#don't betray me tumblr.

[wouldtheyfuck]

[koka-mi]

[florbelles]

HEARTWARMING: local orphan encounters altruists

[royalarchivist]

If there's one request I can make of you guys, it's that you please please please let me know if I upload something and it doesn't look right (ex: the audio is desynced, the visuals are glitchy, etc.)!!! It's embarrassing!!!!

[spacedoutwitch]

*Kicking open the door* HI HELLO YES I'M BACK

I got sidetracked by holidays, burdened by shoulder pain, and stumped on a few prompts, but I am CAUGHT UP on all the art, and unless Tumblr smacks me with the post limit again, I will ALSO be caught up on all the posting. And I'm making 11 different posts about it, because I'm stubborn. Anyway, this was for day 17, which had the prompts Observer and Feared; obviously, I had to mash the special interests together and draw Jon as a Wings of Fire dragon. Not sure how I didn't draw this sooner, to be honest.

[giggly-squiggily]

Carry On (Blue Lock)

....So Tumblr betrayed me 😅 I wasn't planning on posting this today but since some of y'all already saw it I figured what the heck, right? 🤣🤣🤣 Not mad; just flustered aljrjkerjkaejkrjekrja Anywho; here's a fic I wasn't planning on posting until November! :D

Cloud 9 (Taglist Peeps):

@myreygn @cupcake-spice13

Summary: Chigiri started liking the whole carrying thing he and Kunigami had going on. Of course- nothing in life comes for free: and his hero only accepts a certain currency.

The whole carrying thing- it was rather conflicting for Chigiri.

When it first happened, the redhead was too stunned to really react. They had finished running for an hour and his legs felt like lead. Laying on the grass was nice- even if it was within a pile of groaning, equally sweaty bodies.

“Need a hand, Princess?” Kunigami had blocked out the sun, hand outstretched. With some reluctance he was pulled to his feet, but it didn’t take long before the fatigue kicked in and made his legs buckle.

That’s when Kunigami swept him up- literally. The teasing jeers and annoying kissy noises were mute to the sound of Chigiri’s racing heart.

~~~

The second time it happened was fairly late. He’d just gotten done with the shower when he slipped, falling flat on his face before everyone. Panic ensued- they were all aware of his knee injury at that point- as Isagi grabbed him a towel and Raichi yelled for someone to get help.

“I’m fine- I didn’t tear it.” Chigiri waved them off, more embarrassed than anything. “Can someone hand me my clothes?”

When he was dressed, he was told to come down to the med bay (“We have a med bay?”) to ensure his leg wasn’t injured. That’s when Kunigami did his thing, sweeping him up once more and carrying him there.

“You’re limping- that’s a bad sign.”

“I can walk, Kunigami.”

“Hero’s always help those in need.”

Chigiri pretended the heat in his face was from the earlier ordeal.

~~~

The third time…well, that was just because.

“Ugh, I’m so tired…” Chigiri yawned, stretching his arms high as he and Kunigami left the cafeteria. Belly full and warmed from his bath, the walk back to their shared room with Reo felt like miles. He could easily have ran it if he wanted, but…

“What’s that look for?” Kunigami raised a brow at him, laughing at the innocent expression Chigiri donned. “Don’t tell me- you want a lift?”

“If I lied and said my legs hurt would you carry me?” Chigiri fluttered his lashes, unable to fight down a snort at Kunigami’s dramatic swoon. “I need a hero, someone to carry me back. Who shall do such a thing?”

“Never fear- for I am here!” Kunigami laughed as he gathered him up, earning a small squeak of surprise from the redhead. “Hang on, dear damsel- we’ll be there soon!”

“Who are you calling a damsel?” Chigiri shoved his shoulder lightly, shaking his head. “And take your time- I’m not exactly in a rush to watch Reo destroy my toothbrush again.”

“Long way it is.” Kunigami snickered as he changed course, adjusting his grip on the smaller boy. “Hey…is this okay?”

“I wouldn’t be in your arms if it wasn’t.” Chigiri shrugged, earning a small kiss against his temple. “It felt…weird, the first time you did it. I didn’t know how to react.”

“You got mad at me. For a fair reason.” Kunigami shrugged, the memory bringing a fond expression out. “You told me you’re not made of porcelain.”

“I’m not.” Chigiri nodded. “But…I could have been nicer saying it. Especially since you were just helping me.”

“Water under the bridge- besides; I really should have asked before picking you up like that.” Kunigami shrugged the best he could with Chigiri in his arms. “Now I’ve spoiled you. You want to be carried everywhere.”

“That’s right, hero. You’re my personal chauffeur.” Chigiri snickered, patting Kunigami’s cheek. “I’ll expect you by my side every second of the day, ready to carry me wherever I desire.”

“Tch- well. Chauffeur’s aren’t just there for free, princess. We demand payment!”

“Fair enough. What’s your preferred currency?”

Kunigami grinned, eyes dancing. Oh that look- he knew it all too well.

“I changed my mind, I think I can walk back by myself.” Chigiri squirmed some, looking for a way out of his requested imprisonment. “This was lovely, but I must go-”

“Now now- don’t think you’re getting off this ride without paying!” Kunigami grinned before he ducked down-

*PFFFFFT!*

“GAH! Ahehahahahhahhahaha, nhoohoohoohohoohoho whahahhait!” Chigiri cried, feet kicking like a child as he shoved at his boyfriend, trying to get his head away from his stomach. “Dohoohohohn’t do thahahahhahat!”

“Why not? It’s my preferred currency!” Kunigami laughed before doing it again, blowing another loud raspberry against his skin. Squeaks and squeals of laughter filled the empty hall, meaning following them as Kunigami made his slow return to their room. “After all the rides I’ve given you these past few months, I think I’m owed some backpay!”

“Stahhahahahap, I’m gohoohoohohnna fahhahahhahall!” Chigiri pleaded, relieved when Kunigami did in fact stop. “Ahehehehha, that was meh-EHHEHHEHEAN! AAHAHHAHA HERO!”

“Aww, did you think I was gonna stop with just raspberries? I’ll take the sound of your laughter all day any day.” Kunigami smiled as they came to the room, the hand supporting his legs creeping into the underside of his knees, sending waves of ticklishness throughout him. “This will do nicely as payment; oh here we are.”

Chigiri couldn’t respond, far too giggly. He buried his face into Kunigami’s shirt as they entered the room, squeaking when he was tossed unceremoniously upon the bed. “Wahahahait, wahhahait whahahahit!” He pleaded, backing up as Kunigami climbed over him. “Tihihihihme out!”

“Need a break?” Kunigami raised a brow, laughing as Chigiri hid behind his pillow, face bright red. “Take your time.”

“Heh…ehehhehe…” Chigiri peered at him, squeaking some when he met his boyfriend’s amused eye. Then- without warning, he shoved his pillow into the hero’s face, blinding him temporarily. “Thahahke that!”

Freedom was so close! He tried to run but-

“AH!” Chigiri yelped as he was pulled back in around the waist, the tickles resuming almost immediately. “Kuhuuhuhunigahhahahahhami!”

“Nice try, Princess- but your tab is due!” Kunigami growled dramatically, pressing his face into the redhead’s neck for a healthy round of tickly kisses.

~~~

In the background, Reo blinked as he watched the pair play. Then he looked down at his brand new toothbrush, sighing.

“Dorks.” He groaned as he made his way back to the bathroom, already picking at the bristles.

Thanks for reading!

[nostalgia-tblr]

regretting convincing myself another multi-chapter was "a good idea" and "fun," stuck worrying about the need to update it and the need to finish it in a reasonable timeframe.

[screwpinecaprice]

Just giving an update regarding my Ko-fi requests and Regular commissions!

Just giving an update regarding my Ko-fi requests and Regular commissions! I just woke up but I'm already tired so I can't make a more proper paragraph…ing.

I might have failed to emphasize that unlike Regular commissions, Ko-fi requests are time-based. The amount of time I'm given to draw your request will depend on the amount of Ko-fi tip you give. (You must understand, I can't draw fully colored 20 panels with many full bodies for $12, even if it's my rough and more simple drawing style. Them just having busts/half bodies and maybe one or two full bodies, maybe, sure. But I literally can't do all of that under 12 hours. ). And the speed at which I draw is not consistent.

Ko-fi request details here Regular commission details here [Still under construction]

$1-2 tips will now only be limited to around busts (can still be more than one character though). However we might be able to work around to more body parts shown if I believe it's necessary for the message of the image to be delivered.

I'm pretty sure I can open busts and half body Regular commissions halfway of next month (September). But it is still to be determined if I can do knees and full body.

Not that related (but could be?), there are times or days I'm offline. I could be asleep. I could be at work. I could be avoiding the internet to avoid distractions. (Oftentimes I actively refuse to go in Instagram because it bombards me with cat videos. XD)

I learned the laptop I'm using is not upgradable, and it's basically telling me it could die any moment. Which means must save for a new one (I'm recommended a gamer laptop); which means it's time to activate Grind! I am so going to be super busy for the next months. Also I have been considering saving for a display tablet. I'm using a super cheap Viekk screenless drawing tab and I've been satisfied with the product. so I was also wondering if their display tab is fine too.

[grotesquefl0wer]

who do you ship jason with?

Trigon

Okay I'm kidding (unless...) but tbh I don't really ship him with anyone I just like him with his family (not in an incest way this time, I don't really like pseudoincest). I just like when my boy is happy!!

[neovita]

ooc; i get so nervous being here now because certain things have changed and i feel like im accidentally being rude without meaning to.

[anxietykicksmyass]

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[wispered-dream]

:T

'I was raised/abused by people who used their illness as an excuse to be horrific towards others and said I wasnt ALLOWED to question it (because then I'd be Obstinate, and go to hell)'

and 'then I was abused by someone who used their illness as an excuse to be horrific towards others and said I wasn't ALLOWED to question it (because then I'd be a Bigot, and everyone will hate me when I tell them)'

Sure does explain so much about me.

Turns out:

- Didn't go to Hell for being Obstinate

- Extended family laughed and high fived me for joining the 'canceled by XYZ' club

So while I am perhaps oversensitized to "abusing the good will/sympathy of others"

I see that those who do this are in the real hell.

And I've seen how it comes crashing down so so SO slowly.

Abusing the sympathy of others results in people who are wary of extending that sympathy ever again. It's a net crueler world, no matter how much you say "NO NO ONE WOULD EVER DO THAT!"

They do, people take advantage of good will/sympathy. Especially when you can exploit that sympathy for control.

People do it without realizing it too, and enabling that only makes it worse. Protecting the 'abuser'/abuser in the name of "we gotta say it never happens to immanetize the eschaton!" is its own Cruelty.

You're gonna damn each other if you put yourself in a place where people are too fearful to tell you you're being unfair. Claiming '-ism' like a YuGiOh trap card [especially to people who are victimized by that -ism, RIP] is a fantastic way to do that.

People learn to ignore the ableism accusations or treat it like a joke. And it's not JUST bigotry, as neat of a solution as it sounds. Someone comes out with a Caard of all their mental illnesses and I'm asking myself 'why' not because GRRR HATE MENTALLY ILL, but because there is still a motivation there.

'If you ask why someone would do that you're a bigot!' okay so are they trying to establish that they want special treatment or needs. I am excessively empathetic to that.

But it's not 'I forget about messages sometimes [And if you werent mentally ill it'd OBVIOUSLY be because you just dont care?*] or might infodump [on nerd websites? How dare you!*]', it's "Here's the disorder I say I have according to the description I give of it, if it's contrary to any knowledge, experience, or literature on the subject it's because you're a bigot."

Personally I just try to treat everyone assuming they COULD be ill, I find everyone could use kindness. I think that's a better model, but the neurodivergent are uniquely suffering or whatever.

"It's not that I want special treatment, I just want to be the same as everyone else gets to be" You are imagining an ideal that does not exist. Even the fabled Neurotypicals are deserving of things like Patience.

See to me it looks like you're only willing to offer those kind of things to people who will tell you their psychiatric histories. My experience with people who have done the caard thing has so regularly been such! Whereas my experience with people who have severe illness [a majority of my friends] are much more *example* or *event* focused.

[gothixm00nz]

I accidentally broke the screen of my laptop and now I have no energy or will to do anything. The worst part is knowing that the laptop still works PERFECTLY and it's just screen damage, but not being able to fix it because I have absolutely no money right now. Any amount of money I make goes directly to my cat for vet bills, cat food, and kitty litter. I can't get my screen fixed if I wanted because nobody would fix it for free. At least not anybody close to me and I'm not willing to ship my laptop off to someone to have it fixed because of shipping fees and the fear that it can and probably will get lost in transit.

I just hate how much my life feels like one big joke after the other. Why can't I just be productive and somewhat happy without being torn down by the universe? This shit just isn't okay anymore.

That laptop had my fanfic shit, sure. That sucks. But what really sucks is I'm a freelance writer to make extra money. With that laptop, my side gig dies. The only way I could make money in between jobs dies. I am left at square one yet again. I had that laptop for three years. That's three years of work just down the drain.

Now I can't do anything. I'm screwed and I get to be the fucking person in the family who has to beg people for aid in getting my cat food and litter because the universe or God wishes to test me. I don't need to be tested, I need to just be okay so I don't fall into a deep dark rut again. I'm just so tired and I don't want to keep fighting to have even just a tiny bit of happiness anymore.

[foone]

Your posts are in an AI model

and then Tumblr decided to sell them to AI models.

Now, don't get me wrong, tumblr selling out the users to AI companies is bad, yes, they shouldn't do that. It sucks.

but don't lets get this confused: your posts were already in there. Tumblr selling them is about tumblr making some money and about the AI models having more exhaustive post collections. It's not about your posts being in an AI model, vs not being in one. That battle has already been lost.

Can you find your post on google? Then it's almost certainly in an AI model already. Think about it: These AI sites showed up before all the sites were making deals to sell their users' content, right? How do you think they built them in the first place?

They scraped the posts. Just like google and bing and such do when they build their search indexes.

It's a fundamental part of how the open web works: you want your posts on tumblr to be visible to users, right? You want them to be readable?* Like, look how much stuff broke when twitter changed their whole read-while-not-logged-in policy, ruining a bunch of thread links/NSFW links. And if it's visible, it's scrapable. That's what the AI models were built on.

I've done website scraping before (not for AI models, of course. I was doing search engines and website archival), this is just how it works. You hire a few relatively smart CS graduates and tell them "build me a scraper that'll give us a bunch of tumblr posts" and they go off for a month or two and come back with a database of a few billion posts, and you stuff that into your AI model. That's how they got all the deviantart and flickr and twitter and pinterest and so on posts. They didn't pay for them: they just took them.

They only ever pay for this shit because either:

they fucked up in such a way that the site might be able to sue them for taking rather than paying

They can buy them cheaper than they can finish taking them. Maybe they'd need to pay the CS grads for an extra month? well, that might be more expensive than just throwing the site a couple hundred thousand bucks.

ANYWAY: my point is, don't treat this "oh no tumblr is selling our posts to AI" like it's a big thing that might happen and it would be bad to happen. Yes, it's bad, tumblr shouldn't do this, this'll let AI models get continual updates of content for far easier than just scraping them would be, tumblr betrayed user trust, and so on...

but realistically, this is not a black and white matter of "if only tumblr didn't do this, then we'd be safe from AI models!"

Nope. We already lost that battle. I'm sorry, and it does suck, but that's just how it is. The avalanche has already started, it's too late for the pebbles to vote. * I'm assuming here that you don't run a private blog that's set to only followers or something. You'd be safer then, of course, but you're not really my target audience for this rant

[cratis]

Being sure to know a word for 10+ years and then hearing an american saying it for the first time in a completely different way you thought it was in your head is the psych version of a slap, not only the pain but the indignity of it. Like, how dare you? That word was my friend and you insult it so blatantly in front of my own eyes.

[lilium-in-blue]

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