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formicarum-rex · 10 months ago

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ive been on cohost on-and-off since november, and i think im going to stick with it (famous last words, i know, but i am genuinely enjoying my time there, meeting some nice people and enjoying the posts that come across my dash)

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general observations, differences between here and tumblr (both good and bad), and caveats under the cut

the ability to use html and css in posts is fantastic, and while i do sometimes miss being able to change the formatting with a simple highlight like on tumblr, the added abilities to customize more than makes up for that. i've only used it a bit myself, but plan to use it more going forward, and you can get some fantastic shitposts on your dash because of this. note that only posts are hyper-customizable. blogs themselves aren't as customizable as on tumblr (think the default/mobile theme here)

i think their pro-privacy, anti-algorithm, anti-numbers philosophy is admirable. it's not perfect-- funding is a continual trouble, although they have plans for making it sustainable.

as with all smaller websites, it is a bit of an echo-chamber and has its share of drama and controversy.

the fewer number of people also lead to there being fewer good posts than on here, especially if you have niche interests, but my dash is still quite active, and i have to check it at least once a day to keep up-to-date.

if you edit your original post, all reblogged versions of the post are updated as well.

it has a comprehensive cw system built into posts, more reminiscent of mastodon than tumblr. there is discourse about its use or over-use, but on the whole i think this is a big improvement.

i (thankfully) haven't run into anybody or any post that required blocking or silencing or muting yet, but the options are there and thorough.

related, there is a no-nonsense attitude towards bigotry. i havent run into any bad eggs myself, but from what i've been given to understand they are sniped more or less as soon as they're discovered. there may be moderation issues as the website expands (this is one issue where places split up into smaller groups like mastodon have benefits) but as of right now, it seems to be working just fine, and better than tumblr.

there's no general within-post search for the sake of privacy and to limit harassment opportunities, but unlike tumblr, the tag search is functional. in addition, all posts with tags you've bookmarked show up in a separate, single tab on your dash, in proper chronological, non-algo'd order, which is a good way to discover new people to follow and posts to reblog. this is similar to "your tags" on tumblr, but unlike tumblr, i trust it to work

i haven't used this yet, but sideblogs are able to comment, ask, like, follow, etc, separately. no more "follows from [main url]"

in general, i like the vibes better than pillowfort, the other tumblr replacement site, and its a much more satisfying tumblr replacement than mastodon, because, well, its not like twitter (although i do like mastodon for other reasons).

there are some odd things that differentiate it from tumblr that you have to get used to at best, and can be extremely frustrating at worst:

notes cant be viewed per-post. they're all under your notification tab, chronologically listed. this hasnt been a problem for me, but i understand that this can get messy if you have a lot of followers/notes

if you are not OP, you cannot view others' reblogs. i've found that this is mostly fine, but it does mean you cant dive into the notes to see if anyone has added anything you'd like to reblog instead of the version on your dash. changing this is one of the most requested features. it doesn't seem to conflict with the site's anti-numbers ideals as long as it only lists contentful reblogs (those with additions), so i'm hopeful it will be added.

OP is not notified of tags on reblogs. all comments that are towards OP and not towards your followers belong in the comments. unlike other things in this list, this isn't a downside so much as a neutral difference that has taken me a long time to get used to.

the comments are generally important. reblog chains are still used, but comments (replies) are more functional than they are on tumblr, with proper ability to reply in comment threads and a better UI. they are used more often on cohost than on here, especially if you want to start a convo with OP and others viewing the post. as far as i can tell, everyone can see every comment, unlike the reblogs.

photoset layouts are not as flexible as on tumblr

no DMs

discovery hasn't been a big issue for me as someone who is primarily a reader/viewer (if anything, the functional tagging system and unified bookmarked tags tab makes it easier), but ive heard that for creators it can be frustrating

i am under the impression that pillowfort is the place to go for specifically fandom posting. more fandom people have been joining cohost though, especially since a bunch of tumblr people joined a couple weeks ago.

i realize this isn't exactly a hard sell, but want people to be aware of potential downsides before creating an account. despite these things, i really do urge you to check it out if youre interested! it's a good place :)

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catty-words · 2 years ago

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"i think the disconnect comes from the way fandom uses words like 'racist' to build cases about how it's Objectively Wrong for anyone to like a certain character" YES omg people say it like its an essentialist part of a character, like they did something shitty?? well that means they are a literal devil spawn and if you like them you are TRASH!!! but like is actually mostly an action (like you said, a BEHAVIOR)???? that people CAN get better and do better??

"giving the time of day to people who aren't engaging sincerely with the text" this is a great definition of what so many people do, i will definitely snuggle with my kitty in my echo-chamber in guilty-free now, thanks

"forced me to sit with that disappointment for over a year." yeah, i supposed i would feel similarly had i watched one season at the time too. personally because besides devi lack of agency, ben is just so off. paxton was the highlight, besides nirmala and aneesa, that made the season worth it, but like... i feel like season 2 ben is just there to suffer from beginning to end, if at least he was less of a victim of devi's cheating and more of a cunt about it i wouldnt feel so sad, but like you said, its like he had no defects that season and i'm like 😭😭 wheres my little shit from season 1? i dont know if i would survive sitting with season 2 ben for a year tbh you are so strong and resilient babe

"you may already know that i'm writing a long-form follow-up with 'bitty spark' acting as the prologue since it sounds like you picked through my blog a bit" i actually didnt cuz i tend to avoid wip fics like the plague unless i'm close friends with the author cuz then if they abandon the work i can just ask where they planned to go with and satiate my curiosity aksjwkajai but now that i know its the continuation of my fave fic of yours i went through the whole tag and i'm like. DESPERATELY NEEDING IT. like you've been working on it for ages frr you poor thing :(( but simultaneously i'm like IF SHE DOESNT POST LIKE ASAP IM FLYING OUT THERE AND PULLING HER FEET AT NIGHT 😡😡

"thank you for fueling my vanity and for stopping by my askbox in the first place!" no thank you for answering my question it was eating me alive, i just wanted to contextualize and make sure you knew i wasnt like a ben apologist who see him as someone who cant do no wrong but when you had questions of your own i just had to answer them pakspksosk and i love to fuel people's vanity!!! you deserve to be vain, you are giving great stories for nothing besides the shits and giggles!!! i have a hard time interacting in tumblr bc of some dumb insecurities but i just really had to answer you, i thought you would just politely and objectively answer my question but instead you gave me an opportunity to sing you praises without all my tumblr-ity baggage so... thank YOU.

this is a great definition of what so many people do, i will definitely snuggle with my kitty in my echo-chamber in guilty-free now, thanks - perfect. give your kitty a kiss on their perfect little head for me.

yeah, i supposed i would feel similarly had i watched one season at the time too. - mm-hmm, and most people i'm friends with in the fandom have similarly been in it since the beginning, hence my curiosity about your own experience. i'll never know what it's like to take in the series as a whole, it very much is divided up into Eras for me, and it excited/excites me greatly to hear someone else's perspective on the shifting tone.

i feel like season 2 ben is just there to suffer from beginning to end, if at least he was less of a victim of devi's cheating and more of a cunt about it i wouldnt feel so sad, but like you said, its like he had no defects that season and i'm like 😭😭 wheres my little shit from season 1? - dkjsbg exactly!!! 'where's my little shit from season 1', SUCH an important question to be asking!!!

i don't know if you read 'start, acceleration' (my fic where ben teaches devi how to drive), but i was in a scramble to finish it before season 2 dropped and, in retrospect, it's so important that i did (literally posted it the night before) because i can't imagine trying to complete it with s2 ben's characterization in my head. i would have been Distraught.

i dont know if i would survive sitting with season 2 ben for a year tbh you are so strong and resilient babe - and like, thank you. i needed this. 😇

but now that i know its the continuation of my fave fic of yours i went through the whole tag and i'm like. DESPERATELY NEEDING IT. like you've been working on it for ages frr you poor thing :(( but simultaneously i'm like IF SHE DOESNT POST LIKE ASAP IM FLYING OUT THERE AND PULLING HER FEET AT NIGHT 😡😡 - motivation!!! this + plus us knowing the season 3 release date - i'm determined to be posting it by then. like, truly no one is more excited to be sharing this fic than me i've worked so hard on it and it is pretty epic tbh......

no thank you for answering my question it was eating me alive, i just wanted to contextualize and make sure you knew i wasnt like a ben apologist who see him as someone who cant do no wrong - definitely no worries there. clearly you have taste because you miss cunt ben when he's gone!! plus, i obviously love discussing this show, so. your ask was a gift.

you deserve to be vain, you are giving great stories for nothing besides the shits and giggles!!! - 😳🥰🥺 thank you

#anon #replies #never have i ever

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haro-whumps · 5 years ago

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Box Boy Bedding

(CW: DUBIOUS consent, drugging, slavery, brainwashing, creepy + intimate whumper *very intimate*, videorecording)

Tag list: @thatsthewhump @whump-it @ashintheairlikesnow @fairybean101 @finder-of-rings @comfortforthepain @shameless-whumper @that-one-thespian @burtlederp @castielamigos-whump-side-blog @raigash @im-not-rare-im-rarr @spiffythespook

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Ren trailed their fingers through Soren’s hair, watching the golden strands slip off their fingers and fan back down to Soren’s back. Soren delighted in the touch, as he always did, and Ren kissed his nose.

“Finish up,” they said, and went to their room, where the cameras were already set up. The dildo they’d purchased--not actually from Whumpees-R-Us, this was far too pleasurable for that lot--was no wider than their finger, at first. It had an internal chamber that one could snap a premade container of lube into, specially sized for the toy, and would then secrete the lubrication from designated pores over the duration of its use. But plenty of toys did that, the reason Ren had bought this one specifically was because the owner could plug in measurements, and the toy would slowly expand to that size. No need to prepare sweet Soren when they could just have a machine do it for them, at a steady and calculated pace.

And the lube they’d filled the container with was a special little something they’d picked specifically for today, too.

“Exalted, I—“

“Position 23,” Ren cut him off, turning to see him in the doorway. He was on the ground in a moment, obedient and unquestioning, though his face, what Ren could see of it, looked confused. “Pretty boy,” Ren praised, crossing over to him. “You’re always so good for me.”

“Thank you Exal—eep!” Soren squeaked as they pulled his pants down, flowing eggshell white cloth they’d picked themself for the day.

“You’re very welcome, Soren,” they said, voice smooth and low, as they pushed the dildo in. “Relax, baby, let it happen,” they purred.

“Y-Yes,” Soren said shakily, forcing his body to receive it, “Yes, Ren, ah!”

Ren held down the button that would power the toy on, and smiled when it beeped once. They pulled Soren’s pants back up and gave his rump a friendly little pat. “Good boy, Soren. Now we wait. I’m going to catch up on some shows on my laptop, come cuddle with me in bed.”

“Y-Yes, Exalted,” Soren said, rising slowly. He stood bow-legged for a moment, before stumbling after Ren, the intrusion leaving his gait strange and awkward. Ren laughed at him, then kissed him before shoving him into bed. He gasped and jerked on impact, the toy undoubtedly jarred by the movement.

“Such a pretty boy,” Ren said smugly, pulling out their laptop and making themself comfortable on the bed.

“Thank you,” Soren whimpered, shifting minutely, then again, more visibly, like he couldn’t get comfortable. He pressed himself up against Ren, face pushed into their hip. “E-Exalted?”

“Yes, angel?”

“Wh-what’s, um, why is, what’s happening?”

“I’m preparing you, sweetheart,” Ren said easily, petting his hair. “You’re going to be nice and loose and slicked up for me, and then when you’re all stretched out, I’m going to fuck you.”

“I-I see, Exalted, th-thank you for--AH!”

“You’ll feel it expand at different intervals,” Ren informed him with a carefully casual voice, like they couldn’t care one way or another. Inwardly, they were delighted. “It won’t hurt, baby, but you’ll feel it.”

“Y-yes, Honored One, I do, it, ah, it’s…”

“Distracting?”

“Yes, Exalted.”

“That’s okay, baby, you go ahead and just focus on it. I won’t need you to do anything for me until it beeps, you can go out of focus for a little while,” Ren said, stroking his hair, hoping he would focus entirely on it, on the sensation inside him. They hoped it would leave him desperate.

They rewatched old videos, mostly just eyeing Soren. The aphrodisiac in the lube worked faster than Ren had expected, but supposed that it made sense, given the location of absorption.

Soren quickly devolved into a flushed and shivery mess, body twitching involuntarily and his pretty cock pitching one hell of a tent in his loose pants. His wriggling grew increasingly pronounced, and his body jerked each time the toy expanded in size.

Ren got to watch, thrilled, every movement, every sudden twitch, every time he squirmed, every shudder that coursed through him. Ren got to listen, delighted, to every gasp, every whimper, every rustle the sheets made when he repositioned himself, desperate for some kind of relief. He alternated between pressing his face into their thigh so hard it had to hurt his nose, and prying himself away from Ren to struggle against the sheets, keyed up with a need so bad it looked painful.

“Ren,” he whined, high pitched and voice so full of that special need Ren nearly called it quits and pounced on him right there. But no, no, this had to be perfect.

“Mm? You say something baby?” Ren asked, pretending they didn’t hear, taking out an earbud.

“P-Please, please, I, I need, I n-need--”

“You need to be patient, precious Soren,” Ren purred, stroking his hair back from his sweaty forehead. He looked up at them with cloudy vision, the drug absolutely overwhelming his little brain, and they smiled, which prompted a shaky, mindless smile back.

“You’re so beautiful like this, Soren,” Ren commented, “I like how you look when you’re redfaced and desperate.”

“Please,” Soren gasped, hardly more than a whimper, “please.”

“I can feel your hand shaking against my thigh, pretty bird,” Ren murmured, shutting their laptop and putting it aside.

“Please, Ren, ple-ase,” Soren begged, voice so small, so shivery. He tried to slide his hand up, up their thigh, coax them into action, but they stilled him easily with two fingers against the back of his wrist.

“Patience, my pet.” Their voice was low and quiet. “Patience, my lovely little Soren.”

“I need--” his breath caught, fingers squeezing into Ren’s thigh, and then his whole body jerked, curling in on itself, his breath ripped out of him with a small cry.

“I know,” Ren soothed, petting down his spine, “You need me so badly, don’t you? Soren, you need me to take care of you.”

“Yes!”

“You know what’s coming and you’re desperate for it.”

“Yes, Ren, I want it, I want, I want it so bad,” Soren said deliriously, squirming on the blanket.

“You want me, Soren, word choice. You don’t want to be fucked, you want to be fucked by me.”

“Yes! Yes, sorry, you, I want you, I want you, Exalted, I want you, please, please!”

“You want me inside you,” Ren murmured, sliding their palm up under his shirt, feeling how inflamed the skin was there, feeling his skin twitch and shiver beneath their hand. “You want me over you, like this,” they said as they crawled on top, forcing his legs open.

“YES!” Soren cried, arching up, pressing into them with feverish urgency.

“You need me to take care of you,” Ren murmured, arms wrapping tightly around him and pulling him in flush against their body. “I’m the only one who can give you what it is that you’re aching so badly for.”

“Please, please, please, please!” Soren begged, before another spasm cut him off.

“You were trained for this, weren’t you Soren?”

“Yes!” he gasped, panting hard. And they hadn’t even started.

“But did you know? Soren, my Soren, you were born for this.” They tightened a fist in his hair, earning a cute little yelp. “You were made to be my angelic little whore. All your life, destiny has had a plan for you, and it ends with you here, wearing my collar, under me, realizing just how much you need me.”

“I need you!” Soren echoed, head thrown back and collar glinting faintly.

“That’s right,” Ren purred against his ear, “That’s right, my precious Soren.” They pushed their hips against him slow and heavy and Soren keened. “What you want, what you need, everything, it’s all me, and I’ll give it to you.” Ren pulled their fingers through his hair, gold catching the light. “The only thing you’ll ever need is me.”

The toy beeped three times, charming and cute, almost a little tune of its own, and Ren sat up, loving the way Soren cried out in despair, arms outstretched, his body following after them.

“Good boy, Soren, you were patient, and now it’s time. Get your clothes off,” Ren ordered as they took off their own shirt, and beamed at how Soren’s eyes, out of focus, dragged over their torso before he lept to obey them. He was flushed all over, cockhead leaking, and the moment his clothes were off he was back down in position twenty three, face pressed into a pillow and slender chest heaving with his breath.

“What a beautiful sight,” Ren murmured, stroking their hands over his skin. They tugged at the dildo teasingly, grinning when Soren gasped and whined, and then they gave it a sharper jerk, which made him cry out.

“You’re so gorgeous, Soren,” Ren said, turning it off and pulling it out slowly, admiring how it was now full sized, admiring how still he managed to keep himself relatively still despite how wound up he was.

“Please, please, please,” Soren begged into the pillow.

“Tell me,” Ren ordered, voice going harder than they’d planned as they flipped him onto his back. “Tell me what you need.”

“You!” Soren cried, digging his heels into the bed and arching up. He was trying, trying so hard, to get to them, and Ren smiled down at him.

“That’s right. Don’t ever forget it.” Ren settled between his legs and he whined, hands desperately grabbing at them, gaze glazed over but eyes on them, only them. “You need me, Soren. I’m the one who can give you what you need.”

They pressed their cock inside him, and it was a perfect fit. “Ah, Soren!” Ren praised, sliding in to the base in a single go. Soren’s whole body locked and shuddered, but he didn’t come, not quite. Not yet. There was something else he needed, something Ren had yet to give him.

“Please please please please please please, Exalted, please, pl-hgk, plea, please, nnnnnn,” Soren begged, his body squirming and pushing up against Ren’s.

“That’s right,” Ren purred. “Beg.”

They fucked him hard. They fucked him deep and breathless and fast, delighted by each needy noise and desperate gasp that tumbled out of him. He started off begging, then devolved into unintelligible babbling, and then devolved into wordless nonsense, utterly lost underneath Ren’s palms and cock.

“I’m going to come in you, angel,” Ren gasped, their own voice coming out wrecked, “And then you’ll have what you need.”

The only response Soren gave was a high keen, but it was enough for Ren. Sure enough, they came shortly after, and as they did they reached down and squeezed his cock with one hand. He clenched around them as he spilled, making the most delicious noise, and Ren knew they’d be playing and replaying that audio clip many, many times.

“Perfect, Soren,” Ren praised, slipping out of him and settling on the bed slowly, oozing down onto it and tugging their precious boy into their embrace. Soren clung to them blearily, unfocused and needy and wanting in the most perfect way. Perfect. Perfect. Finally, Ren was getting everything they deserved, and it was all just the way they wanted. The last two weeks were like a blissful dream, only Ren would never, ever need to wake up, not from this. “You were wonderful, my pet. Are you taken care of?”

“Thhh--” Soren slurred, “Thank you, Ren, thnnnk, oo.”

“Oh baby,” Ren said with a delighted laugh. They kissed his face and pet his hair, smiling fondly at him. “Go ahead and go to sleep now. We’ll have you bathe in the morning.”

“Here?” Soren asked, voice quiet and tremulous.

“Yes, angel, here, sleep in my bed tonight. I’ll keep you warm and taken care of, sweetheart, don’t worry.”

Soren gave them an unfocused, but utterly adoring smile, then slumped, exhausted, and Ren chuckled again. They got him tucked under the sheet and blanket, just accepting that they would need to make Soren do laundry the next day, and curled up around him, pulling out their phone until they, too, were tired enough to sleep.

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dramallamadingdang · 7 years ago

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Reply-o-palooza! :)

This is really long because blah blah blah, and it addresses numerous subjects. And some of these go back...*ahem*threeweeks*ahem*...because I’ve been a bad, bad blogger as usual. So these are for *deep breath* @princess-arystal21, @caticalcorrectness, @fuzzyspork, @digitalangels, @kayleigh-83, @holleyberry, @eulaliasims, @dunne-ias, @blackswan-sims, @didilysims, @webluepeace, @twofingerswhiskey, @deedee-sims, @declarations-of-drama, @getmygameon, annnnnnnnnnnd @freezerbunny-sims...

princess-arystal21 replied to your post “YAY, I AM FINISHED WITH MY SECRET SANTA GIFT! …Unless I think of...”

Please keep the discussion about Sims. Your Tumblr looks so much better when you talk about them instead.

“It’s my blog; I’ll put what I want on it,” is the usual reply, I think. And it’s true, too. My blog is probably 97% about Sims because I do prefer it that way, but sometimes I do talk about other, personal things, often silly, sometimes informational, very occasionally serious and real-world. Regardless of subject, if it’s not about Sims, it’s either tagged as “nonsims” or it’s behind a cut. Or both. So, people who use extensions that block tags they want to avoid can easily avoid all of it, if they choose. And when it’s not tagged, then people have to choose to read or not, since it’s behind a cut. I think that’s a reasonable solution when I feel a need to say something not Sims-related. Generally speaking, I won’t censor myself just to make other people happy, not in real life and not on a blog. Down that road lies madness.

fuzzyspork replied to your post “Whenever I type the word “banana,” I pretty much always type at least...”

If it wasn't for spell check I'd still be writing "bananna" which I still do but the red underline tips me off to it. XD Unfortunately spell check doesn't stop me from writing (and just then I just typed wiring...) homonyms of the word I meant to use. :/

Oh, homonyms are EVIL! Especially when using the wrong one makes you look stupid. Like when you use your/you’re or there/their/they’re inappropriately. I KNOW the differences between those words, but sometimes I type the wrong one and don’t catch it until much later. MAKES ME SO MAD! *stamps foot*

digitalangels replied to your post “Whenever I type the word “banana,” I pretty much always type at least...”

For some reason I always type word soul as "sould" and sometimes instead of writing "one" I write "wan". When I was little I struggled with my own name, it ends up in anna and every time someone asked my name I would reply like annannannaa so my grandparents nicknamed me "Nanna" they kept calling me that till they passed away.

I would bet that the “sould” thing comes from your brain thinking that you’re typing a word like “should” or “would” or “could.” I have the same sort of problem when typing a word that ends in “ine” because my brain thinks I must be typing a present participle or a gerund, words that end in -ing. So, “fine” becomes “fing.” “Tangerine” (another color name in the palette I made; I bring this stuff on myself!) becomes “tangering.” Very annoying.

And, ahhhh childhood mispronunciations! When I was a preschooler, I always pronounced “animal” as “aminal.” It’s STILL a family joke. I will NEVER live it down.

kayleigh-83 replied to your post “Whenever I type the word “banana,” I pretty much always type at least...”

I do it while writing by hand sometimes, I always want to write “with” as “withe” for some reason! Unconsciously trying to make it look old timey or something?

Maybe you were Chaucer in a previous life? :) I don’t do these things so much when writing on paper, because I’m much slower at writing on paper. My fingers don’t fly on ahead of my brain like they do when I’m typing at about 100wpm. :)

princess-arystal21 replied to your post “Whenever I type the word “banana,” I pretty much always type at least...”

I often accidentally type "teh" instead of "the," or "atmoshere" instead of "atmosphere," or "footprings" instead of "footprints." Not sure why *scratches head in confusion.*

The “teh” thing is pretty common, I think. I mean, it became lolcat language, after all. :) Or, depending on your age, maybe the lolcat influences your typing. :) The “footpring” thing is probably your brain being stuck on participles/gerunds, too, especially if you generally type fast. I have no explanation for “atmoshere,” though, unless you also mistype other words that use “ph” for f-sounds? :)

caticalcorrectness replied to your post “YAY, I AM FINISHED WITH MY SECRET SANTA GIFT! …Unless I think of...”

Oh thanks for that reply! In fact I didn't know anything about your election, but am mad about these mediastampedes I watched again and again - and people following that without trying to look behind the scenes. - Excuse me to not resist commenting. (oh that sounds weird, apologize for my poor english) - I DO understand you're able to think for yourself and you're not a part of any kind of 'Hexenjagd'.

Yeah, well, I know you’re not American, so I wouldn’t expect you to be up on the inner workings of our bizarre politics. :) But really, I think the problem isn’t the media in general so much as there’s just so much “media” these days, thanks largely to the internet, and some of it has a very definite agenda, which is often, frankly, subversive. (Lookin’ at you, Breitbart! :P) I mean, the press has always had a slant, even when it’s NOT government-controlled. The idea of the press being “unbiased” is silly; it never has been and, frankly, was never meant to be “unbiased.” The idea is that you get your news from various sources, being aware of each one’s bias, and then you use the brain and critical thinking skills that God gave you as well as a dash of common sense to filter out the bullshit (because there is always bullshit) and arrive at the (probable) truth.

The problem is that, more and more, people DON’T use their brains. They get their news from a single source -- one that agrees with their own biases, of course -- and swallow it whole and become part of the echo chamber that parrots and reinforces the unfiltered bullshit on a bunch of like-minded people. It’s quite ridiculous. And then, yes, the Hexenjagd begins. :) Critical thinking seems to have become a lost art these days, but I don’t blame the media. It just does what it does, at least when it’s not government-controlled. *I* blame people who don’t think for themselves and who willingly lock themselves in echo chambers, regardless of the slant of that echo chamber.

holleyberry replied to your post “Whenever I type the word “banana,” I pretty much always type at least...”

bananananananananana batman!

Hah! Well, I was a huge fan of campy Batman when I was a kid... :D

caticalcorrectness replied to your post “Replies!”

Just found your reply. - It's very interesting, because here it seems we germans not only stealing, but USING more and more english words instead of using our own. We're loosing our language bit by bit! - Btw. the french seem to love their own langage way more... but they (so far I know) using the word 'Waldsterben' :)

In truth, all languages borrow from each other. English has always been good at borrowing and incorporating words from other languages. It’s also flexible; it’s easy to create words in English by sticking together prefixes and suffixes in odd combinations that people will still understand. But it goes the other way, too. I mean, I’m pretty sure the word for “telephone,” an American invention -- in pretty much all languages is...well, “telephone,” just spelled phonetically in the local language. A quick glance at Google Translate bears this out, anyway. (Although... What’s up with Finnish? “Puhelin?” WTF? :) ) Of course, "telephone” is ultimately...Greek, I’m pretty sure, so... Well, anyway, English steals words from AND donates words to other languages. All languages do, really.

But yeah, I’m thinking that as the world becomes more interconnected, if English doesn’t just take over completely, eventually a common world language that everyone speaks will develop. I imagine it will be English-based because English -- thanks mostly to British colonialization amplified now by the internet -- is already the lingua franca, but with words borrowed from many languages...or at least from the dominant non-English languages on the planet, so probably Spanish and...transliterated Chinese, maybe? Or perhaps Arabic? I guess we’ll see. :) Anyway, my bet is that eventually there’ll be a “world language” and that people will still speak their own local language amongst themselves. Such as thing only makes sense as the world becomes progressively less insular. Plus, it’s already much that way, with English being the general internet language.

eulaliasims replied to your post “hey, im not sure if you know but the word 'gypsy' is a racial slur...”

I always call her the matchmaker too. Works just as well, or even better considering that it isn't a slur.

dunne-ias replied to your post “hey, im not sure if you know but the word 'gypsy' is a racial slur...”

I think just calling her the matchmaker works well though.

blackswan-sims replied to your post “hey, im not sure if you know but the word 'gypsy' is a racial slur...”

For what it's worth, I just refer to her as "the matchmaker."

Frankly, I don’t refer to the character much at all because she doesn’t really factor much into my game. I don’t use either matchmaking or potions in my normal game-playing, so the only function she serves in my game is dropping off genie lamps. So perhaps I’ll call her “the LDO” from now on: The Lamp-Dropper-Offer. :)

didilysims replied to your photo “What happens when you’re a family of four living in a one-bedroom...”

In the dead of winter no less!

Right? So, that mod that Gummilutt on MTS made that makes it so that Sims don’t freeze/overheat when sleeping tents is a godsend for me. :) I often use tents when families outgrow their houses because it’s often just (relatively) temporary, until some/all of the kids grow up and leave. Unless it’s an age-modded hood that greatly extends the child/teen lifestages, I don’t want to bother with massive remodeling or moving to a larger house which will quickly become an “empty nest,” anyway, since I don’t generally do multi-generational households in my game. So....tents it is when there’s an unexpected overflow! :D (I honestly thought that Sage would never marry, much less have kids! So, he just got a small, one-bedroom house.)

webluepeace replied to your photoset “Finished up this house. Have some interiors. There’s a furnished floor...”

Just curious, are you going to upload a furnished version? Because I really am in love with the interior!!

I don’t generally upload furnished houses because, frankly, I use a lot of Maxis recolors (98% my own) and repositoried sets (and don’t always use the master mesh on the lot) and custom objects of which I have a billion recolors. Maxis recolors don’t get included in lot packages. Neither do master meshes of repositoried sets when you don’t use that mesh on the lot. So for those, you have to hunt through your downloads and include a folder of separate files with the download. That is a time-consuming pain in the ass. And when you include a custom object on a lot, ALL of the recolors you have of that object package with the lot, too. So, for instance, I use Nengi’s rugs on pretty much all lots I build. I have about 200 recolors of those rugs. They all get sucked into lot packages if I include them and I then have to edit the package down to just the recolor(s) I used -- which, again, is time-consuming -- or else I’ll end up with 300MB lot packages full of unrelated object recolors, which I absolutely refuse to sic on downloaders. If I share a lot, I’m conscientious of including only what’s needed for that lot. Mostly because extra stuff pisses me off, when I download a lot from someone else.

That said, I have in the past uploaded a lot that is furnished and has custom meshes and walls/floors and such but that doesn’t include any recolors. So, it’s really ugly when you open it; it serves as a template of sorts to which you can apply your own recolors. If that would interest you, I could upload that house furnished, but you’d still have work to do to make it look exactly as I did it. That work will be easier if you generally download my recolors of things, but it’s not like you can’t do something equally as nice with entirely different recolors. Or maybe with no CC at all, who knows? I suck at CC-free, personally.

twofingerswhiskey replied to your photoset “OK, so the farmhouse I built turned out too big for the household it...”

this reminds me of tino's house in the weekenders!

I have no idea what you’re referring to, so I’ll have to take your word for it. :) And I have to hope that Tino’s house wasn’t an eyesore. :)

princess-arystal21 replied to your photo “What happens when you’re a family of four living in a one-bedroom...”

Reminds me of my first Asian family. Had them living in that tiny house that came with the IKEA expansion, and they ended up having 3 girls and a new floor being built.

Yeah, I rather enjoy cramming large families into small houses. :) I don’t really like playing large houses because the pixels get lost in them and I prefer to keep an eye on them. So, I’d rather cram a bunch of them in small spaces than let them spread out over a large space. They’re pixels; they don’t really care about personal space and privacy. :)

didilysims replied to your photo “Birthin’ time! And it’s another girl. Her name is Samantha.”

I may still call her Coconut. ;)

Thanks to you, that’s what I call her now, too. ;)

princess-arystal21 replied to your post “fuzzyspork replied to your post: I’m looking...”

I have issues with products popping up in weird spots outside the store, rather on the shelves where they belong. Then I find my stock person working way out in the street, or in the side-yards! Can't figure out how to stop that :/.

I can’t say I’ve ever had that issue, myself. But then, I don’t often have stores that sell stuff off shelves, mostly because I don’t like my Sims’ inventories becoming cluttered with a bunch of non-functional decorative crap. So, my owned lots tend to be venues or, if not, are things like salons, clothing stores, restaurants, electronics stores that sell video games and usable handheld devices, and grocery stores. Places that don’t sell useless non-functional crap, in other words. :)

Are you using custom shelves? Perhaps they aren’t really OFB-compatible as far as being used as store shelves, so the restock functions don’t work properly? Or does it happen when you’re using the Maxis shelves, too?

didilysims replied to your post “Does anyone know...?”

Does the owner have to be townified? You could move her out and never play her again and she would retain ownership. Or even stick her in an empty lot in the corner of the map somewhere out of sight if you don't want a cluttered Sim Bin.

Nah, the owner doesn’t HAVE to be townified; I just want them to be. :) I know it doesn’t really make much of a difference in the grand scheme of things. The only real benefit is that when a playable ages up, the townified-playable will show up on the “Sims to age up with this Sim” screen. Non-played playables don’t. So, that’ll make keeping ages in sync a little easier. So I guess for my own purposes it’s really more of a symbolic thing than anything else.

But I do like the idea of the hobby leaders owning lots. Then playables can visit and do the hobby leader interactions and hobby-related stuff without having a membership card (although I think the Visitor Controller can filter by OTH, now that I think about it, which will be useful for this) AND without having to use (or bother with the hassle of making over/replacing) the fugly and often nonsensical Maxis stealth hood hobby lots. I can build better ones, keep them in my lot bin, and have the hobby leaders own them instead. :) Although I still have to test to see if that will work...

fuzzyspork replied to your post “Hey!”

omg I used to do cross stitch! So much so that I was part of a cross stitch forum online. I got rid of all that stuff the last time we moved since it had been about 6 years at that point since I'd picked up a project. Kinda miss it now...

deedee-sims replied to your post “Hey!”

I used to do cross-stitching too!

Oh, yay, fellow stitchers! :) I used to do it A LOT, and I’m having such fun with finishing this old project that I’ve ordered another little kit online, as a little XMas gift to myself. I don’t think it’ll consume me like it once did, but it’s fun to do when I don’t feel like...oh...Simming or doing Sims-related things.

declarations-of-drama replied to your photo “Pierre the Maid Dude earns his pay.”

I wish we had small terrariums in TS3 like this :)

Yeah, the ones in TS3 are kind of big, aren’t they? :\ I don’t know if that one has been/could be converted for 3 and still be functional rather than just deco, but it might be worth it to look? It’s basically the standard TS2 womrat cage without the stand, and it can be placed on any surface.

declarations-of-drama replied to your photo “Emmy popped with Vacation Baby. And then chilled in front of the nice...”

That's a lovely lounge! So many plants!

I have a tendency to overdecorate with plants. (And mirrors, being the child of the 70s that I am.) I think it’s because in real life I can’t keep plants. I like them, but I forget about them and kill them and then I feel terrible. So, most of the plants in my house are fake, the only exception being culinary herbs (including marijuana because it’s legal where I live) and giant aloe plants because they serve a purpose. (Respectively: I eat them and have an unfortunate tendency to accidentally burn myself. And I’ll also eat aloe -- and other cacti -- for that matter.) So, yeah, lots of plants in my Sims houses, where they can be pretty and I can’t kill them. :)

declarations-of-drama replied to your photoset “Random captured pics from Sage and Emmy’s Twikii Island honeymoon. 4...”

This makes me miss TS2 so bad! I used to love that charleton dude lol

YOU SHOULD PLAY IT! TS2 IS THE BEST! ACCEPT NO SUBSTITUTES!

Nah, I kid. :) TS2 is my main squeeze, sure -- and IMO its remaining online community is the best -- but I do cheat with TS3 on occasion. I have no interest in TS4, though...

eulaliasims replied to your photoset “It was time for the twins to teenify. I decided that Allison needed...”

That hair looks really good on Allison!

Yeah, I thought so! I’m always leery of using dreads on my Sims because frankly, while many of them are dark-skinned, none of them really look “classically black,” if you know what I mean, since I use just slightly altered Maxis face templates. And while in my head my Sims world doesn’t have a concept of races of people, the online community is touchy on the subject and I’m not looking for drama. So, I weighed things in my head and eventually went, “Screw it. That hair looks better on her than any other style I have, so it’s what she’s getting.”

kayleigh-83 replied to your photo “And the penguin showed up to have a chat with the twins’ snowperson...”

My penguin almost exclusively has conversations about mathematical formulae. He’s a really well educated fellow and Plumbbob knows he won’t get intelligent discourse out of my Sims!

Maybe penguins are like Douglas Adams’s dolphins, with a comprehensive knowledge of quantum physics. :) So, if the penguins all suddenly leave the planet with a “So long, and thanks for all the fish” in penguin language, perhaps we’d do well to follow them. ;)

getmygameon replied to your photo “And the penguin showed up to have a chat with the twins’ snowperson...”

Gotta love those random wtf speech bubbles 'Did I tell you the time I found a stale croissant. STALE! humans can't cook worth a damn I tell you! How do they survive ?!"

The penguins often have either very profound or very silly conversations. Both are signs of high intelligence, so there we go... :)

freezerbunny-sims replied to your photoset “I finished up the restaurant in GilsCarburg that will eventually be...”

The gallery looks so cozy and it actually reminds me of some restaurants in the beach towns of my province.

Oh, that’s good to hear, thank you! Because GilsCarburg is supposed to be a “beachy” community. Not in the tropical/Caribbean sense, though. More like a temperate “Northeastern US/New England” sort of “beachy,” the kind of place that people go to on summer weekends to lay on beaches like landed whales in order to escape the heat in nearby large cities. I fear I haven’t generally succeeded at that “feel,” though...because I often forget that that’s what I’m going for. So, it’s good when I (accidentally) do something right. :)

holleyberry replied to your photo “And then it was Gwen’s turn to age up. No party and no retirement for...”

Congrats on this accomplishment! It makes me want to go start a legacy.

I never really have success with standard legacies, at least not in the sense of just playing one subset (the “heirs”) of one family. That’s rather boring, to me. But I DO play whole neighborhoods for as long as I can, with multiple families over many generations. So I guess in that sense I DO play legacies. Legacies on steroids. And crack. Lots of crack.

didilysims replied to your photo “Cherry retired from firefighting. Luckily, they won’t be relying on...”

Ha ha, good to see she saved up for her old age! What was her job that pays such peanuts?

:D She was in the NPC firefighter career from the set of NPC careers that I have, which I guess were originally designed to be given to married-in NPCs in the various service careers. They are much less lucrative than the standard careers. The level one jobs all pay $50 a day. And since Cherry never rolled any wants for any skill points, ever, she never advanced past Level 1. Hence, her gigantic pension. :)

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mukhannath · 7 years ago

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someone alerted me to the fact that someone was screenshotting my blog to this facebook group (which is generally a big ol echo chamber of a lot of bad stuff but mostly biphobia and exorsexism as well as some aphobia)

https://www.facebook.com/groups/1838996486363924/

i censored the names, too bad they didnt extend to me the same respect lol

also, i dont know what the crytyping part is, but looking back on the posts from that day i was actually real distraught and it had 0% to do with that conversation or the discourse at all because, surprise, i have a life outside of the internet, and it’s not really going very well, so i would prefer it if you neither give me empty sympathy nor use that against me in an argument. not everything is about you

sorry if im too stupid to discourse with you or whatever but the fact that youre just gonna go laugh about it with your clique tells me that you aren’t actually willing to have a meaningful discussion with people and instead just wanna make fun of people you don’t like.

plus the damn rule’s groups has please censor ppls information i know im not posting on facebook but you would think the same courtesy would apply to tumblr. guess not lol

#(thats what the whole damn group is btw its just more of this bullshit)#alright cool yall get to claim youre marxist or whatever bitch me too this obviously has nothing to do with communism yall are just jackasse #dont fucking reblog this #i would post in the facebook group but i dont want to out myself lol

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toussainttomove · 6 years ago

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Howdy

I haven’t done an official blog post in a while so here goes. Rather Here Comes Trouble. hahaha

I am sat in Sadlers Wells gearing up for Wild Card this Thursday. Watching the lovely energetic Keira Martin run through her solo. After settling and really just grounding into the fact we have arrived to this moment.

In hind sight we gaze at the reality at how we got here and why we are here. The amazement we both feel at the fact we’re here. Although the fact of the matter is this is not the roof. The sky is the limit and with that being the case we digress but I insist we must digress with new eyes........

At a conference last week organised by Serendipity in Leicester called Let’s Dance International Frontiers. A lot was discussed around Black Dance in Britain rather Black Dance (Dance created out of African Origin) in the world. I recall a presentation by Kwesi Johnson who said “If you keep doing the same thing you must expect the same result” (or something around those lines). Over all his talk really inspired me to keep going but innovate!!!!!

I felt I couldn’t keep going.

Keep pushing to be in an industry where at times i don’t feel valued or valid. Being in an industry where the things I want to make work about challenges the status quo. Being in an industry where my job title is more than dancer/choreographer. Its project manager/artistic director/marketing manager/accountant/musician/movement director.

And then I have to find time for family. Being in an industry where I am mostly feeling alone and tired.

These were my thoughts for the past 2-3 months especially after the birth of my daughter whom I now have to be responsible for. How am I to provide for this person? In an industry where Im on the fence half the time? Hence I auditioned for Hamilton, got a recall but then didn’t get it. But if i got it this would of been a different blog post.

These thoughts started to dim thanks to recent events:

First going to the conference experiencing dancing with my Brothers & Sisters from Haiti and Norway. Listening to inspirational Artist of colour from around the world and from generations before me speak their truths. I feel refuelled to carry on but more so to change my dependancy and to not stick to the known avenues of how this system currently seems to work. I choose to no longer believe my voice is only in an echo chamber and I choose to no longer believe I wont be supported in the long run.

I have a fear that I am a fad or fashion just passing through this season but I cannot live with this state of mind. I am beyond the industry because I believe so and nothing can change that. I choose to make my work hard to swallow, hard to define, hard to turn off because the world is the way it is so why not mimic the times.

I don’t understand art based trivially and only on simple escapism there is always a truth of society to tell when making. The world needs this. The reality still remains in terms of the things which annoy me in this industry and type of career I've chosen however I have a new feeling and instinct that knows the race is only just beginning and this feeling today is only momentarily so I must enjoy each and every one of them. Good and Bad.

My tribe and I went away for the weekend. This was great. Its something I don’t do much and its something i could never afford way back in the day. We went to the country side and went to a National Forest for a bit, it was nice to turn off and show little Nyrah some trees which she found very interesting. Seriously im in love with my daughter im already dreading having to be nice to boys who want to ask her out as they will as I did to many girls when I came of age. OMG scary thought!!!!!! This reminded me that life is beautiful in how our perception can be grabbed and that we should value the good times we get to have with new people and the ones dear to us.

I started to reflect more and realise ive come a long way. In five years although I don’t see any awards and I haven’t as yet been commissioned to make anything on any dance companies and all the stuff that is still in my head to be made I still cant see how they will be made. but im going to try!!!!

What I have done so far is incredible!!!!

I not only danced in numerous performance (not just dance) companies and toured around the world. I made a solo about my life and a serious issue to do with society period not potent just now but forever. I h=can do my solo forever if I want to.

I have toured my own work for two years to15 venues across the country. All done from my brain a laptop and cultivated a bag of support. Yes there are politics around why it was me and no one else yes there are politics to do with the industry heads and how they chose and venues and producers and programmers. All those things but none the less I've put so much work in and I have seen results the results is the fact I am still here. I have a healthy mailing list, I have great outcome of audiences regularly, I teach regularly and I can even give other people work. Ive had three successful arts council applications one of which I wrote entirely by my self, literally had no help with the Snakebox project and I organised my first tour by my self.

Im saying we must count our blessings. Before we call it quits and get frustrated with where we think we are and where we think we should be. Remember where you have been. I was a kid in Jamaica who would walk home after school with a bunch of my friends and we’d take different routes just so walking home would take longer and that we could explore. Taking the long way so we know the ins and outs of where we are.

Am I doing this with my career??? I dunno. If there is a short route would I have taken it? No I don’t think so. This route is teaching me who to listen to its teaching me who people want me to be verses who I am and who I am to be. Its teaching me about how the imperialism I learned only lightly about in Jamaica in Primary School lives and breaths in this society, in its arts institutions, in its everyday and I am learning to be the Black Panther camouflaged in the dark depths of the unknown, a cosmic blackness which is my cloak of safety and strength. it gives me prevision to step into every and any room and turn the tides in my favour.

iF YOU ARE AT A STAGE IN WHATEVER YOU DO AND YOU THINK YOU CANT KEEP GOING??? ITS OKAY. YOU’VE GOT THIS. IT MAY NOT BE THAT YOU HAVE TO KEEO GOING THE SAME WAY MAYBE START GOING A DIFFERENT WAY. YOU WERE RUNNING STRAIGHT INTO THE CORE OF THE SUN.

HAVE YOU EVER TRIED TO TAKE TWO STEPS FORWARD, THEN STOP AND WAIT, BLINK, TAKE TWO LOOKS EITHER SIDE OF YOU BEFORE YOUR NEXT STEP???

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