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noblish · 8 months ago
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@beatrice-of-the-stars just sent me an unsolicited dick pic. block her.
id KILL for that what are you SAYING, but fr thats such a blatant lie
nice try slandering my girlfriend moron
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jackassnews · 4 months ago
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(WIP) we r violently suffering chat
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shadowqueenjude · 3 months ago
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I wish I could enjoy Gwynriel because their art is always so beautiful but I just can’t stand Az and I also think he’s a repressed homosexual 😔
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wtfgaylittlezooid · 10 months ago
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AAAAAAAAAH I absolutely loved your Bug!Vicagent tidbit!!!
... did Vic hear Agent, in the end?? Bc it would be so cute yet angsty if Vic did hear him and that his voice and promise was something that helped Vic
But that's just me musing lol
TYY!!!! I think about this little plot way too fucking much
Vic also doesn’t because at that point he’s completely gone. Only thing left was fungus instinct. He does know how much Agent cares though, since throughout that battle his sense of self does slip in a few times, though he only takes advantage of that to order Agent to just kill him at that point. Agent ain’t doing that tho because he needs Victim. That’s why Agent apologizes for not following Victims orders lol
Fun fact about zombie Victim: very good way to gauge how much time he has left is by listening to what he’s saying. He does NOT shut up once he is constantly talking during the entire fight, usually just mumbling/droning to himself without though. If he’s talking about magic or getting you to leave that’s the instinct talking. If he’s talking about control or whatever vic tends to talk about, then it’s still pulling snippets from his memories which means he’s there just buried. and if it’s nothing but gibberish aka the roach language for a prolonged amount of time then he’s gone 👍
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sparkymalone · 1 year ago
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Writing a weird Remnant!Fuyuhiko x Kamukura story, and I don't know how I feel about it yet. I'll post it if I decide I like it lol.
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dreamlit-wanderer · 1 year ago
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they call me the replier on account of all the reps i ply
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i-wakeupstrange · 2 years ago
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it will never stop being hilarious to me that, like, dingaling meant to make the most annoying tutorial character
and accidentally made the most loveable man in the game
(well, tied with rando obviously. but still.)
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kazz-brekker · 2 months ago
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in dracula there is a cowboy and the female lead lives. in nosferatu there is no cowboy and the female lead dies. ergo, the existence of a cowboy is highly important for the survival of the female lead in a gothic vampire story.
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shadesofmauve · 1 month ago
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I want to step away from the art-vs-artist side of the Gaiman issue for a bit, and talk about, well, the rest of it. Because those emotions you're feeling would be the same without the art; the art just adds another layer.
Source: I worked with a guy who turned out to be heavily involved in an international, multi-state sex-slavery/trafficking ring.
He was really nice.
Yeah.
It hits like a dumptruck of shit. You don't feel stable in your world anymore. How could someone you interacted with, liked, also be a truly horrible person? How could your judgement be that bad? How can real people, not stylized cartoon bogeymen, be actually doing this shit?
You have to sit with the fact that you couldn't, or probably couldn't, have known. You should have no guilt as part of this horror — but guilt is almost certainly part of that mess you're feeling, because our brains do this associative thing, and somehow "I liked [the version of] the guy [that I knew]", or his creations, becomes "I made a horrible mistake and should feel guilty."
You didn't, loves, you didn't.
We're human, and we can only go by the information we have. And the information we have is only the smallest glimpse into someone else's life.
I didn't work closely with the guy I knew at work, but we chatted. He wasn't just nice; he was one of the only people outside my tiny department who seemed genuinely nice in a workplace that was rapidly becoming incredibly toxic. He loaned me a bike trainer. Occasionally he'd see me at the bus stop and give me a lift home.
Yup. I was a young woman in my twenties and rode in this guy's car. More than once.
When I tell this story that part usually makes people gasp. "You must feel so scared about what could have happened to you!" "You're so lucky nothing happened!"
No, that's not how it worked. I was never in danger. This guy targeted Korean women with little-to-no English who were coerced and powerless. A white, fluent, US citizen coworker wasn't a potential victim. I got to be a person, not prey.
Y'know that little warning bell that goes off, when you're around someone who might be a danger to you? That animal sense that says "Something is off here, watch out"?
Yeah, that doesn't ping if the preferred prey isn't around.
That's what rattled me the most about this. I liked to think of myself as willing to stand up for people with less power than me. I worked with Japanese exchange students in college and put myself bodily between them and creeps, and I sure as hell got that little alarm when some asian-schoolgirl fetishist schmoozed on them. But we were all there.
I had to learn that the alarm won't go off when the hunter isn't hunting. That it's not the solid indicator I might've thought it was. That sometimes this is what the privilege of not being prey does; it completely masks your ability to detect the horrors that are going on.
A lot of people point out that 'people like that' have amazing charisma and ability to lie and manipulate, and that's true. Anyone who's gotten away with this shit for decades is going to be way smoother than the pathetic little hangers-on I dealt with in university. But it's not just that. I seriously, deeply believe that he saw me as a person, and he did not extend personhood to his victims. We didn't have a fake coworker relationship. We had a real one. And just like I don't know the ins-and-outs of most of my coworkers lives, I had no idea that what he did on his down time was perpetrate horrors.
I know this is getting off the topic, but it's so very important. Especially as a message to cis guys: please understand that you won't recognize a creep the way you might think you will. If you're not the preferred prey, the hind-brain alarm won't go off. You have to listen to victims, not your gut feeling that the person seems perfectly nice and normal. It doesn't mean there's never a false accusation, but face the fact that it's usually real, and you don't have enough information to say otherwise.
So, yeah. It fucking sucks. Writing about this twists my insides into tense knots, and it was almost a decade ago. I was never in danger. No one I knew was hurt!
Just countless, powerless women, horrifically abused by someone who was nice to me.
You don't trust your own judgement quite the same way, after. And as utterly shitty as it is, as twisted up and unstead-in-the-world as I felt the day I found out — I don't actually think that's a bad thing.
I think we all need to question our own judgement. It makes us better people.
I don't see villains around every corner just because I knew one, once. But I do own the fact that I can't know, really know, about anyone except those closest to me. They have their own full lives. They'll go from the pinnacles of kindness to the depths of depravity — and I won't know.
It's not a failing. It's just being human. Something to remember before you slap labels on people, before you condemn them or idolize them. Think about how much you can't know, and how flawed our judgement always is.
Grieve for victims, and the feeling of betrayal. But maybe let yourself off the hook, and be a bit slower to skewer others on it.
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galaxylover06 · 2 months ago
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Their name is Barry and they can't escape the digital cir
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luvimin99 · 4 months ago
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In advance, I would apologize rn for I can't make any Makoharuann Halloween special (Would make smth with them for Christmas to make it up)
As the Yuri God, school's been hectic and I can only make art for Makoharu (I need to do Haruann justice)
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vivitalks · 1 month ago
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riz and adaine's little internal nerd club within the bad kids is soooo important to me. riz compiles dossiers of information for his failing party members that are like an inch thick, stuffed full of papers and forms and pamphlets about all the ways they can improve their academic standing, and then just so adaine feels included he makes a folder for her that's empty and simply says "hey adaine!" inside. literally who is doing it like them
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sparkdoesart · 1 year ago
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Having even slightly popular mutuals is so cool. The king has bestowed upon me a like. Perhaps even a reblog
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shepscapades · 7 months ago
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Surely this will have no negative consequences whatsoever!
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noodles-and-tea · 1 month ago
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Just some more thoughts on that jayvik dbh au
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gentleralts · 11 months ago
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i'm a genius
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and if anybody else out there with access to a button press wants to make these pins for themselves i've included a sheet to print out under the readmore
as long as you're printing this in portrait orientation without margins on a 8.5x11 inch sheet of paper, this should print out in the correct sizes for 25mm buttons and 37mm buttons respectively
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apologies if tumblr shrinking the image size makes the image quality not so great if you print this out as it is, i'd suggest putting it through a threshold filter so it just uses black ink
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