#influencer creep

[fisheito]

yakuya in MY swamp? in MY ecosystem? no . i am still in disbelief. i hope you all know that my particles are bouncing off the everything. i am using periods as punctuation but the state of my mind is naught neareth final.

[pororoh]

WEDNESDAY ADDAMS x TYLER GALPIN | Wednesday 1.06 “Quid Pro Woe” — wyler screencaps (part 1 of ∞)

[sysig]

Getting closer, getting really close now I swear (Patreon)

[thebananaiscold]

You’re favorite purple queen mentally ill witch girly is back. Giving you the only GRWM video we all secretly needed.

was this inspired by @froggybrainz ‘s drawing of Laughing Jack beating you until your unconscious? Yes, yes it was.

[rubywolf0201]

Why I think calling Amy Rose a stalker is not just wrong but also distasteful

- Amy never has any malicious intent when she interacted with Sonic

- Amy is 12 years old and just wanted a chance to spend time with Sonic, like any other friend would. She ain’t some lustful creepy fangirl.

- Sonic is a nomad, meaning he would hop from one home to another. (Closest to a “home” would be at Tails’ workshop)

- Related to the above, running is the main theme for the Sonic franchise. So for the supporting cast to interact and spend time with Sonic, they have to give chase to Sonic all the while learning and understand what freedom is and why Sonic is the way he is.

- Stalkers are known to hide in the shadows like a creep and knows exactly their victim’s locations are. The times Amy meets Sonic is whenever she senses his prescene or just happens to meet him by coincidence.

- Whenever Amy cheerfully meets Sonic, it’s always portrayed in a childish but endearing way. Sonic may have been nervous at Amy’s prescene before but he has grown to be comfortable around her overtime. If she really is a creepy stalker, then Sonic would’ve run away and put a restraining order from her.

- Stalkers are known to also send gifts to ther victims all the while they’re doxxing them. Amy is never seen doing any of those things and whenever she wants to give Sonic a gift, it’s always in a friends kind of way.

- Amy never really describe her affection or friendship with Sonic in a creepy manner.

- Amy never really threatened Sonic’s life or attempted to murder him. And the few times she did go after Sonic with her hammer or namecalled him, it’s because he is disrespecting Amy.

- Amy truly cares for Sonic as a friend and she, Tails and everyone Sonic is close with won’t hesitate to rescue and help Sonic the moment he is in danger.

[seiwas]

kageyama! 🏐

omg the man the myth the legend… he… thank u for sending sorin bb 🥹

kags is 100% the type to tuck his cold hands under your shirt. is that cute? idk, but i think it’s mostly because it’s him that it’s kinda endearing? if you’re wearing a hoodie and just lounging around at home, he definitely slips his head under it and says it’s bc he’s cold 🥺

send me a character and i’ll tell you what cute relationship thing they do!

[quintaviouslydevious]

It is honestly depressing that it’s a positive that a YouTuber isn’t a stalker, nonce, rapist, of bigot - I mean, that’s the BARE MINIMUM of the stuff you’re not supposed to be. It’s frankly saddening we have to applaud the few good people on these platforms for their good morals and ethics. That’s what the VAST MAJORITY of popular content creators and influencers SHOULD be - Good people. And yet, somehow, terrible people rise quite well on the Internet. But good for Tom Scott for retiring: He’s done a lot, and his amazing videos that simultaneously provided and still simultaneously provide education, awe-inspiring visuals, and other amazing aspects.

[amashelle]

*tiktok influencer voice*: I don’t know if it’s been scientifically prooven but, to me, fish are connected. To us, to me, to each other. Isn’t that beautiful?

—Lancelot (probably)

[toadsrbutch]

yesterday evening, a man said to me “sweet dreams stardust” after a *brief* conversation and I think that should be illegal tbh.

[13eyond13]

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[smilingmxsk]

((Maybe I could make Shade into a slightly more background entity until absolutely needed...))

[lana-baumgartner]

something interesting midori translators have pointed out is that, while mariko goto makes many songs about domestic abuse, violence, and toxic relationships, something she does frequently in her lyrics is refer to the "girl" in the relationship as "that girl" (anoko) and refers to herself as the "boy" in the relationship with the pronoun "boku". at first I assumed she was simply writing the lyrics from the POV of the "boy" until I learned she was into women. i don't want to speculate too much on matters concerning her sexuality or private life or trauma but I can't help but wonder if that contributed to her putting "herself" within all those lyrics depicting abusive relationships

[postgameroutesix]

where

another VERY short little musing practice piece on my oc dante <33 introducing the house thats one of the main settings in the story

It’s fond of peaches, this house.

The sand outside bears their color, the wallpaper inside bears their likeness. Dante gazes at where the peach-print tears, laying on their left side, eyes half-lidded.

Perhaps when they wake it’ll serve them peaches for dinner (breakfast?). They’d refuse. Naturally, eating offered food binds you.

They roll onto their back and stuff an arm behind their head—springs of the sofa groaning beneath them. They’re unsure what material the sofa’s made of, but they’re sure if they could feel it they’d hate it. It looks smooth, a little soft. They tense at the thought, grimacing.

A raven caws. Faint (distant?).

In houses so big, there’s a bigger chance there won’t be much to do. Dante hasn’t ever been in a house big as this, so maybe that observation is limited, but going by all those grotesquely enormous houses owned by people obsessed with minimalism, they stand by it. Even this room is grotesquely enormous, a house enough on its own, so they see no reason to leave. Leave. They should, they know not their business here. They have work in the morning (now?) and must catch the bus. Leave…

If they don’t know how they got here, how can they leave? Yes, that’s sound logic enough. To stay. Lying here with the house and its peaches they’ll refuse to take, undisturbed forever…

Their eyes slip shut. They can’t release a breath, though if they could, they would.

The last thing they remember is a crash (the bus?) before waking on a peachy-sand beach. A house, towering and thickly dark, had leered over them. They remember staggering to their feet and forwards only to pass out once more and come to in this room—this room which they have not attempted to move from, nor can they convince their body to try, its rare quiet lulling them to a kind of somnambulant state. Cold, though. That keeps them from succumbing completely.

Leaving. An eye cracks open, looks through smudged glasses to the overhead chandelier glinting like yesterday’s (right?) white lavender sun. Dante heaves themself upright, instantly slammed with a lightheaded sensation. Trembling. Their eyes find their hands trembling.

They hate peaches, really. A taste so overpowering they itch to punch a wall.

These walls, past the wallpaper, look soft. Tissue-like.

Their head thumps (hear it, not feel it) and they wonder if the wall’s interior thumps also.

[girlishfrenzy]

there's something (funny, I guess?) thinking about how photos mathew has gone from "Big Mod on a social forum who nobody cares about as a person beyond being aware he exists" to "that time lowtax killed himself and the second people found out they started cheering" in the span of like A Day

ward of protection

[maddyshome]

ngl if this denji dude was real i’d be grossed out by him. so sorry but thats a problem. wish him a speedy recovery tho.