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[margeoww]

Birthday Surprise

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pairing: toto wolff x wife!reader

summary: for toto birthday, his wife plans a private surprise, with decorations of balloons and soft lighting. What begins as an intimate and meaningful celebration quickly turns into an unforgettable night of love and passion, strengthening their connection.

warnings: fluff and suggestive.

The night had finally arrived. You had spent weeks planning the perfect birthday surprise for Toto, knowing he wasn’t one for big parties or noisy celebrations. He preferred quieter, more intimate moments. So, you decided to create a memory just for the two of you.

You had decorated the living room with an array of balloons in silver, white, and soft pastel shades. Some floated gracefully near the ceiling, while others were gathered on the floor in a scattered, whimsical fashion. The room was dimly lit with candles, casting a warm, golden glow. You had chosen the music carefully—soft, romantic tunes that would fill the space with the perfect atmosphere. Everything was ready for Toto to walk into the surprise you had meticulously prepared.

The cake was simple but beautiful, decorated with just the right touch. —Happy Birthday, my love. —the inscription read, and as you placed it on the table, you couldn’t help but smile, feeling the warmth of anticipation.

The clock was ticking, and you knew it wouldn’t be long before Toto arrived. You texted him one last message, asking him to come home early. He had no idea that when he walked through the door, it would be to the most intimate, heartfelt birthday surprise he’d ever experienced.

When you heard the sound of the front door unlocking, your heart skipped a beat. You quickly adjusted your dress and turned off the lights, letting only the glow of the candles illuminate the room. You stood still, hidden from view, waiting for his reaction.

The door opened, and Toto stepped inside, his face lighting up as his eyes landed on you standing there in the middle of the room. The surprise was evident in his expression, but then his eyes softened as he took in the details—balloons, the warm light, and most importantly, you.

—You did all this? —Toto’s voice was filled with disbelief and affection. He stepped closer, his eyes never leaving you.

—I did. —you replied softly, unable to hide your smile. —I wanted to make tonight special, just for you.

Toto approached you, his hands reaching out to touch your face gently, his thumb tracing the outline of your lips. —You always know how to make me feel loved. —he murmured, his voice low and tender.

He closed the distance between you, his hands finding their way to your waist as he pulled you closer. His lips met yours in a soft, lingering kiss, a kiss that spoke more than words ever could. You could feel the warmth of his body as he enveloped you, and the feeling of his lips against yours made your heart race.

As you pulled away, you smiled up at him, your hands resting on his chest. —Happy birthday, Toto. —you whispered, your breath shaky with the intensity of the moment.

His eyes were dark, full of desire and love. —You’ve already made this night unforgettable. —he said, his voice thick with emotion.

You led him to the couch, sitting down next to him as the two of you shared quiet moments, enjoying each other’s company. The world outside faded away, leaving only the two of you in your little bubble of happiness.

The atmosphere shifted. The music played softly in the background as you both sat close, your fingers intertwined. There was an undeniable tension between you two, a magnetic pull that neither of you could resist any longer. Toto leaned in again, capturing your lips in a deeper, more urgent kiss. His hands roamed, tracing your body with slow, deliberate movements, igniting a fire inside you.

You moaned softly into the kiss, your hands tangling in his hair as you pulled him closer. Every touch, every movement was a promise, a longing that had been building for far too long. He deepened the kiss, his tongue brushing against yours as his hands slid under the fabric of your dress, his touch sending shivers down your spine.

You could feel the heat between you building, overwhelming in the best way possible. You pulled away for a moment, looking at him with eyes full of desire. —Are you sure? —he asked, his voice low, yet full of tenderness.

—I’m sure. —you whispered, pulling him back to you as your lips met once again, this time with more urgency. The surprise had been for him, but now, the night was for the both of you.

The rest of the night passed in a haze of passion and closeness. As the candles flickered out, the room was illuminated only by the soft glow of the remaining balloons. Everything around you felt like a dream, as if the world outside ceased to exist.

You and Toto shared a quiet moment afterward, both lying on the couch, his arm wrapped around you. You felt safe, loved, and more connected than ever before. As the night ended, you realized that the birthday surprise you had planned wasn’t just for Toto, it had brought you even closer, deepening the bond that had always been there between you.

[infinitethree]

It is, to put it bluntly, too goddamned quiet.

Stepping onto the stage was supposed to be a big deal! A crescendo in the production, the climax of the story!

At the very least, things were supposed to be less fucking boring!

But it is, sadly, a ghost town. Even the Showrunner doesn’t have an exact idea of the metrics of the sad little platform their existence is really known on, but they know it’s not great.

Uhg. They really don’t love the idea of jumping the shark already, but…things need to get livened up.

The audience really needs to appreciate the marathon of bitching that will be Show’s reward for the bone they’re gonna throw into the spectral audience.

Quite literally kicking down the door into the library, they shout, “Hey, Scribs, we need to chat! Get your nose out of your fucking books!”

Much like the Showrunner’s stage, the library is the domain of another unusual individual. The infinite rows of bookshelves bear titles in indecipherable scripts, but…that’s the only real feature of the space.

Everything else is a void. A white, empty void, stretching out over Eons and Eras.

Show’s face shifts to a brief animation of an eyeroll. Great, in-jokes that exactly one person can possibly understand. That bodes super well for how this’ll play out.

From amidst the shelves, a figure slowly emerges.

Like the Showrunner, their form is…unusual. What little ‘skin’ is visible is, much like their counterpart’s, rather similar to a jointless mannequin. The color differs, though– a swirling, silver-and-lavender as opposed to the Showrunner’s gold-and-black.

But largely, they are obscured by a cloak.

The cloak covers most of them, bar their many extra arms– and the number of them keeps shifting, as do the sizes of the books they’re writing in– and their ‘face’. It looks almost like a universe is depicted in them.

Or…it is a universe. Because it moves– the stars, the celestial bodies, all of is moving. In just a few moments, several stars wink out, while others suddenly appear. Along the edges of the ‘garment’-- if it really can even be called that– are ever-shifting runes in that same silvery-lavender color that seems unique to them.

Each rune seems to be made up of a shifting mess of overlapping words.

In much the same way, the odd, dark purple, crown-like ring of horns that blends into the cloak are made up of untold words in seemingly eternal flux. Above the center of that crown is a large, cat-like eye made of yet more words– these in bright lavender.

Around the eye are dozens of rings of varying widths and sizes, spinning in seemingly random directions, with yet more eyes embedded into them.

And…that only leaves their face. Or what passes for one.

There’s a geometric, elongated sideways eye-esque shape in the center of an otherwise white mask. The edges of it shift slightly, but only enough that gives the impression that it’s capable of more change.

In an almost bored monotone, the Scribe says, I have made it clear I have no interest in being on your stage. Leave me to my work.

“It’s fucking boring, though! If there’s no audience, there’s no point in writing! Scribs, you gotta–” Showrunner, you have already interrupted me and dragged your audience along with you. Whatever game you seek to play, I will not be partaking.

The Showrunner groans, multiple extra arms appearing to help them emphasize, “The game is that there’s nobody to write for! The seats are empty, the stage is lifeless, and I’m bored outta my mind!”

At this, finally, the Scribe’s own additional arms pause in their writing.

…I already allowed you to use my name to, as you put it, ‘liven things up’. “That wasn’t even me, not really! That was the yahoo at the keyboard needing to make your precious little sociopath play nice!”

The first hint at emotion comes, the Scribe replying, You speak as though you have no favorites of your own. “I never said I was unbiased, but it still fucking helped you, too!”

The pupils of all the eyes thin in unison. I grow weary of your arguments. Leave, you have gotten the hint of mystery that you, ironically, are incapable of cultivating on your own.

A shriek of frustration accompanies a sound like breaking glass. Jagged, teeth-like shards of the Showrunner’s flickering red screen-face mouth along to the distorted echo of, “Holy fucking shit, how are you such a giant bitch!? Stop being such a useless stick in the mud and help me make this fucking work!”

Emotion is once again gone from the Scribe’s voice as they sigh, Still a spoiled child, demanding attention and affirmation. If your stage is so empty, stop waiting for a prompt to populate it. Simply…devise the scenario yourself.

The flickering gets more intense, and the Showrunner seems to become just a little larger. The circle of extra screens around their face spins faster and faster, until they stop looking like anything more than a glowing red ring.

And then it all cuts out. The audience has not yet earned this particular reveal, no matter the desires of the one who usually mans the cameras. 

[insertdisc5]

📚 A List Of Useful Websites When Making An RPG 📚

My timeloop RPG In Stars and Time is done! Which means I can clear all my ISAT gamedev related bookmarks. But I figured I would show them here, in case they can be useful to someone. These range from "useful to write a story/characters/world" to "these are SUPER rpgmaker focused and will help with the terrible math that comes with making a game".

This is what I used to make my RPG game, but it could be useful for writers, game devs of all genres, DMs, artists, what have you. YIPPEE

Writing (Names)

Behind The Name - Why don't you have this bookmarked already. Search for names and their meanings from all over the world!

Medieval Names Archive - Medieval names. Useful. For ME

City and Town Name Generator - Create "fake" names for cities, generated from datasets from any country you desire! I used those for the couple city names in ISAT. I say "fake" in quotes because some of them do end up being actual city names, especially for french generated ones. Don't forget to double check you're not 1. just taking a real city name or 2. using a word that's like, Very Bad, especially if you don't know the country you're taking inspiration from! Don't want to end up with Poopaville, USA

Writing (Words)

Onym - A website full of websites that are full of words. And by that I mean dictionaries, thesauruses, translators, glossaries, ways to mix up words, and way more. HIGHLY recommend checking this website out!!!

Moby Thesaurus - My thesaurus of choice!

Rhyme Zone - Find words that rhyme with others. Perfect for poets, lyricists, punmasters.

In Different Languages - Search for a word, have it translated in MANY different languages in one page.

ASSETS

In general, I will say: just look up what you want on itch.io. There are SO MANY assets for you to buy on itch.io. You want a font? You want a background? You want a sound effect? You want a plugin? A pixel base? An attack animation? A cool UI?!?!?! JUST GO ON ITCH.IO!!!!!!

Visual Assets (General)

Creative Market - Shop for all kinds of assets, from fonts to mockups to templates to brushes to WHATEVER YOU WANT

Velvetyne - Cool and weird fonts

Chevy Ray's Pixel Fonts - They're good fonts.

Contrast Checker - Stop making your text white when your background is lime green no one can read that shit babe!!!!!!

Visual Assets (Game Focused)

Interface In Game - Screenshots of UI (User Interfaces) from SO MANY GAMES. Shows you everything and you can just look at what every single menu in a game looks like. You can also sort them by game genre! GREAT reference!

Game UI Database - Same as above!

Sound Assets

Zapsplat, Freesound - There are many sound effect websites out there but those are the ones I saved. Royalty free!

Shapeforms - Paid packs for music and sounds and stuff.

Other

CloudConvert - Convert files into other files. MAKE THAT .AVI A .MOV

EZGifs - Make those gifs bigger. Smaller. Optimize them. Take a video and make it a gif. The Sky Is The Limit

Marketing

Press Kitty - Did not end up needing this- this will help with creating a press kit! Useful for ANY indie dev. Yes, even if you're making a tiny game, you should have a press kit. You never know!!!

presskit() - Same as above, but a different one.

Itch.io Page Image Guide and Templates - Make your project pages on itch.io look nice.

MOOMANiBE's IGF post - If you're making indie games, you might wanna try and submit your game to the Independent Game Festival at some point. Here are some tips on how, and why you should.

Game Design (General)

An insightful thread where game developers discuss hidden mechanics designed to make games feel more interesting - Title says it all. Check those comments too.

Game Design (RPGs)

Yanfly "Let's Make a Game" Comics - INCREDIBLY useful tips on how to make RPGs, going from dungeons to towns to enemy stats!!!!

Attack Patterns - A nice post on enemy attack patterns, and what attacks you should give your enemies to make them challenging (but not TOO challenging!) A very good starting point.

How To Balance An RPG - Twitter thread on how to balance player stats VS enemy stats.

Nobody Cares About It But It’s The Only Thing That Matters: Pacing And Level Design In JRPGs - a Good Post.

Game Design (Visual Novels)

Feniks Renpy Tutorials - They're good tutorials.

I played over 100 visual novels in one month and here’s my advice to devs. - General VN advice. Also highly recommend this whole blog for help on marketing your games.

I hope that was useful! If it was. Maybe. You'd like to buy me a coffee. Or maybe you could check out my comics and games. Or just my new critically acclaimed game In Stars and Time. If you want. Ok bye

[userpeggycarter]

hi! someone requested me to do a tutorial based on this gifset!

this tutorial requires an intermediate knowledge of gifmaking. i won’t teach you how to do gifs from scratch, there are other tutorials for that out there.

[tutorial under the cut]

THE BASICS

AN INTRODUCTION

first off, the gifset in question is based on this gifset by @/eddiediaaz and i got permission from them to explain the process. i won’t be sharing the template because it’s a near replica of theirs (that isn’t shared to the public) and i don’t feel comfortable doing so, but you can recreate it by yourself just like i did!

also, ESL, so please pardon any mistakes.

THE FONT

Circular ST (Medium & Black). download it here & here.

CLIPPING MASKS

clipping masks are the way i put images and gifs inside of shapes. i used that method in the first and second gif of the Spotify gifset as you can see here. what does a clipping mask do? basically, it links two or more layers together in a way it follows the “shape” of your base layer. ie, everything that is shown follows the “shape” of your main layer and nothing more. your base layer can be anything: a shape, an image, a gif, a text, an adjustment layer, really everything. let’s see an example:

CLIPPING MASKS & SHAPES

the original image (Gun 'n' Roses logo) is intact, as in, it’s not cut like a circle, something that cannot be undone. instead, everything outside the limits of the blue circle is just hidden. if i delete the base layer (the circle layer), the original image will appear as it originally is, as an rectangle. talking about layers, let’s see my layers panel (some things are in Portuguese, but i think you can understand):

notice the little arrow pointing downwards to the “circle” layer. that is the clipping mask symbol. the base layer always needs to be below what is being clipped. if the base layer is deleted, the chain is broken and every layer clipped will now act independently and have its original shape. you can have as many clipped layers as you want. you can also have multiple chains going on in a .psd, each one with its own base layer. to clip a layer, you just need to press ctrl+alt+G or cmd+option+G while having the layer you want to clip selected (NOT your base layer). or, you can go to LAYER > CREATE CLIPPING MASK.

CLIPPING MASKS & TEXT

let’s see the same example, but with text instead:

A TIP

because adjustment layers are clippable, you can completely gif by using clipping masks. this is very useful when you have more than one gif inside a canvas and don’t want an adjustment layer to affect everything besides a certain layer/element.

let’s take my first gif of the Spotify gifset as an example.

the circle is the base layer. the “Carol smiling” layer is my gif converted to a smart filter. above that “Carol smiling” layer, there is a black and white gradient map and two color fills of white so i can achieve the coloring you see. all those layers are clipping onto the circle layer, making my now b&w gif have the shape of a small circle as well. those layers are in a folder in the .psd of my first gif, so i don’t have multiple files sitting on my PC to assemble just one gif. i could have giffed that small gif separately and pasted it onto my canvas as well, but i like to do this way so i can adjust everything i want in real time instead of redoing a gif over and over every time i want to change something.

HOW TO MAKE EACH GIF

all gifs are 540x540px.

THE FIRST GIF

the first gif has 6 elements. the elements are: a big gif serving as a background (a close-up of Carol), a smaller gif inside a circle (a b&w gif of Carol smiling) as a profile picture and four static images for the featured artists. i giffed as i normally do (loaded screencaps, resized the gif, sharpened the gif, etc) for my background gif. to achieve the coloring, i’ve added a gradient map (layer > new adjustment layer > gradient map) purple to pink. to the profile picture, i made a 160x160px circle in the top left corner. the color of it doesn’t matter. the next step is a matter of taste: i giffed the smaller gif in the same .psd thanks to clipping masks that i explained earlier, but you can do it in a separate canvas too. for the featured artists, i made four circles with 98x98px each. for the images, i had to check Spotify for their selected PFPs. after that, i googled “[band/artist] spotify” to find the images. the PFP of bands and artists in the Spotify app are displayed in black and white, so you might have to make them b&w if you happen to find them only in color. to make the artists PFPs pop a bit more, i transformed them into smart filters and added a bit of sharpening to them (intensity 10 x radius 10). you can adjust the colors and the brightness if you want, too. the sizes of the texts in the gif are: 58px (username), 20px (top artists of the month), 15px (name of the artists), 12px (only visible to you + show all + profile) and 11px (following and follower numbers).

SECOND GIF

for the chart, i created a black rectangle (490x308px) that i set its blending mode to lighten (thus making it transparent) and i added an internal white stroke. i added the text and the little squares next to the top 6 numbers. the font sizes are: 17px (top tracks this month), 11px (only visible to you), 14px (song title, show all, top 6 numbers), 13px (artist/band, album title, length of the song). i added the album covers — that i made b&w — by clipping images onto 32x32px squares. for the coloring, i added a gradient map (dark purple > light purple).

THIRD GIF

there are three types of playlists in this gif: a Spotify original playlist, a playlist made by a user and a Mix. you don’t have to follow this formula if you don’t want to, but in the case you do, here’s how i did it: browse Spotify for an original playlist of theirs. chances are, if you google the playlist’s name, you can find its cover on Google Images. at least, i found the “All Out 80s” cover that i used in my gifset. you can also create your own. for the user playlist, just pick four songs and find their (album) covers, also on Google. create a square canvas on Photoshop and make four squares, each in one quadrant of the canvas. paste your images onto your canvas and clip the images to each square. then, add a gradient map (black + whatever color you want) to all those images and title your playlist (font size: ). save that collage as a PNG and load to your gif canvas or merge all the layers+transform into a smart filter and drag the smart filter layer onto your gif canvas. now, the trickiest one. while you can invent your own Mix, i wanted to use a real one, but i had no idea on how to find them. thanks to reddit, i discovered that, if you search “made for you” on Spotify, you will find their Mixes! some of them are very whacky and specific! i just picked the Mix that made the most sense for Carol from that (gigantic) list. before doing the next step, i would advise you to google the name of the Mix you picked to see if you are able to find the cover of it with good quality. i wasn’t able to find mine (Karaoke  Mix), so i just screenshotted my Spotify app, pasted that screenshot into Photoshop and cut the Mix cover and pasted that onto my canvas. the quality wasn’t great, so i transformed the cover into a smart filter, added a bit of gaussian blur and then sharpened it (intensity 10 x radius 10). the color wasn’t what i wanted either, so i used Hue/Saturation to change the hue. because the original image for the Mix was smaller than i wanted and i stretched it to make it bigger, the quality of the text and the Spotify logo was botched. i painted over the Mix cover and created a text with the font i linked earlier to replace its now pixelated title. i also painted over the little Spotify logo, found a logo in the internet and pasted over the Mix cover about the same size of the original logo. to achieve the “3D effect” of the gif, i made my b&w gif, the base. then, i duplicated all layers and added a gradient map (black > pink) and merged all the layers of that duplicate. i made a second replica of my gif, now with a different gradient map (black > blue). i set both replicas to the ligthen blending mode. you will notice that the replicas will "disappear" and only the original b&w gif will remain. if you move the replicas a bit, that colored border will appear. this doesn't work much in very bright gifs without a lot of dark areas, btw.

FOURTH GIF

this gif used an altered (by me) version of this template. (i changed the fonts to match the rest of the gifset, too.) for the color text effect, you will have to gif with the timeline bar. take your gif’s length and do the math to find how many frames are ⅓ of it. take your lyrics’ layer and cut it into three equal parts or close to it by using the scissors icon in the timeline panel. in each third, change the color of just one line, line by line. when you play your gif, the colors of the lyrics will change like in Karaoke. you can do the same thing with frames iirc, though. i explained the timeline method because that’s the one i used in this gifset and use in general gif making. for the coloring, i added a gradient map. to make the colors pop a bit more, i add two gradient maps: the first one is in black and white, the other is in color. that adds depth to the blacks and darker colors of the gif.

FIFTH GIF

like in the Top Playlists gif, i wanted for my Daylist to be real as well. to achieve that, i listened to my Carol Danvers companion playlist (that you can listen here) for a long time until my Daylist refreshed itself. (Daylists refresh in certain times of the day — don't worry, Spotify will tell you when.) then, i just copied what it told me — the title and the genres i listened to generate such a Daylist, plus the genres i should check it out. you can invent your own Daylist if you want, but because it is generated by AI, i find very difficult to mimic its crazy titles, but you can try! you can also search in the web for other people’s Daylists if you want, but usually people don’t tell you what they listened to to get those playlists and nor what was recommended for them to listen to and i, at least, find that information important for the gifset. be aware that Daylists aren't available for every country yet (like in mine), but i found a way to work around that. the browser Opera GX offers a free "VPN" — not exactly a VPN, but it works close enough — so you can set your location to the US and listen to in-browser Spotify. i recommend not log into Tumblr while using Opera's VPN as there is a myth (that could easily be true!) that Tumblr terminates people's accounts that use a VPN. font sizes: 43px (daylist title), 13px (text), 12px ("daylist" & "made for"). for the flare effect, i searched for flare overlays on YouTube and downloaded one of those videos with 4K Video Downloader, a free software. i loaded the overlay into Photoshop and added a gradient map (purple > pink) over it, thus changing its color. i pasted the overlay onto my b&w gif and set its blending mode to screen. voila!

that's it! i hope you liked it and that i was able to express myself well. if you have any questions, feel free to contact me, i love helping people about their gifmaking questions! 💖

[drdtblingsceo]

WHIT TIME LOOP THEORY – EXPLAINED

Veronikas rambling about the book is during her intro and the text on white background is a hidden text on DRDT tumblr page..

1. FOREVER DEAD

The hidden text and Forever Dead are really similar, I highlighted the parts that re connected / similar

Frist, the protagonist of Forever Dead is a boy, so saying this could also be about Veronika ( there are mentions about " boredom " and Veronika is the one telling Teruko and Xander about the book in the frist place ) doesnt make sense;

Whits secret quote is " We tend to idolize dead ", and both the book and Wsq is related to death. ( Its obv possible that the quote is about his mother but its not directly stated, and ofc even if it is, it doesnt have to be ONLY abt his mom )

2. WHITS INTUITION

Its highlighted so far 3 times in DRDT ( and definitely will be more ), and yea thats suspicious. What if Whits intuiton is infact not that amazing that he can even predict things ( one example: the " Do you really think shed be HANGING out in a playground rn ? ", and yea it could be just a joke put there by DRDTdev BUT !!! or when he said that his intuiton is telling him that him and Charles will become good friends someday ), but he just knows what will happen and how the situations will play out because hes been throught them before for MANY times

3. 4TH WALL

Whit broke the 4th wall few times, directly talking to US - the viewers, or doing things benefiting us, even if it doesnt make sense in his place. For example: when SHOWING the characters special weapons list and then talking directly to the audience, or when in early-mid (chapter 2 episode 10) trial asked what is Edens secret because "he forgot" and Ace said that he didnt had to ask because he can just simply look up at the monitor where are all the secret displayed, its like Whit did it so WE can get reminded which secret are already revealed and belong to who.

4. FORESHADOWING

Also Whit foreshadowed things too, for example AGAIN the Arei hanging out at playground scene

( small theory, that can later on be evidence for this theory too: in prologue, during Charles intro, he joked about Charles being " pronounced dead at 3 ", so if Charles will die in 3rd chapter or in any chapter during 3 AM / PM, it will be a HUGE evidence for this theory )

5. " BACK ON THE RIGHT TRACK "

There were situations where Whit brought DRDT " back on the right track " or made the kg more interesting, like when he protected / revealed Charles hemophobia during trial 1, because he knew that if everyone voted Charles as the culprit the kg would end ( and cmon TV show ending so quickly would be no fun !!!.. Also why would he start the time loop again so early on ??? )

Or when he didnt helped during the chapter 2 episode 4 fight, or when he didnt revealed Davids secret until he was literally forced too

6. POSSIBILITIES

1. He is the mastermind and wants to entertain the audience as much as he can, and since he knows what will happen anyways, he can direct what situations he will let play out and what not, so it wont he boring for us

2. Hes not the mastermind but he is stuck in the time loop so he wants to entertain himself as much as he can, in the hidden text on tumblr page there is mention of constant boredom, so naturally he wants to entertain himself as much as he possibly can to not feel it

He, of course, can be the mm and want to entertain himself too, or not be the mm but he will atleast make it that way so we wont be as bored as he is now - he will make the TV show entertaining

7. WHITS PERSONALITY

If Whit was put throught so many loops or stuck in this kg for " eternity " wouldnt he act cold or emotionless, or atleast not how he acts now ??? Yea maybe, but think about it, if he was a bitch, distant, cold or mean to everyone – no one would like him, or if he took it to extreme people would avoid him even ( MAYBE minus Veronika but im sure he would get pretty fed up with her after a while ), and the consequences of people ignoring / avoiding him ??? More boredom... which he already is REALLY bored so why would he make it even worse for himself ??

8. " KILL TERUKO TAWAKI "

I think its pretty clear ( or atleast very possible ) that the one who wrote the " kill Teruko Tawaki " note is the mastermind

The note looks like its written in a specific type of blue pen which we didnt see in the series yet, and you know who special pen/s which no one in the cast would find / have ( minus Min ) ??? – Whit !!! His special weapon is stationary, which is known as writing and other office materials ( including pens duh ). But Charles would call Whit out since he knows Whits handwriting and saw the ktt note ??? Yea no.. Charles canonicaly doesnt remember much from frist trial, so I rlly doubt that he remembers how ( handwriting ) the note looked like. It couldnt be Whit who wrote the note cuz he canonicaly dots his i / js with hearts !! But is it that hard to not do that while writing something you dont want anyone to know that you wrote it.. and honestly i think anyone in his position and who wantes to push the kg further, they would atleast slightly change their handwriting.. Whit really isnt dumb

9. WHITS REACTION TO DEATHS/ EXTREME SITUATIONS

After Mins execution, everyone was disturbed or shocked, even VERONIKA, but Whits reaction was " jeez, thats terrible ",, he didnt had disturbed or shocked sprite either, he even joked about her execution later on in the series

Or his reaction to Areis death, it was another emotionless " oops, thats not good :P ", and as far as we know Whit and Arei were atleast kinda friends

Plus his reaction to Terukos soon execution, and Levi bleeding out on the floor from several shot wounds

His ass did NOT cared, he only wanted to make sure Charles is alright, thats suspicious. Wouldnt he be atleast little worried for Teruko ( which he considers a friend ) and then Levi ????

Unless he knows that they will survive this, because he saw it happen before or hes just desensitized from having to watch his classmates / friends die over and over and over and over

10. DAVIDS MV

During Davids MV, during the part where we saw youtube comments, there were comments about antagonist and mastermind, the oldest being from 10 years ago and newest from 1 second ago. That could suggest that noting really changes, like in a time loop, unless SOMEONE aware does something diffrently

11. COLORS..?

This is a strech but id still like to mention it, Whits least fav color is gray because its " boring "

Also MonoTV said that its favorite colors are blue ( Whits eyes ) and yellow ( Whits hair, theyre blonde but blonde is still a shade of yellow )

12. THE WHIT SPRITE

During the frist not sane Whit sprite scene in chapter 2 episode 16, Whit REALLY looks like hes hiding something behind his back

I think if hes the mastermind he has his own remote to activate traps etc. and hes the one who locked the elevator or he tried to open it with his remote and for some reason he couldnt so thats why we got this sprite

And if hes not the mastermind i think he took something out of broken MonoTV / something that fell out of MonoTV when Ace punched it, when cast was distracted with Levi and was just stressed that someone saw him do it or allat didnt happened in previous loops so it took him off guard

[juustokaku]

Confidentiality - Chapter 3. - yandere!ATEEZ OT8 x f!reader

Introduction: Joining a peer support group for mentally ill was a good idea for the last two times you were there. Then it's only natural for the third time to go well too, right?

Pairings: yandere!Hongjoong x reader, yandere!Seonghwa x reader, yandere!Yunho x reader, yandere!Yeosang x reader, yandere!San x reader, yandere!Mingi x reader, yandere!Wooyoung x reader, yandere!Jongho x reader

T/W: This story will include talk about mental health struggles such as body dysmorphia, paranoid thoughts and more. Possessive and obsessive behavior. Dark themes are to be expected.

A/N: This chapter has only Yeosang, Wooyoung and San. Some of the other members are only briefly mentioned, because I'm trying to introduce the characters at a moderate pace, so it won't feel too packed. Thank you to everyone who has enjoyed and read my story!

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A ring of a bell startled you as you walked inside a cafe. You weren’t a scaredy-cat usually. Your mind was as sane, stable and rational as could be, you had convinced yourself. But those days, you were sure that something bad was about to happen. 

You were feeling constantly on edge, after you had read the ominous words on the piece of paper Jongho had hidden inside your mitten a few days ago.  

It was foolish, even you recognized it, but you had thrown that mitten away. Those mittens had been knitted for you by your grandma during her last days. Although they probably wouldn’t have had any monetary value, they were a symbol of your grandma’s strength in fighting her illness. 

You wished you had even an ounce of her strength. You two had different disorders, but if you just were strong like her and could feel like you were safe, you wouldn’t have had to throw the mitten in the trash. 

But what else were you supposed to do? If Jongho managed to hide a message for you in there, he could have set a tracker in it as easily. After those warning words on the paper, you felt like your life was threatened even more than before. 

Looking around the cafe, you realized only now that you had never been there. But now that you were inside, you never wanted to get out. 

It was quite small but the decorations and atmosphere made up for it. If you didn’t enjoy the sweet scent of products of diligent baking, appreciation for the visuals was a must. 

The counter was the first thing that caught your attention. Soft hues of blue, pink, red and everything else with even softer creamy toppings on the pastries had an appeal to them that no customer could resist. They were presented in a way that no-one could walk past them without at least looking twice. 

It was almost Valentine’s Day so everything was lovely and pretty almost in a sickening way. Just the right way to help you focus on the atmosphere instead of your difficult feelings. 

It was quiet there, no superfluous music in the background, just people enjoying each other’s company or reading a book alone. This was just what you needed to clear your head. 

Just then, you caught a glimpse of someone familiar, coming to view with a tray in his hands. But you just couldn’t believe your own eyes. This was definitely not what you had expected to see, when you woke up that morning, feeling terminally anxious and hoping for some relief. 

But you did not complain. 

“Yeosang?” 

The said man almost slapped himself accidentally as he covered his face as quick as he could with the tray when he heard you call out his name. 

You took in the sight of Yeosang dressed up; he had baby pink trousers and t-shirt on, his biceps stretching out the sleeves deliciously. A ruffled, white apron on his body made him look even cuter, kind of like a househusband. 

Although you found the tiny angel wings attached to his back adorable, a text on the apron snatched your immediate interest. 

“Hug me!” the text demanded. 

“W-Welcome to this cafe... What would you like to order?” Yeosang squeaked out, still hiding behind the tray to save his dignity. 

“Are the hugs free or should I pay for them?” 

Yeosang peeked behind the tray to meet your eyes, his own filled with curiosity and confusion. Only after you pointed at his apron, he realized you were talking about the text. 

“It’s free... just for you,” Yeosang managed to give you a shy smile. 

“I was just kidding. You don’t have to hug me.” 

You had no idea which fountain of confidence you had drank from to be able to joke with Yeosang like this. But those few times you had talked to him were able to make your anxious heart calm down a little. Well, not completely; now your heart was fluttering with a different kind of anxiety. 

Yeosang looked almost disappointed as you told him he doesn’t have to hug you. 

“But what if I want to?” he asked. 

Speechless for a moment, you looked at Yeosang with lips slightly parted in surprise. He was staring at you, hoping you’d answer positively and wouldn’t shot him down. 

“Then let’s hug,” you said before you could think rationally. 

Yeosang could be hiding a knife in the pocket of his apron which he would stab you with. Maybe the knife would be a butter knife so it’d make your death excruciatingly slow and painful. 

“How... How do I hug you?” 

“Just a normal hug,” the way you answered sounded confused. How else should Yeosang hug you? 

He held onto the tray tightly. His knuckles were turning white unlike his red face. 

“I haven’t hugged anyone in many years. I’m not sure if I remember anymore how to hug.” 

Silently, your heart shattered into smithereens. You had thought you were socially anxious but Yeosang was on the next level. 

“Open your arms,” you guided. 

Yeosang did as told and opened his arms widely. 

You stepped nervously closer and wrapped your arms around his torso. It was unbelievable that you were doing this. 

But as soon as Yeosang let his arms slowly embrace you and sighed in contentment, you knew you had made the correct decision by hugging him. It felt surprisingly right to have his buff arms around you. 

You could feel his body sharing its warmth slowly with yours, and it made you strangely a little comfortable. Yeosang wasn’t the only one who had needed a hug. Now that you thought about it, you didn’t remember when was the last time you had hugged someone. 

But as you tried to break the hug gently, Yeosang held you even tighter. It wasn’t squeezing yet however you couldn’t wiggle out of his grip. 

“Y-Yeosang, you can let go now.” 

“A little moment longer, please.” 

Yeosang pressed his face to your neck, and you could hear him sniffing it. A small hum of satisfaction vibrated through his body. His breath tickled your neck, and you felt goosebumps form on your skin. 

The comfortable hug had turned into a creepy one quickly. You tried to remind yourself that Yeosang hadn’t hugged anyone in a long time, so his desperate attitude was forgivable. 

The way your heart had fluttered in excitement before turned into a gnawing feeling of anxiety as Yeosang didn’t let go. 

“Y/N!” 

Yeosang let go of you quickly as Wooyoung’s loud voice demanded your attention. 

Your savior Wooyoung had arrived with San following closely behind him. 

“Oh, and Yeosang too. Hi,” Wooyoung just nodded at the said man briefly before turning to you. 

“Where’s my hug at?” he pouted playfully. 

You knew Wooyoung was just joking but you had to resist the cringe that was about to creep up on your face. 

“She used all her available hugs for today already,” Yeosang answered. 

San chuckled a little, clearly humored, “I’m sure she can be charitable and give us a few hugs as well.” 

“Uh yeah, I guess,” you shrugged, biting your lip nervously. 

“Here I come!” 

Wooyoung’s warning barely even reached your ears before he was already hugging you tightly. Yeosang had been almost squeezing you but Wooyoung was definitely more than ‘almost’. 

Luckily it was a short hug since you had been nearly suffocating, as it seemed like he was trying to kill by smothering you with love. 

You would have rather been a victim of Wooyoung’s murder though than hug San. Wooyoung and Yeosang weren’t familiar to you either but you hadn’t talked to San more than probably two sentences. 

There was nothing wrong with San. He seemed respectful, and God was he handsome, but you had already felt a little uneasy to be locked into Yeosang and Wooyoung’s embraces. 

“You don’t have to hug me if you feel uncomfortable,” San smiled at you reassuringly. 

Now you would have just felt bad for not hugging him. He didn’t pressure you in any way; not with his body language nor with his words. 

But it was possible he was trying to manipulate you with his kindness. After all, under the resistant shell that tried to keep you safe, you had a tender heart. Some people were able to see through your shell straight into your soft spots and take advantage of them. 

“It’s not like I have something against you, I just don’t know you as well yet.” 

San nodded, the smile on his face understanding. The smile just didn’t quite reach his eyes which looked dejected. 

“Do you want to get to know me then?” 

His face was so hopeful that you didn’t have the heart to reject him. 

“Sure,” you smiled nervously, “You can sit next to me if you’d like to.” 

This time San’s smile made his eyes look like little crescents, “Great! Shall we find a spot to sit at?” 

“I’m joining you two,” Wooyoung informed determinedly, leaving no room for disagreement. 

You honestly felt relieved that Wooyoung was joining. That way San would pay less attention to you and the way you fiddled with the hem of your shirt. 

Yeosang watched as the three of you walked away. Disappointed, he pouted as you left but decided that this wouldn’t be the end of his and your interaction for today. 

“Here you go,” San pulled a chair out for you as you found a table to sit at. 

His respectfulness was attractive, you noticed yourself thinking. But still, it was important to remember he might have had bad intentions. 

You smiled at him gratefully and sat down. San seemed trustworthy enough that you could push the suspicions out of your head for a moment. Hopefully he hadn’t planted a camera on the chair that would record footage of your butt, although you believed there was nothing special to see anyway. 

Then you felt something sticky where you had just sat down. 

You got up quickly from the chair and took a look at it. Chocolate sauce on the chair. Chocolate sauce on your bottom. 

Of course, now it looked like you had had a serious accident. 

“I-I...” you tried to say something. 

“I’m so sorry! I should have checked the chair before offering it to you!” San panicked. 

“Y/N crapped her pants!” Wooyoung burst out laughing as he took a look at your butt. 

San turned to Wooyoung angrily, “Shut up! She did not!” 

“Did little Y/N have to go potty? Did you eat too many beans?” 

Your face was burning up. From humiliation or anger? You did not know. Tears were threatening to well up in your eyes. 

“Wooyoung, stop talking before I cut your tongue off.” 

San’s tone of voice was so dangerous that Wooyoung shut his mouth instantly. That didn’t stop his little giggles though. 

“I’m sorry. Let’s go to the restroom to wash your pants...” San shook his head in shame. 

You felt him take your hand gently into his to lead you to the restroom. Covering your butt with your other hand, you let him take you away from the curious eyes and quiet laughter of people. 

San was mumbling apologies as he led you to a restroom meant for disabled people. 

You wondered why San took you to that specific restroom. It was private. It was a closed space. You would have a hard time escaping him if it came to that. It would be child’s play for San to just stand in front of the door and block you from going out. 

When the two of you were inside the restroom, locked up, you felt your heart racing. 

“We have to wash your pants,” San started sheepishly, “You have to take them off for that.” 

It wasn’t unexpected of you to get shocked, “Could you go out then, please?” 

“Please, let me help you. This is my fault.” 

San’s pleading expression made you want to give in. But regardless of his feelings or sad puppy eyes, it was way too risky to let him be there. 

“No. You can wait outside the door, and I’ll call you in if I need help.” 

The pout on his face didn’t waver your determination, so San just left the restroom, sighing in disappointment at himself. 

You took off your pants and looked at exactly how bad the situation was. It was bad. No wonder Wooyoung had laughed so loud. 

But no matter how much you used the cheap hand soap and cold water on the stain, it didn’t leave. It felt like the stain just spread wider, soon the size of a tennis ball. You groaned in despair. This was really it. You’d either walk out with a “shit stain” on your pants or with no pants at all. 

There was a knock on the door. 

“Y/N? Did you get the stain off?” 

“No,” you answered San, trying not to sound annoyed. 

“Get your pants back on.” 

“Why? They still look like my rectum exploded.” 

You could hear a stifled little laugh San let out behind the door before he responded. 

“You can have my shirt and wrap it around your waist. That way it’ll cover your butt.” 

For a moment, you considered San’s suggestion. It sounded decent but there was one problem. 

“But... you wouldn’t have a shirt on that way.” 

“I have a jacket. Unlock the door, please. I’ll be coming in in a few seconds.” 

Once you had pants on you unlocked the door, and soon enough, San stepped in, carrying his black jacket. Before you could say a word, he unlocked the door and to your shock – and excitement – started taking his shirt off. 

“Ah! What are you doing?!” you covered your eyes. 

San just said gently, “I’m giving you my shirt. I couldn’t undress in the public area of the cafe.” 

“Why didn’t you undress in the men’s restroom and come here after that?” 

A moment of silence. 

“Hm. Good point. Too late though.” 

As San tapped your hands, you took them off your face to accept the shirt. 

The shirt wasn’t the only thing you received though. Your eyes received quite a gift as well: seeing San’s naked upper body. 

It had always been clear that San had a toned body. You had been able to see it through his clothes as well. But now that his bare chest was there in front of your eyes in all its glory, a gasp escaped your mouth before you could stop it. 

“Oh. Nice shirt,” you attempted to focus on the piece of clothing instead of San’s body. 

“If you like it, you can have it for yourself.” 

“What? No, it’s yours,” your brows were furrowed in confusion. 

“I want you to remember me by something.” 

That was weird. San and you barely knew each other but he was already speaking like that. You two shouldn’t have had any emotional connection yet. 

“You make it sound like you’re going to die.” 

San chuckled, “Just accept my shirt. It’d look better on you than on me anyways.” 

It was a nice shirt indeed, but you had complimented it primarily because you wanted to focus on somewhere else than San’s nudity. 

“Well, okay... Thank you,” you murmured shyly as you took the shirt and wrapped it around your waist, finally covering that shameful stain. Wooyoung’s gleeful cackling was still ringing in your ears as a memory of the humiliation. 

“Look at me.” 

At San’s request you turned your gaze at him. You tried your best to pay attention only to his face although your eyes threatened to glide over his chest. 

“Please, tell me you like what you see.” 

You got surprised by how desperate he sounded, the plead coming out almost like a whimper. He left no time for you to even answer; 

“What do I have to do? What do I have to change? I’ll do anything.” 

“You’re already good, San... What are you talking about?” 

San looked into your eyes intensely, despair deep in his dark brown ones. He took a step towards you. 

Your heart nearly jumped up your throat as he got closer. Oh, how stupid you had been to allow San to get inside the same, locked restroom. 

“Why didn’t you hug me then?” 

“I-I just don’t know you that well yet.” 

“But you hugged Yeosang and Wooyoung! You embraced Yeosang like he was your lover,” San started sounding frustrated, and it scared you. 

Then again, a knock on the door. A moment of silence followed it until Wooyoung spoke. 

“I heard my name. Come out, I’m bored.” 

San sighed and glanced at you sadly before stepping out of the restroom. He still didn’t have anything on his upper body. 

As Wooyoung saw San appear before him, his voice suddenly turned tense. You could hear the dark tone buried under a teasing, playful one. 

“Ah~ What were you two doing there? Why is San coming out shirtless?” 

Wooyoung couldn’t fool you or probably anyone. It was so clear that there was something off about him. The way his fists clenched and his lips tightened into a thin line as he stared at you coming out of the restroom. 

“San gave me his shirt to cover my butt.” 

Wooyoung just laughed a little and shook his head, “No. What did you really do?” 

A frown etched on San’s face. 

“That’s the truth. I took my shirt off to give it to Y/N.” 

“You’re both dirty liars. Tell me right now what you did to her.” 

The tension was growing thicker, making you dizzy with anxiety. Wooyoung and San’s somewhat civilized conversation was turning into an argument, but you couldn’t hear their voices anymore. Your mind was somewhere else. 

Only Yeosang’s voice brought you back down to Earth. 

“Guys. I have to ask you to leave. San is shirtless and arguing with Wooyoung,” Yeosang sounded nervous, “The other customers don’t enjoy listening to this.” 

The whole day had been one big embarrassing moment to you. First, you had had to hug Wooyoung and Yeosang. That wasn’t as uncomfortable but when added to the list of looking like you shat yourself, seeing San shirtless, and being told that you were causing a scene, it was too much. 

San and Wooyoung understood immediately that it would be best if you three left. A shameful look was on San’s face as he put his puffy jacket on, ready to go out. 

“Come on, Y/N. Let’s leave this place,” Wooyoung took your hand. 

Just as you were about to start following him, Yeosang stopped him. 

“I said ‘guys’. Does Y/N look like a guy to you?” 

“No, but-”  

“She can stay. You two must leave.” 

Yeosang was the sternest you had ever seen him but you still couldn’t take him seriously in his outfit. If he didn’t have a silly apron and angel wings on, he would have seemed scarier. 

Coming to the cafe hadn’t been as relaxing as you had thought it would be. 

You spent the rest of the day there under Yeosang’s eyes that didn’t seem to ever leave your figure. Finally, after having enough of the staring and feeling uncomfortable in your dirty pants, you decided to leave. 

The atmosphere in the cafe was utterly different than outside. As you walked past the countless stores, restaurants and cafes in their closing hours, you found comfort in the sound of snow crunching under your feet. 

Despite the warm streetlights and even occasionally moon lighting up your way, they couldn’t light up your thoughts. You felt like someone was following you. 

That’s why the crunching of the snow was so important. You could hear every step the person took. No other people were in sight which made your heart clench in fear. You were completely alone with a stranger in that dark night. Maybe it wasn’t even a stranger. Like Jongho had said, there might have been a threatening person in the peer support group. And you had a pretty good idea of who it could be. 

You accelerated your steps, testing how the person following you would react. And to your horror, the steps behind you accelerated as well, keeping up with your pace. 

Every step you took was quicker than the one before that until you were full on running. Your legs felt like they wouldn’t work and lungs like they were burning. You didn’t dare to look behind you. Precious time you needed for your survival would only be lost if you turned around. 

But this could be one of the few chances to see who it was. 

You whipped your head around, fully prepared to see someone chasing after you. Maybe it was Yunho. Would the police even believe you if you told them that one of their fellow officers, possibly even friends, was stalking you? 

But there was absolutely no-one. The night was as silent as could be. No moving cars, no people, no animals. Only snow falling softly on your head and melting the moment it descended. 

You stood there like a fool until you realized that this all could have been a trap. The stalker might have been tricking you into staying in your place for a little while before striking. So, with one last look to the darkness behind you, you headed to the darkness ahead of you. 

The trip was excruciatingly long and anxiety-inducing. When you finally arrived in your small apartment, you locked the door. As usual, you also made sure the chain lock was placed correctly. You had survived. 

Someone had been following you, you were sure of that. It couldn’t have been just your imagination. 

You sat down on the floor against the door. Exhaustion due to the running had made your chest and legs ache but you couldn’t care less. Suffering from pain, if it meant that you survived, was worth it. 

“Unlock the door, please.” 

You flinched as a small voice of a man called out. It sounded sad. 

“Unlock the door. I’m begging.” 

This time, the voice was desperate. There was no way in hell that the man behind your door had come with good intentions. 

 “Y/N. Unlock the fucking door.” 

You scrambled away from the door, getting up on your shaky feet when you heard the demand. Your legs almost gave out, making your attempt of standing firmly and ready look pathetic. 

You couldn’t recognize the voice. Feeling completely lost and unsafe even though you were inside your own home, you desperately tried to come up with any ideas of who the man could be. 

“Open the door, Y/N. Don’t you want to see me? Don’t you trust me?” 

“Let me in or I’ll come uninvited.” 

“Open the door, love. Please.” 

The time was ticking away. It was the moment to make your choice. Would you unlock the door or keep it locked? 

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[puckpocketed]

who is #43?

Hello !! First off thank u for visiting. If you clicked read more by accident rip sorry it’s a lot of text. ENJOY!!! <3

1. This was the photo reference I used. I really did mean it when i said he photographs well!! I really like how scrungly he looks at times lol. v paintable

2. here’s a timelapse for your viewing pleasure in video + gif form <3

3. Process breakdown below. I am not formally trained, so don’t take any of this as professional advice!! The way i paint has been compared to channeling some evil contract with a demon also. So um . Im saying that i dont remotely think that this is efficient or correct, its just whats comfortable for me <3

3a) the dreaded lining phase. I have 2 modes of operation when it comes to painting - either i go full-dick with fancy inking/sketching + cel shading (rare, unrefined, haven’t figured out a nice workflow yet) OR i do a very very basic chicken scratch set of lines like so:

It’s less about being realistic here and more about laying down some guide lines for the chaos ahead. If i thought i could get away with it, I would start every rendered painting i do with laying down colours — but unfortchh ive tried that before and it usually ends in really weird proportions. Even with the lines i still need to make adjustments. This is something no people except me would notice but look at the above sketch; the eyes are too big and slightly too far apart, the forehead is too small and thus the hair is also not quite big enough… I have a bad habit of drawing eyes too big on faces, they’re my favourite facial feature to draw.. i barely resisted giving him big cow eyelashes (I love big cow eyelashes… all of my OC’s and most of my more stylised fan art of characters get big cow eyelashes… god…. Big cow eyelashes SAVE ME……….)

Anyway. Structure of the face + hand somewhat established. <3

3b) Underpainting!! Okay stay with me here . Ever since i figured out i dont have to paint in 03925893853 different layers, I’ve joyfully painted on 1 layer as much as possible. I dont have the brain power all the time to be managing layers so I simply dont work with that many layers. For this painting, the skin in its entirety was painted on one layer, the hair on another layer, and the effects on the last layer. There was a placeholder background off-white/grey colour for a while there, and I duplicated the line layer — one for figuring out where to lay colours, and one hidden for later so i could check back to see how accurate to the sketch/proportions were to the actual painting. 6 layers, 2 of which i painted the bulk of the piece on, 1 more at the end.

3c) here’s where I started carving out features. I think about objects in terms of volumes and light rather than lines. i love painting and sculpting because of this!! Here you see where I’ve begun to define his features — his eyelids, his bags, his nostrils. Just refining what was there before. The suggestion of facial hair before i gave it up and left it for later (his face is so naked the WHOLE time)

3d) nose bridge highlight, suggesting his eyebrows, a cheek highlight. A touch more coral red and muted yellow pull away from the grey/blue underpainting. Strategically leaving some of it peeking through.

3e) i truly start messing with the fidelity of his features here. Red lipstick <3 and some violet/blue for shadows on the right side of his face.

3f) the part where it starts looking like q.hughes to me (though, my friend said i got his vibe pretty early on which is such a compliment.. waaaaa…..) I love this part of every painting i do. I know it’s definitely not the Correct order since other parts of the entire painting are simply Not Rendered or Done, but whos gonna stop me?? :3

I love love loveeee painting faces. Adding the little shinies to his eyes + lips + upper lip + nose … you don’t know how much of a difference it makes until you do it. Also i snatched his eyebrows

3g) i really pushed the red/coral/ochre/orange here. Note the yellow highlights on his cheekbones, the forehead, and the thin thin line of pink right between where his bottom lip ends and his chin shadow starts <- very important . To ME!!!!!!! Also highlighting his waterline and adding his lashes was so so fun <3

3h) FACIAL HAIR!!! And I started rendering his hand. Some micro adjustments made to his face for proportion check.

3i) i start painting his hair in earnest and realise his forehead is too small so i make the adjustment. I really love how it falls into his eyes in this photo. <3

3j) i make some final adjustments to his eyes — a bit smaller, closer together. And i refine the outline of his jaw, push the stylisation of it just a little.

3k) Finishing details; his flyaway hairs, his moles, a bit of texture on his face, shadows cast by his hair, his little forehead cut <3

3l) i adjusted his hand here, added more texture to his skin, refined his hair a tiny bit more, and made the decision not to fuck around painting his jersey because i wanted the focus to be his face <3

3m) Canucks blue and green. Captain at 23. His form bleeds into the background. He is the franchise.

theee most fun ive had painting anything. and i finally feel... warmed up? if that makes sense. art for me is like. if i dont do it in a while it feels like nothing goes right when i come back to it. i hate that feeling, and the most difficult hurdle to clear is letting myself feel that until i get back into my Zone. after all this time i feel like im BACK !!!!!!!

i loved painting this fella. hes SO Shaped. <3

Apologies i simply do Not have the energy to write the alt text for all of these so i hope the little blurbs are okay aslkjasdklj. i gotta post and go to bed . if u made it this far, thank you for reading!!

[ask-whitepearl-and-steven]

You put a lot small visual elements and details in that I never seem to notice on my first read, and it always makes rereading exciting. What’s a detail from the comic that nobody ever seemed to notice? I’m sure there are things that nobody has mentioned, especially from the early chapters, that you’d want to talk about

Oh man.........that's a great question.

The thing is, there are a lot of details that people don't pick up, but there are definitely eagle-eyed readers that also do! There are also details which most didn't pick up until someone posted about it, and now everyone knows!

There are also details which are actually... yet to be revealed as relevant! That's a secret tool that'll help us later. :)

But most of it is plot relevant decisions I make which make the story more full, but are not necessarily NECESSARY for full enjoyment.

For example, in the very first comic, when Earl approaches Steven....

Her eye isn't white! That was a fully deliberate decision. She didn't actually approach Steven because he wanted her to. That was a decision she made on her own!

Most of the white eye shenanigans in Season 1 were deliberate, albeit not very explicit. I suppose that worked out okay, though. Plus, many people DID catch on!

Also, this part in the Kindergarten comic:

...which people assumed was a power separate from everything, is actually just the first instance of Steven's Command power. The thing is, I hadn't settled into how to portray it at the time, and also - the gem is Corrupted! It doesn't respond to Steven's commands the same way normal gems do. I planned to explore that earlier initially, but in the end, decided to tie it into much later plot.

In Season 1, EP 38, Steven asks Earl to write her name.... and she does! But in gem, not English, because she doesn't know how to write in English.

She designates herself as White Pearl, putting the dash over the top diamond. It was at the time when she was still anxious about making Steven - White Diamond - angry with her.

And to add to the eye thing - during the Season finale of Season 2, when Steven wondered if Earl only came to see him because he forced her to - the comic where she finds him in the water proves otherwise!

Immediately when she grabs him and swims up, her eyes aren't white! She's doing it of her own accord.

Also, in Season 3's opening, when Rose is angry at what she THINKS is White Diamond, she almost has a slip of the tongue when talking about the past.

There's a very pointed reason that panel of Earl is right there next to Rose's cut-off 'My...'

Also, when Rose leaves Steven in the Containment Sphere - the Baby Jail Bubble - she unlocks it to leave, and you can pretty clearly see an interesting detail.

(which Steven, of course, doesn't notice.)

There's also a bit of a narrative tongue in cheek line-up which is accidental on Steven's part but still rings true:

(TVTropes editors caught this one! Hey TVTrope editors!)

Also, this very famous Seaglass foreshadowing:

The first instance of Steven connecting to tech was in the beginning of this season!

When Steven has a bad dream after fusing with Earl and forming Bleached Coral, there's a hidden detail in this reflective text from Nightmare Rose:

(It might be easier to read if you mirror-flip it.)

Another fun thing I enjoyed doing before I got busy with other stuff is gem language! Earl writes Steven notes in it to help him learn, and now signs with her English name,

In the Cluster Experiments comic, if you look at the panels before stuff starts to Happen, you can find a few Experiments hiding in the background. :)

In Amethyst's room, there is a Japanese stopsign and a d20 in the background.

In episode 25 of season 4, Steven is playing Moonlight Sonata!

In episode 33, the ship Steven connects to displays a bisection of the earth which showcases its lumpy core! Or rather, the megastructures that are hidden deep inside the mantle.

It also showcases a few geothermal coring sites made during the colonization.

And by the way, the drill Pearl built was actually a repurposed ship hull which was used for the Space Race ship in the original show!

And man there are actually... many more! But I had to skip over them because they are alluding to things which have not yet been explicitly revealed! :D

But even with this, I'm sure there are other ones I'm missing. If you think you have one that should be listed - throw it on a reblog or in the comments!

[describe-things]

Question: why are ids in alt text less accessible?

A few reasons.

#1 being that Tumblr is incredibly glitchy and unreliable, and change things all the time without telling anyone. ALT text can be randomly deleted while making a post, or might just disappear after a few reblogs. It's also usually in incredibly small text, and, up until recently, had a neon purple background with white text, which is the exact opposite of accessible.

People who don't have screenreaders can have a hard time reading it because it's so small or because of whatever colors they choose to use for it at the moment (which could change at any time without warning), and that's assuming tumblr doesn't glitch and remove it, which kept happening a lot. It seems to be working fine as of February 15 2024 (for people reading this post in the future), but as we all know, tumblr is a hellsite, and this time next year it might be an unusable mess.

Plain text on the other hand, is a lot less likely to glitch, can't easily be deleted once a post has been reblogged, and is much more accessible to everyone who needs it, including those with screenreader access and those without.

It's also unfortunately very common for the "Image descriptions" in alt text to either be completely wrong, or missing vital information.

A really blatant example off the top of my head is someone posting a cover for a Sherlock Holmes novel, with alt text available. If you don't need the ALT text or don't check, you're going to assume this post is accessible and fine to reblog...until you check the alt text and realize it's not a description of the book cover at all, it's a note about how the OP's father gave them the book for their x year birthday.

Another example is screenshots of tweets -- when you paste a link for a tweet into tumblr right now (February 2024), tumblr automatically converts it to an image and provdes automatic alt text transcribing the original tweet...

Except that alt text only transcribes the text in the tweet, it doesn't mention any images that are included, let alone describe them, and if you don't need alt text and don't check every time you reblog, you won't notice that half the information in this tweet is being outright hidden from people who can't see it.

Hope this helps explain it!

[dreamerwitches]

Rating labyrinths: Gertrud!

Okay! Let's go with the labyrinth ratings wheeee!!!

What I'm going to do is rank separate parts of labyrinths (eg. anthony's labyrinth from ep 1 is separate to gertrud's from ep 2) but I'll also give an average at the end.

I will (most likely) only be doing labyrinths that are in colour (so maybe not manga witches)

Anthony's labyrinth from episode 1

I think this is a really good one, especially as the first shown (not including walpy's). It really shows of the cut-out style of the labyrinths and the deep blue-hued colours are perfectly moody. The use of runes in the background is also really fun for secret messages. I feel the only downside is that it doesn't really scream Gertrud to me. Like, if you didn't know the series well and was shown this, I doubt you'd think it belonged to her. HOWEVER... I think this does work for Gertrud since all her precious roses are in her room with her. It makes sense that she'd keep them close.

You could say that it's weird that this labyrinth doesn't share colours with the main one but I think it works because it's a familiar's labyrinth. The photorealistic buildings also match the main labyrinth. I wonder if the butterfly and anthony traffic signs are meant to be a subtle warning to madoka and sayaka hmmm

I really like this one. A 5/5 for me

Gertrud's labyrinth from episode 2

There's a lot to it so it's kinda hard to summarise in images lol. But it's another great one. Great imagery, lovely colours and has themes brought over from Anthony's labyrinth. I think the orange tones, although relaxing, also give off this sepia feel that makes it a little unnerving too. Like looking through a tinted view makes things seem unreal.

One of my favourite parts are the doorways that lead to black nothingness. Really helps with the labyrinthine feel. Small touches like the portraits with slight things changed in them to make them scary. It's the kind of thing you don't notice unless you pause. I also like how it seems the labyrinth becomes more luscious as you get deeper. The trees start bare, then with black leaves, then Gertrud's room is fully in bloom.

I wasn't sure whether to rank the boss room separately, maybe I will... I think the ceiling that doesn't quite make sense works well to make it feel disorientating and it's a fun contrast to the kinda pretty garden around Gertrud. It's messy but in a good way. I also think having the boss room have a different theme to the rest works. Just as before I mentioned that roses are only in her boss room, I think it would make sense that her special place may be better taken care of or just look overall nicer. It's very good but I'd say, not my favourite segment. Maybe just because it's only one room?? That makes it a little unfair to compare to the rest...

I'll give the labyrinth a 5/5. Boss room is a 4.5/5

Gertrud's labyrinth from Magireco episode 11

Yeah... this one isn't it, chief... like, it has the things of her labyrinth but it's just not... uhhh I dunno it feels more like a set piece than a proper area...

Let's start with what I like: of course, I love the Gertrud motifs. The butterflies, the cut out images and the hidden text (although it's no different than the original anime iirc). I really like the halo above Gertrud's area. And the hanging loops. It's weird but pretty. Suits Gertrud!

Sadly that's where my positives end. The stark white is NOT Gertrud it's so weird... I guess the stone rose works better but not the rest. I kinda hate in the zoom out where... it just looks like a video game level, like I'm looking at mario 64 or something ToT that is not a labyrinth..! Just the overall layout is meh. I dislike the random fluff pile below it too. Just felt like they didnt know what to fill it with...

It's a dud but has some good things... I'm giving it a 1.5/5. I know there's worse which is why it's not a 1.

So overall Gertrud get's a.... 4/5 wow!!!

[taesanluv3r]

lost in love songs.

han taesan x reader

a short, three part, friends to lovers story.

ੈ✩‧₊ hidden love unfolds when taesan's ipod nano accidentally ends up in the hands of his best-friend, yn. a certain playlist catches her eyes, revealing the true feelings kept within the depths of the boy's heart.

part two: about a girl.

reader goes through an overwhelming amount of emotions (shes crying 😿), some cuss words, myung jaehyun (reader's older brother) comforts her <3 lowercase intended, excuse any spelling mistakes / grammatical errors! enjoy :3

wc: 2,009

masterlist 𖦹 part one 𖦹 part three

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"damn, can't believe that dork writes songs about my loser sister…i say we give it a little listen and-"

jaehyun's words are interrupted, "get out of my room" yn says sternly, a finger pointing out the opened door and her face dead serious. her brother rolls his eyes, "whatever, i'll leave you to it i guess. weirdo…maybe you two are meant for each other" the girl flips him off, climbing off of her bed to forcefully push her annoying sibling out the door, slamming it shut behind him. she sighs, turning back around and staring intently at the silver device that remained on her white bed-sheets. her stomach hurts as she sits down beside it, her heart pounding straight out of her chest, though she doesn't know why. yn takes a deep breath as she holds her friend's ipod in her hands, the size of it unfamiliar to the girl who was so used to her larger phone. the wired earphones were tangled and grey from how worn out it was, she hesitates for a moment, wondering if it were really a good idea to be listening to the song her friend made a point to keep hidden from her. but it was right there, staring at her with her name written on it, literally. yn scoots, her back making complete contact with her pillows, a fluffy cloud-shaped plush toy sandwiched between her chest and her knees. she sticks an earphone into her left ear, beginning to do the same on the other side when the ping of her phone stops her. turning over to the device, she blinks slowly at the contact name on her screen.

han taesan.

she watches from afar as countless texts and a few missed calls came in, her arm reaching out to grab her phone. yn contemplates for a moment, his urgent warnings forming a sense of hesitance as she falls into a dilemma. once again, she sighs, turning her phone on do not disturb, ignoring the guy's begs and pleas before she averts her attention back to the ipod nano. blocking out all outside noise, the other side of his earphones find place in her right ear, a finger grazing against the white buttons that decorated the silver music player. yn exhales, finally pressuring the tips of her nail, pushing play on the very first track,

'about a girl.'

the name directly stolen from a song by his favourite rock band, the girl fully expects her friend's usually grunge-y sound. however, yn is taken by surprise when a soft guitar acoustic hits the surface of her eardrums instead. the rhythm of the track almost as sweet as the lyrics that he begun to sing. taesan's voice is smooth like butter, matching perfectly with the rather simple strumming pattern of the stringed instrument. being fully produced in his bed-room on a cheap microphone he got at the thrift shop, the girl finds herself smiling slightly at the shuffling sounds she could still hear in the background, breath hitching when she finally processed the words.

i listen to love songs in hopes they come true. i listen intently to conversations with you. my mind turns into mush and i can't seem to speak. in seconds i'm out, the door shuts with a creak. i could talk about her for hours on end, i could talk with her, or maybe not, it depends. cause she drives me insane, and i've got worms for a brain. and i can't get her out of my head.

the girl doesn't know what to think. it just all sounds so…foreign. the taesan she knew never wrote songs like this, or at least none that she knew of. the shy and reserved boy would never be caught dead showing this much emotion in real life, his honey-like voice fades out as the instrumental gets louder, giving the girl a moment to think. a million questions swarm into her head. he wrote this song…for her? she's lost in the music for a moment, her mind racing as she goes through about a billion thoughts per second. her heart fluttering at the very idea of this whole thing- i mean, it was as if all those romantic dreams she's had were finally coming true. a whole song written for her? frankly, the girl was on cloud 9. yet still, yn can't help but doubt herself, does he really feel this way for her? her best-friend since middle school? the ever so introverted han taesan who's never even spoken of love, this is him? as the questions swim through her brain, his soft singing wakes her up again.

this girl that i know, she's a girl that i like. but she won't feel the same, i don't know though, she might. i just can't, and i won't, let her know how i feel. i fear it might slip and it'll all become real. for my mouth only speaks around her, and my mind only thinks about this girl.

after another beat or two, he sings the final words of his love song,

still, you drive me insane. and i've got worms for a brain. think i might like you more than a friend.

with that, the first track in the two-song playlist comes to an end. the room is silent, the only thing she could hear was the quiet sound of her deep breaths. yn's mouth hangs open, her body freezing up like she had just been transported to the arctic without shelter. she doesn't even want to listen to the other song, in fear it'd make her heart beat faster than this one did. unconciously, a single tear begins to run down her cheek. "i know you said to go away but mom's asking what you want for dinner" the sound of her older brother's voice shakes her out of the daze, her eyes blinking rapidly as her head turned towards the door. "are…are you crying?" jaehyun asks, eyes widening as he began to walk over to where she sat on the bed, taking a seat beside her. "i…" she starts but doesn't continue, not really knowing what she was going to or even wanted to say. "so…you listened to that song, huh?" the boy asked, his features softening at the sight of his tearful sister who looked…well, lost.

she nods slightly, "just…just the first one" she mumbles, gulping all too loudly as her hand moves up to wipe at the tears that stained her blushed cheeks. "so? does he like you, or what?" jaehyun's question comes out a bit rushed, like he was impatient to know. "i…i don't know" and before they knew it, the girl had broken down into tears again. she still didn't know why though, the lyrics of her friend's song was nothing but sweet. however, the truth about the feelings he had, the ones he must've been keeping from her this whole time…it made the myung girl overwhelmed, not really knowing how she had to react. "hey, don't cry" her brother coos, a hand stiffly patting against the small of her back as she sobs into her hands. "yn…i know you hate it when i tease you but, don't you think it's obvious he's always liked you?" she lifts up her head, fully looking at her older sibling with confused eyes. "and don't lie, yn. we all know you're a terrible liar. i can tell by the way you smile when you mention him, i can tell by how annoyed you get over silly things about him that you, whether you like it or not, you're just in love as he is" jaehyun lets out a breath after talking too fast, his lips pursed into a line as he hits his sister with the reality of her feelings, and her best-friend's.

"but…" she starts again, stuttering as the salty taste of her own tears managed to seep into her mouth that started to feel a little dry. "but what if it's all a misunderstanding? i mean, what if i got it all wrong? what if this ruins our relationship forever? i shouldn't have…i shouldn't have listened to this. i-" the rambling girl gets cut off, "yn!" jaehyun's voice is louder by a decibel, his hands pressed firmly against his shaking sister's shoulders. "yn, look. there's only one way to find out. and you and i both know that things will only get weird if you don't talk to him about this, right?" the myung girl sighs, nodding at him, a grateful look on her face for her older brother and his big heart- even if he bullied and teased her half the time. "you're right…" another ping grabs their attention away from each other and over to the phone she had tossed to the other side of the bed. "i think that's him…" jaehyun smiles softly at his love-sick little sister, reaching to pass the phone over to her before patting her back lightly. "talk to him, yn. tell him the truth. what's the worst that could happen, right?" he says, earning a half-assed smile in return from the girl.

"besides, he did write love songs dedicated to you- something tells me you two are going to be just fine"

the boy gets off of the bed, "i'll tell mom you're not hungry yet. let me know if you need anything, okay? and if it is all a misunderstanding, which i doubt it is, i'm only a call away and i'll fight the guy for you!" the last part makes the girl giggle, breaking away from her somber state for a moment, rolling her eyes as the older sibling began showing off his non-existent arm muscles. he shot her a quick good luck before he was out the door again. leaving myung yn alone, alone with the thousands of messages and calls from a panicked han taesan.

emo loser (taesan) yn, whatever you do DO NOT touch my ipod. yn answer my calls!!!! yn please. yn, don't do it. it's too late isn't it? yn… i'm sorry.

the girl can't help but feel sick, the guilt of it all making her stomach turn and her heart to swell in pain. she takes a deep breath, the ticks on the bottom right of his messages turning blue, signifying that she had finally read them.

emo loser (taesan) you listened to them, didn't you?

yn's breathing gets heavy and fast, her fingers trembling as she began to type out a response.

i need to talk to you.

she bites her lip, nervously watching as the three dots appear then disappear on his end of the chatroom, like he had started to type but stopped half way through. yn shuts her eyes, opening them to stare at the ipod nano that had turned itself off at some point before. her gaze is turned back to the phone in her hands when he finally texts her back.

emo loser (taesan) meet me at the playground tomorrow? i have so much to say you'll listen right?

yn smiles softly, a sudden feeling of warmth engulfing her previously frozen body. she nods to herself, fingers hovering over the digital keyboard.

tomorrow at 1?

this time, he texts back almost immediately.

emo loser (taesan) i don't think i can wait that long meet me there at 10 unless you're still sleeping, lazy ass.

the boy's teasing joke, after the whirlwind of emotions she had just gone through, comforts her a little. suddenly, the girl feels confident that her brother was right and that they'd be okay after all.

see you at 10 then, weirdo

the conversation ends there. yn hides under her covers that night, her stomach empty though she didn't feel the need to eat, and her body exhausted though she couldn't seem to sleep. she's still in disbelief. the sound of his voice playing over and over again in her head all night. the lyrics tattooed onto her brain as she finds herself lost.

lost in the love song he wrote for her.

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first of all tysm for 100 followers !!! HEHEHEHE taesan straying away from his usual emo grunge music to write secret love songs for yn 😿 featuring the lyrics that i wrote myself <3 THOUGHTS??? reblogs n feedbacks are highly appreciated!! send me an ask, let's talk abt this 💭 see u guys in the final part!! love, kona.

[bugglestheclown-og]

interloper: the story behind the story

losing my mind, i need to write this down before matpat breaks out of containment and covers this topic. because of the density of the arg (and lack of computer), all the hidden dev notes have to be supplemented from other investigators, and I'll have a list of creators that inadvertently helped. i wanted the theory on the story to be wholly my interpretation so other theories similar to mine are likely following the same path as me (or read my mind) fhdjd I've been working on a script for about a year now but just needed to get this out.

edit: will be adding and editing periodically! (16.12.2024)

eida, project skybox, and the connection between fsky + lilico + current interloper theory thread

(spoilers ahead)

brief timeline of a few events

( 1980-1993 ) Digivisions

1991 ; "small CGi development startup" and "European company," FourTwo, slates a 50 minute time slot for "showcase 22."

While not physically present, organizers are sent 3 Tapes to play in order, totaling to a 90 minute presentation.

Only Tape 2 is played ; Lilico.

Footage : only image is a title card of black and white text "demonstration 014 Lilico" and an image of a square with two bright green squares to on either side ; one red "eye" and one blue "eye" ; what looks like a cylindrical body underneath as well as what looks like a structure behind it.

Tape 1 was called "anatomy of a world."

Notable , video segments broken up by black screens with white text & and written in all caps in 3 different languages.

( 2004(?)-??? ) DM Editor

Briefly mentioned in Anomi's Interloper Episode 2 ; at first dismissed as a hoax ; "an old promotional tech demo of a cut source tool." Seems to be related to FourTwo and/or FSKY, and "can easily be speculated that it is related in some form to DMNPCs. A common theory is that it allowed for the creation and interaction of DMNPCs with nodes."¹

( 2005 original upload ) FSKY Forum Ad

Video uploaded by Eida 2014.07.12 ; description "original taken off youtube, full archived ad from 2005"

Footage : Dancing models reminiscent to the dmnpc models. Checkerboard flooring. Model is shown twitching in the background briefly by the end.

Footage text : "favorite games and mods!" , "immersive worlds" , "the future of games entertainment is here!" , "purchase servers today"

FSKY forums website handle is cut off by the end but by indicating the tag line , "server linsting og teknologi for deg" , ie "server listing and technology for you" , we can see the language of origin is Norwegian. Inferring that the domain is .no , we can assume the website originates in Norway.

( ??? ) Makeface demo

Video uploaded by Eida 2014.07.13 ; description "downloaded from the website before it was taken down. watch interloper ghosts episode 8 on my channel"

Footage : Model being scultped seemingly to match a face of a woman in the bottom right corner. Model begins to adhere a head with no textures before cutting abruptly to a completely different model with textures. Checkboard flooring.

Notable , model is using olive.vtf as a file name.

( 2005-2006 , October ) HL2 Interloper Forum Threads

Original discussion 2005.10.14 , OP asks about weird graffiti in the Ravenholm alleyway and adding that "when you walk up to it theres a weird noise"

Notable , during the exchange, OP also explains that they only looked at it because "it made a sound like a scientist voice saying 'oh little one, what now' [...]"

( 2006 )

This is also where Jman finds the " FOR J.J " interloper console command prompt in the files for the UmberellaMan graffiti.

2006.05.04 helmetcreek is uploaded.

2006.05.10 misty is uploaded. ( later recovered by Anomidae in Interloper 6 )

2006.04.23 spookycoast is uploaded.

( 2007 ) Eida Machina Channel

Uploads in order to his original channel as follows:

2007.07.01 " Jan's video " ; description "Prefer PC games, I only wanted to try out my new video editing."

Footage ; a mock video on Top 5 PS3 games. Features screenshots from various demo locations, including the UmberellaMan hallway.

Notable , the song that plays over the video is a French cover of Paint it Black, Marie Douceur - Marie Colère by Marie Laforêt that was released in 1967.

2007.07.07 " garyman eats taco and DIES " ; another Jan Movie.

2007.10.30 " Zombie Slayer "

Footage : "Woman" in the video is named Mona, who uses an HL2 woman citizen model.

Notable , Eida attempts to use said zombie slayer vehicle on Mona but the camera inexplicably "falls" ; video ends to reveal itself as a demo.

2008.06.09 " Garrysman Episode 4 behind the scenes " ; Mona appears static.

2010.02.13 " Dr Breen in the Machine " ; nothing notable.

2011.11.21 " Interloper Episode 3 The Ghosts of City 17 " ; Eida's channel officially changes it's name and opening to an Eida-Mona production. Uploaded as Eida is already being "haunted" by other ingame entities.

Footage : Video begins with a TYPE 5 in which a possible UmbrellaMan is seen. TYPE 4 shown as well.

Eida attempts to use an ingame built ouija board ; Asking for a name reveals the letters W V H. Final test shows erratic movement from a model beside a static camera. static camera moves into a void until reaching what is theorized to be hazflick.map from Half Life 2 beta.

2011.11.25 Upload of final test.

2012.01.04 " Weird Crash TF2 " + 2014.11.22 " It's in My Computer " Uploaded by Editor and given the message "this is it. I'm done for good. leaving you with the last coordinate [ coordinate numbers here ]. please check in a year or two and make sure it's gone. this is it. goodbye."

Footage : Scout "ghost" changes models through glass while Eida watches on, other players cannot see it. UmberellaMan is seen watching. Scout ghost kills player and flies at the screen, crashing TF2.

Unreleased footage reveals that Eida attempted to check the footage inside of the DM Editor.

Coordinates led to an area outside of the cpsteel map ; an enclosed box structure with the letters " HLEM " with a small formation in the center. Here inside, VRAD.exe. By running a demo in the box and playing it back, it seems like the VRAD.exe ERROR had been "released."

2013.06.02 " Interloper 8 Entity Captured " ; description "We have found a real entity inside of half-life 2 deathmatch. This video is a real documentary on capturing a real spirit inside of a computer game, watch now! And subscribe my channel while we experiment with the ghost!"

Footage : A lot of vague concepts here since Eida uses supranatural language. Captures an invisible entity in a box, essentially cut off from the FSKY/int_menu server. Gives it an HL2 Woman Citizen model to "possess." Eida suggests these are "unborn human spirits." Uses DM Editor to interface with the "spirit"/DMNPC.

2023.03.21 Anomi Live Investigation ; Portal RTX is shown connecting to FSKY after a TYPE 2.5(?) is shown ; text reads " connecting go socket.fsky.org "

2023.04.01+05 Anomi discovers that RTX Portal model is connected to the server and int_menu ; model is able to switch valve models with the right click of the mouse. Demos recorded in int_menu are being saved to the server / 2023.12.08 possibly the VRAD ERROR computer marked as " Jan " as the user.

( 2014 ) Eida-Mona

2014.07.12 + 2014.07.13 Eida uploads the FSKY forum ad & Makface demo.

2014.11.21 " MONA DELETED IE I'M DONE. GOODBYE. " ; description "You win. I quit. Now leave me alone. This is my last video. Deleting everything. goodbye and fuck you."

Footage : Mona is deleted with DM Editor. Mona uses the default dancing model from the FSKY ad. An ERROR seemingly destroys Mona (possibly VRAD.exe). Checkerboard flooring.

¹ interloper.miraheze.org/ Interloper Wiki - DM Editor

theory 1

Eida / Johan is the son of someone from FourTwo (+ FourTwo & FSKY are Norwegian)

As stated above, there are indicators of Eida / Johan, FourTwo, and FSKY being of Norwegian origin.

FourTwo was stated to be a “European company” that specialized in, for lack of a better phrase - “weird tech” - focused on “worlds” and notably, a named entity, “Lilico.” It’s also extremely important that it’s Project Skybox’s goal to discover said videos as well as stay involved in the Interloper Investigation.

FSKY forums, judging by their tagline and likely domain of .no, are Norwegian.

Eida’s name on his computer is Johan, the Norwegian equivalent to John. Interestingly, “Johan” ironically translates to “God is gracious.” Eida also has a distinctive accent, I’M SORRY LOL.

With the knowledge of Eida having access to the DM Editor & Interloper demo command along with the FSKY forums BEFORE he became involved with them but after they’ve integrated it into their own servers, it is a question of how exactly he acquired it… For this, I had to do some research.

A few fact’s to note… Statistics Norway shows that a Mother and Father’s age rearing their first child in the 1980s / 1990s would be around 24 to 27 respectively. This would would put the parents at being born around the 1960s.

Eida / Johan begins uploading his videos in 2007, and if born in the 90s, would roughly place him in his tween to teen years, making him likely too young to be running servers with the FSKY crew but old enough to be exposed to Half Life 2 and upload videos with juvenile themes.

There is also… the song. Unless Anomidae just really loves John Wick, I do believe the French cover of Paint It Black is a significant clue. Marie Douceur - Marie Colère by Marie Laforêt was released in 1967, the decade his Mother and Father would have been born and growing up in.

2007 to 2014 is 7 years as well, which would place Eida / Johan around the tender of age of “almost / barely adult now” which might also fuel his juvenile and reckless decision making.

In Interloper B, anonymous discord messenger, jstal1994 makes contact with Anomi. If this is actually Eida / Johan, then this solidifies my theory on his birth year (1994 being the 90s clearly). Interestingly, this name could elude to his last name. In Norwegian, there are a few names that begin with "stal", such as Stalsberg and Stalheim, the latter also being the name of a village in Norway.

theory 2

Eida / Johan and Jan are two different people + Jan is not a dead ex gf but possibly.. a brother?

This is a weird one, especially because of Interloper B in which Anomi encounters Eida seemingly through messages on discord. While it initially seems subject to suspicion, especially when jstal1994 refuses to answer questions directly, it does seem as though this is Eida / Johan. Unless, it's Jan. In Norway, Johan may be shortened to Jan as a nickname, but it's a bit more common in Johannes, while additionally, the name Jan can be a woman's name as well.

In the beginning of the investigation, the first dev note given is specifically noted as "FOR J.J" ; while it may be a stretch, the two J's don't seem to imply a single person as a first name, last name initial as the period is only after the first "J."

Additionally, we see the name of Jan as the user of the computer this VRAD ERROR seems to be coming from(?) or saving to(?) in Anomi's Interloper 7: Following the Light in Source.

From 2007.07.01 to 2007.07.07, Eida's videos are labeled as Jan's videos & movies. Going along with the assumption that Eida / Johan is born in 1994, that would put him at 13 years old when these videos are being made.

to be continued….

[meowmansion]

My Newly Proposed Pro-ship Flag!

PS: Sorry if the image ID is bad. I don't write them much... /lh

This flag is called the "deviate flag," or "deviant [proship] flag."

A new emoji code I have made to fit this flag is 🌤️��.

More below the cut ^^ (Warning: long post!)

I made these flags because, to be honest, I don't connect with any other proship flags. I do like quite a lot of the flags, but I could never find one with a message I connected to the point I'd use the flag.

The meanings of the colours on the flag are as follows:

Dark green = Maturity & responsibility

Green = Creativity

Light green = Anti-abuse

Cream = The proship community as whole

Light brown = Respect for trauma survivors and those who use dark tropes in fiction to cope

Brown = Respect for artists in minorites

Dark brown = Respect for fandom history

I also chose natural colours because I thought it was a nice change of pace from all the cutesy-coloured flags! (Nothing wrong with cute, bright, colorful flags, though! I just don't personally prefer them.)

The emoji code (🌤️🦋) itself doesn't have a real meaning, I just thought it was cute.

However, over time, I've started to interpret it as this:

The sun and cloud (🌤️) represents how something so important could be hidden by something, but still exist. This is relevant because it's become apparent that modern fandom has been forgetting about early fandom culture and rules, even though these things haven't died in any way.

The butterfly (🦋) represents how one could start off as something sometimes seen as "weird" (referencing the caterpillar) only to turn into something seen as beautiful. This is relevant because I personally like to see it as how, in a lot of stories I've heard, many proshippers felt much happier and safer when they joined proship spaces (and left antiship spaces, if applicable).

The reason I chose to call it the "deviant (proship) flag" is because when I think of someone who is proship, I think of someone who is "deviant" (positive connotations) in what content they consume and create. I also think of someone who is responsible in the actions they take to share their art and interests, and has a maturity that is earned through being this sort of "deviant."

However, this flag recognizes not every proship person consumes "taboo" or "dark" content.

I have no real rules regarding this flag, just use it like you would a normal flag. Edits of this flag are allowed, and credit is appreciated but not necessary.

Feedback from fellow "proshippers" is encouraged ^^

[Image ID: A rectangular box with vibrant pink and purple colours with flower and paw print patterns in the background. White text at the top reads: "Anyone can use our terms, recoining is not necessary." White text at the bottom reads: "Flags may not be used by radqueers, sysmeds, T.R.A.S.H., or anyone whose beliefs go against the flag's general purpose." End ID]

(Edit Oct 29, 2023: Added the box thingie bc I forgot it!! Lol)

[tbzhours]

just a little break

eric x you, established relationship, college au, art student au, fluff

[summary] eric decides to come see you despite you both being busy with your work [words] 1.5k

The first half of your last year at your university was coming to an end and that means projects were in progress to completion. Eric understood that, knowing that you both would not be able to see each other as much for a while. 

As he was resting on his couch, staring at the beautiful background of you on his phone screen, his finger caressed your cheek. He smiled softly before pressing the messages icon to send you another text of “i miss yous” and reminders about taking care of yourself. 

He himself was busy too, especially with making music with his friends. This week seemed chilled as they have completed their songs and were waiting for approval to release them. His schedule was flexible, so flexible that one of them, Sunwoo, came into the living room and saw Eric on his phone. He shook his head and snickered at him. 

“You’re like this every single morning.” Eric peeked over his phone and saw Sunwoo crossing his arms. He gave him a weird look as Sunwoo continued, “You should seriously make lunch or go visit your partner in crime.” 

Partner in crime, Eric loved that title. You both usually don’t do “bad” things together (other than taking cookies from the store despite it being for kids under 12; “We’re all humans!” He would say even though he ended up buying a package of cookies after.) but when it’s time to get your shit together, you both get serious just like you were now. 

Eric wondered about if he would be a bother if he were to visit you right now. He always wondered that because morning and night texts were always a part of your daily routine since this academic year started. Even watching a movie on Friday nights at his apartment was a weekly thing, but those were so practical that he wanted to do something more than that; something more meaningful to show that he cares and loves you. 

He then got up from the couch and hugged Sunwoo out of love. 

“Thanks, Sunwoo. I’ll be back in a bit.” Eric smiled widely when he pulled back. 

As Eric walked away, Sunwoo stood there in shock. “What? So you’re not going to make lunch?” 

Art makes you feel alive. The history and the inquiry of it, you just love how tangible the tools you use were to make such beautiful pieces. It was as if your hands were magic, sprinkling invisible glitter against the white papers of your wooden easel. 

You were working on the last piece of work for your final portfolio of the semester in your personal art studio at your university. You felt so relieved to have everything done one week before they’re due. The last thing for this semester to feel complete was to see Eric. You couldn’t wait to see him soon. 

You had looked at your phone and replied to his texts before you mixed your paint to put your magic hands to work. If you were to choose the process that you loved the most, it would be the painting of the sketches you made. It makes your artwork come alive. Thinking of Eric right at that moment, you realized he had never seen your progress and rather, only your finishing touches of your work. One reason was that your hands were too dirty to take a picture and another was that Eric might distract you. 

That thought made you laugh and you continued to focus on your final piece as Eric was looking around in the hall to find your studio. With some cold drinks in a bag in his hand, he finally spotted you hidden in a small artsy room. His smile beamed against the window of your door with your back facing him. He couldn’t wait to tell how confused he was getting around your university. He didn’t realize then that he was admiring your focused figure, watching your every move against that artwork. 

Eric would call it beautiful. He could see the passion in each touch you made. It wasn’t a coincidence for the sun to be setting in your studio, making the place turn into a sunset orange. There was warmth in his eyes as they waited to meet yours when he knocked on the door. 

You turned your head around, your arms up at your side from getting your clothes wet from all of the paint. As shocked as you were, your eyes grew. 

“Eric? How did you find me?” You asked as he closed the door and walked over to you. It was a first that he’d ever visited you in your studio. You noticed the drinks in his hand as they reflected light to you from the sunlight, making you feel relaxed as you were now. Your heart was jumping to see him in this room full of your artwork, some of him that you never showed before. 

“I asked around.” Eric laughed after taking a seat beside you, which made you giggle. “I almost got lost coming here.” 

“You should have told me that you were coming. Now I’m all dirty up to even enjoy whatever you bought for me.” You frowned and showed him your painted hands. 

“That’s okay. I can help you drink.” Eric’s nose wrinkled close at you, his hands pulling you to him by the shoulder and you giggled again. 

“Why are you here?” You asked when you both moved back. You were still frowning but with a hard smile. It was like he could read your mind that you wanted to see him despite the timing being a little off with your painted hands. 

“You know the answer.” Eric replied, hoping you were reminded of his texts. “It’s because I miss you.” 

His voice lingered in your ears. You wished you could hear it a million times as you smiled so heartily, you almost cried. You whispered back, “I miss you too.” 

Eric’s lips beamed widely, his hand reaching to your hair to scribble them, knowing that you won’t be able to reject it from your painted hands. “You’re working a little too hard, I see. To even hear you say that with such love, I’ll gladly open this can for you.” 

Eric grabbed a bottle of your favorite drink and opened it. You laughed and watched his face glow in the sun. “Seriously, I can do that myself.” 

“No, this masterpiece needs you right now.” Eric’s hand pointed to the half-painted artwork beside you. “Here?” He moved the can to your face and you let your lips touch the tip of it in defeat. 

“Thanks. Now it feels a little more refreshing.” You confessed after sighing in relief. 

“When did you start feeling refreshed?” He asked, drinking your can afterwards. 

“Right when you came into this room.” You smiled cunningly and he laughed. You could tell he was embarrassed when he looked away with it. The artwork around the room caught his eyes and when he looked back at you, your eyes were locked together. 

“Why don’t you show me around the room? I can’t believe I’ve never been here before.” 

“Wait a second.” You demanded and stared at his confused face. Within a second, he leaned in and pecked your lips. You felt his eyes looking down at you when he left your lips with the sun reflecting against his face. Your eyes widened again, “Why did you do that?” 

“I should be asking you that. Why were you staring at me?” He asked as his cheeks started to turn red. 

“I just wanted to take a good look at you because I haven’t seen you for a while.” Your feet swung timidly. You didn’t realize he was distracting you again from doing your work. You shook your head and pointed a finger up in the air. “Wait, I need to get this done.” 

“Okay. I miss you but I can watch you finish your work.” Eric sunk on his seat, getting excited to see you paint in real time. 

“Just don’t say a word or you become the artwork.” You joked and playfully left paint on his nose after touching the paint pad on your side when you were going to get back to work. He gasped loudly and you shrugged with that cunning look again, “What?” 

“I am not going to chase you in this room but if I have to, I will.” Eric declared, challenging you.

You both ended up cleaning yourselves up after a little chase in that room. You thought your final artwork could wait another day because Eric was such a distraction. You didn’t mind though. Besides, who would have thought feeling complete this early would be a bad idea? Taking a small risk would just make everything a little better if it were to be with the one you love the most. 

[campgender]

from “They Bring You Up to Do What Your Daddy Done” by Christine Bylund in Because the Boss Belongs to Us: Queer Femmes on Bruce Springsteen (March 2011). available on the Queer Zine Archive Project (link)

image description: pages 7 & 8 of a zine with a black and white map as the background. squares of text pasted over the map read:

[…] wine a lot. She plays music on her mp3-player with my speakers. It's a fair share. And a raspy smoky voice roars

John Henry was a little baby, sittin' on his daddy's knee…

- It's Bruce, she says. Bruce Springsteen he sings these songs by this guy, I don't know....

-Seeger, I reply triumphantly. Pete Seeger. I know, my daddy used to play his records.

Bruce comes in just the right moment. I am investigating a new sense of masculinity and power, one well hidden underneath fitted pencil skirts and firmly buttoned up blouses. I thrust myself into an upbringing filled with stigma but free from shame. Throughout history we have always been the freaks; poor, religious, socialist, story tellers. My colleagues ask me if my mother is a teacher, because it's too hard for them to imagine that blue-collar mothers speak about literature with their daughters, and I cringe.

Bruce has been my refuge. Those rugged black jeans and open shirts have been my idea of a well kept butchness inside of me, only brought out for those who really deserve to see it. He has been the American idea of my father, sweat, labor, dust. He is vulnerability and strength in one for no one who hasn't felt small write songs like this.

And he is, when I am far away from my parents couch and deep blue rural mountains, a musical palm across my face. Rugged skin against my forehead, flannel shirts that brush against my cheek, sweat, resin and smoke, lumberjack boots with steels toes, coffee and milk on a teaspoon from my father's cup.

A mix as strange as me, a home as far away from home there ever was. A safety for rural-blue-collar-Pentecostal-crip-femme-machines.

end image description.

[kiragecko]

I fixed my notifications!

Back when X-Kit¹ was starting to break-down (because we chased the creator away with a truly nonsensical and awful harassment campaign), I got a few of the successors. When Tumblr changed it's blue to a particularly eye-searing shade, New X-Kit had the option to change it back.

Eventually, I started using only XKit Rewritten. But, I never got rid of the others. New X-Kit was hidden deeper and deeper in my list of add-ons. Several times, I've had issues with Tumblr's appearance, and guessed their was something affecting it, but I could never find the culprit. (I really wanted to try out the new themes, for example. And couldn't. I could see a flicker as the screen was updated, but nothing actually changed.)

It looks like Tumblr changed a setting that New X-Kit HADN'T overwritten (New X-Kit hasn't been updated since 2020), and themes can now change my text colour. In notifications. And nowhere else.

So, my notifications were TRYING to display white text on a dark background. I'd wanted a dark theme! But the dark background was being reverted to white. So the entire box was just little icons beside a blank space, with the occasional indent line to show tags.

I've turned off New X-Kit and everything is fixed!

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¹ An extension/plug-in for desktop computers to change various Tumblr features. It, and it's successors, are amazing. If you haven't tried one out, please take this as a prompt to do so - the site becomes SO MUCH MORE USABLE!