#infodumping hours i guess

[kafus]

this sounds really silly but i think about this screencap from kaf's graduation live a lot (as in high school graduation, not graduating from her activities as a vsinger)

i don't have a better picture right now sorry lol but this is my (shitty) japanese handwriting. kamitsubaki opened a form to submit messages to kaf congratulating her on her graduation and they would display them on a "virtual blackboard" during the concert... for some reason i assumed at first they would somehow cram every submission in there but they ended up only putting a few and out of all of the people they chose, i was the only one from my english speaking friend/fandom group who submitted one and also got on the blackboard. (later on they did post an image to twitter with more messages fitted in)

the messages appear in the concert at the end of a song and kaf bows and says thank you to all the messages and then walks out of the classroom, transforming into her older self (tsubame) in the process. she essentially says goodbye to her high school self in that moment

of course it was surreal and cool to be so lucky as to be included in this, and to have something i wrote even if in a minuscule way be etched into kaf's history during a time that cannot be repeated, but it's also sentimental for me because of all the effort it took just to write this one message. figuring out what i wanted to say, contacting a couple friends much better at japanese than me for help critiquing how well i conveyed my message and correcting my grammar, handwriting it over and over and over in pen at like 6 in the morning in the living room until i decided it was legible enough, using my mom's scanner to get a clean image and turn it in...

arguably a lot more effort was put into the letter i wrote for kaf that got hand-delivered in japan by my friend flying out from france for kamifes, but this tiny graduation note is particularly unique due to the time period and like... seeing my message next to everyone else's. obviously it was about kaf but it was also about the community and i felt so connected with people who i can't even directly talk to due to language barrier. over the same thing we all love. indirectly experiencing something together that can quite literally never happen again.

idk man i'm autistic and overly sappy and sentimental over stuff with my special interests but i cannot return to kaf the same way i can return to everything else. only an after-image and i think as much as i grieve that sometimes i also celebrate it. i'm really happy i was able to make those memories. there's a lot of other things like that lost, in part, to the sands of time but i think i'll hold them close for a long time

[steakout-05]

"He just kept talking in one long incredibly unbroken sentence moving from topic to topic so that no one had a chance to interrupt it was really quite hypnotic."

neurotypicals describing the way i infodump about my special interests to them

[sillyfroggremlin]

sharing is caring. go trap someone dear to you and force them into learning all about something they may or may not care about but you do a lot

[humblemooncat]

🖊

I'll take a quick break from Eros because I remembered a thing about Rhala I never shared.

Y'rhala likes to visit Scholar's Harbor a lot, as he's always enjoyed the sound of the ocean. However, he is extremely hydrophobic.

One day when he was younger, he accidentally fell over the side when strolling with a couple classmates. They were the only ones to notice, but were too afraid to move to get someone. And so Rhala was thrashing about with no help in sight. After a while, one of the dockworkers noticed and hopped in to rescue him just in the nick of time.

The experience has scarred him to the point where he will actively avoid water or any other large body of liquid, exceptions being shallow baths or showers and drinks. If he is submerged even for a moment, he will panic.

Thus, when needing to travel by boat or near water, he will nestle himself in the safest, most central part of the vessel.

[doggirldick]

is there a word for that like imaginary infodumping? you know when you imagine yourself talking to a friend and you just infodump and they just sit there in silence and nod? and this is all in your imagination?

did anyone else like catch themselves doing this all the time as a kid? like not paying attention in school bc you’re like daydreaming about infodumping? cause i remember at some point i started doing it deliberately when i needed to kill time or like i’d do it in bed until i fell asleep like counting sheep.

[tyrantzeye]

HI SO I.SWW A MOOT DO THIS SO IMMA DO IT

propaganda❤️

ALL COOL STUFF UNDER TH CUT...btw sorry my handwritings.bad

for the bracket⬇️

^ backstory post

SUMMARY: itsuki is a streetfighter who ran away from an awful life at a young age in search of their father. she made the most of basically nothing. eventually found her dad and it didnt go well at the end. duringthat time, however, ix really found herself as a person after having time to not worry about where she was going to sleep that night and transitioned!!! personality wise, ix's very blunt and mean but is a softie at heart. itsuki likes to tease the hell out of her friends as well, and may be quick to judge if they're okay with it or not... she also cant spell...... she uses she/they/ix pronouns & her birthday is december 2nd :)

@transfemswagbracket

[yellbug]

was listening to the court of thrones and roses audiobook while i was hiking on a mountain by myself today and having a delightful time with it because it is really quite a bad novel but while i was doing it i went down a random trail and got lost and was trying to find my way back to my car but i needed to cross this very wide stream but there was nowhere to cross except this scary broken log like 4 feet above the stream and i’d been walking all day so my legs and ankles were shaking involuntarily and the entire time i was crossing this scary broken log i was listening to sarah j maas completely fumble writing wanting about beauty and the beast cock. she was fumbling the beast cock and falling and tripping all over the place while i was trying to use my shaking newborn lamb legs to walk across this for like 15 feet

[swallowdraws]

Founder's end

Ok, I've been re-reading the Houses of Hermes sourcebooks and I've noticed that many story seeds in the books are around what could have been of some founders in 1220. Then thought that maybe some people want to add them to their sagas.

Anyway, Idk why I decided to do this but it's like there are no better ways for me to waste my time (or maybe is just to fulfill my need to infodump), so, here is what's last known about the founders (I have not included Diedne).

[Warning for mentions of violence]

Björnaer:

House Bjornaer holds like these secret councils every 12 years where they decide their inner politics in the Order. At one of the first of these "in 831, the ancient Birna, then over a century old, imparted some last instructions to her House and disappeared forever in the form of an immense bear."

Bonisagus (and Trianoma):

Bonisagus had to kill the last apprentice he took, bc the code and all that. After that he got depressed, left Durenmar and disappeared, only to be seen again at the Grand Tribunals of 817 and 832 (but he didn't participate much). Then "He was last seen at the regular Thebes Tribunal meeting of 836, recruiting young magi for some secretive mission."

Trianoma attended the Grand Tribunal of 832, then she went to eat with Bonisagus and "After supper, she retired to her private suite and died in her sleep."

Though, there are more theories to this, specially about what they talked about while eating. One is that she asked Bonisagus to kill her in a ritual to increase the magic aura of Durenmar, but he refused and then she did it herself. This resulted in Trianoma's ghost haunting the tower, and they had to blew up the two top floors to get her out. Then she ran to haunt the nearby forest.

Criamon:

"Criamon was the first Founder to pass from the world, a handful of years after the First Tribunal." It makes sense since he was the oldest of them, but Criamon did not simply "died" or that's what the House believes.

Okay, so Criamon early life was like really shitty shit, that much that Twilight became his happy place. Also, the House and Criamon himself think that time is cyclic, what means that he would have to live through that shit for infinity. At the thought of it, he said "fuck that" and posed the Enigma, then he fled to Twilight and "holds its road open", so he's between in and out of the time cycle.

Just straight from the book: "Criamon remains partially within time, holding the Twilight road open. This is arduous, and Criamon’s strength must eventually fail. By posing the Enigma, Criamon asked his followers to rescue him from his self-imposed duty. Criamon suffers to allow his followers to escape time, while they work to free him from his labor."

This dwells a lot in the House's phillosophy, so outside of it, one could simply consider that he went to his Final Twilight.

Ex Miscellanea:

Oficially, "Pralix disappeared in 863 while returning from a visit to her former domus magna", but it is thought that houses Tremere and Flambeau were involved in her disappearance. That is because, in its origins, house Ex Miscellanea was very martial and combat focused, all in the "join the Order or die" ride, and houses Tremere and Flambeau felt that it threatened its identities.

The books also add that Hariste (Prima of house Tytalus just after the founder and rival of Pralix) disappeared "just a few months later", and if both disappearances could be related.

Flambeau :

Flambeau left Val Negra (former and now lost domus magna) in 820 without telling anyone where he was going and never returned.

So this lead to various theories about his demise between his followers.

One is that he "sought an encounter with the sahirs" (live-long Flambeau's enemies and non-hermetic muslim magi) to either die in battle against them or trying to finally offer peace (and then he was ambushed and killed).

The other is that "Flambeau retired from magic and joined a monastery to live out his final years in quiet devotion to the Lord", which also makes sense due to his great religious devotion.

(So, this is not int the HoH books but at the time I was writing this I was also reading Faith and Flame and there are some fun and interesting things about Flambeau and Val Negra that I can't ignore. Without telling much spoilers, by this book Flambeau is still "alive", or at least part of him. That's to say he left behind at Val Negra what house Criamon calls an "adulteration" - A creature or place created from the psychic detritus of a magus, particularly one who has entered Final Twilight - basically, traumas from twilight which can be manifested into reality. And Flambeau's adulteration is a magical clone of himself but much more wrathful.) With this information you could say this founder is either dead, disappeared, "alive" or in his Final Twilight.

Guernicus:

"Guernicus’s last public appearance was at the Grand Tribunal of 817" then he went to retire to his domus magna while swearing that the Order will crumble sooner than later. Soon after that, his longevity ritual failed and he refused Parma, and almost became a hermit in his own coven.

That's what's officially known. But, rumors say he "found a way to cheat both age and Twilight. They claim that he sleeps beneath the earth, waiting for the day the Order falls; just to witness his prediction with grim satisfaction."

Jerbiton:

"Jerbiton died in his sleep, and is buried beside his wife under the Church of Saint Cyprian in Valnastium". That's it. This was a short and normal one. Big fan.

Mercere:

When he died, they cremated him following the rites of the Cult of Mercury. But some of those present said "that that instead of burning away, Mercere was carried through the smoke by the image of man with winged shoes", so for some of his followers he lives now among the gods.

Merinitia:

Merinitia just disappeared before 799. Probably into the bohemian woods, or maybe to others in Poland or Hungary. What was last known about her (in 785) is that she was "on the verge of a discovery, what she called “the mystery of the eternal spirit of the wild.”"

Tremere:

Tremere had planned to dominate the Order and announce himself as his overlord in 850, but those plans were ruined. After that, Tremere left his role as primus and "lived until 862".

Tytalus:

Tytalus also disappeared into the bohemian woods like Merinitia, but he seemingly prepared this a bit more. So in 807 he went to talk and offer advice to each one of his followers individually, Hariste (future Prima and his lover, kind of) being the last. He was with her for over a month and then travelled to "the Maddenhofen Woods in Bohemia, claiming he was going to win his “heart’s desire” from the Queen of the Faeries".

Verditius:

Around 800 Verditius shipwreck on the coast of Corsica while getting resources for a project. The people who found and captured him were the descendants of a man he killed years ago and they wanted revenge. "Dragging the bound Verditius to the family’s patriarch, the magus was slain, his head and heart removed and his body fed to the crows."

[medouse]

anyone: oh your ocs sound cool! can you tell me about them?

my autistic ass, immediately giving way too much information they didn't ask for:

[ratsonas]

theres so so so many feelings and thoughts inside of me that i cant express for various reasons and i just want it to all explode out

[dragons-and-yellow-roses]

Lookin cute :) Photo credits to my girlfriend

[hellsitegenetics]

hello!

i'm curious if infodumping about my pet frogs will result in a genome of a bug that they could potentially eat (seems more likely than the genome being of a frog).

i have four pet frogs! one is an african dwarf frog named bonk who is an ooooold old man (he's 5, which is the standard life expectancy in captivity for their species) with a genetic deformity on his back right foot (two of his toes are partially fused together! it doesn't impact his life in any way and various foot deformities are common for his species). he is tiny and doesn't eat bugs, but if the genome is a brine shrimp, mysis shrimp, or other tiny aquatic organism, he could eat that. ...i guess those are just aquatic bugs.

my three other frogs are white's tree frogs, piphy, ollo, and beeps. they are 4 years old. piphy is my only girl frog. she is large and peach-colored with light blue starlet eyes and is an extremely physically enthusiastic eater; she does unnecessary backflips in pursuit of waxworms held by feeding tongs directly in front of her face. she also loves swimming in their pool, which has resulted in various melodic renditions of "piphy in the pool." ollo and beeps are smaller and a dark brownish green, i think they are genetically brothers! they enjoy being reverse-roosters by croaking when they wake up at night. they are energetic and enjoy climbing my walls and flinging themselves far distances when i let them out of their terrarium for nightly supervised enrichment hour.

bonus: i also have a black racer nerite snail who is the live-in algae vacuum for bonk's tank. her name is ozmi and she is canonically trans (her species is not hermaphroditic, and when i got her i decided she was a girl because i wanted to bring feminine energy into the aquarium, but she has never laid eggs so i figure she is probably trans). she is also 5 years old which means she has outlived the life expectancy for her species like 3x over. she may be immortal.

okay that's all!!! attached photo of piphy in her pool, looking elated about it (tree frogs tend to open their mouths a few times after eating a bug... i am not sure the physiological reason). i find your blog so delightful, thank you for running it !! :)

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[kaionyx]

I hope everyone who claims they want to be with me knows that i’m not this hard dom all the time. Yes I post about the many dark and sadistic fantasies I want to do someday, but that’s all they are. Fantasies. In fact, i’m actually a complete nerd and a huge one at that.

I can infodump constantly about the different conspiracies I have or about my favorite game for hours, bring you different rocks and things I find and explain to you how they were made and how old they are. Talk about certain points in history and give you facts that I know you aren’t going to remember but I say them anyway just because someone new is listening, I could go on and on.

But inside the bedroom i’m nothing more than a feral dog in a rut that sees a warm set a holes to fuck his litters into, forcing each and every one of these sick and disgusting thoughts that run through my head onto the precious bunny I claimed. Growling and repeating faux sympathy and all those degrading praises they love so much while marking their neck with bites and scratches from holding them in place as I abuse their little frail body until I had my fill.

Then it’s right back to the sweet, loving boyfriend from before until it inevitably repeats. I guess in a way you could say it’s almost like a golden retriever but yknow, in a scary way.

[bugboybuck]

For your consideration! Bucktommy prompt: zoo date (your url made me want Buck going to the insect house and Tommy smiling helplessly as his man infodumps)

"Babe! Holy shit, look, they have Madagascan hissing cockroaches now!"

Evan's voice echoes across the insect house; they've spent most of the day linked by the hand, Evan dragging Tommy around with the confidence of a man who's spent way too many hours at this zoo to need a map anymore, but they'd finally separated when Evan made such a beeline to some kind of beloved tarantula in the dark, humid little cave that is the bug area that Tommy had refused to keep up. And, look, Tommy isn't scared of bugs, but he's also not going to pretend he can muster the same enthusiasm Evan can for small slimy wriggling things with way too many legs.

"Is that right?" Tommy says, as he eyes the tanks on either side of the walls warily. He opts for staying as dead-centre of the room as he can as he winds his way over to Evan, catching his boyfriend around the waist in front of a large tank full of - yep, those look like giant cockroaches alright. Tommy swallows.

"They didn't have these last time I was here," Evan tells him. One of his hands catches Tommy's on his waist and squeezes it, while the other gestures enthusiastically to the tank. "Do you know they're one of the only kinds of cockroach without wings?"

"I did not know that," Tommy says. "Well, I guess that's one point in their favour. I hate when those fuckers fly."

"Why? It's actually really fascinating how their wings work-" Evan seems to forget his own ramble in favour of another one as he leans a bit closer to the tank, dragging Tommy with him by the arms. "Actually, hissing cockroaches are kind of dope. Do you know they can reproduce both asexually and sexually? But they usually choose to do it sexually. I guess they prefer it."

"Sex fiends, huh? Reminds me of someone I know." Evan pinches his wrist and Tommy grumbles, "Ow."

"And the females carry their young internally! Sort of like being pregnant with an extra step, I guess? That's pretty rare for insects!"

There's a pause for a moment. Tommy plays with Evan's fingers and thinks about how there's not many men he would ever have voluntarily looked at cockroaches for, and how Evan's brain is an adorable, enthusiastic trap for facts about anything at all, and how Evan's love for the natural world is just like his miraculous ability to be fond of even the ugliest things in life. The urge to ask Evan to move in with him forever like, way too soon into their relationship is nearly overwhelming, as it often seems to be these days.

Then Evan says, "You know, they're actually a pretty popular exotic pet, you only need a tank and some terrain they can climb-"

"Ooookay why don't we go look at the penguins now," Tommy says, and drags Evan away before he can get any ideas.

[squidthesquidd]

haha guess who got too into turning an infodump into a comic ... meeee. this took twelve hours lol

aaanyway, i think i might turn this into a series! different characters explain lore and worldbuilding stuff to you! what would you like explained next? :D

[totallyveryallosexual]

I see a lot of people say that people self diagnose neurodivergence because it's "quirky" or cool or something, which shows a lack of understanding of self diagnosis that I would like to correct.

1. I personally do not think I have autism because I "saw a tiktok and related to it". I think I have autism because I fulfill the diagnostic criteria that I have looked into extensively. I have sensory difficulties. I get overwhelmed by sound, and light, and the wrong fucking texture un my clothes or food. I was made fun of my entire childhood for "taking things too seriously", and I took what people said at face value, because I took things far too literally. I spent my entire childhood figuring out how to act normal, how to say the right thing at the right time so I wouldn't be made fun of or excluded. I am extremely comforted by various types of stimming, but was punished as a child for anything considered fidgety or abnormal. I love biology, and can infodump to you about genetics (special interest) for hours. This is an interest that can be considered abnormal, and it has consumed most of my available brain space for many years. Also, every single autistic person I've ever met has clocked me in about five seconds and immediately told me I have autism. The truth is, people don't self-diagnose themselves with a highly stigmatized disorder unless it is seriously impacting their lives.

2. Autism, especially in girls and bipoc, is often missed. If they can learn to mask it, it doesn't get diagnosed. I got straight A's all throughout high school, and I had teachers tell me that they thought I had autism, but that it was probably fine because it didn't impact my academics or my life. Spoiler alert: it did! People think that when a seemingly functional person claims to have autism, they are hopping on a trend, but most of the time, they are suffering. I was depressed and sometimes suicidal before I figured out I had autism. I got called a psychopath for things that should have been recognized as symptoms of autism, and a lot of the time I believed it because I didn't have any other words for myself. Our society is shitty and if you aren't a little cis white boy, it's much harder to get diagnosed.

3. Diagnosis is expensive, and hard to access! A lot of people don't realize that it's a privilege! It costs a lot of money to get diagnosed, money that not everyone can afford. It's also hard to get a diagnosis because of social stigma, especially if you figure out you have some form of neurodivergence under the age of 18. I'm a month shy of being a legal adult, and I know that while I'm working towards it, it will be a while before I can get properly tested and diagnosed. My mother, who would scream if she ever saw me wearing noise cancelling headphones in public, is not going to help me get a diagnosis. My mother, who has thrown what can practically be considered temper tantrums over me stimming (literally just tapping my fingers against each other) is not going to help me get a diagnosis. The children of parents who aren't ready to give up their image of a perfect child and think autism can be wished away don't have the same access to diagnosis as the children of parents who are willing to work with them and contribute financially, and neither does any adult who has gotten through life alright but struggles financially because They Have A Disability!!!

In conclusion, don't shame people who diagnosed themselves. I absolutely think the end goal should always be to work toward a professional diagnosis, but that isn't always feasible for people, and we can't sit around slowly drowning in the meantime. If you are worried about self diagnosed people taking away resources: guess what, there are no resources!

Self-diagnosis shouldn't be quick. It comes after a long time spent diving through symptoms and diagnostic criteria. But it gives people without access to diagnosis the ability to nonetheless understand themselves better. For me, it means being able to say "I'm overstimulated, I'm going to find a quiet place" instead of sitting and suffering. It means being able to say "I'm going to sit on the floor instead of my desk, because that grounds me and stops me from spiralling". It means stimming when I'm overwhelmed, and stopping when I need to, all without shaming myself or thinking of myself as lesser for not being able to do things I was told I should be able to.