds, it could be used as a tool to communicate with your alters, especially in secret. We are fighting for our safety here, so I ask you to take this suggestion seriously. Could be used when you don't want to let anyone know you're a system and have noisy family members/relatives/etc who like to snoop through you personal devices, by using it, you can say you've just been doing a story. Offline app.

Pros: I believe you can add as many people as you want; can add avatars; different stories can be different days of the week; easy to use; easy to brush off as "just making stories."

Cons: Can't change colors, you need to pay for most things.

Personal rating: 5/10. Can be used for emergencies and communication only, although we haven't used it much.

8. Notes: Just the same plain old notes app on your phone that everybody has installed as default. Offline app.

Pros: Easy to use; can be easily lost within your other notes for privacy; used for literally everything you desire, even drawing; automatic backup.

Cons: Doesn't give you the ability to really present as separate people; doesn't have as many options as Notion.

Personal rating: 5/10. used it at some point just for communication, was cool, somple, easy, but nothing too big.

I hope this helped to put these apps in perspective. I do apologize for it being a bit all over the place, but I did attempt to make it coherent enough (I am currently in a psychotic state, it's difficult for me to communicate). And remember, there are always options to use a written journal rather than a digital one. If anything, it's better to keep both in case one gets lost. Who knows, maybe our parents asking us what we would do if the internet disappeared is actually a warning. /j /nm

-host

[strongheartneteyam]

I wet you like water but she stained you like blood.

Chapter 4

Pairing: widowed!dilf!Jake Sully x younger!female!human reader

CW: jealous-in-an-unhealthy-way-Jake, Jake and y/n verbally fight because of complicated feelings, angst!!, heated make out session, possessive Jake, TRIGGER WARNING for Jake being toxic and unreasonable, Jake apologizes afterwards bc he's good after all, Daddy kink (nothing explicit but still the kink is there)

So… after this fic being on an incredibly long hiatus, I'm back with another chapter. I had this in my Google Docs for way too long but I was not sure if I wanted the story to go this way but I guess I do. I'm extremely insecure about this chapter, so, please, leave me your opinion about it. Love you guys <3

Not proofread. I'm sick n sleepy. Sorry :(

Chapter 3 𓆩♡𓆪

You know I'm good at keeping secrets, you know that you're my weakness and I'll always repeat it

If I could hold onto the feeling back before your words lost their meaning

There's no need for apologies 'cause, honestly, fuck your honesty, I'm done

Think you like the insanity

I'm the casualty of your dreams 'cause I'm not the one

casualty of your dreams (Maggie Lindemann)

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Rumor had it there was a human girl that worked in the lab being all lovey-dovey with an Omatikaya young guy. They had gotten it from the fact that you were just talking to and smiling at an Omatikaya male you had met in one of your walks in the woods to collect samples. You had just found out the na'vi could be as fond of gossiping as humans… Great. As the word runs fast as the wind on the Pandora planet, three days after you finally see Jake again. He had been gone for 3 whole days, not even paying a quick visit to the lab to see you for some minutes, really early in the morning, - like he always used to do - when he was already awake to do some Olo'eyktan tasks and you were up with your face buried in science books about extraterrestrial flowers and herbs, a cup of hot black coffee on the table, right next to your hand for easy access, as you survived only because of the caffeine, having to wake up so early almost every day. Sometimes being a xenobotanist truly sucked... 

"Who's that Omatikaya boy you were seen with? People are saying you were all over each other." Jake spit, rage and jealousy burning his insides, bursting like a bomb inside of the cold, filled with cold air coming from the air conditioner room you were in, sitting down, taking notes with an electronic pen in your tablet about the herb samples you were conducting a research about.

There were microscopes, high tech computers, Pandoran plants samples and xenobiology books all around. 

"What?!" You said, startled by his sudden, noisy appearance.

"Don't pretend you have no clue! You were there, y/n." Jake says, a cold smirk filled with anger adorning his face, the feeling of his heart being crashed and bruised even stronger than when he first heard the news harassing him

"What the hell, Jake?!" You say loudly, mad at him "why are you being so rude to me?!" Your heart was beating fast inside your chest cavity. You couldn't believe Jake was treating you that way. "Why did you burst into the room like that, without even knocking on the door, like you usually do?! You scared the shit out of me!"

"Won't you just answer my question already?!" Jake said, in a cutting tone

That was the last straw. You had enough.

You swiftly stood up from the high chair you were sitting on and came closer to Jake, looking up at his usually yellow bright eyes that were now tainted with a dark atmosphere, like a rainy grey cloud was around him, his 9 feet something frame towering over you, but you were so damn angry that you didn't feel a single bit of fear, even knowing he was incredibly mad and seemed out his damn mind and you knew that he could even kill you so goddamn easily if he wanted to. Not that you thought he did. You could never see Jake doing something so horrible, especially to you. It was just a fact: he was ridiculously stronger than you. His height and his muscles, plus the fact he had military training and so much experience at war, making him a dangerous adversary right now. You thanked any Higher Force that existed in the Universe that you were sure and confident Jake would never hurt you physically.

But he was hurting you in another way, a very detrimental one: he was hurting your feelings. Hurting your feelings good.

"No, Jake Sully. I won't answer you until you stop being such a goddamn jerk." You said, a serious, stern expression in your heated with anger face as you stared at his eyes

He looked you dead in the eyes and breathed heavy though his nose, supporting his back against the wall, his body inclined back, his huge toned but a little fleshy arms crossed in front of his chest. He calmed down a little and was waiting for you to talk.

"Thank you!" You spit, rolling your eyes at him "I was, yes, talking to an Omatikaya boy. But that was all. He was really nice and we were just having a good time. Nothing happened. I even told him that I had someone. Didn't say who it was, though. I don't know if he was interested in me. I'm not that good at noticing these things."

"Hah, so he was flirting with you! I knew it!!" Jake was lost in his jealousy. You didn't recognize the man in front of you

"Jake!! Are we gonna do this all over again?!" You were getting way too mad at his attitude 

Jake tilted his head to the side, furrowed his lips, eyes on yours, scorching your very soul.

"Why can't I be mad? He was messing with what's mine." He stated, fierce.

"Ahaha" You laughed sarcastically

"Unbelievable…" You thought

"So, you don't make our relationship official, you don't let your family or anyone in Pandora know, everybody thinks you just like to talk to me about sciencey stuff, Norm might be the only one that suspects of something, in my opinion , but he minds his own business and respects our friendship - with me and with you - way too much to go around gossiping to people about the fact you always come way too often to the lab and spends a lot of time alone in rooms with me, and you have the audacity of acting like a mad man when an Omatikaya guy, who has no damn clue you're dating me, seems interested in me?! Is that the way you're gonna act, Sully?! Really?!"

Jake still stared at you, angered.

"Yes." He said, in a low, calm tone. But you could feel his cold demeanor coming towards you. He was still angry and still though he was right.

You chuckled faintly, your face tainted with disbelief "Manchild." You said, looking into his eyes.

Jake sighed heavily, spent some seconds with his head down, seeming to be thinking about something and then, he came closer to you, his eyes softer this time, that anger flying away slowly.  

"I'm sorry. You're right. I'm being childish. I'm way older than you are. I should be the mature one here."

You looked at him, eyes still distrustful, but you gave in and calmed your nerves down too.

Jake looked at you with puppy adorable eyes, the way he used to look at Neytiri when they were young. Even after so many years, he still had that cute look in his eyes when he was sorry, or pleading for something or when he just wanted to show his true feelings to someone he had romantic feelings for. He wasn't the romantic type, but he showed his love through actions, through acts of service, quality time, physical touch, and, through looking at the person he loved - in this case, "the person he liked", you thought - that way. His eyes said everything his mouth couldn't say.

"Please, forgive me, baby. I didn't mean to hurt you this much. I was foolish, I was letting my heart guide me. That's not good, sometimes." He sighed, upset with himself "it's just that... you mean so much to me. I don't wanna lose you to someone else. Someone younger, who doesn't have a whole lot of baggage like I do, someone who can make you happier than I can."

You breathed through your nose, your chest felt tight, filled with anxiety and tension

"You will never lose me, Jake. Never. Don't worry about it." You looked at his pleading amber eyes, forgiving him "My heart is yours. You're always there. Everywhere I look, you're there. I listen to love songs from Earth thinking about you. Why are you so insecure?"

"No reason... I just... You're so precious to me. I need you so much. So much."

You gazed into his eyes, started to tip toe, trying to reach his mouth. It was stupid, you knew the height difference wouldn't let that happen, but, you were following your instinct to physically show him how much you loved him. That you were his and never wished to belong to anybody else.

Jake noticed what you wanted to do and took you in his arms, sweeping you off your feet, his arms beneath your thighs and initiated the kiss himself. Jake held onto your thighs tightly and strongly. He kissed you like a starving man finally getting some food. His tongue wildly touching yours, licking it, sucking on it. His lips bruising yours, leaving your mouth reddened afterwards.

His big blue hands moved from your thighs to hold onto your butt, carefully to not let you fall from his arms, as you were up in the air and could get hurt if you fell.

"Nobody can touch you. Or kiss you. Or fuck you. Only I can. Do you understand, sweetheart?" Jake spoke, almost whispering, out of breath because of the heated kiss

"Yes, Daddy." 

"Good girl. My good girl. Only mine." Jake praised you

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[brucewaynehater101]

I had a rather angst idea for a Good Dad Bruce au. One where he actually loves his kids and Jason never died (they still took Tim in because they found him taking pictures of them on patrol) and everyone is a lot healthier. The family spends time together and while they do squabble, like all families, they don't fight like they do in canon.

Then one day, they get an alert that the cave has been broken into and when they rush to check it out, they find.... Tim? Which shouldn't be possible as Tim is following behind Bruce and was literally at breakfast with everyone else. The new Tim's head snaps up when they enter and he just sighs, "Damn it, I was hoping to avoid you guys. Well, Multiversal Code Lima Omega Sigma Tango. Is that still the code here?" Which is the Bat code for "someone fucked up and sent me through a multiverse portal and now I gotta get home". Before anyone can fully comprehend what's going on with New Tim, he turns back to the Batcomputer, where he's currently pulling up information on Zatanna and Constantine.

Bruce walks over to the computer, worried about this version of his son being lost so far from home and says, "well help you get home. Do you know what world you're from?" And Tim simply raises an eyebrow and says, "oh. Is this one of *those* dimensions? How annoying. You can help by getting me some coffee, keeping Bat Brat and Hood away from me, and I'll be out of your hair soon enough. I won't even be here long enough to make your paranoia to bad if things go right."

All that is. Rather concerning. Especially because none if them have Hood in their names. Of course these Healthy Bats insist on helping New Tim out for as much as he will let them. It can be noted that he only accepts food from Alfred, Steph, and Cass and only drink from them and Dick. Anything Jason, Bruce, or Damian tries to give him is completely ignored, Tim acting like it isn't even there. He also is isn't refusing to interact with Damian and Jason but unlike the others, he won't say anything to them until they say something first.

Eventually Damian snaps and says, "Drake, why are you ignoring myself and Jason?!" Tim simply slowly places the tablet he was typing on down and turns to Damian and Jason who are a little pissed and also worried about Tim and why he's acting the way he is. After a deep breath, Tim says, "simply by observing I can tell that our families are extremely different. For example, both of you get along very well with your Tim. It is not so on my world. I will not go into details for all of our sakes, but both of you have made *multiple* attempts on my life. I don't blame either of you and things have been almost peaceful recently. I don't blame either of them, it's simply instinct for them. But that doesn't erase the fact that someone with each of your faces has nearly killed me at least 5 times *each*. I understand that it wasn't you two who did it, but I would still rather not become complacent around any version of either of you to avoid becoming complacent around them. So just. Stay away from me." Tim then turns back to what he was doing and resumes research on how to get back to his own world.

Jason is shocked and horrified that any version of himself would make any attempt on Tim's life, let alone almost half a dozen! He snarls, "what do you mean it's *instinct* for them? What, is only one person allowed to be in the family at a time or some bullshit?!"

Tim and Jason go back and forth a few times with Tim refusing to explain fully, simply calling it Instincts and everyone calling bullshit on that until Tim snaps, scales spreading across his hands and face as his pupils become slits and a hood flares out of his neck that was previously hidden. In a blink, Tim has become some kind of human animal hybrid as he hisses, "because I'm a Viper, Jason is a Hawk, and Damian is a Mongoose!! They naturally hunt my kind, I don't blame them for not trusting me or attacking me if I don't warn them that I'm there! I don't blame either of them for trying to kill me on sight the first two times each of them met because I'm a Cobra!" Once Tim settles down he pinches the bridge of his nose and deshifts back to fully human as he grumbles, "I apologize. I shouldn't have snapped like that just. Just leave it."

Jason and Damian attacking him on instinct is all a lie. They just don't want to accept Tim into the family and this is an easy way to excuse any murder attempts. If Bruce or Dick catches them, they just lie through their teeth that Thr Pit makes it harder to control the more instinct driven side of them, or its lingering effects from whatever Rouge they got Poisoned by last, or Tim was shifted and didn't warn them when he walked up. Sure it's fine for everyone else in the family, hell in 99% of the world its considered perfectly OK to be shifted at all times, or at least it is for animal hybrids like mice and birds and dogs, but not as much for Spiders, Snakes, and Pathners.

As for what the rest of Snake Tim's family is, Bruce is some kind of Fancy Dog (as was his mother) and when he's Batman he fluffy up and puts temporary dye in his fur to look like a Rottweiler or Doberman, Dick is a Swan who used basically spray on hair dye that Bruce made special for his feathers so people thought he was a Robin Shifter, Jason is a Hawk who's wings got the same treatment, Tim is a King Cobra like his mom but when on patrol he keeps the hood hidden and chews black gum so the inside of his mouth looks black like a Mamba's, and Damian is a Mongoose like Ras and Talia but the public thinks he's a ferret. Steph is either a Possum or a Raccoon and makes jokes about having switched animals with Tim as birth. Cass is a black panther who loves the groom her family.

Shifter AU!!!!!!

I was not expecting that, so I was pleasantly surprised ^^

Snake comparisons for Tim are underutilized and beloved. I'd be down to see way more of them. As for this AU, I'm curious about what seems to be Shifter-ism (not sure if there's a better word for that), their instincts, and how often Jason and Damian get away with attacking Tim. Are they at least doing better now? It seems that Tim is weary of them, that they attacked him even with full control of their actions, but that he doesn't blame them.

Also, is one of Tim's instincts to take naps in sunny spots? Is he slower when he's cold?

For the cover-up that Tim did, it was brilliant. He crafted a perfectly logical reason for why they would attack him (especially for Bats who are presumably unfamiliar with shifter instincts and thus unable to call him out).

[beautifulhigh]

I have been a top grade adult today.

Treadmill motor blew lst night. While I was on it. House still smells of burning and I'd spent half an hour sitting on the floor watching for any smoke with the patio door open for airing (and cooling) and I did have a mini breakdown over the fact that I didn't want to spend a lot of money this January.

So I have reframed as an investment and today:

taken apart the old treadmill as much as I can

contacted a local scrap firm who are coming to collect it tomorrow

ordered a walking pad and standing desk to replace it (combined they are less than half the cost of a replacement 'mill)

The current state of my knee means that I cannot run anymore and so I don't need something with fancy programs and high speeds. It's just a way for me getting steps in and doing a good brisk walk. While I'm on it I tend to watch a movie on the tablet but now I'm thinking that I can do it when I'm WFH and have to be in one of the many monthly meetings we have in which I do not have to participate... So I take the work computer downstairs and I watch the meeting and I go for a walk instead.

So yeah. This month is REALLY not going the way I hoped it would but I'm reframing and moving on and being grateful that I can afford this.

[ryuichirou]

Could we possibly get more 1st year Idia Shroud headcanons? Dark and regular? (Sounds like I’m ordering a coffee )

The slowest barista in the world rushes to you to say: yes you could, yes you absolutely could! I wrote 5 regular ones and 5 darker ones, so I hope you enjoy reading them.

I like thinking about these situations for Idia, but as I was writing it, I kept thinking that the regular ones are too fluffy, and the darker ones are kind of mean. I guess this is the entire point though lol

Regular freshman!Idia hcs:

For the entirety of his first month at NRC Idia was mute and barely even used his tablet to communicate. At first he just couldn’t push himself to speak with anyone, even when others were trying to talk to him, but then after some time he just felt weird about it. “This could be a good moment to say something, but then they’ll just comment on me finally talking, and the whole thing will become super obnoxious”. Thus, he kept his vow of silence for at least 3 more weeks... Patiently waiting for a perfect moment to say something.

One time Idia overheard his roommates complaining that Idia occupied a lot of space: he had a lot of computers and other junk + Ortho’s entire setup easily ate up a huge chunk of already medium-sized room. But them some other guy said that he didn’t actually mind Ortho being around because once you got used to the uncanny valley feel, he was actually quite a fun little guy to hang out with. Idia really wanted to yell at these guys before hearing that comment; after that he suddenly felt kind of happy…

Since this was the first time Idia was sharing a room with someone who wasn’t Ortho, he had a lot of awkward moments. Sometimes he giggled too loudly, sometimes he talked to his computer or a game, sometimes he sang quietly, sometimes he danced a little bit. He doesn’t even notice that he does those thing in general, but since others began commenting on him doing these things, he became extremely embarrassed and even more uncomfortable and paranoid around others. His roommates didn’t even think much of it, but Idia wa sure that they thought he was a complete dork and the hugest cringiest loser imaginable.

He actually had some nice moments during his first year too! One time one of his roommates suddenly brought him a packet of gummy bears because he’d bought something from a vending machine and these fell down by lucky accident. Or some other time Idia helped out a guy who had problems with the code and was brave enough to ask Idia for help. There was also one time when guys were watching a movie on a projector, and even though Idia wasn’t necessarily watching it with them, he was still in the room with them and heard everything, and that felt kind of nice.

Unfortunately though, the majority of Idia’s first year went pretty poorly. He and his roommates either ignored each other or had arguments over some stupid stuff like someone stepping on one of Idia’s cords, or Idia having empty bottles of soda in his corner. Idia also “skill issue”’d them all the time, so his roommates thought that he was a huge asshole. “It’s mine so it’s none of your business!”, “Don’t mess with my setup!”, “You’re not touching me – I’m not touching you!” – this was what poor Ortho was listening for the entirety of their first year at NRC. Why can’t these guys just get along?

Dark freshman!Idia hcs:

Idia cried a couple of times during his first year after arguments with his roommates. The guys thought that he was ignoring them and being an asshole as always, acting like he was too good to talk with some noobs who weren’t as good at coding as he was. In actuality, Idia was just hiding the fact that the whole argument made him so nervous and upset that if he said anything, it will be obvious that his voice was shaking and he was about to start bawling.

It’s not like he was specifically bullied for that exact thing, but there were a couple of pretty big arguments after which he was too afraid to go to the bathroom. Even if he really badly needed to go, he just shivered under his blanket because he didn’t want to crawl out of it and feel his roommates looking at him after such an ugly fight. The first time it happened he managed to wait until the guys left the room, and then rushed to pee and was finally saved. The second time he almost had an accident, so he had to run for it. He made it without wetting himself, and the relief made him cry a little, but then he thought about his roommates definitely seeing him rushing to pee and thinking that he was pathetic once again, and it made him cry more.

The previous two things were pretty much caused by Idia’s own anxiety, but it’s not like his roommates were angels all the time. In fact, by the end of his first year Idia’s relationship with his roommates worsened so much that they pretty much hated each other, and every time Ortho went to charge/sleep, they were bullying Idia. Idia didn’t want Ortho to worry, so he tried not to show it, but every time he was getting “sleepy”, Idia would feel like he was about to puke because he knew what was coming.

They kept their distance at first, but as their relationship worsened, they realised that even though all of them were nerds, one nerd wouldn’t overpower three nerds; and thus they became bolder with how they treated Idia. They would sit on his bed, touch his things, grab his hair, pretty much manhandle him just to see if he would react. Just because they were nerds didn’t mean that they were kind or even gentle: in fact, all of them were as much of assholes as the Savanaclaw boys, but they were also pretty repressed and horny. So now that they had weak Idia against the three of them, who also was kind of rude to them (giving them good reasoning to keep doing what they did), they used him to satisfy their needs pretty regularly.

Idia doesn’t masturbate a lot, plus he is very anxious about being seen doing so, so it really is a miracle that something like that even happened, but one time he was caught masturbating by one of his roommates. The guy quickly called some other guys from the Ignihyde corridors, some of them Idia didn’t even know. Maybe it’s because of how bad of a reputation Idia had by that point, maybe it’s because of kids just being cruel in general, but they made fun of him for that and didn’t let him to cover himself. In fact, they forced him to continue, but Idia couldn’t do it anymore and went limp, and then was laughed at for that thing too.

[imagionationstation]

You know what haunts me late at night?

This shot. Right here.

No— it's not because of the context behind the picture (though that's another thing), but the fact that Donnie is the only one who stood behind Master Splinter.

Sometimes, I interpreted it as a correlation for him having his robot body— a sentient, yet almost immortal being.

Like, his brothers are bound to die soon; the Mutant Apocalypse took place after like, what, 30 years after the Mutagen Bomb went off; meaning that they are old.

But Donnie? He doesn't age— meaning that at one point, he'll roam the Earth alone. L

I swear, my brain translated the “L” as the meaning for loser, and I stared at it for a moment like, “Bro, harsh.”

I mean, I wouldn’t call 48 (or so) years, yk, old, but I can pick up what you’re putting down. The immortal aspect of being robo Donnie is something that I dwell on a concerning amount, but in all honesty, I don’t think Donnie would wander the earth until his body is either destroyed or gives out on him. (Maybe this isn’t what you’re saying but it’s the rumors that I hear.)

Maybe I’m just morbidly optimistic, but….

In every fanfiction that I’ve read, Donnie sticks around for his brothers. He goes into Metalhead 2.0 because he fears his brothers’ fate, or he fears leaving Raphael alone. He forces himself to keep living without life for the sake of his family. It’s simply a truth the entire fandom seems to agree on.

So, when the last of his family is gone, Donnie really has no reason to keep going.

And, come on, he’s a genius. He knows that his body could technically go on forever if well-maintained. What makes you think he won’t create a self destruct switch for himself?

What makes you think, that after the last heartbeat has stopped and a last exhale has left their lungs, Donnie won’t flip a switch and join them? He won’t even feeling the pain of doing so. It would be as simple as shutting down a tablet or computer.

There’s a lot that haunts me late at night about this series.

This… Isn’t a part of it. Not necessarily.

I like to think that the fact that Donnie is in that picture at all is proof that he really did have a spirit intact under all that metal and hardware. That he really was clinging so tightly to the mortal plain that he forced himself into his own prison, but one day, managed to get released. Likely, he released himself.

Because what would be the point of a life without his brothers?

How can he cling to his semblance of life when the ones that know it’s spark have left him behind?

What is there to live for when his reason to fight abandons him?

There’s nothing left for him there. So he simply does the next logical step. The one that requires the last anguish possible.

And I love the proof that he returns to his family.

Does his stance behind Splinter mean more than him simply leaving room up front for his short brothers?

Maybe. But, I’m just glad that he’s there at all.

[generic-sonic-fan]

Random thought: Omega finds a live bomb while Team Dark is on a mission. Screaming ensues.

I can sense deep in my bones that you intended this to be a light-hearted crack fic request. However, you should know that I am the world expert at turning fluffy requests into angst fics.

In this particular case, you've actually hit close enough to an abandoned WIP that's been sitting in my drafts forever. It has to do with Omega, and defusing a live bomb, and it's a spin-off of Annual Life Support Maintenance (which means please heed the tags!). I hope you like it, even if it's not exactly following your prompt!

Pragmatism

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The base bust was a success. Rouge was good with computers, sure, but the Tails was better at the hardware end of things, and given what she needed was hidden in the processor of a Badnik she was grateful for the help.

And of course, taking Sonic’s little squirt along meant taking Sonic himself. Still fun, but a little less discretionary than she might have preferred. And then, of course, seeing Sonic being taken on what was supposedly a “stealth” mission ruined the illusion entirely, meaning that Omega begged to come along as well. 

This was no longer a stealth mission; a fact that was confirmed when Omega tore the doors off their hinges to breach the next room of the complex. Sonic shot through the crack and the buzz-sawing began. Then the bullets, then the flamethrowers, then the taunting between the two Badnik destroying extraordinaires about who got the most kills. 

It was a mission, one of the easier ones Rouge has had in a while. One of the ones that felt more like a game than an actual mission. Something like a genuine hobby, almost. She could almost understand Omega’s sentiment towards this kind of thing. 

Tails lingered behind with her, watching the two clear the route. Not that he couldn’t participate in the fun if he wanted to- an electric shock pistol with some truly wicked current hung from a holster on his hip. Rouge kept a few bombs at the ready also, but really, they weren’t needed. 

“Hey, boys!” Rouge called out to the rabble-rousers ahead. “Remember to not destroy the one we need!”

“Yes ma’am!” Sonic gave a mock salute before shooting to the next room ahead. 

Before she could take off to follow him, Tails tapped her arm.

“Hey, something’s strange.” the kid held up his tablet to her. It had a map of the complex, and a red dot tracking their target. Or at least, it used to. The red dot was gone. “It disappeared at the end of the next hallway, but I didn’t think there were any other exits.” 

Rouge shrugged. “Wouldn’t that be unfortunate.” 

“It’s also possible it’s entered a part of this base with a system isolated from the rest, like a clean room equipped with a faraday cage.” Tails added.

“Thanks for the heads up.”  

They both took off and flew into the next room, where Sonic and Omega were still arguing about kill counts. Rouge blew a raspberry at the two as she floated by into the succeeding hallway. 

She landed in front of a pair of blast doors. Judging by the tracks these doors rolled on, they had to be almost a foot thick. She spotted a computer terminal to the left. 

“Hey, kiddo!” She called to Tails back down the hall and gestured to it. “Try over there. No way Omega’s gonna be able to bust this one open.” 

“I FIND YOUR LACK OF FAITH DISTURBING.” Omega popped his head into the hallway, before pausing. He didn’t say anything after looking at the doors. 

“Well I find your lack of lots of things disturbing.” Sonic deadpanned. 

“YOU ARE MAKING IT EXTREMELY DIFFICULT NOT TO EXTERMINATE YOU TOO.” 

“Gee, love you too, buddy.”

Tails connected his tablet to the computer hardware, and the door slid open. The room beyond was a steely white. There was a large panel in the floor, suggesting some sort of hidden compartment. Perfect. 

“You are that good!” Sonic zipped to his side and cheered.

“I know I’m that good, but-” Tails replied.

“That was quick, even for you.” Rouge agreed. “Could be a trap.” 

“IRRELEVANT.” Omega marched into the space.

“Hey, that thing in the floor looks like a good place to start!” Sonic zipped alongside him. “Think you could tear that open?”

Rouge glided into the room and scanned the ceiling. It was perfectly round, that same shiny steely white, though it was more polished than the worn floor. At the far end of the room was a small computer monitor. 

Omega tore the panel off the floor, revealing a cowering Badnik that had a bank vault in its stomach. It attempted to jump out of the compartment in the floor, but before it could do so, Omega grabbed it in his claws. 

“Bingo!” Rouge landed next to him. “Hey, squirt! Get over here and work your magic!” 

Tails finally entered the room. His tablet was in one hand and a data cable was in the other. Omega held the Badnik steady as Tails flew to the back of the Badnik’s head, opened a panel, and plugged the data cable into its port. 

The Badnik went limp. 

The room lights shut off.

The enormous blast doors slammed shut with a crash behind them. 

“Hey!” Sonic ran a ring around the room, only visible by the streak of light from the air friction that he created. 

The monitor in the far side of the room crackled on.

“Well well! Let’s see how many of you. . . ohohoho! Sonic himself!” Eggman clapped his hands together. “And Rouge, as expected, then Tails. . . and Omega.” 

Eggman’s mustache drooped for a second as he said Omega’s name, before he quickly corrected himself.

“Oh come on, Egghead. Usually your traps have a little more style than this!” Sonic said.

“Yes, but I find you haven’t been appreciating them as much lately.” The Doctor replied. “So I’m trying something new.” 

“Um, guys?” Tails said quietly.

“Found it already?” Eggman giggled. “Go ahead and tell your friends what just happened when you inserted that data cable.” 

“It cut the. . .” Tails trailed off into a series of mumbles. 

“DETECTING BLOOD.” Omega shouted.

Sonic dashed to Tails’ side. “Are you hurt? Are you. . . oh, ew!” 

Eggman huffed. “Fine, I guess I’ll have to spoil the surprise. As long as that Badnik was powered, it also held the striker lever in place.”

Rouge ran her fingers over the pins of her own bombs. 

“You now have a few minutes to say your last few words to each other. Have fun!” 

The monitor crackled off and the lights turned back on, leaving Rouge blinking. 

In an instant, Omega began firing against the small visible seam in the blast doors, first with bullets before switching to missiles. Rouge clutched her hands over her ears. Sonic and Tails were doing. . . something. Little scraps of feathers were all over their gloves. She landed beside them to see the small body of a flicky jutting out of the Badnik’s chest.

“Huh. Powered.” Rouge stated what the other two had most likely figured it out.

“The transformer is only animal-to-electrical power! I can’t interface it with my tablet battery. Sonic, I might be able to hook you up to it.”

“I’ll all yours, little bro.” 

Tails absentmindedly handed Rouge his tablet, then pulled wires from the Badnik’s head and began wrapping them around Sonic’s arm. 

“Any luck on the door?” Rouge shouted to Omega. 

Omega put his weapons away and began prying at the door with his claws. 

“Try this!” Rouge tossed one of her bombs to him. 

He turned around, caught it, then placed it on the seam of the doors. He then boosted in front of where Sonic and Tails were working, using his own body to shield them. Rouge got behind him as well and set off the bomb. 

The shockwave caused Omega to stumble forward. Rouge helped catch him. Unfortunately, the door remained much more stable. There was hardly even a scratch.

“Okay, routing in three, two, one. . .” Tails touched two wires together. “Okay, Sonic, start making arm circles!”

Sonic grinned. His hand twitched- and a huge arc flash erupted between two curls of the wire. Sonic’s grin quickly turned into a grimace. All his muscles clenched. 

Rouge landed next to him and kicked him away, breaking the wire that connected him to the Badnik, though not without a painful shock for her as well. She landed next to Sonic and let herself collapse next to him. She checked his pulse- faint, but there. 

Tails dropped his work and tears filled his eyes. 

“Hey, he’s okay!” Rouge called back. “Keep working!” 

“I can’t! It’s clearly got some sort of failsafe preventing larger mammals from being plugged in- we’ve only got thirty seconds left!” 

Rouge stood up again. Tails stood frozen in front of the explosive Badnik. Omega stood frozen as well. And Sonic, well, having him focus more on keeping his own heart beating seemed like the best course of action for him. 

Before she could hobble over to Tails’ side and shake the kid out of his fear, Omega snapped into motion. He pushed Tails aside and peered into the cavity of the Badnik. 

“ROUGE.” He said.

She walked to him. “Yeah?”

“USE MY POWER SOURCE.” 

She stopped in her tracks. 

Tails shook his head. “Omega, your power source is a chaos drive, it won’t work-”

“I CANNOT SELF-TERMINATE. ROUGE. YOU MUST COMPLETE THE LATTER HALF OF THIS ACTION.” 

No, a part of her wanted to scream, I won’t do it. But the more pragmatic side of her knew there was no other choice.

Omega tore off his chest panel. Rouge approached him- and sure enough, when he turned to her, she could see the delicate bundle of feathers wrapped within his parts

Rouge stuck her hands inside, grabbed the straps holding it down and the feeding tube rising out of its mouth, and pulled on both.

Omega slumped forward.

A tiny flicky fell into her hands. Immediately it squealed in pain. 

Rouge went up to the explosive Badnik and found its interior chest cavity to be remarkably similar in build to Omega’s.

“What?” Tails whispered.

“Shut up. How do I get this in there?” 

Tails opened up ports and manipulated wires until there was a clear place to put the bird. Rouge tossed it inside and helped Tails hook everything back up again. 

The explosive Badnik’s eyes started to glow.

The timer on Tails’ tablet stopped. 

Tails stared at the flicky, and flinched with its every twitter and groan.

“Keep working.” Rouge said firmly. “Omega bought us time.” 

“He said he had a chaos drive. . .” Tails whispered.

“Well, you’re lucky he didn’t! So get to work.” Rouge snapped. 

Tails unplugged his tablet and turned to the monitor imbedded into the wall. “The Badnik’s trigger is mechanical, and I can’t modify it without setting it off.”

They came to the monitor. There were no controls or electrical sockets in the visible frame or plating, so Rouge broke panels off until they found a hidden port. Tails plugged in his tablet and got to work. 

Minutes passed in silence. Rouge wandered back to Sonic’s side. He was still breathing, his pulse still pumping, but he was out like a light. The part of his arm that’d had the wire wrapped around it left burns. There was nothing she could do to tend to them now. 

She returns to the flicky.

Omega’s flicky. 

Crudely hooked up with the explosive Badnik. Clearly being drained somehow, even she knew that much. An eternity or more passed. The flicky kept breathing.

“I’ve got it. I think.” Tails said quietly. 

Slowly, the doors rolled open. 

“Soon as we disconnect the flicky, it’s going to go boom again, isn’t it?” Rouge asked.

“And the door shuts again. The timer stopped at ten seconds til detonation.” Tails unplugged his tablet and hung it off his hip. 

“Do you think those doors can hold up to the blast?”

“I think that was the intent.”

“Then let’s drag Sonic and Omega out there,” Rouge pointed to the hallway beyond, “and then we’ll remove the flicky just before we dash out the door. Got it?”

“Yeah. I think.”

Tails picked Sonic up into his arms and took off. Rouge turned to Omega. She grabbed his left handle, and after significant flapping was able to lift him from the ground. They laid the two next to each other around a bend in the hallway, before returning to the circular room.

Rouge dragged the explosive Badnik to the edge of the room, as close to the doorway entrance as she dared to.

“Okay, kiddo. Stand back. Over by them.” She pointed Tails to the back of the hallway. 

“But what if you need-”

“Sonic will never forgive me if you get hurt. I’m not stupid. Go keep an eye on them and I’ll join you.”

Tails took off, hovered around her shoulders for a few seconds, then flew down the hallway. She waited until he was out of sight.

She grabbed the flicky and began unwrapping it from the wires and supports that held it in place. When she finally heard it coo, and the Badnik’s eyes began to dim, she yanked it out of the compartment.

She pulled her hands back through the door seconds before it slammed shut. She then flew as fast as her wings would carry her down the hall, but didn’t quite make it around the corner before the shockwave hit her, sending her to the ground.

She curled herself around the little thing of feathers in her arms as she rolled to a stop. When she opened her eyes again, the flicky twittered softly at her. 

“Are you okay?” Tails dashed over to her side.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine.” She pushed him off and stood. “Let’s get Omega back.” 

Tails followed her to the yawning chasm in Omega’s chest. One by one she reconnected the parts necessary, before gently working the feeding tube back down its throat. 

Omega’s optics lit up. 

“Did you sucCESSFULLY DEFUSE THE BOMB?” Omega asked. 

“What do you think?” Rouge teased.

Omega rotated his head either direction. “WE ARE NO LONGER IN THE ROOM.” 

“Mhmm.”

“WHERE IS SONIC?” 

“Right beside you.”

Omega’s gaze snapped to Tails. “DO NOT INFORM SONIC OF WHAT HAS TRANSPIRED.”

“I- I-” Tails wrung his tail in his hand, “I can’t promise-”

“Trust me.” Rouge slapped a hand on his shoulder. “It’ll be easier if Sonic doesn’t know.” 

“He’s my brother. I can’t promise that I’ll-”

“DO NOT TELL HIM.” 

“Okay, I-I won’t tell him for now.”

“You can blame me if it all gets out, m’kay?” Rouge squeezed his shoulder. “But really, this is a personal matter. Sonic’s better off not knowing anyway.”

“You’re right.” Tails nodded. 

“Here, look, I’ll help you get Sonic somewhere safe and explain what happened. Omega, are you good to get yourself home?” 

“. . . I WILL CALL SHADOW FOR ESCORT.” 

“Alright. Let me know when you make it back.”

“AFFIRMATIVE.”

Rouge went over and picked Sonic up. She then flew for the exit of the base. Tails followed close behind her. 

[perplexingluciddreams]

Using the internet and technology with high needs autism

I have been trying to put this into words for a while, but due to the exact thing I am making the post about, it has been very difficult.

First of all, a short (ish - I am not the best at concise) background of me and technology: Used to play games on dad's phone, and later watch YouTube videos on family tablet (with parent restrictions). However, ability to navigate devices was very limited, and if something went wrong I just panic and give to an adult.

We used computers a bit in school for work and educational games. Every time we went to the "computer area" I would cry because I knew I wouldn't be able to find the webpage on my own, or sign in to something, or type in a word document. At these times in school, usually another pupil would just sigh loudly and then come and do the computer thing for me over my shoulder.

I had an MP3 player that I got for I think my 8 or 9th birthday. The only thing I knew how to do, was play music and google search. But I still didn't really understand what a "link" was, or how to find important information. We were supposed to learn online research skills in school, but nobody ever explained the most simple stuff to me, so I lack the basic knowledge.

I got my first phone at age 10. This was when I also first get Instagram, my first social media (parents set up for me). I was in a group chat for my school year, but the only time I put a message there is when mum asked me to ask a question, about a non-uniform day for example. Nobody interacted with me in there, and apart from the messages I don't know how to navigate the app. I posted a few pictures a few times, but only when someone else recommended, and I didn't interact online.

I have poor language comprehension, slow processing and take longer to learn new skills. My computer skills and especially typing skills are majorly behind my peers. I have slowly learned some skills allowing me to be even on Tumblr in the first place, but I still need a lot of support and it makes me very anxious. Part of my difficultly on social media, is the social interacting part. Mostly due to low interest.

But my biggest challenge is poor comprehension. I get very anxious and upset when I come onto Tumblr and all the posts I try to read don't make sense to me. Especially when the post is about a topic I care about - if I read it and I can't know what people mean, then I will just be very upset for the rest of the day.

Second biggest challenge, not being able to express opinions on important topics. Often, I can't even understand something. Then, I can't form an opinion because it's too complex. Or, I have an opinion, but I don't understand if someone agree or disagree with me from what they write.

I work so hard to gain skills and learn enough to even be here, and then all I can find about people like me is other people arguing about our existence. Want to express my frustration at this. To even write this post I had support from mum, and it takes all my mental energy.

It is true that I have low interest in socialising - direct impact of autism. So social media maybe not best place in the world for me, by default. But I still want to understand and be included. Not be treated like place to just ask "am I counting as high support needs". I don't understand even my own needs enough to answer this for myself - I definitely can't answer for anyone else.

A lot of my challenges, come direct from autism. That's just a fact. Wish it was easier, very often. But also wish it was easier online - I can't be part of outside community, only online.

I post here to express thoughts and feelings, that is also just what this post is doing. I did less big big edit on my words this time, wanted words to be closest to how I think it (don't think in words so not possible to show abstract thoughts direct, but closest to first translation).

[kaledya]

Annnw that was so sweet ! What the hell 🌸🌸 Very adorable and in a same time a bit worried ? I hope you are okay ! And I'm glad our discussion make you happy and you look forward to read chapters ! But... be okay please ? I mean I wish your unhappiness won't last !

By the way I always im happy to read your answer or even laugh at what we create ! Its very cool !

In dont underestimate myself, but I keep my myself in check. Modesty is a good partner in crime 🤣

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I didn't know for IbisPaintX ! I never draw digitally and haven't a tablet ! But I could try one day this technique ! *screen what you said to remember* thank you !!

And when I gift you or gift you back remember its a GIFT, giving back is not obligatory and should not be forced. I don't draw to have something back. It make me happy, sure, but talking is a gift too for exemple. Its my way to say thank you in better way than just words 🌸 okay ?

Care for yourself first and I will be right here on the side. Your performance of doing anything or nothing will not affect how I see you as an artist, or myself as a follower.

You deserve it or I would not draw it, I assure you 🌸🌸

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Its nice to see you like differents fanfics ! Its better even. I don't read fanfics myself, never had, BUT I left some nice comment under his work. _

Twilight was a ride. But I was watching for the actor who played Jacob, at the time. I'm almost not sorry ahah. _

Oh interesting! I didn't know about Cain being like prisoner of his own life somewhere. That is sad ! I imagine him kind of insane with that description !

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Its past 200 now ! So I will definitely draw Verdelet in maid outfit !!

It will be fun. *me just caring about the historically outfit*

And for Hürrem, I mean I made a first version and it was meh because it was late at night so I did it again and this is the one I sent you.

Honestly, all my character creating have two phase. One day I will put all the old version of characters together or something it could be funny !

Thank to you to have created Giovanni like what ? I need him please don't forget him ahah. Kidding.

Take care of YOURSELF ! Kaledya. Really. 🌸🌸🌸

No, no, I'm like a radish(This is an idiom means I'm perfect) or I'm right as rain., don't worry!!!! 🫂🫂🫂

I'm just a little stressed about exams, that's all!!!!

(I hate art exams)

I just wnt to say I seriously love your work! You are seriously one of my favorite authors!!

Yes me too!! I seriously have so much fun in our conversations!! It's a whirlwind of fun, chaos and creativity!!

And I agree!!! Modesty is always the best! (And of course, ıt is the best partner in crime. After all, no one wants to end up like Icarus)

And I'm really glad you didn't underestimate yourself!!

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Yes, ibis PaintX is a really nice program, the best part is that it is free and can be downloaded even on the most rickety phones!!

Before I got a tablet for my computer, I was always drawing on my phone.Seriously, once you get used to it, it's a lot of fun.Or you can use paper sets as sketches.Convenient for creating a color palette for your OCs too!!

And Always!!!

No, no, I don't feel any forced to return it or something!!. Just love giving gifts and I really want to draw!! And the scenes you wrote and I seriously love drawing your OCs!! It's kind of like drawing fanart for a TV series I like.I feel happy when I draw,And the fact that the person I give a gift to is becomehappy is something that really makes me happy!!!

And yes, I totally agree with your opinion!!!

And thank you so much for your kind words.

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I'm really surprised to hear you haven't read any fanfics.But I can understand, it's perfectly normal if you haven't found one that interests you.

But I'm so glad to hear that you left a kind comment under that fic!!

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LMAO There's no need to be sorry! Even though Twilight is a highly criticized movie series, it is still a fun series to watch I don't remember ever getting bored while watching it.. And yes, I was watching it for Jacob too! (werewolves seemed really cool at that time.)

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Yes, but also he cursed with a seriously creative curse.And I agree that a person who has lived that long has at least a little insanity.

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Hehjejeehe I can't wait to see Verdelet in a historical maid outfit! *Prepares to slam the credit card on the table*

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Oh okay!! And I haven't seen the 1st Version, but I'm sure it's nice, But I really love the way it is now so everything is Perfect. 🛐🛐

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Yes, seriously, it always happens when creating OCs. The 1st version is incomplete, but it opens the door to the real concept. The 2nd version is perfection!

And I really would like to see something like this! It would seriously be fun to draw and see!!

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I'm so glad you like Giovanni!! And don't worry, I won't forget my sneaky fox baby!!

I Will Madam!!(⁠つ⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)⁠つ❤️❤️

And take care of yourself too!!🫂❤️❤️❤️

[tubbytarchia]

just rewatched your animation for the bazillionth time since you posted it and. did you really do all of that with a mouse? it was already incredible no matter what, but now I realize it serves as the highest proof that you don't need Super Special Expensive Tools to make something absolutely beautiful and evocative!

Hats off to you, you killed it and you keep killing it (I watched the SL Jimmy bird animation with a friend and we were dying laughing, everyone is SO cute but your Grian especially) you've built an exceptional talent with your hard work and dedication and I'm so looking forward to anything and everything you'll make in the future, mcyt related or otherwise!!

hold on brb Im getting my tissues

OK SO. Yes! People who know this often praise me for it, but there's really nothing to praise! If you never try a tablet then a mouse really doesn't seem like an unsuitable tool because, nothing to compare it to, right? There's times where I have been frustrated with it because I know that for some styles, pen pressure is everything, and things get a lot tougher without it. But ultimately, I've been perfectly content with it, and I've always advocated for the fact that you don't need great tools to create something great (after all, creation begins with you!), and as such I've grown more adamant yet not to upgrade to any pen or tablet. There are absolutely very affordable tablets out there, but... Something about the simplicity of a mere old 5€ computer mouse is very alluring... And also, I don't think anyone who draws with a tablet could EVER change to a mouse, so I've just kinda decided that I'll be a novelty mouse user lol. There is nothing impressive about it to me, but I do hope it can serve as proof that art isn't limited to anything! At the very least not external tools (for most people at least!)

Anyway you're the one killing ME excuse you!! But your kind words mean the absolute World to me, istg I'm just on the verge of tears constantly these past several days thanks to people like you, and also smiling ear to ear very giddily, haha. It's also really nice of you to have acknowledged long-term effort, I think that's crucial in really appreciating art! Even as a lot of folk tend to just praise your natural talent as if artists are just born and don't work towards their skills. So uhh, basically, thank you for the very sweet and heartfelt ask <3 You have my eternal gratitude for supporting me

[sullina]

i think one of the biggest steps we, as a society, will be able to take towards sustainability (of, like... everything) is to eliminate the concept of manufactured obsolescence. For big stuff like houses and buildings, but also smaller stuff, especially electronics of all kinds.

And this got a bit long, but the TL;DR (too long; didn't read) is: capitalism is evil and gonna destroy the entire planet unless we abolish it as soon as possible.

There's no real reason why any kind of computer/tablet/phone/etc. can't last more than like 3 years max. It should be highly illegal for companies to push updates onto our electronics that purposely slow them down, or to stop support of "old" operating systems that aren't even 5 years old yet, in favor of getting a new phone with a new operating system for no reason other than to sell people a new phone.

Same goes for storage, kinda. I have an SD card that's about as big as a SIM card and can store 250GB of data. There's no reason why my phones internal storage is only 25GB, except to push "cloud storage" onto people for companies to secretely mine that data to push more advertising onto us. And why is it always ads, anyway? Like, at least offer me a service, but they're not doing that.

And not just phones, but literally everything. There's no reason why a fridge or an oven or an automatic feeder or ANY kind of smart device should need a wifi connection to just do the one thing it's supposed to do. None. These things worked just fine in the part when we didn't have any internet of things type bullshit, there's no reason to make these things worse except to squeeze more money out of people. (I am aware that "smart things" can be incredibly helpful for disabled people to live an independent life. However, in those cases as well, there's no reason why "no internet" should be a fatal point of failure, and there's no reason why something like a thermostat needs to have an internet connection to recieve voice commands. I mean it needs to know like... 3 or 4 words: an activating phrase, "higher", "lower", and numbers. It cannot be complicated enough to require regular updates via internet.)

and non-electronics as well.

Just take clothes.

So many clothes are made out of "polyesther" or "polyacryl" or something else with the word "poly-" at the start, which usually just means "plastic". And I'm sure there are some uses for plastic clothes like if someone has complicated allergies to a bunch of natural fibers, but there's no reason to have more than 80% of all clothes available on the market be either pure plastic or half plastic. 1) it's absolutely atrocious for the environment, because these clothes leech microplastics into waters like no tomorrow while only lasting like 5 years at best 2) they're just terrible quality-wise. I used to wear a plastic jacket in winter, and i would either sweat to death with it closed without even exhausting myself, or freeze like hell with it open. Neither of which are ideal. Then i got a cotton sweater to wear in winter and i didn't sweat, but i wasn't cold either. I was comfortably warm without getting sweaty, because the sweater let my skin breathe. Plastic can't do that. 3) Vegans can yell about this one all they want, but "vegan leather" is also just plastic. there's no such thing as "vegan leather", but ACTUAL leather may harm an animal (though with as much beef that's sold all over the world, there's no way there's a shortage of cow leather), but it's only gonna "harm" ONE animal. Not every single animal on earth due to byproducts of the manufacturing process and the fact that it never fucking goes away. And real leather is so durable. Like, sure, you kill one animal and get its skin for leather (but also its meat for food and everything else, i don't even know how much), if you care for the thing you made from its skin, you're set for literal generations, because it doesn't break after like 5 years. And if that thing does eventually break, you can still break it up and use the leather for new, smaller, things. And once those things break, too, to the point where the leather can't be reused, you can throw it away, knowing that it will decompose soon, instead of sticking around forever.

And I'm sure there's plenty more things, but it all ends up leading back to money and capitalism. Capitalism tells companies to get money. More money. More money. Get absolutely obscene amounts of money.

and of course the first question that regular people always ask is "but why?" But here's the thing: the "why" isn't important in capitalism. There's no reason behind the hoarding of wealth, because the hoarding of wealth is the reason.

and remember the saying "When the Last Tree Is Cut Down, the Last Fish Eaten, and the Last Stream Poisoned, You Will Realize That You Cannot Eat Money"?

Yeah, capitalism doesn't care about the fact that you're cutting down the last tree, killing the last fish, and poisoning the last stream. As long as you're making money, the damage you're doing is irrelevant. There's no cost too great for making money, as long as that cost isn't money.

[drawberry03]

Sorry if this is super annoying but I just found your TSoF comic and was wondering if it was ever coming back, of if it's been finished and I just can't find the ending

Hello anon, don't worry it's not annoying. Glad to hear you like it so much ❤️ . Unfortunately TSOF is far from being finished 🥺. I haven't been able to work on any of my art for months now actually.

It's not out of laziness though! In fact I've bought a display tablet back in June 😗. The shorthand answer as to why I stopped posting is because I have health issues specifically with my hands and wrist. I meant to post this update months prior but I kinda just forgot about it sorry 😵‍💫.

Anyways, a few months ago I was both working and had my internship at the same time (12 hours + of work 😩). I was a UI/UX designer intern and if that wasn't enough my job required using the computer as well. Due to that my hands have been really tired 🤔. It's either my wrist from using my mouse for long hours or the joints of my fingers from typing and tapping left click and whatnot. This went on for about three months give or take. There have been mornings when I wake up with trigger fingers and it's kinda scary.

If you don't know what trigger finger is, basically the tendons are swollen and I wake up with my finger joints 'locked" into a curled position. And when you try to uncurl it, it's pretty painful and curls back on its own. One time I had to support my finger with a makeshift splint from a popsicle stick and yarn pfffttt.

https://www.brisbanephysiotherapy.com/news/trigger-finger-physiotherapy-management

Sometimes I don't even need to overwork them, holding my phone for too long or even something like cold weather makes my joints slightly ache. Basically my hands have been overworked and though I haven't gotten them checked, I'm pretty certain experiencing these symptoms in my early 20s isn't okay.

As soon as I could, I've avoided drawing (and writing and crochet and pretty much all my hobbies that use my hands). It sucks cuz that pretty much means it'll be a while before I can really have fun with my new tablet (which would've been another learning curve delay). Thankfully with my internship over with, I've been using the extra time to either rest my hands or find ways to support them (I've bought wrist casts, a heating pad and sports tape thus far). Yeah, so I've been trying to take it easy (as much as I can anyways I still have work after all).

Low key it kinda brought up a fear in me of never being able to draw again. And the problem with me is that when I'm in the zone you can expect me to draw for HOURS and I'll barely even notice 👁️👄👁️ . Plus trying to accomplish anything under 1 hour never seems enough to me. So I decided it was for the best to stop completely. To my fellow artists out there I hope you never have to go through the same thing 😵‍💫. Please rest your precious hands, don't be like me 🤣🙏.

For more happy news, I graduated 🎓 last October!!! 🎈 And I have continued working in my job 👏. I'm building my career and doing well generally speaking. My busy schedule is very much still busy but I really miss drawing too 😭.

I'm not really sure when I can go back to posting 🥲 cuz overworking myself again will set my recovery progress back to 0. However I can tell that my hands are definitely getting better (still not a full recovery but at least waking up with trigger fingers has stopped).

Be assured that all my unfinished works (whether its for gojohime, astelle, shortaki etc.) are still in the back burner of my brain. And I will get back to them when my health gets even better 😗.  And a big thanks to anyone that is still waiting by the time I come back 😌 💖.

[tophattrio]

TOP HAT TRIO ARCHIVES: Part 1

Warden: Look at all this lovely art of us! We could fill a museum! Professor: There's so much it seems like we can't keep up... Once-ler: ..... Y'kno what guys? I'm gonna take a break...

((A small fraction of my old old old trio art, most of which has never seen the light of tumblr (under the cut)! None of this is colored. Some of this is pre-blog or just... REALLY early-era Trio art, so some of it is... dated. Also, as indicated by the top, this is part 1. Meaning there will probably be more, LOL...))

((I hope it's okay if I ramble some fun facts in the middle of this!))

We're gonna start off with this silly lil doodle of the lads! This was drawn during the era where I did my silly crossover drawings, before I mustered the courage to turn them into an askblog.

Based on the date, I must've drawn this next one while I was in the process of actually making the blog... potentially their original "profile" images? Or just a doodle I did to get me hyped...

As you can see, all the drawings so far are pencil and ink... that's because (if I remember correctly) this is when I was VERY new to computer tablets! I felt more confident in my traditional art so I would slap quick colors onto the back of a bunch of ink-drawn replies and make minor adjustments with the tablet. I remember being hesitant to switch to a fully digital style since I felt the sketchiness was almost part of the style of trio? But I've come to accept change is good! Everything post-Greed M!A is all (or mostly) digitally lined (with the occasional trad sketch), but if you look closely at the trio in this (and many other) early-day responses, you can definitely see the pencil marks!

Unposted Thneedville High Trio!!! I was SO obsessed with the Once-ler Askblog AU's back in the Once-ler Fandom's hayday... they were a lot of fun to observe on the side and I wanted to be part of that in my small way, but unfortunately, I was a coward so I never did LOL... I'm thinking this was drawn in February or March 2013...

And, something I drew on the same page, Truffula Flu Trio!!!! I think I briefly thought about making it (and thneedville high) a sideblog but I felt like I couldn't commit for multiple reasons: (1) AU hype was dying down a little, (2) It was a bit too serious a concept for Trio; I wanted to keep them lighthearted and silly (covers bad end with a hand). And (3) I was still doubting whether or not my blog counted as a Once-ler blog (being only 1/3 once-ler) and whether I was valid to participate in events. Eventually I got over that fear when I joined Camp Weehawken and participated in the fandom revival of 2015, but the fear was definitely there at the very beginning and I hesitated to jump in on some stuff because of it!!

These were some of my earliest (unanswered) asks! I think for a while I thought I accidentally deleted the Pinkie Pie one, but it mysteriously came back one day?? I don't plan to finish these but might as well get some closure since I already drew them. I had to look up which troll typing was the one being used here so I might be wrong, I know nothing about homestuck except chapter 1 and 2 and whatever I osmosis from my mutuals LOL...

Peacock was drawn before I knew anything about Skullgirls...... within the past few years I recently watched her gameplay/storyline! She's defs a fun character. Trio are probs neutral about her. I'm not confident enough to do anything major with her, but I would love to cameo her more!

I got a few asks / M!A's about genderbent versions of the trio back in early 2013 and these were my doodles for that. The designs were based off of different designs floating around tumblr at the time that I liked. I'm not interested in doing this M!A anymore, but the dresses are cute!

Some glasses shenanigans I never posted for some reason?? (For reference: (1) (2) (3) (4).) It's silly stuff like this that make me realize Trio!Professor is a little bit like "Cheerful Mystery" Professor but like... waaaaay more tame HAHA (I never read the manga back then because I was upset they made Layton OOC, but from what I've seen he's... a lot more chaotic there). Which, ykno, good chance explains why Trio!Professor stays sane around Once-ler and Warden and their wacky selves.

Some wardlers and layclaires!! Also a few super old things I doodled out for Lovestruck M!A part 2 (including warden being a perv and oncie being flustered and confused, LMAO) but... idk if I have the energy to commit to it at the moment... partially bc thinking about getting an influx of shippy-type asks gets me overwhelmed and idk if I can commit to another magic anon all my magic anons manage to kill the blog somehow 😭, but ykno... saving the anons in my inbox in case I change my mind... Love these guys dearly regardless,,, <3

Some doodles of Layton and his rivals!! I think someone sent a small "Descole takes over the blog" M!A (hence the itty bitty chibi head LMAOO) but (again) I don't have the energy to commit to anything but vanilla THT right now. I still thought the idea was fun enough to draw out and anticipate in advance! If I change my mind y'all will know about it...

My first drawing of Wilson from Don't Starve!! I didn't even play Don't Starve at the time, but I wanted to do research if I was going to properly execute the magic anon and I fell in love with him immediately. Unfortunately he (and his game) became my new brainrot and I still feel really bad about that LAUGHS, but hey! Was worth it! Maybe someday I'll redo trio mods for DST...

I may have him cameo again, but potentially after his character update in Don't Starve Together eventually drops, of course, :3 chants give us lore lore loRE LORE-

Aaaaaand that's all I'm gonna show for now... until next time everyone!

PART 1 (you are here!) || PART 2 (TBA) || PART 3 (TBA) || …

[dailyrandomwriter]

Day 691

The Chef’s Shift was the last demo I had played in the first batch of demos I downloaded. I love typing games, and wished there were more good ones out there, but I completely understand why they’re not common.

If you’re making a game with a typing mechanic, the player age demographic for that game is probably my generation or older. The fact is, because owning a full-ass computer is a luxury these days, most people get by with just their smartphones or tablets. The touch typing skill is no longer a common skill to have.

It’s even less of a common skill if you take into account that touch typing only became a standard thing to teach in public schools when it became clear computers were the future. This means that the number of people who grew up knowing how to touch type is confined to a very specific demographic. Anyone was already in their 30s when home computers became popular and anyone who was born after the smartphone was invented are not likely to know touch typing unless it was for their job.

So, as much as I had fun with the demo, it is surprising this game was made at all. I’m pretty sure the devs are probably around my age, because the restaurant managing mechanics seem to have been taken from the kind of mechanics found in Emily Delicious, a popular time management restaurant game back in the late 90s. Emily Delicious, was a game I loved when I was in high school.

Assuming that the game was made for someone of my generation, the game is very well made. It was challenging but not impossible, I could still make mistakes and most of the time not do badly. That being said, I recognize I might not be a good indicator of difficulty for this game, because I type for my job. I would not be effective without knowing how to touch type. I’m not sure how the average player would find this game, but I’m getting this. I love typing games and there’s not enough of them. 

[foxwayart]

State of personal affairs (IMPORTANT)

(TL;DR will be towards the bottom for those who don’t wanna read my ramblings, but I’d prefer you did since this is important.) Hey everyone, hope you’re all doing well, I’ll cut to the point by saying that I am not. For the past… We’ll say couple of months I’ve been on something of a mental health spiral, and it hasn’t really gotten any better save for my time at the Con. Which was a nice, but very brief reprieve. The whys of this dip in my well being are pretty varied, and some of it I’m not really able to talk about, whether for personal reasons or respect for others. But to put it broadly, work has been stressful, home has been stressful, my health has been stressful, everything has been stressful, and as it stands I don’t think I can keep up with things right now. So I’m taking a small break from working on commissions, and allowing myself a bit more breathing room when it comes to my streams (which is to say the next few streams may be much smaller scale, more chill chatting streams.)  

Now before any of you who commissioned me recently panic: With my current comms I will still be updating you guys, just at a slower rate than normal, I don’t intend to leave you guys in the lurch. But if by the time I’m done with them I still feel this bad, I probably won’t reopen my queue like I’ve been doing nonstop for the past while now. At least if I can financially help it… Streams like I said are gonna be a bit more lax. I’ll probably finish Pinkie Tower, but after that? I dunno, chatting and maybe some light doodling. Dunno how this will affect Sinner’s Saturday since some kind of income would be nice, but this week we’re definitely doing something different, just have to figure out what.  And yes, I still owe you guys that Discord movie night, we’ll be doing that soon. As for how long this time off is gonna be? No clue, it might only be a few days honestly, but the longest I’m giving myself is two weeks cause I just can’t afford any longer than that. And speaking of “affording”, it’s time for literally my least favourite part of the job. The shilling™️. I probably won’t really be making much if any money during this period, so if you ever wanted to support my work with a nice tip. Now would be the time. You have no idea how much even a small tip of a few dollars can help.https://ko-fi.com/foxweyman I’m not gonna sugar coat this folks. I make peanuts on my work. That’s no one’s fault, it's just the nature of being both a small artist and streamer, it’s something I’ve come to peace with as a fact of my career choices. But that doesn’t mean it doesn’t stress me out. Part of why I can never usually take breaks at all is because I literally can’t afford to.

I have rent to pay, phone bills, internet, electricity bills, hormone pills, pet expenses including; food, potential vet visits, toys, poo bags, cat litter, etc. I have to have money saved up incase of an emergency whether personal or work related (computer parts need replacing, tablet needs replacing etc), then there's house expenses; food, toilet paper, cleaning supplies; replacing anything we need etc. It’s a lot, even with our packed house.

The only reason I'm able to go to Furnal Equinox or Canfurence is because I start saving up money month after month after month as a treat to myself, and even when there I tend to bring my work so I can get my commission queue done faster and reopen them again as soon as the con is done.

I’ve been told to raise my prices but let’s be honest, I’m not at the level where I can charge hundreds upon hundreds of dollars for pieces, and while this may be a pessimistic view of my work, I probably won’t be able to any time soon. Same with stream goals, I don’t feel like there’s much I can offer right now that would be worth $500 goals or something.

I’d open a merch shop or something but that would be even more stressful upkeep, and again let’s be real. My reach isn’t big enough for that and you can only sell the same merch to the same customer base for so long.

I apologize if it seems like I’m ragging on about the money, but of all the things I’m dealing with it’s the easiest to talk about because it’s something I think at least a few of you can relate to. That and the more personal troubles cut a bit deeper and I’m not sure I even really wanna talk about them because I don’t like dragging you guys down with me. We’ve made an awesome little community and I don’t need to be hurting you with my problems. Is that the healthiest way of looking at it? No probably not but there it is.

Above all that though I just want some more time to myself and the people I care about, not fretting every second that “I could be working” or “I could be monetizing this”, instead of focusing on improving my mental health so I can be a better creator for you guys, and a better person for me. I wanna draw for myself again,even if it’s just low stakes doodles or barely cohesive comic pages, or hell even just to work on my poor draftwomanship .I wanna let myself play some games and not think “Oh I have to stream this”,  every time I do. I wanna be able to go out with my loved ones and not constantly be thinking “WHY AM I NOT WORKING ON COMMISSIONS???”

So TL;DR taking a light break, not sure how long exactly, will keep current customers in the loop, streams aren’t going anywhere but may be a bit different, please tip to the ko-fi so I can stay afloat during this time https://ko-fi.com/foxweyman

For those that read through, thank you so much, it means the world that you care enough about my mental health to drudge through my ravings. You’re truly the best part of this job. A wonderful community that I can just chat and be honest with, I can laugh and joke with you all without fear or anxiety. That’s exceedingly rare these days and I couldn’t be more appreciative of you lot.

That in mind, this took awhile to write, my hands are hurting, and I wanna go lie down, maybe allow myself a good cry. Thanks everyone. <3

- Blaire,“Drfoxweyman”