#ditto tape

[retrocompmx]

La historia de Iomega

Iomega se fundó en abril de 1980 (y comenzó a mercadear sus productos iniciales en septiembre del mismo año) y se hizo conocida por su primer dispositivo de almacenamiento llamado Bernoulli Box de 10 Mb vendido en 1982.

En septiembre 21 de 1987 comenzó a despachar los primeros modelos de la segunda generación e Bernoulli Box II de 20 Mb. Meses después el de 44 Mb.

En Julio 21 de 1991, la de 90 Mb. En Octubre 12 de 1992 el Bernoulli MultiDisk 150, dos años después el 230 (150 y 230 Mb respectivamente).

Su creciente línea de productos se definió por su enfoque establecido en 1994 de "ayudar a las personas a administrar sus cosas". 

Se enfocaron en el mercado de pequeñas oficinas y oficinas en el hogar y luego persiguieron el mercado emergente de la fotografía digital, que necesitaba dispositivos de almacenamiento más grandes. 

El principal competidor de Iomega en el creciente mercado de discos extraíbles fue SyQuest Technology, que ya no pudo mantener el ritmo y cerró y parte de su infraestructura fue adquirida por Iomega en enero de 1999.

Había distintos dispositivos de esta marca. Por orden de aparición están:

La cinta de respaldo Ditto en enero de 1995.

El más conocido fue el Zip disk de 100 Mb (marzo de 1995.

En diciembre de 1995 el Jaz Drive de 1 Gb.

En noviembre de 1997 el Click! De 40 Mb, renombrado PocketZip para evitar demandas colectivas por el “Click de la muerte” En 2001 sale el de 100 Mb.

Febrero de 1998 sale a al luz el Jaz de 2 Gb.

En diciembre de 1998 las unidades ZIP de 250 Mb.

y diciembre de 1999 vemos la primer unidad CD-RW interna.

En diciembre de 1998 Iomega compra una manufacturera de dispositivos de almacenamiento francesa llamada Nomaï que fabricaba el XHD 100 (una unidad y discos de 100 Mb muy similares al Zip)

El HipZip hace su aparición en septiembre 22 del 2000.

En diciembre la unidad de grabación de CD externa Predator.

En marzo de 2001 comienzan a vender sus unidades NAS (que originan un fallo catastrófico al exponer archivos de los usuarios que poseían estas unidades al filtrarse en internet).

En abril de 2002 salen a la venta las primeras unidades de disco duro externo portables. 

En agosto las unidades Zip de 750 Mb.

En 2004 los últimos drive llamados Rev de 30, 70, 90 y 120 Gb (2010) que terminaron de cimentar la tumba de Iomega.

Las unidades Zip salieron primero al mercado para usuarios Mac, internos y externos con interfase SCSI, luego en PC con puedo paralelo y al final con interfase USB.

A finales de los 90s enfrentó dos dilemas: La competencia del CD-RW, mas barato y menos problemático. Y luego el “click de la muerte” que hacia que las unidades hicieran inservibles los discos de 100 Mb.

En enero del 98 llegaban reportes de dispositivos de 100 Mb que causaban desalineamiento de los cabezales (como el la disquetera 1541 de la Commodore!). Esto causaba que perdieras tus datos de tus disco ZIP.

Para rematar las filtraciones de las unidades NAS, las fallas en los discos portátiles eGo y que todo mundo que tenía un Zip, los cambiaron por unidades de grabación de CD/DVD.

En 2008, la empresa fue vendida a EMC Corporation por 213 millones de dólares, que luego colaboró con Lenovo, y finalmente adquirida por Dell en 2013. 

En 2010 celebraron 30 años con la salida de las unidades NAS StorCenter y Skin Hard Drive ala serie IX de los discos Cloud Edition.

En 2013, Iomega fue renombrado LenovoEMC, y aunque poseen la mayoría de las acciones, la marca como tal de Iomega desapareció del mercado.

Y tu ¿Aun conservas algunos discos Zip p productos Iomega? Yo en la personal tengo cientos de estos discos, varias unidades 100 y 250 del Zip una unidad externa Predator.

[sir-greendown]

newjeans ditto as pink tape by f(x)

cr @piwppi (twitter)

[bunny--manders]

My new job’s giving me a whole lot less fic writing time but loads of podcast listening time. What are your favorite fiction podcasts right now? I’d love to meet your audio blorbos.

[jodjuya]

Pens,

a permanent marker,

tissues,

a small pair of folding scissors,

a reusable straw,

a miniature tape measure,

meds,

comb,

face mask,

water bottle,

pocket knife (culinary)

spoon (culinary)

napkins,

snacks,

earbuds, wired

earbuds, bluetooth

reusable folded grocery bag,

miniature multi-tool,

high SPF lip-balm,

paperback book OR Kindle OR Nintendo 3DS,

little umbrella (if it might be needed),

sunglasses,

my regular glasses too, if I don't feel like wearing them but I might need to later,

phone charger, if needed,

(ditto for 3ds charger)

gloves & scarf,

wallet,

Plus whichever other specific thing/s I need with me on that outing.

@ people who carry bags everywhere what do you put in them what is there to bring other than chapstick, keys, phone and maybe a tampon why are you packing a suitcase to be outside for 5 hours

[mxlmignatte]

tag dump!

[anna-neko]

Welcome to another episode of "let's cosplay an audio-only chara!" because sometimes the brainrot lies dormant for months and suddenly.... (goin to live show needed a new outfit)

Scary Marlowe - the Sophomore Slump album

details and whatnot rambling under cut

basic concept was easy enuff: make another t-shirt. "Shit Garden" needed a break, now its time for this

The font seemed basic enuff to copy out and then I'm sittin here like... how to...draw circles... a wholeass ball? (btw no printer access)

frellin BLESS Terry for pulling out his graphic design skills and making me a fantastic ball stencil! He even did a size readjust after my hasty tests the night before

.......anyway, the black shirt had for over a year. It was supposed to be for a Scorpion Slut logo, but scorpions are impossible to draw/cut-out at this detail (aka my lack of skill lvl)

So! because was terrified would fuck up, did a test run first. T'was most educational, seeing how much seeps out and heat needed frm blowing hot air vs ironing over

Kept peeling off bits, readjusting (negative space be dammed), running back to trace out a failed letter (hey kids, want easiest way to fake a light table? ANY backlight works. window, glow of the monitor...) and try again.... (did "O" so many times, its no longer real letter in my brain)**

**MOST OF THIS WAS HAPPENING IN FRIEND'S BATHROOM

Went OCD as fuck getting everything super blocked-out on the actual shirt once was ready to commit

This shirt wasn't painted, but bleached, and i wanted only the words/logo in and nothing else. Clearest outlines, no stencil far edge outlines, no bleed mess

Yes you can see a pin holding on the "hole" of a letter. When I say wanted crisp outlines, that wasn't a joke

of course - irony be dammed - after this part was done, went back and Very Carefully splattered lil bit with my brush. In a highly controlled way

Also the secondary loose concept is ...well.... the first shirt (Shit Garden) she angrily tore at to be punk and all, but this one.... this one was an old team souvenir... Thus soccer ball on both front and back

For this reason (slightly more 'treasured' if you will), the rips were far less chaotic. The hem is left intact, and the neck a careful trim to show she wasn't blindly goin at it with scissors. Ditto on sleeves

Still freehanding this, but folding stuff in half to at least pretend symmetry, ya know?

there's no "Butthole Ricochet" branding ... snuck in a lil Warlock symbol at sideseam instead

New skirt! It has stars!! ★★☆☆★★ she IS a rock star for her album dammit (and it goes on w/ the stars of the barbwire-and-stars long-sleeved shirt frm before)

Everything else (bracelets, fishnet armwarmers, skelenimal scrunchy, etc...) are frm previous incarnations. Tape-measure continues to live on the hip chain

No jar of horrors daddy magic memories, instead there's a funny lil resin charm Terry made (he also once again helped with safety pins AND contributed a few black and white new ones for the sleeves)

The thigh-highs no longer have purple stripes in them (no purple on this one whatsoever, byeeee Omega Patron poison)

Exact same style have used before with alternating sheer & solid stripes, but fully black! (@sockdreams out there continuing to miraculously have Always what am looking for!)

[onelastskip]

wahhhhh i posted this on the keyframes discord server but just some kf + chi aubade stuff

Little things that remind the cast of Chi :3

Deja: Chipmunks, Cream puffs, Shy Guy (Mario), Fluffy blankets, Stuffed animals, Cute patterned Washi tape, Rose quartz, Wind chimes, Dating sims, Fairy lights

Cam: Squirrels, Crepes, Cherry 7-11 Slurpees, Sweet chili chips, Silly cat pictures, Pokemon cards, Soju, Ditto by New Jeans, Pretty dice, Keychains, Shoujo manga

Percy: Rabbits, Mochi, Paper stars, Pears, Claw machines, Embroidered clothing, Chokers, Necklaces, Waffles,

Elio: Ursa minor, Cinnamon rolls, Pink maidenhair ferns, String bracelets, Overalls

Jamie: Chunky knit sweaters and cardigans, Lace, Mice, Cupcakes, Chrysanthemums

Reynah: Butterflies, Strawberries, Mimosas, Milk tea, Dogs tilting their heads

All of them: The colour pink, Smell of vanilla, Fun earrings, Cotton candy, Cameras/photography, Mugs

i will probably do things that remind chi of her friends later idk teehee

[let-me-be-an-egg-toast]

part 2

shout out to @zia-the-weirdo and @get-a-snack-at-an-ungodly-hour for this (part 1)

so "Microphone Guy" would probably be found in the upper floors (maybe 50+) and you need to find them 7 times and completely interact with them just to get them

(what you see at first [you need to click the error])

but it wont be automatic they'll actually ask to "join your amalgamation" and you can refuse, which makes them only appear whenever you keep ignoring dandy (odd-numbered floors) and will offer you health kits or bandages (this can also happen if you don't play as them ngl)

if they say something like "today i was feeling extra silly" they will give you what looks like either the eject button, valve, or smoke bomb, but its actually not

the "eject button" causes a random Twisted to be sent flying through the roof, the "valve" causes the machine to be filled up with something called "lICORice" instead of ichor (still does the job but yk you have less ichor now), the "smoke bomb" will blind both the player and twisted (for 30s) with "glitchter" (glitter+glitch)("GET GLITCHTERED") and to the other players they see the player/twisted walking around with glitch/ichor-like substances on their face and hands moving about trying to find something to cling to

you will need to press "A" rapidly once you get glitchtered to remove the substance off your face but the Toon will have smudges on them and a disgusted/sad wiggly face with your screen having smudge-like marks

if you fail to do this right after getting glitchtered you will have it for 30s

the said objects in question look normal at first until you see they're more darker/desaturated versions of themselves or their hue is a little off

example:

original vs fake

this also applies too for the health kits and bandages if "microphone guy" was feeling extra silly TM where instead of just healing they also boost a random stat by 40%

"microphone guy" has two special objects: the Flute (item) and the Note Staff (trinket) (BOTH ACTUALLY VERY DIRECTLY CONNECTED TO LORE)

The Note Staff can be obtained by completing all of "mic guy"'s 7 interactions and all research on every Toon, or just completing the research for "mic guy"'s Twisted form ("The Twisted Clef")

Ditto, but instead of research for the Flute you need to survive every single Twisted existing or just Twisted Clef in one run

the Note Staff grants +5-10% research everytime and 30 extra tapes at the start of every run but wait here's the catch

there is a 1/35 chance of a Corrupted Tape spawning and when used it stuns all Twisteds on the floor permanently until you get out

the visual effects are actually different

instead of just stopping in their tracks the Twisteds will convulse and scream

so that's disturbing :D.

the Flute is permanent (not consumable) and by itself can give one additional star to all your stats and even stun all Twisteds for 15 seconds and heal everyone by one heart

but only once each floor

using/equipping the Flute and the Note Staff together, you can get 10-15% more research, 40 instead of 30 tapes (retaining the 1/35 chance), stun countdown is now 20s, and full healing

if you're playing as "mic guy" however, the Flute will grant 2 stars for all stats and 3 if paired with the Note Staff

it will also affect "voice.", where instead of "mic guy" vaguely singing they're now playing the Flute with the Note Staff floating and circling them

These are the countdowns for "voice." (path finder = twisteds knowing your location) Alone - 30s Stop All + 20s Slow Down + 10s Path Finder + 1 heart + 25s cooldown +Flute/Note Staff - 35s Stop All + 25s Slow Down + 15s Path Finder + 1 heart + 30s cooldown +Flute + Note Staff - 40s Stop All + 30s Slow Down + 20s Path Finder + full health + 40s cooldown

so with Flute and Note Staff "mic guy" is just Boxten/Poppy with a double-edged ability

here's the auditory effects:

Alone: vague singing + layered whispers

+Flute: flute + layered vague vocals

+Note Staff: singing now follows a 7 note melody

+Both: same as flute but now also following 7 note melody

You'll get the achievements Melodic Measure (Flute + Note Staff) and Star Sonata (using both as "mic guy")

also "mic guy" is the only one who doesn't get insta-killed by Twisted Dandy, only receiving normal damage

bro got too lost in the sauce

anyways this is The Twisted Clef, and I think its obvious that the cords in this idle pose become both a G AND F clef

also btw their eye is supposed to subtly look like a whole note anyways so

twisted clef is a roaming Lethal about the size of 2 Toons or more and they're supposed to be very creepy

twisted clef floats around and has their own "biome" or i guess floor layout where it looks like a floor full of tunnels, vents, and hallways

If this happens the achievement " 'Lost in the Music' " is gained

they have a very rare chance of spawning in floors 90+ or if you die in floors 80+ and immediately go back again for your 2nd run

The odds will increase if you refused to let "mic guy" join you

if you're playing as "mic guy" Clef can't spawn

NO OTHER TWISTEDS WILL SPAWN WITH THEM.

if clef goes through a tight space they will get out of their idle pose and start physically climbing through the space

vents are tight spaces that are almost the size of a Toon, hallways are tall spaces, and tunnels have varying sizes

now heres where Clef's ability really takes place

Clef can mimic ANY sound - Toons, any action sound effect (collecting extracting etc), Twisteds', and if with voice chat - even clips of players' voices

the more tighter a space is the more their sounds can echo, which can cause confusion to the player because they will hear a sound at the end of the hallway but Clef is actually in another one

the pipes in the hallways/tunnels will sometimes leak, but its not ichor - its actually "lICORice". if you ask "mic guy" about "this"lICORice" (if you refused to let them join), they will say something like "at least its not body fluid" or "its very edible"

all the machines are now for this "lICORice" instead of ichor, and your only reward for surviving Clef is getting 100% research on them

the hallways are the only thing without a blackout effect, but they only have one large lamp each, which flickers when Clef is near

if Clef has their sights on a player and said player is running in a hallway/vent, they will be stunned immediately by Clef, who then slows down as they approach the player, twisting their cord around their neck and slowly dropping them into the darkness of their face "puddle"...

yeah thats the mechanic and jumpscare

for the first 2 minutes Clef will actually be stationary, disguising themself as one of the wires hanging from the ceiling. the difference between them and the other wires is that the exposed yellow parts are frayed and branched, not claw-like and single like Clef's "hands"

if no players managed to get caught by their hands then they will become roaming

here's a thing: the only twisted to be able to spawn with them is Dandy.

dandy won't come for the players first instead he will HUNT clef down (if no players are in his way during this) and because of this clef has the chance of "dying" and disappearing early due to dandy

If you see them die you'll get the achievement "The Death of Sound" and for the rest of the game there will actually be NO SOUND AT ALL

if a player comes while Dandy and Clef are fighting they will stop and turn their attention to the player, both chasing them down

also yes its canon Dandy LOATHES "mic guy"/clef for many reasons though ill let you figure the reasons why ;)

for now, IF YOU REACHED THE END OF THIS THANK YOU SO MUCH I PUT TOO MUCH THOUGHT INTO THIS LMAOOO

i hope you enjoyed because this won't be the last post about this little shit

have a Paper Splatter skin

[five-nights-at-artsys]

HELLO, HELLO? // MENTORSHIP

hi lol this was supposed to be the anniversary artwork but i got somethin' even better for that so. yall can get this

[image id: a digital drawing consisting of four semi-chibi fullbody artworks of four characters.

from left to right, there is kim (a woman with curly brown hair and a red vest full with pins, smiling), phone guy (who is depicted here as an anxious man with a security guard uniform and glasses, holding a blue telephone while awkwardly looking at the camera), phone dude (who is depicted here as a man with bleached blond hair and shorts, holding a phone to his ear with a smirk), and tape girl (who is depicted here as a woman with tied up dark brown hair and a pink hoodie, holding a cassette tape on one hand and a vr headset in another.

text reading, "uh, hello?" and "hello, hello?" can be seen in the corners of the drawing, glowing a faint white. the background consists of tapes and retro 80s patterns. end id.]

alt. version under the cut

[image id: ditto as the above, but this time the characters aren't overlayed with certain colours. end id]

[starcwrld]

STARCLUSTER: THE FIRST ALBUM -- REWIND

01 ditto 02 twilight zone 03 cool with you 04 soul to soul 05 lorelai 06 pung 07 rewind 08 remember summer days 09 telephone number

the album. era highlights. the vlog series moments. san fransicso. moments. styling. stages. promotional events. photocards

"REWIND" marks the debut studio album from the acclaimed K-pop group Starcluster, celebrated for its enchanting city-pop sound and nostalgic atmosphere. The album stands out with a triple title track structure, with each title track featuring its own set of B-sides.

In Tape One, the title track "Ditto" shines for its cinematic brilliance and poignant storyline. The narrative follows the girls' journey from carefree teenage years to adulthood, delving into the fears of growing older and highlighting the solace they find in each other's companionship. The associated B-sides, "Twilight Zone" and "Cool with You," received their own music videos. Shot with Kodak film strips and old Canon digital cameras, the vlog-like style of filming adds an intimate touch. "Twilight Zone" captures the girls exploring the town before their graduation night, while "Cool with You" showcases the significance of their graduation. "Ditto" serves as a summary, encompassing various essential memories from their youth.

Tape Two, featuring the title track "Soul to Soul," unfolds a romantic storyline. The music videos for "Lorelai" and "Lights" accompany it, portraying sisterhood and platonic love, respectively. Shot exclusively with Kodak film strips, Tape Two takes on a more film-like quality compared to the vlog-like style of Tape One.

Tape Three, titled "Rewind," takes a nostalgic trip back to the 80s. Featuring covers of "Telephone Number" and "Remember Summer Days" by Junko Ohashi and Anri, respectively, this tape offers a unique retro experience. While "Rewind" received an official music video, the girls took charge of filming for "Telephone Number" and "Remember Summer Days," reintroducing the vlog-like feeling as they showcase their everyday lives. The time-traveling camera in the "Rewind" music video adds an intriguing element to this journey into the past. Overall, "REWIND" encapsulates Starcluster's ability to deliver captivating music, accompanied by visually stunning and thematically rich music videos.

era highlights

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺ not that expensive surprisingly even though each song got a music video… the three that really had the high budget were ditto, soul to soul and rewind. The b-sides were filmed and edited by the girls themselves to give that intimate like feeling. "

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺ this got their first PAK and it got a good amount of music show wins. Ditto had the most performances with like 5 stages, soul to soul had like 3 and rewind had 2 so they were booked and busy ! "

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺ some fans were mad though because the last two songs were covers and they were expected like 9 new songs …. "

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺ ditto went viral on social media and the album’s filming style was the trend as well. Many people would do a compilation of clips similar to the style in twilight zone and cool with you. Old cameras were trending again too for the filters that were put on the video. "

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺ a five video long vlog series went up with each girl documenting their experience with filming the music videos and their promotions. "

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺ They also got a little reality TV show where they traveled to san francisco! "

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺ there was a lot of cute interactions between the members and their fanbase really grew during this time as well. Hana and Soyi got the most new fans while Kiyoko began to get a lot of fan boys. "

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺ overall a really fun era! Being very vague with the descriptions here because i’m planning on actually writing out a lot of their best moments during this era so this will be a multipart series kinda ! :D"

[diceydeals]

Hearing and History

12th April 2023

So, I recently found out that my level of hearing is a lot lower than I thought it was and probably always has been.

What does this mean? Basically I probably would've benefited from hearing aids and learning sign language as a child rather than relying on self-taught lip-reading, guesswork, and asking people to repeat themselves/be patient.

Let me tell you, people are not always good at being patient.

I have very mixed feelings about this. Listening is very tiring, and I have always said this! I couldn't do mental maths questions because they were on a tape recording. Ditto language listening and oral exams, which I kept failing at school. French was nearly impossible for me because I cannot hear the words or make sense of the month movements. Thank gd for Spanish!

I didn't have a hearing test until I was in secondary school. That policy has changed now in the NHS so hearing loss is picked up very soon after birth. Basically, there were a bunch of points in my life when someone could have intervened to give me the tools to navigate the world rather than just let me figure it out.

I am not part of the Deaf community. I don't know anybody my age who is hard of hearing or deaf. My family thought it was 'normal' because my mum, her sister, and my grandad all have hearing loss. I was teased for being deaf while simultaneously nobody taking the implications of my deafness seriously. It was a lose-lose situation. Essentially, it wasn't that I wasn't deaf enough, it was that it didn't effect me obviously enough for anyone to do anything.

Now I have hearing aids, I can hear music, I can hear lyrics. I can hear (although not focus on) multiple conversations. Birds are insanely fucking loud. Projectors and air-conditioning drive me up the wall. My tinnitus is definitely worse, but that may also be a side effect of long covid (apparently that's a thing). It's a wild experience that I'm still getting used to, a year later.

I would still love to learn sign language. But now's not a great time: I'm tired, working and studying full-time, recovering from covid, and generally have shit going on. British Sign Language lessons are expensive in person, but learning online is something I'd rather avoid as I can't concentrate easily. This means more travel, more money, more time, more energy. This means I have to wait.

I wish I could've had the chance to learn when I was first diagnosed.

TLDR; just because you can work to the point of exhaustion to fit the needs of the world, doesn't mean you should have to! You deserve accommodations. The world needs to bend so that people don't break.

[lezulla]

Having fun designing new products for you guys! Redoing some old ditto merch. Hoping to make stickers, keychains, and maybe even washi tape!

[astarab1aze]

“every morning i wake up and pick you. despite the times you drive me up a wall, say something that just irritates me, despite the times you frustrate me with the difficult parts of your personality… i wake up and i pick you over and over again, and there’s no force on this planet that could change that. my soul will always know yours and it will always, always find you.” (Their song started playing in the chikfila line and…)

This- stopped him up short, hands faltering on mortar and pestle, half-heartedly grinding his own flesh into dust. He was busy, preparing the ingrediants for his tungskin draughts while he still had the time, mind working through the many facets of steadily granulating obsidian, streaks of ember a constant reminder that there was more he could do with the scabs of his body - more tools, more fools to sell them to, an expansion of his bottomline. More to leave her should anything happen to him. Adding something as volatile as his own flesh to the right compounds and alkali could yield a powerful, almost entirely organic explosive, evidence of which being the already explosive nature to the composition of his meat post-discharge, something about ionization and friction, physics bullshit that was easier observed than described. Had more to do with magic anyway, and the laws of physics are more than what they appear to be.

Nevertheless, he was focused, in and out of thought, half-listening, half-ignoring, smoothing his chars into dust, tapping the mortar against the pestle. Dust flew everywhere, a flurry now to stain his robe. In truth, he couldn't breathe, holding it until his chest felt like it was going to cave in, faking his way through carefully pouring the fruits of his labor into a small jar, gently brushing it out with his fingers, careful not to spill any. Sometimes, it was just easier not to talk about things. Reaching for an unused jar nestled on the shelf above, he opted to separate out just enough to experiment with later, explore the possibilities of an explosive that would meet his specifications - a perfectionist. Easier, to keep his attention on the movement of his hands rather than the violent beat of his heart. Was there a problem before? Did he need the assurance? He didn't want to think. He left both jars open, allowing his powdered flesh to oxidize for a few minutes; In the meantime, tried to keep himself busy, flicking his wrist and calling forth a spool of masking tape and a permanent marker - oone of his desk drawers slamming open and closed, the two items almost yanked to him with unseen thread.

Yet, for as stubborn as he was, he was still only a man, and he was far softer at heart that anyone in their right mind would've given him credit for. She could've told him a thousand times before, a thousand after, and it would still come as a shock to him - how could anyone choose him? He wanted to smile and laugh it off, ditto his way through it, but as he scribbled the date down on the strip of tape, labeling the one jar for explosives, his shoulders slumped and he breathed at last.

Her hands came upon him then, arms easing around his middle as if to reaffirm her prior assurances, holding him to underscore the meaning in her words. He felt nervous, hot, gripping onto the marker for dear life, all the while doing his damnedest to pretend he couldn't have been so effected again. It just- always threw him for a loop, made him at useful as tits on a fucking turtle, buttery soft and pathetic. And guilty - because he didn't know how to say it back, as if speaking it out loud would invoke Fate's wrath. He may never have been superstitious, nor really cared for the gods et al, but better to be safe than sorry this time. Speaking something into existence meant that it could, eventually, be taken away. And he loved her so, more than words could really describe, even if how he behaved a lot of the time may not have helped to make that clear. Always touching her, groping at her, kissing and biting and pawing, strangling the meaning in his actions because he couldn't find the right words to say. He'd fumble and slur them together anyway, would she be able to take him seriously in the first place...?

He was just a slut. A regular manwhore. Complete with the stereotypical disposition, caricaturizing himself into the titular 90's movie role as effectively Stiffler on a good day. Or the dirty linecook who slings coke and smokes in his car and fucks real good. He was that guy. Why was he so self-conscious? Dissecting himself like this? A wizardly shapeshifter of his stature should be well put together by now, much more careful with his emotions, the truth of himself. But how could he not shakily press the masking tape into the lid of the jar, furrow his brow, and relent?

"Where's 'is comin' from, princesa?" he asked lowly, his mouth going dry. "Not tha' I don' appreciate it... 'm jus confused. Ya don' gotta worry 'bout lil ol' me." Generic, canned fucking answer, a deflection meant to calm his nerves, persuade her not to gush too much or- But he'd have done anything for this. He'd have done anything to be loved, to be held and kissed and told he was important after all, not a lost cause but- something, to someone, to her. She only held him tighter anyway.

It was...comforting to know, that she was choosing him. Out loud. Stupid, but- Maybe he was looking for excuses not to be honest, too worried about the potentialities that were always potentialities and would have been with or without the words for it. He loved her, he waited many, many years to be with her, did everything in his power to remain at her side through even the worst of circumstances from Leanne to Deadeye; Yet, he still felt so unworthy, filthy and soaked in blood, the reality of all he'd done tainting his soul at its core. He was ugly, everywhere it counted, self-reflection abandoned in favor of blind ambition. Of all the gods, he still hung onto his mortality, far more, for argument's sake, human than the rest of them, and even more flawed. There were uglier, crueller, fouler, gods than he, but even so, how could she be so sure that he was everything she wanted? What and who she wanted in every life, unto eternity? He was, he knew that... She was the one for him, but was he really the one for her?

He wanted to believe it, he wanted to believe her- Could he?

His head tipped to the side, blond hair falling into his eyes, the release of his glamours revealing large ears and the poof of a long tail, red markings, and all the rest he struggled to show her any other day, paired shifts rippling and fading with time. Narrower, thinner frame, physical honesty to underline what he would soon attempt to say. Her amrs tightened around him, near to squeezing the life out of him, and he wanted to smile, he wanted to run, bury his head in the sand and pretend he wasn't terrified she'd be taken from him someday, that she'd change her mind- He wanted to deny her. He wanted to tell her every loving thought he ever had about her. He wanted to fuck her. He wanted to make love to her. He wanted, he wanted, he wanted-- He pressed the back of his hand to his forehead to wipe away a bit of sweat, combing his back with his fingers, sticking up in odd directions.

He palmed at her arms then, gently prying them from his waist if only so he could turn around and hold her in turn. Tightly. Body moving before he could properly think about what he was doing. And he melted into her, so rigid at first and then- leaning into her, burying his face in her hair, gripping onto her for dear life at the same time. She was everything to him. Did she know that?

"I-" he started, tighter still. "I don' know wha' t' tell ya half th' time. Words ain't m' thing, ne'er been a poet or soft wit any words. Cuttin' wit m' tongue's all 'm used t'." He swallowed, heart hammering in his chest. "But...I love you, ya know? Y'were mine th' second I first laid eyes on ya. I knew it was gonna be you, had t' be. No one else'd do f' me. Wha's th' point iffin it ain't you?" He sounded like an idiot. "I chose ya then, I ain't wan' anybody else. Tha's jus- how it is. S'far as 'm concerned, yer m' mate, an' tha's- how it's s'posed t' be." He nodded anyway, lips sucked to his teeth, holding her yet tighter. "'m not good a' th' whole words thing, buh- I do, I do."

[just-in-case-iloveyou]

get to know me tag 🌻

@sugarcoated-lame my darling🧡 thank you so much for the tag 🥰

1. were you named after anyone?

i'm pretty sure y'all can guess my real name, but yeah, i was. my name means "she who will rise again," which was neat, because my parents read about an American Indian woman who worked closely with an ethnologist to record hundreds of hours tapes cataloging her tribe's language. a language that no one spoke, until a cardboard box containing those tapes was found in the Smithsonian Institution the year before i was born. my parents loved the name and were blown away by the story.

2. when was the last time you cried?

two days ago, it's been a rough month

3. do you have kids?

no kids, but i do have a fur baby 🥹 ditto, Kricket

4. what sports do you play/have you played?

i did dance and gymnastics a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away. 🩰 after that, i played basketball and softball in middle school, and volleyball from middle to high school. 🏀🥎🏐

5. do you use sarcasm?

at this point, i'm pretty sure it's a coping mechanism for me.

6. what’s the first thing you notice about people?

smile first, then eyes (mostly because i'm nearsighted, so eyes are a little harder)

7. what’s your eye color?

hazel, i guess. they're green on the outside and brown on the inside.

8. scary movies or happy endings?

happy endings, for sure. i'm too chicken for scary movies 🐔 and i like to feel happy 💖

9. any talents?

Kicket, babe, i feel like we're kind of the same person.

i can sing, and if i'm comfortable enough with you, i'll sing along to things in your presence. i used to take voice lessons and do musical theater, but since my anxiety developed later, that's a big no-go nowadays. i'm also a solid advice-giver (but i can't take my own), and i used to stress-bake a TON in university. i suppose i'm pretty good at random trivia! and i'm okay at painting, but i only really do it at those paint and sip places lol.

10. where were you born?

Orange County, California 🍊

11. what are your hobbies?

again, same person, different font

PUZZLES!!! reading, watching movies, singing, baking, thrifting, playing video games (i'm a sucker for the Nancy Drew mystery games). i'm trying to get better at cooking. i used to do creative writing and write poems, but i haven't in a very long time. i feel like i should try to get back into that. and like i said, paint and sip is also fun lol

12. do you have any pets?

at the moment, my sister has a pittie mix named Moose, we've got a lovebird named Peach, and a tortoise (African desert maybe?) named Shelley (we didn't name him). we lost my sweet girl Bell and my baby boy Percy not too long ago 💔💔

13. how tall are you?

5'2" i'm almost pocket-sized!

14. favorite subject in school?

English and Social Studies (history, geography, psych, etc.)

15. dream job?

this is gonna sound insane, but ever since i was 11, i've always wanted to work for the Naval Criminal Investigative Service (NCIS). it sounds squirrely, but long story short, i started watching NCIS and CSI: Crime Scene Investigation around that age, and i just got SO interested in criminology and forensics.

no pressure tags: @lewmagoo @laracrofted @seresinhangmanjake @withahappyrefrain @roosterforme @ohtobeleah @mamachasesmayhem @bobgasm @bobfloydsbabe @attaboylew @attapullman @mjskeletons661 @lostinthefandoms11 @pinkdaisies1106 @mandylove1000 I’m a little late to this so sorry if you’ve already done it 🧡

[anna-neko]

with the recent scans of GosuLoli Sewing cropping up.... here's a lil flashback to long long ago when me and mom used the mook to make me a gingham one-piece using one of the patterns

She thought the word "katyusha" for alice-bands was hilarious, and my dad absolutely lost his shit when he read the "lolita" on the cover.

These mooks overall are great - unlike american pattern there aren't pieces to cut out. They print EVERYTHING as one giant sheet, and you simply follow the numbers to trace out the specific sections. No worries of losing pieces or stuffing envelopes - can always just retrace the piece again in future Ditto for resizing pieces - no anxiety over cutting up the wrong part in the set and praying it would tape back ok. Just... retrace a new copy if need be! The mook is still there!! (very useful mook to loan out for same reasons)

anyway

Added eyelet lace to the skirt to break up the monotony a bit

Would wear it just as a casual summer dress for a while

The sock toppers & hairbow I made later, and the tiny matching bows on the socks were something a dear friend found (think they're shoe clips?)

Then braved taking it to an event - an anime con no less. Was absolutely dead-tired & heat-exhausted this day, but there was a Mitsukazu Mihara panel to attend!! Something about the ringlets with this Giant Hairbow`... ¯_(ツ)_/¯

anyway, got much use outta this dress for couple years

in truest "big sis" vibe we gots goin, afterwards the dress went to a friend... She also got quite a bit of wear outta it!

[catsconflictscopicsandchamomile]

Pros of taking classes in your hyperfixation:

-Fun

-I’d read and write all this anyway just for funsies

-Dopamine rush every time I go to class

-I’m learning so much stuff that makes my brain itch in the good way

-COOL COOL COOL COOL COOL

-At least some of my profs think I’m the absolute shit (/pos)

-Academic opportunities constantly thrown at me

-Ditto with Cool New Books

cons:

-SO much more pressure not to disappoint my profs

-All-nighters are concerningly easy when you WANT to be studying the material at 2am

-Despite this, now that it’s A Required Task(tm), my adhd has put caution tape up around the concept of studying…. Studying my own hyperfixation. fUCK

-Nobody else in this classroom is this excited and I look utterly unhinged by comparison

-Extreme positive stimming (leg kicking really fast, gnawing on my knuckles, vocal stims, generally vibrating all over) during lectures

-Literally crying because I have to do a slightly-less-hyperfixation-relevant assignment before the one that makes me want to eat broken glass(/pos)

-Will My Life Please Slow Down For Five Fucking Seconds

-Non-hyperfixation-specific courses make me want to bash my brains out against a wall by comparison, despite being cool and easily relevant to my primary hyperfixation.