#documenting love

[pygmalionsmarble]

Jimchi

My grandmother passed away, maybe 8 years ago. Has it been a long time? Or do I just not care enough to remember the exact time that has passed since her passing? I think more likely than not, I have been avoiding it.

My grandmother lived estranged from me. My parents moved to America to make a better life for themselves, leaving their old lives, including my grandma, in a country nearly 7,000 miles away. After my birth in America, every 4 years I traveled to my motherland and was forced to meet my grandmother again. And every time, even though I grew in ways that made me irrevocably different from when she last saw me, she still recognized me. She gave me the widest, creasiest grin, which I remember thinking made her uglier. She would clasp my hands, which much bigger and ganglier than mine, and I took note with a hint of disgust of how her hands felt more weathered than the last time I held them. She stuffed me food that I didn’t like: “pass him the jimchi— he’s growing so he needs to eat a lot”. I inwardly sneered at the way she pronounced kimchi. I thought that it made her sound so uneducated and uncouth.

I remember the last time I saw my grandmother. She was in the hospital, with seemingly millions of tubes protruding from her arms, her torso, her mouth. I remember before she was fully admitted to the hospital, our family had a final meal with her—her favorite food, since she wouldn’t be able to eat real food anymore. And even though I can’t remember what we ate, I remember wishing that she had chosen something a little more appealing to my taste. It felt like she was always feeding me food that I didn’t like.

When my grandmother passed away, I saw my dad with tears silently staining his red eyes. My dad was a figure of power, the immutable and unstaggering rock of my family. Seeing the person that I believed to be the strongest existence in the world look so feeble shook me to my core. I loudly shed tears. Not because I was sad, but because I believed that was what was expected of me. I remember feeling a pit in my stomach as I wailed, from guilt, from shame, from fear of being “found out”.

This guilt lived on with me for many years. I often questioned how it was that I could cry so fervently about people in movies that didn’t exist in real life, but how I couldn’t grieve my own grandmother. This guilt became a part of me, time trudged forward, and the details of my grandmother and her passing subconsciously was pushed further and further into the back of my mind.

Tonight, at dinner, my dad asked me to pass the “jimchi”. The word was uttered in a fleeting moment in the tumbling flow of his request to pass him food. Most people would have missed it. But to me, hearing that j instead of the k made me think of my grandmother. My grandmother with her rough hands from countless hours of farm work to care for her children and buy her grandson some snacks. My grandmother with her wrinkled grin, her mouth lines creased with age and happiness from seeing me. My grandmother who, at her last meal, sat next to me and made sure I ate all my food because it was healthy. Did she choose her last meal for herself, or was she thinking about me till the end?

As I write this, I am shedding the tears that young me felt like I should have shed all those years ago when she first passed. But more than sadness from her passing, or regret that I could only see her surface-level ugliness in my immaturity, I feel a deep love. My grandmother’s love lives on in the speech of my father, her habit of saying “jimchi” being something that he picked up from her feeding him the same way she fed me. Jimchi being a word that will always remind me of my grandmother, her sacrifices, and her love.

[demigod-of-the-agni]

ninjago if they let me write the gothic furry fantasy season

more doodles + world map below

from the lore document: an overview

WORLDBUILDING Long before Time had a name, there were seven Source Dragons. One of their number perished from a means unknown, resulting in a calamity known only in the modern tongue as the Merge, giving rise to a wave of power so potent it dissolved the aetherial divide and brought all the realms into a singular existence. The surviving six Source Dragons have entered into a deep slumber, encased within the hearts of the mothercrystals which now dot the lands. Their dreams seep into the soil, empowering those fortunate enough to become Elemental Masters; as the tides of swelling aeons pass, as they stir in their sleep, the Source Dragons reawaken in the bodies of chosen Arkons of the Sources, whose very existence shapes the future of these realms. The memory of the Source Dragons themselves have been lost to a fleeting dream. But the mothercrystals bear with them a curse; a blight visits upon these lands, pulling the unfortunate into the Source Dragons’ dreamscapes and tarnishing the soil and waters. An empire seeks to harness every heart of every mothercrystal to put an end to the encroaching blight, while a hunter forges himself Icons to amass a power potent enough to reverse the curse’s effects. Traversing the world are wandering Arkons, torn from their lands and blessed with a power and a purpose befitting of the Sources themselves, wishing to unchain their futures from the burdens the mothercrystals have bestowed upon them.

me when i DIG DIG DIG DIG DEEPER DIG DIG DIG DIG DEEPER DELVE DELVE DELVE DELVE DEEPER WEEP WEEP WEEP WEEP WEEPER RAISE THY LANTERN PIONEERRRRRRR SHINE UPON THE FAR FRONTIERRRRRRRRRRR

[straycatj]

Not Rocky, only sucky — A record of the unauthorized use of my photo in Oliver Clegg’s work

This article documents the events surrounding the unauthorized use of one of my photographs in a work named Rocky by Oliver Clegg, from the initial discovery through to the current situation.

Please consider this a formal report for those who have supported me.

September 7, 2021

I posted a photo of my cat Kofuku and Mr.J.

At the time, someone even made a pixel art version of it, and many people enjoyed it together.

January 2023

A kind follower sent me a mention to a post introducing a “work” by Oliver Clegg.

Clegg later claimed he had tagged my Instagram, but in fact he had created a brand-new tag called “straycatmrj.” This has also been documented.

By that point, someone had already annotated his work via Hypothesis, raising questions about his use of materials.

February 2025

The traced work resurfaced. I began an investigation.

That same month, I consulted a lawyer through an initiative supported by Japan’s Agency for Cultural Affairs:

Bansou.Support – a legal support service for copyright infringement and similar issues on the internet.

I was informed that:

Because the image is viewable online from Japan, this constitutes copyright infringement under Japanese law.

In my case, this use clearly does not fall under fair use.

My rights are protected internationally under the Berne Convention, regardless of the creator residing in the United States.

April 2025

Once again, I saw another traced work posted.

The uploader promptly removed the post and even issued a follow-up to explain the situation. I deeply appreciate their response.

However, the traced image continued to be reblogged.

I decided to follow through on my prior consultation and contact the gallery representing Mr. Clegg.

April 30, 2025 (JST)

I contacted the gallery directly.

A lawyer had advised that “this kind of issue is often treated seriously as a matter of credibility by galleries, so it’s worth contacting them.”

However, I received no response—perhaps because I am merely a Japanese individual blogger.

May 3, 2025 (JST)

I sent a follow-up message, stating that unless I received a response by the close of business on May 6 (EDT), I would make the findings public.

May 7, 2025

With no reply, I published the facts and timeline on Tumblr.

Many people offered support. However, I also witnessed comments that ignored all legal context, and some individuals spread false assumptions and slander.

Such baseless speculation only reveals more about the mindset and behavior of those making it.

I would like to take this opportunity to again express my sincere gratitude to those who responded respectfully and supported me.

May 8, 2025

24 hours later, with more response than expected, I published a follow-up thank-you note in the form of a reblog.

May 9, 2025 (Night)

60 hours later, I discovered that the relevant Tumblr tags were no longer functioning.

I suspected a technical issue—or possibly a report by someone connected to the other party.

I contacted Tumblr Community Support, and they responded promptly, stating that the issue had been resolved and would be reflected within 24 hours.

Shortly thereafter, the tag search functionality returned to normal.

May 10, 2025

72 hours later: search results had shifted.

Tumblr Search When searching for the artist’s name, I noticed that the specific work featuring my cat no longer appears in search results.

Google Image Search The image now appears to be filtered under SafeSearch.

Once again, I would like to express my heartfelt gratitude to everyone who supported and stood with me.

Thanks again to everyone who helped clarify the origin of the image.

(This post may be useful to those researching digital appropriation or copyright boundaries in art.)

[pebbleaf]

Little vampire aventurine and werewolf ratio doodle from @havanillas au !!

Did this instead of paying attention to my lecture oops

[no1deahow]

A day at Baltigo

[womanman]

"I've been thinking recently about the first ever trans space I was ever actually a part of, Bigender.net. My experience was primarily with these forums in ~2009, but I came back to peek in later years, and am trying to regain access now. There's a lot of bigender cultural things there that would probably never be known about or archived somewhere easily accessible unless someone talked about what they saw there, and I wanted to share some things.

+ A Lot of people used two or more names that they switch up, use in different contexts, and that often align with specific genders. Names are essentially changed like pronouns are for many people.

+ Most bigender people seemed to experience some kind of fluidity or flux of gender, and it was rarer for people to feel like 100% both at all times. This seems to be more often where people label themselves androgynes.

+ The language of "en femme" and "en homme" was used to describe both how one was presenting (similar to the modern boymoding/girlmoding) and to how one felt their gender on a specific day, which is what makes it different from girlmode/boymode. It wasn't just about presentation regardless of gender, but presentation as related to gender.

+ Plurality became so common over the years as a framework of bigender expression that a whole subforum for plurality emerged on these forums. Lots of plural bigender folks would experience having a "girl side" and a "boy side" in a dual system.

+ There were just as many bigender folks who experienced a neutral/other/middle gender experience besides just being male/female. It really wasn't limited to 2 genders, even if at the time it was very male/female bigender focused."

Aster, Bigender Culture

[bacchuschucklefuck]

they tried to rebrand as The Criminals but riz is literally the city council's treasurer and also turns out people in their late 20s don't really name their friend groups. so now they're The Intrepid Heroes

[lizardkingeliot]

i will always cherish every frame of lestat utterly surrendering and collapsing against louis after being stabbed and allowing himself to be taken in any way louis wants and louis latching onto the side of lestat's neck that we only just barely get a glimpse of through that filthy window 😌

[mipmoth]

The pokemon museums always dealing with some ancient curse or other.

HE KEPT THE JOB!

[sunnymainecoonx]

I know damn well I misunderstood the assignment but we roll, I'll understand it some day

It's killer and dust btw. If you couldn't tell. Which you probably couldn't.. forgor to say but shhh 🤫 Killers having a convo with himself..

..I kinda wanna change my url but idk to what

[keferon]

May I ask what were the best transformers media you ever saw/read?

Well Transformers Prime, Transformers 1986 and IDW comics are having the first place that’s for sure

And then the second place is kind of shared by Fall of Cybertron, Exodus, Prime wars trilogy, Robots in disguise(2001) and Transformers One.

The third place goes to G1, Animated, Earthspark, Armada, War for Cybertron Netflix series, Aligned Robots in disguise, Bumblebee, Rise of the Beasts and Cyberverse because I only liked some little parts of them.

And then I also saw some of the Bay movies, Victory and Headmasters and didn’t like them at all.

Separate first place for J-Decker. It is not exactly Transformers but it is a show about giant robots and I loved it

[theinternetarchive]

i do want to say the reason i made this blog is genuine love for any library, but especially this one that's digitizing entire museums, hundreds of thousands of books, etc. it's just special to live in an internet age where nearly anything you could want to learn can be found...on the internet archive!

[lala-blahblah]

The thing is I don't believe Miles Edgeworth would ever say "I love you" to Nick, and I don't think he would reach out to hold him. But I do think the moment he hears about what's going on with Trucy he would show up at Nick's door with a stack of documentation on adoption and sit down with him for hours as they wade through the legal process to gain custody. One step at a time, you are not alone in this, we'll figure this out together. Acts of service my beloved... Let me ease your burden by taking it on. I love you and want you to be well.

[flame-of-a-candle]

okay I have to write this down before I forget

let's do some math here

ARCANE AGES

What we know at the beginning of the series:

Jinx: Approximately 11 or 12 years old

Vi: Around 14-16 years old

Ekko: Stated to be around 12-13 years old

Cait: When she's introduced she's about 15/16

Mel: 26 during Act I

Jayce: Stated on the Wiki that he is 24

Vik: The in-between (25 lol)

Act II of Season 1: 7 years has gone by

Jinx: 11/12 plus 7, this makes her around 18/19

Vi: 14-16 plus 7, about 21-23

Ekko: 12/13 plus 7, he would be 19/20

Cait: 15/16 plus 7, she's 22/23 (I like the idea of Cait being older than Vi)

Mel: Would be 33 if I can do basic math

Jayce: 31 (more basic math)

Vik: 32 (these three are the easiest to math)

Their ages remain the same throughout Act III and Act I of Season 2. The time skip between Act I and Act II of Season 2 is months. So, if we were to assume people had birthdays, we would simply age them by 1.

Jinx: 19/20

Vi: 22-24

Ekko: 20/21

Cait: 23/24

Mel: 34

Jayce: 32 (more like 55 💀)

Vik: 33

Additional character ages (as of Act II Season 2, or at time of death)

Isha: We don't have an exact age, but judging by her appearance, we can assume she is between 8 and 11.

Sevika: Between 39-41 as of Season 2

Vander: Between 41 and 46, however I'm not entirely sure if Warwick ages the same

Silco: 43-46 at time of death

Sky: ~31 at time of death

Singed: Over the age of 70 according to the Wiki

Ambessa: 60ish years of age

Heimerdinger: As of Act II Season 2, he's roughly 315

Let me know if you want me to add more characters or somethin, I'm a junkie who loves research 😼

Feel free to ask about other fandoms too, any that I've reposted about, probably 😽

[bantersnatch]

i just feel like if your cringe dad marries a gorgeous weirdly young very repressed freak and then leaves the two of you to live alone in the same house together for six months it is your moral responsibility to have an affair. i don't care how evil and annoying they are.