#dont feed the troll and stay safe

[angiemaniac]

IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT

Hello fellow followers! This is an important message to everyone who is following me or is a mutual, because people have been receiving hateful DMs from people who left or was banned from the server I run.

Recently, we had a member who left, making several of the server members uncomfortable with less peaceful behavior. We've decided to ban them for safety to prevent from having them go after people associated with the server.

Unfortunately, this person has been spreading misinformation and false rumors on what has been happening and has had potential associates or multiple accounts harassing me and my own friends. They left after we have tried to de-escalate their acts of passive aggressiveness, rage baiting, and other unsavory behavior such as the screenshots below:

(These messages and users are censored to prevent sending hate or seeing iffy slurs being used. These are messages sent to me, and my friends who help me run the server when I am busy with work.)

If you see these users on any social media platform or discord, report them, DM us their username, and block them immediately.

DO NOT ENGAGE WITH THEM.

If you proceed to repeat the cycle of hateful interactions, you are not a follower or a supporter of mine. I do not want drama and destruction to happen here.

Thank you and stay safe!

[stormborn-witch]

Not witchcraft related but worth a share!

hello board of education here is my proposal for a new mandatory k12 curriculum class

[notmyprey]

Hi! Uhm I’m new, I love your blog! But I’m just nervous I’ll be judged by others that I like this stuff

Hey I am so so sorry about how long it took me to get to this. I have been thinking this over quite a bit, since this is in fact a very serious thing. (I also have been really busy, which hasn't helped in the speed at which I answer asks)

Firstly, thank you! I am always so happy when people find my art/content as entertaining as I do!

Secondly, in regards to the judgment.

Unfortunately, no matter what you do, someone will judge you. But when you want something enough, when you care about something enough, you will find places and groups where that judgment lessens. I have found my place here, a place where, although no one knows my irl name, they know me by a name I answer to. Although no one knows my face, they do know a truer face of myself than many do in real life. People here know me and often know a more freeing part of me.

I think being here, on Tumbler, has been so freeing and overall rewarding. I know you may be scared of the judgment, but there are ways to lessen it. (I will give tips on how to do this later on)

Although our community has its faults, it is kind at heart and truely is trying to do what they think is best to keep others safe. Although many disagree with the methods, it always comes back to the fact that we want to have a safe place to express ourselves. This, our community, in reality, is a decently safe place.

That being said, I know the fear of harassment is very real. So if you guys want my tips on how to avoid harassment, here are some things I've found:

Dont post political views (outside of DNI lists) on your sfw vore blog. This often can lead to people who dont agree with your view on said matter to seek you out for hate. I have seen this time and time again, I whole heartedly recommend a dedicated blog to that stuff, or even creating a new/separate account for it.

Dont spam tags. This is basic, but often overlooked. Make sure you tag your posts right, or people may block you because you did post something triggering and they saw it.

Dont reblog Willy nilly. This can lead to mishaps, such as accidentally rebloging a post from an nsfw blog. Try to make sure you are rebloging from people you know are safe.

Dont threaten, even jokingly, anyone unless you make it 100% clear it is a joke. This goes for your friend, others, and even people who are mean to you. This is often overlooked, but can easily come to bite you in the ass when your words are used to make you look violent and sporadic.

If people criticize you, even unjustly, try to at least think about where those words may be coming from. I have someone call me a pedo in the past, and although I am very ace, I understand it was probably coming from a place of hurt. Whether it was their hurt or someone they knew, it was probably a subject that was important, and if they see any of the same trends as when they/another was hurt, they will point it out. Dont get angry and aggressive, no matter how much you want to. If you need to, step away.

If troll annons start invading your ask box, either turn off annon or stop answering. Answering annons like that too often only fuels the fire, trolls, not haters, but trolls specifically feed off of your reaction. There is nothing for you to often grasp onto in those moments since the face you are talking to is faceless. So, either scarcely answer trolls, or dont answer them at all.

Dont get involved in community discourse when possible. Unless your hand is forced or it is an unavoidable matter, it is best to stay out of discourse. If you still want to know what others thing/help in a muxg safer way, often, I will message others I trust about their views on the matter (or if they are involved asking if they are doing ok), but rarely anything beyond that. Its difficult, seeing people you know be in the rough situations, but often stepping in when not necessary leads to more problems than it does help.

Please note that these are just some of the things I do that help me. Other people may have their own way of keeping harassment away from their blog, but this is mine.

[nana2009]

Perhaps some more Danny with davekat if you are sill taking requests? Like maybe some domestic davekat and Danny is also there?

so sorry 4 the wait anon! i couldnt think of many domestic scenarios, so i hope u can forgive me with these doots + sum headcanons m(_ _)m

With Dave:

baby Danny really likes to bite him! Especially since human flesh is soft, so it gets addicting for a growing wriggler……

it's very much fun to climb up his parents', but his favourite playground is dave since he's taller and bulkier. on the same topic, he also prefers dave to carry him (one of the motives is the one cited above)

he gets more naughty and playful when dave tries to take care of him. examples include: bathtime, feeding, getting dressed, being put to sleep, etc. while he is more well-behaved with karkat(albeit still fussy like all kids)

human and troll body warmth are different, and although karkat's mutation makes him very warm, it's a little too much to the kid, which makes him rather cuddle to dave(specifically under his arms or even worse, directly on top of his nose…)

he acidentally pinches dave sometimes when being held, but it's not on purpose :(

kinda weird one, but when danny's in a vulnerable position(ex.: using his diaper) he gets alert when dave(or anyone other than karkat) is around, and stares straight into their soul. troll instincts not fully identifying him as a lusus or smth idk

With Karkat:

as i mentioned before, much better behaved with karkat, although it may be because he's much more strict than dave

even if he prefers dave in question of comfort, he would rather stay with karkat if possible, since troll reasons idklolz

karkat grabs him by the scruff like a kitten because i think thats cute

more cat-like habits include: getting super close to danny if he feels threatened, keeping very close watch no matter where(at least during his toddler years), purring and chirring to make him feel safe :3

danny likes climbing karkat too, but its really so he can stay either on his chest or his hair(his favourite parts in question of warmth)

they share much more common interests, although personality-ways he matches more with dave

on the topic of personalities, he's very ill-tempered. not as much as karkat, but he's much quicker to explode(especially as a little grub!)

and another thing relating to his troll/human hybrid thing, his instincts really collide with eachother, since dave is not a troll, danny subconsciouly think of it as danger but also as a lusus, while the human genes stop him from like, screeching or attacking or crying since it knows its his parent and doesn't have the "stranger danger" signal. I might get in depth on that hybrid effect in another post if you guys get interested but for now thats it since i dont want to make this post long (ﾉ∀＼*)

again, sorry again anon!!

bonus image :3 whatthehell is this font

[thisblogwilleatourselves]

whoops, didnt see the rest of the other anons. last person was unnecessarily ableist; popped up onto my feed and i just thought id swing by and be nice. others gotta learn its their feed, nd while triggers are triggers you didnt go after that one folk in particular so i dont know why theyre so pressed. just block or try to educate. stay safe brother

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[late-nite-scholar]

As an Internet Old, let me give you some sage advice from back in the day: don't feed the troll.

The only way is to starve those fuckers out. Block, report, and ignore, and be ruthless about it. They thrive on getting a reaction out of you. You absolutely do not need to engage them! You don't! You don't 'lose' by dropping a block on them! Their whole purpose is to be an asshole, and if they get a reaction, they think they've 'won' something. Don't give them a second more than the time it takes to block. They aren't interested in meaningful discourse and you owe them nothing!

Be safe out there kiddos.

if you’re like. 14 and trans on tumblr rn and getting ur first anon hate from terfs. word of advice. stop responding to that shit. theyre only gonna send more, it’s only gonna make you spiral even if you put on a strong face. report + block messages as soon as they come in, don’t let them sit in your inbox it’s gonna make you feel like shit. turn off anon for a few days, block anyone suspicious in your notes liberally for a little while. repeat as needed. don’t give them the time of day. it sucks, but like. i dont know any trans person on the internet with any following who hasn’t gotten some disgusting messages. just. be safe yknow

[fagsystem]

block and move on yall. dont feed the trolls. stay safe

[cryptvokeeper]

I dont really go here anymore but figured I'd warn folks

Somi Malek's back, and she's discovered that Tumblr asks no longer have a reasonable text limit

So if you get an unreasonably long anon that starts with something along the lines of "Dream groaned" go ahead and immediately delete it. do not pass go, do not collect $200, just scroll to the bottom very fast, block the anon and delete it, in that order.

stay safe folks, and dont feed the troll.✌️

[felismiscellaneous]

Casonverse Expo

ok so after you see this you Cannot save it. the whole thing about the casonverse is that its solely “oral” and memory based. i cannot write down “rules” to it or anything. this post Will be lost to time and youll just have to deal with that

ok so. we begin. our story. w/ an explanation on how ectobiology has been going on earth c. basically, every once in a while to increase genetic diversity, a babeh between two of the original founders is created randomly, and said founders get to decide if they want to adopt that babeh or not.

now its been a very very long time on earth c and all of these bitches are immortal. yep. every single one. even the non godtiers, they get an immortality boon for winning the game. you know whats also a boon? all of the players getting revived. yep. every single one. because this is my au and i can do what i want.

anyways as i was saying basically at some point a babeh between john and karkat is made and this time theyre like “yeah ok well adopt this one” SO. they be goin there. and the ONE TIME they decide this is the right time the baby is fuckin BROKE. the internal organs of trolls and humans dont mesh very well when the genes are combined in the ectomachine, and this baby is basically just dying very slowly. this baby isssss Casey! well, shes not named that by her parents, but well just call her Casey for now.

john and karkat do their fuckin best to keep this thing alive but her tiny baby body is completely dysfunctional. and doesnt last very long. This is Traumatizing for Everyone Involved. anyways!! a pretty long time after that we have Cason and Jones. they were spawned at the same time. Jones is rose and kanayas horrible ectospawn, and Cason happens to be another equally horrible spawn between john and karkat! they decide to adopt this one, and fortunately it lives. This was Their First Mistake.

but before we get into Cason, lets get into Jones. Jones is,,,, very socially awkward. in fact, she often comes off as creepy to everyone else. this makes her very clingy towards her mothers, who arent That terrible at parenting. theyve got quirks, but theyre good for her. Jones doesnt really have any friends, except this Totally Cool and Not at All Dangerous cult she gets dragged into! this is the second secret shes ever kept from her mothers. the first is that shes the one who keeps bringing snails into the house. Jones likes snails, but shes not good at taking care of them. she just keeps bringing them into the house and feeding them her snack. her snack is rat poison. snails like and digest rat poison safely. snails! she likes them.

ALSO APPARENTLY SHE CAN SEE GHOSTS???? yeah lets get into that. see, Casey becomes a Regular Ghost after she dies. not a dream ghost, just a plain ol ghost. and anyways, shes around the same age as everyone else if not a year older due to Ghost Rules now, and Cason is the only one that seems to be able to see her. and then theres Jones. Jones is absolutely stunning to Casey and yes she falls so hard in dokis. but Jones is trying to ignore the fact that she can see ghosts. it makes her feel like even more of an outcast. ooooo drama! anyways those two have their own background plot going on about fighting eldritch gods or something idk.

LETS GET BACK TO CASON. see. Cason. is The Worst. like, genuinely. ever since he was a kiddo, he was a completely spoiled brat from day one, and spent his childhood Looking Down on People for multiple reasons. for one, hes the son of TWO FUCKING FOUNDERS AND RAISED BY THEM, two he got away with EVERYTHING, and three i think its just in his nature. Cason prides himself in being knowledgeable and better than everyone else, but he is not like Other Egomaniacs((tm.))

Cason doesnt necessarily care about being liked, even if he WAS a great manipulator, or being the best at Everything. he couldnt care less about sports or popularity. all he wants, is Control. just like hes had since day one. This is Terrible for Everyone Involved.

but most terrible for anyone, is Tippie Piyjon. Tippie is terezi and nepetas ectospawn, which, really started it all. now, terezi and nepeta are not horrible people, or even necessarily horrible parents, but theyre just not suited for it. Tippie raised herself on romance novels and the like, especially after being sortve taken in as a goddaughter by karkat almost immediately after she was born. and, because of this, she got to meet Cason very early on. there was hardly ever a day where the two werent around eachother, whether they liked it or not. in school, at their own house, wherever. now, being around Cason of all people all the time, meant you knew exactly how he operated.

and well, Tippie figured that, maybe, if she was just good enough, she could change him. and Cason used that to his full advantage. the two became moirails, which was Fucked Up for Everyone Involved, and grew ever closer. now Cason, being Cason, was Extremely Emotionally Abusive to Tippie. she had to do what he asked, whatever it was, even if it wasnt morally right, she had to stay by his side, she couldnt cry in front of his parents, she had to get good grades so he wouldnt look bad, so many damn things she had to do. even if he never once laid a finger on her, her mental health was, slowly but surely, chiseled down.

every attempt at defying him was met with such coldness, or hed act more warm towards her, so surely she was doing something right and had to keep going. just had to be good enough. hell get better eventually. Cason earns the title of #1 Gaslighter Extraordinare. the only place she found any solace away from him was grubscouts, which she joined on her own terms when she was very young, and at the time was a camp counselor even! this lasted. for so many years.

Cason is nineteen whenever i depict him, and Tippie is seventeen, but very nearly eighteen. eventually, she cant take it anymore, and snaps at him. usually this doesnt last, and he would manage to calm her down eventually, but shes fucking Tired of it. he hasnt changed. not even a bit. well. Cason cant have that, now can he? the first time he lays a hand on her, he slaps her across the face. Big Mistake. though terrified, Tippie lashes out, and claws Casons left eye out, making a terribly deep gash that would leave him permanently blind in that eye whether or not he got treatment.

this scares the SHIT out of her, and Tippie runs off, for the first time, to her mothers. as she cries, she recounts how terrible everythings been and how she didnt mean it and shes sorry and- theres nothing to apologize for. its very clear, that they shouldve stepped in sooner, shouldve noticed something was wrong. meanwhile, Cason crawls home to his own dads, who are rightfully spooked seeing their son with a horrifically bloody face and a gouged eyeball. they only had a second to try and comfort him, before he snapped at them, showing a bit of his true nature to them for the first time, and also, terezi showing up behind him. after a thorough explanation which was mostly just a few stern, if a little tearful words, Casons parents are completely mortified. karkat quickly kicks him out in an act of raw emotion. no chance to grab clothes, or for john to interject, Cason is left outside, alone, and with absolutely no power left. what will he do?

theres also other characters but theyre like babies so they dont have much characterization and also arent very important to the story. but here they are ig:

owen, jade and daves child. hes like, 3. he likes sticks and playing in mud. hes 3 what more do you want from him

siyren, aradia and feferis kiddo. shes like, 6. she likes ballet, arts and crafts, and being snooty

damien, eridan and solluxs kid. hes 10, likes calling people slurs over xbox, and overcompensating since his parents waited so damn long to adopt him after his slimebirth

killer, who named himself, aradia and sollux kid. hes like 11 or something. he likes being edgy and has the same issue as damien. in fact, all but siyren have this issue

toga bitch, who i have currently yet to name, aradia and eridans kid. shes 12. she likes earth rome and chilling in public fountains. a burgundy whose violetkin

wemon wemon, who is also currently unnamed, feferi and eridans kid. hes 13, the oldest. he likes earth lemon demon and horror special effects

carrie, feferi and solluxs kid. shes like 11, likes dance dance revolution and earth 9s

rosie, calliope and roxys bab, whos a baby. jane is also her mom

ben, tippies far future carapacian bf, who likes boring shit like birdwatching and scrapbooking. malewife supreme. a very soft dude, and just wants to help his gf w/ her trauma and join her grubscout troop on earning badges. just a great, if boring guy

notkonyyl, just as unnamed, a notcanadian oliveblood who enjoys going to the gym, frequenting bars, being cool, flirty, and defending her moirail to the death

notkuprum, haha unnamed, is a human, and the moirail to notkonyyl. he likes things like being annoying, flirting with everyone taller than him ((most people)), the nintendo switch, and defending his moirail to the death

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DEPRESSION

Suicide Hotline: 1-800-SUICIDE (2433) – Can use in US, U.K., Canada and Singapore

Suicide Crisis Line: 1-800-999-9999

National Suicide Prevention Helpline: 1-800-273-TALK (8255)

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Suicide & Depression Crisis Line – Covenant House: 1-800-999-9999

Trans Lifeline: https://www.translifeline.org/

National Alliance on Mental Illness  www.nami.org

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National Child Abuse Helpline: 1-800-422-4453

National Domestic Violence Crisis Line: 1-800-799-SAFE (7233)

National Domestic Violence Hotline (TDD): 1-800-787-32324

Center for the Prevention of School Violence: 1-800-299-6504

Child Abuse Helpline: 1-800-4-A-CHILD (1-800-422-4453)

Domestic Violence Helpline: 1-800-548-2722

Healing Woman Foundation (Abuse): 1-800-477-4111

Child Abuse Hotline Support & Information: 1-800-792-5200

Women’s Aid National Domestic Violence Helpline: (UK Only) 0345 023 468

Sexual Abuse Centre: (UK Only) 0117 935 1707

Sexual Assault Support (24/7, English & Spanish): 1-800-223-5001

Domestic & Teen Dating Violence (English & Spanish): 1-800-992-2600

Rape and Incest National Network Online Help Center: https://ohl.rainn.org/online/

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National Association for Children of Alcoholics: 1-888-55-4COAS (1-888-554-2627)

National Drug Abuse: 1-800-662-HELP (4357)

Al-Anon/Alateen Hope & Help for young people who are the relatives & friends of a problem drinker): 1-800-344-2666

Alcohol/Drug Abuse Hotline: 1-800-662-HELP (4357)

Be Sober Hotline: 1-800-BE-SOBER (1-800-237-6237)

Cocaine Help Line: 1-800-COCAINE (1-800-262-2463)

24 Hour Cocaine Support Line: 1-800-992-9239

Ecstasy Addiction: 1-800-468-6933

Marijuana Anonymous: 1-800-766-6779

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National Youth Crisis Support: 1-800-448-4663

Youth America Hotline: 1-877-YOUTHLINE (1-877-968-8454)

Covenant House Nine-Line (Teens): 1-800-999-9999

Boys Town National: 1-800-448-3000

Teen Helpline: 1-800-400-0900

TeenLine: 1-800-522-8336

Youth Crisis Support: 1-800-448-4663 or 1-800-422-0009

Runaway Support (All Calls are Confidential): 800-231-6946

Child Helpline: (UK Only) 0800 1111

Kids Helpline: (Australia) 1800 55 1800

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AAA Crisis Pregnancy Center: 1-800-560-0717

Pregnancy Support: 1-800-4-OPTIONS (1-800-467-8466)

Pregnancy National Helpline: 1-800-356-5761

Young Pregnant Support: 1-800 550-4900

Abortion Services Websites

https://exhaleprovoice.org

http://yourbackline.org

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[vaporwave-trolls]

How hard is it to get into red with akemii,seanea or blomst

theyre all shitty im sorry

i think ive answered something similar with akemii before but hers can be a little tricky as she even tends to forget that quadrant exists she doesnt believe she really deserves love so she doesnt think about it and she can be oblivious about advances so you need to specifically say you want her to be your mate or everythings gonna go over her head, you need to pretty much validate her existence as a person since shes very used to being quiet and staying in the background , if you can make her feel safe your already halfway there, really just treat her normally and just not as a punching bag physically or emotionally cus thats what shes used too, also doing activities help like going out to do things, cooking together,watching something ect, these are all things her “friends” dont do

Seaneas actually already taken in red so i’ll make it short but she likes trolls that match her energy,loud,harsh,violent she wants somone who will tear up a city with her she also highly feeds off complements 

blomst,yiiiiikes,you need a hard skin to be red with her shes more like teziki where a one night stand is more likely. blomst is harsh by nature she has a huge difficulty with showing real kind emotion where as most my trolls who are “mean” tend to be soft with there red blomst cant, you need to be able to read between the lines she does nice things but will come off as harsh verbally everytime. she needs someone who can tell when shes trying to be nice, a major indicator is if she does anything for you without asking for something in return. she tends to react positively to physical touch and kind gestures, if you put time into learning about her it doesnt even need to be directly she would appreciate it. and if you do catch her in a very odd calm state dont tease her on it just go with it or shes gonna go back to being snappy in an instant.she leans more towards strong trolls and it helps if you take her out to do something she spends a lot of time in her church alone so even just stepping out to look at the ocean is nice . also something little but bring her fresh fruit and cut it for her she really would love that a lot you have no idea its make her chest hurt 

[tallat-of-thralls]

To my darling witchlings;

This is something i have experienced for years as both a lowkey and out of the broom closet witch amd would like to let you know that your confusing situations are not an isolated incedent.

Typically, as soon as you accept a spiritual identity (and it really doesn't have to do with witchcraft) you'll notice mentors, gurus, and other "divine" practitioners suddenly appearing from the wood work. All though i thoroughly enjoy the abundance of knowledge that comes from like minded and/or open minded individuals allow me to express some red flags that certain toxic enlightened individuals may express.

Even though some spiritual people sometimes have a wise (perhaps knowitall) air about them and you can learn from individuals that practice strange or taboo rites, be careful.

There are many charlatans, sooth sayers, bots, and self promoters that have only their self serving agenda in mind.

Im not saying ignore those people, i say listen to what they say taking a grain of cat litter with every phrase or lesson.

Some of these people might, with out previous interaction, arbitrarily message you one evening telling you that you are chosen and "deemed" worthy.

Look, your practice is valid and worthy without some guru blessing off on your studies. You dont *need* to be deemed worthy by a group or what have you to have a connection with your higher-self or deities.

Also, remember internet safety and protect yourself from digital flounderers as much as you ward yourself from evil spirits. Keep personal information to a minimum, dont give out bank numbers or credit information, avoid sharing residential addresses. The digital word has an equivalency to spiritual realms today. The internet, as far it has been recorded, is a plethora of knowledge and communication not seen in history. It can only be understood as another world with its own culture.

Like the spirit world, bad things lurk behind every corner trying to take advantage of your new found perspective. You don't have to buy or plead for your spirituality. Dont believe an entity or holyman that says you do.

Protect your mind and spirit by having a healthy level of skepticism with every new person or piece of information (including stuff from my blog), practice safe web browsing, and dont feed the trolls. (You dont owe your spiritual covenant to anyone swimming around in the digital ocean nor do you owe anyone a fight).

Stay safe and stay wise. Not every guru, teacher, oracle, prophet, or peer, has your best interest in mind.

Safe Passages darlings,

AethyrSecretary 🌙

[missmonkeymode]

My story with google + since its ending soon

So, first things first. How did I get on google plus in the first place? Honestly I'm not fully sure, I think it was a mix of youtube being glued onto google plus, my brother using it, and maybe being lonely I don't fully know. I remember the first thing I did, it was basically add a bunch of pokemon stuff to my feed and follow my brother. Nothing much really happened then, but the more important part is what happened a little bit later, like a couple of months after I made the account. I found a group of people who roleplayed warrior cats. I know, warrior cats. I was intrigued by the thought of roleplaying, since it was like a joint story (in my eyes at least). I immediately joined and made my first oc ever. Her name was Ivy, she's a young cat who hated everything and everyone and was weirdly strong. I made her design in a dolldevine thing. Funny thing though, I didn't even read one book about warrior cats before I joined the group.

That was technically the first time I had internet friends. I remember thinking that everyone was like, cool older teenagers but I found out recently that the closest friend I had was literally 2 years older than me  so who would've thought. Eventually, the community got more and more inactive, and we just stopped. We stopped roleplaying with each other, and I think I was the only one who stuck with google plus from that group weirdly. This lasted until like, mid 2015 I wanna say? I dont't fully remember, but it doesn't fully matter, just by 2015 we split up.

So mid 2015 to early 2016 I literally remember nothing from them except liking minecraft youtubers (VAGUELY THO). All I do remember is getting kicked from this one group for breaking the rules once, but screw them right? I was messing around on youtube, and I found Jacksepticeyes playthrough of undertale in February of 2016. I fell in love with undertale. To be honest, I think that was one of the most intense hyper fixation I've ever had oopsie. I started following anything related to Undertale, including rp blogs since I knew what they were. Then I found someone who roleplayed Ink Sans.

Now about 7th grade me: I wasn't at the best place if I'm honest. I didn't have any friends, mostly what I did was read since I didn't have a phone at the time, I was extremely antisocial, and all I remember is like, the only time I had fun at school was watching the theatre kids dick around in theatre class even though I was too timid to actually say hi.

7th grade me was a different person than now me, even though I still have some traits from older me. But hey we ain't here to hear kit talk about how she thinks her life changed and junk we here about g+ baybee

So when I found this Ink Sans roleplayer, I checked out their blog since I was really into undertale aus and Ink Sans was new to me. I immediately followed after I saw their content. I was in awe, this person was a great rper, was everything 7th grade me wished to be (funny, confident, friendly, all that good jazz), and they liked undertale. I started commenting on their post, and we became friends. I remember becoming friends with them, and befriending their friends. I still know who they are to this day, and I still follow them even if we're not really friends anymore. Eventually the Ink Sans rper made a group where their friends hung out, and you can imagine how shocked and excited I was. Who'd like plain old Kit, all she does is read. But nevertheless, I dedicated the good chunk of 2016 in that group.

Overtime, I learned everyones name and stopped referring to them as their character. Ink Sans's mun's name was Uki, a Gaster Sans became Izzy, a Flowey became a Cy, etc etc. Everyone was older than me, I was the youngest in the group. I remember good things about that place, but one thing I don't remember is how horny e veryone was besides me. Lowkey I think because of skeleporn that they posted that I use to get fluseterd when thinking of sans f. So people were chilling on the server, then Uki got into homestuck. SHe got the others into homestuck, and I believe I was the last one to get into it (mostly because of my brother lol). So we all were posting about homestuck, and as a joke, Uki invited as many Eridan rpers to the server (since she had a crush on eridan lol) and eventually a dude named Myth joined. I'm a mutual to him on tumblr now so thats poppin. Myth is a good friend but he wasn't the quietest person. Eventually because of how rowdy it got, Uki's mom found out about the server and banned her from social media.

Everyone was devastated after that, especially her boyfriend Cy, and that launched the group into a weird limbo where we'd talk to each other and still be friends outside of the group, but not actually be active in the group. Officially it died in summer of 2016, but if I had to say when it died, I would say late winter after Uki left it died. 2016 came and went, and now its 2017 with a good chunk of friends still being into homestuck, so we decided to start roleplaying together as homestuck ocs. That's when things get weird and take a turn towards the sour.

So Izzy, the person who was gaster, started dating this papyrus roleplayer, who we called pap. Myth Introduced us to some more people and then yeah. OH WAIT I FORGOT TO MENTION LOGAN AND LGBT! So this group was the first time I figured out that the lgbt community existed, and Logan was a Pansexual gal who had a lot of drama irl but overall was pretty chill. BACK TO THE STORY!

So everyone had an oc, and everyone was at various places in their roleplaying life. Some people they were great at it, some people didn't start rping until the group started, some people were rusty at it but has some expirence (that twas me).  Because of this group I opened up MSPaint and actually figured out how it worked and start using it. It was fun but some people were..... unsavory to be kind. What I'm going to say in the spoilers contains tw of being sexually gross and suicide.

Around spring Izzy and Pap's relationship started getting shakey, and Izzy wanted to break up with Pap. At the time I had no idea what happened, but apparently Pap threatened Izzy with suicide if she did break up with him.  Izzy told Logan about it, and Logan told everyone to unfollow him. I didn't since I didn't know what was happening, but Pap was shunned from the group and I have no idea what they're doing today. It was a good thing to, his character were gross. Again, I didn't realize it at the time but like, his homestuck characters were fucking WILD. If I remember correctly (and i do) one of his characters tried to hump other characters and yeah that was bad. I made my character punch him and was bout to rip off his troll dick so yeah I did register that that was bad, but I didn't realize the gravity of it. Also another one of his characters kidnapped another character and had them as a sex slave maybe? yeah so good riddance to him.

Tl;DR Pap was gross and bad, so he's gone.

So like, late 2017, the rp group went inactive and some people I still know and talk to. A guy called Muff that joined later is still a good friend of mine. But that split up, and each person just stopped using google+ all together. All that really stayed was Myth, Izzy, and Muff. Logan had something happened with an ex and now deleted her account. I don't know what happened to her, all that she's safe. Cy just slowly moved to a new site, and we didn't stay in contact. 2018 rolled in, and I decided to be more out there and like, try to actually do things irl so that's where I changed from middle school Kit to Kit right now. I still used google+, I found some more friends whom are way better than some of the people who I interreacted with in 2017. Nothing eventful happened that year, but it was an amazing year nevertheless. Now early summer 2018 happened and i found jojo's bizarre adventure, and to my surprise some of my newer friends liked jojo! So we bonded over that, somehow passed them while reading/watching it, and life is going good. Then the announcement thhat google+ is ending happened.

Everyone, and when I say everyone I mean everyone, freaked out. A little bit about google+ culture is that you can literally become friends with everyone no matter follower count or post, it was a great place to make friends. Everyone was in a tizy about how they were going to keep their friends since nobody wanted to lose them. Another thing about google+ culture is how terrible the site is. To anyone here who's familiar with tumblr, imagine the tumblr staff but they dont fix bugs and don't care much about the site, and that's honestly the google+ staff. So everyone jokes about how the site is bad, there was a meme that was created to poke fun at the bugs (it was gold stars), and everyone said "when will this god forsaken site ended". Literally at first nobody knew if the announcement was real or not thats how much people joked about the end of google plus.

According to an article, the original end date was going to be in August. This was announced early this year, so people had time to plug other social media and things like that. But, that wasn't the fate of google+. Somehow someone leaked information about some users, so the google+ team decided to end it earlier. Tomorrow google plus won't be google plus, it'll be google business. Luckily I got peoples twitter and tumblr and all that jazz but.... damn. Who would've thought that google plus would end. None of us certainly did.

[everypieceintoafire]

my homestuck fics on ao3 - a smallish masterpost

I realised I only had these linked on a custom page, which isn't very mobile-friendly, so here they are.

Let There Be Light

An Earth-Shattering Confession was the first fic I ever finished and, aside from an abandoned Star Trek story, the first of my fiction to see the light of day since the mid-00s. I wrote the first chapter on our netbook, sleepless, sat up in bed, uploaded by morning, and I had no idea where I was going with it. Two days later I was uploading chapter two. I had so much fun.

It's about a trans girl who comes out to her friends. That's pretty much it. It's like fifty percent pesterlog.

The amazing thegeekgene has performed the whole thing!

TT: I've been meaning to ask you for a favor. And that favor comes with a confession. TT: It's rather a large favor. GA: I See GA: How Does It Compare To The Size Of The Confession GA: Are We Talking Mountains And Burrowbeast Hills Or TT: The confession is, if anything, larger. TT: Earth-shattering, if you will. Or possibly Alternia-shattering. One way or another one of our planets is going to get caught in the shockwave created by my horrifying secret. TT: The moment I open my mouth to speak the terrible truth will be remembered in the histories of advanced civilizations as the origin point of the bizarre spatial anomaly that erased this world, burrowbeasts and all, from the universe. TT: You may wish to bring a portable transportalizer so you can escape to a less doomed planet once I've opened my heart to you. GA: I Am Afraid I Have No Such Device GA: But As A Troll I Am Capable Of Surviving The Vacuum Of Space For Several Minutes Without Suffering Harm GA: Its Entirely Possible My Mysterious Rainbow Drinker Powers Will Extend That GA: And According To The Book You Loaned Me Two Weeks Ago A Mere Thirty Seconds Is All You Need Before A Helpful Soul In A Passing Spaceship Arrives To Affect A Rescue GA: Provided Said Ship Is Powered By An Engine Sufficiently Humorous And Improbable GA: So We Can Assume I Will Live Through This Momentous Event GA: And With That Assumption Safely Made And Acknowledged By All Parties Move On To The Confession Itself TT: Ah.

The Other Girl came next and is a one-pager about dysphoria.

On Bananas followed that and is basically about how I don't understand Spironolactone.

These stories are grouped together in a series called Let There Be Light. There's also the unfinished stories Growing Up Again and We'll Stand Up Together, which may well continue at some point!

Prompts

Finding the Path was written (mostly on trains and in a great hurry) as a pinch-hit for Homestuck Ladyfest 2013. It's patchy, but the dialogue is kind of fun (primarily because I only had about two days to write it so I wrote the dialogue first and filled in everything else after).

AG: Where did you land? GA: I Am Stuck In A Tree GA: It Is Not Dignified GA: The Branches Are Poking Me GA: The Matriorb Is Okay Though The Future Of Our Race Is Still Assured GA: So GA: You Know GA: Good AG: Stop ram8ling and tell me where you are! I don't like the look of these woods. GA: How Can You Not Like The Woods Isnt Your Lusus Literally A Giant Spider That Eats People GA: Are You Not By Definition The Scariest Thing In Any Given Set Of Woods GA: Oh No A Spider Troll Come To Feed Me To Her Enormous Monster Parent GA: Isnt That You GA: And Yes Of Course I Am Rambling I Go On Like This When Im Nervous GA: For Some Reason Dropping Through A Weird Glitch In The Side Of A Hill Into A Wood That Wasnt There A Moment Before Has Put Me A Little On Edge

Little Blue Heart was written for Homestuck Rare-pair Swap 2014. It's a Rose/Vriska story set a while after the end of Homestuck (which is a thing that hadn't happened yet when I wrote it) when the characters are adults and finally old enough to fuck up their own lives without any outside assistance. It contains the only sex scene I've ever written.

Your name is Rose Lalonde, and something inside you makes it rain.

A reporter came out to the house a few weeks ago looking for a story in the stormclouds that persist over Rainbow Falls, but what was there to say about it except, it's always raining? She asked questions; you lied. She got some footage you doubt ever made it to TV. You deliberately wore a borderline-offensive shirt for the interview, not because you thought it would make them omit you from any potential broadcast—pixelization is a thing, after all—but merely to express your feelings on the whole process.

When she left for the last time, Kanaya told you that your growing contempt for other humans was an unbecoming quality, that your whole attitude towards people and the planet you ended up on was evidence of a bruise on your soul she was on the verge of giving up trying to heal. Things could have been so much worse, she'd said; you could, after all, have all reincarnated on a recreation of Alternia! You shouted back that that would have been better because maybe some troll there would have been willing to take you apart and find out what's wrong with you, and that was what prompted her to slam the front door on her way out. It still doesn't close properly.

Kanaya's staying in town, for now, and occasionally pops up on Pesterchum. She worries. You wish she'd go further away.

But it's true; something inside you makes it rain. The weather responds to your moods as if auditioning for a horror movie, and in the lightning flashes of your anxiety attacks you see writhing shadows in the forest, reaching for the clouds. They match the wriggling and itching under your skin, and what began as a creeping dread grew in the weeks of your solitude into a horrified certainty: when your head aches and the storm breaks the sky in half above you, you feel them as the limbs of something that crawled inside you long ago.

You can put a name to its tendrils, to the things curled around your spine, to the smoke that gathers in your head: horrorterror.

You are almost insulted to be so comprehensively invaded by something with such a stupid, stupid name.

Skylighter was written for When Worlds Collide: Crossover Fanwork Exchange, and is a Homestuck/Pacific Rim crossover. It's also kind of rushed, but it's okay.

AG: This is the 8est one yet! CG: YOU ALWAYS SAY THAT. IT'S ALWAYS THE BEST ONE YET AND JAEGER PILOTS ARE ALWAYS 'ULTIM8 8ADASSES' AND YOU'RE GOING TO BE A PILOT ONE DAY. AG: Yeah, just as soon as I find someone awesome enough to Drift with me. AG: And none of that ever stops 8eing a thing that is true. Look at that punch! CT: D –> This is e%traordinarily gratifying GA: Yes Oh My Goodness I Am Enthralled GA: Left Hook Right Hook Oh My CG: YOU'VE BEEN PRACTICING SARCASM AGAIN, HAVEN'T YOU? GA: I Dont Know What You Mean CG: SOLLUX SHOULD NEVER HAVE MADE THAT INTERDIMENSIONAL TRANSCEIVER, ALL IT GETS USED FOR IS APPALLING HORNLESS ALIEN SOAP OPERAS AND DEPRESSINGLY PERSISTENT BONE-POLISHING OVER ALIEN PORNOGRAPHY. TA: hey fuck you. TA: iif the iimperiial navy ii2 goiing to hang a hiighly 2ophii2tiicated panuniiver2al trackiing 2y2tem diirectly over our head2 they 2hould equiip iit wiith a better 2ecuriity 2y2tem and 2taff iit wiith troll2 capable of fiindiing theiir 2hame globe2 wiithout a map.

[munsooon]

Gremlins and Trolls

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Word Count: 1,968

You had gotten a call from Bobby, telling you there had been a small commotion some where in Wisconsin that seemed something up your alley, “It doesn’t seem to be anything major, but I thought you’d want to know about it,” He’d told you. You weren’t too far from Wisconsin, so you agreed to go check it out.

After talking to the Sheriff at the police station, and questioning a few of the locals, you came to the conclusion that you weren’t the only one looking on this.

When you went to ask some questions, it was brought up to your attention that two other agents from the FBI had also asked them some weird questions. When you asked for a description of the two, you had been told that one of them was ridiculously tall, with luscious long locks. The other one was shorter, with short hair and beautiful green eyes.

You knew who they were, you prayed to whatever deity that it wasn’t them, and it would just be a glitch in the matrix.

But as you pulled into the only reasonably priced motel in the area, you groaned. Save for a rusted yellow pickup truck, the only other vehicle parked was an impala. Before you had the chance to curse out the creator of the universe, you saw the two figures step out of the lobby, and you instantly inclined your seat backwards, making a swoosh sound as you hid from the two. It had been a while since your last encounter with the Winchesters, and you weren’t ready to go down the road of sadness and hormones anytime soon.

You heard their footsteps pass by your vehicle, but then they stopped. “Hm,” one of them said. “Does that look familiar to you?” You knew it was Dean talking, you could tell by the way his voice annoyed and simultaneously made you melt . “It looks like any regular Jeep. We’ve probably passed by hundreds of them on our way here. Can we go now?” Sam said.

please listen to him and leave

“No.. I’m sure I’ve seen this one before,” He said and you could practically hear the smirk plastered on his ugly face. “How could I forget such a girl car,” He said, raising his voice. Before you attacked you heard a small ‘oh god’ come from Sam. You straightened your seat and looked at Dean.

“Listen here fucker,” You said, glaring daggers at him. “You want to talk about girl cars. Take a look at the cry-bitch-baby car parked over there!” You said pointing at the Impala. Dean didn’t even follow where you finger was pointing, his smirk only grew. You wanted to punch him in his stupid pretty face.

“Oh come on sweetheart, give the poor old pickup truck a break! I’m sure it's been through enough as it is,” He said and your hands tightened around your steering wheel. Maybe you could just.. run him over...

Before you could reach to start your Jeep, Sam cleared his throat and looked at you awkwardly. “Oh, hi Sam!” You said cheerfully. 

He raised his arm slowly, and smiled lightly, “Hi,”.

You smiled at him briefly, before turning to Dean, the same glare you had from earlier coming right back.

“I’m surprised you’re still alive. How many lives to gremlins have?” You sneered and he gasped in fake hurt. “I do not look like a gremlin!” He said and you turned to Sam. “Whatever. Sam, just don’t feed that thing after midnight. “

Dean didn’t say anything after that, he just glared at you.

“Uh, (Y/N) why don’t you come to our room and maybe we can compare notes?” Sam said, breaking your little standoff with Dean. “Sure thing, just let me go check myself in,” You said, stepping out of your car. “We’re in room 23!” Sam said before they both left to their room, and you went towards the lobby.

After comparing your findings, you and Sam had come to the conclusion that what you were hunting was a werewolf. You agreed to help the brothers look more into it the next day, before excusing yourself. After a mere hour of hanging around Dean, you needed a drink. It pained you to be in his presence. You just wanted to pounce on him and kiss him. Despite your cold facade towards him, you couldn't help but feel attracted to the older Winchester. You let your eyes linger on his form for a bit before calling it a night.

“Goodnight Sam,” You said, rubbing his hair as you made your way to the door.

“How about a goodnight kiss sweetheart?” Dean called out, making it seem like he was making his way towards you.

Tempting.

“Fuck off,” You said before leaving the room. You had seen a bar down the road you wanted to check it out, and decided it would be more convenient to walk there instead of drive gas prices are wild this season .

Dean was peaking out the window as soon as you had left. He’d told Sam it was solely to get a peak of that ass, but Sam knew his brother well enough to know he wanted to make sure you had made it to your room safely. “You know,” Sam said, taking his boots off, “If you want to impress her, you could start by not insulting her mode of transportation,” He said with a smirk. Dean rolled his eyes, looking out the window again. He saw you walk out to the street. Maybe you were at the bar?

“I don't want to impress her. She’s ugly. Like a troll.” He said, but he knew he was lying. Sam scoffed, mumbling something about “You’ll be the gremlin to her troll” before going to the restroom to shower.

you’d been gone for almost an hour, and Dean was getting worried. What if you had too much to drink? You were in no condition to walk back to the motel. Dean had seen you drunk before, and as endearing as it was, you were also ridiculously clumsy. What if someone tried to take advantage of you? Thoughts were swirling through Dean’s mind, making him anxious with every breath.

“Sam?” He called out. “Yeah?” He heard his brother call out. “I’m going to the bar. I want to make sure she’s okay, be back soon!” He said, before stepping out and going to the bar.

When Dean found you, were more than just ‘tipsy’, as you had claimed to be. “We need to get you back to the motel, we’re gonna be busy tomorrow,” Dean said, grabbing your arm as gently as possible to help you up.

“I don’t want to go. Let's stay and have som’ drinks yeah?” You slurred, patting the seat next to you with a smile. This was the nicest you had been to Dean, and some bonding time with you didn’t sound so bad, so why the hell not?

“Fine, just one drink, but after that we’re going back, deal?” He said, but his words fell on deaf ears, because you were already ordering a round of shots.

One drink turned to two drinks, then to three, then four. You were trashed. You were beyond trashed. Dean had somehow managed to trick you into thinking he’d had as much shots as you, so he wasn’t as trashed, but he wasn’t far from it.

You both were exchanging stories of the weirdest hunts you had been on, and you both were having the laugh of your lives. As you were telling a story of a wannabe werewolf-vampire hybrid, Dean couldn’t help but admire you. You had let loose, a smile permanently plastered on your face. You looked beautiful.

In your drunken state you noticed Dean wasn’t laughing at your story. Was it not funny? You stopped mid sentence, looking at him intently. “Do I have something on my face?” You asked. Dean blinked his thoughts away, but there was still a grin on his face. You couldn’t help but smile back. “Why are you looking at me like that?” You asked and he just shrugged.

“You’re just… really pretty,” He said, and you blushed. You let out a giggle, leaning your head on your propped elbow. Dean smiled at that. He’d tried flirting with you before, but you only sneered at him, or gave him a snarky remark. But now? You were giggling.

“You’re very pretty too,” You said with another giggle. He knew you’d regret saying that in the morning, that's if you even remembered. Dean’s smile faltered as he began to remember this moment would last forever. You would wake up tomorrow and go back to being cold towards him.

You noticed his smile leave, and you reached out to hold his hand. “What's wrong?” You asked, and he looked into your eyes.

“We should get going, it’s getting late.” He said, before you could protest, and helped you up from your seat.

As you walked back to the motel, you had to hold onto Dean’s arm so you wouldn’t fall on your ass. You held onto him tightly, enjoying the physique of his toned bicep.

He was quiet the whole way, which was weird because Dean never seemed to shut up. You stopped walking, which made him stop.

“What are you doing?” He asked, making sure there weren’t any cars coming. “Whats going on? We were having a good time and out of nowhere you just go all quiet. Why?” You said trying to sound as sober and serious as possible, but all Dean could think of was getting you out of the street so you didn’t get killed. “Not right now, we need to get out of the street,” He said, but you weren't having it.

“Dean, are you even listening to me?” You said, a little frustrated.

“Yes I am, but right now i'm trying to make sure we don’t die,” He said frantically as he saw a truck come your way.  You saw the truck too, and decided it was better to let Dean drag you off the road.

When you had made it to the side of the road, you stood still, not walking until Dean listened.  

“Dean.” You called, but he had his back to you. “Whats going on?” You asked and he sighed. you stepped closer to him, and clung to his arm, resting you chin on his shoulder. He didn’t want to talk about it, his feelings for you, there was no point in it, you both weren’t in the right mindset to have a conversation as heavy as this one, but you were stubborn, and he knew you wouldn't move an inch unless he said what was on his mind.

“I like you, ok, I have for a while, but i can never express it the way i want to and it just comes off aggressive and i dont mind playful banter but it never goes anywhere else and sometimes i cant help but think you legit hate me, And right now, back at the bar, we were having such a good time and i couldnt help but wonder if we’ll ever have a moment like that,” he let out, looking straight ahead, not being able to look you in the eyes.

Now that, you did not expect. Dean didnt either, he didnt like being open but standing there, at the side of the road with you clinging onto him, the scent of you and the stillness of the night, it felt right. 

You didnt know what to say, really you didnt know if you should say anything, you were still a little drunk and Dean was so cute you didnt want to ruin the moment.

So you opted to kiss him instead. 

Grabbing the side of his face you made his face you, and stared deep into those beautiful eye of his, that held nothing but sincerity, and you planted a fat one on him.

I was in some type of mood when I wrote this, clearly. Hope y’all liked it! Requests are open, and feedback is welcomed!!

thank <3

[norskiheaven]

Victims of Harvey

Speaking as someone who has recently been through a disaster here are some thing I would highly recommend, obviously you aren’t going to get many choices but you need to get somewhere safe and hunker down. 

Don’t stay at a church, try to find someplace permanent. They may be able to feed and cloth you and give you some things but once they shut down which could be a month it could be a couple weeks, you will still need to find someplace for yourself and your family and pets. If you have a cabin consider living there temporarily.

You need to focus your mindset on what you are going to do next. If you have a job then you might even have to return to work immediately, find a place to live and deal with all your grieving while doing this.

My best advice is document things. The insurance companies, FEMA, volunteer agencies may help a little, but don’t get your hopes up unless you were an owner. Renters are treated bad. If you are single even if you have pets they will try to overlook you. Don’t let them. They are just looking for an excuse. 

Keep important records but don’t get too carried away. Try to take advantage of the online cloud services that save your stuff to the cloud. Much safer. If you plan to make a claim you need to do an inventory of all your things you lost or whatever. Just be careful if you are naive bring a friend or talk to someone you trust not your friend maybe but someone else familiar. You may not like what you hear. There will be a lot of things said during the disaster that  are going to intimdate and frighten you so just maintain and get a routine for yourself so you don’t lose it. Read. Study. Work. Do something productive but dont overdo it. Keep to yourself a little just so you aren’t reliving it every day or emailing about it or facebooking. I can’t explain but try to internalize some of it just to keep from losing it.

Call them on it. I had little sweet old ladies at FEMA basically tell me no. I have had lawyers cheat me. My parents are treating me like I am sick. Believe me I am not sick, they are. Stand up for yourself. There are people trying to get what is right but they get told to shut up in a quite way. You aren’t going to get a check when your dead for all your good deeds. Stop feeding these trolls and make them work for you attention. This is when you need help most to get back on your feet. If they deny you write me and I will fight for you. Thanks!!!