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[rainyrambles-overcod]

day 1 of drawing one of the cod characters until I’m comfortable with trying to find my style

[hpowellsmith]

Teeth and Ice is on itch.io!

I've transferred my dark fantasy/horror Raconteur game Teeth and Ice over to my itch.io page to play for free/pay what you want!

My skin was mine.

A selkie roams their enemy's house to claw back what's theirs.

First published in sub-Q Magazine, 2016.

Contains violence and body horror.

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Play more short free IF on my itch.io page!

[diveyne]

wip of a carrd . . . i'm working on revamping / redesigning one of my very very very old carrds and i'm so pleased.

[flame-shadow]

The thing about the human vs nonhuman enby rep that really bothers me is how, in discussions about the subject, the nonhuman characters often get de-personed so as to emphasize the human-ness of the humans. But... usually, the characters in question are still people within their stories. They have individuality/thoughts/agency comparable to other (human) characters. Why do they have to be human to be relatable? Or be acceptable representation? The humans are just as fictional as the nonhumans. Why are some readers/ watchers so close minded that they only consider humans to be people, to be relatable?

[maretriarch]

coming to the horrifying realization that i actually do want to be an artist while fully knowing how dumb and ill advised that is

[carrionsflower]

🍑 finally updated these bitches.

[sentofight]

ooc. Kicks door! Indirect kisses! But also kisses that are not meant to be kisses like doing cpr ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!!!!! ACCIDENTAL KISSES AHAHAHAHAHAHA. Anyway. Ahem. Drink water and enjoy life.

[ghostsandmirrors]

PATCH NOTES

a change to every about! - every character's about page on the blog now has a link at the top, under their names, to their aesthetic 'collections' on unsplash; images you may see or may have seen in their aesthetic edits. - the mun about page has a link to my favourites 'collection'. the skeletons from my promo are in there. - dick remains the odd one out, because my two memes are 'never adding the cat' and 'dick gets nothing'.

[razbb]

Action for Palestine: CLICK HERE

Rashida Tlaib, the only Palestinian American in Congress, is asking for signatures on her petition requesting Biden to suspend weapons transfers and military funding to Israel in accordance with the recent ICJ ruling.

PLEASE SIGN, especially if you live in the US, but you can select other countries on the form. It takes one minute to sign, and another minute to share with your friends.

This is not some bullshit change.org petition, Rashida cares deeply about this cause.

AS OF THIS POST SHE DOES NOT EVEN HAVE 50,000 SIGNATURES.

You can help change that. Click here to sign.

The form asks only for your name, ZIP code, and email. The site is mobile friendly. You don't need to verify the email.

Don't scroll, it will take one minute, just go do it now!

THANK YOU!

[worldhell-archiving]

❝ ━━━━ I'm not perfect! Not yet. But I'm still leagues better than you.

FULL NAME. Laurentius Adlyn Alexander TITLE. Laura Alexander AGE. 28 GENDER. Cis Female PRONOUNS. She/Her BIRTH DATE. July 2nd, 822 ZODIAC. Cancer ORIENTATION. Demiromantic / Demisexual

SPECIES. Human OCCUPATION. Military Soilder (MP), Suvery Corps. (Former) AFFILIATED. Military Police BIRTHPLACE. Wall Sina, Stohess District RESIDENCE. Wall Sina, Stohess District

RELATIVES. Alaric Alexander (Father, alive), Claudelle Alexander (mother, alive), Norman Albrecht (unborn son, dead), Rickard Albrecht (husband/dead) SIGNIFICANT OTHER. Verse Dependent PETS. Valkyrie, horse

PINTEREST BOARD | SPOTIFY PLAYLIST |

FACECLAIM. Sasaki Rena EYES. Light blue, #d2ebfa HAIR COLOUR. Black, tailbone length - classic length HEIGHT. 163cm BODY TYPE. Ectomorph DOMINANT HAND. Right SCARS. Abdominal Scars PIERCINGS. none OTHER REMARKABLE FEATURES. Beauty mark, under left eye.

long black hair and icy blue eyes (often looking white), petite stature and height, her parents praised her looks and scolded when she tarnished it; either with nasty expression, or more recently, with dangerous work. Her muscles aren’t as defined as they were five years ago, and strength was never her strong point, rather using momentum and speed to cut down Titans. Because of injuries sustained, her stomach / torso is heavily scarred. She regularly wears the Military uniform.

submerging a competitive spirit which had once been the backbone of her accomplishments during her heyday. The ruse she plays to herself is that there was no true freedom to the world, and so she shut out all ambitions to fight against the creatures keeping them as if they were cattle; those who fight outside the walls are ignorant, and filled by selfish desires not fitted to save humanity. All she sees is dead bodies without result. A hopeless fight. Deep down she can’t forget; and her true personality seeps through. It shows in her take down of criminals, of a low-lit passion to retain order; to glare daggers behind the backs of ranking officers after listening to their ideals, and lack of ambition. To the corruption within the regiment. As someone of aristocratic blood, there is always an air of elegance and superiority that has always followed her; but it never stems from her family. There is ferocity in her stance, an ignorance to those who see only her prestige upbringing, and a terrifying devotion to fight until her bones broke, until she could barely stand. Now, that too is dimmed, with only the graceful strength of her status within the Military to provide her any authority.

CHARACTER TRAITS. resilient, brave, cautious, independent, determined, argumentative, bossy, impatient, obnoxious, stubborn MBTI. Logistician Your personality type code is ISTJ-A MORAL ALIGNMENT. Chaotic Neutral ENNEAGRAM TYPE . THE CHALLENGER

year 822 - Laura is born, Stohess District

year 840 - Laura enlists in the training corp. east division 

year 843 - Laura graduates top 10 (1) and joins the Survey Corp, active for two years.

year 845 (early) - Laura marries Rickard Albrecht and falls pregnant with their soon to be son, Norman. Moves to Wall Maria, South.

year 845 (late) - the breach of Shiganshina and Wall Maria. After these gruesome events, she moves back to Stohess District.

year 846 - joins the Military Police, active four years and current.

timeline based on canon events and heavily preestablished (won't be using for first interactions or people uncomfortable with original character plot in the main timeline)

Trial

The Military Police call for his dissection and execution. To keep hold of their influence and lessen suspicion of Survey Corps. activity in their test, Laura is appointed to watch over the expedition and report back any anomality's or potential schemes to keep Eren if the mission fails.

The Female Titan arc

Undisclosed information. Laura doesn't report back the incidents of the excursion, and collaborates to buy more time before Eren is handed to the Military Police. She is not given information over the events that would transpire in Stohess District, and joins the Military and Scouts to evacuate and protect the people. She is part of the clean up crew after the tragic events.

[beepsparks]

Disney is literally that one family member that doesn’t give a shit about their own family (in this case EM and Oswald) until a family member becomes famous and rich in which they will ask for money because “we’re familyyyy”

Epic Mickey Fans: We're so glad Epic Mickey is returning!

D!sney: And you have us to thank, right?

Epic Mickey fans:

[genderqueerdykes]

as someone who has been scarred for life by experiences at gay bars, i need people to understand it's beyond tacky to mock people who want queer spaces beyond queer bars- it's dangerous.

let me explain. i went to 2 of my local queer bars a lot last year, as much as i was able to despite being poor. i witnessed a fist fight that was so bloody that ended up with a transmisogynistic drag queen getting hit in the head with a metal baton. the sight caused me to uncontrollably throw up in the bathroom of the club because of how gruesome it was. they had to close down the club and forard people out the back door because of how out of hand this person got- he was screaming transmisogynstic slurs and phrases at the bouncers were were transfem.

i was also sexually assaulted at these places, i was repeatedly groped by several people who i was not interacting with in the first place who found me attractive and decided physically grabbing me on numerous occasions was the way to get my attention. being femme in a queer bar is dangerous even if the people groping you are gay men.

i am also a recovering addict who dealt with alcohol issues in the past and could be considered a recovering alcoholic. i don't want to be around alcohol. i don't want to smell it. it triggers awful memories and also sometimes makes me consider getting a drink, but i can't have one, because the medications i take will cause a fatal reaction- i don't want to be tempted to drink, because it will kill me.

it's not right to mock someone or call them childish or whatever for not wanting to go to a club. whenever alcohol is involved, people's inhibitions are gone and they will do whatever. this includes fighting. i witnessed several other fights. just because it's a queer bar doesn't mean there won't be fights. and it especialyl doesn't m ean that you won't get groped or assaulted because, like i said, since alcohol is involved and it's a bar, there's a high chance this can and will happen.

queer people are not inherently safe angels to be around by virtue of being queer. there are still transphobes in queer bars. tranny chasers come to these bars. homophobic lesbians show up and lesbophobic gay men show up. drag queens and performers bring their cishet friends and family to support their shows. these are not perfect havens. they are not safe. we should not force other queers to interact with inherently dangerous spaces if these are supposed to be our safe spaces.

also these spaces are not friendly to people with disabilities; wheelchair users have nowhere to go especially when it's very crowded. other mobility aids get kicked and knocked over. neurodivergent people can get overstimulated by the deafening music very quickly. photosensitive people can have seizures due to the strobing lights. people with emetophobia like me run the risk of running into those types of triggers. people who are overstimulated by intoxicated people have no choice but to deal with it. dancing is one of the only activities to do other than drink and not many disabled (or even abled) people can dance for extended periods of time comfortably.

not to mention these spaces are not geared toward aromantic or asexual people at all, either. there is a long list of reasons why bars should not be our primary venues of interaction with one another. they serve a specific purpose- for people who want to cruise- but for the rest of us, it's really crucial that we have spaces that provide meaningful interactions with other queers on other levels of our identities.

some people just want to hang out with other queers in a quiet environment and craft, or shop, or drink coffee, or read books together, or just about any other activity on planet earth, and that's not "lame" or "cringy" or bad in any way- these are extremely normal and necessary parts of human interaction that we all require and crave and it's normal to want to do healthy, domestic things with other queers. we need this in our lives.

please take it seriously when people attempt to create queer spaces that don't involve alcohol and bars. it's necessary for our survival and well being as a community.

[dexaroth]

im enjoying getting to know at least a bit of the ins and outs of how the internet works, graphically. its nice to now, after learning a fair share of it, the decisions for where to put things were made.

though im also unfortunately getting that 'this is such an easy to solve mistake and everything points to this person not caring enough to solve it instead of a lack of control' feeling which um. not a nice one to have

[halbarryislife]

I just graduated college and took my capstone on propaganda. Not the just the history of it but also its evolution, how it works, and what makes the best propaganda.

With the ‘unbanning’ of tiktok and the inauguration being within a day of each other a lot of propaganda has been thrown at us. I want to share what is called “the ten rules of hate” from Matt Taibbi’s book “Hate: Inc: why today’s media makes us despise one another”, which was published in 2019.

To give some context for the ten rules, Taibbi says in this chapter (chapter two) regarding the news cycle, "after generations of doing the opposite, when unity and conformity were more profitable, now the primary product the news media sells is division."

But before I state the rules I just want to remind everyone PROPAGANDA OCCURS ON BOTH SIDES. Neither side is better than one another when it comes to propaganda, it is a necessity. I say this as a democrat who believes the next four years are going to be hell. Just today I saw propaganda from both sides, ironically fitting into these ten points.

THE TEN RULES OF HATE:

There are only two sides

The two sides are in permanent conflict

Hate people, not institutions

Everything is somebody else's fault

Nothing is everyone's faults

Root, don't think

No switching teams

The other side is literally Hitler

In the fight against Hitler, everything is permitted

Feel superior

What most people get wrong about propaganda is that its intention is not change your thought process immediately, no. The purpose of propaganda is to nudge you in a certain direction. Whether that be you seeing that trump unbanned tiktok and for a split moment you think 'maybe he isn't so bad' or seeing an instagram post from Path2Progress saying 'it's a dark day in America' and you get a tinge of fear.

I am making this post because I want you to be able to look at the media you are soaking up and be able to notice that people are trying to manipulate you. Of course, there are other points to propaganda that I did not get in here as I could write several papers on this subject, which I have.

And before anyone says in the comments, "but Trump is literally Hitler", I'm just going to point out that this cycle of calling people Hitler started long before Trump's presidency in 2016. Glenn Beck, who's a conservative commentator really began the "Your neighbor is literally Hitler" movement. In Taibbi's book he writes, "Beck was awesome at this. Al Gore was Hitler. Obama was constantly Hitler." I know must Democrats would not consider these men to be Hitler, but I use this example to demonstrate its use in years past on the other party.

I am going to leave you with a quote from one of the first books written about modern propaganda. It's called "Propaganda Techniques in the World War" and was written by Harold Laswell, then published in 1927.

“But by far the most potent role of propaganda is to mobilize the animosity of the community against the enemy, to maintain friendly relations with neutrals and allies, to arouse the neutrals against the enemy, and to break up the solid wall of the enemy.”

[yellosnacc]

I wanted to finally design my iterator oc who's been in concept hells but I wasn't satisfied.

So here's just what sorta technology he is

Intrinsers were not as popular where Moon or Pebbles stand. There, energy was pushed more to get the final answer, and repair microbes seemed good enough to keep other machines long-lasting.

While the iterators most ancients grew up with had friendly faces, other living structures that were given sapience (or close to it) didn't need to become as presentable, resulting in a large variety of shapes.

Intrinsers have many of the same functions an abomination iterator has as they were being invented at the same time with more already being built before the first puppeted iterators emerged. They are much more often lower-function than their younger siblings with some barely qualifying for sapience.

Their main roles were more complicated and mobile mining and manufacturing tasks with some being the only source of a popular product in an ancient city. Someone has to make that pebbsi. Very few got to ever see an acient city tho.

[versairic]

Paddock guests | MV1

In which you and your class visited Max at the track in Zandvoort.

warning : This is the second part of 'special guest' and you don't have to read the first part first, but it might make it easier for you because of the connections in this part. You can also find 'special guest' on my profile :)

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ALL EYES are on you and your class as you enter the paddock in a row of ducks.

Until now, it has never happened that countless six-year-olds in Red Bull merchandise and paddock passes around their necks have entered the paddock together with their teacher.

But that changes today. Having plucked up the courage a few days ago to save Max's number and thank the Dutchman for a great day in the lion class, you didn't expect the three-time world champion to invite the whole class into the paddock as a thank you.

"It's important that we all stay together. As you can see, the paddock is quite large and spacious, so we all have to stay very close together to get to the Red Bull Garage, okay? ", you look at your pupils one by one with a smile.

You can clearly see the beaming faces of your protégés and the anticipation of the day ahead.

Today is Friday, so there won't be too much happening at the track this weekend, so this is the perfect day for Max to show the six-year-olds where he works.

In a video message sent directly to the Lion class, he thanked them for the great day at school and invited all the students to his garage to take a look behind the scenes.

You're also looking forward to seeing everything up close, so you can hardly wait to walk over to Red Bull and marvel at everything up close.

"Then let's get going," you indicate to your charges with a smile.

As it is impossible to keep an eye on all the children alone in this spacious paddock, you are accompanied by a nice Red Bull employee who introduced himself as Mason a few minutes ago.

You're grateful to Mason not only for helping you keep the kids together, but also for guiding you through the paddock and getting you to your destination.

Because if you're honest, you wouldn't find this way on your own. The paddock already looks pretty big and expansive from the TV, but in real life it looks twice as big, so if you didn't have a clue, you'd be one hundred per cent lost.

Mason starts to run off in front, while the rows of two that the children have formed follow the Red Bull employee and you bring up the rear so as not to lose any children in the hustle and bustle.

Every now and then, a few employees or even drivers cross your path, who give you a big smile and greet and wave to your protégés in a friendly manner.

It doesn't take long before Mason comes to a halt in front of the Red Bull Hospitality and all the children gather in a semi-circle around Mason.

"We've reached our first destination. This is the Red Bull Hospitality. This is where we stay from time to time when Formula 1 is on a break..." While Mason begins to explain a little to the children, you start to take a few photos with your mobile phone to capture today's event not only for you, but also for the children.

"Max has another appointment, so it will be a while before he can show you all round. But I see you've all got rucksacks with you, which must contain your breakfast, right? " the Red Bull employee adds as you walk up the small ramp to the hospitality centre and shortly afterwards the sliding doors open to reveal a large room with countless tables and chairs.

A loud chorus of 'yes' answers Mason, who indicates to the children that they should find a place to have a snack to tide them over while Max has something to do.

You smile gratefully at Mason when the dark-haired man presses a coffee into your hand a few seconds later.

"The little ones are really adorable, " Mason enthuses as he sits down at a table opposite you.

Your students are sitting around you, talking excitedly and eating their breakfast.

" Yes, isn't it? " you smile and wrap your hands around the cup before taking a sip of the hot liquid. " It's really great of Max to make this possible for you. "

"Max is a really warm person, " Mason smiles and shortly afterwards starts to engage you in conversation, which you're really grateful for.

Because it's not just your class that's pretty excited and nervous about what's going to happen in the next few lessons. You are also really nervous and excited, but you try your best not to let it show.

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"I hope the garage has room for you all," Mason turns to you and your class with a grin as he continues walking backwards.

You all sat in the hospitality centre for about an hour, where you ate breakfast in the back and then the children were allowed to ask Mason a few questions about the team and his duties.

Mason is part of the mechanic crew who look after the car before and after the sessions.

The children have listened attentively to his stories during the last lesson.

But now, the closer you get to the actual destination, you clearly realise how excited your charges actually are.

A smile plays around your lips as Mason starts to walk down the dark blue corridor towards the garage and begins to tell the children that Max and Sergio Perez always walk along this path to get to their cars.

A few seconds later, you finally reached your actual destination. The garage.

The six-year-olds fill the garage with amazement as they see the two blue cars for the first time.

A broad grin appears on your lips as you realise where you actually are. So far you've only ever seen this view from the sofa on your television and now you're actually standing here.

Apart from a few mechanics who have gathered at the front wing and seem to be making a few preparations, the garage is empty.

"As you can see, Max's car is on the left and Checo's car is on the right. Can anyone tell me what makes the two cars different? " Mason looks round with a smile, from which countless index fingers shoot up.

" Max' is faster! " Milan shouts formally after Mason takes his turn. Loud children's laughter from the class fills the garage.

"Milan..." you almost admonish the blond-haired man. Not because it's true, but because it makes you a little uncomfortable that Milan is more or less rubbing salt in the wound, because everyone knows that things aren't going as well for 'Checo' as they are for Max at the moment.

The Red Bull employee begins to scratch the back of his neck in embarrassment and seems to be struggling with the words. However, he can't seem to think of a suitable answer, so he looks relieved when Max suddenly appears.

The children happily start shouting the Dutchman's name, who gives each child a high five and then gives you a friendly smile, which you return.

" I'm glad you all came! " Max begins as he stands in front of the children and Mason disappears from the centre of attention and goes back to work. "As you probably already know, you're now in the place where I spend a lot of time. How about we take a closer look at my car? "

With a wave of his hand, Max gestures for everyone to come a little closer so that he can show the children his car in more detail and answer a few questions.

Excited, everyone moves a little closer to the car.

"Make sure you don't get too close to the car, will you? You remember what I told you this morning, don't you? " you ask the group.

"Don't touch other people's things!" your class shouts back in chorus, causing a proud smile to spread across your lips and Max looks over at you.

His lips form a wordless 'thank you' before he crouches down to be a little more at eye level with the children and shortly afterwards he begins to explain everything about the car and answer questions.

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" Thank you very much for your efforts, " you thank Max as the Dutchman comes over to you.

A few minutes ago, you stood a little apart in the box so that you weren't in the way but also didn't lose sight of your class.

"Always a pleasure," Max smiles as he leans against the wall next to you and you look over at your class and Checo.

During Max's detailed explanations of his car, Checo joins in later and now the Mexican takes over to explain the steering wheel to the children in detail.

Sergio sits on a folding chair with the steering wheel in his hand, while the class sits in a semicircle around him on the floor and listens attentively to his words.

" It's really not a matter of course that you invited us all here. That really wouldn't have been necessary," you begin. You are really grateful for what Max does for you and especially for your class.

"It's nice to see the little lions again. And so I also have a reason to see your great teacher again. " Max winks slightly at you, causing the warmth to start shooting up your cheek.

Embarrassed, you brush a strand of hair out of your face and then slowly raise your eyes to look at the Dutchman.

Max's blue eyes are fixed on your face as his lips curve into a smile.

" I mean that seriously, " he adds.

" U-uh... thank you?" you stammer, almost caught off guard. Max's words were so surprising that you didn't even come close to having a perfect answer.

But that 'Uhm, thank you' didn't even make it any better in your mind.

The Dutchman, however, seemed to take this quite calmly, as a grin appeared on his lips.

"I didn't think I would succeed in making you so embarrassed. " Max takes a step closer to you so that you can clearly smell his aftershave.

Without meaning to, warmth begins to gather in your body, causing a warm feeling to spread through your whole body.

"But you succeeded. " Your voice almost sounds like a whisper, so you're not sure whether Max has understood your words at all, as children's laughter can be heard in the background.

" Max! Come here, you have to take over again," Checo calls out just as the Dutchman opens his mouth and starts talking.

"We'll talk later, " Max says in your direction, before he runs over to Checo and, together with Checo, begins to explain the racing gear to the children and, shortly afterwards, one or two of the children put on Max's and Checo's helmets.

And while Max sinks back into his element and makes sure that the children have an unforgettable day, your thoughts are permanently with Max and his words, which you won't be able to get out of your head any time soon.

—

Countless new impressions and information and a completed first free practice session, which you and your class followed live, the day of your visit to the paddock at Zandvoort slowly comes to an end.

A satisfied but also exhausted smile is on your lips as you watch Max hug each child goodbye and have a few kind words for each of them.

You’ve been impressed all day today by how well the Dutchman has dealt with the children and how much time he has really taken for each of them, even though he has a tight schedule and is certainly quite exhausted.

It's sweet to see how some children wrap their arms tightly around the Dutchman and don't want to let him go.

Even for these children, he takes extra time to talk to them quietly and whisper a few words that you don't understand.

And then the Dutchman is suddenly standing in front of you, while all the children are already waiting with Mason at the exit of the paddock.

"Thanks again, Max. Not just for today but also for the visit to the class. That really meant a lot to us, especially the children," you thank the Dutchman again.

"I was happy to do that," he replies with a smile and pulls you into his strong arms to say goodbye, which takes you rather by surprise.

It takes you a few seconds to break out of your little stupor and carefully wrap your arms around his middle.

"I hope we meet again. You've got my number," he whispers in your ear as he hugs you a little closer.

"We will," you assure him.

A tingling sensation begins to awaken in your body and your whole body is slightly electrified.

But before you can really savour the feeling, the Dutchman has already pulled out of the embrace.

"Then I hope you won't say no to that. "

Confused, you look at Max, who pulls something out of the back pocket of his trousers and shortly afterwards presses another Paddock Pass into your hand.

You frown in confusion. The Paddock Pass in Max's hand looks exactly like the one you already have around your neck. What is he trying to say?

Max must clearly see your confusion, because the Dutchman begins to grin slightly before he starts to speak.

" I'd like to see you in the paddock for the next two days so that we can spend some more time together. But only if you want to, of course. "

He starts to scratch the back of his neck nervously while he waits for your answer.

" I'd love to! " you say quickly as you take off your paddock pass and hang it around your neck.

And if someone had told you back then that it was the beginning of a relationship, you certainly wouldn't have believed a word they said.