#i put alt image text on the photos

[adhdvane]

I got... amiibos which meant I could finally take posed photo of my fits ( ´•̥̥̥ω•̥̥̥` ) (the last one is also for undercover brella but sometimes I like to play charger on turf for fun even though I suck and the z+f looks so nice with this fit)

[myreitha]

Senior photo time with newly painted shoes! As before, done with Jacquard Lumiere metallic acrylic paint in the 552 Bright Gold color

(Image ID in Alt text - pleas let me know if I should put it in the main text here or not!)

[stabbysorrows]

I am begging you, if you are a blog that posts a lot of photos/screenshots (even more if it's most or all you post: LEARN TO DO IMAGE DESCRIPTION

Either within the post (ie. [ID: .... End ID]) or as the alt text.

Which brings me to my next point: DON'T ACTIVATE THE ALT TEXT IF YOU DON'T PUT ANYTHING IN IT.

Alt text is not automated, you have to input the description. If you're not gonna do it, don't use it.

This is specially important if you are posting information for example about the genocide in gaza or the luigi mangioni case. Disabled people still need to access that information, still NEED that information.

Image descriptions and alt texts are so important for a lot of people with visual disabilities. But if making this site more accesible for blind folks is not enough to convince you... let me remind you that accesibility helps everyone. Bad internet and the image won't load... image description. Images get removed for "violating policy"... IMAGE DESCRIPTION.

People with sensory disabilities have the right to access information, even if that information is just a somewhat funny meme.

[describe-things]

[ID 1: A photo taken from above and forward, showing a large crowd smiling at the camera, made up apparently entirely by white people, and almost entirely by white men. End ID.]

[ID 2: A screenshot of tags that read, "Im sorry I can't fucking deal with this shit anymore, genuinely if yu're white/nonblack and think that you can excuse the shit this team has done to Black characters with fanfiction ass excuses, I think 1: you should unfollow and 2: you should maybe fucking get more Black people in your life. But then again I wouldn't want to put them through that because its not our fucking juob to make you realize that racialized violence in media made by white creators cannot be uncritically examined. That is Dangerous. And it is a privilege and a huge one at that to believe that fiction is a bubble outside of reality". End Id.]

a development team that looks like this could not possibly have any preconceived biases against Black people. noooo way. its just a mistake that all of the Black people in fo4 are slaves or named after fascist colonizers or murdered or stereotypical conspiracy freaks. there is no way that the reality of this team is reflected in the art they create over and over and over and over and over and over and

[heartfullofleeches]

You've got mail!

Alt title: Single Ghost babes in your area

Yan Chain-Letter Entity + Amab/G.N "Loser" Reader [smut, mdni]

[Tags: light horror elements, masturbation, tit fucking]

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!WARNING!

Now that you've read this, there is no going back.

The woman in this photo was a young bride getting for her big day. Following traditions of her new family, she was forced to wear her veil the entire week predating the ceremony, and quite unhappy with her situation. Her marriage was arranged and she had yet to fall for her new husband. She begged for a way out, help given in the form a voice from the shadows offering to change her appearance the night before her wedding. When her husband and in-laws saw her new face the next day - they all went mad from terror. This image is the only picture of her face and she'll do anything to keep it hidden.

Send this message to eight people in seven days, or she'll visit you at midnight on the final day."

"...."

"... hear me out..."

The air stills - warranted caution to keep your big mouth shut where input was not needed - or wanted.

"Why is she hot?..."

A collective, drawn out groan harmonizes from those plagued by your company.

"..what the actual fuck is wrong with you?"

Below the totally scary and terror inducing text was a photo of a woman shrouded in darkness. Part of her dark outline rooted from the shadowy grey veil draping to her long, thin neck, and waist-length jet black hair framing her pale, ashen skin. Her sunken eyes and mouth agap in a silent scream stretched the cloth against her hollow cheeks - small, white irises fainty visible from her empty sockets and the veil that hide them. The same white eyes your friend had alleged to have been staring them back at them when they looked in the mirror all week.

As unsettling as the picture was to most in your group, your eyes had settled on the more pleasant sight of her shapely figure shown off in the tightly fitted, lacey gown she wore.

"What?! I can't be the only one that noticed how huge her tits are! I hate when people make these cheesy attempts to scare you, and the monster that's supposed to be sooo scary is just some ghost. You can't even really see her face in the first place!"

"God, how do we put up with you... Just make sure you send that back to the rest of us before you leave."

The bulk of your collective friend group had gathered to comfort the unfortunate soul who received the email, and squander their fears by sending it between one another to meet the chain letter's rule. You tagged along for the offer of free lunch, and now that you've gotten your meal you're ready to head home and avoid meeting these people again with the exception of an online space. You stand up from the table, tucking your phone into your back pocket.

"Yea, yea I'll do it when I get home."

"Y/n..."

"I said I'll do it later. I promise, as soon as I get through the door I'll do it."

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11:58....

11:59....

12..

Opening your eyes, you expect to find angry, sunken eyes staring back, but all you see is the blank white wall of your ceiling. A week ago, you sorta forgot about the whole chain letter scare by the time you made it home, and only remembered minutes before the deadline upon realizing how pathetic it'd look if you died with your dick in your hands when you opened a new priva tab on your laptop. As figured, not a damn thing happened upon the stroke of midnight and quite frankly you felt it must've just been some stupid prank by your friends after not hearing a word from any of them during that time frame. You guessed there'd be no hot ghost chick to cause your untimely demise this time - but it never hurt to make sure.

"Gee, I sure hope a sexy ghost doesn't pop out to kill me right as I pull down my sweatpants. That would sure suck, and the embarrassment alone would probably end me!"

Nothing. You reopen your laptop with a heavy sigh. "Welp- Since I'm still alive, guess it's back to tonight's scheduled plans."

Tugging one hand into the waist of your sweats, you pull up one of your usual sites for quality adult content - scouring for the right material to fit the mood. Alot of good choices, but strangely every thumbnail you clicked lead to a dead link. You switch to multiple sights, but the same thing just kept happening. Frustrated, you don't bother wasting time looking at the preview of a message sent by one of your friends as you scroll. If they could wait this long to text you, they could wait a little longer for you to respond.

Ready to throw in the towel and let your imagination work its magic - you finally manage to get a stream open through sheer determination and miscellaneous presses.

"Finally...." You push your sweats past your thighs as the video opens on a woman sitting on a bed. The room is too dark to see most of her, but the camera and lighting was centered on all you needed to see to pull out your swelling length. The woman's flowing gown hugged the plump flesh of her thighs, rolling up to her hips - and revealing the of her transparent fabric of her underwear as she parted her legs slowly. She removes one strap from her shoulder, long hair falling over her breasts as she contorted to better fit her face into frame.

Head crashing into your pillow with a small groan, you fist your cock to the woman's beautiful image and thought of her large tits in placement of your palm. Your hand could only mirror a fraction of their softness and you whine as your thumb pressing the tip, picturing plush lips closing around you as you came. Your entire being yearned to paint her pretty face and chest in your release - narrowly avoiding the unnatural whites of her eyes at the intensity and build up of your climax left your own body out of your control.

Peeling your eyes open for the second time, the speed of your hand slows as you start to get the odd feeling of being watched. Looking back at the screen, the woman stares back, appearing directly in front of the camera as cold sweat breaks down your neck. Her fingers slither along the glass, reaching through your monitor as your eyes widen in horror. You scream- throwing the laptop as far from your person as you coward against the bedframe. It lands, screen upwards feet from your bed. Loud cracks and snaps play from the speakers as the woman pulls herself free with janky, articulated movements. Her gown falls down to her knees and her veil washes over her face as she climbs to her feet.

You pull your blankets over your shamefully, almost painfully hard dick as you raise your hands in defeat. "Please don't kill me! I'll send the messages right now, for real!'

The woman cocks her head to one side - eyes shrinking as you cover yourself.

"Don't hide...."

She crawls over your quivering legs, gripping at the end of her veil.

"I've taken on so many face - yet, none of them have ever been called attractive before.... Tell me..."

The room light's flicker as she pulls the veil upwards - slowly revealing the dark void where her face used to be. Thin claw marks drew from the intact flesh of her cheeks and jaw to the permanent shadows gouging her features dug deep as if whatever had done this to her had taken more than just her face. The pearly points of her teeth and the whites of her eyes were all that remained of her mortal beautiful. Shaking in fear, your body betrays your fright as your cock jumps watching her drag her tongue over her sharp rows of teeth.

"Do you think I'm beautiful now?...."

At lost for words, you dip your head in reply - eventually squeaking through a strained voice. "You're the hottest ghost that's ever been in my room.

The woman's body writhes with a full body shutter as she takes the blanket in her hands. "Let's see that I'm the only person in your bedroom... living or otherwise."

You hiss from the cool air enveloping your cock as the entity tears the last shield protecting your shred of dignity away. It not like the had much to begin with, but sleeping with the ghost that most likely killed your friends definitely took whatever was left. Her heated breath fans your skin as your cock springs from your shorts and against her cheek. Turning her head, your muscles lock as her sharp teeth come to contact with the head of your penis. There's some give before them, lips hidden by the shadows of her face puckered around your weeping tip as an impossible long snakes from between the two and spirals down your girth as her breasts spill from her tightly fitted top.

Cradling an arm beneath them, the ghost woman sandwiches cards your dick between her breasts. Her tongue, still working around you, provides lubrication - and lewd suction as she bounces the weight of her large tits in your lap. The tip of her tongue grazes your balls and you feel them tighten as you rock your hips into the supple flesh of her chest. Her tongue squeezes at your increasing pulse and her veil falls back in place as she to uses both hands to better assist her assault on your pulsing dick.

You tangle your hand through her hair, cock swallowed by her breasts and plump lips. Your other gropes at her tits, toying with her nipples as hitched gasps and the growing sloppiness of your thrusts signed your peak. The coil in your lower abdomen breaks right as she pulls her lips from your swollen head, using her tongue, face and breasts to catch the milky fluid that pumps from you in thick spurts. The white streaks contrast the dark silhouette of her face and as she looks up at you, you use a discarded blanket to wipe some of it away before collapsing on your mattress in a sweaty, panting heap.

The cotton touch of your pillow is placed with soft flesh as the woman crawls beside you in bed and pulls you closer to her. She brushes hair away from your clammy forehead, raising her veil to kiss your skin as your arms fall around her.

"Sleep now, my love... We'll play more once you've gotten some rest. I look forward to all the things we'll do in the future. I'm sorry about your friends, but I seem to be more of the jealous type..."

You fight off the spell of exhaustion to shrug lazily with a reply that makes your new wife smile from ear to ear.

"Eh.... fuck 'em, it was worth it."

[vryfmi]

silent boy theory

bringing this theory back because ive been rotating it nonstop

[mild book spoilers!]

skull is characterised by his voice and snarky comments that Lucy has to put up with during their conversations, as well as the whispering tone which is heavily emphasised throughout the series. so when Dulac references to Bickerstaff's servant boy (aka skull) as "that silent Boy" in her confessions it really clashes with skull's personality as we know it.

TL;DR: my theory is that skull was mute or on a verge of losing his voice due to sickness, caused by working conditions and Bickerstaff's abandonment. thus, his ghost can't recall his healthy voice and can only whisper.

[id from alt text: a photo of the passage from the book with line "that silent Boy" being emphasised by image's dimensions./end id]

firstly, it's the whispering skull. not quietly talking skull, not its-voice-sounds-far-away skull. whispering.

‘Because you sure as hell look it.’ It was the lowest, throatiest of whispers; alien, but familiar. I’d heard it once before. (TWS) The hoarse whisper came from somewhere close behind my ear. ‘I say stab them first, ask questions later! That’s your only sensible option.’ (THB)

argument could be made, that silver-glass muffles the voice and it becomes quieter. but here's a thing - whisper is a voice alteration, not a sound quality. when whispering, vocal cords don't vibrate, and produced speech has a different phonation. so whisper and quiet speech are technically two different things.

secondly, skull's work field and conditions. as a young servant, skull was able to see visitors and ward them off Bickerstaff and his master's friends, while they were robbing graves for potential sources. ghosts radiate cold, temperature can drop down to 5 degrees centigrade, that much we know from books, that's why agents are wearing jackets and gloves during ghost hunting cases. and skull's ghost was described as wearing only a shirt and ill fitting trousers, while also being barefooted.

It was the first time I’d ever really looked at him, at the spirit that he truly was. He wore a white shirt and gray trousers that were slightly too short for his bony legs. His feet were bare. He’d still been young when he died. (TEG)

with Bickerstaff's obsession and apparent blindness to anything else that wasn't his device, it's safe to say that he would neglect skull's needs and didn't bother to get his servant any proper clothes, not to mention shoes, which at the time were expensive, since children constantly need shoes as they grow up, and it wasn't uncommon for children from lower class to not have shoes at all and walk barefooted.

that said, my theory is that skull came down with sickness while grave robbing, and Bickerstaff ignored it (mainly because he was a psych doctor, not a medical one), skull's condition worsened and turned into laryngitis. without treatment, his vocal cords got damaged, resulting in loss of voice.

[now, im in no way educated to diagnose a fictional character and there can be mistakes in my logic (like how skull could have lost his voice prior to Bickerstaff), but i went down a rabbit hole and need to share this.]

there's a condition that fits the description of person losing their voice or only be able to talk in whisper, it's called aphonia. there are multiple common causations for this condition, namely psychological, but organic aphonia is caused by damage on vocal cords or throat, that could have happened due to disease or physical trauma. (source)

it's also worth pointing out that any voice disorders in children and teenagers affects the way they socialise and behave. gestures and facial expressions become alternative to communication when voice is too weak for speech or it is painful to talk.

Someone had knocked the cloth off the ghost-jar, and the face had re-materialized. It pulled extravagant expressions of horror and disgust whenever I passed by. (TWS)

‘You know the rules: minimal manifestations, no rude faces, and absolutely no talking.’ The ghost looked wounded. ‘I wasn’t talking, was I? Do you call this talking? Or this?’ It pulled a rapid series of grotesque expressions, each one worse than the last. (THB)

and finally, Lucy. she almost undeniably plays a role of interpretor that passes down what skull says, since others have no way of communicating with him or, more specifically, no way of hearing him. it all does seem to fit perfectly together (at least to me) so i can't stop wondering of how intentional any of that was on Stroud's behalf. then yet again, Stroud did say that that he had a draft for skull's backstory but scraped it in favour of keeping his character as mysterious as possible. some elements could've stayed in the final version of the books, who knows.

[vuelode-irbis]

Little thing I made for the anniversary of my cat's death. Every year I wanted to make something for her, but I could never think of anything, I had this dream some days ago and I decided that was it. I learned the lesson long ago, and I'm glad I could combine it in a comic.

I drew many cats, hehe, drawing them my whole life with her being my favorite model has brought me to this moment and I think that's great.

The ID is in ALT but I'll put it below a cut here + a bonus image of the last page in which my cat is not transparent, since I remembered how much I liked her pelt while painting it.

[ID:

Two drawings made with watercolor texture. The first one shows a white cat nursing five kittens that were just born, they're all close to her belly: two white ones, a black and white one, a completely black one and a tortoiseshell with white paws and nose. Text above reads: "I dreamt that you were born again. You and your whole litter". The second drawing shows two hands holding the tortoiseshell kitten, which is asleep. Text above says "I was very happy because I'd be able to look out for you like I couldn't when I was six years old".

Two drawings with a harsher texture. First one shows the palm of a hand, empty, with a grey cloud as background. The text above this reads: "I realized when I woke up". The drawing below shows a person sitting down in their bed, their hair messy, looking down at the plushes in the bed: a white cat holding a red heart, a black-footed ferret, a plant cell and a tortoiseshell cat with white nose and paws. The text says: "That kitten wasn't you".

The first drawings casts a plush cat, tortoiseshell with white paws, belly and nose, she has green eyes and a name plate with the shape of a heart that reads "Manchitas", she also has her toy tag behind her hind leg. The text reads: In esence, it was you, Nepabla, but that was not your pelt, but Manchitas'". The drawing below is a table with some keys, headphones and the photo of a cat lying down in the grass, her pelt is black, grey and brown and she has white legs and muzzle. Text above this says: "That was dissapointing, it's been a while since I last dreamt of you, even though I remember you everyday".

The drawing above shows two cats, one black with green eyes, looking up at the viewer, and a slender, tortoiseshell-and-white one also with green eyes, this one is looking at something in front of her. The text says "I don't believe dreams have a meaning, but if I had to interpret this one,"

The drawing below shows the same person from before, walking in the street and running into a white cat with long fur, which looks a little dirty and is rising their tail. The person stops to pet them, smiling. Text above continues "I'd say I do have the opprtunity to take better care of all the cats I haven't owned yet, although they're not you".

A single drawing that shows the legs of the person, in which a ghostly cat is rubbing herself against. This cat, Nepabla, is the one from the photo: a black, grey and brownish one with white legs, belly and muzzle. She lifts her front legs as she rubs herself in my legs and her tail is up. There's text above and below that reads "And you will be with me even though I can't pet you anymore. I miss you".

End ID.]

I really liked her pelt, her name is an acronym for Black with White Paws in Spanish because that's what my father said she looked like when she was born, but as she grew her pelt showed itself and we relized whe was not entirely black lol. I also really loved how not all of her legs were equally white, me and my brother would say she had a shoe, a long sock and two boots.

[ID: the same drawing from the last panel, except the cat is not transparent. End ID]

[dnp-described]

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[sarking]

I found about a dozen old issues of Star Trek: The Magazine on my third floor yesterday, all of which I saved because they were relevant to past!me's interest in either Janeway/Chakotay, Voyager, or possibly Picard/Crusher.

Current!me was hoping I'd have the issue from when A Stitch in Time came out, and tonight I found out I did! (It had Chakotay on the cover or it would've been long gone.)

@funkasarusrex asked me for some pictures, but the transcription was too long for Bluesky alt text, and the image is a bit hard to read in spots, so I'm putting it here.

Please excuse my hand in the photo and any typos.

Andrew J. Robinson 'A Stitch in Time'

Star Trek: Deep Space Nine may be over, but Andrew Robinson hasn't abandoned Garak. Instead he's written his alter ego's memoirs.

This month sees the publication of Andrew Robinson's first novel, 'A Stitch in Time,' which could easily be subtitles: 'The Memoirs of Elim Garak.' Andy is, of course, ideally places to write a book about Garak, having played the Cardassian spy for seven years on Star Trek: Deep Space Nine.

Choosing a path

The book finds Garak on Cardassia after the end of the Dominion war. His planet is in ruins: cities have been razed to the could, millions have died, and the political order has been swept away. Inevitable, Garak is drawn into a struggle for Cardassia's future, and has to choose between a group espousing democracy and the guts and legates who want to restore the old order. The book itself is an extended letter that he sends to his old friend Dr. Bashir in an attempt to explain his past and what is happening to him. As Andy explains, Garak has very good reasons for sending his memoirs to Bashir.

"The decision he comes to at the end of the book probably comes from his relationship with Bashir and what he learned from him about the best parts of being a human. Garak's always felt that Bashir represents the best there was of humankind. I think it was very important for Garak, in order to make some sense, even some peace, with his life, that this document be read by Bashir. Somehow that validates his decision."

That explains Garak's reasons for writing the book; Andy had his own motives, which date back to his very first day of work on Deep Space Nine. When he was cast as Garak he knew very little about Star Trek, and nobody knew much about Cardassians. With so little to work with, Andy turned to an old actor's trick. "When you get a role and you really don't have any background on it, you want to dig in and find out who this character is, so you create their biography. I just started writing on my own, but in the form of a memoir

The story grows

"As I started working on it I got more and more involved with it and I started reading it at small conventions. Obviously you couldn't do it with a big audience because being a memoir there's an intimacy about it, but with small groups it went over very well, so I thought, I'll keep writing, and at certain conventions I'll give them different installments. Then at one of those conventions this fellow, David George [who wrote 'The 34th Rule' with Admin Shimmerman] suggested that I present it as a book proposal to the people at Pocket Books, which I did."

Andy was determined that his book would show us a side of Garak that we had never seen before. "Once I'd committed myself to the book, I made the choice of getting inside his head and speaking from inside him so that there would be that balance between the Garak that people knew from the program and the Garak in the book.

[eregyrn-falls-art]

Here's my 2023 Art Year in Review!

Oof. Yeah, not a great year for output. As you can tell by my having to put in some photos I took for May and October, since I didn't have any drawn art for those months. What I used for January and Sept. is definitely fudging things (in a "hmm close enough" way.)

So, here's the damage: 15 pieces total (all but one full background and color); 54 individuals.

BUT.

I'm not going to be super hard on myself, because this year is when I organized a big fan project that I'd been wanting to see get done for years and years -- the "Trouble" multi-artist lyric comic. (Art here, video version here by the amazing @stariousfalls.) As I've said before, absolutely awesome seeing 72 people step up wanting to do a big GF fan project in 2024! I was truly blown away by what a spectacular job everyone did.

And while I'm noting some of the stuff I can feel good about, I was happy to finish the Stan Twins meet the Jersey Devil comic that I'd also been meaning to finish for years.

So, not a great year personally, but some things to feel satisfied about.

Saying it here: my new year's resolution is just to DRAW SOMETHING in every month. Even just one thing!

Links below the cut.

2022, 2021, 2020, 2019, 2018, 2017

(For this year's images, I am in the process of updating the original posts with image descriptions in the image ALT text. I should have all of them done by the end of tomorrow, January 4th.)

January: Fiddleford as Disney Mirrorverse Kermit

February: GF Finale 7th Anniversary

March: Not What He Seems 8th Anniversary

April: DTIYS: Mystery Farm AU Stan and Jackie

May: (a photo I took of a sunset that I didn't even post, lol)

June: The Pines family and Paul Bunyan Day

July: My Portal Ford page for the "Trouble" lyric comic

August: A pinch-hit Stan page for the "Trouble" lyric comic (collab with @stephreynaart)

September: My polaroid for the "Trouble" lyric comic

October: Sunset photo from LBI in October

November: Fiddleford Friday - father and son fishing

December: The Pines family around a Winter Solstice campfire

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[keplercryptids]

hey tumblr! i just put nearly 30 listings over in my etsy shop on sale as i attempt to clear out in-stock items and, you know, survive in capitalism, etc etc.

so for the next month (starting oct 7 2023) a bunch of flowers, garlands and pride flower crowns are 20% off! first come first serve, and once an item's gone, it won't be on sale anymore. so if there's anything you want, get it while the getting's good!

🌹🌸sale items are here! (link) 🌸🌹

some examples of the sale items below.

[image description: example photographs of several different kinds of paper roses, garlands and peonies. individual photos have specific descriptions in alt text.]

[valentinemage]

BWeird’s OC-tober day 1: favourite OC

(Plaintext: BWeird’s OC-tober day 1: favourite OC)

I’m doing OCtober this year!! The first prompt is favourite OC, which was uh. a tough choice. After hours of deliberation (/hyp) I decided on Charlie, a guy from victorian england who was magically transformed into a badger and then transformed back into a human in 2017. He’s generally pretty sweet but was raised wealthy and has a spoiled streak. Expect a lot more of him. The badger drawing was referenced from an excellent photo that I’ve put under the cut.

Image ID in alt text!! :D

(I tried reverse image search to find who took this and came up short. If anyone knows, please tell me!!)

[bluishorange]

the extent to which I am BEGGING you all to put alt text on your images, especially the ones with text on them.

it’s really important to make sure that people with disabilities have access to the same information as everyone else. the tools are there for you, please use them.

this doesn’t have too much overall effect I’m sure, since I don’t have that many followers, but I no longer reblog any posts that have a bunch of screenshots of text without alt text.

sometimes I’ll reblog a post that has one image of text, but then when I reblog it I will add an image ID.

to do that, I save the image to my phone, use the character recognition in the photos app to copy all the text, and then add it to the post before I reblog it.

(I use iPhone, if anyone can add info about character recognition options on an android phone I’d appreciate it!)

[icewindandboringhorror]

Misc daily life images

[lugagl]

ITSS TIMMEEEEEEEEE!!!~/ref

Over the past couple days I have been working on four queer headcanon flag charts with the overarching theme being Intermission/Problem sleuth. I AM FINALLY POSTING THEM AFTER AROUND FIVE DAYS OF WORK.

without further ado, THE CHARTS!!! :

extra info under the cut! :o)

HI!! These are queer headcanon charts! I very commonly find myself making these with my interests, favourite characters, and my own and friends oc's. I use these to have a vauge headcannon understanding and baseline for my interpretations on the queerness of characters. It helps me when writing fanfics, drawing, aswell as discussing headcanons with others! it also makes me INSANELY happy to make them and put labels onto characters without a universally agreed way of self expression. Throughout making this batch of charts, especially towards the end, i did a LOT of reasearch on different sets of Neopronouns, Neurogenders, MOGAI [1] terms of expression, aswell as just general queer labels. which is why towards the end especially there is a large jump to neopronouns aswell as complexity in their associated flags.

Extra fun tidbits of info!!: The one that took me the least amount of time was the extra felt members page, with only five characters taking only 23 minutes to complete. THE ONE THAT TOOK ME THE LONGEST, BY A LANDSLIDE, WAS THE PROBLEM SLEUTH CHART WITH *FIVE AND A HALF HOURS TOTAL TIME.* ll In order from first started to last finished, these charts go in this order : The general felt chart/Leprechaun chart, The extra felt members chart, The general carapace chart, and last but not least the Problem Sleuth chart. || I myself personally identify very strongly with multiple items under the MOGAI umbrella, which is a large reason I love doing these charts and including identities from the MOGAI microlabels! || Items under the MOGAI unbrella used in the post above include but arent limited to: Xenogender, Neurogender, and Egogender. || If you use/check Alt Texts on posts, you'll notice this post doesnt have alt text for any image given. That is because I plan to make an entire post dedicated to a image ID for the four photos, including: What the flags are, What they mean, Who theyre next to, What pronouns does each person have, aswell as where the images end and go onto the next image. The reason an ID isnt included in this post is due to purely how outrageously long it is, however I look forward to writing the ID/Alt text to this post sometime within the next few days.

Did you catch the little bracketed one next to the first time I used MOGAI in this post and come down here looking for a citation? if so, here you go! Items under the [1] are copied directly from the LGBTQIA+ Wikipedia page on the MOGAI umbrella term!

[1] : MOGAI is an acronym for Marginalized Orientations, Gender Alignments, and Intersex. MOGAI is an umbrella term for people who are not cisgender and/or heterosexual and/or endosex [2]

[2] : Endosex is a term used to discribe those who are not intersex and whom are born with typical sex characteristics that fit the Male/Female binary.

[sweetfessions]

do you have any tips on how to do plain text and image descriptions correctly? like how descriptive should I be/not be when describing the image and stuff? I want to be as accessible as I can for people but I'm not sure how exactly to go about it. sorry if this ask is weird or anything, I'm just horrible at describing/explaining things and don't want to look stupid 😭

Absolutely! I'll leave them under the cut as this will be quite long, though ^^

PLAIN TEXT

[PT: Plain Text. END PT.]

When adding plain text, you can add it before or after your message, but adding it before your message renders the actual message kind of useless! I'd personally recommend adding it before. However, directly after still works.

They can be written in a few different ways, some including:

[PT: text. END PT.]

[pt: text. end pt.]

PT: text. END PT.

pt: text. end pt.

You should drop all TQs and type with proper grammar when typing out a plain text. For example, "Hewwo! Nyice tu mweet yu!! Mwy name is [X]" would become "PT: Hello! Nice to meet you! My name is [X]" or "H♡w are y♡u t♡day?" would become "PT: How are you today? END PT."

You should never put the plain text (or image ID) under the cut as when accounts are deactivated, which happens often in the MOGAIblr community, you are no longer able to access the 'Read More' section. This is why most archive blogs add in the under the cut text when reblogging posts.

IMAGE IDS

[PT: Image IDs. END PT.]

When making an image ID, you can put the ID in either the alt text feature (accessible in the three dots present on the image on mobile or the three dots that appear when you hover over it on PC) or after the image in the post.

There's a few ways you can write out IDs, whether in alt text or just the post.

[IMAGE ID: text. END ID.]

[ID: text. END ID.]

ID: text. END ID.

id: text. end id.

[id: text. end id.]

I usually try to be descriptive enough to get the point across when making my image IDs! For example, with this image: ( AC: @petasawa )

[IMAGE ID: A pale, white-haired girl with pastel pink eyes and glasses is sitting on her knees looking up at the camera. She has one hand up, with a ring/bandaid on her middle finger. Her hair is tied into two short pigtails and she's wearing a primarily white-and-black beret. She has a loose, short-sleeved vest-like top with a baggy white shirt underneath that has cuffed sleeves. She's wearing a tie, tucked into her vest, and a white, frilled skirt. END ID.]

You describe enough to get the point across, you should spend most of your time describing the subject of the photo (if there is one), then their foreground, and then their background. This may change depending on the composition of the photo. I would personally do it in order of what catches the person's eye when they see the photo.

For flags, I'll use the transmasc flag as an example.

[ID: A 7-striped flag, that starting from the second stripe to the 6th, gradients from a light blue to a bright blue and then back again. The outermost stripes are bright pink. END ID.]

Most commonly, I describe the number of stripes and then the colors. It makes it a lot easier to describe if you use 'gradient' rather than just listing off every color, if your flag is a gradient. Some short templates you could follow could be:

A #-striped flag that gradients from [X] to [X].

A #-striped flag that from top to bottom is colored [X], [X], [X], [X].

If the flag has a symbol, you would just describe it like something in a normal image ID!