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January 5th, 2018 Part 2
This is pretty much a short entry because uh
Yeah thatâs pretty much the chapter, plus a few other things as well. You can check the chapter yourself if youâd like.
These are the comments on the entries.
Iâm sure the first comment is probably a bug from the website itself.
As for the other comments, just more of concern and even willing to reach out for help.
Iâll probably go ahead and analyze chapter 3 soon, but for the future, I will simply combine parts together to keep from spamming and getting my account flagged.
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Besides an art blog, I plan to explore something else that I havenât thought about in awhile, which is a Quotev story I found like wayyyy back in maybe sophomore or junior year of high school?
I was still in a bit of an edgyTM teen but also a major recluse due to traumatic reasons. However, with how much that went into it, Iâm surprised it was never brought up on any other platforms, especially Tumblr, infamous for digging up even the deepest darkest web content.
Iâm thinking about reading and analyzing each chapter on a separate blog Iâll call âLog 13 Archivesâ since âLog 13â is what the fanfic was called.
As for the author, I figure heâs long dead because it stopped around the time the pandemic hit (rest in peace).
So yeah, thatâll be coming soon along with my art blog.
Weâll see what happens.
#log 13#old fanfic#quotev#fanfiction#fanfic#archives#log 13 archives#coming soon#cumming soon#creepypasta#copypasta
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ăăăăźăăăŚăŁăłďźHappy halloween in 2 ver bc I couldnât decide with Dabi
#bnha#bnha oc#oc#original character#oc: shun#dabi#toya todoroki#happy halloween#spooky season#halloween#halloween art#trick or treat#original art#fanart#oc x canon#digital art#artist on tumblr#my art#archive log#almost 13 hours in total yahooo (my everything hurts)#Dw I did it in some days but spent 4 hours fixating every time#Iâm not used to coloring/digital at all so I struggle with tools and deciding colors agsdas help
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Tumblr in the Star Trek universe: part 5
part 1 ~ part 2 ~ part 3 ~ part 4 ~
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One post features some of my OCs [see more of them at @uss-sonder].
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the federation is so funny. like. you guys are so socialist your favourite vegetable is a union
#admin post
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The USS Voyager (NCC-746560)
#daily-starship-photos #voyager #shes so pretty... mm starships
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when I tell people I used to be internet famous they assume it's science related. but no. this was me:
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omg???? that's why you were so familiar. this was everywhere when i was 13
#not another one of my crewmates being on tumblr ToT #don't tell the captain. pls.
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EVERYONE LISTEN I just came back from an away mission and WE FOUND A SPECIES THAT LOOKS LIKE WORM ON A STRING
I hope they join the federation
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WORM!!
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worm!!
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Official worm post
#sent to me #official worm posts
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I think I watch the Enterprise logs too much. Like the other day I was genuinely considering joining Starfleet just for the vibes
#i love the enterprise logs #but maybe i need to go outside or smth #personal
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i survived the moopsy encounter!!!
the doctors had to replace most of my bones though.
#moopsy
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Hope you enjoyed!
#star trek#fake tumblr dash#dashboard simulator#fake dashboard#unreality#tumblr simulator#star trek oc#mellanoid slime worm
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One of my favourite things about SFF is the way it lets you take an issue or an idea, and separate it out so you can look at it more closely in isolation. I think I remember Diana Wynne Jones saying something along those lines - that genre fiction gives you enough distance between the idea and yourself so you can walk around it and see it from all angles.
That's one of the things I've really enjoyed about Travelling Light so far. The archive entries are, by necessity, short and limited in scope. We can't summarise the entirety of a culture and all its iterations in a 10 minute audio log! But we can peel off one idea and give ourselves some space to walk around it and ask questions about it.
Like, in Episode 27 where we see the people protesting their landlords in Nimidol. To me, that wasn't an episode that said, "Our world would be better if we lived like this."
It was more a way of inviting further thought and consideration. What would our world look like if we lived like this? What does it mean to use shame to change people's behaviours? What does private landlording look like in this fictional space, and how do you feel about it?
I like as well that the questions some episodes might raise for one listener might not be the same as for another. Some people really resonated with the people in Episode 13 who used explicit legal contracts to navigate social interactions because in the real world, it really sucks to be caught out by unspoken rules nobody's ever explained.
But there's also something to be explored there about trusting people to keep to the social contract, and how their vibes-based government can do its work - and, more broadly, what do we think the work of government actually is.
I don't know, I'm just having a lot of fun with that! It's one of the really nice things about have such a short episode length - we literally don't have time to get into the nitty gritty of everything, which means there's loads more space for you all to bring your own ideas and interpretations. Which, as a show literally built around audience participation and co-creation, feels appropriate!
#travelling light podcast#travelling light#monstrous productions#just having some thinky thoughts this cold november morning#it is absolutely baltic today lol
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502. American Girl's DIY Halloween Costumes, 1995 & 1994
Ok, so we all know that the Internet Archive has been down for most of the month, due to a hacking. While it's "read only" right now, you cannot log in to check out a book or a library bound copy of fashion magazines. I wanted to look at some mid to late 90s fall fashions and makeup.
All I can give you right now is American Girl. Yes, the magazine by the doll company. I subscribed this magazine from about ages 10-13, 1993-1997. While I enjoyed reading the short stories that included the American Girl characters, and the paper dolls that would come in the back of the magazine sometimes, I did feel like an outsider looking in sometimes. This magazine did skew to more upper class girls, more goody two shoe girls, girls who were gonna go out of state for college when they were 18. it felt like. I mean, I was watching Real World and listening to music with *gasp* curse words.
I flunked in school a lot, much like Fanny the dog.
I can tell you right now though, that DIY cork board out of cardboard does not work. I tried it back then and in college (where I went in state at the age of 25)
These costume ideas below are from 1995:
Girl, stop. This is beginning to remind me of that Mark Curry âI guess weâre UPSâ bit.
Here's a nasty lil Halloween craft involving cookies.
The following are from 1994:
Looking at this as a kid I had no clue what Jay's potato chips was. Is that a up North brand? Story time: I was looking at the newspaper on one Sunday a few weeks after this issue came out. I saw that a girl I went to elementary school with, Amy had won a costume contest because she made this costume. She was at the ~gifted~ middle school while I was at the gritty local middle school. I looked at that photo of her and I was like "SHE COPIED AMERICAN GIRL!! SHE SHOULDN'T HAVE WON!" I was a bitter 11 year old, wasn't I?
I remember looking at this and thinking "she's gonna freeze in that costume".
The night sky is my favorite costume. That's actually pretty original.
Those bag costumes were done to death after this photo. Grapes, jelly beans, other ball shaped candies.
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#American girl magazine#american girl#halloween#1990s halloween#diy halloween costumes#halloween costumes
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ORIGINAL PINNED POST / MASTERLISTS
phew. . .
this is tbh a lot harder than i thought it would be ?! but what iâm trying to sob out, is that sadly, today is the day that i will be leaving this silly little blog of mine â archiving it and letting it go. . . :/
âcause of my little time to write anymore â i got college and work to deal with, real-life issues with a busy schedule more than anything, and far more important things to handle with than some filthy porn about some supaaa hot characters (SADLY) :/ ( but don't get me wrong, i do love some good written filth ! ) + another reason is because of my lack of motivation to write now tooâŚâŚ..
buuut don't get me wrong, to me, writing has always been such a joy and a hobby that i adored so much ! ( iâve been writing since i was 13?? :o ) and that's a long time !! and doing something for so long has became. . . a little tiring. . . a little boring too, repetitive even. . . :/ but don't get me wrong !!! this blog has brought me so much joy and inspiration. and it's all because YOU. ALL OF YâALL, ALL 12K OF YâALL. like, yâall have made this blog so much fun and so exciting to log in and just to write or even just to talk, to just have stupid little convos about crazy little things and get horny on main about characters ( mostly over getĹ â aka the loml >:D ). and y'all made it so fun to write too, y'all did give me that motivation iâve always needed because of yâalls encouragement and never-ending love and support, which lead us to multiple ( proud ) milestones !! and that appreciation towards my work has always made me more than happy ! so thank you so much !!! <33
this is why i love yâall so much, and i will dearly miss you guys, and all of our stupid little jokes and memes together :( especially all of my moots :(( i love you guys sm, y'all are srsly more than just moots, i take y'all as actual friends in my leedle phone :((( so, ( moots ) if y'all would like to stay in contact ask me for my discord !
but seriously, thank you, all of you. thanks for always being so cool and awesome, and thanks for always putting up with my insanty and crazy tots about my man suguru getĹ ( who y'all should always be shipping me with forever :| ) + of sooo many other cuties !!! like srsly, thank you ! thanks for being a moot, a friend, or a cool anon, or just a really awesome follower !!! <333 you are so freaking amazing and sooo hot, so please take care !!! <333 big smooches and tight hugs for you all !!
thank you all so much for the amazing memories iâve had here !! i will miss you all so much !! and thank you for being supportive to me and this ever-growing blog, it's grown a lot and succeeded in my eyes â beyond to be honest. iâm super grateful and happy, thank you so much. <3
â bella: april 14th, 2023 !
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rewatching that video natalie made about cringe and she gets to a point where shes talking about how there were trans women using âcringeâ trans women as examples of Bad Transgenders Which They Are Not and how theyâll go as far as to misgender and dismiss their transition to justify their exclusion. and i really think yall need to read this and internalize it and realize youâre doing this about trans men who talk about our oppression:
(in reference to the video clip sheâs responding to, she says;) âRose⌠gorg. Jessica Yaniv is not one of "the biggest characters in the world" at any moment. This is not a world historical figure. At the end of the day, this is a more or less random civilian sex fiend off the streets of Vancouver BC. The only reason anyone has heard of her at all, is that Vanessa decided to go full "To Catch a Predator" and turn this grimy reprobate into a minor anti-celebrity. She's not one of the biggest characters in the world. But it sounds like what she is Rose, is one of the important characters in your brain.
This is distorted thinking. It's like A-Log comparing Chris-Chan to Hitler. You're so deep in the morbid cringe obsession that you've lost perspective. And I'm sure you have what seem to you like perfectly logical reasons for devoting so much attention to this. And I know that videos about Yaniv get a lot of views, so I'm sure that's a factor too. But Rose, I also know a morbid cringe obsession when I see one. And I know that being a visible trans woman on the Internet is more difficult than most people can imagine. And I know that pretty much every trans person is bullied or shamed or humiliated at some point in our lives. And I know how good it can feel to take all the horrible things that transphobes and bullies and TERFs have said about us, and repeat those things verbatim about some âbig, fat, fake, dangerous, delusional, disgusting male fetishistâ.
Oh, it feels good to get to be the TERF for once. It feels good to be the judge rather than the judged. Because when you point the finger at someone else, you're also pointing away from yourself. And it's not lost on me that in conservative circles, queer people are often treated like suspected sex criminals by default. So there's safety in being the one who spearheads the âthink-of-the-childrenâ type moral crusade. And when you expose a trans predator, you get that feeling of safety plus the relief of having someone in particular to blame for the shame and the stigma we all feel. Jessica Yaniv is the reason people hate us. But that's just not true. It's a simple answer to a complicated problem. It's scapegoating.
When I look at the Yaniv obsession on trans YouTube, I see a community trying to cope with stigma and hoping that destroying a scapegoat will bring relief. It's basically a blood sacrifice. It's not rational. It feels good for a moment, but it's an addiction. It won't ever erase the stigma and the shame. And Yaniv is simply the latest and most deserving in a long line of bad transgenders who aren't real transgenders and are giving us a bad name and are the reason people hate us and must be condemned and destroyed.
But when Yaniv is finally gone, when you get her sent to prison or whatever your goal is, you're just gonna find a new scapegoat to take her place. And the shame cycle continues. The humiliation and bullying we've experienced is internalized as shame. When we project that shame onto scapegoats and onto each other, it becomes cringing and contempt. And we voice that contempt by shaming other people, which starts a new cycle.
So you can keep finding new scapegoats, new punching bags, new shamedumps, new lolcows, and you can wind up like one of the people who's been archiving Chris-Chan for 13 years. But that will never really heal us.â
ân i kinda feel like thats whats going on right now....
#contrapoints#transandrophobia#so we're fujoshis yeah? we're just. people with detransition kinks huh?#you married to that position you pos?
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W.I.P Glossary & Master List
Ok, so, I'm gonna start posting w.i.ps here shortly, but like. As writing process archives? I just think it'll be fun. I'm posting this in advance bc my organization system is a bit weird. BTS fics will be here at @babyarmybabbles and SKZ fics will be @staybabblingbaby. I may make another side blog for other fandoms I write for, but we'll see. All fics are xReader unless otherwise indicated. Stuff and Things under the cut :D
Bear w me bc I don't usually do text posts and have no practice with formatting yet lol
Glossary:
Attempt - A draft with major changes. Wording changes of a paragraph or more (not including completely new material), changes in POV, setting changes, characterization changes, etc, are included in this. Abbreviated as a(#) [e.g. Title a(1) d(4)] Draft - A manuscript that has been edited. Even minor edits like grammar and spelling corrections are a new draft. These are labeled, but only saved as new files in intervals of 5. Abbreviated as d(#) [e.g. Title a(1) d(4)] Addition - A manuscript that has been added to enough to warrant a new post.
My intent is to upload all new Attempts, Drafts in intervals of 5, and Additions in intervals of 1,000 words or more. My hope is something of a progress log? I think it'll be fun, help me keep track of what I've done, and help motivate me.
Master List:
Run Army AU: Current Total Word Count: 5,245
Run ARMY! (Teaser Part) a2 d1 - 446 Words, Posted 5/12/24 Run ARMY! (Arrival Part) a2 d2 - 1,836 Words, Posted 5/12/24 Run ARMY! (Arrival Part) a3 d2 - 1,862 Words, Posted 5/26/24 Run ARMY! (Meet Part) a1 d3 - 1,095 Words, Posted 5/13/24 Run ARMY! (Meet Part) a1 d4 +155 words - 1,250 Words, Posted 7/22/24 Run ARMY! (Cooking Part) a2 d3 - 733 Words, Posted 5/13/24 Run ARMY! (1st Game Part) a1 d2 - 954 Words, Posted 5/13/24
Barista Soulmate AU : Current Total Word Count: 3,044
Barista Soulmate (CafĂŠ Part) a1 d3 - 2,010 Words, Posted 5/12/24 Barista Soulmate(Dream Part)a1 d1 - 1,034 Words, Posted 5/12/24
"Okay" : Current Total Word Count: 1,129
"Okay" a1 d2 - 1,129 Words, Posted 8/9/24
#masterlist#w.i.p fics#bts fic#bts fanfiction#bts x reader#Baby babbles#Baby writes#w.i.p#bangtan fic#bangtan x reader
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âYou mean, thereâs a baby in there? Like, a whole baby?â Loâak went to snake his hand over the edge of the bed to poke at the stretched skin of his auntâs stomach. He pulled it back quickly when Norm gave it an annoyed tap, turning to the man with his own annoyed expression.
Norm rolled his eyes when Loâak stuck out his tongue.
The scientist turned his back to the shackâs visitors to lift a jar of translucent jelly up to Trudyâs stomach, spooning a small amount out and spreading it into a thin layer. His wife winced slightly at the coolness of it, but a reassuring hand quickly found its way into her own.
Spider looked to Loâak as Norm worked. His stomach dropped at the way Loâakâs ears perked up; he could see the boyâs nose twitching and pupils widening like the cats theyâd seen on video. Knowing nothing good would come from interrupting Norm again, Spider pulled Loâak back by the upper arm when a hand began to reach out again.
Norm had his back to them, but Trudy watched the boys fondly. She hoped her own child would be as fun as those two.
âYes, Loâak, thereâs a baby in here.â She patted the sides of her stomach. The uneven firmness below the pads of her fingers, and frequent kicks that had her wincing were confirmation enough that she was expecting.
The white corded device Norm held made its way across her skin. She glanced up to see her husbandâs scrunched concentration face looking at the ultrasound monitor.
When he got the angle right, he spoke to the boys, âYep, and here he is!â
Norm gestured to the fuzzy black and white image on the screen. Both boys leant forwards to get a better look. The alternating lines formed a semi-circle that had them squinting and tilting their heads side to side to decipher what they were looking at. Patterns criss-crossed the screen in esoteric sequences that few could understand.
Spider scratched his chin. âI dunno. Doesnât look like anything really.â
âOf course it does. See? Hereâs his leg, and I think this is a hand?â Norm traced his finger over the outline of a blob of mismatched pixels. Neither Spider nor Loâak could see the resemblance.
Loâak tapped the screen, ears perking up at the sound his nail made against the glass. âHow did this get here?â
The wide eyes and innocent look on his face as he turned to face the others had Spider snickering into his hand.
He started laughing before he even spoke, âLoâak, when a man and a woman love each other very much-â
âSkxawng, I know where babies come from!â Loâakâs pulled back over his teeth when a mighty hiss came from his mouth. âI meant how did this get onto the screen? How does it see through skin?â
Norm gave Spider a disapproving side glance, but turned his attention to the other, hopefully more engaged child. He pulled the device away from Trudyâs stomach - the image turning to noise on the screen - and held it up for Loâak to get a better look.
âThis sends out soundwaves that can travel through solid objects, then times how long it takes for them to return. By doing this really quickly millions of times a second, it can make a picture out of these soundwaves, which is displayed here.â Norm gestured to the monitor. âThat allows us to monitor the babyâs growth without any intrusive procedures.â
He looked back to Loâak, only to find the young boyâs eyes beginning to glaze over. Norm muttered to himself as he turned back to continue his wifeâs checkup, âWhy do I even bother?â
It was now Trudyâs turn to reassuringly squeeze his hand.
Norm sighed again, but pointed vaguely to one side of the shack and spoke as he worked, âJake told me to keep you guys occupied for the morning. Iâm sure youâll find something interesting over there. Go through the old Hellâs Gate video logs if you want. Just donât touch anything that looks fragile.â
That instruction would likely go ignored, but he didnât really expect anything more from the 13 and 11 year olds. The sound of a metal box clattering to the ground and the halting of rapid steps had Norm using up yet another of his daily sighs.
Trudy watched Norm switch the ultrasound back on and continue working his way across her belly. He wasnât a doctor by trade, but heâd picked up a few things about foetal development from his occasional work with Moâat and the other Omatikaya healers; he just hoped that Naâvi-specific knowledge would transfer to humans.
It wasnât like babies came with a manual, though he wondered if Trudy would approve of him writing one.
Hmm, heâd have to note that down for later. Keep a logbook of his findings. Then again, he fully expected himself to panic the moment his son was born; no idea how he would go about raising a child.
Speaking of children, Norm glanced up to a flash of blue he spotted through the shackâs glass inner door. He couldnât help but smile at Tuktireyâs wide grin as she waved at him. Once the pressurisation cycle finished and the outside air had been purged, the door hissed open, and Tuk ran through and up to Norm.
âWoah, Tuk, you need your mask!â Loâak peered over the top of the monitor when he saw his sister sprint past the rack. Past experience had quickly taught him the importance of the masks.
Tuk whined, âIt makes my face itchy. I donât like it.â She pouted and crossed her arms. Her brother couldnât tell her what to do, so she stood her ground.
Thankfully, Trudy came to Loâakâs aid. âSorry girlie. If you want to be in here, you need to put one on. Just like us humans have to when weâre outside.â
âBut I wanna see the baby!â
Trudy raised an eyebrow, and Tuk sulked over to the rack by the entrance. Loâak left his place at the monitor to help her fit the cannisterâs strap over her shoulder and secure the head bands in place. She tried to shrug his hands away, but Loâak was quick enough to work around her, and she was soon breathing the correct air, albeit with an annoyed scrunch of her nose.
âDonât come crying to me when you canât breathe then.â Loâak rolled his eyes and strolled back over to Spider, who was watching the interaction with his own exopack hanging from his bandoleer and belt.
Trudy jerked her head in Tukâs direction to hint at her husband. He looked at her in question. She flicked her eyes across to the girl again, but it still took a moment to click for Norm. His mouth formed an O in realisation.
He placed the ultrasound down and went over to Tuk. Crouching before the young girl, he lifted her chin up to be eye to eye with her, though she was nearly as tall as humans much older than herself.
âWhy donât I show you the baby then?â Norm tilted his head to the side.
He saw her ears instantly perk up and her eyes brightened. Ruffling her braids, he scooped her up and carried her over to the bed Trudy lay on, placing her softly next to his wife. Tuk shuffled backwards until she brushed against Trudyâs legs and turned to face Norm expectantly.
He smiled at her, âIâll show you how the machine works, then you can give it a go if you want?â
Tuk nodded rapidly, reaching out with grabby hands until Norm could demonstrate. Moving the device over another part of Trudyâs stomach, the lines appeared on the screen and Tuk gasped.
âLook! Itâs a foot!â The little girl pointed at the amorphous blob, but Norm did have to admit she was right. Five toes, and distinctly foot shaped.
Tuk bumped her curled fist against Normâs in a gesture her dad had taught her. She giggled when another foot-shaped blob drifted into view next to the first.
âSo, if thatâs where his feet are, his head must be down here.â Norm said whilst tapping his chin in mock thought, passing the ultrasound to Tuk then gently tapping lower on Trudyâs stomach. âBe gentle.â
Tuk nodded enthusiastically, and Norm once again silently thanked his wife for being so patient with kids. Without her, he would be an exasperated mess, shooing them away from his equipment. Although, Trudy still winced when Tukâs inexperienced hand pressed the device a little too hard into her.
âGentle, gentle. It wonât work otherwise.â Norm placed his palm over Tukâs and carefully guided the device around.
Tuk kept looking up to the screen in awe, then back down to move to a different place. Every time she looked, Norm could see her pupils blow wider than the last, until he was sure they could get no bigger.
Once they had covered Trudyâs entire stomach, Norm gently took the ultrasound and wiped it down, passing more wipes to Trudy. Tuk sat looking at the screen again, but this time there was a thoughtful scrunch to her brow, one that only a young child pondering the universe could possess.
âWhat is it girlie? You look confused.â Trudy swung her legs over the edge of the bed and pressed her hands into her back to flex her stiff spine.
Tuk didnât respond immediately, so Norm took the opportunity to press a kiss to Trudyâs cheek and pull up a chair to sit beside them both.
When the question had been thoroughly processed and was ready to be asked, Tuk shuffled off the bed and moved to point at the last displayed image on the screen, then down to Trudyâs belly. âHow is the baby so small, when humans like Uncle Norm and Spider are so tall?â
Trudy had to resist the urge to coo.
She gently tapped Norm when he went to explain. Norm acquiesced and sat back in his chair with open ears.
Trudy started, âSo you know how Naâvi are generally bigger than humans? Like how your mum is bigger than me, and Loâak is taller than most of the scientists, despite being so much younger?â Tuk sat up with the utmost attention, nodding along to Trudyâs words. The woman continued, âSo human babies are smaller than Naâvi babies because humans are smaller. The baby needs to fit inside me. Iâd pop otherwise!â
Tuk giggled, âYour belly looks like it might.â
âWhoa ho, young lady! Are you saying I look fat?â Trudy put her hands on her hips in mock indignation.
âMaybe a little.â Tuk put her fingers together, leaving a small distance between them. She pulled her hands back to her cheeks and giggled again.
Trudy grinned ear to ear. âI guess weâll have to ask your dad to find photos from when your mum was pregnant. I canât be the only fat one after all.â She looked to where the boys were still watching video logs, Loâak perched precariously on the back of a chair. She called to them, âLoâak, I need your help here.â
The boyâs head perked up, and from the mischievous look his aunt gave him, sprinted over. Norm saw it too, handing an exopack to Trudy and pulling one over his own head. Tuk watched on curiously.
âRight, letâs get you to your dad then. Loâak, grab her arms.â
Trudy reached down for Tukâs legs, grasping them strongly whilst Loâak lifted her by her shoulders. Shrieking with laughter, Tuk hung between the two of them as they shuffled into the airlock and out the door.
The young girl kept laughing all the way to the Sullysâ Marui, loud enough that it distracted Trudy from the ache that began to seep into her limbs. Pacing along behind them was Spider and Norm, the latter of which looked slightly concerned. For whom, she wasnât sure.
At that point in the mid-morning, Jake had finished airing out the clansmenâs grievances for the day, delegating out tasks to remedy the issues thatâd been brought up. Now he sat in his Marui with his mate preparing for a scouting flight. The yearly migration of âAngtsĂŹk had begun a few days ago, and their numbers needed to be surveyed to ensure only the needed amount were hunted.
The last thing he expected to see was his daughter, looking like she was about to burst from laughing too hard, being held strung between his son and heavily pregnant friend, with Norm and Spider following.
The flick of his tail and raised eyebrow from his mate betrayed their confusion. âUm, hi? Didnât expect you guys to be done so soon.â
Trudy lowered Tukâs feet down so she could stand on her own, but not before Loâak started tickling his sisterâs sides and filling the hut with giggling shrieks. Tuk jumped and wriggled around to evade his hands, but the attempts were futile, and he kept finding a way through her defences.
Trudyâs back cracked as she twisted to the side. âThis cheeky thing-â She pointed to where Tuk was squirming away from her brother and pressing her arms firmly against her sides, âCalled me fat. I think we should get out some of her baby photos.â
Both Jake and Neytiri could see the mischievous twinkle in the other womanâs eyes, and it brought them all onto the same wavelength.
Neytiri had to hide her grin behind her hand to put on a mask of faux seriousness, âOh yes, from when shewas all small and chubby.â Cameras were the one Sky People invention the Naâvi woman liked. No longer did memories have to fade from the mind.
The hutâs occupants took a seat, Spider crouched beside Jake as Norm helped Trudy down. Tuk took refuge from her brotherâs attack in her dadâs lap, curling into his chest and sticking her tongue out teasingly. Loâak nodded conspiratorially to Spider, and they both lunged forward to poke at her again. Her head flicked back as the laughter began anew.
Jake wrapped his youngest child in a protective cocoon, but soon found himself the victim of the boysâ attack. Only after having children did he learn his Avatar body was even more ticklish than his human one.
He started to wriggle himself, until the cocoon was broken and Tuk dashed away to the safety of her mum beside one of their trunks. Neytiri didnât look up from where she searched for the drive they kept their photos on, but did wrap her tail around her daughter. Neither boy dared make another attempt; Neytiri would tickle them until they were crying with laughter to protect Tuk.
Tuk peered over the edge of the box just as Neytiri grasped the small thumb drive from the bottom. Sheâd seen her parents plug it into her dadâs laptop before, but was never too interested in its contents. Now, she couldnât wait to see the old photos.
Moving back to the group, Neytiri and Tuk traversed their way through the afternoonâs scouting preparation that lay forgotten on the floor. The others could go on without them.
Loâak passed his dad the laptop and they quickly set it up for them all to see, then plugged in the drive Neytiri handed over.
âAlright, should we go all the way back?â Jake looked to his daughter, who nodded eagerly.
Trudy concurred, âI think that may be needed. Neytiri, did Jake take any pictures when you were pregnant?â
Jake answered for his mate, âYep, and here they are!â
Scrolling through the list, there were pages upon pages of candid photos of Neytiri going about daily life in their hut; most of them had her rolling her eyes at her mateâs off-screen antics as he took the picture.
In several, Neytiri was crouched over and chopping food, her distended belly getting in her way. Even in the hastily taken image they could make out how annoyed it made her. Another was a more composed shot; a side profile with Neytiri resting her hands gently on her stomach and gazing down fondly.
Tuk burst from her seat when the image appeared, âWow mum, youâre fat too!â
âBah! She was way more tactful with me earlier.â Trudy laughed alongside the rest of them.
Neytiri raised an eyebrow and pointed at the screen. âDonât say that too quick, little one. That is you in there.â
The little girlâs hands flew to her mouth to cover her gasp, âReally?! Thatâs me?! I made you fat!â
Loâak snickered beside the adults. He went to teasingly poke at his sister again, but a quick hand and raised eyebrow stopped him. He glanced up to see his motherâs unimpressed look, then sheepishly brought his hand back.
âDonât tease too quickly, son.â Jake gently took the laptop from his mate and scrolled to a different set of images. âThese are from when your mum was pregnant with you. I donât know about you, but I think you were even bigger!â
Now it was Tukâs turn to giggle, much to the enjoyment of everyone, bar Loâak.
Jake continued, âAnd when you all came out, we would wrap you up in the warmest blanket we could find.â He gestured off to a pile on the side of the room. Spider took the cue and passed over the topmost piece of fabric.
Tuk suddenly found herself in her fatherâs lap, being wrapped up tightly until only her face and the tips of her ears were visible. Her tail coiled around her leg in surprise and stayed there under the blanket, her arms pressed to her sides.
It took all the effort the adults had not to fawn over the startled expression on the little girl. Jake himself didnât succeed. He cooed at his daughter and brushed a stray hair from her face. With pupils the size of dinner plates, Tuk found herself being cradled by her dad and rocked back and forth as Jake sung softly.
âHush little baby, donât say a word, papaâs gonna buy you a mockingbird. And if that mockingbird donât sing, papaâs gonna buy you a diamond ringâŚâ Jake paused as Tukâs eyes grew heavy.
She fought with fleeting energy to stay awake, but it was a futile battle against the warmth and slow rocking rhythm, and she was soon asleep.
Jake finally looked up, seeing varying looks of surprise and awe on the faces of the hutâs occupants. He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. âI never learnt the rest of the words.â He looked down to his snoozing daughter. âNever needed to.â
Spider was the first to break the silence, thankfully keeping his voice low, âDid I ever get wrapped up?â
Norm snorted, and Trudy smirked. Jakeâs ears perked up at their reactions to the question. He handed the bundled Tuk to Neytiri, who moved to the little girls sleeping mat, then gestured alongside Spider for them to continue.
For the first time ever, Jake saw his friend look smug.
âYeah, you were a little terror around the lab, and you only got worse when you learnt to walk. We tried to wrap you up like that to stop you from wandering around our equipment, but you seemed to have a knack for escaping.â Norm had pulled out his own tablet and was searching through his own photos. âTo this day, I still donât know how, we once found you bundled up in your blanket on top of a bookshelf.â
The photo he showed to everyone was proof enough of his story. Baby Spider, asleep, wrapped in a blanket, and very high off the ground.
âStill got some of that baby fat, aye?â Trudy reached over to pinch at Spiderâs cheek.
The teen squirmed away in an embarrassed huff.
âMy wife here thought it was hilarious,â Trudy bumped Norm gently with her elbow, âBut you gave Max and me a heart attack. We did our best to baby-proof everything, but you still managed to climb onto desks and shelves. Come to think of it, weâll probably need to do that again soon.â
âWhy donât you take a look at some of these photos then?â Trudy took the tablet from Norm and passed it to Spider.
The teen looked through the list slowly, Loâak coming to sit beside him to look too. Eventually, Spider found one, tapping on the thumbnail to expand it.
A small boy, with an enormous mass of curly blonde hair and the brightest blue eyes, sat on the edge of a workbench, trying to pull the straps of a modified exopack mask over his head. Maxâs arm could be seen trying to aid the boy, but only getting more hair in the way.
âI remember this. It was my first mask.â Spider looked up to Norm.
The scientist smiled back, âYep, that day was the first time you left Hellâs Gate. We didnât go far, just down to the river. Thatâs also the first time you met Kiri.â Norm gave him a knowing look.
Spider blushed, and Loâak gave him a teasing nudge. Even Neytiri couldnât help but smile at his obvious crush. Several more photos were flicked through when they heard shuffling from behind them.
Tukâs head popped up from the wrapped blanket, looking bright and alert. âDad, is it morning already?â
âWell thatâs about right. Five-minute nap, and sheâs up and ready to go.â Jake slid his hand down his face. âNo, itâs still the same day.â
âOkay! Can I look at some more photos then?â
âYou wonât go to sleep again anyway,â He muttered quietly, then louder, âSure can.â He glanced over to a rather bemused looking Norm and Trudy. âI wish years of sleepless nights upon you both.â
Norm held his hands up in surrender.
Tuk quickly rejoined the circle, this time leaning heavily into Spiderâs side to look at the photos, and completely forgetting how he and her brother were tickling her before.
Neytiri joined the other adults on the opposite side of the hut, her tail intertwining with her mateâs. She asked Norm and Trudy, âWhy are they so interested in these old photos?â
âNorm was doing an ultrasound, and none of them believed that a baby could fit in here.â Trudy tapped her stomach. âWe explained that humans are smaller, so human babies are smaller too.â
âOh! Iâve got an idea.â The kids turned to Norm at the sudden sound. âHey Spider, can I please have that back for a second?â
Spider passed the tablet back over, Norm taking it and flicking through several menus and typing in search bars. Jake just shrugged at the boysâ confused looks.
âWe said before how humans are just smaller,â Norm began, âBut we didnât say why.â
He pulled up an image on the screen and turned it around to show the kids. Neytiri too leant forwards to get a better look. There were two circles side by side, one slightly smaller than the other, but both made of strokes of blue, green, and white.
Norm pointed to each of them. âThis is Earth, and this is Pandora. See how Pandora is smaller, which means it has less gravity. Only about 80% of Earthâs.â
He paused when Tuk held her hand up.
The little girl asked with bright and wide eyes, âWhatâs gravity?â
Jake grasped her below her arms and threw her up. She shrieked in delight, and was caught again on her way down. Being placed on the ground once more, Jake said, âThatâs gravity. Itâs what pulls you back down.â
âYep, and thereâs less of it here than on Earth.â Norm smiled at the giggling girl. âSo here, itâs easier for things to evolve and grow bigger.â
Norm pulled the tablet down again, flicking through to another photo. âI forgot that Max catalogued the remaining data we had from Hellâs Gate, so I found these old images from Earth.â
The children and Neytiri cocked their heads to the side at the strange animal he showed them. Jake, however, nodded in understanding.
âThis is an elephant, the largest land animal on Earth. I actually have a photo of me with one somewhere⌠Ah ha!â
Norm stood in dark sunglasses and a wide-brim hat patting the flank of the enormous animal. He was sombre when he spoke, âThey had died out to the point that they only really existed in zoos or highly protected reserves, so I was very fortunate to get this photo.â
Trudy huffed a laugh from his side when Tukâs ears stuck up to the ceiling and her nose pressed into the tablet. They all knew the little girl had an infatuation with what she called fluffy cuddly animals, and it just so happened she thought a lot of Earthâs wildlife fit into that category. Those who had lived on Earth were loath to tell her about the fact that lions and tigers had sharp claws and teeth that could very easily kill their prey.
âShould I look for some more pictures of elephants then?â
Tuk nodded eagerly to the scientistâs question, then focussed back on the screen.
Norm continued, âAlright then. This is the largest land animal on Earth, but itâs still only half the size of the Hammerhead Titanothere, the nearest equivalent on Pandora. We think that lower gravity allows creatures here to develop-â
Looking up from his impromptu presentation, he found the rest of the adults smirking at him, the boys nowhere to be seen, and Tuk still trying to press her nose into the tablet. Norm sighed a heavy sigh; how often he felt like he was talking to a brick wall with the kids.
Jake couldnât help but smile at his friendâs optimism.
When Norm and Trudyâs son was born, the Sullys soon received an invite to meet the new baby. The children were practically bouncing off the walls in anticipation of meeting him, and Neytiri couldnât help but concur with their sentiment. Sheâd never met a newborn human baby; Spider was at least a year old when she first saw him.
The airlock to the medical shack was crowded with all the occupants squished together as the pressure equalised. Jake glanced to Neytiri. Whilst not their own child, the feeling of seeing a new life for the first time was still running high through them. It brought them back to when each of their children took their first breaths, and every milestone that came after.
When the door hissed open, they exited to the interior and quickly went about putting the masks on; Loâak somehow managed to get the strap of his tangled in his new braids that Kiri did the day before, and Tuk still didnât remember which way the tubing was supposed to go.
Kiri rolled her eyes at her brother, and Neytiri helped Tuk right her mask. Then she grabbed the girl to stop her from sprinting and jumping on Trudy.
The sound of the airlock door opening and closing again brought their attention behind them. Spider waved eagerly through the glass, clearly having received the same invitation as them. Removing his exopack and clipping it to his bandoleer, Spider joined them as they made their way to the bed.
Norm sat in an uncomfortable looking chair to the side of Trudyâs bed, his head forward and eyes closed as he dozed. Trudy herself had blanket pulled up to her mid-section, and looked like she was about to fall asleep too. She wouldâve if it wasnât for the small bundle she held to her chest.
âUm⌠Should we come back later?â Trudyâs head perked up when Jake asked.
âNo, no. Youâre good.â The yawn the woman let out contradicted her statement.
Trudy dropped her arm from the bundle to her husband, knocking him on the back of his head harder than she intended.
âWhat, where, how?â Norm sat bolt upright, eyes wide and frantically searching for danger.
Trudy scoffed, âMy knight in shining armour.â
Finally realising where he was, Norm sunk back into the chair. He reached over to pull the cloth down slightly from the bundle. Stroking a finger oh so gently across the babyâs forehead caused the infantâs mouth to twitch slightly. Norm grinned brightly to his wife. Their babyâs first smile. Neither of them could believe the fact that this little thing had come from them; two halves put together to make a whole.
Neytiri rested her head on her mateâs shoulder, intertwining their tails together behind them. Kiri, Neteyam and even Loâak couldnât help but coo.
Jake spoke softly to not rouse the babe, âHowâre you holding up?â
Norm looked to Trudy to answer. She blinked rapidly to keep herself awake, âSore, and thankful that is over. Canât say I enjoyed it.â
Neytiri hummed in agreement, âThe birthing process is painful, and can be very long.â
âYeah, Iâm glad my hand still works.â Norm held up his bandaged fingers, Trudy rolling her eyes.
âI wasnât gripping you that hard.â
Norm winced.
âAre you done talking about grown-up things? I wanna see the baby.â Tukâs whine pierced the air. Neytiri softly reminded her to keep her voice down.
Like a chain reaction, Tuktirey looked to Jake, who looked to Norm, who looked to Trudy. Rolling her eyes again, Trudy nodded and shuffled her legs to the side of the bed to make room for Tuk to carefully climb up. Sensing her slight wobble, Jake reached over and grasped his daughter gently under the arms to stop her from falling forward.
The rest of them moved around the bed, Kiri standing beside Norm, Loâak and Spider with Neteyam on the other side, and Neytiri next to Jake.
Slowly, Trudy pulled the cloth down from around the babyâs head. The cooler air hit his downy hair, and he wriggled slightly in his sleep. A small squeak came from his mouth.
âOh, Ma Tsmuke, heâs beautiful!â Neytiriâs hand flew to her mouth to hold in the gasp.
Jake looked up to his friends, âDo you have a name?â
âWeâve got a few ideas, but nothing final yet.â
Jake nodded; it had taken him and Neytiri several weeks after each of their childrenâs births to complete their naming ceremonies. As far as he was concerned, he would whole-heartedly perform the same rite for his friendsâ son, and he knew Moâat would have no objections either.
With a weight growing on his arms, Jake felt Tuk lean even further forwards. She had never seen a human baby before. Though her siblings teased her for being the youngest, saying she was still a baby herself, he knew she preened at the attention she got. She was the smallest and had never been anything but the smallest in their immediate circle. A new baby upset that status quo.
But from the chirp she made and the wide eyes she watched the baby with, Jake didnât think she would mind too much.
âHuh, I think someone has a new best friend.â
Tuk didnât even hear Trudyâs chuff. All she could see was the tiny nose, soft skin, chubby cheeks and peacefully closed eyes. All warm and wrapped up, it was a sight of such utter safety that had her wishing she was held tightly in her own motherâs arms, keeping her safe as the sounds of thunderstorms rolled overhead, or reassuring her that a bad dream wasnât real.
That same awe slipped into her voice, âCan I⌠Can I hold him?â
The look of pure hope in her eyes nearly had Norm agreeing to anything she asked right there and then, but he at least had the self-preservation to glance to his wife.
Trudy nodded, but added, âI think it might be a good idea if your dad helps you.â
Understanding what she meant, Jake wouldnât fit on the bed with his daughter, so he pulled Tuk up into his side and lowered them both down, crossing his legs. Tuk sat in his lap with her back pressed up to his chest and his arms encircling her.
âSo weâve got to be real careful, alright? Weâre gonna hold our arms like this, and have his head resting here. Human babiesâ heads are heavy.â Tuk nodded seriously to Jakeâs instructions. âIf your arms get tired, let me know.â
Taking his son carefully from Trudy, Norm slowly lowered him down until Jakeâs longer arms could reach out. The baby was situated snuggly, Jake resting his head in the crook of his elbow. He felt Tukâs arms come up under his to wrap around the newborn too. He let her take some of the weight, just to get a feel, but sure to keep him secure.
Jake rolled his eyes when Neytiri crouched to double check his hold, Kiri leaning over too to watch.
Hearing a click from off to the side, they all glanced to the source. Somehow having found Normâs camera, Spider had his eye up to the viewfinder and was pressing the shutter button rapidly.
Loâak stood to his friendâs side with his thumbs up and a wide grin spread across his face. âLooking good sis.â
Tuk didnât even glance up when Neteyam hissed at them to put the camera down.
Trudy managed to swing her legs over the edge of the bed, but gestured for Norm. He pulled her arm over his shoulder and took some of her weight as she leant slightly to the side.
Tukâs stillness had the whole room watching silently, with Norm holding his breath. She just stared and watched with wide eyes. He couldnât help the slight increase in heartrate that started to thump in his chest.
âWell, what do you think?â
Finally, she looked up, a cheek-splitting grin on her face.
âHeâs so⌠small.â
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January 5th, 2018
This chapter is the one that introduces everything starting at the very beginning of this incident. The first thing that catches the eye is the introduction or the "blurb" of the story.
Quotev, at the time, was somewhat going down in use as people started to move on to other big websites like AO3, Instagram, and so on. As you can also see, Valerian did not list this under any sort of specific tag or type of fan-fiction. I would categorize this myself as a a Sci-Fi Creepypasta. Looking at this now, I am concerned that maybe Valerian could have been dealing with something mentally that he felt he needed to express in this format. Maybe he was dealing with some form of schizophrenia where his mind led him to believe he was being watched.
Either way, I'm going to still look at this with an open-mind because I still consider Valerian to be someone I grew close with at the time.
Continuing on with the "meat" of it all, I will be discussing the chapters with some notes and what I think. If you wish to read the chapter yourself prior to these notes to better understand, the story is posted on the pinned "About" post.
The introduction to the chapter is still the same as the blurb
It starts to feel or read like your usual creepypasta from 2013. A bit cringe-worthy. Why would anyone think they're safe with a pocket knife and a lighter, I haven't a clue, but I guess you make due with what you have.
I think it's set somewhere else in another country, because the woman says she's from the states (USA). Maybe Valerian was located in Russia or another country close by at the time. What place would be that warm at the time though? 24 C is about 75 F, so that's warm, even for that late at night. Unless it's the morning if we're going 24hr time.
There's trees and woods where he was. Where is this place? It's definitely someplace in the North, but not too far where it's warm in the evenings. Wisconsin and most Northern USA states like this along the border of Canada were like this in 2018 (I'm accounting for the year because we ALL know this planet is getting worse in climate).
He's 25 at the time. calculate it to about now, (2024-2018)+25=31 years. He is or would've been about 31 present day. I was only 17 at the time he wrote this, but I don't think I started interacting until much later? The details are fuzzy, but the comment section will help me set a time-frame. I will state now that he never once asked for anything beyond just usual conversation before any weird assumptions are made. If you're going to have those assumptions and message me about them, please do not and just leave.
Valerian lived with his family (mother, father, and a sister) during this time. Past tense because spoiler alert: bad times ahead.
Who is after him?
The last bit translates to: If not Goodbye to you too. Help me, if you hear or if you can.
The comments on this chapter do not give much insight. They're the usual ones that believe the story to be false or think it's another creepypasta. Valerian doesn't try to be aggressive in his replies to these comments, and only replies to two people. He almost seems like he still hopes to entertain and provide information despite his dire situation.
I'm thinking I might do an analysis on his profile page as well since there were some things on there that could hold more information. I just know I have a lot of chapters to go through and little time to do so (unless I wish to get muscle cramps on my fingers from typing on my phone). This is just the first chapter, so we'll see what happens.
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@royalarchivist your dms seem to be turned off but I took some timestamp notes for Quackity's very late night stream! in case you can use these for your timestamp archive
6:33 "I need to go really far away before I explain what I'm doing here. Okay?" (teleports to his Richarlyson area)
7:45 "all admins, now that the eggstatistics have been posted, are gone" he also says he thinks Forever is using an autoclicker which is illegal; Q wants to break rules to see what'll happen, so he reads them all out:
do not abuse glitches or game mechanics
do not utilise unintended minecraft features such as iron golem farms, dupe glitches, villager breeding, gold farms, tnt machines - "I don't know how to do any of that"
do not travel to the end dimension, it's currently locked - "I don't know how to find that either"
"I'm gonna save rule 4"
no hacking
use common sense and try not to ruin other content creators' content "I could go into badboyhalo's room and mess up his content but he's not streaming right now so that doesn't count"
if you find a bug or a game-breaking mechanic please communicate it to staff - "I know none as of now"
you are allowed to play off-stream, but try not to make significant progress - "I could grind all night. actually that wouldn't be offstream that doesn't make any sense"
you cannot get more than two rows of hearts - "anyone know where [the hearts-providing statue] might be? metagaming is against the rules so I'm already breaking a rule here" -> he decides to go to Tallulah's garden to use her statue
12:20 he breaks into Wilbur & Tallulah's house to look for the statue
13:00 he gets himself six more hearts "this is fucking fun, what the hell, no admins are on, this is fun"
13:36 4. do not travel to the nether, it's currently locked "well to hell with that" - he goes back to the Richarlyson place and wants to make a Nether portal because "I just wanna see what happens"; he doesn't want to use the favela Nether portal because he "doesn't want to be near there"
14:50 BBH notices in chat that q is online - q responds "ignore me" and starts building a nether portal
18:11 (after yelling at chat for making fun of him about his limited nether portal knowledge) "tiktok's gonna have a field day with that one. they're gonna say like⌠quackity explodes on stream"
19:28 (after misplacing obsidian) "I misclicked. It can happen with JuanaFlippa, it can happen with me."
23:34 he tries to enter the Nether portal and is teleported back to spawn instead, which gives him the advancements We Need To Go Deeper and Subspace Bubble since he's so far away from spawn. he immediately starts wondering if there's a way to glitch it and make it send him to the Nether anyway
26:40 while he's breaking his portal to rebuild it somewhere else, one of the faceless Cucurucho construction workers shows up and starts punching him, then gives him a book & quill saying "stop breaking the rules!" he asks where the "normal" Cucurucho is and says "can I just try?"
28:10 "what are you? what the fuck are you?" he tries to start breaking the portal again but they keep punching him
28:40 he attacks and kills the Cucurucho construction worker (BBH in chat: o_O what the fudge, quackity what are you doing) and loots their corpse, notably finding 113 Netherrack, 7 ancient debris and 11 quartz in their inventory. He logs off because he killed an admin, saying he'll go back tomorrow and sell the Nether blocks they were carrying to Foolish; he says he'll be playing with Vegetta at 12pm PST, and ends stream
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Time Stamps Part Four
Part One
Part Two
Part Three
IRIS Presents - WTCHR
Old Title: WTCHR
Secondary Title: The IRIS Archives - WTCHR
Page Source: Nothing
Description: âIntroducing WTCHR! The most advanced camera and security system from I.R.I.S. because you deserve the best in security and monitoringâ
0:00-1:52 (Extended scene introducing IRISâ camera WTCHR)
August 21st, 2022: Who watches the WTCHR?Â
August 21st, 2022: WTCHRâs AdvertisementÂ
August 22nd, 2022: âWTCHRâ to âThe IRIS Archives-WTCHRâ
September 1st, 2022: C&C
September 10th, 2022: Infinity-color TV! Historically the first âhigh definitionâ television; not bad for 1973! It was sadly recalled after 7 months due to reports of permanent colour-blindness. Donât sit too close to THIS screen!
September 15th, 2022: Some of our systems might be down as we're figuring out a power related issue. We will continue to work on it throughout the day. Apologies if you've been affected by this hiccup
September 22nd, 2022: If you were able to travel back in time and talk to yourself what would you tell them?
September 22nd, 2022: âThe IRIS Archives - WTCHRâ to âIRIS Presents- WTCHRâ
September 23rd, 2022: âIRIS Presents- WTCHRâ added Chase to the descriptionÂ
September 30th, 2022: October is Tomorrow
October 1t, 2022: BOO!!... did we scare you? Happy October everyone!
October 2nd, 2022: Warning SignÂ
October 4th, 2022: Interrogation Room
October 5th, 2022: You're gonna want to pay attention to today's upload!
This is my 5,000th Video
Page Source: Nothing
Description: âI can't believe I've uploaded 5,000 videos to this channelâ
20:34-21:36 (Extended scene; the trailer for IRIS)
October 5th, 2022: Have you ever experienced a terrible occurrence that has impacted you significantly?
October 5th, 2022: This is my 5,000th videoÂ
October 7th, 2022: Photo of Chase Brody for Selfie DayÂ
October 10th, 2022: Did I miss anything todayĚ´?
October 13th, 2022: Discovery Log Number One
October 15th, 2022: Discovery Log Chase Brody
I Hate This Job
Old Title: The Bathhouse | Chillaâs Art (FULL GAME)
Page Source: Nothing
Description: âTake a dip in The Bathhouse, the new terrifying game by Chilla's Artâ
1:30-1:38 (Extended scene)
19:11-19:17 (Momentary scene)
35:12-35:18 (Momentary scene)
October 18th, 2022: âThe Bathhouse | Chillaâs Art (FULL GAME)â to âI Hate This Jobâ
The Complex
Old Title: The Backrooms Series - THE COMPLEX
Page Source: Nothing
Description: âThe Complex Backrooms found footage is an amazingly atmospheric gameâ
0:13-0:36 (Extended scene)
13:50-13:55 (Momentary scene)
Security Booth is a masterpiece
Page Source: Nothing
Description: âSecurity Booth is one of my favourite games I've played latelyâ
0:27-0:34 (Momentary Glitch)
5:50-5:52 (Momentary Glitch)
8:46-8:52 (Momentary Glitch)
10:44-10:53 (Momentary Glitch)
10:56-11:15 (Extended Glitch)
October 23rd, 2022: Whoever is trying to hack into our system, would you kindly cut it out!
October 24th, 2022: âThe Backrooms Series - THE COMPLEXâ changed to âThe Complexâ with two thumbnail changesÂ
October 25th, 2022: Psyche Analysis of Chase Brody
October 25th, 2022: Today we honour Dr. Lucille Bell, one of our top audio engineer experts. Her algorithms in deciphering complex signal patterns has been vital to our understanding of the universe! (Has been deleted)
October 27th, 2022: Subject: Chase Brody
October 28th, 2022: 3 Days
October 28th, 2022: Bloody Footprints
October 29th, 2022: A Job Poster
October 29th, 2022: 2 Days
October 30th, 2022: Another Job Poster
October 30th, 2022: One Day
October 31st, 2022: The Jacksepticeye official Discord turned into I.R.I.S
October 31st, 2022: Final Day
October 31st, 2022: If someone has hacked your device.... please change your password
October 31st, 2022: Have you ever experienced a terrible occurrence that has impacted you significantly?
October 31st, 2022: Darkness envelopes, Silence surrounds (Has been deleted)
THE IRIS PROJECT
Page Source: Nothing
Description: âWARNING: Flashing Lights.Â
// Connecting to IRIS mainframe...
//Booting_
[Establishing connection with host]
[Call and response]
signal locked
Hack in progress..â
0:00-3:55:04 (Extended video of an IRIS facility where chat interacted with stuff)
THE IRIS PROJECT (FINALE)
Page Source: Nothing
Description: âWARNING: Flashing Lights.Â
// Connecting to IRIS mainframe...
//Booting_
[Establishing connection with host]
[Call and response]
signal locked
Hack in progressâŚâ
0:00-12:56 (Extended video of the livestream finishing as it crashed before)
Anomaly Found - Chase Brody
Page Source: Nothing
Description: // Connecting to IRIS mainframe...//Booting_[Establishing connection with host] [Call and response] signal locked Hack in progressâŚ
0:00-22:35 (Extended video of Chase in IRIS)
October 31st, 2022: âHave you ever experienced a terrible occurrence that has impacted you significantly?â
October 31st, 2022: Server maintenance required (Has been deleted)
November 1st, 2022: The âAnomaly Found - Chase Brodyâ thumbnail has been changed from Chase to Anti
November 1st, 2022: Observing ALTR 5914âS TIME ALTERING CAPABILITIES (Has been deleted)
November 4th, 2022: IRIS has just passed its centenary! 100 years of inspiring science!
Resident Evil 8 Village DLC (FULL GAME)Â
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Description: âSit back and enjoy the entire Resident Evil 8 Village DLC in one videoâ
28:12-28:22 (Extended scene)
November 19th, 2022: Sean deleted ALTR 5914 files off of the IRIS Twitter unexpectedly
November 19th, 2022: We lost access to our account recently but just got it back. Sorry for the radio silence!
December 23rd, 2022: We hope you all have a wonderful Christmas and a Happy New Year from everyone here
ACTUALLY REALLY SCARY | 3 Scary Games
New Title: When You See It⌠| 3 Scary Games
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Description: âGet ready to feel weirder than ever before with these 3 scary games. They're all feetâ
0:00-0:51 (Extended Glitch of weird behavior and the sound of a clock ticking)Â
Midnight Scenes: From The Woods (FULL GAME)
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Description: âMidnight Scenes is the most intense game on the planetâ
9:01-9:09 (Momentary Reference)
15:36-15:44 (Momentary Reference)
22:55-23:06 (Momentary Reference)
30:56-31:07 (Momentary Reference)
When you see itâŚ
Page Source and Description doesnât exist in shorts
0:00-0:53 (Extended scene)
March 21st, 2023: Oh thereâs WAY more haha
I Shouldnât Be Here
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Description: âBoo, scary, don't be too terrified at these horrifying horror gamesâ
0:00-0:12 (Extended scene)
40:39-40:50 (Extended glitch)
1:08:04-1:08:49 (Extended scene)
March 23rd, 2023: I Shouldnât Be Here
March 23rd, 2023: WHAT DOES IT MEAN???
March 25th, 2023: When you see it⌠(Tiktok)
April 11th, 2023: A lot has changed in 6 years! Happy Birthday Chase
She only moves when I'm not lookingâŚ
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Description: âThe Classrooms is if the Backrooms and SCP had a baby and it was really scaryâ
16:41-16:53 (Extended glitch)
18:00-18:05 (Momentary scene)
April 25th, 2023: Have you ever experienced Deja Vu?
May 12th, 2023: There's no time like the Present, Past and Future
The Entity Room
New Title: Donât Forget to Feed Him
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Description: âThe Entity Room is a really cool SCP style game!â
0:00-0:15 (Extended scene)
1:54-2:07 (Extended glitch)
3:53-4:03 (Extended glitch)
10:20-10:30 (Extended scene)
May 25th, 2023: âThe Entity Roomâ has changed to âDonât Forget to Feed HimâÂ
September 6th, 2023: Hmmm?
September 7th, 2023: ALTRverseÂ
September 7th, 2023: Heâs Been Different (Video: Iâm Coming)
October 12th, 2023: ALTRverse Void Silver (The Somewhat Incredible Jackieboy Man)
October 13th, 2023: Marvin and Jackie will return VERY soon! đ
I'm very excited to share their stories with you.
October 16th, 2023: Get Ready. ALTRverse in 4 days
October 17th, 2023: THREE DAYS
October 19th, 2023: TOMORROW
October 20th, 2023: The Comic Book is Live!
7 Years AgoâŚI Died
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0:00-0:38 (Extended video speaking about the egos)
November 4th, 2023: To All Staff
November 22nd, 2023: Just a quirky little guy reading his own comic for the first time! I can't believe what happens to THAT character
Reacting to my Old Ego Content
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Description: âWhat better way to celebrate my comic coming out than to go back over all the old ego content to see how far we've comeâÂ
0:00-26:50 (Extended video speaking about the egos)
Unbelievable Mind Blowing Twist
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Description: âBiggest gaming twist of the year in The Final Pinâ
Comment: There is a small meaningless coding hidden in the background for a split second
January 3rd, 2024: ALTRverse Comic Cover shown by one of the artist (Google Photos)
January 9th, 2024: Confirmation of production on game (Twitter)
January 30th, 2024: Young Marvin has a lot to learn... get ready to go back to (magic) school with Void Silver #1 COMING SOON!
January 31st, 2024: Do you miss â¨HIM â¨as much as we do? Well the wait is almost over! The Somewhat Incredible Jackie-Boy Man will be jumping back into action SOON with issue #1
March 5th, 2024: OCAxNSAyMyAzIDE1IDIxIDEyIDQgMjUgMTUgMjE= (How Could You)
March 19th, 2024: Comic Book Covers
March 20th, 2024: Love the work we've been doing on these comics! Very proud of everyone involved
April 3rd, 2024: Coming Soon
April 5th, 2024: Get ReadyÂ
April 19th, 2024: The Wait is Almost Over
April 22nd, 2024: IGN Post
April 22nd, 2024: Finally Being Honest
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Description: âComicsâ
0:00-4:14 (Talks about the comic books)
July 13th, 2024: Where have I been?
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Description: Nothing
3:47-5:41 (Promoting the comics)
#jacksepticeye#JSE Time Stamps#jackieboy man#marvin the magnificent#henrik von schneeplestein#antisepticeye#chase brody#jameson jackson#iris#altrverse
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Home For Broken Heroes
by HufflePuff_Dreamer
In another universe, Peter Parker is made the sole successor of Stark Industries, but only after losing everything and everyone that mattered.
In another universe, Tony Stark is hiding behind a mask of an iron-hearted man, secretly trying to pick up what is left of a disembowelled team that once had been his family.
One strange day, the two worlds collided. (AU)
UPDATE: Chapter 13 up! :)
But I can't seem to post the link here waah so just go to AO3. Log in as a registered user to comment if you want to.
#irondad#irondad & spiderson#mcu#time travel#dimension travel#multiverse#peter parker#tony stark#tom holland#avengers
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PRIDE ASK!!! can I get some Ace Wind rep, it's not just a phase! and it's no less valid just because they're teenagers!!!! RAHHHHHH
HIIII of course here you go <3
Summary: Wind helps Twilight become comfortable with his asexuality. 431 words, fluff and super mild hurt/comfort.
âSO!â Wind exclaimed, leaning dramatically over the back of the log Twilight was sitting against. Twilight jumped, hands clenching the sides of the book he was reading.Â
âI heard you think you might be ace,â Wind continued.Â
Twilight blushed, ears wiggling downward. When he spoke, his drawl was hushed and quick. âHowâd you know?â
Wind hopped over the log and settled with his shoulder pressed into Twilightâs arm. He felt Twilight relax at the contact.
âThrough my glorious powers of observation,â Wind said, gesturing widely with his arms. âYouâre always quiet when the others are talking about their sex stuff Iâm not supposed to hear. Plus, I used to get the same look on my face when people talked about attraction. I get it. Am I right?â
Twilight sighed and closed his book, then pulled his knees to his chest. "Youâre right. I⌠I dunno. Hearing you and Legend talk about asexuality⌠it feels right to me, in a way other labels donât.
âYeah?â Wind smiled widely, looking at Twilight encouragingly. Twilight rested his chin on his arms and did something with his mouth that couldâve been a smile, if a smile got mauled by wolves.
Heh. Wolves. Because Wolfie.Â
Wind mentally shook himself, bringing his focus back to Twilight. âWhatâs that face about?â
âI dunno. Just⌠Iâm 23. Shouldnât I have figured this out by now?â
Wind shrugged and rested his head on Twilightâs shoulder. âLook, the only reason I know is because Gramma is awesome and taught me an Aryll about all kinds of different sexuality and attraction and gender stuff. Perks of a trans grandma. It doesnât matter if youâre 87 or 13. Your sexuality is yours, and yours to discover at your own pace.â
Twilight was silent for a moment, letting Windâs words filter through his mind. Then, his shoulders shook with a silent laugh. âDid you take that line from your granâs talk?â
âNormally I would defend my honor, but I am proud to admit my gramma is a badass. So yes.â
Twilight laughed and lightly pushed Wind with his shoulder. Wind pushed back, then wiggled underneath Twilightâs arm. Twilight rubbed his shoulder, though Wind suspected it was more about soothing himself than Wind.Â
âSooooâŚâ Wind said. âDo you have any questions?â
Twilight sighed again. âI donât know. I mean, it feels right. Iâm justâŚâ
âCan I tell you about the day I decided I was asexual?â Wind asked.Â
âOh, yes, please.â
âItâs not a very inspirational story, since my grammaâs so chill and open about everything. But one day, after Aryll was back home safeâŚâ
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âHe hears Andrew scoff on the other side of the line. âMy PR agent just called; SPORTS UNLIMITED wants to know if they can use the picture Kevin tweeted last night on the cover of their upcoming issue. Theyâre running a segment on you two for some unknowable reason. Also â I do not want to deal with this.â
âHold on,â Aaron says as he logs back into his Twitter, begrudgingly. Nicky is quiet, so Aaron assumes that he hasnât seen the picture as yet either. âAlso, how is your PR agent even involved in any of this?â
âAlso also, why do you even have a PR agent when you refuse to talk to literally everyone?â Nicky adds. Heâs not wrong. Andrew doesnât really need a PR agent. Neil needs a PR agent.
âProbably because Iâm in the picture too and because you donât have a PR agent and we have the same face â now what they should have done is contacted Kevinâs agent, but heâs kind of an arsehole who is dealing with a lot right now I assume he told them to shove it. Also, you may need to get your own PR agent.â
Aaron finally bypasses all the (still active) notifications and finds Kevin's tweet from 13 hours ago. Itâs a picture that Aaron doesnât immediately recognize, of both Aaron and Andrew, just like Andrew had said. It was taken from a few paces behind them and features the twins engaged in conversation â heads slightly turned towards each other â walking together through the village market near the stadium.
The factor that intrigued SPORTS UNLIMITED was undoubtedly their attire. Both twins are sporting exy merchandise of rival teams. Andrew is wearing his own team shirt â probably his own uniform since they seem to be on their way to one of Andrewâs games. Itâs his Knights shirt with their surname and the number 3 on the back in clear, white letters.
Aaron, however, is wearing Kevinâs merchandise. The Wyoming Wolves shirt â the team Kevin used to play for, at the time â with the name Day and the number 2 in black letters. It wasnât actually Kevinâs own shirt, just merchandise.
Aaron admits that in light of recent events, itâs a cute picture. But the true story isnât even a romantic one. Aaron isnât wearing Kevinâs number to be cute; heâs wearing Kevinâs number to be a shithead to Andrew â itâs become a sort of tradition.
Since theyâd graduated and Andrew and Kevin had both gone pro on rival teams, Aaron had found himself attending their games whenever he was free. He obviously supported them and wanted them to win, but â thatâs boring. The first time heâd done it, it was to annoy Andrew â Andrew didnât care, but Neil got annoyed, so it was still a win-win situation. Aaron had worn his Kevin Day Wolves shirt to a knights game when the Knights werenât even playing the wolves. He thought it was funny, and even if Andrew didnât give a shit â pissing Neil off is always a good pastime.
The next game heâd attended was one of Kevinâs, and he wondered if he could get the same rise out of Kevin heâd got out of Neil. The Wolves were playing the Panthers, and Aaron showed up in a Knights shirt with Minyard 3 on his back.
It became a fun game, wearing Andrewâs shirt to Kevinâs games and Kevinâs shirt to Andrewâs. Finally, the Wolves and Knights played each other, and the Foxes had placed bets on what Aaronâs move would be. Choose between Kevin and Andrew, finally? Normal attire? Wolves merch in the first half and Knights merch when Andrew finally shows up in the second half?
Aaron had worn his own Foxes, Minyard 5, shirt to that game, and every game Andrew and Kevin played each other in future.
âI do not need a PR agent,â Aaron finally says. âI did not get as far away from exy as I could, and go to fucking medical school, to be on the cover of a sports magazine,â âthatâs the type of thing you should tell your PR agent,â Andrew advises.
-Chapter 3, The One Where Everyone Finds Out
#aaron minyard#andrew minyard#nicky hemmick#kevin day#neil josten#kevaaron#aftg fanfiction#aftg#the one with kevaaron#the one with all the ships#the one where everyone finds out#andriel
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